Title:           The Story That Never Was - Chapter 14
Author:          Shermanator
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First Edit:      Monday 17th of December 2012 08:51:12 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 17th of December 2012 08:51:12 PM CDT

>>You have a bed
>>You have a roof over your head
>>You have food
>>And your physical needs to survive are being adequately met
>>It would seem that Celestia has smiled upon her faithful servant
>>That this little trip to the hospital was yet another pre-planned 'thing' coordinated by her
>>Well, maybe it was, maybe it wasn't
>>Twilight hates you
>>Rainbow, who was all about this whole “I got your back, Anon. No matter what” now pretends you don't exist
>>Life is just that much less worth living
>>You would have never imagined a pain like this in your former world
>>There, you had no friends and no family
>>You were a nobody. That's why Celestia picked you
>>You wouldn't be missed
>>At one time, you were overjoyed that you – out of the millions of humans – fit the bill for her >>experiment
>>Now you hate her for it
 
>>Several days after your admission to the Ponyville Hospice you are allowed to leave
>>Granted, with a cast over your left arm and a brace on your back that restricted movement
>>Turns out that you are a pretty touch bastard after all
>>After the beating you received, you thought for sure you would be in there for twice as long
>>You return home, which is still there, thankfully
>>You have to wonder if Celestia has a hand in any of that
>>Not that it matters
>>You let yourself in before shutting your door
>>Turning the lock
>>Securing the deadbolt
>>Slide the two bar locks shut
>>Secure padlock
>>Snap combination lock closed
>>You head into your kitchen and take stock of your food situation
>>It doesn't look good
 
>>Over the course of the next several days, there is the occasional knock on your door
>>You don't answer
>>You just have no fucks to give anymore
>>About anything
>>But your food reserves are dried up
>>You have precious few bits remaining
>>You feel better. You discard your castes
>>It is time to actually go outside
>>You put in the combination to your lock
>>Unlock the padlock
>>Unsecure the two bar locks
>>Undo the deadbolt
>>Disengage the normal lock
>>As you push the door open, you are bathed in the warmth of Celestia's light
>>It burns like hydrofluoric acid
>>Time to get this over with
 
>>You move through the market place
>>You do not look back, but you know eyes are on you
>>It's been days since anyp0ny has seen you
>>And, before that, you were penned up in a hospital
>>There is an aura of intimidation about you
>>No one gets too close
>>You are sure you know why
>>You stop when a mint pony, a unicorn, crosses your path
>>She wears a curious smile on her features
>>You take note of the harp on her flank
>>“Hiya!”
>>She dares to greet you
>>You half smile, lift your hand in greetings
Hey, th
>>Suddenly, a second p0ny zips between you two
>>This one was slightly more colorful, and possessed a flank icon of three wrapped candies
>>“Lyra, get away from him!”
>>This new one growls at you, causing you to recoil
>>“BonBon...”
>>“Hey, you! If you know what's good for you, you won't go near her again!”
>>You hold your hands up to chest level in submission
>>And watch as 'Lyra' is escorted away by this 'Bonbon'
>>This day is starting smoothly
 
>>A while later, you find yourself at a booth selling basic foodstuffs
>>You can afford nothing more
>>Given you know how to cook pancakes, and they are easy to make stretch out for a while with your ingredients, you start gathering those
>>Present them to the booth keeper
>>He looks upon you from a moral plateau
>>You can tell that he is aversive towards you before he even speaks a word
>>“That'll be forty bits”
Outragious
>>You state this flatly, not having the energy to assert yourself at a higher volume
>>“Take it or leave it, pal.”
>>You furrow your eyebrows
Is this how you do business with everyp0ny?
>>He scoffs at you
>>“No, just murderers.”
>>You recoil
>>If he knows, how many know? Twilight has not told anyone. She's a saint.
>>Dashie? Oh, God, no...
>>Would Dashie do that to you?
>>You put the thought out of your mind
>>You were the only human in the fighting circuit
>>All it would have taken is one pony, anyp0ny, to see it and then blab about it
>>“You buyin'? Otherwise I got customers.”
>>You snap back to reality and swipe your coin purse, leaving in a huff
 
