Out of Control

You wake up lying on a cold floor with the most terrible headache you've ever experienced. Everything is blurry and dark. You are incredibly tired and it's hard to think. You attempt to rub your eyes but your hands are stopped by a mask, feeling around for a few minutes you recognize it as some kind of a gas mask. Also you are wearing dark rubbery gloves and boots which almost reach up to your knees, a broad utility belt around your waist keeps the dark green, heavy woven pants up. The chest piece is combination of a dark gray and black turtleneck pullover and a dark bullet proof vest which only covers the ribcage. You stand up and bump into some metallic arms above you, they extend out of the wall. It looks like the average man could sit comfy on the lowest while being held in place by the middle arm, the top arm seems to sport some kind of helmet, looks like you fell out of that thing at some point.
“What.”
Your jimmies are rustled at the sound of your own voice. Touching your throat you speak again, “What is...”. Your voice is unnatural low and sounds artificial, the knot in your stomach dissipates as you realize that your voice is like that because of a built in vocoder in that mask. No question, you're going to get that thing off ASAP! While you fruitlessly fiddle around to get that thing off your face you hear something talk, the voice sounds distant and echoed many times.
“Ah can't wait t'find that bastard, when ah get t'him ahm goin' to buck him outta Equestria!”.
That sounded angry, looks like someone is in deep trouble. More voices echo through the place, at least 3 more but you can't understand what they say. You look around for the first time, trying to find the source. This is not a normal building, definitely not. You are in a long corridor, on one side is a wall on the other side is just a skimpy balustrade. Walking towards the balustrade you look up, you can't see the ceiling and your jimmies get slightly rustled as you look down over the edge. Can't see the bottom of this place...
Weird rails, pods and tubes everywhere, this place is insanely huge and weird! You decide that you won't gain anything by just standing around. After walking around for about 15 minutes you are already sick of this place, everything looks the same and it feels like you wander aimlessly through a maze. On top of that you are not even sure that you are going to recognize the exit even if you find it, this place looks so alien to you. The color scheme isn't making it any easier, everything has that metallic blueish black to it... this place feels dead, long since abandoned. Then you hear some voices again, a somewhat boyish voice screams ”WHAT?! After all those horrible things he's done we are to let him live?!”
Are these people talking about that guy from before? If they find him he really will get is ass kicked... what did that first voice say? Bucked? Heh! He will get is ass bucked! You chuckle at your own bad joke and listen further, sounds like they are closing in on your vicinity. You lean over the balustrade to listen if you can make out if they are beneath or above you, it doesn't sound like they're on your level. Damn, now the voices are too faint to listen to what they say, maybe you should call out to them?
While thinking it strikes you like lightning. You are apparently male, all of the voices sound female. They want to buck some GUY's ass. Apart from these predatory girls you are the only person in this place as far as you know.
Good work Sherlock, but maybe they look for someone else, this place is huge and there could be countless people scattered around. Still, better not reveal yourself until you are sure, better safe than sorry. Damn, head still hurts. You try to think back to identify the reason why they would want to thrash you. You concentrate and try to remember past moments, but there is nothing, no recollection of anything that predates waking up in this place. Until now you were too distracted with this... this structure to notice that you had some kind of amnesia.
Okay, calm down.
“FUCK”, your voice only a whisper. They are after you and you don't even know why! Your jimmies can hardly get any more rustled. Panic sets in. What if the amnesia won't go away? What if you are a criminal? What if they are the bad guys? What could you do to stop all this? You walk in circles as you try to find a way out of this misery
“SHIT”, your voice now louder. Can't think of anything!
”Did you hear that?”, a calm voice says. Damn, did they hear you freaking out? Be more quiet you idiot!
”Hey, don't distract! Why should we not finish him off, seriously!” the boyish voice says in a serious tone.
”I told you Rainbow, if my plan worked he isn't a threat anymore, he won't even-” the calm voice gets interrupted
”NO TWILIGHT! After what he did to me, I am not letting him off that easy! And why do you so suddenly?! What he did to you was even worse than anything he did to the rest of us!” Oh god, do they really talk about you? This is bad, if they get you, you really are bucked!
”I'm just saying, he is not a threat anymore, it's this place that made him do those cruel things, I've seen it and I will tell you girls everything when we get out of here, but now we have to find him!” At least one of them is on your side, but she can't seem to calm the other one.
”I will end him for what he has done to my little friends!!!” that one sounded like she doesn't often talk loud, but there was positively madness in that voice, whatever you've done, it must have been really bad. Sounds like they stopped one floor beneath you to discuss, just don't make any noises.
