prologue

This is the story of one lonely soul...who lost everything and every one that he cared about in his entire life. The story begins with a young nineteen year old man named Dylan Stone, he was a young man with light brown hair and brown eyes, he stood six foot four and was heavily built, but his body remained evenly toned out, he had a scar on his right cheek and wore mainly a white t shirt and gray sweat pants at home, but when he is at work as a chef, he wears white and black chef like attire. He makes a great amount of money and amazing food, but not all the money in the world could fill the hole in his heart where all of his family use to be. Just a little more than a year ago his mother passed away from tuberculosis, she died telling him she loved and he had broken down into a great sob at the loss of his mom for hours, but this wasn't his only tragedy, through his entire life growing up his family had all gotten sick from ailments such as cancer and had passed from their ailments, each death was a tremendous, it started with his dad, then his little brother, then his two little sisters. Even with these losses, his mother held him close to her all through his child hood, but now as of a little over a year ago...he was now alone, no family, no friends, no nothing. All this pain was merciless to him, there were even times when he would try to kill himself to join his family, but his neighbor would always be around to stop him before he could pull out his dad's gun. Needless to say...he was a wreck, he'd practically given up on life and wondered around his house and at work like a soulless zombie half the time, his heart had grown cold and he never accept a friend or anybody, he had lost his hope in people and was waiting just for the right moment to finally end his suffering. But little did Dylan know that one day during a winter storm, he would discover two special someones or some ponies that could possibly turn his life around.

It all starts at his home in Pennsylvania, he lived in a large but not too fancy one floored house with a basement out on the country side that had a perfect view of a large plain and some farming fields that were normally full of corn, but for now the fields were covered in snow and ice, for it was currently in the middle of January. Dylan had just gotten home from work in his dad's old 96 black dodge Dakota truck and as he pulled into the drive way the truck almost slid on some ice and snow that was in his drive way, as he parked and looked out his window and saw that his truck was parked, but it was also stuck in the snow, he then frowned and growled with frustration.

"Son of a bitch! Goddamn snow,"Dylan ranted as he stepped out of the truck and looked at his tires."Great...just great...now I need to shovel this shit and throw some salt down!"

Dylan then stomped off to the porch of his house and wiped his feet before going inside, upon entering he removed his shoes and sighed as he looked around to his house. He had a living room and a kitchen of equal size, the kitchen had a stainless steel dish washer and a refrigerator which was fully stocked with food, the walls were yellow and the floor was completely covered with blue and black marbled tiles his cabinets were cherry wood and very clean, he had a ceramic stove and a microwave that he would use very often when practicing his cooking for when he was at work. His living room had a royal blue carpet, light blue walls, a chocolate brown and coffee brown couch that was curved and long with a coffee table made of cherry wood and marble, he also had a plasma TV with complete cable, a large fish tank full of colorful salt water fish, including anemone's and clown fish, he had a full stereo sound system full of music, and he had a large cabinet behind him full of movies, but what was really important was the small shrine he had on top that was dedicated to his whole family, it had pictures, candles, and even an urn containing the ashes of his mother.

Dylan sighed at his surroundings as he walked inside and immediately got spooked as he felt something rub against his leg, he looked down and sighed in relief as he now was looking at his pet kitty cat who was full grown and had a white underside and dark orange top side, he meowed as Dylan solemnly smiled.

"Hey Fluffy, I know your glad to see daddy's home, but I need to go out again okay,"Dylan said as he walked pass the kitchen and living room and went down a large hall way, only for his cat to follow him all the way to his room.

As he entered his room, he looked around to his cobalt blue room with a king size bed and a slightly smaller flat screen TV, not to mention his large dark wood dresser full of clothes and family pictures. He turned his head in pain from the photos as he undressed himself down to his boxers and slowly began to put on heavy clothing, gloves and large snow boots, he finished with a thick snow suit and a black snow hat on his head and turned to fluffy who had made himself comfortable on Dylan's bed, and presented himself to the cat.

"Well...how do I look?"He questioned to the cat responded by yawning and going to sleep, making Dylan sigh once more."Yeah...I figured as much."

