Dash tilted her head.

“Who?”

“She’s the main character of the show, while you look like one of her closest friends.”

“Okay, but why is she here in this barracks, rather than with the other unicorns?”

“Let me check something.” Spits said. She walked over and lifted Twilight’s shirt. With a happy “aha” expression, Spits said, “Yup, just as I guessed, she’s in Alicorn form.”

“Ali what?”

“You know we have three different types of ponies here?” Dash nodded. “Well Alicorns are all three in one. Sort of like a Swiss army pony. She can do anything we Pegasi can do, have the Earth pony strength and stamina, and of course cast magic like unicorns. However, they have far more power with each of their pony abilities.”

“Sounds almost godlike,” Dash observed.

“While fans have debated for years if they are actually gods in the show, they seem to have the powers of the Greek gods at least. I say that because Lauren Faust based her version of the franchise on Greek mythology.” Spits sighed. “Well from other arrivals I’ve seen she won’t wake for hours, so we better get some shut eye.” Dash reluctantly nodded and headed to her bed.

* * * * *

Dash was just stirring when she heard a yelp. That got her awake and she looked around. Lightning’s bed was empty and had no sign she had slept there. That was worrying, but she continued to look and her guess was confirmed. Twilight was up and looking fearfully around.

“W-where am I?” She asked fearfully and Dash came over to her side.

“You’re in Camp Dependable. Brought here for your ‘protection’. I’m Dash and over there is Spitfire.” Dash said while she pointed to the now awake fire themed pony.

“I’m Lisa Thomson. How did I get here? I was at my house in the country trying to learn how to use my powers, and then felt a sting, then nothing.”

“They somehow found you and knocked you out to be brought here. They stripped you of your civilian clothing, and then gave you that prison outfit with a harness to prevent you from flying like us.”

“But why? It makes no sense. I wasn’t harming anyone. My place was miles from anyone else.”

“Frankly I think someone in the NSA wants to use us as weapons and are using the protection excuse to pull it off.” Before more could be said the nearby outer door opened and a pair of surly guards was carrying another pony in. As they walked past, she saw it was Lightning and she didn’t look good. They laid her on her bunk and began to walk out.

”What did you do to her?” Dash said with anger.

“Nothing that concerns you, pony.” One said with disdain. That impolite insult just made her fury grow.

“The HELL it’s not, she’s my friend!” She yelled and started to approach the pair. They lifted their guns at her.

“Just drop it pony.” He said and she just glared at him as he walked out before going back to her friend. Lightning just lay in her bed, staring at nothing. Dash took a close look and saw bruising around Lightning’s wrists and a glance showed that her ankles had them as well.

“What did they do to you Lightning?” Dash asked and when she put a hand on Lightning’s thigh as she checked for other bruises the girl in front of her shivered. Then the light of dawn illuminated her head. She removed her hand and moved both to cup Lightning’s head and leaned herself in so that Lightning could get a clear and strong whiff of her scent. Early on they all discovered they had a stronger sense of smell now and that made meals all the more enjoyable. Soon they learned to recognize everyone’s scent and that made these barracks ponies into a circle of friends, a neighborhood community within the camp. As she did this she also said quietly. “It’s okay Lightning, you’re safe now, you’re with us now. Your friends are right here.”

It took awhile, but Lightning calmed down and then fell asleep. All the other girls in the barracks looked at them with lines of apprehension and worry etched on their faces. Spitfire broke the silence.

“Did they actually…?” Dash looked back at the sleeping girl.

“Yeah, I think they did.” She looked up and she saw the anger she felt spreading among the girls in the barracks.

“That’s it; we’re getting out of here. Talia,” Dash addressed a girl who looked similar to Dash, but had pink fur, dark blue hair and tail. From their time spent in the communal showers she knew she had a pair of blue lightning bolts on her hips. “I need a few others to spread the word of what just happened. Create an uproar. Spits I’m assuming you want to join me?”

“Only if Lightning is coming.”

“Like I’d leave her here after that.” Dash then looked at Lisa. “I’ve been planning a break out for awhile. Do you want to join me?”

