A unicorn colt with a yellow coat and silver mane slowly walked through the streets of Ponyville. His face held no expression only a blank stare. He passed many other mares and stallions by. Staying only on the path he had been told to take. On his back he carried a small saddlebag; it was filled with various items. Items that could not be seen for the bag was closed. His walked seemed long but to him it was short. Soon he reached the end of his walk and found himself at the doors to the school of friendship; gently he pushed opened the doors and walked inside. The hallways were empty not a sound could be heard. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of every step he took. He walked a little ways in; looking around he saw six busts. He recognized them as the pillars of Equestria. But, he did not care for them and continued walking. He soon found himself walking by himself down one of the many hallways.

As he walked down the hallway he began to hear voices. Voices that were quiet at first; but as he walked further and further down the hallway. The voices got louder and louder; he found himself standing in front of two double doors. The voices were really loud now; he stood still in front of them. He stared forward at the doors hearing the voices coming from behind them. He stood still for a few more minutes until he continued down the hallway. The further he walked away from the doors; the quieter the voices got. He liked the sound of silence it allowed him to think. It allowed him to focus on his job. It allowed him to just be him. As he walked down the halls; he found himself at the entrance to a large library. He smiled and walked inside; finding himself a book to read and then finding a table for him to sit down at. Once at a table he placed the book down in front of him. Before he used his magic to open his saddlebag. He then took out a notebook and placed beside the book. He opened the notebook to the middle pages; before using his magic to take out some pencils and erasers. He began to draw in the notebook.

As he drew time moved on and eventually a bell rang out. He ignored the bell and continued to draw in his book. Occasionally he would look over at the book he had picked up. Before he would look back at the book he was drawing in. he drew and drew through two more bells rang. He then closed the book he was drawing in. before he shelved the book he had taken and put it back. He could hear others entering the library. Meaning it was time for him to leave and go back to his parents. He exited the library and walked back out into the halls. He walked slowly past everyone who was out in the halls. He didn't care much for crowds or talking to any creature. He mainly just kept to himself not wanting to bother others. And, also not wanting to be bothered by others. He stopped walking when he felt some-creature grab his mane and pull him backwards. Only to suddenly be slammed hard against the wall.

He looked forward seeing two colts about his age. Both of them were earth ponies; one was a dark green with a brown mane and tail. The other was light blue with matching mane and tail. He couldn't see the marks on their flanks. But, he did not care about either of the. He just wanted to leave and they were stopping him. He tried to walk past them but the green one shoved him back.

“Where do you think your going?” He asked.

“Home.” The colt answered.

The blue one spoke, “Nope, you can't leave.”

“Why?” He asked.

“Because you haven't payed the fine.” the green colt answered.

“Neither of you are cops.” The colt spoke it earned him a hard punch to the face.

“Shut it!” The blue colt snapped, “We know we ain't cops. But, this is our hallway; which means you need to pay a fine.”

The green colt stepped forward his horn glowed with magic, “So pay up or get trashed.” He finished with another step forward.

“Neither of you are part of this schools faculty,” The colt replied in his robotic like voice, “I do not need to pay. I am leaving,” He tried to walk away but the blue colt blocked him, “May I leave?” He asked.

“Not until you pay.” The blue colt answered.

“I am not gonna pay you.” The colt responded.

The green colts horn glowed brighter, “Oh,” he started, “You're gonna pay.”

Both of the had sinister looks on their faces until both of the were violently struck by something metallic. It made a loud metallic clank echo through the halls; followed by two loud thuds. Apparently the colt had used his magic to levitate a trophy behind them. He then used it to knock both of them out. He then put the trophy away before he looked at the two.

“I told you I wasn't paying.” He said.

“Hey!”

He looked in the direction of the voice, just in time to see a dragoness fly up and press him against the wall. He found it a little irritating but his face hid his emotions. But, he was already starting to dislike this school. He wondered why this school was recommended to him. Already, two students had tried to make him pay. Threatening bodily harm if he did not pay. And, now another student possibly saw the aftermath and assumed he had attacked them.

