>>How do you keep getting yourself into these situations?
>>You stand before a hulking colossus that wants you dead
>>At your feet lay three fillies, one of whom is related to Applejack
>>Not that you care about Applejack, right now
>>You take a step back and clench your teeth
>>So much time, maybe two hours, down in this dustbowl and it comes down to this?
>>You're in no condition to fight, but they slammed the gate closed on you
>>There is no escape
>>This four to five hundred pound monster is intent on your destruction
>>And all around you are the cheers and jeers of its peers, waving their arms like it was a sporting event
>>The three fillies shake, they quiver in fear
>>They are frozen in horror as they look on the Diamond Dog
>>There is no hope
>>But you made a promise
>>And you will die before they do
 
Girls, take off
>>You command, keeping your gaze, hateful and venomous, locked on your challenger
>>Just like the old days
>>“A..Anon...”
>>Sweetie Belle stutters
>>Scootaloo and Apple Bloom are able to summon up the courage to grab her by her forelegs and drag her off
>>They head as far across the large fighting pit as they can from you and he
>>The pit at the bottom of the Colosseum is large, so they should have no trouble avoiding collateral damage
>>The crowd is vicious, but you and he face off in a stare down for approximately ten seconds before he speaks up in his raspy voice
>>“My name is Tecumseh”
>>You furrow your eyebrows
>>“What's yours?”
Pug.
 
>>He snorts aggressively, slamming his fists against the ground as he edges closer and closer
>>“No. Your real name. I want to know who killed my brother before I end you.”
>>You ball your fists. They vibrate with blood pressure. Your knuckles go white.
I am Anonymous
>>He snorts again
>>“Anonymous, huh? Well... I'm going to make this as long and painful as I can.”
>>You sneered at him
>>You acted tough
>>A real badass
>>But you were pale from blood loss
>>Your left eye was encrusted shut from blood streaming down. This makes your left side blind
>>You're hungry
>>You're thirsty
>>Your throat is sore
>>You are choking from the course air of the underground
>>“Any last words, Mister Anonymous?”
>>You use this second to analyze your opponent. With those long arms, he had range over you
>>Just like his brother, you will be best served getting inside
>>He could floor you in one good shot. You've already experienced this
>>You cannot, under any circumstances, try to block this guy
>>He will overpower any sort of attempt to block and you'll get floored, such was the size and strength disparity
>>You doubted that you would even be able to counter
Your brother knew the risks.
>>The poor crusaders didn't know what was going on. This dialogue went over their heads
>>They hardly knew you
>>They didn't know these guys
>>They were just in the crossfire
 
>>You throw up your dukes
>>He goes for an overhand
>>You try to slip to the inside, but get nailed
 
>>In one shot, you are on the ground, your head bouncing off the stony surface
>>Your cut bursts open, and yet more blood seeps out
>>The crowd goes crazy
>>The three fillies gasp, hugging one another
>>Hope drained from them instantly
>>You lay on the ground, your mouth hanging open and your eyes closed
>>Your body tells you 'that's it, I'm done.'
>>Your brain agrees. 'Sorry, anon. You've pushed us too hard for this shit'
>>You relax, just... a little sleep, that's all. Just a little sleep.
>>A foot scoops under your torso and kicks, flipping you onto your back
>>“My brother was tougher than that. I can't believe he died to a worthless like you.”
>>Slowly you force yourself to get up, even if your body resists cooperation
>>He raises an eyebrow
>>The crowd, as ever, is wild. They're crazy for it.
>>Blood. More blood for their entertainment
>>Your hatred for the ponies seemed so far away, now
>>Their betrayal was not even a factor
>>If you couldn't do this, you were so dead. There would be no more life, even if yours wasn't really worth living
>>Human greed
>>Maybe Celestia was taking notes
>>As if it mattered
>>“Anon! Watch out!”
>>Apple Bloom called out
>>Your wherewithal was so shot, that you could not evade the right hook that slammed into the entire left side of your face
>>It sounded like thunder, and sent you reeling
>>What came next was a body shot, a hooking punch that caused you to double over and actually lifted you off the ground before you fell on your hands and knees
>>You vomit
>>The familiar taste of blood fills your mouth
>>The sand and stone runs red with your blood
>>Thoughts are hazy
>>Double vision
 
