Sweetie Belle wanted to die. The last years of her life had been a total hell. She was locked in a basement that held a labyrinth of passage ways. Bad people took her. Bad people hurt her. They used her daily for bad stuff.
"Hey Sweets! Ya got a new room mate. Treat him well." Block Steel, the boss said. He was dark orange with no mane and a black tail.
Sweetie Belle let out a giggle and raised her tail. "Sure thing, mister boss man!" She hated having to act sweet for him.
"Bring him in!" Block Steel yelled down the dark hall. Emerging from the shadows, chains wrapped around his wrist and ankles, was a HUGE minotaur. He looked exactly like Iron Will. Except for a few things. The stranger was a very dark grey and had no nose ring. He also wore black pants and a blindfold. And he was bigger. Way bigger. No bulge in the pants, however.
Sweetie Belle whimpered. "Why'd you wrap my gift?" she pouted. She changed her voice to a seductive tone. "You know I like seeing the present strait away~" She hated herself.
"Couldn't get them pants off. He's a strong felleh. Virgin. Break him in." Sweetie Belle's cage was unlocked, and the minotaur was shoved in. "Tried getting a gag in his mouth. Chewed it up and spat it out. Literally. Come on boys. You'll get him later." With that, Block Steel and his friends left.
"Name?"
"Huh?" Sweetie Belle tilted her head, licking her lips out of habit. She silently cursed herself. "You heard Daddy call me Swe-
"I asked her your name. Name. Not false name. Name. My name is Claywatch." The minotaur sat down on Sweetie Belle's queen sized bed. Sweetie was Block's personal... pet. So she got a comfortable bed and proper toilet. Plus proper meals. She was treated better than any of the others.
"Sweets will do." she said in a suggestive tone.
"No, Sweetie Belle, it will not. Now tell me your name." Claywatch said firmly.
Sweetie Belle wondered what the point would be if he already knew her name. She humored him. "My name is Sweetie Belle. Now then," she giggled. "Shall we enjoy our selv-"
"Please don't, Sweet Child. Don't show me lies. Show me the scared little girl within. The one who hates the ones who put her here. Be the child I got captured for. Be Sweetie Belle, the fair lady." Claywatch said.
Sweetie Belle frowned. She felt like she could trust this person. But she shouldn't. She just met him, and had no reason to trust him. But she did.
They did nothing but talk of what had happened to the world during the last ten years. Claywatch had many funny stories. Sweetie Belle realized this scary, huge minotuar was nothing but a kind father. He didn't say who his children were.
A few hours later, the feeder came by. His name was Blue Cucumber. He was a pink pegasus with large glasses. Sorta cute, actually. Black heart, of course. "Hey Belle! Got your food." He set down a hay burger and fries for Sweetie Belle. "Can I get a tip?" he asked sweetly.
"Go screw yourself." Claywatch said from the bed. Others came in and began to connect his chains to the bedposts.
"First, I'll screw Belle."
"No." Claywatch got up and zoomed up, with impossible speed (52 miles per hour) to Blue Cucumber, grabbing him be the throat and lifting him. His chains clinked loudly. "I mean put a metal screw of iron forcibly in your body, provoking pain and agony." He released Blue and grabbed Sweetie, hugging her protectively. "Leave. And if you leave with the food, I will break these bonds and hunt you down." The others finished chaining Claywatch and left. Claywatch had enough chain to explore the whole room. He still wore the blind fold.
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DINNER
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Sweetie Belle was given a small ration of food. She pouted, her ears drooping slightly. "Is this because I didn't tip you? Muscles here held me back."
Blue Cucumber sighed. "Well, if I can't have you tip me, I'll settle for how much you want to." He walked towards Sweetie Belle and whispered in her ear. "Tell me how much you want me."
