The New world order

by mareinthemoon

Rating: teen
Tags: Tragedy, Princess Celestia, Alternate Universe, Human, Sad, Main 6, Princess Luna, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Cutie Mark Crusaders
Length: 1096

When all you do is run in circles what happens when you decide to run away?

The Derby, A popular equine based sports event where many bet on the odds of a particular pony coming in first.

When you leave it all on the track, only the strong survive. But when winning means trampling over your own kind, does the guilt of winning override the fear of loosing and the punishments that follow?

Things are different in the human world, here we are used as entertainment be it for races or breeding others are used to work or worse become food for our captors.

My name is now Dash, A rising queen of the track who's looking for a way for us all to go back.

Published 2012-06-25 10:24:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-06-25 10:24:02 UTC

Traps

Run run run as fast as you can, we live only for the enjoyment of man.
They clipped our wings and took our horns with a file
So we could not escape, so we may run for a while.

Getting first place is what you must do
unless you want to be turned into glue.

Never look back
leave it all on the track.

Today one of the oldest forms of gambling has gotten a fresh makeover as to appeal to a younger crowd.
The racers come in all colors of the rainbow, some brighter than others.

We found these specialty class Equines by chance some years ago, they became a wonderful attraction for children to enjoy but it was a man who saw this and had a plan. Now, the gambling age has been lowered along side the drinking age.

A child of no less than seven years old may gamble and drink to their hearts content like a real adult, only within the halls of the new Derby.

By doing this the economy has gotten worse for many, alcoholic children who gamble away their wages sending us back to the pre industrial era way of thinking.

In 2020 with the collapse of western civilization after the third world war, the general population needed a distraction.

And these ponies were the answer.

They sky was bleak and grey as it had been sense they arrived all those years ago. If only Twilight had not messed up the new spell, they all would have been flying and not being used like this.

When they first arrived, Futtershy was the official ambassador of the Equestrians who had stumbled somehow into this world.
The humans at first seemed civil enough, the children is what fascinated Fluttershy as we fascinated them.
Celestia spoke of peace, and we agreed.
We were all so frightfully nieve.

Lurking in this newfound land was a force we ponies were never too familiar with to start, Greed and corruption.
Now I dont mean like that one time Rarity thought a rock was a diamond and sorta went insane, this is a different kind of greed. A Greed so dark that they are happy to kill their own kind for a ridiculous item or for a plot of land.

Every world seems to have its ups and downs, but here we have yet to see the up.

This is our story.
My name no longer matters here, but once I was called Rainbow Dash, here Im number 15 called simply Dash.

Now I know what you are thinking, If I am a racer, what became of the less athletic ponies from Equestria?
Unfortunately their fate was far worse than that of any residing in the stocks of the derby.

Pinkie pie, Equestrias greatest party pony, now led a life much darker than her origins.
Being a pink pony she was instantly a favorite among us, children loved her very much as did some adults.

Ever hear of something called a pony show? Im sure you have some idea what it is.
In this show the prized pet is displayed proudly for all to see, however being one of the only pinks from Equestria she is paired with the other, Candace.

And they...

are forced to be used as breeding stock.

Man loves the concept of cross breading various animals to make new ones.
After being subjected to many of the hooved persuasion of this world like Bulls and Buffalo but as the novelty faded someone in the AV industry realized a hidden potential in these mares.

The AV industry more commonly known as the pron industry is booming nowadays, Nopony knew how much of a sexual fetish these humans would have for us. It seemed as the days went on the layers of their depravity became stronger and stronger.

Sadly enough after Candace was, altered to prevent escaping all others of a special Equine nature were re formatted to that of a normal pony.

I fear that the little ones will someday be subjected to this horror, The last time I saw Scoots she was being drug away by several men who were touching her all over as if they were examining her like a piece of food.
She may not be too fast now, but I pray she makes it to the derby and not the Breeding section or even worse the horrid stock yard.

Some ponies that were not quite pretty enough to breed but not fast enough to race were used differently.
Ponies like big mac became work horses on farms and such, not too far a leap for the stallion I admit. But for those like Bon Bon...
There was only one place for them here.

BonBon became one of the lucky ones, she got to leave us. They took her to the stock yard where she was force fed day and night and then...she was slaughtered for her meat.

We are entertainment
we are food
We need to escape this place
We need to go home.

One by one My friends all die
all I can do for them is cry.

I am unsure as to what happened to Celestia and Luna, as far as it goes we here use this as an ideal that one day soon we will be rescued by our glorious leaders, by our beloved princess of Night and sun.

Rainbow dash stood at the ready in her small stock, two long scars down her shoulder blades as a reminder where her proud wings had once rested.

Loosing the wings was painful but she knew that loosing ones horn was exceptionally worse.Those she knew who had their horns removed often due to the lack of knowing their basic anatomy, the procedure would often have harsh results. Surprisingly enough in the race world, Rainbow Dash was not the fastest.

That spot belonged to the once prim and proper Miss Rarity. The first to receive the removal procedure, which took along with it a chunk of her brain.

Rarity could function on a racing level just fine but her sense of fashion died away long ago. Her mane and tail were cut by her own hooves to improve her aero dynamic quality, giving her less friction when racing, shaving her time be those precious seconds needed to thrive here.

Rarity, now know as number 1 racer, White noise.
You see due to her, encounter. Rarity has lost the ability to form proper words her once wonderful voice now that of garbled screeches.