To Thaw My Cold Heart

by SleepyThePanda

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Human, Sad, Romance
Length: 25745

Having an Ice dragon sealed inside me wasn't the bad part, it was the sudden realization that I was going to be the only one of my kind in this world of brash, technicolor ponies, where only a few are nice enough to talk to me.

A newer, a bit cleaner, less 'terrible-ish' version of my 'first' FiMfic over in Fanfiction. As I'm writing this right now, I'm thinking of doing the same over there, though I probably won't due to sentimental issues.

I miss my old life. My good ol' Xbox and Alienware laptop fed me and pushed me from day to night. I didn't want to leave that, what kind of sick person wouldn't?

But I guess God gave me a slap to the face and sent me to another universe as punishment for wasting my life away. Alone and living in a yellow flying horse's home, I try to manage in this place, but that only ends up in me being in 'debt' to the residents of ponyville and to the ponies who took care of me.

Thank god for the Elder Dragon, who almost turned this place into the contents of a freezer. Unfortunately, that didn't work out well, and now I'm stuck with it as a means of 'repaying the debt'. I really don't see the logic in that, since I could see me doing better alternatives such as: saying 'thanks' to the ponies who cared for me, but I won't complain, because the last thing I want is to argue with a Sun God and her Moon sibling.

So, here I am, with what I suppose are 'friends' and one intimidating Ice dragon sealed inside me. I guess things can't turn out worse right?

Wrong.

Somewhat inspired by Terran34's Tales Of The Oppressed.
Cover image shamefully used from Lifefantasyx (Mabinogi: Ice dragon pet.)
Zheck ze artist out! he/she draws gud shit.
http://lifefantasyx.deviantart.com/

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-02-22 18:50:15 UTC

Still Living, I Guess

Chapter 1: Still Living, I Guess

You know, when you think about it, living as a human is a tedious task that you have to keep doing each day of your life.

Each day you eat, sleep, work, and repeat.

Weekends are no exception, since you either choose to stay home or spend 5-16 hours outside, doing whatever bullshit you do in your everyday lives.

Me, I want that life.

Not this one.

Not one bit.

Wanna know why? Fine, I'll tell you.

Ever since the attack on ponyville. Living conditions have gotten worse. Well, for me to be specific. Everyone despises me, they see me as some monster, and that was before the elder dragon attacked. Insults here, insults there, there have been many times where I've been called a fur-less diamond dog, like...really? I don't look that much like a dog anyways, from what I know, and I definitely don't have diamond on me, because if I did, I would've sold that shit faster than I could gloat with it.

I live alone, well, almost alone. I was kindly taken in by a yellow flying horse when I got here. That reminds me... How the fuck did I get here again? Oh and before you forget, my name is Raijin, as in Rye-Jin phonetically, not Ray-jin. My half-asian father had the decency to take my name from a japanese thunder god, for me, I was just happy that he didn't call me Raiden. That fanatic has been playing too much mortal kombat for my tastes.

Anyways, here I am, working in an apple orchard. The orange horse (or 'mare' as they prefer) who gladly gave me work was friends with the yellow one who I lived with. It wasn't tiring to say the least. Just bring the cart filled with baskets which were also filled with apples to the barn. Store them there. Take the cart out. Bring it to the horse who was 'bucking' the trees. Then repeat.

Pretty simple if you say so.

The red one, who was presumably the brother of the orange one, spoke very little and didn't ask questions about me every 5 minutes when we worked. I liked him.

The orange one was the complete polar opposite. But since I shouldn't be mean to the only person who allows me work, I'll just keep my mouth shut and answer them for the time being.

And then... There was the little one. She was quite timid when she saw me, hiding behind her big brother. Occasionally she'd bring me apple juice on my break, which I'd gladly accept. She was nice, so I was nice back.

Other than that. There were 4 other mares that I'd met over the course of my stay. They were white,pink,purple and cyan, the cyan one having a fucking rainbow for hair. Unfortunately, since I don't even know how I'm going to get out of this place, I'm going to be stuck with these miniature horses for a while, so I might as well get on good-ish terms with them if I'm going to be depending on them for a while.

The purple one asked me and the others to come to a Café to properly greet myself and them, to which I agreed to.

Hey, if I'm getting free food for just introducing myself, I'm fucking taking it, because I've had enough of eating anything apple-based for a while.

And so, we greeted ourselves.

Twilight was the purple one, Pinkie was the Pink one, Applejack was the orange one, Fluttershy I already knew since I lived with her, Rarity was the posh white unicorn who insisted in making clothes for me, and finally Rainbow dash was the technicolor asshole who was always on my case. I even got the name of Applejack's younger sister, who was Applebloom. Those 7 were the first to make me their 'friend'. It was okay I guess, better to have friends in this weird place than have none, especially when you're the only species there.

That was a year ago.

Just when everyone started to bear with my presence, in comes a fucking dragon out of nowhere to, and I quote 'Bring Equestria to an ice age' .

In comes an epic battle, yada-yada, and then they defeat him. I'll tell you about that later, because I'm not really ready to spill my memories to complete strangers. I meet two other mares during the battle, Celestia and Luna, who I preferred to call 'Sunbutt' and 'Moonbutt' from the bitchin' tattoos on their asses. They told me that in order to make sure that the elder dragon could be of no threat, they had to seal it away forever, as killing it will only cause an uproar to the dragon race.

And what's the best way to repay your debt whilst in the care of 'Ponyville?'

Sealing the dragon inside me, of course.

It's not like I could properly make myself a citizen and get a job to repay my debt.

It's not like I can just say thanks with utter gratitude to the ponies that took care of me for a while.

No, I have to be a goddamn cage for something that could pretty much freeze me inside out.

A flash of light later, and now I'm a host to an ice dragon.

And then I'm stuck in the castle of Canterlot to be 'observed if thy sealing worked.' I got to be a part of the 'Royal guard', which sounds cool, but that ended pretty badly, and I honestly don't wanna talk about it. At all.

I have to say though, there are SOME bright sides to this new hell I've been introduced to. I'm pretty much a Jinchūriki like in the show: Naruto. And boy, did I love that show. Maybe someday I could transform into something that's similar to tailed beast mode, though that's gonna be set somewhere in the very distant future, since I can't even get that dragon inside me to talk to me without calling me a 'peasant' in every sentence it makes.

There's that, and also the fact that I can use magic too, what with magical dragon mana flowing inside me and the one time I froze a filly with a tiara when Applebloom was being teased.

But, everything comes with a price. Remember when I mentioned that the horses/ponies of ponyville hated me for being different? Now they had two people two hate, in the same body. Everything just got progressively worse and worse the longer I lived.

And so, we're now in present time. Every day I receive death threats from the same people I meet in the streets every day, some even consider trying to beat me up, to no avail of course.

All I have now are 6 mares who are still my 'friends', and that young 'filly' named Applebloom.

I'm not even good friends with any of them except from Fluttershy, Applejack, Rarity and Applebloom. That was because I actually depended on them. Rarity made me clothes, Applejack lets me have something to do for the entire day, Fluttershy gives me a home, and Applebloom for...uhh... moral support...I guess...?

I don't really get on with Twilight, she tries to make me do lessons on magic, which I despise doing. If I wanted to go to magic school, I would rather watch Harry Potter than spend an entire day with her. Then there's Pinkie, the one who's always hyped for something. I don't know what it is about her, but I'm keeping my distance.

Finally, Rainbow Dash take the prize of being the biggest asshole I've ever met (I said flankhole because she'd be more pissed, and she was), she's just like the people I meet on the streets, that is, if I'm the one to start the argument. She was the least friendly when I met her, and she still is even after a year. If she decides to act all nice all of a sudden to me because I do something good for once, she can go fuck herself.

Today I'm supposed to be going to a spa with them, Rainbow dash being reluctant as ever because 'it's for posh mares', which I turned the tables on her by calling her a dude, to which she promptly smacked me.

I gotta say, for a mare, she hurts. ALOT.

I walk towards the spa with 6 mares and a filly trailing me. Eyes darted to me as I motioned towards my destination. I'd gotten pretty used to ponies giving me stares of disgust, it was one of the reasons that made me into the cold (emphasis on the cold) bastard that I am. So whenever someone stared, I would glare at them instead until they looked away. Foolproof plan if you ask me.

"Maybe this spa can finally help you relax Rai." Twilight said.

"Let's send a male into a spa with 7 mares, good choice." Rainbow Bitch said.

"Go fuck yourself, Dash." I retorted.

Had I looked back to the mares, I would realise that they had tinges of red in their cheeks, probably from the comment that I made.

"Y-you really shouldn't say those words, jerk." Dash meekly replied.

"I'm sorry, but I'm sticking with it. Saying 'go buck yourself' doesn't seem that powerful enough.

"Rah, what does fuck mean?" Apple bloom asked with that southern accent of hers.

I know, I know. Adults are doing something wrong once childre-foals near them begin to say 'inapropriate' terms at such young ages.

Good thing I'm not an adult, in 2 months anyway.

"Rut." I said as I turned to them.

All the mares turned red whilst Applebloom tilted her head.

"Rut?"

"What your mommy and daddy did to make you." I said as I rolled my eyes.

"So Dash is gonna make foals with herself?" She looked at my eyes with that tilted head of hers. The red ribbon on her head almost fell off, but was barely held by the hair that clung to it.

Heh...you sneaky devil.

I swear, sometimes you're helping me out by teasing that flying horse, whether you know it, or not.

Rainbow Dash glares at the little filly, her rage caged barely as Applejack kept an eye on her actions. I chuckled lightly, picking up Applebloom in my arms as we dash forward to the nearby spa.

"Let's get in before you get eaten by a flying monster!" I screamed in mock terror. Applebloom giggled as she immediately catches wind of what I meant.

As we entered the spa, we were greeted by two ponies, one pink and the other blue. Their names were Aloe and Lotus, but I didn't really bother with which name belonged to whom, because frankly I don't give a flying fuck.

"Good morning Aloe!"

"Good morning Mistress Rarity!" The pink one said.

"I suspect that you've brought your friends and pet over?" The blue one asked.

Bitch.

"I'm not a pet."

"And what might you be then?" The blue one questioned with subtle amounts of hate.

"The host of the monstrosity that almost freezed your flank a few months ago." I blandly replied as I glared at the blue one.

Both mares widened their eyes at my answer, mouths agape.

"And I'd like it if you treated me as your customer."

"Y-yes, sir, my apologies." The pink one said.

The blue one scrunched up her muzzle as her brow furrowed, I guess that's what ponies look like when they pout.

"Well then, now that that is settled, may we have the usual?" Rarity asked.

"Yes mistress Rarity, right this way." The pink one led us towards a set of double doors whilst the other stayed behind, all the while glaring at me.

"We'll be starting with a massage for each of you, then you may all proceed to the Jacuzzi after. Will that be okay with you sir?" The pink one continued.

"Yeah, mistress?"

"Aloe."

Alright, so the pink one is Aloe.

She took us to a large room. It was filled with 10 massage tables. All of the were too short for me of course, since I was almost twice the size of most of the ponies here.

"Umm...Sir, may you please remove your...garments." Aloe whispered.

I stared at her in confusion, right when a stupid thought suddenly comes across my mind.

No-one has ever seen me in my underwear apart from my family.

Almost immediately, I felt a strange feeling to hide myself as all the mares and filly in the room looked at me, expecting me to remove my clothes. A rush of blood rose to my cheeks as I saw a certain technicolored bitch smirk at me.

"Hmmm, whats wrong uggo? not gonna show that hideous body of yours?"

I swear, Rainbow Dash, if I learnt any harmful magic I'll promise to use them on you as a target. Grumbling curses under my breath, I slowly removed my shirt. There were multiple times when I decided to cop out a quarter of the way through revealing my chest, to the point where I spent half a minute just moving almost a few inches off my shirt.

Mustering whatever courage I could still find, I completely removed my sapphire shirt to reveal the untold beauty of my amazing body.

Well, I call it amazing anyway, since it's my body, and not rooting for it just jabs even more inches of hurt into my self-esteem.

It was just plain average, which was something I would not have said before I came here. 2 years ago, there would be more packets of bulging fat around the waists of my sides than now. It was finally through the miracle of endless lifting of buckets of apples and a hellish diet of anything related to apples and the small garden of flowers inside Fluttershy's fridge that forced my cravings of meat to run away in terror.

Little by little did my hips begin to straighten out and make my waist more 'free' from all the fat that clung to it. I'm even trying to get one of those six packs I keep seeing in the gym in my time at Earth, and it's coming along well since I've got a faint, yet almost-noticeable abs slowly cultivating themselves below my pecs.

It's barely visible, but I'm proud of it, since it's a sign that I'm actually doing something to make myself better than my old self, who lounged around his room playing games and living on his pseudo couch-bed which was filled with pizza crumbs and whatever shit I could afford with my large allowance.

Waiting patiently, I tapped my feet at the idiots who eyed me strangely.

"Stallions look better than you, brah." Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes.

"Well, It's nice to see a change from your rather...obese appearance in the last year. And I mean that in the nicest way possible, darling." Rarity smiled.

"Look at that! Ah knew that you helping us out would make ya more of an Earth pony!" Applejack grinned foolishly.

"I doubt that I could ever be as strong as one of you anyway, that's a matter of fact." I muttered.

Welp, this day just got better.

Maybe having these ponies as friends are beneficial. I should keep them to cheer me up, sans Rainbow at the very least.

Now, onto the massage.

Bottled Rage

Chapter 2: Bottled Rage

Well, here I am. Standing in a room almost-naked with god knows how many mares and an oblivious filly.

I'm glad that they aren't guys, because that would just make it even more awkward. It's nice to get some attention every once in a while that isn't based on pure hatred.

Hey, I'm a guy, and guys have needs, no matter how geeky or brute they are.

Seconds go by with me just standing there like an idiot while all the mares, sans Rainbow Dash, inspect me with their large eyes. Their pupils darted around my body, observing me as though I were a new species.

"Well? Are you going to do the massage or what?" I asked as I threw my trousers in a pile where my other clothes were. Aloe came forward and pointed at my underwear.

"Um...could you remove these too?"

Nope.

Not in hell.

"No." I replied sternly.

"But-"

"No."

I'd never expect to see a perverted talking pony. Yet here I am, stripping myself almost naked for their entertainment.

"Either you take me like this, Or I'm leaving."

"Alright, then hop on the table and I'll get to it."

"Can I have a...uh...stallion instead of a mare? I don't want someon-fuck, somepony, nevertheless a MARE, to touch me."

"That can be arranged!" Aloe smiled.

Due to the massage table being to short for me, I opted to combine two together, their ends connecting, so that the headrest's are on opposite ends. I got on as the others did. Rarity was on my left whilst Applebloom was on my right.

