The Wolf

The Wolf

Chapter 2: Interrogation

By: Wolf

Pinkie screamed so loud my eardrums nearly exploded. Jesus, she is really addicted to parties! She grabbed a full sized canon from nowhere and fired it directly at me! I thought I was a goner, but instead of a canon ball, a party hat came out instead.

“Dafaq?!” I exclaim.

At this point Pinkie was jumping around the room, placing streamers and confetti everywhere. I stared in amazement as the pink pony ran out the door.

“That's Pinkie for you.” Dash explained.

“Uh huh...” Me and Setura both say in amazement.

“Well, she's probably handing out invitations, although, I doubt very many ponies would come.” Dash continued as Pinkie bolted back in here.

“I decided to keep this party small and only invited Rarity, Applejack, Fluttershy, and Twilight!” She exclaimed.

“I don't think inviting 'Twi was the best idea, she'll probably ask way too many questions.” Dash pondered.

Too late, the four ponies in question walk in. I give a toothy smile, bad idea... The purple one gasped and surrounded me with a purple aura.

“Stand back, this thing is a carnivore, just look at its teeth!!” She explained.

“Shit...” I mutter.

She slams me face-first into a wall, the impact shatters something that's on my face. I try and take of the 'mask' and it seems the horn on it shattered.

“What was that for!” I yell, realizing my mistake I wince.

“It talks!” Twilight exclaimed, curiosity gleaming in her eyes.

“Errr, yeah, I talk.” I sputter, not really knowing what to say.

“Who are you...?” She asks, hostility in her voice.

“I don't really know...” I responded.

“Twilight, let's get back to the PARTY!!!!!!” Pinkie interrupted.

“Let's.” I agreed, thankful for the excuse to just walk away.

Everypony then relaxed and grabbed a bear. I on the other hand grabbed something a little stronger. I pour a shot of Vodka, drinking it down. I expected to get immediately wasted. No effects... I then just grabbed the entire bottle and drink it down. The others stare in amazement.

“How is that even possible!” Twilight explains.

“Don't know, don't care, I like this guy!” Dash exclaims.

We all got back to the party, although since I didn't know anypony there, I just talked with Setura, trying to piece together our past. When suddenly me and Setura are restrained against the table we were leaning against.

“Hey, what the fuck!” I ask, pretty pissed off.

“Tell me who you are, stop playing games!” Twilight explains, malice in her voice.

“Hey let them go!” Dash said.

“Yeah, you can't judge them, just because they eat meat.” A yellow pony agreed in a soft voice.

“I agree with Dash and her marefriend, let us go!” I exclaim, wincing at my statement.

“We'r- I'm not like that!” Dash exclaimed.

“Dash, I smell you all over her...”  I explain, pointing to the yellow pony.

They both blushed, and glared at me. Everypony just stared at them.

“Wait, so you two are... fillyfoolers?” a white unicorn asks.

“Yeah... We've been going out for over 3 years, guess you had to figure it out at some point.” Dash sighs.

“You didn't need to hide this from us, we're your friends, and we always will be.” Twilight said, lowering her guard.

Her spell was weakened, so I slowly slide off the table and land on the floor. Setura follows suit, and we almost reach the door when...

“I'm not done with you...” Twilight exclaims as she slams me into the wall... again... I pass out and wake up. My legs tied behind my back.

“Augh, my legs don't bend that way!” I scream in pain as I noticed my dislocated joints.

I scream even more, noticing Setura on a pile of hay in a corner, blood dripping from her mouth.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!” I scream.

“Just slammed her into the wall, like you, why did she get hurt more...?” Twilight asks, more curiosity than concern.

“I have armor, she doesn't!” I explain, noticing the chest plate i was wearing

“Oh....” Twilight sighed as she jotted down some notes.

There was a flash of light and the unicorn was suddenly right in front of me.

“HOLT SHIT!” I scream.

Twilight doesn't even flinch, she walks over to Setura and her horn starts to glow.

“What are you doing!” I scream.

All of a sudden Setura gasps and she screams. She runs over to me, disregarding Twilight. Ne nuzzles up against me affectionately.

“Why are you doing this to us?” Setura asks.

“Because...” Twilight attempts to explain.

“You're being so racist right now, expecting them to eat us, didn't Zecora teach you anything?!”  A orange pony explains.

“But Applejack-”

“But nothin'!” Applejack exclaimed as she untied me.

I fall to the floor, wincing in pain. My legs were fucked up, that's for sure. Applejack winces as she notices my legs.

“I told you his legs didn't bend that way!” She yelled at twilight.

“How did you know I was a 'he'? I ask.

Applejack points at Twilight as I glare at her.

“Are you serious!?” I exclaim.

“Eeyup...” A deep masculine voice says.

“Big Macintosh, can you fix his legs?!” Applejack exclaims.

“Nope.” He  simply replies.

“Can you bring him to the hospital?” Applejack asks.

“Eeyup.” He replies as he puts me in a wagon.

I could feel the Morphine waring off, if the pain was bad then, it was unbearable now. I then slowly drifted into darkness as a warm body lays down next to me.

“Setura...” I whisper as I pass out.

To be continued.