Prologue: The Death of Johnny Joestar
(Shakedown Road: November 12th, 1901)
“I won’t use the Holy Corpse anymore! It will just bring misfortune to someone somewhere.” A man with tears running down his face; could be seen riding on top of a brown horse, clutched in his arms and sitting on a brown suitcase was a small child, whose skin appeared folded like that of origami paper. This man was Jonathan “Johnny” Joestar, and the boy he carried in his arms was his son, George Joestar.
Johnny looked down at his son, his face riddled with guilt as he watched the boy's skin continue to fold like paper. In his desperate attempt to save his wife from the disease that afflicted her, using the Holy Corpse had transferred the disease to his son, and Johnny knew that he had no one to blame but himself. He was the cause for his son’s current predicament, and he knew what he had to do to atone for it.
“George Joestar. I’m glad that I was able to meet you,” Johnny muttered, a small smile appearing on his face as he held his son tightly. “This is… enough for me. I couldn’t exchange that for anything. I have found my happiness… That cannot be replaced!”
With his final words to his child spoken, Johnny raised his right arm up and pointed his index finger at his son’s head. Suddenly, the fingernail of his index finger floated up and began to rotate around said finger, causing a blue circular flow of energy to surround his hand. As the nail continued to spin, a pink, ghostly figure could be seen forming behind Johnny, looking at the child Johnny held with its yellow eyes.
“It will be exchanged for something of equivalent value.” Said Johnny, before closing his eyes. “But I have something here that I couldn’t exchange for anything.”
The moment those words slipped from his mouth, the nail circling around his finger shot forward with the power of a bullet, piercing easily through the skull of George’s head. The moment the bullet made contact, Johnny’s body suddenly became rigged and his eyes widened as a gasp erupted from his mouth. Slowly the skin of Johnny’s body began to fold like paper, while that of his son’s slowly returned to normal, and just as the blond jockey’s skin fully took the form of folded paper, he felt an intense pain rush through his skull, and it was one he was quite familiar with as well.
After all…“KABOSH!” It was the feeling of a bullet being shot into his head, and not just any bullet…
...But the bullet that he had shot into his son’s head, being transferred into and piercing through his own skull, due to the power of Holy Corpse that was inside of the suitcase he held.
The feeling of bullet shooting through his skull caused Johnny to lose his grip of his son and the suitcase, and the body of the jockey fell off his horse and slammed down onto the hard ground below. The moment he hit the floor Johnny could feel the life slowly leaving his body, his vision becoming fuzzier and his breath becoming more and more shallow.
As his consciousness fades, his body functions shutting down and his eyesight rendered useless, Johnny was completely oblivious to something rising from underneath the Gingko leaves he landed on. In yet another moment, from out of nowhere, a large boulder appeared five meters over the head of Johnny and began descending. Oblivious to the fact that the rock was mere moments from crushing his skull into paste, Johnny Joestar only had one single thought going through his mind:
“Rina… George… I love you both, and I’m sorry…”
“SPLAT!!!” On this day, November 11, 1901, on Shakedown Road in the town of Morioh, Japan, Johnny Joestar has died at the age of 29. The cause of death: His head crushed by a boulder.
(Unknown)
“...nny…tar.”
“...johnny… joestar.”
“Johnny Joestar.”
A soft groan could be heard filling the air, signifying the awakening of the person that it was coming from. His eyes slowly opened, everything in front of him looked blurry for a few moments, but eventually; Johnny Joestar found himself staring up at an orange colored sky.
“...What…?” Johnny muttered, placing one of his hands over his face. The blond-haired male lifted himself up into a sitting position, before he began to get a better look of his surroundings, and his eyes slowly widened at what he was seeing. The jockey found himself sitting in the middle of a wasteland, filled with dead trees and brown and green patches of grass, and in the distance was a lake of water, and when he looked behind him, he found himself looking at a train resting motionless on the tracks.
“This… this is where…!” Johnny stuttered, not believing what his eyes were showing him.
“It was in this location that you suffered a great loss, but as well you had learned the true power behind The Spin.” A voice coming from his front rang in Johnny’s ear, and swiftly the blond jockey turned his head and looked forward, only to be met with the sight of the lake.
