Author's Notes:

This is not part of the previous Daybreak saga! Although he is the main character for this story, this is set another universe entirely, so expect severe differences (like humans instead of ponies). Also this story will eventualy be told through multiple points of view, so make sure not to get confused.
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The sounds of battle rang through the halls of Canterlot castle! Metal clashed against metal, and magic clashed against magic! In the throne room, a ferocious conflict raged on. An explosion covered the room in dust as the sound of steel cutting flesh and cloth filled the room. When the dust settled, a man kneeled before a mighty woman. Her skin as white as snow and her hair flowed with an aurora of color behind her. She held a spear tight against her hip and leaned against it for support while the other hand held a sword, pointed just inches from the kneeling mans nose. Behind her, another, younger looking women approached the pair. Her skin was as dark blue as the night sky, and her hair just as so. It flowed with the sparkle of the stars that covered the sky. Both women were dressed in armor that fitted to their appearance. The elder of the two, being more mature, wore bulkier armor that hid most of her skin and shone a regal white and gold. The younger, wore less and her armor was only slightly darker blue than her skin, it also held more severity about its appearance than the elder and she held only two short blades in either hand.

Both women looked down at the old man, on his hands and knees below them. He wore no armor, instead a multitude of tannish and brown robes covered his body, and a black top hat, now split cleanly in half, presumably from the elder women's sword. His only weapons, a single, curved sword and oak tree staff, lay on either side of him, knocked form his grip during the battle. The elder spoke in a booming voice that commanded attention and respect

"It's over Discord! You must yield! The Elements have defeated you, striped you of your dark powers. You're no longer the immortal being this world feared. You. Have. Lost!"

The old mans hands trembled on the ground, sweat running down his knuckles as his whole body shook. The sisters stared at one another...was he crying? It only took them seconds to realize he wasn't, but in fact, was laughing. He threw back his head, allowing the sliced hat to fall from it and cackled loudly. His voice left an eerie echo about the room, the two women lifted their weapons threateningly.

"Dearest Celestia! Do you honestly believe that you've won? You of all people should know you can't strip The Truth from me that easily. I am Discord! I may be bruised but I am not beaten! I will never be beaten!"

The elder woman jabbed her sword at the mans throat, stopping just short of drawing blood and held it against his skin.

"NO! You are beaten, except it! Yield now! I do not wish to kill you Discord."

He merely laughed harder, his yellow eyes bulging in their sockets.

"But my dearest...I've already won" A long and evil looking smirk worked its way around his lips.

The younger woman stepped forward, holding her blades in the light of the moon for added intimidation

"Dispense with your riddles Discord! Tell us what you mean? What victory dost thou speak of?"

The old man motioned at the older woman with his right hand, then curved it against his chest resting it against his heart, he then extended his left arm outwards horizontally to his side and bowed at her mockingly.

"I've left you with a little surprise from that night, dearest!"

The woman's eyes flashed with anger, she plunged the blade forward, but instead of breaking flesh, the old mans body exploded into brown dust. His voice cackled across the hall once more

"I'm sure you'll find it to be a little bundle of joy ! Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

His laughter echoed around the destroyed and crumbled hall. The younger woman approached the older

"Sister, what did he mean by that last?"

The older sister slowly let the spear fall from her hand, and placed her palm against her stomach. Her blood ran cold with fear.

"N-nothing...just another of his tricks probably...come sister...we have much to prepare for, and a world to rebuild..Equestria is free at last, from a thousand years of war."

My name is Daybreak. I'm 22 years old. I have short, green hair with a single white streak through center right side of it. My hair slightly makes it to my neck and barely reaches my eyes in the front, and I have a slightly-more-tan-than-white-but-still-undeniably-white complexion. I'm slightly more muscled than most smart guys would be, but still nothing to brag about, and I have a very short temper when it comes to my "pet peeves". Today is the first day of my sophomore year in college, but I don't really know if I can call it a real sophomore year. You see one of the many things you should know about me is, I've been kicked out of just about every single college I've ever gone to before I can finish the year, so I've had several "sophomore years". This started after I finished my freshman year at Canterlot Prime University when I was 19. Despite being kicked out of at least 3 colleges since then, every school is still licking their lips in hope I send them an application. Why you ask? Well, that's my little secret for now.