Claywatch tapped Blue's shoulders. "Excuse me, you have brought me no ration. If you do not bring me food as well, I will devour your flesh. Well, not really. I'll just break out of this prison, while heading to the super market that's on top. You're what, a cashier? The scent of gold and food is thick on you. Your mother is down here. I can hear her heart beat and smell her tears. You thought she's dead but she's actually enlisted for the high class district of Canterlot. That's where we are." Claywatch pushed Blue towards the door. "So while you dwell on that, bring us some proper food."
Sweetie Belle knew the look of anger that was now on Blue Cucumber's face. He would be gone for two days if she didn't intervene. "I want it!" she shouted desperately. Claywatch stopped and turned to her.
"No, you don't."
"Shut up! I'll decide what I want and don't want. You're new here. But you'll be wanting soon enough." Sweetie Belle glared. To her surprise, Claywatch walked to a corner of the cage and sat down, facing the corner. "Don't worry. I won't watch" he said. "But eventually, I may kill."
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TWO DAYS LATER
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"Hey big guy! Hungry?" Sweetie Belle sat in a chair as she looked at the new customer. He had sandy brown fur and dirt brown hair. He had a platter of fast food.
Claywatch turned towards the new one. He still wore the blind fold. "Ah! Billy Blogger. So good to hear you. Leave the food and escape. It's not yet time. When gifts of love are most important, but kindness is greater."
The stallion nodded, and walked towards a guard. The guard was a blueish grey, like a rock. He had short black hair and a overly long tail. The guard also had on black pants and a white sweater. What Sweetie Belle found strangest was that he was standing on his hind hooves. He stood by a lever on the wall. "Come on, Professor. Not yet time" Billy said. Professor nodded and pulled the lever. The two vanished with the lever.
Sweetie Belle gave Claywatch a questioning look. Claywatch was snarfing down the food. A few minutes later, a huge stud came forward. He was a smooth yellow and seemed to be about forty. Sweetie Belle hated the adult ones of this age greatly. They came for young girls like her. She smiled sweetly at the stallion. She stopped when she realized he was looking at Claywatch.
Claywatch finished eating and laid on the bed. He soon felt something on his chest. "Like what you see?" he heard a male voice say. Claywatch shrugged, pointing to his blindfold. "Here. Let me remove that for you." the voice said sweetly. Claywatch grinned.
Sweetie Belle gasped and almost threw up. The stallion quickly got off and moved away from Claywatch, who sat up, chuckling. His eyes looked like someone dissected them then sewn them back together, without bothering to remove them from the eye sockets. "Like what you see?" Claywatch asked, a smile on his face.
Sweetie Belle turned away. She watched the stallion run out of the cage, likely to demand a refund. Sweetie Belle turned back to Claywatch, who had closed his eyes. "How... How did that happen?" she asked.
"How did what happen?" Sweetie Belle became shocked and confused as Claywatch opened his eyes. They were a calm grey. Normal blind eyes. Not scarred. He put back on the blindfold.
"How did what happen? Oh, is that our guest returning?" Claywatch turned his head to the door of the cage.
"I can't believe you gave me such an ugly creature!"
Block Steel tried to calm his customer. "I assure you, we had no idea of any blemish! He is a fit and healthy minotaur."
The stallion march right up to Claywatch and pulled off the blindfold. He quickly backed away. Claywatch had empty eye sockets. They still held their shape, as if the eyes were removed recently."Sorry, I have no windows to my soul. But I am quite healthy." Claywatch said simply. His eyes began to grow in the sockets. Scarred. The stallion ran down the hall, throwing up on his way. Claywatch laughed with joy. Sweetie Belle couldn't help but join in.
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FIVE DAYS LATER
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Sweetie Belle ate her meal. She saw Billy Blogger with that old guy again, and asked Claywatch about them. "Who are they? And how do they keep teleporting out of here?" she asked, munching on a burger.
"I'll answer your question if you answer this. You pay close attention to everyone you meet, memorizing their every detail. So, what color were their eyes?" Claywatch took a bite out of his burger.
"They were... They..." Sweetie Belle realized out of every detail, she never bothered memorizing the eyes. And the odd thing was, Claywatch knew that. He let out a laugh.
