Myths and Monsters
Legends of a Crystal Kingdom
The Empire and You
Crystal Concepts
Aegirine - Zoisite
Sodalite and Sombra
Crystal Pony Prophecies
Crystals and Conspiracies

The books on the table were ever silent, but to Shining Armor they spoke volumes. Screamed, really. The deafening silence that filled the room was the worst part. The absolute worst thing about all of it. The way the little purple unicorn scrutinized every word on every page, like each letter some hold held a secret to release from whatever haunted her. She'd done this whenever something was really, seriously bothering her back home. Lose herself behind impenetrable pages of knowledge, to shield herself from the reality that was threatening whatever happiness she clung to. He frowned.

"Twilight,” He tried again, and for the fourth time, he was greeted with a cold silence. He stepped closer. She arrived earlier that afternoon, and he had expected she'd come right over to the training grounds to see him, but she headed for the library after a few brief words with Cadence, and now here she was; flipping pages quietly in front of him, studying like a mad mare.

.Only she wasn’t even doing that. No, Twilight had stopped turning pages in the book- stopped reading, he realized and sat there, staring into the distance.

“Twilight?”

The massage continued, slowly, gently, groping and gripping her butt cheeks with the precision of a trained masseuse. She wiggled her hips, feeling the warm little puddle of her juices that had formed underneath her. Everything was just so relaxing, and calm and gentle, she barely noticed the device pressing past the cheeks of her bottom and into the hot little puckered hole nestled in between.

"OH!...t-thats new!" Twilight sighed out again, stretching her arms and legs backwards and forwards. A new sensation of being fulfilled like she'd never felt before. Oh, it was heavenly. She rocked her hips back with a quiet moan, feeling bashful at the sensation of pleasure she could get from having her rump filled the way it was. She'd have to try this at home, oh, yes. Yes she would. She rocked her hips back again, trying to match the motions of the machine's gentle thrusting. In and out, in and out, slick and well lubricated, and just large enough to stretch her in a comforting fashion. Oh, more, she wanted more! She hardly even recognized her orgasm as it swept through her, the pleasure felt all the same, Like one long continuous climax with the occasional rise and fall of a different sensation. She smiled quietly. She could curl up and go to sleep right here if they'd let her. It'd be okay. She knew now they'd take her back home, when they were done with her. An embarrassing, but lovely little service they provided. She yawned. This really wasn't so bad...why had she been so upset before? She could feel the machine gently suckling between her legs, milking her slowly- something else she found relaxing. Or forever. She thought. She could stay here forever, that would be okay, too. They'd gently take care of her, and her little naughty filly needs...touching her in all the right places and knowing just how hard to squeeze and where.

No. No no no no NO! How was this happening again, how had she been returned to this place?! Twilight blinked her eyes, wildly shaking her head as the world came into focus. A cold, metallic room...no...the laboratory. And there she was again...lying on her belly, arched back with that cold, unfeeling machine penetrating her….there. Of all places.

Twilight gave a groan, shaking her head. This was wrong. She wasn’t supposed to be here. She wasn’t supposed to be reliving this memory!-Again. What was going on? How was she back in this place?! The potion she’d taken at Zecora’s hut...was this all some sort of insane side effect? Some sort of horrible hallucination?

The machine continued unabated by Twilight’s growing panic. No. NO! She was watching herself get raped again! In and out, in and out, the cold metal probe slid in, slowly, pass the plump cheeks of her upturned bottom and smoothly gliding in and out of her tail tunnel. A tingling sensation ripple through Twilight- disgust mixed with a strange curiosity. She’d been drugged out of her mind when this was happening to her, but why was that? Was it because they knew she didn’t want this kind of sensation? Were they experimenting on her again? If she didn’t want it, why would they force her to take the probe under her tail? Wouldn’t that ruin the goal? No. No none of this made any sense, but she couldn’t focus while this was happening to her. She didn’t WANT this to happen to her again. She didn’t want to watch! Was this all some sort of crazy memory? A hallucination brought on by the potion? It couldn’t be her memory, but if it was, maybe she could change it. Maybe she could alter it, if she were lost in the confines of her own head.

