Chapter One: Gotta love apple

The sound of a steel against wood resonated around the shop. The sound of a sword cutting through the air. The sound of a sword stopping with a gush of air.

"Wow, be careful there Samurai Jack" said my friend. Jonathan was an old friend of mine that works at this pawn shop that sells really weird things like paintings of pegasi and the unicorns. Stain glass pictures of monster and statues of horses and warriors. It was cool in a wired way. I looked at me friend who was at least two head taller than me. He was a great friend and probably the first I had. We had become friends in kindergarten when we got into a fight. Don't judge the way I do my stuff he toke my chocolate.

"Come on man, you got to let me buy this" I begged.

"No way man, you kept on asking for I don't know how long and the boss just got 4 days ago and you went and asked him so many times he won't come out when you're around"

"I know man just let me buy, I got the money. J let me buy this please; you don't need to tell the boss man. Just say some dude came in and paid for it please dude please!" I begged for this sword that looked really cool. It was authentic metal but the metal used in this was black. The guy who made it was a talented sword smith and it was the last one ever made. The blades metal was only found in a volcano which puzzles me on how he got the metal. The blade was about 3 and half feet long with the handle. It had writing on the scabbard and the blade was straight. It resembled a katana in the shape but was longer and a bit thicker than normal ones.

"Come on please man, I gotta have this sword"

"Ok then Marius, but only because you're my friend and you get beat up to much for something like this" J said.

"Thanks man, I owe you about a lot" I said giving him my debit card. He swiped the card and the transaction was made. I took the sword in my hands and smiled. J looked at me with a mixture of relief and worry. "Marius, please get out now I think people will be scared and call the cops with you holding I sword at in the open."

"Come on I'm not that bad"

"You been arrested twice and not to mention you broke up with the chief of police's daughter so he is ready to kick your ass back in jail anytime" J said seriously. I looked at him with the look that says 'I hate it when you're right'. I walked towards the door and pulled my hood very my head, it wasn't raining or anything I just prefer having my hood up at night. I look back and said "Ok man I'm going ok so I'll see you tomorrow, right man, I mean we got to celebrate your birthday right?"

"Sure Marius, just one question?"

"What?"

"Where did you get the money for the sword, I check how much you have left and you still got another 2 thousand dollars left, and the sword coast 15 thousand dollars. Where did you get the money, please tell me you're not selling drugs or anything?"

"Well I'll tell you this, the money comes from people that don't do drugs and the money that I paid you didn't come from selling drugs ok?"

"You're not going to tell me where you go the money?"

"No, I don't think you'll like what I say"

"Do your parents know about his?"

"Well they think I am doing some very diligent work as a delivery boy"

"Really?"

"Well my dad's gives me a five hundred dollar allowance"

"Ok then, I'll see you later ok"

"See ya" I said lifting my hands and making the two fingered peace sign. That was a thing that I just did, it was almost instinctual. I went outside to the freezing air. Oh shoot I forget to give some half ass biography of myself. Ok, here's the run down. My name is Marius Kelphanor, yes odd name isn't it? Well I'm sixteen and I live in an apartment that I share with my older sister who is going to college. My parents are rich so which is the reason why I had so much money in my bank account. My parents travel a lot because of business. They never actually told what their jobs were, so don't ask about what they do. I have long dreads (dreadlocks) that are colored different colors because I got really bored with black. I'm still in high school and that arrest part isn't all true. I was accused of two different crimes but I didn't do them, both involving vandalism. I swear to god I didn't do them. I am a very weird guy, if you get to know me. I enjoy all types of music except rap (exception to Eminem). I was a delinquent child, not because I didn't have all the attention that children are supposed to by my parents, but I don't blame them. That's just the way I became. I had a strong bony face, the face you the guys in the movies have just less defined. I had specific hatreds of things such as tedious question and eating to many greens. Well back to the story, I was walking home and then I checked my iPod touch for the time. Shit! I thought, it was almost 10:30. My sister had me on curfew because of my bad tendencies, and if I got home after curfew she would tie me to a chair and makes me watch really stupid shows like 'Bridezilla' or the 'Housewives of' where ever. I hate those shows more than anything that has been created. I decided to take the short cut that takes me across the bridge. The bridge was under construction but no one actually cared, anyone that was in a hurry would go through it, I felt pretty lucky and turned the block, the bridge was under reconstruction and the people there were working hard. I felt bad for them because they had to work double time, a storm hit a while ago messing with a lot of the equipment they had there. After that they had to work overtime because the shipment of certain things was help by the traveling storm. I continued across the bridge making sure that I didn't slow. I slipped and fell hard. Rubbing my head I looked for the sword that had flown out of my hand, it was close to the railing of the bridge. I went to go pick it up and then something happened that is hard to explain. Some worker said "LOOK OUT!" , then a large metallic snapping noise and finally the sound of something large swinging in the air. I turned and saw a large concrete slab turning in the air. I felt a heavy hit on my left shoulder, then I felt a flying feeling. Then there was the feeling of falling. Then I saw a bright light and I was out.

