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The sun hardly broke through the dense, white fog. It condensed along the metal rails, droplets hungry to reflect light in an effort to show off their beauty: each one like a diamond. The fog also moistened the ground beneath and around the tracks, causing the footfalls of the strange, demented creature to tail deep footprints in the mud. As she walked, she muttered to herself silly things, occasionally having conversations with herself. She spoke of pride, she spoke of over , and she spoke of reclusion. She spoke of arrogance, of selfishness, and she spoke of aggression. She spoke of many more things as well, but these are the ones of which she spoke the most.
Meet LeVanna. LeVanna is, or was, once a human. Now, she is a slave. Slave to herself, a slave to the world around her, and a slave to Insanity. She likes to trick herself into thinking she is in control, that she is the predator and others are her prey, but this is not so. It will all become clear, in the end. And if any who listen to this do not understand her reason for existence, they can rest assured knowing that it will be explained so that they too may be enlightened. And now, it is time for the first step.
"The biggest threat to me is myself." LeVanna muttered to herself, her voice raspy in the fog. "My behavior needs to be... modified. I must learn to seduce their minds..." A ways behind her, a small creature followed. It is not of any consequence, I'm sure. Though, it is odd that it was mentioned. LeVanna's instincts seemed to be heightened, but the fog and her own mutterings masked the innocent's presence from detection. "I must become their friend! I must worm my way into their minds... I must provide them guidance, and destroy their very way of thinking beyond recognition!" Le`Vanna cackled to herself hoarsely, before breaking out into tears. She lay there on her side for a good ten minutes. When she was done, her entire mind wiped itself clean of that entire event for safety purposes. Like a dazed puppy, she stretched herself out before standing back up on her two legs.
"So as I was saying I... uhh... What am I even going to do to them? Right! I need to drive them all insane! But I can't just go in there, whack their heads with hammers till they get brain damage. No... Insanity is something special, it's more than just decay of the brain, it's something that stems from early childhood, or from the most tragic of..." Then she had an inspirational thought.
"Tragic?... Why does insanity always have to be tragic? I mean sure, I like the misery of others as much as the next girl, but I'm not here to torture these people... Insanity isn't an affliction! It's a trait! It's a way of thinking... I'm not a tormentor, I'm a reformer and an instructor. I must make the many men and women of... I mean, the many stallions and mares of Baltimare see how lovely it is to be insane! I will make them all shades of crazy... But I can't plan this all ahead. No no no... I must seize the opportunity, Culpa Diem! Wait, is that it? I took Latin, I should know this... Hmm... Oh well, I don't know. Seize the day! Yeah... That's a good phrase. I'll remember that."
It was a long time before Le`Vanna ever actually set foot in Baltimare herself. She was too paranoid. She waited until she had a suitable number of allies there before setting foot on it's cobblestone streets.
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Enslaved to the Beast (Part 1)
In Baltimare, there lived a young unicorn colt named Yarn Spinner. He came from a family of cloth makers. Not exactly well off, but they get by. With little money to buy toys or books even, his mind and body were left to wander about the city along with his sister, Kinos. His family was on the south west side of Baltimare, down by a river. Often he would follow it upstream, occasionally with friends, to the forest. Up there he would run around and let his imagination wander. With friends, they would go on excursions to places long abandoned. This was one day where he went in alone, feeling a little reflective. He wondered on the way his friends saw him. They were all rather poor, but they were a bit better off than his family. They even had some toys they could play with.
The air was cool and bit at his nose, it caressed his entire body and numbed him to the feeling of the mushy earth beneath him. His horn tingled with an odd feeling as he trudged his way through the forest. He went undisturbed for quite some time before he heard a wheezing, crying sound. It wasn't too far away. His first instinct was to run away. After all, it was a new sound in a forest that wasn't supposed to have many animals. Being unexpected as it was, he lost his composure and ran away, frightened like the prey animal that he was at that time. It wouldn't be too relatively long before he found himself relishing such sounds of crying. He stopped and collected himself, then thought back on the sound. It sounded as if someone was in pain and needed help. How could he just let a creature suffer alone in a forest? Rebuking himself inwardly, he steeled himself and marched into the forest to assist whatever creature was in need of aid. Then he thought to himself.Maybe I should get an adult pony to help? They would know what to do... As he doubted himself, he came across this scene.
