The Burned Man Servitors

by BronyofMeddlers

Rating: teen
Tags: Human, Anthro, Slice of Life, Alternate Universe
Length: 2839

We have been getting request all over since we introduce our newest product, however we recently gotten a request from a unique individual...

{One-shot.}

This has been inspired by the Vogon universe and is not canon.

MLP belongs to Hasbro

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-01-25 00:24:31 UTC

Only chapter

The website activated as there was a rather large screen. A stallion raised a brow as he moved to it, his body was covered in a rather business like suit, his fur color was of dark brown with white spots on his muzzle. His silver mane was tied together in a small pony tail, and his hooves moved before the screen. Usually people just started up their Virtual interface and be 'here' in 'person'. I'm assuming whoever is on the other side of the screen rather not be known.

He was wondering who would do this sort of process, after all this wasn't the 21st century, yet he didn't ask to many questions. He was part of the Corporation after all, the client needs are first before the employees own. When the screen went on, there was nothing on at first. Then a image of a cloaked being appeared, covering the face, and the voice was in a voice disguiser as the being spoke. "Greetings," said the being in a male type tone.

The male stallion nod his head. "Greetings, welcome to the Vogon website, are you here to make a purchase?" The being replied.

"In a manner of speaking. I heard your corporation makes unique beings than the 'cast'." The stallion nodded his head once more as he moved to the design process, showing blank like beings of the anthro ponies as he said.

"Indeed, however it's a bit more expensive than getting the actual cast of ponies. Not to mention difficult to satisfied the need of the clients when they asked, considering of all the work that need to be done." the stallion soon asked. "Do you request to make a purchase of specialized ponies? If so what will," the stallion was interrupted as he saw a rather large list before him.

His eyes widen in shock of the amount of...details there were within the list, all four of them. "F-Four? You want four of them?" he asked in shocked, getting one was hard enough, but four? The being replied.

"Indeed. We wish to gain four unique beings. A male changeling, a female changeling, a female thestral, and a female crystal pony. The last will be classified as Earth type. The list before you are each of what we request they all should have. Skills, attributes, personalities, and ability. All age setting are to be noted that they should have the physics of a young adult of 20 in human terms. Young enough to move, yet will have the mindset of a bit older being. Do we have an accordance?"

The stallion gulped and soon spoke. "Sir...I must question of what you wish, after all this must cost so," he was interrupted again as he saw a rather large amount of money popped before him. He choked of the price. F-Fifty million! he slowly looked up to the being as the being spoke.

"The sum of the money does not concern us, but rather the quality of what we request, we request all details will be met through and the designs of these four shall have no flaws. We are not questioning the ability of your group to give out what the client desire. We are questioning of you have the ability to make sure what we ask go through smoothly and without any mistakes. Do you understand?"

The stallion nodded.

"O-Of course! Where do you want us to send these four?"

There was another screen before him, with a show of location. He read over the location and looked up the the mysterious being as he spoke out. "This place? But it seemed so far off in the woods, especially away from other people or towns...May I ask why this location?" he honestly didn't expect an answer, however the being replied.

"What we request is not for us...but for someone else. That is all we're going to say."

Before the stallion could asked what, he decided to keep quiet. If the person wanted to be anon's, then that's their choice. However as he upload the information, he soon asked. "What kind of clothing's do you request? After all there wasn't any list of clothing on the request list." There was a small chuckled on the other line as a new list appeared.

"There, their main clothing's should be those of servants, however that doesn't mean we should give them one type of cloth. In fact," there was another list before the stallion. "That should be enough." The worker look over and glance at the sum price and gave a nod.

"We shall have these four ready, dropped off, and to the location in a month time." The stallion didn't knew it, but he could somehow sense the other person on the line grinning.

"Excellent."

The forest song of the night filled the air, the large trees of pines moved in a gentle beat. The orchestra of nature surround everything as the moon showed her beauty, showing full as a lone cabin stood around long grass. A single path of light dirt came from the cabin door, it snakes down to a road that not many use these days. Including a metal lamp post to any that comes near the cabin. The cabin itself stood in the height of a duplex, two windows on each side were on each cabin wall, with both a attic and a basement. Yet the inside held a far different look when one comes in.