>>You used to be the Ponyville champ. Now look at you
>>Target as big as a barn. Few weeks ago you were begging for something like this
>>This sucked, too. You liked to emphasize counters
>>If you can't block, it was hard to counter
>>You crawl back up to your feet
>>Come on, body. We die if you give out, here
>>You put up your dukes, like a fuckin champ
>>You're Anonymous
>>You aren't going to go down that easily
>>Another overhand is thrown at you
>>You manage to slip to the outside, and put up some sort of offense
>>However futile it may be
 
>>The last few minutes have been a blur
>>It all melded in to itself
>>You did not know what was going on
>>You could not think ahead
>>You could not think behind
>>You live second by second
>>He has figured out your blind left side, so whenever you see a muscle on his right side flinch you get cautious
>>He has also noticed this, so he's starting to throw feints
>>He's hitting you far more than you've hit him, and his hits are each like a bullet train
>>He goes for a straight punch, since he has you at range
>>It's with his right
>>You slip to the outside, using your size to maneuver out of his direct view
>>You're trying to force him to track you
>>He really committed himself to that one, your eyes shoot open
>>His right side is completely open and unguarded
>>You throw your right out in a hooking motion, throwing your hips into it
>>Then a left hook
>>Then a right
>>Then a left
 
>>You lay into him, you close the gap and Your left hand latches his shoulder, your right tucks down by your hip and sockets up into his kidney
>>Again
>>And again
>>And again still
>>You push off of him to observe the damage you've done
>>And you are immediately deflated when, given the pest chance you can hope for, he is just staring at >>you before he slowly turns to face you
Well...
>>Your left eye is black at this point in the fight
>>You put your dukes up, and go back on the attack
>>“This is a totally lost cause”
>>Scootaloo observes, cringing as you get thrown down to the ground again
>>“Girls, we need to think of somethin'!”
>>Apple Bloom speaks up, hitting her forehoof to the ground
>>Your body slaps the ground just in front of them before being dragged off to the massacre machine for yet another round
>>They recoil
>>“Yeah, but Anon is kinda a wimp”
>>Scootaloo observes again
>>You didn't hear that. Good thing, too. It was the last thing you needed to hear
>>“I don't wanna stay here forever!”
>>Sweetie Belle speaks up
>>“We won't. This is what we'll do:”
>>Scootaloo organizes their grand strategy
>>But you're getting destroyed
>>Your face is a train wreck
Uhhh...
>>Is about the only sound you can produce on your own free will
>>You're a better fighter than this guy. You know you are.
>>But with all these handicaps? You were done before you even started
>>He lunges forward at you, and you instinctively swing in low and drive an uppercut into his chin
>>It sends him flying back
>>By harmonizing the legs, hips, shoulders, and elbows you punch far in excess of your weight
>>The crowd falls silent
 
>>It was your first good hit on this guy
>>He gets right back up
>>And the crowd goes wild again
>>Fucking dogs, every one of them
>>This guy is just PHENOMINAL
>>It's like fighting a sentient boulder
>>You stagger back
>>Hope is starting to waver
>>“That was a good shot. But I bet you're out of gas, Anonymous.”
>>He was right
>>You were fighting your own body to follow your commands more than you were focusing on fighting this guy
>>He walks forward, no longer even worried that you will fight back
>>“Well, it's been a real hoot. But your time is done. Say hello to my brother when you see him”
>>He lines up a shot on you
>>This is it
>>You look death in the eye
>>You are Anonymous
>>You will not back down
>>But your attention is grabbed when Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom dart behind him
>>Suddenly, Scootaloo
>>You don't know how she did it
>>She somehow leapfrogged off your shoulders, and right into this guys' face with a karate kick
>>He is surprised, nailed right in the nose
>>He staggers back, his ankles come in contact with Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle
>>He falls on his back
>>You are left wondering just what happened
>>Scootaloo jumps on his chest and sticks out her tongue
>>“Try picking on someone your own size! Blawawawa!”
>>She shakes her head left and right, flinging her tongue all over
>>“Gah!”
>>Tecumseh roars a beastly roar and tries to close his arms around her, but she skilfully darts away
>>Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom all get in a side-by-side formation and show their bottoms to the large canine, lifting their tails and taunting.
>>“Nya nyanya nyanya NYA~!”
 
