The Arena

by Groupiegatalo

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Alternate Universe, Human, Twilight Sparkle, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Rainbow Dash
Length: 30706

The arena, as the crowd of people who walk by my cage of a home, is where they like to keep us "liberated from a horrible destiny" creatures in order to keep us away from such a horrid fate. So instead, they make us fight for money and enjoyment.

The grand arena of Equestria. It a very fine symbol of power, money, and history. Over the years, such fine warriors have battled within those ancient walls for so many different reasons. In the older times they were used to settle disputes between houses. Later they were used as a type of enjoyment to watch criminals fight for their lives. Now they are used as a gambling place for pride, honor, and social status.
The grand arena of Equestria houses so many different creatures that fight against one another because that had been saved from the fate that was laid on them without their knowing. These saved creatures see no fault in this since they can not die within the walls on the magically protected place.
Every creature has a master that cares from them outside of the arena. If they aren't taken care of, they will die just like anything else. Or if the master isn't satisfied with their performance...
But this story isn't about the arena itself. It's about a certain unlucky fellow who gets placed inside of the arena as a little... experiment.
(Writing this as a one chapter thing unless people want to see some more chapters of this. Just an idea rattling around in my brain.)

Published 2015-08-11 15:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2016-02-14 19:35:26 UTC

First Day

Author's Note

Something I war writing when I wasn't working on Natural World. I thought about making it a series, but I figured it would've been better off as a ones hot thing. If people want more chapters I'll just turn it into a short story or something.

First Day

I woke up with the grogginess of my mind still present from last time I was awake. Drugged? Most likely. I crack open my eyes slowly and try to get adjusted to this new concept of light being on me. It's been a long while since I saw or felt such intense light. Perhaps the sun? I'd doubt it honestly. Haven't seen the sun in ages. Yet it's warm touches sometimes still linger within my mind.

I try to force myself up, but find it a lot harder to do than all the other times I've tried. Well, other than the first time they decided to knock me out. I give a grunt and sigh in frustration. Looks like I'm not getting up for a while. Oh boy... can't wait to see what she's going to do to me this time. Maybe she'll feed me some more of those ever changing oats. Gods I hate the stuff... Sure it helps me survive just a little bit everyday, but boy oh boy does it get old.

Maybe I'll get off easy seeing as I probably don't even have the strength to feel any pain right now. I may be undergoing some experiment right now and not even know it. Hell, she could even be in the room watching me seeing what the effects of her latest invention has on me. I still remember that long needle sliding into my neck with that strange blue fluid following right behind it.

I would shake my head to get rid of the image if I could. It seems I have control over my voice and breathing, but moving is out of the question for now. Perhaps I can get her attention from all the way down here.

"Hey! I can't feel my body! If you're taking notes again, put that down along with giving me a cure if you don't want me to be late." I yell up to the cement ceiling.

... Cement? How the hell does cement get inside of a tree? Actually, no. When did she even move me? Well of course I wouldn't know seeing as I've been drugged for the umpteenth million time. Gods. I'm starting to lose my senses here. That should've been the first thing I noticed. Well I haven't been moved from place to place ever since I left that giant castle place

Well, seeing as I'm no longer in the house, I guess I'll just wait it out. See what happens. Just like all the other times. Again, I would shake my head if I could. After what seems like hours of waiting, I hear what sounds like rusted metal on rusted metal opening followed by yelling and screaming, more metal, and two voices that I have become well accustomed to.

"I don't know about this Rainbow Dash... he hasn't been taking to the experiments too well as of late. I keep trying to regulate the power output, but I don't think that he would survive something pushing him above his capability. I think if I was to run a few more tests..." A nerdy woman starts to speak followed by the clopping of hooves.

"Twilight!" Another woman with a more sporty attitude as well as eagerness in her voice, "Enough with the science and testing! We need to put this guy into action! The only way we can do that is by doing a field test! Besides, what's the worse that could happen."

"He could explode from the inside out, he could vomit up his guts, catch fire from inside out, failure of organs, lost of-" She rambles on.

I drown out their conversation knowing already that this is going to go well. Whenever those two are together talking about field experiments, it usually ends with me on the ground with weapons in my face and a very angry looking pair with murder in their eyes. I'm still surprised I'm not dead after the electric punishment I had to under go. That really let me know that my so called owner knows what she's doing. Even with the lack of information of my anatomy. Though that isn't a problem anymore as of late.

Suddenly the feeling of my muscle start coming back to me and I can taste something metallic in my mouth. I put myself back into reality to realize that those purple eyes are looking down at me while she holds some long tube into my mouth. She pulls it out and turns to, only assuming, to her friend and nods.

"Alright champ! Rise and shine or do I have to knock you out of that bed!" The sporty one practically yells into my ears.

I groan and rise up as I start to feel pain raise through my muscles. Things were so much more peaceful before all the experimentation happened. I actually almost felt like I had when I first arrived, well, first was before I was forced into this world and into the hands of a mad pony. I look at the purple horse, or pony as she has corrected me to say, and wonder why she's looking completely nervous. She's even wearing clothes for once when around me. Her torso is covered in a purple shirt with a giant star on the front and black pants that hug her lower section surprisingly well. It really accents her muscle that she doesn't have.

As for her friend. She's sporting a similar shirt except with a blue shirt instead. Same pants as well, but unlike my master she has muscles to show off. I've learned that they aren't for show very fast. Her and her butt buddy both hit very very hard. A lesson I will never forget.

I stand and wonder If I've gotten bigger of late. Oddly enough the ponies only come up to my chest now instead of my chin.

"Now we're talking! Look at him Twilight! He's a lot bigger and I bet a lot stronger now!" The blue pegasus, I still have a hard time believing I'm still alive because of her, says flapping her wings that stick out the back of her shirt through hastily cut holes. I can tell because I've seen what hasty looks like on more than just shirts. Though I do have to say that her rainbow hair doesn't go too well with what she's wearing. Not like it matters anyway.

"Yeah well. It didn't increase his brain at all. I still don't think this is a good idea Rainbow Dash." Twilight says shuffling her hooves, "Plus I don't even need to do this. I have Celestia and the other princesses that can happily lend me none essential humans for this."

"Look. He's alive, standing, and looks a bit pissed that you called him stupid." Rainbow Dash says flying up a bit, "Plus, I'm sure he wants to hit anything to relieve a little stress."

"You have no idea..." I say wanting to punch, kick, and kill the both of them.

I don't remember ever being so violent before she gave me that damned red pill. She said it's good for you and I shook my head to tell her I didn't trust her. I couldn't tell her no because she had my mouth wide open with that freaky magic of hers. God... a purple unicorn and a blue pegasus. I once thought I was high while here in my early days. It didn't go well. In fact, that actually caused my first near death experience.

"What do you even want me for? Where the hell are we?" I ask trying to clear my throat. I sound so gruff and my throat feels kind of dry. Side effects I often experience.

"Manners." Twilight says as her horn glows and I feel fire spreading through my body from my head down.

It doesn't hurt, but it's enough to let me know to watch what I say or else it will hurt. I'm not very good at doing that though. I'm slightly better than what I was during the training days, but I'm still no good these days. I know how to keep my mouth closed, but being in this type of situation makes everything in my head scream to talk back. A lot of the times, which I mean all the times, it gets me in more trouble than it's worth. I nod my head at the glaring unicorn. She coughs and turns towards what I assume to be a gate. Magic opens the way out and releases an onslaught of noise to my ears. I cover them up quickly with my hands to only have Twilight drag me forward with a conjured purple line leading to my neck. What's even worse is she ties my hands behind my back with her magic as well so I can't protect my ears. I hate that bitch.

I keep walking forward hopping to get this over with as fast as we can so I don't have to suffer this any longer. A bunch of ponies and different creatures walk around both slaves, like myself, and free. I can sympathize with some of these creatures. The ones being pulled and shoved. But the ones sitting and acting like they're the kings and queens of all the slaves. I wish I could put them in their place. I guess Rainbow Dash can see my glares and flies up to me.

"Don't worry. You'll get your chance soon enough." She whispers in my ear.

The sad part is I feel happy about that. I know I shouldn't, but I'm pretty sure these experiments have changed my mind and how it works. Hell, most times I find myself thinking about ripping every living thing around me to part and feasting on it's flesh. Sometimes I'm pretty sure I'm no longer human anymore. Whatever they have done to me, I know for sure there is no cure.

The crowds soon disappear as we enter a guarded white door that leads into a narrow corridor. Rainbow Dash walks behind me while Twilight takes point. Another door on the opposite side leads out into a room full of unicorns and nothing but human slaves. They see Twilight and some get nervous while a few only scoff. Even more eye me up. Same goes for the humans as well. One I'm not looking forward to meeting face to face is the one with rippling muscle with a mask over his face that glows green. Yeah... not the type of guy I want to meet in a dark room. But it is truly something to go from hardly seeing any of your race to seeing a bunch of your race. I had wandered why I rarely saw any of my kind, so now I might get my answer.

"I don't like this Rainbow Dash..." Twilight says starting to back out of the room.

"You can't be like that Twilight." Rainbow Dash whispers walking confidently through the room, "You got to have more confidence. Plus. They don't have your brain and my training methods."

Twilight goes silent as she continues forcing me through the room. I'm pretty sure I know what they have planned for me and all the others of my race here. I'm not too pleased about it either. But hey, I've done all I can to fight back. It just means nothing now a days when they can just zap a bomb in ya whenever they please. I only wish I was joking about that.

Twilight stops us near a stand as Rainbow Dash walks up to a counter. Papers are passed and words are exchanged before she comes back to us. I wasn't concerned about that though. Didn't cross my thoughts about wondering and seeing what they were talking about. Nope. My thought are all on the stuff going on around me as well as all the people around me.

The closest human near me is some guy slightly smaller than me with spikey green hair that seems to have electricity spark popping out of it. Oddly enough the electricity seems to match his hair color. He dawns a ripped up yellow shirt with a warning symbol on it and white shorts that show off his athletic legs. They're also a lot smoother compared to my hairy legs. They figured they'd just let me grow out my hair for weather purposes. Of course it was a pain when they had their little dessert experiments and they could never get the sand out of my hair. So now every so often they cut down on all of my hair across my body.

The guys looks at me and his green eyes are so unnatural. They're like a super bright green and seem to be locked so far away. It's like he's looking past me and into the distant future. My distant future. For all I know he probably is. This guys honestly looks like he's seen some serious shit before. He's got scars that goes across his forehead and neck. Whip markings and parts of his peach, more like rotten peach, skin has giant splotches of pure black spots. War is hell isn't it buddy?

I look away, mostly because this guy is starting to freak me out, and try to find something else to occupy my mind. I mean, he reminds me of someone trying to get high off of bath salts and succeeding. I know results may very, but may the gods bless him. I'm glad I got off with what I got seeing as how he is as well as a couple of other are practically walking zombies hardly held together. Some of these pour souls are missing limbs, finger, and probably even organs if I had x-ray vision to check. I look down at Twilight and she seems as disturbed as I do as she looks around at all the other humans. Either that or she's hiding behind a mask to not tip me off that they've given her all sort of ideas to enact on upon me. Experiments that she'll have to repeat over and over again either because she wants better data or because it's fun.

After what feels like hours of waiting and watching ponies and their slaves be called up and leave out of a door at the far end of the room, Twilight hears her name be called along with mine. I grimace as I don't recall people or ponies coming back through this way. Well, if this is in fact the end of me....

Better late than never. I mean come on! This should've happened so much sooner than later! There's probably like a million and one ways I've could've died before this and yet here I am! I hope this puts me down or else I'm going to be seriously pissed. I'm still going to resist, because that's the type of person I am, in order to die with a as much pride as I can have. Given that that really isn't much.

I walk behind Twilight with my head held high. Because why not? If I'm going to face my death, like all the other times, than I at least want my head to be up high and with no regrets. Well, except for never seeing home again. I think that one might follow me beyond the grave. I hope I come back as a ghost so I can haunt Twilight for the rest of her life. Knowing her she probably has some ghost repellent or spell ready just in case. She always seems to be prepared for something when it comes to me. She's probably future proofed everything in that damned basement by now.

I stumble back as I feel something hit me in the stomach. I back up and glare forward at Twilight as she regards me with both an upset and worried look. What she got to be worried about? Not like she's being sent on some random experiment. I still have no idea what I'm doing and I don't feel like asking to only get back a generic answer like: Don't worry about it, or it's a surprise.

"Get your head out of the clouds champ! Only Pegasi belong up there!" Rainbow Dash says giving me a hard jab in the side. I mean, like a hard jab. I swear I heard something snap.

I wince against the pain, intended or not still hurt, and look around where we are. We're currently standing in a dome like room with weapons lining the walls as well as what could be considered armor. It's not really much, but hey any bit is a good bit right? Twilight is levitating a sword in front of me and places it at my waist. Well it's good to see she's smart enough not to trust me with untying my hand with so many weapons around. I'd certainly use them against her. Even if she just melted them all. Plus the walls are made of metal as well behind them. If I did she'd probably just teleport and poison me or something see as this place probably has no ventilation.

"Good luck..." She barely whispers as the two leave the room. When the door closes my hand are released from their bond.

