The Average Life of Apollo Coronis

For the first time in a long time, I was scared. The silhouette of a pony stood on the other side of my living room window. I felt like I was in some sort of horror movie, my situation fit the plot line of one perfectly. A bunch of high school students sleeping in a house together in the middle of a snowstorm a few minutes past midnight. But then I realized what had attracted the stranger, and it was the pegasus sleeping soundly on the windowsill. Featherweight was literally inches away from the pony outside.

My friend was in danger, and I wasn't going to hide because I was scared. My body hugged the floor, as I slowly crawled towards the windowsill. My heart was beating heavily and speedily. The shadow remained motionless, almost as if it were a mannequin. But at the same time, I felt like it was ominously staring at me specifically. Featherweight moaned in his sleep as I tried to call out to him silently.

"Silver... Pip..." He groaned.

I felt sympathetic for him, a pony who cares about him can't show it. I felt even worse for poking fun at him earlier, but I was going to make it up to him by saving him from whatever was outside. But before I could get any closer, the figure began to move. It's hoof moved on the glass, then I came to the realization that it was spelling out something on the frost.

"Come home." At least, that's what I thought it read.

Come Home?, what was that supposed to mean? I was too busy thinking about the message, that I didn't even notice that the figure had disappeared. Was he simply there to deliver the message? Or was he some kind of insane pony wandering through town? My mind began to think in the same way as a horror novel author all of a sudden, and I didn't have any idea why. I didn't gained any sleep that night, my body stayed awake and alert until the morning. Pondering that message for countless hours with no conclusions, twitching and shaking at the softest of noises, my sanity was slowly draining. Just a few hours ago I was having a normal, or even an irregular, day. And now I suddenly the target of some house-stalking freak! Time marched on and on, as I kept watch on the window.

My eyes turned blood-shot red by six (6) in the morning. The sun came up, and began to shine it's dim light through the letters etched into the frosted window. The birds outside were chirping cheerfully outside, it felt almost like spring was already here. Letting out a deep sigh, my hooves dragged me to the kitchen and into the refrigerator. A carton of apple cider sat on the bottom shelf of the cold white box.

"Better than nothing I suppose." I said to myself, as I reached for the cartoon.

Drinking straight from the carton wasn't usually part of my routine, but this earth pony was too tired to care.

*KNOCK* *KNOCK*

The sound of knocking startled me, and I jumped. My eyes could only stare at my front door. After gathering my courage, my hooves slowly trotting forward, as I wondered who could be on my porch?

The knocking stopped as soon as I reached the welcome mat. Did this mysterious guest know where I was? Looking through the peephole, I couldn't see anypony at first.  But then I saw something in the snow, a unicorn. The pony was wearing a black vest and a pair of black sunglasses that covered his eyes. He was just standing in the blanket of snow. If it weren't for the early morning sunlight, I most likely wouldn't have noticed his white coat. And it was then that I realized who the unicorn was. It was the pony who we ran into that day before, the one with that Shika was glaring at.

He didn't seem shady, or anything of the sort, he was just standing about twenty (20) metres away from my porch. I opened the door to get a better look at him. An extremely cold chill brushed past me, as a pile of loose snow fell on the porch in front of me.

I looked up, and I realized that the unicorn was staring directly at me. He then began to approach the house.

"U-Uh... Good morning?" I shouted.

He remained silent.

"Are you... Looking for somepony?" I asked, as he slowly trotted towards me.

Still, he remained silent.

"Hey listen here ma--"

Before I could finish my sentence he started to march aggressively towards the house.

"Uh-oh. This guy means business. What do I do?!" I panicked in my head, but remained calm as I slammed the door before the unicorn could get any closer.

Deep breathing, back pressed up against the door, putting both the chain and lock on? Anypony would do the same if an angry looking stranger was stomping up to them, in their own house, only a few hours after midnight. Then, all of a sudden, the one thing I had hoped wouldn't happen was happening.

*SLAM* *SLAM* *SLAM*

The stranger was trying to break in! Scared for my life, I jammed a nearby wooden chair between the handle and the floor.

"Uh... Hey Apollo..." A faint voice called out to me.

I turned to the living room, Pip was sitting up on the couch.

"Pip! Get the girls, and Feather too! Take them out through the back door!" I instructed.

"W-What's happening?! Is somepony trying to break in?" He asked calmly.

"Just go!" I shouted.

He nodded, and began to shake Featherweight back and forth. After Feather awoke, Pip explained the situation to him.

*SLAM* *SLAM* *SLAM*

The door vibrated on my back, this stallion wasn't giving up anytime soon, "Why is this guy even interested in--" I came to a speculated conclusion, "Is this the same pony who drew that message on my window last night?!"

Pip and Featherweight were already in my room, probably waking the girls. I had to get rid of this guy, but what if he was armed? What if he had friends around the house?! It wasn't safe for my friends to leave through the back door, he probably already heard what I had said earlier about their escape route.

*SLAM* *SLAM* *SLAM*

The violent slamming continued, neither pony on the either side of the door were planning to give in.

