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# Feral Anon-Part5

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3. >It's dark.
4. >Where are you?
5. >You struggle to open your eyes, but the strain is just too much.
6. >Are you dead?
7. >Probably...
8. >After that ass kicking you took, it wouldn't surprise you in the slightest.
9. >Your mind locked in silence, you force yourself to sit down.
10. >Despite your lack of vision, you could still see clearly.
11. >And yet...you didn't recognize this empty place.
12. >Always imagined you'd end up in hell when you croaked.
13. >This place would probably be worse though.
14. >Complete blackness as far as the mind could see.
15. >Being alone was nice, in fact it was the only time you could truly relax.
16. >But the boredom was something you couldn't tolerate.
17. >You get up and start walking blindly, each step causing the ground to ripple beneath your feet, like you were walking on water.
18. >Not like it mattered whichever direction you went, it was all the same anyway...
19. >...Like a desert of complete isolation.
20. >You give up and slump to the ground.
21. >Laying there like you were already dead.
22. >Well you were weren't you?
23. >Maybe now you'd finally know peace.
24. >Not having to struggle each and every god damn day just to survive, worrying about where your next meal would come from...
25. >...Where the next enemy would strike you from.
26. >Sounded nice...calm even.
27. >But something was eating at your psyche.
28. >Screaming at you.
29. >'Fucking brain, you better shut the hell up.'
30. >You grimace in frustration.
31. >'Can't you just enjoy something for once in your god damn life?'
32. >You nestle into the rippling ocean of inky darkness and relax.
33. >'Don't ruin this for me.'
34. >For the first time in your life you had a chance to finally rest.
35. >To just wait and enjoy the sound of silence.
36. >But there it is again.
37. >A casually dripping sound, disturbing your ocean.
38. >Scrapping your mind like nails on a chalkboard.
39. >'What? WHAT DO YOU WANT DAMN IT?'
40. "I don't know Anon, what "do" you want?"
41. >You roll over and look up, only to be greeted with your own reflection.
42. >Your eyes were still closed, but somehow...you can still see him.
43. >It was you...
44. >Before you became...this.
45. "Tell me what you want Anon."
46. >A moment of silence passes between the two of you.
47. >Deciding on a solid answer, you lethargically answer him.
48. I want...peace, solace, and quiet repose.
49. >His face cracks and lets out a laugh as if it was the most foolish thing he ever heard.
50. "Come now Anon, is that what you REALLY want?"
51. >As his words echo inside your head, you look deep inside and think to yourself.
52. >...No.
53. >No...of course not, you weren't that weak.
54. >The weak were prey.
55. >You were strong!
56. >Your memories start fanning flames in the blackness of your mind, sprouting out of the ocean like it was made of pure fuel ready to be consumed.
57. >Anger starts reigniting in your heart.
58. I want...to show them who I am.
59. >Gentle flames start circling the landscape, encompassing the two of you.
60. >The other "you" grins mischievously.
61. I want...to show them what happens to those who spite me.
62. >The heat intensifies as the fire grows, painfully licking at your skin.
63. I want them...to know my hatred for those who think they can do as they please with me.
64. >Your eyes shoot open as flames erupt around you.
65. I want to take the one who did this to me... and RIP THEM LIMB FROM LIMB!
66. >The other "you" gives a hearty laugh.
67. "Good, GOOD! Now go Anon, it's time to wake up."
68. >You stare deep into "yourself" and give it a stern nod.
69. "Just don't forget, or we'll have to have another chat."
70. >He chuckles.
71. >You watch him wave goodbye with a stupid shit eating smile plastered on his face.
72. >Bright light begins to engulf you as the scenery comes to fade.
74. >Its dark again.
75. >But it's different this time.
76. >You can feel your body now, every joint is being wracked with pain.
77. >A loud beeping sound is coming from somewhere near you.
78. >It's already irritating.
79. >Mild voices are conversing near you.
80. >Being this close to other people was not a good thing in your book.
81. >"I don't know what it is, I've never seen anything like it before."
82. >The familiar sound of hooves clacking on the solid ground echoes in your head.
83. >"It looks simply DREADFUL my dear. Honestly, I cannot believe such a brute had taken my poor dear Sweetie Belle away from me."
84. >Your face distorts in a mixture of anger and sadness at the mention of Sweetie Belle's name.
85. >"Well hold on thar Rarity, it seemed like a nice enough critter when we met on mah farm the other day."
86. >As the familiar voice catches your attention, it's couple by the support of a much more gentle one.
87. >"Oh..yes, he's really like a big soft teddy bear."
88. >The relaxing tone of voice is interrupted by a much more annoyingly hyperactive and cheery one.
89. >"Hehehe! He looks like a big ol' silly billy, I bet he just wanted a friend!"
90. >The condescending one returns, seemingly doing its best to dig under your skin.
91. >"Come now girls, I don't think you're taking this seriously. My dear little Sweetie Belle could've been hurt...or worse!"
92. >That name again, it reminds you that there's something important you've forgotten.
93. >Taking deep breath, you start to groan unpleasantly.
94. shwe..tiii..bellll.
95. >Catching the attention of everyone in the room, it becomes completely silent.
96. >You moan as you begin to open your eyes.
97. >The light threatens to blind you as you start to squint.
98. >Your eyes are facing the ceiling.
99. >Groggily trying to get back to your senses, you attempt to get a grasp of where you are.
100. >Shifting from the ceiling to the walls, it would seem you're in some completely white room.
101. >So unnaturally bright, the sight of it made you sick.
102. >The irony was lost on you.
103. >Looking forward you see there's a group of those damn colored horses at what seemed to be the only entrance.
104. >They had been talking earlier, but now all eyes were on you.
105. >The grossly bright pink one starts talking.
106. >"Um girls...I think it's waking up!"
107. >You grimace and try to sit up, but that's when the reality of the situation hits you.
108. >Feeling a pain in your limbs, you realize your wrists and ankles had been strapped down to each of the four corners of the bed you currently found yourself resting in.
109. >Suddenly noticing how vulnerable you are in your current state, your eyes rip open with forgotten clarity, completely blood shot as you grunt and begin tugging on the shoddy bindings.
110. >The room begins to fill with your grunts and growls of frustration.
111. >If there was one thing you hated most in life, it was being helpless.
112. >"Now hold on thar partner. We had ta make sure you didn't try anything crazy ok?"
113. >For a brief second, you completely stop just to glare at the familiar orange mare.
114. >Crazy? They hadn't seen crazy yet.
115. >Breathing angrily, you start violently wrenching your bindings open.
116. >"Settle down there-"
117. >You let out a horrific snarl, causing them all to take a step back.
118. >Clearly they underestimated your strength if they thought some cheap leather would hold you down.
119. >The bindings begin to show rips and cracks along the seams.
120. >Noticing it wouldn't take you much longer, the purple one presses something and calls out.
121. >"Uh doctor, we need some assistance in here ASAP!"
122. >After a few moments the twin doors fly open.
123. >A dull looking horse wearing a white coat enters.
124. >Despite your thrashing, he calmly walks up to you while adjusting his thin glasses.
125. >"Now, now relax this will only take a minute."
126. >He pulls out a syringe, filled with some clear fluid.
127. >The moment it enters your sight, you go completely silent and stare at it.
128. >Images of snakes, scorpions, bats, and insects fly through your mind.
129. >Needles were bad, VERY BAD.
130. >Taking your sudden change as a sign to continue, he smiles peacefully.
131. >"That's good now just calm down and relax."
132. >The stupid horse leans towards you, readying to stab you in your neck.