What I can tell you is that college bores me, and not just because I consider myself more intelligent than every other person there. It just bores me. The same kinds of people at every school, the same kinds of teachers in every class. The same activities, the same food, the same everything! No where is unique anymore, that's why I never care when they eventually throw me out. I had no delusions that Ponyville University would be any different than the others, but nevertheless it would have been nice to have hope...Boy how wrong was I...it was anything but normal.

A bright and blazing sun shone through the clouds on the first day of the school year. Daybreak noted the beauty of the freshly mowed grass and carefully tended pavement as he approached the large twin doors that led to his new college. His sandals made a soft swish as he walked over the perfectly trimmed blades. The light breeze blew through his t-shirt and pants as though they weren't even there. There being no buildings around save for the school, the breeze sliced through him like a blade, causing him a slight shiver to travel along his smooth skin. Ponyville University was located far away from any kind of city and was named after the town that built it, which was only a few miles away and the only settlement for miles, it seemed. Yet somehow this little town had produced a very attractive looking school, at least as far as appearances go. Not too rural looking, yet somehow maintaining a very humble look.

"Hm...at least this one seems to care about first impressions". He thought as he reached for the door handle, only to be stopped by a sounds of loud cheering. His curiosity and hope for entertainment slightly peeked, he headed towards the direction of the cheers.

"Probably just some sports event going on...though it is weird for schools to have one on the first day, and this early?"

Intent on following the sound to it's source, Daybreak ended up circling around the back of the building and came upon a soccer field, where an extreme mass of students were gathered in a large circle.

"Surprise surprise...A soccer match..."

He had been hoping for something more interesting. Yet...the crowd surrounding the field was too small for there to be a game playing, and the circle in which they were formed was far too small to allow much of anything to be going on in its center. Noting this before he could decide to turn away and continue on, Daybreak decided to allow himself a closer look. He was in no danger of being late, he had arrived over a half hour early for his first day and so had plenty of time to see what was up here.

Approaching the field, the sounds of cheers that he had previously heard started to become clearer in his head.

"Rainbow! Rainbow! Rainbow! Rainbow!"

"Rainbow?"

He looked up to the sky expecting to see a double rainbow or something, but was greeted with same partially clear sky he had felt a few minutes before. What then, could they mean? He had to get closer, and get closer he did. Moving with cat-like grace Daybreak hauled the backpack he had been carrying over his shoulder onto his back and slipped both his arms through the holds, strapping it to himself, then he crouched and leap over the (barely) four foot fence that separated him from the field.

Landing with the precision his intense training had granted him, Daybreak quickly bounded off at a jog towards the crowd. He kept his closeness to a minimum, not wanting to draw any attention to himself before even being introduced to the school as the 'new kid'. However when he finally managed to get close enough to see through the mass of students, he was greeted with quite a sight.

In the center of the almost-full circle they had formed, a girl with Rainbow colored hair, magenta eyes and cyan colored skin stood, staring down three very husky and rough looking boys. All three guys looked like they could use a good shower, along with some better clothing...and maybe a tan, especially the tan...their skin looked way to gray. Ignoring the scene itself for a moment, Daybreak took a small moment to fully take in the girl. Her hair came slightly past her neck in the back and barely to her eyes in the front, though he suspected that it only drooped in her eyes when she was sweating, as she was now, and was probably swept to the side most of the time. Her body was slim, and she was clearly built for athletics, yet she held a certain grace about her which he could not place. She wore a sleeveless, blue tank top (slightly darker than her skin) with a rainbow colored lightning bolt embroidered on the center. Clearly modesty wasn't a thing for her as Daybreak could see through her shirt to her bra from here, it hugged her chest tightly, but despite that, Daybreak still was able to place her at a B size for her breasts, assuming that bra wasn't much tighter than it looked. Shades of blue seemed to be her thing because even her bra was a dark shade of midnight blue, arguably purple.

Scanning down her body, he found his assumption about modesty was correct, as she wore very high cut jean shorts that almost revealed her athletic underwear, Daybreak was sure that with the proper kind of jump, her jeans would prove his theory about her undergarments right. If this girl wore anything other than athletic, tight fitting, underwear, he'd be surprised...and if it turned out she wore panties, he'd throw away his self appointed diploma in mentalism.

