A Fugitive In Equestria

"What were you thinking?!" Twilight screamed.

Rainbow Dash didn't look at her.

For some reason unknown to her friends, Rainbow had snuck into the dungeons and tried to get past the barrier and the guards to reach the creature. She had failed, of course, but that didn't change the fact that she had tried to do it.

"Rainbow, why would you do that?!" Twilight screamed at her friend.

Rainbow snorted. " 'Cause none of you wanted to know why he attacked the princess!" she yelled at her friends. "Even though Celestia isn't dead, other ponies are! And I don't know how you can just sit there and do nothing about it!"

This quieted them.

"I just wanted to know why he did it," she finished.

"Well, maybe you can ask the others like him that question," came a soft voice.

They all looked to see Celestia striding towards them slowly. She was wearing some type of glowing cast on her horn, from base to tip.

"Princess!" Twilight shouted in joy, and ran to her teacher and hugged her tightly.

Celestia wrapped a hoof around her student, smiling. "Yes Twilight, I am still here."

Twilight looked up at her. "I was so worried that... that..."

"That I would lose my magic?" Celestia asked.

"Well... yes," Twilight said worriedly.

Celestia sighed heavily. "No Twilight, I will still be able to use magic, but I will never again be as powerful as I once was."

All six the the ponies before her gasped.

"It seems," she continued, "that when he damaged my horn, one of the bone roots cracked. And to fix this would require extensive open-brain surgery. I would have agreed to it, but, it would likely have killed me," she finished with a sad look in her eyes.

"Wait, I thought you were immortal?" Rainbow said.

"Immortal, does not mean invulnerable," Celestia told her.

"Well now we gotta make him pay for hurting you!" Rainbow yelled.

"Rainbow!" Rarity hissed at her.

"What?!" she yelled back.

"Girls, please do not fight," Celestia said, calming them. "And as to your question Rainbow Dash, I'm sure that the three beings that are inside of the castle will answer you."

Rainbow thought about this. "Can you show me where they are so I can ask 'em?"

Celestia nodded. "I'll take you there now; I have questions of my own that need to be answered.

As they walked, Twilight talked quietly to Celestia. Rarity, Pinkie and Fluttershy spoke amongst themselves. But Rainbow was thinking about the question she had to ask. Why had he done this? Why was he here? What was he? She knew that Celestia would ask things like this, so she didn't worry too much. She only wanted to know why he had attacked her friend.

"Here we are," Celestia announced as they arrived at a large wooden door in a wing of the castle that was very rarely used any more. Celestia raised a hoof and firmly knocked on the door.

After ten full seconds, she went to knock again, but a voice sounded off.

"Enter," it said in a monotone.

Celestia used her hoof to push open the door so they could enter the room. As they entered, they could see one of the creatures standing near the window and looking out at the country side.

"Good day to you," Celestia said warmly.

The creature only stood there, still as a statue.

Celestia blinked. "We came here to ask you a few questions. Would you be so kind as to answer them?"

There was another few seconds before it answered them. "Ask," it told them in the same monotone voice.

"Very well," Celestia said. "What is your name?"

"This one is 6," it told them.

"Six?" Celestia asked slowly.

"6."

There was another pause.

"What is the name of your species?" she asked.

"That information is classified," it said.

Celestia blinked again. "Well, at least know that we are equines- ponies specifically," she said warmly, in hopes that it would make him feel more inclined to answer her question.

It remained silent, still staring out the window, unmoving.

"What is your purpose here?" Celestia asked.

"To capture or kill our target," it said immediately.

"Who told you to go after him?" she asked.

"That information is classified," it said after another pause.

Celestia sighed inwardly at this creatures stubbornness. The other one had-

"Where are the others that were with you?" she asked it slowly.

There was a pause. Much longer this time, almost lasting for a full minute.

Finally, it spoke. "That information is classified."

Celestia frowned at the creature. "This is my country. I have a right to know what goes on in it," she said firmly.

There was a short pause from the creature.

"They are collecting information," it said, monotone as ever.

"Information such as...?"

"This planet."

Celestia didn't like this. They were dangerous, armed, and now they were among the public, gathering information on who knew what regarding their planet.

"Why did he hurt the princess!" Rainbow blurted out. She had slowly gotten closer to the creature, unseen by Celestia.

There was another pause.

"Because fugitive No.1, Dewayne Richards, is a war criminal of the highest tier. He started the civil war between our glorious government and the people- now known as the Rebels. He is the leader of their resistance, and is solely responsible for the deaths of 22,137,018 people in and of the United States of America and still counting. He is labeled: violent, armed, killer, irresponsible, unsound of mind, and extremely dangerous among 102 other counts. Therefore he is a menace to society and must be stopped at any and all costs."

This answered Rainbow's question. Maybe a little too well.

"He's responsible for all that?" Twilight asked aghast.