133. >Fucking fool should've stabbed you from farther away.
134. >Not even giving him a second to react, you suddenly twist your head to the side and bite onto his dominate hoof.
135. >Screaming in agony he drops the syringe onto the bed beside you.
136. >The sound of a leather strap giving way with *snap* echos ominously in the room.
137. >Not willing to take any chances, you grab the needle and slam it into his shoulder violently.
138. >Looking at the now empty syringe in his shoulder, he mumbles out weakly.
139. >"Oh...oh dear..."
140. >You watch as he slumps to the ground, syringe still sticking out of him.
141. >You start undoing the other straps as the others watch in terror.
142. >Applejack speaks nervously.
143. >"Uh Twilight...ya might wanna do something real quick like."
144. >Already thinking ahead of her friend, she grunts out a weak reply.
145. >"I'm...trying!"
146. >She grimaces as she starts to concentrate, horn brimming with energy.
147. >You notice a glowing light form above the purple horse's head.
148. >And that's when you remember.
149. >That fucking...GLOWING...LIGHT!
150. >Something primal takes over, pure unbridled rage as memories of that night come rushing back.
151. >Undoing the final brace that was feebly attempting to hold you back, you leap out of the bed and bound across the room on all fours in a single leap.
152. >You wouldn't give her the chance to do that shit to you a second time.
153. >Looks of sheer terror surround you as you pin the purple pony against the wall, locking your forearm in her windpipe.
154. >Tears start forming in her eyes as the light emanating from her head harmlessly dissipates.
155. >The others try to get closer to stop you.
156. >You glare at them, making your freshly captured prey wince in pain.
157. >They stop and look at each other, confused with worry, unsure of what to do.
158. >Turning back to the purple pony, your eyes narrow as you try to convey your thoughts.
159. Shin ka nara boon KAW...
160. >You words bounce off of her as she's unable to comprehend them.
161. >Recalling the name the orange one gave her, you give her a look and sneer menacingly.
162. TuWiiilaAaATTT!
163. >She grimaces as you snarl and spit out her name onto her face.
164. >Sucking in a deep breath, you get ready to make sure your point gets across.
165. OON TARA ICK NAN CAHAW!
166. >The others fold their ears back as the sound of your voice reverberates painfully throughout the room.
167. >Just as you're about to continue, the entrance bursts open.
168. >Your eyes open in surprise as three familiar fillies scramble into the room.
169. >Sweetie Belle rushes over to you and hugs your leg.
170. >"Anon! You're AWAKE!"
171. >Your grip on your captive loosens for an instant as you hear her familiar voice crack.
172. >They must have heard your shouting coming from the next room over.
173. >As the surprise begins to wear off, she comes to her senses and finally notices the situation.
174. >Looking a the purple mare hanging a foot off the ground by her own neck, Sweetie looks at you with sad face of confusion.
175. >"Why are you hurting Twilight Anon?"
176. >You look at Sweetie Belle, then reach over and grab Twilight's horn, wrenching it down painfully.
177. un bara da...ack ish dara KAW!
178. >The purple one begins silently crying as you shake it's vulnerable head violently.
179. >Looking between the two of you in a panic, the little filly begins to beg on the mare's behalf.
180. >"Please don't hurt her Anon, she's a good p0ny!"
181. >She looks up at you, tears breaking the corners of her eyes as her lips quiver sadly.
182. >"I'm...I'm sure she didn't mean it!"
183. >Breathing furiously you look at Sweetie, then back to Twilight.
184. >With a few more breathes to calm you down, you reluctantly let her go.
185. >She slumps back down on all fours coughing, holding a hoof to her neck as she strains to breath.
186. >Not one for patience, you lightly slap her face to get her attention.
187. >Pointing towards her companions, you indicate for her to join them before you change your mind.
188. >Giving her a small push on her behind, she weakly staggers over to join them.
189. >You sit down cross legged, pick up Sweetie and set her on your lap with your back against the wall.
190. >Guarding her in a protective stance, you stared at the group with undying focus, your life quite possibly depended on it.
191. >As soon as the purple reached her companions, she collapsed on the floor from exhaustion, spooking the others into mild panic.
192. >You watched as they argued amongst themselves, you couldn't be bothered to try and discern what the outcome would be.
193. >As time passed, you began to calm down and stroke Sweetie's mane.
194. >She just smiled and snuggled against you softly, silently enjoying every bit of it.
195. >What was with this filly anyway, she was like the yin to your violent yang.
196. >Giving up on watching the others talk, you lean down and start licking her hair like a cat.
197. >Really couldn't resist that marshmallow taste could you?
198. >She giggles as you give her a comical cowlick.
199. >Your fun was short lived however, as the white pony started to come near you.
200. >"Now Sweetie, it's time you stop-"
201. >You grip Sweetie tightly and snarl as the new challenger approaches.
202. >The mare's face scrunches up in an odd fashion.
203. >You can't tell if she's scared or confused, but it pleased you none the less.
204. >Calming down from your sudden outburst, she tries again.
205. >"...Sweetie, how in the world did you think befriending this...creature would be a good thing?"
206. >You unconsciously clutch Sweetie Belle to your chest, ready to protect her like your own kin.
207. >She wiggles her upper torso to a more comfortable position and hooks her front hoofs around your arm.
208. >"Good thing? He's been more of a friend to me in two whole days then you have in your entire LIFE!"
209. >The mare gasps as Sweetie's voice cracks painfully.
210. >"Now Sweetie Belle you know that simply isn't true! How could you even think such a thing?"
211. >You could feel Sweetie getting agitated and shaking in your arms.
212. >You weren't sure of what was happening, but it was making her feel bad.
213. >And anything that made her feel bad, would have to fight its way through you first.
214. >"You never let me do anything ever! There's more to life than just...school and work!"
215. >"Well I neve-"
216. >The tiny filly interrupts with a surprisingly strong voice.
217. >"You spend more time in one day with your dresses than you do with me in an entire week!"
218. >Sensing her anxiety and depression you start audibly growling at the vanilla coated mare.
219. >"Sweetie you are being unreasonable, I apologized for before, but enough is enough! If you're not to going to be sensible we're just going to have to take drastic measures!"
220. >You watched as that weird horn on her head began glowing with eery light.
221. >You can barely manage to understand the filly in your arms as she shouts out.
222. >"Wait Rarity DON'T!"
223. >The glow turned into a bright shine, preparing for whatever she had in store for you next.
224. >Your heart-rate shot up so fast you wouldn't be surprised if you had started exhaling blood instead.
225. QUIN RA DAN!
226. >Not even giving yourself time to think, you cover Sweetie to protect her face as your fist pierces right through the window next to you, causing it to shatter as if it were sugar glass.
227. >The mares, stunned with fright at your sudden actions, don't even attempt to try and stop you.
228. >Without a second thought, you brace her securely against your chest and barrel roll out the window to make your escape.
230. >You are Rarity.
231. >And a giant monkey creature just foalnapped your sister...again.
232. >Trying to process what just happened, your friends break out of their stupor.
233. >Tilting her head in confusion, Pinkie pops the question on everyp0ny's mind.
234. >"Uh girls...what just happened?"
235. >Applejack steps in between you and Pinkie, glaring at you before speaking with a matter-of-factly tone in her voice.
236. >"Seems ta me like we just spooked tha critter."
237. >You stare at Applejack, completely dumbfounded.
238. Now how exactly did a refined lady such as myself manage to intimidate a creature twice my size?
239. >The mare you thought was your friend begins to stare at you suspiciously.
