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// Wake up call 
// Story: The Manehattan Chronicles 
// by Vinyl Dash 
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	Fire Wing, a golden colored Pegasus with a fiery mane and amber eyes, wakes up in the middle of a forest. Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here?  He thought, extremely absent-minded. None of this is familiar... maybe I should look around.
He gets up and starts to walk through the forest taking in the sights as he walks along. The trees were very tall and dark, blocking the bright sun from his sight. He eventually saw a bright opening into what looked like a city. Fire finally gallops out of the forest and sees many, many substantial buildings. He spots a thuggish-looking pony walking down a street and walks up to him. 
“Sir, where am I?” Fire asks with a confused face.
“Manehattan.” The pony replied, giving Fire a hard look. Fire hesitated, but continued his round of questions.
“Do you know who I am?” he inquired.
“Nope.”
“Ok.” Fire trots off, relieved to be away from the creepy colt.
“Psst. Hey, you! Fire mane! Come here.” A voice hissed from an alleyway. Fire Wing jumps slightly and turns toward the dark street.
“Who are you?” Fire whisper-shouted into the darkness.
“Somepony that can offer information… for a price.” the voice muttered.
“A price… of what?” Fire Wing trotted into the alleyway, taking careful, cautious steps.
“Work. I run The Sky Kings.”
“Sky Kings?” Fire Wing’s face contorted in confusion.
“The Sky Kings. You haven’t heard of ‘em? We are a Pegasus- only gang that runs this turf. If you need information about yourself, Fire, you just need to work for us.” The pony walked out of the darkness, finally revealing himself. The pony is dark gray with red eyes and a scar along his left eye. He is wearing a jacket that covers his cutie mark.
“Who’s Fire?”
“You are. Your full name is Fire Wing and if you want to know more about yourself, you need to join the gang.”
“All right, I guess I’ll join.” Fire declared. “But I’m not too sure about this.”
“Good. Now follow me.”
Fire follows the mysterious pony down the alleyway. “My name’s Blackthorn, but people usually call me Thorn.”
“Where are we going?” Fire quivered.
“Our hideout, of course. You need to meet the team before you can do anything else.” Blackthorn answered, smirking.
Blackthorn continues to lead Fire through the slums. He sees many broken down buildings with broken windows, doors, even roofs. Fire shivers at the thought of living in a place like this. “Where are we going?” Fire asked with a slight shiver.
“Up there.” Thorn says with a sly smile. He points to an elaborate cloud building that is twenty stories high and floating sixty hooves off the ground. It has rainbow fountains, statues, and a nice weather zone. Fire sees the rainbow fountains and regains a small memory.
 Fire is flying through the air at supersonic speeds and he breaks the sound barrier creating a flame storm at the same time. ‘The Sonic Flame Storm! I finally did it!’ Fire quickly loses control after preforming the Sonic Flame Storm and crashes into sky blue pony’s rainbow fountain. ‘That filly is pretty cute.’
“Ack!” Fire says as he comes out if the trance, a little confused.
“What?” Blackthorn asks as he turns around with a stern look on his face.
“I don’t know.” Fire says with a confused look on his face. 
“What do you mean? You know what…never mind.” Blackthorn says. “Ready?”
Fire gulps. “Yes.”