"Colt cuddler." Rainbow Dash sneered.

"You're going to enjoy this Rai, I know I will~" Rarity sang.

"Yeah, whatever. Let's get this over with so I can get in the Jacuzzi." I said.

"Rah, are ya gonna take that white thing off you when we get in the bubbly tub?" Applebloom asked.

Well, damn.

I didn't intend on bringing spare clothes, nor can I run back to to get them. If I was going to go into the 'bubbly tub' I'd have to remove my underwear, because I'm definitely not going to get them soggy.

I don't really have to tell you why I don't want to remove my undergarments and hop in a tub with some ponies, all of whom are female. But unfortunately, I don't really have any other choice, since it's either get in naked, or just sit outside the room, twiddling my thumbs like an idiot whilst I wait for the mares to have fun and such in the Jacuzzi.

So, I guess I have to take them off after all.

Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut...

"Rarity."

"Yes Rai?"

"Since you're a unicorn who specializes in dress making, do you have a spell to make things dry if they get wet?"

Rarity's eyes narrowed as a sly smile spread across her face. She definitely knows the reason for my strange request.

"Unfortunately, I don't. But whatever do you need it for my darling?"

Snarling quietly, I mumbled a reply.

"No reason, just making small talk..."

Aloe came towards us as she placed two hooves in her mouth. She made a whistling sound as a few more ponies came into the room. How the fuck did she do that with those round blocks that they call hooves? Magic. I suppose. Since that's the answer for every strange thing that I see around ponyville. A small group of ponies quickly walked out of some double-doors, most of whom were female, again.

Aloe approached me as she gazed at my back. A cream brown stallion followed behind her with a cheery smile.

"Are you ready, sir?" His deep voice reassured my thoughts of fear, making me relax a little bit more.

"Raijin. Call me Rai."

"Alright...Rai."

His stubby hooves softly impacted my back, pushing down my skin and hitting tense spots that I've never noticed. Stings of pain hit me as he came across them, yet it quickly faded away as relief washed it over. Soon after, his hooves began to run circles on the spots of tension on my back, as though he were trying to smoothen the land out from the bumps upon it.

I couldn't help myself from humming in delight as I felt all of my stress melt away.

If I had looked at my face at that point whilst my eyes somehow closed themselves, I'd be smiling like a fool.

And like a fool I was.

"It's good to see that you are...relaxed...Rai. You seem to be a completely different person from a few minutes ago." Rarity said.

"I'm getting massaged, why shouldn't I get happy? I've never had it before and it's actually amazing! I should really come here more often to do this, if I had the expenses to do so of course." I replied.

"I thank you for your wonderful review of my skills." My masseur spoke as he continued to do his magical healing.

Rarity smiled, seemingly content that she could make me confess in such a way.

"Well then, I guess that this was a complete success in loosening you up then!" She giggled.

"I wouldn't say that just yet, we still have the Jacuzzi to go, and things could still go downhill from there." I reverted back to my normal, stoic self, which seemed to depress my masseur and Rarity herself.

"I was doing such a great job too..." The cream stallion whispered.

Aloe and her buddies continued to work their magic as the minutes went by. By the end I was practically begging myself to have one more session with my masseur, but Aloe insisted that I continue on with the treatment, right before she left the room to prepare the next activity, leaving me to find my clothes and the gang to wait for me impatiently.

"Well then, where's that Jacuzzi?" I asked Rarity after I got my trousers on.

"Right this way."

Rarity led us to a few more doors as we entered a large room. The walls were paved in teal tiles which a gargantuan tub stood in the middle of the room. There were towels in glass covers which protected them getting moist. The glass cases were on one side of the teal room as the steam polluted the air, obscuring the nearby racks of bottles that supposedly contained bath salts or even shampoo. Heck, I don't know why they were there, they could be potions for all I know.

"That is one big bathtub." Rainbow said.

"Not as big as your flank." I said.

"Buck you."

"Oh, so now you want to fuck me?"

"N-no! I said buck! BUCK!"

"Fuck? FUCK? Did ah hear that right sonny?" I held out my hands to my left ear as I imitated an old man.

"Let's go in the tub for Celestia's sake!" Rainbow groaned.

"Did you say let's fuck in the tub for Celestia's sake Rainbow? Boy, you must be really horny to come on to me like that." I snickered.

"RAH! Stop acting like ah foal and spewing out that foul language! Applebloom is here ya know!" Applejack glared at me.

"Rah, are we gonna make foals in the tub?" Applebloom asked.

...

Uh..

Oh right, sarcasm doesn't exist in this convoluted reality.

*sigh*

I miss those times when I trolled on youtube...

"What's sarcasm?" Applebloom tilted her head.

"Let's just get in." I sighed.

I was contemplating on whether to remove my underwear or not, leaving me to gawk awkwardly at the undergarment, expecting it to talk and give me an answer that would solve this problem.

A barrage of answers expelled from the mares in the tub.

"Quit being a wuss and get in."

"You can do it! I'll give you a cupcake as a reward!"

"I-I don't mind if you take it off Rai. Do as you please."

"Ya better leave dem 'underwear' right on ya. Ah'll force Rarity to fix those right up, RAHT RARITY?"

"R-right! But I'll warn you now that you should ask Twilight instead of me, I'm afraid that I might not have the knowledge to solve this problem."

"Rah, you can take dem pants off if ya want! ah promise ah won't look!"

I stared at the towels safely hidden in the glass covers.

'Hmm, that could work...'

"Alright, I'm taking them off. But if one of you so much as peep on me, I swear I will make your life a living tartarus with the spells that I know already."

A chorus of cheers and grunts came from the 7 ponies as I approached the glass cases. "Look away, now." I glared at them. Obediently, they acted upon my words as they turned their backs to me, fits of giggling escaped as I quickly swapped my underwear for the towel.

"All right. I'm done changing."

They turned back to see a me wearing a strip of cloth that was supposed to be a towel. It barely covered my staff and jewels but I guess it'll suffice for now when get in the tub.

"Oh! Rai. Your towel seems a bit...loose." Twilight eyed the small corner of the towel that I was supposed to tuck in.

"I can do it myself. Thank you very much." I growled as I immediately solved the problem. It was a great suggestion too, since I felt it releasing it's grip on me for some strange reason on each step that I took as I walked to the tub.

Suddenly, an idea came to mind.

A great idea.

An idea that annoy the hell out of a certain pegasus.

But it'll only work if my theory about women work, which is that they care quite a lot about their hair...

I hope that applies here too...because if Rarity's elegant hairstyles won't prove my point, then I don't know what will.

A sly smile comes to view as my plan begins to execute itself. Rainbow Dash takes notice and flinches minutely as she prepares for my attack.

"Oh no.

I am about to slip.

Oh noooo."

I wailed in mock terror with hint of blandness as I leapt straight at the tub, completely disregarding my last comment about me slipping over something wet.

The cyan mare takes notice as she immediately braces for impact. Unfortunately for her, I'm going to cause as much turbulence in this water as I can, forcing her and the unfortunate others to tumble around as the water drenches them.

The others are mere casualties to our ongoing war.

Copious amounts of water exited from the miniature pool as I immediately sunk to the bottom. I could hear screams and shouts of anger as my head slowly floated upwards.

"-OU BUCKING FLANKHOLE! YOU GOT MY MANE WET! URGGHHH" I heard Rainbow bitch's speech halfway as I gasped for air.

"You know, for a stallion. You seem extremely girly." I replied as I breathed heavily. The other mares (and filly) were in no better shape, all of them gave me glares (with the exception of Fluttershy and Applebloom, who seemed to give a more, playful glare).

"I'M NOT A DAMN STALLION!" Dash screamed as she lunged at me, her body slapped on mine as we quickly sunk like a stone in the teal water.

By the way, for a Jacuzzi, this thing is actually quite advanced, I could easily feel the bubbles of air forcefully colliding with my back, pushing me upwards whilst the killer mare did the opposite.

I laughed breathlessly as her hooves slowly strangled my neck. Obviously she wouldn't kill me in here without choking me to death, which I doubt she'll do. She wouldn't do such a thing in front of her friends, right?

Right?

Suddenly, I realised that I released the majority of my oxygen in one fell swoop due to my laughing.

My fun ended prematurely as I realised the situation that was actually happening. My breath had almost left my mouth and I was pinned down by a well-built pegasus, who might as well be as strong as an earth pony in every right.

This mare...

She really is going to kill me.

I could see it in her eyes. That evil grin of hers as she maintains control over my neck.

Panic and fear rushed into my mind, adrenaline pumped itself around my body as I began to flail about under the bubbly waters of the tub, no-one can see you properly from the rising air bubbles.

My eyes widened in fear at this strange behavior from my worst enemy. Why is it strange? it just is. I can feel it.

This Rainbow that's on me...her hatred seems to be larger than ever. It's not the kind of hatred that makes you have a battle with words, no, its the kind of hatred that makes someone feel like removing the opposition altogether would be the next best optio

"Rainbow! Rainbow! Stop it!" My words gargled under the water.

Every second I spent speaking, I could feel more and more light head from the lack of oxygen. Things are getting desperate, and since this crazy mare won't let me get up to get some air, I'm going to have to do something extreme.

Something, that I should never ever do.

Without speaking for mere moments to warn her, I crashed my lips to hers as I gathered what little oxygen from her to keep me from drowning for a while. She must have been in the same situation, since I could barely recognize any oxygen from her mouth as well. I guess rage makes us defy our own health in order for us to achieve.

Her lips...they felt, soft. Despite my assumptions about that mare, she really wasn't as tough as I actually assumed.

That being said, I immediately renounce my assumptions, for she sucked the air out of my mouth rather brashly, taking what was rightfully hers. With the dire situation turning worse each second, I take matters into my own hands, using my inferior strength to somehow un-pin myself from her clutches.

And so I did...somehow miraculously.

A few seconds later and we finally surfaced once more. Rainbow and I coughed and spluttered as we gasped for air, momentarily forgetting that our lips were pressed against each other moments ago.

"You fucking taste like pony breath." I wheezed

"You taste like...a disgusting human." She replied in vain.

I glared at Rainbow as a familiar voice came from nowhere.

"How long were you two down there? An 'underwater battle' I presume?" Rarity rolled her eyes in frustration, huffing as she holds several strands of her wet, soppy hair on one of her hooves. "Dear Celestia, won't you two just get on with each other?"

"How could I ever get on with this...outsider? I'm staying with the friends I know, not the pon-people who worm themselves into our group!" She hisses as she points at my soaking being.

Duuude.

That hurts deep.

But why should I even feel like this? I hate her anyway. That's right, I hate her.

I should keep telling myself that.

I stick myself deep into my thoughts, staring at the turbulent waters rising with bubbles that greet me. It's so easy to get yourself lost in your thoughts, because that's what exactly happened to me right at that moment.

My bottom sat still on the sides of the Jacuzzi, somehow retaining my towel from all of the kerfuffle that happened. My sights face downwards as all seven mares (and filly) expect me to return for a comeback that would restart the cycle.

But I never did give another comeback.

What they saw was a guy thinking of something to insult the element of loyalty, in a joking manner.

But what I saw.

Was just an old foe.

Depression.

As If I Could Get Anymore Depressed

"Uhh...Rai dearie?"

"..."

"You there?"

"..."

"Equestria to Rai, have we made contact?"

Sigh.

"Mmm." I hummed. I slowly looked up at the group, changing my sights from the troubled waters. I found myself staring at 7 ponies (and filly) with concerned looks over their faces. One such mare didn't care at all about my current state, obviously. A veil of silence covered the room, the only noise being made was the quiet bubbles of air popping from the tub.

Everything felt....rather awkward for some strange reason.

It's like someone has been squeezing my heart, forcing me to cry. It's not because of what Rainbow Dash said, right? But of course, it has to be.

I shouldn't really care about an insult, right? I've gotten it so many times before, it's as though it has become a second language to me, my self-esteem won't break down that easily, so why did it crumble into dust when she said those words?

"Hey, you alright Rai? It's taking you awfully long to make a comeback" I hear her words once more.

Even she doesn't care about what she's said....

"Mm."

I stood up, taking extra care to cover myself with the sogging towel that clung to my skin literally. I pursed my lips shut, my eyes dimmed a little as I slowly walked out of the room to dry myself. Mists of steam clouded my body, making it harder to see my being the further I walked from them. I left without a word, dismissing the questions that surfaced from the bathtub.

I know it was rather brash of me to just stand up and leave right there and then, in the middle of a conversation, but I just felt like I wanted to be alone for a while. Dear god, I'm such a fucking child, how am I ever going to grow up when I just act like this? Like some idiot who avoids conflict once they step too far and really piss someone off. And to think, I'll officially be 18 in two months.

I'll officially be...an adult.

I left the spa before Aloe could get off her desk to ask what I was doing. The warm, sunny air attempts to cheer my mood alongside it's friend: the sun's rays, but it does nothing towards the attitude that I'm already stuck on. Not even the weird 'squee' Applebloom makes when I hug could even bring me out of this one, this kind will only be fixed if I spend some time relaxing.

And going back to Fluttershy's home in the quiet forest will do just that.

I need to be alone for a while. I'd get some ice cream and a TV but those things just don't exist here.

What a shame.

"Where is that idiot?"

"Don't be so mean, Dash. He's been through a lot."

"You can't feel bad for him forever, soon you're gonna see him as a freeloader on your couch Flutters!"

"Oh dear no, I'd never see Raijin like that. You might not know it, but he helps around a lot when I'm with the animals."

"I bet he still treats you like he does to me."

"Quite the contrary."

"O-oh."

I sat on the couch as I nibbled on some carrots that I found laying around on the kitchen.

A certain white bunny hopped up on my lap. An annoyed look on his face surfaced.

"Find your own carrots."

Soon enough he started to tap repeatedly on my lap with his foot.

Asshole.

I split the nibbled carrot in two as best as I could before I gave to him. I gave the leafy end to him as I'd expect him not to eat the part where I've already put my mouth on-common sense, really. The rabbit chomps it down, right before burping. That white bastard can eat quickly, that I can say. His adorable stature did a number on my cuteness shields, so I could do nothing but pet his head.

"So far, you're the only dude that I'm not bothered with. Mainly since you aren't a pony."

As a response, he fell forward on my chest as he began to sleep,lightly nuzzling me. I continued rubbing his fluffy head, his involuntary kicks that he does shows that I'm doing something right. Giving a large sigh. I lay my body back on the couch which became my bed during my stay here.

My interest in living in this damned world is lessening each second. I could easily end it now. All that's stopping me is this damn bunny on my chest. But he's so adorable when he sleeps. I can't die with that as the last thing I see.

