Not Such A Fairytale Life After All

Disappointment after Disappointment

"I hate this body." This was starting to piss me off now that I had tripped over my new legs for the sixth time now. ‘Why is it so hard to walk? C'mon Purple concentrate.’ I tried to take some more steps but fell face first in the dirt.

"Argh fucking hell." Spitting dirt out of my mouth isn't a nice experience no matter what you say. ‘Maybe I should figure out where I am first, then figure out how to walk.’ Looking around I see that I am in some sort of forestry area. ‘It isn’t like the Everfree forest on the show so I can assume it is a different place.’ I thought. I also couldn't help but notice that there were large patches of grass everywhere that were nearly as tall as me. I smiled at that. 'It's unsafe. Wild Pokemon can jump out of tall grass.'

I let out a small chuckle. The first thing I noticed when I looked around was the vibrant and bright colours that attacked me. Some colours were so bright that it was almost blinding. And that brings me back to my useless body. Basically I looked like a small, male Gilda with light purple feathers instead of brown and a darker shade purple on the tips of the feathers on my head. I had also noticed that my eyesight had improved greatly and that my hearing and other senses had also been improved. Okay, that's cool but learning to walk is a priority right now.

After a couple of hours of many face plants and trips that would be hilarious to everyone but me, I was finally able to walk without falling over, although very shaky and slowly. I decided to walk in a random direction since I didn't know where I wa and, I got a sudden shiver down my spine which told me that going that way was a big no no. Better being safe than sorry, I turned around and walked in the opposite direction.

Meanwhile several kilometres from where Purple was going to go...

"Hydras are coming. Get ready."
"For Wethoof"
With a roar, the battle for Wethoof had begun.

"Hang on a second. I've got wings. I can just fly up and see where I am." I stretched out my wings to get a good feel of them. "I mean, it can't be that much harder than learning to walk. Can it?" I started to flap my wings and I rose of the ground a little. I flapped harder and I was hovering several metres off the ground. A Pinkie worthy smile came over my face and a started to laugh in that crazily happy way.

"AHhahahaha, I'm flying, I'm flying, I'm..... ah fuck" My timing in flapping my wings was off and I went spiralling towards the ground. I hit and continued to roll until I was at the edge of a cliff. Teetering on the edge that I didn't even realize that I was on, I lifted my claw to rub my head. Unfortunately, the change in weight caused me to fall off the edge and I was now falling from a five metre drop. "Ah fuck." I said again as I landed head first and passed out.

"Ugggggh, I really hope waking up with my body in pain isn't going to become a habit." Lying on the ground trying to ignore the pain, I could feel dry blood in my feathers on the back of my head. As the pain slowly ebbs away, I start to realise that my stomach is rumbling.

"Shit what am I going to do for food?" Back home, I was never good at cooking. It was the only thing my parents did themselves because they knew that I couldn't cook. But even if I could how and what was I supposed to make here in the middle of nowhere? There was a rustling in the bush next to me and I don't know what it was, instinct maybe, but I shot my claw out and grabbed whatever was making the noise. I retracted my arm and realised that I had caught a squirrel.

"Well what do we have here?" I said to the squirrel which I now realised that it was terrified. "Hey there's no need to be scared." I said trying to soothe the terrified creature. Since it was still trying it's all to escape my grip it was pretty obvious my attempt didn't work. ‘Why is it scared shitless of me?’ I looked into its terrified eyes and I saw myself in the reflection. Seeing myself in the squirrel's eyes, a realisation came to me. Griffin's are predators in this world. This rodent’s scared because it thinks I'm going to eat it. My stomach rumbled again and the thought crossed my mind but discarded the idea.

"I am not used to this body enough to eat a living creature raw." I said releasing the squirrel. As I watched it scramble away, my stomach decided to punish me by growling. "Yeah yeah, we'll find something."

I continued to walk in the slow, shaky way I do. There is no way I am going to fly again until someone can teach me. Long after the moon had risen and I knew Princess Luna was doing her job, I had almost given up on finding something to eat. I was really starting to regret letting the squirrel go but that thought left when I crashed into a bush covered in some sort of fruit. Not knowing if the fruit was poisonous or not was the problem.

"Two possibilities. Eat and I'm no longer hungry or eat and die a slow and agonising death due to poison." Before I could contemplate the pros verse the cons my stomach made the decision for me and I ate the berries. After eating until I was full I lied down on the ground to sleep.

"If they were poisonous then I just won't wake up in the morning." With that knowledge, I settled down for a peaceful sleep that I wouldn't get. As soon as I closed my eyes I heard growling coming from all around me as if I was surrounded. I jumped to attention immediately.

"Who’s there?" I demanded. My keen hearing picked up voices communicating with each other and then five Diamond Dogs come out of the bushes all surrounding me.

