prologue

Prologue

My name is Cyrus 16 years old, 6'1'' 220 pounds. I live in a semi small town with a nice size high school. I work at the local restaurant as a waiter. I make minimum wage plus tips, which are quiet nice because 90% of the customers are older ladies and I apparently remind them of their grandkids.

I live with my dad and my step mom who I can't stand. But her side of the family is the closest family I have. Besides them my other family is over 6 hours away. But that’s fine with me because I don't like acting like I like my family. My family has always been really in my family’s business or mine.

I'm not very popular and mostly not really liked. People tend to either avoid me or be assholes. But I have a few friends were I can be myself and be happy. The teachers are nice and usually pretty funny but don't really do anything but make it worse for me when they make groups and force people to work with me. I usually go alone or try to be alone. I don't like to be around many people because I hate being judged or try and stay under the radar of what people expect people to act.

Like I said, I have a few friends, my best friend Josh is probably the only reason I haven't ran away or killed myself. He helps me escape my reality for a few hours when we hang out or catch a movie. Were both bronies so we always talk about the show or go for a walk to Wal-Mart to buy brony merchandise.

Most of the time when we go to the store we try and make the biggest fools of ourselves that we can. Even when we try not to we always end up coming up with stupid things to do. Like one time we got kicked out when we used the electric carts and were racing around scaring people. We were asked to leave and not to ever touch the electric carts because they were only to be used by old people.

At school I never talk to people except Josh or a few other people. Our school doesn't have many rules, at least not many that they enforce. I have a car, not much of one but she's mine. I got a deal for it but it still took me weeks to save up for. That plus I had to pay for countless repairs. I like to buy my lunch from my restaurant because I get a discount. Then I drive into to the local nature trail and find my favorite spot and eat. I like to sit at this special spot where I can view the entire lake. The sun shines across the water making this spot very beautiful.

I sat there alone for about an hour until I realized that I needed to get back to school. I was about to get up when I saw a purple flash. It buzzed and hummed as a purple oval sphere formed then there was a loud BOOM.

Whatever that was broke the sound barrier. The ground started to shake and made me trip over the edge falling off the side of the hill. When I collided with the ground I smacked my head on the side of the lakeshore, which was rock.

I woke to the sound of voices "I don't know rainbow." Said the voice.

"We should just leave Twilight." said Rainbow.

"I can't just live him here!" said Twilight.

My sight was still blurry and my head was still bleeding but there was a bandage around the cut was and I was pale white. I tried to sit up to see where I was but as soon as I sat up I got dizzy and fell back.

"Rainbow he's up!" Twilight exclaimed.

"WHAT?" Asked Rainbow.

They came over to me and helped me sit up. After I was up they gave me some water from a canteen. I drank all of the water. My vision was starting to focus to reveal two girls with concerned looks, they about my age with multi colored hair. We were sitting on the ledge were I fell. I gave a look of curiosity, ‘How’d I get up here.’ I thought to myself. One had a school girl outfit with purple hair, and the other with blue jeans and a tank top with rainbow colored hair. (That explains the nickname, but what about Twilight? She must like stars).

But before I could ask who they were I blacked out from all the blood loss. I woke in my car with the car started with it heater on low. I expected my head to be bleeding but when I checked my bandages they were only stained black by the blood but the cut was gone as if it never happened. I checked my watch, it was 6:30 pm and I needed to get home.