Not Such A Fairytale Life After All

Hello to the bronies of the interwebs. This is my first fanfic so all constructive criticism is welcome. Meanie mc mean criticisms are not welcome but i can't really stop you from posting them anyway. Just know that you won't get any cupcakes if you do. But enough typing. Enjoy the chapter.

Don't Buck With Gods

Kevin was laughing maniacally from across the table. "All in." he shouted while moving all his chips to the centre. "You got what it takes to to take me head on Purple?"

Yes my name is Purple. I am 18 years old and in my final year of high school. My parents never wanted me, so they called me whatever was the first thing to come to their minds which happened to be the colour of the paint on the hospital wall. They only kept me so that I could do most of their work and chores when I was old enough. Lazy assholes.

I looked at the chips Kevin had bet. 5000 dollars. I looked at my hand. Four eights and a jack of hearts. ‘Fucking idiot.’ I thought. "Call." Kevin looked at me in disbelief for a few seconds and started laughing again, as did his ugly ass friends who followed him around like a dog. I don't know why they do and I don't really care. "Full house. Give me five grand bitch." Kevin ignorantly proclaimed.

I flicked my hand on the table "Four of a kind. I'll be taking your money now." I smirked slightly at his dumbfounded expression. "Well, cough it up." I prompted.

"Fuck off Purple. I don't have that kind of money." Ok, now I'm irritated.

"So you were cocky enough to expect me to pay up but you won't yourself?" I asked, a vein slowly growing on my temple.

"If I don't want to pay, I don't have to." He arrogantly stated. ‘Sigh. I hate idiots.’ I stood up and punched him in the stomach. "Now we can forget about the payment." I started to walk away when Kevin shouted back with tears in his eyes "You fucker, my father is going to have you expelled."

‘Pathetic.’ I thought. "What is your daddy going to do? Cry to the Principal?"

"My father is the Principal you little shit."

Fuck. Why does the universe hate me?

"You useless excuse for a son," my mother yelled "How do you get expelled on the first day of school."

Considering I was already pissed off, it was a miracle that I hadn't snapped at her already. "It's not my fault the principle's son is shit at poker. He got cocky and bet a couple of thousand dollars and I won. When he didn't pay up I punched him in the stomach as payment. I got expelled because he whined to his 'daddy'" I said the last word in a baby voice which earned me another glare from my mother. ‘Why the hell is she looking at me as if I was the last boss in a game that she couldn't beat?’

"You fought with the principle's son? Fucking hell! Learn to pick your fights better you idiotic prick." My father said entering the room. ‘God my parents are the idiotic pricks, not me.’ I thought.

"Why does it matter? You never cared before; why the hell do you care now?" Before I could even make another sound, my back was against the wall and my dad’s fist was closed on my collar.

"I care because we had to pay a shit ton of money to enrol you in that school so you could earn more money for us," he spat in my face. The alcohol could clearly be smelt on his breath. "Now it's all gone down the drain. I should kill you now but the Justin Bieber movie is on and I don't want to miss it." With that he let me go and walked out the room. ‘WTF is wrong with him?’ I've asked this question since I was 7. I turned to go to my room but was stopped by my mother.

"Where do you think you're going?" she demanded

‘Crap, forgot about her.’ I turned to see her still glaring at me. "Actually, I can't stand the sight of you. Go to your room and stay there until tomorrow. There is no dinner for you tonight." she said.

‘No lecture? Lucky.’ I left the presence of my parents and went to my room. After locking the door I looked around the room wondering what to do for the rest of the night. My eyes land on my laptop and I smile.

"That was an easy decision," I whispered "My Little Pony." I had been watching MLP:FIM for a couple of months now, and what can I say, I'm hooked. It helps me to forget that I'm a prisoner in my life with no way out. Suffering in this hell-hole of a world to make the lives of the selfish easier. While watching one of the episodes a beep alerted me to an email.

‘From Unknown?’ I opened it and the only thing inside was

Want to go to Equestria.
Click the link below

What the? I clicked the link and the screen opened up to Rick Astley - Never Gonna Give You Up. It took a few seconds to register what was happening and then it clicked. "That bastard."

I pulled out my phone and called my cousin.

"Jake you are an asshole."

"I know right" he replied with smugness clear in his voice. Jake was the only one to know that I watched MLP because I happened to catch him watching it when I sneaked in his house about a month ago. He has a rep of being the coolest guy in his school, 16 year old smartass, and he was so shocked that I found out that he tried to bribe me not to tell anyone. T'was hilarious.

"Did you want something besides pissing me off?" I questioned.

"Not really. Do you wanna come over and hang out?"

"Probs not the best idea. Got expelled today. Parents are this close to using me as a punching bag."