240. >"Ah don't rightly know Rare, but ya'll seemed ta scare him somethin' fierce."
241. >Before you can argue further, Twilight pushes her way between the two of you.
242. >Her face looked like she was ready to throw up.
243. >"It's magic...for some reason our magic terrifies him."
244. >Applejack looks at her with wide eyed surprise.
245. >"Now why in the hay would it do that?"
246. >Sweating bullets, you look around nervously and put on your best poker face.
247. Why...I haven't the faintest idea.
248. >They all stare at you, as you back away smiling sheepishly.
249. >Blast those acting classes, they were all highway robbery.
250. >Twilight looks at you with sudden suspicion, coupled with a sense of already knowing emanating from her eyes.
251. >"Rarity, do you know something your not telling us?"
252. >Taking out a rather dapper handkerchief, you nervously wipe the sweat from your brow as the rest of your friends lock onto you with icy cold stares.
253. >Cautiously walking backwards, you feel your sensual rump bump up against the wall you ended up backing into.
254. >Looks like there was no where to escape now.
255. >Eyes shifting back and forth between the mares you hoped you could call friends, you finally relent.
256. I...may not have been "entirely"...truthful about how I managed to find him and Sweetie Belle...
257. >You shift your gaze away from them, but cannot hide from Fluttershy as she rushes straight up to your face.
258. >Silent this entire time, her lip was quivering as she hovered inside your personal space.
259. >"R-Rarity...what did you...do to him?"
260. >She glared at you with mixture of sadness and hope that she might actually be wrong, but her disapproval was so strong it was palpable.
261. >You shrink away from her surprisingly overbearing presence.
262. I'm...the reason we had to bring him to the hospital.
263. >Fluttershy puts her hooves to her mouth as she lets out a terrified gasp.
264. >"R-Rarity! H-how...how could YOU!?"
265. >Sniffling loudly, tears start to slowly trickle down her cream colored cheeks.
266. >Wait...this wasn't right, you did the proper thing.
267. >Anyp0ny else would've done the same if they were in your hooves!
268. >Gaining some renewed vigor you glare back at her.
269. She was sleeping in some dank dark cave with that horrid looking monstrosity, I had to make sure he wasn't going to harm her, even it meant getting a little...rough.
270. >The yellow mare stares back at you, flapping in the air silently as she hides her mouth behind her hooves, eyes still wide in a state of shock.
271. >"W-Why would you do such a thing, that's...that's terrible!"
272. >As her high pitched voice hits your ears, your resolve starts to crack.
273. B-But he foalnapped Sweetie Belle! I couldn't just leave her with that dangerous beas-
274. >*SLAP*
275. >The sound of her hoof connecting with your soft cheek echoed in silence, the other girls just stood across the room staring with their jaws dropped.
276. >It took you a moment to register the pain and comprehend what just happened.
277. >You turn and watch as she inhales a deep breath.
278. >"He...IS NOT A MONSTER YOU BIG MEANIE!!!"
279. >You fold your ears and wince in excruciation as she continues to shriek.
280. >"HE'S A GENTLE CREATURE THAT JUST NEEDED A FRIEND!!!"
281. >She begins to shake and sniffle, barely managing to keep going.
282. >"And now...*hic* he might be terrified of us...FOREVER!"
283. >She lands on the ground in front of you huffing and puffing, tears streaming down her eyes as she tries to catch her breath.
284. >You hold your cheek, wincing at the stinging sensation as she finishes yelling at you.
285. I'm...I'm sorry Fluttershy, I was just...scared.
286. >You look down at the linoleum tile floor, hanging your head in shame.
287. >Twilight's words finally show you some mercy.
288. >"Now girls, we all know that Rarity made a mistake, what's important is deciding how we're gonna fix this situation before it gets any worse."
289. >Applejack chimes in, trying to put in her two bits.
290. >"Ah'm tellin' ya girls, he ain't such a bad critter, why the only thing he harmed on mah farm was a whole mess o' apples the other day...poor fella must've been starvin' something fierce..."
291. >She takes off her Stetson and looks down at the floor, a sudden sullen look taking hold of her.
292. >Fluttershy tries to agree between sniffles.
293. >"Oh yes...*sniff* when I first found him, he seemed very startled, he even bit my arm really hard."
294. >She lifted it out in front of her, showing the scar for all to see.
295. >Taking a strong look at it, she audibly choked in anguish.
296. >"B-B-B-But when I cried *hic* h-h-he stopped and licked it all b-b-better!"
297. >Unable to keep her composure any longer, she sat down and hugged her arm tightly to chest, quietly sobbing thick tears onto it.
298. >Squeezing her way in between Rainbow and Pinkie, Scootaloo tries to get their attention.
299. >They all had forgotten about the fillies' presence with all the ridiculous tension in the air.
300. >"When we found him in Everfree me and Applebloom ran away, we didn't notice Sweetie Belle wasn't with us..."
301. >She awkwardly rubs a hoof along her leg from guilt.
302. >"When Sweetie Belle didn't move we thought she was a goner for sure!"
303. >She raises an eyebrow and puts on a confused thinking face.
304. >"But when he got to her...all he really did was smell and lick her a lot."
305. >Pushing the little pegasus aside, Applebloom butts in energetically.
306. >"Me too! When ah tried ta shake hooves with him, he grabbed meh an' started sniffin' an' lickin' me all over instead!"
307. >Giggling a little, she thinks back on the whole encounter.
308. >"It was REALLY weird~!"
309. >She looks up absentmindedly, unable to decide if she liked or hated it.
310. >Applejack, picking back up with the conversation, looks up at Applebloom.
311. >"Ya know... now that ah think about it, he did seem awfully attracted to mah um...scent."
312. >Recalling back to the event, she starts unconsciously rubbing her thighs together.
313. >Everyone's attention slowly focuses on her.
314. >Snapping out of it, she puts her Stetson back on and tries to hide her blushing face behind it.
315. >Pinkie and Rainbow didn't have much else to offer, seeing how they had never encountered the creature themselves.
316. >Rainbow thought it was probably dangerous to let him run free through town like that.
317. >Pinkie thought the way he talked was silly-willy~.
318. >Unbeknownst to everyone else, Twilight had already dropped out of the conversation.
319. >She had slumped back on the floor to rest her weary body and allow herself some time to think.
320. >Muttering under her breath, she began to brainstorm out loud.
321. >"A brand new species here in Ponyville, a SENTIENT species in fact! Think of the possibilities."
322. >Mumbling under her breath, she recounted the events that just occurred and combined them with everyone's first hoof knowledge of their own encounters with him.
323. >"A sentient great ape that seems to speak in some kind of broken dialect I've never heard before."
324. >She brings a hoof up and rubs her chin, pondering something while everyone continues to bicker.
325. >"Primal nature with an attraction to scents, combined with a fear of magic, yet still able to understand our own manner of speech."
326. >Her hoof stops tapping as she narrows her eyes in concentration.
327. >The image of Sweetie Belle affectionately resting on his lap nuzzling the odd creature pops back into her mind.
328. >"Yet inexplicably allows fillies within his comfort zone..."
329. >The gears begin to churn as she rolls over that thought one more time.
330. >"Allows...fillies..."
331. >She lets out a tiny gasp of sudden comprehension.
332. >"If we could just get him to cooperate perhaps we could...YES!"
333. >The girls jump in surprise as Twilight suddenly shouts and hops to her hooves.
334. >Leaning down, she moves her eyes back and forth between all of them, a sly grin on her face.
335. >"Ladies...I have an idea!"
337. >You are Anon.