”Anyway, how in tarnation are we supposed to find him Twilight, this place ain't exactly neatly arranged” Just don't, please? But if you surrender, maybe they let you off easy, yes that’s it, think positive, but on the other hand that could be outright stupid.
”Rainbow, Fluttershy, you two search the place as fast as you can, the rest of us is going to wait near the main staircase. So we can get to the right floor as fast as possible when you find him. If my plan worked he won't put up a resistance, he may still run away though.” Hell yes you will! ”If that happens we will try to chase him to the roof, the royal guard on the lower levels will kill him on sight and I don't want him dead, at least not yet”.
This seems to be more serious than you thought. Your life is on the line here, if some kind if royal guard is after you, you have at least royal trouble. Your jimmies are royally rustled.
Not even gonna listen to them anymore, need to get out of here and fast. Sneaking away and trying to think of something seems to be the best thing to do right now. Don't even know WHAT to think, this is insane, this is madness! After making sure they can't hear it, you run off, as fast as you can, as far as you can. You tire out sooner than you'd like and take a breather, while doing that you notice your reflection in a window, at first you pay no attention to the outside and look at yourself.
That mask is actually a white gas-mask with two vertically aligned air filter. It slightly resembles a skull. Two lenses sit in place of eyes, on closer inspection you see that they are mirrored. On your right arm is an armband with “c01:i4” emblazoned on it. You look...intimidating...at best. Not someone you want to meet in a dark alley.
The sight of a winged horse puts you out of your trance. It's outside, on the other side of the window. Definitely male, and a winged horse is called Pegasus, dumbass. He's wearing a aquamarine blue flight suit with a bolt theme in a light shade of gold. His mane is shaggy and has a dark grayish blue and his wings, snout and ears have a pale light blue color. He is looking at you through his goggles. Maybe he is on your side, you also have some kind of goggles. He frowns and BAM! BAM! BAM! tries to break the glass. You run immediately, shit, the others will hear this!
You can hear voices closing in on you, this place is huge, they can't possibly get here this fast! You cut a few corners as you hear from behind that tomboy shouting ”WHERE?!”, she must be communicating with the suited pegasus outside. Don't know how fast she got there, but if she's that fast she will catch up to you even faster! Run faster legs, RUN FASTER! ”Now I've gotcha! This time you're going down!”, she got you! You turn around, expecting the most horrible sight one can think of, instead you are confronted with a...oh man, no matter how manly you are, that thing is cute. Rainbow patterned mane and tail, very light cerulean coat and she's closing in on you very fa-
SMACK! She struck your head while flying past you. The momentum sent you to the ground. Apparently and luckily you have a helmet under that mask, otherwise you'd have at least a light concussion. Not wanting to fight her and seeing the contempt in her eyes, you don't even try to reason with her, instead you turn tail and run back the way you came. Every time you slow down too much, you get hit, you take a wrong turn, you get hit. If she weren't that fast, maybe you could grab her and...persuade her that she got the wrong person, yeah, that has to work! With that thought you come to a sudden stop, spin around at the same time and try to scoop that petty tyrant out of the sky. Not expecting such a bold move your pursuer crashes into your chest and you grab her in a bear hug, now that was easy, but what now? She is petrified in fear, but only for a moment, she makes an expression of pure horror, like you're about to bite off her head!
You stare into her eyes, while holding her right under her wings. What should you ask her first?!
Shit, should have thought this through beforehand, what's her name? Obviously she's that Rainbow. Why is she pursuing you? Damn. While you are pondering about what to ask her she takes on a devilish grin, but not a cute devilish one, this one is filled with rage and contempt. You just look at her, she is kind of frightening you with that expression, why has she been afraid of you when you grabbed her in the first place?
As she says the next sentence her grin slowly forms itself into a frown ”So, Twilight's plan did work out after all.” She looks you dead in the eyes “You're dead meat you BASTARD!” Her right hoof hits the side of your head. Luckily the helmet protects you from her beating, she notices that too after a dozen blows and gives one at to the side of your neck. You almost black out, if not for for the small collar of your vest, you would have. Your head hangs limb down after that, much to her satisfaction. But you don't release her. She puts both her front hooves on your chest and pushes you an armlenght away. Still you don't let go, rather because you don't know what else to do. Then she jumps up, places her legs where her front hooves just were and bucks. With that, she sends you flying, literally. Luckily for you it was more of a push than an impact, that could have easily shattered a few ribs here and there. You land hard on the floor and slide a short distance. Still, that knocked the wind out of you. While sitting up and trying to fill your lungs with some air you get grabbed by the collar and yanked up a little, you grab the arm that holds you for stability, as you get your first deep breath you open your eyes just to see a cyan colored hoof that is about to SMACK- SMACK- CRACK- that was your nose, while you get dropped you wonder what you could have done to that colorful pegasus that made her that angry at you. You now kneel/sit, disoriented and in pain as you hold your face, stupid mask is in the way genius. She pushes you harshly over with one of her legs and says ”Better start running or your jaw is next!” she is now grinning again, crazed bitch! Fuck this hurts! Using the momentum of her kick you turn around, get up and run off.