In summary, she was very attractive, but he knew he'd never admit as much out loud. However that didn't stop him from trying to get a better view of her, even if it brought him uncomfortably close to the crowd of students. Returning his gaze to the whole scene before him, he realized that she must have been confronting those three guys, all of whom looked relatively pissed off. He could only wonder what had started this, but it was clear that despite their obvious size and muscle advantage, this girl was not afraid of them. In fact, she seemed to be showing a chiding smirk. Daybreak recognized that look, it was a look he constantly wore when he knew he'd already succeeded before he started.

Before he could study the scene further, it unfolded in front of him. The rainbow haired girl spoke before anything happened.

"So, are you boys gonna stand their and glare at me all day, or are we gonna do this...cause frankly I've got better things to do than beat your sorry behinds again."

The three boys rushed her before she had even finished speaking. A part of Daybreak urged his body to step forward, and he almost did, intent on providing this girl with his assistance...but it was over before he could decide. Even before they reached her, she had already won the fight it seemed. The first one received a knee straight to his stomach in mid stride, the girl had moved so fast he had not even been able to slow down, and so his own forward force combined with the power of her blow in the opposite direction, effectively crippled him instantly. He went down gasping for air, but the other two kept coming, intent on taking her while she was off balance. With what seemed like barely an effort, she pushed off the one foot still on the ground and launched herself at the largest of the three. Caught off guard, he was barely able to raise his hands to defend himself, Daybreak could tell these guys were easily all brawn and no brain by how effortlessly she outmaneuvered his defense. She dove under his legs before she lost her momentum and came up behind the brute, delivering a swift one-two blow to both of his kidneys. The third boy was either smarter than the other two, or just lucky, in her brief moment of focusing on the large one, the smallest (and only one left standing) of the three got behind her and wrapped his arms around her in a bear hug. He began to lift her with surprising strength for his size, clearly intent on slamming both of their heads into the dirt. However it seemed she was well prepared for this move, she shoved her foot behind his back most leg, then quickly jabbed him several times in the gut with her right elbow. He staggered and tripped backwards over her foot, releasing her. He fell flat on his behind, dazed, and managed to look up in time to see her foot make contact with his nose. Then he too fell to the ground, out cold.

She clapped her hands together and pretended to brush dust off her shoulder, seconds later cheers erupted from the surrounding students, who then proceeded to lift her up in their arms and begin carrying her towards the back entrance to the school. Daybreak, noting that the chaos (and fun) was over, quietly slipped away back towards the front entrance, but not before the girl turned and caught a quick glimpse of him through the crowd holding her. As he walked, he smiled to himself.

"That girl...is definitely someone worth getting to know"

He chuckled aloud at the thought. As if it were that easy, he'd never been very good at friend making, and most people were just backstabbing, two-faced, disloyal assholes anyway. The girl was certainly attractive, and she had talent, but that only justified his need to be wary of her. He wasn't sure how clever she might be, but anyone that can fight nearly as good as, possibly even better than, him, was worth his attention, and caution.

Yes, despite how much he might have wanted to get to know that girl, he knew it could not be so. Someone like him who knew too much of cruel reality was not afforded such luxuries as friends. Everyone was just someone to beat, conquer and overcome, and that's how it will always be. Still...that didn't mean he couldn't hope for a change in the world...one day.

One thing was for certain though...Ponyville University's little athlete had his attention and his day hadn't even started. If the school had more people that interesting, he might have to change his game plan.

The inside of the school was nothing like the outside, to say the least. In just the entrance hall alone, the trophy case along with several others lining the hallway, were filled to the brim with gold embroidered trophy cups. Peering into the nearest case, one caught his eye. It held a statue of someone running on its top, his eyes traveled down its length to the miniature plague stamped into the pedestal part of the trophy. The tiny gold words read "Ms. Rainbow Dash, 2 year champion, 1st place, 400 meter sprint".

He chuckled to himself, he had an idea of who "Rainbow Dash" might be, but he didn't dare make any assumptions without evidence. Nevertheless, whoever Rainbow Dash was, she was apparently the track star of the school. Just another person for him to beat.

