I stood at my cell door, staring as the guards abused some poor filly. Her screams muffled by the abusive guards as they took her innocence, claiming her for whatever sick fantasies they had.
I stared dully past them, staring at the door out of the prison. I was so close, yet always trapped. Like a bird in a cage, I could always see freedom from the other side of these steel bars. It was maddening.
"Like a bird in a cage?" A guard asked, strolling over to me. "So close yet so far?" He stopped and crouched down to my level. His eyes weren't right, his posture was too relaxed. "Well...usually it takes them a bit to realize, but I guess you're a sharp one."
I stared angrily at the possessed guard. "The fuck are you? Some kinda...sideshow freak?"
The guard's eyes changed from a swirling blue and yellow to a black billowing green. "Insolent freak, must we deal with one such as him!?"
The guard's eyes changed again, to strange vertical slits. "This is the one, the one strong willed enough to hold us."
The guard blinked, changing back to the blue and yellow swirls. "Ehem what my associates are saying is, we wish to offer you a chance at freedom, in exchange for a bit of baggage is all, nothing too serious."
The guard changed back to the vertical eyed possessor. "We ask for travel, in a vessel fit to hold us!"
Black smoke poured from his eyes as he grabbed the bars. "Lies! We need revenge!"
"Freedom!"
"We wish for a body!"
"Shut up!" I snapped, cutting the internal bickering off. "Just shut up." I pulled myself to my knees. "I don't care what you are, I don't care what you want, but if you can help me, help me kill everyone who has wronged me, he who has wronged me, I'll give you my life."
The guards eyes went black as he stuck his hand into my cell. "Shake on it?"
I grabbed the guard's bare hand, feeling a sharp pain dig into my hand, traveling through my veins, up my arm and into my chest. I felt my world draw back as memories and thoughts of another's creation filled the void. My mind dumped precious memories.
My mother's face, my daughters laugh, my wife's passing. All replaced with the recent calamity from four different perspectives. I was confronted with pain and horror at every turn, my mind going to mush as it tried to compile these images into something coherent.
In the end, my mind settled down, letting the thoughts fall into place as my mind lit up with voices. I ignored them all as one single thought unified the voices.
"Kill the King, Kill Dainn."
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I had spent a week sorting out the voices into something coherent. Another three days gathering a fistful of crystals, and a final day planning my escape.
My body had already started to change as the other entities sharing in my existence started to settle in. My horn was starting to grow back, sharp and jagged, my teeth were growing into fangs, and my right hand's fingernails were shaping into rock hard, razor sharp, claws. I was a freak. A schizophrenic freak with one overwhelming need. The need to kill, to maim, to bring fiery vengeance down upon these sinners.
My appearance had caused such a concern they moved me into a deeper part of the prison, assigning two private guards to me at all times. But with the extra security, came seclusion. A seclusion that might have driven me insane if not for the trio of other minds to keep me company.
The madman Discord, the essence of greed Nightmare Moon, and the wroth King Sombra. We were all jockeying for position in this deformed shell we were stuck in. In tandem I could crush crystal into powder, but separate I was as weak as a newborn foal. It was an ever changing ebb and flow of power between us.
But for the time being, we were focused, and ready. Ready to spill blood, and ready to leave this dank hell.
I walked up to the small window in my cell's door. I hung my hands out and started singing. My voice was terrible, scratchy, out of tune, and all together unpleasing.
"Knock it off! I could be banging some filly right now, but no, somepony's gotta watch you, make sure you don't eat yourself or something!"
"You fuck colts?" I asked calmly, my fist clenching hard enough to draw my own blood. "I'm sorry, so you fuck colts?"
"Shut up!"
"All the mares of Equestria in chains, and you fuck colts. Your mother must be so proud, when she's not taking fat cock up her ruined asshole that is."
"Shut the fuck you you freak!" The guard got mad enough to swing his electric baton at my hands, shocking me and making me withdraw.
"I bet your father takes it too, or maybe he fucked you, maybe your fathers a coltfucker, and now look at you, a fucking colt loving cum stain, slapped into a whore then spit out onto the pavement."