“I hate this school.” The colt said in a rather blunt voice.

The dragoness holding him glared at him, “And, I hate you. Wanna say anything else?” She growled.

“No.” The colt answered but that seemed to anger her more. He felt her grip on him tighten, “If you apply more pressure; you will cutoff my airway.” He finished.

The dragoness growled, “Who do you think you are? A smart-ass?” She snarled.

The colt answered, “No, I am a unicorn not a donkey. My name is Razor, Razor edge. What is yours?”

The question caught her off guard; she didn't know what to say. But, then she was suddenly kicked hard in the gut. She feel to her knees and groaned loudly as she held her stomach. The colt then walked over to his saddle bag. Only to be tacked by a gryphon and earth pony. He found another reason to hate the school. Every creature here was attack first and never ask questions. He caught sight of three more creatures, A yak, hippogriff, and a changeling. All of them were checking on the dragoness. He watched as the gryphon held him down. Growling a little as it kept him down.

“Don't you move!” The gryphon growled at him.

“I defended myself.” Razor spoke.

“You call attacking my friend defending yourself?!” The gryphon asked in anger.

Razor answered, “Yes, she assumed I attacked those two I knocked out. She applied pressure to my windpipe. Not enough to cut off my.”

“SHUT UP!” The gryphon growled in anger tired of him talking already. He didn't know what this colts problem was. But, he wasn't going to let the punk get away with hurting his friend.

Thankfully he didn't have to wait too long for one of the teacher to get there. Sandbar had run off to get one of them to handle the situation. He got off of the colt when Professor Rainbow dash walked up.

Rainbow dash spoke, “Okay, what's going on here?”

Smolder answered, “That little prick attacked me after he knocked Forrest green and Cool mint out.”

“Their parents are like mine. Not good at coming up with names.” Razor spoke it got him a glare from the two that were slowly regaining consciousness. Before anything else could be said Twilight and another mare quickly showed up.

“Rainbow!” Twilight shouted.

“Twilight!” Rainbow replied.

“Principal Twilight!” The six suddenly spoke

“Razor!” The mare beside her said as she walked up to him.

“What's going on?” Twilight asked.

By the time everything was explained to her. Razor had informed his social worker about what happened. She groaned a little bit in irritation and worry. Not only for him But, also his enrollment into the school. Twilight, she was stuck in between a rock and a very hard place. Her students had just met the schools new student. Not aware of his condition that she was just recently informed of. Taking in a deep breath; she prepared herself to explain to her students Razors condition.

“Everyone,” She began getting everyone's-aside from Razor's- attention, “The colt,” A small hint of worry entered her mind; knowing that she was probably about to ignite a very volatile situation, “His name is Razor edge,” she continued allowing everyone aside from Smolder to know his name, “He's going to be one of our new students.” She knew this was going to probably set everything off. So, before anyone could voice their disapproval to his enrollment. She brought one of her hooves up. Allowing her to keep everybody quiet, “I understand that your first impression of him wasn't exactly a good one.”

Smolder spoke up after that, “He just kicked me in the gut.”

Gallus was the next to speak, “And he attacked those two.” He finished.

Before anyone could say anything else; it was Razors' turn to speak, “I said I defended myself. They attacked me.” He spoke.

As Razors social worker began to talk with him. Twilight led the student's to the other side of the library. So, that she could possibly inform them about their new classmate.

“Alright,” She began as she looked at her students, “I can safely assume none of you like Razor at the moment?” She received a nod from all of them. It made her sigh out of despair. This would probably be harder than she thought, “Well, Smolder. I'm sorry that he hurt you and you have a right to be mad at him. But, understand this everyone; he didn't mean any of this.” She finished.

“Could have fooled me.” Cool mint replied getting the others to agree with his comment.

