- >The movies always told you that humanity always wins in the end.
- >Your scrappy, resourceful race has always shown its might in the face of great adversary.
- >At least, that's what you were led to believe.
- >This new alien race came in droves.
- >They were diplomatic at first, but the threat of a larger, more powerful race inhabiting your world scared the more ignorant masses.
- >Gunfire pierced the air that day, and you had front row seats to the inception of chaos.
- >Their pleasant looks merely hid their destructive potential as entire buildings fell with a glow of the horned ones.
- >These equine creatures, seemingly peaceful in nature, turned hostile in the blink of an eye as soon as one of their comrades sustained injury.
- >You hid in the many rooms of the apartment complex you lived in, as people scattered into the streets.
- >Judging by the horses' size, a few gallops is all that it took for them to catch up to anyone.
- >The horses, or ponies as they referred to themselves captured them.
- >The ponies without magic grabbed onto the scampering humans with their mouths.
- >A few accidental tastes later, they had a hankering for human flesh.
- >Spreading this knowledge among their ranks, any humans that put up a fight were immediately swallowed.
- >The more submissive ones were taken hostage.
- >Many ponies sported large, wobbling middles, often filled with at least one person.
- >Some celebrated in this new-found source of food, some were disgusted by it.
- >But all admitted to finding your flesh pleasurable to the oral touch.
- >How did you know all this?
- >Seems that most ponies forget to check under the bed.
- >Many passing conversations went by you, as adrenaline pumped through your veins.
- >Ready to run at a moment's notice.
- >But you only eavesdropped on the loud conversations that went by your room.
- >They seemed like quite pleasant creatures, if only you weren't their enemy.
- >Or on the menu.
- >You probably would have been friends with them in another lifetime.
- >But for now, your instincts told you to survive at all costs.
- >Having heard no commotion outside your bedroom in a while, you drag yourself out from under your bed.
- >Dusting yourself off, you grab a few essentials for the blind trip.
- >A bag, bottle of water, half-eaten bag of chips and a tin of bandages.
- >Better than nothing.
- >You stuff the meager amount of supplies into the bag before making your way out.
- >Though your bag's straps fit securely over your shoulders, it cannot hold much.
- >First priority will be finding a larger bag.
- >Opening the door from your bedroom, you freeze in your tracks.
- >A teal unicorn slept atop your couch, snoring gently into your cushions.
- >The white highlights in her mane and tail gave her position away to you far more than anything else.
- >Bright colors were a dead giveaway in the night.
- >Seeing how the pony slept so peacefully, you slowly tip-toed your way out, keeping an eye on the unicorn.
- >Her massive body rose with each breath she took, the sofa groaning with each inhale.
- >The soft mumbling from its mouth revealed the unicorn to be female.
- >The cute, little incoherent words that escaped her lips made your heart melt.
- >If only she wasn't a 500ish pound creature that could eliminate you with a mere thought.
- >Her hind leg twitches a bit and her ear swats at the air as you make your way past her.
- >Seeing one of these ponies up close is much more different than seeing them from a window 2 floors up.
- >A familiar peace fills you when observing her slumber.
- >Try as you may, focusing on a quick but silent escape was difficult.
- >The temptation to sneak under her soft, fuzzy underbelly crept into your mind.
- >A steady warmth emanated from her, causing you to hesitate in your step.
- >You pinch yourself, waking up from your delusion.
- >This is no time to be thinking of comfort.
- >Securing shelter should be your objective.
- >As you reach for the door, a force stops you in your tracks.
- >Your shoes are glued to the floor with a gentle glow.
- >A single drop of sweat falls from your chin, as your eyes trail to your occupied couch.
- >The mint unicorn stares at you with drowsy eyes, her golden irises piercing the shroud of night.
- >Before you can formulate words, she speaks first.
- >”Please... don't leave... for me? I promise to keep you safe...”
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Heart Things: Prologue
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