Playing Cards

by DuskHeart13

First published January 1st, 1970 00:00

Everything has more than meets the eye, like playing cards. By the looks of your reaction, it can give away a good or bad hand, they think they won, but you throw down your cards, and you win. You think these card games are simple, but there's more to these cards than that. Kings, Queens, Jacks, Aces, and Jokers, the cards of destiny. Each person that is in the deck can make a difference when you throw down. Whether it be a number or face, it always makes the difference. These cards hold the powers, knowledge, strengths, and so on of their chosen. The kings and queens, the rulers. The jacks, the apprentices. The aces, the heroes. And yet there's always a joker, the dreaded card that noone wants, the card that holds hurt, angst, darkness, sadness, hatred… The villians… The call of an ace, a jack, and a joker has been answered, and they search for the cards, but they plan to accomplish the one way cards don't work with, alone. They have to meet the other cards in the deck.

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A New Player

A New Player
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Playing Cards

A New Player

DICLAIMER: Don't own anything cept my ocs and plot sequence. MLP:FiM is owned by Hasbro.

Where am I, Who am I, What purpose do I serve? These questions flooded through my head as many more did, why do I exist, am I trapped, am I dead? I start seeing a light ahead, I walk forward. As I'm walking, memories flood into my head, like a timeline. I keep walking forward, hooves echoing around me, towards the light. I walked into the light, most of my memories back, and I enter a white circular room. I looked around; there were symbols on the wall. A J, K, Q, Spade, and a letter or number or something that looks like a backwards 6, like a J with a circle instead of the arch. I looked and walked around the room, something seems weird about this room. A pedestal then rose from the middle of the room. A card lay on it. As if possessed, I grabbed to card and looked at it with interest. It was blank and had an ace of spades in all four corners. Then the card showed a blinding white light a stared into. I started feeling pain, unbearable pain. I screamed in agony, hoping it would stop. Then an image started to appear on the card. I can't see it clearly, the pain is too much. I scream into the air one last time.

I wake up in a cold sweat I looked around, still in my house. It was a nightmare, just a nightmare. I looked around my room and spotted something gleam in the moonlight. I walked up to it. It was a card facing down; it was shining in the moonlight, strange. I flipped the card; it was just like the card in that dream. 4 ace of spades on the side, except now it had a moon on the back of it, my name Black Spade in silver letters above where the ace of spades was supposed to be, and myself where that symbol once was. My ash colored coat, my dark purple and black mane that hung down to my back and slick tail, and the same feature Luna had on her flank for her cutiemark, except I was a blank flank, uncommon among my age, which is 16. I also had the flame texture at the bottom of my hooves except it was dark purple at the bottom of my hooves. Every detail, up to the wings on my torso, the horn on my head, and the purple eyes that glittered in the night, was there on this card, but why do I have this card? Why am I of all people on it? I need answers... I walked out of my house which was located about a 10 minute walk to a small town known as Ponyville. If I have to find answers, then that's where I'm gonna start.

2 hours later...

Celestia has just started moving the sun up into the sky; it was time to set off. I grabbed the card and put on my cloak, a midnight blue one that looked similar to the night sky, to conceal my wings. I don't want anyone to find out my secret yet. It's been 16 years of caring for myself and hiding amongst the wildlife, everyone would respect me like royalty for being a freak of nature. I don't deserve this, nor do I want this. I put the card in my mane and walked outside to start my trek. I hope no one has the same problems I do... That would be troublesome, and I work alone. I don't need anyone; I always took care of myself and no one helped then, so why now. I sighed and continued walking, the town in sight, about 8 minutes away. Nobody appeared to be in sight. I just got to continue. Then I heard screaming in the distance, it sounded like, "Cootie Barn Crusaders Mine Runners." That was strange, and tried to decode the text I heard. Well I don't know anything about cooties and barn sounds sorta like mark I guess, so it's cutie mark. Cutie Mark Crusaders? Well it's some filly thing so I don't know. Then the last words, Mine Runner, there aren't any mines around here so... What are they running about? Mimes? Rhymes? Times? Suddenly, three fillies running with their eyes closed bolted over the hill at high speeds, I had to run into trouble didn't I? I looked at Ponyville, three minutes away, well they're fillies what would I expect? Then all three fillies rammed into me knocking me down, the card fluttering down to the ground, I got up and caught the card just before it could hit the ground. I sighed, I had to use my wings for that, why didn't I just use magic? Well my cloak is still on, but two feathers, one from each wing, fell off. They'll grow back and I'm not a fashion freak, but this will reveal I'm an alicorn or something. "You should watch where you're going next time" I said. "Oh we're sorry sir," the yellow filly said, "we just wanted to see if we can get our cutiemarks for running around, dodging obstacles, blind." I raised an eyebrow, the orange filly shrugged and the white filly mouthed, 'Not my Idea.' I chuckled, "Instead of doing something at random to find your talent, find something you're naturally good at, like a sport or something." They nodded, inspiration in their eyes. The yellow one looked at me with a smile, the orange one looked at me mildly, like one does with everypony, and the white one was staring at the ground. "Hey, why are you staring at the ground?" I asked. She pointed to a feather, one of MY feathers. "So are you asking if I'm a pegasus? Or are you asking me to take off my cloak to see my cutiemark and a back-story on it?" I asked. She thought about this, consulted with the other fillies, and then they came with a simple answer, "Both." I sighed. "Well, as you can see," I said showing them my sharp horn, "I'm a unicorn, not a pegasus, as for my cutiemark..." I looked at where my flank was and sighed, "I'm blank." They looked at me with shock, expecting me to be a hero or a weirdo or something. "Nice meeting you then" I said before turning back to the path and walking off. I sighed, I'm not sure how I got out of that. Well it's time t venture forth. I guess I start at the library, maybe a book has something on the card.

3rd Person POV/Meanwhile...

The Cutie Mark Crusaders stood there, looking at the strange card the new pony (that they decided to call Grey) dropped. "Watcha reckon is this?" Applebloom asked, "It's not like any card I ever seen." "Well whatever this is," Scootaloo stated, "It looks awesome. I think we should keep it." Sweety Belle then glared at Scootaloo who simply shrugged. "It's not ours," she said, "We should return it! Maybe we can get our cutiemarks that way too!" "YEAH!!" They all screamed, "CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS ITEM RETURNING!!"