I won the fight, yet I didn't feel that accomplished.

How can I be fully happy when my victory was complete luck?

I was happy I survived sure, I was glad I made another day to get closer to my goal as well, but how can I survive the next fight if I will keep driving like this?

I had to strengthen my guts and the will to fight if I ever want to see my family again and ignore the horrible thing I saw.

But this training had to be delayed for I needed a break from this madness I went through.

I was back at the abandoned motel, the only place I felt home, for the whole city didn't share the same way!

Oh, what am I talking about? Well as it turns out, driver's performance affects the city's fame and view to the entire world who they truly are or somethin. Because of my cowards act the whole ponies kept insulting me in being a wuss and asking me if my daddy is home. It was annoying in the whole level, and I wasn't in the mode to counter them back.

I had to park Road Kill back in the garage, hidden in fear that someone would dare to steal it and claims it as theirs. Hay seed promised me that the moment Discord announces the next contest the car will be fully ready for the fight with a small upgrade.

All I could do at the moment is hide in the room, the one where my journey began, all I could do at was cleaning and get rid of all the rat and roaches, cause if I wanted a place to plan my way to victory then I need a perfect place to set.

I had a free week to relax, a whole free week of preparation before Discord announce my next fight.

Each three days is scheduled for each seven cars to fight each other, my fight was oddly first, and by 'oddly' I mean suspicious.

What about my schedule? Well, the first day is meant as a recovery, the rest of my recovery didn't take another day I will search for navigator shooter for Road Kill.

When I started driving my first car with my dad, the first thing he told me along with mom and my uncles was: "always put your eye to the road" what they forgot to add besides "to avoid accidents" is "and to avoid bullets and missiles."

The previous fight was a mess, the only weapons I could reach and use was the fire missiles and the special weapon, all cause of the stress, madness, and since I didn't bother to grab any other ones.

So back to the motel.

I was lying on the couch Discord used, wait for the order I asked Mrs. Pancake meal to bring. Among this madness comes a nice person –or rather pony- who comes to calm my day down, she was the only one as far as I know in this forsaken city who didn't care about this damn game or what I did. At first, I thought she was planning to poison me, but after looking at the markets… let's just say she was the only one I trusted ever since then.

So everything was set, the base was clean, the food was stacked on the table for me to finish, and the radio was open to hearing the news while waiting for hay seed news on finding a navigator for me… yeah, the benefit of being an apple family and an EX-CEO of a respectful company is that you have loads of connection willing to help ya. Of course, he had to hide the identity of the driver he is trying to help on hope no one knows it’s me and increase the difficulty of search even more.

Waiting was never my thing unless I was in surviving moments, and the fact I was lying on the couch with French fries in my mouth was not one of these moments. I was tempted on leaving the room and see if this motel has anything interesting worth to see, but before I did something caught my attention on the radio.

Giving music of all genres, telling the weather, and most importantly it tells me the news of the fight, and review some contestants who are willing to do so.

Due to the fact I am living in an abandoned motel with no electricity, water in the place for me to offer a TV for me to see a thing for more details, and leaving the window opened didn't the weather much due to how crowded the place was so horrible smell passed inside the place. Getting a radio and some 'magical batteries' wasn't an easy feat on the ponies treated me, but I had to bear it in order to keep on what's going on outside Manehatten.

Back to the radio.

Before I left outside the room, a name caught my interest which was announced by The commentator named DJ P0N3.

At first, it was her explaining how intense the fight is along with her friend Octavia –who wasn't fond of this violent but the payment was too good to let by- your typical fight with vehicles who is ridden by some ponies I am not familiar with, till the name of 'Fluttershy' mentioned. DJ P0N3 kept mentioning how she was one of the winners of this game and is considered to be the deadliest fighters ever.

My worst case scenario which I forgot a little came back to me, of the main five to be participants to this day, if one of them was there then the rest is there too.

That was bad, really bad.

Another reason to rush my search for Navigator was added along with me not able to focus and road without getting welcomed by a missile.

Opening the door with haste, and prepared for research and beg for an insane pony to join to be navigator with me… a low chance but not backing out anytime soon.