And besides, I can't leave a mess in Fluttershy's home, I owe that mare my life for letting me live here. She's the only mare I could ever have such a friendly behavior towards to.

I guess I'll just take a nap right now. But since it's afternoon, I will probably wake up at night, which will leave me refreshed till dawn. Eh, why not? I can spend more time mulling over things at night I guess, when everyone is asleep. Yeah...That seems like a nice idea.

I close my eyes as sleep takes me away to my dreams. If I'm gonna dream about happy things, I might as well dream about my life back in earth. But even that was fairly terrible anyway. Still, I did have some good times whilst I was there. Sometimes, I just wish that I could go back there. Well, at least I can simulate that right now.

-Time skip: 4 hours-

I slowly stir from my sleep as I hear the sounds of hooves clacking on the wooden floor.

"Fuck. Can you stop moving, whoever you are?" I groaned.

I hear a small yelp before I fully recuperate myself.

Yep, that's got to be Fluttershy. Who else would it be really?

"Oh, I'm sorry if I woke you up." She softly spoke.

"It's ok. Did you have fun at least on whatever you did when I left?"

"It was fine, we all ate at the Sugarcube corner and we all talked about today."

"Seems pretty normal."

"Umm, it's okay if you don't answer, but...why did you leave so abruptly at the spa?"

I avert her gaze, looking at the numerous bird houses that situated themselves on the ceiling of the living room. Only now did I realise that it was the sunset, nightfall quickly approaching as the sun was being lowered by the Sun goddess.

Moments of silence followed.

Fluttershy let me have my silence, waiting patiently for my answer as I debated on whether I should respond or not. She was quite different from all the other mares, kindest-definitely, and also the only one who hasn't questioned why I was even here. She'd make an amazing mother, from what I've seen when she works and tends to her animals. It's like she already knows what's wrong with them, and somehow has everything the poor creature needs to make it better.

Even better yet, her future husband wouldn't have to do anything at all once he's married to her, all he has to do is to keep fiathful to her and make her happy, and he can laze around the home forever, or even go out with his friends, as long as Fluttershy is happy at the end of the day. Oh what a life would that would be-

Ugh, why am I thinking of these things! More importantly, why am I even thinking of Fluttershy in that manner? It's not like I like her anyways, atleast, that's I think.

Oh, right. She's still waiting for me to answer. I looked up to look at her eyes, which looked calm as ever. A smile smile was plastered on her muzzle and she casually made herself comfortable beside me on the couch, sans the white, clingy rabbit that I was petting a few hours ago.

I prepare my answer, thinking of something that required the least amount of swears as possible.

"I left...just because." I replied, not even looking her in the eye as I did so.

"Just...because?" The butter-skinned mare tilted her head.

"Mhm."

"Are you sure that this is your answer? It seems quite vague, if you ask me."

"I'm keeping it vague for a reason."

"I guess you don't want me to know, do you?"

"No, it's just...you are...urgh!" I plunge my face down to my knees, exasperated by all of this. "If anything...you're the only mare that I could ever talk about these things with you."

"Then why not tell me?"

"It....involves one of your friends, and telling you will only cause trouble within the group. It's better to leave it alone with me than to share it and put your own relationships on the rocky road."

I sigh inside my knees, facing the cream-coloured floorboards. I feel her rubbing my back before sighing herself.

"It must be quite difficult for you to live here, don't you think?"

"Mhm."

I...just want to go back home. I just want to suddenly wake up and realize that everything was a dream. I just want to be back in earth, doing normal, tedious tasks each day to just live for a little longer. I just want to get out of this depression.

It makes me think like this, it puts me at my lowest, it makes me lose friends.

And what can I do about nothing, absolutely jack shit. My only 'shrink' is the miniature pony beside me!

Everything falls quiet again. My conversation with Fluttershy ended abruptly, with no answers to the question she made at the start. It's my own fault for not telling her, really. I heard that letting out all the things you wanted to say, really relieves you, I guess I fucked up on that one. I'm actually surprised that she still bothers with me too, I've been such a freeloader recently, but I try my best to help.

I'm no animal caretaker, but I do it with the best of my ability.

"You know what, I've had enough talking for now." I said as I got up from my couch. Placing the bunny beside Fluttershy. I head towards the door, making plans for my nightly solace in the clouds or a plain hill.

"Where are you going?" Fluttershy asks.

"Somewhere."

"Why?"

"Because."

"Because what?"

"..."

"Rai?"

"Because I need time to myself." Was all I said before I closed the door.

Taking in a deep breath of fresh, nightly, everfree air. I began my journey to find my very own cloud of solitude.

Hey...You awake?

...

...

Of course I am. You keep moving about you impudent fool.

No need to be so harsh.

I have the right to be. I am stuck inside this measly body after all.

I'm surprised that they could actually fit you inside me.

Just shut up and leave me be, peasant.

Love you too.

A Cloud To Find and a Dragon To Form

Chapter 4: A Cloud To Find

I slowly trudged along the Everfree forest. An amalgamation of sounds invaded my ears as began to search for my hill/cloud. Crickets and other beings echoed in the empty night as I conversed with the monster inside me.

Nice night huh?

Your persistent speaking is irritating me, peasant.

Come on, lighten up.

I will choose not to.

Can you stop whining for once?

I have the right to-

Yeah, you have to right to whine. I get it. You aren't the only one complaining, you know.

You DARE interrupt the speech of an Elder drag-

Go ahead, vent your frustration unto me. It's not like anyone has done that before.

...

You aren't the only one who's suffering, you know. I never chose for this to happen.

Then why did you let them?

What? should I really go up against those lunatics who could vaporize me in an instant? or should I accept a chance to gain power, just so I could be more meaning ful in this world?

Why couldn't you just let them vaporize you? You've been asking for it every time I hear your thoughts.

And what? Be called the idiot who tried to go up against two 'alicorns' and died? I have standards you know, even if it's in this shithole.

I just want to end my life in a peaceful way, somewhere I can do it without no-one noticing me. There'd be less of a fuss if that happened.

Interesting...You ask for the sweet release of death, yet you can't even bring it to yourself whenever a single soul is around you.

Hey, shut up. You aren't my therapist.

I left the conversation in my mind before it could speak any further.

A few minutes later, I found myself out on the borders of the Everfree. The land that stood before my eyes was different compared to the hazel forest that donned its emerald leaves as a hat. Everything was...plain to say the least.

There was nothing but grass as far as I could see, the verdant land seemed to sway as the subtle wind blew on it. The small lights of ponyville irritated the corner of my eye. My destination wasn't there, oh no, it's waiting for me in the form of a cloud.

Easily enough, there were plenty for me to choose. There were some stray clouds that had not been moved by the weather team that I found floating about in the grassy wasteland. Some were too small for me to have enough room to walk in, so I chose the one that was slightly closer to the humble town. I was close to civilization, yet far enough for it to be just a reminder. It was the perfect cloud.

A perfect home too.

Hey.

What is it that you request now?

Can you get me up to that cloud there?

Use my power to get there, you imbecile.

Or, I could let you out as a familiar. You know, get those bones to work after being inside for so long.

...

So?

Your proposal interests me. Though you cannot escape the fact that I can leave you once I'm out.

You'll only be a familiar. You wouldn't have enough power to leave 10 feet away from me without me giving you enough to just maintain yourself materialised.

...Fine, but I am only doing this for the sake of exercise.

Yeah, sure.

Exiting from our conversation, I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

Being the host of an Elder dragon does have its benefits you know. Benefits such as manipulating the condensated air around you, applying sheer pressure and temperature-orientated magic to form ice.

I swear, if I make an ice cube business, I'd be rich. But that would just seem stupid.

I draw out my hands as I try to form the elder dragon's image in my mind whilst closing my eyes. I can hear the crackling and the constant hissing of the ice and the air as I put all my efforts in imitating the image of the beast inside.

I begin to form it's feet first, since that was the easiest to form. My fingers unintentionally wiggle themselves as I form the Elder Dragon's paws. I intentionally make the claws on the feet blunt to prevent any attacks that could happen if the creature ever so tried to do so.

Next, I formed it's body, which was the hardest part.

Being the show-off that I am, I opted to create triangular scales which faced downwards. Said scales dominated most of it's chest as I created neat layers of them, each one having smaller/larger scales overlapping the one next to it. It was as if it acted like a chest plate, but one you could never remove.

The wings were a bit harder to form, due to the fact that I don't really know the basics of flying and the internal structure of them.

Because, you know, I don't have fucking wings.

I placed them smack dab in the middle of it's back as best as I could, whilst I tried to remember a dragon's wings from all those hours I spent on Runescape.

And finally, it came to the head. I elongated it's muzzle to simulate a dragon's, which took a rather long time, due to the fact that I was debating on whether it was too long/short. After I formed the base, I worked on the mouth. I replicated it as a human's because it was the simplest to do, sans incisors, because of obvious reasons. Then it came to the eyes. I sculpted them in a similar fashion to an anime character's eye, because they were just so kawaii (sugoi-desu!). The irises were of the same colour of the ice, which was dark blue-ish that was layered with glossy white on the less dense parts. The pupil was black obviously.

Finally, I came across the top of it's head. I sculpted my familiar two beautiful horns which were fat and symmetrical, yet blunt and safe at the same time. I also opted to add a little creativity in there as well, making small tufts of (ice?) fur that resembled spikes which were pointed backwards. After that, I made a few finishing touches like making the head and the spikes symmetrical (due to my OCD nature) and smoothing the over the creation that I had just made.

As soon as I had finished I opened my eyes to reveal my work of art.

And man, it looked amazing. I was no artist, but I honestly think that I made a better job than any of them. Yeah, fuck you Michealangelo, I doubt your sculpture of David can compare to my masterpiece.

I panted heavily, tired at the effort that I put into this creation, only for it to last a couple of hours until dawn. Well, I might as well enjoy it while it lasts.

Hey, your vessel is ready.

If I so much as think that you have tarnished my image with your creation, I will do everything in my power to make you suffer.

Oh trust me...You'll like it.

I'd better.

I lost consciousness as the spirit in my body delved deep inside me, arriving at the location where my beast was locked up in.

I opened my eyes again to see the prison where my companion had been trapped in for so long. Yellow poles of magic formed an endless wall as far as the eye could see as they glowed in the dark. Beyond the pole I could barely see anything, as darkness permeated around me where I stood. The only source of light that was visible was emanating from me, which was a yellow glow.

My vision could barely make out a large, square-ish plate that was melded into the poles. There were small, but noticeable slits in the middle of it.

This must be the gate.

I pressed my palms against it, feeling the cold touch of the thing that stood between the Elder Dragon and it's freedom. I could feel a small engraving on it, resembling a sphere which had a curve running in the middle of it and small triangles that protruded outwards from the sphere.

The must be Moon butt and Sun butt's engraving,

Well, are you going to release me?

I don't plan on doing it this way, since I don't really know how.

Then how will I ever leave?

I was thinking of you sharing a part of your soul with me. Which you can control when I place you in the vessel.

That seems...plausible.

I held out my fist and faced it towards the darkness. I can now see the Dragon's eyes. They were ruby that screamed out fierceness and violence.

What are you doing?

Holding out my fist for you to touch. I mean, how else are you going to share it with me?

Fine.

Oh man, this is totally like the time Naruto fist bumped Kurama!

Just making myself a proper Jinchuriki, one step at a time.

I could see a large, clawed fist leave the darkness as it came to my view. Our fists collided softly.

Those fists...they were so cold. Well, I guess there was a reason for the Dragon's name and it's affinity for ice.

I felt a strong surge of power enter me, enough to make me feel full as though I've had too much to eat. I separate our fists as I stumbled back.

Woah...holy shit. I feel...full.

Just hurry up and release me.

Will do.

I immediately left the scene and returned to my physical body once more. I placed my palm that had contacted the Elder Dragon on it's familiar. Soon I felt the power leave me, my condition getting better as I don't feel so 'full' anymore.

I watch in awe as the icy familiar glowed blue before it's glow dissipated a few seconds after.

"So, are you there?" I asked.

The draconic familiar twitched little by little, until it slowly ruffled it's wings.

"Urgh, these wings are terrible." It spoke.

I never realised it until now, but that voice seemed rather, feminine.

I guess it was hard to distinguish when she was inside of me, due to the fact that she was always booming her voice and deepening her pitch to be that of a male dragon.

"Do you like what I did?"

"It's mediocre, to say the least."

"What?! Look at you! You look amazing!" I said in awe.

The Elder Dragon looked at me strangely for a few seconds, before looking away as she shifted nervously.

Was that some kind of..blush?

I guess I couldn't make that possible for her, what with her having nothing but ice in her cheeks and all.

"Let's just go to your stupid cloud." She mumbled.

"Alrighty then." I replied whilst I mounted her back.

"Urgh, your weight is staggering. What do you eat?"

"Apples and shit."

"You eat feces? You vile creature."

"No, I meant apples and vegetables and occasionally a fucking flower."

"Why didn't you say those words instead?"

"Because I can't be bothered to say them all! Now are we going to talk or are we going to fly?"

Mumbling, she ruffled her solid, icy wings before flapping them to test how they work.

"I'll have to applaud you for creating the wings...which are barely functional. But I can make do with what I have."

"Excellent."

With one, strong, solid flap of both her wings, the familiar sent us to the air.

I bobbed up and down as she slowly made her way to our destination. I felt the cold wind blast my face as we soared through the air. Man, that felt refreshing. Soon enough, we arrived to the cloud of my choosing. She landed with a soft thud right after I made the cloud solid as ice.

"Don't you have fears of sliding off this death trap?"

"Don't worry, I've made the surface rough enough to grip us when we step on it."

"I will accept that information with a pinch of salt."

I shuffled about in the cloud until I found a spot which resembled a seat. I beckoned for her to come over, to which she did hesitantly.

"Come on, sit here while we observe the town that you almost destroyed."

Slowly but surely, she came towards me. She lay down the icy surface as her tail curled around herself. We watched the town in silence until I began to speak up.

"To think, that a town so peaceful could have so many cruel inhabitants."

"It was one of the reasons I chose to attack this excuse of a community. That, and the obnoxious elements of Harmony."

"And if it weren't for Sun butt and Moon butt.."

"I would have won." We said in unison.

Taking a deep sigh, I slumped forward from my seat. It may have been solid, but it was still a fluffy cloud, just a frozen one.

"Do you remember the battle?"

"As clear as day..."

Sharing Memories

Chapter 5: Sharing Memories Part 1

"I remember when I arrived to this town. Alone."

"No help?"

"Help? I'm an Elder Dragon! I don't need help." She said as she posed in a rather posh manner, lifting her head high and closing her eyes.

