Destruction of Harmony

by Rapey Lemons

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Human
Length: 1066

A human's interest into the domination of Equestria.

Contains dark, dark things. Chapter 1 is a slow start. This story has a system of magic and shit too. This isn't just a clopfic, although you are welcome to skip to those parts.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2013-07-12 03:46:20 UTC

Grabbed

You sit down in front of your computer and let out a sigh. It's been a long day. You had hours of classes, talked to teachers about recommendations, worked out, and finally got back to your dorm at around 8pm. As your computer powers up, you lean back in your chair and think about your life. It's been boring so far, with no interesting events and no real life goal. You're in college to get an education, to get a degree, to get more degrees, to get a job, to get money, and then finally be able to settle down and live life mostly as you wished. The problem is, you just want to play video games and masturbate. The only reason you're in college is because your parents pressured you to make something of yourself.

Your monitor lights up as you open your eyes and jiggle your mouse. A half-hour later, you're done browsing Reddit and need a good fap. "Fucking ponies," you think to yourself as you grab a box of tissues and begin to pull down your pants. It feels so wrong to masturbate to them, but after your friend got you watching that show you have started to find them incredibly arousing.

The browser is loading your favorite porn site when you begin to feel a tingling in your arms and legs. At first it feels as though you have pins and needles, so you frantically shake your arms and legs in order to get your blood moving. The feeling doesn't disappear however, as your limbs freeze up and your vision blurs. Your chest constricts and your head feels as if it were about to explode as your sight begins to fade. Your eardrums give a small 'pop' as you finally drop out of consciousness.

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A purple blob is moving around in your vision as you begin to wake up. Eventually the image sharpens into a small purple pony with a horn, sitting at a desk and rapidly flipping through the pages of a book.

"Oh no! This wasn't supposed to happen! This was just a simple 'open-a-portal-to-Celestia's-throne-room' spell!" The pony continues to rapidly flip through the pages with telekinesis, nearly tearing the book to shreds. "What have I done?"

Your fuzzy mind finally begins to recognize the small creature as Twilight Sparkle, from the television show you have often watched. "What the fuck?" you think yourself as you begin to realize what had happened. "Is this a fucking dream?"

You're sprawled out on the floor, with glowing blue bars of light surrounding your position. Some sort of spell to keep you confined, you think. Your limbs are incredibly heavy and feel like lead weights as you try to move. You manage to flip yourself over and take a few deep breaths.

At the sight of your sudden movement, Twilight squeals and you feel a sharp pain in your leg as she slams a bolt of energy into your thigh. You are barely able to let out a groan as your mind registers the pain and you manage to almost pass out of again.

"I'm so sorry! I was by reflex, I promise!" Twilight cries as she rushes over to your cage. "Are you okay?"

The searing pain somehow kick starts a flood of sensation into your limbs as you try to vocalize a response. After a few more seconds you feel well enough to get up on one wobbly knee and reach out a hand to brace yourself on the glowing blue bars of your prison. The instant your hand touches it, a smell of burning flesh reaches your nostrils. This time, you let out an angry bellow as you spring up and rip your hand away. After a few more seconds, the burning sensation dies down and you manage to utter a few words.

"Are you Twilight Sparkle?"

"Yes, and I- "

"What the hell did you do to me?! Why am I here? Why am I trapped in here? Why the fuck would you shoot me in the leg?"

Twilight visibly cringes backwards under your barrage of questions and angry demeanor. She rubs her hoofs together, nervously gathering courage to make a response.

"Look, let me explain-"

"I don't want an explanation! Can you just get me out of here first?"

Twilight begins to frown as you interrupt her.

"Let me explain first, and then we'll see, alright? Now please be quiet for a moment."

Still angry, you nod your assent and wait for her to begin to speak.

"As far as I can tell, I seem to have transported you from your universe and placed you down here. I was trying to do a portal spell but I messed up pretty badly. When you arrived, you were unconscious and I put up a- "

"Wait, you speak English? Does everyone here speak English?"

"What are you talking about? Can you please let me finish?"

"Alright, fine."

Twilight cleared her throat and resumed her story.

"As I was saying, I put up a protective spell because I'm not sure if you're a threat or not. You've been unconscious for the past two minutes, and I've been searching my books to see what you are or where you came from. So, what are you?"

It's hard to take in this turn of events, but you begin to adjust. You wonder how much you should tell her.

"I'm a human and I'm warm-blooded like you ponies. I don't really have anything else to say."

Twilight's face scrunches up in an extremely cute manner as she begins to ponder your information. Your loins begin to stir as you remember what you were planning to do before arriving here. A plan begins to form in your mind. Something to do with subjugating these cute little ponies. You have begun to realize that you aren't in a human society anymore. Nobody is here to judge you, nobody here knows your past history. You can finally stop going to that bullshit college and stop trying to fulfill everyone's stupid expectations. You can finally let loose and allow yourself to fulfill your dark desires that you couldn't do in your previous society. An added bonus is that these ponies are hella fucking cute. You can't wait to begin.

You decide to break the lull in the conversation.

"So, what do we do now?..."