Moving on down the hall he continued to see several assortments of awards and trophies the school had won over the years. He didn't recognize any of the names on the golden plaques, but he made sure to commit the ones that repeated continuously to memory, such as best with magical creatures. He deliberately ignored the awards section devoted to sciences and magic, he wanted to make his own judgments in that area. Further on down the hall he began to notice banners and posters plastered across the walls. The first one he saw caused him a chuckle of amusement "Ponyville University wins award for friendliest college in the world". The poster was obviously a joke, but nevertheless it made him smile, if there was a friendly college anywhere in the world, Ponyville would probably be the ones to produce it. He had heard quite alot about the little town in his travels, but he remained skeptical nonetheless.

The next sight that greeted him was a sign-up sheet. Immediately following the endless rows of trophy cases and banners, the clip-board was placed so that it could not possibly be missed by anyone walking by. However that didn't seem to have stopped people from ignoring it completely. There didn't seem to be a single name written on any of the pages as he flipped through them.

"Wait!" He had just passed a page with a name! He flipped back, fearing what he thought he had seen for that brief second.

Returning back two pages, he found what he feared. The one page, on the whole f***ing clipboard that had to have names! It had to be that page! The only page that held names read "Sign-up now to give our new students a tour of our magnificent university!" and it had one, single name written on it. He looked down to see who his future torturer was

"Sunset Shimmer"

He read the name aloud several times, hoping perhaps that it might disappear each time if he said it frequently enough, he had no desire to be led around the school like a pup. But he was given no such reward, instead he was greeted with further information as he looked harder at the page. A time and place which he was to meet this girl to give him the tour.

"Seven forty-five this morning...oh crap!"

That was in five minutes! He looked around half expecting to see this mystery girl appear from thin air. But found the hallway still as barren as it had been a moment ago. He scanned down the page looking for more details about this supposed tour. He managed to find the rediscover the location of where he was supposed to meet, but luckily for him it didn't seem to matter anyways. The location was right where he was now, which meant all he had to do was stand there and wait to be led.

Loud cheering from further down the hall, and the sound of doors slamming open, momentarily drew his attention away from the clip-board. He looked and saw the crowd that had been carrying the rainbow haired girl...they still had her in their arms. Rolling his eyes with a subtle smirk, he looked away just as she instructed them to release her. The sea of students began to disperse almost immediately following her release, that was fine with him. He didn't want any large groups around while he waited anyways. A few students lingered in the halls to say goodbye to the girl or check the surrounding bulletin boards for info about the day, but eventually they all faded into other rooms...except for the rainbow girl. She lingered for several more minutes, and although Daybreak didn't look up to see for himself, he had the distinct impression that she was looking at him.

A bell rang seconds later, drawing the girls attention to the nearby wall clock and eliciting a frown from her, before a sing-song voice came over a loud speaker and said

"Fifteen minutes to classes students, fifteen minutes to classes."

Fifteen minutes? That meant it was seven forty-five right now...where was his tour guide? Chancing a quick glance around the hall, he saw that it was once again empty except for the rainbow haired girl.

"She couldn't be my tour guide...could she?"

He personally didn't care if this girl showed up, scheduled tour or not, he wasn't going to be late for his classes on the first day of college. He would give her another five minutes and if he wasn't approached by then he was heading towards his first class, which, according to the roster he had been given prior to his arrival that day, was "Economics" with a Ms. Cheerile.

Five minutes came and went, and still no other students approached him, or even entered the halls for that matter. He found that fact alone to be seriously odd, was it everybody's intention to be late on the first day or where they all already in their classes waiting for the final bell? The rainbow haired girl still remained where she had been, leaning against the wall farthest from him with her arms crossed. Clearly she was annoyed with something, and she kept shooting glances over to him which made him seriously uneasy.

Was there a chance she recognized who he was, he doubted it but anything was possible. He didn't exactly bare a family resemblance but it was possible this girl had seen the official roster sheet which would have had at least one of his parents listed as well, or at least, the one everyone knew about.

Finally fed up with waiting and unnerved by the girls constant glances, he decided enough was enough and he was heading to class. He started to take a step away from the clip board when a voice shouted from down the hall, past the rainbow girl

"Wait! Wait! Hold on a minute!"

"Figures..."

