As I limp out of the waiting area, I can't help but notice the way a few of the ponies look at me with malice. I mean, It's not like I just finished up an impossible fight or anything like that. I can't imagine some scrawny character coming in and beating the shit out of some big guy. But than again, they don't have Twilight as a caretaker. Though I have this funny feeling they wouldn't be here if they were under her care. Anyway. A lot of these humans don't seem to have the body for surviving what I have been through. Yet it's still hard for me to fight them in the ring.

I look at Rainbowdash who is currently walking with such a prideful stride and puffed out chest, she doesn't even notice the dirty looks from all her predecessors. It's also a wonder she doesn't suffocate herself within her own pride and ego. I saw her get a saddle full of bits and even before that she pranced around me boasting of my strength and moves to all the others sitting around in the arena. I don't care how she puts it, I could have easily lost that fight as I've won it. In my world, someone so cocky would be eating their own teeth right about now.

But whatever. This is the pony world. A land of peace and semi happiness for those who aren't slaves. A land of ever changing ways and attitudes towards one another. Makes me wonder if there's pony on pony violence. There probably is on the low low.

"I'm telling you champ! You'll be the talk of the town in no time! We'll get you patched up by the best nurse around! I'll have you out there and ripping throats out in no time!"

I can only roll my eyes at this notion. I really don't want to go back out there, but its for the cause of mine. Slightly for Twilight as well, but it's only a matter of time before she's out of the picture. Same with Rainbowdash and all the others, but I have a feeling I'll need to make sure Rainbowdash gets her wings clipped before I can properly get rid of her. Maybe I can use her ego to keep her grounded.

We exit out of the waiting area and back out on to the main strip. I really hate walking for this long. It's really gyrating my leg wrong. I can stand the pain, I just don't want my leg healing the wrong way. I don't think I can walk around with a backwards facing leg. Or kick, or fight, or... actually you know what. I probably wouldn't even be able to survive.

A couple of passersby give me a curious look. I don't blame them based on my beaten up look, but staring is just plain rude. Even some of the none human slaves exchange a few words and glances towards my direction. Either I've become famous, or they've never seen a beaten up man before. I'm pretty sure they've never seen a beat up man before based upon how clean and shaven their slaves look. Either that or they don't fight as hard as I do. Or their masters don't force them into dangerous fights like mine.

Our walk takes us by a bunch of different shops I didn't even know existed. I've seen some around Ponyville back when I used to get let out for a while or when I got to see the outside world from a window or something, but the shops around here touch nothing I've seen of the others. There's shops tailored made for each type of race. There are shops for both slave and master, though a lot of them seem to be slave trading and uh... pleasure trading. I'm not sure what type of pleasure they're offering out, but I'm sure I can live without it. I'm sure it's not even all that great and, by the looks of those satisfied slavers and stallions, I think that I get a good idea on what type of pleasure they're offering.

"Don't worry. If you become the champion of the tourney champ, I'll give you more than just some cheap pleasure. Applejack probably have some finer mates than those guys." Rainbowdash says noticing my wavering glance in the direction of such sex affiliated stores.

I shake my head and keep quiet. I don't want a mate. Well, not now at least. Maybe when all of this blows over and I'm happy and content with how this world is, maybe than I'll find a mate. For now, my privates will stay as they are. Private.

Or at least as private as they can be with Twilight examinations and such.

Screaming and a loud crash catches my attention. I change my mind's processing feature to what lays in front of me. Which is currently a teal unicorn with a yellow mane and dirt clung to his coat. He's currently on his face and looking mighty pissed. He rises and spins around with such sharpness that I'm surprised he didn't give himself whiplash.

"Listen up limp dick! Don't you ever, ever threaten me like that! I also took care of your little human problem. You'll find her head in the garbage out back!" Some female yells as he starts to cower before her.

The last bit of her words hit him like a freight train as his face goes from fearful to utter destruction. He starts to babble out a couple of words, but she's deaf to whatever reason he has to say. Honestly, I never knew I could be so intimidated by a Griffin with neon green highlights in her hair. Her feathers are also a red and orange hue that goes well with her peach coat. I haven't seen many griffins, but this one has to be the most colorful that I've ever seen.

What happens next would explain why he would go to such a crazy looking creature. Two pegasi come up behind him and put their wings over his back. One whispers something into his ear and the Unicorn starts screaming bloody murder. He tries to get away, but no one helps him as the Pegasi take him to the ground and drag him away.