Since I gave away Road Kill to Hay seed for an upgrade, I had to browse the city bare hoofed –I got the term right this time- which meant a longer hour search around the city with furious ponies planning to harass me and more, but this won't stop me. I will find a navigator.

I didn't find a navigator.

This whole day was spent with either decline to the offer, or something get thrown at me, some of it is me get thrown outside the place I went in.

With epic fail comes a defeated return to the bed, AKA the couch since I had none.

After climbing up to the 4th level to my room, I was welcomed by a paper under my door.

Reading it on my couch I noticed that someone wishes my presence, and hopes that the next time they arrive they would see me here instead of an opened door to and see the place filled with leftovers… and they gave me a p.s. to install a lock.

Ignoring the sassiness, I looked at the time this pony will arrive, and according to the clock of the city –something apparently every city and town needs- they will come back within one hour.

Well, this time I was forced to stay in here and wait, with the radio on the table I turned it on in hope for any news about the main six, yeah I was too late and the only thing I managed to catch is that Fluttershy won the fight with ease or something… I really hoped she is the only one participating this damn fight.

More music, some review on the incoming fight will occur on the next three days location –the names are not given for surprise factor, the participants are informed on the day of battle and location five days before it starts,- and finally a…. review with Fluttershy.

I guess this hour won't be as boring as I expected it to be.

The review began with the introduction of the mare of the hour.

Fluttershy, one of the member of the main six, an animal caretaker, and a contestant who want to end Discord's horrible reign.

The first question given to her was about her experience in this game, and how did she do well without getting scared, an important one if I may add seeing how she didn't join the first time this game began.

Fluttershy –with very low voice which required me to increase the volume- explained how she isn't fond of what she is doing, she explained that she isn't pleased on taking the life of ponies who simply want to fulfill the wish of their life, she explained that how beautiful or how dire the wish is, none of it will matter. What she was trying to say is that Discord is a trickster chaotic god who doesn't play the rules as straight as everyone thinks.

This statement was important that I wanted to hear, but sadly DJ P0N3 decided to move on.

The second question was: "what does she think of the new year participants?"

In this one, Fluttershy answered the question thinking that they are very tough competitors who she wishes if they could quit the fight. To her, this fight between one another to her is unnecessary since the enemy everyone needs to put the focus on is Discord. If no one will listen, Fluttershy will have no choice but to put everyone into rest.... this part was too off for me.

And like one of those annoying horror movies, DJ P0N3 decided the third question be: "what do you think of the winner of the last match, Potato couch?"

A sound of movement could be heard, Fluttershy must be thinking about fitting word of 'wimp.'

Few seconds she answered it with: "The same answer as before, which focuses mostly on him seeing how he performed, he reminds me of myself on my first time I compete. He won't go far if he thinks he will win the next match on his own. Umm, it's not that I want him to continue, but I can see he is jumpy around every small movement around him… Potato couch, if you hear this review, please give up. This is for the greater good, and I don't want to harm anyone who doesn't want to be in this fight."

Like an open book, she read my emotions without any slip-up, she summed my problem way better than I did. I had Hay seed, but his friendship is from a far, I needed someone to sit next to me in the vehicle and assist me through thick and thin.

And the final Question of the day was: "How come you and your friends are not allowed to fight each other?"

As if the horror of getting talked to by some hotshot wasn't enough, there is the fact that her other friends are there as well.

Flutter didn't slip any small detail and gave it in the most simple way: "It's a small deal Discord agreed to give in exchange that we join this game."

And it was over, the review was done, so was my hope of winning, three allied cars against me and whoever pass their way, each drove by an element along with a gunner friend.

"If this hour doesn't pass and then a knocking comes up to this door then I swear to god-"

Ask and you shall receive, for the moment I thought about it out loud, a knock was given from the door.

The guest was here, and unlike before, I put a lock. Not 'installed,' 'put,' for I didn't feel like going outside so instead I put the kitchen's fridge at the door.

Moving the fridge wasn't that hard, I guess being an earth pony had a slight advantage in the end.

Moving the fridge back to the kitchen, threw the garbage out the window for all I care and opened the door.

Who stood in front of me is a Purple mare, green eyes, pale purple with pink streak hair, and her mark is three smiling flowers.