“Who's there!” Johnny shouted, sweat forming across his broad as he raised his right hand. “Show yourself!”
“Still your heart Johnny Joestar, for I am not your foe. You know who I am, as it was through your usage of my former body, that you arrived in this location.” Those words, the calming presence that they radiated, caused Johnny’s hand to lower slowly, as an expression of realization formed on his face. “...It’s you isn’t it?” Johnny said, his voice coming out softly. “You're the Saint... that the Holy Corpse came from…”
Standing behind Johnny, away from his peripheral vision stood a man with brown hair, his eyes covered in dark shadows and garbed only with a white cloth around his waist and what appeared to be a crown of thorns atop his head.
“Using the Holy Corpse for the purpose of healing your family, while a noble in its intention, was still a selfish act. You were willing to cause another to suffer the same illness that harmed those you love.” The Saint said, the tone in his voice never changing from its calm sound.
Johnny, upon hearing those words, gained a sorrowful expression as a frown formed from his lips. “Is that why I’m here then? To be punished for making an incredible selfish action without caring who it hurts?” Johnny questioned, his belief being that it was the reason he was here.
“...No. While it was true that your action of using the Holy Corpse was one of selfishness, the action that you took which resulted in your death was one of selflessness, therefore you shall not be punished.” Said the Saint.
An expression of confusion appeared on the Joestar’s face, as if he was here because he was to be condemned for using the Corpse, then why was he here.
“As you wonder why you are here, Johnny Joestar, I have a question that I wish to ask of you, and the answer that you give will determine what shall happen next.” Said the Saint.
“...So whatever I say will determine what happens to me?” Questioned Johnny, his gaze turning to the ground. “...Ask away. I mean, what more do I have to lose.”
“...If you were to tell you that I could send you to another world… would you like to experience it?”
“...what?” That was the only thing that Johnny Joestar could say, as his mind was trying to process the words that he was hearing, these words that spoke about sending him to another world. “...Send me to another world, you mean another dimension? Like the power of Valentine’s stand?”
“...No, what I speak of, sending you to another world, is not the same as the power of D4C; to travel across dimensions. What I propose to you... is that you will be sent to a world in which you never existed. The events of this world would be foreign to you, as would some of the people you would meet,” The Saint said. “At the same time, there are those who you will meet that are familiar to you…”
“People… who are familiar to me…?” Johnny whispered, a single person coming to his mind before any other. “Does that mean… will Gyro... be in this world?”
The idea of seeing Gyro again, seeing the Gyro that he had met during the Steel Ball run, his friend who taught him the spin and helped him to learn how to walk again, was something that filled Johnny with overwhelming happiness. A happiness that he only ever felt with his Rina and George.
“...I can neither confirm nor deny this possibility, but before making your decision you must understand something, Johnny Joestar. While some of the people you shall meet may become your allies, there will also be some who will become your enemies and will not hesitate to kill you at any moment.” Said the Saint. “Just as in your previous life; danger surrounded you, so will it surround you and the allies you make. If you choose to enter this world, no guarantee can be granted that you shall not die once again.”
Johnny allowed the words of the Saint to stew in his mind, processing what he had just heard and began to weigh the pros of the offer to the cons. On the side of the pros, not only would he be able to live again, albeit in a world different from his own, but the possibility of seeing Gyro again was something to him that made it worth it in of itself. On the sides of the cons; however, Johnny mewled over what the Saint had said, that some of the people he would recognize would be his enemies, causing the jockey to remember the foes he made during the Steel Ball Race all those years ago.
“So, that means Funny Valentine could be alive in this world that I can go to. Not to mention that means anyone that Gyro and I killed could be there as well.” Thought Johnny, remembering the enemies he had fought against. “Not to mention… Rina and George won’t be there…”
The thought of never seeing his wife and son caused a heavy feeling to build in his chest, remembering that it was his actions that caused him to be separated from his family. Part of him wanted to ask for maybe get a chance to return to his original world, to have a second chance at being with them, but he knew that wasn’t possible. Johnny had died, and even if he could go to another world with Rina and George in it, it wouldn’t be his Rena and George inhabiting it, just lookalikes of time.
