Advent of Victory

The sound of something heavy being drug across the ground was the first thing I was able to make out as I started to come to. As something that felt like a sharp rock scraped against my side, I realized that I was what was being dragged across the dirt. My eyes popped open as I tried to scramble to my feet, but found myself bound by some net.

I flailed around trying to rid myself of the oppressive net that was holding me captive, and after a few moments I stopped moving. Thudding footsteps reached my ears as whatever had been dragging me let go of the net and walked over to me. The moon, which was the only light I could make out, was soon eclipsed by what was probably the most terrifying thing I have ever seen.

Above me stood what at first glance appeared to be a diamond dog. I knew what they looked like from the show but this thing was massive, which had largely to do with my new vantage. It was just shy of seven feet tall, and had muscles like a bodybuilder. Several liquids swished around in their vials with every step the beast took, and a red light glinted off the long sword that was strapped to its back. Its glowing yellow eyes stuck out against the pitch-black background of night.

I flinched away as it bent over and started to sniff me. I was completely trembling by the time that it stood back up and continued to look down at me. It opened its mouth wide to give me the most wicked smile that I ever had the displeasure of seeing before it spat in my face.

“Does pretty lady not like being dragged?” It asked, but I was unable to formulate a reply. My fear must have been amusing because it laughed and walked back over to the other two smaller dogs and continued dragging me along.

I continued to squirm, but the ropes around me were taut and my legs could not find any purchase. It didn’t take long before I just couldn’t put the effort into it anymore so I laid in the most comfortable position I could find while I continued to be dragged through the arid desert.

I looked back to my captors, and noticed that there was a pony that they were dragging along behind them. From what I could see through the darkness he appeared to be a green earth pony with a mane made up of all sorts of reds and oranges. I couldn’t get a good look at his cutie mark, but that really didn’t matter at the moment. He looked like he was still unconscious, probably knocked out by whatever had gotten me.

The dog that was dragging him was at least three feet shorter than the big one that had me. He was a lot wider, and looked like he had gorged himself on whatever he could find daily to gain his physique. He had a few unused nets slung along his back, what appeared to be a crossbow with a net in place of a traditional arrow.

To the left of my captor was a very lean diamond dog carrying a torch. The only light around for miles was the small fire that he held in his hand, and he waved it back and forth as we continued to proceed to places unknown. He was currently yapping something to the big dog.

“Alpha be happy. We make good catch.” The lean yappy one blabbed.

“Dad should be happy. It’s not everyday we get a pretty thing like that one,” he pointed a thumb over his shoulder at me. Great.

“We have fun with her?” the fat one asked what I now assumed to be the leader. The tall diamond dog slapped him across the face with his free hand and growled until he was on the ground in submission.

“She is mine!” he yelled. I really did not like the sound of that. I especially did not like the way he turned and gave me that super creepy smile again before we continued moving on.

I needed a brilliant plan that would somehow get me out of this terrible situation. As it stood I had apparently been transported to Equestria by some weird warrior chick from a dream, and had landed in the body of a creature that appeared to be a white fox. I had then been caught by some diamond dogs, and was now being dragged off to somewhere I definitely didn't want to go, and for some reason said diamond dogs found me attractive.

I tilted my head up again to look around, but I couldn’t see anything for miles. That probably meant that wherever we were going we wouldn’t reach it tonight. If I could somehow get out of this net then I might be able to sneak off while they were asleep.

I scoured my mind trying to think of anything that might be of use in this situation, but a rock striking against the cut in my leg pulled me from my ruminations. Sudden inspiration hit me, and I gave thanks to whatever god had dominion over small sharp rocks. Carefully, in order to avoid any of my three captures noticing, I opened my mouth and grabbed a small part of the net and began chewing on it.

Hardly a second later the piece of rope snapped audibly causing the lead dog to stop. Slowly, he turned around and glared at me before dropping the net and stomping over again. I shrank away as the titan canine towered over me and studied the net.

“What did you do?” he asked as he reached down and lifted me by my neck. I immediately began gasping for air as his grip tightened, and his scowl depend. I couldn’t tell him that I was able to cut the rope with my teeth or he would probably beat me to a pulp for trying to escape. He might have even killed me!