"Another bad deal..." Rainbowdash says glaring towards the Unicorn being carried off, "I'm glad we've got you a good sponsor or else... Never mind. Just don't think about it too much and try not to piss the griffin off unless you want both of your heads separated from your body."

I feel a shiver run up my spine. Not a shiver of cold, or excitement, or any other feeling I feel on a normal days basis. No. This shiver is colder than anything and hits me straight to the core. It is pure fear of walking into the shop and being treated on by some Griffin like her. Both of my heads off of my body. Yeesh. It's like a story you would hear from a man trying to scare you straight.

I give her a fearful look to say that I'm not so sure about going into this place if this is where she wants me to get healed up. I think she might be a abuser of my kind if I look at her in the dark light that she dwells under. I mean, I could be wrong. But I think I'd rather find that out by somebody else other than personal experience.

Unfortunately, Rainbowdash decides to tug me along any how despite my silent protests and tugging away from her. In all my life living in this god forsaken world, I have only gotten to know two things that are always true. One, the rulers of this world are basically gods. And two, no matter how doped and strong I become, I may never overcome the sheer strength of Applejack and Rainbowdash.

I believe that they're actually not ponies at all, but aliens disguised as ponies. Even as she yanks on my arm through the forbidding red door of the small building, My head can't grasp around the thought that such creature is still stronger than me despite everything. I should probably look through the notes Twilight has given me, but I doubt they'll say anything about those two showing weird behavior. But I guess that's beside the point as I'm dragged in.

Oh well. I always imagined that my death would be by the effects of a overdose on something. Not by a needle stabbed into me by some crazed Griffin. May what ever force above me protect me for once.

Inside the shop is... well... better than what I expected to be honest. Inside of the place, despite the dirty outside, is a fish tank that goes all along the wall on the right side. Tables and chairs take up the space in the middle of the room where a couple of patrons sit down and wait their turn into the back area which is kept hidden away behind a wall and a black door that's marked with Nurse Grif. I hope that's her name and not some elaborate pun.

Nurse Grif, despite how we just saw her, is nowhere in the waiting room and I can't hear anything other than the soft music that's playing low in our area. I hope if someone is being tortured back there, despite how nice all this looks, I hope they have the common courtesy to leave behind some time of warning before I get too far.

Than again, that would be asking for too much.

Rainbow takes a seat near on of the corners and seems to scope the people in here out. KInd of like what she does whenever I'm about to go out and fight. I don't waste my time on trying to figure out everyone around me, mostly because they'll ether wind up dead or theirs no point to it. Anyway, she look different doing it in here actually. Almost like she's concerned about something.

Nah! What would she be concerned with? Abusers of slaves? She's be a hypocrite if she was.

No. I'm sure she's just trying to figure out who we've seen in the Arena's waiting area and who we might see in there. I wouldn't blame her. Knowing what type of healer you have for your human can bring up some good sabotage ideas. than again, it's not my place to say. I'm just simply the fighter and she leave all the politics to my master. Well... I guess I have one true master, but I'm going to start getting pawned off. So would that make it masters or... More importantly, wouldn't I have to call them mistresses? Or is that simply for...

Thoughts for later.

Our wait doesn't take too long much to my thankfulness. The stream of patients is pretty fast as they stream in and out of the area behind the door. Some leave satisfied while others leave not so fulfilled. Either way, only that one guy makes any complaint. Which is better for us since I'm starting to get worried about how my leg will look after all of this is over. Nurse Grif comes out and points towards us and motions for us to follow. We do so happily and go down a hallway of doors and windows. She takes us a bit down the hallway till about the fifth door on the right and has us sit down inside. She walks out and leaves us to our own devices.

"Hey... I know you're probably nervous about this, but trust me. I wouldn't bring you here if she wasn't good at her job. Though I warn you. She can be a bit... eccentric. I've only heard good things about her though from my friend, Gilda." She says taking a seat next to the patient chair, "Though she can get a little eccentric herself, so I'm not all too surprised."

Well I don't know who this Gilda character is, but I'm sure I'll wind up hating both the doctor and Gilda if I meet her. One reason is because of this... patient char? Can I even say that this is a chair? Sure it might be designed better than most chairs I've seen to hold Humans, but is this really necessary? It's like a cross breed of a operating table and a chair. It's got cushions and a back, but it also has a head restraint and wrist restraints. Like jeez. This chair is going to force you to relax whether you want to or not.