*Insert harp playing flashback here.*

I felt a sudden rush of cold air as I sat glumly around the town park. It was a normal day, really. The occasional insult or jeer was directed at me as I stared at the sky. I realized that it had turned rather...'bluer' than usual.

"Fucking weather team." I hissed through my teeth.

Not a second came by until I heard an unexpected scream. I dismissed it as another young un' looking at me. It was all to common with me, to be honest. I had learned to live as the town attraction for quite a while. But what I heard next completely snapped me out of my blank trance

"Dragon!"

Wait...did someone just say a fucking dragon? I turned my head to the source of the noise as a large, icy blue monster filled the sky. I saw it's eyes, the ruby pupils sending me in awe as I watched the winged beast almost block out the sun.

Man, that's one big dragon.

I chuckled softly at her arrogant pride. Knowing fully that what I just did could be enough to piss her off.

"You looked larger than I'd expected." I smirked at her.

"Are you insulting my figure, peasant? She faced me once more as she narrowed her icy eyes.

"Nah, you looked fine, intimidating even." I gave her a reassuring smile.

"W-well, that's what I hoped to aim for." She stuttered.

"I'm definitely sure that the army Sun butt raised were terrified." I smiled at the pleasing memory.

"Of course they would be! I could easily brush them off!" She gallantly replied.

"Damn straight."

*Insert harp playing flashback here.*

I sipped a pint of apple juice as I watched the entertainment from a large hill on Applejack's orchard. That dragon was big enough for me to see and I was close enough to the action, which was rather a few hundred feet away. Man, this was the perfect R&R that I could ever ask for.

They watched me suffer, now I get to see them get their comeuppance.

That was all I could ever ask for. That, and Applebloom giving me this drink before running back home when she saw the monster.

The glossy, sapphire dragon slowly flapped it's wings as wave after wave of pegasi with spears came in, all aiming different locations  of its body. Their efforts went in vain as the dragon strongly flapped its wings, causing a strong wave of blue, icy air to pierce into their skin, effectively locking their bones in place as they froze from the inside.

I could see the pegasi's turn shiny before their coats became tinged with cyan. Some of the color combinations looked awesome, whilst others looked horrendous.

Judging their appearance like they did with me, check.

Next, I looked at the nearby town, which glistened in the familiar blue that I had seen from the downed ponies. Small, blue cubes littered the floor of the town, which were presumably ponies. I couldn't really see their faces, but I knew for sure that they were in some, typical yet humorous pose that any scared being would do.

"Fucking idiots. Y'all deserve it." I chuckled.

Jeering them like they did to me, check.

Imitating Applejack, double check.

"I could still remember that little speech you told them." I stared dreamily at the midnight sky.

"Really?"

"Let's say it together, if you still know." I replied as I gave a snide remark.

**"Greetings. citizens of ponyville. I, the great Elder Dragon, hereby claim this land as my own. For I shall see to it that I bring Equestria to an ice age."* I spoke with great confidence. These insignificant specks could never match to my power, and I arrived to claim this place for the others, for they were too cowardly to join. It was the perfect starting ground too, as it contained the bearers of the elements of 'Harmony'. They had to be eliminated, for they could interfere with my plans.*

Once they were gone, only three alicorns would have be left until my conquest would be complete.

And here come the two of them. Oh Discord, I thank thee for this generous gift.

We both chuckled quietly as we relished in the memory of ponyville's suffering. Man, I've never felt this happy in such a long while. And it's all thanks to the monster beside me.

"I'm almost glad that you attacked my home. I guess I need some sort of relief from the treatment that they've given me." I smiled at the dumb-struck ice dragon in my eyes.

"W-well, if I had succeeded, I'd have gladly taken you under my wing, whether you were frozen by my magic or not.." She gave her own smile to me before losing it.

"However, if I hadn't been so arrogant back then, I'd have not underestimated my foes."

"Well, you tried your best." I replied with a re-assuring smile as I watched the ice sculpture stare at the town with a solemn face.

They came from everywhere. Small, but noticeable lines of battle magic were shot to every inch of my body. They stung as they collided with my scales. The two alicorns that I've come to realize as Celestia and Luna had me trapped around a sphere of pure magic. Any contact towards it singed whatever limb I that connected with it. My movements became slow and steady as the sphere slowly shrunk.

Upon realizing that magic can pass through said barrier, I expelled the blizzard within my mouth as I thrashed around with care, sending an steady beam of sub-zero magic where I faced as my wings released whatever power they could  without colliding with the ever-shrinking sphere.

But alas, my efforts fell in vain. I cried out in agony as I felt immeasurable pain from everywhere.

In my eyes I could see the darkened faces of the Alicorn sisters, my arrogance had gotten the better of me. I underestimated their prowess and planning, proving that I, was just any barbaric dragon to them.

"Your evil presence shall be feared no more, vile ice dragon."

I could barely hear their triumphant speech as my mind faded to the realm inside my mind.

"My best? I could have done so much more. My typical personality was my downfall."

"Hey, you aren't a barbaric dragon."

"Oh please, relinquish your efforts to comfort me, for I do not need it."

"I don't care what you say. I'm speaking my mind out here."

"Then I'd rather not hear it."

"Too bad, because you will."

I took a large breath as I prepared the speech that could change her view on herself or a speech that could fall on deaf ears.

"I'll say it now, right from the start, I honestly hated you. I mean, come on, my life couldn't get any worse, and yet you seemed to make it happen. You managed to make me happy for a few moments and kill it in one fell swoop."

"Though I can't say that it is all your fault, since this is also Sun butt and Moon butt's doing. You got stuffed inside me, pretty much as a first choice, from my perspective. So, in a way, we're both hated for what we are."

"I don't even know why I'm saying this. I don't even know why I'm comforting a talking sculpture of an Ice dragon that I so beautifully crafted. But, since you aren't a pony, or a mare to be specific, I have some respect for you. You tried to do what was needed for your family, but you failed. So I guess I'm allowed to pity you. So I did this, I gave you what you wanted. Freedom. I gave you a chance to be free, for a little while. And you enjoyed it. Come on, you've enjoyed this, I know you have. You know full well that you could have completely controlled me when you gave me a piece of your soul. I gave you my complete trust in exchange for the little freedom that you could get, and you didn't turn your back on me. What's more, is that you could have threatened me the moment you came alive with the body I gave you. I gave you a chance to be free again and you gladly accepted it."

The Elder Dragon stared at me, mouth agape and incredulous at my words. I locked my eyes with her as I remained a calm face.

"I don't care if you failed on your conquest and for you to be forced inside me, I'm glad for the few moments of happiness you gave me with your destruction of ponyville. I'm sure that your children and mate would be proud for your efforts."

A veil of silence fell upon us as time passed by, neither of us daring to make a single move.

"I have never created a family." She solemnly said.

I looked at her in confusion.

"Don't you have a mate? Aren't barbaric, yet formal female dragons a hit with barbaric male dragons?"

She averted her gaze from mine, looking at the town once more.

"...."

"Oh..."

"Let's just say....that I've never....felt...another dragon's warmth throughout the years in my long life."

"So, you're a virgin." I said blandly.

She stared at me once more, with an angry expression on her muzzle. Soon after, she gave a sigh.

"If that is how you put it...then yes, I am a virgin."She gave a pained face towards my eyes.

"Due to my...accursed affinity for ice, there have been many a moment when another possible mate refused to touch me. Mainly due to my touch being rather 'icy' for them and their 'friend'." She spat out the quotes in disgust.

So I remained alone, and alone I shall be for eternity. I had been dubbed the 'frigid female' for obvious reasons, but I finally accepted that love was never meant to be part of my destiny."

"And with that, I threw abandoned every aspect of my femininity, opting for a more...violent persona. Soon enough, I became the war general that I wanted to become, and a dragon to not be messed with. Though, some part of me misses the need of another's affection whenever I pass by an elated couple, no matter the species."

"You aren't the only one."

"So I'm suggesting that you, are a 'virgin' too?"

If only that were true.

"Negative."

Fuck it, she's practically opened up to me, despite her hating me a few hours ago. Not once have we actually argued. Not once have I felt anything so much as 'pure' hatred for her. If anything, she's a closer friend to me than Applebloom in these few hours than that little filly ever was, and that was saying something.

She shared her deepest, and possibly most painful memories with me, and yet here I am, taking them for granted and not giving a single ounce of my share.

She deserves it, she deserves to know.

And what better topic to start it off with? It was pretty much the perfect moment. And I doubt that I could even tell what I have said to any other pony, not even Applebloom to an extent, since she has never really accepted the true concept of love.

She gave me her undivided attention as she waited for my next answer.

"..."

"After you were sealed, I was sent to Canterlot and was watched by the Royal guard. I guess that you were still unconscious and resting during that time, am I right?"

She nodded fervently, intrigued by the words coming out from my mouth.

"May I ask your name first before I proceed?" I asked.

"Glaring Blizzard."

"No. Your real name." I glared at her. I knew that it was not her true name. It was her appointed name, at best.

If I was going to entrust this dragoness with what I'm about to say, then I'll need hers first.

Staring into the midnight sky once more, she silently whispered her name to me.

"Soft Snow."

I sighed deeply, preparing to return to my most painful memory yet.

"Soft Snow..."

"I'm going to tell you something I've never told anyone before."

Im going to tell you....

"I'm going to tell you the reason why I hate mares."

I Cried. Get Over It.

Chapter 6: Sharing Memories part 2

"You don't need to tell me this, I respect your privacy and I don't need you opening up more than you have to."

"I have to let it all out sooner or later. I can't let it eat me up inside."

Sighing, Snow moved closer to me as she sat on her tail-less haunches.

"Very well then. Proceed."

"Woah, woah, woah. You're going to do what now?" I asked at the two alicorns in front of me. Celestia moved closer to me as she donned her battle armour, though some part of me thinks that she didn't even have to wear that armour to beat that dragon.

"We are going to seal the Elder dragon inside of you, of course." She beamed a smile nonchalantly.

"And for what reason? Why can't you just do it yourselves? Wouldn't you get more powerful anyway? Putting it on me seems like the worst decision, in everypony's point of view." I snarled at the last part, making my speech clear.

"Whilst it may seem like thee perfect idea, my sister and I have doubts about that matter." Moon butt replied.

"Doubts about what? You have fucking magic! You can practically fix anything if there is a problem!" I rebutted.

Moon butt spoke once more, but was immediately cut off by Celestia's gold-clad hoof on her mouth.

"We are merely asking for you to be the vessel for this creature. After all, it is the most that you can do after us welcoming you to our lands." She said calmly.

"I don't know if you've been living in a rock or if you've had your head up your flank this entire time, or both, but these ponies have given me anything but a warm welcome." I glared at the guards who were still alive from the battle.

"Well, think of it as this: You have a powerful being inside you, whom you may be able to control over time. Does that not please you? Since you will be able to use magic, you will be able to fit into our society."

"And what if I can't control it? What if it takes over me? All I'm hearing right now is for you to use me as a guinea pig for this experiment."

I don't care if she is a 'motherly' figure to everypony.

Everyone, and I mean everyONE, be it pony or human, has their own dark side, no matter how good they are.

"It is your decision if you choose to control it or not, for you are the one who WILL carry this creature."

"You're making it sound like I have no choice in this matter."

Luna removed Celestia's bling hoof away from her mouth as she backed up her sister.

"Thou doth have a choice. Either thou must successfully control thy Elder Dragon, or thou shall lose it's life in the process." Luna's eyes bore a metaphorical hole inside me as she spoke.

I know what would happen if I couldn't control what was inside me, I'm pretty much living the life of Naruto at this point, ironically.

"And that's how I got you." I spoke whilst I absent-mindedly ruffled the tufts of icy fur on her head.

"And now for the fun part." I deadpanned at the dawning sky.

"Thou shall be serving under the Royal barracks, so that thou may train for when the time comes and for thy presence to be observed, for we are unsure if thy sealing worked effectively."

"Well, atleast I get to be a guard." I shrugged as the chariot descended down into the city in the cliffs.

Canterlot, the place where posh pricks and the like live in 'harmony'. I can only imagine what insults that they could throw at me this time. I'd better get cracking with controlling this dragon inside me, once I do that, then I can defend myself when provoked.

I guess that it's not bad being a Jinchuriki,

Even if I'm forced to be one.

A loud thud is heard outside the chariot, which was immediately followed by said chariot rocking quite a bit. I peek out my head to observe the barracks- or rather, my temporary home.

And holy shit, it looks fucking awesome.

The closest definition to it was for me to call it a miniature castle. It's walls were painted with grey, with the roofs of the watchtowers being painted yellow for obvious reasons. A large keep could be seen in the far left, where specks of gold armour can be seen flying near it. Cloudy ramparts surrounded the pseudo castle/barracks, it felt belittled compared to the overall structure of the build it tried to defend.

The small ridges that jutted out of the watch towers were completely filled to the brim with the princesses' royal guards, all posing like statues as they saluted.

"We must rest now, for we have stayed up in the day for too long." Moon butt exited the chariot, after briefly teleporting away.

...

If she can teleport, what was the fucking point for her bringing me here in this chariot?!

"This memory of yours is quite lengthy, don't you think?"

"Are you going to listen, or not?"

"I'm not losing interest, mind you. If you can pay attention to me whilst I talk, then I shall return the action for you."

Awkwardly, I sat on the floor. The cold surface was more than enough to send chills down my entire being as I meet the Brigadier who was commanding this entire army. I can already tell the attitude coming from the other Royal guards that they seem to hate my guts already.

"What is this...'thing' you brought over to me? Is this another creature for the researchers to dissect? Or perhaps a new training dummy for the recruits?" She spoke. Snickers and chuckles littered the spacious hall as I remained stoic and silent, not opting to show a single weakness for these damned horses to exploit.

The Brigadier stared at me with a stern face, her chrome eyes gleamed like polished steel and strips of her auburn hair could be seen under that ruby helmet. Her armor was more intimidating than the standard golden ones the royal guards wore, for it felt as though it was actual blood on the shiny gem-like armor, rather than it's ruby-ness truly showing.

Her light tan coat blended well with her overall being, what with it seemingly matching her armor and whatnot. Her wings even had their own dress up! Her fucking wings! Her armor even covered the bony bases of her wings, but not the actual wing itself. Two sheathed swords were placed on her sides, with each one having a differently colored hilt.

"The Lunar and Solar Diarchs supposedly 'trapped' an Elder dragon inside this meatbag." The gruff voice of the Guard who spoke was heard behind me. I could feel him poking my back rather brashly as he talked. He didn't stop too, he kept nudging me harshly with his hooves through my entire conversation in that hall.

"Do you have a name?" The Brigadier spoke

"Of course I do. It won't be worth much telling you anyway." My sights tried to find respite in the mirror-like qualities of the marble floor, though they failed in vain as she approached me.