"Apollo! Everypony's outside, come on!" Pip shouted.

"Alright, just go--"

*CRASH*

The stranger behind the door had finally broken the door down, and I was being crushed underneath the large piece of wood. The white unicorn was pressing his front hooves on the door, downwards onto my back. I shouted in agony, the weight of the door was too much for me to bear.

"P-Pip..." I called out to my friend. But he simply stood their with a fear-stricken look on his face.

The lack of oxygen circulation in my body prevented me from hearing most of what Pip was saying. He slowly backed away from the stallion who was still crushing my body. The pain was unbearable, I couldn't move, speak, or even breath. Just how strong was this pony?!

Suddenly, the pressure of the door on my back disappeared. As soon as I regained my ability to breathe, I moved the broken door off my back. Looking around, the white intruder was nowhere to be found.

I gasped for air, and tried to slowly speak, "W-Where... Is...." My sputtering and coughing prevented me from speaking anymore.

Pip and, to my surprise, Shika came to my aid.

"Easy there mate. I'm not too sure myself what happened. But it looks like he's outside now--" Pip was suddenly cut off by a startling noise.

*BANG* *BANG*

"W-What was that?!" Shika timidly shrieked.

Pip was the first to dash outside through the front door, "N-No!" He shouted.

Shika helped me to my hooves, and we followed him outside. A cold breeze had blown against us again, but the sight before us was too distracting. A black and red pegasus was hovering in the air above the white unicorn.

"A-Alex?!" I shouted.

He completely ignored me, and stayed in the air staring down at the pony below him. Pip had disappeared from the scene, and Shika was peeking out from behind me.

"What are you doing here?" Alex asked.

The unicorn remained silent, and pointed at me.

"Him? What do you want with him?"

I would have liked to know as well, but he never answered. Instead, a revolver flew out from his inside vest pocket! With the barrel pointed at Alex, the black pegasus didn't move from his position in the air.

"Are you really going to shoot me?" He asked.

The unicorn stayed quiet, his gun hovering in the air through his magic. I wasn't sure if he was insane, or if there was some sort of conflict between them. But why was my principle involved with somepony like this? I wanted to intervene, but before I could a loud shout from above me.

"Stop!"

The unicorn, Shika, Alex and I looked up. Pip was on the roof with something in his hoof, it looked like a jar.

"No more!" The spotted earth pony shouted, before he tossed the jar at the unicorn.

The white pony snapped to attention, and his revolver began to fire shots.

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

The sound of the gun going off echoed through the area. I could see the jar flying above my head, and I could also see the bullets that shattered the jar. Glass shards rained down in front of us, I shielded Shika by wrapping my arms around her.

"Eep!" She squeaked, "W-What's happening?! I.. I'm scared!"

I tried my best to comfort her, "Hey hey hey. Shush, it's okay. Alright?"

She nodded underneath me, tears soaking her eyes. I looked up and turned around, and saw the unicorn galloping towards me at top speed! Alex was following him, and Pip jumped down from the roof and landed on my right side. And if that wasn't crazy enough, Featherweight had come from the back of the house with Silver Spoon following him.

"Hey! What's going on he--" Silver shouted.

Feather dashed towards us as well.

"Wait Feather! Stay back!" Pip yelled out.

And it was then, that I noticed the grey cloud of smoke above us. The cloud was quickly turning into a twister. Little bolts of lightning bounced around the smoke.

"W-What is that?!" I shouted.

Nopony answered, instead the unicorn tackled me into the freezing snow. And for the first time, I heard him speak.

"Finally... I'll finally end this nightmare. I'll finally end you, and Asclepius."

I had absolutely no clue what this nonsense meant. But I had no time to ponder on it, since the unicorn was busy attempting to suffocate me. The black pegasus finally caught up to us, and tried to pry the unicorn off of myself.

"Get off! Don't you see what you're doing?!" Alex shouted.

The unicorn shouted back, still clinging to my throat, "I'm fixing everything! I'm getting her back!"

My lungs gasped for air, breathing was more of a priority than understanding what they were shouting about. But everypony had already realized what was happening, as did I. The grey cloud had completely enveloped the five (5) other ponies around me. I couldn't even see the pony choking me through all the smoke and bolts of lightning. I started to lose feeling in my body, and everything around me began to blur. And my vision soon faded into nothing but blackness. Afterwards, I was rendered unconscious. As if I were falling into a deep slumber.

A deep, deep slumber.

I'm a pretty average high-school student. I have average grades and an average amount of average friends. I live about an averagely short distance from an average high-school where I learn an average amount of averagely useful material. I think I've already used the word 'average' enough. But I guess I'm just trying to express that I'm just your average earth pony: Apollo Coronis.

That's what I would have normally called myself on a day like that day. But when it all comes down to it, that filly changed my life. Was it for better or for worse? That's something only I can know, but I'm still in the process of finding it out myself.

I am no longer 'Average Apollo Coronis'

To Be Continued