Victorian Wolf

As one would expect, I was not happy. Hell was supposed to be fire and brimstone, but instead I got the realm of horses with the Narnia complex. I'd found my way outside, only to have been surrounded by what I assumed were the Royal Guard. Apparently, the Diamond Dogs had dug an emergency tunnel without a care as to where it would come out. So I followed them out into the middle of Canterlot's City Square. There was a fountain and all.

It was strangely comforting to find out that the ponies had some sense of danger. When a strange bipedal creature covered in Diamond Dog Blood follows them out of a hole in the middle of their city, it's good to know that a third of them will wet themselves, while the other two thirds will call for help. Hey, it was Canterlot, city of the Spineless. As the guards emerged from within the crowd, I contemplated my options. Kill, kill or mass slaughter. If my magic did allow my body to react the way I wanted it to, then I could take out a few dozen before they got me. Then again, I wanted to live through this nightmare. My final option was...

"Surrender immediately and come with us!" A large white Unicorn with a blue mane said. He was clad in a deep purple armour that brought out the blue in both his eyes and mane. There was my final option. It occurred to me that they'd be extremely surprised to actually have that line work for once. And me, wanting to mind-fuck them as well as destroy them couldn't help but take that opportunity. Without hesitation, I dropped my swords and knelt down before them. I got what I wanted from them. Their stunned faces said it all. By Celestia, it actually worked? What the Buck, it never works! I don't want to live on this planet any more. They were all thinking these things.

"Very good. Now are you going to come quietly?" the same pony asked. I believed him to be Twilight's brother, Shining Armour, but never having actually seen the series, I could only go by verbal descriptions, and that armour he wore was the only lead I had to go on. Once again, I complied, nodding to let him know I would. I figured if I really had to talk to these things, I might as well talk to the highest authority, and them alone.

I stood again, boxed in by the guards as they led me to the castle. On the way, I wondered if I should perhaps mention that I knew about them through a television show that was aimed at little girls. Perhaps they would take offence to such an insinuation. But from the look of their weapons, they wouldn't even know what a television was, let alone a series. I could bend the truth and say that they were from a book series, which there would no doubt be written novella either in hard copy or fanfics on the internet. Then there was explaining where I was from. I could have entertained the idea of using a fictitious world, or claimed to be an alien. That was another thing. While I looked exactly the same, so did the ponies. The only difference was that they were in 3d. And the textures were somewhat more realistic. It was like MLP meets Final Fantasy.

Despite my observations and thoughts, I still held no desire to learn about the race before me. The magic however, that was another story. Were I allowed to learn it, no doubt Twilight would do an Equestrian version of Sheldon Cooper and ask in rhetoric; 'What is Magic?' and go through the entirety of it's history. Which given there were Unicorns, would be a great deal of Unicorn history. Still, a small price to pay.

I barely noticed the castle as we stepped through. I only knew we'd arrived after hearing the guards exchanging greetings. My thoughts were brought to a halt as the throne room doors opened. It was strange. The doors almost seemed to be a barrier for those who lurked within. I was immediately assaulted with a feeling of intense heat and cold at the same time. It made me start, but I quickly regained my composure. Looking towards where that feeling had originated, I saw what I could only assume were Celestia and Luna in all their technicolour glory. Their court was not in session, it seemed. Perhaps they were shooed out just for me.

The Captain of the Guard dismissed his soldiers and bowed to the Princesses before departing himself. I was left in front of the so-called gods, unshackled and unarmed, save for my own magic, which I still hadn't had a grasp on yet. They just stared at me, but I stared back, my eyes focusing on the space between them. It felt like a stare off, were it not for the fact, I wasn't actually making eye contact. Nevertheless, I held my ground, such as it was. I'd be damned if I was going to let a couple of ponies frighten me.

"What is your name?" the white one asked. I was hesitant to give one. How dare she ask such a thing! My refusal to answer was met with that overwhelming heat again. So that was them. I thought. Though I didn't know much about this magic, I figured perhaps it would allow me to reciprocate that strange, almost aura-like interrogation method. Almost immediately after I thought about it, I thought I heard an echo of a growl, like that of a wolf. I then noticed the two ponies begin to breathe as though they'd experienced heart burn for the first time. I let the thought of returning the favour slide and immediately afterward, they corrected themselves.

"Alan Barker." I finally said. throughout the time I'd been standing before them, my expression had not changed from 'annoyed', and this was clear to me in the way they mirrored it. They didn't bother waiting for the name to sink in.

"What are you?" the white one demanded. I could tell she was waiting to make another move, different from before. However, I began to think. Should she discover the nature of humanity, she may deem me a danger to her race (she wouldn't be far wrong). As such, I may be executed. I decided then and there not to divulge anything about my race, not even its name.

