I sighed once again as I ate my lunch in the corner of the cafeteria. Yeah. I was that kid, the one with the blank flank even as an 18 year old. In the Stables there were colleges, and he was the most picked on pony in this entire Stable. Stable 78, to be precise. I sighed and looked around. There was nothing in this stupid Stable I hadn't tried.

"Crimson...!" And here we go... I sighed. This stupid filly, Peanut Butter, was the one filly in this place who wasn't mean to me- But had other problems. "C'mon, play with me...!" She said, pouting.

Peanut Butter was a prodigy. She was years younger than me, but her Cutie Mark of an atom showed her excellent intelligence. "No thank you, Peanut Butter..."

"Oh don't be a party pooper!" She tugged on my dark red hoof, trying to get me to play. I refused. "Crimson Gala Apple, do I have to get my big brother!?"

I winced. From both my name, and her brother. I couldn't believe my mother, Ambrosia Apple, had given me my grandmother's middle name. My father, Evening Sky, a Unicorn, was lucky enough to not have to worry about that. Her brother, Jelly Sandwich, was one of the roughest and toughest of his bullies, and Peanut Butter used that to her advantage.

I sighed and defeat, and allowed her to drag me off as she squealed. My mood turned even darker.

"Hey, blank flank!" I groaned.

"Jelly Sandwich... Wonderful." He lifted me up in his white magic, the color of the baseball on his flank.

"Don't give me attitude, bub! I know what you're like, and you better not be infecting my sis! Next thing I know she's got no Cutie Mark and is chasing after m-" He was cut off as my silver aura clamped his mouth shut.

"Don't. Finish. That. Sentence." I growled and glared at him. We were in the facility, out of school. I was on my way home when this bastard showed up.

He grinned and snapped through my magic. "Oh, did I strike a nerve there? Something, you wanna tell me, Crimson? Huh?"

"Shut your dirty little mouth." I growled with a dangerous tone. He dropped me on the ground.

"Ha! I gotta get home to help Dad out. Tomorrow, get ready for a world of hurt." He stalked off, and I didn't have to try too hard to avert my gaze from his flank.

Okay, yeah, I think you've guessed it now so there's no need to hide it. I'm 100% gay, but that doesn't mean I like rainbows and go flaunting it around. And today, I was in a pretty bad mood... My thoughts ran wild with Jelly Sandwich getting the punishment he deserved.

I opened the door to my home. "Mother, I'm home and I'm in a really bad mood so could you and father please not-"

That day... That day changed my life. I never knew who the guy under that hooded mask was. All I remember was the two bodies lying on the floor.

I breathed heavily, legs shaking. There was a dripping noise, like water dripping from a pipe. My breathing was ragged. I walked up to the terminal at the Stable door, typing in the code. "Aaaaapleoosa. M-Make sure you have all five As, Crimson..." I stumbled out the door. I stumbled, I shook, peeling the stained PipBuck off of my foreleg.

I stumbled into the Wasteland, not knowing where I was, what I had done...

Or who I was...

Only knowing of my Cutie Mark, a sword slicing open an apple.