As Dylan left his room to allow the cat to sleep soundily, he walked down the hall way and stopped at the entrance to his basement that was between the living room and kitchen, he reached behind the door and grabbed a shovel, he then went for the door and picked up a bag full of salt that stood right next to the door and finally went back outside. He dropped the bag of salt on the porch and wielded the shovel like a weapon and began to shovel, starting with his mothers 2007 royal green convertible jaguar, he shoveled around the small car and began to break into a sweat as he manage to get the front uncovered easily. As he was about to shovel up the back side of the car, he took a good look at the car and remembered how much his mom loved the car, she had always wanted a jaguar and finally after a year of saving up her money, along with Dylan's help, she manage to find the jaguar and from that day on she would drive it any chance she got. The memories were pouring into Dylan's head as he started to shake and smack the wooden stick of the shovel against his head and silently cried.

"Why mom?...why did you go?...why did all of you go? Why didn't you take me goddammit?...w-why the fuck was it never me?!"He cried silently as he banged the shovel against his head.

He cried for a bit before drying his tears quickly before his neighbor's could see him and got right back to work, finally after an hour he cleared the drive way of snow and went back to get the bag of salt, he then began to spread it all around the car and trailed it down the drive way. He then trailed it all the way back up the road end ended the trail around the truck, as he finished with the salt, he was suddenly hit by a snow ball and immediately was called out.

"Hey retard! I'm talking to you!"called out a young voice while two others began to laugh.

Dylan immediately turned around and glared at three kids that he had dealt with many times before, the leader was a fifteen year old boy with brown hair and blue eyes and was only five foot two, one underling was fourteen years old and was only five feet tall, he had blond hair and green eyes, the last one was fifteen and stood five foot four, he had black hair and blue eyes. Dylan narrowed his eyes at the punk kids and gritted his teeth as the kids just laughed at him and prepared more snow balls.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU BRATS WANT!"Dylan roared as he swept the snow off his back.

"Awww ain't that cute boys? He's getting upset, lets cool the retard off a little shall we?"the leader said as he threw another snow ball at Dylan's face, pissing him off in the process.

"UNLESS YOU WANT THOSE NEXT SNOW BALLS GOING UP YOUR ASSES YOU BETTER STOP RIGHT NOW!"Dylan warned as he took off his gloves and popped his knuckles.

"Oh please...your not going to do shit, especially without your mom around to back you up now,"the leader mocked, Dylan's anger finally boiled over with those last words as he speed walked furiously towards the boys, making them panic and take off running.

"Holy shit dude...RUN!"the blond kid yelled as the kids took off down the road with Dylan chasing them as far as the edge of his property.

"YEAH THAT'S RIGHT!...RUN AWAY YOU LITTLE PUSSIES!...RUN!"Dylan called out as the kids disappeared down the road. Dylan sighed as he walked back to his house and went inside, he took off all his heavy clothing, but left his sweat pants and white shirt on as he walked over to the couch and sat down in the chair part of the couch, he then kicked his feet up on the chairs foot rest and grabbed the remote to turn the TV on."Fucking assholes."

With that said he turned on the TV and flipped around till he got to the news, he listened to the weather man as he was warned of a torrential snow storm was about to hit his area, he sighed in deep stress as he realized that he was going to have to do the drive way once again, suddenly fluffy jumped up and joined Dylan in the chair, he patted a space down on Dylan's lap and went to sleep. Dylan sighed as he petted the cat and gave a small smiled as he started to fall asleep, but before he did, he turned off the TV and put the remote on the table and pulled out another remote, he aimed it at the sound system he had and turned it on, after getting it started music started playing.

(Brantley Gilbert - Bottoms Up)

While the music played, Dylan took one last look at Fluffy before finally going to sleep in the chair with his cat.

A few hours later, Dylan awoke to the music system turning off and Fluffy had ran off somewhere, he sighed as he got out of the chair and went into the kitchen to get something to eat, as he went to the fridge and pulled out a turkey sandwich, he looked outside to see that the snow storm had started and it was now night time. As he wolf down his sandwich and washed his hands, he decided to go back to bed, but before he could go back to bed, he suddenly heard in the distance, a desperate cry for help coming from outside.

"HEEEEELLLP! PLEASE...SOME PONY HELP ME! MY SISTER'S HURT!"yelled a female voice from outside.

At first Dylan wanted to ignore it due to the fact that he was not a people person, but suddenly he couldn't help but choose to go outside to check it out.

"Fuck it...Fluffy I'll be right back!"Dylan called as he raced to the door and quickly put his heavy clothing back on and quickly ran outside, but as he went outside, he was struck by the harsh icy wind that blew in his face as snow pelted his body, he shook off the snow and looked around for the source of the calls.