And here he thought he had been spared the agony of being led around like a pup his first day. Looking down the hall he saw another girl running towards him, she stopped briefly for a moment to converse with the rainbow girl, then proceeded to continue her sprint to him. Once the new girl had left, the rainbow girl sighed with relief and walked further down the hall and made a right, disappearing from his sight.

"Oh now I get it." She must have been watching him to make sure he didn't leave before this other girl arrived. He almost wondered what she might have done if he had attempted to leave sooner.

He wasn't given much time to wonder, before long the girl had reached him and was briefly bent over with her head in front of him, gasping for breathe. First impressions of tardiness aside, the girl herself was quite something to look at. Her moderate orange complexion was matched only by her hair, which was a mixture of flaming red and yellow streaks, her eyes were sky blue in color and her overall figure suggested she cared about her looks. Clearly in a different way than the rainbow girl though. This girls figure suggested she ate right, but wasn't very athletic, she instead probably burned calories on something else, like magic. Her clothing was also very nice to look at, and it complimented her hair color well, at least in his opinion. She wore an dark purple undershirt with a small black jacket overtop, unzipped. The jacket itself was clearly not meant for protection from cold, but for looks, as it barely made it down half her back. The jacket also bore a bright red and yellow sun across it's back. It slightly resembled the image of the sunrise that was blazed across the center of his own shirt but with obvious differences. His shirt showed a half sun rising from behind a grassy prairie into a clear sky, save for one single cloud located off to the right. Other than that he couldn't get a view of the girls bra through her shirt, which was evidence this one cared about modesty at least.

Moving his eyes down as he had done for the other girl, he saw that she wore a skirt, and truly did, seem to care about her modesty. The skirt was a decent length to keep away perverted eyes and was lined with streaks of dark orange and purple. Her shoes were sandals, but unlike his, hers were close-toed and she actually bothered to wear socks.

After a moment of heavy breathing the girl stood up to her full height and almost met him eye to eye. This placed her at least at six feet tall as he was six-foot-two-inches and was looking into her hair rather than her eyes. He took a small step back to meet her gaze, as she inhaled deeply one more time then gave a sharp laugh

"I'm so sorry, I'm not usually late like this. I had to help out the girl with rainbow colored hair you probably saw me with, before I could come meet you. I hope it wasn't too much trouble for you"

Her pleasant attitude and sweet voice made up for her tardiness instantly. This also confirmed his suspicions that the other girl had been watching him while this one had been busy for her. He extended his hand out of courtesy, which she took and shook almost immediately

"It's quite alright, I wasn't in any particular rush this morning. You caused me no trouble at all miss...?"

The girl jumped in his grip

"Oh I'm sorry, where are my manners. My name is Sunset, Sunset Shimmer. I'm the sophomore class representative, which means I'm the one who normally gives all the boring speeches regarding our class." She giggled awkwardly and rubbed the back of her head. Still not having released his hand from her shake, Daybreak decided to play along for now, hoping she would realize soon and relinquish her grip.

"Oh I doubt they can be all that boring, I sometimes enjoy hearing a good speech, assuming the one giving it is actually passionate about what they are saying."

She smiled, then, realizing she was still shaking his hand, released him with a blush. She quickly recovered and said

"Well, this school has no shortage of passionate students around here."

She gestured to the horde of trophy cases behind him

"I'm sure you didn't miss the miles worth of trophies we have lying about around here. Most of them are for athletics but we've managed to score few in other things recently. I happen to have personally won the second place trophy for magic last year against Canterlot Central State and our other competitors."

His eyes flared wide for a brief moment before he caught himself and regained his composure

"Well then I guess I'm in the presence of a champion"

He gave her small, but convincing bow, folding his right arm across his chest and extending his left outward horizontally as he lowered his head. She giggled, clearly convinced by his act

"Well you're certainly friendly, but it's nothing to brag about, I only got second place. My friend is the one you should be impressed with, she won first by a landslide"

"Your friend? The first place winner is here too?"

"Yeah and the third"

He couldn't hide his surprise this time, his eyes widened and remained so. It was one thing to have the second place winner for Equestria's colleges here, but to have first, second, and third place all in one school...perhaps he shouldn't have ignored the magic and sciences trophy section after all. Sunset noticed his wide eyed stare and gave another giggle

"Yeah, we're a school of champions."

