Rain. The only thing that could describe this location was rain; rainy as a matter of fact. Rain in Equestria was like a polar bear in a jungle, or any kind of almost impossible trait. However, this location was like the outcast of Equestria; or maybe like the underworld. It was like any normal medieval village, but it looked doubtlessly deserted and unfriendly, and any pony you would find in this area would you the coldest look you have ever received.
A puddle splashed as a dark hoof splattered over it. The hoof belonged to a strange pony wearing a cloak over its body, almost completely hiding its body and face. The pony cantered across the granite pavement, his eyes shifting from the left to right as he scanned for his destination. A few ponies were out, and were being as anti-social as before. They dodged the passing pony as if he were the most hated pony in Equestria, even though barely anypony knew anypony here. Though, the pony in the cloak did not seem bothered by the avoidance. It wasn't as if he were the only pony avoided in this place. He wasn't from here anyway...
He paused and let the rain shower over his cloak as he darted his head to the left and the right. All ponies seemed separated, though he could see one pony that was close enough to him. He, too, was wearing a cloak, but the hood of the cloak was flung to the back of his neck, revealing his head. He was a white earth pony with a well-groomed cyan mane, and looked as unfriendly as all the other habitants, but, according to the way he was walking, he was in no hurry. Without stopping to think about it, the strange pony in the cloak approached him calmly.
"You there". It wasn't the best thing to announce his approach, but at least it caught the earth pony's attention.
He spun round hesitantly, and gave him a very cold glare. "What do you want, imbecile?" he snarled.
Nice response, the cloaked pony thought sarcastically. He wasn't surprised anyway. Trying to ignore his harsh comment he got straight to the question, "Do you know where the nearest town is?"
The other pony snorted and turned his back on him. "I'm not talking to you", he said defiantly.
And he calls me imbecile.The pony in the cloak backed his head further into the hood as he groaned with irritation. "Just reply", he threatened. "I don't want any trouble".
"There's enough trouble than it already is", the white pony scoffed. "All day long there's chaos here and there. It's not as if anypony can get a good night sleep in this country".
"I'm just going to the nearest town", the cloaked pony said scornfully. "I'm no threat to this ghost-town".
The earth pony turned round again and locked his eyes onto the other pony. His turquoise eyes were full of suspicion. "Are you from here?" he said.
"Why do you ask?" The pony in the cloak could feel his hooves getting saturated.
"You don't sound like you're from here", the white pony commented. "You don't seem surprised by the avoidance everypony is getting. I bet you also didn't think before you approached me".
What a clever pony you are. He was going to respond to that imply, but the cloaked pony didn't see the point of it. Besides, he wasn't here to have a conversation with somepony. "Enough chit-chat", he remarked. "And answer my question: where is the nearest town?"
The earth pony sighed. "I know one town named Ponyville", he told him. "Not far from here".
"Then I'll head there, then. Which way is it?"
The turquoise-eyed pony tossed his head over to his right. "South-east from here", he replied. "But you need a train ticket to get there".
The cloaked pony trotted past him. "No need", he said. "I'll go by hoof".
As rain thundered down heavily both ponies knew it wouldn't be any use talking any more without getting drenched. The white pony stared at the cloaked pony closely before cantering away. The pony in the cloak was glad to be left again, and he turned to the direction he was pointed to. He could see a few tips of some buildings at the far-off distance. It looked very far, despite that the earth pony had told him it wasn't very far, but he supposed he had no other choice.
It's been a while since I have anything to do with 'Ponyville',he realised as he slowly walked towards that direction. I wonder if anypony remembers me.
Let the vengeance begin.He sped to a gallop, and disappeared into the village's depths.