//------------------------------// // Chapter 1: The lonely child // Story: The Hacker Pwny // by Chetzi //------------------------------// July 24, 2012 early morning I sat there in my comfy office chair in my dark room watching a bunch of green flashing zeros and ones flowing down my monitor while emitting a soothing green light. While in my room I was thinking about how to put an end to that greedy politician that was taking bribes. I had transaction logs from a hidden bank account that if anyone had put two and two together, they would have figured out that the hidden bank account was the politicians. So than I had evidence of the logs and I just needed to find out where the money came from. To do this I had to shuffle though his hard drive with a root-kit coded by me. Porn, porn, governmental threats, gay porn, pasta recipes, lesbian porn, speeches in progress, and, most importantly, pornography. Man, this guy must been an avid chef! "Haha! Lookie here!" I said aloud as I had finally found the archived logs stored in his cookies folder. This was perfect. No room for doubt this time. If only I could have been so good during that missile hack. I felt my eyes becoming teary as I remembered that day. So many lives lost, and it was all my fault. I killed hundreds, no thousands of innocent people because of a stupid mistake. Their blood was on my hands. Ever since that day I had regretted that for the many months that came after the incident. Then I had heard one of my colleagues say regretting the past has never changed anything. What happened, happened. No thing or body will change it. But, if you really want to, there is one thing you can change. The future. Accept the past and shape your future. Have hopes, but not regrets. Ever since then, those words have been my motto. Once I heard that, I stopped feeling guilt and regret for my actions and had vowed to myself that I will be the greatest computer hacker of all time. I will never stop trying to learn, program, and hack. Ever since that moment two years ago, I'm still trying my best to be the best. My life is hacking and because of that I've saved countless lives by disarming nuclear missile strikes, preventing war, and stopping tyrannical dictators. Even after all that, no one knows my name or anything about me. There have been rumors, of course, but trying to find out my true identity or any other information has lead to nowhere for anyone trying to find me. I guess I should explain my past. Well, listen up. I don't like telling others about it. It was a long, and dark one. But it shaped who I am. And that's what matters. For as long as I can remember, I have avoided people. This is because, when I was younger and I still went to school, people called me a freak and kept taunting me. When I was with people I was always able to outsmart them and they hated me for it. All my life, I have never had any friends. I was always alone feeling left out and weak. I was always in the background and always chosen last on kickball games. Thinking back on it, it seemed childish. It wasn't when I was living in those memories. Because of those events, I had severe depression and came home crying everyday with no one to cry on. My parents both died in a war and I lived in a foster home and even there, all the kids treated me like an outsider and called me things behind my back. For all the time that I was there I never had the courage to stand up to them and eventually, I ran away. Since then I lived in the ghettos of Austin and because of all those years of running and stealing, I had become very good at free running. One day I was inside of some computer shop because it was raining and I needed a place to stay for the night. I was in a dark, lonely, corner when I heard footsteps. Trying to remain hidden, I curled up in a ball but the person walked up to me. I will never forgot those words he said. "Hello? Are you okay? You seem lost." "Y-yes, I-I'm fine." "No you're not. Your clothes are covered in holes and you look starving. Come on, I own this shop and I can't bear the fact that you live like this." He reached out hes hand, wanting me to grab it. I will never forgot that moment. That was the first time any one has ever been nice to me. I reached out for his hand and grabbed it. He helped me off of the ground and I could see his face. He was very old, about 80 or so. He was a short man with plain white pants and a stripped yellow and red button up shirt. Ever since that day, he has been taking care of me. Feeding me, teaching me, showing me all of the joys of life. It was the first time in my life when I was truly happy. One day, he introduced me to a computer and I was instantly obsessed with it. For the first time ever, I found something that you could interact with that wouldn't judge you or tell you it had to do things its way and it worked when I wanted it to. It was perfect for me. Because of that I quickly learned and adapted to computers learning everything I could about them. Years past and the old man became ill. He had contracted leukemia