Let Loose the Griffons of War

“It’s been fun, but the next time you come here, I will have to have you killed.” Captain Ray said, motioning for two of his guards to throw the injured pegasus in front of him out. Now alone in the dead king’s room, he walked over to a grand portrait of the late king and gazed upon it.

The king had been a good ruler, making sure that his subjects were content with what they had and were happy with their lives. Smirking, Ray lashed out at the painting with his claws, shredding the canvas where the face is painted. ‘A good but foolish king.’ Ray thought to himself. The king had always valued Ray’s advice and insight, but one thing he never acted upon was the captain’s advice to expand and conquer. Yes, they had enough land to house their citizens and had a stable economy. But why settle for that when the griffons could easily conquer the nearby lands and expand their kingdom. The more fertile soil to the south would increase their produce output, not to mention it would be much easier to raise the necessary animals for their mostly carnivorous diet.

Tricking the king to allow Ray to slowly assume more responsibilities and gain more power had proved to be easier than Ray had ever thought, but his plans had almost been ruined by the arrival of a courier delivering a message of peace. However, one of his spies had managed to inform Ray of the messenger’s delay due to weather, allowing him enough time to distract the king and intercept the weak pony and his pathetic excuse of a protective escort.

A knock on the door caught his attention. “Enter.” he commanded.

The griffon at the door entered the room and saluted his superior. “Sir, the other High Command officers have unanimously voted to grant you supreme command over the kingdom until the war is over. Also, the Elite Wing Guard is standing by in the throne room, as you requested.”

Things were going exactly as he had hoped. Nodding in satisfaction, Ray dismissed the griffon and headed to the throne room to relay his plans to his elite strike force. They would be the tip of the spear of his invasion of Equestria. Entering the grand hall, a mere twelve griffons in black armor stood at attention, saluting the captain as he entered. Taking his position on the slightly elevated platform where the royal throne sat, he addressed his men, giving them their orders and missions. Once the briefing was finished, the twelve griffons saluted and silently took to the air. Splitting into four groups of three griffons each, each group flew towards Equestria, each with a different destination and target.

The first group flew towards Canterlot, staying low and close to the tree tops to avoid being detected. Despite the weight of their heavy armor, their powerful wings easily carried them through the skies without much noise. Their extensive training allowed them to cover the great distance between the two kingdoms without needing to stop for any rest, the only time they landed being when they reached the woods just outside the city limits. There was no feasible way for the small group to infiltrate their way into the city with the large number of Canterlot guards patrolling the ground and skies, and Celestia most likely had already placed a magical shield around the city. But their mission didn’t include them invading the pony capital; instead they waited in the woods, their eyes watching the lone set of train tracks that led to Canterlot.

Hours passed with no activity, but the griffons never broke their concentration. Their patience paid off when they heard the familiar sound of a train whistle. The chugging sound of the approaching train grew louder and louder, finally passing underneath the griffon’s hiding place. As the train moved below them, the griffons dropped silently onto the roof of the train, their talons firmly gripping the top of the train carriages as the train picked up speed. They carefully made their way to the last car in the train as they had been instructed.

“The last car is the VIP car, as it’s the furthest from the noise of the train.” Captain Ray had told them. “You’ll have much better luck concentrating on that one.”

While two griffons kept watch on the top of the carriage, one griffon dropped down to the coupling and swiped at the chains holding the car in place. With a few hefty hits, the chains finally broke loose and the last car began to slide away from the rest of the train. Nopony noticed the slight increase of speed now that the train became lighter, and the train sped on to its destination while the griffons waited for their target to slow to a stop, hoping that inside there would be a pony of some use to them.

Fleur Dis Lee and Fancy Pants didn’t notice the sudden decrease in speed. The wealthy stallion was far too busy boasting and bragging to Fleur about his new clothing line which was sure to be an instant hit with all the ponies across Equestria. Fleur simply rolled her eyes, wanting to tell the rich unicorn that she had already heard him toot his own horn about this countless times. Instead she held her tongue, simply letting the words go in one ear and out the other, praying that the train ride to the city would be quick.