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HEARTHS WARMING EVE
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Sweetie Belle yawned. She was snuggled against Claywatch, who held her protectively, even in sleep. She opened her eyes and found seven grown stallions looking hungrily at her. "Buck." she said.
Claywatch tried to sit up. But the chains had been decreased in length while he had slept. "Excuse me. May I inquire as to what time it is?"
One on the stallions chuckled. "Time to-"
"No, no. I mean literal time. Time and date. I can't tell, seeing of how we're underground and all." Claywatch interrupted.
One of the stallions looked around the hall. It was decked out like Hearths Warming gone sexy. "Can't you tell?" he asked, somewhat confused.
"Good sir, I am blind. No, I can't tell. Now, time please?"
The same stallion looked uncomfortable. "It's Hearths Warming Eve. Two minutes until midnight."
"What's your name boy? Describe yourself to me."
Sweetie Belle realized that stallion was only a teen. A very familiar one at that. "I- um. My name is Golden Clover. My coat is a sort of brownish yellow? I have a golden four leaf clover for a cutie mark. My eyes are orange. And I'm..." The boy began to blush. "A bit above average."
Claywatch seemed to think that over for two minutes. "Hearths Warming. Golden Clover, you shall live." With that, he got up from the bed. He broke free from the chains as if they weren't even there. The cage was locked. Claywatch walked into it and down the hall. It also broke with impossible ease.
Claywatch let out a low and long bellow. He then turned to Sweetie Belle. "I got captured for you. Tonight, sinners will pay and victims will be free." Down the halls was the sound of machines moving. "Now then. Lets pay the boss a visit." He removed his blindfold. And there were two, perfectly normal blue eyes. And they were angry. He began walking into the walls of the maze of the place. The walls also broke like they weren't there.
A small filly walked up to the stallions. She tilted her head at them. Her back side opened and blasters protruded. "Hello! My name is Fishhook 316" she said cheerfully. "I'm here to A: Capture you B: render you unconscious or C: kill you and drink your blood. Excluded from this is: Golden Clever. You and Sweetie Belle should: Follow Claywatch."
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Sweetie Belle and Golden Clever stuck close to Claywatch as they saw the criminals shooting their guns at ponies at seemed to have metal beneath their skin. It was like a war field. Some of the metal ponies were also helping the slaves escape. Claywatch found Block Steel hiding in his office. When they left the office, Block Steel was missing his head.
"Hey Claywatch!" a non-metal pony exclaimed. He was small, and dark grey. He had on black pants, a white lab coat, and a grandpa cap covering his eyes. He had a blaster that burned the criminals. The child also stood on two legs.
"Hello Smart Kid. Remember, don't kill any of them. I removed the head of the boss so he can be questioned later. Head to the office and make sure the body doesn't die."
"Okie Dokie!" Smart Kid ran off in the direction of the office, a grin on his face. He punched a large crinimal in the jaw and rammed another into the wall.
"You're probably wondering what the H is going on. Those metal beings are called Fishhooks. Long story involving other universes. Hello Professor."
The Professor stood by the lever in the wall. His eyes were a faded brown. "Hello Claywatch! Things are a bit too chaotic, so the lever isn't working properly. You be on your way while I fix this. Oh, and the rock is still going, so be careful." He took out a screwdriver kit out of nowhere and began fiddling with the lever.
Sweetie Belle looked around in confusion. "Why is none of the fighting reaching us?" She asked.
"Because of me." Claywatch answered. He shoved their heads down as an ordinary rock zoomed over their heads. It zoomed to the waiting right hoof of Billy Blogger. His eyes were a deep brown with hazel.
"FOR FREEDOM!" Billy shouted. He let the rock slip from his hoof. It dropped to the ground and rolled, getting kicked by hooves running about, and gained momentum so it began bouncing around the halls, hitting criminals in the face and tripping them. He pulled out from his hair what seemed to be a red screwdriver that let out an odd noise.
