Daring Do and the mysterious island

by Blackspoiler

Rating: mature
Tags: Thriller, Mystery, Adventure, Anthro, Alternate Universe
Length: 2931

An island that was accused for being cursed when the truth was, something inside it was cursed.

After reading an abandoned journal from a local antique store, Daring do finds details on a certain island that she found quite interesting.

Pegasus unable to fly, unicorns temporarily losing their magic, earth anthros losing their strength…. It went even deeper explaining how anthros would act differently from their own character, speaking in tongues or acting in crude violent ways. What could be the cause of all this?

Eager to know, Daring starts plans to set out on yet another adventure. Little did she know, she wasn't going alone.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2016-06-10 20:47:15 UTC

Chapter One: The abandoned journal

What was that concealed at the corner of the store? It was isolated......camouflaging in the abyss darkness, away from the well lit, shiny display cases of the antique store. The darkness made it hard to tell what it was, not to mention it was covered by some sort of grey sheet. She slowly made her way to it, inquisitive to know what it was.

Moving the cloth aside, a glass box on a stand was revealed. Taking her time, she studies the box. Dust particles had dominated the box as well as the stand, giving a slight reflection of how log it had been there. Another factor to contribute to it's age were the carefully strung cobwebs that ran along the base of the stand, as well as the many spiders that scurried away once the sheet was removed, leaving a multitude of dead moths and insects. Could it be abandoned, not worth anthros time or empty?

Dumping the rug beside her, she leaned over to the dust covered box and swiped some dust away with her palm. The light from where she was wasn't enough, so she whipped out her smart phone and used its flash light to see. Inside, there was a journal of some sort. It had an old, black, leather cover, it's pages had a slight brown shade that got darker toward their edges as well as a wavy look showing that it had once been soaked in water.

She was puzzled as to why the journal was left in such a state. Surely anything as old as that had an interesting story or history behind it. Right? She looked back to see no one head noticed her yet. Good. The Pegasus mare slowly lift the box freeing the journal of it's glass prison, setting the box down on top of the sheet and grabbed the book.

Tracing her thumb over the cover, she felt the coarseness of the leather cover as well as the crispy first pages. Turning the book around, she discovered that the book was in half since the middle page was now the last page. Where was the other half? Before she could put any thought to it, she was interrupted.

"Curiosity killed the cat my dear." An old voice spoke.

She turned hastily on hearing the voice. Her body in a ode of panic and fright. Before her stood Mr. Wilbur, the store owner. He was a tall stallion in his late 60's with wrinkles that took over his face. His bald head was covered up with a black beret he always seemed to wear. A cream goatee settled at his chin, blending in with the stubble that spread along his jaw. To cover his dark brown furred body, he wore a pair of black trousers held by suspenders that went over the red shirt he wore. Underneath its collar was a lovely grey and blue striped tie.

"O-Oh.....Mr. Wilbur. I was just...."

He raised his hand shaking his head as he smiled. "Don't be alarmed miss. Your not in any kind of trouble."

The mare breathed a sigh of relief.

"I see your quite interested in that journal." He said slightly glancing at it, before going back to her.

"Yes, and if I may ask, why was this abandoned?" She asked.

"I received it over four months ago from a young stallion, who said he had found it laying on a few rocks by the beach. "He said walking toward the counter as she followed him. "Though he hadn't read it, he said it would make a great item for my store and he seemed to be quite convincing. So I added it to my collection. Anthro's came and went, only but a few showing bits of interest in it. However no one purchased it and after 3 months, I moved it away and it's been abandoned ever since." Once he was done, the two were by the counter.

She looked down at the journal that rest in her hands, wondering if she would find something interesting in the scribbled writings of the journal. Making her decision, she placed the journal on the counter and asked. "How much for it?"

"Are you sure you want to buy this?" He asked placing a finger on it as he raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, surely within these writings or whatever I'll find inside here has to have something behind it, or at least something to look into."

"You may be right." He gave a faint chuckle, "Since your the first one to ever ask about it and show ample interest toward it, why not take it for yourself?"

"Just like that?" She asked in disbelief.

He responded with a nod, a wrinkly smile and by pushing the book over to her. She took it and thanked him. With a smile and a wave, the two bid each other goodnight.

Now outside, the mare made her way to the parking and entered her silver sedan. She slowly sunk down into the driver's seat and stared blankly at the nearly empty parking lot. On the passenger's seat laid her phone, purse and the journal. She turned and stared blankly at the book for a moment. What would she find written on those pages, simple journal entries, a story, diagrams, ancient symbols.....the possibilities were endless. She let out a slight sigh, pressed the ignition and drove off.

