The psychotic gentlegriff

Princess Celestia’s POV.

The Pegasi had scheduled a thunder storm for tonight. That meant I could not see the night sky, my sister’s night sky which was left the way it was all those centuries ago. “I miss you Luna. I hope you come back soon dear sister.”

Celestia hadn’t noticed that she was crying for her long lost sister. But as she made her way to the restroom she saw herself in the mirror.

“My goodness I’m a mess. I guess all this stress is getting to me after all, I just hope we find those missing foals sooner than later. If my sister was here she would have found them with in the first night with her dream walking magic. And that griffon cub, if he does look anything like his description, traffickers would pay top bits to have something as exotic as him. Oh that poor cub I hope he’s ok.

After clearing her face off Celestia made her way into her bed, tucking herself in with her magic, she closed her eyes. But she couldn’t get the missing foals out of her head and began to ponder about where and why they were taken.

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Meanwhile Anubis was asleep unaware of the danger that lingered towards his unconscious body.

Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap. Tip. Tap.

The intruders were 4 feet away from him and from the darkness two sick sadistic smiles appeared.

“Aww look at the little cub, Razor I find it hard to believe that he killed Shadowy with one hit?

“Don’t be fooled by his appearance Silenced Hoof, he’s no stranger to bloodshed that’s for sure. Hurry up and put the chains and muzzle on the cub.”

“Yeah, yeah I know we’re not taking risks but.”

As the two foalnappers approached their target. They failed to notice the trip wire that was made from a thin piece of berry vines which was attached to a small rock. The rock then fell onto more oddly stacked rocks which caused them to collapse and wake the small griffon. Upon waking the griffon cub lunged at the mare’s throat but was stop by the unicorn’s magic.

“Told you he was dangerous Silenced. If I didn’t act fast enough you would have been dead, you’re welcome. Now as for you cub, you’re coming back with us.”

“Yeah thanks Razor nice save I guess.”

Anubis’s POV.

Fuck this magic stuff man fuck it to the moon and back. My trip wire worked but I plan to jump at whoever approached me failed miserably. Why didn’t I take into consideration that there might be two of them and of course ones a fucking unicorn, just my luck.

“So what do you want with me?” I ask in a emotionless voice

They both stared at me in disbelief, the mare replied with. “Are you insane? How are you not panicking or scared out of your mind?”

“Probably and no, not really. I mean aaahhhh someone help me I’m being taken!!!!!!!!!” Then my beak was sealed shut with a tight muzzle. Well I’m buggered. Is that a club, oh fuck this is going to hurt.

WACK! CRACK! SMACK!

Oh god why’s everything getting darker. I don’t want to go bed, mother.”

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When Anubis came back to the land of the waking he found himself strapped to a table. The room he was in, look similar to an operation room but if said operation room was home made on a budget.

Then a tall gangly yellow unicorn trotted through the door and right up to Anubis. He had a small steel tray that held basic surgical instruments that looked rusty. Anubis knew that it wasn’t rust, but dried blood. Then the unicorn mad eye contact with him. The first thing he noticed was this pony looked excited to start what ever he had in store for him. His heart began to beat rapidly as the cold, dirty scalpel came in to contact with his chest. Then it began to glide down opening him up like a letter. The pain was agonising, but he refused to give the yellow unicorn the satisfaction of hearing his screams of pain. He shut his eyes tightly holding back tears.

And then the pain intensifies and he felt the incision be brutally stitched up. Then the pony spoke. “That’s fascinating, I’m not the first to cut you open, am I now? Oh I’m jealous of the one who got their hooves on you first. I mean look at all those scars you have, but I’m curious to know more about the one around your neck?”

Anubis’s heart sank when he processed what he heard. He even forgot about the new torrent of pain he was feeling from his legs.

Anubis’s POV.