"Dude it's the first day of school. How did you manage to do that?" he asked. I told him what happened with Kevin and how he was the Principal's son. "Dude, that sucks."

"Yeah I know." I replied "You know what, screw it. I'm coming over. Have the window open for when I get there. See you in 30."

"Sweet. See you then." Jake said then hung up. I grabbed a bag and filled it with what I needed, opened the window and jumped out. ‘Thank god we got a single story house.’ As I was walking down the street, the street lights started to flicker on and off.

‘Okay, this is never a good sign in the middle of the night.’ I keep walking but at a slow pace and I keep looking around cautiously. I heard a noise behind me and I turned around as fast as I could. My heart that was beating like a jack hammer, started to slow down and I turned back around.

"Boo"

"GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHhhhod!" I looked down to see a child looking up at me. "Don't do that you little squirt."

The child rose an eyebrow at me and started to rise several meters until he was 2 meters taller than me. "You're the squirt here boy." He bellowed down. He chuckled when he saw my dumbstruck look and shrunk until he was eye level with me. He just stood there staring at me, eye to eye. He didn't have ordinary eyes either. They were golden. Not yellow or a colour that looks close, they were shining gold. Finding my voice I asked "What are you"

"Me," he pointed to himself in faked confusion "Oh, what am I? I am Kronos, Lord of Time. But that doesn't really matter but what does is what I can do for you." Is this guy for real? Is he on drugs or should I be asking if I'm on drugs.

"So you're a mythical Greek god?" When I said that his face contorted in pure rage. Shadows started to gather around Kronos and the space around us started to contort and disappear.

"I am neither a myth nor a God, I am a Titan." Kronos spat the word 'God' as if it were a disease.

"Sorry. Didn't mean to offend." When you piss off a God, or in this case Titan, you apologise no matter how proud you are especially when things start disappearing around you. When it seemed like he calmed down, I steeled my nerves and asked another question. "If you're Kronos then shouldn't you be trapped in Tartarus in millions of pieces, if you don't mind me asking that is?" ‘Taking a leaf from Fluttershy's book never hurts.’ I thought.

He looked at me and simply said "I escaped." I just looked at him with confusion on my face. ‘That's it? No story?’

"Anyhoo, that story isn't very interesting and we have a matter to discuss. Do you want to go to Equestria? Land of sunshine, candy and pastel coloured ponies."

I stared at him for a few seconds then come to conclusion. "Yep someone definitely drugged me. Don't know how but that is the only thing that explains this situation and you, you funny looking hallucination."

Kronos sighed "Stupid mortal. Okay if this is an illusion then it wouldn't hurt to think about it. It's a good deal. You go to Equestria BAM just like that." He slammed his fist into his palm for emphasis. I stopped and thought about it. He does have a point and being a pony would be cool. Also I'll be able to escape this shitty world that is my prison.

Processing...done.

"Alright Kronos you got a deal." He smiled and was about to say something when I cut him off. "On one condition." That wiped any emotion off his face.

"Are you trying to threaten me?" he said darkly. Shocked at the misinterpretation I quickly shook my head.

"N-no of course not." I stuttered, totally shitting myself at how scary Kronos had just become. "I only wanted to show you my OC pony so you know what I want to look like."

His face didn't change with that answer and remained terrifying. Gulp. Then as quickly as he had changed, he turned back with a devious smirk on his face. "Okay. I'll change you into your preferred physique."

"Great" I said with a smile and pulled out my laptop and showed him.

Still smirking at me he said "Okay I got it. Hope you don't miss anything in this world because you'll never set foot here again." When he finished that statement, a massive scythe materialized in his hand and he swung it right through me. As my body was split into the many atoms it was made of, I felt my soul zoom off to God knows where. That was when I blacked out.

"Ugggghh." ‘Why does my body hurt everywhere? Wait, why does it feel different?.’ I lay on the ground with my eyes still closed, trying to remember what happened. Then it all came back to me. Titan, Kronos, deal, scythe, Equestria, ponies. ‘I'm a pony now?’ I smiled. ‘I'm a freaking pony.’ I opened my eyes and jumped off the ground "Hell yeah."

Wait a minute. Ponies don't have claws. I then took a look at my body and realised that I was indeed not a pony but a griffin. Trying to remember when in the world I agreed to be a griffin, I noticed a letter on the ground close to where I woke. I picked it up and read it out loud,

"Insignificant mortal,
Calling me a squirt and trying to control what I do is a bad move.
As punishment you are neither pony nor your age.
Enjoy you're new life as a 12 year old griffin, squirt."

"That bastard."

There we go. Chapter One complete. Tell me what you think and what can be improved in my writing, as I said, I am new at this.