The will of a single pony.

by EmeraldBlaze

Rating: teen
Tags: Adventure, Princess Celestia, Main 6, Gore, Slice of Life, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Doctor Whooves, Sad, Princess Luna, Original Character, Comedy
Length: 3697

With a strong will of one pony, they will find, that they can alter the very course of history.

This story revolves around Pony 207.
Pony 207 has no name. Pony 207 has no emotions. Pony 207 has no will. The day after Pony 207's birth, Pony 207 was taken to the disciplinary schools and given a number. Pony 207 only ate and worked. Occasionally receiving sleep as a reward. One day, Pony 207 had an unusual experience during sleep. Night after night Pony 207 had these. Then, learning from those, Pony 207 took charge of life.

And drove life into a huge-flank wall.

Picture credit goes to EStreet

GORE AND DARK THEMES ONLY SEEN FIRST FEW CHAPTERS

--------Thanks for advice, need to switch accounts-------

Btw....This is my first, uh, fanfic, so any advice would, like, help.

Published 2012-04-06 04:04:04 UTC
Last updated 2012-04-06 18:55:53 UTC

Below Hell

Below Hell

Shout out to Stereo_Sub for tips on my story, trust me, in my opinion, it's much better now!

It is the year...the year unknown. Calendars aren't needed. Especially when there's nopony who has the time to even keep track of time. The last recorded date was July Third, 2021. That was the day the Krovozhadnye came to Equestria. They came out of nowhere. They came without warning. They came, without mercy. Everypony was caught in their path of destruction. Any resistance was crushed by an iron fist of those hulking bi-pedal monsters. Anything. Including them crushing dragons as easily as ants, despite them being one-fourth the height of a fully grown-dragon. Anything that wasn't trying to fight back was enslaved, and put into one of the sectors in Angrovox, the only survivable place in all of this world. There are no fillies or colts.

Heaven stands the highest, Land and the material world in the middle, Hell under, and under Hell, is Angrovox.

Angrovox was a production base for the Krovozhadnye, through the haze of dust and smoke, in the light of the sun, which appeared blood red, all you would find are factories. Within each factory would be a large quantity of around fifty ponies. On the flank of each pony was a number that was branded on. The ponies show no emotion to what goes around them, no thoughts on what they are doing, because, they always go for the ones that will scream. Among the ponies was an ash-grey pony. His number was Two-Zero-Seven. He was only a young colt when the Krovozhadnye came. Him, as well as everypony else, only knew the cycle of eating and working. His bags under his eyes visible from lack of sleep. Sleep was a rare thing, and treasured more then anything you could buy. In the older days anyway. Two-Zero-Seven had blacksmith duty, and finished making an axe for the Krovozhadnye executioner. He chiseled out a small [207] on the side and put it into the depository bin. Most ponies would have had a thought in their mind such as 'Hot damn, I just made a huge axe to cut off somepony's head. What kind of pony am I...' but these ponies don't think. They only work.

One guillotine land scalpel later...

A whistle went off in the distance. The signal for a meal. Ponies lined up side by side, as a trough of food was put in front of them. Nopony hesitated to eat, even though most knew that their food was made up of grass, dust, and even other executed ponies, but they get fed once every two days. Two-Zero-Seven finished his share and waited for others to finish. Then, everypony in Angrovox was force out of the factories and into the execution circle.

For the Krovozhadnye, executions were not for 'misdemeanors and crimes' but for 'fun.' The concept was not understood my most ponies, but the Krovozhadnye did. The numbers sole purpose were for the executions, if your number was picked, then your screwed. The ash-grey pony sat at a seat with the numbers [207] and waited, every day, three ponies were executed, or murdered, however the Krovozhadnye want, by quick beheaded or by the torturer, you would never know. The executioner came into the middle, and with a sick grin forming, it spoke the first victim.
"One Seventy Nine."
In response, a red coated stallion rose from the crowd. Silent, and accepting.
"Very good... It seems you accept your fate... I shall reward you..." The executioner hissed.
The stallion looked up confused, but as he did, he head was dropped back down to the ground, not attached to anything.
"Did you see it's look?!" It bellowed to it's fellow comrades.
"Well then...Zero-Four-Two..." It continued.
Nopony rose.
"Zero....Four....Two..."
Still no response
"Zero.Four.Two."
Just as it finished, an arrow flew from an undetectable assassin and hit a pink mare in her head.
"HOLY SWEET CELESTIA!!" One colt yelled as blood splattered on to him, while other ponies hit by the glistering red liquid remained unmoving.
The executioner's sick smile grew wider. "You..." it said, grinning.
"What!? NO! PLEASE!" The colt struggled as it was brought to the middle.
"I have a gift for you..." the executioner made way as the torturer came to the colt with it's scalpel.
The colt's eyes widened. "NONONONONONONONONONONO!!!"
It was the most horrid sight that anypony could witness.