>>He scrambles up and bolts after them
Is...is this a joke?
>>You mutter to yourself The three take off in the direction of the gate keeping you all penned up
>>He follows
>>Sweetie Belle pulls a hard right
>>Apple Bloom pulls a hard left
>>Tecumseh lunges with all his strength
>>Scootaloo screeches to a stop and ducks
>>Tecumseh, the big ball of mass, sails over the young filly and slams into the gate, busting it open
>>You can't believe it
>>You just can't fucking believe it
>>“Anon! Come on!”
>>Scootaloo bounds over Tecumseh
>>Followed by Sweetie Belle
>>But Apple Bloom waits for you
>>“Come on, Anon! What are you waiting for?”
>>You suddenly blow bloody chunks on the ground
>>Okay, there you go, you feel like you can move again
>>You move with Apple Bloom and bound over the fallen opponent
>>The crowd is furious about their lost show, and you can feel the hive rumble with motion
>>More to the point, Tecumseh has gotten up and is bounding after you
>>“ANONYMOUS!!”
>>He roars
>>You are quickly overshooting the fillies, and so you scoop all three of them up in your arms as you pass
Oh, Celestia; Oh, Celestia
>>You chant
>>“I'M GOING TO DESTROY YOU!”
OH, CELESTIA; OH, CELESTIA
>>You have no clue where you're going
>>You're a rat in a hostile maze
>>You've lost sight of Tecumseh, but you know he is somewhere behind you in those tunnels
>>Suddenly, you come to a pitfall and stop right at the edge
>>Loose rocks fall in, and as they disappear into the abyss you never hear them hit bottom
Oh, Celestia
 
>>“Come on, girls. The trail leads this way.”
>>You know that voice
>>On the other side of the chasm, Twilight Sparkle appears from a tunnel
>>She is followed by Applejack, Rainbow, Rarity and Pinkie
>>“Apple Bloom!”
>>Applejack cries
>>“Sweetie Belle! Sweetheart!”
>>Rarity shrieks
>>“Alright, Anon. You drop those fillies RIGHT NOW!”
>>Twilight rears herself, and her horn begins to glow
>>The crusaders are now more confused than ever
Is that the way out?
>>Hah! Wouldn't you like to know?
>>Rainbow Dash taunts in her fucking broken-ass voice
>>You look back in the tunnels
>>The rumbling gets louder
>>“ANONYMOUS! YOU WON'T ESCAPE ME!”
>>You gulp
>>You put the fillies down and hold Scootaloo out as far as you can
Here! Hurry up!
>>Getting over their distrust of you, for now, Rainbow Dash zips over and gets Scootaloo, bringing her to the other side
>>You perform the same with Sweetie Belle, and then with Apple Bloom
>>“Alright, Anon. Can you make the jump?”
>>Twilight asks. They all heard the impending doom approaching
>>You suddenly feel a little woozy, and you vomit a waterfall of blood
>>Something inside of you was cut
>>The ponies on the other side of the chasm all recoil as they see you wobble around
I promised em'...
>>You are proud of yourself
>>So happy, now
I promised em'... that they would see light again
 
>>You smile, dumbly
>>Your skin is bleached white
>>Tecumseh finally finds you
>>“Anonymous! No more running!”
>>He roars with all the fury of a V-12 diesel engine and charges you
>>“What? No, Anon! Wait!”
>>You don't know who it was, but you get tackled, hard
>>You and Tecumseh vanish into the abyss
>>It's okay, body
>>You have done good by me
>>And you, mind
>>You can sleep
>>Today is a good day to die
>>You are happy