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// Chapter 6; Chain Link 
// Story: This Day is Going to be Perfect 
// by Freewing Alchemist P 
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Chapter 6; Chain Link


    Somewhere in...
    A lone stallion sat in the middle of a junk yard. His long, scraggy, tan mane fell around his face, his tail swiped the ground. His jade green coat covered in oil, encrusted in dirt. The Earthbound spoke, quietly. "This day was going to be perfect, a day that I have dreamed of since I was young, ruined and burning flame! Now all I feel is pain... Now I have nothing at all!" He roared to the mounts of scrap and refuse.

    He had been refused, his dreams gone. His name was Chain Link, he was a mechanical genies, but he was forced to work in a junk yard. ‘His Kingdom’ of thrown away things like him.
    "No, No, this can't be happening," He tried to convince himself of what he was looking at. He was huddled over a letter, a letter that was from his mare friend, Oil Slick, She had left him. "It's bad enough that I'm trapped her in this overgrown trash can. But I could have dealt with it if I had you. Now you are gone and I have this!" A hollow feeling tore into his chest and the worst he could not fix it. He knew that there was nothing he could do, he was empty and he would be like that forever! 

    He was the son of a Chambermaid and Master. That selfish , self serving unicorn made her abandon him in a dump! He could have just left him in an orphanage where he would never know but, NOOOO! The Day he was born, That very day, down the trash shoot! How could he know this? He had fallen into the arms of a stallion named Scrapper. Scrapper was the garbage stallion. The stallion was old but knew the value, the true value of things and kept him safe. Taught him everything too, a true loving father. 
     That was until he passed on. In truth Chain Link did not exist but Scrapper left him the all that he owned. He dare not leave this dump for he was technically not a legal citizen of Equestria, no birth records, no ID number nothing. But the Property was still privately owned by a shell company Scrapper had set up so Chain Link could have it, smart stallion he was. But in truth he was trapped, he loved Scrapper but hated being stuck in this world. 

    The thought came back, the thought of Oil Slick. She had pushed back the sadness and anger in his life. The Pain came back in force now. He opened his hooves wide as if he was showing the Scrap yard to the sky. "Buck it all, buck it all there is nothing I can do, I mean obviously but... what the worse you can throw at me now!"  That's when he heard a strange whistling noise he looked up in the sky. Something was coming this way, what could it be? He watched as a black figure bounced of the ground and crashed into one of the piles. He moved in closer to see what this new thing was. It was a strange pony, sleek, black shiny with a curved horn and insect like wings. It had tiny white fangs and a gray white frills of a main and a tail the same color. He had to bring this new creature into his home, especial if it could be dangerous. He didn’t really care about his own safety any more.

    This creature needs to be fixed first. Then he would go into town and see if he could find out anything he can about his new guest. He had so many plains to work now. In side his home he started to work. Construction of a frame was simple. A moving cast! Brilliant! He thought to himself as he went to work on his new masterpiece. He would have to go into town under cover and figure out what she was and even get supplies but all would be well.
     He need work to keep his mind sharp and off his troubles.