I stretch out and walk around the room. The armor might not protect much, but it's fancy as hell. I'd have to give it that. I unsheathe the sword to find it weighted towards the pommel. I can tell because when I swing it I have to apply counter pressure not to lose myself in the swing. I look through the other weapons to see if there's anything else I could use. Against the wall near where the sword was is two daggers with green jewels attached to the bottom of them. I place the sword back, horrible thing, and take the daggers. Sure they might not work well in stopping an attack, but if I catch someone by surprise.

A loud buzzing noise sounds before all the weapons and armor get locked away by a giant metal wall. The floor shoots up and I fall to a knee as I go sailing up. Who boy. Glad I hadn't eaten anything in a while. When the floor stops I drop to my hand and knees. I'm still inside of the dome, mostly metal and glass now, and can see up into the sky do to the now noticed glass roof. It's a beautiful thing with clouds and animals floating across it. It puts a smile on my face as I get back up to my feet. I shake out my limbs and walk through the opened doorway ready to find out what this little test of hers is. Like I haven't already guessed.

I walk out right into a battle area with a million ponies and other creatures or so watching me. First thought, why the hell. Second thought, Why the hell am I'm surprised. Third thought, I hope it isn't that mask guy.

I stop gawking at the crowd and look across from me. There's a chick loaded down in armor while flames burn upwards in her hands.... Flames? I don't ever remember humans being super natural. I mean, when you get high and stuff sure, but I think this goes well beyond that. Unless my high theory is right. Than I'm having a horrible realization that I have a horrible imagination that hates me. I guess I'll put these knives away now than seeing as none of this is probably real because of high theory. Is this really what it like to be high? Probably.

An announcer comes on yelling almost immediately after the domes disappear behind the both of us. Well, I saw her dome disappear so I can only assume mine did as well. Anyway. Let's go back to the point about flames coming from her hands. I don't think what the announcer says is important.

I don't think she'll be getting anywhere fast with that armor on her like that even if she is hot. Even if she did there'd be no penetrating that stuff unless you had something hard and long to... hit... through...

"Fuck!" I yell as a gun goes off.

For once I hate I didn't listen to her. Well fuck her. I can do this myself. Just, whoa. When did she-

"Oh Jesus Christ!" I yell as I fall backward from a flaming fist to my face.

Her left hand points down at me as a jet of flames fly out. I hold up my arms as I feel it scorch and burn them pretty badly. Just an average day on the pain train. I act quickly and force myself up on my feet and tackle her. She might have armor on, but it's pretty light weight. My arms and part of my face are pretty burnt up. My hair is probably on fire as well. But I could care less. I punch her straight in the face since that doesn't have armor on it. She cries out in pain as I slam my fist right and left into her face. First thing to break was her nose that immediately spilled blood into her suit of armor and on me.

"First Blood!" The pony, most likely, yells with a mic making the crowd go wild.

Midway into my fourth punch I feel hands press against my stomach followed by a deafening explosion knocking me into the air. I hit the ground hard and roll for a bit before hitting, what I assume, to be the wall of the arena. I can't hear anything other than the Insistent whining, or is that buzzing, noise in my head and ears. I get to my hands and knees to only have a knee hit me in my gut. I spew blood as I feel flames burn against my back and legs. I reach out and grab something and yank it towards me. The intensity of the flames stop, but I'm fairly sure I'm on fire. Great...

I hold onto her leg, is what I'm assuming, as I get on top of her dragging it with me. I use all the strength I can muster to keep her from getting up as I yank the leg up and further past where her leg should go. I didn't know I had that much strength. Rainbow Dash better watch out. I see her face moving in pain and tears falling down her face, but I can't hear a damn thing. Well I guess I'm deaf now. Deaf and on fire...

I let go of her leg, which I'm sure is broken, and try to get up. I mange to get to wobbly legs, take a step, and fall back to my knees. The pain is starting to come in now. Yep, senses coming back slowly. I can smell the burning skin and the vomit. Is it mine? Probably not.

I look back to see her holding her leg and screaming. My vision is really swimming now. There's a constant stream of pain now, but I'm just gritting my teeth like always. Why give them what they want. they probably want me to kill her don't they. Well I won't do it if I can help it. I'll just take a quick breather and gather some strength before pinning her down correctly this time and just tell her to give. I crawl to the wall and place my back against it as I sit down. I decide to take a damage control report. I look at my arms to see that they are on fire. Check. My legs have had the skin burnt off and meat and blood is showing. great. My chest has too small holes in it from that blast. Perfect. I'm probably screaming in pain right along with her despite how in my mind I imagine my mouth closed.

The woman flips over to face me with her right arm stretched towards me and her crying and bleeding face in contorted in anger. I raise my own right arm to give her the bird. She yells something, but I can't hear her. While one hand gives her the bird, my other hand takes hold of one of the knives I pocketed. She yells something again as a ball of fire collects in her hand. I point towards my ear with my middle finger and shrug with my right shoulder as I hold the knife waiting for her to not look or something. I know she'll probably just roll out of the way if I'm not careful. Not like it'll actually hit anyway. Or at least I don't plan on it too.

She raises her arm to throw it and I see my opening. I toss the knife as hard as I can while aiming at her face. Her eyes go wide as she realizes her situation she's already started her throw so she can only hope that the knife misses. Of course the ball is still coming for me either way. It's not like the fire dies with her. Fire has a mind of it's own most times. The knife hits it point. Right in her forehead. I smile as the giant fireball falls towards me. My one lucky shot has to be when I don't want it and when I'm going to die.

My thoughts immediately go to a song I haven't heard in ages. In the arms of an angel. Flying high. Speaking of angels, I think I see mine coming down right now as the ball hits. Either that or it's a demon here to take my soul. Oh well. I feel wind rush past me and a massive pressure slam against me. My world turns to black as I close my eyes against the brightness of the fire.

Day Two

I stare down at his ruined tanned body as magic stitches the flesh back together. Such an unnatural process brings a faint smile to my muzzle. It fills me up with such joy that I haven't felt since foal days before Celestia. I run a hoof over one of the partly closed holes in his chest made by a combination of his own ignorance and his opponent's power. I'd laugh at him if I didn't pity him just a bit. Even if it's a little, it's still pity in some shape or form.

Some of the wounds across his body still seeps his crimson liquid of life, but not as much as when I first brought him in here. My experimentation on his body and healing capabilities has partly worked. Just a few more tweaks perhaps? I need an undying warrior to impress Celestia as soon as possible before she decides all of this is a lost cause.

I shake me slowly as my eyes never leave his haggard body. This assignment is going to drive me mad one day... I hope not before I finally get everything right. His strength is getting there and his sped and accuracy has increased to a more acceptable standard even if he hasn't noticed it yet. He's becoming more perfect by the day, but it's taking such a long time for me to actually get him right and for the magic to take hold of his body. He's wasting his time by trying to resist some of the changes. I don't have much time after today.

Time that's being wasted by him wanting to do his own thing. When he wakes up I'll put him back in the happy chair. I'll probably increase the size too so that he'll get the point.

I rub the bridge of my nose before walking away from the silver table that he lies upon.

"I need to make the next one stronger... It doesn't heal bones and only repairs the life threatening injuries. Even than it isn't fast..." Twilight muses to herself looking at the various different blood and tissue samples she has taken while he's been asleep.

His blood has become a mix of purple and red now from all the magic flowing through it. Even without that magic, he's always been resilient to magic. Even back when me and Fluttershy found him in the everfree. Magic just seems to be so foreign to his body that it changes every time something magically tries to happen to his body. I've had to adjust my magic so many times and practice it so much more in order to get things right for him. I'd rather levitate a ursa major than him again.

I groan as I realize I'll need more ingredients from the same forest that those creatures come from as well as help from Applejack and Zecora to obtain said gredients. Zecora isn't that bad of a "pony" to deal with, but Ms. Honesty can be a little too much for her at times. Same for Ms. Brash and Slut McGee. I'm still upset with Rainbowdash with how she almost broke her only perfect test subject for bettering humans. Plus Ms. Slut still need to apologize for that incident that happen a few moons ago between her and said human.I'm glad I got home when I did too.

I look towards the open window where a breeze blows in and a bit of moonlight slips in too. I can see the Arena and all of it's glory and history that it stands for. The cheers and screams are still faint, the lights flash brilliantly with the night, and the building still stands as strong as it ever has. The stars, that I can see, almost look like they're watching the grand show at night as well. I can only bet that Luna is currently watching over the fights since Celestia does during the day and has, or at least should have, retired for the night.

A smile creeps across my face as I remember today's events. Celestia came floating down with a golden shield wrapped around my prized creations saying that his victory would mean nothing if he was to die right after it. She mended his bones and told me to let him heal. Of course she didn't know that she hadn't the need to do all of that. Well, maybe the bone part seeing as the bones that haven't fully mended are still cracked and fractured. I had planned to tend to him in my own special way, but I guess what's done is done. Though I'm sure she would've respected my wishes with me tending to him in my own way, I doubt she would've ever looked at me in the same light ever again.

I lay my head against the table as I look away from the simple cross window and yellow stoned Arena. I let a yawn escape my maw and glance lazily towards the clock on the wall. It reads some time after ten. I've been here monitoring and watching this poor fools health since high sun. Yet he's not healing all the way or waking up. Maybe he's actually dead and the magic is trying to figure out how to revive him.

If that's even possible.

I've exerted a lot of my magic trying to enhance and use what I can here to make something at hoof to increase the properties of the magic already inside him doing the healing, but nothing will work. Perhaps this is just another lost cause experiment of mine. I'll have failed Celestia again as of late. She wanted a monster that all ponies could fear in order to keep their morals up and let them know that human can be very dangerous, but all I've done is create another crippled waste of skin and bones. Perhaps she could use him as another dissecting discussion. Perhaps figure out what made him better than all the other ones. Well, other than the heightened knowledge and being able to speak Equestrian.

Perhaps I could ask him for another conversation about his people. Perhaps the truth serum might work this time around. I should probably get some sleep before he decides to wake up.

I perk my ears up as I hear what sounds like the clopping of heavy hooves. No... that's boots. And not just any. I raise myself reluctantly from the table and watch the old faded brown wooden door. I give a heavy sigh before I put on a giant, almost forced, grin as I start trying to have happy thoughts to brighten up my mood. The door opens to revel Celestia herself and all of her magical force emanating from her body and mane. Her white coat accented by her rainbow mane and tail... I've always thought it was a bit much, but she's always said its to remind the ponies on who actually holds power. Sure she lets us govern ourselves, but everything has a certain limit right?

"Afternoon Celestia. Shouldn't you be asleep right now? I understand that you may worry about your sister being over the Arena right now, but you got to remember that you need sleep." I say with a gentle tone, "After all, that's what you've always taught me."

I really am taken back from Celestia's wakening despite how I give a light laugh. She glances at me before she looks and stares at the human on the table. She just stares at him for a while before she turns her head slightly towards me. Never leaving him out of her sights.

"So how is he?" Celestia ask curiosity in her voice.

"Well... He hasn't woken up once yet. I don't have anything here with me that might hurry up the effects of the."

"No." She interrupts suddenly, "I mean how is he."

"I... I don't know what you're." I start as a cold chill runs down my spine.

"Loyalty, his mind, his strength, everything. Not his condition, but him."

I stay quiet for a moment as I try to find the right words to answer her. Do I tell her the truth about him? Would it be the death of me seeing as she most likely knows something I don't. Maybe a little bit of a play on words will ease her mind. We've always been doing stuff like that to each other, but for some on reason it feels like she's not up to game tonight...

"I..." I close my mouth as I turn towards him, "I can't say for his loyalty, but he has changed a lot since he first got here. He doesn't try to escape and I believe his thoughts of this world has changed drastically. I try to get him to talk to me about his thoughts every so often, but now all they are are senseless threats and Neanderthal talk. He's also a lot more aggressive, though I blame that in do part to Applejack and Rainbowdash, and he tends to only like certain ponies. Me not being one of them, but when the serum is finished he'll"

"Kill him."

Those two words stop my thought process all together. I feel my eyes go wide as I whip towards Celestia as she stares down at me with her full height letting me know that this is a command full of power and that if I refuse. No... It's better that I should agree. I would shake with full frontal fear if my rage wasn't fueling my muscles and forcing them to stay still.

Celestia has gotten to know me over the years and know that most of my power lies deep within my rage. The angrier I was, the stronger I was. That's why she told me that I need to be careful with this power because anypony could easily get the better of me while I'm angry. It would cloud my judgment make me do things I would regret during training whenever it go too hard. So I don't know why she would ever say those two words to me about him.

Kill him? Why would I do something as senseless as that! I know Celestia is old, but foolish isn't something I would put with that. Doesn't she know how much I've put into him for her sakes!? How much science I've conducted on him and how much time I've wasted trying to better him for her sakes!? She doesn't even give me a reason for intruding on me during my thoughts or why she's even up this late! Now she just turns towards me and tells, no, commands me to kill him for no reason other than loyalty!? Was it even that!?

I can feel my anger boiling inside of me. Begging to be released with my magic in order to reminds Celestia that this is her human and that she will do with him as she pleases. To remind her that with her power she could rival both her and her sister. To remind her of the training both of them had together where the many times she had won was through sheer magical force. If she was going to kill ponies or humans for their loyalty than...

But... that means if I would deny.

My breath catches in my throat as I glance between Celestia and him. Celestia could kill us both without any pony ever knowing if I did let my anger slip and she did get the better of me. We're up here towards Celestia's study where nopony is even allowed to come unless she gives permission. Or if you're Discord. So that means, that she has me out of the way if I scream for help or if I try to defy her nopony would ever know of the fight that happened between us unless I was to cause a big ruckus. If I died, she could blame it on him easily and have him publicly executed as an example to all slaves. Or I could kill him while he lays weak and ill and leave her with a heavy conscious knowing that all my hard work has gone to waste.