and had spent many days in a hospital bed. He was the only true person who I could call my farther. I had visited him every day until that fateful day of his death. But, I wasn't sad. Death has and will always be part of life. I've accepted that long ago. Now, I live alone, hidden somewhere in Texas. The only time when I go outside is at night when there are no people in sight. Humans are arrogant, rude, and insensitive and it makes me wonder why I do so much for this pathetic race of bipedal mammals. I should just let them destroy themselves. "If only..." I constantly whisper to myself. No. No more regrets. My childhood was a bad one, one that few could even survive. But it made who I am today. Don't feel bad for me. I wouldn't change a thing. It's all in the past, and it shaped who I am. The darkest clouds leave the brightest lights in the end. I was deep in thought when an alert popped up. As usual, I clicked the red "x" and moved on but it popped back up. This time I skimmed it, it read, 'He who helps the good using bad is no better than the bad themselves.' While trying to determine what this was for, time appeared to stop and a bright light encased me with a feeling warm all over. Once I slowly opened my eyes, I realized that I woke up in a dark forest. It was very hard to see anything and it was very hot and humid with my clothes sticking to my skin as I got up. After walking a few minutes, I saw the exit and started running toward it. Than I saw a similar white light and the feeling encased me again. Next thing I knew, I was in some colorful castle. I kept running without noticing any of my surroundings and hit a white wall dead on at full running speed. Then my vision started spinning and I just knew that I was going to pass out. After a few hours I opened my blurry eyes, seeing and hearing Princess Celestia and Princess Luna talking about how humans haven't been in Equestria in over three thousand years and how it's odd that's there only one. After that I noticed Luna looked at me and started opening her mouth, speaking in the royal CANTERLOCK voice. "Lo, dear Sister, the stranger has awoken!" I began to mumble, "Wha? Huh? What happened?" Luna stares at me in anger but Celestia waves her off and begins to question me in a booming voice, much like Lunas. "Human, how did you get here? I replied with, "I don't know, I was just on my computer..." I decided not to tell her about my hacker life for fear of her knowing about them and getting the same idea as the media where all hackers are bad and need to be sent to jail. "And I got teleported. Where am I? and who all of you are?" "You, Sir, are in Equestria and I'm Princess Celestia and this is my sister Princess Luna." Equestria? Where have I heard that? Then it was all coming back to me. I finally woke up all the way and remembered Equestria from the My Little Pony memes such as Trollestia and other stuff like that. I'm not a brony but since the beginning of this Internet craze, I've been accepting it and not really caring about it too much. If I saw a brony I would say Brohoof like I was one and leave it at that. I wouldn't judge them at all. Then, while I was still trying to get it all back in my head, Princess Celestia cuts in, "Well, we will have to get you home. But first, we need answers." "Axe away." Celestia gave me a quizzical look "Never-mind, ask away." I guess she doesn't listen to the Rooster Teeth podcast. "Well, for starters, what is your name?" My real name was Letix, but that didn't really fit the spirit of this world so I made up the most half-assed name I could, "Just call me Neon Blaze." "Ok, Neon Blaze, next question. Where exactly are you from?" "Earth." "Okay, last question, intelligence, speed, or strength?" "Uh, intelligence I guess." "Ok, nopony knows how to do transdimensional teleporting so it could take a while for us to learn it. So in the mean time I will make you a unicorn so you can eat our food and so you don't stand out and scare anypony. Do you have any preference for what city?" I didn't know of any cities except this one city I remembered from a meme mentioning Ponyville was a nudist colony. "I guess ponyville sounds good." "I will have my student, Twilight Sparkle, help you live in ponyville." Then her horn glowed and the light blinded me. When I opened my eyes, I noticed that I wasn't in that oddly vibrant castle and was, instead standing next to some big tree that appeared to have a house in it. But I felt odd like my body was there but my mind... just didn't feel connected. I tried to open the door belonging to the tree house because I didn't know what else to do, but when I reached for the door something odd came into my field of vision where my arm should be. Once I glanced at it and started screaming. "My hand, my hand it's gone! Why is my arm green!" I stared feeling a bit dizzy when I heard someone say "Hello? You ok?" It was very distorted and I had just fell over and passed out. After an unknown time later, I woke up with a jump nearly hitting my head on the wooden ceiling. Some