Chapter 2

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I glance at each guard, my eyes wide with panic, hoping to God they hadn’t just heard what I said, or, if they did, understand I was swearing, not asking to get some.

To my relief, they don’t come towards me. They each glance at each other, as if confused.

I close my eyes and relax. At least that’s one less worry off my chest. Why did I have to go and say that, anyway? Talk about a stupid idea.

I scream, my eyes shooting wide open, suddenly feeling something push its way into my newest hole, followed by pain, then more pain as something inside my breaks.

I whirl my head back to see one of the guards, one of the two Earth Ponies, has come right up behind me and forced himself inside.

“Get out!” I scream, fear making my voice crack as he begins moving in and out.

My cry seems to snap the other guards out of the stupor seeing me had put them in. They charge forward, shoving the stallion riding me off, the other Earth Pony and two pegasi pining him to the ground.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” one of the pegasi shouts at him. “She’s a vulnerable mare who’s clearly been through tartarus and yet the first thing you do is fuck her?”

The guard underneath them blinks a few times, shakes his head, before his eyes widen. “What did I just do?!”

The unicorn guards turn to me and I quickly back away from them in fear, my tail pressing against my aching snatch, whimpering. It still feels like he’s inside me.

The unicorns step towards me, looks of concern on their faces. “Miss, are you alright? You seem... Miss? Miss!”

I fall forward, the world going black to me.

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“Unbelievable. You’ve no doubt traumatized the poor dear!”

“Hey, I swear, I don’t know what happened! One moment we’re all staring at this mare who looks like Flash if he’d been a mare, then I find the others pinning me to the ground and the mare backing away in panic.”

“Just stay away from her! We female guards will look after her. After what you pulled I wouldn’t be surprised if she’s scared of stallions now.”

I wince as I realize my whole body is aching. I can feel soft sheets underneath me. A part of my mind tells me to panic, but my body aches so much I can barely move.

I can feel bandages and wrappings all over me. I’m lying on my right side. I can feel a splint on my exposed wing. It must be broken.

I whimper as I feel the hot pain down in my nethers.

My moan earns me some attention and I soon feel a gentle hoof on my shoulder. I flinch, but it remains there.

“Deary, are you alright?” a gentle, soothing voice asks.

I slowly open my eyes. My vision is still a bit blurry, but I can see what I think is a unicorn and from the voice, clearly a mare. She’s pink and her mane seems blue. I can’t make out more than that with my blurry vision at the moment.

“What... happened?” I ask hoarsely, finishing in a hoarse squeak. Hearing that voice out of the mouth I’m using is really going to take time to get used to.

The mare sighs, shaking her head. “Well, you fainted. It was due to stress, not to mention your injuries.”

I give the tiniest nod, it being the only body movement I can do without causing myself pain.

I wince again as I feel a searing from my loins. “My... my loins...” I say, trying to ask.

She shushes me quietly, stroking my mane. “Don’t worry. That guard will be punished. Though he has asked if he can apologize. Does that help?”

I sniffle, shutting my eyes. No. No, it did not help. It didn’t help at all. That feeling of having a male take control, while I was helpless to stop him... it terrified me.

The unicorn makes some soothing sounds and I relax, if only a little. “Now, my name is Kind Heart. Who’re you and why do you look like a female version of Flash Sentry?”

I look away. “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

Kind gives a light chuckle. “We’ve a pretty good idea, but we want you to tell us. Is that okay?”

I sigh, keeping my eyes closed. “I’m Flash Sentry.”

A few sighs run from around me.

“Damn changelings!” one of the female voices I’d heard earlier, one of the female guards, likely, hisses.

“When did they learn to switch genders?” another female voice growls. “Why would they even do that?!”

“To marry me.”

I feel all eyes on me. I sigh. “I... don’t remember much. But, they... I heard them say, right before I was placed in the pod, that I was to be wed to their Queen.”

“That... that’s just sick!” Kind gasps, stepping back. “Wh-why would they make you a female for that?”

I chuckle darkly. Even if the changelings hadn’t been the ones to make me female, they probably could still have done it. “To make me a broodmare, why else?”

Hey, I’d read enough fanfics where they did that that I wouldn’t be surprised if that was what Chrysalis had had planned for me after she’d forced me into marriage.