"Well Twilight?" Celestia asks her tone cold and stern.

"I... I..." I can only stammer. The words just won't come to me. The anger and nervousness inside of me prevents me from doing such.

She has the environment playing field. She's already to close to me and I already know she would win in a physical confrontation. But if he would wake up, maybe that would cause a distraction. I have to cool myself before anything happens though.

I want to say no, but all I do is walk towards the human as the magic healing him stops. He's no longer in a life threating position as his breathing evens out. Now his body will take over for the rest of it, or at least it would if don't end him first. His face calm and serene, I can see all the work I've put him through as well as the scars all along his face that he's gained from the different tests and experiments.

"No." I say slowly expecting the world around me to fall apart before that one word even left my mouth.

I wait for the sound of magic to sound, but all that follows is something heavy hitting my side before I hit the wall with a horrifying crunch in my ears. I'm too shocked to scream in pain at what sounds like bones breaking against the cobble wall of this structure. Celestia simply walks towards me with what seems to be a lazy look written all across her face. She strolls up and leans down to look me dead in the eyes.

I see no mercy in them. Only malice.

"That wasn't a yes or no question, my student. I know you have worked hard, but I have something better than him now. I don't need your work. He'll be nothing more than just a burden and pain to you. He'll eventually eat your meat and flesh from the bones of your dead body." Celestia says to me as she stands up to her full height again as she looks towards him, "He'll bring the end to everything that we know if you don't stop him. I don't know the right magic to penetrate through his natural magical boundaries, but you do. You've given him the tools to fight against us, so it must be you who kills him. Or he will kill us all."

I look over towards him to see him staring at us both as he sits on the edge of the bed. The right side of his body is painted in blood and war. His gaze shifts from us to his right hand before looking at his left. The left side of his body is clean and hardly painted in blood. It's still there, but only blood from a few. A leader or a warrior of death.

I can only stare in horror at this nightmarish sight unfolding before me. I look at Celestia to ask what's going on, but her skull is nothing more than just that. A white skull with flames as her mane with empty sockets where her once knowledgeable eyes used to be.

"Kill him." The skull faced Alicorn says breathing out cold air that chills the very bones of me.

My teeth chatter as I watch him rise. He walks towards Celestia with his right arm outstretched. No... he's walking towards me. He stands above me with one side of his face cracked in a sinister smile while the other with a knowing look. I created my own death. I created all of our deaths. I had always known, but I never thought it would happen like this. In a situation leaving me confused and scared beyond anything I have ever faced before. I close my eyes and scream for a savior.

It came from an unexpected place.

She screams as I hold her close to my body. Her eyes shoot open as she jerks and squirms in my arms like she's being attacked and she can't do anything about the assailant. I just hold her close to me as she cries out and squirms till she stops and her cries calm down. She pants heavily as her back is pressed against my chest. We share our warmth and my presences most likely reassures her to some sort of extent. I'm not sure how long she's been out, but when I did wake I found her asleep against the table full of nothing but blood, flesh, and what I assumed to be potions of some sorts.

Of course seeing her in such a state, I thought about killing here where she lay. Of course I suppressed the thought. That's just the medicine talking most likely. I could never do something like that after she had pulled me back from the jaws of death. While I had laid there, I had a little bit of a journey. I saw my family that all told me that they were rooting for me no matter what I decide. They told me that they were happy and that all of my friends can't wait to see me when I finally get back.

In other words, I need her alive if I want to make what I saw real.

"You always get like this when you work too hard you retarded horse." I say not letting her go.

I may hate her guts, but she's truly saved me more times than I can count. I basically owe her my life, so when times like this happen where I can pay her back a bit of my debt other than through my pain, blood, tears, and flesh; I do it out of sincerity. She could have done a lot more things to me than what she has done, but I'm lucky enough that she hasn't. I make things hard for her, but it's only because I have to.

"Let go of me..." She breaths back after regaining most her composure and breathing.

I do as commanded and back away from her till I feel the table bump into my legs just under my butt. I sit down and watch her press both of her hooves against her hooves. She's clearly shaken up about whatever she was dreaming about. I'm sure she'll probably rant to me about it one day during one of her drink days, but for now I better leave her be. She might put me into the happy chair...

I shudder at the thought.

"How long..."

"A while. I woke up a good while before you started shaking and moving a lot. I figured you were having one of your night terrors, so I did as instructed."

"You should've woken me up before this point." Twilight snaps back immediately completely recovered.

I shrug despite how I know she won't be able to see it. She probably knows that's what I'm doing as she stands up on all four of her hooves. Her ears twitch as she turns towards me her eyes swollen with exhaustion.

"Bad dreams huh? I've had my share of them you know." I say crossing my arms.

She only stares at me for a moment. As if thinking something over. It's... a bit creepy really. I've never seen her with such a look of calmness as well as tiredness. It's unnerving.

"What's your real name again?" She finally asks turning back to the table she was laying on before levitating some paper and a feather of what looks to be a black bird. A very big black bird.

"What?" I ask taking my eyes away from the feather and to her disheveled mane.

I probably have some of her hers in my shirt. Gross...

"Your name. Your actual name. Not the one I gave you to use for documents and everything. What was your real name?" She asks growing very impatient with my antics.

"Alphonsa." I say a little bit of an accent coming into my speaking.

My father was a heavy drinker and often went to bars that had fighting tournaments. Of course my mother didn't approve of it, but she never said anything about it to him. When I was born my father had said I had to look of a warrior. Just like him. So he named me Alphonsa.

We were... happy to an extent. We never had to beg or steal, but people didn't really appreciate who my father was. Nor did they like that I was born from him. My mother was full on American and loved both me and my father more than anything. My father never hit my mother, was always nice, and even worked a second job on the side during weekends. Mom worked as a baker, despite how she said it was so frustrating, and went on to open her own bakery shop.

"You're breaking the table." Twilight says still writing something down.

I look at my right hand to see that I've crushed the very metal table with it. I raise my hand and stare at it in shock.

"What have you done to me?" I ask never realizing how strong I've become.

"I'm surprised you're just figuring this out. I'm guessing you were thinking of something that was making you very upset. Either that or you just thought about squeezing your hand. I'm betting on the first one though." She says placing the feather down.

"Bet my freedom?" I ask setting my hand back down.

"It's a bet you would lose." She says raising an eyebrow at me as she looks behind her shoulder.

"Fair enough." I say as I look out the window towards the giant circular building.

"So... do I have to do more fighting? Or was that a one time deal?" I ask standing up and rubbing my chest and wincing as I feel the wounds and scars cut into me.

"Maybe. Alphonsa. From a dream, it shall mean war. I won't force you, but I want you on my side no matter what. No, on all of pony side." She says facing me.

I can only laugh at her. Jokingly of course, "That'll be up until you find me a place home ya ignorant horse."

She grows a scowl across her face, "Looks like someone wants a date with the happy chair."

"Please no. I'll be good. Speaking of places I don't want to be, when are we going home? I'm ready to try out this new super strength with a few experiments." I say sounding more eager than I meant to.

She humphs and mumbles something about how excited I seem to be for now. I don't blame her. I'm never excited about being forced to drink things and being cut into, but man oh man can I not wait to try out this strength. Wait, did I have it during...

"T-Twilight. Did."

"Yes. You've had it for quite a while. Yes, you did kill her."

I feel my gut twist at that sick thought that plays through my head. I want to imagine that what I saw before everything black out was a bad image or a trick of the mind, but now I know. I really did kill her. But how? I wasn't aiming at her was I? Secretly I know that I was, but I never will accept that. Killing other humans is beneath me. Or at least it should be seeing as they're my fellow brothers and sisters in slavery.

I keep quiet as I stare down at the floor.

"We'll be ready to go home in the morning. For now, I want to ask you some questions." Twilight says picking the feather up in her magic.

"Like day one?" I ask real curious why she's being so... formal for once.

"Yes."

"Alright. Ask away."

Author's Note

I guess this starts the plot that I have written out right her beside me on my small desk. This marks the beginning of a new era for the story. It took me a long time to figure out how I wanted to advance and start this one chapter out. Now that I've gotten this out of the way for now, time to write the next natural *sound of head hitting desk followed by snoring.*

Night Four/ Day Five (The tournament saga)

The screams of anger and sadness ripples through the house and rips me away from my blissful embrace with sleep and it's fantastic dream it brought with it of me being home. I sit up, alert, present of my surroundings immediately. I've grown accustomed with waking up in the dark. It sounds like it's coming from above me, but who would be in the lab at this time of night other than Twilight? Even than, why would she be screaming inside of her own house?

Intruders maybe? Not likely. I've learned very quickly that no one messes with Twilight for many various reasons. Reasons I've gotten to know from personal experience with the deranged mare since she is my apparent mistress. So, what could it be? Failed experiment? Late book?

All I know is that it doesn't sound like her. Or it might be my sleep driven mind that might be telling me this. It's hard to say for sure. All I know is that Twilight doesn't scream in disrepair. More importantly she doesn't really scream at all. Unless it brought out by anger.

The sound of machines being ripped apart is followed by even more destruction, yelling, and cries of hate and anguish. This is definitely Twilight when I listen in close. But what is she up to up there? I know I should just ignore it and try to get back to sleep, but this may cost me my life either way. One from explosion or another from a magical blast do to the seeming attempt for escaping. Might as well find out what might cause my early death. Whether I like it or not.

I rise from my bed of ripped up cloth and make my way up the almost hidden stairway. I twist and push the handle of the door, but the door stays shut by magic. Well, might as well put my training to use than. I rev my arm back for a hard hit against the door, but find it slowly opening just as I do. Great. No fun for me.

So this means Twilight knows that I'm up here at this door. I should've figured when all the noise had suddenly stopped not even a few seconds ago. I encroach into the room to find something I never thought I'd ever see. The sight is so disturbing that only one stupid word comes to mind as it tries to process all of this... mess.

"Wow..." My original plan for encountering all this has just been thrown out the window as I stare at the once beautiful lab that has now been reduced to rubble and broken machinery with Twilight sitting up against a wall, bottles all around her hooves.

She sits there and watches me with ragged breathing and heavy eyes. She's worse for wear, and looks absolutely broken. Its amazing. Too amazing of a sight really. I never would have thought her to be this... sad looking. Ever. Obviously she might be up to something, but that look on her face. It tells another story.

It's almost depressing in a way to see her so distressed. To see her out of her prime is so... unnatural. Something must have happened to her or she might have just lost control. Either way, I have to know what's going on. This will determine our lives forever.

"Well?" Twilight speaks up interrupting the silence that had taken hold of the laboratory since I've walked in.

I bite my bottom lip. What am I suppose to say? I've got so many questions that I want answered, but they're too complicated to really put out. So I might as well go with a broad one first to help myself narrow it down.

"Why?"

It isn't loud, but it soon rises up to a mad mare's laugh as she throws a bottle away from her into one of the crumbled machines. Which machine is hard to tell since they're all rubbish in a pile now. I don't feel all to comfortable here with her laugh and the atmosphere that's being set. I'm not certain of her right now, but I am certain that now is not a good day to be up to my tricks. She also seems completely out of it as well, but that couldn't be because of the bottles... could it?

"Do you believe in retribution?" She asks after sub-doing her deranged laughter just a bit.

"Ye-Yeah. But what does that have to do wi-"

"Everything!" She yells throwing her fore hooves into the air as well as her head, "Everything has to do with it! The dreams, the news, the war, rebellions, the stress! It's all the retribution of what we have brought on ourselves. We knew... No. She knew what she was doing was wrong. Yet she did it anyway. Than we all fell in line with her evil plan like sheep to the calling.

"Pathetic. Every last one of us that call ourselves the "master race". We can't even control what's happening to our lives at all. I wasn't always like this... I wasn't always so... crazy. I used to be a unicorn of respect and importance. Now I'm nothing more than just the Princess' research partner and pony of interest for putting certain humans and ponies underneath me. I'm nothing more than her just an obedient slave that she leave on its own.

"I was so eager... I was so eager to please her within the grand scheme of things, but that grandness soon warped us all and led the way to a new era. An era of damnation and slavery. A era for us to realize that the power in this world is corrupt and unjust. It's unfair to those who don't know how to wield it rightly and gives to those who know how to. Magic in this worlds has no limits and usually no pony tries to abuse that fact. But now...

"The power is being used like crazy! It's unruly magic and it's unacceptable! I'm the bucking element of magic and my cutie mark is magic! I understand how magic and the universe work! I probably even know more than Celestia! I can hear the magic cry out at night sometimes... I hear it cry out the sins that it's committing all around the world. And I just want it to stop."

Twilight goes silent as she ends her rant with a few mumbles about never defying Celestia and being loyal always. A bottle half full/empty comes into her grasp and soon down her gullet. I can only watch her with a slack jawed expression. I never though I'd ever hear such words come from Twilight's mouth. Does... does this mean?

"Do you think our gods have forgotten about us?" Twilight asks placing the bottle down in-between her legs, "Sure it's alright not to believe in one, but if you think there is one. Do you think they've or it has forgotten about us. Or perhaps they just like the show that they're seeing."