"HELLO?...HELLO?!...WHERE ARE YOU?!"Dylan called out.

"HELP...US...please!"yelled the female voice as it faded away.

"I'M COMING!"Dylan said with determination.

As he stomped through the snow, he began to investigated his back yard to find the voice, suddenly he saw two strange downed figures through the gusty wind and snow, and raced to them with a bit of fear for them. Upon approaching the figures he was then given the shock of his life at what he had found, he was now looking at two ponies with horns and wings laying unconscious in the snow. One pony was tall with a pearly white coat, a light rainbow mane and tail that flowed without wind and a strange mark of the sun on it's flank, but what was also weird was that it oddly wore a gold crown on it's head, a gold necklace with a purple gem in the center and golden shoes on it's hooves. The other pony was smaller with a midnight blue coat, a mane and tail with the same color only with stars and it was also flowing without wind like the other, it also had black spot on it's flank along with a strange mark of the crescent moon, it had a black crown on It's head, a black necklace with the crescent moon on it and silver shoes on It's hooves. Dylan looked at them with astonishment as they laid in the snow on the verge of death, he looked deep into his mind and gripped the two pony's by their hooves and to his surprise, he was able to pick them up with relative ease and put them over his shoulders, at the most...these ponies together were at least a hundred and fifty pounds at the most, but through his years in high school, Dylan was able to bench at least three hundred pounds fifteen times, so these light ponies were a walk in the park for him. Suddenly as he reached the door to his house, he almost dropped the ponies in pure shock as he suddenly heard one of the ponies speak while still unconscious.

"Please...help...us,"The tall white pony breathed out in the same female voice he heard before as she rested on his shoulders and fell unconscious once more. Dylan was at a lost for words and couldn't believe what he just heard, but through it all, he ignored it and brought the ponies inside, surprising Fluffy in the process.

"Yeah I know...move aside Fluffy, here comes some ponies,"Dylan warned as he walked in and quickly laid the ponies on the couch before going over to the door to get out of his heavy clothing.

He then rushed over to the ponies and was glad to still see them breathing easily, he removed their horse shoes, necklaces and crowns, and placed them in his parent's bedroom, he then looked them over, only to discover that they were mares when he saw their mare hoods, other than a scratch and almost going into hypothermia, the tall one was fine, but the smaller one turned out to have a concussion and a broken wing. Dylan sighed as he first carried the tall one back to his average sized completely white bathroom with a tub, fancy toilet and shower with golden handles, and ran some warm water to fill up the tub. He placed the tall pony in the tub and rinsed her fur off and even used his own shampoo on her fur, he then gently wet her mane and shampooed it before scrubbing her mane and fur clean with his bare hands. He then pulled a towel off his bathroom towel rack and dried the pony off, now that she was clean and her mane began to flow again, he carried it to his parent's old bedroom, the bedroom was large, it had coffee brown walls and a royal red carpet, it also had a flat screen TV and cable, it even had a large cherry wood dresser and a few pictures of the family and a few paintings of plains and oceans, Dylan went inside, wrapped the pony up in a few thick quilts and put her in his parent's king size bed, he left the tall one to rest and went to check on the smaller one, he checked her wing and verified a fracture in the wing, he ran over to a medicine cabinet in the kitchen and pulled out a roll of bandages and a bottle of pain killers. He rushed back to the midnight blue mare and gave her two painkillers and began to go to work on her wing, after ten minutes he manage to apply the bandages to the broken wing properly and wiped the sweat from his head as he smiled solemnly at a good job.

"Thank god for health classes."He breathed out in exhaustion.

Dylan then picked the mare up and carried her to the bathroom to be cleaned as well, he finished her up quickly with the same shampoo and towel, and carried it back to his parents bedroom to join the other one, he tucked her in right next to the taller one and sighed as he watch both of them sleep soundly knowing that they were going to be just fine. He nodded his head and yawned as he started to get tired, he walked back to his room with Fluffy right behind him and crawled into bed, Fluffy laid right next to him and went to sleep while Dylan stared at the ceiling in confusion.

"What the hell kind of ponies are they?...and...did that one pony really just talk?"Dylan asked himself before shrugging it off and finally going to sleep.

GHOST OF FANTASY HERE, ALRIGHT PEOPLE, PLEASE REVIEW AND SUCH,

THIS WAS INSPIRED BY SAYIAN ULTIMA'S CELESTIA AND LUNA LOVE

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