//------------------------------// // So they met.. // Story: Sides of the Same Coin // by Ventan //------------------------------// Max suddenly woke up from being unconscious for three days. His body was sore all over for some reason. He couldn't move a muscle. It hurts every time he attempts to move. “Where am I?” he said as he looked around. “You, sir, are in a tree house,” a voice said. Max looked around, startled by what he heard. “Who are you,” Max said, fearing of the voice. “Calm down. I'm in your head. Just talk to me in the nogin, alright? As for who am I? I'm your opposite, you dipshit.” “What do you want?” This time, he thought of the words. “Nothing, really. I’m just glad that the idiot that fell unconscious in the Everfree Forest is now conscious.” “What happened?” “Well, scene you’re in the dark, you poor soul of an idiot, I’ll enlighten your puny mind as to what happened.” “…You’re a dick.” “Well, what gave that away I wonder?” “Whatever just tell me what happened.” “Well, when you’re running away from the village mob-“ “Village mob?!” “Yea. You were called a demon for having me. Got it memorized?” "Where was I running away from?" "Let's just say you're from an Equestrian town and you ran for your life. Period." "Wait, why won't you tell-" "Period." "*sigh*So, what happened?" "When you and the village found out your cutie mark, they flipped. Chaised you out of that city with torches screaming ' kill it with fire!' It was so hilarious! Man, if I can put it on replay, I'll play that manure for decades!" “…*Sigh* Go on.” “Yes, you ran for your life. Man, that face that you made when running! Bucking priceless! You ran for a whole day! Even when the mob gave up, you kept running. Care to enlighten me as to why?” “…You know why.” “Yes, but I want to here it from your own mental voice.” “…Because I was afraid.” “And why were you afraid?” “Because I’m afraid of facing the people that abandoned me.” “So what does that makes you?” “…A coward.” “ *sigh* I love it when you admit your own faults.” “Shut up! And if I may ask, who are you!?” “Are you stupid? Oh wait, yes. I’m your bucking opposite you-“ “No, I mean: What’s your name?” “… Why you ask?” “Well, sense I have to deal with you for the rest of my life, I might as well know what to call you.” “… I don’t have a name, you retard. I’m you; your other. I’m the opposite of you. Why the hell would I need a name for?” “…Xam.” “What?” “That’s your new name: Xam. Sense you’re the opposite of me, I might as well reverse my name and give it to you.” “…You are seriously a retard. But since it’s from you, I’ll take it. And just so we’re clear: It’s not like I hate the name or anything, ok? It’s just that I have nothing else better in mind and I hate complications.” “Alright, Xam, what now?” “*sigh* After you passed out like an idiot, an orange Pegasus with purple hair came and took you here. Thank Celestia that you were breathing, or else she would leave your dumb flank back at that forest.” “Huh. So I should thank her if I had a chance.” Just then, Max heard footsteps from the door. “Who’s there,” Max asked. “Oh, you’re awake. I thought taking you was all for nothing,” came a voice. “Are you the one that rescued me,” he asked. “Yea. Give me a sec to get up there. Then, we’ll talk,” the voice responded. “Make sure you thank her properly, you dipshit, or else I’ll take over” “Celestia, the idea of letting you taking control scares me.” “Good. And I’d like to keep it that way” “Are you ok,” the voice said that shocked Max into reality. He turned his head to find an orange pegasis with purple hair next to him, looking down at him. “Oh, yea. I’m ok. Thanks for helping me out back there.” Max replied. “No problem. Names Scootaloo. What’s yours?” “My name’s Max. I was wondering where am I? Can you fill me in?” Scootaloo filled Max in, from where he is, to the CMC, and basically anything any lost and confused pony would ask. “Now that I told you what I know, it’s your turn to answer my question.” Scootaloo finished. “Alright, ask away.” Max replied. “Where did you come from?” Max’s face expression turned from generous to a dark, blank expression. Even his black eyes, if ever possible, darkened. “I…I don't know.” “What? Why,” Scootaloo pressed. “Please… stop,” Max said. Xam was for whatever reason want to scream in rage. Max tries to control the endless rage coming from Xam. “Come on, how can you forget where you're born and raised?” “Just… stop… I’m begging you,” Max begged, trying to control Xam from exploding before- “It can’t be that bad. Come on and tell-“ “STOP ASKING, YOU BUCKING IDIOT! CAN’T YOU SEE HE DOESN’T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!?” Scootaloo stopped and was both shocked and scared. Max’s eyes went from black to… red. His short main went from black to red. His coat was from gray to a straight black. His voice; from gentle and calm to harsh and scathing. It's as if... he's a completely different pony. Scootaloo managed the only words out of her mouth: "Who... are you?" It was Xam. He realized he took over and quickly retreated, making Max in total control, physically and mentally. “Scoot… I’m so sorry,” Max, said, shaking from his recent action. “I’m…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pressed,” Scootaloo replied with a sad expression,” I guess my curiosity got the better of me.” “No… sense I was the one who screamed, I should answer that question. The one that you asked 'Who are you'. Again, I'm Max and that guy was-" "Don't you bucking dare!" "She has to at least know who you are, Xam! After all, you SCREAMED at her!" "Well, she should mind her own damn business, now should she." "YOU'RE THE WORST!" "GEE, I WONDER HOW THE TARTERUS DID YOU FIND THAT OUT! Maybe it's my completion? YOU BUCKING TELL ME!" "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!" "BECAUSE I'M TRYING TO PROTECT YOU, BUCKING IDIOT!!" "... What?" "*sigh* It's better this way. Trust me." "Hey, are you ok?" Scootaloo asked. "Yea, I'm-" Max managed before he blacked out.