A massive, dark skinned creature was tied by it's stomach to a tree. Had the child inspected the rope closer, he would have seen that the rope was tied quite loosely and sloppily. So much so in fact that if the creature wanted to, it could release itself. Unfortunately for him, he had not found any of this information out, and so he never became aware of just what kind of trap he was falling into. This creature had tied itself to the tree, and had pulled the rope around so that the part where two ends of the rope met and were tied in a knot was on the opposite side of the tree from her, making it seem as though she was forced into this imprisonment. In the process, she had unwisely loosened the rope and made it so that she had to lean forward to make the rope seem tight.
"Hello?" The child called out to the creature before thinking.
LeVanna sighed inwardly in relief. Finally, the child had fallen into her trap. She had watched him and his friends from afar for quite some time. She considered kidnapping one of the ponies while they were out here, but she realized that might make the others grow fearful of the forest and decide to stay away. That was not something LeVanna wanted. She knew the better way to take them all. She would become their friend. Worm her way into their minds and make them hers. This was the first step, she needed a foothold in their world. It couldn't just be anyone though. It had to be one who she could talk to alone, a pony who she could corrupt without the other children realizing. This one was perfect for the role. She would set herself up as an elder: wise, respectable and understanding. She would make them admire her. She forced a raspy voice out.
"Can... you... help me?"
The child stood there petrified for a moment, then moved his shaking self more near her.
"Who are you?" As he made his way over to the seemingly helpless creature, he took in her horrifying features. He looked over her from bottom to top. Her two long legs ended with strange, board shaped paws. They each had five protrusions, which all looked slightly mangled and twisted. Her legs were long, but equal in length to her torso. Oh her torso... She looked quite starved, her grey, rough skin clung tightly to her ribs which pressed in and out deeply with each breath. Her breasts looked much larger than those of a pony, but they seemed to be scratched up, like something was clawing at them earlier. Her arms were quite long. They were tied up against her waist and reached down to her knee caps. Then ended with hands like those on a monkey, except that the final knuckle of each finger seemed to be replaced with very small claws. Her face was wrought tight like a skeleton: her malnutrition was evident.
"I am a teacher. I taught the children back and my village... before I was brought here by villains who wanted to destroy the village."
"But... Why wouldn't they just kill you?" He asked, unsure if he should untie her. The more he thought about her features, the more he worried that she might hurt him. After all, she looked very starving, and she gazed upon him with a strange lust.
"Because I fought to protect the children. Those evil creatures, they felt I deserved to suffer for daring to stand against them. As a punishment, they left me here to starve. I've been here for weeks, I feel I can hardly stand. If I stop standing though, the rope will cut into my skin. It hurts, will you please help me?" The child, hearing her story, was filled with sympathy for what he believed was a poor, suffering, old lady. He went up behind the tree and pulled the rope down to her feet. Le`Vanna, being the deceptive thing that she was, intentionally fell to her knees feigning weakness. The child rushed to her side so that he might help her.
"Are you okay?" Le`Vanna reached up and pressed her hand firmly against his back, eliciting a startled jump from him. but then she looked up at him and he really looked at her face. Her eye sockets were deep and dark, her odd whitish hair partially draped over one of her eyes which were both like blue jewels in the middle of her harsh, craggy surface of a face. They were oddly lulling and hypnotizing. He felt oddly self aware for a moment, like he could feel his entire self. It was an odd experience, and only lasted for the duration of the eye contact.
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Enslaved to the Beast (Part 2)
LeVanna chuckled inwardly. She could feel that she had succeeded. There's something about making eye contact, looking a person deeply into the eyes for only a few moments that does something to the mind. She never really studied it, but she had heard a lot about it. Atwente and a few others understood psychology much better than LeVanna, who took more pleasure in physical pleasures than the satisfaction or torment of the mind. Anyway, what Le`Vanna knew was that she had made some kind of impression on this child. No matter what, he would remember her. That gave her some kind of power over him. She could nurture it later.
"Yes, I'm okay. I'm just so hungry and tired. I'll be okay, now that you helped me. What's your name?"
"Maybe I should get a grown up?" He said, taking a single step back. It wasn't a threat to do it, but rather it was a legit question. Le`Vanna, gripped by a moment of panic and lacking a quick sense of self control, shouted abruptly for a moment.