She sighed and looked out the window, hoping to see their destination in the distance. Instead, she saw that the passing trees seemed to be slowing down. As she began to return her gaze to her companion, a dark blur raced past the window. It was moving too fast for her to see what it was, but looking out the window again she realized that they were indeed slowing to a stop.

“Fancypants?” she finally spoke up.

“… and they’re guaranteed to sell out! It’s by far my best work yet. I say, we can’t be there yet.” Fancypants said, finally noticing the loss of speed. He quickly looked out his window. “Hmph, as I thought, something must be wrong with the train again. Well, this just won’t do. I can’t be even a second late to the fashion show. It’s going to absolutely ruin the show if I’m late, as well as you. Nopony else can wear your show outfits, I spent a fortune getting them custom fit for you. This is unacceptable, I need to speak with the conductor.” he huffed, getting up and heading for the door.

As his hoof reached for the door it was flung open. Fancypants stumbled back from the surprise, landing on his rear. Flinching from the fall, he opened his mouth to scold whoever caused him to fall. His mouth was left hanging open as three griffons clad in black armor entered the train car, one remaining by the door and blocked the only means of escape while the other two moved forward.

Fleur let out a small gasp of shock and sunk into her seat, hoping to avoid being found. Fancypants managed to stand up, regaining his composure. “I say there, what is the meaning of all this? Why have we stopped? What is goi-” he began to say. He was cut off as one of the advancing griffons swung out at the defenseless unicorn and knocking him to the ground. Fancypants gasped, his hoof holding where the griffon had struck him on the face while he stared at his shattered monocle on the floor. A stinging sensation began to spread across his cheek, and as he removed his hoof he saw that it was covered in blood. His blood.

“How dare you strike me! Do you know who I am? I’ll have you know I personally know Princess Celestia, and she will hear about this!” Fancypants declared. His assailant remained silent, only responding by walking back up to Fancypants and slashing his powerful claws across Fancypants’ chest.

The stallion gasped in pain and shock as his expensive suit was torn, and soon blood began to seep from the three lacerations caused by the griffon’s claws. He stumbled backwards, choking back sobs, not so much from the pain but from the complete shock of being handled so roughly for the first time in his posh life.

The griffon who attacked Fancypants smirked in satisfaction. This pony was a complete pushover, and a perfect hostage as the stupid pony had already confirmed that he had ties with Princess Celestia.

The other advancing griffon advanced on Fleur, grabbing her roughly by her delicate mane and threw her onto the floor next to Fancypants. The griffon quickly confirmed that there were no other passengers on the train and rejoined his comrade.

“Who… who are you? What do you want with us?” Fleur managed to quietly say. None of the griffons answered, instead they continued to look over their two new prisoners. Fleur began to feel sick as she saw that the two griffons standing over them seemed much more interested in her than Fancypants.

“P-p-p-please, don’t hurt me. I’ll… I’ll give you whatever you want. M-money, gems, whatever!” Fancypants begged, beginning to panic more as his wounds continued to bleed.

“Shut up.” one of the griffons finally said, raising a claw. Fancypants clenched his eyes shut in fear, but the griffon laughed instead, amused by his reaction. “Ha! If all you ponies are like this, we’ll conquer your entire nation in less than a day!”

Fancypants and Fleur looked at each other in confusion and worry. News of war had not yet reached their ears, so they were unaware of how grave their situation was. The other griffon circled around behind the ponies, staring intently at Fleur’s tight, firmly toned buttocks. He leaned in and pressed his beak unceremoniously into the base of her tail, almost right into her sex. He inhaled deeply, savoring the smell of her body and tail. Fleur’s body went rigid with shock and embarrassment, and before the griffon could back away she kicked out with one of her rear legs, her hoof grazing the griffon’s cheek as he almost dodged the attack.

The griffon caught her leg before Fleur could retract it, smiling as she struggled against his grasp. “My, my, my… what a feisty one we have here.” he said. Fleur finally managed to break free from his grasp, glaring at him in an attempt to make him back off. The griffon caught a glimpse of the fear in her eyes, though, and was not intimidated by her gaze.

