Chapter One: First Meeting

First Draft

Darkwing slid the blade against his left foreleg, hoping this time the emotional pain would lose to the physical pain. Alas, it did not, nor did it ever. He watched the blood drop to the floor, along with the knife he had held in his mouth. He held his tears, feeling that they'd never stop once they started, like last time.

The black pegasis put his red boots back on, hiding his newborn scar so as not to stand out. He always wore the boots, along with a black raincoat, because both seemed like the thing any rain pegasi would wear. As he slipped the coat on, he noted his raindrop cutie mark. Cutie mark, he thought, What a stupid thing to call a tear drop.

Darkwing felt invisible in the darkness of the alley he "lived" in. He wasn't all that poor, though. His job payed for his food and the makeshift home that was more a shed than a building. He had no heating, running water, electricity or plumbing, but he figured it's better than living in a box, like that poor earth pony who died of dysentery last month. Most of the town arrived at the funeral, but no pony really remembered him the next day. He figured it only proves how cruel the world is.

Not to many ponies know the story of Darkwing. All they know is he works on making the rain. What they'll never know is Darkwing has a sad past. When he was just a colt, his parents went out with him on a little vacation to Manehatten. No one has ever fully told Darkwing what happened to his parents; all that his semi-abusive aunt would tell him was that "it was just an accident," and to, "never speak of it". She then would insult out of anger until he cried and ran to his room. He suspected they were killed by a mugger, lIke Batstallion.

Darkwing left the alley to get something to eat. Starving yourself is a horribly painful way to die, he mused. He walked around his hometown of Ponyville, searching for someplace with decent food. He eventually stopped for a grass burger at some random restaurant he stumbled upon. As he sat eating, he eyed with envy the happy ponies that passed him by. Families, friends, siblings, couples and the like. He often wondered what his life would be like if his parents were alive. He'd kill for the warm feeling of a mother's love, or a father's lesson. Hell, a sibling rivalry would be the lottery to him.

After his costly lunch (6 bits for a freaking burger?!), Darkwing had nothing better to do than to convince himself life's worth living. He was about to cheer up when he came across Bunny Bridge, the tallest bridge in Equestria, located just outside of Ponyville. Now, Darkwing has from time to time jumped from tall buildings, and ended up chickening out and flying each time (to everypony else he looked like a crazy daredevil). But the dark, sinister voice in his head told him there's no way to chicken out of jumping into the Ponyville river, right? Darkwing closed his eyes as he neared what he silently hoped was his eternal salvation.

Darkwing quietly said to himself, "Do it. Do it, coward!" He opened his eyes, and a faint, sad smile appeared as he bent his knees and prepared for the hundred foot drop.

"Sir! Are you alright?" Darkwing quickly looked to his right for the soft voice to see a yellow pegasis with a pink mane coming his way. Yellow, a cheerful color he thought to himself. This'll be fun.

"Go away!" he yelled at the unknown mare. "This doesn't concern you! I want to be by myself in my final seconds."

The mare stopped about twenty yards away and said,"Final seconds? Oh my! You're not going to jump, are you?"

"No, I'm here to enjoy the view of the river," he stated sarcastically. When he saw the mare put on a confused look, he added seriously, "Of course I'm jumping. Why wouldn't I? I don't know love, I'm on my own living in a piece of sh*t with little money, and no one cares! Every pony remembers who raises the moon and sun, who makes the rainbows, but none ever stop to wonder who makes the rain, or even how!"

"You can't jump!" the pegasis, surprisingly to both, shouted. "I can help you," she added quietly.

"Help!" Darkwing laughed. "You can help by getting the hell outta here! You couldn't do anything to change how I see the world."

The mare approached the stallion until she was only about two yards away. Darkwing was about to protest the unwanted closeness when the yellow pegasis interrupted, "My name's Fluttershy. What's yours? If you don't mind me asking."

Darkwing was quiet for a few moments. Then, almost out of nowhere, he stepped away from the ledge and closer to Fluttershy. He'd never been this close to the opposite non-related gender. It was... nice, like he was supposed to be there at that very moment. "D-Darkwing." he responded softly. "My name's Darkwing."

And at that moment, Darkwing knew that he'd someday repay that pink-maned pegasis for saving his life.

I plan on continuing this story provided that people enjoy my writing. Like I've said in the author's note, this will NOT end with any form of a clopfic. In fact, I absolutely hate clopfics and most shipping, so don't plan on any. I'm mostly writing this to take up more space so I can quickly publish this for all to see so I can decide if this is right for me. Please comment your opinion, whether it be positive or not. And if you could, please feel free to give tips. Thank you for your time reading my story and I hope you enjoyed it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Yours truly, Kyky.