Resistance is Futile

Canterlot Prison Camp

10 hours after departure.

....Silence. No noises, no movements, nothing. Just silence.

A figure moved in the dark. But it seemed to be in a cell. It was trapped, because it was a prisoner. It got off the cold floor and stood on four legs. A single light could be seen in the hallway, but the figure was hidden  by the darkness. It moved to the bars that held it inside the cell. It reached out and gripped the bars. They were cold and sturdy... but breakable.

The prisoner mumbled to himself. He had been caught ten hours ago and was a high value target to the Empresses of Equestria. Spike the dragon Leader of the rebellion, and the beacon of hope that started the uprise. He had to have been unconscious for a while . He had woken not to long ago, he was still weak and in a state of depression. How could he not be his entire attack had been either captured or killed. The Empresses got there best tacticians to plan for Spikes attack. They planned every single detail. Spike had underestimated the Empresses determination to capture him. But they did, and now here he was sitting in a cell feeling weak and powerless a feeling he hasn't felt since before the takeover. That was when he was still a baby dragon. He remembered those days, he would have fun with his friends with not a care in the world. But after the takeover he changed. He had grown up into what he was today a leader a beacon of hope.

Spike was brought back to reality when he heard something get hit. He looked up to see a unicorn guard holding a tray of food with his magic. He saw that he was the one who made the noise. He stomped his hoof against the ground making a echo noise that was heard throughout the prison.

"Dinner" the guard said in a gruff emotionless voice.

Spike saw a quick flash before seeing the tray appear in front of him. It wasn't much but it was something. The guard began to trot away. Spike mumbled something. The guard must of heard him because he turned his head to him.

"What was that prisoner" the guard said.

"I said what time is it" Spike said loud enough so the guard could hear him.

"Its six-thirty now eat your food before I decide to take it back" the guard said as he trotted away.

Spike looked down to his food. They gave him whatever was leftover from the guards because all there that was there was some mush from the cafeteria. His stomatch growled. He had to eat something. He began to eat the slop. It wasn't tasty but it would get ride of the hunger. As he was eating he remembered the disaster that had happened that was supposed to be a raid.

(6 hours after departure)

Spike and his troops were already in position waiting for the convoy. The plan was to destroy both escorts and release the prisoners. The plan was already set. Most of the troops were in the woods next to the convoys path. The trap was ready but so were they.

It started out smoothly the carriage holding the prisoners was disabled and the two escorts had been dealt with. Spike was giving my troops orders when it happened. The prison convoy was a setup. There were no prisoners only heavy infintry troops inside the transport. They surronded then faster than they could react. Shadow hunters came from the forest and killed Spikes troops off with ease. He was hit with multiple tranq darts, along with a few other soldiers. The last thing Spike saw was one of the guards using the hilt of his weapon to hit him in the face. Then he woke up in the cell.

The whole thing was a setup. The only thing Spike wished for was that the others were doing well on there missions.

(Talon and Thorax)

The convoy had just arrived at the drop off point. Talon was posing as one of the griffons that was there to receive the supplies. Thorax and his changlings had taken out a few of the guards and taken there place. The ambush was set into motion. As soon as they began the trade Talons troops attacked from the air. Taking out all Pegasus escorts with them. Thoraxs troops had quickly taken care of all ground troops. The mission was successful.

With this victory they now had enough weapons to outfit the entire rebellion. It was a grand success, they soon began to loot everything. After they had taken all of there supplies they burned the convoy and left. They left no trace behind, it may have been a standard supply raid but it was stealth that had helped them in the end. They had minimum casualties and they left no trace behind. They soon began to return to the rebel base. Ready to inform everyone about there victory.

(Starlight and Big Mac)

This mission was the easiest out of all three but it was still important. Take out the escorts steal the supplies return to base. That was it. The two didn't have a army but they had enough to get the job done.

Starlights spell casters division were placed on a small hill to the west. They were ordered to provide artillery fire and disable the convoy. After Big Macs troops would advance from the north and south to cut them off. The plan worked perfectly. The spell casters division hit the target head on disabling it for a short time. Meanwhile they did lots of blast damage to the two escorts. This distracted them long enough for Big Macs troops to push in and secure the convoy.

They looted all the supplies and headed back to base. They had pulled in a lot of resources, the rebellion would have enough food for quite some time.

(Spike)

Nothing had happened in almost a hour. He had been sitting in his cell silently waiting for something to happen. Nothing.