After...

Two-Zero-Seven was called to the circle afterwards, as the other ponies left. Which was unusual. The executioner spoke to him.
"Fine works of art." it complemented the pony, who nodded.
"For this I shall reward you... If you do something for me.." The pony nodded again.
"Use our technology and make me a... automatic power saw..." Once again, nodding from the pony.
"Good. So, For seven days you shall have an hour in the resting rooms."
The pony nodded and departed, straight to the rooms.
He arrived, nothing there, not to his surprise. He went into a bed, closing his eyes.
The young colt's screams following him into slumber.

Connections

Connections

A.N. (anything here is my thoughts)/>Anything here are Pony 207's thoughts</

Pony Two-Zero-Seven woke up in a strange place...It was bright and....bright. He did not understand were the light was coming from, Two-Zero-Seven was in an open area. He looked around, it was a bright green place, nothing the grey-coated pony could recognize. He took a deep breath, and the air... so crisp...so clean.He then walked though the green area, and found water. a huge source of water that seems to be moving downhill. Two-Zero-Seven took a good, hard look at the water, and seen another pony staring at back. Surprised, the ash-grey pony jumped back, ready to fight. But nopony came. He went back toward the water and looked, and seen the pony staring back. The grey-coated pony staring back was...Him. He looked at himself for a while. Shoved his face into the water, drinking as much as he can, the crisp water flowing in, purifying him, until a fish swam in his mouth, and he promptly spit it back out.
"Excuse me? Sir?"
the ash-grey pony has seen the worse. Remembering the young colt's screams, he wasn't afraid. And not from something with a feminine voice. He turned around slowly to find a lavender coated mare looking at him. She was a unicorn.
"Hi there! My name's Twilight Sparkle, nice to meet you!" She said, Two-Zero-Seven seen that she was nervous and gave a reassuring smile to her. Which seem to work well. As there was more confidence in her voice when she asked,
"What's your name?"
Two-Zero-Seven just shrugged.
"You...don't know your name...?" She asked, a bit of concern in her voice now.
He shrugged again.
"Can you...talk?" She asked nervously.
"As far as I--HOLY BUCK I CAN TALK"
"Wait, what do you mean by 'I can talk?' You couldn't talk before?" Twilight asked, clearly confused.
"Yea...Ever since I woke up in this green place..." He said, kicking a rock
"You mean this forest?" She asked, puzzled.
"Say what? What's a forest?" He asked, honesty in that question.
Twilight looked awe-struck.
"You can't be serious, where did you come from?! Did you maybe, get transported to here from a post Apocalyptic future or something?!"
The grey stallion looked up, as if thinking. Then looked at Twilight.
"Guess you could say that."
Twilight looked as if she was gonna kill him. If looks could kill, then our grey coated hero would be flank****ed soooo badly.
"OHYEA,SURE! And what!? You ponies are slaves or something!?"
He thought again. "Yea, that's about right. I mean, check out my flank ( ya need balls to tell that to a mare ya just met. Or be an idiot from a different time period), Those numbers is what I was addressed by.
The lavender mare looked, then fainted.
Pony 207 looked at the mare..Twilight was it? Then proce--'What's your name?'

Name? I haven't got one...well, I guess I'll have a temporary name of...<
207 looks around, observing his surroundings.
Ummm....guess..uh...I'll take..Frost. Frost. Yea. That sound cool.<
Frost looked at Twilight.
"Better get you--WOAH"

*GASP*
Frost woke up from his resting session. Each and every bit of detail still remains in his head the green....no...the forest, the clean air and water a-a-and.....Twilight Sparkle. Frost looked up at the clock. 55 minutes had passed. But..the question is, how did that happen? Did he get get transported somewhere in another universe or dimension? No. She was just like Me.
A different time line? Perhaps? or an alternate reality? Is that mare real?
*THUD*THUD*
"Weapon scum! Back to Work!" a Krovozhadnye yelled.
Need to work...And...why am I feeling..so full of energy? No. I need to be blank. No thoughts. Otherwise...Frost's thoughts turned to the young blue colt.

