//------------------------------// // Twisted Relation // Story: Suffering: My Story // by 4ooves //------------------------------// Upon the corrupted town of Ponyville, I knew this lass, she was quite attractive type; nice, blue, slim, smooth body, glamorous diamond blue eyes reflecting realities darkest secrets, delicious brown chocolate mane swiftly miming the airs characteristics, and her elegance puts Marilyn Monroe to shame. I really liked her, I loved her. I really... Really loved her. As a matter of fact I still to this day love her as our marriage stays sailing on this emotion driven story that is our life. The only problem was back then was... She was taken, taken by this... This monster!! He is the devils son I swear too Celestia he is! The brutality when he beats up students, makes my skin crawl with electricity and anger... Well this is how I got the love of my life, my personal Crystal Heart. The date is the 21st of September, it was lunch time, probably around 20 minutes left, that’s an estimate, she was located at her locker with a with a couple of her friends. I’m nervous, silently shacking trying to build confidence, hey this is my first time okay? Leave me be... Anyway, this is also the perfect time to talk to her since... He’s not around at the moment. Her two friends exit the area leaving her there, I waste no time in approaching my goddess I see in my humble dreams. But suddenly I hear voices from the ‘lads’ distantly among the double doors behind me, because of this I become paralyzed with fear, the thought of being caught talking to her is a death sentence, as this happens I look at her from a far and she looked at me, she smiles at me and I smile back. The sight of her looking at me with that eye catching smile creates this feeling within me to grow larger. “I need this mare in my life, I just can't imagine a better life without her” I note within my head. As I proceed to retreat to the safety of my friends, it’s too late. I turn around to see the complete poler opposite of a decent looking creature, it’s him... And the ponies who well... Doesn't like me as much. Her so called “lover” had; short scruffy blond hair, a white, hench body type and vile green eyes. “You’re not thinking about talking to her are you?” he says with a large dose of hatred. “What? No of course not why would I do that? heh heh..” I nervously state in a blind panic. Time slips past like a Sunday afternoon, the stench of his BO and the past snacks that he has endured within the past hour increased the probability of me vomiting right there and then as that familiar burning sensation ignites an inferno within the back of my throat, added with the vile taste of Black Liquorish. It would be an understatement that his decisive behavior has put me on edge. Shortly after I become extremely uncomfortable as Lucifer’s obese yet muscular son with his; deformed, hench body guards shroud me encouraging me to go paranoid. My heart is beating at least two hundred beats per minute, I feel like I’m about to enter cardiac arrest or at least pass out, I become light headed and extremely sick, also feeling astro a little. Seconds transition into minutes and that inferno isn't being put out anytime soon as I scamper out from the; dingy, claustrophobic engagement, my legs tremble as I attempt to sprint for safety coursing me to collapse, onto my face, adrenaline sailing my vein and blood streams at high speeds, I cough with aggression upon impact due to the inferno in my throat before I lay there on the floor in pain, I turn around on my back as my vision focuses out and is only a blur. Not long after, all I can make out before me is a figure with long brown hair and what I could make out had a slim blue coat, like the mare I love, looking down upon me, my heart begins to calm down as my lifeless body lay’s limp before her. My hearing begins to decrease in volume and I feel numb, I slowly close my eyes and when all is black and I can’t feel anything nor hear anything, I get caught up into an endless nightmare. To Be Continued...