”You are going to regret EVERYTHING you've EVER done when I'm through with you! YOU HEAR ME?!” this girl is filled with resentment towards you! After a few moments you realize that she ceased to chase you, probably because there are no wrong turns you could take ahead of you, well, there are no turns at all! You come to a halt, your nose hurts like it never did before. A last attempt to pull off that damn mask makes you realize that you don't even know anything about the stuff you are wearing. As you look around, you see those mechanical arms again where you woke up. But this time you see something in the shadow beneath it.
It, It's a Pistol! You quickly put the pistol in your holster, must have dropped it while those arms dropped you. Now you can fight back! Even though shooting them seems a little extreme, even if they want to kill you, you can't possibly kill them, or anything like that, pah absurd, you're no murderer! While pondering about deep philosophical matters you stride on, spirits lifted with your new found weapon...then you come to a staircase, immediately you can make out several voices rushing towards you from below. You can hear that Rainbow pegasus ”Come on you guys! He's just 5 floors above us.” If they know where you are, you need to get away from here.
Upstairs is your only choice, you keep close to the walls so they don't see you, they will realize that you are upstairs though if they can't find you down there, better hurry up. After an eternity made out of stairs you tire out once more, your legs are burning and you can feel your nose bleeding under your mask. At least they won't find you that easily anymore, but if the lower floors are covered with those royal assholes, you won't get away unless you can fly. You are trapped. Shit.
It takes twenty minutes to get to the top floor.
Damn, so many steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps steps, ugh!
But didn't they want you up there or something? Well, since you can't get away anyway, it seems only plausible to confront them sooner or later. Maybe that Twilight is there, she seems to be the most reasonable of them all. She will listen, she has to! As you think of something convincing to say, you take the last few steps to the top. On the roof you are confronted with a breathtaking scenery, you are so far up that you can almost touch the clouds. The roof consists of catwalks and platforms arranged around some kind of huge thick antennae that pokes into the clouds. There is a big hole in the bottom of the antennae where something huge spherical shaped could fit, but it's empty. You walk around the place but there is nobody aro- POMF!
The ground shakes as you hear something impact directly behind you. Not wanting to provoke, you turn around slowly.
A mane and tail which look as if they're ablaze, a familiar blue and gold flight suit, her wings, ears and snout have a light golden tint. With her goggles up you can see her brilliant orange eyes glaring on you. You speak up with your inhumanly distorted voice, at least this one lets you talk.
“Who are you? What is going on?” you ask.
She answers ”I don't know what you did to these ponies, but we were sent here to stop you by the princess personally!”
POMF! POMF!
Two more pegasi with flight suits slam into the ground left and right behind her. The blue one from before and the new one has a light blue coat and her mane and tail are snow white. What princess, what people, they've got to have the wrong person!
“Look, I don't eve-” she doesn't listen to you
Instead she speaks to her comrades ”Soarin', Fleetfoot, be careful, from what I've heard this guy is extremely dangerous, if he grabs you, it's over.”
Fleetfoot, the white haired, answers ”Alright, but he won't be able to Spitfire, we are way too FAST! HAH!”
You shout “Wait!” but they are already gone. They shoot into the clouds above you with incredible speed, vanishing from your sight, only leaving dark clouds in their wake. You look around and try to spot them, but to no avail. Better run bac-
Your thought is interrupted by one of them scooping out of the clouds and in front of you, but still out of reach. It's the fiery looking one, Spitfire.
”I'm giving you one chance to surrender, if you put up a resistance I can't guarantee that you get out of this alive. I'm being generous with that offer, there are a lot of ponies that want you dead!” she says stern. If you surrender, you are at their mercy, you don't want that, you are not the one they are looking for! This has to be a mistake! Oh fuck, stop lying to yourself! If there are so many, what did she say? Ponies? That want you dead, you can just as well put up a fight, reason is not so much of a priority anymore as it has been just a few moments ago, before you met those creatures, maybe it's just a dream. Maybe your amnesia is part of that dream, that makes an awful lot of sense, you want to believe that, you DO believe that, it must be the answer to this...everything.