>>Hours later, you finally manage to get the things you need
>>Sans one ingredient
>>You carry your bags with you, thinking you would make a quick stop to Fluttershy's cottage
>>She has been exceedingly open to you, and you know she'll let you borrow the flour that you need
>>You come to the bridge leading up to the cottage, finding Fluttershy tending to her animals in the distance
Hey!
>>You smile and life a hand high, letting her know you're there
>>She looks up, rather hastily, pupils shrinking to pinpricks
>>“H...hi”
 
>>You take a step onto the bridge
I was wondering if I could borrow something
>>She takes a step back towards her house
...Fluttershy?
>>You take another step forward
>>She takes another step back, not wanting to be within a dozen or so yards of you
>>She squeaks, helplessly
>>Hard to believe that just two weeks earlier she was begging you to spend the night with her
Is something wrong? Fluttershy?
>>“Do...don't come any closer!”
>>She breaks down and shivers, shutting her eyes
>>You lower your bags and take another step forward, at the height of the bridge
Fluttershy! What's wr
>>You suddenly find yourself tethered, the force of a tightening material knocking a breath out of you
>>You almost fall before you look over your shoulder to see an apprehensive looking Applejack
What?
>>“You heard the lady, Anon. Not another step forward.”
>>You turn to face the orange applejack, confused
But, I
>>“Ah think you better be heading home.”
>>You have a feeling you know what this is about
>>You look over your shoulder to Fluttershy
>>Then back to Applejack
>>She is beaming daggers at you
>>She will not let you 'hurt' fluttershy
What's all this about
>>You less 'ask' and more 'demand' to know
>>Applejack tugs you off of the bridge before dropping the rope from her jaws
>>“We heard everythin', Anon. I just... I just didn't think you were that kinda p0ny.”
>>Your hand tightens around your bags
>>The fabric whines under the stress of your grip
>>With your free hand, you throw off the lasso
>>You wanted to take one last look at fluttershy, and then decide against it
I'm not a p0ny
>>You start for home, walking right past Applejack
And don't you forget it
 
>>That night, with a still empty stomach, you ponder your situation in the light of a single candle
>>Fluttershy... oh sweet, innocent Fluttershy
>>Applejack, the bucking machine with an unreasonable attraction to you, has decided that you are a threat. A THREAT.
>>Twilight, the one who has been nothing but a sister to you, now sees you as an undesirable
>>And then there's Rainbow Dash. Her betrayal stings the worst of all.
>>Your friend
>>Your bro
>>You remember her words;
>>“I discovered you, so I have to protect you”
>>“You'll never get rid of me”
>>“No matter where you go, or what you do, I will always”
>>“Always”
>>“have your back”
>>Around town, they treat you like an alien
>>But then again, you are an alien. Aren't you?
>>They call you a murderer
>>It's true, isn't it?
>>That diamond dog knew the risks of the fighting circuit. Still, you tried so hard not to seriously hurt anyone
>>It's just not the kind of guy you were
>>Were
>>Celestia has wrecked you
>>Celestia has completely annihilated any chance that you might ever be happy again
>>But then again, that was never her intention
>>She just wanted you to obey her
>>Be her little human
>>You stand up from your seat and move across the kitchen
>>Your eyes are full of tears for what you have gained and lost in such a short span
>>You open a drawer
>>And produce the instrument that will fix it all
>>It'll fix everything!
>>You laugh to yourself
>>A sick, twisted chortle
>>But soon it grows into a shrill rush of adrenaline
>>Your insane cackling echoes through the halls of your home
>>They want a monster?
>>You will give them a monster
>>YOU WILL SLAY ALL YOUR PASTES