Claywatch stopped. He quickly ran through several walls (as if they weren't there) until he came to a certain chamber. Sweetie Belle knew of this chamber. For the children of the slaves. The ones born in this hell. There was a boy wrapped in silk rope. A boy of eight years. Black fur, with white cute hair and a silky long white tail, fashioned in the shape of a dog's bushy tail. His chest had white fluff. He wore a red collar with a golden tag with "Doggo" engraved upon a chain leash. He let out a soft sound.
"No. Why?" Sweetie Belle had never seen Claywatch look so sad. Nor sound so pained. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." A tear rolled down his face. He bent down and removed the silk ropes. Doggo let out a desperate whimper. "I'm so sorry." He grabbed Doggo's face and brought it to his own. "REALIZE" he screamed. Doggo went slack for a moment. His eyes then widened with a look of shame and realization. He let out another whimper. This one was sad, rather than needy.
Claywatch stood strait up. Sweetie Belle and Golden Clover were equally confused. For Claywatch now wore a black suit with a white tie with brown stains. He straitened his tie. The leash disappeared. He straitened his tie again. They were outside of a burning super market. Ponies were streaming out of it. Police were nearby.
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Rarity walked around helping the panic stricken ponies. She was horrified as she heard they had escaped from sex slavery. Many were crying. Some with joy, some with grief, others with unbelief that they were finally free. Rarity saw somepony she recognized. Her heart filled with joy. "Sweetie Belle! Sweetie Belle!" She slowly made her way through the crowd.
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Claywatch turned to Sweetie Belle. "I assume Block Steel put some sort of brand on you?"
"Yes. Why?"
"Show me. I may be able to remove it."
Sweetie turned around and lifted her left hind hoof. On the bottom was a branding of two greatswords crossed beneath a heart. The tip of the blades were pointing upwards.
Claywatch touched the branding with his hand. He then quickly took Golden Clover by the left hind leg and put the brand on him. He did the same to Doggo. "Hey! That hurt." Golden Clover complained.
"Sorry, but Lady Rarity approaches. I would rather she didn't kill you. Now, I will introduce you all as a family, Doggo as Sweetie Belle's son and you as the father. You won't die because Rarity will think you were forced to."
"I'm not agreeing to this" Sweetie Belle and Golden Clover said simultaneously.
"Well too bad. Your friends planned to sell you anyways, Golden. I just gave you the brand before Block Steel could. Now then, Golden Clover actually had a very poor plan to rescue you Sweetie Belle, as he escaped from that place five years ago. Now, as to meeting your sister, should I go in my suit or with my prisoner look?"
Sweetie Belle considered all the information. "We agree to your plan." The two said at the same time.
"And go with your prisoner look, but keep the tie and have a really torn coat." Golden Clover added.
"Swwetie Belle? Is... Is that you?" Sweetie Belle turned to look at her sister. She finally felt the full joy of being free and ran to her sister.
"I've missed you so much!" Sweetie Belle buried her face into Rarity's thick coat. Rarity hugged her sister tightly.
"I missed you too." Rarity said softly. "I thought you were dead." She gently pushed her sister away to look at her face. She then noticed the three other ponies, (well, two ponies and a minotaur) who were standing nearby watching. "Are those... friends or foes?"
"Friends. Oh! I should introduce you to them." Sweetie Belle grabbed her sister by her hoof and dragged her over to the others. The fire department arrived. "This is Doggo, my son. And that is Claywatch. He was my room mate."
Claywatch gave a nod. "Don't worry, I never touched your sister in any way nor looked at her body." He then gave a chuckle, which confused and concerned Rarity, until she saw he was blind.
"This is Golden Clover. He's Doggo's father." Doggo let out a bark and wagged his tail. Rarity's eyes went wide. She quickly took a step away from Golden Clover and pulled her sister away from him. "What?" Sweetie Belle asked. "I wasn't going to keep my virginity in there."