You still have that pistol as a last resort.
”Soarin', see if you can find that griffon, Fleetfoot, go get the Elements of Harmony, it looks like he won't cooperate, I'll keep him busy up here.” Spitfire spouts out these orders like a veteran. With that said the white maned Pegasus rushes down the stairs half flying half running, Soarin' shoots down the outside of the building. Looks like you'll be greatly outnumbered very soon, and you couldn't even stand up to that Rainbow pony. But for now, it's just a 1on1 and she doesn't looks like as if she will attack you, as long as you don't run away that is. She's just floating there, watching you all the while, maybe you can find out more about...well, everything. Albeit if this is really a dream, information wouldn't really matter.
Spitfire doesn't really looks too happy, more concerned or something, is she afraid of you? Maybe you can intimidate her as long as she is alone, but what would you gain? No, since you can't get away, getting on her bad side would be stupid. Why isn't she doing anything? Oh yeah, she's waiting for-
”AAAAHH!!!” you get tackled from the side and knocked off of your feet, sliding around for a few seconds you look to where you just stood, there’s nothing there.
What the fuck was that?!
You wheeze and gasp and try to fill your lungs with air, that tackle sure knocked the wind out of you. Then you hear something from above, lying on your back you look up as a brown blur comes down on you.
It's like a cannonball, if that thing hits you, you're dead!
At the last moment you roll to your side, avoiding the tremendous impact and your certain death. The ground shakes, Spitfire really didn't joke around when she gave you that offer. You look to the site of the impact, it's all dusty and you can only barely make out some movement in there. Knowing that whatever that is, it isn't friendly, you brace yourself for anything as good as you can. As you stand up, a lion jumps out of the cloud with a earsplitting roar. No, it's a hawk, no an eagle, no wait, it's a...must be that griffon Spitfire talked about.
She has orange amber colored fur on her body with darker wings, her head, neck and chest are covered in white fluffy feathers and she has two weathered talons instead of hands and a beak on her face. Half lion half eagle or something like that. The griffon lands on top of you and grabs you by the throat with one of her talons. Now you can see her face better, she has two golden eyes with a gray light purple tint around them, she seems to be full of confidence and serious business. Oh fuck, that grip around your throat could crush stones. Audibly choking you grab her arm and try to yank her off, but she doesn't even acknowledge that. She grabs you with her other talon and pulls you up until you both stand on two feet, or paws in her case.
”You're going to regret what you did to Rainbow, dweeb!” Saying that, she whirls you around and throws you around. She prowls down and jumps right after you.
She is going to kill you, you need to use your pistol, at least to scare her off! You land hard and roll off, evading the griffons talons as she lands. You pull out your pistol, aim and pull the trigger- CLICK-
CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK
Fuckshitfuckshitfuckshitfuckfuckfuck!
You elicit the dud from the chamber. With an explosive movement, the griffon smashes into you, grabs you by the shoulders and buries her claws in your bullet proof vest while looking you in the eye with killing intent.
CLICK CLICK CLICK
Oh god, Why? A part of you is happy that the second bullet didn't go off because you are now aiming directly at the griffon, but the rest is drowned in horror, that griffon is going to murder you!
Just two bullets, those were just two bullets, there are plenty left, one of them has to do its job. You find out that the next eight bullets are also duds, luckily the griffons attention is shifted to Spitfire while you're at it, as she shouts something you don't care about. The griffon just shouts back ”No way!” and turns back to you, now watching your gun with curiosity as you elicit 8 more duds from the chamber. What the HELL? Is this even a pistol? You hold the side of the gun in front of your face as you try to read the engraving 'H&K USP Mat-'
You see angry eyes glaring at you from beyond your pistol.
”Don't fuck with me you dweeb!” She smashes the gun out of your hand and swings one of her talons in a wide arc across your chest. The material was designed to withstand bullets, not talons, and so it rips open with ease. How could you defend yourself against that brute? She rips and bumps on your vest as she's trying to tear it to pieces, your arms and lower torso also suffer from her onslaught but only little blood is spilled. She grabs you by the throat again and gives you a grin that makes all words unnecessary.
If you don't kill her, she will kill you.
