"AAAAAAGH!"

I jolted from my sleep, breathing heavily and drenched in sweat. God dammit, that dream is still haunting me, I thought it was gone forever. If only I wasn't dumb to enough charge right in there like some sort of muscle brain.

Sighing deeply, I notice that I'm lying on a comfy bed, I mean it's really fluffy and comfortable to the point I thought I was lying on a cloud. Back on my base bed like this is considered a luxury, even though we're allowed to model our base as our wish, we're pretty much poor. All of our money is to support our family, so if we like something, for an example a coffee machine, we have to build it our self, lucky there's a junkyard near our base and a technology genius: me.

Just imagine, the S.A.S picking up scrap metals from junkyard just so they can enjoy a movie night or have access to the internet for other purposes other than communication and briefing from HQ, definitely not for watching some kind of perverted anime.

The second thing I notice is my mask is not where it supposes to be, adding the fact that my eyes are bigger than before is making the situation worse. My breaths quicken and ragged, more sweat dribbled down my body. I cover my eyes with forehooves, trying my best to keep my eyes safe from anything.

‘Keep calm Alex, don’t need to panic, panicking only makes things worse, stay calm, keep your cool and observer the situation.’

A slight nudge is enough to make me go full-blown panic, despite being in the military and train every day to become a ruthless killer without mercy there is something on the back of my head that makes me want to get away from the foreign object as far as possible. I yelped, drop down to the floor and bolted toward the only thing I see as a cover, under the bed.

'Since when did I start acting like a child?'

Applejack and the others are shocked, she just lightly touches the colt and he just avoids it like his life depends on it. The theory of the colt escaped from a sick, twisted lab that uses foal as a test subject filled their head with images of what sort of things the colt went through to be frighted like that. The poor dear must be traumatized.

Lowering her body so she can see the colt under the bed, she greeted with a sight of the colt curled up into a ball shaking like a leaf, both of his front hooves are covering his face mostly the eyes.

“C’mon out little feller” She pleaded in a soft tone “Nopony is goin’ to hurt you”

The colt’s ears perked up, he slowly shook his head and said "N...no."

"Don't be shy little fella, Ah'll keep you save, promise."

"M...mask."

“Whats that?”

“My mask…I need it.”

Applejack stood up, her eyes searching the room for the missing mask. Near the bed, on top of a small table that the staff prepared lays the mask that the colt wears when she first ‘meets’ him. She grabs it with her hoof, four noticeable holes on each corner reminding her about what Doctor Horse told her. There was a screw in each hole that keeps the mask attached to the colt, it seems that Doctor Horse had removed the screw.

Shaking her head to get rid of the horrifying picture about how painful it is to have four screws deep inside your head, she drops back down and slowly stretching her hoof that holding the mask to the colt.

“Here ya go little fella.” she said softly

The colt moved one of his hoofs away from his face and slightly open his eyes, after taking a quick look at his mask the colt cover both of his eyes with one hoof. The other free hoof outstretched to take the mask off from Applejack’s hoof.

But something terrifying happens.

The colts nail hoof split into five different parts, each of them is different sizes with the middle one being the longest. This looks like a Minotaur’s hand but made out of ba unch of metal parts. Applejack knew that because when she was living with her relatives in Manehattan, during her time living in a huge city she came across many different species such as Griffins, Minotaurs, Zebras, Diamond Dogs and many others.

Series of clicks and clacks that came from the metals of the strange metal limbs making Applejack’s mind drift off once again, many question popup inside her head. What is that? What happens to his hoof? Did somepony actually do some strange experiment on him? Is this a side effect of the experiments?

Her trains of thought derailed when the colt snatched away the mask from her hoof, he quickly withdrew toward the far side of the bed and quickly messing with his mask. Applejack getting a front row seat of his flank and I must tell you, she did not enjoy any of it.

Sure Applejack is single because other than she had no time for looking for a mate the mares out number the stallions by 10 to 1, but in Ponville stallions are considered a rare sight to be seen, with the ratio far different from any other places, which is 20 to 1, most mares in this small town are either single or lesbian.

To have a free look at a stallion’s flank this much, other than her own brother, is only for those who already in a herd or married, to Applejack this is more like a torment. Lots and lots and lots of scars all around the colt’s flank, especially near his bumhole, are enough to tell that this colt is a victim of a sexual abuse.

Foal abuse is rarely happened but not unheard of in Equestria, sure the other species all around Equs, such as griffins and dragons, trains their young ones rather rough by ponies standards but it can't be helped because it's in their natures of being warrior or predator race.

To know that such innocent little defenseless colt is treated like that is enough to make Applejack's mind filled with twisted images about what terrible things did to the colt, evil ponies torturing him for their own amusement while the colt begs for mercy that fell on deaf ears.

A lone tear drop from the farmer's eyes.

After putting on my mask I notice something was off, the locking mechanism wont do their things. Running a scan to find out whats wrong with it I detected that the screws are gone, rolling my eyes I grew four more screws from my hoof nail and plunging it to the holes.

Feeling the screws dug into my head I let out a silent sigh and something that nagging me on the back of my head for a while is gone, huh that's weird I have to scan my self if something is wrong with me. Selecting for a Deep Scan on my mask to detect any sort of problem I have, not a moment later a 3D silhouette of my current body pop out, the chest part is colored yellow and the wings are red while the rest of my body is green.

