The backstory of Leaky Lewey

It was a year or two before Marcus made his appearance, as well as one of the main reasons why the purity ponies entered their losing streak era. It all started with an innocent young man at the center. The young man being Lewey Legerstine.

Lewey was a nerdy kid, not to mention his anxiousness and short stature. This made him a target for bullies. Delinquents, mean girls, and the jocks were just a few of the groups that turned this poor lad into a punching bag. However, the group that tormented him the worst was the jocks. They would throw him into lockers, take his lunch, and force him to do their homework. Not to mention forcing him to give them test answers during exams, if they managed to get a single question wrong the result would be hell for poor Lewey.

You’re probably thinking right now, where were the teachers during all this? Truth be told they already knew, they just pretended not to see. They were either paid into compliance by the jocks’ families to not do anything, or they simply didn’t care. Their ignorance towards Lewey’s allowed things to get worse. Lewey used to love going to school, but as time continued he began to hate it. He hated being bullied, he hated getting beaten, he hated being ignored, and most of all he hated how his tormentors were never caught. To make matters worse, his parents were under fire too. The families of the jocks were ones of influence, meaning Lewey’s own parents could do nothing but watch as he suffered.

To make matters worse, his tormentors found ways to bully him which lowered the risk of him getting caught. Of all these methods, the one Lewey hated the most was how they used water to torture him. Throwing buckets of ice cold water at him, spraying water at his pants, dumping his notebooks in toilet water, etc. Despite this torture, Lewey kept going, he hoped that somehow his days would get better. Then it happened, maybe it was due to their facade or maybe they really were ignorant of what was happening. A teacher was looking over the exams and noticed similarities in the answers of Lewey and the jocks. This led to the teacher making a new exam rule, any signs or proof of cheating would be met with immediate failure.

From that day on, Lewey’s exams and those of the jocks would receive countless failures. With every failure, Lewey’s life became worse. The jocks tormented him with warped amusement every time they failed an exam. When things didn’t get better the jocks got pissed, they began to beat him physically again. Instead of helping him, the teachers berated Lewey for not doing his job better. It got to the point where Lewey developed a chronic limp in his leg, due to the constant pain he was in. His parents were still unable to do anything, all they could do was cry as they watched their son get beaten half to death and come home the next day. Then the final day arrived.

It was the day before Christmas break, Lewey’s parents went on a vacation without him and promised to make it back before Christmas to make it up to him. Lewey was tired at this point, he was tired of being bullied, tired of being ignored, and most of all tired of his parents not protecting him. Lewey limped to school with a rage burning inside of him. As he walked into the classroom his desk was vandalized as usual, and the class followed with their usual snickers. At this point Lewey had enough, he threw his desk over and started losing it. Usually the class would laugh at his outburst, but this time they were startled. They’ve never seen Lewey act this way before, and Lewey was done hiding his rage. He tore into everyone in the class: the idiots, the mean girls, the jocks, and most importantly his crappy teacher. After all that he stormed out wishing death to them all. If only things ended there, you know the jocks had to try and get the last laugh.

The jocks found Lewey weeping and dragged him to the locker room, where they gave him the greatest beating of his life. However, that’s not the worst part, after they finished destroying him they didn’t let him go. They took him and threw him in the ice cooler where they kept their ice and cold water. To add insult to injury, they filled the cooler with water and slammed it shut. Poor Lewey struggled to open the cooler to free himself, how could he with that mangled body he had. The snickering jocks left him there unable to get out, those monsters forgot something important. The cooler was designed to lock automatically if you didn’t press a button in a certain amount of time, meaning Lewey was locked in the cooler filled with water. In his last moments, all that Lewey wanted was to be dry.

Eventually Lewey’s parents returned from their trip, but Lewey was nowhere to be seen. The couple assumed he ran away from home. At first they thought he might return, but after Christmas break was over their son didn’t return. The couple was now frantic, where did their son go? What happened to him? They would find out a week later.

The jocks were eager to get back to practice, however that’s when they smelled something putrid coming from the locker room. The jocks were pissed, they assumed someone pranked them. That was until one of them looked at the cooler and shuddered, the rest of them followed the gaze of their friend. That’s when they remembered what they did, and remembered how the cooler worked. The jocks silently looked at each other praying what they assumed happened wasn’t the answer. One of them had the courage to walk over, and then with a heavy heart he opened the cooler. Inside was a grotesque sight, it was Lewey dead and frozen in ice. The smell enveloped the locker room, the jocks screamed and some even vomited. The panic brought the attention of the coach, needless to say he was horrified by what he saw. The coach ran out screaming to clear the gym, only for the scream of one of the cheerleaders to fill the space. The coach turned to watch the idiotic jocks bringing the cooler out the locker room, letting the whole gym know what happened.

Students began screaming, there was more vomit, and the coach nearly fainted. Soon the headmaster caught wind of what happened and now that everyone knew he had no choice but to inform Lewey's parents. Upon finding out their son was dead something broke inside them, even more so when they saw his body. Lewey’s mom lost her sanity and hit the floor, his father scowled and grabbed the coach. He demanded to know why this happened, due to the coach’s silence Lewey’s father responded by beating him. It took four grown men to pull him off, by the time he was done the coach’s face was caved in. It goes without saying that the school was sued, including the families of those jocks. You would think this would’ve made Lewey’s parents happy, but it didn’t. They failed to protect their son, that caused them to fall into a severe state of depression.

When the jocks returned to school they were a pale shadow of themselves, the death of Lewey hung over their heads. Lewey’s old class was terrified, even more so because they could’ve stopped this. That’s when it happened, one of the jocks screamed. Everyone looked at him as he said something dripped on him, they thought nothing of it until a week later. That same jock drowned in his jacuzzi, and died. That was only the beginning, soon enough other jocks began dying and each incident held one common thread. All the deaths involved something that related to water. Eventually all the jocks involved and their families were dead, Lewey’s classmates knew this wasn’t a coincidence. It was Lewey’s revenge, although the teacher told them they were being paranoid and reprimanded them for it. Later that day, the teacher drove of a bridge with his car and died. To make matters worse, the house where Lewey used to live flooded with his parents still inside. Then as if to punish their silence, it collapsed with them still inside. This put the whole school in a state of panic, immediately Lewey’s classmates were split into different classrooms. The students who didn’t fit went to different schools, and Lewey’s old class was made into an art supplies storage room.

After a while, the school got back to normal and things finally settled down. However, some people would mention hearing a voice sometimes as they walked the halls. The voice would say, “Please, I just want to be dry…” and it would be followed by a dripping sound.