No. No NO! I can’t have those scars. This is a new body, a new body right? I can’t have those horrific things. I could barely look at them when I was human and now you’re telling me I have to bare them as a griffon too!! No I refuse to acknowledge them now and forever more. They’re nothing but a bad memory of my weakness, of how I lived as a child. The shit that was done to me in the name of entertainment. Yes I may have experimented on living test subjects but I never did it to children because of my own childhood.

Then darkness creeped into my vision and the last thing I saw was the gleeful eyes of that revolting yellow unicorn.

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Anubis was tossed into a room with a few foals that hid as soon as the door slammed open. When they came out of their hiding spots they hesitated to approach the unconscious griffon cub that laid on the floor.

“What is it? It has the same collar as us, so I say we lay it on a blanket.”

“A-are you out o-of your m-mind Twinkle? It h-has c-claws.”

“Sssh it’s sleeping and remember? safety in numbers. So quit being a baby and get the others. I’ll try to move it with out waking it up.”

“Um o-ok, I can do that.”

The small light purple colt ran as fast as his little legs could carry him. With the soul goal of letting the others know about the creature that was left with his only friend.

Now that Twinkle was alone with the creature, she contemplated on how she was going to move it, without waking it up. She tried rolling it toward the blankets but it was heavier than she expected. So with a little bit of effort she managed to get it on it’s back and a blanket she placed next to it.

Now with it on the blanket. She thought to herself, what now it’s on the blanket. She began looking it over and as her eyes trail down to it’s lower half and she found out that the creature was male, now sporting a blush she tossed another blanket over him and looked away. She felt guilty about peeping at his privates without his permission. After all it was her mother who told her that it’s wrong to try steal a look of other ponies private parts. But she thought that he definitely isn’t a pony so do the same rules apply? And with her curiosity spiked she began to inch closer to him and as she when to lift the blanket her friend had returned with the other colts and filly’s that had been foalnapped each one with a metal collar around their necks.

“Twinkle I’m back and I brought the others, are you ok? The monster didn’t wake up?”

“He’s not a monster Gumdrop and he’s still asleep so shut up before you wake him up.”

“You two do know that he’s a griffon right?”

“And how do you know that Rustic, Well?”

“Because of the beak on his face. Twinkle it’s pretty obvious.”

“Well how was I supposed to know, I’ve never seen a griffon before.”

“You two stop fighting. The griffon is waking up.”

Gumdrop ran in fear with the others, whilst rustic and twinkle move closer and waited for the griffon to shake off the drowsiness.

Anubis woke up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. As his eyes regained focus, he jumped in surprise at the two faces that were inches away from him. “Ah where am I and what are you doing to me?”

“Nothing I did nothing weird with you!” She said with hast and a blush on her cheeks.

The two boys looked at her with a questioning gaze. “Well I’m Rustic Clock and the blushing filly there is Twinkle Star. What’s your name?”

“The name is Anubis Grimgost and thanks for the blankets I guess.” But his thoughts were elsewhere and he chose to deny the fact that his own body still harbour such awful surgical scars. Which infected his mind with fear, real fear that he hadn’t felt in many years. Not even death brought about such fear. But he told himself that he mustn’t show it to anyone, or they might look into it.

“Well Anubis Grimgost I’m not the one you should be thanking, that would be Twinkle who rolled you on the blanket and covered you up with another.”

“Well thank you very much Twinkle but I should get on my claws now.”

“You’re welcome and Mr Anubis you should rest tho. You really don’t want to break the stitches.”

“Aah good point, with out a needle and thread I wouldn’t be able to restitch the surgical wounds if they opened.”

“You can do that!”

“Yeah I can… Rusty was it?”

It’s Rustic and that great news we could do with somepony that knows how to do that. We could also save those healing potions for a super bad injuries now.”

“Well glad to be of help Rusty.”

“It Rustic.”

“Yeah got it Rustic.”

“Thank you.”

They boys antics course Twinkle to laugh at the dismay of Rustic. This was the first time she had laughed in a while, ever since she was taken by these horrible ponies, to this horrific place.