As time went by he Assumed he was in either in the Crystal empires or manehattans prison. He still wasn't completely sure. He had been studying the guard rotation. A guard would pass by every hour. It would usually be a different guard, the rotation was the same. Three guards seemed to be switching rotations, but lucky him one of them was very naive.

Spike was sitting in the back of his cell. His back to the wall and his claws on the ground. He seemed quiet, as if he was thinking about something. Hoofsteps could be heard coming from the hallway. One of the guards was doing his rotation. He was pacing by spikes cell. The guard looked at him for a moment before continuing his duties.

The guard made it farther down the hallway before hearing a noise behind him. He trotted back to Spikes cell before peering inside. The light was destroyed and Spike was in a cell of darkness. The cast a light spell to see inside the cell. Spike was gone. All that was there was a hole in the ground with fire marks.

The guard opened the cell immediately and checked the hole for the prisoner. The hole was pitch black he couldn't see anything in it. The guard began to back up to the door, but as he was backing up he hit something. He thought he had hit a wall at first but walls don't breath. The last thing he saw was glowing green eyes looking into his soul.

Spike had managed to trick the guard into coming into the cell. He was able to knock him out and escape undetected. Spike looked back to the hole. It appeared to be fading away. After a couple of seconds the hole was gone and Spike and the unconscious guard where the only two things left in the room. Spike had tricked the guard with a illusion spell to make him think that he had dug out.

Spike set the unconscious guard on the ground took his keys and locked him in the cell.

He began to make his way down the hallway when he heard voices.

"What do you think the empresses are gonna do with him" a voice said.

"Probably kill him. I mean did you see how much he's pissed them off. He has single handily made the Empresses plans be haulted multiple time" another said.

"Ya guess your right" he said back.

Spike peeked around a corner to see the other two guards sitting at a table playing a card game. By the looks of it they were playing poker. A Pegasus and a unicorn. It was to dark for them to see him but he had to be careful one wrong move and the whole place would be alerted.

Spike began to get a closer look by sneaking in the shadows. There wasn't much cover for him to hide behind but his that wouldn't matter soon. The guards were still distracted with their game they didn't see Spike coming at all. There were only two lights there. One above the table and a lantern on the table next to one of the guards.

Spike was still in the shadows but he was as close as he could get. If he moved anymore towards them they would see him. Spike didn't have a lot of options but one could workout quite well if he was able to pull it off.

The unicorn guard known as Nightshade through cards near he center of the table. It was 2 aces and 3 kings. He floated at his opponent.

"Beat that Darkshine full house" he said with a smirk on his face.

The Pegasus guard known as Darkshine didn't seem to hear the other guard. He looked very focused on the cards in his hand. He gave a mere grunt before putting down his cards. Night shades expression turned from confident to shock in a instant. Not only did Darkshine beat him five times in a row. But he was able to get flush and beat Nightshade who had almost a one hundred percent chance of victory.

And of course again Darkshine took all the winnings. If Nightshade kept playing like this he would go bankrupt.

While Darkshine was taking his winnings and Nightshade was cursing to himself a small green flame flickered above them. Neither of them noticed the flame. It went into the lightbulb and seemed to disappear. But the lightbulb began to flicker. The two guards noticed the light was flickering.

Nightshade grumbled to himself. "Must be a damn busted lightbulb. I'll go grab a new one, take that one out while I'm gone" he said while walking away.

"Alright" Darkshine said.

Once Nightshade left Darkshine flew up to the light bulb. It was still only flickering. He tried screwing it back in but it was already all the way on. He grabbed the lantern on the table and flew back up to the lightbulb. He unscrewed it then threw it in a trash bin they had near the table.

The dungeons always had a unsettling feeling to them, but with a barley any light it felt even more creepy.

Darkshine went in the direction of where Nightshade had gone. He had followed the hallway for about two minutes before he saw a door opened with light light coming out of it. The door was marked storage closet. He went inside and didn't see Nightshade. The storage closet was big enough to hold at least 30 ponies so they could store anything they needed. From chains to torture devices.

Darkshine looked around for Nightshade but he wasn't there. He guessed he had went to the bathroom or something so he decided to look for the lightbulb instead. He looked around for a little bit before finding one he thought could work. It seemed a little old but it would have to do.

Darkshine's ears flicked upwards as he heard something behind him. He pulled out his spear and pointed it in the direction of the noise. He looked down to see a bucket had fallen. He sighed to himself realizing there was no danger, he put his spear back to his side calming himself down. He looked up to where the bucket had fallen and saw two green slited pupils staring at him.