"Yes," it said in its monotonous voice.

This new information gave all of them much to think about.

"If he is as violent as you say, why did he spare my student? He could have easily killed her, but he didn't. Why is that?" Celestia asked.

There was a long pause that went on for more than two minutes. During which, the nagging suspicion in the back of Celestia's mind grew more and more. Until finally, it spoke.

"That information is classified."

***

Gentle Breeze was standing guard outside of the creatures cell. It was extremely boring. Her and her friend, Sky Fire, had started to take turns at guarding him. They had found out it was a male when they, unfortunately, witnessed him relieving himself in the drain on the bottom of his cell. They had both caught a glimpse of his... well, his parts. And Breeze couldn't help but think that he was... sizable, to put it subtly.

She looked inside of the cell, seeing him sleeping. One of the only good things about being here was him. She sighed as she gazed at him. A smell, his smell, entered her nose. It stank of sweat, exhaustion, anger, and things that she couldn't quiet put her hoof on. He smelled like the most amazing stallion ever, but infinitely better. She had smelled these things before, of course, on other ponies. But it was nowhere near as strong on them as it was on him. It was the most wonderful smell in the world to her, like the best kind of cologne.

She bit her bottom lip. She had never felt this way before. Sure, she had crushes during school, but this was nothing like that. His smell alone was enough to make her mind go fuzzy. She wondered what his touch would do. Or a kiss?

She had never been with a stallion before; Sky was the adventurous one in their friendship.

But Sky wasn't here. She had decided to take a trip to the little filly's room. Breeze was alone... here... with him.

Breeze slowly ran her golden eyes over his form, taking in every detail. He had clothes on, but she could still tell that he was very much in shape. His long hair and beard covered much of his face, but she could still easily see that he was handsome. In a hard, rough kind of way.

She bit her lip harder, causing some pain to register with her brain. She stepped forward, and she unlocked the cell. Very quietly, so she didn't wake him up, she opened the door, stepped inside, closed it, and locked it again. If he somehow got the better of her, she didn't want him to be able to bolt out of the door and leave her standing there with a dumb look on her face as he escaped. She slowly crept up to him. This close, his smell was overwhelming. She took a second to revel in it, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath.

There was a sound in front of her, causing her to squeak in surprise. She looked at him in terror. He had one eye open, starting at her intensely, emotions swimming around in his one open eye. Some she recognized. Tiredness, anger, curiosity. But others, she had never seen before in her life.

She took a careful step closer to him.

He didn't respond, allowing her to come closer.

She smiled, just barely, and slowly proceeded forward. She was within a hoof's reach now. But even if she jumped backwards, he could still reach her easily with his long arms.

He took a deep breath, breathing in her scent. He blinked his one open eye at her, the only emotion remaining in his eye now being pure curiosity. Or at least something closely resembling it.

She was right next to him now. She could feel his hot breath on her neck and chest. It sent shivers down her entire form. She leaned in closer to him, then waited.

He didn't respond.

She took that as a good sign, and she closed the gap between their mouths. He tasted of alcohol, blood, sweat, fruit, pie, ice cream... Many things in fact. This was her first real kiss. Not just a peck on the lips, but a lip moving, pressure against her face kiss. It was enough to make her weak in the legs. She struggled to stand up, but lost the battle and started to fall over from the wave of sensations overtaking her body and mind.

She felt strong arms grip her, and she stopped falling.

He had caught her.

She reached her hooves up and wrapped them around his neck. She could feel him coil his arms around her shoulders and back, not giving her any room to move. She moaned into his mouth.

He hugged her tighter to him, his body fitting against hers as perfectly as two pieces of one puzzle.

She pulled away from the kiss long enough to gaze into his dark eyes. She could see so much in them, it almost scared her. She opened her mouth to say-

"Hey!"

Breeze snorted slightly as her eyes shot open. She was leaning against the wall, a small line of drool dropping down to the floor where there was already a small puddle of it. "W- what...?" she asked distantly.

"You fell asleep while I was in the bathroom," her friend told her.

Breeze looked to her friend, then she let out a small groan of anger. It was a dream! Just a stupid bucking dream!

"And from the all the happy sounds you were making you were having a really good dream," Sky said with a smug little smile.

Breeze blushed bright red, her face now resembling a ripe tomato. "W- w- wha- I- I was n- no! I was not!" she barely managed to say.

"Yeah, whatever you say," her friend laughed.

Breeze growled softly at Sky. She rubbed her face with a hoof, wiping the sleep out of her eyes. She turned back to keep watching the cell. She almost jumped out of her skin when she saw him standing right at the bars, starting at her with such intensity that she almost couldn't make eye contact.

He had the same look in his eyes that he had in Breeze's dream. And he was staring right at her with that look. He knew. Breeze didn't know how he knew. But somehow, he knew. He knew that her dream was about him.