In a flash, I see her helmet on my stomach as she lunges within a second. A brief moment of uneasiness washed over my body before my nerves began to take action and release a torrent of pain inside me, to the point where I felt like vomiting from the acid she pushed straight to my throat.

I slide across the floor, skidding with humility as the hall is surrounded with laughter. I refused to give support towards the whole 'stoic' persona, because all I wanted right now as to let out my pain through my mouth. My God that fucking hurt. I even cried a little bit at some point, but I didn't really care, I probably needed surgery to fix the ribs that she broke, so that gave me permission to whine if I wanted.

Don't even get me started on whether I was internally bleeding or not, I would probably be a blood bag with chunks of meat inside in a few hours if some pony doctor doesn't use his pony magic on me.

"When I ask a question to a degenerate like you, I expect a straightforward answer. Now let me ask you again, what is your damn name?!" Her spittle and her words reached me as I writhed in agony.

"R-raij-rai-raijin Ma'am." I stuttered. It was hard to speak when you had to tolerate the pain to actually use your muscles. That, and the fact that my throat had partly corroded from the stomach acid reaching the voicebox.

"Ma'am?, at least you have some manners." She spoke dismissively. "Take him to the hospital wing, full recovery or else."

"Yes Brigadier Scarlett."

My eyes close peacefully as the nape of my clothes gets bitten and my body dragged on the marble floor, squeaking along the way. My mind felt at peace whilst my body was shrieking for repairs. I tried to think of ways to dull the pain, but none of them really worked. Just closing my eyes and hoping that I get fixed soon was the only thing keeping me alive at this point.

You know, now that I think about it. This isn't really the way I wanted to live my life like I had expected it to be. True, I have a rampaging ice dragon inside me now, ready to become my super partner where we will wreck shit in the future, but none of that really seems plausible to me, even though most of what I said just now was all true. I expected to ostracized, that's what I already knew, but I didn't expect getting my ribs crushed and stabbing my lungs and other organs for reasons that don't even relate to the monster inside me.

All of this really sucks, you know that. But I know it'll get better soon after, I just hope it will, otherwise I'm fucked with a dragon that could freeze me inside out.

"Is it alive?"

"Of course it is, even though it's bipedal, we can still treat it the same like Mr. Will would be treated if he were hurt. Thankfully we siphoned his lungs before it filled up with blood, it's even better that the blood didn't clot quick enough, otherwise he'd be dead right now!"

Two feminine voices bounced around my ears as my consciousness comes to reality. The pain is still there, but it has dulled down enough for me to actually not cry or whimper in pain now, my ears rang a lot though for some reason.

I flickered my eyes to adjust to the blinding lights, which were actually hovering candles which were dangerously close to my face. It also felt hotter than usual, as if the candle's heat was magnified to the point that I found it hot even though it was mere centimeters from my face.

"I'm guessing that this is the infirmary, yes?" I croaked.

"Mhm." The Pony nurse nodded. A short glimpse of her told me that she had cerulean mane, a sapphire coat and emerald eyes. Bags were proudly displayed under her eyes and her her smile looked weary, as though it was just forced on and unable to take off. Her horn was short and curly, which looked like it had been blunted.

A younger pony was beside her, wearing a nurse's cap with a small, red 'L' off to the top-leftmost side.

"It's alive!" The younger pony screamed in mock terror.

I'm already starting to dislike that one.

"How long have I been out?" I said.

"Strangely, only a few hours. Most patients don't wake up from serious injuries like this for more than a day or so. You've probably got a stronger regenerative ability that us ponies do, judging from how quick you've recovered." Emerald-eyes replied." Have you been in a fight with the Royal guard? recruits often litter this place because of that. If not, you must have been punished, most likely."

"This gray-haired bitch head butted me for not saying me name."

"Gray hair?"

"Yeah, brigadier Scarlett or something." The nurse shot up, ears eerily upright.

"Y-you picked a fight with Brigadier Scarlett?" She said. "Are you asking for a death wish?"

"Ask me that when she nearly killed me, and I would have been begging to be euthanized." I said.

"Well, if you're going to be picking fights, I guess you'll be a regular over here." She replied.

"I already know I am, judging from the looks I got from the doctors here while we talked, I'm not even safe even in this infirmary."

The younger pony nurse, who was seemingly controlling the candlelight, eventually lost interest as I talked to the more mature one. She left halfway into our conversation to check up on other ponies. I could sense her sickeningly upbeat personality whilst I talked.

I got to know the name of the emerald-eyed nurse, which was Jade to be exact. She was friendly, and so was I. Jade had been working overtime to keep up her rent on the Canterlot apartments, and often had to sleep on the free beds that the patients weren't using. It's only now that I realize that ponies, like humans, actually experience things like crippling debt. Things aren't actually free and happy like I've usually expected.

If anything, this 'Equestria' is just a smaller version of Earth.

I really do pity for this pers-pony. Most likely because she was probably living worse than I was before I knew her. I took advantage of being cared for and being fed daily through the unending support of my 'friends', to the point where my manners and gratitude were lost in the dark recesses of my own mind.

Wow. Staring at the ceiling at night really does help you think.

"Y'know Jade, if I had been richer off, I'd help y-"

Oh. She's asleep on my lap.

I chuckle lightly, hoping to not wake her up. My hand instinctively goes out to pet her and close that open mouth (which is slowly drooling out saliva, mind you), but I stop. I don't want to pity her, I have my own problems.

Then suddenly her muzzle gets hit with a small liquid. My eyes go blurry. The reality of my situation sinks in. The shame and resentment hit me in all at once.

And I cry. For the second time, if I can recall.

I pick her up from the stool she sat by and position her beside my bed. She curls up into a ball, facing me with that adorable look she has when she sleeps. I'm sorry, but I need something to hold while this depression washes over me.

I'll apologize in the morning, when I'm back to my old self.

Equinophobia

Chapter 7: Equinophobia

The sound of idle chitchat and the light of dawn were the things that woke me up. Something warm and fuzzy was stuck to my chest as I slept on my side. Not long after, I sense someone, or rather somepony's air being exhaled onto my neck, I open my eyes to see Jade sleeping soundly next to me, eyebags and all.

I already knew about the eyes from the others projected right at me the moment I sat up, it just became a forced trait after a while of settling here. Some faces looked idle, while others showed a small hint of distate at the human and pony sleeping next to each other.

I really wanted to wake Jade up, but I don't want to ruin this poor pony's sleep, she's worked hard enough to slumber for a little longer if those black bags under her eyes proved anything.

I quietly shuffle myself out of the bed, giving the rest of the duvet to comfort Jade as I stumbled across the infirmary. My bed was to the side of the room, next to others while another row of beds took up the other side. There was a large walkway in the middle of the two, which was layered with red crosses.

'Oh right, where the hell am I?' I thought.

My eyes tried to seek out the trainee nurse I momentarily met last night. Finding her wouldn't be a problem, since she was the one who wore a little hat with an 'L' shaped sign like the ones I saw on trainee drivers cars back on Earth. My efforts payed off as I saw her in the far corner of the room, forcefully feeding an injured guard with a spoon.

Sorry, not 'forcefully feeding', more like 'jabbing at his mouth and bringing it back out to jab it right in again'.

I casually make my way across, making sure that my blood-stained shirt and worn trousers cause no alarms to anyone as I got there. That reminds me, I should really get new clothes sometime, though how I'm going to acquire them without the help of Rarity would be beyond me.

"Excuse me, miss?" I called to the trainee.

"Oh, greetings alien." She smiled.

"Right. Do you know what I'm supposed to do here? and where I'm going to stay? because all I know is me getting headbutted straight to the infirmary without any knowledge of what I'll do tomorrow." I crossed my arms.

"Speak to Scarly over there, she's been watching you when you went to sleep!" Her hoof pointed towards the large exit, whilst the other one jabbed the soldier's nose, sending whatever was on it straight to his lungs.

"Oh shit."

My eyes slowly turned to the nurse's hoof confirm that it was indeed the bitch who almost killed me. Dead eyes and with a stoic face, she stared at me without moving a muscle.

"Scarly's been here since you woke up, I don't know why she didn't go to sleep, though. You must be a pretty special stallion to get her attention like this!"

'Flattery? No thanks.' I thought.

I saw her eyes peer down at my bloody shirt, followed by a grumble that was inaudible from the distance between us. Slowly I walked towards her, passing the sleepy Jade who was still on my bed. My face looked looked disgruntled, but not angry. I don't want another headbutt right after I recovered from my first one.

The brigadier maintained her stance, as though she were a statue. Me on the other hand, did my best attempts to hide my shaky gait from her sight, to no avail of course. I stopped once I got close enough to her, which was about a ruler's length to be exact. The buzz of patients and doctors carried around the background as 'Scarlett' and I fought in silence. Neither party moved, since we didn't really have to.

If anything, my size was the only thing I could use to intimidate her, since she was three-quarters of my full height.

Finally, she broke the silence.

"Come."

I end one half of my retelling to Soft Snow as she stared at me, mulling over what I've said. My hand was still on top of her head, ruffling it softly as I myself looked at the approaching sunrise.

"I don't understand how you could have helped me at that moment, since you watch most of what I do anyway." I said, not facing her gaze.

"I was injured badly, so it was only logical for me to have gone to sleep to recover." She replied.

"Sleep for 3 weeks?"

"Yeah."

I hummed, accepting her statement.

"You're still crying, you know that."

"I know, it's because I'm not finished just yet."

Out to the grounds we went, leisurely and with no conversation between us during our travel. Jeers and jokes came to me as I lagged behind the brigadier's side. This time, I felt different, it's as if I'm unable to hold off any of the terrible jokes that they give me. I felt like facing my head down the floor in shame, for no apparent reason.

Maybe it's just me getting softened by Jade, or maybe it was just the humiliating display of a female beating a guy up.

I honestly prefer the former.

Using her hooves, brigadier Scarlett casually pushed the doors to the courtyard wide open in one bout. It did nothing but impress me, because those doors were probably three times as tall as me, not to mention the wood that came along with it. The harsh sunlight glared at my eyes and the unnaturally hot air tickled my own skin. It had been the first time since I've experienced weather like this before, probably due to how close this place is to the sky and to the sun.

The grounds were pretty barren in contrast to the hedge walls that surrounded it. There were ponies in brown leather armor that were fighting with dummies and some were just flying around like they were in a circuit. From what I saw, the unicorns were practicing their own magic in a separate section from the other two kinds, using books and teachers as their source of learning rather than physical training.

Brigadier Scarlett continuously pushed me to the center of the battlefield, where the golden-clad guards surrounded us.

Oh God, ARE WE GOING TO FIGHT AGAIN?

"Stalkhoof, come out" She spoke. From the ring came a smaller-than-average pony, whose size was a tad bit smaller than the beefy stallions (and mares?) and whose build almost matched mine: which was rather thin. His brown irises gleamed with fury, yet his overall appearance seemed like it would run away from the sight of this human in front of him.

"You, hooman. Fight Stalkhoof. First to bleed a mug's worth of blood on the floor loses, got it?" She said with such blandness. It's as if she has done this many times before.

"First of all, it's human, human.And second of all, I'm outmatched either way. From earth pony to pegasus to unicorn, I'm going to be the one who loses, it's just plain knowledge." I complained formally.

"Then use this..'Elder Dragon' then, that should be more than enough to entertain us." She replied.

"How the fuck am I going to do that? I can barely keep myself up from the pain you gave me yesterday." I said.

"H-hey, don't s-swear." Stalkhoof whispered discreetly.

"Shut up." I retorted as I faced the brigadier once more. "And besides, I'm in no way shape or form to even fi-"

*Crack*

Was all I heard as my face get's pulverized by the hoof of a very angry colt. The fight hadn't even officially started and I'm already down on the ground by the quick bastard. I could feel his deceivingly heavy body collide against mine as he tries to knock me down.

My arms tried to reach around his head to hopefully put him in a choke hold, but unfortunately my hands slipped and scuffled about as we hugged abrasively. His damn armor along with the sweat that piled in my palms was more than enough to make them slip at first contact. In addition, I wasn't really in the right place to put him in a choke hold either, since I was in front of him and had now way to turn him around without the fucker doing it himself.

Eventually he got the upper hand as I received a lucky hoof to the cheek, disorienting me long enough for me to get tackled to the ground.

That little fucker even managed to break my ribs once more as his hooves slammed on them, pinning me to the ground. I could feel similar sensations hit me once more as the sharp bones are stabbing every fibre of my being internally. I only hoped that my lungs protected my heart as he continuously  crashed down to me.

My left ear rang like crazy as I felt something leak out of it. My head wasn't in better shape either, since it was just facing the floor sideways, blankly staring at the ponies who laughed at it. My arms feebly push the colt away, to no avail of course, as he just flicks them away from his being and continues his merciless pummeling.

I felt like screaming, I really did. But I just couldn't find the breath to do so.

My legs twitched in tandem to the smashes and so did my coughs.

"F-fuck! Dude, stop! fucking stop!"

"Don't you DARE SWEAR WHEN THE BRIGADIER IS WATCHING."He whinnied, adding emphasis to his words as his metal hooves dig deeper to my chest.

Everything happened so quickly, it's as though it felt all too real. I thought battles were meant to be long and hard, and here I am getting beaten up by a small horse. I did nothing but force tears out as I could feel all the nerves inside my chest get slashed, ripped and overstimulated to the point where all I could do was just lay in shock.

I'm pretty sure that I had bled enough for the match to be over, but it doesn't look like that's happening until the little fucker that's on top of me has had his fun.

"Am I...doing well?....Brigadier Scarlett?" He panted between actions.

"Good enough." She sighed. "Stalkhoof, stop now. We don't want to kill him."

"Wish I did.." He muttered under his breath.

I finally feel painful relief as the attacks stopped. My face turned to the sun as it bled silently, ominously, and pitifully. I didn't even dare to breathe so much as a cup's worth of air as the excruciating pain from my lungs would just force it out immediately, rejecting it to save itself from the wall of spiky ribs that it was encased in.

There was no point in telling that my shirt was white, since it was just red all over, some darker in some areas whilst others were lighter due to it appearing there at an earlier time. Pain already became something that was associated with my blood: it was just plain everywhere, to the point where I could easily die from the shock. I already knew that I would have to be accustomed to this kind of thing whilst I'm going to stay here.

"Kill me now, please." I croaked.

No-one was laughing this time, none of them at all. I couldn't even see their faces as they presumably stared at me, shocked at such a gruesome sight or just showing a silence which pitied the human on the baked floor. None of them responded to my pleas, and since I was unable to move an inch at all, I could do nothing but wait for somepony to drag me to the pony morgue.

