-Flashback-

The grey pony has grown, it's probably about 13 years of age now. His mane and tail are a little longer and not as well kept as earlier and his horn has grown. A cutie mark has appeared on the flank of the pony, a small flask filled with some green bubbling liquid. He's playing with a purple unicorn filly with a straight blue mane and tail, she has a mark of a book covering both of her flanks. She's wearing bracers since her top teeth stands out more than her bottom teeth. They're sitting on the ground, talking to each other as 3 colts walk up to them. "Well, well, well, if it isn't 'Mister abandoned'" mocks the middle one.

"Leave him alone, you know his parents were killed when he was a mere foal." says the filly, trying to defend the grey colt's honor. The grey colt is just staring into the ground when he whispers to the filly: "Let's just go elsewhere, there's no reasoning with them."

"Stay out of this 'brace-face'" mocks the middle colt "we want some alone time with mister abandoned, so beat it 'big-teeth'"

Then it snaps for the grey colt, he can hear a sound of glass crackling inside his head, the same sound as if you throw a rock at a window and it cracks, but doesn't shatter. He turns to face the colt that mocked him, fury showing in his eyes as he says with a voice like deadly venom, "You can mock me all that you like, I don't mind that, you can call me names if you like, I don't mind. But you do NOT, MOCK, MY, FRIENDS." the 4 last words escapes his mouth in a shout as he turns around and bucks the mocking colt straight in the face. As he does so he feels a wave of sheer joy going down his spine, he feels something he hasn't felt for a long time, power. He walks up to the pony now lying on the ground and bucks him once more, blood is now running from the nose of the pony he bucked. "Apologize!" the grey colt yells, bucking the bully in the face again. "I'M SORRY, I'M SO, SO, SORRY!" he cries out, blood is now pouring out of his nose, and a little blood is running from a hole in his forehead.

The grey colt turns to look at the filly who is just staring in horror for a few seconds, before she runs off towards the nearby forest. In a matter of seconds he sets after her, leaving the bleeding bully behind with his henchcolts.

"Go away you monster!" yells the purple filly as the grey colt approaches. "I don't want to talk to you!" she cries. He takes a step closer but then he turns and runs away, leaving her crying in the forest. He goes back to his room, wondering why he felt such a pleasure when he was beating that other colt. His thoughts got interrupted when his door got slammed open. "What have you done?" yells the colt entering his room, "I heard that you beat one of the other orphans, what the hell were you thinking son?" the adult colt's face is turning red with anger. "You better go apologize, right, now!" he yells while dragging the grey teen-colt after him.

"I'm... I'm sorry," whimpers the grey colt to the bandaged bully in front of him.

"It's okay, no hard feelings," says the bully as he reaches out a hoof. 'Yeah right' thinks the grey colt sarcastically, 'cuz he's toooootally fine by me almost bucking him to death', however he puts on a fake smile and shakes the bully's hoof.

"Alright, but that doesn't mean you go unpunished," says the adult colt "go to your room and go to sleep now, no dinner for you today" he states sternly.

The grey colt heads back to his room and goes to sleep instantly.

-Flashback end-

"Wow, I was really a ticking time-bomb back then" Tim says to himself while he's staring at the yard. "I better see if I can find my old room" he says heading off to the rest of the building to find his old room. He searches everywhere and finds many interesting memories he had long forgotten.

Eventually he finds his own room, it looks just like he remembers it, except the furnishing has been replaced by something newer.

He removes a floorboard he remembers is loose and finds his memory stash. All sorts of things he had forgotten, old 'artifacts' like posters and books from when he was a foal, heck, there was even a piece of paper with the signature of each of the wonderbolts, in the middle was written 'Never stop chasing your dreams'. He puts whatever he has room for into his saddlebags.

As he is almost at the bottom of the box he finds a small photograph. On the photograph is him and the pink mare with a blue mane standing next to each other. They are both dressed in the fanciest outfit they had at that time and on the back is written: 'Our first date 3'

Tim takes a look at the photograph and smiles a sad smile before he puts it into his backpack. As he prepares to leave he yawns and realises that he hasn't slept for days. Looking at the bed the bed he thinks that he could probably take a small nap since he's in no hurry. He walks up to the bed and thinks back to his foalhood, or whatever small part of it he can remember. Then he starts to think about what could've possibly happened to everypony and revising the last month or so. He remembers that he woke up in that bunker about one month ago, it was completely sealed off from all of Equestria. He tried to open the solid metal door, but it simply wouldn't budge. He turned around and saw a lot of metal letters lying on the floor, they spelled out 'Tim Kellhall' and he assumed he had placed them like that in order to make sure he would remember his name. He tried to think back to what happened, but gave up as it gave him a smashing headache, instead he opened up a can of conserved flowers and started eating them. The door was locked for 5 days, 5 long days where all he did was eat, sleep and try to remember, the last of the 3 to no avail. After 5 days the door made a loud *clonk* and a serious of other sounds after which it opened up, revealing a barren outside. At first he had no clue where he was, but he started walking and eventually found a small village. After searching the village and finding no signs of life he found some saddlebags, packed down the most necessary supplies and found a blank journal where he could put down his thoughts. The next month he spend trying to remember who he was, what happened to everypony and how he ended up in that bunker, however it seems he has no memory of anything that happened before he awoke in the bunker.