The two griffons each took grasp of one of the ponies and dragged them to the rear of the train car. Fleur tried to struggle against her captor, but Fancypants offered no resistance, still in shock of his brutal treatment. He was thrown in the corner and he assumed a fetal position, too afraid to even think of escape. Fleur was dumped in the middle of the aisle, forced onto her stomach as her griffon mounted himself on top of her to keep her in place.

She shivered in disgust as she felt him on top of her, and gasped with shock when she felt his hot tongue lick the base of her neck, slowly dragging its way to the bottom of her jaw. She struggled to free herself but it proved useless, the griffon’s heavy body too much for her to move.

“Mmm, this one tastes absolutely delicious.” the griffon said to his comrades. “I wonder if she’ll be as good of a fuck as that rainbow Wonderbolt whorse we had.”

“Rainbow Wonderbolt… what did you do to Rainbow Da- mmphh!” Fleur began to ask. She had met Rainbow Dash at a few Wonderbolt shows, and had secretly been quite attracted to the young pegasus, and she even invited the colorful pegasus to her apartment in an attempt to seduce her. Rainbow had to decline due to having to take on an escort mission to the griffon kingdom, and had since gone missing for months. Fleur was worried that these griffons were responsible for Dash’s mysterious disappearance, but she was cut off midsentence as the other griffon snuck up behind her and roughly pulled her elegant tail aside, revealing her small flank and tight pussy.

Fleur’s struggles increased as she felt the griffon begin to prod her small entrance with his claws. “Fuck, this one’s gonna be real tight. She’s probably a virgin.” the griffon remarked. Fleur blushed when she heard him. She had a somewhat steady relationship with Fancypants, since he was the primary supplier of all the outfits she modeled in, but the few times the rich stallion found time to fornicate with her he always finished first, cumming inside of her within less than a minute of inserting himself into her. She would always have to satisfy herself on her own, not even once coming close to orgasm from Fancypants.

Fleur sighed as the griffon finally removed his claw from her sex. She was thankful he stopped, but deep down a small part of her wanted him to continue. She managed to quell those disgusting thoughts and spoke up again. “What did you do to Rainbow Dash?” she repeated.

“Feh, nothing more than what that slut asked for.” one of the griffons replied.

His companion noticed Fleur clench her teeth in anger when she heard the griffon insult her crush. He grinned wickedly, wanting to know just how far he could push the female unicorn. “Yeah, I remember that little whorse. Every day she would beg for us to fuck her when we delivered her meals. She even enjoyed being used by the entire garrison. I think I came twice in her pussy and her ass each. Wouldn’t want to even touch her after those timberwolves had their way, though…”

“Stop it, stop it, STOP IT!” Fleur screamed, trying to cover her ears with her hooves. Her mind screamed that it must be all lies, that something so horrible could have never happened to the young Wonderbolt. Something in her heart told her that the griffons weren’t lying, though. The griffons smiled as they watched the unicorn finally break down, crying for her friend. They motioned the third griffon to finally come forward, knowing that their two captives were in no shape to even think of escaping, especially Fancypants, who was still sobbing and panicking over his bleeding wounds.

The third griffon looked over the two, nodding in satisfaction. “These two will do fine for now. Especially since that one supposedly knows the Princess.” he said.

Upon hearing that last word, Fancypants regained focus and tried to barter for his freedom once again. “P-please, just let me go. I won’t tell anypony about all this, I swear! L-look, I have millions of bits in the bank. I promise to give you any amount you want, I’ll even send you tribute anytime you want! Just let me go.”

The leader of the three griffons growled in annoyance. “Does this sniveling excuse for a worm ever shut up?” he muttered. Looking back at Fleur, he stood in silence, pondering over something. “Do you know Princess Celestia also? Answer me truthfully.” he said softly but sternly, making sure she could clearly see his sharp talons.

Through her teary eyes, she saw his act of intimidation and nodded. “Y-y-yes, I do kn-know her.” she said shakily.