female voice about 16-20 or so, asked me, "Are you neon blaze?" But I didn't hear her. I was freaking out desperately trying to escape. I found a window in my panic and jumped toward it. Right before I went through it I felt something warm encasing me and I shall purple dust around me and I felt weightless. I started screaming, completely losing it. "HELP HELP! RAPE! SHE'S GOING TO CUT OF MY DICK! HELP! I MIGHT GET PREGNANT" I felt some peace of cloth being shoved into my mouth and after a few minutes of thrashing about and pointless muffled screaming I begin to calm down. Once the girl noticed I stopped screaming she asked, "Are you Neon Blaze?" I glanced over to her and muffled, "drafupsh." She said, "Oh yeah, I should take the towel out of your mouth." Once I was able to talk again I whispered, "Let me go, please." "I can't. Princess Celestia said I need to take care of a pony named Neon Blaze which I'm assuming to be you." Than she lowered me onto the floor and said, "My name is Twilight Sparkle." She held out her hoof and I just stared at her. She was a purple horse with long, well trimmed purple hair with a stripe of pink going through it. I also noticed that she had a purple horn and there was a greenish-purple baby looking dragon to the side of her. Than I came to my senses and thought the only way I'm going to get off this rainbow hell world is to play along. Damn, this is worse than that time with the red angel gang shoot out where- my thought process got cut off by the dragon saying, "I don't think he's 'normal' in the head." The purple pony replied with, "No, he's a perfectly normal pony" I got up and looked around me. There were books everywhere. Not just that. There was a lot of human-ish furniture. Than I remembered my green arm. I quickly glanced down and I shall myself standing with 4 neon green legs. They all had hooves. I looked at my back and noticed all of my skin was neon green, slightly shining because of the light being let in from the window. Than I got mad. I wasn't about to accept that I just magically turned into a horse and that Equestria is real but, then again, I'm not the type to say it's all a dream and even then I don't dream this vividly nor about horses. I quickly become angry and said in a dark, low tone, "You, horse, get me out of here. Now." I angrily growled the last word while gritting me teeth. The dragon spoke. "Woah, he looks mad Twilight. I say we listen to him." "Spike, he is simply confused and I would never let anypony hurt you. Anyway, hello Neon Blaze. My name is Twilight and this is my assistant, Spike." Humans are famous for shooting first and asking questions later. While normally I would try to avoid any and all fighting, this was different. I started charging toward the dragon keeping in mind that so far I know 2 things: The purple horse can use some kind of bubble and stop me from moving and she was protective about her pet dragon. This gave me one option. The dragon started to turn around and run and when I noticed the purple horse's horn was glowing, I used my knowledge about her to realize that she was going to trap me into that purple dust again. I wasn't about to let that happen. I did an immediate turn and slammed into the purple horse before she could get me. She fell down clearly dazed with a reassuring *Thud*. "TWILIGHT!" The dragon yelled. I used this moment of opportunity to run for the door and bash through it. I slammed into the door breaking it clean off of it's hinges with wood splintering everywhere and without it slowing me down at all. As I dashed down the colorful village, knowing that I had no way of surviving the time it would take princess Celestia to get me back to my home. As I slowed down near some forest I realized at what I had done. I attacked the "person" who was suppose to take are of me. Damn it, human nature! Why do we always have to shoot first! I cursed at my self and heard some one say something very softly and quietly. "H-hello... are-are you... O-ok?" she was a very light yellow pony with long pink hair. Hmm, odd she had wings but no horn. She was shivering clearly terrified at me. "I'm fine." I said a bit too forcibly than I thought I would. She quickly replied with, "Ok!" than dashed off into some house at amazing speed. I thought about what has happened so far and I realized I need someone to help me. I walked up to the house the horse glided into and knocked on the doors. It smelled like... animal shit. I heard an "eep!" At the end of the door. Than a familiar voice answered. "I'm coming." I heard the door click open and I greeted her with saying, "Sorry about earlier. My name is Neon Blaze and I'm new here." she still looked scared but replied me with, " I'm flut-fluttershy, n-nice to meet you..." "Would you mind giving me a tour of Ponyville, Fluttershy?" "Not at all." She stopped shaking after I asked her for the tour. Although, now I'm scared. I did quite some damage on that purple-no, I should call her by her name. It was Twilight if I recall correctly. I really hope she wasn't hurt too badly.