“You betcha.”

“So you are just leaving us with the guards that did that to Lightning?” asked another girl who had a lavender coat, with a yellow mane and tail.
Dash looked at her and said, “We all can’t escape at once, but I plan to tell the country what’s going on here. What I need you girls to do is create a distraction and a mob is perfect considering what they just did. Do you have any skills in entertainment?”

“I’m an exotic dancer at a chic gentlemen’s club.”
Smiling, Dash snapped her fingers. “That’s perfect! Don’t put yourselves in danger, but keep the guards looking at your antics. Everybody get ready, I’ll inform Jasmine.”

* * * * *

Dash got her breakfast and easily found Jasmine They both took a table and Jasmine asked.

“Is it true?”

“That Lightning was raped last night? Very likely, just touching her hip got her shivering and she had the signs of being bound.”

“How can they possibly justify that!?”

“Doesn’t matter. We are making our move today as soon as the mob has drawn enough attention.”

“Alright. I think I can fulfill my part. Who all is going?”

“You, me, a new arrival named Lisa, maybe Spitfire or Lightning Dust. Depends how Lightning is. The NSA thugs think that we inmates are going to attempt to steal their vehicles during a breakout. While it would be cool to swipe the base commander’s limousine; instead let’s show those thugs that we are smarter than that, by escaping through the wall on the opposite side of their motor pool, where they station the fewest guards. As my Dad told me once, ‘If you can’t outfight your opponents, then out think them.’” Jasmine nodded and they finished their meal in silence.

* * * * *

The sun was starting to set when the mob formed, demanding justice for Lightning. Dash went to Lightning’s bunk and kneels down so that she could look the now awake girl in the eye. Spitfire has been by her side since she was returned trying to comfort the girl.

“Lightning, I’m planning to breakout and I would like to have you with us. I have no idea what you went through, but you are my friend and I want to protect you. But if you don’t want to go that’s fine, Spits will stay with you in that case...” Lightning looked at her and actually seemed to see her. Lightning extended her hand and Dash took it.

“I… I don’t want to fear anymore Dash.”

“I’ll take that as a yes, glad to have you with us.” Lightning smiled and both Dash and Spits helped her up and with their support they headed for the common area to meet up with Jasmine.

* * * * *

The mob was in full swing when they met up with Jasmine. Her friends Trixie and Fleur were staying behind and will make a light show to add to the distraction. Jasmine observed the movement of the guards and it looked like the mob had gotten their attention focused on themselves. With a nod from Jasmine, Dash and Spits knocked out the guards guarding the entrance to the Pegasus area. Taking the keys off an officer, they covered their sleeping bodies with a camouflage tarp, unlocked the door, and the group heads to the edge of the fenced in area where they saw a forest beyond. They stopped at a locked door in the outer wall, blocking their escape to the forest.
Unlikely to have time to figure out which key unlocked that door, Jasmine used her magic to feel for the lock and unlocked the door. Lisa took the door in her magic and slammed it open, knocking the door’s lone guard off balanced. With that Dash took a running jump.

Note: Hoof beats fist any day. The guard was knocked out cold and after hiding the guard in a portable potty shack, the group raced to the forest line. They heard the fireworks of Trixie and Fleur and then prayed that it took all notice away from them. They got into the forest with no signs of any pursuit or any indication that the guards had noticed their escaped. They had made it so far.

After a few minutes they stopped running and rested by a stream where they all took a drink of water. Dash leaned against a tree with Jasmine at her side enjoying the peaceful moment.

“Well (breathe) that worked well (breathe).” Jasmine commented.

“Well that’s just the first part. They will notice us gone eventually and will be looking. We’ve got to get word out before that can happen.”

“I hate to suggest this in light of what happening to Lightning, but we should ditch the prison clothes.” Spitfire said. Dash looked down and saw the bright yellow shirt and pants. They were so bright they were repulsive.