*GASP*
The lavender unicorn woke up with a large inhale. She was...in a forest....she...she...met a stallion! Yes! She met a stallion he was unusual...and that's putting it lightly. Everything just felt so real. A shiver ran down Twilight's spine as she recalled their conversation, and if his accusations are true then, is there a threat to Equestria? Would she need to alert the princess? But....was that even real? Was he real? Or was every single thing about this just a dream?

Hope for the future

Hope for the future

Day six/Frost's and Twilight's dream/ 2:36 P.M. Twilight's world
Frost sat by the creek, skipping stones across the river. Yesterday, the princess was unavailable, but today, Twilight would prepare a spell of some sort to bring the two alicorn princesses, and five of her friends into their dream...day five, he learned about all these natural things, rivers, trees,mountains, all these wonderful things...that, Frost guessed, crushed by the Krovozhadnye.

*ZZZZIIPPP*

"Everypony alright?" Twilight asked.
"Yea" A cyan Pegasus with a rainbow mane said
"Yes...is..anypony hurt?" A yellow Pegasus with a long pink asked shyly.
"I'm good sugercube, what 'bout ya'll?" An orange Earth pony with a light brown stetson hat on her head asked.
"My word, is everypony alright? That was quite surprising." A white unicorn with a stylish purple mane replied.
"WEEEEE! That was fun! I wanna go again! Can we Twilight?! CAN WE?!" begged a pink earth pony.
"We will eventually Pinkie *woopie!* Princess Luna? Princess Celestia? Are you two alright?" Twilight called out.
"Indeed my fateful student." Celestia replied, coming out of the woods with Luna.
"Okay, we must be a little off, because if he heard us, then he would have rushed here to help."
"Want be to look for him?" the cyan Pegasus asked.
"No Rainbow, we stick together."

"Boring around here...." Frost dozed on, looking around, no Twilight and friends anywhere. A small rabbit then jumped on Frost, who flew back with a "FRAGGLERAGGLEOHMAHCELESTIASUNNUVA WHAT WAS THAT?!?!?"

"I think I heard him scream actually...we must be getting close" Twilight told the group.
"Scream? what a sissy..." Rainbow said.
"BOO!!!"
Rainbow---> High pitched scream
"Teehee, your so fun to scare Dashie.." Pinkie said as she bounced away.

"What was that? Eh, whatever. So, what's your name little one?" Frost asked the small bunny he was petting.
"Eh, I'm not good with names, I mean, mine's is Frost...so I'll call you...Fluff?"
The bunny curled up in front of Frost. "Guess that's a yes Fluff?"

Twilight and her group then got out of the woods and into a large clearing, a single tree close to a lake on the other side of the clearing. Twilight put her hoof in front of her muzzle and silently did a "ssshhhh."
As they got closer they could hear a stallion's voice from behind the tree.
"Oh Sweet Celestia*Celestia flinched*you are sooo cute Fluff, I never seen anything like you ever before, I mean, all we ever had were huge*Fluttershy flinched* murderous *Princess Luna and Twilight Flinched* unstoppable *Applejack and Rainbow Dash flinched* beasts that wanna kill you for no reason what so ever, but here we got you small little cuties~"
"Wait" Frost said, stopping everypony in their tracks. "What's this feeling of energy, and just to ark my muzzle upwards.."
"It's happiness silly!"
Everypony froze. They didn't see Pinkie leave.
"And my muzzle?"
""It's a smile!"
"Smile eh? Sounds awesome."
"It is!"
Just then, Twilight and her group ran Frost.
Then her whole group froze as they seen Frost, except for Twilight and Pinkie.
*In Unison* "He's hotter then I thought!!"
*In sexy voice, like how fan girls picture their idol* "Hey there everypony, My name's Frost."
*CUE STUTTERED AND STRUGGLED HI'S FROM THE MARES*

"So, Princess Celestia." Frost began.
"Please Frost....just call me...Celestia...Celly works too..." said the Princess, licking her lips.
"I'm...Honored? Well Celest-"
"Celly...I just love how hot it--" Celestia whispered
"NO! OKAY LOOK! LISTEN! WAIT TILL I'M DONE FIRST PLEASE!!"
Everypony was now quiet.
"Okay, look, for one reason or another, I come from a ruined future of Equestria, and had somehow managed to link up with Twilight here. So I need to warn you about an incoming threat. The Krovozhadnye. A bunch of bloodthirsty mofos who will kill and enslave everypony."
The group sat in silence.
"I have my reasons to believe that the Krovozhadnye are incoming to you all, you must stop them, and save our future."
"But HOW exactly are we gonna stop them, I mean, Didn't you tell Twilight there were basically invincible?" asked Rainbow Dash.
"Exactly what I wanna tell you! They are half organic, and half mechanical so the best way to deal with them would be--"
Frost vanished.
"What?!"
"Where did he?!"
"Frost!?"
"FROST!!!!"