The entrance was filled of a shoe box, wooden strips flooring, and walls covering of cement. If one enter in, there were three ways, the left held the living room, the right had the dinning room, and the center held a stairway. The dinning room connected to the kitchen, the living room connected to both a bathroom and a small storage area that leads to the basement. The stairway connected to the master bedroom, the two guest rooms, and a bathroom.

The entire household was cover by timber wood, concrete cement, and titanium to the point of that even the bolts are made out of the stuff it. However up in the master bedroom, with a king side bed, with metal poles and black drapes down on all sides. The bed sheets and blankets were covered with red coverings, the was nobody sleeping in it.

A light was on as a lamp was on a desk near wall in the master bedroom. A computer was on as bandaged fingers typed on the keyboard, on the screen was sets of codes and algorithms. The one eye was looking as it's right counterpart was aching of phantom pain, a sigh escape from the man as he ended the code making. He moved back on his swivel seat as he took a wooden dark brown cane as he got up.

As he saved and closed down his old computer of a relic, he moved with a steady pace, heading to the bathroom connected to the master bedroom as the lights went on. He looked in the large mirror over the sink as he saw his reflection, a bandaged up man, more than a mummy ever could get wrapped. One left eye of brown looking at himself, his mouth had opening as a frown was seen, his body was covered he wore a set of Japanese clothing's of a male kimono.

Although they were of older times, back in the feudal era as they were all blue, his eye glared at at his form as he thought out. Pitiful. That's what you become. sneer the 24 year old. His body moved away as he turned off the light as he moved in his empty home. He prefers the isolation, prefer the sounds of nature and away from civilization. Although it's difficult to get energy, it wasn't impossible as he had plenty of solar, lunar, and other sources of energy to tap in.

Including food runs to get extra supplies, yet the home was rather on the dusty side as he was neglected on that area of keeping his home clean. He grabbed a bookshelf as he moved near a lamp to turned it on, and settle down in his plush chair. His eye look to the desk, the bed a few feet away from it, the bathroom across from it. Then to the large cabinet of clothes with a large closet, the entire bookshelf which calmed the wall, and the blue carpet under neath his bandaged feet.

This was his sanctuary, his place of safety from everything and everyone. He prefers loneliness than ridicule and pity. However as he was about to open and continued on his book...he heard something faint, but it was familiar. A car? he got up as he place the book down on the small desk near him with the lamp. And moved, he exited out of his room, coming down the stairs as he grabbed the small handle shotgun as he lean the window and saw...a truck.

A truck....why will there be anyone with a truck in these parts? Even so late? It's not a food run...and I made sure my location is secret, so who or what-, he stop his thinking as he saw the logo on the truck. Vogon...I made no orders for anything. So who the hell-, he saw two people coming out, unloading...

So that's how they do it. Unload them, wait there's four, why are there four? they didn't seem to come up the door, in fact they were just...left there as the people came inside the truck after unloading them and left. He couldn't see what they look like with all the night covering everything. Have to take the chance. he thought as he began unlocking the doors locks, which were at least five different kinds. He pace his moving as he wore on the sandals near the door and made his trek.

As he moved down the path, he was getting closer to the four beings, however as he was before them, his eyes widen of...their outlooks as the lamppost went on. The first was a male, a changeling to be exact. He wore a fine and custom design suit of a butler, everything spoke fancy of him as he just stood there, with his frill on the back of his head, his sharp fangs of two inches, and his wings down to his waist.

His eye look to right monocle eye on the male changeling, those blue filled eyes were looking straight, yet that monocle was making him doubt if that was even needed of the amount of fancy on him. His eye look to the same species of the butler, but was a female, smaller fangs of a inch, wings down to the lower back, and silver like mane as she wore a long maid outfit. His eye couldn't see anything else as far as he could see, but he look to the last two as he noticed something more. One was a crystal pony, and the other a thestral. Both females with maid outfits.