After pondering in his thoughts for a few more moments, the blond-haired man felt tears well up; in his eyes as he closed them, allowing a sigh to escape his lips. “...If I’m going to be honest, the thing that I want most right now is to go back to ‘My Family’... my wife and son who I would do anything to protect and make sure survived even if I didn’t. I want nothing more than to be with them…,” Johnny stated, feeling the tears running down his face as he spoke. “But I know that I can’t… I can’t be with them anymore; so, I accept your offer, but if I could ask just one request from you, just one request and nothing more…”
Slowly, Johnny stood up from the ground he sat upon, lifting his head up towards the sky and opening his eyes to stare up at its orange color. His mind was made up, as he spoke
“Please… let them have a happy life.”
“...”
“...”
“...”
“Even though what you truly desire is to be with your family, you understand that it is impossible to return to them and simply plead for them to live happily, even if you cannot experience that with them.” Said the Saint, how unknowing to Johnny, had a smile adorn his face.
The saint placed a hand on Johnny Joestar’s shoulder, said hand having a subtle glow radiating from it for a moment, before fading away. “Despite the deeds of your past; I can see that, at your core, you are a good man Johnny Joestar. Begin your new life knowing that your family will live a long life, and that your bloodline shall live on.” Said the Saint.
Johnny’s eyes widened in shock from the Saint’s words, before an overwhelming feeling of sleepiness began to engulf his consciousness. He could hear words being spoken but, was unable to make out what was said as his feeling of sleepiness grew stronger. Just before he was completely consumed by it, a single word managed to slip past his lips.
“Thank you.”
(Unknown)
“Lick. Lick. Lick.” A groan erupted from Johnny’s mouth as he began to awaken from his sleep, the cause for this being that he felt something rubbing against the side of his head. The blond jockey pulled himself up into a sitting position and opened his eyes, his eyes needing a moment to focus, to allow Johnny to see that he was staring at a horse. A moment later, his eyes widened slightly as he recognized it as a white and black spotted Appaloosa Horse, one of which he was very familiar with.
“...Slow Dancer? Is that you girl?” Johnny said, disbelief laced in his voice.
The Appaloosa horse let out a snort from her, as if confirming Johnny’s suspension; before she bent her head down and rubbed her muzzle against Johnny’s face, which brought a small smile to the jockey’s face. “I’m happy to see you too girl, it’s been a really long time.” He said, glancing at his surroundings. “Though, where are we right now.”
Lifting himself up to his feet, Johnny took the moment to look around at his surroundings and given the number of tall trees around him that the sun peaked out from, he summarized that he was in a forest. When he turned his gaze towards the ground, Johnny saw what looked like a brown knapsack made of leather sitting a few feet away from him and walked over to it, bending down to pluck it from the ground.
“What’s this doing here, looks brand new.” Johnny said, opening it up and reaching inside. “Given that it has some weight in it, its gotta have some in it.”
Feeling his fingers rub up against something, Johnny grasped the object and pulled it out, seeing that it was the back of a small mirror. “A mirror, maybe this bag belongs to a woman or something?” Johnny muttered, flipping the mirror around.
Johnny flipped the mirror around to see if the glass on it had any cracks in it, but when the jockey’s eyes made visual contact with the glass; and he saw his reflection, they slowly began to widen from shock at what he saw…
...In the reflection of the mirror, was the face of Johnny Joestar when he was at the age of 17 years old, the age that he sustained the injury to his spine that had rendered him a crippled man.
“WHAT… WHAT THE HELL!!?”
...A New Bizarre Adventure…
Is About to Begin.
Author's Note
Hi there everyone, welcome to the first chapter of my First ever story on this sight: Equestria Girls Steel Ball Spin!
I would like to start off by saying thanks for reading the chapter all the way to the end, and I hope you enjoyed it. Also just as the spoilers said, this story will contain spoilers to the very popular Manga series by Hirohiko Araki, JoJo's Bizarre Adventure, to which I you give a read if you want better contact.
