Hunt and Be Hunted

My scarf is doing little against the cold air around me as if trying to keep me away from my search.

I have always hatted Manehattan streets; full of wrong turns and dead ends.

Once or twice I had tripped over a junkie or wino indulging in their own personal sins.

I didn't let them slow me down though.

I stumble and trip over broken boards and a few signs on my way to a salon that isn't to far off into the distance.

I can't see anything through the windows and diced I have no choice but to brake in; an easy task for most earth ponies; I'm not most earth ponies.

I set myself ready to kick.

Thump!

Not even a budge.

Thump! Thump!

A slight budge.

Thump!

Still not getting anywhere.

Thump! Creeeek….

It's getting there.

Crash!

I make my way inside through the destroyed door cautious; that clue couldn't have been left on accedant.

A sudden fall through the floor.

"Omph!" my body hits the ground hard.

I try to look around but a bright light blinds me.

Once the light fades I take a loo around; I'm in the center of something out of a science fiction novel.

As I look around I see ponies strapped to tables at different angles; living ponies.

I start to panic because not a single one isn't in pain; it's to much to witness.

I try to set these ponies free but I can't reach any of them.

They're all behind glass walls.

I gallop down the halls hoping to find a way to help.

I find nothing.

I stumble through a door and can feel my heart stop.

"Derpy!"

I rush forward and hit my head on a wall of glass.

I watch my steps going to Derpy this time.

A hoof presses over my mouth stifling a slight scream.

I buck back in a panic.

Clang!

"Ouch!"

My foot had hit something hard, something metallic.

I squirm as I'm being dragged by my mane.

I'm then thrown into the brightly lit room.

I push myself up as my eyes are trying to adjust to the sudden light.

My heart stops again when it does.

"Derpy? are you okay?" she's on her side; hopefully just asleep.

She rolls over and looks at me; eyes straight "Whooves? I don't know what happened, I was getting myself a muffin and then I was hit and-" she started to panic and I held her close.

I just whispered nothings into her ear in an attempt to ease her from the panic; only halfway believing the words coming from my mouth.

I needed to get a look at my surroundings; I didn't like what I was seeing.

Ponies were in these rooms just like ours; just a cube with glass around them.

To my horror these ponies were taken one by one from the rooms and screams were heard and then they would be returned; covered in what looks like blood.

As I scanned the rooms a stallion that looked thin as if he was starved.

His eyes were a pure crimson like his coat; they were the only things I could see because of his bonds.

They flashed with primal fear as the door to his cell was opened; I tried and couldn't pry my eyes from the scene that was playing out in front of me.

This stallion can barely move because of his bonds.

This stallion with the crimson eyes.

This, blood hunter?

I shiver and my jaw drops.

Five guards went in- even bound as much as he was he could fight- none of them came out.

The guards were nothing more than steel and wires.

I looked to the stallion to be surprised because he had broken from his locks.

I got my first good look at him now; he had black hair down to his jaw line and something was poking out from under his hair; a horn? that's a unicorn?

I heard the hiss of pistons and our cell door opened.

Two guards walked in and I made myself a shield for Derpy "you will, not, hurt her!"

Steps are taken.

I take my own; surprised them.

I turn to sen a sharp kick to the head of one; sparks and wires start flying.

I spin and buck back catching the next one in the stomach.

Squish!

I try not to gag at the sound.

Hack! Cough!

I have to protect Derpy.

Cough!

I force myself to buck back again.

Crack! Crash!

I force myself to look at what I did.

I lost my stomach; in front of me was a mare; a green pegasus with green hair.

She wasn't moving.

I saw red start to go down her coat.

I shuttered, and lost my stomach again "w-what did I just do?"

I heard the hiss of pistons again and turned around; this time a creature was looking at me; the last of discordlings… but this one looked more pony than any of the others had.

"So you killed on of my guards?" -it's voice was a lot more fluent than the last one had been- "is that little pony back there that important?"' -my body tenses- "that you can, kill," -I almost strike out- "one of the best ponies I have?"

"What do you want? -I feel venom in my veins knowing what could happen if I don't deal with him- "what use do I hold?"

"Use?" -it cackles in a way that reminds me of the notorious Queen Chrsalis- "what use is a little pony to somepony like me?" -you aren't a pony- "why a test subject of course!" -that made me twitch- "one that I can use to unravel this mystery that is pony kind."

I fall back to create a shield for Derpy- "don't you dar touch a feather of hers" -he walks forward with a wicked grin- "I said back off!" -he strikes me but I will not bow- "I said stay away" -pain blurs my vision- "I will, not, let you put a hoof on her!" -I strike forward but he just shrugs me away.

"Who are you to tell me what I can and can't do?" -I had actually laughed at that one- "what's so funny?!"

I pull myself up weakly- "me?" -I limp over to Derpy- "I'm Dr. Whooves" -I then stand at the ready for a strike- "and so far I haven't failed to defeat your kind" -I lunge forward pulling the syringe from my scarf; just like the one I used on the last discordling.

He jumps back.

I charge towards him.

Crack!

My ears are ringing.

Where did it go?!

I spin around.

My heart stops "try anything and I will kill her."

I drop down to my hunches "that's a good boy."

It comes forward and kicks me; hard.

I just take every kick and hits; I can't in danger Derpy.

I have a broken nose and two black eyes when they drag me out.

Lights flash around me; then my vision goes in and out.

I'm then thrown into a room, but I can't see anything.

I'm strapped down to a table and I can hear something.

It's the sound of two, knives, scrapping together.