338. >And you just broke out that bleached white room of a prison.
339. >Only to find yourself surrounded by shocked staring eyes in the middle of some village.
340. >Not bothering to assess the situation, you take off into a sprint straight through the center of town.
341. >You knew if you went in a straight line you would escape this place sooner or later.
342. >Any who managed to spot your visage only became perplexed by the sight of you running like a gazelle through the village streets.
343. >When more courageous stallions saw you charging down the streets with the poor filly that had been recently "foalnapped" clutched in your grasp, they would immediately attempt to stop you.
344. >"Attempt" being the key word.
345. >Socking some in the jaw, burying some in the dirt, stepping on others for added traction, none even got close to stopping you.
346. >One unicorn tried catching you with a rope he had enchanted with some kind of witchcraft.
347. >Ensnaring your free arm was his fatal mistake.
348. >The burning sensation coming off of it and seeping into your skin only sought to enrage you further.
349. >Stomping your legs into the earth to brace yourself, you yank on the rope with terrifying strength.
350. >Flying over towards you flailing his legs in a panic, the last thing the poor citizen sees is your angry scowl as your fist collides with his face.
351. >Snorting, you don't even give him a second look as you begin the race anew.
352. >As if these weak p0nies could even hope to compete with the wild cougars and wolfs you dealt with on a daily basis.
353. >Any mares unlucky enough to be in your path would scream and run away in terror.
354. >You could tell they were the smart ones.
355. >Finally breaking past the border of houses, you change paths and run along the dirt road.
356. >Thankfully, this area was less populated so there shouldn't be anymore hassles.
357. >With all this sudden action, Sweetie Belle was starting to look worse for wear.
358. >Starting to worry, you pick up the pace and hop over a fence.
359. >That familiar red barn was in your sight, and just past it your beloved forest.
360. >So focused on reaching it, you don't notice until the very last second.
361. >A large red stallion jumps out and blocks your path.
362. >You didn't have time for this...
363. >Using the momentum from your sprint, you lift your free arm and use your whole body to take a massive swing at him.
364. >He pulls back does the same, your fist locking with his hoof.
365. >The shock reverberates through both of your bodies, your muscles pulsing under the strain, but neither one of you budge.
366. >With both of you struggling equally matched, you glare at each other.
367. >His eyes full of hard earned, honest justice.
368. >Yours filled with wild malice and hate.
369. >You growl at him through your teeth.
370. oon bak nadara rawwww...
371. >His face changes from strained endurance to a sly grin.
372. >"Sorreh ther' mister, but ah ain't scared of ya nun' to much at all."
373. >Fuming through your nose, you jumped back and assessed the situation.
374. >This one was strong...VERY strong, you respected the strong.
375. >You look down at the bruised knuckles on the hand you just hit him with.
376. >You couldn't hope to defeat him with just one hand, if you weren't protecting Sweetie Belle you would've ripped out his throat by now.
377. >If you can't defeat him, the only option is to flee to safety.
378. >Keeping your head still, you look towards the forest.
379. >He chuckled out loud as he follows your eyes.
380. >"Ah'm ahfraid ah can't let yuh do that partner."
381. >With a loud snort, he spreads his legs and gets in a charging stance.
382. >"Not unless ya let that thar filly go first that is."
383. >Like hell that was going to happen.
384. >Wrapping your free arm around her for added protection, you take a defensive stance and glare him.
385. >Your staring contest was renewed once more.
386. >But oddly enough, you suddenly felt Sweetie Belle squirm in your grasp.
387. >Freeing her head out from your arms, she turned to him and spoke.
388. >"It's...it's ok Big Mac."
389. >Looking up at you, she smiles meekly.
390. >"I...I want to go with him."
391. >Confused, he stands upright again.
392. >"What do ya mean Sweetie Belle?"
393. >She looks towards the ground sadly.
394. >"I wasn't foalnapped, I...ran away to the forest."
395. >His eyes grow wide at this revelation.
396. >"And when I found Anon's home, he took me in...no questions asked."
397. >Big Mac looks at the ground, eyes shifting back and forth as he tries his best to think.
398. >"But ya'll can't just spend tha rest of yer lives living in the dang Everfree..."
399. >She looks back at him, small tears starting to trickle down her cheeks.
400. >"Please Big Mac, I don't want to go back to my sister, anything but that."
401. >He looks back at her, nervously grinding his teeth together, unsure how to cope with this situation.
402. >"But...are ya sure Sweetie Belle? Ah think Ms.Rarity will be awfully sore when she hears about it..."
403. >To his surprise she nods anyway.
404. >"Yes...I'm sure."
405. >She looks up at you, giving you a sad smile, and hugs your neck tightly.
406. >For a moment the sudden gesture makes you let your guard down, but when you come to your senses you wrap her back in a protective hug.
407. >"Well alright, if that's what ya'll want ah ain't gunna stop ya."
408. >She turns and smiles back at him.
409. >"...Thank you Big Mac."
410. >He sighs, letting his signs of exhaustion finally show.
411. >"But if he hurts ya in anyway, ima make sure he comes to regret it."
412. >He stares back at you with stern focus in his eyes.
413. >Not taking any chances, you carefully circle around him, keeping him in your sight at all times.
414. >When your back was finally towards the forest, you turned around and sprinted, disappearing into the dense foliage.
415. >Big Mac shakes his head and mutters under his breath.
416. >"Ah just don't know what fillies are thinking these days..."
418. >You had finally managed to make your way back to the forest.
419. >Finding a nearby tree, you leaned your back against it and fell down to rest.
420. >You set Sweetie Belle down on the soft loamy grass beside you as begin to pant and wheeze.
421. >That adventure had taken its toll on your body, the strain was making it difficult to breath.
422. >You had managed to get through unscathed, but deep down you knew that spectacle meant you wouldn't be able to live in peace much longer.
423. >You looked over at Sweetie Belle, she seemed a little roughed up, but nothing a little rest wouldn't cure.
424. >What bothered you most was the tears that had stained her face.
425. >The thought of those other p0nies making her so upset to the point of crying pissed you off.
426. >Flexing your fist in anger, you wince as piercing pain stabs the tendons between your knuckles.
427. >To tired to even move your neck, you lift your hand up to your face.
428. >Shards of glass were sticking out of it, most likely from that window you broke to make your escape.
429. >The pain was becoming more prominent as your adrenaline high began to wore off.
430. >Blood had been trickling down from the wounds as well.
431. >The fact that you were more worried about your blood staining Sweetie's white coat over your own well being made you chuckle.
432. >Wondering what you were laughing at, she opens her eyes and looks up at you, only to see your dripping crimson hand.
433. >Gasping in terror, she covers her mouth in shock and begins crying anew.
434. >Whimpering, she gently grabs your hand and holds it to her chest.
435. >"I'm...I'm sorry..."
436. >She starts rubbing her cheek against your wrist in a heartbreaking attempt to make everything better.
437. >"This is all my fault..."
438. >Damn it all, now her chest is gonna look all red and messed up...
439. >With a quiet sigh, you reached down with your undamaged hand pat her head a few times.
440. >She looked up into your eyes, her lips quivering, trying to apologize for what clearly was beyond her control.
441. >Frowning with frustration, you curse yourself.
442. >If only you could just convey your thoughts into words she'd understand...
443. >Staring at the lights flickering between the tree tops, you mull over that thought.
444. >Then finally something in your mind clicks and it all suddenly makes sense.
445. >You look down at her, smile warmly, and just do what seems to come naturally.
