Prologue: I Hate It Here

Everything was wonderful in the lovely town of Ponyville. Ponies were talking, profits were booming, and everybody was happy. Unicorns and earth ponies walked on the land, while in the sky, pegasi flew overhead.

But that was on the surface.

Nobody even cared about what went on below Ponyville. But something definitely was going on down there.

Deep underneath the feet of the ponies on the surface was the abandoned sewer system. It had been abandoned long ago to be replaced with a newer, more efficient one. The only animals one could see in there were rats, insects, and, strangely enough, a pegasus.

This pegasus had a black coat, a blue mane with a cyan stripe across the center, and a purple and green tail. His eyes were a blue-green tint. He wore a white bodysuit that covered most of his body, including his flank. His left wing was bandaged. There was a torch next to him as he lay down.

As he got up and turned his head, he saw a large chamber that was completely empty, save for some small amounts of hay and a few apple cores. He frowned, as if expecting something else there.

This pegasus had not kept track of the time during the many years he had been living in the sewers. He had been enjoying his time there, so he had expected to live there until he died. Unfortunately, he had run out of food before that had happened.

He reached next to him and found a blank scroll with a pen next to it. Nearby there was a large pile of scrolls. Though the pegasus didn't keep track of time, he had written very detailed logs about his life in the sewers, his feelings about it, and mainly his hatred of Ponyville.

The pegasus picked up the pen and started writing.

They called me "the scum of Equestria." They called me "the afterbirth of Nightmare Moon." They warned their children not to go near me. And I don't blame them. I'm a menace.

He paused.

God damn it. A menace all right. A menace for telling the truth. A menace for fighting for the rights of one minority in a society that favors the other majority. A menace... for having a damn opinion. I question, then, am I really a menace? Or am I just a normal person in a group of menaces?

Who knows, really? After all, they were the ones who didn't vote for me. They were the ones who didn't want equality. They were the ones who preferred one gender over the other. They were the ones who burned down my house, broke my wing, and made my life a living hell.

So let's all ruin somepony's life for having an opinion, a vision, a dream! Who cares about the repercussions it will have on all of Equestria?

He paused again. And cried. His tears made the ink barely readable. Nonetheless, he got back up and continued writing.

And now I have to go back up to that shithole. I bet it will have changed a lot since five years ago, but I probably won't be surprised. I keep up with the news a lot. I heard, for example, that some other ponies took control of the elements of harmony. Whoop de frikkin' doo. Gone from one oppressive female leader to another.

But no, I'm not going up there because I want to. I'm going up because I'll have to, or I'll die, because the shitheads up there have starved me out. And because of that, I have run out of food.

He stopped writing. He grabbed a brown cloak and wrapped it around him. He then put on some dark sunglasses, for he knew that after being underground so long, it would be very bright up above and hard for his eyes to adjust. Putting a backpack around his back, he stopped once more to look at his dwelling in the sewer. He knew that he'd be back. Thankfully. He picked up his pen and finished writing. Then he put down the pen and walked away, into the darkly lit sewers. As he climbed up a long ladder to get to the top of a manhole, he said, "Here goes."

He pushed the manhole cover off, sticking his head out into the light. The sun was bright, so it was a good idea to wear sunglasses. As he looked around, everypony stared at him with looks of fear. Young fillies ran to their mothers.

He remembered the last words he had written down and knew immediately that they were still true:

My name is Kirby "Kirb" Hysteria, the scum of Equestria, and damn, I hate it here.

NOTE:

Yes, this is the prologue. The main character is my OC, Kirby "Kirb" Hysteria, and the other main characters are Twilight Sparkle and the Mayor.

Also, Kirb Hysteria does become mayor, and the things he did were not actually really horrible, as the other ponies believe them to be. He actually turns out to have really good intentions, and is just a wee bit whacked up in the head.

But I swear to you, after I finish this fanfiction, you will be sympathizing with him soooo badly.

Also, the events in this fanfiction take place in current MLP time, and before the events in my other in progress fanfiction "Into Unknown Territory."

One more thing: if you're wondering why they kicked Kirb Hysteria out of being a mayor, my only response is, you'll see...

Bye!