"It's hard to tell with powerful beings. Sometimes they do things in order to have one thing happen and something else goes astray. Other times they do it just to test their limits. Though I don't really know much myself. All I've ever known are from the few shows I've watched and conversations I've heard from you and my time before Equestria. I'm not a wide minded man, but I'm certain that this is all somebody's fault. You could have rejected what she offered." I say remembering my time with Celestia and some experience with Twilight.

"That may be true." Twilight says humming each word to an invisible tune, "But you got to remember, there's always consequences in one answer. No matter what it may be. You could agree, but would agreeing being all that good? If you disagree could it be all that bad? Those are the type of thoughts you have to have around Celestia. Besides, she praised me with all these hallowed good words."

"Alright. So apparently Celestia doesn't treat you with the respect and love you deserve. Perhaps me and you could gah!?" I say to only be stopped before I can finish my thought as my arm is yanked behind my back.

Twilight falls to her side before getting up and walking over to me while I feel magic grab onto my neck and something hit me in the back of my legs. I fall to my knees as I try to catch my breath through the invisible force crushing my wind pipe. Her hoof grabs my head and yanks it up so I'm looking straight into her dead magenta eyes.

"Who said she didn't? I've done a lot of things to get to this point. I may have some resentment towards her, but that doesn't mean that I'll just side along with you for revenge. Oh no. I have something else planned that involves you. I may not be in the... best mind set, but I am aware enough to not fall for anything. Got it?"

Her last few words are punctuated by her yanking on my arm a few times to let me know that she's in control of the situation no matter what I may think about her. He lets go of everything and tosses me back across the room on my back with a magical force against my chest. I grunt as I scrape some skin against broken metal. I stare at her anger slowly rising inside of me.

"Just know that I have a newfound reason for putting you in the ring. It has to do with my bitterness with Celestia. If you... no. You will survive for as long as I say so. Celestia may have her words, but my actions will rise above those words. I won't let her toss me aside... not when I worked so hard..."

Twilight starts muttering to herself slurring certain words together while walking to the walls. She stumbles here and there, but she doesn't seem too impaired. Something is obviously taking its toll on her and soon that pent up aggression and emotions will be released upon me.

How wonderful...

"So what now mistress. What do you want to confide to me now?" I ask rubbing my sore shoulder while sitting there. I dare not rise incase she shoves me back down.

"You may rest for tomorrow. I'm putting you back out there. I wont be coming with you, but Spike will send me a report on how well you fight as well as Rainbow Dash's skill at keeping you under control. I'm going to start passing you off to each of my friends as soon as you get back. Maybe than you'll learn a few things that might help ease this further along. Maybe give you a better idea on why you should just submit to the will of the strong and not have me send you away."

I simply nod my head. I've heard about the antics of her friends some what of what they all do. Miss snooty apparently makes appeal for other humans and ponies while miss bumpkin is some type of slave breeder? I think I'm remembering correctly. The others I'm not really sure about. I can only remember so much in this thing I call a brain.

I rise up slowly as Twilight continues to stare at the barren wall of the lab. The thought of rushing her comes to mind, but I rather tuck my tail in and retreat so I may lick the few wounds I've gained from this experience. No matter what state Twilight is in, she'll always be one step ahead of me. I guess that's why I'm here right? To make sure that I can't get a step ahead. But that's fine. All in do time I suppose.

I head back downstairs after rising from the floor that now has the combined liquid of oil and my blood. I make sure to check if I'm still on the steps of darkness, and lay upon my bed of cloth and material given to me over the years. Yet sleep doesn't come to me easily this night. Not as I listen to the mutterings of Twilight as she moves and shoves things aside here and there while calling out for more cider to only realize that no one is going to answer her plea. After about two or three hours I fall out into a troublesome slumber. With Twilight quietly crying to herself.

Morning came faster than what I expected. I had wished to sleep longer, but obviously the world had different ideas for me. My dreams were no longer plagued with the goodness that I had before. It had been replaced with the ever living fantasy of Twilight going completely crazy on me. Removing body parts and replacing them immediately with magic, it's easy enough to say that I was glad to wake up in the morning to find her asleep.

Spike came and got me this morning. Breakfast was eaten in complete silence until Rainbow Dash came and got me to start my official day as the Sparkle house champion. What that meant is still unknown to me now as I walk into the back arena like before. It's still narrow and such, but hey. If it means coming closer and closer to understanding what's happening, I'm fine with it.

Inside the room I see less people than I had before. I don't know why, but I have the funny impression I'll probably never see them again. A guy with a black mask over his mouth with a zipper sits in the corner while a mare unicorn with long purple hair stairs at us. She strokes the man black short hair and whispers something to him. I can see hunger in that guys eyes, and I'm not liking how his eyes are now following me. Rainbow Dash leads me over to a bench and tells me to wait right here.

I do as commanded, despite how I hate being commanded to do things, and look around the room once more. One figure really catches me surprise. A man with a lanky form leans against a wall just like it's owner. It's one of the humans I saw last time when I was here waiting. Him along with two others are the only ones I same what recognize. Unless I'm thinking of some other humans. Though none of us look the same, unlike these multicolored ponies. If it wasn't for their cutie marks I bet you couldn't tell one from the other.

"Congrats champ! I got you into your first tournament!" Rainbow says excitedly as she walks over to me.

"What? Why? Remember what happened last time I fought?" I ask cautiously not wanting to have to have what happened last time happened.

She waves a dismissive hoof, "Don't worry. I got you into a beginner's tournament. So your competition shouldn't be so bad. You're first fight will be in about thirty minutes. Give or take how long it'll be for them to clean everything up."

With that she takes a sit right beside me with her head held up with pride. Of course she has something to be proud of. She gets to work with the surviving champion of his first advanced duel and was saved from upmost death by Celestia. Yea. I learned a lot while walking over to this place. Apparently there's a lot Twilight hasn't told me about my miraculous restoration as well as the properties of the place. I have less fear of her words because I know I basically can't die in this place, but as soon as I leave with a fatal wound.

I'm done for. So there's pros and cons to this entire thing. On one side I don't have to play too cautious with wounds, but I better not take a fatal one. Since this is only beginners, I'm sure everything will be fine.

The roar of the crowd deafens me as I stand there with my hands interlocked with this man's who is practically growling at me by this point. That carnal rage that's probably building up inside of him is probably going to be unleashed soon if I drag this out any longer. His head revs back and slams into mine. I should either be dead or have a cracked skull, but it merrily slams into mine and we just stare into each other's eyes I feel even more determined with winning after that big hit. A crack along his skin goes down from his for head and across his right eye. I drop down and let his momentum throw him forward as I slip my hands out of his earth ones.

He falls over me and I quickly turn and grab his right leg before it hits the ground. I slam my foot where the leg and his hip meet and yank as hard as I can. The poor man screams in pain below me, but I can't stop now. I have to keep going till he gives, or at lest until I feel his leg go slack. Something slams into me which break my connection with his leg and hip. I skid back as I feel pain flare through my entire body. Not as much as breaking those bricks, but pain none-the-less.

I cough up a bit of blood as I see the giant earth fist above his knocked down body. He gets up and I watch the cracks along his leg grow bigger from where my foot was at. It only grows bigger as he yells something unintelligent and rushes towards me. Each stomp of his leg only makes it bigger and bigger till it just stop and starts crumbling away. I'm not sure if I've effected the leg in any other type of way, but I can only hope I get another chance at snapping his leg so he can just submit already.

I've been fighting this guy for far too long. When I first got in her and saw some guy fighting with just his bare hands, I thought I finally found a fair challenge for once. But low and behold, this guy is latterly made of out earth with something dark underneath it. I'm not sure if that's his skin or... something else. It's too black to be skin right? Or is that the results from testing?

"Bring it on!" I yell as I get into my fighting stance. It's better off to save those thoughts for later when my life isn't in some way or shape of danger.

I glance towards Rainbow Dash who's currently screaming with some other pegasi while chatting and hitting them in the shoulder. Seems like her regular boasting routine to me, but I could be fooled. I mean, after all, she's no the brightest one in the group so I tend to pay less attention to her. I wish I had when it came to fighting something like this. I don't even think one of her lessons covered this. The only fighting I really know is earth pony fighting because apparently I'm not cool enough to learn pegasi fighting techniques. I'm pretty sure it's because I can't fly, but at the same time I'm a little bit miffed at how Rainbow Dash can be blatantly racist.

I duck down and catch the other fist with my face, to find myself popped in the air. I keep my eyes locked on him as I grab his arm outstretched right farm and yank him with me as I fall towards my back, forcing him topple with me. I land on my back and immediately pull my leg back and shove it squarely against his stomach making a large crack up to his chest and all over his stomach region. His mouth opens and blood shoots out over me. I rise up as he backs away slowly all the while holding his right hand to his stomach. His head rises slowly and only blood lust can be seen in his two orange pupils. Spikes of dirt shoot out and go straight for me. The wise thing would be to dodge, but I'm not very wise. You can tell as I rush straight at him picking myself over spikes and hoping on to one after another.

Something rips through my leg making me trip, but my fist continues onward anyway as I slam it dead center in his face completing the cracks of his face and breaking it all. Dirt falls away to the ground as well as blood as he hangs his head there. He looks up and all I can see is darkness, white eyes, and white teeth gleaming at me. I feel my heart stop as he opens his mouth and lunges toward me. Spikes replace his arms as he wildly swings for me while cackling bloody murder for all to hear. Though I'm the only one, sense they're all being too loud up there yelling out cut him to pieces and give him what for, that can actually hear how creepy this all is.

I move forward as I drop my shoulders low and basically talk him to the ground. I rise up and land successful blows against his head and bring my two hands together to slam both of them into his body when his whole body just turns into dust under me. Well that's a new trick I haven't seen yet. I stand up and look around and is blind sided by something hard that moves me forward a bit. My vision goes wonky as I turn around to see a bunch of fast moving earth coming at me. I raise my arm and feel them belt into me tearing my cloth and skin. My face is protected as I bring up my arms, but my body takes a heavy shot as something hard slams into it. Something bites into my left arm and I move my right arm to see the man with his fist slammed into my gut and his teeth biting into my arm.

I grit my teeth and grab the man by the throat. I start crushing with all of my might as he lets go of my arm and reaches his hands up to pry off my hand. I'm in so much pain right now, that I don't even realize how much blood is dripping out my mouth as I bring up my other hand to help choke this guy into submission. His white eyes slowly turn gray and his teeth disappear into shadow. I pull my right arm back and slam it into his shadowy face which send him flying back. When he lands, all the earth armor falls off to show just a pure black man laying on the ground. Naked to the world and baring all.

I fall to a knee as the damage starts to wane on me. I think my leg is broken, but I could be wrong about it. I'll access the damage done after they're all done cheering and Rainbow Dash comes gets me. I wonder how pissed Twilight is going to be when she sees I tore up the clothes I've just gotten as well as the new addition to the things I've broken collection. At least it isn't my hand again.

A hoof presses against my back, "Good job champ! Only Five more to go before you're crowned the winner! Now lets go see if we can't get you patched up some before the next big fight!"

Well at least she cares about my health, even if it is for all the wrong reasons. But hey. I can't complain when I'm going to be looked over by, hopefully, a professional in the field of healing. No offense to Twilight and Applejack, but I really don't like having anything broken ever since they set my arm back wrong. I still remember the pain of them trying to break it the way it was before so they could reset it right. I cried so much on that day. Than was tortured so I could understand the real meaning of pain. Of course having your skin peeled away layer by layer slowly was maddening and very painful, I still think having something broken is worse. It's easy to let a cut heal, but bones are always more... fragile when it comes to healing correctly.

Oh well. I give Rainbow Dash an acknowledging nod and rise. A lot of the crowd has fallen silent, but a few still chant my "new name".

"Hercules Hercules Hercules Hercules!"

I can only shake my head with a small smile. I don't want a new name. I only want to be remembered by my own birth name. Oh well, I guess one thing at a time. I'll let the ponies have their little fun at our expenses, but soon the tides will turn. And I just can't wait for that. And this pony that can patch me up.

Author's Note

Thus this will start the first arc of everything. The tournament saga will revolve around fighting and learning about what happens when one stays in the Arena for such things. This will not focus much on Twilight, despite how she'll be doing things off screen, and will only focus on the arena and how all of this ties together for all the rest of story.

Day Five: Meet the Healer

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.

Day Six Sins.

Another waking morning in hell huh? Rise and shine bitch, get your ass in gear. I sit up and crack my eyes open to the darkness that's all around me. I rub my hands along my face breaking sleep from my eyes and wiping sweat away. It's been a lot hotter in the house lately. I haven't asked why, though I don't really plan onto with what happened yesterday. I've got one tournament out of a couple behind me now.

I look to my right and make out the first personal belonging Twilight has allowed me to really keep to myself. A trophy with a human on top that has my name on it along with the name of the guy I beat. And beat him a I did after the shit he gave me. The images of yesterday still play through my mind.

I grab hold of his arm as the sword goes past me. I lean back slightly and fully head-butt him sending his head back and making him lose grip with the sword. I throw the arm I'm holding to the side and hit him fast with my left fist feeling bones crack beneath my knuckles and fingers.

He goes flying and lands in a heap gargling his how own blood far away from me. My hand drips blood and I clench my right eye shut. My limbs still twitch from the amount of electricity that has been pumped through me during this entire fight. Especially when I was holding onto him. These fights are really becoming unfair.