The prologue of this story is just meant to set up the beginning of how Johnny Joestar arrives in the Equestria Girls Universe, and the following chapter will properly involve him exploring this new world, along with meeting a certain female teenager apple farmer and her family, so look forward to that!
Anyways I've rambled on long enough, but please leave a comment on what you think about the first chapter, love it or hate it (but please keep it appropriate), and I will see you next time!
Chapter 1: Welcome to Canterlot City
Chapter 2: Welcome to Canterlot City
(Johnny Joestar: Unknown Forest)
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!”
Johnny Joestar continued to stare at the reflection of his own face, unable to understand why he was staring at a reflection of his own younger face, not to mention why it was now sky-blue in color. Raising a hand up; he cautiously rubbed his fingers against his cheek, watching them sink into the skin before slowly pulling them back and watching the skin bounce back to normal.
The Jockey all took to noticing that his current attire; was vastly different from the one he wore before he died, but at the same time it reminded him of his old outfits too. Johnny saw that he was wearing a light blue, short sleeveless coat with golden star patterns, with a white, hooded shirt underneath with sleeves that reached to his elbows and had heart patches on the shoulders, a pair of denim pants that had a three, black star pattern running down the sides, and a pair of dark brown; ankle boots, that had strapped buckles on the back. He was also wearing a pair of blue wrist cuffs that had stars and stripes on them, and he was wearing a knit cap with a horseshoe hanging from the front, dark silhouette of a rearing horse on it and a large golden star on the side.
“Alright Johnny, just… just take a breath, and calm your nerves.” Johnny said to himself, taking a deep breath before letting out a sigh. “Ok, now think Johnny. You woke up in a forest, Slow Dancer is standing beside you and then; you find some kind of leather knapsack a few feet away from you and when you pick it up, you reach inside, pull out a mirror and your greeted by the sight of yourself looking as you did when you were seventeen year old, along with having sky-blue skin.”
For a few moments Johnny just stood there, silence returning to the area except for the occasional sound of bird calls and Slow Dancer’s soft neighing. “...And now I sound like a crazy person. Great.” Johnny muttered, tiredly rubbing the bridge of his nose.
“...Maybe, it’s because of The Saint…?” Johnny questions, remembering his conversation with the saint. “He did transfer me to another world, so it’s completely possible that he made me appear younger too.”
As Johnny continued to mewl over what was going on, a sudden thought ran through his mind and he quickly turned his gazed down to the fingernails of his right hand. If he was truly turned in back into a younger version of himself, that could mean he didn't have have Tusk anymore.
"Chumimi-in!" Before Johnny could think anymore about the idea of not having his stand, a familiar sound caused the jockey to turn his left shoulder, and he found himself looking a small pink, ghostly creature reminiscent of an small mammal. "Tusk!" Johnny exclaimed, a wave of relief rushing over him. "I'm so glad to know that your still with me!"
The stand nodded it's head at Johnny before disappearing, leaving Johnny once again. Seeing his stand relived Johnny of any anxiety he had, as he began to feel the connection he had with the 'Spin', meaning he most likely still had accessed to not only his nail bullets, but also to the different ACTs of his stand as well.
"So I only look younger in appearance, but I still have my abilities that I developed in my world." Summarized Johnny. "That's really good to know."
Deciding that his theory that the Saint had simply made him look younger(without taking away his abilities) was the most likely answer to his current predicament(not to mention the only one he had without losing his mind), Johnny placed the mirror back into the bag, and feeling that there were still other objects inside and began to pull them out one by one.
The first thing he pulled out was a stack of money, much to Johnny’s continuous surprise, and after counting he found himself holding over $2000 dollars, which he promptly placed back into the bag. The following items he pulled out from the bag were in order: A compass, swiss army knife, a small box labeled “medical” that he decided not to open now, and some fruit consisting of four apples.
The second to last thing Johnny pulled out was a green sphere, which he immediately recognized as the Steel Ball that belonged to Gyro. Even after returning his body to his family in Naples, Johnny kept the item as a memento to his old friend; and made sure that it was always in good condition, noting that it didn’t have a single scratch or dent on it.