I continued to stay silent as tears started to leak from my eyes. My pathetic form did nothing to calm his anger, and my face was whipped to the side as I was backhanded. Have you ever sparred with a professional boxer? Well imagine that, but instead of boxing gloves they were wearing brass knuckles.

The sickening sound of bone on bone rung in the night air. Tears started to spill down my face more furiously as I felt my cheek start to welt up. I don’t think that I have ever been more helpless in all my life, and it made unfathomably angry, but there was nothing I could do.

“Raq, wait!” the lean dog yelled as he scrambled over. “Alpha want this one good shape.”

The big one whose name I now knew was Raq stopped as his paw was coming down for a second blow. Still holding me by the throat, he pulled his face closer to me and stared into my eyes. Whatever he saw made his anger vanish, and only served to increase mine.

“You are mine.” His smile once again returned as he dropped me to the ground. “I’ll make you squeal when we get back to the den.” I was shaking uncontrollably as both fear and anger warred inside me for dominance.

“Bauld!” he yelled pointing at the fat dog, “drop the pony and the get wood.” The fat dog did as he was told and pulled out a couple of small pieces of wood he had in the bag on his back as well as a few pieces of really old paper.

The lumber was quickly piled together, and the scrappy dog could hardly stop himself from lighting them on fire until Raq told him to. Soon a blazing fire was lighting up the night as the three dogs made their camp. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the other pony start to stir.

“What?” he asked as he tried to sit up, but found that he was bound by a net.

“Shut up, kid,” I whispered in my new feminine voice while trying not to be overhead by the dogs. I failed horribly as Raq turned and gave me that smile I was quickly coming to hate.

Despite my warning the earth pony, which I had guessed was in his late teens, started thrashing around and screaming his head off. The sound didn’t only seem to hurt my ears, but the ears of the dogs as well as they covered them with their paws.

“Shut up pony!” Raq snarled, but he just continued to scream and thrash. Raq picked up a large rock that was on the ground next to him, and after sailing through the air stopped his screaming and almost knocked him back out. The diamond dog then lifted him up with the same choking hold he had used on me. “You will be quiet.” From my vantage I was able to barely make out a nod of understanding before he was dropped back to the ground.

The scrappy one seemed to want to lighten the mood so he dug around in his bag before he found a few gems, and offered them to his leader. “Raq, eat. Eat and sleep then be happy.”

The large diamond dog’s growl caused the smaller one’s ears to pin back before he swiped the gems from his paw and tossed them into his mouth. He once again shifted unnaturally between anger and happiness as he smiled at his meal. The small dog shared his leader’s smile and passed out more gems to the fat one before serving himself.

The three dogs sat around the fire discussing whatever stupid dogs discuss, and laughing as they told lewd stories. Some of the things they said made me want to gag and toss my guts for the second time that day. I stopped listening to them a moment, and turned my attention back to myself.

Earlier nausea and a chilling sensation had been assaulting me, but now I was feeling a lot better. Scratch that, I was feeling better than I ever had despite the situation I was in. My muscles coiled with untapped energy as they just waited to spring into action and pounce upon these stupid cretins and tear them to shreds. I knew I could take all of them at once if I could only get out of this net, but I was not stupid enough to try. If I could just silently free myself, as they were asleep then I would quietly slink off into the night, and hope that they didn’t bother looking for me.

“Alpha probably want pretty thing himself,” Gould said, pulling my attention back to the conversation.

“He said go out and bring back more slaves. I will keep this one for me.” That was the most disturbing smile I could ever imagine.

“She different. Alpha keep,” the small scrappy one agreed causing Raq to growl at him. The large dog then reached behind him and grabbed the net I was caught up in and pulled it over to himself.

I soon found myself scooped up in his arms like one would hold a puppy as he continued to glare at his companions. “Pretty bitch mine!” he snarled as he fell into broken English like both of the other dogs. I felt my stomach lurch at the thought, but was able to stop myself from vomiting all over him out of fear of his retribution.

