Chapter 1

Prince. A title that’s so simple, yet one of the most powerful, just under king and queen; Obviously. Yet, for Valerium...It was never that way. His parents had mysteriously disappeared on his eighteenth birthday. As law should dictate...He would become the new ruler, but this did not happen because Valerium was a half-blood. Half pony, half changeling. Now...as you can imagine, What pony would want a changeling running their country? Just changelings; Again, obviously. This is why Princess Celestia took the place as the ruler.

Our story begins on Valerium’s eighteenth birthday, the day when his curse began.

Valerium was sleeping soundlessly in his room, normally he has no dreams when he sleeps...But on this night, he did. To be more specific, a nightmare. It is one that he’s been having for quite a while now, one that not even Luna can help with.It always starts the same. He’s standing alone, staring down at his hooves. Suddenly, he looks up and sees something in the distance, a pony of some kind. Every time he tries to get close to it, it looks in his direction and then lets out a blood curdling scream, to which Valerium has to cover his ears to try and block out the sound. This all continues until he wakes up.

But this time, Valerium did not wake to his family members, personal guard or his servant, rather A normal guard had awoken him.

“Prince, You have to come with me right now, the castle is under attack!” The guard shouted. He was a average colt with dark fur and mane, along with dark features that suited his face.

Before Valerium could even rub his eyes the guard grabbed him and flung the young colt over his back. The guard opened a window and flew out, then lit his horn as he began to mutter to himself. “Come on Light…” He muttered, looking around as his magic held….wait, Magic and flying?!

Valerium looked at the wings, They were normal. The only way a unicorn could fly is if they cast a butterfly wing spell, or a variation...but not normal ones.

“W-wait a second, You’re not a guard!!” Valerium shouted, scrambling to get away from the stranger. “A-and there’s no attack on Canterlot! I demand you-”

The guard cut Valerium off by squeezing the air out of Valeriums lungs. “Shut it you little brat.” Another guard arrived just a few minutes after, which looked the exact opposite as the darker one.

“Aw....He was in his room wasn’t he? Dammit...Fine, Round of drinks on me.” The white one spoke, shaking his head while rubbing it with his hoof. “Welp, Let's get back then.” The darker one smiled as his horn lit up again and everything for Valerium went black.

Once Valerium woke up, he was cold and wet. He tried to open his eyes but found only darkness. He tried to move to uncover his eyes, but only found that his hooves were tied behind him in a comfortable manner. Valerium tired to listen for...anything, But sadly only heard the pitter-patter of water droplets hitting the floor.

After what seems like hours of just sitting there, Valerium heard a door open and the sound of colt stepping toward him. He gulps as the steps stop in front of him, and he can feel a very large colt in front of him.

“Hm...A half breed...Very rare indeed.” A dark voice speaks, as Valerium can feel the colt's eyes looking all over him. “Plus, It’s a prince of the royal family….Yes...You shall make a very nice pet.” The colt laughs evilly.

Valerium shivers as the colt breaths on his neck slowly before sinking his teeth into his neck, causing Valerium to yelp and struggle as much as possible, which only seemed to make the teeth sink harder. A million things were going through Valerium's mind, but he couldn’t focus on anything...He couldn’t think at all. Something, as crazy as it seems, was blocking his thoughts from himself! It was strong magic...He could feel it around his whole body.

The mysterious colt let go of his neck, giving it a nice long lick before stepping back. “I want him broken and brought to my room as soon as pos-” The colts deep voice said as it faded away before being cut off by a large metal door closing.

One single thought did get to Valerium’s mind, “Why me…” he thought. “Why does this creep want ME!? I know he...he wanted a half breed...But that doesn’t explain enslaving a fo- Colt...Im….a colt. I’m eighteen now…” Valerium sighed as he finished his thought. He knew no matter how much he thought about it, It wasn’t gonna unlock the metal on his hooves. Hours past and Valerium’s eyes grew heavy. He slowly closed them for what seemed like a second, Before ice cold water was splashed in his face.

“Wake up, Toy!” A voice shouted. It was a new voice...One more threatening. “It’s time for your first lesson.”

Valerium shook his head. “Huh? W-what...w-where am-”. Before he could finish, a bright red gag flew into his mouth. The ball seemed far too big and stretched his mouth to its max, Causing pain to shoot though his jaw.

The colt chuckled, he was a fairly large bald colt with deep tired eyes. “Well...Now that you're awake, pick an instrument of torture that I'll use after the branding.” The colt said, grinning and waving to the side to reveal a table of instruments ranging from sex toys to knives and hooks. Valeriums eyes shot open, terrified. No, not because of the torture devices…Because of the branding. B-R-A-N-D-I-N-G! Valerium knows about it, though- and exactly how much it hurts.

Valerium tried to respond, but it only came out as muffles.

“Oh what’s that?” The colt says before giving a obvious fake gasp. “You would like all of them at once? My my, Someone’s feeling daring~” The colt teased. “Hmm...What should I do first? Toture or branding...Hmm...If I do the branding first then the torture you might stay awake longer, “ the colt said tapping his chin with his hoof, “But if I do the torture and then the branding it might be more painful. Decisions decisions…”

The colt sighs after a few minutes of quiet thinking, minus Valeriums muffles, and picks up the branding tool from the nearby fire. On it there was the word “Slut”. Valerium gulped as the colt gave him a wicked grin, slowly moving the hot iron over his cutie mark, which is a bloody crescent moon. “Better bite that gag hard! This is gonna hurt like a bitch!” The colt shouted before intense heat and pain assaulted Valerium’s flank. He screamed and tried to kick, but due to his restraints, couldn’t. “Better not move or i’ll have to start over!” The colt laughed, Pushing hard. Valerium screamed louder and everything began to blur, not just from the tears in his eyes. He could slowly feel the intense head lessen on his flank, but everything kept fading. The last thing Valerium heard before everything went black was the colt saying, “Aww fuck...Forgot he’s a pampered pussy all his life.”

Valerium didn’t dream, as usual, but even now his nightmares wouldn’t visit him...because they were coming true.