My vision swims and jumps, but at least I know a Griffin that'll keep me up to par.

To think... with a power like that, he couldn't been used for something more practical. Instead, forced to fight to become a fake Alpha Human... This world still makes no sense to me, but at least I have type of grasp on it. It may not be big, but it's something I hold dear now. My memory may being going and coming, but I'll try to hold on to the precious bits as much as I can.

For instance, the face of the Griffin. Her name, and all that she's done for me. I'll keep those locked away in my brain where I can easily reach that information. I truly see her as becoming a great ally when the time comes.

I only wonder if I should've told her about my powers...

The examination was a near bust after all when she thought she couldn't fix it. But with a little persuasion and assurance ,I was sent on my way. And it turns out, I was right about one thing. Apparently I do heal a lot faster like I thought. I could always feel it in effect, but it was more like a nagging buzz than anything else. I had always ignored it, but I did a bit of experiment once I made it home yesterday.

I stabbed myself in the heart.

I thought I'd be dead in a pool of my blood, but low and behold how I held consciousness and watched as my chest repaired itself as well as felt my heart do the same. Strange as it is seems, I'm not longer as Human as I once was. I guess I'm now one of their Alpha Humans with my regeneration ability. Twilight was again out of her mind too. So of course she didn't notice me get the knife. Nor did she ever come check on me when I hit the floor soon after. Or at least I assume that the dragon isn't lying with what he said about her never coming to check on me. Apparently dragon boy has been running a lot more errands around while Twilight yells and kicks at nothing. Or at least I assume nothing. I still haven't gotten an answer out of her for... everything I've learned.

Speaking of learned, I've learned that I have a tendency to become very violent when emotional. I've red through more of the documents, and have come to this conclusion very quickly based on the moments I don't remember. Like one of the firsts was when I was told that I'll probably never see another Human being ever again and that if I keep up the pandering she'll make me forget who I ever was. My response was to use immense force that I had and tackle her. Of course it caught her by complete surprise since I was restrained and I managed to bruise her, really wish I remembered what her flesh feels like against my knuckles, but she quickly put me on stasis until she calmed me down.

I say her because I didn't calm down until she injected me with this XYL serum. I'm not sure what it is, and it doesn't say anything else about it. After that though, I still remained violent but it was a more tantrum than anything if I compared the two. Even know when I get angry compared to them. It's like comparing a cat to a bear. Have I really becoming unmoving?

I've learned a lot about myself that I have forgotten. Apparently I was friend with a pony before. A pony that bathed and took care of me when Twilight was way too busy with me. I don't even remember her name or what ever happened to her. All that was left there was I'll get rid of her services now and erase her presence from him. I'd probably had grown too attached to her for her likings. Or perhaps she had grown too attached to me.

If only I could remember her name... If only I could remember a lot of names. I hadn't thought about it, but I've forgotten my parents names... Or even if I had siblings or not... Pathetic... I truly am pathetic... but I'm a pathetic Alpha that's going to change this world. Oh yes. My new plan has started, and I plan to make the most of it. If Twilight doesn't want to give me the answers, I'll have to get them myself. From different sources. I've already struck a deal with Spike, a name I remember now being the Dragon's, so he's going to bring me the news from now on since Twilight doesn't use it anymore. I'll watch what's going on in the world and decide my perfect time to act and what things are really important.

Yessss.... yesss..... It's only a matter of time now Twilight and sun goddess... Celestia! Damn... I should really write these names down...

I stand up and walk to the top of the stairs that lead into the now completely destroyed lab. Sure the scraps that she left behind are still there, but everything is broken. And I don't see her trying to fix it any time soon. I open the door and walk in. That's right. The door is no longer locked because she just doesn't even care any more. I remember it now. She doesn't care what I do in this house as long as I don't go outside by myself. The next place I'm scheduled to go after today is another tournament. Against more fake Alpha's.

Poor souls that have been condemned to their fates. To face me in the ring against their wishes. At least I'll release them from their fates into a brighter tomorrow that awaits for them. It's the least I can do since I don't plan on dying now. I'll join the army, cause unrest, and release their power against the capital. We'll win, and than we'll change the world. Right after I kill the element bearers. Hopefully Discord won't stop us.

Speaking of the son of a gun. I didn't know until yesterday that apparently they've been draining magic out of him while stoned in order to bring about different creatures into their world. Creatures like me for example. Just walking around or doing something, than suddenly here, than suddenly slave, than suddenly dead or suddenly wishing to be dead. Yet, most creatures that come here aren't Human. Strange fact. Chaos doesn't work well against chaos, so Humans mainly stay off the list of things that his magic can touch. Only every so often does that chaos over power a Human's and then they end up here. Fun thought that the chaos inflicted against me just so happened to be strong enough...

I'll make sure to release him while I'm there too. I'm sure he'd like to have fun with the ponies as well. After he's regained strength of course. I'll make sure to bring up a big storm of chaos for him to feed off of.

Than again I don't know ho-

"Son of a bitch!" I yell as I kick a huge piece of metal away from me that I've just run into by accident.

I don't know how ponies can see so well in the god damn dark! Like what the hell! Are they part bat or something!

Where was my train of thoughts? Eh I'm sure I'll remember them later. For right now, I need to worry about my visit to the local Human farm. Spike has gotten me to re-know these ponies as I keep remembering and forgetting them. Applejack the Human farmer. As well as Apple farmer too. The answer depends on who's asking he explained. What that means, I don't know. But I get the feeling that she's not the most moral of ponies. If I remember right, Rainbow Dash said something about... mates? I think? Right?

Damn I need my own notes now. I'll write them down later when I can. Hopefully I don't forget.

Anyway. I got to go to her for whatever reason. I hope it's not breeding, because I might just snap all of those Human's necks if they come at me the wrong way. Along with that damn Applejack's neck too. If I can. The only thing I really remember of the group of five is that the orange and blue one are really strong. Stronger than they should be. Applejack is the orange one right? Guess I'll find out in a little bit.

Or actually... what time is it? I remember that I didn't see the moon in the sky when I woke up in the bed. Oddly enough, that didn't occur to me. So I'm guessing the morning time is about to begin, or something strange is about to happen. I hope for the other than the last. I think I need a break from all this crazy mess.

Well, since I've got time to kill, I wonder what I should do? It's not like I can make a lot of noise either. I don't wan t crazy Twilight coming in her and frying my brain before I go out. I've been thinking of changing this place into my own personal training place since I don't get trained any more. I'm pretty sure Celestia is behind my entire life, but I don't have enough information to back that up.

I stumble around in the dark a little bit longer to get the blood in my leg flowing before heading back down. I got to the documents that have been separated into a better fashion. No longer is it just unread and read. Oh no. I have it now where it's placed in unread, important information, names, and treatments. That way I can always come back and check things if something happens. though I need to decide where I'm going to keep my own notes so they don't get confused with Twilight's. I check on my sky light to see a bit of morning sun creeping up into the air.

Thank goodness too. I was actually starting to get worried there for a second. Of course that would have meant that me and Spike would get left behind while the "heroes" go out and fix it. I think that would've been better, but I'm pretty sure they'd take me along now just to get rid of things faster. I don't think I would either. And I'm pretty sure they know it as much as I do. Or at least Twilight of course.

I take a seat on the floor and begin my read.

The door to the stairway opens as I finish up my third document of the morning. I place it in the names pile and look up to see Spike looking down at me.

"Applejack is here." he says before retreating away into the dark that is the upper level.

Lucky bastard can actually see in the dark. Stupid dragons... I dare not say that to a real dragon's face. I'm pretty sure I'll only do that if I'm in a sticky situation and I'm in need of a quick and easy escape from this world. Like if I stand a certain ponies neck in front of a crowd of other ponies for instance. I'm pretty sure I'll need it.

I groan inwardly and sigh outwardly. I guess the moment of truth has finally arrived for me. I look through my skylight to see that the morning sun has just barely made it out. Early bird always gets the worm whether the worm is ready or not for the day. I wonder if I could break the birds wings. Or at least it's beak so it can't eat me whole.

Metaphors aside, I rise up from the ground and pop my back. I'm not sure how long I've been sitting there, but a great deal of that was very successful. Not too many names are mentioned or even repeated after a good bit. Most of the information I've been getting here is for what she's injected me with and my status. That's right. The reason she's been doing the monthly examination is to check my status in order to make sure I'm not dying slowly. Found that out and that legit scared me. I've been thinking she knows what she's been doing, but she's giving me way more than what you would a normal Human... Well... I guess a Beta Human. Right?

And on top of that, she wasn't even telling Celestia what was going on down here. I'm not sure what she was telling her, but I'm pretty sure it's far from the truth. Whatever. Maybe some manual labor will help me digest all of this in. I rise up the stairs with all the grace of a bear and take the others while stretching my arms. A couple of my bones pop, but other than that I feel great.

I turn to the right to see Applejack regarding me with an up and down look. She smiles and motions for me to come close to her while she reaches into her saddle.

Now... I'm not sure why, but as I approach her this funny feeling comes into the back of my head and says "Hey. You know her. You know how she is. You just need to remember and lay down some rules". But I don't know her or what to say. I guess some distant memory is acting up that I can't recall. Well. I'm pretty sure I can... I was about to say take her, but I'd honestly fight a bear first. I guess I could resist to the best of my ability if it comes down to it.

I stand before Applejack and wait. She seems to find what she wants and asks me to go to my knees. Of course I don't because fuck that. I don't have to do anything these ponies tell me to. I have my own free will and-

I drop to my knees as Applejack knocks my legs out from under me. I hit the floor hard and glare at her before she puts something over my mouth and straps it to the back of my head. I reach up to undo it, but her hooves grab my hands and I find them quickly and expertly tied in front of me. I grunt and try to rip them apart, but the thing won't break. And as I yank at them, a small amount of pain flares through my arms and hands

This wasn't how I had planned my morning or day to go. And I defiantly won't let it stay this way too.

"Welp. Now that ya know I won't take any of yer back sas, how about ya get up and follow me to the farm." Applejack says grabbing me by my hair and yanking it so I'm looking her dead in her eyes. Those terrible terrible wide eyes.

Well... first impressions are everything right? Well. I'll say she's made a very good first impression on me. I can't even open my mouth to speak because this things keeps me from speaking. I can move my mouth, but it's not enough to speak. I can still grunt in protest though. But now I'm contemplating whether I should or not since this happened all too fast. I didn't see her move or anything. If that's not scary enough, I'm pretty sure I saw something super dark when I was staring her in the eyes. If I didn't have so much will, I'd probably be shaking with fear right now.

She attaches a leash to the side of my face and yanks me forward with way much force that I was expecting. I act quickly and fall to my side and instead of face. I quickly get up and follow behind Applejack before she finds it appropriate to yank me again. Great... I'm going through Ponyville like this... Well. I guess it wouldn't be much different than most Humans here. Though some of them have ball gags in their mouths. I'm glad I have this mask thing that lets me see and breath, but not talk. Maybe it's enchanted? Maybe like how I'm pretty sure this rope was given to her by some type of god.

Speaking of supposed gods, I wonder what Celestia is up to this morning. The sun seems to be coming up much slower this morning than any other day. Maybe she's growing weaker. If so, my job is about to become a whole lot easier. I follow her through town until we reach her farm. It's quite something. I've never seen a building almost as big as the Arena before, but here it was. I can hear the sounds of some yammering that sounds pretty close to speech. Guess only Humans are in that barn. It's sad that she's currently leading me towards said farm.

"Now. Rainbow Dash told me ya deserve some type of reward and I need some work done in here since all the males I've recently had have been transferred." Oh shit... I know exactly where this is going, "Now hows about yous go in there, have some fun, and make sure the females get satisfied."

Uh-Uh. Nope. Nada. Abort abort abort. I can think of a whole lot of things to say right now, but I know none of them will convey how I feel right now. She yanks me through the barn entrance way and I'm greeted by a variety of smells. The most prominent one being a musky scent I can't identify. It stirs a fire in me, but it certainly doesn't keep me from my thoughts.

I need to figure out a way out of this. I straighten myself and look around. To my prominent right and left are areas of Human females all naked and walking around on all fours. It's so humiliating. And for what? They're nothing but for breeding Humans? Nothing more than to give birth to more Beta Humans? So they two may grow up, become slaves, and die? Why!? I know Twilight wouldn't agree with any of this, but than again Twilight is out of commission... I wonder if she knows what Applejack is trying to do with me.

I back away slowly before I feel something get stabbed into my leg. I wince and look back to see Applejack has a bored expression on her face. She simply shakes her head and says, "No need to be shy."

What the hell did she just stab into me!? It better not be... whoa...I drop to my knees. I would grab at my head too if I could.

She lays a hoof on my head and points it towards the female who's currently turned away from me. Everything in view as she walks around and eats.

"Now go have fun." She whispers into my left ear.

I want to resist. I do. I want to turn away, but my head and body won't listen to me. I don't like this. I don't want this! God damn... It feels like I've been shot with a sedative times twenty, but it's making my whole body heat up as well. I can feel myself growing bigger. And not in the size I like. My breath becomes labored and my vision swims with pink. I lose all sense of bearing after that. I know I'm going to do something I'll regret.

I heard the barn entrance close shut followed by locks. I need to regain control. I can only think it as my body does everything differently. It moves forward with intentions clear as it disrobes and frees the hardness between it's leg. I can't even call it me anymore as I feel something grab me in the back of my and try to smother me. I can't loose this battle... please... someone... stop me... It's hands grabs ahold of the female's waist. She doesn't even react. What happens next. I don't know. I roar out in anger as I fall away into darkness and away from the scene.

