adventure Should have seen it coming... Chpt #1

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You don't remember how you got here, and you don't remember why you are running, but you continue to do so out of pure fear of your surroundings. It is dark, hazy, and down right scary. You have been running for quite a while, so you start to slow down to catch your breath.

"AHHHHHHHHH!" You yell, narrowly dodging a purple energy blast. You fumble around to get your footing back.

You decide that stopping is not the best idea.

You can't run for much longer. Running has never really been your strong suit, especially when you are running through the Everfree Forest while being chased by six techni-color ponies. You're still not sure how you have managed to out run them for so long, but you don't really care. You just want to live.

You keep going along the only path you knew. It is the path that the Mane Six took to find the Elements of Harmony.

It is just a big dead end, but you are hoping that you would lose them along the way.

You've reached the spot where Fluttershy tamed the Manticore when you start to feel a tingling sensation all around you.

Upon inspecting yourself, you notice a dark purple aura that resembled the night sky has engulfed you.

You slowly start to rise into the chilled air of the night. As you ascend, you can't help but notice that the aura has slowly started to dissipate. At about one hundred feet, the magical aura has broken away and you were now free falling.

"DEAR LORD PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR ALL PAST SINS AND TELL MY MOM I'M SORRY FOR EATING THE LAST COOKIE!" You scream at the top of your lungs as you quickly speed towards the ground.

* * * * *

"AHHHHHHHHH-What the?" You start to yell only to find yourself in your own bed. You decide to take a gander at the alarm clock. 4:38 am.

"Shit."

*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

You knew what was on the other side of that door, you knew what would happen if you answered it, but you still had to answer that damned door.

You tentatively grasp the knob and turn. The second that the door opened an inch; the screaming started.

"WHAT IN GOD'S NAME ARE YOU SCREAMING ABOUT AT THIS UNHOLY HOUR?!" Asked your father in a slightly aggressive voice. Heh.

"Listen Dad I just-"

"JUST WHAT HUH!? DID THE LITTLE BABY HAVE A NIGHTMARE? Hmm?"

"asshole..."

"What was that?" He said in said in a more quite, and much more terrifying voice.

"I said yes sir." You said hoping it would fool him.

"GOOD! Now go back to sleep you little son of a bitch!"

* * * * *

You can't help but groan as your father leaves. He was a pain, and that is all he will ever be.

He used to be a pretty good guy, but then Mom passed away. He couldn't handle her death, so he did the only thing he could think to do. He drowned his sorrows away with beer, liquor, rum, or anything else he could get his hands on.

Though you can't say you were any better. You didn't drink or do drugs, but you shut yourself off from other people. Aside from the internet, you spoke to no one. The only social interaction was when you responded to other peoples Youtube comments, and even then it wasn't going into a whole argument about what they said.

You have tried to talk to other people in the past, but none of the conversations ever took hold and drifted away.

When people asked you why you were so anti-social, you would always tell them the same thing.

"Take a guess."

Then they would ask the same general questions, like "Are you gay?", "Are you emo?", "Are you depressed?".

After several tries someone asked you this.

"Are you a brony?"

That caught your interest. You proceeded to ask him about bronies, and he was more than willing to give you the answers.

Like all of your other conversations, this one started to drift off, but the idea of bronies stuck.

You wondered how grown men and teens could enjoy a show called "My Little Pony, Friendship is Magic" and be willing to tell others about it. Curiosity eventually won over and you decided to give the show a chance.

You fell in love with it immediately

You soon found yourself watching episode after episode. Watching fan-made shorts and reading fan fictions. Listening to the music and enjoying the art. You were a brony and it was awesome.

* * * * *

You have nothing to do today, so you decide to go take a shower. After gathering some clean clothes and a towel, you march straight into the bathroom. Stopping in front of your mirror was not a good idea. You have longish brown hair, deep emerald green eyes, pale skin, are about 5'11", and a little bit on the chubby side. You never quite liked the way you looked but you weren't completely ugly so you couldn't complain.

After your shower you decide to hop in your computer chair and proceed with your usual day of doing nothing productive.

Deciding that you wanted to watch some M.L.P, you go to Youtube and start scanning through the episodes. Not having watched the episode "Party of One" you say that this is your best bet.

The episode has come to an end and got you thinking "Everypony sends Celestia letters about their lessons, but never Luna. I know why they don't send them to her, but what would happen if somepony or even someone wrote her a letter?" You thought to yourself.

Finding the idea humorous you decide to go through with it.

Dear Princess Luna,

I've noticed that no one ever really sends you personal letters, so I wanted to do so.

This is not a letter concerning a lesson in friendship or a request for you to do something, this

is just a way for me to vent my frustrations and troubles. I don't quite understand why I am writing

to a fictional character, but what the heck.

I've never really been good around others. No matter what I did I could never make any friends.

It has never quite bothered me much, but I always wanted at least one friend.

I had always tried to make friends, but never could. This had made me pretty sad and really lonely.

Things only got worse when my mother passed away. Her passing had put me in a huge depression,

and made my father a raging alcoholic. He would get into huge fits over the smallest things and would

take it out on me. Sometimes physically.

I know nothing I write here will do anything but maybe get me more frustrated, but I heard somewhere that this kind of thing is supposed to help. Even if you don't read this,(Which I know you won't) I guess I could say it helped.

Thank you for your time and consideration

Your loyal subject, Red Hearts. .

That wasn't your real name, but you like it better than yours.

After finishing your letter, you decide to mail it like how you've seen Twilight do many times. By getting your dragon to burn it, but unfortunately you don't have a dragon on hand so you get some canned body spray and a lighter and do it yourself.

* * * * *

After nearly sixteen hours of doing absolutely nothing, you think it would be best to get some sleep.

After shutting down your computer you hop out of your chair and flop down on your bed face first.

Figuring out that it hard to breath when your face is smothered in blankets, you flip around to find

a rolled up piece of parchment wrapped in a black ribbon with a stamp in the shape of a crescent moon.

You can't help but just stare at this thing that shouldn't be there.

This shouldn't exist.

This can't be real.

You proceed to slap yourself (while leaving a huge red hand shaped mark on your face) to make sure you're not asleep.

After staring at it for about twenty more seconds, you make a dive for the parchment and yank it open.

Dear Red Hearts,

I can tell from your writing patterns that you do not reside here in Equestria.

And even though you are not technically one of my subjects, it honors me that you

would call yourself one.

What is written in your letter has saddened me so and I would like to help you in any

way I can. With your permission, I would like to enter your dreams this night so we may talk.

I await your response.

Sincerely, Princess Luna

"Whoa..." Is all you can muster after you read it for the tenth time in a row.

 

 

END OF CHPT #1

 

Link to story in progress: http://www.fimfiction.net/story/114702/1/should-have-seen-it-coming/the-letters