Escape Chap. 1 Part 1/3

Escape to Equestria Chapter one part 1 of 3

 

>You are Anon

>You dad, a massive jackass, named you posting on some dumb website cause some asshole got trips or something....

>Anyway, you deal with it, live life

>Attend dumb ass middle school

>Walk to and from school....dad to drunk off his ass to give you a ride, and bus wont come to your part of town

>As you walk home you hear shouting from an ally as you walk past the public housing block that squats like a rancid tumor between your school and your income-based 3 room apartment you share with your ass of a dad

>Not to unusual.....at first...

>then you hear yelping....

>Those sick fucks......

>As your peek around the corner, sure enough, its the Crowly brothers.....

>....pouring lighter fluid on a limping dog....

O fuck..

>Your heart drops into your shoes and you brain lets your legs take over, to mad to do its own thinking

>their backs to you, you get to within arms length when....

::Fwoosh!!::

NO!

>sick bastards lit the poor dog on fire!

>holy fuck.....

>You diver between them

>"HEY!" and "THE FUCK BITCH" shouted at your back as you rip your uniform jacket off and throw it over the dog in one smooth motion

>you smother the dog in your arms and run, flames licking at your forearms and neck,full tilt for the runoff ditch behind the building

>you can hear them chasing you now, hear the poor dog crying out

o god...please...

>with a leap that's really more a controlled fall, you throw yourself and the jacket-wrapped dog into the roaring waters of the public works runoff channel, drowning the flames instantly

>Blackness

>you mind seems to turn back on after a moment, and panic grips you as the dog squirms from your arms, he to no doubt fighting for the surface as your lungs begin to burn for air

>Strong hands grab you...

>rescue!

>Oh No....

>"You fucking little bitch.....who do you think your fucking with!"

>A jab lands in your side

>"Yeah, you little shit....maybe we should burn you instead"

>As you collapse, vomiting disgusting sewage water and gasping for air, the heavy boots of the Crowly brothers rain down on your head, ribs, and back

>"We gunah Learn you a leason this time You lil cunt..." shouts one of them down at you...martin you guess

Teach. it's Teach me a lesson yo- ::Crack::

>Well that was dumb.

>is the last thought that goes thou your mind before blackness grabs you and carries you away again...

 

>Everything hurts

>You hurt in places you didn't Realize you had places

Well shit.

>Its getting darker now. What is it? 5pm maybe? 6?

>you force your body up off the pavement, still dripping wet, a coppery taste in your mouth you are sure isn't run-off water

Well, Hello little guy.

>As you lift yourself up to your knees slowly, you find sitting not 5 feet away the dog you took for a swim...

You look a lot better than i do i bet

>As soon as you start to speak he bolts up to you and stands on his hind legs, front paws on your chest, kicking at your bruised and skinned chin

>you smile....

>Fuck, even smiling hurts

Lets get out of here boy.....maybe i can give you some food before my dad gets home

 

>20 min of walking later

>thank god, the lights in the house are still out....he must still be at the bar

Wait here boy

>you groan and hiss as you make your way inside and up the stairs to your apartment on the 3rd floor

>God damn it dad...you left the door unlocked again

>after grabbing a packet of lunch meat from the fridge,  you run to your room to change out of your bloody clothes quickly, all but your undershirt, before running back down stairs.

>Exhausted and hurting all over from your second beating today, you plop down on the front steps of your building and tear open the packet, the starving dog laying on the step next to you, gazing up at you in wide eyed wonder an unashamed joy as you feed him slices of ham until his little tummy is bulging

>Together, somehow, you and the dog both manage to pass out sitting on the steps, the sounds of traffic, loud music, and the shouting of other tenants less than background noise for kids like you

 

>"What the Fuck are you doing out here Anon....Is that My ham...you Bish..."

o hell.

>What a thing to wake up to.

>"Look at me!" Your dad shouts at you, right down at the top of your head, the neck of his current bottle moving under your chin and forcing you to look up at him

>"What the fuck is this....blood?? Do you know how much i paid for these clothes you you you ungratefully little swine??"

>You try not to laugh, but you cant help it

>He didn't pay for them....a local mission church donated them to you

>o hell...why did i have to laugh

>The bottle comes down on top of your head hard, and you see black for the second time in 3 hours

 

>Night

>Dark as fuck, and you hurt over every inch of your body

>You don't dare sleep inside.

>Waking your dad isn't worth the risk

Still here?

>Your eyes go a bit wide as you look down at the sleeping dog, half hidden under your singed coat

>At least smiling doesn't hurt anymore

>With all the tenderness of a mother holding a new born baby, you pick up the sleeping puppy, wrapping him in your coat and your arms, walking south

>The park isn't far, and the benches are comfortable

>This wont be the first time you have slept there

 

>a half hour later you find a spot under a weeping willow tree in the park, your eyes now adjusted to the dark

>Gently you lower the still sleeping dog to the grass and lay yourself between the roots of the tree

>This is actually kinda cozy...

>You just wish...

>"Little boy, why are you not asleep at home in your warm bed?"

>My god....that voice...like silk over glass, with all the warmth of a blanket made of sunshine...

I....

>As you look up at the speaker you totally lose your grasp on words, and your heart decides to relocate to your throat, in hopes of getting a better view

>Beautiful is to crude a word for the woman standing over you, the softest smile painted across her lips

>She laughs at your shock and consternation, and her laugh fills you with the deepest feelings of happiness you have felt in your short life.

>This is a face, a laugh, a smile...A voice....that you will remember perfectly the day you die of old age...

>"Do not be afraid young man....I have been watching you."

D-Did i do something bad?

>That glorious laughter caresses the air, and you could swear the tree sways with the sound of it, as if it wants to laugh to

>"O child...no...no...You goodness called me to you. You selflessness."

> As she speaks, the little terrier pup you saved flings it self into your lap and licks at your face and neck as if to offer you a not so subtle reminder

> w-*gulp*Who are you. Is-is he your puppy?

>Even as you speak the words they feel silly to you, but your brain is still adapting to this seemingly mundane situation that somehow leaves you in stupefied awe

>"I suppose he is....but then, most things good and kind and full of love living here in the world of man call me mother"

>We have just lost cabin pressure

Wa-

>The dog barks in agreement

>Please fasten your seat belts and place your oxygen mask over your nose and mouth....

>"Your father. He hates you doesn't he. even more than he hates himself"

>all you can manage is a nod, a shiver of fear running up you spine in spite of her warmth

>In a single, inhumanly graceful motion she drops to the ground next to you, her arms wrapping around you, the winding roots of the tree seeming to make room for her

>"What If I could give you a better life little one? What if i could take you far away to a land of love, and friendship...far away from you father...the wild hunt take his rotten soul"

>your eyes fall shut and you quiver at her arms wrapping around you, your heart unable to contain your joy at her offer

....please

>You barely whisper, eyes clenched shut, tears running down your cheeks, a sob in your throat

>You reach up and take her hands and sob into her arms

>You hear her silken voice shush your crying, and your hair stands on end as she kisses your brow, whispering

>"Your wish is granted, For all of my children deserve a chance at happiness"

>you feel dizzy, like your falling, and your eyes shoot open in panic

>light, blinding light!

>It's...daytime??

>you cover your eyes as the sudden daylight shines on you and your little dog

>As your eyes begin to adjust you look up...

Apples??

>"Eeyup" Says a nearby horse

wa---??!?

>Your poor brain,sick and tired of this shit, decides it has had enough of this sillyness and opts out of consciousness