After a quiet thirty minute drive, she finally arrived home. It was a lovely cream-brownish, two story house settled along the outskirts of Canterlot, in a calm neighborhood, away from all the city noise. She parked on the grey concrete drive, in front of the garage and later got out of the car.

Once she was in, she walked down to he dining room area and tossed her purse and the journal onto the wooden dining table. Checking the time on her phone, she was surprised to realize it was midnight! She went to her room upstairs and had a change of clothes.

The silky white dress she had on, was replaced with a pair of tight brown shorts and a grey tank top. Her black and grey mane was brought back to its original spiky like form, similar to the end of her tail. Her red framed glasses were also removed, letting her dazzling purple eyes display their beauty.

With just those few changes, she was no longer the famous author, A.K. Yearling, but the adventurous Daring Do. Yearling is a well known writer all around Equestria for her amazing novels, especially hit series novel by the name Daring Do. In her stories, Daring Do is a Pegasus mare who would set out on quests and adventures far and wide throughout Equestria. If there was a tomb that was yet to be uncovered, a temple hidden in the midst of a dark forest , a talisman or treasure lost in depths of the ocean.....she would be the one to find the. During these ventures she'd experience close to death encounters, wild creatures, unforgiving weather conditions, hunger and so much more.  Daring is also known for her amazing fighting skill, agility, never give up attitude, sense of humor as well as her seriousness, wide knowledge of the ancient history, seductive character and also her sexy body physique.... Well according to A.K.'s description that is.

What anthro's didn't know, was that Daring Do, and A.K. Yearling, were one and the same anthro........ So she thought.

After her change, the buff brown Pegasus mare gave a stretch, spreading her wings as they fluttered about slightly, before heading back down stairs. Little did she know she wasn't alone in the house.

Chapter Two: An unexpected intruder (Mature content)

Daring sat at the dining room table, reading the first few pages of the journal. Despite it's worn out state, the writings were quite legible, of course it had a few smudges here and there. She learned that it originally belonged to a young stallion by he name Russle Horace. As far as she had read, all he had written down was his hiking trips, where he climbed rocks, crossed canyons, walked through thick forests as well as knee high snow, nothing interesting for an adventurer like her. As she kept on reading, she sipped down on the iced glass of whiskey in her right palm. Seeing no thrill, or anything of interest, she grew weary of having read for nearly an hour. But before calling it a night, she read one more entry and this one, got her attention.

"27Th January 2016**

All I remember was seeing some sort of sparkling blue mist blind the windows. I thought it was harmless at first till the plane's engines suddenly exploded! Chaos quickly unfolded as walking passengers and crew stumbled form the shock, while others screamed in their seats. Right after the event, the seat belt signs were turned on as anthros scrambled for any seat available. The speakers' of the beeped but all that came out was static noises. My heart races as my mind was baffled with confusion. What the hell was going on!?

Next was the plane's electric system spontaneously shutting down, leaving us in the dark, the flaming engines as well as the mist that gave out a faint hue being the only thing provided light. Having hunch of what the captains may have wanted to say, I took a brace position placing my hands over my head and on the chair before me. I closed my eyes tight, heart racing, body shivering in fright as my breath quickened. I was about to die.

I could feel the velocity trying to push me back against my seat as the plain plummet toward the unknown. Screams of terror, the loud whirring of the blazing engines, clanking of things as the plane shook violently as well as occasional thunder claps. These were just but a few of the sounds that rang in my ears slowly my blood run cold. Were these the last sounds I'd hear before my demise? Amidst the sounds of terror, I could hear laughter....a feminine laughter. And in a snap of a finger I was out.

I slowly opened my eyes....."

Before she could read any more, her ears flickered to a bump from upstairs. What was that? She placed the journal on the table and gazed at at the stairway for a quick moment. Finishing the glass of its golden brown liquid, she reached underneath the table and pulled out an M-9 pistol before slowly making her way upstairs. Not knowing what to expect, she took deep heavy breaths to calm herself down. Could it be a robber, something that simply fell off the shelf or could it even be Ahuizotl playing his tricks on her? Once upstairs, she heard a faint sound coming from her room. Daring tightened the grip on her gun and went in, only to be surprised by what she saw.

Before her was a blue Pegasus mare in a sort of kneel and sit posture, however her thighs were spread apart. She had a black hoodie that covered her head and a matching pair of slightly baggy, knee high, cargo pants. It was hard to tell who she was since she was facing away from Daring. But that wasn't the surprising bit. In her left hand was one of Daring's used panties held close to her muzzle, while the other was buried deep in her pants. She took a nice, deep and long whiff of the pantie in hand, relishing the titillating scent that emitted from it. Her rainbow colored tail swung side to side showing her excite while her right hand did it's....'work' inside her nether regions, lewd squelching sounds being made.