“That... I can’t enough find the words,” another female voice says, sounding disgusted. “Did they even think to ask if...? No. They didn’t. Look at you. I doubt you asked for this.”

Though I couldn’t see her, I knew she was indicating to my female body and replied with a small nod.

“What... what happens to me now?” I ask, trying to get up. As well as hearing Kind Heart telling me to not try moving to much, my body screamed at me to cease all movement, so I complied with both.

I hear a one of the mares from earlier sigh. “We’re in a small camp we set up. We’ll stay for a while, until you’re healed enough to at least be moved. Then we’ll be taking you back to Canterlot. Princess Twilight and your sister will be most relieved.”

I blink. “Sister?”

I can hear them all turn their heads, not to mention something strange was happening. The air feels... denser, all of a sudden. I can’t figure out why though.

“F-Flash,” Kind Heart asks, her voice hesitant, “what do you remember?”

I blink again, not understanding the question. “I’m... afraid I don’t follow.”

One of the guards comes into my field of vision. She ias a unicorn, with a black coat, yellow mane and what looks like a cluster of blue stars for a Cutie Mark. “What do you know about yourself?”

I frown slightly. “I’m Flash Sentry. I’m a Royal Guard in service to Princess Mi Amore Cadenza, better known as Cadance. And...” I blink, gulping. “That's... that's all I know, actually.” Damn it. Now I wish the show had flushed Flash's pony self out a bit more. I'd only seen him in those two scenes Equestria Girls and he'd only had two other appearances, both of which were very brief and only one where he talk. And even then, it was one line.

This is bad. The little info I’d just given could easily be misinterpreted as a changeling spy posing as, well, me and not being given much Intel on the subject they were replacing.

I chuckle inwardly. Aside from the changeling part, that is pretty much the case with me.

My inner laughter at my own expense is halted with the dense feeling in the air from before grows far stronger, making me wince. What the heck is that?

“She’s not a changeling posing as Flash, right?” one guard asks, sounding annoyed at the idea.

“No,” says the unicorn one who’d asked me what I remember. “We put the test on both her and the guard when they returned. They’re clean. Well... aside from...”

“No,” another says, sounding firm. “We agreed that was only interference from her long-term exposure to their magic in the pod they put her in. She’s a pony, just like any of us.”

I whimper as the dense feeling in the air is mixed with something hot. I want to curl up and hold my head, but my body doesn’t move.

“Alright, that’s enough!” Kind Heart’s voice says loudly, in a voice sounding not at all kind, halting all the other talks. “I have a patient to tend to and your arguing around her isn’t helping the situation any. Out now, all of you!”

There are grumbles from the other mares, but the file out. Once they’ve all left, my body relaxes. The dense feeling in the air has almost completely gone, and the hot feeling is much weaker.

I feel a hoof stroke my mane and turn it to look at Kind Heart, who’s smiling sadly at me. “You can’t even remember your own sister?”

I shake my head a little, actually feeling tears form in my eyes as I realize what this means. Flash has a sister. When said sister finds out the brother she loved is now a sister who can’t even remember her, it’ll crush her heart.

Kind leans closer, pulling me into a hug, letting me rest my head on her shoulder. “Shh, shh. It’s okay. It’s not your fault. It might come back with time, we’ll just have to wait it out.”

I nod, sniffling as a few tears slid down my cheeks and onto her coat.

Once I’ve calmed down enough, she rests me back in the bed and gives me a look over, explaining my physical condition to me as she does so.

It seemed I was in pretty bad shaped. As I suspected, my wing was broken, some of the ligaments needing repositioning. My right foreleg was also broken, along with my left hind leg. My other legs were sprained a little, but nothing too serious. I’d suffered some head trauma, no duh, which was why the bandages were around my head.

However, as Kind finished my check up, I winced at a new feeling. My new female parts were burning and not from pain. It was as if a sun was down there, burning outward from within me.

When I ask what was happening with that, Kind Heart chuckles uneasily.

“Oh, my. It seems they really were planning on using you for... breeding,” she says hesitantly.

I frown at her. What the hell was that supposed to mean?

She blushes, looking away. “Um... Flash. I... I don’t really know how to tell you this, but... you’re in heat.”

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And thus my life is officially fucked.

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I lay in my makeshift bed in the hospital tent, whimpering ever few minutes. It’s been three days since I woke up and found myself with other ponies. Five days since I’d learned I apparently now had a sister I couldn’t remember. Five days since finding out I was in my estrus cycle.