The last thing Johnny pulled out from the bag was a photograph, which to his shock was of him and his family, Rina holding a baby George in her arms while Johnny was holding her from behind, the couple sporting smiles on their faces. Johnny allowed his gaze to linger on the photo, a sad smile on his face before placing the photo back into the bag and pulled out two apples before securing the bag onto his back.
“Well old girl, guess it’s just you and I know until we find some people who live in this world.” Johnny stated, holding one of the apples out to Slow Dancer. “What do you say we go find some civilization, huh?”
The Appaloosa horse stretched her neck out and graciously took the apple from Johnny’s hand, munching on it; while the jockey proceeded to get behind her and climbed onto his horse's back. He had also taken notice that she had neither a saddle on her back nor a bit in her mouth, but Johnny had experience riding horses bareback, so he was rather indifferent to the lack of equipment.
Settling himself comfortably onto Slow Dancer, Johnny softly grasped some of her mane hair and softly tapped his hand against her neck. “Alright, let’s get a moving girl.” Johnny said.
Slow Dancer let out a snort before breaking into a slow walk, Johnny keeping his balance easily as he took a bite from the apple in his hand. The duo continued in relative silence, the only sounds they heard consisted of Johnny eating his apple and crumpling of grass underneath Slow Dancer’s hooves. Due to the silence, Johnny fell into these thoughts, knowing that he needed a plan for when he arrives at a city.
“Well, first thing I’m gonna do is figure out exactly where I am, along with what country I’m in right now. The Saint said that the history of this world might be familiar yet different from the one that I came from.” Thought Johnny, taking another bite from his apple. “I should probably also try to figure out what I’m going to do for money, cause while I do have a lot right now, things might cost more in this world then it does in my world.”
Before he could contemplate his thoughts any further, the sound of Slow Dancer’s neighing brought Johnny out from his thoughts and he looked up to see a clearing coming up. A moment later, the duo or horse and man found themselves standing beside an asphalt road. “Well, looks like we found a road. Question is now, ``which way do we go?” Questioned Johnny.
The blond jockey began searching around the area from some kind sign; that would tell him of which direction he needed to take, but as he was searching, a sudden sound caused Johnny to turn his head to the left and saw something coming down the road. “What is that?” Johnny wondered; his eyes narrowed.
As the object making the sound grew closer, the Jockey saw that the object was automobile, though unlike the ones from his world, it was much sleeker and much, much faster, like it was a miniature train. Johnny also took notice that it was slowing down as it approached him, pulling to a full stop and standing right in front of him. Johnny just stared at the glass that adorned the side of the automobile; before the glass slid down and revealed the face of a woman, who much to Johnny’s surprise, had color skin like his own, only hers was yellow.
“Hello there, not every day you see a man on a horse walking along the road outside Canterlot city. Are you lost, young man?” The woman asked, a small smile on her face.
“Um, yes actually. You see I’m not actually sure where I am right now, and I was wondering if you could point me to the close town.” Johnny explained, speaking cautiously yet honestly. “You mention a city called Canterlot right. Can you point me in which direction I have to go to reach it?”
“Sure. You just go in the direction that I’m driving from, and you’ll see it soon enough.” The woman explained, pointing behind her.
“I see. Thank you very much.” Johnny said, a smile of his own gracing his lips.
“Not a problem, have a nice day.” The woman said, waving at Johnny before driving off.
Johnny watched as the automobile drove off, watching in amazement at the speed it moved at, before turning his head to the right; in the direction the woman told him to go. “I guess everything in this world is much more advanced than in my world. Like the Saint said, things here would look foreign to me, but at the same time; they’d look familiar as well.” Johnny muttered, before nudging to the right. “Well Slow Dancer, let’s get moving! Make sure to stay off the main road and run alongside the trees!”
Slow Dancer let out a loud ‘Neigh!”, rearing up on her hind legs with Johnny holding onto her blond mane expertly, before falling back onto all fours and breaking off into a sprint. Johnny made sure to hold on tightly to her mane as they raced by the trees, only one though running through his mind as they traveled towards the city.
“I’m really hoping this city has a barn in it, or my situation might get a little bit complicated.”