"Jade, take him to the medical wing. Full recovery." The muffled voice of brigadier Scarlett reaches my ringing ears.

Thanks, I don't know whether to thank you or to despise you anymore.

My last moments of sight were filled Jade's sorrowful eyes and her blurry face as she softly nuzzles my cheek, which I probably didn't feel at the time. Her horn glowed with a bright emerald, covering me and comforting the pain incarnate.

"Poor soul. I hope you get better."

Whether it was Jade or Scarlett, I didn't really give a damn. I just wanted some sleep.

Yeah, sleep would be nice. It's like dying for a while.

"The more about your past I hear, the more I begin to sympathize about your current persona." Soft Snow admitted.

"Gee, thanks." I chuckled.

"We're almost to the end aren't we?"

"How do you know?"

"I just do."

"Are you awake sleepybones?" Jade whispered to my ear.

"Go away." I muttered as I drag the short covers to my face, revealing my feet and legs for compensation. The brush of cold air was more than enough to keep me awake, but I just wanted to close my eyes for as long as I could. Just anything to make me go back to sleep again.

"You've already recovered, there's no sense into lazing around here you know, Scarly's been watching you this whole time." Jade replied as she poked my ragged trousers.

"Tell her I'm dead."

"Well, I can't."

"Why not?"

"Your chest already shows that you've recovered."

"My what now?"

I open my eyes to see the afternoon light shine behind Jade from the skylights, I perked up to her pure smile and bagged eyelids as she sat patiently beside me on a stool.

A certain draught breezed across my chest.

My eyes look down inside the covers to see that they had taken my bloody shirt off. In fact, I could already see it being used by the trainee nurse as a head band to pretends as if she were injured herself. I couldn't help but smile as she scared the pale and injured with her mock screams of pain.

Sweat and pin-like stains of blood littered my body, so I cleaned them off with my hands. I directed my attention towards Jade, who nudged her head in the direction of the brigadier, whose face was adamant as always.

"Jade."

"Yeah?"

"I'm going to be visiting this place quite a lot aren't I?"

"Unless you get better at fighting, which I hope doesn't happen, I'll be meeting you here each time you get knocked out, bleed profusely, get a disease, get maimed, almost die....etcetera etcetera." She said with a smile.

".....Thanks. Because to be honest, I'd prefer just being here getting treated or even taught by you rather than be seeing you whilst I bleed to death." I chuckled. Jade laughed awkwardly whilst dark spots momentarily appeared on her cheeks.

I got off the bed, politely wiping the sweat off my chest with the covers as I trudged towards the brigadier. I shivered quite frequently along the way too, which was probably just me and my body not coping without a shirt in prolonged periods for the first time in years. I straightened and puffed up my chest, to show whatever pride I still had after today as I met Scarlett once more.

"So, am I going to have to fight another small pony with gold-clad armour?"

"No. You've already proven that you're terrible at fighting."

"Am not....bitch."

"Well then what am I gonna do for the afternoon besides eating and sleeping?"

"...."

"Well?"

...

...

"Come with me."

Fight Me

Chapter 8: Fight Me m8 irl.

"Come with me."

Um. Alright.

Quietly, I followed with uncertainty.

Go ahead, take me to my death again. I really want it this time. But honestly, it doesn't look like we're heading towards the courtyard at all, but rather to another part of the large castle.

We quietly moved across the long hall, passing a blacksmith's shop, an armory, and even the mess hall. I was half expecting her to push me into the mess hall as I looked inside, but she just waited until I was satisfied from looking at it, keeping her face neutral as she did so.

I wanted to ask where we were going, but some part of me didn't want to know. After all, she might just be sending me to the barracks which happened to be on the other side of this fucking fortress of a castle. I'm always expecting something like this to happen at the back of my head, because I've already come to terms that things can always go the wrong way.

I can still remember the day when I first tried out PvP on Runescape....lost everything the moment I realised that I was supremely inferior to the blob of PvP'ers who created a sea of skulls and crossbones on top of their heads as they joined together...waiting for adventurous idiots to enter the zone...

I held tight to my body, covering my bare chest as I walked behind the brigadier's shadow, mind rambling with thoughts about what might happen to me. My footsteps echo louder than the other ponies in the hall, causing an unwanted attention to turn towards me. My sights caught a small glimpse of blue fur on one of the tinted windows as I walked. The sneaky fucker decided to take another peek at me once I couldn't see them again, which I only knew because of that familiar feeling you get when you are being watched. Though, that feeling might just be coming from all the other ponies around me.

We walked for a while, turning corners and going up stairs, to the point where I don't even think we're near the courtgrounds anymore. We stopped at a large, golden door which was adorned with rubies and the like. It's sheen blinded me as the sun's rays conveniently hit it, causing me to flinch for a second whilst the brigadier opens the doors.

"In." She said.

Ok.

Stepping in the room, I realise that I'm really missing out on living in this small world.

Colorful paintings covered the walls, each one with their own story. They were bordered, with the borders themselves being painted a brilliant red. The carpet I stood on felt softer than the fur on those animal jackets, which means that it was REALLY soft, not to mention the really intricate pattern on it.

A small pony mannequin was situated in the corner, alongside anything else that seemed related with the military: wands, swords, shields, you name it, it has it. It all looked rather cluttered, but I didn't really have the urge to clean them...and assort them in neat piles...and clean the dust on their surfaces with polish....not that I wanted to do that.

There was also a small table with a book and pen on it, but I didn't see much after Scarlett decided to take it away and hide it in her nightstand, which was beside the bed. On the table there were picture frames, whose pictures I really couldn't see because they were angled away from me.

Oh and her bed...that bed.

Jesus Christ that bed looked so comfortable to sleep in. It's sheets looked like silk and the pillows corresponded to the duvet's colours, which were ruby. The bed was almost three times as wide as me and as long as me, judging from my observations. There were too many pillows to count for me because they all seemed to camouflage into the bed itself.

I just stood at the entrance, gawking awkwardly at the room like a child staring at a candy store, taking my attention away from Scarlett, who was waiting for me to finish observing the room. My attention finally caught her as she undressed her armor, leaving the parts on her wings as she probably needed someone else to do it other than her. She neatly placed them beside the nightstand, angling her two sheathed swords towards her for easy access just in case any danger came afoot.

Her light tan coat gleamed of sweat as the window's rays hit it. I could see the little beads of sweat adorning her body, making it seem like she was extremely tired, but she looked like she didn't mind. Her auburn hair clung to her body like glue, stuck from the sweat as she shakes her hoof-shoes(?) off. After placing her shoes in a neat fashion, she looks at me again, flaring out her metal-clad wings.

"Fight me." She said.

My skin quickly lost it's saturation from the blood retreating from it and into my feet, which were charged with energy to run as fast as I can from this crazy bitch. My hands began to involuntarily shake just from the words she gave, and my chest began to tighten, reminding me of a harrowing experience the day before.

"Y-you're crazy...right?" I stuttered.

"I know you can fight, my guards just attacked you before you even noticed."

"I wasn't unaware about it, I was waiting for the match to start!"

"The match started the moment I gave out the requirements to lose."

"That's not fair."

"Life's not fair, now fight me."

How am I going to fight her? She's definitely too overpowered for me, as shown by her 1-hit KO moves which were demonstrated on me the day before.

"G-go easy on me...You've already seen how terrible I am."

"Now that wouldn't be fun, would it?"

I calm myself down, taking long breaths to balance out my nervous disposition. Soon the shaking stops, a cool wave washes over my body, doing the opposite of making me shiver-which was making me warm. My eyes focused onto Scarlett, looking for anything that showed weakness, but that failed terribly as I saw nothing but pure determination on her face. Her tail flicked about, ready to join the fight too.

"Alright. Here I go."

In an instant, my feet surged with power as I ran from the entrance to the end of the room, which was where Scarlett was. My fist balled themselves, ready to make contact with her cheeks. Scarlett just stood there, maintaining her position as I closed the distance, watching my every move as her wings were kept flared.

Once I was meters apart from her, I targeted the place which would cause the most harm. I've always learned that hitting the place with the most symmetry would cause the most damage to the enemy, and this would mean that I'd have to punch right under her neck (because of how tall I was), where the middle of her collarbones would be if she were human, which would hopefully disable her enough for me to get another hit in. I shouted at the top of my lungs as I lunged in for the hit, knees bending to aim low due to her small stature.

Scarlett suddenly reared up, wings flared. With a heavy stomp, her wings blew forward straight at my face, blasting air and stopping my charge completely as I was knocked back, dazed and confused.

I already knew that this would leave me open for her to attack, which was confirmed as she lunged straight at me. Due to the excruciatingly close distance we had to each other, I could only dodge by jumping to the right side, which I did barely as her front hoof connected with the tip of my left shoulder, spinning me as I flew to the right.

My sights blurred and nausea started acting up from the dizzyness, but I couldn't stop here. I could see from my peripherals that Scarlett had already turned to me, rearing back for her stomp one more.

"Fuck!" I exclaimed.

I rolled away on the soft, furry floor, hearing her stomp as though it hit just next to my ear. A breeze of wind followed after which came from her wings. I used the little time I had to compose myself as Scarlett recovered from her stomp. Fists ready, I lunged straight for the side of her body, where she could barely see me. My hit failed terribly as her left wing acted as a shield, blocking the blunt force from my fist and momentarily disarming me once more as her wing extended itself, flinging my fist away and pushing me back.

Scarlett retaliated as I composed myself, flying straight at me and pinning me down with her body. Her legs rooted themselves on my sides, allowing me an opportunity to wriggle out. That plan was shot to bits once I started to realize how easily she could catch up to me once I rolled away.

"I got you now." She panted.

My hands pushed her abdomen, feeling the soft coat and her own body as I tried to lift her off me. Again, her front legs bent them themselves, giving me the sudden realization that I was just helping her out to stomp me. That sly smirk on her muzzle said it all.

"Thanks for lifting me up."

Panicking in the last moments before I became one with the floor, I gave all of my strength to pushing her body straight off, forcing her to land on her bottom, trapping my legs in the process. I turn the tables quite literally as I became the one to hover over her, pushing her legs open and pinning them with my knees to stop her from kicking me. My hands take care of her forelegs, gripping them tightly as she struggled with great strength.

But even in this position, I struggled to keep her under my grasp as her wings hit me continuously. They blinded my sight greatly, to the point where I let in a headbutt from Scarlett straight to my forehead, which greatly debilitated me. Taking her chance whilst I recovered, she ejected my body from hers straight to the wall.

*CRACK*

My back is hit with excruciating pain, forcing me to scream out in my fazed condition. I fall straight down to the floor, my ass taking a beating as well as gravity slams it straight down. Gritting my teeth, my sights shook as I saw the brigadier sauntering over to my weakened form. I quickly noticed that the wing I hit from before began to jerk every so often, confirming that I was able to deal at least some considerable damage.

"You've done well. But I'm getting tired, and the guards need to me to finish you off." She grinned.

I saw from the windows that most of the pegasi guards and the other races who had been lifted up by them were watching our short battle. Some jeered and some cheered as they watched their brigadier go in for the killing blow.

Wings flared, forelegs reared up high, I watched Scarlett do her final move.

"Can't you fucking do anything else than stomp me?" I grunted as my fingers flexed, relaxing my hands for the last move I can make in this dire situation.

"Oh nonono, I won't stomp you. I'll use something that I learned long ago from a mare with a rainbow mane." She replied.

My eyes watched her wings becoming fully stretched. She was almost done preparing for her blow.

"Personally, I'd call this move...The Air Cannon."

I quickly positioned myself, crouching to pretend that I can't get up as my feet eases it's tensions and get ready to give whatever energy I had left to make the highest jump I could make. If this 'air cannon' was going to hit me, it'd better miss when I jump, because this is the only shot I have left.

"FINISH HIM. FINISH HIM. FINISH HIM." The muffled chants of the royal guards only fueled my determination to get this through.

With a mighty slam, Scarlett unleashed a white mass of death that would easily crush my bones to the wall from the resounding pressure. I could only observe quick enough to see that it was a projectile which was shaped like a circle, which also had a hollow center but with a wall of white...air?

With all my might, I leaped straight to the air, my left fist raring to go as I aimed straight for her head.

The grey blob of death clipped my right foot, forcing me downwards faster than I'd expected. Fortunately, I was close enough to land a hit as Scarlett was still rooted to the ground, seemingly tired from using the move.

"Alright you goddamn dragon. I know you're in here, and I know you're fucking watching. So fucking help me!"

I screamed into the dark recesses of my mind, hoping that my words got through.

"Fuck you and all these fucking horses!"

Scarlett's eyes widen as my body quietly hovers over her head. She had no way to dodge this, not ever. This had to be it.

My fist comes crashing down to her back, smack-dab in the middle of her two wings. I could even see a bright blue glow on my fist as I slammed it down as hard as I could. The resulting contact was painful enough to have broken my hands, but it must have dealt more to this bitch if the ice surrounding the area where I hit her proved anything.

It worked, it fucking worked! YES! YES! YES! GOD YES!

I could hear her scream in agony as I fell on top of her, crushing her with my weight. I tried to prop myself up with my left hand but I immediately stopped as I felt my nerves getting ripped apart from the broken bones inside it, which caused me to yelp in pain. I got up using my right hand, bending my left arm in a safe position as I stood up.

Scarlett remained on the floor, her mane covering her eyes as she panted heavily, her cheeks strangely red which was probably due to her straining them too much. I could see the ringed bruise on her back from where I hit her. It was black and purple, which didn't fit with the overall color of her coat. A mixed array of red and purple veins clustered themselves in the middle of the black ring, and the thin, spiky, wall of chipped ice that formed around it added a nice touch.

"I shouldn't have gone easy on you." Scarlett chuckled, coughing up a some blood in the process. Her body didn't move a muscle after my hit.

"I wouldn't have lived if you didn't go easy on me." I replied, shivering terribly as my broken hand grows increasingly painful now that the adrenaline has faded away from my system. "You do know that your buddies are gonna murder me, knowing that I hurt their leader...right?"

"They won't come in here unless I tell them to.....heh." She scoffs at the end of the sentence.

I wonder what that meant.

"Do you want me to take you to the infirmary with me? I'll hold you while you tell me where to go." I proposed.

As much as I hated her, I can't just leave her here. My inner gentleman wouldn't allow that.

Scarlett nodded weakly. I carefully snaked my right arm under her belly, wrapping it around herself as she held onto my shoulders with her forelegs. Her muzzle was up and close to my own, I could feel her hot and heavy breath land on my cheek as she peers at me through her mane.

"That....was a good fight...don't you think?" She asked.

"Mhm." I grunted as I slowly got up, holding her waist against mine. I slowly walked out of the room, cherishing the soft, furry floor before I meet the stone cold variant in due time. The eerie silence filled my ears as I trudged to the door.