Our wait time is spent in silence. For whatever reason. It's not like I didn't have anything to talk about. Alone with Rainbowdash, I could've asked her a dime a dozen questions. Yet, I couldn't bring any of them up at the current moment for some reason. They're on the tip of my tongue, but now doesn't seem like the time or place for such trying words to be said. After all, who knows when miss eccentric will walk in.

Silence reigns until the door opens to reveal the Griffin a few minutes later. Well... I shouldn't say the Griffin since it's not the same one. Oh no. This one has an all natural coat, wing color, and top color of yellowish orange. This one also has on some type of white lab coat I've seen Twilight put on on a few occasions. When asked why she would put on such a thing, her simple answer would be to make sure I fear every doctor I come across. Other times it would because I look good in it. Of course that never stuck to me as much as the drugs hade made me more... lucid to such things. Than the second part is hardly anything I can comment on. All these damn horses look to the same too me.

She enter the room with such an elegant stride in her steps that I wouldn't have guessed belonged to a Griffin based on my first impression. Her head stays low as if shy and a gentleness rests in her eyes. I don't see a single hint of eccentricness in her at all. I don't see how her mood can do a 360 at all on me. Man, she looks like a complete pushover. Almost like that yellow Pegasus.

She begins asking Rainbowdash a few questions as she sits down in a rolling chair with now back and that's when I decide to zone out to my own thoughts. As much as I'd like to hear what she think is wrong with me, I highly doubt she'll get everything right since it's not me answering these questions. I would happily oblige, but I'm on a no talking smart like in public rule. It's been in effect for quite a while now. I was never sure why, but I just rolled with it since every other human was like this. I mean, its not like I could ask them without getting some more unnecessary scolding and such because I was curious. Of course that wouldn't be the first, but those are thoughts that should remain in the past. I wonder if that's written down in those notes she gave me. I wouldn't doubt it since she records everything during my black out and such.

Speaking of note taking, that clipboard has a lot of paper on it. Is that all for information on me? I remember faintly of doctors keeping documents on patients incase they came back in, but I don't think I'll be... pfft. Who am I kidding!? Of course I'll wind up back here for something of the same degree or even more so. Only because of how pathetic I am at times.

Oh well.

Besides the point. I see she has some rather personal stuff written down as well. She doesn't even glance my way as I try to make out some of the stuff she's putting down. Not all of it seems to be about me. She seems to be writing some stuff about Rainbowdash as well.. but I don't know why. It's not like bitch rainbow is very interesting. I notice her eyes glance in my direction. I see a certain... spark? Strange...

"Would you mind if I operate on the Human alone? They always tend to act up when the master is around because they're usually scared of making a noise of pain where they may be injured. This could be more serious than you've already described." She says politely as she stands up, "If you don't allow it I can understand."

Rainbowdash snorts and stands up.

"I'm sure he'd never let me hear even a eep out of his mouth if he can help it when it comes to stuff like this. In the ring he's perfectly fine with it because he knows I can't here him during it. So be my guess. Do play nice with her. I'd hate to have to report any bad news back to Twilight. I'm sure you'd dislike it too. A way lot more than me. You don't get too many good Griffin these days either too." She says as she walks out of the room as well as shutting the door behind her.

Sheesh. Who taught her that new trick? I'd wish she'd perform that trick more often for me. See the incredibly annoying Rainbowdash actually close doors! What a great pitch.

I look towards the Griffin as she regards me. Huh... I don't think I've ever gotten a name out of her yet. Or has Rainbowdash already done that? Pfft. As if I would know! I guess that's what I get for never paying attention enough. Maybe I should look into getting one of those note things that Twilight uses. Write down what's going on to examine later and... nah. That already sounds too... ponyish.

The Griffin walks around me all the while looking me up and down. It's like she's expecting something from me. Something to happen? I'm not really sure what she's waiting for. If she wants to examine me, she sure is doing something weird. I always remembered that examinations were always a physical thing. A really physical thing. Sometimes too physical... Or is that just Twilight?

She stops as she nears her table and turns around to it. She takes the paper and set it aside for some more paper. She starts writing some things down before asking something that really catches me by surprise.

"So... Are you one of those Alpha Humans? The ones that can talk?"

I can only cock my eyebrow at that. Why the world would she ask if I could talk? Of course I can talk! Every Human can talk, but that damn master's whip prevents us from saying anything. And what's this about an Alpha Human? What are we!? Bea...