446. >Making a clicking sound with your tongue, her ears perk and twitch, the odd noise tricking her into opening her eyes and looking up.
447. >Before she can ask, you lean down and give her a kiss.
448. >Just a small one, you could call it a peck even.
449. >But that was all it took.
450. >She put a hoof to her lips, refusing to take her eyes off of you, absolutely stunned at what you just did.
451. >Smiling from ear to ear, you let out a hearty laugh.
452. >Finally getting some renewed vigor from all that rest, you show her a cheeky grin and rustle her mane.
453. >Giving her a bit of your confidence, you raise your hand and begin demonstrating how to remove all of the bits and pieces.
454. >Picking out the glass your fist had obtained was easy, you were already used to having to remove stray teeth and claws from more "adventurous" evenings.
455. >Sweetie however, didn't seem like she could handle the sight of your blood dripping down your wrist.
456. >She would shiver and flinch quietly as she watched you take each one out, piece by piece.
457. >You looked at her and sighed dejectedly, it hurt to see her like that.
458. >Reaching over, you pull her into your grasp and try to comfort her.
459. iin bara nun ba Shwee-...sWE-...SweeTeh Belle.
460. >You pet her mane softly with your clean hand, sooner or later you'd manage to say her name properly.
461. >Flicking away the final piece, you flex and inspect your hand.
462. >Everything seemed functional, and the bleeding had finally stopped.
463. >You show it to her and grin.
464. >Smiling with relief, she grabs it and nuzzles it affectionately.
465. >Geez, now her cheek was red as well...whatever, you'll find a stream or something to clean her up later.
466. >Picking her up in your arms, she giggles and hooks her arms around yours, steering you deeper into the dense jungle.
467. >Taking her lead, you smile and begin the long trudging journey towards home.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zLfCnGVeL4 >It's dark. >Where are you? >You struggle to open your eyes, but the strain is just too much. >Are you dead? >Probably... >After that ass kicking you took, it wouldn't surprise you in the slightest. >Your mind locked in silence, you force yourself to sit down. >Despite your lack of vision, you could still see clearly. >And yet...you didn't recognize this empty place. >Always imagined you'd end up in hell when you croaked. >This place would probably be worse though. >Complete blackness as far as the mind could see. >Being alone was nice, in fact it was the only time you could truly relax. >But the boredom was something you couldn't tolerate. >You get up and start walking blindly, each step causing the ground to ripple beneath your feet, like you were walking on water. >Not like it mattered whichever direction you went, it was all the same anyway... >...Like a desert of complete isolation. >You give up and slump to the ground. >Laying there like you were already dead. >Well you were weren't you? >Maybe now you'd finally know peace. >Not having to struggle each and every god damn day just to survive, worrying about where your next meal would come from... >...Where the next enemy would strike you from. >Sounded nice...calm even. >But something was eating at your psyche. >Screaming at you. >'Fucking brain, you better shut the hell up.' >You grimace in frustration. >'Can't you just enjoy something for once in your god damn life?' >You nestle into the rippling ocean of inky darkness and relax. >'Don't ruin this for me.' >For the first time in your life you had a chance to finally rest. >To just wait and enjoy the sound of silence. >But there it is again. >A casually dripping sound, disturbing your ocean. >Scrapping your mind like nails on a chalkboard. >'What? WHAT DO YOU WANT DAMN IT?' "I don't know Anon, what "do" you want?" >You roll over and look up, only to be greeted with your own reflection. >Your eyes were still closed, but somehow...you can still see him. >It was you... >Before you became...this. "Tell me what you want Anon." >A moment of silence passes between the two of you. >Deciding on a solid answer, you lethargically answer him. I want...peace, solace, and quiet repose. >His face cracks and lets out a laugh as if it was the most foolish thing he ever heard. "Come now Anon, is that what you REALLY want?" >As his words echo inside your head, you look deep inside and think to yourself. >...No. >No...of course not, you weren't that weak. >The weak were prey. >You were strong! >Your memories start fanning flames in the blackness of your mind, sprouting out of the ocean like it was made of pure fuel ready to be consumed. >Anger starts reigniting in your heart. I want...to show them who I am. >Gentle flames start circling the landscape, encompassing the two of you. >The other "you" grins mischievously. I want...to show them what happens to those who spite me. >The heat intensifies as the fire grows, painfully licking at your skin. I want them...to know my hatred for those who think they can do as they please with me. >Your eyes shoot open as flames erupt around you. I want to take the one who did this to me... and RIP THEM LIMB FROM LIMB! >The other "you" gives a hearty laugh. "Good, GOOD! Now go Anon, it's time to wake up." >You stare deep into "yourself" and give it a stern nod. "Just don't forget, or we'll have to have another chat." >He chuckles. >You watch him wave goodbye with a stupid shit eating smile plastered on his face. >Bright light begins to engulf you as the scenery comes to fade. >Its dark again. >But it's different this time. >You can feel your body now, every joint is being wracked with pain. >A loud beeping sound is coming from somewhere near you. >It's already irritating. >Mild voices are conversing near you. >Being this close to other people was not a good thing in your book. >"I don't know what it is, I've never seen anything like it before." >The familiar sound of hooves clacking on the solid ground echoes in your head. >"It looks simply DREADFUL my dear. Honestly, I cannot believe such a brute had taken my poor dear Sweetie Belle away from me." >Your face distorts in a mixture of anger and sadness at the mention of Sweetie Belle's name. >"Well hold on thar Rarity, it seemed like a nice enough critter when we met on mah farm the other day." >As the familiar voice catches your attention, it's couple by the support of a much more gentle one. >"Oh..yes, he's really like a big soft teddy bear." >The relaxing tone of voice is interrupted by a much more annoyingly hyperactive and cheery one. >"Hehehe! He looks like a big ol' silly billy, I bet he just wanted a friend!" >The condescending one returns, seemingly doing its best to dig under your skin. >"Come now girls, I don't think you're taking this seriously. My dear little Sweetie Belle could've been hurt...or worse!" >That name again, it reminds you that there's something important you've forgotten. >Taking deep breath, you start to groan unpleasantly. shwe..tiii..bellll. >Catching the attention of everyone in the room, it becomes completely silent. >You moan as you begin to open your eyes. >The light threatens to blind you as you start to squint. >Your eyes are facing the ceiling. >Groggily trying to get back to your senses, you attempt to get a grasp of where you are. >Shifting from the ceiling to the walls, it would seem you're in some completely white room. >So unnaturally bright, the sight of it made you sick. >The irony was lost on you. >Looking forward you see there's a group of those damn colored horses at what seemed to be the only entrance. >They had been talking earlier, but now all eyes were on you. >The grossly bright pink one starts talking. >"Um girls...I think it's waking up!" >You grimace and try to sit up, but that's when the reality of the situation hits you. >Feeling a pain in your limbs, you realize your wrists and ankles had been strapped down to each of the four corners of the bed you currently found yourself resting in. >Suddenly noticing how vulnerable you are in your current state, your eyes rip open with forgotten clarity, completely blood shot as you grunt and begin tugging on the shoddy bindings. >The room begins to fill with your grunts and growls of frustration. >If there was one thing you hated most in life, it was being helpless. >"Now hold on thar partner. We had ta make sure you didn't try anything crazy ok?" >For a brief second, you completely stop just to glare at the familiar orange mare. >Crazy? They hadn't seen crazy yet. >Breathing angrily, you start violently wrenching your bindings open. >"Settle down there-" >You let out a horrific snarl, causing them all to take a step back. >Clearly they underestimated your