(Scene Change: Canterlot High School)
“Now class, if you turn your textbooks to page 175, we can continue our reading of the events that took place in the 1800s of America.” A young girl of 17 years could be seen sitting on a desk alongside a group of other students in the classroom, all them having textbooks in front of them as the teacher instructed them.
This girl’s name is Applejack, and she stood at 5’8 in height and possessed pale orange colored skin with freckles on her cheeks, long waist length; blond hair tied into a ponytail and emerald green eyes. Her outfit consisted of white and green shirt; that had a red apple on the chest area, a blue denim skirt and brown leather boots with red apple designs on them. She also wore a brown cowboy hat on her head and a necklace that had yellow and red geode attached to it.
Applejack had a tired expression on her face as she read the chapter, half-heatedly listening to her teacher speak as she did so. Usually, Applejack was a diligent student and would focus on what the teacher was saying; even if she didn’t fully understand it, but for some reason she just couldn’t keep her focus on her classwork, her eyes drifting to the window as she looked outside.
“I don’t know why, but for some reason I just can’t keep my focus today.” Thought the Cowgirl, furrowing her brows. “Been feeling like ah’m being watched ever since ah came to school today, but no matter where ah look nothin’s there.”
“Hey Applejack, you feel alright?” The southern girl turned her head to the side and found herself staring at a pair of cyan colored eyes, belonging to one Sunset Shimmer. The girl stood at the same height as Applejack, having light amber skin with multi-color hair of crimson with yellow stripes. Her outfit was made up of a leather vest that had yellow gems around the collar, with an orange short sleeve shirt underneath that had yellow and red sun design on the chest, a purple skirt and black leather boots with two bracelets around each boot. She also had a red and yellow geode necklace around her neck.
Sunset had noticed that Applejack had seemed to be both tired and distracted, and she was worried that something may be wrong. “You look pretty tired today, didn’t get much sleep last night?” Asked Sunset.
“No, it ain’t that. Ah don’t know why, but for some reason ah got a feelin’ that I’m being watched.” Applejack stated, placing a hand against her cheek.
“Being watched? What do you mean?” Sunset asked, confusion laced in her voice.
“Ahem!” Both Applejack and Sunset Shimmer eyes shifted to the front of the desk, finding their teacher staring at them with an annoyed expression. “Ms Apple, Miss Shimmer, if you do not mind, I would like to proceed with my lesson. May I ask you to continue your conversation after the bell has rung?” Asked the Teacher.
“Sorry!” Both Applejack and Sunset said, blushing in embarrassment.
The sound of some of the other students chuckling caused the two girls’ blushes to grow as they shifted in their seats, placing their focus towards their textbooks. 45 minutes later of listening to their teacher speak, the sound of bell ringing signaled the end of the class and the school day, and both girls packed up their items and quickly made their way out of the classroom.
“So, Applejack, you were telling me that you felt like you were being watched right?” Ask Sunset, as the two girls walked down the hallway.
“It’s just something Ah can’t quite shake, cause when Ah turn my head to look behind, nothin’s there.” Applejack stated, rubbing her hand against her neck. “It’s kinda freakin’ me out.”
“What’s freaking who out?!” Applejack and Sunset Shimmer both nearly jumped out of their skin and quickly turned around, only to let out a sigh at who they saw. “Pinkie Pie don’t do that; we nearly had a heart attack!” Sunset said, placing a hand over her chest.
Standing right behind the duo were five girls, two of them laughing softly to themselves, while the other four simply looked with slightly amused expressions. All five girls stood at equal height with Applejack and Sunset, with the first girl having light pink skin with waist length, brilliant rose pink poofy hair; and cerulean blue eyes, with the her attire simply being made up of a sleeves white shirt; that had three balloons on the chest area, a short tiered skirt made up of three different shades of pink; with white tights underneath and pink and blue open toed shoes. She also had a pink geode necklace around her neck. Her name was Pinkie Pie.
The second girl who was also laughing with Pinkie; had cyan color skin with waist length, multicolored hair similar to the colors of rainbows, magenta colored eyes and her outfit consisted of crop denim jacket, with a white t-shirt underneath that had a cloud and rainbow lightning bolt design on it, black athletic pants with rainbow lightning bolt designs on the sides, and blue, white and red sneakers with yellow thunderbolt designs. She also had a blue geode necklace around her neck. She was known as Rainbow Dash.