I come too in a place I didn't expect. Not in a pin with females around me. But in a house covered in blood with a Red stallion below me. I look at my hands to find a knife in the right and a leg in the other. I look back at the red stallion to see that it's in fact his. I can't relish in the fact that this happened. Because I wasn't the one who did it. I don't know where I am, and I'm pretty sure when ponies find out... great... I sit down and stare at the wall past the pony. Great...

Day Ten

Author's Note

So after months of planning, writing, rewriting, I finally have the final and probably unexpected last chapter for this story. I'd also like to thank Mckayla for being my rock through all of this. She really held me true when I got sicker and sicker by the days, away from thoughts of suicide, and so much more that she'll never know. I'm so happy to be able to call her mine, and hope everyone has an amazing Valentine because I know I am.

Day Ten

I hear screaming and cheering come from above me as I stand here in the darkness. Screaming? From whom I wonder, until I realize that I've heard these types of screams before. Screams of joy and for blood. I'm here again. The same place I want to burn down to the ground. The same place where I realized that my fate has been changed forever. The place where I realized that my life was about to get a lot more complicated without my consent.

And now here I am. At that complicated point of no return. It's a shame really... I thought I had a good while before I ever thought I'd pay the price for everything I've had to do to make it to this point, but it's just the hand that fate deals us isn't it? You can predict the cards, but fate ultimately finds a way to cheat even the best players of this game of life. I would rub my hair back, but I can't as of right now.

Light pours in as the top of the little wait room they placed me inside of rises up slowly above the ground and reveal me and all my no longer glory to the crowd. Chains that hold my legs and arms together restrict easy movement and scars that run up and down my body are in full view. They decided not to give me any type of armor and sent me up here with just pants. No. That doesn't include underwear. Just pants.

Celestia, Luna, and Twilight all stand on their high perch above us all. Their balcony that shines like gold and is so far up and that even the top of the stands Ponies have to look up to focus their attention on them. Just like gods they act... Twilight doesn't even look in my direction. She's too focused on Celestia and her words that none but them can hear. I see her lips move followed by Twilight's, then Luna's.

It's amazing how much you can learn when you're locked up for a while. I've spent the last four days of my life in jail, starving, and listening and keep as much information as I could. Despite the bombardment of beatings from guards, Twilight herself when she became sober enough to actually visit me, and the beating of Rainbowdash for killing her friend; I've been fairly fine. Stronger if I think about it. Smarter probably in the right light.

I look around the environment to find that I'm in a sealed arena with dirt grounding. No ponies or guards are in here with me, but the stands that are usually open have chains and what looks to be a magical barrier around it to protect them. That's a big first. They're actually concerned about the citizens and everything. I turn around slowly as to not want to fall from the chains holding my legs closer than I would like them to be. I strain a bit at the chains holding my arms behind my back to find them still enchanted and tight as ever.

The place behind me shows a giant gate with humans armed to the teeth behind it. All of them are equipped with armor, weapons, and different powers. Some of them I can guess, but others I'll just have to find out for myself. Oh joy... I shuffle back around and look up towards the higher power as the great and powerful Celestia raises a hoof to silence the crowd around me. Twilight and Luna look forward as Celestia begins to address the crowd for this special event they like to call an execution. Basically, I'm here because I decided to kill Applejack after I went crazy when she drugged me. Of course it's entirely her fault for not asking Twilight if she could or not, but oh well. Turns out I killed a lot more than just Applejack though. There was blood all throughout the house. I'd say it was redder than the barn they have... or at least had outside.

Of course I can't plead innocent of my actions, because I r-eally wanted to kill her. Not like I never had the idea of murdering her, but I didn't get to have fun doing it because it wasn't entirely me that killed her. It sucks too, but maybe I can keep a cool head if I get the chance to kill the others as well... Yea right... as if that would ever happen.

This might be the end of the road for me and my sins. What a shame too. I was really starting to have fun and think better of everything.

I look up towards the ceiling of the building. I wish I could see the sky one last time. The clouds that live such peaceful days, only to be disturbed every so often by the Pegasi. They live such gentle and lazy lives. Something I haven't had in... man... It's been some years hasn't it? Since I've been home with everyone I knew. I wonder how they're doing.

I feel weight drop off of my arms and legs. I look down to find my arms by my side and the two chains unlocked and on the ground. I turn around as I hear what sounds like a crank being moved. The gate slowly rises as the Humans become antsy. They're all ready for blood. More specifically my blood. I'm surprised they didn't kill themselves behind the gate, but... than again... this is Celestia's Human army I'm looking at.

I raise up my arms to fight. Cheers and screams for blood rock the arena as they see me about to fight and the other Humans run forward. Their hooves stomp the stands as the first Human, clad in armor and a mace in his hand, swings at me. I move forward and connect my fist with the stomach area of his armor, and soon his stomach as the armor gives way for my fist. I lift him off the ground and yank my arm back and duck under a blade. I tackle forward and take the man to the ground before rolling forward and shooting up connecting my head to the chest of someone else. I hear bones crack and feel something solid give way before disappearing. I turn and catch a fist to my face that sends me out of the group.

Jeez that smarts... it burns too... I look down to see blood dripping from my face. I look up to see the group of Humans back away for a man with one hand glowing red and the other blue. I can only assume what each hand means by the burning sensation. The left glows red for fire and the right for water. Together they probably make a scolding steam that could melt me to the bone. I get up slowly and spit on the ground. Tastes like metal.

"Hahaha! That's the fighting spirit I don't see from many!" He says shaking his head and laughing, "Too bad you have to die... Bet ya would've made a great soldier."

I hadn't noticed how quiet the arena had gotten until the man before me started speaking. Ha... I'd be so happy to have another man talk to me if I wasn't so sure I was going to die by him as well. He starts running as both hand start glowing brighter.

"Don't disappoint me!" He yells as his fist goes over my head to only have the right one blast me back with the force of water.

I roll across the ground a bit before digging my finger into the ground to stop. I rise up quickly and start to dodge his blast from afar until he's on top of me. My foot comes out and connects with his stomach sending him backwards a bit clutching it. He grins and coughs up a bit of blood.

"Oh boy... they weren't wrong about you. You are stubborn."

He holds up his left hand and I wait. Nothing comes at me and I relax a bit.

"Look up bud."

I do as he says and my eyes probably shrink a bit as I look up to water spikes poised above me. I jump back as they slam into the ground where I was. They raise out and come straight at me with deadly intentions. I weave and run around them as I try to get a hold of myself. When I do, I start running for him.

"Who who who~ Clever aren't you!" He says dropping his hand and getting ready for a fight.

"And fast too!" I say as I dig my right foot hard into the ground and blast forward with my right fist raised.

I may be fast, but his reaction time is on point as he takes the majority of the blow that was aimed at his head into his left arm. It falls limp by his side, broken and unusable. Even the glow dies as his right hand glows brighter. His finger tips grow blades as he start to run for me. His legs has a faint wet trail behind them as well. Before I know it, he's sinking those blades a bit in my left arm as my right fist goes for his head. A hand stops it dead in its track before the man before me disappears completely in a white flash.

The crowd gasps as I look up to see who stopped my fist. A man. White skin, shirt, everything. His eyes give off a faint yellow glow and his wings are radiant and wide behind him. He lifts me up by my fist and slams his fist into my gut making blood shoot out of my mouth. Blackness attacks my vision fast, but those days in jail has really taught me a lot.

He throws me by my fist to my back and I feel a foot slam against my chest before a hand comes towards my face glowing white with an orb. I can only laugh as this warrior goes for the killing blow. As it fires, it gets knocked to the right hitting the barrier and making the whole thing quiver under the power. Even Celestia flinches back as the barrier does so.

From the ground beside me is a black hand that has knocked it to the side. I stare into his yellow eyes as he frown at me hard. More hands shoots up and reach around him, but they grasp nothing as he takes to the air fast. I get up and wipe blood from the corner of my mouth as I look up at him smiling. I cock my head and spread my arms open as if to invite him back.

"Don't you wanna face your sins buddy~? You'll feel better when you do. I know I did." I say as mutilated bodies rise from the ground that only I can see.

Or until at least until I see his eyes widen followed by him motioning for the others to move forward. I look forward to see them charging with weapons and magic. I close my eyes and lets my sins grow along my back. I open my eyes and moves faster than what I was trained to move. When you don't want to have your sins catch up with you, you learn to move a little bit faster.

Shadows grow from my finger tips as I rip through armor and bodies. They fall to their sides and on their backs as I rip their lives away from them. Something hits me in the back followed by two more that bring me to my knees in the middle of a surrounding of Humans. I look back to see mister radiant himself flying with what seems to be a ethereal bow notched with another arrow. I rise up and catch a fist to the face sending me back toppling a few others with me. I get up and shake my head.

The whispers grow louder in my head as I feel my sins slither across my back. It's a cold feeling. A cold feeling of excitement and danger.

Another fist comes. I dodge it and grow my claws bigger and rip through her completely. Top half away from bottom half. The show of power and blood lust is enough to bring the others back. I can hear her voice whisper in my ear now as well. I look up to mister radiant to see him holding a giant arrow pointed at me.

It lets loose with a deafening howl. The wind from such power blows most around while some dig their bodies to the ground. I roar and bring my hands up. A wall of darkness comes before me that blocks the arrow but nearly shatters before the arrow is sucked away into darkness. Mister radiant comes flying through the wall and tackles me to the ground.

"Who are you!" He yells as he grabs my throat and starts flying while dragging me across the ground and into a wall before flying up into the air.

As he does, a giant hand comes from below him and slams into him. He hits the barrier which shocks him before the hand wraps around him and slams him into the ground. It leaves a crater but a beam shreds the hand away. He gets up from his crater as I come out of the wall.

"I'm nothing but a shell that is damned... I'm also a home for the damned." I say in barely a whisper.

He gets up and a sword made of pure light grows forth from his hand that he wields and points at me immediately as he rises from ground slowly.

"Than let me break this shell so I can find out what's in it!" He yells as he blasts towards me.

Kill. Die. KIll. Die. KIll. Die. KILL DIE KILL DIE KILL DIE!

"Death becomes us..." I say as I start to understand these past few days, "Just as it will become everything else!"

Darkness and brightness clash and in a burst of both light and dark, everything fell. The ground trembled, humans and ponies a like died, and the gods were stood flabbergasted with what they saw.
Day Seven

My head hits the wall as I'm thrown in by some of the biggest guards I have ever seen. I turn around and growl at them as they point their spears at me. I almost detest them as much as my treatment on the way here. Luckily for me, this is only just a bit of roughhousing compared to what I had to go through when they got me out of that house.

I've never seen Twilight so mad before. It was like she was a whole different person right than. She made me flinch too. I feel so pathetic and defeated right now. I've worked so hard to only throw it all away when I couldn't get control of myself. I'm completely worthless. From beginning to end. Worthless.

The guard's part to reveal the entrance to the little cell room I'll be holding up inside of to reveal the nightmare I never wanted to face until I was ready. The nightmare that haunts me in the mornings instead of the night.

The great and god-like Celestia. The fake god to a hate inspired world. The inspiration to my ponies and the one who took care of me. The one that started this cruel game oh so long ago to my understanding.

I sneer and clench my fists. The guards make a move to stop me, but a wing from Celestia stops them. She holds a stoic face that shows confidence and calm. Calm that can't penetrate the hurricane of emotions I have going on inside of me at this moment. I will fight for my life right now if I have to. Where I would go, I have no idea. But I don't want to die to the likes of her. Unless she's dying as well.

She moves towards me with slow determined hooves and I rise with my back pressed against the wall. I could use the wall as a push off and charge her if it comes down to it. I've never been hit with Alicorn magic, but I'm sure it can't be any different than unicorn magic... Right?

"So... you're what my student has been protecting. Crafting. Molding to be the undying warrior I wanted. So why do I find you here? Was pulling you away from your tragic fate not good enough for you? Why do you persist in fighting and doing as you please despite this? I know you're an Alpha, so speak." Celestia says flaying her wings a bit for a show to show who's in control here.

The thing about control, is that it requires more than just power and soft words. You need to know when to prove it and when to hold back. Power plays are always a thing that happens between two being that hold power so great. I've learned and seen this for myself in that blasted place. When two are on an even plating, you have to look for an edge. When you wish to become an equal, you need to look for even footing.

I straighten myself and spit a bit of blood at her hooves and stare her dead in the eyes. I hold my scowl as her glare grows deeper.

"Oh? I wasn't aware that being saved means to be made a slave for the righteous. I believe my fate would've been better than having some "rightoues" horse take me away to some god forsaken land that wants me dead and or experimented on. Undying warrior you say?" I ask as I start walking closer to her with a bit of a limp, "How about we find out if that's true or not. Cause I'm so ready to die! But I'm going to be defiant till the very end, and bring someone with me. Someone like dear Celestia."

Now I think that sets the even footing as we stare each other dead in the eyes. She knows I'm not going to back down or ask for forgiveness for what I've done. She knows that I still have fight and will, and will use it up to the very end. If she thinks she can back me in a corner by making me feel bad, she's got another thing coming. The guards are at the ready to fight if the time comes. And I'm ready to slam their heads into the wall if they do.

