Wings In the Fire

by Altered Arax

Well that hurt

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I passed out again shortly after arriving in hospital due to immense pain all over my body, and during this time I was turned into a fucking pincushion, I had IV drips, various needle like objects protruding from my skin, some metal bar thing bolted to the bones in my left arm just above the wrist and to top it all off I was strapped to a hospital bed with Celestia and Violet Curse sitting in a chair towards the far corner of the room. Apparently I was only out for around 5 minutes otherwise Celestia would've left by now, she notices me struggling to move and tightens the bonds around my arms and legs, Violet picks up on this and summons a magical hoof which he then uses to promptly bitch slap Celestia until she loosens the straps that bind me to this fucking terrible bed. I had a bit of a chuckle at this.

Violet Curse has seemed to taken a liking to me, maybe the kid ain't so bad after all

"Oi Sun Butt, that be my job"

And there it goes, just as I was starting to like him he has to go and say something like that, he wasn't kidding either he tightened the bonds so much it nearly cut of circulation, I decide to yell at him

"Oh well it's not like I need my arms and legs to survive or anything"

What a little sod, he goes from good to evil in a split second, saving me then launching me at a wall, then putting me back in the box (I think?) only to try and remove my limbs, thank who ever the ruling spirit is over this world for getting Celestia to intervene at that point by teleporting good ol' Violet Curse out the door and locking him out, she then cantered up to the side of my bed and spoke.

"Alright no one can hear us, I want you to tell me exactly how you came to be with this little colt, all the details, who you were with at the time and what you were doing, I must hear everything"

So I spilled the beans.........


"........ and then I was being magically held in front of his bad excuse for a face"

She looked horrified for a moment before saying
"I'm sorry, I didn't know that had happened, I'll debrief the surviving guards myself"

I looked at her slack jawed "You mean somebody, somepony however you guys say it, survived my brother?! I don't believe you, he's stronger than 5 ponies, I bet he is stronger than 100 of you ponies put together, he could kick your ass into next Tuesday, who's going to raise the sun then hmmmm, certainly not you"

She dead panned and spoke softly "Then why is he dead hmmm?"

It was at that point my dream of escaping and going back to my brother were thoroughly crushed, I didn't think it was possible for him to die he seemed so strong and indestructible like nothing could touch him, nope Celestia then took out a picture of him missing massive chunks of skin from all parts of his body. It hit me a wave of adrenalin that gave me enough strength to rival Sun Butt herself, I broke from my bonds and pounced pinning her to the ground then I proceeded to roar in her face while breathing fire, she obviously was expecting this as the blocked it with a spell and proceeded to throw me out the window.

Flying through the air once again I thought to myself, 'dude, I really should learn to use these wings', well with the ground fast approaching I tried them out and ended up pointing head first at the ground. I clench my fists ready for impact and open my wings hoping that they might slow me down, slow is an understatement I stopped dead a few inches above the ground and floated harmlessly to the floor, I started a full sprint away from the wretched building with two very pissed of ponies chasing me (Violet Curse and Celestia) through the busy city streets.

Weaving in and out of the crowd I finally managed to get away from them both, wondering through alleyways is definitely not my favourite pass time but it will have to do for now. Well I have two options, get the fuck out of the city or turn myself in the latter being my least preferable option so I start my long quest to find a weapon worthy of my time, completely forgetting that I can breath fire or that I have razor sharp claws. So heading in the general direction of nowhere through a maze of alleyways, great thinking, hoping to find an exit to this city and go back to my brother.


I've been here for ages! I swear I actually grew a bit while I've been in here, I have to find an exit soon or I might die in here, okay a little over dramatic but still anything is possible. In the distance I hear some hoof steps, very much like what I heard from Violet in the short time we spent together, I looked down at my claws then to the cobblestone building to my right and back to my claws, in my mind I'm screaming "START CLIMBING YOU LITTLE BITCH!" but alas, I stood there like the dumb fuck I am and waited, just stood there and waited.

Violet Curse's hoof steps start going away from me, being a black dragon rules because the dumb ass couldn't see me. Now I decide to climb the building to my right as quickly as I can to gauge where I am. I reach the top after about an hour of climbing and look down to see where I am exactly, I'm on top of the MOTHER FUCKING PALACE! To be more specific the very tippy top, the spire of this monstrosity. I decide that since I am able to float with my wings I'll try my hand at gliding, it's the fastest way to get away from here at the moment.

"Here goes nothing" I whisper to myself, I jumped forgetting momentarily that my life is in incredulous amounts of danger, with wings spread I start gliding down from the spire away from this hell hole, I noticed I was pointed toward a forest on the out skirts of a small village. With my course set and a nice up draft keeping me gliding through the air I should be at the forest within the next week, maybe I can sleep mid air with my wings splayed out.


Author's Note

Well with the progress slowing down a bit I can go more into Arax's mentality, a good example of his mentality would be in this song which was pointed out by Tattered Ribbon.

With the information of ages and sizes out of the way I can finally explain the story a bit better. Arax is somewhat an extension of myself being hot tempered and small compared to societies standards, always getting into some form of trouble that could be life threatening.

So this is somewhat a self insert, with that out of the way I would like to ask for any suggestions or guesses on where this story is going.
Thank you to MasterBrony Forever for helping with parts of this chapter, and thank you to Tattered Ribbon for the song link as what I was going to use was going to focus on getting slammed into the ground, thanks to you the reader for giving my story your time of day (or night depending on your preference).

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