With that in thought you clench your fist, intend on bringing it down square on her face. You raise your arm and go for it with all your strength. At the last second before impact she cocks her head like just a bird can, with the result that your fingers smash against her beak. You cry out in pain. You can feel that you have at least two broken fingers as you hold your hand.
”That's all you've got? Seriously? I really should have come back earlier! How could you do all those things if you can't even put up A LITTLE FIGHT?!” You try to steady your footing in her hold, but she keeps you in an uncomfortable position, not letting you stand straight, nor letting you squat down. She pulls you close to her face so that her beak rests between your lenses for a moment, then shouting ”TELL ME!!!” You swear that if she hadn't had such a vice grip around your neck, you'd been knocked on your ass by that roar
“I.. I don't know” you answer hesitantly, she looks even more angry than before
”What's that supposed to mean!? All of ponyville shudders in fear at your sight and you don't even know WHY?!” She reaches out for your thigh, before you can even try to avoid her grip she's already burying her claws into your flesh while pulling your leg upwards.
“Argh! Please listen t-” Blood runs down your leg and soaks your pants and her talon. Overwhelmed with pain you can't keep your balance in this awkward position and lean into her.
”YOU KNOW WHAT!? I'll JUST KILL YOU! THAT TAKES CARE OF EVERYTHING!!!” With such a threat shouted in your face, your adrenal glands report in as you feel that you have to make a choice: Fight or Flight!
Since you are so close to your feathered foe and she is holding you in place, the choice is made on an unconscious level in the blink of an eye. You grab around her neck, locking your hands into each other, pull her close while mashing your mask into her face and let loose the most ferocious war cry you can muster. If not for that vocoder it would have been probably only resulted in her laughing her ass off, but she lets loose of your leg and tries to push you away as she makes an expression like a frightened child. Apparently she didn't see that one coming. You try to throw a intimidating pose but your right leg betrays you. She must have done a lot more damage than you thought, adrenaline is a hell of an anesthetic. Looking down you see your blood stained leg with a gaping wound under torn pants.
You look back to the griffon, she gets a grip on herself momentarily and smirks at you ”Hmm, that took me by surprise, I just hope you got more where that came from.” Her expression changes into an evil grin”...'cause you're gonna NEED IT!” She pounces you roaring, talons first, closing around your neck. Adrenaline is probably going to save your day again. She quickly cuts of your air, but you can go for at least 40 seconds before that starts to be a problem, rather than a problem it's an opportunity. With her talons around your neck, she has little defenses elsewhere. You let out a few hooks with your left arm to her side before she also realizes that, letting go of you and jumping back and out of your reach. She lets loose a few barely suppressed chuckles while eying and circling you just out of arms reach, you would attack but your hurting leg would make you fall. She waits, why, oh no, she doesn't-
The adrenaline rush dissipates slowly while she is stalking you, watching your every movement like a seasoned predator, adjusting her position after every limping step you make. You are her prey. You recognize the blue suited pegasi waiting at the sidelines, why aren't they attacking you? Your face starts to hurt again, your leg shivers in pain every time you burden it.
She raises her voice towards you ”Feeling it already?!” She isn't like a seasoned predator, she IS a seasoned predator, she knows exactly what she is doing and you are going down if you're not going to do something about it! ”Are you sure you don't want us to help Gilda?” Spitfires shouts from a safe distance. You spy around, looking for something that gives you an edge and taking a look at those flying ponies. If you could just fly, that would make thi-
That lack of attention is more than a hearty invitation to Gilda to pounce you again. Please, just a little adrenalin, you beg your body as panic sets in. You are thrown on your back and immediately are straddled by the griffon. Her hands meet yours and you try to overpower her in a contest of strength. She has the advantage of position as she shifts her weight on you... well, she IS a featherweight. While your arms may be stronger, her talons can grip down at least twice as hard as your hands, and your broken fingers on your right hand are not helping either. You pull your right hand away and she lets go, leans back and grabs your weak spot with her free talon, yes, THAT weak spot. Her talon grips everything down there and squeezes down. You cry out in pain and cease your struggling immediately.
”You want me to neuter you? HUH!?” she says while squeezing down a little for emphasis, a little harder and she really does. It hurts like hell and you don't want to lose those parts.
