CONSTELLATIONS
Author: Burritoburger
Have you ever fallen through space?
It sucks.
While missiles were heading straight for you at high speeds?
It sucks.
In the middle of a gravitational pull towards the sun?
IT. SUCKS.
Well, that's where I am now, and I am honestly not happy about it.
These types of things usually happen to me daily, as a matter of fact. It can be from my loved ones getting slightly injured, or maybe it involves a certain alternate dimension where everypony tries to kill you, when you only want to get back home.
But this? This is stretching it.
All of my life, flashing-well, moving, through my mind is a bit weird. First you get to the part where you're born and everything is happy, la la la. Then you get the back of your head smashed against a boulder, and after that? Meteorites, explosions, castle infiltrations, Earth, voices, powers, fights, friends, death.
All of my life, in a nutshell.
To be honest, this wasn't really the life I wanted. I mean, I DIED. Who wants that? I just wanted a normal life, with normal ponies, and the mare I love.
But of course, I'm "special." Of course, villains want to kill me, abuse me, even once RAPE me. It's really strange what some ponies turn out to be. Nevertheless, I'm here, my life is ending, and what can I do about it? Sit here and wait for death. Or missiles. Or the sun. Whichever comes first.
Ah, space. The beautiful place I was named after. Being the son of a pony who was well known for his stargazing past the generations, with his grandfather inventing a doohickey called a telescope, I would have the honor of being the "representative" of the gorgeous black sea called space.
Well, it isn't as gorgeous as you think.
Being somewhat highly educated, I could probably think of a way out of this situation, but not until I recently became brain-dead. Can't come up with one solution for this somewhat unexpected turn of events. I could just sit here, crying over the fact of my soon-to-be death, while looking over some of my most memorable past moments in life. Who knew I could only focus on my least favorite ones? Nonetheless, I did have some good times. I think probably some of my best was when I woke up in my own home, and not inside a cell in a place where nopony could find me. Neither can they find me in this stupid void of nothing.
Silly me, I'm getting off topic.
Sure, I had some nice friends, if they weren't mentally insane from one way to another. A cannibal that controls lightning, a human friend that can't fight, a scientist that is completely void of really anything, an alicorn that ran away for nothing, a fight crazy pony that never gives up, a pony that once murdered an element of harmony, not to mention me, a strangely named filly that can light ponies on fire from eye contact, the keeper of dimensions, in which case is not only a lesbian, but can pop up at the strangest moments, a field medic with the worst luck ever, a dragon/pony hybrid that had... troubles with his father, and another human pony that can be sarcastic at almost any moment. On occasion, another comes by, introducing himself by plopping a pot on his head and starts dancing with a drunk beaver with a rifle slung across it's back. Pretty the only one out of our "group" that was normal was Derpy Hooves, and she gets harassed due to a medical condition! And then, there's me. The idiot who changed history and almost ended the world as we know it. Highest score for the world's biggest failure.
About that sun. Glorious, right? Wrong. It's controlled by a being known as Celestia, the one pony who had given me grief for quite some time. And her sister, Luna. Well, my friend pretty much married her, and it was quite... interesting. For one, I got my first share of the moon. (For cloppers, I'm talking about to moon that revolves around the world. Not Luna's ass.) And to be perfectly honest, It wasn't bad. If you leave out the fact of being held there against your will by an evil douchebag who shoots rockets at you while flying through space towards the giant celestial body that is the sun. (Again, "celestial body" is not Celestia's body and/or ass. Shut up.) I even remember my friends helping me get into space without being banished. But that was a very long time ago. God, my thoughts are just friends. Friends, friends, friends. Family, family, family. All the ponies I would never see again.
In addition to these ponies, they were some of my closest friends. But now they scold me and look at me as if I was a disease. Even the mare I fell in love with turned me down and forgot about me completely. With depression as my best friend, I had no choice but to give in to some pretty bad ponies, if I do say so myself. I don't even know why I'm crying, my life doesn't have meaning anymore. I should never have gone back in time to save my parents, even they hate me now. With a contract, I was surrendered over to the evil ponies for their own purposes. It was signed with no hesitation, by all my friends and family. That was a year ago, and I wonder how much they moved on from that point.
But of course, the sun distracts my thoughts, as it is much closer than five minutes ago. It does not matter whether or not my friends, or as they call them, enemies have had a good life, maybe had a family, some kids, stuff like that. They knew what would happen to me, and honestly, it hurt to know that they knew I was going to die, and be glad.
I started to choke. Thinking about these thoughts is too painful to bear. Still facing the large projectiles, and feeling the heat on my back even with this high-tech suit, I closed my eyes as a single tear formed and rolled off of my cheek. I could hear the flares of the large star behind me as every painful memory shot through my head like lightning, and I could feel no more.
Forget what I said about not being happy about this situation. This is the happiest I've been in my entire life.