"No!" Immediately, she recollected herself. "No- I mean there's really no need. I don't plan on leaving the forest, so there's no need to bring any other ponies here. My name's Le`Vanna, it was very nice to meet you and... Thank you for saving me."
"But wait, where are you going to live?"
"The forest will keep me safe and healthy. You don't need to worry about me." Le`Vanna wanted dearly to avoid the topic of her being a meat eater for a while. At least until she had a good grip hold on him and his friends.
"Oh, okay then... My name is Yarn Spinner by the way. I come here a lot of times, with friends usually."
The child sat there with Le`Vanna, and told her about himself and his friends. She listened intently, asking questions to get information on the child's friends personalities. She tried not to be too suspicions, but she worried that the child saw some kind of sinister intent in her questions. He didn't of course.
The next day, the child Yarn Spinner brought his friends, among them his sister Kinos, into the forest to meet the strange creature. Along the way, he told them of how he met her. He described her as he saw her, a strange, monkey like creature with long white hair. Had he described her better, his friends would have been more reluctant to meet her. As he was just a child with a small vocabulary, he hadn't the words to describe this beast. The children went forth, their excitement bubbling up at the thought of seeing a new creature.
Le`Vanna crawled on her bare stomach, her eyes followed a group of young ponies through a mess of branches and leaves. She had coated herself in mud and leaves in a desperate effort to keep herself warm. It wasn't entirely successful, but she had managed to trick herself into thinking she was warm. Perception is all that counts. Inching along the ground, she was beginning to wonder whether or not she should just kill all these children right now. As she struggled with herself about this, she learned a lesson. She learned that she had a strong desire for company, for some form of companionship. It stemmed past the desire to hurt others, the sadistic satisfaction. Ever since long ago, when she had been rejected and refused affection, she has always craved attention, or the illusion of it at least. In an effort to satisfy this need, she convinced herself to spare their lives, for at least a little while.
"Whose there?" Le`Vanna gasped, one of the ponies had noticed her!
The filly, by the name of Kinos, called out into the unknown. In a sudden moment, all of her confidence had vanished when she sensed some alien presence. Since birth, she had had a strong connection with the earth, as all Earth ponies do. Her special connection gave her a sort of... sixth sense. She knew what was where at all times, especially with living things, and her senses were telling her something was following them.
"Whose there?" She shouted again, thoroughly unnerved. Yarn Spinner and the other children turned to console her.
"Nothing's out there, Kinos. Don't worry, I come here almost every day. Nothing is gonna hurt us. Come on now, she was this way I think." Kinos looked suspiciously at the leaves, noticing how in some areas, the earth looked sickly grey and dead. Maybe.. but I swear I feel something.
"Well... okay." And so the children kept walking, for the most part oblivious to Le`Vanna.
Le`Vanna was worried that getting caught would make her an enemy in the eyes of the children, so she decided to let them walk farther on, and then get up to chase after them. She felt leaving the leaves and mud on herself may hide most of her appearance, making her seem less threatening. She would show her full body to them later. After all, the only reason Yarn Spinner probably didn't run was because she was bound helpless. She saw how his legs tensed up when he first laid eyes on her. He wanted to run.
She walked at a hastened pace, she wanted to catch up to them before they went too deep into the forest. After following from a distance for some time, she called out to them.
"Hello?" She wheezed and coughed after calling out: shouting seemed to be rather straining for her. Instead, she just picked up the pace until she began to feel something. It was odd, a strange sensation in the air. It filled her mind and directed her to the location of the children. She picked up pace and leaned forward until she was chasing them like a predator. As the sensation got stronger, she knew she was getting closer: it was like a burning coal in the center of her mind. Now closer to them, she gave out a weaker call.
"Children? Are you there?" LeVanna called out, somewhat softly. The ponies stopped in their tracks and looked back in surprise. LeVanna came out from the trees, covered in leaves... You know, I really haven't established what time of year it is have I? I guess it's October or something... Probably a little earlier. So the leaves were mostly yellow and orange.
"Hi LeVanna!" Called out Yarn Spinner. In an effort to appear more laid back, LeVanna sat herself down on the ground before them, her legs crisscrossed.
