Betrayal, Lies, and Other Means of Screwing Future

by Maui

First published December 23rd, 2012 10:30

Maui, a pegasus of which his life is driven by anguish and despair. His family is but himself, he must face off against rivals from his distant memories, and face truth upon matters important to himself and the town of Kzat. But when people don't get to know you, they don't know your strengths. And one of Maui's is that he knows how to deal with his problems. All of his problems.

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"Rough Start?"

"Rough Start?"
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Betrayal, Lies, and Other Means of Screwing Future

"Rough Start?"

You can come across some ponies with a weird back story, like Celestia's. But that is another generation. I love how ponies hide behind facades of fake personas of popular ponies, yet manage to be arrogant all the same. My name is Maui, but everypony just calls me "The weirdo". I was a really nice, cool filly. Yet everypony knew my weakness. Words. This is my story, and after listening to this, you might think twice about who to pick on. Karma is a mean bitch.

Let's start from where I came from. I originated from the outskirts of a town once known as 'Kzat'. Now a days it's called 'Pony Ville', Whoever pony came up with that. I never really went there, ut that's not the point. It was a nice, shiny day, and a mother mare was giving birth in a cave about a half of a mile from Kzat. As I slithered out from the womb, I fluttered my wings as she cried in pain and joy, faintly whispering the word "Maui". Over the next year I lived in a cave with my mother, trying to learn how to fly, yet never really getting very close. When I was 2, I eventually learned how to gallop, at least. Three years past with nothing but me trying to fly, failing, never getting closer to my goals.

School wasn't much better. The kids, all they did was pick on me, all day. Even the teachers despised me. My mom never really tried to solve it, so I just left school. At the forest, everypony would throw sticks and rocks at me with magic, and the pegasi would drop muddy things on my head. They torment my soul and mind at all times.

When I was around 5, My mom was in a terrible comma. She was shopping near the Everfree Mall, when she was stolen and beaten by a Posse of criminals known as the 'Horn Hoarders' which were notorious for murder, rape, and kidnapping. The police and I searched high and low for her, and eventually discovered their secret HQ hidden away on the east coast of the Everfree Tributary. As we closed in, security guards for the HH spotted us, and it got.....uh, well.....physical.

I saw a Horn Hoarder snap an officer's neck right in front of me, and the officer's team mate shot the HH right in the spine with a magical blast of destruction. I will never forget that day. We went through the base, and reached the control room, and there was my mom. Bloodied and tied to the wall, it was I who untied her. She was in a comma for 3 weeks, 3 weeks.......

Eventually we decided to put her to rest right there. She had nightmares everyday, all night, and was experiencing all types of heart problems. I had never experienced such anguish, but I had to put it behind me. I of course, was still 5, learning without any relatives teaching me politically correct ways. I found meaning after meeting a Pegasus named Twister Swirl. She decided to adopt me and train me to fly. I never did go to school past 1st grade, but she didn't really like the thought of school. Twister Swirl loved me. I loved her just as much back, and we never separated. The first time I met a real friend, was when she chose me, I had never been happier In my life, I remember her more than my momma sometimes.

.....One night after training, and utterly uselessly at that matter, we took a walk on the outskirts of the Everfree Tributary. I didn't recognize the place, and Swirl took notice of it. We approached the abandoned HQ and I heard screams from the inside of my head, to run as fast as I could. She saw I was horrified and wanted to leave, so she said: "Ha! Are you scared, little one? Do you know where we are? If so, I think we should go in!" I said no, and I am scared to advance further, can we leave. She of course, says no, which then I decide to book it. Worst mistake of the century. She flaps her wings once, and vanishes into a veil of supersonic speed.

Swoosh! I zap to the ground faster than a sonic rainboom. She lectures me about how I could have ran into a monster, or fallen into the rift of torrential water. I give her what I like to call the 'Maui Stare', where I do this thing with my eyes, and can tell ponies what to do. She apologizes. I 'forgive' her and we head back home. We talk about how much we did great in training, and me being me, I wasn't modest at all. I say how I can get 10 feet of air with a running start, when she stops me mid-sentence.
"Maui?" She says.
"Yeah?" I respond.
"Do you want to know the truth?" Of course I said what the heck are ya talking about, when she responds,
"Your Six now. You can barely fly. I try very hard to teach you, but you just don't get it. Most fillies in school can already fly up to adept levels."

"W-w-w-what?" I was baffled. I had just been told I was inferior to just about every other pony my age, like before in school. I had about enough of that. No longer was I going to put up with the utter bullshit of being to stain of crap on the blue ribbon of everypony else. It's like living in a world of pure depression. I flapped my wings as fast as I could possibly manage. I ran as fast as I could, with all my might and life at my own fault here. And then, I steadily jumped headfirst into the river.

Author's Note

I've always kinda liked writing. It was always a hobby. I've never written a story, but there we go. Tell me anything I can work on, and I will sincerely try. My life was full of bullies, so that's where that came in. That's all for now folks.