Condemned to Equestria

"Huh... I never figured something could come INTO his mind. This planet is surprising me." The masked figure that lingered over Celestia said, crouching and staring at her passed out body.

Celestia let out a slight groan, her eyes slowly opening to her new environment. Her environment being nothing but the smell of rust and darkness She felt a rough and powerful hand grip both her mane and horn, pulling her up to stand. She squealed, the hand on her horn preventing her from doing magic. She tried her best to resist, but the more she resisted, the more force the masked figure placed onto her. "Come on... Behave you fucking horse.... I'll give you a carrot." He laughed manically at his own joke, tossing her aside.

Celestia slammed into what felt like a metal floor, the clang of her hoof shoes on the floor making it apparent. "So you're curious as to why that 'student' of yours brought this weak fuck to you?" The masked figure made a projection of Ethan, only that he was damaged and near death in his projection. He cackled madly at the sight of Ethan near death, the sight only making Celestia want to vomit. "You seem so much weaker than he is... How sad." He materialized the near death Ethan, tossing the bloody body onto Celestia.

Celestia let out a bellow of terror, kicking the body off of her. If she had lacked her coat at the moment, her now pail skin would make it seem as if it was still there. She looked to the oddly and horrifically real blood that covered her. But at the same time, she still knew she was in Ethans thoughts, but deep inside, she knew it couldn't be Ethan that was doing such things to her. She shakily got up, only to feel a large amount of dark ooze start to fill the plain of Ethans mind. She gasped, trying to fly up, only to find her wings heavier than anything she had ever tried to lift. Her wings stayed stuck to her back as she helplessly whimpered, knowing that magic might not even affect the individual that tortured her at the moment. What was this maniacal creature? Was this Ethan? She doubted that, being the mask it wore and how it pale it looked. She gulped, hoping she herself would survive this.

"Aw... You really think I'm that pitiful sack of shit?" Ethans thought form cackled, keeping the ooze level to her chin. "You really think you can do anything to stop me here? HIS MIND?!" That scream reverberated through Celestia's ears, dazing her as she felt her legs nearly give up under her. "This is where I am strongest, where I rule... To come in here is to challenge me. Was that so smart Celestia?" He let out a hollow chuckle. "Alright.... I think maybe since you are just a fucking unicorn, I'll leave you off with a warning this time. DON'T come back now." He laughed as he shot Celestia out of Ethans mind with a force.

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Celestia felt herself being shot back into reality, landing on the hard soil beneath her felt terrible as her head pounded from pain. Another groan rang out from the small group as Ethan rose, his head also pounding and throbbing. He gripped at his forehead, trying his best to rub out the pain. But before he could react, he felt a spear jab at his throat. He looked at the metal point with a shock, grabbing the shaft from behind the point and tossing whatever threatened him to the side. He panicked, getting up to his feet as fast as he could, looking around for what had nearly tired to kill him. When he saw an armored pony, his eyes went wide, noticing that his nightmare wasn't over. He clung to a nearby brick wall, trying his best to compose himself as he felt another spear pierce his thigh. He gasped in pain, falling to his side as he kicked at the point of the spear, trying to get away desperately from his attackers, but before he knew it, he was surrounded by armor clad ponies with spears. He clung to the wall that the group surrounded, his eyes looking left and right over and over again to assess the situation which he still couldn't believe was actually real.

"S-Stop!" Celestia demanded in her own native tongue as she looked over to the shaking Ethan, blood staining his pant leg. She sighed, seeing that her guard had already harmed him without even her command. Ethan took notice of her... Speaking, but at the moment, he seemed to know what she said... As if he had taken her memories in some sort of way. He looked to her, still gripping the spear tight in his hand as Celestia slowly came up to him. Ethan had softened his gaze as she laid eyes on him, somehow feeling like he knew... All about her, everything in fact. He shook his head, he had never even seen the white alicorn before him in his entire lifetime. How could he have recollected so much about her?

"So... Celestia..." He said coldly. "That's your name... Right?" He said in the ponies language, the others in the group gasping as he said the words so perfectly.

Celestia nodded. "Yes, Ethan?" She said in an asking tone, hoping he was the Ethan that dreaded thought form had spoken of. "Please drop the weapon, we are not here to harm you. We only ask that you listen and follow me... Us." She said, remembering that the mane six had come to bring him in the first place. Ethan was about to ask Celestia how she knew his name, or how he knew so much about her. But then it hit him. She had traveled to his mind. 'You're welcome weakass...' His other self told him with a slight laugh.

Ethan shook his head, nodding as he stabbed the spear into the ground. As soon as his adrenaline left his body, he felt his leg give way under him, causing him to fall to his right knee. He groaned, feeling the sharp pain in his leg course through his body. "Anybody got a band-aid?" He said jokingly, forcing himself back up.

Twilight and her friends looked at the six foot tall monkey like creature with pure awe as he spoke in their native tongue so fluently. She was about to approach him, until Celestia raised a hoof, shaking her head to Twilight. 'Not yet...' She told Twilight with telepathy. 'I've gone through his thoughts, his memories... You shouldn't ask anything till I am sure he isn't a threat to us. I'm still not sure.' Twilight just lightly nodded, looking back over to Ethan.