Then I saw something from the windows, past the gleam-eyed guards who stalked my every move.

"Oh look, it's night time."

We quietly walked to the infirmary, me keeping quiet as I hold Scarlett. The halls we walked in had no lights, and were only filled with the rays of the moon. I guess the ponies here are quite eco with their energy use. Scarlett spoke only when she needed to, which was usually when we came to a turning point.

Everything seemed quite awkward on our way back, as shown by the lack of conversation between us and the weird position we were in. The pain in my left hand grew ever more painful, to the point where just shivering felt like I was being stabbed there repeatedly, so I had to calm myself as we walked. The wing that I injured on Scarlet began to annoy me too, flapping me in the back each time I took a step.

I didn't dare to look at her, this is all her fault after all. I mean, why does someone ask you to fight them in their bedroom? I really don't get that. Was it some kind of initiation that she does to everyone? If it was, does that mean that I passed? I mean...not being dead means that I've passed right?

"Take a left, and then we're there." She said.

I grunted, nodding to her instructions.

I had attracted attention the moment I left her room, which is never a good thing. Everyone looked at me as though I was the culprit to whatever happened to her, eyes gleaming and snarls hidden from the wounded brigadier. Luckily for me, Jade's infirmary was right in front of me, doors open wide to display the sounds of the wounded and sick.

Jade was sitting on my bed, yawning as if she just woke up.

Oh my God.

SHE JUST WOKE UP?

"J-Jade! I...uhh.....just look over here please." I sighed. Jade turned to see me in the entrance holding the brigadier with one arm.

"Oh, there you are! You disappeared when I woke up!" She rushed over to me, encasing Scarlett in her magic as she spoke to me

"That must have been a few minutes ago." I deadpanned.

"Hehe."

I trudged over to my bed, Jade and Scarlett following suit. She placed the brigadier beside me on my bed, whilst I tried to relax. I looked at my broken hand, which looked disfigured and lumpy. Patches of purple and red littered the bumpy landscape. Some of my fingers lay in ruin, some were forever stuck in the 'fist' position because of the fear that moving anything would cause too much pain for me, and some were just bent too far.

It really looked terrible now that I looked at it, and my body wasn't in better shape.

My chest looked seemingly fine, apart form a few bruises and such. But the damage was dealt to my back, which I couldn't see at the time. Jade later told me that it was just 'red all over', like a red skin cape. The pain wasn't much from there, since I didn't really flex almost any of the muscles on my back. I was always the kind to keep it straight and not slouch, despite the life I lived back when I was on earth.

A strong migraine was already stirring inside me head from that iron headbutt Scarlett gave me. I just hope she doesn't knock out any of my memories, because I need them to remember that I actually lived in Earth once, and not here.

"Hold still Scarly, I'll heal ya." Jade smiled at her.

"What about me?" I said.

"Later, family first." She replied.

Family first?

Wait...are you trying to say that...

no....it can't be.....no....no...NO.....NO!

Scarlett's your sister?

FUCK.

Now I get why she's been watching me when I got here.

I watch the two siblings fussing about beside me, Jade being ever kind whilst her (presumably older) sister looked away with an ashamed face. Scarlett's wing was the first priority for Jade, who tapped her horn on it whilst the magic inside it covered the injured wing. I tried to keep the pain away by thinking of unrelated things, games, or even games in rule 34. Just anything to numb the pain in my hand, since my uncle always told me that your senses will feel less pain from something if another thing is attracting your attention, much like the reason why you don't smell whoever 'dropped the bomb' in class after a while.

"Hold still Scarly."

"I'm trying." She muttered.

I peeked a look to see the black, veiny ring on Scarlett's back slowly fading away, the blackness spreading across her tan body and disappearing into the coat. The light hum of magic entered my ears as Jade continued the procedure, calmly healing her sister. After Jade was done with Scarlett, she moved on to me.

"Alright, grab my horn for a sec. The magic will reach it faster than if I just put it around your palm." Jade smiled.

"Sounds good enough for me." I said.

I suddenly felt a strong, invisible aura enter my very being. Something...dark...and angry. It felt as though someone was sending a strong wave of killing intent and they were beside me-

Oh. It's just Scarlett.

Her chrome eyes gleamed with fury, opening wide and staring into my very soul.

"Don't worry Scarly, he doesn't know about it." Jade reassured her sister.

"I hope he doesn't." Scarlett growled.

What did she mean by that?

Anyways, my lumpy hand feebly grabs hold of Jade's horn. It felt warm to the touch, despite the slashed nerves in my hand telling me otherwise. Jade starts up her magic again, sending a slight chill through my hand which spreads all across my body. I grip tighter to the sudden temperature change, feeling relieved and also cold at the same time.

"This....this feels nice." I sighed.

"D-ditto." Jade stuttered.

And there I sat, grasping a mare's horn in a platonic fashion.

Hours passed, and the injuries that Scarlett and I took had finally been healed. Jade brought me a small meal at the end of it due to the fact that I hadn't eaten in more than a day...and also because my stomach grumbled halfway through the healing session.

At that point, everything felt just peachy. I felt great, my hand felt great, my stomach felt great and best of all, I haven't suffered near death in a while.  I felt more than ready to just curl up and sleep on my bed now, since it's night time, but I still had to deal with the brigadier:

Who was not moving an inch from my home.

She sat idly, staring at me as she sat on the end of my short bed. I sat on the other side, the headboards chilling my shirt-less body. My legs were spread out as far as they were able to before they hit the ends of the bed, Scarlett sat inbetween them.

"Are you going to get out of my bed or not?" I questioned.

"Why should I get out?" She replied.

"Because this is where I sleep, not where you stare at me whilst I sleep." I said.

Scarlett stood up and walked to me, her muzzle leveling with my face as she approached slowly.

"Tell me, have you ever heard of a mare's estrous cycle?" Scarlett said. Her tone deepened a little bit at the end.

The words from her sentence seemed to hit every surrounding pony within a 20 meter radius. Stallions in particular seemed to flick their ears straight up at the mention of those very words. They looked at the source of where the words came from, to see a pony sitting on a hooman's lap.

She was actually very close for comfort, like a bit too much. She was entering my own personal space, a space that can only be used by me and only me, to violate it would be similar to just slap me. But still, she stayed there, breathing my own air and expelling hers; sending her scent to me as she smelled mine; initiating contact without permission. I really didn't like any of this at all.

"No, not really. Now get off me before I slap you." I demanded.

She stayed.

"I'm too tired to return to my bedroom." She yawned.

"Fly there." I replied.

"Did you even hear what I just said?"

"I don't care, ask one of your guards to carry you there."

"I prefer to not be touched by the opposite gender, especially those who I don't know."

"Same here, chrome eyes."

She backed up a bit, staring at me incredulously.

"What did you call me?" She said. Her tone didn't really seem that angry, nor did her facial expressions support this. She looked like she was genuinely curious as to what I just called her right now. Jade appeared in my sights, carrying another cupcake towards me as she goes down the hall.

"Chrome eyes? Did that offend you or anything?" I said.

"No. It's the first time someone has given me another...nick...name...as they would call it." She replied.

"So...it's your first nickname other than Scarly?"

She nodded.

For someone who can kill me, she really seems so primitive at times. Does she have any friends at all? probably not, since she would murder them if they so much as made a light joke about her.

"Alright, this is the last cupcake....uh-" Jade pondered.

"Raijin, isn't it?" Scarlett said.

She took the hovering cake with her hooves from Jade and presented to me. I'm surprised she knew my name after all she put me through. I took it and say thanks, politely scarfing down the sweet goodness as the two watched. The icing was sweeter than I'd ever imagined, making me want more of it like a drug. After devouring the cupcake whole, I began to prop my pillow for the night.

"Alright, that's enough. I'm going to sleep." I said as I moved Scarlett of my lap and to the side of my bed. "Sleep here if you want, just don't drool on me like Jade does."

"I don't drool!" She replied.

"Liar." I said.

I turn to my side, my back facing Scarlett and my front being placed precariously over the edge of my own bed. I managed to take up more space as Scarlett began to relinquish some of hers. Jade didn't climb back in this time, since she just woke up and was probably going to take the night shift.

"Have a good night, you two." Jade whispered as she walked away.

And there I slept for an hour or so, until a certain somepony woke me up.

There Goes My Virginity.

*poke*

"Mmmmrf. Go away."

*poke*

"..."

*poke*

"Fuck....awff.."

*poke* *poke*

"Poke me one more time.....fucking kill you.."

*silence*

"That's bet-" *poke*

I pry my eyes open, seething with quiet rage as I slowly get accustomed to the dim room. The first thing I see is the sleeping form of a pony on the bed in front of me. I wished I was in his position right now, I'm tired as fuck.

*poke*

There it is again. The round hoof touching my naked back angers me to no end. Whatever Scarlett is doing, it's infuriating me greatly.

"Fuck. Off." I hissed as I dared not to turn around to face her.

*poke*

Alright, that's enough. I angrily flip positions, making the bed squeak lightly from my heavy weight and also from my over-exaggerated actions. My face gets hit with a mass of red and a light scent of strawberries hit my nose, calming me slightly. It seems to me that Scarlett had scooted over to my side after I used my right hand to check for extra space.

This mare was mere centimeters away from me, ignoring the large, free space that I had relinquished to her right before I went to sleep. I felt her heavy breath land on my throat heavily as her chrome eyes gleam behind her frazzled mane. She was eyeing me, that was for sure.

"What?" I hissed quietly.

Slowly, she moved, shuffling on top of me as she makes me lie on my back. Her hooves lightly held her up, bringing her mane down on me and pricking my soft skin. I took this as a chance to move to the center of the bed, because why not? She didn't mind on what I did, as she just followed my body. Finally, she laid herself down on me, once more invading my personal space as her soft skin touched mine.

"Get off. Now." I sent directly to her ears as she rested her head in the crook of my neck.

"Just...leave me like this...this'll do for now." She huffed. Her legs rested themselves beside my body, restricting any sideways movement from my legs, but my arms were free to do what they want, however.

I felt a disturbingly hot area resting right under my belly button...which was coming from Scarlett's body. It was really, really hot. But she didn't seem like she was in harm or anything, she just awkwardly used me as her bed. Her mane was scattered across my shoulders, making me want to itch them from the added irritation.

Scarlett was breathing quite heavily from what I heard. The chilly air that she expelled constantly tickled my neck, which added more reasons as to why I like having my own personal space. Despite all this, she didn't seem like moving at all, even though she placed me in such a strange position.

But it's about time that I've had enough.

Forcefully, my hands grab hold of her back, to which she responds by gasping lightly. I shuffle back to the small headboard, resting my back straightly on it. Scarlett does nothing but grab on to me with her hooves on my neck, quietly making sounds all the while. I get to a position where I am able to sit upright, with a full 180 degree field of view in front of me, which was showing a field of beds and an occasional nurse that strolled along the walkway in the middle with a lamp they held with their hooves or by magic.

I see brief glances of Scarlett's tail, which flickered violently, mind you. The area that burned near my belly button now began to reach searing temperatures , now conveniently placed upon my groin.

"Alright, what's with you? I can feel you roasting me whilst you hold me in a deathgrip, it's not like you to do this." I whispered.

Scarlett pulled her head back, looking at me behind her mane. She moved her mouth near my right ear, preparing to speak.

"It's a phase for me, remember?" She replied, whilst rubbing my cheek awkwardly.

"What phase?"

"A mare's estrus cycle, of course." She did it again, rubbing my cheek as if she was trying to get something off her own. Additionally, she began to wiggle her hips(?) spreading the burning area all across my groin...great.

"So what? is this phase like a fever or what? let me make this clear: I don't want to catch pony flu." I warned her.

"If you knew more, you'd be taking advantage of this poor mare in your arms right now." She chuckled, grinding on me as she did so.

Ok. Stop that. You're getting someone excited, and right now is not the best time.

Scarlett ground herself on me in an upwards fashion, which was something that greatly irritated me right from the start, but it felt strangely pleasuring. Her wings started to flare again, much stronger than before when we fought, and they twitched too. She rested her head on my shoulders again, making sounds at the back of my ear as I sat like an idiot.

"Oh...I ponder about the fun you will have with me if I gave you the chance." Those words really didn't fit her regal tone. It was like a monarch trying to talk dirty to a commoner. Nevertheless, she carried on doing inhumane acts against my body.

To be honest, this is actually the first time anyone...or rather any girl, has actually touched me in such a way that actually got me turned on. As much as I hate it, the brain in my pants was having the time of it's life.

"What fun?" I asked.

Scarlett moved back to face me again. She flicked her auburn mane aside, showing her chrome eyes and red cheeks. Her grinding had slowed down, seemingly making it much better for me.

And then she kissed me.

....Wait...what?

HEY! THAT WAS MY FIRST KISS YOU BITCH, GODAMMIT.

YOU....FUCKING PONY........STOLE.......MY KISS...........

.....God, this feels good.

Her tongue just breached out to my own, exploring the interior of my mouth whilst having sex with my own tongue. It was like she was an expert at this, and an expert she was. My eyes just closed slowly by themselves as she took me over with just her hips and her tongue.

Scarlett voiced over how much she liked this, shown by her actually moaning in my mouth enough to make it audible to anyone within a 3-meter range. I managed to get a taste of her own saliva, which I didn't intend to do, but just did on instinct. She tasted like leaves peppered with enough sugar to kill a diabetic man. It was quite addicting actually, to the point where I was now moving the commotion to her own mouth with my tongue, subduing her's as I satisfied my growing cravings.

She even tried to push her hips deeper against mine, as if she was straddling me. I didn't mind though, it just meant that I could feel more (as she rubbed what I eventually recognized as her own private area) from her. My hands roamed her back, one grabbing various areas of her back whilst the other explored the wings. They felt extremely stiff and jerked when I tried to hold it, but I managed to get a grip on the bony base above her wings, right where the feathers face up to.

I relinquished what was my first kiss, lightly gasping for air as I glared in embarrassment. Scarlett meanwhile, smiled.

"That kind of fun." She said.

"Sorry. I don't do ponies." I muttered, losing track of my own voice as I gave her all the shades of red my embarrassment could conjure up. I felt so ashamed, but all these desires just want me to keep going, all for one goal. All the pent up sexual frustration that I seemed like I never had finally caught up with me, and it won't be an easy battle to make them let go of this perfect situation.

I had no choice but to go along with it. I had already committed. My hands were pushing her own sex to mine, with the buttoned that I wore as the only source of chastity from this succubus before I finally cross that border of no return.

My mind was in no shape of trying to leave either. Scarlett's alluring sight....her smell...her taste....and they way her hips sneakily prepared me for when the time comes...she already knew that I'd have to go along with this the moment she began to grind on me.

