"Ugh..." Luther groaned as he reluctantly pried his heavy eyes open. Just getting one slightly open was a challenge, but he managed to see he was in the same place he had fallen asleep in. He shift himself within the passenger seat all the while trying to make sure his long legs weren't to cramped in the small space they rested in. He seriously needed his own ride he thought to himself before giving a grunt as he was finally able to pry his eyes open and sit up straight in his seat, though his effort were met with an all to familiarly annoying experience of his head bumping into the cars low roof. It didn't hurt, but it also didn't feel good after just getting up from a rather uncomfortable rest. Plus after the thousandths time it starts to get old. Though it seems someone else didn't feel the same way as Luther heard a small chuckle to his left. He didn't bother looking to the drivers seat, but he made sure to award the driver for his amusement with a quick middle finger. It only caused more chuckles, but Luther simply sighed before lowering the mirror above him.

He was met with a completely horrific face that could only belong to a ghastly monster! Oh, wait, that was just his reflection. He sighed once more before rubbing his tired face and looking back to inspect the damage. His slightly tanned skin was thankfully still on his body, but heavy bags rested under his grey eyes that were clearly sleep deprived. He ruffled his short shaggy dark brown hair to catch an itch while he scratched around his jaw line that had a layer of stubble on them. Though as he reached the right side of his jaw his fingers lingered across a lengthy scar that almost reach to his mouth. His eyes gave a flash of annoyance before returning back to their previous state. Luther shook his head and raised the mirror back into its original spot. "I hate this damn car," he mumbled as he leaned back in his seat.

The driver of the car scoffed and glanced towards Luther with amusement in his dark green eyes. "You always say that, but how many times as this baby saved your ass?" he asked as he patted the interior. Luther didn't answer, but he did admit this thing was somewhat useful. He glanced over to the driver and saw the same grin of pride on his friends slightly pale face. Marcus had the same look of drowsiness in his eyes, but he hid it well with his usual cheerfulness. The bags weren't as heavy, but they still had a spot under his green eyes. As Marcus returned his attention to the road he rubbed his hand across his smooth face. Luther looked towards Marcus's light brown hair and rolled his eyes as he noticed he had once again stylized it. "Besides, you have to admit this thing can hit those miles at a decent record. If ya don't then I guess you always see the negative side of things," he chuckled.

Luther shrugged and yawned before crossing his arms. "It moves fast, but it's small and sucks for drives like these. I swear I'm gonna need a back brace by the time we get there," he complained as he shifted around in his seat to to find a more comfortable position for his aching back.

"Really? I've been fine and dandy over here. Maybe you're getting old?" he asked with a smirk. Luther narrowed his eyes and scoffed.

"Old? Dude I'm nineteen, if I'm ageing this bad now then I'm done for at twenty-five," Marcus chuckled and nodded.

"I'll prepare the casket then," Luther rolled his eyes with an amused smile before looing out towards his window. He noticed that it was nearly dark out and was a bit surprised at the time. He fell asleep around three so he must have been out for a bit. But none the less he watched as they traveled along the busy highway with a small frown. His frown wasn't an unfamiliar one since he tends to wear it most times, but behind his frown was boredom. It had been close to five days since they had set out on the road and honestly they have been rather... interesting? Luther wouldn't have known how to describe it really. It was in between exciting and somewhat scary. There were good times, a few detours, bad times, more detours, and some even mind blowing events, but they were quickly followed by even more detours. In the end though as he thought back on it there would always be a small smirk to crack on his face. It was all leading up to their goal really. Their new life.

Luther chuckled without thinking and Marcus arched an eyebrow. "Something funny?" he asked. Luther looked back and shrugged with a genuine smile.

"Nah, just ready I guess," he answered. It took Marcus a second to figure out his answer, but soon his own smile came to his face and gave a nod.

"That makes two of us then," he said before looking back to the road. "Time to leave all that bullshit behind and get on with our lives."