Silence rules the air around us as we stare into each other's eyes. Here comes the final part. The back down. Who will back out first, who will throw the first strike, or who will decide this a draw. It's all here written in stone. What will this event hold between Human and Alicorn hold. My mind is racing at a million miles per hour and... and... dear god... Where is all of this stuff coming from? I... I knew this? When? Is it because the moment calls upon it. Or is it something else?

"Ahem." Celestia turns and looks as I lean over to see who would interrupt the power play.

A black and bluish Alicorn stands looking disapprovingly at me and the white Alicorn in front of me. Celestia backs up and so do I. A draw it would seems. For now of course. I have my own thoughts I need to look over during this break for the next confrontation between us. Celestia leaves out with guards in tow. The two Alicorn leave speaking in hushed tones as I take my seat up against the back wall and underneath the single window that allows fresh air and my only source of light in.

Silence reins with the lost of clopping hooves soon after their leave. I'm not sure if I'm the only one here, or if I'm the first one to be here. But I can tell I'm not alone. There's my thought of all that has happened so far and what everything has meant up to now. It all comes back to me with a single answer.

Nothing.

It's all meant nothing up to this point. The fighting, the testing, the trust, the work. Nothing. I've done something for nothing. Every thought I've had up to this point has been completely worthless seeing as these are my final days on this planet. I wonder where I'll go once my life is snuffed out here. Probably this Tartarus I keep hearing about from the guards and other ponies I've walked past. Of course, I don't believe in anything a pony says so. And these are god forsaken lands. So no Heaven or Hell for me.

I give a heavy sigh as stare up in the ceiling. I never thought I'd feel so completely worthless in less than five seconds. But here I am. Worthless, beaten, and tired. I could really go for a nap, but knowing that I'm going to be under watch here... I can only wonder what they'll do to me in my sleep.

Oh well... reap what you sow right?

Speaking of reaping... The sound of hooves break the peace of silence and I see the one I didn't want to see. Twilight. A bored expression masking her true feeling. The cell door opens and a dresser is set down behind her by magic. A needle of blue liquid comes from behind her, and she makes her way towards me.

I can only chuckle at how familiar this all seems. It's so funny isn't it? It all ends where it first began....

Night Seven

I hit the floor face first. The sound of her horn dies and I pick myself up slowly. I continue breathing heavily as I feel something slide out of my back followed by more of it. My head is yanked up and smashed into the wall several time before the grip lets go and lets me fall to my side. I roll to my back and stare at her with my good right eye. My blood is over most of her fur and all over her hooves. The cell is no better as it slowly turns into a pool.

I feel darkness creeping in my vision, but another jab of the needle into my arm lets me know that this isn't over yet. She hasn't been this vicious in years. She pries my stomach open with her bear hooves and I let out a yowl of pain.

It's too much. I can't keep focused. The pain is too real. I can't catch my breath. She's lifting part of me out with her bare hooves and magic. I reach out to stop her but a magic shoves my arm down, twists it, and yank it out of it's socket causing more screams from me.

All the while she wears that same bored expression. That same damnable expression of such calm and relaxation as she basically murders me. And to think...

That might be hurting me the most. I've done so much for her. I've suffered so much. And this is the thanks I get? No escape plan, no redemption, no excuse... It hurts so bad Twilight. I want to go home...

But this is home. This is the home for all sinners. This is the new home you've made for yourself. Ravel in your sin. Reap what you sow.

Reap what you sow

Reap what you sow!

Reap what you sow...

The words echo through my mind as I start to lose it. Voices in my head tell me this is my punishment. My damnation.... They let me know the reason for why this is such a God forsaken land. God can't control what happens in Hell.

Twilight sighs as he lets my body organs drop in their wrong place. I gargle blood in my mouth and breath only small amounts of air through my broken nose. I can only hope I die.

You'll never die. You'll pay for your sins with blood and bone.

Skin and bones.

Blood and guts!

Pain and torture...

The voices are loud and clear. I've truly lost it haven't I? My whole body hurts ye... I can't feel anything anymore. My right eye slowly closes as Twilight sighs and walks out to only walk back it with something. She pours it on me and lights a match. I close my eye as she drops it on me.

Burn in hell...

Burn in hell! Burn in hell! Burn in hell!

I begin laughing as I burn there. The chanting in my head continues as the fire cracks and pops. I continue laughing anyway as I raise a hand to my face and hold it. It's so FUCKING hilarious! They want me to go to a place that I'm already at! Even in the end, everyone is still stupid!

Day eight

The outside world brings about bright light and noises of ponies below and birds in the air. Though the sound is only dwarfed by the sound of the voices that I try to drown out by slamming my head against the wall repeatedly. The wet slapping and the slow thrum of numbness really help keep me down here where I can actually feel like I'm normal in a world that is anything but. Though if I really think about it, everything here is crazy. So even if I do lose myself again, I won't be any different than the others here.

Embrace it...

My head hits the wall hard and I let it rest there as the thrum of the numbness increases to a dull beat of a drum. It almost reminds me of a psychotic song I've heard oh so long ago. I can't name the tune, but I know it reminds me of a simpler times of when such events like this would only be joked about and not taken seriously about. A time of friends and peace...

We're your new friends!

The thrum continues as I sit down on my legs and stare up at the bar covered window that connects the outside world to mine. The bars remind me that I'm trapped in here, or that the world outside is trapped away from me. The constant repetition of the song birds outside and the cheerful chuckles and giggles of the fillies and colts sicken me to the core as I try to reach out to a darker part of my well being. That dark portion I wish to drown in that beckons me with the word, friend.

A term I'm oh so familiar with and yet foreign to.

I start to chuckle low and dark. My throat cracks and the laughter comes unsteady and tired. I clean my fists in front of me around the invisible throat that isn't there. Not there yet at least. In time I suppose. In time I'll find the power and the strength to claim the life that should've been mine to control. To be able to snuff out the life of the one who took it from me and replace it with my own. Such thing would be a wonder. A beautiful wonder that none will ever be able to take from me ever again, for they would know I am supreme. I would be all they would fear, for every other problem with be meaningless.

We can offer such power...

The darkness speaks, yet I do not listen. I feel a part of me twinge at the idea, but to succumb to darkness would merely mean giving up on my own free will even more. Yes I would have power, but at what cost? To simply lose myself more? To go against the plan of being free to use my own will and power at my disposal without having one to answer to?

No... I won't fall prey again to the entity that tells me false words with honey enraptured around them.

And yet you long for us. Your heart beats for us to come and hold you. Look around you. The darkness is already following you.

I look up and notice no light pierces in through the bars. Hardly any sounds come through and the darkness around me... wiggles as if insect on top each other looking for a new place to nest and eat. That thing would be me as I find myself reach out towards it. The need for something to feel that torn hole inside of me that Twilight decided to make.

The feeling of having someone rule my life... That's why I feel so incomplete here. That's why it felt just so natural to let Twilight have full control over me with a little resistance. Because that's what I was destined for the entire time. To let others control how I live.

Now you see how your life is meant to be played. Now embrace us. Hold us in that hole you need to be filled.

Day Ten

My foot stomps into the "angel's" back as I grip both of his wings tight in my hands. I stare down at his bloodied body. The darkness surrounding us both has his arms locked to the ground. While my arms start yanking back making a blood curdling scream echo around the Arena. The other Alpha Humans start freaking out as they back up and drop their weapons.

"Fly away angel, if you can." My arms pull back harder as the bones connecting the wings and body begin to pop apart, "Or else the devil will rob you of your joy."

My hard yank back fully separating the angel from it's gift. It's gift of flight and reign over others. It's screams of pain and terror ring out like a song in my head. Shadows reach around the Human's neck and silences it's wonderful song.

I turn and look at the three powers of this world. Or at least the three I've gotten to know as the power of this world. The three false prophets that started this shit of a life I've been living. But know, I can shape it. No. I can't let someone else shape it.

Darkness wraps around my legs and shoot me towards the shield. I see Celestia say something, but it seems to go unheard as the two others do nothing. Or perhaps they didn't know what to do. I don't blame them either.

I break through the barrier and cause the might Celestia to rock back against the wall. My arm revs back and shoots forward as I come face to face with Luna. My fist collides with the side of her head and send her tumbling through ponies and stands. I quickly swirl to my right to see Celestia regaining her senses. She looks at me with surprise and nothing more. For that's all she can show as I move fast and grab her throat in my hands. Darkness forms out around my hand and around her neck. I yank it to the side and let the princesses' head roll off the balcony and onto the field. The first pony scream ignites the entire crowd as they start running for their lives. The other humans can only stand and watch in shock.

Twilight is the first to react with violence as she charge me and knocks me in my side hard. I felt her horn penetrate, but I'm so riled up with adrenaline that I don't really register it much.

I land on my feet and looks up towards Twilights with hatred and disgust to only catch a dark blue hoof to my face sending me out on the field. I roll head of over heels till something blasts me from the top deep into the ground. I crack my eyes open and growl as I sit up in the hole. I stare up and wait till I see a head. When I see the night pony's head, I shoot up and catch the top of my head up against her jaw. I locate her quickly as I land on my feet outside of the hole. I raise my hand towards her body as she lands on her back. A dark orb glows in my palm before firing a beam that makes her top portion disappear.

It feels so right.

Congrats. You've taken their lives.

A singular voice says clearly in my head unlike all the others. It even sounds like a voice I remember... but... why would that be? It's not like the voices in my head have ever taken a liking to any particular voice. They just speak and... I do.

Someone lands behind me and I turn around. Darkness rises around me and covers my hands and feet. The only one I have to worry about right now. After her, everyone will free to do whatever they want. To follow or not, will be their own choice. A beautiful world of freedom and glory. All started by me.

But you really mean me.

"Or I guess me would be better to understand." Twilight says walking closer to me with little threat to my life. The darkness playing at my arms and legs die out and disappear in the wind. I stumble back at a loss for a moment before trying to grow them back out.

"You really are an idiot. Though I guess a useful tool is better than a broken one. Though I guess you're kind of both at this point aren't you? It took me so long, but I'm really happy you came along when you did. You don't know how long I've been planning something like this! The perfect day to really rule Equestria! Celestia and Luna were always the old type that didn't really know what the world needed. But I'm a new generation. With the fall of them and the killing of the "Most powerful creature" they'll be none to rival why I should lead our nation down a different path.

I was right all along you know. Your destiny is to be used by others. You're lucky that it was happily used by me. You should be happy, our combined dream has come true."

I'm not sure when, but I've dropped to my knees and let tears run down my face. I reach up and feel them running down my face. I smiles sadly and look down at the ground until a dark shadow takes of the light that was in front of me. I look up with a frown on my face.

"You look so sad. I know something that'll make you real happy!~" Her horn glows and my body turns cold, followed by darkness overtaking me.

Have I mentioned how much I hate ponies?

Day Four

The sun rises up above the barely visible horizon to bring about another day within the world I've grown to dislike. The inhabitants that I stay with must be waking up right now along with that glorious sun of theirs. I can tell now when the sun rises because of the new addition that has been added to my underground home. A little skylight where I can see the sun rise every morning. I honestly don't mind it, but would have preferred something to cover it up with in the morning. Or at least for it to be bigger so I can try to use it as an escape route.

Light streams in through the small rectangular window above me and I simply glance up. Not to much as to where it would burn my eyes, but just a enough to simply catch a glimpse of the bright ball of fire. The big yellow orb in the sky that provides life and light to the world. It's suppose to bring warmth too, but that warmth never reaches me. Not anymore. Not down here in this cold dank place.

I let a yawn escape my mouth and smack it trying to get rid of the bad taste in it. It really is something foul. I think I've actually been getting sick since yesterday if I think about it right. I've picked up a bit of a cough since my times of returning indoors from that harsh rain yesterday. It took us both by surprise, but Twilight was very insistent on keeping me training.

I look at my hands that are no longer their peachiness that they started out as. They're now red and raw from abuse and torture. I stretch my finger in and out feeling the pain and strain that lies deep within the bone. I never would have thought she'd ever stop repairing that stupid wall.

"Of all the things I had to practice punching, a wall of bricks and cement isn't the first thing that comes to mind. At least all those potions have had some type of use for my body."

I get up and walk over to the small pile of paper on the floor. I was suppose to read them yesterday, but I didn't really have my mind set on it since it was more set on giving my hands and feet a rest. I glanced over the papers and they didn't really seem important. But knowing her she's probably going to test me on some of my knowledge on it. I might as read one or two before she decides to come down here and get me. Or get that forever present dragon of hers to come get me whenever she's too "busy" to get me herself. I'm sure that's a universal thing. Laziness I mean.

Even I have my lazy days, but those are less visible seeing as I have to be at attentive at all times or else invoke the master's whip. Which nine times out of ten is made of magic. So my lazy days are usually when I try to drown her out as much as possible and just let my body go into auto pilot. It hardly ever works, but hey. It's better than nothing. If I just let her speak my ears off, I'm sure I'd be brain dead with knowledge by now.

I crouch down and pick up the first two papers of the stack. The first one is labeled consumption. I glance down the paper and raise an eyebrow in surprise. It lists a whole lot of different names I can't pronounce as well as what they do. It describes the liquid which they contained as well as the effects they have. One that catches my interests immediately is toughened skin from a black liquid contained with in a cylinder flask? I probably drunk something like that a week ago, at least. Probably more or less if my memory is slipping.

"What are you getting at..." I muse to myself as I flip the first page over and over again glancing at the different effects these potions have been trying to get at me.