“Good enough for me.” he said. With lightning speed his talons flashed in front of Fancypants. Fleur let out a cry in shock as red blood started to appear from a twin set of cuts to his throat. Fancypants let out a cry of helplessness as he realized what had just happened, falling limply on the ground and passing out from the overwhelming shock. The attack had just missed the windpipe and jugular vein, but Fleur didn’t know that, and she screamed out Fancypants’ name as the three griffons dragged her towards the exit of the train. She got no response from him, and soon she found herself being forced roughly to the ground.

She continued to cry out for Fancypants, not knowing if he was dead or somehow still alive. One griffon dug into a small pouch tucked away in his armor and brought out a small vial of greenish-brown liquid. He grabbed her mane and pulled it back hard, causing her to snap her head back. She opened her mouth to protest but was silenced by the liquid being poured down her throat. A swift strike to her stomach by another griffon caused her to involuntarily swallow the foul liquid, the griffon holding her mane only letting go once she had swallowed all of it and coughed for air.

The griffons now knew Fleur would be unable to resist them by using any of her magic, the potent brew she just drank being a nifty little potion a griffon chemist made by mistake one day. The potion would stop any unicorn from using magic for about a day, sometimes longer depending on the unicorn’s abilities and strength. Their cautionary measure was unneeded as Fleur, like most upper-class unicorns in Canterlot, knew absolutely nothing about using magic for attack of defense. Still, she now was completely helpless in her current state, and she was at the complete mercy of the three griffons.

The two junior griffons stared hungrily at Fleur’s body, both wondering just how tight she would be given her small flank. The griffon who had groped her earlier stepped up and pushed her head down into the ground, quickly mounting her and nudging his growing erection against her rear.

“N-no, stop, please. Don’t!” Fleur begged, but the griffon ignored her please. She could feel his hot, throbbing cock poking around her crotch, finally connecting with her entrance and her small lips began to spread as the griffon applied more pressure.

Just as the griffon was about to penetrate her, the senior griffon stopped him. “Enough. We don’t have time for this. Besides, we are to bring back any prisoners untouched and unharmed as best we can.”

“Oh come on!” the griffon on top of Fleur protested, backing off to her relief. She felt his hot member pull back and lose contact with her body, a sigh of relief coming from her mouth.

“Those are our orders right now, soldier.” the lead griffon confirmed. “I’m sure we will have plenty of time later to have some fun with this one. But right now, we need to bring her back. We don’t have time to play with her.”

Giving in, the griffon dismounted Fleur’s body, but soon she found herself being picked up by all three griffons. Before she knew it, the four of them took to the skies, headed north as quickly as the griffons could fly. Fleur glanced down at the ground far below and quickly shut her eyes, scared to death that the griffons may drop her and send her plummeting to her death. Her captors kept a strong grip on her, though, and within hours she mustered the courage to finally look again, seeing a castle quickly growing in front of her. The main doors to the castle opened as they approached the entrance, slamming shut once they had cleared the entryway. The three griffons dumped Fleur on the ground, causing her to groan as her body was finally free to move and stretch after the long flight. She wasn’t given much time to stretch her legs as she was almost immediately shoved down a hallway, the corridor almost pitch black in darkness. She was led to an equally dark room, and she had the wind knocked out of her small, delicate body as the griffons threw her to the floor before slamming the door shut, locking her in there alone.

Fleur gasped for air, slowly standing up and moved carefully to the door. She tried pushing the door back open but the wooden door didn’t budge even in the slightest. Realizing she was imprisoned here, she made her way to the lone bed tucked in the corner of the room, burying her head in the pillow and started to cry. Her mind raced as she thought back to everything that had happened.

‘Why are they doing this? I didn’t do anything to them! Oh Celestia, what about Fancypants? No, no he can’t be dead! They were talking about war on the way here… but that’s impossible, there’s no way Equestria can be at war with them. Maybe that’s why Rainbow Dash went missing… but they said that Rainbow was- no! There’s no way that could be true. It can’t be true…'

Fleur lifted her head from the raggedy pillow, and through her teary eyes she saw something. Her eyes went wide with horror and she felt her heart drop to her stomach. Hoping it was just her tears obscuring her vision, she slowly reached out with her hoof and picked up what she saw. She sobbed as she saw that what she saw was indeed actually there, and she let the rainbow colored mane strands she found drop back to the pillow.