The children greeted LeVanna with mostly open arms. They had no reason to suspect her of any malicious intent, and so she managed to earn her way into their hearts. She treated them kindly, she answered as many questions of theirs as she could without contradicting herself. But as a half hour dredged by, they all gradually lost interest in who or what she was, and were willing to accept her as a new friend. LeVanna followed them around the forest at a sluggish pace, but her long legs made it easy to keep up with the small ponies. As the children visited her almost daily, Le`Vanna learned the names, interests, and skills of the children. She began to plan out how each child could be twisted. There was a tiny problem that she was going to have with a few of them. Morals. It would seem some of their parents had taught them certain ways of thinking... These were ways that would need changing.
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Enslaved to the Beast (Part 4)
Two years later, the bonds between the children and their parents had diminished, and LeVanna's hold on them was stronger than ever. The best emotion the children ever felt for their parents anymore was irritation, they just found it so much easier to be with LeVanna than in the house with their families. LeVanna took the time to destroy their ideas of social norms. Things like consideration for other's physical and emotional boundaries. As LeVanna began running out of ways to corrupt the children in their young age, she began to wonder when she would corrupt their view on sex. She knew that sex was a very potent way to bind someone emotionally to something. If she could get them addicted, they would finally be utterly enslaved to her, she was sure. But it would seem they were still too young, so she would have to wait. Until that day, however, Le`Vanna had a task for them.
"Now, my children, I have a task for you." Only five of her eight total slaves were present. They all sat in a disorganized bundle, waiting for her orders. When she was not speaking, they were either arguing among themselves or playing games. Their friendship had grown into a more angry dependence on each other. Hard to describe it... They all disliked one another to a degree, but since they were all weirdos now, they felt like they fit in with one another. And with Le`Vanna encouraging their misbehavior, they never felt a need to try fitting in with other kids.
"Yes, mother Le`Vanna?"
"As I'm sure you all know, all of Baltimare treats you horribly." There was an angry silence, LeVanna had sculptured them into aggressive, spiteful children with cares for none but themselves. They hated Baltimare, they hated all of Equestria for that matter, and their attitudes had begun spdreading to other children in Baltimare. "Well, here is your big chance to smack Baltimare in the face! I have found this plant called Deadly Nightshade." There was no reaction, they had no clue what night shade was. LeVanna sighed at their ignorance. "... It's a berry that can give ponies a heart attack."
"So what do you want us to do with it?" Interrupted Kinos. Le`Vanna glared at her, and Yarn Spinner walked around to the other side of the crowd where Kinos sat to give her a good smack in the back of the head. Afterwards, he returned to his seat.
"...Well then, if no one else wants to be a dumb fuck, I can carry on... We are going to make Blue berry muffins to sell around Baltimare." The kids all developed a look of confusion, they didn't understand just why their mother Le`Vanna would want to sell muffins to Baltimare. ... Why is everyone besides me such an idiot?
"Alright, we are doing this for two reasons... I'm going to need some form of income if I want to have an influence on Baltimare myself, and other then that, some of the muffins we sell are going to have Deadly Nightshade in them. Not all of them though, I don't want a trail of death following you, that would look really suspicious. Every once in a while, we can dump a couple of poisonous Muffins into the mix. Now, unless any of you are bakers, we can't really start cooking right now... Are any of you bakers? Or do any of you have access to that kind of stuff?" They all shook their heads. "Well... fuck... Alright, this was expected. I will work on finding a way to get access to cooking... stuff."
Months later, LeVanna had, after acquiring some medical equipment using a very high tech and convoluted method (Murdering traveling medicine ponies and jacking their shit), set up herself as a seller of medicine in the less wealthy parts of Baltimare. It reduced the time she had with the children, but they had become mostly autonomous in their efforts to vandalize Baltimare. When LeVanna returned from her first run through Baltimare's equivalent of the ghetto, she came to find an interesting scene. Yarn Spinner and Kinos stood proud and tall among their comrades, who were all staring at them in silence. Le`Vanna crept in between the trees, as she was picking up some odd emotions vibrating from the scene.
"Just wait till mother Le`Vanna gets here!" Said Yarn Spinner.
