Title:           Fistful of Hope Prologue
Author:          GrimGravy
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First Edit:      Tuesday 4th of September 2012 03:21:44 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 4th of September 2012 03:21:44 AM CDT

Day 377 in Equestria, Present day
>The sun was rising
>You adjust your hat
>Looking left then right you step into the the middle of the road and face east
>A cool breeze rolls through the decrepit little town
>You have grown rather fond of this place, A shame really.
>Enjoying the cool air you stand and wait
>10 minutes pass and you notice something in the distance
>a small dot on the horizon
"hmmm.."
>It Couldn't be...
>A few minutes later you can see a silhouette of a pony against the sun.
>It was heading this way fast
>Everything suddenly felt very still
>You tense up
>As the pony got closer you could make out a Black flat rimmed stetson
>Only one pony wears that
>It was her
"damn"
>you mutter
>You Had been dreading this moment for awhile now
>She Advances towards the edge of town
>At her pace you could tell she meant business
>You muster the best straight face you can
>She enters the town
>A drop of sweat rolls down the side of your face
 
>she stops a good distance away from you
>Silence
>"...."
"...."
>She looks at you
>You look right back at her
>"...."
"...."
>The breeze picks again, A ghostly wail is heard as it passes through the empty buildings.
>A dog howls in the distance
>Finally she speaks
>"Fancy meeting you here, Anonymous"
>You nod
>She gives you a small smirk
>"So are you going to give me what i want?"
>You put you hands on your belt
"Afraid i can't do that"
>Her smirks turns into a scowl
>"Is that so?"
"Yep"
>Your right hand slowly inches it way to your weapon
>You knew full well you were no match for her
>And she knew it too
>"Might as well give up now, Anonymous" She mocked
>You shake your head defiantly
"Nope"
>She had magic, She had range.
>But you were clever, Lets hope that counts for something right now
>"I know why you want it anon"
>You say nothing
>"Even if it is a noble reason, I cannot let you have it"
"hm"
>Your hand finally reach's it's destination
>she notices this and sighs
>"Fine, If this is what you want"
>Before you could react her horn glows blue and a thunderous roar engulfs the town
>uh oh.
 
End of prologue