“Listen,” Twilight did her best to try and help them understand, “Razor has a mental condition known as Asperger's syndrome,” She continued as everyone looked to one another. Clearly confused by what she just said that he had, “It's a condition that is subtype of a autism spectrum disorder. He didn't mean to hurt anybody with what he said or did. He just speaks what's on his mind.”

It was then that Forrest green spoke “Then why did he hit me and Cool mint with the flag pole.” He finished still feeling a twinge of pain.

Twilight answered, “If you both attacked him like he claims. Then he had every right to defend himself.” She finished.

Cool mint spoke, “But we didn't,” He tried to defend, “We were only talking to him and then he said he hated the school.” He finished.

Razor spoke, “I said that because those who saved you attacked me.” The social worker quickly got him quiet.

Twilight was now more confused than ever before. One minute ago she was just talking to miss Quill; about enrolling Razor. Which included a lot of paper work; because he was a independent colt. Miss Quill had to explain to her that Razor had a job. Yes, a colt his age had a job of his own. She had asked who he worked for. The answer of self-employment surprised her. Why did all of this have to happen today.

“I know you're talking to them about me,” Razor suddenly spoke causing everyone to look towards him. His social worker trying her best to move him along, “They now know I have Asperger's; and they probably do not understand it.” The way he spoke was calm and contained. While the others felt it was more of an icy calm, “I don't think I'll make any friends in this school. Tomorrow I may make them hate me again,” He turned to leave the library as miss Quill tried to figure what to say to him, “I am used to it. It does not affect me anymore,” He turned to Twilight and the others, “Goodbye.” He finished as he and his parents began to walk towards the exit of the school.

The group was left in complete silence; they were left completely speechless. He was expecting to come back tomorrow; and he was expecting to make them hate him again. Sure, he did cause them to feel some anger towards him. But, they did not hate him. As he left each of them looked towards Twilight. Who looked at them with a concerned look.

“I know what I'm about to ask is going to be very difficult for each of you to do,” She began as she looked at her students, “But, can each of you give him a chance. He's had a very hard time at other schools,” She continued before walking towards the exit of the library. Before walking out she looked back towards her students, “Please......just give him a chance.” She finished before walking out of the library.

Her students were left to their own thoughts. Just a little while ago each of them were introduced to Razor. A colt with something called Asperger's syndrome. A colt that just attacked two fellow students; claiming that it was all in self defense. He even attacked Smolder; possibly also in self defense. All because he thought she was trying to choke him. All of them wondered if what he was said was true or not. After all they did just see the aftermath of what happened.

Razor didn't bother to look back at the group as he and the worker continued to walk out of the school. They remained silent as they began to walk through the streets of the town. The silence was broken when they began walking down the dirt road.

Razor spoke, “That could have gone better.” It was a rather blunt statement. It caused the social worker to sigh once more in irritation.

“Razor, this is the fifth school.” Miss Quill was quickly interrupted.

“Cool mint and Forrest green are at fault. Not me,” He defended himself, “Those two threatened me, I tried to leave and they threatened me with violence. I defended myself; that dragoness and others did not see it.” He finished.

“Yes I know. But, the principle and teacher saw none of that. And, from what I saw in the school hallways; they have no magical hallway sentry's,” She paused for a minute trying to keep herself calm and composed, “Razor, we don't need a repeat of the other schools.” She finished.

He responded, “Its already happened. Just like the first time and second time this story got rewritten.”

“Huh?” Miss Quill asked as the two finally reached his home.

Razor answered, “That's right you weren't in the first two.” He knew he confused her more with that statement, “I'm going to work in forge; I'm behind on my work.” He said before he entered his home and closer the door. Miss Quill stood outside for a moment before sighing and walking away. Razor was a hard case. But, he was one of her more successful cases. Rather teleporting back to her office; she decided to take the train back to Manehatten. As she rode on the train she wondered if anything else had happened while she was gone. She hoped they didn't try to contact him. She made it clear the last time; he was done with them.

Author's Note

her is the second remake of Razors edge. hope you all like it. leave a comment, review, like. whatever you want to do.