First person mode for Frost now.

M-My eyes....I.Hard...
I crack my eyes open a bit to peak, and see myself being dragged along a path. The meeting...I warned them, but I couldn't tell them how to kill a Krovozhadnye soldier....*scream* What...? *scream* that pain...no...*Agony* that can only come from one place....*Guard picks me up*
"WH-WHAT ARE YOU?!"
*Guard throws me into the floor*
Where....*screams of suffering* that could only come from...
*Torturer picks me up*
"Welcome to the execution circle SCUM" the Krovozhadnye yells in my face, throwing me down.
*The executioner comes into my view*
"Tsk,Tsk,Tsk, even though you are useful 207, nothing *lifts up an axe*, I repeat, NOTHING IS LATE FOR MY GAME!!!"
*The executioner then lifts the axe high into the air, above my neck* "GOODBYE SCUM." and brought the axe crashing down.

Tragic...

Tragic.....?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I ACTUALLY DIDN'T RUSH THIS TIME!! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE ASLEEP 9 HOURS AGO...

This was the day that altered the entire course of history. An ash-Grey pony, a pony that seems to be the same with any other pony here.
Except for his number. On the flank of everypony there was a number. branded on. [207] Two-Zero-Seven. That was the ash-grey pony's number. He was different from all the other ponies.
One was that he got to sleep. Two was he was going to be executed WITH a reason. Lastly, was that he, had a purpose.

He, along with all of the other ponies, had no name. Only addressed by his number. That didn't stop him though. He gave himself a name.
He met others that have something to live for. He has a self-proclaimed purpose. But the executioner and his axe have a different idea.
As he was forced into a chopping block, the basket under him, waiting for it's catch. He looked up, one of the sorry Krovozhadnye with a torch to burn his body to nothing but bone. The executioner brought his axe into the air.
"PREPARE TO DIE SCUM" it yelled and brought it down.

It never reached however. Two-Zero-Seven Looked to see that it was stopped by, to his surprise, the torturer.
"WHAT IN YOUR RIGHT MIND ARE YOU DOING?!" The executioner yelled.
"Calm down, for I have a better idea." the torturer calmly replied.
"What do you have in mind?" The executioner asked, eager to kill Two-Zero-Seven
"We kill it....with it's own creation..." the torturer said as it pulled out a large gas-powered power saw.
"Excellent Idea Conrad!"said the executioner
He wasn't tied, no, they were to lazy to do such a meaningless task, especially when the scum tied up is headless.
He was smart. He designed the power saw for just this occasion.
The executioner raised the saw high.
"Any last words?!" It scoffed
"Yes, actually."
The executioner and torturer shared a glance, this hardly happens, and usually it's interesting.
"One final sentence YOU INSIGNIFICANT PIECE OF FILTH"

"My name is Frost, and I'm gonna go and kill every single one of you."

"BAH"The saw was brought down, Frost rolling to the left and on the ground.
"HOLD STILL!!!" The saw was stabbed into the floor in a sad attempt to kill Frost, and was now stuck there. Just as Frost predicted.
Frost then removed the gasoline tank, but tackled to the ground by the executioner
"Dastard! Begone!" With that, Frost smashed the tank onto the huge Krovozhadnye, soaking it in gas and burning it's eyes, the guard with the torch ran over to try and help
Idiot. One small ember was all it took.
Both the executioner and his idiotic guard were up in flames.
"Time blow this join-ARGH!!" Frost fell down, a butcher's knife halfway inside, and going vertically across his back.

"You may have finished those two, but they are nowhere near my level of intellect. Or WERE nowhere near my intellect. I should say. You underestimated us, and that led to your doom." The torturer keeled next to Frost, and pulled out a syringe. "This, is the most painful way to die in all of my little arsenal of tools.." it gestured to the syringe filled with a green liquid. "Face it, I admit you were smart. But I'm smarter then you.....Two-Zero-Seven."