"Yeah, it was a good thing your sister offered us that job. Without that we wouldn't have a had a freaking plan," Marcus shrugged.

"It's just a bartending gig, but hey it beats being jobless. Plus she's letting us stay in the apartment above it so props to her," he said with a quick thumbs up.

"She just opened up shop right?" Luther asked as he tried his best to stretch his limbs in his small space.

"Yep, she's just outside of Canterlot, but she's been telling me that she gets decent business. Though she does say there are a few regulars who are there for, as she puts it, 'the eye-candy'," he says with the shake of his head. Luther chuckled as he didn't blame them seeing as how Marcus's sister defiantly had the looks, but he wisely kept that to himself seeing as how he wasn't the one driving. As Luther recalled the memories of Marcus's sister Marcus himself glanced up and down Luther's appearance. "Though if you're gonna bartend ya gotta look the part. Maybe we can get something to spiffy you up," Luther snapped out of his thoughts and arched an eyebrow before looking at his appearance.

He pursed his lips, he didn't look that bad. He wore a slightly worn out blue jacket with a comfortable hood, a snug feeling gery T-shirt that hugged his body, comfortable black jeans with a few small tears and a decent pair of sneakers. In all honestly he thought he looked good! Well, he looked better than usual. Fashion wasn't exactly his thing. "I think I look good. Besides, you're no better if ya want to judge anyone," he pointed out. Marcus wore a clean red flannel shirt with the long sleeves rolled up his forearms, a black T-shirt that was a little loose on him, a slightly baggy pair of grey sweat pants and finally freshly clean sneakers. Marcus looked himself over and cringed slightly before giving a sheepish smile.

"Hey, I'm usually looking better than this. I just wanted to be comfy for the ride," Luther rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

"If you say so," he mumbled with a small smile. Marcus grinned slightly before looking back onto the road. After a few minutes of silence Marcus was about to say something, but paused as a ringtone filled the car. His eyebrows arched slightly before a frown came to his face and looked to Luther with narrowed eyes. Luther knew he was being glared at, but he didn't return the gaze and instead sighed before digging into his pocket to retrieve his cell phone. He looked at the number and grimaced slightly as the familiar number sat on his screen. 'Pops' was the name that hung over the number. Luther's gaze was hard as he glared at the number, but under the glare was a sense of dread as a slight chill went down his spine.

"Yo," Marcus muttered as his hands tightened around the steering wheel. "I thought you deleted every-" Luther held up a hand to cut him off and nodded. It took him a few seconds, but with a deep breath he rejected the call. Rejecting the call was almost heavy enough to take the air from Luther's lungs, but he quickly realized he had held his breath for a moment.

"Sorry," he muttered before opening his window and chucking his phone out with a grunt. He wasn't thinking when he did, but luckily it didn't hit anyone behind them. Marcus kept his glare on Luther before sighing and turning back to the road.

"We need to leave everything behind. 'Everything'," Luther only nodded and silence lingered within the car. After what felt like hours Marcus flashed a quick smirk and glanced over to Luther. "Well, at least you're finally getting a new phone. I've been telling ya how much that one sucked for a while now," Luther felt a slight smile tug on his lips and shook his head. Marcus chuckled before letting out a long sigh. "We're almost there, just another hour or two and we'll be in Canterlot," both friends glanced to each other with the same look in their eye. The look of determination and slight relief. Marcus's grin grew and Luther smiled. Their new lives were close and both friends were more than ready to get it started.

In Canterlot

"You can't just do this!" Adagio shouted, her anger and frustration directed at her now ex-landlord, Mr. Green. Mr. Green was a rather slim man who just oozed arrogance. Some would consider him a good looking man, but that's only when he had his wallet out. His straight teeth looked as if it had been smeared in butter and his pointed nose was always high in the air as he always looked down on most people. His blue business suit was freshly pressed and helped his yellow grin stick out on his slightly darkened skin. He let out a scoff, cleared his long dark green hair from his face and crossed his arms as he arched an eyebrow at Adagio's comment.