"She is going to be so proud of us." Kinos practically sang. All the other children were silent, a subtle hum of aggression running through them. As LeVanna wondered what was so strange about this, she took a spare glance at his ass like she does every five seconds, and her eyes were transfixed. On his thigh, there sat an image of a book with a pony mouth coming out of it. "Do yall know what this means? I don't have to work those people's tailor shop." If you were wondering, the words 'those people' was referring to his parents.
Now, LeVanna understood what that hum of aggression was now, the children were either jealous of them being the first to get their cutie marks, or... *Oh... shit. I may have a problem here...* LeVanna had filled their heads with a conformist, xenophobic way of viewing the world in an effort to prevent them from redeveloping the social norms LeVanna had worked for so long to destroy. Now, LeVanna was faced with a factor she could not control, and she had to work around it. What should she do?
"Good afternoon every pony."
"Hello, Mother Le`Vanna." The children all chirped.
"So... I see you got your cutie mark, Yarn Spinner?" He nodded.
"So did-" Began Kinos.
"Shut up." Said LeVanna, calmly. Every couple days, she would pick one of the children to abuse. Abuse was unhealthy for the psyche, and that was exactly what LeVanna wanted.
She took a few moments to decide just what to follow this up with. How can I make the others embrace this? Oh, I've got it!
"This is excellent news!" Yarn Spinner beamed at the praise from his mother figure, Kinos sat there feeling a bit unloved, all while the other children just sat in a cold shock. "Now, I can tell some of you don't quite agree with that idea, and my response to that is..." Pause for dramatic effect... Le`Vanna paused for ten seconds flat because fucking memes. "Shut up." She shouted at the Narrator. "Err... I mean, yes, my response to any disagreement with this is shut up. Shut up and listen that is..." There was an unspoken agreement among the children that their mother figure just hadn't quite come up with the words and so she was stalling. "So anyway... It is a good thing because it gives them a new way to serve our family. What is your special talent, Yarn Spinner?"
"Making up stories. I got it when I was telling my parents I loved them... I'm grounded now, by the way." Le`Vanna put some effort to keep herself from laughing.
"My talent is-"
"Shut u- Oh wait, what is your talent?" Le`Vanna cut herself off there.
"Um..." Kinos took a few moments to try building up her confidence. "Well, I think it means I'm good at being stronger than boys?"
"Huh? How do you mean?"
"Well, here. Look." Kinos flashed her cutie mark for LeVanna: it was a female gender symbol, crushing beneath it a male gender symbol. LeVanna looked at it for a few moments, considering just how it could be used against Baltimare. Most of her thoughts consisted of, Rape, rape, rape, rape, rape, rape, swag, rape...
"Excellent. I know just how both of you may serve us. Come, I will be teaching you both how to use your talent for our benefit and..." An idea flashed through Le`Vanna's mind. It was a book that a person from before Baltimare had read. She had read it with him through his eyes. A pony's reproductive period begins roughly around the time that they acquire their cutie mark. While she was thinking about all this, she had continued walking with Yarn Spinner and Kinos to a special cave a distance away from the other ponies. She didn't want the others to see this.
"Have either of you been feeling different lately?" Le`Vanna asked as they wound through the trees and dragged themselves through fallen leaves.
"I... I think I really hate my parents..." Said Yarn Spinner.
"Oh that's completely normal. All kids hate their parents."
"Oh, okay." He was worrying that it wasn't normal to fantasize about killing them, but Le`Vanna's words soothed his fears.
"But that is not what I meant. Do either of you... Hmm... How about you, Kinos? Anything weird ever happen to you since you got your cutie mark?" They were not yet quite near the cave Le`Vanna planed to reside in during the winter.
"Well... It only happened when me and Yarn were fighting over who should fart on one of those northies' face, but then he tried running away. I pinned him to the ground and held him there for five whole minutes. I made him bleed and cry, just like you did that one time, Mother LeVanna." LeVanna grinned, she could still fill the sticky blackish red blood sticking to her heel. She had killed a child from north Baltimare who had wandered into the forest as a demonstration to the children some time ago. It seems they were more receptive of murder when it was done to those who were hated. "I don't know exactly when it happened, but it happened. I guess I'm just really good at... What's domination?" Le`Vanna wondered how Kinos had learned that word, being a poor child and all. She pronounced it perfectly.