“IyieldIyieldIsurrender!” you blurt out hastily. One last hard squeeze on your manparts and she lets go of them, instead she grabs both of your forearms, holds them in place on your chest and raises her right talon. She clenches a fist as you look into her eyes. They say: 'This will hurt at least as much as getting neutered, dweeb!' Oh Fuck, she can say dweeb with her eyes! ”This is of my friends you asshole!” With that said, she brings her fist to your face-
SMACK
If not for your broken nose, that wouldn't have been that bad, but she isn't done yet. Not even trying to count, you shift your head to the side, getting your broken nose out of the onslaught. After what felt like a hundred strikes your left lens shatters and she stops, admiring her work while breathing heavily and looking into your now exposed eye. As she inspects your defenseless form, she flutters her huge wings, looks like she is enjoying herself? No she is frowning now. Damn, need to find a way out of this mess, maybe she accepts your surrender now?
You try to form a sentence of surrender but you can only muster a few grunts as you realize that she not only broke one of your lenses, but also your jaw in more than one place. Your stuttering caught her attention at least.
”Already done you loser? Pah! Shouldn't have messed with the mighty Gilda's friends you dweeb!”
She lets go of you and your arms slump down, barely able to stay conscious as she places herself on your beaten form. ”You don't live up to your reputation, Twilight described you as 'well versed in hoof to hoof combat', but you're nothing. You don't seem to be capable of doing a lot of damage, in complete contrast to me of course!” She says that while gesturing to herself like a noble, grinning all the while. ”You know, even Applejack told me you were a dangerous one, but it looks like you're nothing...I mean you didn't even hurt me once you sore loser, hahah!” Is that so?
You hear two ponies emerge from somewhere, can't keep your eyes open, too much hurt. You hear Spitfire's voice ”Is he still alive?”
Gilda answers ”Of course, I may be super strong, but I can control myself if necessary.”
Soarin' asks ”Should we wait for the Elements, or call straight for the Royal Guard?”
”No, let's wait for the Elements, Fleetfoot should be back any second. I want to talk to them, for all I know, we could have the wrong guy. I was told the guy we are looking for is incredibly dangerous, you heard what he did to Rainbow Dash right? But that guy here didn't even manage to pluck a single one of Gildas feathers.” Spitfire answers
Gilda comments ”Well, maybe that's not because we have the wrong guy, but because I am so awesome!” Someone should teach her a lesson about humility, this Gilda really is a little full of herself.
”I doubt that” Spitfire says.
”He DID TRY to fight back!” Gilda says angrily.
”He cl-” Spitfire is interrupted by a purple unicorn which suddenly appeared out of nowhere in a flash.
Gilda wastes no time to brag ”Twilight, I caught him all by my self! Tell that to the princess, alright? Maybe I'll get a nice reward!” Twilight is apparently out of breath and after a few seconds of heavy breathing and panting she finally pulls herself together.
”We need to get him away from here, I'm not sure if my friends will let him live, they are so angry that they'll tear him apart! Especially Pinky! I think she totally snapped, she sings about how she will mutilate Anonymous all the time, I think she means this guy here!”
”Is that his name?” Spitfire asks her, but Gilda has also a question
”What did he do to the Pink annoyance anyway?” Twilight seems desperate, she shakes her head
"I don't know, she wouldn't tell anyone. I already told them that it wasn't his fault, but they wouldn't listen! They are really mad!”
”Why would it not be his fault, when it was him who did it?” Spitfire has a point
”That's the point, he-” Twilight looks to the Staircase as Fleetfoot, Rainbow Dash and a yellow pegasus mare emerge.
Twilight shouts to the griffon ”Gilda, please, don't let them kill Anon! This is serious!”
”Hmpfh, no one gets my prey, understood!” At least she is open to good ideas. Rainbow and Fleetfoot hold the yellow one as she flips out completely, trying to claw her way to where you lie and blabbering incoherently about murdering someone.
”Calm down Fluttershy! Snap out of it!” Rainbow tries to calm her down. As Fluttershy is being contained, a bunch of ponies emerge from the staircase and trot to Twilight and Spitfire. You pry your eyes open.
There is a white Unicorn with a styled purple mane and tail, a tan mare with blonde mane and tail and a completely pink mare with straight hair. Oh, that last one looks definitely crazy, and she humms a melody. All of them look equally mad when they spot you. Gilda jumps off of you as the Pink one speeds towards you. Gilda tries to constrict her as she reaches out for you. You sit up slowly, not burdening your broken hand. Twilight joins Gilda in an attempt to keep the pink one under control. You hold your pain stricken face with your bad hand as you think of a way out, you consider jumping of the ledge for a moment, in some ways that would only improve your chances of survival.
Spitfire and Soarin' are occupied with keeping that white-purple unicorn off of your throat, struggling with a purple aura that envelopes the white-purples horn and...well, them. That leaves only that tan mare, no wings nor horn, you may be able to handle her, but not in your condition, damn. She runs towards you with an expression that you can only register as boiling rage. Not knowing what to expect you just sit there. She stops in front of you, spins around and ”HAH!!!”

