The life story a Pasterland pony

by Dj Scratchjack

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Sad, Tragedy, Adventure
Length: 1434

He loves his family, his friends, and his job. life was alright. till It happened...

He loves his family, his friends, and his job. life was alright. Till It happened…

backstory of OC…

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-07-19 06:14:02 UTC

Introduction/ Prologue

"Hi, my name is Broken Reign. yeah, funny name, I know. but it's one I'm proud of. I grew up in the the forsaken town of New Equine, a trade town smack dap in the middle of the country of Pasterland. I lived with my father, mother, and three brothers. life was alright through my childhood. I lead a normal life, as one would put it.Had a job at granddad's pub, the girl of my life, and all the fun one could have.

yeah, life was alright, i thought nothing life couldn't go any better...

then it happened...

And things changed drastically.... for the worse....

and the only thing i could do was move, i guess...

To the west.... To Equestria... the only hope I had before i got dragged into It...

just like my father....

Graduation

All of the stands were full.

A sellout to the 631st Graduation of New Equine High School. 89 students out of a senior class of 91.

Those were good odds.

Professor Brinks took up the Announcments and the change from fillys/colts to Stallions/Mares. a tradition in this fine country of Pasterland. "Well, this is boring. hurry up!" some mare down in front whined. probably Candis, That good-for-nothing Equestrian transfer.

Vinny shook his head. He chuckled and smiled. He was thinking the same thing. We heard this crap for the last four years. Dont need to hear it again.

Broken Reign sat in the middle of it all, just waiting his turn for the Diplomma. today was his day. tonight was also his birthday. Turning 18 was a big deal in his family. as he waited for his name to be called, he thought about the things he can do, like maybe finally work in the shop by himself, or go to the club and try to work around them fine mares...

"Next honoree and graduate, who excelled in both Survival and Scavenging expeditions, mastered the craft of Mixology and brewery, and held the Marksman Trophy for 5 years straight, Broken Reign, Son of Sir Agus and Honey Comb!" Professor Brinks exclaimed applauded...

Broken Reign broke out of his day dream, took a deep breath, smiled, and trotted to the stage. His friends applauded and whistled to his success, as did he when their time came. Brinks gave Reign his diplomma and gave him a good luck wink. he smiled to her and walked back to his seat. "Hey, bro, party at my house after, wanna come?" Rusty, Reign's best friend, whispered to reign once he got back. " nah, dude, got work after this, srry, bro." Broken Reign responded. Rusty shrugged, somewhat disappointed. the next pony, Willy Pete or something, was called next. This went on for about another hour or so, then the dreaded Student Council ponies speeches to the grads. President Cindis, struted up to the podium, cleared her throught, and started with her dramatic recital of her past years at the school.Reign sighed and slumped in his chair out of impending death by bordom. Then,after she finished up, Ben Graham and Tyler Sanro, the two vices, told their speech, and so on... Reign snuck his music player out of his bags by his seat and poped an earbud in his ear, drowning out his bordom with his favorite artists. "the ceremony well be over soon..." he thought to him self.

a farewell and a start of anew...

As the celebrations were wrapped up, and the guests left, the grads said their finall good-byes before they left for home. Broken Reign and Rusty headed towards home themselves. The two freinds have been buddies since kindergarden, when Rusty beat the crap out of some punk trying to steal Broken Riegn's lunch money. they've been at each other's side for 13 years now, always gotten each other's backs. "wow, i miss the good all time, like when we stuffed roaches in the jock's lockers in 7th grade!" Rusty joked, walking beside Reign. "yeah, and when that snot-nosed prick in 10th stole your milk, but it was the one we spiked with sour sprite dust!" Broken Reign laughed. The two talked about their memories till a fork in the road with a rusting, old sign that pointed right and left. each branch on the pole had a rotting sigh, either saying, " Agustiine family ranch", or, "Florinte's road, Tryir's household.". they both knew it might be a while before they saw each other again, so they both looked at each other, smiled, laughed, and shook hooves."see you later, bro" Broken Reign turned and went towards his family's ranch.

Broken Reign put in his earbuds and listened to the foriegn music of Equestria. the first time he heard the music was with his cousin, Vinny. They were walking through the market and someone had a shop opened up just for records and CD's. Reign wasn't into music that much, so it was just a walk-through of the place. But, then he heard a song on the intercom, and he immediately feel in love. he ran to the counter and asked the clerk standing there what it was. She told him it was just a couple of artist in Equestria named Vinyl Scratch and Octavia. he bought all there music and a MP3 and ever since then, he hardly ever doesn't have his music blearing in his head. He always wondered what it would be like if he met them. But, he also they might be as stuck up as Candis. He came to the top a hill, overlooking the ranch house. Broken Reign smiled as he saw his family preparing dinner, since black smoke was raising from the chimney. " No doubt they got somthin' planned for me when i get in." Reign mumbled to himself. he started to gallop to the front door. When he reached it, he steeled his nerves for a suprise or something, and flung the door open. What he got was a faceful of flying brothers." hey, Reign, you're finally home!" the two colts chimed together."Hey boys, get off your brother. its dinner time almost. go get washed up." Honey Comb told her children. Blaze and Kniks hopped off Broken Reign and raced up the stairs. "hey, ma, how's work?" Riegn hugged his mother and helped set the table. As they did that, Agus walked threw the door, trailing mud from the field. "Now, hon.." Honey Comb sighed. Agus looked at his hooves and laughed and went to wash up as well. Vinny came down the stairs, being trailed by the boys and dog. "Hey, cuz, hows the newly grad?" Vinny play-shoved Riegn into the counter. Broken Reign laighed and retaliated, pushing his older cousin into the living room, were Dike, the family dog, was just getting comfortable. He yelped as the two guys threw each other around the room. "You two better stop your crap, or so help me, ill shove my hoof so far up yer a--" Agus shouted down from the stairs, right before the two others decided to come running down for dinner.

"So... whats next for you, cuz?" Vinny asked while the family was eating. "Well, I dont know exactly. I got a firm enough job at Pop's Pub. Was thinking on college or--" Agus choked on a piece of beef when Reign said "college".

College. The bane of the Agustiine Family. Not one person in the family dared to even utter the word. Not since Great granddad's  mysterious disappearance from the College of Brewery. Pop's made up a story to help him cope with the reality of his father "abandoning" him and his mother. Agus didn't believe in the stupid thing and went to the college of Smithing. While there, weird crap happened, enough to scare the shit out of him to come back home. Broken Reign thought about college for a while, but never told his parents about it, understandably.

Agus coughed up what was stuck and swallowed, looking striaight at his eldest child. "College? you know that curse DOES apply to you to, right?"

"Dad, yes. i know it still applies, but you know my view on it. I dont care, im going." Broken Reign stood up and put his plate in the sink. "hey, where you going?" Agus threw back his chair in anger. Broken Reign stoped at the top of the stairs and looked back over his shoulder. "i got things to think 'bout, night." Broken Reign flopped and stared at the ceiling. tomarrow well hopfully be better. Maybe....  eventually fell asleep in a deep stupor, and he started to dream....