"Well... I could tell you, but instead I think I'll show you. Later, that is. So, has the only weird thing been you getting your cutie mark? You haven't started... thinking weirdly? Or... anything at all?" They both shook their heads. "Hmm... Well, alright then." Le`Vanna made a big U-turn. She didn't want to even attempt this until she knew they were ripe for sex. "We will talk again about this in a month. Kinos, I want you to pay attention to other boys, see if you start noticing anything different about them or yourself. As for you Yarn, you pay attention to any girl you see. Look at them really close, and tell me if you start noticing anything different, about you or them. If you do, come to me before anyone else, alright?" They both nodded in affirmation.
When they arrived back at the group of children, LeVanna dispensed the two among the crowd of questions and laughter. While they were gone, the mood had changed from angry to comic and laid back. This wasn't a common vibe for the group, but it did help keep them together when it happened. LeVanna left the children in the forest and went into Baltimare. There, she went to a place she hadn't expected to be going to for a long time: a library.
It was in north Baltimare, and LeVanna was pleased to see very obvious signs of underlying tension. For one thing, she had long ago been told by her children that the houses of the north side were bright and vibrant, with lively plants in front of most houses. Now, however, the houses had a grey dreariness about them, and the only flower pot LeVanna saw was smashed in the middle of the road. The very air was ebbing a feeling of aggression that Le`Vanna just loved.
After tying the librarian, the only pony there, to the top of a book shelf and ripping his tongue off with her teeth, Le`Vanna spent two whole days in the library researching pony mating times and ages. She found that within a week, a female pony would begin going through her reproductive period within the first week of attaining her cutie mark. A male, however, could begin mating within a day. This could be a problem... Considering that he has absolutely no self control, he might end up hopping up on a pony before the week's out... She found further that Mares can attempt to reproduce at any time, but they all have their individual heat cycles (Commonly shared among other mares in the population) during which they have a heightened libido.
"So... I don't need to worry about doing at it at any specific time, she should be game whenever I want... Hopefully." Le`Vanna studied all that she could find on the anatomy of ponies, wanting to ensure she had all the intellectual tools required for the task at hand. Once satisfied, she left the library behind, gurgling librarian still trapped within.
PoB: Enslaved to the Beast (Sex Scene)
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Enslaved to the Beast [Converging Point]
So in case you skipped the sex scene, Kinos and Yarn Spinner fuck each other under the guidance of LeVanna, and during this LeVanna instilled a piece of her Manic self inside each of them.
Over the next few months, LeVanna found her children gradually acquiring their cutie marks. Of them all, the strangest one had to be when one of them found their talent was standing on one hoof. They probably never would have gone far in life, even without LeVanna's influence. Growing ever busy, LeVanna placed Kinos and Yard Spinner, who had grown more and more attached and accustomed to working together as a team in charge of introducing the children to sex. They became LeVanna's closest servants, while the other slaves vied for their good graces. As time passed, the forest became a... muskier place.
It was a very short time before LeVanna, after having spent long periods of time in the forest secluded even from the children, came to a decision that she must return to the place she came from before Baltimare: a place called Ponyville. LeVanna called to her abode Kinos and Yarn Spinner. When they arrived, they found her in a state of turmoil.
"Enemies... Enemies everywhere! Gah fuck! They're in my brain!" Le`Vanna fell to the ground and snarled like an animal, clutching her head. "Damn you fucking clicks! I want to snap you in half! I'll kill you all one day..." She drew that last line out and ended it with a sob. The two children rushed to her side, fearful for their mentor. As Yarn Spinner reached out to touch her, she went unnervingly quiet.
"Mother Le`Vanna? ...What's wrong?" She pulled herself up to meet his eyes, and he was shocked to see her eyes were reddened by tears and her cheeks were cut by her sharp talons. He pulled back at the sight of his mentor, he had never seen her in such a state of anguish. She drew in a long breath, and her voice came out malicious and angry. She sounded absolutely pissed.
"Oh... It's you... It's been a long time... How have each of you been?" Her voice sent cold chills down each of the ponies spines, they looked at one another in fear.
"Uh... Well I... Uh..."
"Forget it. I don't really care. I was just trying to be formal, like the clicks say I should be... Maybe if I obey them, they will go away..." There was a drawn out silence. "The clicks want me to go to Ponyville. I don't want to go..." The siblings backed away from their elder figure as she rose to her feet. "But I have a plan! The clicks, they think themselves in control, but Le`Vanna will prove otherwise. Yes!" She broke out into laughter as tears fell down her face. The children worked hard to suppress their fear.