Everything just felt amazing, both in the right way and in the wrong.

"Just promise me this." I whispered, my eyes peering around me to seek any ponies who were still awake in the middle of the night.

"Anything, my dear." Scarlett swooned.

"My pants stay on. No questions asked."

".....Fine." She replied.

At least I know I won't be crossing that border anytime soon.

Minutes passed.

Seconds flew.

Time slows.

We spent the night passively making love in the middle of the infirmary, pausing only when we needed to and when a nurse or Jade drew near. The constant watching ended once all the nurses finally went off-shift, moving to their own separate rooms on the other end of the hall-Jade included, once she realized that three beings on a bed wouldn't fit. By that time the only ones who were awake were just me and Scarlett.

She was amazing, truly amazing, as much as I wanted to not say it.

Her pace matched to my desires, slowing down when I was nearing climax, and increasing when I had calmed down. She was able to keep me going for as long as I could, whilst she herself gave free permission to soak my (only) pants and my groin with her own fluids.

We stopped kissing halfway through, when our tongues were sore from movement, and when our own sexes ached more for each other. All I could do was to support her lustful motions..pulling her down when she had to...pushing her own vagina as close as it could to my erect member...restricting her when she sped up because she was about to come at the same time as me.

Sensations tingled my cock, so much so to the point of me dripping my own precum each time I was denied of release. I could hear Scarlett enjoying herself as she clung to my sweaty body, squeaking as quietly as she could as she roughly rode me. My only trousers were soaked and warm with bodily fluids, what a shame.

"I-I'm....I'm coming again...and I don't think I can hold it in like before..." I grunted. I could feel it coming, the rush of dopamine getting stronger and stronger, coupled with the sudden urges of my own penis. It wanted out, there's no denying it, and I'm helpless to do so. I honestly don't think I could hold it in any longer, as I was already leaking after the first and second denies.

Scarlett's forelegs dove under my chest, sliding across my sweaty body to my buttoned trousers.

She moved back, sliding away her marehood which I sorely began to miss. Her nose twitched fervently and her cheeks reddened deeply as she recklessly opened my trousers, popping the two buttons that held it in place. My cock sprang forth as Scarlett nipped away my soaked underwear, eager and red from rug burn...but in an underwear situation.

"I can feel your urges." She nuzzled it lovingly, licking the sides and the area below my crown.

"Sh-shut up and finish me off before I just spray it on your face." I stuttered.

"How close are you?" She said as she gently stroked it.

"Close enough" I squeaked.

Semen climbed my shaft, forcing themselves out against my own will. My hormones drove me over the edge, making me as high as I could be before I could climax.

Scarlett opened her mouth and slowly raised it over my trembling cock. My lust-induced sight saw nothing but a mare who wanted to drink every last drop of what I could give to her. Oh I so wanted to do it, to shove it straight inside her and give her what she wanted.

But it turns out that she has other plans.

She lunges forward, gripping my shoulders with her forelegs as she slides her own marehood to my primed cock. The base slides across her slit until she is able to make it hover above the head of my penis, in which by then I was still fazed at her movements.

In one swift movement, she slams her hips straight down, causing her to sit on my groin again, but this time she has me inside her. My cock couldn't take it the moment it glided inside her burning hot pussy, the tender flesh hugging my overstimulated penis was too much for it, it just felt too amazing.

"Gah!" I gasped, shoving my mouth straight to Scarlett's neck as I gripped her tightly throughout my first, real orgasm.

I shook uncontrollably, making moans that I would never have said before when I lived here. A lengthy amount of semen exited my penis, joyed to be inside another woma-mare's womb. I could feel how long my first pump was, which was a little over a whole second. My cock wasn't giving any room to squirm about, as Scarlett's own muscles gripped it tightly and squeezed it as I came, as though it was milking it for all it's worth.

"Seed me, you stallion." She moaned quietly into my ears.

The second spurt came, and it was a tad shorter than the first, but still lengthy nonetheless. I felt the hot liquid leave me, driving me to a euphoric state as my cock was stimulated beyond pleasure. Had I not been in a lust-addled state, I wouldn't  have been trying to give her as much of my load as I could; I wouldn't have been moaning internally and externally; I wouldn't have been giving quick thrusts to extend my pleasure; I wouldn't have been saying such lustful words to Scarlett's ear as she shook violently under my cock.

There came the third pump, in which I was just dragging Scarlett's body down so that her lovely marehood encompassed my spurting member. I felt the excess semen fill whatever spaces they could find around my penis, wherein if they couldn't find any, they would just simply leak out of Scarlett.

"So much.....so much! I've never had a stallion who gave me this much!" She praised my sexual talents, which was absolutely non-existent, as I have had no sex at all prior to this.

The only reason I had so much load was because I hadn't....well....did it in a while.

Blame equestria for not having an internet, nor any playcolt magazines.

"God damn you Scarlett." I hissed. "I said pants only." My words felt contradictory to what I was doing as I said them, because I said all this whilst I willingly came in copious amounts inside her, which I greatly...sexually enjoyed.

God damn you, Scarlett.

My orgasm bubbled down, my high bringing me back to the infirmary. Guilt and shame immediately took over me, slapping me constantly in the face as I realize what I've done.

Scarlett seemed calmer than me as she rested her head on my shoulder, wiggling her hips.

"You're amazing for breeding, you know that." She whispered in my ear.

"Shut up." I blushed.

Why did I do this! Why! Dammit why!

We could have woken somepony up! Or maybe somepony say us! even worse,  a perfectly healthy and sturdy guard JUST SAW AN ALIEN HAVING SEX WITH THEIR BRIGADIER!. My palms started sweating, anxiety flooded over me and a rush of endorphins replaced the dopamine.

I'm in deep shit if we get found out.

My eyes frantically search for ponies that were awake or staring at our recent event. It was hard finding those that were awake in almost complete darkness (save for the large, tinted windows on the wall) due to the infirmary being placed away from the moon's rays. Each bed looked the same: just a lump of covers which contained an injured guard, so trying to find one that was actually staring at us was difficult, as I didn't know whether those lumps were facing us or not.

"Do you even know how we're going to get out of this without other seeing us?" I hissed quietly.

"I have my own shower in my bedroom." Scarlett mumbled

"Why couldn't we have done that there?!"

"The guards were still watching from our fight"

"So? they would have left eventually."

"....Good point."

I grumble at her logic. But then again, we were taking casualties after our battle ended, so that was one other thing that could have prevented us from doing it right away. But even then, she could have led me to her room after we were healed!

This was stupid, having sex with her was stupid. I know that someone out there would be begging to be in my position, but frankly I prefer having sex where no-one could possibly watch us.

"Do you even know how we are going to get cleaned up in the morning? I'm pretty sure ponies can smell semen from a mile away." I mumbled.

"I'll wake you up early." She said.

'By early, you mean in the next 2 hours right?' I thought.

"Fine." I grumbled.

And as I expected, she woke me up an hour later.

We waddled away to her room at the slightest hint of dawn, Scarlett still straddling me whilst I ran like a madman with his underwear showing. She was right about the showers though, so that eased some tension off me. I used every single product I could find in her shower, from daffodil soap to liquid magic shampoo.

All I wanted was a nice, clean rinse from all the shame and buildup of stench that grew on me on my stay here. I also realized that if I were to shower again, Scarlett's place would be the way to go, which made me even more depressed as I knew that I'd be doing hard labour...or 'training' as princess moonbutt says, which would force me to use her shower.

The following days weren't that troublesome, if anything, it was even better than before. I didn't leave her room for two days, not because I wanted to stay, but because I couldn't leave.

Scarlett further explained this 'estrus' matter, and it turns out that it was just something mares go through, like a period, but much more dangerous and could leave you pregnant. She also added how it changes their behavior, which made me ponder for a while as she explained more.

She apologized about earlier, which was fine by me.

But then she told me how long it lasted, and that's why I'm spending a week in her room. But to be honest, it wasn't the worst thing in the world. She even taught me on how to fight properly, without just using my fists. The first few days we had together were in the weekend, which was supposedly when she took her work off. We spent quite a lot of time together, closed off from the world.

She fed me with whatever I found as delicious, she kept me company and most of all: she didn't kill me in my sleep, which was what I was half-expecting from her sudden change of behavior.

Today was Sunday, and I was just rolling around the bed with Scarlett. It was one of the quiet days when she didn't feel like riding me for five hours straight.

"How are you finding these past two days so far?" She asked me as she rested on my body. Her head was laying on my chest, her mane being deposited on one side.

"So far...so good." I mumbled. It felt strange hearing her speak like this, speaking in such a relaxed tone compared to the steel voice I heard when I first met her. Nevertheless, it felt comforting.

"Good?"

"What else am I supposed to say? E-everything just happened so fast." I stuttered.

"A lot of stallions would murder their own kind to be in this position." She said.

"I know, I know."

I brought her closer to me as I shuffled to the headboards of the bed. She sat comfortably on my lap, nuzzling me softly as I did so. Somehow, I felt a strange sensation in my chest, as if my heart felt like exploding. My face reddened, my palms went sweaty and my grip on her seemed to tighten.

I-I don't know how to feel about this mare. I genuinely don't know what to do.

"Honestly, I feel....like you're not really with me for anything else other than as means for this...this 'estrus cycle'." I cast my eyes away and look at the ruby curtains. "Say what you want, but you can't deny the fact that you've been keeping me here for a while."

She looks at me, eyes widened. I frown at her surprised face.

"I don't even see the guards anymore, even though they would kill me once they saw me." I mumbled.

Scarlett moves her hoof onto my chin and raises it to her face. She kisses me softly, mouth closed and tongue in it's place. My eyes catch sight of her ears folding down and her wings folding around my body.

"Sorry." She whispered.

There it is again. She apologized.

I hold her close again, pressing her body on my own, cherishing the body heat we gave off. I close my eyes as she nuzzles me once more, reassuring me and my feelings.

"Can you at least take me outside? to Canterlot maybe? I haven't seen it ever since I got here." I proposed.

"...Alright." She replied.

And that was all that we said as we slept until the afternoon.

Finally it was going to be my first day outside the dreary castle. After that talk with Scarlett, my hopes went a bit higher than normal. My feelings for her....well, I don't know about that, but at least she's taking me out properly, a 'date' if you will. If anything, she's slowly growing my trust, despite what I felt about her when I first arrived here.

I visited Jade in the infirmary, she was tending to a guard that had an arrow stuck on his leg. The trainee nurse was beside her, talking about gossip and such like a normal teenager. I suddenly notice a stray blue mane sticking out in her pink bun that her trainee cap sat on.

"Hey, pink-hair." I called out. She turned immediately to my words.

"Oh, hello hooman."

"You've got a blue strand of hair sticking out." I point my finger towards the stray mane. Her irises shrunk to the size of a pin as she backed away from me. "Do ponies get blue hair when they age?"

"Age? AGE?! I DO NOT AGE! GET AWAY." Her eye twitches strangely as she glares at me. The trainee nurse gallops away, ditching Jade and her patient.

"Well, goodbye..uh.."

"Luminescense, or Lumia for short." Jade answered. "She transferred here when you arrived, roughly at the same time too, from what I saw."

"Oh..ok."

Strange.

"But nevermind about that! tell me about your day out with Scarly!" Jade jumped in joy. She grinned like a fool a me, showing her pearly whites. She still had those eyebags though, which made me smile.

"We're just going out to Canterlot, nothing much. Even I don't know about what we'll do once we're there." I shrugged. "I can only predict that she'll take me to some restaurant and then we'll eat whatever green shit they have there."

"Language." Jade said sternly.

"Yes ma'am." I snickered, right after she did too.

"Oh, right. What am I going to wear for the day? I'd feel rather chilly without any clothes on." I pointed towards my barenaked chest.

"Well I don't know, I've gotten used to it really. I could fetch some armor in the lost and found if you really need it."

"I don't really think they will fit me. I'm like, twice your size."

"Oh. Right." She placed her hoof under her chin.

I stood next to Jade, pondering on the clothing that I would wear today when just at the right time Scarlett arrives with news that I would greatly appreciate.

Alongside her was Stalkhoof, who was carrying something on his back. It was armor, but unlike his own, but it's shape looked different and it looked far larger than what his body could accommodate. His face remained stoic, with subtle hints of venom seeping out when Scarlett's attention was diverted from him.

"Stalkhoof, hand him his armor."  Scarlett commanded her subordinate, pointing at me as she did so. He leisurely clopped to where I was, which was next to Jade, before showing me his side. He motioned for me to get the item off my back, which I did. My hands dropped at the sudden weight that was placed upon my hands.

I didn't know it was this heavy! Is this what I'm going to wear for the entire day?

It looked exactly like the ones that the others wear, except that it was a lighter shade of the ruby armor that Scarlett wore. It wasn't the kind of armor that I saw back in Earth, it looked nothing like the greek or roman armor that my people wore. It seemed more centered on what the royal guards here wore, to the point where if I turned it sideways, it would look like a tall tidal wave with a sharp point.

There were patterned engravings on the chest, along with a small ruby in the shape of a star which was what all the other had, except theirs were blue. There was no back piece at all, the armor only had the chest, the shoulders and two robust leather straps that ran down those pointy bits which I presumed to be the way I keep the armor on me when I walk around.

It shone brightly as light came across it. It's as if someone decided to polish it until any source of light made it shine, which was totally the case when I looked at it.

"Is this the thing that I'm going to wear when we leave?" I said, holding up the armor to my chest. "How did you even find out my measurements?"

"Stalkhoof gathered it when he fought you." Scarlett said.

"And won." He added.

I glared daggers at him, but thanked him too, since he made it so that I wouldn't be walking the streets half naked. All that was left was to cover my back with something whilst I wear this thing.

"Is there anything you can do to to help me with the back?" I asked.

"Oh, there is." Scarlett picked up something that rested on her own back, which looked like a cream-colored rag...or rather, shirt. There were two holes on its side, so I guess I could call it that."Take it and wear it alongside the armor, it's the best we can do at such short notice." She said.

Short notice? You can make fucking armor in a few hours but you can't weave a simple shirt for me to wear? I guess it's the best they can do, since there are probably ore blacksmiths in this castle than there are clothes designers, and the only one who could make my stuff was Rarity,  who was neither here, nor in Canterlot right now.

Scarlett nipped the rag in her mouth and presented it to me. I took it gently and immediately put it on, internally squealing at the touch of cloth on my skin. It felt nice to wear clothes again.

I stared at the armor, wondering on ways to wear it. Of course, I could just wear it simply on the chest, but there are other ways I could wear it.

And then my mind created a scenario in my brain.

A cape...a cape would work.