Title:           Anon alone, the prologue, the story, the text
Author:          Iron_Tarkington
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First Edit:      Friday 8th of July 2016 01:28:38 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Friday 8th of July 2016 01:28:38 PM CDT

 
 
>you are warden anonymous
>you run the finest prison in the country
>you are queen Luna's shining star
>your prison holds the toughest of the tough.
>the cruelest of the cruel
>the hardest of the har- scratch that.
 
>your glorious Queen, Luna, granted you the duty of head warden.
>you oversee all the prisons in equestria.
>but Ponesbroke prison will always be yours.
>you were appointed this position after the solar/lunar war ended.
>you were referred as a hero to some, a war criminal to others.
>but as Luna's right hand... err.. hoof, you had an obligation.
 
>you were known as the "Beast of the Moon"
>you strode through the water noodles, water bombs, and pies of the solar army as though it were nothing
>you put down any insurrection.
>you were called cruel.
>your soldiers feared you
>they said your unethical treatment of war prisoners and the enemy forces was monstrous
>you say a good spanking wasn't enough.
 
>you survived being poisoned.
>ponies of the lunar empire wept in the streets when they heard you fell to poison
>then jumped for joy when you exited the washroom
>got the laxative out of your body
>that was a shitty experience.
 
>but even through all of that, you were never afraid
>not when you plowed through enemy forces
>not when you had water balloon mortars whistling around you
>but now... your afraid
>even you are not immune to baser human instinct
>you have never felt this scared since you arrived here
>if it weren't for...
 
"Well anon? Do you want to go out to dinner with me?"
 
 
 
>if it weren't for Cookies here.
>now, back on earth, you weren't a wimp either.
>but you also weren't accustomed to girls
>especially one so forward
>which hits harder here in pony land, where they're all so reserved, complimenting on one's hair makes them blush furiously
>this is the only th-
"Anon? You okay?"
>"Oh uhm, yea. S-sorry Overwatch Cookies"
"Heehe" she giggles. Oh god it's so cute
"It's fine anon! Anyways, why don't you come to dinner with me tonight?"
>"Oh well, you see Cookies uhm"
Her ears slightly drop and her smile slowly dissappears.
>Oh god, that look is heartbreaking.
>"Oh alright, you win" You concede
>"what time do you want to go?"
"Oh anonymous! Thank you! How does 6 pm sound?"
>"it sounds good! Now, I gotta go and get ready! Kthxbai!"
>you shove her out of your office, pushing her rump and she slides out. You can't even see her face, but you can just FEEL the scrunch.
>you slam the door and lean against it
>"Oh by my queen. That was stressful. Well, I guess it's time to break out ol' faithful."
>stride over to your armoire, you fling the doors open revealing your old dashing suit and question mark mask
>"Well, guess it's time to turn up the charm!"
 
 
>you are Cookies
>and you are so excited!
>you bounce and wiggle your legs in the air
>stallions were always so afraid of a mare that could take command
>but that heeyuman...
>he certainly was something else
>and your persistence paid off!
>HA! shows the other guardsmares what they know!
>you have got yourself a date!
>speaking of, gotta get ready!
 
>you are anonymous
>and you have no idea what tie you should wear!
 
 
>well, may as well go with the classic!
>the ol black tie never let you down before!
>then again, you never really went on a date before
>but first you gotta -
 
"WARDEN ANONYMOUS!"
>"Holy flank steak! WHAT?!" You shout as you door flies off its hinges
>a very frazzled and panicked Blue Moon, one of your higher guards is at the door
"Sir! There's a riot! Ponies all over the prison are going nuts! They glitter bombed Striped Suit!"
>"you're kidding me! And tonight of all times?! Where's cookies?!"
"She... well, she's..."
 
 
>...
...
>..."SHE'S WHAT?!?!"
The guard cowers, frightened by your shouting
"She was at ground zero of the glitter bombing sir!"
>"and where is she now, Blue Moon."
"She... she's trapped in the riot with a few other guards... we can't get through..."
>"alright alright. It's time for me to get out there then... Blue, on me. Just give me a moment though."
"YES SIR!" He salutes you
You'll never understand how ponies can vend like that.
 
A few minutes later
 
>you emerge from your office.
>you are now clad in your armor.
>the one you wore on the battle field.
>Mail of the Lunar Guardian
>you just had a gut feeling deep inside.
>"Blue Moon. I want you on me. Lead me to this mess"
"Sir, yes sir!"
 
>Blue Moon leads you to the courtyard. Things are far worse than you expected.
>in fact, you're caught off guard
>this riot is brutal
>this is more than you expected
>ponies are actually hitting each other
>but no time for that. You have a Cookies to save!
 