"Oh, is that right?" he asked before glancing over to both of Adagio's sisters, Aria and Sonata, and chuckled as he watched them carryout the last of their possessions onto the streets curb. He gestured to the sisters, Aria giving him a glare and Sonata only looking away with a saddened frown. "Well I don't know about you, but it seems like I can do just that," his sickly golden grin only grew larger with smugness. Adagio balled up a fist and gritted her teeth.

"We still have a month to pay off the rent! You can't just kick us out!" she argued, her anger only growing every second she argued with him. Mr. Green only rolled his eyes.

"You three bums don't even have a job and only enough money for a damn gumball. I'm not about to waist my time and apartment space for you lot," he sneered before jabbing a thumb to the now vacant apartment. "Besides, I have new buyers. The big shocker you ask? They actually have a job and money! Really, you shouldn't be surprised that I'm kicking you out," he shook his head and shrugged. "Well it doesn't matter now, just be gone in an hour before the new buyers arriver or I'll have the police here to take you away," he said before turning around towards the apartments and walking away with a victorious grin. Adagio was about to push the argument even further, but she paused as a hand rested on her shoulder. She looked over her shoulder to see a tired Aria shaking her head and shifting her head to the right. Adagio followed her gestured and gritted her teeth to see people passing by while giving them a dirty look or looks of hostility.

"Lets just go," Sonata muttered behind Aria, the sound of defeat and desperateness in her voice made Adagio's fist tightened, but she soon gave a sigh in defeat and nodded. The three sisters quickly gathered their things, only three suit cases filled with clothes. With low spirits the sisters trudged away from the apartment complex. Sonata pulled her grey hoodie over her head as she gazed at the grown with a hidden frown and trying her best to hold back her emotions, Aria kept her head on the swivel and glared around her surroundings with a heavy scowl, silently cursing the town and its people. While both sisters showed their great displeasure with their situation, Adagio wore an expressionless mask as she kept her head high. There was no shame, no sadness and no anger. It was almost like she had already gotten over it.

After a half an hour of walking the sisters stopped and hid themselves away within an abandoned alleyway. Sonata laid her suitcase down and slid down the wall before hugging her legs to her chest and burying her head into her knees. Aria tossed her suitcase next to Sonatas and joined her on the ground with a huff. Adagio leaned against the wall with her arms crossed and closed her eyes as she dived into her own thoughts. Silence lingered over the three sisters, not one willing to break it. The day was nearly over as the sun was nearly out of sight and the alley only grew darker and darker.

After what felt like forever Aria was the one to speak up. "So, what do we do now?" she asked as she glanced over to Adagio. Adagio kept silent for a few seconds before opening her eyes.

"I'll think of something," she said as she kept her gaze on the wall across from her. Aria huffed and rolled her eyes.

"Great, so we got nothing," she muttered to herself, but Adagio snapped her eyes to Aria with a glare.

"Don't start with me," she warned with a low tone. Aria avoided eye contact, but her frown only grew deeper. Usually she would have said something, but this wasn't her day. She just couldn't find the energy to argue. After another moment of silence a growl came to everyone's ears and Sonata slightly revealed her slightly wet eyes. She shivered slightly from the approaching nights cold winds and looked to Aria and Adagios.

"I'm hungry," she said quietly before she gave another shiver. Both Adagio and Aria looked to each other and nodded.

"Here," Aria said before pulling out a granola bar from her purple hoodies pockets and handed it to her. "I was keeping it for later, but I'm not hungry," she lied. It had been days since all three of them had eaten anything proper, but she knew she could tough it out a little longer, Adagio felt the same way. Sonata was a bit hesitant at first, but as Aria pushed the bar even closer she finally took it with a small 'thank you', and began to eat it slowly, savoring the taste. Aria watched as Sonata ate and felt a small smile come to her lips for a moment, but it quickly died off as she looked back to Adagio. There was still a look of a annoyance, but she seemed more calm. "We really need a plan Adagio. There's no way we can keep going like this," she said.

