The room flashed back into view, my awareness no longer failing me. I could think slightly more clearly, but my breath was exhausted. I knew I didn't breathe, I could see that much from my mouth. But for some reason, I always felt as though I was. I felt breath enter my lungs, and exhale. But no air truly passed. It was a trick of the mind, an illusion, my mind desperately clinging to some belief that it was alive.

Painted Pink was on the ground, now facing towards me. Her hoof reached out desperately, as though she was trying to grab at me. She was about five yards away, back towards my cell. She looked positively horrified, as though she'd never seen anything quite so horrible in her entire life.

I turned to look around me, expecting to see a large crowd. But surprisingly, the ponies were paying no attention to the scene I had stirred. They still ran past me, some slightly brushing past me. Many wore lab coats, some had harnesses, others wore no uniform. No more guards were in sight that I could see, but there were certainly more around.

I looked at the end of the hall, there was a large blast door ponies were fighting viciously to crawl through. I heard yelling behind me, and I spun around to see what the source of the new trouble was.

Pink stared straight, not at me, but right through me. Her eyes terrified, locked on nothing. Racing down the hall from behind her, slamming ponies into the walls ruthlessly, were many robots that looked like me. Many were less complex, some weren't even completed. But they all appeared to be equally aggressive towards anything in their path.

"What the fuck is going on down there?!" I shouted.

Pink jumped to her feet, moaning in pain as she appeared to have trouble using her rear left leg.

"The machines are in a secure state! They are supposed to target any threats to the facility if an alarm sounds, like backup security." She rushed up to me at as fast as her limp could take her. I wrapped a hoof around her and did my best to help carry some of her weight. "But they look like they're attacking anything! They can't pick us out from a threat!"

We rushed down the hall, the intensity growing greatly in the room. I felt as though a wild beast was chasing me, biting at my tail, screaming for me to run faster. I refused to listen to the voice, however, in fear that I may lose grip on my only companion.

The door was only several yards ahead, we were so close.

The screaming from behind me echoed into memory once again, this time much louder. I could hear the impacts of metal on flesh riddle the hallway beyond the screaming.

My fight or flight response was easily noticeable. I stopped dead in my tracks, stared downwards, and considered my odds. Pink fell over beside me. Quickly, she raised herself and stared at me from my right.

"What are you doing? It's time to go!" She warned, poking my side.

Without answering, I was filled with an explosive energy, the urge to fight. I felt sickly amused by the thought of me getting into another brawl. As if my body told me it was the best thing I had ever done. I felt a ping of guilt in my chest, but I repressed it as I spun around and bolted back towards my cell, towards the other androids.

"Andy get back here now! They'll rip you apart!" She screamed.

The lights blinked out, I could see them. There were about six androids out on the loose. They were leaving critically wounded, and bloodied versions of the ponies behind them, as they blasted their way through the innocent creatures. Some had unfinished parts of them, wires that hung loose or limbs they were holding as weapons. Legs and such.

My view tinted a bright red, all of my HUD cast in a yellow color. Large words covered my view for a moment.

"THREAT: 56%, WARNING CODES 7, 16"

I briefly noted the threat being monitored as a percentage. I was frightened to imagine a 100% warning. I shook the thought and continued bashing ponies aside as I raced towards the machines, who were now only feet away.

"Stop!" I shouted, standing a close distance from them and slamming my hoof down. Producing loud, echoing booms on the metallic floor.

They ignored me entirely, they didn't seem as fluid as I was. Like a rabid animal, they seemed void of any natural thought. Driven by instinct. I fought the urge to dive in, not only worried of my own life, but of theirs as well. They had the potential of being as sentient as I, or even more intelligent. They could be afraid.

The third android in kicked a mare on the ground, and quickly piled onto her and began beating her repeatedly.

'I guess I don't really give a shit if they're sentient.'

I jumped into the mess, immediately targeting the android battering the mare, they all looked at me, but none moved to stop my approach.

I leaped, the pony stopped hitting to turn at me, they didn't move out of the way at all, they just gazed into my eyes. Lifeless, like the eyes of a plush toy.

I reached my hoof back, cocking it like a rubber band, just as my legs touched them, I swung my torso as I thrust my arm forward. Putting as much force into one punch as a small locomotive. The pony wasn't made of a very tough alloy. Because the second I made impact, the head exploded. No specialties, no description. The head was there one moment, and the next, it was everywhere else. The body tumbled to the side beneath me.

Immediately, as if set off by the event, the other five shifted their attention to me, and me alone. The one nearest to me was missing a leg, it was raised high above their head as a blunt weapon.

The number '7' flashed at the weapon as they swung it at me. At the same time, they slowed down. I would have thought they were breaking down, but everything was slower. I saw ponies run by almost floating at the lack of progression. I felt so powerful, to be observing the manipulation of time itself. It seemed to natural to me, I didn't realize nor care that it was the craziest feeling possible.

I reached my hoof out as fast as I could, my hoof meeting the android's. I pushed it outward, causing it to smash the leg inward. Two other androids rushed behind it, they looked rather complete.

I forced the leg upwards, and used my forehoof to beat the face of the one holding it. They let go of their leg, and I cocked it underneath me. Both of them reached their arms out in a grabbing threat. I swung the leg up like I was playing major league baseball. It embedded itself into the android on the left like a battleaxe, almost cutting them in half. I ducked beneath the threatening arms of the one on the right, which slammed into me. His position, however, was almost on top of me. But I had the balance advantage.

Getting up, I picked up this machine and faced the other two, who were behind these androids. They were charging at me in a similar fashion, yet one wielded a foreleg, it was running on its hindlegs.

