My name is Xavier Wilson. I was born on November 2nd, 1999. I'm an early high-school graduate due to my awesome grades, though I often got picked on for being that smart.

I did track during all 4 high-school years in order to stay fit & strong once my parents (who hated me, since they didn't want another child after having my older sister Bianca, 3rd oldest sibling) kicked me out of the house when I was 15 years old. Now I'm 17 years old, with a job that I very much enjoy, being an artist that sells his/her artworks to make money, for it's what I'm quite talented at.

I live in New York City, inside an old, run-down house with decent internet & low rent. I have no friends, beings how nobody likes me & often make fun of me just for fun. Not even my own siblings & all other family relatives don't care about me for who I am. I have been alone ever since I turned 10, which was when I began to look out for myself. I often scavenge for food just to save a little extra cash for college.

Whenever I have free-time, I either draw for myself, go for a jog, play video games, or watch movies & tv shows off of Amazon Prime. I often find myself wishing that I could fly, one of my lifelong dreams ever since I was little, with nothing but bird wings that are as white as snow on my back.

Because whenever I imagine myself flying, I always feel free & unrestrained, without a single worry in the world to slow me down. The feeling of being able to travel to a better world, where everybody is caring for one another, & not a single person is corrupt.

But the thing about a dream is, you always wake up from it. Whether you like it, or not.

Today was October 30th, Monday, 2017. Just one day before Halloween. Though I may be too old for trick-or-treating, but I can still wear a costume as I pass out candy to trick-or-treaters. This year, my costume is something that I had made out of junk from a dumpster that I had pieced together.

Beings of how I'm an artist, I'm very good with my hands. My costume was: a MK Sub-Zero cryo-mask made from mounting board; drawn-on ice-like arm tattoos that I did with a fake tattoo kit from the trash (not sure why someone would want to throw it away); dark blue jeans with a belt; black Nike sneakers with a gray trim; dragon claw gauntlets made from plaster; a gray sleeveless hoodie with an adjustable hood; & 2 machetes strapped to my belt (don't even want to know the reason why someone threw those out).

I was on my way home from the store with the candy that I was gonna hand out when a mysterious dark-hooded figure stopped me in an alleyway.

"Do you need something from me?" I asked calmly.

"I need nothing, but your answer to this question, for I may have something that can help you fulfill your dream of escaping this corrupt world" the figure replied in a hoarse, gloomy voice that belongs to a man.

Confused & curious about what he meant by that, I asked: "What do you mean by 'escaping this corrupt world'?"

The figure replied "There's no time for me to explain, just answer this question. Do you want to leave this corrupt world & be able to make your dream of flying a reality?"

"How does he know about that? Is he a spy, can I trust him?" I thought.

"I'm no spy, & yes, you can trust me. Now answer the question!" the figure exclaimed angrily.

Now I'm freaking out with what's going on. "Is this guy a fucking telepath!?" I yelled in my head.

"I am many things! Now answer the question! WE ARE RUNNING OUT OF TIME!!!" the figure replied sharply.

I suddenly snapped out of confusion & said: "Yes, I do".

No longer sounding angry, the figure says "Good" then pulls out a small vial from the sleeve of his black robes, & says "This here, has a gem that can teleport you to a different world. All you have to do is fill up a tub with cold water, place the gem in your mouth, & lay in the tub for half an hour. Be sure to wear your attire when you do" the figure finished as he disappeared back into the shadows of the alleyway.

Thinking to myself, I thought "Is this guy for real? Should I do it? Well, he somehow knew about my dream, & read my thoughts. Maybe he's legit, I'll give it a shot".

As I got home, I found another Sorry, We missed you notes from the cable guy on my door. UUGH! This is the fifth time this month. I guess that's what I get for trying to get regular cable in order to reduce my internet bill. So I just pulled it off, walked in, set down the candy on the floor next to the door (on the floor next to the door? Hmm, nice rhyme), went over to the table to pay my bills, then went over to my laptop to access my eBay account to check for any sold artworks that I had posted photos of. 2 ceramics, 1 drawing, & 1 decorative plaster mask. Now I charge $10 for each drawing, $15 for each ceramic, & $20 for each mask, which totals up to $60 in today's sales.(I also do paintings, price varies depending on how much time & effort I put into it.)

After I made the transactions, I quickly check my email. It’s usually special offers & ads from different companies, & notices on when I need to redeem my credit/debit card.

After that, I just usually eat my supper, brush my teeth, shower, watch my shows for a half hour, then it's off to bed, dreaming of what I wish I could do to change things. But by tomorrow, with the gem & simple instructions from the figure, I just may be able to actually change things, make them better than what they are. Hopefully.

Author's Note

Just to let you know so you don't think that it has nothing to do with MLP, it won't be until chapter 2 when he first gets to Equestria. I had to think of a good, well, let's just say a type of back story of what he was like & how he got there. Okay, hope you like it. It's my first story that I've ever actually put maximum effort into, so please, don't post any mean or negative comments. And so you don't get confused on sudden changes in the chapters if you decide to reread the previous chapters, I'll be going back to the chapters to fix any errors I made & put any words or sentences I forgot when writing. I like to make sure that there's no errors in the writing.