"He he, it is male boy." The Diamond Dog in front of me with several vials on his person growled "He pull lot's of gems when he grow." ‘What are these dogs on?’

"Yes, lots of gems." Another dog said. "He can be used to breed new slaves too." ‘Wait, did he say slaves? And what did he mean I can breed more?’

"Quick. Capture him." Knowing I was in a bad situation, I tried to run but because of my poor coordination with my body I face planted again. ‘Dammit. This is not the time to be useless body.’ The next thing I knew there was a loud bang and I found myself trapped in a net.

"Good. We got him" The Diamond Dog with the vials, obviously the leader, said.

"Shit. SHIT. I gotta get out." Desperately I tried to chew my way out of the net.

"Oh no. You can't escape." The leader said and threw a vial at me which exploded into gas on impact. Knowing that breathing in swirly green gas is not good for my health, I tried to hold my breath but it was no use. I inhaled the toxic fumes and my mind started to shut down. With panic and fear still at the forefront of my mind, I was able to say one more thing before passing out for the third time that day,

"Fuck you"

Once again, I wake up with my body in pain. "For fucks sake. When will I be able to wake up without being in pain?" I looked around and noticed that I was in a cell. ‘Shit what is happening. Am I a slave now? Where am I? Who are these two guys?’ I thought confused.

"Kid are you all right?" The griffin shackled to the wall asked with concern in his eyes. He looked old. Not that I knew much about griffin age cycles but I was just going off the fact that his voice sounded old and that his feathers were all grey.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied "Are you okay. You look like you’re about to die right now, no offense."

The old griffin laughed. "Well your pretty much right there. In a few hours, me and this fella over here are about to be fed to a dragon." He pointed to the other griffin who was also shackled to the wall. He looked like he was about to have a nervous breakdown. "Don't be offended if he doesn't talk to you. About to be sacrificed does that to ya. Also because the Diamond Dogs ripped his tongue out a few years ago."

I was in shock. "But isn't this Equestria?"

"No boy. If we were in Equestria we wouldn't be slaves." The old griffin said "We're in Gem Fido where the dragons control the Diamond Dogs and the Diamond Dogs control whatever slaves they capture, be it griffins, ponies or even their own kind. Whatever they can enslave so the quota can be kept up. But you should know all this already. It's common knowledge."

Quick Purple, come up with an explanation. "Um, I lived in Equestria all my life. My family and I only left to visit relatives. I was captured because my parents left me there so they could escape." ‘Yeah that sounds like something they would do.’

"Ah see. Lived a sheltered life with selfish parents." The old griffin nodded his head. "Okay let me give you a quick run down. Least I can do since I'm about to die." I flinched at how easy he can talk about being sacrificed to a dragon. He noticed this and said "Don't worry about it. I've been a slave in these tunnels for 60 years. It will be a blessing to be free from it."

I looked at him with sorrow and pity in my eyes. He ignored it and continued "Basically the deal is this. Us slaves do what the Diamond Dogs want or they kill us and eat us. The Diamond Dogs have slaves to dig up gems for them to eat and to feed to the dragons who terrorize them. If they don't give the dragons what they want then they are killed and eaten. It's a vicious cycle."

‘Wow. This world is almost, if not, as bad as mine.’ I thought. "Wait. Then why are you being sacrificed if the Diamond Dogs can give the dragons gems?"

The geezer sighed "I don't know. Maybe because not enough gems were mined or if the Diamond Dogs are being selfish and keeping them for themselves."

"What about the Princesses? Can't they help?" I asked.

"The Princesses? In Equestria? They couldn't give a shit about us." The griffin shouted, getting angry for the first time. "It's Princess Celestia's fault that we're in this situation anyway. She tore down our government in Dominion 900 years ago because we sided with Nightmare Moon."

Well siding with that devil in the first place was stupid’ I thought but since I didn’t know their reason I asked. "Why did we side with Nightmare Moon?"

"She promised us that we would be free," he said with a faraway gaze “that we wouldn’t be oppressed by Diamond Dogs anymore. It was too good for us to pass up."

Hmm. I've got a lot to think about now. I was about to ask what they do to the slaves when the sound of growling could be heard on the other side of the cell. The old griffin put a claw to his beak signalling me to be quiet. Three Diamond Dogs entered the cell and attached leashes to the two prisoners. The mute griffin was struggling with a desperate look in his eyes and was dragged out. As the geezer passed me he whispered "It was nice knowing you kid."

With the cell now empty I was free to weep about everything. My predicament. The situation of this world. The death of the old griffin. I just let it all out.

Well, I present to you Chapter Two. Tell me what you think. Good. Bad. I should stop. Tell me. I crave to know.