"Such..... richness~" The mare whispered as she took another whiff if the intoxicating piece of clothing, "It's like sniffing orchids in the mellow autumn breeze~"

The mare gave out a moan, arcing her back as her wings spread open, pleasure and lust slowly consuming her every limb. Just after a few moments, the mare's arousing scent found its way into Daring's nostrils, slowly clouding her judgement and filling her with temptation. She lowered her gun close to dropping it. Whoever the mare was, she had a craving desire for the adventurer. She shook her head to keep her perverted thoughts away, trying to stay in the situation at hand. That this blue mare had just broken into her house.

"I-I want you Daring~ Mfff~ Fughhhh~ I want you so bad~" The mare moaned out as she began grinding along her fingers that had made their way inside her slippery walls.

Daring's ears perked up on hearing the name. How did she know that she was Daring? "Get up...." She ordered going back to pointing her gun.

Just like getting an elecric shock, the blue Pegasus' fur stood on end, a chill slithering its way quickly up her spine. Tension slowly began to build up inside her. "Shit...." She quickly yanked her hand out of her pants and dropped the pantie she had.

"I said get up!"

As ordered, she got up still facing the other direction. Her heart thumped wondering what Daring would do if she found out who she was.

"Turn around."

Since there was nothing else she could possibly do, she turned with her hands up and on seeing the gun she knew that evasion would be inevitable. Telling who the mare was, was a bit difficult thanks to the hood that loomed over her face that cast its shadow over her face. Her muzzle and part of her rainbow mane were all that could be seen out of the shadow. Daring's eyes then set upon the mare's unbuttoned and unzipped pants. This was just out of temptation for she found the Pegasus rather attractive despite her breaking in. Her pants were about halfway down her thighs giving ample sight of the pair of light brown panties. Between her supple thighs was a wet spot on her pantie that had spread quite wide, giving it deeper brow shade. Seeing the blue mare's glistening right hand, it didn't take a genius to put two and two together. Just to show how much she had leaked, small trails of her colorless, liquid essence could be seen trickling down the inner sides of her thighs. Daring's cheeks went cherry red, quickly looking back at the mare before her.

"T-Take the hood off." The buff brown Pegasus stuttered,  the image of what she saw zipping by her mind.

"Wait let me just....."

"Take. It. Off."

Since negotiation was out of the picture, she had no other option. She took off the hood and Daring's eyes widened to see who it was. Before her was Rainbow Dash, the blue Pegasus who claims to be Daring's biggest fan!

After being introduced to the Daring Do book series by Twilight, a good friend of hers as well as the ruler of Ponyville, Rainbow Dash instantly fell in love with he books and every year she would attend the 'Canterlot Authors Convention'. just to meet the writer A. K. Yearling. With every chapter she read, she wished that the adventurous mare was real. She wrote fan fiction about her and Daring setting out on quests and adventures, battling rough seas, fighting off monsters, dodging danger that lurked round every corner.  All this seemed to be a fantasy in her head that would never come true. Till one day she found out Yearling's hidden secret.

"How long have you known....." Daring asked.

"Your secret? Umm... ever since the last convention."

"Hmph. So you have been stalking me for the past month now?" She scoffed as she walked to her bed, placing the gun on the small drawer beside it.

"More or less." She answered brushing off the insult.

"And I guess this isn't the first time you've broken into my house?" Daring asked as she crossed her arms and leaned against the wall.

Seeing her rather calm attitude, Rainbow lowered her arms and wiped her hand against her jacket, forgetting to pull up her pants.  "I sorta do it at least once a day." She confessed.

"Stalk much...." Daring teased. "And all you do is fantasize about me while fingering yourself and sniffing on my undies~?"

"Says the one whose cheeks were red not too long ago. Oh, by the way, your wings~" She whispered pointing at her wings, covering her mouth as though she didn't want anyone else to see."

"Hmm?" She raised a brow wondering what she meant and looking back, her wings were half way spread and when she tried to push them back, they didn't want to budge.

"Look's like someone has a wing boner." Dash chuckled.

"Ha-ha, very funny...."

"Hey, considering I just broke into your house, you seem awfully chilled..."

"Trust me Dash, if it were someone else, this could have ended up differently. Guess being my biggest fan paid off huh?"

"So you do remember me." The blue mare smirked before taking a glance at the alarm clock beside the gun that rest on the small drawer, "Guess I should get going, it's getting pretty late."

"Why so? You could stay here for the night if you want." She suggested, two reasons being behind it. One being how she got to know her secret and two...well, lets just keep it at that, "After all, Cloudsdale is quite the trip away."

"Really?" Rainbow's ears perked up as her eyes sparked in excite.

"I could use the company....."