... I don't like where my thoughts are going now... the experimentations and potions can turn a Human into a beast sure if they don't have enough of a will, but I don't think... No... those in the arena... But... would that mean... Oh god... No no no no no! I will not accept that! My plan relies on thoughts not like those!

"Well?" She asks turning towards me with a bored and cold expression. Her words dripping with all to familiar tone.

Disappointment.

Her voice pisses me off... it almost reminds me of Twilight's voice back during the first weeks or so after the experimentations started waning down. God did I hate those damn questions and

"I guess you're just another beast from here aren't ya?"

"Shut the fuck up!" I yell hating how her voice is gyrating my gears. Especially when I have to hear such cold and expressionless words at home.

Oh god... I'm calling that place my home... I'm sicker than I thought I was. Soon... soon... remember.

I stare angrily at her as her dead expression does a complete three sixty into a giant smile. She shoots up to her claws and immediately invades my privacy, much to my disliking. I lean back to gain a bit more personal space before she turns back around and starts writing in her notes about me and the words I just used. Boy oh boy... have I gotten myself into another crazy situation.

Oh well. I'll let Twilight handle collateral damage after this one. For now, I better use the time I have for whatever this mess she's talking about.

"So what in the world do you mean Alpha and Beta Human huh? All Humans are the same thank you very much. We're just smart enough not to put up a fight in a place where we obviously don't have the upper hand. Though, with some of the powers I've seen. If I can figure out a way to get all the humans together... Well... I guess you don't have to worry about that. And I trust you not to breath a word to anyone. I have some very resilient skin and a even more resilient will to kill and maim things that get in my way." Not a complete lie, but hey. Intimidation is always a nice route in places like this, "Anyway. Sure some of them space off like they-"

"Don't have a mind of their own?" She says finishing up for me, "And that's because they don't. Now. I guess I should be the one to tell you that what you assumed were all of your race of Humans, is wrong. Any idea that you could make a sentient creature out of them, are wrong. They are nothing more but cattle that ponies try to use in order to make fake Alpha Humans for recreational purposes. Though if they're good enough, they do take them into Celestia's army or Luna's army. Cadence tends to stay away from Human for their appearance. Now. As you can guess by the conversation, Alpha Humans are like you. Sentient and from another world. Another time. Beta Humans are the fakes." She says without missing a single beat.

I... I think my heart just cracked their for a bit. Than again, she could be lying to me. What's to make me believe that all this time of being here and plotting has been for nothing! That all of those times I've spent denying, fighting, and waiting for the moment of success has utterly meant nothing because all the humans wouldn't understand what I'm saying! Ha what a joke! Hilarious!

...

Right?

... than why am I crying?

"Whoa... hey there big fellow. You alright?" She asks as she turns to probably speak more.

I can't really answer that one. I don't think I can be alright after that news. Why hadn't Twilight... because that would give me purpose to...

"Damn it all!" I yell, "Damn it... all..."

"Are you... crying? Oh god... I'm sorry I thought you would want to... I mean... it only seemed fair if I gave you the truth."

I place my head in my hands. Great. Now what? Should I just give up or? No... Giving up was never my ideal method. I'll just come up with a new plan. Better, greater, and much more independent. I need to strike at the strongest source by myself, but there is no way to get to her. I guess a few more years in the world to work it out will suffice... Damn... I thought I finally had something going after so long. Heh... You never could rely on the Human race to do something grand and be fully co-operative. It's just like us... a bunch of dumb animals.

Well I'll rise above it. I'm an Alpha Human after all. One of them at least. That means there are more just like me from my world. Or at least I can only safely assume so. The army huh... I guess that could be what Twilight is trying to get me ready for, but why no powers? Why only such physical strength and resistance to magic? She could do so much more and I know. So many questions are piling up, but only despair remains in my head.

"Its... its fine. You've made me realize how ridiculous my original plan was... You've brought up some questions have for my mistress which will most likely end me up being more scared than usual. Or maybe something more. Maybe my death if I'm lucky enough. No... I'm never that lucky."

She stays completely silent as tears fall silently down my face. I hate the world so much more now that I used to. All the lies and secrets... I want them to stop. And they'll stop with Twilight. I'm sure of it. I'll make sure of it.

"Hey... lets... lets keep this between me and you alright? I'd... I'd like to get this over with alright?" I say never lifting my head from the floor.

I'm not sure if she nodded or did something, but she complies anyway. Something I'll probably never see again.

Author's Note

Staying strong even in the face of defeat.