Shaking himself out of his stupor, Daybreak quickly attempted to regain himself

"So...Who is the first place winner anyways?"

"Oh her? She's practically the schools magic mentor and mine, even though we're the same age and good friends. Her name is-"

"SUNSET SHIMMMMMMER!!!"

Both her and Daybreak looked up as a pink haired and skinned girl zoomed down the hall. She skidded to a stop in front of Sunset and swiped up her hand into her own

"Come quick, Rarity says it's an emergency!"

Sunset looked up at him with pleading eyes, although he truly wasn't sure whether she was pleading for his help, or for him to wait here for her. Deciding that now was not the time for indifference to others, Daybreak gave her a sincere smile and nodded

"It's ok, I'll just wait 'till you get back. You're my tour guide, I technically can't be late anywhere if I'm traveling with you"

She nodded and mouthed a 'thank you' before she was pulled away at inhuman speed by the pink girl. As she zoomed off with Sunset, Daybreak could swear he felt the air rush by him as she ran. He shook his head once they were out of sight

"That girl has way too much energy for her to not have magic..."

He shuddered to think how he'd react if that wasn't magic. Turning his attention back to his present situation, he went over what he knew about this place so far.

"So...The first, second, and third place winner for the magical arts among all Equestria's colleges are here in Ponyville University. Having them together poses a serious problem. If any one of them is well versed in detection spells and happened to use one near me...I'll be in serious trouble. However...This Sunset Shimmer seems like a pretty nice girl, and if she's the second place winner and her friend is the first place winner...getting to know her would be beneficial for me. If only just to give me an advantage at avoiding detection. The best place to hide is in plain sight, and if one of them happens to cast any detection spells without my notice, being around others strong with magical arts can at least blur me somewhat, and maybe not point them directly at me if, I'm lucky."

It was a sound plan, but that meant doing one of the things he hated doing the most. Getting to know someone. The thought made him shiver with discomfort, most people weren't even worth the effort put into knowing them. Eventually they all turned on you or stabbed you in the back. Whatever Sunset Shimmer may appear to be, the likelihood that she or her friend would prove to be different, was low. It was just a matter of proving that. He had no intention of stirring up trouble though, there was no point in ruining the lives of others. He took no pleasure in it. He had confidence that, given time, this places' true colors would reveal themselves on their own.

"Hey newbie!...Hey fresh meat I'm talking to you!"

"Man I just have a knack for calling these things don't I?"

He turned on his heels to face whomever was calling him in that manner. He was both surprised and not so, to find that it was the three blockheads from the soccer field whom had their clocks cleaned by the rainbow haired girl.

"Oh joy...this should be fun"

The three boys closed the distance between themselves and him, surrounding him in a triangle formation. The smallest of the three approached him first.

"So, you must be the new transfer student we've been expecting. You lost or something newbie?"

His tone suggested mocking, instead of sincere concern. Combined that with the fact that Daybreak had witnessed these three already attempt to get hostile with the rainbow girl. He was relatively sure he was justified in responding how he did.

"Your powers of observation must be astounding to have guessed I'm the transfer student. Tell me, was it the fact I'm alone and the only one in the hall five minutes before class, or that I'm standing in front of the spot where tours are given to new students, that gave me away? And no by the way, I'm not lost, I'm right where I need to be. The better question is if you're lost. Five minutes before class starts and you're out here in the center hall, doing what exactly?"

He tried to keep the condescending tone in his voice to a minimum, but found himself fail that. He couldn't help it. These three boys were a perfect example of one of the things he despised...bullies. He hadn't even properly met them and he could tell just by their actions and attitude.

Realizing he had just insulted them, the biggest of the three began to crack his knuckles threateningly. The smallest one merely shook his head, presumably to say "Not yet" and kept talking.

"Well well, you're a smart little one aren't you?"

"Little is a loose term, are you comparing my size to yours? In which case you'd be right, well for these two cronies at least, not you. Or are you comparing brain cells, chromosomes and just about everything else, cause in that case, I think you'll find I hold the upper hand."