I whimper as I feel my snatch wink again, demanding I tend to it, but am unable to do so.

This is torture. Why did Discord have to turn me into a mare in the first place? And why the bloody hell did he make sure I was in heat when he did. From what Kind Heart has told me, I shouldn’t be in heat since Heat Season wasn’t til spring and it was currently early autumn. So, why the hell was I in heat?

“Well, don’t look at me.”

My head snaps to my right to see the dragonequus laying on the bed next to me, his arms behind his heat.

I glare at him. “And why shouldn’t I? You fused me with Flash, then turned me into a mare in heat!”

He tutted. “No. I only turned you into a mare. The fact that you’re in heat is something you can thank the changelings for.”

I open my mouth to retort, but pause. “What?”

Discord sniffs, sticking his nose in the air. By that I mean he literally took his nose off and hung it in the air... while still having it on his face? “All I did was speed up what the changelings were going to do to you anyway. It was going to happen eventually, even if they never found you.”

I blink, staring at him. “Wh... wha?”

Discord sighs, looking a little bored already. “I’ll spell it out for you. You were already changing before you escaped. The metamorphosis would have happened even without my interference. It would, however, have been long and painful as your body changed to its new gender. By speeding up the process, I saved you the pain. You're welcome,” he finished, a bit of sarcasm entering his tone.

I remain still for several moments, letting his words sink in. The changelings had already started turning me into a female? Had that been why I had that headache when I came to as Flash? It was my body’s response to the change occurring within it?

I frown, looking to him. “If the headache was because I was slowly turning into a mare, why is my head still pounding?”

It was. My head hasn’t stopped feeling like someone is banging symbols inside it since I’d first woken as Flash. If it was from the change from male to female, how come it was still present?

Discord gives a smirk, one I really didn’t like. “I don’t remember saying the headache was from you shift from male to female.”

Before I could ask further, he vanished.

I glower at the bed he’d been laying on, before slumping back in my bed and closing my eyes, massaging my forehead with the hoof from my not-broken foreleg.

A sudden jolt from my nethers makes me whimper. The good thing about Discord is he’d distracted me from my heat. Now, it was again the only thing I could really think about.

I hate my life.

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“You holding up okay, Flash?” one of the female guards asks as we trudge up the road towards Canterlot, the male guards staying far at the back of the group.

I make a small noise, but don’t say anything.

It’s been over two weeks since I woke up as Flash, only to wind up a rule 63ed version of him. Once I’d recovered enough to be moved, the male guards, who’d thankfully been keeping their distance from me after that ass who pretty much raped me, had made a stretcher of sorts. It was pretty much a bed that could be carried, ensuring my injuries wouldn’t be made worse as we moved.

I was thankful we hadn’t run into any changelings along the way, those I could likely attest that to Discord using his magic to divert them whenever they came within range of us.

I had no doubt he was watching over our group. I could even swear to see him a few times, or at least his eyes, through some foliage. He’d wink, then vanish.

My non-broken legs weren’t hurting as much anymore and my broken legs were doing far better. Had I been human, I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t have healed so much by now. Didn’t I once read a fic where someone said pegasi heal quickly due to their Pegasus magic?

A fair while later, we make it into Canterlot. The streets are clear, though many ponies are hanging around, all watching our procession as we move by.

Many of them look at me with great pity and I feel like the air itself is filled with it. I honestly can’t say if I don’t deserve it. Even if I did know I wasn’t Flash originally, I was him... well, her now, with no memories aside from what I knew from the show. I pretty much was your basic case of someone who doesn’t know who they are.

However, I noted how every male looked at me with a glint in their eyes, their nostrils flaring as well as a feeling in the air that made me shudder for reasons I couldn’t explain. They were smiling my heat.

I cursed Chrysalis with every fibre of my being. It was her fault this was happening. Discord may be the reason I myself am experiencing it, but she started it all.

By the time we reached the palace, along with the crowd that had followed behind us, I just wanted to find somewhere to hide and not speak with anypony.

As we walked through the doors and they closed behind us, however, a short caused my head to shoot up.

“Big brother!”

An orange blur shot towards me, leaping into the air and slamming into me. I fall onto my back, wincing at the pain from my still injured body.

