Worthy
He remembers what came next. This time clearer than before.
By the time Alpha got back to the schoolhouse the class had been dismissed now began the hour long wait of dodging bullies and Bastards.
There was a sort of thug group inside Sweet Water they didn’t call themselves anything but they existed 19 of them all cowards only would ever fight as a pack and always seeked retribution they’d corner you and beat you why? Because they could a Pony wishes for nothing else but to discharge it’s on strength above all else.
Well above everything except one, the will to survive they underestimated it.
Alpha was going to his usual hide away spot behind one of the buildings out of sight and out of mind. When he was 30paces away he heard talking from the spot several ponies talking to be exact. He heard what they were saying that much he remembers “No pony is here to save you now you fuck nugget worthy, Worthy what kind of queer name is that anyway?” Shit, Alpha knew what was going down, a couple of them thugs got some pony named Worthy cornered. And he was keeping quiet, not a good sign.
“Lets sort this cunt out!” The other thug cried out Alpha peeked round the corner and seen the thugs and the so called cunt they called Worthy, he was a snow white Pegasus with a white mane and red eyes he gave off a demonic feel about him and his cutie-mark being a tear sliding down a lonesome eye didn’t help. The thugs were twins it seemed both brown earth ponies with concealed cutie marks and hazel eyes, both were wielding claw hammers designed to be strapped in at the hoof.
The thug twins were upon Worthy who until know was silent but when the twins beat him with the hammers in the torso he let out a choked scream of agony, he was unable to scream for one reason they were hitting him often enough he couldn’t suck in air. He was dead meat.
Alpha did something stupid, he knew it was wrong but him versus 2 thugs with hammers he didn’t want to end up next to Jet on the infirmary’s beds, that are like sleeping on nails.
Worthy put up a hoof in a feeble attempt to try to bring the thugs bombardment to a halt with a plead but all that happened was they hit the palm of his hoof and it bent back with a sickening *Crack* Alpha couldn’t stand it anymore he called to the thugs “Stop This! Or-or...”
It was a miracle, they stopped and faced him and let Worthy fill his lungs once again but to Alpha’s great unhappiness they wore sadistic grins on their faces. The thug closest to Alpha drew in closer to him and raised the hammer in the air he was enjoying it taking it nice and slow, Alpha stood frozen in fear, he signed his own death warrant.
But the twin next to Worthy was so enthralled by the prospect of a new beating post Worthy pounced upon him with a fierce snarl, the twin let out a cry but was quickly cut off there was only Worthy laying on top of him, all eyes were on Worthy the terrified twin was gazing upon Worthy in horror as his brothers hind hooves ceased to twitch.
Worthy arose from the corpse keeping the weight off his smashed hoof he turned to face Alpha and the remaining twin, Sanguine gore dripping from his face e was bathed in it and was now dripping down his neck he stepped away from the lifeless twin and revealed the graphic scene to the bereaved brother.
He had tore upon the twins neck its face now in a permanent terrified expression, the remaining twin looked at his brother and yelped. He then glanced at Worthy before charging at him Screaming “YOU BASTARD!” Alpha grabbed the remaining twin around the neck slinging his fore hoof around him pulling him onto his hind legs and pulled back until he was on the ground the twin was flailing and cursing but Alpha knew what he had to do. He grabbed the forehoof that bore the hammer pulled it towards him so he couldn’t get in a powerful hit and crushed the remaining twins windpipe with a swift buck to the neck.
The twin choked for a while as he tried to suck air in through his splintered wind pipe fear spreading across the doomed pony’s face it was a pathetic way to die.
A realisation hit Alpha he just killed some pony!
Him and the fucking vampire Pegasus!
Worthy spoke he had a gentle yet sinister voice “Thank you, I feared for my life.”
For a colt Worthy had a surprisingly good grasp of language.
“What are we going to do about them?” Alpha had to ask.
“Throw them in the trash where they belong.” Oh Fuck he just got roped into disposing 2 bodies in the trash, he wasn’t even out of his colthood and he killed for a stranger.
“Tonight though, not now don’t worry I’ll do it, you know you didn’t have to rescue me.”
Alpha didn’t know what to say, this son of a bitch still had gore on his snow white face and he was lecturing him! He was the single most terrifying thing in existence like, fuck these corpses, fuck my shattered hoof, fuck the pony entrails on my face this pony needs to be told not to put himself in danger, he could get hurt after all.
“What are we going to do about your face and your hoof? Not to mention the rest of your body. ” asked Alpha he thought he had a rather clear head even for this fucked situation, and to his own bemusement his conscience was clear too he couldn’t tell if it was because the thug had it coming or if he was just a bad pony probably the latter the thug was hardly older than him.
“Don’t worry about it, ehh what’s your name again? Oh and I’m Worthy, my name I mean not the adjective” said Worthy weirdly casual despite his current situation but Alpha wasn’t quite sure what this adjective he spoke of was.
“I-, they call me Alpha as for my name.” He let out a sigh he didn’t want any pony knowing his name he had to break the awkward silence “Is that your real name or is that what they call you?” It’s not mine the equestrians changed it I can’t remember mine.”
“Do you want to get out of here Worthy?” Alpha put on his most serious and sincere face he could muster Worthy looked at him in disbelief and said with a sadness in his voice that Alpha would come to know all to often “Every day...” he hung his head in sadness “But how?...”
Here came Alpha’s moment “With me and Jet, Jet is in the infirmary i want you to introduce yourself to him, he doesn’t bite-“Alpha stopped just short of uttering “bite” the irony of it just struck him “I’ll be somewhere else, but as for you I think you earned yourself a name from one refugee to another.” he said. It felt right yet wrong, he deserved a name beside what these bastards called him, but it felt like he was rewarding him for tearing out some pony else’s throat like a dog for performing a trick, even though he knew he could use that.
Alpha put on his best attempt at what a leader addressing a crowd might sound like.
“From now on to me and whoever else will become our friend you will be known as Hickey! It’s you and me now Hickey we’re getting out of here” Worthy or rather Hickey smiled at the name “I get it the whole biting thing, Hickey hmmm I like it.”
Upon reflecting about how he gained his life long friend all those years ago he realised something. A living being seeks above all else to discharge its strength. Life itself is will to power. Nothing else matters. Except maybe one thing. A living being wants above all else to survive. Worthy demonstrated that, and those thug twins they underestimated the universal law that is the will to survive, to self preservation, and paid the price for their blasphemy to these laws.