"Mother Le`Vanna, is there anything we can do for you?" Kinos inquired.
"Yes... You will be my reversal! The clicks send me to my death, but in your actions I will live on!"
"Wait, what?" said Yarn Spinner.
"Yes... I am going to die. That's just how it is. But you two... you I must keep safe, for my enemy is coming, and when he arrives, I will not be able to stop him from taking you all from me. But I can keep you out of his reach by bringing you somewhere I know he would never go... He does not have the nerve to go into Ponyville! You will be safe from him there..." The children worked to decypher what Le`Vanna had said. Yarn Spinner was the first to speak.
"So... Someone is coming to hurt us? And... you are taking me and my sister somewhere where he wont be able to get us? But... Why can't you stay there with us? Then you can be safe too." Le`Vanna shook her head.
"It doesn't work like that. When he comes, I will be gone. That is simply how it is. I will bring you to Ponyville, but then I must go somewhere far away so that, when he does come, he will not be able to find you. I cannot say the same for the other children. I can only afford to transport you and your sister, the other kids are ugly anyway. Come now, we must be off." LeVanna lead the children down to Baltimare, where they waited patiently for a train to arrive. She bought three tickets to Ponyville, and they sat together on a train cart. The children both disliked being around so many ponies in a small room. Every second of the train ride felt awkward and stilted, completely forced. The very air in the room was making LeVanna, who had become an absolute nervous wreck as of late, very uncomfortable.
"I can't do this!" LeVanna burst out, sweat rolling down her brow. The children looked up at her in worry, her insecurity was worrying them greatly, for she had always acted confident and in control when around them. This was the first time since Yarn Spinner had met her that she appeared weak and feeble. All the ponies in the cart looked at the strange creature in surprise. Everypony had avoided eye contact with this obvious predator up until then. "I... I need some air. Wait here, my children." LeVanna rose and moved out the door, which she closed roughly, and settled herself onto a railing on the walkway between the two carts. She heard the door she had walked through open with a grittiness, but she paid it no mind. A full minute had passed before she was aware of a menacing presence behind her: she could feel the aura of hate and fear emanating from somewhere behind her, and it was beautiful.
Seconds passed, and LeVanna's paranoia began setting in. *Whose behind me? Why are they still there? Should I turn- No! That's what they want! It's all part of their plan... They think they can toy with me... I won't play along, I will just ignore them.* LeVanna sat there, cold sweat flowing down her neck like a river, pooling atop her shoulders and between her breasts. And then, in the sound of the clicks, a voice spoke. Execute function!
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Enslaved to the Beast (Part 3)
Le`Vanna worked for months, every second devoted towards subtly breaking the parent's hold on their children. It was a long and difficult struggle at first, she had to teach the children to see the world in new ways. The first victory she had was with Yarn Spinner, who had always been more open to her coercion than the others. Most likely because he felt some kind of bond with her, believing he had saved her life.
"My parents keep telling me what to do." He mentioned off hand. "They just boss me around and tell me to do stupid stuff..."
"That's just-" LeVanna was about to say that it's just how parents are, and that he would have to deal with it, but then she caught herself. If she wanted to weaken his stability, she would need to separate him from those he cares about. That included turning the children all against one another, to some degree, but that could be done later. Anyway, LeVanna recognized the opportunity to sow seeds of distaste into the child, and she seized it. "That's just because they want to control you." He looked over to her in shock, surprised at this seeming assault on his parents.
"What? What are you even talking about? My parents don't control me!" He was a bit peeved with Le`Vanna, talking bad about his parents, but she knew how to play things off.
"No, no, you misunderstand. That's what all parents do. All parents are supposed to do their best to control their kids. That way, the kids get sick of them and leave to get their life. Don't you know that?" Now, Yarn's offense that he had taken slowly cooled and became confusion.
"But... Why would they want me to leave?"