I see loyalty potions placed a few times, healing a few more times, stamina, emotions. Everything that concerns me is here. Does that mean all the other papers are too? If they are, why would she want to give me paper like this? Is she trying to earn my trust or something? Or is this another one of her tests.

I glance at the door expecting her to be watching me from it. It's not cracked and I don't here any steps coming from above. I glance back down at the first page and lay it on the ground on it's face.

The second page reads history. It lists every little thing I've talked to her about as well as everything that has been going on since my first day here. I don't know when she wrote a lot of this, but some of these things I don't really remember well. But than again, most of my time at a certain point was just nothing but black outs and waking terror and pain. I shiver as I remember her attempt at gaining bone marrow out of me. My right leg aches at the memory.

I glance down at the pile to see that the history still continues onto the third page. She probably has it up to date, so it probably goes on to several pages. Several being six or five. I don't want to read over my history. I know it for what it is, and I doubt anything written will change that. I place the two pages back on the pile and walk away from it. I glance up to see the sun is no longer within my sights. She was true to her word, I'll only get to see the sun when it rises.

The door opens and reveals the mare in question.

"Hurry on up." She says before turning around.

"You can at least shut the door behind you..." I grumble out as I climb the stairs.

Yesterday went by pretty fast if I think about it. I hardly remember much of it. I ate, trained, trained, trained, and trained while Twilight mumbled things to herself while writing stuff down. She's been more out with her emotions of late. To me at least. I'm.. I still don't know why, but I'm pretty sure it has something to do with her dream two days ago. I'm not one hundred percent sure, but I'm sure enough that's a pretty safe start to assume such a thing.

I walk into the laboratory from the stairs and she waves me over to a table on the far side. Every time I walk in here I get small flash backs of everything that has happened down here. It's nothing major, just little reminders of why I hate living where I do. Sure it's small as well, but it's cozy. I just wish the place of my pain, blood, and tears wasn't up above it.

I walk to the table, after passing cleaned up machines and closing my door, and see that the tables has a few selection of food. The right has a plate of scrambled eggs, the middle has sausage, and the third is some toast? I glance at Twilight expecting her to give me some instructions, but she just simply stands there waiting. I reach a hand out and grab a piece of toast. I taste is expecting it to be laced with some type of chemical, but find it just to be made of hay.

"Blah... I keep telling you I can't digest hay!" I tell her as I toss the piece of toast back on the plate.

She just simply nods her. It's... unsettling. Very unsettling. I expected her to say or do something from my outburst, but she's just wanting me to eat? My brain doesn't understand, but I'll play her little game. For now. I take up a piece of sausage and nearly throw up as I spit it out.

"What the hell is this!" I scream as I drop the sausage on the floor.

Out of everything she had to put in my mouth, that is the most foul thing ever that I've had to put into my mouth. I don't even think that's meat! If it is, it's some cruel joke against everything that is meaty. I'm scared of the eggs. I don't even want to try to touch them. They could be some kind of algae or creature.

"I'm not trying the eggs..." I say backing away from the table.

Twilight nods her head before taking up all three plates with her magic and levitating them up to the next room upstairs. She turns her head to me and looks me up and down as a board and quill, dripping ink, floats over to her. She writes a few things down here and there and we both stand in silence. This silence is maddening. I've never known her to be so... compliant with me.

"The toast was fur, pony fur to be more exact, and the sausage was made from a combination of human as well as pony meat. The eggs you don't have to worry about. It may be in your best interest to just forget about them."

I feel my stomach and heart sink at the mention at human meat. Wait. No! Should I even feel bad about that part. Pony meat? Where the hell... did she?

"Twilight... why... where..."

I don't even know where to start. My whole mind has just shut off. That's something I would never have expected from Twilight. Sure she pulls a lot of dirty tricks and schemes, but this is an entire different level. This is feeding a creature one of its own species to see what it does. It's like some sick perverted joke.

"Why would I feed you something like that? To test your taste bud. Where did I manage to get such meat. Well, I made some trade agreement with one of the griffins yesterday before we left. I figured I might as well test this now before it was too late." She says never looking up from the board till the last word, "Obviously you don't like either."

I keep quiet to her rambling. She has a bored expression on her face as if this is all routine. No, as if she was expecting me not to like it. She just fed me pony meat and human meat as if she does it everyday. Does she? What stops her from feeding me human meat secretly without telling me. What if I've been enjoying that human meat. My eyes go wide as I back up.

"Oh god... have you be-"

"No. Today was only the first day." She says simply as she walk away from me, "Now strip down."

I don't mind her words as I stay in my state of shock. I don't know whether I should believe her right now or not. There has been sometimes where everything goes bad, but more times than not it's best that I trust in her. But that... that crosses a line I never thought anypony would ever cross. Feeding human to a human just to see what happens!? Why the hell would she ever do that! If I could, I'd end her right here and now for pulling such a stunt!

A foreign force grabs my leg and yanks it from under me. I hit the floor ass first and shake my head out of my stupor and rage. Twilight is looking at me with a very annoyed look right now. He horn glows with a probably already charged spell if I keep disobeying her.

"I said strip."

Right. I can't worry about that right now. Her time and my time will come. I just have to wait for the right moment. I get back up and start to strip away the cloth clung to my body. A simple light green and brown shirt, some faded and ripped blue pants, and some loose stripped underwear. They modeled most of my clothes off of the clothes I came here with. Though, the fashion choice for most humans here is nude and warrior wear like the ponies and the guards so. No complaints from me.

I stand there stark naked with my arms crossed. I don't really get the point of these evaluations at the end of each moth. They make no sense to me. Well, I guess I can keep up with the days like this. Figure out which month is which. It's been twenty eight days since my last evaluation so... February into... jeez it's been so long since I've seen a calendar. Let's see. January, February, March, March! There we go, March!

"What are you smiling about." She asks as she approaches me with measuring tape and big silver flask with a unknown liquid inside.

Or at least I can hope it's liquid.

"Self Achievement." I reply still smiling like a dope for remembering the month.

I'll take what ever I can get here. There's not a lot of time I get to remember stuff like this. I try to keep what I know alive by reminding myself, but a couple of months back I realized I forgot my age. All I know is my birthday for now. And that's in between September and November. Good old October. Why I like it so much is beyond me.

Twilight shakes her head at my self proclaimed self achievement and continues on with the evaluation.

"Feeling sick?" She asks as she start measuring my height.

"Yeah, but it's only because I'm sick of this place."

"Any actual sickness? Eighty-two." She says followed by the quill moving.

"Well, just a bit of a cough. I'm guessing another one of your potions. Or perhaps me being in the rain that long time." I say irritated.

"Hmm. 48." She says in acknowledgment after taking in my waist.

She moves the tape measure away from me and levitates the flask to her mouth and drinks from it. I look at her curiously and hold my tongue as she throws the flask back. She gulps it down and walks away from me. She motions me to follow with the some what square liquid holder which I immediately do. Both curious, as well as scared, and fascinated about what she may have in mind with the bottle in its emptying contents. Perhaps she's finally decided to experiment on herself instead of me now.

The walk doesn't take too long as we reach a machine designed for me to sit in. It's what I call the privacy invader. Because it invades the privacy of my mind and shows Twilight what I like, hate, and think. It's a real problem at times too whenever she gets me all riled up about me being fat or too skinny. It's her fault really. The time she figures out how to properly feed me is the day that I will give her my undying loyalty.

... I felt a cold shiver go down my spine. The thought doesn't abode well for me really. Plus she hasn't even told me how the stupid machine work. All I know is how the procedure goes for it.

She drinks from the flask again and waits for me to hurry up and sit down. She doesn't have to verbally say it, I just know from that look on her face. I promptly sit and feel metal latch over my arms and legs securing me to the seat cold metal torture machine. I say torture machine for only one reason. I clench my fist against the metal end of the arm rest and prepare for what I know will be a long time of darkness and pain. I clench my eyes close as I feel something snap into several places of my spine. The last thing I do is scream in pain as I feel electricity spread through my body as well as pain.

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"By Celestia you're so loud..." I say trying not to slur my speech together as I walk about with my drink still clutched in my magic and this human screaming from the monthly check up, "You should be used to this by now. Than again, your will has mostly fallen out with your mind."

I sit in the chair across from his and watch as he writhe in pain from the machine. He never remembers everything, but I guess he'll learn from the results this time. It all stops suddenly and he falls limp within the chair. I don't even know why I bother with speaking to him while he's like this anyway. I take another long sip from the drink and prop my head up with a hoof as I stare at him. I wonder if he's been reading the accounts I've given him? Probably not. Why would he. He doesn't even trust me...

"So. How are you feeling?"

"Sick." He responds mechanically as he sits back up in the chair.

This is the only time I can truly ever get a proper response out of him without having to deal with his attitude. I'm so happy Celestia gave me this little device as a present for such good work. It's suppose to fry the brain of ponies after they've gotten their answers, but I figured since he's not a pony he'll be fine. And so far he has been fine. The truth machine is such a fascinating device. I wish I had met the pony who had made it.

"What kind of sickness?"

"Slight leakage of mucus and small coughs."

My quill goes to work on the board. Magic makes things so much easier.

"Thought of the world as of now."

"It's a place full of slaves and masters. I do not like this place and I know it'll be the death of me one of these days. As well as you and many others."

Same old same old. He'll never quit with the free himself and kill everypony antics. I keep trying to get it through his thick skull that it'll never work, but he's a lost cause I guess. Though the thought of him actually escaping is pretty hilarious.

"What do you think about me."

"I see you as a challenge that I will have to make do with. I hate you with every fiber of my being and hope that I will one day feel the blood from your body flow down my skin as I rip away at your body for all you have put me through."

"Do you trust me."

"... Hardly."

"Of course you don't..." I take another long drink from the bottle and feel the flow stop before I even set it down.

I toss the bottle away and stare at him. He's always been such an... interesting part of my life. When he first came about, I was afraid I'd screw something up and wind up without such an interesting piece of specimen again. Soon caution was thrown to the wind when I found out how... resilient he is compared to the others. Plus his speech and life are all so much better than all the other humans in this world. He's truly a card to upset everything.

"What do you think of the humans here?"

"They're not very interactive and it seems their wills have been broken."

So he doesn't know. I guess it's better that way for now. It'll keep fueling him to keep doing his best. And I need him at his best. Man I wish I had brought two down here...

"What do you think about your life."

"It has grown easier, but it's still not acceptable."

"Under what regarshs? ... Regards?" I says shaking my head as I feel the alcohol take a part of me.

"Under regards of nourishment and living space."

"Right... always the same thinshgs... How do you feel about killing?"

"I feel as if I should kill every single pony that comes in my path. Starting with you."

"And humans?"

Silence follows the questions. It seems that one he doesn't have an answer for. In do time I suppose. Probably not, but eventually he'll come to answer. He'll have to if he wants to survive. I see the Arena as a way to see about his morality. Test his fighting skill and see how much of my labor has really paid off on him For now, he probably sees them as one of his own, but I wonder how crush he'll be if he found out they're not.

"Do yoush... Do you think that... people are like you?" I say finding it harder to bring up words with the haze that's starting to take hold.

"Yes."

"What if you're wrong?" I say rubbing the bridge of my nose.

Silence. Of course he wouldn't know what to say. Oh well. Next month he'll probably know. He'll read the report and see it and start questioning. Whether or not he comes to me is a different question all on its own. I hope he comes to me when all of my problems are over.

"What will you do when you're free."

"Fight and free the others."

Well that's new. Usually his common answer would be along the lines of run and hide or hide and live here while killing all those who come in here. I guess seeing all those humans have give him a bit of hope. I can only smile at how that would be such a folly plan.

"Good luck with that. Do you plan on killing everyone?"

"I plan on killing all the masters."

"Meaning?"

"Freeing all slaves."

I... I see. He wants to make an army of slaves than? Or is it simply just to see if he can? Thoughts for later when I'm not so... intoxicated. I stand up and pull the plugs from his body while bringing over a black bottle with neon green fluid inside.

"Open."

His maw opens and the bottle flows liquid down his throat to help heal the holes that have most likely formed in his spine and back. The restraints let go and his body falls limp and out of the chair. I never once questioned how the other humans would survive in this, but it would be a nice experiment to see one day. Unless Celestia has already done it herself. After all, it was her that gave it to me in it's already used condition.

Maybe I'll ask her one day.

I place the quill and board on the table where I had "Breakfast" for him and do my best to grasp him in my magic. Of course it proves futile as his natural magic has grown a lot stronger since his first arrival. No, I wouldn't say natural magic. It's something else. It's not quite magic, but something is radiating off of him that prevents magic from taking hold of him easily.

I shake my head as it starts to go light and fuzzy. I move away from the body and up the stairs. I'm sure he'll just wonder back down into his little hole. Or at least I can hope. I stumble a bit on one of the stairs and continue my progress as my magic latches on the door and opens it for me.

"I need another drink..." I say as images start to plague my mind again from the past two days.

Author's Note

Man... it has been a long time since I've been able to actually get back on this thing. I've been on and off with sickness and I've also been trying to get control of my life as late. But hopefully you'll enjoy what I have brought about for the table. And, if you can't tell, yes I won't be doing this day by day. Some days nothing interesting happens, others stuff do happen. Twilight and them do go on quest some days, so Twilight keeps him locked up with his own musings. Or just put him in a giant training area.