Title:           Anon in Equestria Chapter 1
Author:          Ththth
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First Edit:      Tuesday 10th of April 2012 11:19:56 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 10th of April 2012 11:19:56 PM CDT

>"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SO LATE I SHOULD FIRE YOUR ASS I DON'T NEED TO PUT UP WITH-"
>god, does this guy ever shut up?
>after the fight it took you about 30 minutes to get to your office
>you probably could have told your boss what happened,
> except for the fact that he's a massive dick and doesn't care about anything but money
>"ANON! ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?"
"What? Oh, uh, yeah"
>"THEN GET TO WORK!"
>as you walk by him, he slaps you on the back
>fuck,that hurt
>oh well, you can probably just walk it off
>eenope
>as you continue towards your desk, the pain gets worse
>its almost unbearable now
>you slow down as you near your desk
>"Well, what are you waiting for? Work!"
>he walks over and slaps you on the back again
"FUCK"
>you fall to the ground in pain
>"WHAT THE FUCK ANON? ARE YOU TRYING TO SKIP WORK OR SOMETHING? THAT'S IT, IM DONE WITH YOUR CRAP! YOUR FIRED!"
>wut
>you just got fired for being in pain
>as you're trying to find out what just happened, your boss picks you up and throws you outside
>fuck fuck fuckity-fuck fuck
>writhe in pain for the next few minutes
>as you regain your senses, you stand back up
>well, look on the bright side. you get to go home early
>start walking home
 
>as you're walking, you look up into the sky
>living near mountains means sunset lasts for up to an hour
>it's one of the nice things about living in this town
>ever since you where a little kid you always enjoyed the sunset
>living in this town your whole life meant you got a 30- minute sunset every night
>as you look back down, you notice a broken down old building
>that used to be 'the toy box' when you where a kid
>it was one of your favorite places until it shut down
>the owner of that store was one of the coolest guys you knew
>he knew how to do everything you ever wanted to do
>when he told stories, he made it seem like you where right next to the main character
>he could walk a tightrope like he was crossing the street
>he could play any instrument you could think of
>but best of all, he knew how to juggle
>you were always fascinated with jugglers
>so fascinated that you asked him if he could teach you
>it took a while, but you eventually got it down
>it was one of your favorite things to do
>a way you could forget about life
>he only stayed a few years, though. the last thing he said to you was something about not liking to settle down
>you chuckle to yourself as you finish reminiscing
>before you know what you're doing, you have 3 rocks in your hand, starting a cascade
>you keep it going for a while, until your foot hits something
>it's a step that leads to your old school
>you never liked that place
>learning was okay, even fun sometimes
>it was the teachers
>you always had a thing with teachers
>by that you mean they always hated you
>your peers weren't that bad, you just never liked a lot of them
>you actually had a group of friends
>most of them moved away after highschool, though
>the rest you slowly lost contact with, leaving just you and your buddy Phil
>both of you are busy most of the time, but you always find time to hang out and drink on Saturdays
>you pass the hospital next
>you would go get something done about your ribs, but you don't have enough money
>its completely dark out now, your house is about a block away
>it's not the greatest place, but you love it anyway
>before he started drinking, your dad built this house
>he was always a great guy, but years of living on almost nothing really got to him
>around the time you where 15, he started drinking heavily
>he would come home every night and start yelling at your mom until he fell asleep
>luckily, he never got too violent
>now you're at your front door
>you unlock the door and open it to behold a scene of horror
>blood, blood everywhere
>your mom is on the floor, bleeding and dying as a silhouette of a man rises, bloody knife in hand
>your mind goes blank
>the moment of pure terror ends and your instincts kick in
>you run
>and run
>as far as you can
>you run for what seems like days, adrenaline still pumping through your body
>and finally you stop
>as the full weight of what just happened comes upon you, you collapse to the ground
>the adrenaline fades away, and you can feel the full effects of running as hard as you can for that long
>every second pain pulses through your body
>you can't take it anymore
>you vomit
>it's all over you now
>you don't care, you just want it to end
>and so you fall asleep
 
>you're in the kitchen cooking something
>suddenly, the door burst open
>you look back and see a silhouette of a man
>he walks in, closes the door and locks it
>you try to run but he jumps on you and pins you down
>he then proceeds to beat you
>as he finishes, he pulls out a knife
>oh god no, it cant end like this!
>he stabs, and stabs, and keeps on stabbing
>blood flies everywhere
>you can feel yourself dying
>the door opens as the man stands up
>you turn to see your son, standing there with a look of horror on his face
> you try to tell him to run, but nothing comes out
>everything fades to black
 
>you open your eyes
>it's noon
>you look around to see where you are
>you ran into the mountains
>what are you going to do now? almost everyone you love is dead
>start to get up
>something holds you back
>it's your backpack
>you forgot you had that
>take it off, start looking through it
>feel something hard
>yup, there it is
>pull out your pistol
>you FUCKING IDIOT
>you could have killed him!
"well, even if you didn't kill him, there's still someone else."
>Put the barrel in your mouth
>wait
>no
>if im going to die, I know where it's going to be
>start walking up the mountain
 
>as you continue walking, you reach a forest
>the path slopes up, and before you know it, you're out of the forest, in front of a cliff
>look over the edge, it's pretty steep
>from up here, you have a beautiful view of the area
>it's a nice day to die
>you back up, get a running start, and launch off the cliff
>the wind blowing on your face feels so nice
>you close your eyes and savor the moment
>prepare for impact as you land
>on a mattress
>wait, a mattress? that shit ain't logical!
>you open your eyes to see a portal to your world close, and give you a view of a 2-dimensional castle
that looks like it had crayons shoved up its ass
>"Good job Twilight Sparkle!" says a womanly voice
>"So this is what a creature of chaos looks like?" says a lighter voice, probably Twilight Sparkle's
>creature of chaos? what are they talking about? and what kind of name is Twilight Sparkle?
>"not exactly, this spell summons a being from another dimension. I don't know if it's a creature of chaos" the womanly voice says
>another dimension, huh? that must mean they're talking about you
>"So what are we going to do with it?"
"How about stop calling me it?" you say as you sit up and turn towards Twilight
>they both gasp as you turn
>you see Twilight and your heart skips a beat