"BUT AM THE SMARTEST!!!" Came a voice from nowhere whatsoever.

"WHO'S THERE?!" the torturer yelled. Surprised fro the intrusion

"ALLONS-Y!!!!"

Just then a big blue police box spawned out of nowhere and crash landed on the torturer. Killing the psychotic Krovozhadnye.

A tan stallion and a grey coated, blond maned, cross-eyed Pegasus came out of it.

"Ditzy! Get him inside the TARDIS now!" The stallion yelled.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL?!" Frost said, thankful, but confused none the less.

"Got it!" said the Pegasus that lifted Frost up, and slammed his back into a wall, shoving in the butcher knife into Frost's back even more. Frost screamed out louder then he had ever screamed.

"Oops...my bad." Ditzy said, and dragged me into the damn RTARD thingie.
The stallion ran in and smashed a couple buttons before yelling "ALLONS-Y!!!"

Frost was lying the the floor of the DITSAR or something.. back toward the roof. He put a hoof around the handle of a knife and tried to remove it. But the stallion kicked his hoof away.

"Ah, What the hell??" Frost asked "I'm in pain you know!"

"I know you are. However, the Krovozhadnye slashed at your spinal cord. For now, ultimately, the knife is keeping you alive. I hope you dearly understand Frost." the pony said calmly.

"Wait..? Krovozhadnye? You know them..? How do you know my name?" Frost asked, confused.

"I like to call them the The Krows!" the Pegasus yelled.

"That is Ditzy Doo. She is my assistant, I am Doctor Whooves. Ah, and Twilight Sparkle told me all of this.

Dear Celestia....what is happening...< "Where...are we going?" Frost asked, apprehensive of the coming answer for some reason.

"Back in time! To Ponyville of course! Err....Ponyville hospital anyway. Princesses Celestia, Luna, and Twilight and her friend are waiting for you there." the doctor said.

"So...how..?" Frost began

"Oh, how did I get in this situation of saving you? Well, I have a history of knowing Twilight, and Ditzy and I were off to go ahead and collect some plants from the past, were Twilight appeared and explained her situation to me, I gladly accepted, thinking that there would me more action, gesturing to a small screwdriver-like object, and a large bazooka....with a large muffin inside of it." Doctor Whooves explained.

"The bloody hell...?" Frost started again.

"This is the TARDIS. Stands for 'Time and Relative Dimension in Space' in other words, a time machine."

Frost went out cold. Whether from all this surprising info, or the fact that he could be bleeding out, we won't know.

Dreams

Dreams

Seven days. Seven days, each day, a grey-coated pony who goes by the name of Frost, would be lucky, and get an hour of rest. Each day he had one of his interdimentional space travels (a.k.a. dreams, but he doesn't know that), were he would always end up in the same 'forest' always meeting a lavender mare who goes by the name of Twilight Sparkle.
Their first meeting was a little awkward and did not end well. >With Twilight fainting anyway<
Their second meeting went something like this
Twilight:Hey Frost
Frost:Hello, Ms.Sparkle.
Twilight:Oh Shush!
Frost:Why.....Ms.Sparkle?
Twilight:...
Frost:....
--Little bit later--
Frost:Twilight...
Twilight:???
Frost: Where...where are we anyway?
Twilight:Well, I can't say our exact location...but I know this is a dream.
Frost:A dream? What in Celestia's name is that?
Twilight:You freaking for reals?
Frost:Your forgetting were I'm from.
Twilight:I Sorry
Frost:Can you explain it?
Twilight: Dreams are successions of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations that occur involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep. The content and purpose of dreams are not definitively underst--
Frost:OKAY IT HAPPENS DURING SLEEP I GET IT
Twilight:>:(

Day 3 went like this:
Frost:TWIIIILLLIIIGGGHHHHTTTTTT
Twilight: WHAT?!
Frost: Hi. Cookie?
Twilight:Not sure...

Day 4, more progress was made.
Frost:Twilight. I need to tell you something.
Twilight: What now Frost? I don't want any of you damn laxative cookies!
Frost: No. I've been thinking. Possibly.. could it be that we're communicating across time?
Twilight: I've wondered the same....
Frost: Look. My captors only gave me three more days. I need you to-
Twilight: Wait three more days until--
Frost:I need you to bring princess Celestia and whom ever else can help into our dream!
Twilight:Wait, Why Frost?!
Frost:Because I fear that my captors... the Krovozhadnye...They are heading for you Twilight.