strength if they thought some cheap leather would hold you down. >The bindings begin to show rips and cracks along the seams. >Noticing it wouldn't take you much longer, the purple one presses something and calls out. >"Uh doctor, we need some assistance in here ASAP!" >After a few moments the twin doors fly open. >A dull looking horse wearing a white coat enters. >Despite your thrashing, he calmly walks up to you while adjusting his thin glasses. >"Now, now relax this will only take a minute." >He pulls out a syringe, filled with some clear fluid. >The moment it enters your sight, you go completely silent and stare at it. >Images of snakes, scorpions, bats, and insects fly through your mind. >Needles were bad, VERY BAD. >Taking your sudden change as a sign to continue, he smiles peacefully. >"That's good now just calm down and relax." >The stupid horse leans towards you, readying to stab you in your neck. >Fucking fool should've stabbed you from farther away. >Not even giving him a second to react, you suddenly twist your head to the side and bite onto his dominate hoof. >Screaming in agony he drops the syringe onto the bed beside you. >The sound of a leather strap giving way with *snap* echos ominously in the room. >Not willing to take any chances, you grab the needle and slam it into his shoulder violently. >Looking at the now empty syringe in his shoulder, he mumbles out weakly. >"Oh...oh dear..." >You watch as he slumps to the ground, syringe still sticking out of him. >You start undoing the other straps as the others watch in terror. >Applejack speaks nervously. >"Uh Twilight...ya might wanna do something real quick like." >Already thinking ahead of her friend, she grunts out a weak reply. >"I'm...trying!" >She grimaces as she starts to concentrate, horn brimming with energy. >You notice a glowing light form above the purple horse's head. >And that's when you remember. >That fucking...GLOWING...LIGHT! >Something primal takes over, pure unbridled rage as memories of that night come rushing back. >Undoing the final brace that was feebly attempting to hold you back, you leap out of the bed and bound across the room on all fours in a single leap. >You wouldn't give her the chance to do that shit to you a second time. >Looks of sheer terror surround you as you pin the purple pony against the wall, locking your forearm in her windpipe. >Tears start forming in her eyes as the light emanating from her head harmlessly dissipates. >The others try to get closer to stop you. >You glare at them, making your freshly captured prey wince in pain. >They stop and look at each other, confused with worry, unsure of what to do. >Turning back to the purple pony, your eyes narrow as you try to convey your thoughts. Shin ka nara boon KAW... >You words bounce off of her as she's unable to comprehend them. >Recalling the name the orange one gave her, you give her a look and sneer menacingly. TuWiiilaAaATTT! >She grimaces as you snarl and spit out her name onto her face. >Sucking in a deep breath, you get ready to make sure your point gets across. OON TARA ICK NAN CAHAW! >The others fold their ears back as the sound of your voice reverberates painfully throughout the room. >Just as you're about to continue, the entrance bursts open. >Your eyes open in surprise as three familiar fillies scramble into the room. >Sweetie Belle rushes over to you and hugs your leg. >"Anon! You're AWAKE!" >Your grip on your captive loosens for an instant as you hear her familiar voice crack. >They must have heard your shouting coming from the next room over. >As the surprise begins to wear off, she comes to her senses and finally notices the situation. >Looking a the purple mare hanging a foot off the ground by her own neck, Sweetie looks at you with sad face of confusion. >"Why are you hurting Twilight Anon?" >You look at Sweetie Belle, then reach over and grab Twilight's horn, wrenching it down painfully. un bara da...ack ish dara KAW! >The purple one begins silently crying as you shake it's vulnerable head violently. >Looking between the two of you in a panic, the little filly begins to beg on the mare's behalf. >"Please don't hurt her Anon, she's a good p0ny!" >She looks up at you, tears breaking the corners of her eyes as her lips quiver sadly. >"I'm...I'm sure she didn't mean it!" >Breathing furiously you look at Sweetie, then back to Twilight. >With a few more breathes to calm you down, you reluctantly let her go. >She slumps back down on all fours coughing, holding a hoof to her neck as she strains to breath. >Not one for patience, you lightly slap her face to get her attention. >Pointing towards her companions, you indicate for her to join them before you change your mind. >Giving her a small push on her behind, she weakly staggers over to join them. >You sit down cross legged, pick up Sweetie and set her on your lap with your back against the wall. >Guarding her in a protective stance, you stared at the group with undying focus, your life quite possibly depended on it. >As soon as the purple reached her companions, she collapsed on the floor from exhaustion, spooking the others into mild panic. >You watched as they argued amongst themselves, you couldn't be bothered to try and discern what the outcome would be. >As time passed, you began to calm down and stroke Sweetie's mane. >She just smiled and snuggled against you softly, silently enjoying every bit of it. >What was with this filly anyway, she was like the yin to your violent yang. >Giving up on watching the others talk, you lean down and start licking her hair like a cat. >Really couldn't resist that marshmallow taste could you? >She giggles as you give her a comical cowlick. >Your fun was short lived however, as the white pony started to come near you. >"Now Sweetie, it's time you stop-" >You grip Sweetie tightly and snarl as the new challenger approaches. >The mare's face scrunches up in an odd fashion. >You can't tell if she's scared or confused, but it pleased you none the less. >Calming down from your sudden outburst, she tries again. >"...Sweetie, how in the world did you think befriending this...creature would be a good thing?" >You unconsciously clutch Sweetie Belle to your chest, ready to protect her like your own kin. >She wiggles her upper torso to a more comfortable position and hooks her front hoofs around your arm. >"Good thing? He's been more of a friend to me in two whole days then you have in your entire LIFE!" >The mare gasps as Sweetie's voice cracks painfully. >"Now Sweetie Belle you know that simply isn't true! How could you even think such a thing?" >You could feel Sweetie getting agitated and shaking in your arms. >You weren't sure of what was happening, but it was making her feel bad. >And anything that made her feel bad, would have to fight its way through you first. >"You never let me do anything ever! There's more to life than just...school and work!" >"Well I neve-" >The tiny filly interrupts with a surprisingly strong voice. >"You spend more time in one day with your dresses than you do with me in an entire week!" >Sensing her anxiety and depression you start audibly growling at the vanilla coated mare. >"Sweetie you are being unreasonable, I apologized for before, but enough is enough! If you're not to going to be sensible we're just going to have to take drastic measures!" >You watched as that weird horn on her head began glowing with eery light. >You can barely manage to understand the filly in your arms as she shouts out. >"Wait Rarity DON'T!" >The glow turned into a bright shine, preparing for whatever she had in store for you next. >Your heart-rate shot up so fast you wouldn't be surprised if you had started exhaling blood instead. QUIN RA DAN! >Not even giving yourself time to think, you cover Sweetie to protect her face as your fist pierces right through the window next to you, causing it to shatter as if it were sugar glass. >The mares, stunned with fright at your sudden actions, don't even attempt to try and stop you. >Without a second thought, you brace her securely against your chest and barrel roll out the window to make your escape. >You are Rarity. >And a giant monkey creature just foalnapped your sister...again. >Trying to process what just happened, your friends break out of their stupor. >Tilting her head in confusion, Pinkie pops the question on everyp0ny's mind. >"Uh girls...what just happened?" >Applejack steps in between you and Pinkie, glaring at you before speaking with a matter-of-factly tone in her voice. >"Seems ta me like we just spooked tha critter." >You stare at Applejack, completely dumbfounded. Now how exactly did a refined lady such as myself manage to intimidate a creature twice my size? >The mare you