>"FOR THE LUNAR KNIGHTS!" You shout as you charge towards the fray
>inmates turn to face you
>a look of fury and malice in their eyes
>something you have never seen
>something seems wrong
>but you can't stop
>because if the danger here is real
>Cookies herself, may actually be in danger.
>you have your last glimpse of her and her team, just before you plow into the swarm of inmates
 
 
>once you impact the throng of inmates, you are immediately grateful for your armor
>the ponies kick and bite away at your armor
>the blessing from Luna absorbs the magic energy thrown at you, occasionally shooting out bursts of magic around you
>those are the moments that let you close the gap between you and your potential date
>date
>that alone makes you fight on
>for someone you never knew you cared so much for
>until now.
>"COOKIES! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!" You shout into the mass of fighting bodies
"we are over here!" You faintly hear her shout above the din and the chaos
>you push harder, throwing prisoners to the side
>behind you, there is a trail of prisoners, on the ground crying
>they may have become violent somehow
>but your human strength is still enough to hurt them and break their spirit
 
 
>you finally break through into the circle
>the ground is held fast by cookies and her team
>she's wearing what used to be a really nice dress
>sadly, it is now in tatters.
>you run up and give her a hug
>you can feel her cheeks burning through your armor
>"Oh Luna, I'm so glad your okay cookies! Are you hurt?"
"I've got a couple scrapes, but you know I'm tougher than that"
"Warden!" One of your minotaur guards approaches "we have wounded, and our magic users can barely hold the barrier! Please advise!"
 
>you stand up and crack your knuckles
>" what we do is simple. We hold our ground and fight back. Protect the wounded."
"YES SIR! " The guards salute you and prepare themselves.
>you look out to the throng of screaming creatures
>there's something wrong
>they're wild eyed
>and they look different
>you can't put your finger on how though
>and until now, you never noticed, but you can feel something in the air.
>whatever it is, the hair on the back of your neck stands up
>it almost feels like static
 
>you watch as the bubble around you and the group starts to fade.
>and so do the creatures beyond
>your small group is terrified.
>never have they seen something like this
>never have they seen, what you would dare to call, human nature.
>this isn't just some riot.
>something is truly wrong
>the shield wavers
>not even the cruelest or most evil creatures in this land would act like this
>you feel dread in the pit of your stomach
>crack form in the shield
>bits are chipping away, dissolving into the aether
>the hairs on your nape stand tall
>you have goosebumps
>the shield crumbles around your group
>the horde is upon you
>"Belinda! Do it now!" You shout to the group behind you
>the minotaur shaman obliges quickly
>a smaller shield Springs up around the group
>you remain outside.
>you no longer need it.
>you weapon is lost
>you have your fists.
>no problem
>you have one goal.
>keep her safe.
>protect Luna.
 
 
>giving a roar, you blaze through the enemy
>punch many out of your way
>you definitely broke some bones
>a few jaws
>maybe some legs
>you don't care
>they hurt Luna
>SHE hurt Luna
 
>behind you, your charge follows
>trying to keep up
>carrying the wounded through the throng
>you're almost to the keep doors
>an enemy leaps towards you
>you punch him in the throat
>you don't even look back
 
>you break through the door
>you let the group in
>more importantly...
>SHE is in.
 
>you turn to see yourself surrounded
>soldiers all around
>you don't hesitate
>you leap at the first one
>you beat him
>you don't stop
>not until...
"Ano-"
>You hear a voice
>you don't care
>you must protect your queen
>your love
"ANON! STOP PLEASE!"
>the shout rips you out of your rage
>your hands are bloody
>knees weak
>I hope this is mom's spaghetti
 
 
>"Anon! Stop, please!"
>You are Cookies
>and you're scared
>Anon was slapping that poor colt silly!
>you did the only thing you could think to do
>and call out to him
"What's wrong with him?" Says one of the guards behind you
>"I don't know, but somethings wrong"
 
>you are anonymous
>and the voice drags you back
>you see blood on your hands
>blood everywhere
>you are in a canyon
>desolate
>alone
>except for
>HER
>the canyon is barren
>the stream long since dried
>you turn to face the Mare you love
>and you collapse
>she's gone
>eyes hollow.
>you hear a whisper in your head
>"when the flame succumbs to the dark, life will follow suit, and all but your mind will remain"
>and all goes black
 
 
>you are nervous
>you are panicking
>and you can't help but trot in place
>that must mean you're cookies!
>anon just collapsed after muttering something about the flame, and the abyss
>you don't even know
>all you know is that you've got an unconscious human on your hands
>as his second in command, you must take control of the situation
>you must maintain a degree of order until help arrives!
>Surely Queen Luna will come to our aid!
>"I'm in charge now! Help me lift anonymous up, we have to get him to a bed!"
"YES mam!" The guards around you say
>you all heave the human onto you and Blue Moons shoulder
>you're glad he's here to lend a hoof
>you carry him to the closest open cell and leave him on the bed
 
>"Moon, I want you to go with the other and hold the door. Keep our wounded and the inmates in here safe"
>he salutes and runs off
>you start to follow, but turn back to anon
>you give him a kiss on the head and whisper to him
>"please be safe. I'll be back soon"
>as you leave, you leave the door slightly ajar
>for now, you have to hold the main entrance
>Luna must be here soon
>the light from the sun is starting to fade
>Luna's night must be soon approaching