The third girl in the group had cream colored skin with waist length, curly pink hair along with opal blue colored eyes with pink eye shadow, and her outfit being made up of a blue colored dress with a butterfly design on the bottom right side along with a belt with a butterfly buckle, transparent detached sleeves and pink, leg wrap butterfly sandals. She also had a blue butterfly barrette on her hair and wore a light yellow and pink geode necklace around her neck. This kind young girl’s name is Fluttershy.
The fourth girl possessed snow white colored skin with waist length, curly purple hair and had azure blue colored eyes with light blue eye shadow, with her outfit consisting of sleeveless tiered blouse; with a diamond design and a belt with a diamond emblem, a blue pencil skirt and white and purple high heel shoes, said shoes having glass heels with bedazzled diamonds around them. She also had a blue geode necklace around her neck. This lovely fashionista was known as Rarity.
The fifth and final girl of the group was one who had violet colored skin with waist length, violet colored hair with brilliant pink streaks along with violet colored eyes, and her outfit was made up blue and purple striped shirt, with a purple skirt that had brilliant pink star designs on it, along with blue socks and blue and violet laced shoes. She also wore a pair of glasses and had a bow-tie that had purple geode attached to it on the color of her shirt. Her name was Twilight Sparkle, also known affectionately by the nickname Sci-Twi.
“Ah come on Sunset, it’s not our fault you didn’t notice us walking behind you.” Said Rainbow Dash, a smirk adorning on her face.
“Even still, pullin’ jokes right now ain’t good right now. My nerves already are shot as is.” Applejack said, wrapping her arms around herself.
Applejack’s caused the group (minus Sunset) to gain confused expressions, not understanding what she meant by those words. “What do you mean Applejack?” Fluttershy asked, concern laced in her voice for her friend.
“Applejack told me earlier that she’s been feeling like she’s being watched, but whenever she turns around, nobody’s there.” Sunset said, turning her head to the cowgirl.
“You mean like someone’s stalking her?” Questioned Dash, her protective instincts beginning to manifest.
Rarity walked over to Applejack and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Darling, would this be the reason you seem so distracted during our algebra class today.” Asked the fashionista.
Applejack nodded at the question, which caused the worry of all the girls to steadily grow. “This is concerning, but there has to be some reason as to why Applejack is feeling this way.” Exclaimed Twilight, racking her brain over a possible answer.
Pinkie Pie, who had been listening to her friends speaking, saw something out of the corner of her left, and when she turned her head to get a better look, she gained a confused expression on her face. “Hey girls?” Said Pinkie Pie.
“What is it Pinkie?” Asked Fluttershy, turning to her friend.
“Is it just me, or is that Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo talking with some guy on a horse?” The mention of the CMC caused all the girls, especially Applejack, Rarity and Rainbow Dash to look out the window that Pinkie was looking through and indeed saw the three girls speaking to a boy, who was standing beside a horse.
“Who the heck is that?” Asked Rainbow Dash, before walking towards the exit with the girls following behind her.
The group quickly made their way to the entrance and exited, taking notice that there were also other students taking notice of the three girls talking to the man on the Horse, but paid no mind to it as they continued to make their way towards the boy who was talking to the three girls. He seemed to have taken notice of their presence, as he lifted his head up just as they stopped a few feet away from him, with all of them simply staring at one another until finally the boy spoke.
“...Uh, Hi there.”
Author's Note
Hey there Readers, welcome to the end of chapter 2 of my story!
If you wondering why there's two chapters on this story already, it's because the story was initially rejected due to not meeting the standards required. In Admin of the site told me what I had to do in order to publish it correctly, to I started work on this chapter right away. I was also told I could still use my prologue if filled out the requirements in this chapter, which I'm very glad about.
Anyways, I hope you enjoyed the chapter and hope that you didn't find it to repetitive with all the character descriptions. The story will really start to get into the plot in the next chapter, so please look forward to it. Anyhow, stay tuned for the next chapter and I will see all you readers later!