thought was your friend begins to stare at you suspiciously. >"Ah don't rightly know Rare, but ya'll seemed ta scare him somethin' fierce." >Before you can argue further, Twilight pushes her way between the two of you. >Her face looked like she was ready to throw up. >"It's magic...for some reason our magic terrifies him." >Applejack looks at her with wide eyed surprise. >"Now why in the hay would it do that?" >Sweating bullets, you look around nervously and put on your best poker face. Why...I haven't the faintest idea. >They all stare at you, as you back away smiling sheepishly. >Blast those acting classes, they were all highway robbery. >Twilight looks at you with sudden suspicion, coupled with a sense of already knowing emanating from her eyes. >"Rarity, do you know something your not telling us?" >Taking out a rather dapper handkerchief, you nervously wipe the sweat from your brow as the rest of your friends lock onto you with icy cold stares. >Cautiously walking backwards, you feel your sensual rump bump up against the wall you ended up backing into. >Looks like there was no where to escape now. >Eyes shifting back and forth between the mares you hoped you could call friends, you finally relent. I...may not have been "entirely"...truthful about how I managed to find him and Sweetie Belle... >You shift your gaze away from them, but cannot hide from Fluttershy as she rushes straight up to your face. >Silent this entire time, her lip was quivering as she hovered inside your personal space. >"R-Rarity...what did you...do to him?" >She glared at you with mixture of sadness and hope that she might actually be wrong, but her disapproval was so strong it was palpable. >You shrink away from her surprisingly overbearing presence. I'm...the reason we had to bring him to the hospital. >Fluttershy puts her hooves to her mouth as she lets out a terrified gasp. >"R-Rarity! H-how...how could YOU!?" >Sniffling loudly, tears start to slowly trickle down her cream colored cheeks. >Wait...this wasn't right, you did the proper thing. >Anyp0ny else would've done the same if they were in your hooves! >Gaining some renewed vigor you glare back at her. She was sleeping in some dank dark cave with that horrid looking monstrosity, I had to make sure he wasn't going to harm her, even it meant getting a little...rough. >The yellow mare stares back at you, flapping in the air silently as she hides her mouth behind her hooves, eyes still wide in a state of shock. >"W-Why would you do such a thing, that's...that's terrible!" >As her high pitched voice hits your ears, your resolve starts to crack. B-But he foalnapped Sweetie Belle! I couldn't just leave her with that dangerous beas- >*SLAP* >The sound of her hoof connecting with your soft cheek echoed in silence, the other girls just stood across the room staring with their jaws dropped. >It took you a moment to register the pain and comprehend what just happened. >You turn and watch as she inhales a deep breath. >"He...IS NOT A MONSTER YOU BIG MEANIE!!!" >You fold your ears and wince in excruciation as she continues to shriek. >"HE'S A GENTLE CREATURE THAT JUST NEEDED A FRIEND!!!" >She begins to shake and sniffle, barely managing to keep going. >"And now...*hic* he might be terrified of us...FOREVER!" >She lands on the ground in front of you huffing and puffing, tears streaming down her eyes as she tries to catch her breath. >You hold your cheek, wincing at the stinging sensation as she finishes yelling at you. I'm...I'm sorry Fluttershy, I was just...scared. >You look down at the linoleum tile floor, hanging your head in shame. >Twilight's words finally show you some mercy. >"Now girls, we all know that Rarity made a mistake, what's important is deciding how we're gonna fix this situation before it gets any worse." >Applejack chimes in, trying to put in her two bits. >"Ah'm tellin' ya girls, he ain't such a bad critter, why the only thing he harmed on mah farm was a whole mess o' apples the other day...poor fella must've been starvin' something fierce..." >She takes off her Stetson and looks down at the floor, a sudden sullen look taking hold of her. >Fluttershy tries to agree between sniffles. >"Oh yes...*sniff* when I first found him, he seemed very startled, he even bit my arm really hard." >She lifted it out in front of her, showing the scar for all to see. >Taking a strong look at it, she audibly choked in anguish. >"B-B-B-But when I cried *hic* h-h-he stopped and licked it all b-b-better!" >Unable to keep her composure any longer, she sat down and hugged her arm tightly to chest, quietly sobbing thick tears onto it. >Squeezing her way in between Rainbow and Pinkie, Scootaloo tries to get their attention. >They all had forgotten about the fillies' presence with all the ridiculous tension in the air. >"When we found him in Everfree me and Applebloom ran away, we didn't notice Sweetie Belle wasn't with us..." >She awkwardly rubs a hoof along her leg from guilt. >"When Sweetie Belle didn't move we thought she was a goner for sure!" >She raises an eyebrow and puts on a confused thinking face. >"But when he got to her...all he really did was smell and lick her a lot." >Pushing the little pegasus aside, Applebloom butts in energetically. >"Me too! When ah tried ta shake hooves with him, he grabbed meh an' started sniffin' an' lickin' me all over instead!" >Giggling a little, she thinks back on the whole encounter. >"It was REALLY weird~!" >She looks up absentmindedly, unable to decide if she liked or hated it. >Applejack, picking back up with the conversation, looks up at Applebloom. >"Ya know... now that ah think about it, he did seem awfully attracted to mah um...scent." >Recalling back to the event, she starts unconsciously rubbing her thighs together. >Everyone's attention slowly focuses on her. >Snapping out of it, she puts her Stetson back on and tries to hide her blushing face behind it. >Pinkie and Rainbow didn't have much else to offer, seeing how they had never encountered the creature themselves. >Rainbow thought it was probably dangerous to let him run free through town like that. >Pinkie thought the way he talked was silly-willy~. >Unbeknownst to everyone else, Twilight had already dropped out of the conversation. >She had slumped back on the floor to rest her weary body and allow herself some time to think. >Muttering under her breath, she began to brainstorm out loud. >"A brand new species here in Ponyville, a SENTIENT species in fact! Think of the possibilities." >Mumbling under her breath, she recounted the events that just occurred and combined them with everyone's first hoof knowledge of their own encounters with him. >"A sentient great ape that seems to speak in some kind of broken dialect I've never heard before." >She brings a hoof up and rubs her chin, pondering something while everyone continues to bicker. >"Primal nature with an attraction to scents, combined with a fear of magic, yet still able to understand our own manner of speech." >Her hoof stops tapping as she narrows her eyes in concentration. >The image of Sweetie Belle affectionately resting on his lap nuzzling the odd creature pops back into her mind. >"Yet inexplicably allows fillies within his comfort zone..." >The gears begin to churn as she rolls over that thought one more time. >"Allows...fillies..." >She lets out a tiny gasp of sudden comprehension. >"If we could just get him to cooperate perhaps we could...YES!" >The girls jump in surprise as Twilight suddenly shouts and hops to her hooves. >Leaning down, she moves her eyes back and forth between all of them, a sly grin on her face. >"Ladies...I have an idea!" >You are Anon. >And you just broke out that bleached white room of a prison. >Only to find yourself surrounded by shocked staring eyes in the middle of some village. >Not bothering to assess the situation, you take off into a sprint straight through the center of town. >You knew if you went in a straight line you would escape this place sooner or later. >Any who managed to spot your visage only became perplexed by the sight of you running like a gazelle through the village streets. >When more courageous stallions saw you charging down the streets with the poor filly that had been recently "foalnapped" clutched in your grasp, they would immediately attempt to stop you. >"Attempt" being the key word. >Socking some in the jaw, burying some in the dirt, stepping on others for added traction, none even got close to stopping you. >One unicorn tried catching you with a rope he had enchanted with some kind of witchcraft. >Ensnaring your free arm was his fatal mistake. >The burning sensation coming off of it and seeping into your skin only sought to enrage you further. >Stomping