So these guys were not just slavers but also rapist that captured ponies to work for them. I know I had seen in the show what looked like Rarity being enslaved by some diamond dog bastards, but that had been playful. These assholes were fucking scary, and the more they talked the more pissed off I was getting.

Few people know this about me since I always seem to be such a cool and collected guy. I have a small circle of friends who might be able to tell you, but when I get pissed off I can be a scary son of a bitch. I don’t blow up like most other people, but instead slip into a state where I just cut off all emotion as I coldly try to plot revenge. These bastards made me want to rip each of their hearts out with my bare hands.

Without bothering to look down, Raq tossed me over his shoulder like a rag doll where I fell to the ground with a thud. The air rushed out of my lungs, and I had to gasp for a few seconds before I caught my breath again. When I looked over to the green colt I saw pity in his eyes.

“Go to sleep,” Raq ordered the other two. “We will reach the den tomorrow.” He then loudly slumped over and caused a cloud of dust to puff into the air. He turned his back on the other dogs and faced me instead. As I glared at him that wicked smile on his face only widened.

I am not really sure how long I stayed like that, just glaring at the diamond dog who continued to smile at me, but eventually his eyes closed and his breathing pattern changed to that of someone sleeping; if the snores that the other two dogs were anything to go by, they had also found their way to dreamland.

I continued to stare at the dog, not willing to try and free myself until I knew that he was truly asleep. I counted to a thousand several times before I moved as quietly as possible and put a piece of rope in my mouth. I gently bit down on the net and snapped the rope just as easily as before, only this time slack in the line stopped any audible protests. I kept staring at the dog intently searching for any change as I continued to cut my restraints.

It didn’t take long before I had a hole large enough for my new body to slip through. This was going to be the real test, so as quietly as possible I started to slowly move out of the net that was still draped over me. Amazingly, the dog that was resting not two feet away didn’t stir during the entire procedure, which must have taken a good thirty minutes to complete. I had to stop myself from sighing as the hard part was over; I wasn’t out of the woods yet.

“What are you…” the young stallion to my right began, but I cut him off with the harshest glare I could. Unfortunately, the damage was already done. Raq’s eyes popped open, and he started to move to stop my escape. I did the only thing that I could possibly think to do at the time. I lunged.

I lept across the small two-foot gap between us, and sank my teeth through the soft fur of his neck, and into his jugular, which was pumping warm blood to his woefully inadequate brain. The startled cry he gave off before he was silenced by my vice like grip woke the other two dogs, and they started to look around for the source of the sound. Raq squirmed in futility as I held onto his neck like my life depended on it; it probably did at the time.

The other dogs saw their leader thrashing around as a small fox, which I had gathered they knew nothing about at this point, held him down and ripped his throat out. Blood flew through the air and hissed as it touched the flames before quickly evaporating. Raq continued to spasm on the ground as he clawed his throat, which kept leaking his vital fluids before he finally came to a rest.

The other two dog’s look of pure horror was enough to cause me to break out into a fit of hysterical laughter. The sight of me with the blood of their leader dripping from its muzzle was probably the scariest thing they had ever seen. Without waiting another second they both turned and bolted, leaving their things behind in the dust.

I watched as they ran frantically into the night with twin trails of urine lining the ground behind them and continued to laugh like a madman. I licked my lips to stop the sweet juices from escaping, and savored their flavor. I’m not sure why but his blood was so delicious I could not help but yearn for more.

I looked back down to the dead body of the diamond dog whose throat I had just unceremoniously ripped out, and couldn’t stop myself from diving back in. I started ripping apart his flesh in order to get to the meatier pieces that lay beneath. I knew how to properly butcher an animal and get the meat off of them, but at the moment I didn’t care in the least. It felt like I hadn’t eaten in weeks and the dead dog before me was like a free country buffet.

I turned and stared at the green pony that was shaking in fright as he looked up at me. If he hadn’t been trapped by the net he was still in he probably would have followed the other two dogs off into the darkness. I imagine that I must have looked like the devil himself, and while literally scaring the piss out of those other diamond dogs had been fun, scaring this kid was a major buzz kill. I ran a paw along my muzzle and wiped away the blood before it dried on my nice white coat, and walked over to him.