“Yeah, as colorful as our fur and hair has become, the outfits we were given puts those to shame. Lose them; we are all girls here after all.” She started taking off the shirt and pants. Dropping them onto the grass she felt the slight breeze on her now uncovered parts, and that sensation felt nice. They shoved the offensive clothing down what looked like a rabbit hole. She felt a need to stretch her wings but the harness prevented that. “Hey Jasmine, you think you can get this off? You have great attention to detail.”

“Let me take a look.” She got up and Dash stood still as Jasmine looked over the harness. The unicorn girl circles her taking a close look at the individual bands. “Ah HAH! There is it!” She heard a hum then the harness tightened a bit before it felt loose and then didn’t feel it on her body anymore. She stretched her wings out wide for the very first time. They ached with being pinned down for so long, but it was a good ache.

“Thanks Jasmine, that feels great.”

“Hey, could she cut mine?” Spits asked.

“I’ll cut all of yours, now line up please.” All the winged girls did and the next couple minutes, they had the joy of their harnesses being taken off them and then stretching their wings.

“Alright let’s head out. I want more distance between us and the Camp.” They all got up on their hooves, headed away from the camp, and into an unknown forest. The forest had no sign of human habitation. Their oversized eyes, once adjusted to the darkness, allowed them to see their surroundings and each other as well as their human eyesight did on an overcast day.

* * * * *

The moon was high in the sky when they finally decided to call it a night and took shelter in a dense grove of mature evergreen trees. These trees grow so tall and so close together that they couldn’t see the sky. They didn’t have the tools to build a survival shelter and had concluded that unicorn magic was too “luminescent” to risk being noticed. Dash volunteered to take first watch. She lay against a tree with Jasmine leaning against her sleeping. Dash’s left breast being used as a pillow. A small smile graced Jasmine’s lips. That caused a smile on Dash’s face. She missed seeing that look when she had fell asleep in front of the TV. Dash wanted to be back to those days as much as possible. She shifted between watching their camp’s surroundings, her girlfriend, and the beauty of the night forest.
With care as to not wake up Jasmine, Dash got to her hooves, walked over to Spitfire, and with a low voice woke her up. After getting Spitfire to take over second watch, Dash carefully rejoined Jasmine and then joined her in the world of dreams.

* * * * *

Sunlight woke Dash the next morning and everyone slowly woke up. They looked around for food that humans would eat, but couldn’t find any. Their hunger was strong enough that they become desperate for food and ate grass. Yes, the docs did prove that they could eat grass. It wasn’t tasty, but it filled them up.
Dash asked Jasmine, “For the first time in my life, I slept outdoors without a stitch on. Yet, I didn’t feel the least bit cold last night. Do you have any ideas how I or anyone else in our group could be comfortable sleeping at night without wearing any clothing?”

Jasmine replied, “The doctors’ testing determined that our outer body hair is a very good insulator as our coats retain the same amount of our body heat as a normal equine. And, similar to normal equines we feel comfortable in low temperatures that would be considered chilly to normal humans.”

“Thanks Jaz, that’s good information to know. But, we should start walking and put more distance between us and Camp Legally Indefensible.”

For hours, they walked in silence to not attract unwanted attention, while listening to any sounds around them. Dash was bewildered as she realized all the natural sounds her pony ears could hear and the forest scents her pony nose could smell. Then, an unknown, female voice interrupted their silent walking.

“Well, here’s a sight you don’t see everyday. Did you guys escape from that old army base?” They all looked around and walking from behind a tree, holding what looked to be a rifle was another pony-human. She had gold fur with red hair that had yellow streaks in it and a horn. She wore an old, military style combat uniform and she looked certainly ready for a hike.
Dash took charge of the conservation with the new unicorn-human and said, “Yeah, we did escape. My name is Dash, yours?” The girl gave her a ‘really’ look before shrugging.

“My name was Jack Ryan, but with the change I now go by Sunset Shimmer.”

Author's Note

You be surprised by how little there is of anthro Sunset Shimmer. This was the closest I could find to match.

Edit on staff edit. the should be allowed. this is an M rated story and you have Fuckign incest stories on this site.