"Come on then Ethan." Celestia said, motioning for him to follow as she went inside the castle, Ethan and the six not to far behind.

"Okay... This is fucked up. How did I end up here?! Last thing I remember was some sort of library for dwarfs or something." Ethan said coldly, now finding the whole situation absurd. "And... All of you are god damn ponies?!"

"Yes? Got a problem with that you hairless ape?" Dash said, his worry lightly rubbing off on her as she felt uneasy around him. Ethan just snorted, not feeling it was worth it to start killing the poor things. But what he got from Celestia's thoughts, he felt like the poor thing. They could use... Magic? Of all god damn things. He felt like he had jumped into a shitty girls TV show. But he sighed, he figured that even this couldn't be as bad as the usual scary shit that will eat you alive at first glance.

Soon, they made it to Celestia's throne room. Ethan took in the full awe inspiring beauty that her large throne room could cause to someone so absent to buildings without graffiti or bricks missing. He shook his head, focusing on the situation at hand... Was this a blessing? Or a curse? That thought washed through Ethan's head several times, making him ponder several things about his new world, and the one he currently stood in. Was it really worth asking Celestia to send him back? If she even could in the first place? He sighed as he looked left and right. This ponies around him... He knew them just as well as Celestia did, Their place, powers, maybe even a few things that she didn't want them to know yet. Their true strength, power... Bond.

These thoughts clashed with his, what had his other side done to him? Was he just messing with him like usual? Or was he actually trying to get him to stay? But for what? He sighed, still not sure as to what he should do. But he felt like he never did. After he got kicked out of the FBI, he felt his entire life shatter in moments. That sudden rush of memories, all he had lost... He felt rage slowly burn inside him, feeling betrayed by his own people, even after all he had done to help his own people. Analyzing Celestia's thoughts, he looked for all the con's first, making sure to get every single specific detail that he could find. But then looking at the pro's... He felt like he just couldn't do it. There were so many things he considered positive about 'Equestria'. 'Of all the names... Where the hell did I end up? Really... I better get better answers than the shit in my head.' He snorted as he finished his own personal rant.

Soon he was brought back from his thoughts by the sudden sound of the throne room doors opening. He also noticed the six had suddenly left the room without a word as he stood there. As he looked back, he noticed he had left large muddy... And bloody marks in the carpet Celestia had leading to her throne. He gulped, hoping that she wouldn't notice, or just not care. Of course Celestia didn't, seeing as she had more important business to attend too at the moment. She took in a long breath, about to speak before Ethan asked something.

"How much do you really know about me?"

He asked in a cold and bitter tone, his usual way of talking. He looked up to her, his broken and tired looking brown eyes boring into her without remorse. She gulped as well, looking side to side. "W-What do you mean?" Celestia asked, taking a moment to truly look him over.

"You did know my name right?" Ethan said in retort. "How much more do you really know?"

"Well... That's about it." She replied, feeling a sense of awkwardness in the air. She would have started by introducing herself, if it weren't for the fact that Ethan already knew her name. "Why is it you ask."

"Don't think I don't know. You went into my mind while I was passed out... Met him... Am I right?" He said, glaring to her at this point.

"How do you know that?" She asked, a visible shiver traveling down her spine as she noticed his cold glare.

"He told me... He let me know... Everything about you. He had sapped your memories while you were his plaything. Sorry to say, but I may know more about you than you know about yourself." He said a bit jokingly. 'Actually... Tell her to come back.' His other self snickered. 'I've always wanted a pony!' Ethan rolled his eyes at the antics of his other self.

"I see... Well..." Celestia said, looking around for a moment, looking for words that would suit the situation. What on earth could she tell him? He already knew all that had to be known about her, but she knew only his name. "Why not tell me about yourself Ethan?"

Ethan cocked a brow. "Really? Just like that? You aren't going to restrain me or send me to that magic proof jail cell you got under this castle? Huh... Your thoughts are confusing me now." He joked, sensing her nervousness. As much as he didn't want to admit, he kinda liked the environment he was in, it seemed calm... Relaxing. He knew nearly everything about this place, if not everything about this place. He shook his more relaxed thoughts, knowing that he still didn't know this place that well, or more specifically the ponies around him, besides Celestia anyway. He noticed the cold looks he got from the guards that stood in the room, he glared back, one of the guards visibly shaking for a moment. "Good... I prefer the lack of conflict."

Celestia lightly smiled, a bit thankful that he didn't try anything hasty or anything violent. "That's perfect Ethan, makes getting to know you a bit easier. Since you know all about me... Why not let me know something about yourself?"

Ethan took another moment to look her over, thinking for a moment. Was it really worth just telling her all about himself? He shrugged. "Isn't much to tell to be honest, even if there was, I wouldn't be sure how to word it correctly. It's not often people ask me for my story. Most of those that care just go through my files. But I guess I don't have that luxury this time." He sighed. "Go ahead, ask away..."

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End of chapter 3