"Well.. They don't want you to do it now, no. They just... here, let me try to explain this all to you." Le`Vanna pulled the child up next to her. He responded initially with shock that she had moved him without asking, but did not verbally object. "So, the parents job is to keep you safe and feed you and ll that junk, you know that stuff, right?" He nodded. "Well, they don't wanna do that forever, so what they do is they spend your entire life trying to annoy you so that once your old enough, you'll want to leave and get your own place." He mauled over this for a few moments, and then started to tear up.
"You mean... my parents don't actually love me?" As much as Le`Vanna would have found it hilarious to say yes, she knew that was the wrong decision.
"No, they love you, they just... Here, imagine this. Every day, you have to do a bunch of extra chores, and you do it day after day without sleep. That gets really tiring right?" He nodded, trying to calm down from his little outburst. "Well, that's what it's like raising a kid. They can't do that forever, right? So the sooner you start taking care of yourself, the sooner they can finally get a rest and be happy ag-" Le`Vanna was about to say, 'happy again', but she second guessed that choice of words. "Er... The can finally relax and feel... healthy." She paused for a while, letting what she had said sink in. She decided to top it all off with this. "Basically, it's like lifting weights. It's good for you, but if you do it too long or too much, it's bad for you. Ya get it?" He nodded.
"So the sooner I start taking care of myself, the better for them?" Le`Vanna nodded vigorously.
"Yeah, you've got it!" As he reflected on Le`Vanna's 'advice', they talked more about what his life was like.
As months dragged on, she began planting more seeds like this in the children. Some, however, didn't even need this kind of treatment. Some of them were already mischievous, self centered and prideful. Some of them really only did care about themselves, and this made them ripe for Le`Vanna's taking. One night, she listened to a group of them voicing their frustrations with their lives in Baltimare.
"Those stuck up losers!" Le`Vanna's attention came into focus on three young ponies, these were ones in whom she had already taught to be hateful of others outside the little group of friends they had.
"Sup?" LeVanna asked, dropping into their talking casually. In their eyes, LeVanna had become a sort of elder, to be respected and listened to.
"Well..." Began one of the three.
"Some jerks from north side were picking on Shelly!" The boy fumed on about their disrespect of Shelly, the girl he had just interrupted, and LeVanna listened intently. Essentially, a pony knocked her ice cream to the ground, and didn't even apologize. She had saved up for that ice cream for quite some time, and so LeVanna came up with an idea. Sure, it was a big push, she had expected to wait some time before doing this, but by now she was so bored of nothing truly exciting happening. She decided she would have her children hurt a pony physically.
"That is a horrible crime... You ought to make them suffer for that." A moment of silence passed, as Le`Vanna was trying to find a good way to tell them to kick their asses. Shelly saw this and took it as a time to speak.
"Well... What can we even do? They're all bullies up there." Le`Vanna took note of how Shelly stereotyped all northern Blatimare-ians as 'bullies'.
"We can just let them push us around? We should do something back! Maybe break the windows on their houses. It's getting extremely hot around north town, they wont be able to stay cool."
"But we don't even know where they live. How would we find that?" Le`Vanna saw this as the time to interject.
"Enough of these small games, kids." She began, and then took a deep breath. "These worms have wronged you," all three of the kids took a seat so they could pay close attention to their mentor. "What you must do is teach them a lesson... Do any of you know how to fight?" They all shook their heads. "Well... fuck! Fine then, just push them on the ground and kick their faces. Are any of them bigger than you?"
"Well, no. They're kids." Le`Vanna stood there, thinking.
"Alright, if they're little kids, it would be unfair for you to beat them up."
"Yeah... I don't want to hurt any little-" Shelly began, but Le`Vanna sharply cut her off for fear of her spreading ideas of mercy.
"Instead! You will take the youngest of them, and break one of their legs so that they will never walk again." All three of them gasped. A silence dragged on, and then one of the two boys spoke up.
"Well... I'm up for it, I guess... I mean, should we? I mean-" Le`Vanna cut him off, for there was no room for doubt on her ship.
"Yes! You really should. It will be good for you if you do this, you should stand up for Shelly. Those north fucks think they're better than you! Teach them a lesson by taking one of their children from them. Make sure it's the kid who knocked over who her ice cream. Understand?" As another silence dragged on, there was an internal conflict in all of their minds. It worried Le`Vanna, this was the biggest push she had ever made. Had she chosen the right time? Had she done it correctly? What these children said would cement her victory over Baltimare in place.