I turn to my back and see that my wings are warped with bandages, I heard from one of my teammates, who happen to be a bird demi-human, that their wings are sensitive to them. Best not to move those while looking like that. Looking past those damaged wings I see something staring at me.

The only way I can describe it is a female horse, or a mare, that wearing a Stetson hat and has a blond mane and orange coat. I was going to assume that it was some random horse but the more I stare at her the less she looks like a regular livestock animal. Her eyes are bright green with something I never thought to see on an animal, a spark of intelligent.

Her face is far different from most animals I came across, it's more like staring at another person rather than an animal. I follow where she is staring at, at first I thought she was looking at me but seeing closely she rather focused on my ass. To find out if the mare is can understand me I did something to test if she would react or not.

"Hey, I know my ass is horrible but its still tight and it can fit two at the same time."

What? its not like she would understand it...and...oh my god...

The mare's pupil suddenly shrinks to a tiny dot and let out a choked breath before standing up and walking toward another set of cream colored hooves.

'Wait, is she the one who gave me my mask?' I wondered to myself, now that I think about it I do heard a woman voice when I'm looking for my mask but its rather blurry, one second I can think clearly and the next everything seems fuzzy and my body feels like on autopilot.

I shrugged, making a mental note to make future me solve this out.

I crawled out from under the bed and see 3 more horses’ creature other than the stetson-wearing one, she is talking to another one that has a cream-colored coat and brown mane wearing some sort of lab coat with a stethoscope around his neck, I can say that he is a stallion due to the more square shaped muzzle of his. I also notice the other two, one of them is a mare who has a dark pink coat with a darker pink straight mane and the other is a big stallion that has a red coat and short orange mane. Whats strange to me is the lab coat wearing one have a horn sprouting from his head while the others don't have it, does that mean he's a unicorn? I guess mythical creatures here are real, it's not a long stretch because I somehow transformed to a freaking pegasus.

Each of them has different kind of marking on their ass the orange one has 3 red apples, the red one has a green apple and the pink one has a blue and 2 yellow balloons surrounded by colorful confetti, I can’t see what the cream one had because the orange one is blocking him. My mind thinking about those marks, are those meant to be something or it just a sign of ownership like the one I see on the farming facility? I look toward my own butt and thankfully I don’t have one of those things, it would be embarrassing to have a tattoo on my ass.

The red one and pink are staring at me while orange and cream talking to each other. Huh, I guess they are a different kind of demi-human that I haven’t seen yet, but it doesn’t make sense why did I turn in to one.

Ignoring the stares from the two pastel-colored horses are giving, I look around the room for a way out. I see double doors that possibly lead to an exit from this place, I crawl out so that I can stand up only to be picked up by the back of my neck by the red horse.

Caught by surprise I blurt out the first thing on my mind “Hey-ey-ey what gives? Put me down the fuck you creep!” thankfully my mask is able to disguise my childish voice so I don’t sound ridiculous.

I immediately dropped down on my butt resulting an ‘ouch’ from me, grumbling I look up to meet the stallions eyes “Whats your trouble bud? If you have any say it to my face!” I snapped, the stallion just stare at me with a shocked expression. “Yeah, that’s right just keep your mouth shut!”

Turning around with a huff, I walk toward the exit only to be blocked by the orange mare, her face is confronted in anger “Listen’ here youn’ one, ah don’t appreciate somepony callin’ my brother a creep and cursin’ li-AUGH” the way that she talks to me like a child is starting to get on my nerve, I shoved her out of my way it a ‘move bitch’ and continued my walk toward the door without batting an eye toward the fallen mare.

Unknown to me the other horses are gaping at what did I just do.

***

Walking down to another hallway, I kept thinking that I’m in some sort of maze rather than a hospital. I came across some other staff and every time I walk past them they always have these sad watery eyes, heck even some of them cried their eyes out when they see me.

I’m starting to think that I’m in a mental hospital.

It took me a while to notice that I was lacking my clothes so I'm walking butt naked only with my mask on, figuring out that it was a common thing to have since most of the horses I came across are wearing next to nothing. I could make another set of clothes but the one that I previously wore has something important in it.

Turning another corner, I almost bumped to one of them, a mare to be exact. Like every other horses here, she had this sad face complete with disheveled pale pink mane, baggy eyes socket and trails of tears on her pale fur, a nurse hat with a red cross on top of her head showing that she is a…well a nurse in this place, a red cross mark on her butt.

“Sorry miss, I wasn’t looking where I’m going so...s’cuse me.” I said before slipping around the mare and continued my walk.

Not even five-step away from her, I heard a gasp behind me and the mare say “Young one, what are you doing here?! You suppose to be resting in your room!” followed by a series of foot- I mean hoof steps

Without even turning my head behind I replied “No thanks miss, I’m looking for my clothes and a way out here from here.”

The mare catches up to me and blocking my way, a determined expression on her face "No, no, no, you're badly injured and need to rest. Come on I'll lead you to your room so you can have a nice nap-nap time and get those wings healed in no time."

"Sorry miss but I have to go home before any of my friends or Mr.Bubble worried about me, besides I had far worse injuries than a pair of broken wings." having your bottom part got blown up by an anti-tank mine is pretty painful if you ask me "Could you show me where are my clothes are?"

The white horse was going to answer but something beat her to it.

"There he is!"

Both me and her turn our head toward where that voice comes from, the horses from before come running to us every one of them has this face of anger, especially the orange one.

'Ah shit, what did I just do this time?'

Author's Note

I made this in the middle of a class and said 'fuck it'