He flinched, he tried to grab his spear but was to late. He was already on top of him before he even had a chance. A scaled claw covered his mouth preventing him from calling for help, while his tail grabbed his spear and through it across the room disarming him.

Before a Darkshine could even react he was punched in the gut by his other arm. He let out a muffled scream of pain. Darkshine was scared for his life. He was looking into the eyes of one of the most hated enemy's in equestria. And it would be the last hint he saw before blacking out.

Nightshade was walking back through the hallways. He had a lightbulb in his magic grip and was trotting back to the table he and Darkshine were sitting at. He had a easier time seeing in the dark then Darkshine did so he didn't have a lantern. As he was walking back he didn't seem to notice something trailing behind him.

He turned around when he heard something hit one of the cell bars. It echoed through the hallway. He turned around to see nothing. He didn't think much of it. The cells in the dungeons were all rusted and old but they could still hold even the strongest prisoners.

He continued. Unaware of what was going on around him. When he had gotten back to the table he saw Darkshine was nowhere to be found. He decided to screw in the lightbulb and then wait for him to get back. He screwed in the lightbulb. It flickered at first before giving light back to the room. He yawned to himself himself before looking at one of the nearby windows. It had to be nearly midnight.

Nightshade sat back in his chair and began to think to himself. Guards didn't get much time to themselves anymore. Ever since the rebellion started guards are sent out none stop for either guarding high priority targets or scouting to find enemy bases. Time to relax was very hard to come by now. So nightshade enjoyed ever second of it.

In a instant relaxation turned to pain and shock as Nightshade was grabbed and slammed against the table. He was dazed for a second before opening his eyes. The whole table was broken in half and bits and pieces were lying on the floor. He looked in front of him and saw. Spike there 'prisoner' who had escaped somehow. He panicked and tried to grab his sword from its sheath but he was to slow. A scaled fist hit his face before he could react.  He groaned in pain.

He rubbed his head in response and tried to refocus on his target. He tried to punch him but he easily dodged it and hit him in the gut. Nightshade tried to focus some magic into a attack but he was to tired. Those two punches were powerful and he already felt like falling over and just dying. Before he could make a move Spike tackled him to he ground and put him in a arm lock. He had one of his claws over his throat.

"Alright I'm gonna ask a few questions and your going to answer them ok" Spike said while putting his claw closer to his throat.

"O-o-ok I will what do y-you want to know?" Nightshade asked scared for his life.

"Where am I and who brought me here" Spike asked.

"Y-your at Manehattans confined prison. You were brought to her by Starblast one of the new unicorn generals. He was in charge of the ambush to capture you" Nightshade said hastily trying not to upset the dragon anymore.

"Alright. Next question. Who else is here besides me?" Spike asked.

"Uh I think there is one other pony here as prisoner. Ya there's one other a stallion. He has been her for quite some time. Um hes been transported to multiple prisons. This was were he is suppose to stay until the Empresses decide what to do with him. I don't even know who he is. They just threw him here and told use to put these weird chains on him". Nightshade said telling him everything he knew about he other prisoner.

"Where is this prisoner?" Spike asked.

"Um cell block A cell 4 he wasn't to far from your own cell". Nightshade said.

" Alright last question wheres my stuff?" Spike asked.

"I-I can't tell you that" Nightshade said trying to put up some resistance.

"(Sigh) fine I guess I'll just kill you and find it without your help" Spike said.

He lifted his claw off of his throat and was about to stab him when he spoke out.

"W-w-w-wait o-ok I'll tell you alright just please don't kill me" he said scared half to death. "It's in the office down that hallway"

He pointed his head left, it was another hallway leading to wherever.

"If you go down that way far enough there should be a office that has your stuff and keys to the cells" Nightshade said.

Spike smirked. "Well I thank you for your cooperation". He moved his claw away from his throat. He then punched him in the head knocking him out. Before he left he threw him in a cell before heading off to find his belongings.

The office the guard was talking about wasn't to far away. Spike only had to travel for about a minute before he saw a door with the words security office on it. He made his way inside and looked around. The room wasn't very big but there were lots of lockers that contained items. Some random junk was stored here.

Spike eventually came across his belongings. All he had was a backpack carrying some equipment and his dagger. The dagger was a one sided dagger not many knew how to wield one. It had a green blade and purple hilt. Then lads looked like it could cut rock. It seemed to have a glint when looking at it. Spike had learned through training vigorously every day. He had been able to use the dagger to his advantage, he was able to hit fast and hard slicing his way through his opponents with ease. He preferred only one dagger but he would use two if he was trying his hardest to win.