Adagio nodded, agreement clear between the two. She knew she had to find some way to help her sisters, but all possible ideas just ended in disaster. There were no jobs that would take any of them and their defeat was not only spread through the town, but through social media as well. They were known by most of the world as un-trust worthy freaks and without their powers there was no way they could get by. It was their powers that had kept them adrift in this world, it was their only source to food, shelter and money. Never did they think it would be taken away from them just like that. Now, ever since their defeat, Adagio finally felt like their banishment from Equestria was a punishment. She sighed heavily and looked over to her sisters. Sonata was nearly finished with her bar and Aria looked like she was about to fall over from exhaustion.

After they both gave a shiver from the cold Adagio sighed once more and opened her suitcase to pull out a blanket. "Try to get some rest," she ordered as she tossed the blanket over to them. Aria caught it and began to wrap it around herself and Sonata before glancing over to Adagio. Adagio shook her head. "I'm gonna stay up for a bit, try and figure something out," Arai nodded and inched closer to Sonata who now rested her head on her shoulder. Aria felt the same small smile tug on her lips as she watched Sonata quickly fall asleep on her shoulder, but frowned as the reality of their situation came back to her. She sighed quietly and rested her head atop of Sonatas before falling asleep.

Adagio watched as the two finally closed their eyes and turned her head to looked towards the streets that ran through the town. She watched as a few people of the night walked by the alley, unaware of the three. She felt her eyes narrow as she watched them walk on by without a care in the world. Her fist tightened and her teeth clenched from frustration. How did they end up like this? Why did it have to turn out likes this? They've lived in this world for a thousand years, yet now after only half a year they sit here, homeless, hungry and defeated. Was this how it all ended. Adagio closed her eyes and shook her head. No, she would find a way to over come this. She always does.

As Adagio opened her eyes to glare back towards the street she noticed that a rather small blue car came to a stop at a red light. It resembled an old sports car of sorts, but looked a little worn out and beaten up. She felt her eyes linger on the car until the passenger side window lowered to reveal a large slightly tanned man. She couldn't help but scoff as it was clear he didn't fit with the car thanks to his size. He didn't seem fat, just to tall for it is all. Anyway, she for some reason felt her gaze linger on the young man as he scratched his thin layer of facial hair and flagged down a few bystanders. He managed to get the attention of a couple and began a conversation. She couldn't hear the conversation completely, but she managed to hear him ask directions to a place called, 'The Emerald Jewel' .

After a few fingers being pointed in a direction he nodded with appreciation and the couple left. The car was about to drive off as the green light came to life, but Adagio noticed that the man in the car glanced her way. It was a brief moment, but Adagio and the stranger in the car made eye contact. He wore a frown, but there was no displeasure, pity or hostility in his eyes. It was almost like he... understood? Adagio couldn't think on it to much since the car finally drove off and escaped her sight. After a few seconds she shook her head and crossed her arms. "Odd," she mumbled and quickly pushed the thought from her mind before getting back on track. What's the plan?

Adagio thought for a moment before a thought crossed her mind. The Emerald Jewel? As the name bounced around in her head she just couldn't think of anything. Was it a new establishment? Maybe, just maybe she could look for a job there. A new sense of hope filled her, it was a small sense, but she welcomed it. She would have to look for the establishment and just pray it was hiring. Or if it would even think of hiring her. She looked to her sleeping sisters and furrowed her brows. She had to look into it, for their sakes. It was up to her to get them back on their feet. It has always been up to her.

Author's Note

So I finally decided to write something on this site. Think of this as a prologue and go ahead and give your thoughts.