Dark Sun Celestia

I was in Stalliongrad now. I was... in Stalliongrad prison. Alone. Again.

Again...

In a way Stalliongrad was the worst prison I had been in. This wasn't Equestria anymore. This was the land of the Winter Ponies. Ponies who did not know the meaning of harmony. And did not care to know it.

I knew harmony once. But that was a long time ago. Everything that had happened to my life was chaos. Carnage. I never wanted this. I didn't want this.

Xorn left me. We got to the house. We got the gems. But he didn't want to share it. He wanted it all for himself. Understandable, this should be to me. But... I couldn't believe it. My best friend, the only friend I've had the last couple of years betrays me just like that. Incomprehensible.

But not impossible. He had called the guards in advance. Once we got the gem we heard them. And just as I turned to him he was gone. Just like that. I don't know how, he wasn't a unicorn he couldn't use magic. Maybe it was the crystal. Maybe the stories he told me about the crystals were true. But that didn't matter anymore.

They caught me. And they sent me here. Here in Stalliongrad where the only jail sentence is for life. Where you had to fight for food. Oh Celestia.

Stalliongrad prison was located underground with the only entrance being a hole in a far off desert near the city. When I was put in here I was thrown way down. And all the inmates were around me. I was fresh meat. There was only one rule in Stalliongrad, the guards had told me. No killing. The death of one inmate meant that the guards would come down and kill five more. They beat me down. I was on the floor, bloody and battered.

The first few days were manageable.I had mastered the art of hiding, and sneaking. But there weren't too many hiding spots in this prison. Sooner or later they would fine me. And they did. I had learned enough about street fighting to ward off most attackers. But... not warding off multiple attackers. They ambushed me in the showers. The doors were locked. I wasn't going anywhere.

But I still fought. I still tried to put up a fight. Knowing that the battle was already lost.

That was my life. Losing everything, and trying desperately to stay sane. But there's no sanity with that kind of loss. That kind of carnage.

And so they beat me down. They called me horrible names. And they... did things to me... things I never even knew could be done. Innocence lost.

The first month carried on like this. They would use me and then they would lay off... but they would always come back... and I... couldn't do anything about it. No one listened. No one cared. The pain, the constant pain.
But in a weird way I... welcomed it. I was alienated from the world. But... they made me feel... something. Even if it wasn't something I wanted. I still felt something.

And that was all I needed. To feel. The numbness was getting to me. The alienation. I could relate to no one. But they wanted something from me. ME! Me, a pony no one has wanted, someone who lost everything and never got anything in return. It felt nice. For once.

Soon. They weren't hitting me anymore. And their leader, this stallion named Kaisar. He approached me. And he told me. ME! I want you to be mine. Nobody else's. Can you do that for me? . And I felt so grateful. That he would want me. ME! Out of all the ponies, and the stallions in this prison he had wanted me. And I... liked it. I liked it.

The months went on, and nothing ever changed. The violence was still rampant, the prisoners were the wardens here. But I knew. I knew I was protected. By this stallion.

Oh it wasn't perfect. He was very abusive. Dominating in fact. But I never put up a fight and he liked that. I was submissive and he was dominant. I was happy.

But there had to be more to life. I couldn't spend my life like this. In the company of stallions I have nothing in common with. Murderers. Rapists. I was just a petty thief! The injustice of it all!

Sometimes I like to look at the stars, during the night, when everyone sleeps. I look at the stars through the hole. And I see my family. I see me. Happy, married with two foals. Living in a nice house. Having romantic adventures. Safe.

Secure.

One night. I saw a shooting star. Only this shooting star was coming down. To where I was. It wasn't a shooting star. It was some sort of meteor. A giant glowing rock flying at me. Was this my end? A wonderful death, death by giant rock? No, I thought. If I was going down. I wasn't gonna take it lying down. So I ran to one of my hiding places quick as I could. And then the rock hit.

Cataclysm. I was flung out by the force of the rock's fall. All around me. Ponies were getting up. But there was fire everywhere. Some ponieswere reduced to ashes. There was a strange glow all around the prison and it seemed that the ponies were the ones proving the luminosity. And I looked at myself. Nary a scratch on me. How strange. Everyone around me was dying. But II wasn't even affected by it. The hole had collapsed, along with most of the surface. Somehow the rubble, and the rock that had fallen down on the prison, had formed a means of escape. A stairway. Perhaps not to heaven but certainly out of this hell. Out of this life. I took it as a sign. I wasn't meant to rot in here. This was my deus ex machina. I wasn't supposed to stay here. And I wasn't going to. No way. I galloped up to the surface.
Determined to follow my destiny.

I was gonna make a difference in the world. I was gonna save other ponies from becoming like me. But first. First there was the matter of getting out of Stalliongrad, a task made easier by the utter destruction of the town from the meteor.
And after the escape. Revenge.

Revenge. And then life. That was a good plan. A better plan than I had had for years.