your legs into the earth to brace yourself, you yank on the rope with terrifying strength. >Flying over towards you flailing his legs in a panic, the last thing the poor citizen sees is your angry scowl as your fist collides with his face. >Snorting, you don't even give him a second look as you begin the race anew. >As if these weak p0nies could even hope to compete with the wild cougars and wolfs you dealt with on a daily basis. >Any mares unlucky enough to be in your path would scream and run away in terror. >You could tell they were the smart ones. >Finally breaking past the border of houses, you change paths and run along the dirt road. >Thankfully, this area was less populated so there shouldn't be anymore hassles. >With all this sudden action, Sweetie Belle was starting to look worse for wear. >Starting to worry, you pick up the pace and hop over a fence. >That familiar red barn was in your sight, and just past it your beloved forest. >So focused on reaching it, you don't notice until the very last second. >A large red stallion jumps out and blocks your path. >You didn't have time for this... >Using the momentum from your sprint, you lift your free arm and use your whole body to take a massive swing at him. >He pulls back does the same, your fist locking with his hoof. >The shock reverberates through both of your bodies, your muscles pulsing under the strain, but neither one of you budge. >With both of you struggling equally matched, you glare at each other. >His eyes full of hard earned, honest justice. >Yours filled with wild malice and hate. >You growl at him through your teeth. oon bak nadara rawwww... >His face changes from strained endurance to a sly grin. >"Sorreh ther' mister, but ah ain't scared of ya nun' to much at all." >Fuming through your nose, you jumped back and assessed the situation. >This one was strong...VERY strong, you respected the strong. >You look down at the bruised knuckles on the hand you just hit him with. >You couldn't hope to defeat him with just one hand, if you weren't protecting Sweetie Belle you would've ripped out his throat by now. >If you can't defeat him, the only option is to flee to safety. >Keeping your head still, you look towards the forest. >He chuckled out loud as he follows your eyes. >"Ah'm ahfraid ah can't let yuh do that partner." >With a loud snort, he spreads his legs and gets in a charging stance. >"Not unless ya let that thar filly go first that is." >Like hell that was going to happen. >Wrapping your free arm around her for added protection, you take a defensive stance and glare him. >Your staring contest was renewed once more. >But oddly enough, you suddenly felt Sweetie Belle squirm in your grasp. >Freeing her head out from your arms, she turned to him and spoke. >"It's...it's ok Big Mac." >Looking up at you, she smiles meekly. >"I...I want to go with him." >Confused, he stands upright again. >"What do ya mean Sweetie Belle?" >She looks towards the ground sadly. >"I wasn't foalnapped, I...ran away to the forest." >His eyes grow wide at this revelation. >"And when I found Anon's home, he took me in...no questions asked." >Big Mac looks at the ground, eyes shifting back and forth as he tries his best to think. >"But ya'll can't just spend tha rest of yer lives living in the dang Everfree..." >She looks back at him, small tears starting to trickle down her cheeks. >"Please Big Mac, I don't want to go back to my sister, anything but that." >He looks back at her, nervously grinding his teeth together, unsure how to cope with this situation. >"But...are ya sure Sweetie Belle? Ah think Ms.Rarity will be awfully sore when she hears about it..." >To his surprise she nods anyway. >"Yes...I'm sure." >She looks up at you, giving you a sad smile, and hugs your neck tightly. >For a moment the sudden gesture makes you let your guard down, but when you come to your senses you wrap her back in a protective hug. >"Well alright, if that's what ya'll want ah ain't gunna stop ya." >She turns and smiles back at him. >"...Thank you Big Mac." >He sighs, letting his signs of exhaustion finally show. >"But if he hurts ya in anyway, ima make sure he comes to regret it." >He stares back at you with stern focus in his eyes. >Not taking any chances, you carefully circle around him, keeping him in your sight at all times. >When your back was finally towards the forest, you turned around and sprinted, disappearing into the dense foliage. >Big Mac shakes his head and mutters under his breath. >"Ah just don't know what fillies are thinking these days..." >You had finally managed to make your way back to the forest. >Finding a nearby tree, you leaned your back against it and fell down to rest. >You set Sweetie Belle down on the soft loamy grass beside you as begin to pant and wheeze. >That adventure had taken its toll on your body, the strain was making it difficult to breath. >You had managed to get through unscathed, but deep down you knew that spectacle meant you wouldn't be able to live in peace much longer. >You looked over at Sweetie Belle, she seemed a little roughed up, but nothing a little rest wouldn't cure. >What bothered you most was the tears that had stained her face. >The thought of those other p0nies making her so upset to the point of crying pissed you off. >Flexing your fist in anger, you wince as piercing pain stabs the tendons between your knuckles. >To tired to even move your neck, you lift your hand up to your face. >Shards of glass were sticking out of it, most likely from that window you broke to make your escape. >The pain was becoming more prominent as your adrenaline high began to wore off. >Blood had been trickling down from the wounds as well. >The fact that you were more worried about your blood staining Sweetie's white coat over your own well being made you chuckle. >Wondering what you were laughing at, she opens her eyes and looks up at you, only to see your dripping crimson hand. >Gasping in terror, she covers her mouth in shock and begins crying anew. >Whimpering, she gently grabs your hand and holds it to her chest. >"I'm...I'm sorry..." >She starts rubbing her cheek against your wrist in a heartbreaking attempt to make everything better. >"This is all my fault..." >Damn it all, now her chest is gonna look all red and messed up... >With a quiet sigh, you reached down with your undamaged hand pat her head a few times. >She looked up into your eyes, her lips quivering, trying to apologize for what clearly was beyond her control. >Frowning with frustration, you curse yourself. >If only you could just convey your thoughts into words she'd understand... >Staring at the lights flickering between the tree tops, you mull over that thought. >Then finally something in your mind clicks and it all suddenly makes sense. >You look down at her, smile warmly, and just do what seems to come naturally. >Making a clicking sound with your tongue, her ears perk and twitch, the odd noise tricking her into opening her eyes and looking up. >Before she can ask, you lean down and give her a kiss. >Just a small one, you could call it a peck even. >But that was all it took. >She put a hoof to her lips, refusing to take her eyes off of you, absolutely stunned at what you just did. >Smiling from ear to ear, you let out a hearty laugh. >Finally getting some renewed vigor from all that rest, you show her a cheeky grin and rustle her mane. >Giving her a bit of your confidence, you raise your hand and begin demonstrating how to remove all of the bits and pieces. >Picking out the glass your fist had obtained was easy, you were already used to having to remove stray teeth and claws from more "adventurous" evenings. >Sweetie however, didn't seem like she could handle the sight of your blood dripping down your wrist. >She would shiver and flinch quietly as she watched you take each one out, piece by piece. >You looked at her and sighed dejectedly, it hurt to see her like that. >Reaching over, you pull her into your grasp and try to comfort her. iin bara nun ba Shwee-...sWE-...SweeTeh Belle. >You pet her mane softly with your clean hand, sooner or later you'd manage to say her name properly. >Flicking away the final piece, you flex and inspect your hand. >Everything seemed functional, and the bleeding had finally stopped. >You show it to her and grin. >Smiling with relief, she grabs it and nuzzles it affectionately. >Geez, now her cheek was red as well...whatever, you'll find a stream or something to clean her up later. >Picking her up in your arms, she giggles and hooks her arms around yours, steering you deeper into the dense jungle. >Taking her lead, you smile and begin the long trudging journey towards home. http://dereklestrange.deviantart.com/#/d5s0mjo