I backed away from my door as a loud jingle came from beyond. "You think you're fucking funny, eh!?" The guard forced his way into my cell, baton raised high above his head. "Go on, say something funny!"
I felt my face grow into an annoying smirk. "I'm gonna fuck your ass."
The guard brought his baton down, knocking a tooth from my mouth as his strike slammed my head into the side of the cell. He continued to beat me, tenderizing my numb body until I had enough.
I snapped towards him, grabbing his baton in my teeth and biting through it. I could feel Nightmare Moon and Sombra rejoicing as I grabbed the suddenly outmatched guard. I slammed him against the wall as the second guard started beating my side with yet another baton.
I took my time forcing the first guard up the wall and slowly pressing my newly clawed hand against his gut. I worked it in a circle until forcing it through and feeling his organs part, replaced by my fist jammed in his gut. He was crying as I grabbed at his warm insides, yanking out a clump of intestine and a chunk of liver. He was whimpering like the filly he so greedily raped only days ago. I let him drop, landing in a heap and trying to pull his intestine back inside.
The second guard stopped his strikes and started backing away. He dropped his baton as he hit a wall. "Hey, listen, I'm sorry alright! You can just leave!"
I felt another voice rattle around in my head. "You're very hansom...." Sombra stated with my voice. "I like my slaves pretty, I like them pretty...." I reached back with Sombra's command. "And crystal." I tore the crystals from my waistband and grabbed the guard by his neck. I could hear discord laughing like a maniac as I hoovered the crystal over his eye. "Sombra, always with the crystals. You should really diversify your tools."
Me and Sombra focused ourselves to driving the crystal into the guard's eye, driving it past and up, into his skull. His other eye blinked madly as he had an amazing seizure. His hooves kicked against the solid crystal walls as his hands jittered and flailed. A quick wrench of the crystal ceased his flailing and silence him.
I was free, I was free and stronger than ever before. And with a unifying goal, I was in full control, ready to kill every sinner and rapist in this befouled land.
I ran like a monster up the stairs, skewering an unfortunate stallion with my horn as I clawed my way out of the depths and into the main section of the dungeon. I could smell sex in the air as I went from cell to cell, looking for the source.
By the end, a large caribou proved to be the source, abusing a mare half his size and forcing a distraught stallion to watch.
I crept over to him, readying my crystal filled hand and my claw. Before I could bring it down the caribou swung his fist like a wrecking ball, throwing me into the bars and cracking my ribs.
I got to my hooves as the caribou rushed me, slamming into the bars and bending them. I jammed him against the bars and dug my claws into his meaty neck. He fell back, crushing my legs and breaking my bones. I was left on the ground as the large creature picked me up by my throat. He didn't say a word, he only stared at me with a harsh frown.
I felt him tighten his grip, switching to both hands and slamming me against the wall of the cell. I waited until he was face to face with me before acting, reaching my neck as far as I could and clamping down on his muzzle, rending the flesh away and scraping my fangs against his bone.
He let out a strange huff as he threw himself back, giving me a chance to catch my breath and lunge up, snapping my jaws around his throat and tearing apart his larynx. He leveled a punch into my gut as he tried to stop the bleeding. I let him have his fun, breaking my body as he slowly bled out. The magic coursing through my body would keep me alive, but his blood was pooling on the floor and his coat grew paler and paler as his skin lost color.
Eventually, with a final weak stomp he collapsed. I took a moment for my bones to knit themselves back together and my flesh to mend. My arm was dislocated and my elbow was shattered, those would take time, but all my other wounds were healed.
The raped mare was appalled. I felt a strange sense of greed overtake me as I contemplated using this mare for a moment.
"Now now, we're here to escape, not to indulge in childish fantasies. "Discord chided from inside my head.
"More blood to be had!" Sombra yelled, rattling my ears.
I tried to ignore them, yanking the keyring off the dead caribou and tossing it to the mare. "Dead tell us not kill." I muttered incoherently. "Kill them, all die." My words were failing me, the voices in my head rendering my speech stupid and unusable.
I decided to let her figure it out and hurried towards the surface. I didn't know what awaited me, I didn't know if I could do it in the end, I didn't know what to do after my escape, but I knew one thing.
Dainn must die.
