-Hey everypony! 3ndless back here with a new story once more, and I get the idea that you probably wondering why I keep starting a new story and leaving my other ones un-updated and there. Well the reason being is because I don't having a laptop anymore with all my updates saved on it and my desktop is gone. But anyway, this story is inspired by, Zamairiac's, "Nothing Is Set In Stone," Which is a short story but I recommend you go and read it along with his other MLP fics! And now with further ado, the first chapter of, "The Shatters of a Reflection."

The Shatters of a Reflection –Chapter 1: Open my Eyes

My name is Jake, Jake Muller. Growing up I always thought there was something more out there for me.

I was the only child of a father who drank since I was able to walk and beat my mother and me almost on a daily basis, a mother who neglected to show me the love and comfort of a parent. My childhood was spent wishing for more than this.

Over time I grew up, and like the old saying. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. My heart was cold. I closed myself off from the world. And in time I was the outcast of my class. I never had friends and when I was younger some of the other kids would bully me.

In a way I guess I should be thankful of my father since all the beating I had to endure made it so I was withstand more pain then others and in time I was stronger than others since I had to fend for myself most of the time.

But the just of it all, I was able to fight them back and won but then I would get in trouble because of what they started and I finished. And when that bastard found out he would beat some sense into me as he put it.

I just wanted to get away. I wanted to leave this place and never come back. I wanted to kill myself and I wasn't even 13 yet.

At that point of my life I was at the lowest point. I would fight with anyone for any reason secretly hoping they would end me. But they never could. I fought and fought but through the countless pain and bloodshed I always came out on top.

I a time I thought I was someone that could never get what they wanted so what was the point of moving on. I had given up hope long ago.

I went home just to find that the one I was supposed to call mother had taken to up and leaving us and he was there drinking once more.

"Come here boy." He said to me. And I didn't I just walked up towards my room. "I said come here!" He shouted and I turned my head to see a bottle being thrown at me. I moved my head to the side in time to see a fist heading right for me.

I grabbed it before it could hit me only to be backhanded by the other hand.

I took a step back and rubbed my face before glaring at him. The bane of my existence.

"You little shit. Do you know your mother left me today?" He shouted in a slur of words. I could smell the Alcohol coming off him. He must have been drinking this whole time.

"And what of it. It's not my problem." I said walking away when he grabbed my shoulder and spun me around.

"You fucking piece of shit! Is that all you have to say! This is your entire fault she left! Going out and getting into fights was that the type of kid I raised!" He shouted at me as he threw another punch but this time I didn't care.

I knocked his fist to the side which was as easy as it was to catch it and I pulled my other hand back and slugged him across the face knocking his head into the wall where I grabbed his collar and pulled up towards me.

"You lost the right to call me your son long ago old man." I said punching him in the face once more, "You think I enjoy fighting! I only fight because you beat me every day since I was able to walk!" I punched him again this time a cut appeared over his eye, "You blamed me for everything! How the fuck is a child supposed to be the reason of your failures!" I shouted as I dropped the hold on his collar and punched him once more this time he was sent flying back on his ass knocked out.

"Tch, you're not worth it anymore. I'm gone. She was right when she said she was leaving your sorry ass. And I am too." I said to him regardless if he could hear me or not.

I went to my room and grabbed what I could before leaving that sorry excuse of a home. I was free now; free to do whatever I wanted. But how come I felt so lost inside.

I wandered for hours. The sun had gone down and it was now night. The streets were barren with no one but me walking along. There was a person every now and then but nothing else.

I came to the forest where I used to go as a child to hide from my parents when I was beaten. It was a place I went to feel safe.

I walked along the path until I came to a fork in the road. For as long as I could remember the right lead to a path in the woods which ended on the other side but the left one lead deeper into the woods.

Never had I once thought of going down the left path until now.

I walked for an hour, it was dark now. No light from the lamp posts and from the looks of it there was none ahead of me. To the longest time I wandered in the darkness.

