- >>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
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The Story That Never Was - Chapter 14
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