A nearby ex-prisoner tried to hold back a laugh, and failed. Soon, Sweetie Belle, her friends, and any others were laughing their butts off. Smart Kid was laughing nearby as well. He was dragging an iron body bag. Even a few of the Fishhooks were laughing.
Rarity looked around confused. "Why are you all laughing!? There is nothing even remotely funny about that!"
While Rarity was distracted, Claywatch gave the head to Smart Kid. He quickly put it in the bag before running into a portal that quickly disappeared.
A pony managed to get his laughter under control. "Sorry, it's funny because no matter how you look at it, that statement is true. And... Well, dirty humor, I guess."
Claywatch bent down to Sweetie Belle and Golden Clover. "By the way, I wasn't joking. Doggo really is your son. That day you passed out from a painful stomach ache? Contractions. I removed the baby and made sure he lived. All the other children in that place were taught how to speak and usually told who their parents were. For bad reasons, obviosly. But I never thought they would make a child a dog. I apologize." He straitened back up. "I thought the boy should understand what his parents went through. I see that was a very stupid mistake."
"YOU!" They all turned and saw a bulking red minotaur stomp forward. He held a gun. "YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!" Rarity screamed as the minotaur brought the gun to Claywatch'es face and pulled the trigger. The sound was loud, attracting the attention of the police.
Claywatch flicked the remains of the bullet off his face. He straitened his tie, once again in a neat suit. Claywatch pulled back his right arm. He brought it forward at a fast speed, (27 kilometres per minute) sending the red minotuar flying back. Once the minotaur landed, Claywatch walked up to him and lifted him by the throat. "Give me a reason why I shouldn't kill you."
A dark red arua left the red minotaur. It solidified into a sword. The minotaur stabbed Claywatch strait through the heart. The minotaur had an expression of victory as Claywatch bled. It quickly became a look of fear as Claywatch still stood, even as the sword left the heart and continued stabbing all over. "W-what are you!?" The minotaur shouted, hanging onto the fist of the huge grey minotaur to keep from choking.
"My name is Claywatch. I am older then your very sun. I am a Watcher. I can move the very sun and stars with my hand. I serve. I protect. I have fought FISHHOOK-1 and survived. I am the only of my kind. I learned the meaning of the passage of time by blinking and seeing life had turned to dust. I have been praised as a god, despite not even being an angel. But right now? Right now I am angry. Right now I am your worst fear. Right now, I am the one who chooses when your life ends." His grip tightened. He released. He bent down to whisper in the ear of the minotaur gasping for breath.
"Right now, it's Hearth Warming. Right now, I choose to have you spend the rest of your life in prison." He stood up and walked to the Police Chief. "Smart Kid, a friend of mine, had given me a list of every criminal and every victim. Those I choose to have a second chance are listed as victims. For every victim you question, be sure to tell them they are a victim. If you do not do such, I shall be angry. Oh, and he's bringing the boss of the operation to your office later. That Minotaur is second in command." He paused to pull the blade out of his chest. He shoved it in his mouth and swallowed. "Good day, Cheif." Claywatch straitened his tie. His suit was fixed and his wounds gone.
"Wait!" Rarity ran up to Claywatch. "Did... was it you who freed everypony?"
"Me? No, no no." Claywatch chuckled, slowly shaking his head. "He orchestrated the grand plan of escape!" he said, pointing at Golden Clover. Golden Clever gave a look of surprise.
Sweetie Belle walked up to Claywatch. "How do we call you?" she asked. "If we need you again."
He bent down and hugged Sweetie Belle. He motioned his hand. Rarity took the hint and joined in the hug. Golden Clover joined in as well. Doggo nuzzled his way into the hug, letting out a happy bark. Finally, Claywatch ended the hug.
He cleared his throat. "You don't find me when in need."
"I find you"
He straitened his tie, and disappeared.
The End.
For now.
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TAB Random let out a chuckle. "Well, dear fiend. It seems you and I will meet again. How... fascinating. Should I toy with those he saved? No. Just the boy.
Just.
The.
B*tch.
Dog.
Boy.
This shall be fun."