Time slows down from the adrenaline...why? You are as calm as one can be in such a situation. Confronted with a bunch of rage crazed ponies and a griffon brute that could snap your neck anytime. Time slows down even more, to a point of standing still. This can hardly be the consequence of adrenaline, you also don't feel pumped. What the hell?!
Is the flow of time assisting you personally? Will a hot goddess descent and rescue you? Will you be forever stuck in a world where time is at an halt? You can barely move. Oh wait, the time didn't stop, you can see a minimum of movement everywhere, time just got slowed down a lot, only almost stopped. Your mind is overwhelmed with a thousand questions, desperately trying to find a logical conclusion for what is happening, almost driving you crazy in the process. Then you hear a voice. Male, middle aged, serious but soothing.
”Anonymous in aaaall your glory.” A human appears seemingly out of nowhere. He wears a blue business suit with a purple tie and is carrying a Grey briefcase with a round symbol, but you rather concentrate on what he is saying, than oogling his stuff.
”We have kept an eye on you for quite some time now.” He has insanely pale skin and very dark brown hair, under his eyes are dark rings, as if he hadn't slept for an eternity, but that only makes his bright cobalt colored eyes seem as if they'd glow even more.
”You must be confused with what those creatures did to you.” he clears his throat ”Well, I cannot say that it was unjust after what YOU...did to them. The inhabitants of these worlds are so often...underestimated? Maybe it was atonement...for your sins, hmm? But also because of that...well, it's quite unfortunate one could say.”
What is that guy talking about? ”Sadly, my employers have come to the conclusion that you have no practical use to us anymore. So you will not be hired, but at least you will...live? Maybe?" He nods to the ponies while saying that.
If you could just remember! This guy is giving you more questions than answers! ”Still...even if you have lost all your potential, you still helped us out a great deal in taking this certain...construction with you here.” You give it your best go to get away from that tan mare while that creepy guy goes on with his monologue, deeming it impossible to speak yourself with time slowed down that much.
”Ordinarily we wouldn't bother you any further after deciding that you are of no use anymore...but I thought that you deserved to know at least this. I think you should rather concentrate on what is coming to you...seeing that you are trapped here of all places, quite unfortunate...or not?” he rearranges his tie.
”That is all. I wish you best luck for your future, and one last tip if I may, do not talk to the agent of the sun and the agent of the moon about our little encounter...it would not...benefit you here.” That said, he walks out of your view and vanishes.

Time accelerates quickly back to normal again. You managed to put enough distance between you and the tan mare to avoid her attack. Her buck goes into the air ”What in the hay?!” Twilight is now rushing towards you and the blonde.
”Applejack! WAIT!” She addressed the one who just tried to buck you. Applejack is still dumbstruck about how you avoided her, one moment sitting there defenseless, now sitting defenseless somewhere else. That must be confusing to her, but is also visibly making her more angry. She is closer to you than Twilight, much closer, if she pulls herself together soon, she may still get you at least once before Twilight can interfere.
Her expression of confusion changes into determination, determination set on you. Damn, Twilight hurry.
Applejack moves. You want to calm her, tell her you mean no harm to anyone. You stretch your right arm towards her in a defending gesture.
“Harghl ahg fsfsh!” that went well, you're a real smooth talker. She doesn't even react in the slightest, making one last little hop in front of you, she spins around and...Adrenaline is pumping through your veins as you expect her to buck your face, the helmet wont do anything at that angle.
”Hiyaa!” she shouts as she bucks you square on the chest. But she not just bucks you, she bucks the shit out of you. The force of the impact is hardly absorbed by your tattered vest and you black out as soon as the information of you getting hit by her with the force of a thousand suns reaches your brain
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Well, you're dead.
Your sternum has a large comminuted fracture.
Your heart stopped beating at that impact.
Also only a few ribs are still intact.
Luckily none of them punctured your lungs...yet.
But what does that help you now?
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...
You feel immense pain.
Stop that, pain is only for the living!
It is darker and you feel a light rain crackle against your exposed eye as you wake up, there is so much pain in your chest, it feels like someone just grabbed into your chest and is forcefully massaging your heart per hand. It hurts so much you want to die again. A deep breath, that will have to clear some pain out. You convulse while inhaling as the pain only intensifies. Every muscle in your body is cramped. The forceful massaging stops immediately as you show signs of life though, but now something is pushing down on your chest, as if someone wants to crush you, a continually pressure accompanied by the worst pain imaginable. It makes breathing a major task.