Once again, he was unable to suppress the condescending tone from his voice, and this time the little one seemed to catch on to it. He didn't seem pleased

"Ok...Ya know what. Fuck it. I was gonna try and do this the easy way and have you just hand over your stuff and we go on our merry way, but your tone really pisses me off so-"

"It probably only pisses you off cause you can't comprehend half of what I'm saying. And what were you expecting out of this? Were you expecting me to just hand over my backpack? Not likely. Ya know...You three remind me alot of dogs, the smallest one always barks the loudest and has slightly more brains than the rest, and the biggest one always does the work and is lacking in proper brain function."

The little ones eye was beginning to twitch now. Daybreak could see his temper had reached a boiling point and prepared for what he knew was coming next. He lowered his stance and was ready before the leader even shouted "Get him!"

The next part was just pure instinct for him. Go for the biggest one first. That's the rule in bully fights. Drop the largest one and work your way down, the last one will normally run away or back down in the end.

He moved as they did and went straight for the largest of the three. Connecting his fist with the biggest ones jaw, he side stepped the other two as they made to grab him and was suddenly outside of their triangle, and behind the big one. He planted a firm kick to the back of the big brutes knees, folding them like paper. He dropped to a kneeling position, but before Daybreak could relieve him of consciousness the other two came for him. The smallest one came at him attempting to grab hold of his arm and put him in some sort of arm hold, but Daybreak was well prepared. As the little one twisted, Daybreak allowed his whole body to twist through the air with his arm. He landed, already reversing the hold by having gone with it instead of resisting, and delivered three quick jabs to the smalls ones throat, nose and chest, in that order. Staggering back and releasing him, the little one fell over, unable to regain his breathe. The mid-sized one seemed better off than the other two, in that he hadn't rushed him like an idiot. But he still came nonetheless, and although he fought better than the muscle bound brute and the midget, he still ended up the same as the others, flat on his ass, and then on his back.

Daybreak dusted off his hands, hardly entertained, and turned to leave, but was cut short by a single hand that felt larger than his face, wrapping itself around his neck from behind.

"Shit!" His mind screamed at him, but far too late!

He felt himself being lifted from the floor and turned to face the largest of the three, back on his feet and clearly pissed as he effortlessly raised Daybreak from the floor single handed.

"Fuck! Most people stay down after being beaten that quickly...what the Tartarus?!"

The big one squeezed his hand tightly around Daybreaks throat, causing his breath to leave him instantly. He brought his hands up to his throat and attempted to pry off, or at least loosen, the fingers gripped around his windpipe, but to no avail. The big one smiled with evil intent and Daybreak knew the next minute was going to be painful.

At first he didn't even feel the fist make contact with his gut, he only was aware that he had been blasted backwards through a wooden trash bucket and slammed against the wall by some powerful force. It was only when he tried getting to his feet that the blinding pain found him, blurring his vision and making all attempts to stand pointless. He managed to open his eyes as the big one advance on him and grabbed him by the neck again, holding him as easily as a toy. Once again deprived of breathe, he found resistance impossible, and then felt his back slammed against another wall and his head smack stone. This time he tasted blood on his lips.

"OK...fuck this...he's dead!"

He opened his eyes as the big one reeled back his fist for, what would probably be, his final blow should he land it. Daybreak opened his palm as he lay slumped against the wall and began to allow heat to circulate within its center. He felt the magic stir within him as he prepared to roast this asshole's fist.

In that moment, a million things happened at once. Daybreak saw a cyan hand tap the brute on his shoulder. He heard a familiar voice say

"Excuse me. Mind if I cut in?"

He saw the brute drop to his knees then slump onto the floor, he saw Sunset Shimmer come bursting through the nearest door, her hands glowing an angry sea green. He felt himself release the heat building in his hand and draw it inward, masking his magic from detection, and he felt two warm hands place themselves under his arms and help him to his feet. He saw a flash of rainbow pass his eyes.

He was vaguely aware that the bell over his head was ringing...or maybe that was his ears, he couldn't tell. Someone was trying to talk to him, probably Sunset Shimmer asking if he was alright. He attempted to formulate a sentence, but words failed him, and then so did his vision.

"How indignifying...beaten by a brainless ingrate and reduced to this. How pathetic and normal I must look right now...Goddess this sucks...oh is that my consciousness slipping away?...oh...I think...it..."