The psychotic gentlegriff

At Canterlot castle.

Princess Celestia finally received some good news. but she wishes that her guard that followed the two ponies who took the griffon cub, had acted and attempted to rescue the cub. She was feeling guilty, for her guard using the cub in such a manner. She could only hope for the little ones well being. But now they new where the foals were taken to and were now putting together a plan of attack.

The plan was to have the abandoned hospital located on Northwest district of Canterlot surrounded on all sides. The princess herself planned to lead a platoon of Guards into the hospital. She didn’t plan on using the doors tho, they were going through the wall on the western side of the building. Celestia question this part of the plan, her Captain came up with. But the Intel her guards have gathered indicated that the foals were not being kept in the western wing of the building. So they didn’t run the risk of injuring the foals with their assault. This operation was going to begin as soon as she lowered the sun.

But as for right now, she was having to attend day court and it was the same question she had been asked for the past month. “Princess Celestia is there any information on the missing foals?”
Or “princess what actions a being taken to find the foals?” The only difference was she knew where they were now. But she couldn’t let the public know, because of the risks it brought to her plan.

About 3 hours later the solar princess was finished with day court, now she was making her way to the castle gardens to clear her mind before the coming storm.

She was admiring the work of the royal gardener’s, when she was interrupted by a pony she sees way to often of her own liking. A noble mare with more arrogance then brains, But she’d never say it out loud of course. The mare in question was a unicorn in her mid 30s with a slightly off white coat colour and a golden and silver striped mane and tail, her cutie mark was two stars one gold and the other silver. A basic cutie mark but very rememberable for all the wrong reasons. “Good afternoon. Silver Blood how’s your husband Upper Class doing?”

“He’s doing good, well other than our precious colt is still missing. Princess I must ask, when are your guards going to find my baby prince?”

“You already know the answer to that Silver, when they find where they are being held, and need I remind you that there are other ponies foals that have been taken, not just yours,”

Celestia thought the audacity of this mare and she’s referring to the foal as a prince. She internally sighed, but knew that with the vote of the nobles she have her son be call a prince, but only by title which gave her some peace of mind. Knowing that it would only be a title and one that has no real power or value over Equestria.

But before the arrogant mare could speak, her guard Captain trotted up to her and saluted. “Princess Celestia we should be on our way. we have very important things to discuss.”

“Yes, of course Graceful, we do.” She then turned to Silver and said. “Well it was nice seeing you Silver but I must attend to this, so good day to you.” And without waiting for a response the princess and her Captain trotted away to prepare for the assault that they would carry out this evening.

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Meanwhile at the abandoned hospital Anubis and Rustic were entering the game. Upon entering Anubis noticed that there was a lot of mannequins or are they pony-quins, to be fair, he didn’t care because he was more alert then anything, he had a phobia of mannequins, not a uncontrollable fear but it was one of few things that he truly feared. “Why dose there have to be those things dude?”

I know Anubis, I hate pony-quins too. Bloody freaky things.”

The second thing he noticed was the state of this place it looked ran down and pretty creepy. It reminded him of his first official testing centre, abysmal conditions, rusty chain strung about the place and the familia cent off oxidised blood and rotten flesh. Something he wasn’t sure if he should be comfortable with.

“Anubis come on we need to get searching. We got 4 minutes before our task is given to us, so let’s not waste time.”

“ Yeah sure Rustic. So what sort of supplies do you want me to search for? Anything of high priority?” Even though I asked him, I had my own objective to find a way into the yellow unicorns lab. But that was easier said than done, I just need to find my way there. I hope they label room, otherwise I’m fucked.

My plan was to try and make some sort of weapon to use on that unicorn with the mask. Then I can make a break for it and I’ll lock myself in the lab, that should be enough time for me to figure something out.

Well I’d best help look for something that I could weaponise, oh and help Rustic with collecting supplies. I am curious about what task we’ll be doing tho, I guess I’ll find out In 4 minutes.

“So Rustic you mentioned something about this Warden?”

“Yeah he’s a huge stallion that enjoys torturing ponies, well that’s what we all think. Because he killed the other foals that used to do this stuff. I don’t know what his coat colour is because he always wears that warden suit and metal mask…. Get down, Sssh it’s him don’t make a sound.”

I was searching with my eyes for this warden, but then he lumbered past my vision and my eyes widened. What in gods name is that thing, there no way for me to Stand a chance at killing him. Fuck. He then slowly began to turn and take long and deliberate sniffs of the air and my hart sank. Shit can he smell us? Oh I hope not, Then he snapped forward and began to walk slowly.

He finally past through and we were left in an eerie silence. I whispered. “Hey, do you think he’s gone…” and then I was cut off by a blood chilling scream.

“Anubis I think he found the others.”

“Yeah I hope they’re going to be fine, but we still have supplies to search for.”

“Yeah you’re right.”

Fuck that I’m not going to try and help them. After all I still don’t have a weapon, I hope that the Warden can only walk at that slow pace as to give me enough time in that lab.

Now me and Rustic were searching for anything of use, I found a small rusty metal spike and took it. Looking at what look like a mini crossbow stock and the gears in my mind began to turn and a smile creeped onto my face. All I needed was a strong peace of cord and something to act as bow arms then I’d be in business. I know planned to make a crude crossbow and hide it under my wing, but if I get caught. Well I don’t want to think about it.

Continuing my search, I managed to gather all the components and found a hiding place to put them all together. When I was done I held it tightly under my wing and started to help Rustic.

