A Chance Encounter

Lyra felt the vile tentacles wrap around her body once more, getting ready to pull her back into the water. Every hole in her body ached. Every part of her mind was screaming at her to give up and let the octopus have its way with her. At least that way it would hurt less in the end. At least that way she might appease the ravenous creature and convince it to let her go at last. She didn't know if she could handle any abuse. She felt... dead inside.

N-no... I can't just give. I can't! What would Bon think? I have to get out of here! What if I die? What about everypony that will miss me? What about everything that I'll leave behind and unfinished? No. No! I won't let it end like this!

Lyra's mind filled with pure, uncontrollable anger as she looked at the disgusting creature in front of her. So willing to violate... So willing to destroy. To claim innocence. In her blind rage, she barely felt the magic beginning to build itself in her horn. She barely felt the magic getting ready to release. For the first time ever, her mind was completely clear and focused on one specific goal.

"You think that you can just do this to ponies? Just because they make one mistake? You think it's okay to just..." Tears began to fall down her face as her horn shone brilliantly, lighting the air like the sun itself. "You think you can just rape them? I'm going to make this never happens again, you sick fuck!"

Lyra felt the magic release from her horn and watched in muffled awe as she saw the octopus explode outward in a cacophony of blood, gore and guts. It's over... Now I just have to get back home. Just gotta get back home. It's safe now, Lyra. You're okay. Just gotta go home... Lyra continued to cry as her horn lit up easily and she disappeared in a flash of light. This was not how she wanted to learned how to teleport.