Spike could beat anyone in the rebellion. Only one griffon had ever beat Spike in a duel, Talon. Spike had underestimated talons abilities and thought he was a novice but he was proven wrong. Talon was able to knock Spike down and claim one victory over him. But Spike was able to keep his reputation rolling by beating him several times.

Spike was snapped out of his thought when he saw a faint glow from the corner of his eye. It was in a drawer. He opened it and tried to find the source of the faint glow. He saw one thing in the drawer a key. But this key was... different. It had a weird red glow encasing it. Spike grabbed it and inspected it for a moment. He decided to take it with him, he put it in his backpack and continued with his objective.

5 minutes later.

Spike was trying to make his way back to his original cell. He wanted to meet this other inmate. He wanted to know who he was and why he was hear. It peeked his curiosity.

Spike finally made it back to his cell. He saw the guard was still unconscious. He made his way farther into cell block A. The cells were numbered thankfully. He made his way to the cell. He peered inside and saw a very strange sight.

There was a stallion in the cell. He appeared to be either sleeping or dead. Spike wasn't sure. The stallion had chains wrapped around his forehooves and around his neck. He was lying on the floor helpless as if he was bleeding out. His eyes were closed and he seemed very pale. His cutie mark was some strange Symbol. His coat was gray and his mane was a dark black.

Spike opened the cell and examined the stallion. He checked his pulse faint but still alive. He noticed something on the chains. It was a strange glow. It looked similar to the one the key had. Spike reached into his bag and pulled out the key. He put it near the chains. It seemed to glow brighter when brought near it.

Spike put the key into lock and the chains fell off the stallion. He backed away for a moment to see what kind of reaction the stallion would have. When the chains were removed the stallion appeared to look better. He looked less pale and he looked like he was about to open his eyes. But he didn't. He seemed to slump back down into the ground as if he was still chained down.

Spike sighed to himself. This was not a good day for him. He grabbed the stallion and placed him on his back. He was about a head taller than a mare but was not very big strength wise. Spike began to carry his 'package' through the hallway. He made his way back to the main table where Nightshade was still unconscious.

He saw a set of spiral stairs nearby. They were his best bet. Spike looked to a window to see the moon was almost about to go down. He didn't have much time. He made his way up the stares and found himself in a large lobby area. Everything was still dark but Spike could see a few things. One of them being the door. He quietly made his way to the door and opened it going onto the street.

The streets of manehattan seemed quiet. Everyone must have been asleep. Every since the takeover the two empresses have been putting in curfews for everypony. They had to be in there house by nine o clock sharp. Manehattans once bustling streets at night had become nothing but silence.

Spike made his way through the streets. Avoiding any pony or guard that was around. He made his way into a building by climbing from a alleyway. He almost lost his new friend but he was able to hold onto him.

Spike was near the outskirts of the city he was able to see past the few gates that kept the citizens inside the city. No one got in or out without going through one of those gates. Well almost no one.

Spike concentrated on a hill not to far away from manehattan it would be the perfect place for Spike to escape without being spotted. Green mist came out of Spikes hand. It started to consume both Spike and the stallion. The mist floated in the air and went all the way to the hill. He began to circle itself before it faded away leaving a panting Spike and a still unconscious stallion.

Spike picked up the stallion and brought him over the hill. Making sure no one from the gates would see them. Spike looked behind the hill. There wasn't a lot of cover and it was a long trip to the closest rebel outpost. So spike would have to do something he had been doing all day. Walking.

He picked up the stallion and started his walk.

(25 minutes later)

Spike put the stallion against a nearby tree. He was panting. The stallions seemed to get heavier as time went on. He noticed that he no longer looked pale and his heart rate was normal. But it seemed off. His heart was on the opposite side of his body and it was going at a very strange way.

Spike sat next to he stallion catching his breath. He looked over to him then back at the sky. It was about to be day and not much longer until guards began to look for him and his new friend. They would have to keep moving.

Spike heard something scrap against something else. He looked over to the stallion and saw something was moving in his mouth. Spike thought it was his tongue at first but tongues don't scrape against things. A few seconds after the noise, he spit out a tooth. It had a little blood on it. And even after that he was still asleep.

Something was still moving in his mouth. Spike looked back to him curious to what was going on. To his surprise a new tooth took the place of the old one. But it wasn't just a regular tooth it was a tooth that only Spike remembered fondly. It was the tooth of a friend to some and a annoyance to others. But a tooth is a bit of a exaggeration.

It was more of a...fang.

But the thing was there was only one fang not two.