Then a voice rang out and said. “Your task is to find all the stuffed animals with green collars on them and place them in the crusher. But be careful because if you destroy a stuffed animal with a turquoise collar you’ll be left behind in this place. And have fun! Hahahaha!!!”

Great, this sounds fucking great. Well it’s probably better if me and Rustic stick together.

It must of been 6 or 7 minutes and we were making good progress the board said there were 8 green stuffed animal collars and we had done 7 but we couldn’t find the last one and was wondering where the Warden was. But I got my answer when he came lumbering through a door and I immediately grabbed Rustic and hid. But then we heard the other two colts cheer and gallup away which could only mean one thing they competed their task. Which would mean that we’re trapped here with this thing. Fuck we need to find that stuffed animal.

I told Rustic to stay put and I began to sneak away, to search for the last one. It took longer than expected but I finally found it and it was placed on a giant mouse trap with sharp teeth welded onto it. Why, just why man. Not even I thought about making something as stupid as this.

After tripping the mouse trap I took the animal plush with a green collar and ran for the crusher. I knew that noise I made alerted the Warden and I had little time before he appeared. I got to the crusher and dropped it in and ran to get Rustic.

Now with Rustic, I made my way to the exit, blood filled with adrenaline and excitement. I was sporting a goofy smile. We made it out and was greeted by the other two colts. I broke out into laughter and Rustic looked at me in confusion.

“Why are you laughing?”

“I have no Idea dude.”

After we calmed down the door opened and I shuffled my wing to check if my weapon was still there. It was and I was ready for an opportunity to make its self known.

We were making our way back to the holding area and I didn’t plan on going back. And with that I turn 180 degrees and drew my latest arts and crafts project, pointing it at the head of the unicorn I fired. Thud! The rusty spike hit the unicorn in the eye and he began to scream in pain on the floor, blood gushing out. Before anypony could react I dropped my crossbow and ran. The pony didn’t give chase for some reason, but I kept running until I came across a metal door that was labelled “The Lab” I went in and was met by the yellow unicorn holding a small dark red rock with peculiar markings. all I saw was red as I lunged at the surprised pony. My claws struck true and he yelled out in pain as I ripped and dug my claws deeper into the pathetic prick’s chest cavity, twisting my claws and ripping out organs in a bloody rage.

I failed to notice that the red rock was glowing brightly and began to hover.

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Princess Celestia’s POV

My guards are in position and the entry team will move in once I blow a hole through the wall.

As I charged up my horn with magical energy and released it. firing a powerful blast of magic that on impact, obliterator the wall and I gave the order to enter. My Captain said that he’s making sure that nopony escapes whilst I entered the rundown building that had a newly acquired door.

Upon entering I noticed that my guards ran into a group of ponies that were wearing blank black masks and off white body suits but they fell swiftly. And they were now chained up.

As me and my guards began to clear out the foalnappers hideout and one of my guards had found a big iron door that was lock. This court my ear and I had him lead me to the door.

We arrived at the door and i began to use my magic to rip the door off it’s reinforced hinges. It took 3 tries to pry it off and my guards when in.

“Princess the missing foals are here!”

I trotted in and the foals began to cry tears of relief, some even ran up to me and hugged my leg saying “thank you so much for saving us princess.”

“Guard, do we have a head count?”

The guard in question quickly finishes counting and shook his head. “Princess Celestia we are still missing 1 filly, 6 colts and still no sign of the griffon.”

It was hard to hear over the crying foals but my heart when out to the little ones. “Then make sure you keep you’re eyes peeled, guard. “Then another guard walked in and called out to me. “Princess, we found 3 of the unaccounted for colts and we have a lead as to where the griffon is.”

This court my attention so I gestured for him to lead the way. “So private, what do we know so far?”

“Princess the colts all say that they had to take part in this game that they say took the lives of 4 others, 1 filly and 3 colts. They also say that the griffon shot one of the foalnappers in the eye with a crossbow. Resulting in the pony’s mask being pinned to his face and the loss of his right eye. We have a general idea of which direction the griffon ran off in. But I must advise caution when you find the griffon princess. There’s no predicting how he will act.”

As much as I hate to admit it, he has a point. The ponies at forensics believe that the griffon killed the pony in the alleyway and he clearly has an indifference to blood. I just hope that the griffon doesn’t get killed by the ponies with the masks.

“Princess this is the hallway that the griffon supposably went down we have already began to extract the foals to somewhere safe. Do you want me to accompany you princess?”

“No private I believe your presence will only scare the cub. But I need to make sure this building is cleared and secure.”

“Yes your highness.”

With that I began to trot down the hallway and after searching for about 3 minutes I came across a gory sight that gave me chills. The cub was ripping apart an already mangled corpse.

But as she approached, she could hear sniffling. As she called out to the cub, his head snapped towards her and their eyes locked. He was crying, Oh my goodness what have they done to this cub for him to commit this act of violence. Then his voice hit her with the force of magical backlash.

“Pl-please m-make it s-stop I don’t want to be a-a experiment anymore.” And he completely broke down In a pool of the pony’s blood. But she didn’t care this cub needed her now, after all it was her guards inaction when they saw him being taken in the woods that led to this. It shouldn’t have happened like this. At this point her perfect white coat was stained a deep crimson as she cradled the cub, stroking the back of his neck as his whimpers began to die down.

“Princess Celestia we’ve secured the building…. what in the tartarus happened here? And is that the griffon in your hooves?”

“Shh Captain he’s just fallen asleep, please give me your report after I get this cub somewhere safe… and clean.”

“Of course princess.”