The crystal pony had the sparkling like body, although the fur was light blue, her wavy mane of cerulean was down to her neck. Her blue eyes were looking straight ahead as he noticed she was an earth type, or so he guess. He look tot he thestral, her coat was black, her red eyes were looking straight as there was a small smirk on her expression. Her fangs were of five centimeters, her white mane went down in longer as it went down to the shoulders.

Her black wings were a bit larger, in fact they reach from the top of her head size, down to her waist. Nothing from what he heard and noticed from the advertisements. Yet the moment they all looked to him, they blinked at one. It was a bit creepy that they stood there, yet the moment they saw him, they reacted with neutral expressions. He looked to them as he turned to the male changeling as the butler spoke with a British accent.

"Good evening sir, we have been waiting for you." he gave a small bow as he went back up as he went on. "I am the Head Servant, Charles is the name that was given to me. I am your butler to call upon sir." he motioned his hand to bandage man. "Now sir, please head back inside, we shall make more introductions when it's more warmer." The man was suspicious...but knew there was logic in the changeling words. As he moved back to the cabin, he could feel that they were watching his exact moves.

Almost like predator to prey. His body shake as he recalled the Incident but push it down as he enter inside. As he place his sandals by the door and weapon in its hiding place, the female changeling spoke in a french accent. "My word! It's so messy!" as they walked in, they could tell it was messy on sight, or rather mostly dusty. "This wouldn't do at all!" As she moves by him he moved aside fast as to not get near her.

If the others gain any surprise by this, they were good at hiding it. The man breathed deeply as he calmed his heart-rate, he moved to the living room as he sat down in the couch. Surrounding him was wood, furniture, and a small  plasma T.V. he rarely use. He look to the male changeling as he stood, and the other two stood as well as the butler spoke. "Will one of you please get the tea ready? I doubt the gentlemen sitting down wish to have a conversation without something to drink."

The crystal mare nods her head as she moved by the leather couches and headed into the kitchen, the thestral remained as the sounds of cleaning were in the dining room. The man looked the two as he placed his cane before him as he soon asked. "Why are you here? I made no orders, no purchase, and certainly didn't contact Vogon."

Charles nodded in confirmation. "That is true. However there has been an order and purchase of us. We don't know ourselves, however we were consider a 'gift'. When we saw you, we assumed it was you sir." The man merely thought this over on who ever it was that gave him these....servants? He shake his head at that as he look to Charles and spoke.

"I know you're name...who are the others?"

The thestral snorted as she spoke in a Russian accent. "It would be consider rude if you actually asked us you little-," she was interrupted as  the crystal mare enter in, carrying a tray of a tea pot and a few cups.

"Now, now," spoke the mare in Scottish accent as she place the tray down. She smiled to the man with a bow and look to the thestral with a scolding tone. "You must remember, he is a bit...unique Rieke." The thestral rolled her eyes as the mare went on and bowed to the man. "Greetings sir, I am Scave," and motioned her hand to the cleaning changeling. "And the one cleaning is Violet." she bowed once more and moved to pour tea for the man.

The bandage man gave a small flinch, and moved back from the mare. Yet she held a calm and patient look as she pour the tea in the cup and place the pot down. She moves back to give him space as he slowly sip his tea.

Charles spoke to the man. "We are your servants, created to aid and protect you from any harm sir." he motioned his hand to the other two by him. "We were created and taught with many, many skills to be of use. We only know our names, our set of skills, and our position to you, we desire nothing else more than to serve you sir."

Even though the man was looking with suspicion to them, he took a sip of the tea as he asked. "You desire to serve me, even though you were created that way and without a will of your own."

"Wrong, we do have a will, we just work within our desire." corrected Rieke. "You see, just because we serve you, work for you, and are loyal to you, doesn't mean we like you a bit." There was a clearing of Scave throat as Rieke rolled her eyes and corrected herself. "Okay, I don't like you a bit. Sure we were made to be for you, but that doesn't mean we wanna be by your side 24/7."

"My dear Rieke, oh how wrong you are!" told Violet as she moved out of the kitchen and into the stairways, dusting away. "We

Scave gave a small laugh as Rieke merely grumbled and look away.

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