But then suddenly a light appeared in front of me. It was a faint purple light. But I thought it was just someone playing a prank on anyone walking down the path but the closer I got the more I could see the light was just floating in mid-air.

"What the hell is that?" I muttered as I stopped a few feet away from it. It was something I had never seen before yet it gave me the sense that I shouldn't leave it be, but I had nothing to lose now. I had nothing; no place to call home, no friends, no family….I was alone.

I reached for the light as it suddenly pulsed out this time larger and stronger than before as it engulfed my arm and pain went through me as it was taken in and then I was suddenly pulled in as the pain rushed over me.

I had no idea where I was but I knew one thing I was in pain. My head was throbbing while my body felt that it was burning over an open fire. I forced my eyes open to see that I was falling into a pit of darkness before a light appeared below. It shot out into six lights each with its own colors. A red, blue, green, yellow, pink and the last one purple.

They went flying past me as I heard talking before it stopped and everything flashed in a blinding light before me.

Then the pain came back as I landed against the hard ground face first.

I groaned out in pain as I slowly lifted my head with my sight still blurry but I was able to stand up slowly.

"That was painful." I said shaking my head as I was able to finally make things out. I was in a classroom of some kind. I know because it reminded me of my elementary school room. I noticed there was something off about it but I left it alone at the moment. I needed to figure out what was happening and just how I ended up in a school.

I got up and slowly moved over to the door which was at the top of the class. I opened it and peeked outside. There was a long hallway filled with more doors probably more classrooms. I saw a light near the end of the hall and it turned the corner leaving my sight.

"Looks like there's someone making sure no one is here. I better sneak out as fast as I can before I get caught." I opened the door wide enough for me to get out as I slipped through and closed it behind me. I made sure to move as fast and quiet as I could as I moved down the hall right where I saw the light disappear.

I stopped and peeked around the corner to see the same light heading right back towards me. I mentally cursed my luck as I ducked behind some boxes lying nearby and hide behind them as the light came back around the corner.

I heard the sound of this weird clopping sound as the light got closer.

"Strange, I was sure I heard something falling earlier. But maybe it was just my imagination." The voice said as the light turned the other way and the sound of the weird footsteps began to walk away.

I waited a moment for the sound of the clopping was gone when I peeked out from behind the boxes only to be greeted with a bright light in my face

"Aha! Found yo….oou…" I wondered why his tone went down when the light toned down and I finally got a good look at the person, no that's not the right thing to say, a horse maybe or a pony from the size of it. It was up to my chest maybe a bit taller it I included the horn on its head.

Horn? There was a freaking horn on its head. A unicorn? Really.

"What are you and how did you get into the school!" It shouted this time around but I noticed how its voice was shaky.

I didn't say anything as I turned tail and ran. I ran down the hallway with it chasing behind me.

'Ok what the hell is going on now!' I shouted in my head as I ran towards these two large doors I noticed ahead of me.

I got to them and pushed them open only to have the slam shut nearly taking my hand with it.

I noticed this green hue around the doors as I turned to see the unicorn standing a bit further down the hall panting a bit as its horn was glowing green like the door was.

"Hold it…right…there whatever you are!" It shouted at me but I just placed my hands on the door and tried to force it open but it only budged a little bit before slamming shut again.

"Shit." I whispered as I turned to face the Unicorn and saw it was panting more this time but it was standing still so why… Then it hit me. It must be using something like telekinesis to hold the doors closed so if I break his concentration then it should break the hold on the doors.

So I rushed him as he got color. I quickly grabbed its head and got hold of his horn as suddenly I felt this burning feeling as my hands went numb as soon as I grabbed him. He gasped out as if in pain but it worked the glow on the doors were gone so I dropped him and bolted out of them only to come face to face with city much like the one I lived in only.

It wasn't filled with people but instead ponies.

"Where am I!?"

Tbc-

Hey everypony! This is just a short story that I wanted to write, but no worries for those that are reading Mark of the Outsider. I will be posting the next chapter soon! But this is something I want to get out of my head first so enjoy this mini-series of a Human in Equestria.