I woke up in a green field in the middle of the night, I tried to get up from my flat out position on the grass, but I felt uneasy and almost puked. I held it down and laid on the ground looking up at the sky, which was brighter, more star filled and the moon was bigger and brighter. After I while I felt up to standing and managed to actually to do it. I looked around to see that I was in a clearing that acted like a split between two types of trees. One side had apple trees; on the other side were dark trees that looked ominous and foreboding. I found my sword on the ground about a couple feet away from me. I thought about where I should go first my stomach made a noise that was a combination of a growl and whine. I realized that I hadn't eaten much that day, and seeing the apples on the trees, I went for them walking into the forest of apple trees. I kept walking further into the mass of apple trees until I felt my stomach make some more noise. I decided that sleeping in a tree was my best option because I don't know what lives here or what they might eat. I climbed a sturdy looking tree and decided it could hold me. I saw a branch that looked low enough to get too, I looked at the branch and squatted down just a enough for me to jump up and grab it. Something happened though, when I jumped it felt higher than normal and as if I had gained strength. I overshot the calculation and hit my head against a higher branch. Oww I thought, getting into the tree and finding a good fork in the branches to lie down in. When I got comfortable I took two apples that were hanging above me and ate em. After half an hour I fell asleep in the tree. I had a dream of monster chasing me down forever, it was horrible. Then in the time between sleep and being awake I heard a noise, it sounded like something hard being hit against wood. Then the sound came again, THUMP. Then the sound of small thing falling to the ground, then the cycle repeated itself after a couple of seconds. The pattern of sounds had gotten closer, I took my sword in hand ready for anything hostile or not. The sound came closer, pause, thud, pause, thud. The tree I was in shook violently and I fell out of it. On the way down I hit a couple of branches on the way down. I landed on my back, hard enough to knock the air out of me. I got back up in about half a second, even without the air in my lungs. It because of all the practice from fights I had. I looked up at the thing that was causing the disturbance. I really couldn't believe what I saw; a bright range pony was standing in front of me. It had a blonde and tail, its eyes where green and it had a cowboy hat on. I looked at her and she starred at me frightened. I knew what was going too happened before, I tried to stop it but it happened. It, the pony, screams. I hate it when people scream. I don't know why it's just really irritating to me. I have very sound sensitive ears, so loud noises do hurt me but it's really not the pain but rather the actually noise of it. I hate it a lot. So I did the one I knew that would shut anything up in a second. I punched the pony, straight in the face. The pony went flying for about 2 or 3 feet before landing, out cold.

"AppleJack!" I heard some male voice say. Then I heard the sound of hooves on the ground running. I turned in the direction of the thudding and saw a pony that had deep red fur and with orange mane and tail. He saw me and then looked at, I guess the pony's name was AppleJack, and his contorted with rage. Before I could do anything he ran up to me and did a one eighty and kicked me with both back legs. I felt a rib crack and I fell unconscious before I hit the tree.