You open your eyes in hope that someone will finally end this torture. Twilight leans over you, her horn just ceased glowing and she gives you a quick glance, looking at you worried. As soon as she sees your movements and hears your pain induced grunts she turns around to the other ponies.
”Applejack! Didn't you hear me?!” she shouts ”And you girls! Why aren't you listening to me!? Take a look at yourselves! You want to pay Anonymous back for what he did to you, you would even kill him! You have all become what you hated so much, cruel and unfeeling creatures, that stop at nothing to achieve their goals, no matter how ill they are!”
You see Twilight facing the ones that tried to get you earlier. She is backed up by Spitfire, Soarin' and Fleetfoot as she berates them. Gilda the griffon walks slowly over to your broken form as her attention is focused on Twilight.
”Applejack!” the blonde mare steps forward, you try to focus on what's happening as the pain slowly becomes overwhelming and breathing becomes even harder. A miracle that your lungs didn't collapse, almost magic.
Twilight is angry ”How could you even think about ending someponies life?! What would your family say if they knew that you almost killed somepony intentionally?! Imagine how sad that would make Applebloom if she hears something like that about her big sister?! That would break her heart!” Applejack is visibly worried ”Applejack!” the tan mare lets her head hang in defeat and trots to the side. She sits down on her haunches and starts to sob. ”And Rainbow Dash!” the cerulean one with the colorful mane steps forward as her name is mentioned.
Wait, now you've got it, if you breath so shallow that your ribcage doesn't heave, maybe you can...no, you will suffocate. Damn, why don't they just kill you, please! Twilight, step aside! Let them come at you!
Rainbow shouts at Twilight ”You're not going to stop me Twilight!”
”Stop you? I want you to become sane again! Do you think the Wonderbolts will recruit a murderer?!” They both look at Spitfire as she takes a step forward with a stomp.
”You have a lot of potential Rainbow Dash, don't squander that with something unnecessary!”
Gilda adds ”Better listen to her girl, she knows what she's talking about!” You can't take it anymore, the pressure is pushing down on your lungs and makes breathing near impossible, with every heartbeat, a wave of pain is sent through your body. Just. Jump of the ledge. This pain is unbearable, you need to end it, you need to make it stop, living is not worth going through such pain! You attempt to stand up, but Gilda stops you more gentle than you could have ever believed her capable of. Need to end it, just end it!
”You are going to die again if you move around too much dweeb.” NEVER in your live could you have ever imagined that that sentence would be music to your ears. She holds you down on your shoulders as you take another attempt to get up.
”I'M GOING TO KILL HIIIM!!!” the yellow pegamare with the long pink hair takes all of the others by surprise as she jumps you. Only Gilda has enough time to react, she is the only thing between you and your yellow salvation.
Step aside Gilda...Just thinking that won't maker her do it, shit.
Twilight shouts ”No, Fluttershy! You-” the pink one uses the commotion to slip past all of them, including Gilda who is still busy fending off Fluttershy. You muster all your strength, clench your teeth-
Argh, fuck, almost forgot the broken jaw!
Ok, you muster up all your strength, do not clench your teeth, shift your weight and stand up while Gilda is occupied, shivering as shock overtakes you. The pink menace is standing in front of you, she is standing on two legs, her forehead would reach up to your chin like that if your pain mingled mind would allow you to stand straight. Her bright blue eyes stand out from her damp colorless pink tint. Her straight, wet hair is plastered over her face, her expression grim. You clutch the cloth and tatters on your chest and pull them away in an attempt to relieve your lungs of this damn pressure. Every heartbeat nags at your balance. Inhuman pain present all the time, and it gets worse by the minute. It's so very hard so keep standing, hopefully the pink mare will make it quick, you are sick and tired of all of this...
You hear Twilight's desperate shouts ”You promised to hear me out!!!” The pink one takes a step towards you and grabs you by your upper arms, you can see tears welling up in her eyes. After that, everything happened in a blur as consciousness faded away and came back sporadically.
At some point the royal guard joined the party and Twilight argued with them after arguing with everyone else and at some point they came to a conclusion, but you don't even cared anymore at that point. Then the royal guard pegasi grabbed the unicorns and normal ponies and evacuated the building. As Gilda grabbed you, you lost your consciousness in a haze of pain completely, but not before seeing that at least a hundred more of these royal guards were incoming. Dying would have been easier and much less painful.