Chapter 3 Origins Part III.
Midnight arrived at school. He thought to himself that maybe he could try out some sports. He was off to the gym. When he got there, he saw Filthy Rich and Nasty Cash playing buck-ball, while Moondancer was painting a poster. The ball hit the bucket of paint, knocking it down, spilling a bunch of paint. Moondancer got ticked off.
“You did that on purpose, Filthy Rich!” Moondancer yelled, with anger in her voice.
“I didn’t, but I should have. You better watch your mouth” Filthy Rich replied.
Midnight helped out Moondancer by picking up the bucket. The ball tried to hit the bucket again but Midnight somehow managed to grab it before it hit the bucket. When Midnight had the ball in his hoofs, he decided to have some fun.
“Ok, here Filthy Rich” Midnight said while holding out the ball in his hoofs.
Filthy Rich went in and tried to grab it. But Midnight kept on juking him and started toying with him. When Midnight was done having his fun, he held out the ball in front of him. Midnight said Filthy Rich he can take it. When Filthy Rich went in and grabbed the ball, he had trouble taking it.
“Come on, Filthy Rich. Take it” Midnight said, with a smile on his face.
Midnight then tried to make it easier for Filthy Rich by turning around. But Filthy Rich stilled couldn’t get the ball. Filthy Rich was getting furious. Gritting his teeth, he head-butted Midnight but that put Filthy Rich in pain, like Midnight’s head was hard as a rock. Midnight didn’t even felt that head-butt. Nasty Cash rushed in and picked up Filthy Rich.
“Wow, Midnight. You really are a clown” Nasty Cash said, before walking away with a hurt Filthy Rich. Midnight didn’t felt right after that, like what he did was wrong. So he ran back home without saying a word. When he got home, we rushed into his room, and jumped on his bed, feeling exhausted. Midnight never felt that confidence in his life. Over the past few days, Midnight felt something that he never felt before in his life. He actually felt special, like he could actually make a difference.
“Maybe...it’s time for me to take action?” Midnight thought to himself, with question in his voice.
So…..he got his costume out decided to head out. Maybe he could try to take his costume for a test drive.
“Mom, I’m heading out for a little while, okay?” Midnight told her mom.
“Hold it, mister. We need to talk” Flora replied, with concern in her voice.
“What is it, Mom?”
“It’s about you Midnight. You’ve been acting weird lately after your first day of school. You’ve became less shy, you’ve become more arrogant, and more selfish. Plus, I’ve heard what happened at school, today. Listen, I know you’re changing, and I know how that feels when you come this far in life. Listen, the pony you become will be the pony you will become for the rest of your life. Just be careful who you’re changing into. Listen, your father once said to me at this kind of situation with these words and it changed my life forever. “With great power, comes great responsibility”.
“What are you talking about, Mom?! Are you trying to say that I might become something evil or something?! Plus, whatever happened at school wasn’t my fault! Filthy Rich and Nasty Cash had what was coming to them! They’re the main bullies of the school, I just gave them a taste of their own medicine! That’s all! So just…...just…….leave me alone!”
Midnight left the house in anger. He felt like his own mother had turned against her. He put his costume on at the nearest alley and started web swinging. It wasn’t that bad….for it being the first time. He felt like he was part of the wind.
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Canterlot was actually beautiful at night. All of the lights, the buildings, he wondered what it was like at Manehattan if Canterlot was like this. He landed at a near rooftop to take a break on the swinging.
“Whew, that was...quite fun, actually” Midnight said to himself.
All of a sudden, he heard a scream from a mile away. When he checked it out, he saw a burglar trying to rob somepony. Midnight went in and decided to take on this burglar.
“Hey buddy! You wanna pick on somepony? Pick on somepony your own size” Midnight said to the burglar.
“Kid, just walk along. You’re not involved in this” the burglar replied.
Midnight just laughed and walked straight in front of the burglar. When the burglar tried to attack Midnight, he just countered it and gave him a great, big, swinging kick. When the burglar hit the ground, Midnight web shot the purse he had and gave it back to the citizen. When he turned around, the burglar was gone. He shrugged it off and said that his work here is done and swinged away.
“That nice kid really needs a better costume than that” said the citizen and she walked away.
To Be Continued.......