Murderous Love

Murderous Love: Prologue

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There is a line that goes in to a house, a big stone house with fences all around it. Inside the fences is what looks like a yard. There is all kind of stuff on that yard, basketballs, training machines all that stuffs. And there’s ponies walking around in there, playing basketball or lifting junk. This house is in fact a prison, and this line that have formed from the bus to the interior of the prison is the new prisoners. In this line stands one pony in particular. If you recognize what types of ponies that are inside a prison, you can see that he is not supposed to be here. He is scared, his eyes is open wide and you can see that he is thinking of everything that went wrong, his eyes moves all around the place and he blinks nervously every four seconds.

Everything is going really slow now, there is a fight in the front of the line, so it is not moving anymore. Everyone just stands there, a few is cheering on the fight, others talks and ask each other questions on how they got here. But not the pony in the middle of the line, he only thinks of one thing, and it is regret.

“Why, did I do it?” He asks himself.”Why did I let it go so far? I never meant to hurt her or anyone she loves!” For his surprise someone answers him, but not another prisoner, no, a voice in his head.

This high pitched voice gives out a small chuckle and says. “Well she was yours, and no one else could have her but you. She lied to you, told you she cared, and was thinking about you! She lied! All this time!” The voice lowered in pitch and became a demonic shout.” SHE LIED!”

“Yes, yes she did that little who...” He stops “But no! I loved her! I still do!” The pony talks like he was a schizophrenic.

“Yes but she didn't love you.” The demonic voice answered, now back to its high pitched tone.

Everything is going in slow motion right now for this pony in the line. Then without a warning someone behind him bums his shoulder.

“Hey man, whats you name?” It is a big muscular pony, with a big beard and one eye.

The pony looks up at him and finally manages to stutter out a name. “Uh.. Duke..Duke Venture..” Duke answers.

“I'm “one eyed” Thorn! And that over there is Strong boulder” Strong boulder nods his head and makes a groan. “He doesn't speak much, his father ripped out his tongue when he was just the foal.” Thorn says.

“I see you got a friend already! Well I'll be off! Bye! Don't pick up the soap!” The high pitch voice in Dukes head laughs and fades away!

Finally after what seems like hours the line finally moves. Duke gets to the guards at the entrance, they search him and lets him pass. In there another guard yells at him to move forward and push him so he falls face down in the dirt, One eyed Thorn rushes over to Duke and push away the guard.

“Alright is that how you want it?” The guard shouts and drags his baton, he doesn't come far before Strong Boulder steps in between the guard and Duke. A scared look forms on the guards face “Fine, we'll settle this another time.”

“Heh, already getting in trouble, I see.” Thorn smiles and helps Duke on his legs.

The day goes by and the prisoners are showed to their cells, Duke and Thorn has the pleasure to be cellmates, and Strong Boulder is not so far away either, only two cells away.

Thorn lies in his bunk and whistling the chorus of an old song. He glance down and see Duke standing at the cells bars and staring out at all the prisoners that are shouting and threading each other.

“Look kiddo, this is a prison. A prison for the toughest earth ponies Equestria ever seen.” Thorn inspects Dukes face. “I see that you are scared, you are probably thinking, that you are going to die. Don't you worry I and Boulder have your back, Isn't that right Boulder!?” Thorn shouts out as loud as he can it makes Duke jump a bit.

After a while there is a grunt and a small chuckle. Thorn laughs and continuing on whit his whistling, looking down on Duke and see a small but noticeable smile forms on his face.

Dukes turns around and looks at Thorn.”Thanks Thorn.” He says with a smile, he walks over to the bunk and lay down in the bottom one.

“So, whats your story?” Thorn ask after he finished his song.

“What?” Duke answers.

Thorn chuckles, “How did you end up in here.?”

“Oh. It's a long story.” Duke answers with a low voice.

“I got time.” Thorn replays fast.

“Well, okay here goes.” Duke begins his story.