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// Attack somepony 
// Story: What We've Done 
// by All of the Above 
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I looked around for somepony who seemed easy to overthrow.  I looked around until I saw a stallion who sat alone in a corner.  He was completely black, from top to bottom, but I could clearly see his eyes.  They were pure white.  Not blind white, but... just white, whiter than snow.  His eyes looked like they were protruding from a mask he was possibly wearing, but I found no indication that he was wearing a mask, nor any indication of clothing.  

I walked over to him, trying to act like I was heading to somepony else.  It was hard to tell, but I swore, his eyes followed me.  And that’s when I attacked. 

I threw my hoof towards the back of his head, which made a painful connection to it.  Like I expected, he didn’t expect it, so he staggered forward.  I had all eyes on me.  Now was the time.  “Now that I have your attention-” I was tackled to the ground.  

The pure black stallion  reached into his pocket and took out a knife.  He hesitated for a second.  I tried shoved him off of me, but he pinned my hooves to the ground and head-butted me.  He jumped off of me and watched me as I rolled around on the ground clutching my head.  “It’s dishonorable to kick a stallion while he’s down,”  as he spoke, no noise came out of his mouth.  But I know that’s what he said.  

‘Re-

He kicked me in the ribs, and kept at it.  I huddled into a ball to keep him from kicking me.  “But I’ll have to make an exception this time."

He offered me his hoof to get me on my feet.  Why?!  You won!  You don’t need to show me your sympathy!

I didn’t take his hoof.  I was perfectly capable of standing on my own.  As I stood, but I felt a great pain surging through me.  Note: accept help.

“Deep Darkness.  We’ve met before.”

“Yeah, I remember you now.”

We hoofed bump.  Everypony’s eyes were on me still.  Gaze walked over to me and put a hoof on my shoulder.  “That was great.  But try not to start fights.  It’s bad for your image.” Gaze said.

“You don’t tell me what I shouldn’t do.” I spat the word at him.  He didn’t step back, like I expected him to.

He shrugged.  “Sorry.”

“I need to ask a question.”

“Shoot.” 

I scanned my brain for the name I was looking for.  “Where is Char Gen?”

Gaze confident, if not smug look faded away.  I could tell that he was hiding some kind of secret.  “I think it’s time you learned what happened while you were gone.”