The Thoughts of a Injured Soldier

Knightingale woke up

.

She slowly lifted her head off of the soggy ground below, her mind feeling blank and fuzzy. Her eyelids felt impossibly heavy and she felt as if she had been asleep for years.

One of her hooves felt numb. Her mind was a slur in that moment but she felt a throbbing numbness echoed across the entirety of one of her fore hooves.

Slowly, she began to try and lift her eyelids.

As the world came into view, a flash of light made her eyes shut one more. Now as she began to become more aware, she felt cold rain pelt her body.

And the numbness began to change.

A surge of pain ran from her hoof and deep into her core. Grunting through her teeth, she slowly opened up her eyes once more.

She wished she hadn’t.

She looked around at her fallen comrades. No…not fallen. Dismembered, killed, murdered, slaughtered. She felt tears begin to sting her eyes.

She tried to move, but another surge of pain caused her to cry out. She looked down at her leg.

It wasn’t her leg, all it was, was a mangled mess of splintered bones and torn flesh that was once her leg.

She looked around once more, tears streaming down her face as she screamed whilst she reminisced bittersweetly how she had gotten there, as she began to drag herself through the mud

_-(Twelve Hours earlier)-_

“I’m so bored….” Knighting Gale said to no one as she sat in her squad’s barracks.

She had been working here for the past 12 years. It got boring at times, but it paid REALLY well, so she couldn't complain.

But she did anyway.

She sat up in her bunk, as a loud clank sounded through the room. “BUCKING! SHIT! BUCK! OW!” She cursed out loud as she brought a hoof to her muzzle.

Even after twelve years, she still hadn’t learned her lesson.

She rubbed her nose as she got up. She began walking towards the lab sector. At least there she could watch some experiments.

When she first started working there, she was sickened by the sight of said experimenting, but after years of watching it, she became used to it.

Numb to it.

She walked the large grey halls lined with large steel doors, her steel boots clanking against the grey cement floor.

She looked up at the extremely high ceiling as she watched many Pegasi in both lab coats and security gear flew above her and past one another seamlessly.

She noted that most of the workers here were Pegasi but there were plenty of unicorns and earth ponies, though most of them were either in the agriculture, engineering or security sectors.

She paced the halls before stopping in front of the entry to the experiment center at the heart of the complex. She took a deep breath, before stepping forward as the automated doors opened.

The hallways were similar to the ones she just walked through. Though these halls had large clear windows made from enchanted bullet proof glass, instead of grey walls lined with many doors, the large widows started two feet up the wall ended all the way up at the ceiling.

The doors that lined the labs were also made of enchanted five inch bullet proof glass panes.

Perfect for a board security guard.

She walked down the halls as she glanced at many of the experiments being done on “donations”.

She never liked using that word.

Donations implied that they were given. But these sentient creatures were taken from their homes by drug addicts looking for a quick bit or some fresh colour.

But she wasn’t paid to care.

She herself was a slight addict. She couldn't get up every morning without a hit of color.

She kept walking down the halls, passing by a different experiment every few minutes. She didn’t really feel like watching one today. So she began to walk down towards one of her favorite places to be during her work day.

The farm.

The “Farm”, as they called it was where they kept the special stuff. Such as griffins, diamond dogs, minotaurs and hydras.

Sure, those were interesting, but she loved the nursery sector of the farm. Sometimes, she would play with some of the young sentient creatures.

But there were two said creatures she despised.

The hybrids.

A male and a female. Twins born from a traitorous father who betrayed the silent law of R.F INC.

Eloping with a donation.

She hated them. They were the disgusting product of a sinful relationship. She wasn’t racist but interspecies relationships disgusted her. The thought of two entirely different races conceiving children to infect a clean gene pool made her sick.

She hated hybrids.

She smiled as she walked up towards the heart of the center. A large sign rested above the door in large red letters.

“WARNING: NO UNAUTHEROIZED PERSONEL MAY ENTER, ANY UNAUTHORIZED PERSONEL CAUGHT ENTERING WILL BE SHOT UPON DISCOVERY. THOSE WHO CANNOT PROVE THEY ARE AUTHORIZED WILL ALSO BE SHOT. ANYONE CAUGHT TRYING OR PLANNING TO FREE ANY EXPERIMENTS WILL BE SHOT ALONG WITH THOSE INVOLVED”

She glanced at the sign as she pulled out her identification card from her boot then placed it into the slot. She walked up towards the eye scanner, above which was a horn scanner that unicorns would use.

She placed her head against the device while she brought up her right hoof to the hoof print scanner. She felt a prick in her hoof as a small drop of blood was drawn.

A robotic voice spoke “Eye and hoof scan commences in three, two, one- “

She watched as a green light danced over her eye scanning every crevice of her pupil and iris. She stared straight ahead, knowing what would happen if she blinked.

She remembered the last time she blinked.

_-(Flashback)-_

It was her second day of her job after weeks of training finally she was able to do her job. She had been ordered by her Superior back then to report to the farm for duty.

She approached the scanner with caution being told that failing to enter properly could mean several different ending that she didn't want to experience. She had gone through instruction on how to operate it upon entering and leaving the facility countless times.

She walked up to the system removing her card from her boot and placing her card within the slot and going through the motions that she had practiced hundreds of times. Her face within the devices scanning system.

She listened as the monotone robotic voice counted down.

"Scanning in: 3, 2,1..."

The initial beginning of the scan always irritated her eyes during practice training, but with it being the real thing she was startled and to her unfortunate luck and dismay ...

She blinked.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-" The surrounding speakers screeched out the alarm, informing the security in her area that there was a problem. That problem being her messing up a simple routine. The machine in front of her buzzed a small hole at eye level opened up exposing a small prong that hissed with electricity.

Not being prepared for any of this she didn't move fast enough as the electrified prong launched forward hitting in between her eyes. All she remembered after was that she was in the infirmary for a day and she had a splitting headache for a week after that.

A beep resounded, signalling the end of the scan, her mind returning back to reality from memory lane as the robotic voice spoke once again.

“Scan complete, entry granted.”

She removed her face from the device, as well as her hoof. She the proceeded to remove her identification card from the slot, placing it back into her boot. Hey what could she say it was a safe place to keep it

She stepped back as she watched as the door opened. A large Earth pony stallion stood inside. He smiled at her in familiarity. She walked in, showing him her identification. If it wasn’t for the rules in place, he would have let her in regardless.

She proceeded to remove her weaponry, walking up to the large stallion and giving him her gun, extra ammo, knife and baton, for safe keeping until she left.

She walked up to the second set of doors, waiting for the green light.

A gruff monotone voice rang out from a speaker on the ceiling, saying “CLEAR” before the light turned green.

The large steel door hissed as it slid open, by means of technological advancements.

A blinding light shone through the door as it opened.

She stepped forward into the large room that held the most important things to their corporation.

Children.

She smiled as she watched them play in the artificial landscape with a playground.

They may have had to kill sentient creatures for money, but they weren’t monsters. For the most part.

As soon as the kids saw her, they all ran up to her shouting joyfully. It was nice to see some innocence in a world run by drugs and money.

_-(Back to present)-_

As she dragged herself through the mud, she screamed, over and over, begging for help in the cold. She hated that fill-…No that…that THING didn’t deserve to be called that. It wasn’t a filly, it was a monster.

A Celestia dammed abomination.

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