Part of me hoped her face would share the same expression as her mark, but by the looks of how long I made her wait, she wasn't pleased one bit.

Welcomed her to my humble home of mine, which I bet she already saw before without my knowing. I started off with asking anything she wants… not like I had anything, but I tried to redeem myself a little. She declined, thinking that it would be to discuss the business.

Taking a deep breath I started the business with the introduction of my fake pony self, claiming I am unlucky resident who simply wants to wish something about himself that won't harm anyone, just in case I am dealing with someone who doesn't cooperate with baddies or simply didn't want competition for selfish gain… yeah, I was desperate for an assistant.

The very judging mare of my dorm name is Cheerilee, a teacher mare who used to teach in school house from a place known as ponyville… this got more awkward than I thought would get.

Cheerilee assured me that she doesn't hold any grudge toward what I did back there, she is fully know that the whole blame falls on Discord… Part of me thought she kinda did hold a grudge but decided to not say it.

The second thing was a wonder on our wish. My wish was to come back home, something confused my guest, which made me not to go any deeper. Her wish is the contest don't take any innocents life, children life included, a noble wish.

Part of me was suspicions about this whole deal, her visiting my home without my knowing mind you, Wishing to join my team –I am happy and all but still- and her wish is so selfless… it was too clean for me to believe that was the whole deal.

Being the curious kid I always was I decided to ask now rather than later about the reason why now, and why me?

Cheerilee explained that she isn't fanning about this contest when the game started for the first time, ponies got scared and ran away to the hills. Everyone put their faith on the princesses and the elements who lived in ponyville with her. Her along with the children she escorted them all to safety which was Manehatten seeing how Discord not to touch this place for some unknown reason. Long story short some children from different places weren't as lucky as the one she escorted and the princesses along the main six failed to save them or stop this madness for some days to prepare themselves. Many ponies died for the sake of this forsaken wish, many foals and Colts lose their loved one's cause of it. She got sick frustrated of how every time she do a role call the child she calls is either absent forever or cries endlessly and wishes not to come tomorrow.

She didn't know anything about the game rules and how to navigate and use guns, but she was willing to learn if it means a chance for children to live with some hope.

As for why me… None of the companies accepted her for the fact she didn't have any history of the game or something, the other competitors were already full and didn't accept it her for not being well practiced, and they weren't willing to waste time on her.

As she was browsing around the city to prepare her dinner, she saw the ' magical displayer' –in which I asked her to call it TV, which she was okay with it a little- where she witnessed my little battle of mine, although the ponies who were booing at me for being a coward, Cheerilee saw me as survivor and someone who didn't want to do this, yet somehow I kept going. The way I kept going motivated her to move her search more than ever, and her search will start with me, seeing how DJ P0N3 kept going on and on how weird I was driving without a navigator gunner.

Well Being desperate I was, I accepted her wish to join, but I explained to her I had to talk with my manager –Hay seed- and I will come to the place she lives and announce if she is welcome or not.

Giving me the location, thanking me for the hospitality and reconsider. Cheerilee left the building with a small hopeful smile.

On the next day, I visited Hay seed and announced him about the school mare who wanted to join us in the hopeless team.

Hay seed apparently knew Cheerilee, a very kind mare who he keeps passing by her school when he goes buying some gears pieces.

Hay seed didn't like the fact that a very kind teacher would join a fight of life or death, a fight that would either kill her or damage her greatly. –happy that he cared about my health-

Trying my way to convince him, seeing I didn't want this search to take any longer, I reminded Hay seed that her joining us not only is the safest bet for her seeing how insane the ones we dealt in the first fight –and by 'We' I meant 'I'- but also will also add one more kind wish that would help the pony kind once we win. –if we win, thought my depressed self-

Hayseed didn't like this, but after deep thinking and me telling him she doesn’t know anything about navigating which may result on her do something that will kill her or something, accepted it.

So there I was heading my way, to the school she was teaching to inform her the good news.

Two days had passed and I already got my navigator shooter.

Five days of training.

BETTER PREPARE MY TRAINING FACE

Author's Note

At first, I was: Let's make an OC

but then: Nah too much work

So I tried taking some side character that no one care much or used... same deal

Soooooo we ended up with her yay