As expected, they both decided to show me the extent of their magic. A transparent sun and moon grew from within them and rotated around their bodies. I thought of that time in Bleach when Ichigo faced off against Kenpachi. His Spiritual pressure took on the form of his hollow mask. I decided to go with that option. Sure enough, the sun and the moon were met with a large wolf that seemed to contain a hurricane within itself. Either that or a hurricane had taken the form of a wolf.

I watched as the ponies' auras died down, and mine did the same. A thought came to mind; perhaps my magic didn't just enhance my body, perhaps it enhanced my thoughts and took form, in which case, magic to me was limited to my imagination. And I had next to no limits when it came to that. This would require further testing, however.

"What are your intentions toward Equestria?" the pony asked again. This one I could answer.

"To depart it." I said, plain and simple.

"We cannot allow that. You have spilled blood on Equestrian soil." Celestia stated.

"Wrong! I have spilled blood beneath Equestrian soil, also the blood did not belong to an Equestrian. Your argument is invalid." I replied. I myself was surprised... surprised by how easy it was to shut her up. Both of them seemed stunned, as though they knew about a loophole and never expected anyone to discover it.

"The Diamond Dogs formed a tunnel entrance within Equestrian soil, therefore, the tunnels themselves became a part of our territory." she argued.

"The last drops of blood were spilled before the tunnels connected to the surface." I rebuked. Once again, they were miffed. "You have no grounds upon which to detain me, you have no means to entrap me, and I have no reason to remain here any longer." I then turned to leave.

"We just want to make sure that you have no intention of going to war with us." the black one, Luna finally spoke. I turned to face her.

"Then make sure the guards don't try to stop me on my way out." I replied, pressing on. As I reached for the door, it was opened all of a sudden and I was knocked back. The next thing I noticed was a purple blur, then darkness as I lost consciousness on the marble ground.

I awoke to the drip, drip of water hitting a stone surface. My mind was fuzzy and it was difficult to see. In fact, it was almost pitch black. I groaned in annoyance as I rolled over, feeling cold stone beneath me. That woke me up. My eyes shot open and I went to stand, but found I couldn't even sit up. My body was tied down with rudimentary bindings, such as shackles around the wrists and ankles, as well as leather straps around the torso and pelvis.

Celestia and the purple blur must have heard me, because they were looming over me within seconds. That was Twilight Sparkle. The main member of the Mane six that tormented me so. I was so close I could wring her neck, if it weren't for these shackles.

So there I lay, completely vulnerable to those disgustingly sweet creatures. No doubt the bindings around me were specially made to counteract magic, but I figured I'd try that after they were gone. Then again, I could strangle them with the chains. All I could do now though, was give them the evil eye. Not entirely as effective as Lelouch's but I didn't want to go for that. Still, it freaked Twilight out, and that would do for now.

"I'll ask again; what are you?" Celestia asked. That question was starting to piss me off.

"A sparrow." I replied. A frown appeared on her calm face.

"Don't lie to me." she said.

"Why not? I've no allegiance to you, I don't care about you, or Equestria. What I do care about is being strapped to this altar like a ritual sacrifice." I replied. Celestia and Twilight paused for a moment, contemplating the idea of such a tradition.

"Well get comfortable, because until you tell me what you really are, you're not leaving. Those shackles are specifically designed to negate all magic." she said.

"I figured as much. But I'd sooner rip my own limbs off and worm my way out of these bonds than tell you anything about myself." I declared.

"Then you'd best get started." she challenged. Without hesitation, I began squirming under the leather restraints. It would be simple enough to slide out from under them. It was my limbs I was worried about. In my position, it wasn't possible for me to rip them off. I'd have to chew them off, and that would be overkill. Still, I struggled. Wriggling and fidgeting, I managed to get the torso strap over my head. I could sit up now. I couldn't reach my legs, but I pulled against the shackles on my wrists. This would hurt, but with any luck, one of them would buckle.

Speaking of buckling, I felt my left shoulder pop, as the bone dislocated itself from the rest of me. The same thing happened again with the right shoulder. Both ponies flinched at the sounds. I dared not cry out. I was determined to show them how far I would go. Struggling against the pain, I had to let something out as the wrists popped out of place as well. A pained yell escaped me and I just continued to pull.

"OKAY! Okay! You win. Just... for the sake of my stomach, stop struggling. I'll let you out of there." Celestia caved in. I stopped what I was doing and slumped down, not caring where my arms were at that point. I began panting, deep raspy breaths that were like Nature's kiss of life.

"Tell your stomach... it can go... digest itself." I said between breaths.