“Twilight, can you hear me?”

With an angry, raving snarl, Twilight tilted her horn towards the machine slamming in and out of her vulnerable backside. It began to glow with a bright purple spark of energy.

“Twilight?!”

She wouldn’t be a slave to her own mind! She wouldn’t let them hurt her anymore!! She fired a blast. Pure, unfiltered arcane energy in a destructive bolt. She would end this! She would destroy this and save her friends! Save herself!!

“TWILIGHT!!!”

The blast shook the library. Maybe even the entire castle. Twilight wasn’t sure, blinking herself awake. She was out of the laboratory now-, standing there, trembling where she stood. Angry tears trickled down her cheeks as the image of Shining Armor slowly came into focus. Shining Armor, who was standing there in front of her, wide eyed with his hooves out stretched towards her and a glowing green globe of energy surrounded him. She’d nearly blown his head off, and only quick reflexes and training saved the day from being turned into a tragedy.

“...Were you reading Fifty Shades of Hay again?”

The silence was back. With a vengeance it seemed, weaving its way through the little parlour where Twilight sat stoically across from Shining Armor, staring into space.

“So...Is this going to be our new common greeting? Cause I gotta admit, that ‘Sunshine Sunshine’ thing you do with Cadence is adorable, but I don’t know if “Deathblast Deathblast, aimed at your face, try n’ dodge this, you’ll be gone without a trace!” will catch on. “ Shining Armor quipped. Twilight didn’t turn to look at him. She didn’t even smile. He frowned.

The silence was back again, echoing through the room and making him fidgit. She levitated her tea from the table, warm camomile, and set it back down without drinking it.

“What is it, Twi? Remember back when I accidently ripped the cover of your First Edition “Clover the Clever” book when you were ten? You were super mad. Didn’t talk to me for a whole month. But you still didn’t try to blow my head off, so that blast wasn’t meant for me, I get that, but who was it for? What’s goin’ on?” Shinning frowned. Twilight twisted where she sat on the chair, wincing quietly at the questions.

“I’m-” She started, but Shining Armor cut her off with a fierce growl.

“If you say “fine” I’m gonna dump that tea all over you, lil sis. “ He snapped. The silence walked right back into the room, as if it had only excused itself for a moment. But he waited. He waited and he glared, until she finally rubbed her eyes and gave a little huff.

“...They raped me. They made me feel like it wasn’t, though. It’s complicated. I think I kind of liked it. They’re some secret group that came from Sombra. We don’t know why they’re doing it, other than to collect my...my uh...Awesome Sauce. It’s been a crazy week. Celestia doesn’t know anything about them, I don’t know anything about them, I came here to find out, and geez, I’m sorry. I’m...Oh...Shiny, I’m not good. There are changelings involved and I’m paranoid, and they’ve been dosing me with gas, and everything is just crazy. It’s crazy. The world’s gone crazy. “ Twilight sobbed quietly. She gasped, when she felt the firm muscular crush of her brother’s arms around her, and he nuzzled against her head with a quiet sigh.

“First things first. I’m not a changeling. Remember when I accidently shot your favorite Lil Pet Shop kitten into space trying to perfect my guardian spell? Good times, right. Remember what mom did to me afterwards? Yeah, no changeling would know that. I’m your brother. End of story. Second, I set up the guard round here. There are NO changelings. Everypony in this castle is Crystal, Pegasus, Unicorn or Terran, but none of them are changeling. Third, I’m gonna find these guys that did this, and they’re going to be on the six o’clock news. I may or may not ram my horn through somebody’s eye socket, we’ll see how I feel at the time.

Author's Note

I have no love for this what so ever.