Grabbing the one on my back by its hindlegs, I swung the entire machine like a weapon of mass destruction. I waved it from right to left, and the first android it reached was nearly entirely obliterated. With lack of better description, I put the two inside of each other.

The second one, however, was too far back. It ended up directly on top of me while I recovered, and forced me against the ground. I put up my hooves, but it was one second faster. It sent a hoof blasting into the side of my head, which whipped to the side from the impact. It was a very alarming strength the other android possessed, but I was still alive, which proved something to me subconciously.

'I'm stronger.'

Throwing my hooves up to the other android's face earned me the openness to absorb another crushing blow. But my mind ignored it entirely, running on autopilot. I grabbed it by the shoulder and top of the head. Knowing I was strong enough to obliterate whatever they were built out of, I pushed my hooves together, and was granted with a DOOM worthy masterpiece. I pushed its head inside of its own chest. Forcibly moving any parts or components restricting this very unnatural movement.

A strange, clear fluid gushed into my eyes. I threw the android off in reflex, wiping my lenses. When they were clear, I looked up....

....Just in time to get slammed back down again. This time it was alot stronger of a hit. It sent me into the wall.

The pony from before, that I had taken the leg from, was now holding me against the wall. A new weapon was in their hoof, a crowbar. It was chrome and well polished, it looked really scientific for crowbar standards. They were holding it by the curved end, pointing the sharp handle at my lower stomach.

I reached my arms out for the weapon, but I was a second too slow. The crowbar was slammed end-first into my belly. My eyes shot open as I suddenly became aware of actual pain. I hadn't felt pain from injury before, I had seemed numb. But this hurt worse than any pain I knew was possible in the universe. I didn't hear my scream, but I knew one escaped. The android hadn't gone through me, so they leaned forward and pressed the crowbar slowly deeper into me, breaking anything in its way.

My left hoof found the crowbar, embedded in my lower belly. I pushed against the force applied to it, but the pain was so great I barely had the strength to stop it. My other hoof raised to smash into the side of the other android's head. It loosened it's grip long enough to give me the power to shove it back with my left hindleg.

It stumbled backwards, falling onto its back from the lack of two legs to support it's weight. It scooted backwards in a panic, which told me all I needed to know.

All of the pain in my belly melted away. What took it's place was a rage known by no demon Satan himself could conjure. Images rapidly flashed in my mind of horrible, violent things I could do to this creature. I reached into my belly, and slowly removed the crowbar from it. Looking down, a white liquid oozed from the damaged components, which turned to steam as soon as it touched the steel frame I was constructed of.

I slowly strolled my way to the android, who had pressed itself against the wall of the thin corridor. No more ponies were running between us. They had left at some point in my near-death experience. I stood directly above the android, who shielded itself with its hooves, its eyes shut tight in fear. They looked remarkably similar to mine. In fact, on closer inspection. This was almost entirely me. The only differences were some bulkier internal parts, and a slightly thinner frame. It was, despite such, nearly a mirror image of me. I hesitated, they looked so defenseless. Like I had felt before leaving my cell.

It quickly faded away, this was a monster. It tried to kill me, and other ponies. It was a machine with no mind, nothing more.

I elevated the bent end of the crowbar above my head, ready to plunge it into the machine.

"Please!" A voice caught me off guard. It sounded muffled and autotuned horribly.

I stared at the android, which slowly moved, peeking from over it's hooves.

"I just want to get out of here, I don't want to die." The voice was feminine, yet was autotuned and digitized slightly harsher than mine is.

I sat there, for what seemed like absolutely forever. It spoke. I told myself they weren't intelligent, that they were animals. But I was wrong, this one just spoke to me. The machine who I had attacked seconds ago was alive. Had I just murdered ponies who felt the same way I did? The thoughts made me sick.

"You can talk..." I murmured aloud.

"Yes! Yes I can! Please, don't do this..." She quickly responded, slowly lowering her hooves.

My view flashed green, quickly clearing. My HUD returned to normal. Bleak blue colors again.

I turned to my right. I expected to see an empty corridor, but I was instead surprised to see scientists piled over each other staring at us. I looked for Pink briefly, but there were too many to even spot her in the crowd. They all wore expressions no longer of fear, but of general interest. The looks you give when you're really into a TV show or such.

I took a brief look to the left, seeing the piles of ponies I hoped were only incapacitated. Blood-stained labcoats and spattered walls of the mess they had made of the retreating scientists. It pained my heart to see this madness.

I looked back at the android, curled up under me, her head only partially shielded by her arms. I felt an anger re-emerge inside of me. She slowly shook her head, her mouth closing and sealing the speaker in her mouth.

I moved the crowbar in my hands, letting go of the curved end, and instead wrapping a hoof around it half-life style. The android's mouth opened to speak, but I flashed it across her head before she managed. She didn't clearly break, but she collapsed sideways in a daze.

I bent the crowbar over, which again surprised me. It seemed like a superpower I never knew I had. It felt as if I was pushing my body beyond it's normal limitations.

I looked back to my right, the crowd was now staring at me expectantly. They all had the most dumbstruck, marveled expressions worn on their faces.

I could now spot Pink clearly, she was near the back of the crowd, staring at me with a similar expression.

There was a long moment of us just staring back and forth, no words being passed. Nothing was to be said about the case.

Finally, the pony in the front, a Blue coated and Yellow maned individual, stepped forward towards me. Very slowly at first, like approaching a wild animal, before stopping entirely several feet from me.

"M-my name is Bluesteel, I built your body..."

Author's Note

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