The Stranger

I had to sit in my gym class not allowed to play because of how brittle I was. The school feared that if I broke again... I would surely be dead, and that they would get sued by my mother. I watched as all the other kids played with a sad expression. Knowing that I would never be able to get a friend… only kids who played seemed to get any friends. Ponies were scared to be near me. Fearing that I would break and that it would be their fault. Even when I tried my hardest to convince them. Nopony just seemed to listen to me.

Some played buck ball, Hoofball, Soccer, and even racing against each other; seeing who was the fasts of them all. I watched bored out of my mind. Well, I would have been if I wasn't thinking about my favorite character of them all... "The Silver Shroud".

What wasn't there to like about the crime-fighting hero? He has a sick flank Tommy gun! And don't get me started on his awesome outfit! I always imagine myself as a hero!... because who wants to be lame... fragile...

"Hey, Mr.Glass." My ears pinned back at the name. Everypony seemed to make fun of me for being fragile. I'm even the butt of a joke for a teacher to use in front of a class. Just to keep their boring lesson interesting.

I had no friends... but... when I would daydream in class I would always have friends... that weren't real... but they felt as so.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" The colt shouted at me again startling me out of my thoughts. "Mr.Glass!"

I blinked my eyes frantically trying to get my eyes moist, as they got dry staring into space. "What do you want?" I said in an unsure tone my voice hitching on a high note.

"Give me one of your stupid comic books." He said rather menacingly in my face. His weight making him look like a saggy bag of shit with his flabby dark brown coat.

Some of his spit splashing onto my face. Making me cringe in disgust as I leaned back. Trying to get away from his ugly mug.

"I didn't bring any today... sorry," I said with a sheepish smile. Making him narrow his eyes at me making me let out a nervous laugh.

"Oh, really now?" He said taking a few steps back.

I didn't bring my comics fearing that someone stealing them. They were just too precious to me! I had my whole collection of them! I just needed the special edition ones! But those... were heavily priced too much for even my mom's bit purse. I envy rich ponies.

"Well... you know how it goes..." I said before quickly getting up and running through the gym. As fast as my little legs could carry me.

"Hey, get back here!" He shouted running after me. His shout reminded me of the stereotypical bad guy. I felt like a hero making his getaway. I didn't have any tools to deal with him. So running was all I could do.

"Hey Strange Newbie what are you doing running!" My coach shouted frantically. Then spotting the fat colt chasing me.

I didn't look back as I felt my legs starting to hurt from the running. My bones just didn't seem to be able to keep up with my body. Growing up with this made me know my limits. And I was almost at my limit. I started to slow down as to not slam myself on the gym doors. I didn't want to die! Comic books gave me a reason to live!

I slowly pushed the heavy door open. Only partly so that I could squeeze through. I went through as I turned a corner and started to run again. My legs started to hurt as if my bones were slowly cracking from the workout I was having. My body is just too weak!

"Mr.Glass get back here!" Shouted Heavyset the pudgy colt and former bully.

I ran outside into the day with ponys walking around. School; was about to be over. As gym was my last class for my school day today. It was scary and exciting to be chased by someone who hates you just because. I would never understand that fat colt.

I turned my head back to see him gaining on me. My eyes widened bigger than saucers. Okay very scary!

I weaved through ponys surprised how I did it with ease. But My legs started to feel a splintering crack in my leg bones making me yelp. I ran into an alley doing parkour in my fragile state. I need to get away! If I fell... it would be game over and most likely life over.

I hopped onto a row of old used cardboard boxes. I ran on top of them not making them cave in due to how lightweight I was. Most likely due to my weak "glass" like bones. I then jumped onto a sleeping homeless stallion who had his back against a dumpster. I hurriedly climbed on top of his shoulder as I had landed on his soft lap. I then climbed onto the dumpster trying to get breathing room from the bully. Who looked out for blood.

He tried to climb on top of the homeless stallion's shoulder, but his weight just seemed to pull him down. "What are you doing hiding Mr.Glass!" He taunted. Trying to get me down. I knew what he was trying to do. Having read tons of comic books. I was the hero... I had to play it smart to get away from this... Villain! I was actually hyped. Which was very odd...

"I'm not Mr.Glass! I'm a hero! Not a villain! You, sir, are a villain since you are tormenting the weak!" I declared trying to make my voice deep as possible. I tried mimicking the Silver Shroud to the best of my ability.

"You're not the Silver Shroud you idiot!" Heavyset insulted me. But as the hero, I had to be the bigger pony... even if he was bigger.

I was also lucky that he was an Earth Pony just like me.

"No... I am not! And I am no, Mr.Glass. For he is a villain like you evil-doer." I said like a superhero. But I had no powers that I knew.

"I'm going to shatter you Mr.Glass! Until you start to live like this hobo." Heavyset motioned to the homeless man who had his eyes snap open.

"What did you say you, little runt!" The Homeless Earth Pony snarled easily offended.

"Huh! Oh, sir, I am so sorry! I-I-I I didn't mean it!?" Heavy squeaked. As the skinny Earth pony snatched the cubby colt. Strangling him.

"You're going to pay you little piece of trash!" The stallion slammed Heavyset to the alley wall knocking the wind out of flabby colt.

I stared in horror the brutality that was unfolding in front of me. I gulped as I stood frozen in shock.

The stallion then proceeded to beat the crying colt with his hoof. "Take that you little scumbag! How does it feel to be insulted huh!?" The stallion laughed with a crazy look in his eyes.

Heavyset began to cry loudly in the dark alley. I could see ponies passing by without a care. It was as if nobody could hear.

The crazed stallion then dropped the bloodied Heavyset to the ground. Slowly and almost demonically turned his head to face me with a manic grin plastered on his face. The only thing that came to mind was "drugs".

He started to slowly stalk towards me slowly making me take a step back. We started to slowly match each other's steps. But what I didn't notice. Was that I ran out of dumpster to walk on, resulting in me falling.

Everything seemed like slow-motion as I fell. Then everything went black. But before I did. I heard a loud bang. Accompanied by a sicking crack. I could almost hear the sound of glass shattering... but I wasn't glass...