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// The Dark Colt Rises Part 1 
// Story: The Dark Colt 
// by Mr.RealityTheBrony 
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I've forgotten my name, and I don't care to remember it, I've been living in the Forbidden Forrest, since I was just a foal, a weak, cowardly foal, it all began 20 years ago, I was only 10, I lived happily with my Mom and Dad, on the outskirts of Ponyville, I grew up poor, but happy. Top of my class, captain of the junior flying club, but i still found time to help out on the farm. Dad was a vegetable salesman, with his own stall and everything, but with the huge amount of apples, sold by Granny Smith all by herself, we didnt sell that much. Mom was a stay at home mom, and was a darn good one too, always cleaning up the house but still finding time to make the best hay fries ive ever had. I was the happiest foal in the world, and i thought nothing could change it. And then that one fateful night, that blasted night, where it was all taken away from me. I was in bed, reading the newest book in the series of Daring Do, and was drifting off to sleep when I heard a loud noise downstairs, being the coward I was, I went straight to my mother and father,  convinced there was a monster downstairs,trying to find me and eat me.  My parents finally calmed me down enough to assure me it was nothing, but they would check anyways. I followed far behind them as they walked downstairs, when they had finally hit the kitchen, I was still at the middle of stairs, staring intensely, my father flipped on the light, and was about I turn around to tell me it was nothing, when a man with a brown jacket and Wonderbolts hat pointed a gun at them and demanded there money, my father of course complied but said 

" We have no money, but take what you want" 
The thief then proceeded to look atmy mom and said in a chilling voice


"Give me the pearls lady"

My father worked his butt off for a year to get my mom those pearls, she was so happy when she got him, and my dad was so proud of himself, he was not going to give those up, he started screaming at the Colt
" YOU CAN HAVE ANYTHING! BUT NOT THAT!"

I should've done something, I should've called for help, but I just sat there on the stairs, too scared to even breath, as the colt pulled the trigger and killed my dad, he then pointed it at my mom who pleaded and told him to stop, and he just shot her. At that point I was crying silently and shaking violently, The colt grabbed the pearls off my mother and started checking around for other valuables around the house., I slowly crept downstairs towards the door, when being the dumb foal I was, knocked over a lamp, the Colt turned towards me very quickly and we locked eyes for a second, I will never forget looking into his soulless black eyes, and then suddenly he ran at me, but I was faster, I was already flying down  the road when he reached the door, but he aimed and shot at me, and with that one shot he had manage to shoot my right back leg, I kept flying though, supressing tears as i flew into the EverFree Forest that we lived so close to, it was one of the few things I wasn't afraid of, in fact I knew it like the back of my hoof. Mom would of course disapproved of me being out in the most dangerous in Equestria, so i kept it a secret, and told her I was just going to the library.I quickly flew in as fast as i could to the treehouse I had managed to build , full of books I had taken out there , really nothing compared to the fortress thats here today, complete with a library for all the books i have here. I flew in and collapsed with exhaustion.
I woke up suddenly at dawn  with a sharp pain in my hind leg. I decided that I had to do something about the bullet wound, It was really just a graze  and it wasn't bleeding any more, but it could still get infected, so i used some leaves that were around the tree house and dressed the wound, then I  cleaned it  by using the creek that was nearby, I had learned about all the plants and animals with my Guide To The Everfree Forest. It was about then that the situation hit me, and for some reason I didn't want to go home, I guess I thought that the Colt might still be there. After alot of thinking, I decided that I wouldn't ever let some pony have to deal with what that  Colt did to me, so I started training, During the day at first, but i didnt find it as much as a challenge as the night,where one false move will make you end up dead. I grew up in the  Forest, training, foraging for food, and reading different books , I made different remedies and potions,meditated, studied, and used the dangerous animals to train, I never killed them though, that's not something I'll stand for. After 20 years, I was in top physical and mental condition, but I still needed that drive, the drive that would push me to fight for justice. Something that would stay with the filth of Ponyville like how that Colt stuck with me.  And almost like a comical lightbulb, I had a name, and a drive. Ponyville was ready for me. Ready for the Rise of The Dark Colt

But first, I had to figure out my surroundings, so at midnight, I flew into Ponyville, using the shadows to my advantage. I discovered new things about the town, such as The Apple Family Farm, apparently Granny Smith now had two helping hands, an orange and red pony. I flew to the middle of town and was surprised to find I had completely forgotten what it looked like, a new sweet shop had open up, and it looked like the library had gotten a couple new residents, it's nice to see that it's finally being used by anyone, I was the only visitor when I was a foal. Maybe I was just denying the inevitable, maybe I felt like if I still went back to my house, he'd be there. But that was crazy, there was no way. So I finally made my to my old house, and was not suprised to find that it had been worn down, paint was getting grey the shutters were broken, and the flowers were dead, I guess noone moved in, probably because it was right next to the EverFree Forest, I silently flew into the window to my room and basked in nostalgia for awhile, I looked in the closet to find that my old super hero costume was there, I used to play it all the time when I was younger. It still fit too! I would just need to change things here and there, add a utility belt, rework the cape, and it'd look alot better, I looked over to my dresser, surprised to find my old hat was still there, Dad got me it for Christmas one year. I put on the hat and looked in the mirror, an for the first time ever, I actually felt like a hero.  I went downstairs and outside the kitchen were white lines, signifying where my parents died. I knelt down and payed my respects. And engulfed in a new wave of vengeance, I stood up and left in search. In search of the Colt who did this to me, and this time, I wouldn't let him get away with this.