At once though, I become aware of sobbing. I lift my head and see what barreled into me... my eyes widening for a moment before they saddened at the sight.

An orange Pegasus filly with a purple mane and tail and a blare flank was clinging to my chest, her body jerking with sobs. “I-I-I thought I’d never see you again,” she blubbered, rubbing her head into my fur.

There’s another fan theory proved, I guess. Scootaloo and Flash Sentry are siblings.

“Hey... Scoots,” I say, the words feeling hollow on my tongue. They aren’t the words of her sibling. They’re the words of a stranger.

It’s now that Scootaloo looks to my face. Her expression turns to a frown of confusion. She pulls back a bit, looking at me with a cocked head.

“Um... you are Flash, right?” she asked with uncertainty in her voice.

I look down, sighing. “Yeah, Scoots. I am.”

Her frown deepens. “But... my brother’s a guy. How come you’re a mare?”

A scowl comes over my face as I look away. “You can thank that bucking Changeling Queen for this.” Did I just say bucking?

Scootaloo’s frown becomes confused again. “Huh? Why? What did the changelings have to do with you becoming a mare?”

I laugh darkly, turning to her. “She wanted to marry me and make me a broodmare.”

Her frown of confusion became just confusion. “What’s a broodmare?”

I would scold myself for informing such a young filly about such a topic, but I’m too tired. “She wanted to make me give her babies. Lots of babies.”

Scootaloo processes this for a moment, before her eyes widen in horror and her mouth hangs open. “She was going to use you as a baby factory.”

“Not quite how I’d have worded it, but yeah,” I say, shaking my head. “If the guards hadn’t found me when they did, I’d have been recaptured and taken to their hive.”

“That horrible...” Scootaloo begins to say, but I give her a look, pretty sure she was about to swear. “Sorry.”

I sigh, shaking my head. “If there’s anypony who should be apoligizing, Scoots... it’s me.”

This makes her look at me with confusion again. “You? Why?”

I close my eyes and lower my head in shame. “I... I don’t remember anything about being your brother. I... I didn’t even know I was your brother until I saw you. Those damn changelings. Because of them, I can’t remember anything!”

It's true, technically. If not for the changelings, Scootaloo would still have her big brother and I’d still be back on Earth as a normal human being.

Scootaloo looks at me with those big, purple eyes and it breaks my heart seeing the hurt in them. “You... you don’t remember being my brother? You don’t remember... anything?”

Tears slide down my muzzle as I give a single nod. “I’m so, so sorry, Scoots.”

The filly rushes forward again, hugging my barrel. “No!” she sobs, shaking as she holds onto me, the only being I can really think of as family anymore. “It’s not your fault! It’s their fault! You don’t have to apologize.”

I hesitate, before wrapping my better foreleg around her and hold her close. I can feel a warmth coming from her... and it’s making me feel better. I haven’t felt anything like it since I first came to Equestria. It was like the warmth I’d gotten from the female guards and Nurse Kind Heart, but so much stronger.

We stay that way for a while.

“Um... Flash?” the small filly’s voice is muffled by my fur.

“Yeah, Scoots?”

“Does this make you my big sister now?”

I suddenly feel a tightness in my chest and pull her closer. Scootaloo’s lost her brother. But I’ll make sure she never loses her sister.

“Flash!”

My head jerks up at the voice that called my name. Another blur is coming towards me, this one purple.

Oh, this is gonna hurt.

It did. A lot.

A lavender mare immediately identifiable as Twilight Sparkle slams into me, meaning I find myself one again on my back.

“Flash!” she wailed, wrapping her forelegs around my tightly.

I open my mouth to tell her that, as touching as it is that she is so happy to see me, she’s squashing Scootaloo between us. However, I don’t get farther than opening my mouth.

At once the warm feeling I’d gotten when Scootaloo hugged me hits me again, only this time it’s like a train made of the feeling slams into me.

I’m barely able to acknowledge the overwhelming warmth coming from Twilight, before the whole world goes black.

Author's Note

Finally got chapter two of this one out.

Hmm. wonder what's happening to Flash/Flare?

I wonder how she'll deal with her heat. It being her very first, i highly doubt it's going to be easy for her.

And why'd she suddenly faint like that?

You're gonna have to wait til next chapter to find out.

Hope you enjoyed this chapter and, til next time, later everypony