Let Loose the Griffons of War

by TheCamel

Rating: mature
Tags: Princess Cadance, Rainbow Dash, Other, Adventure, Sex, Spitfire, Tragedy, Fleur de Lis, Gore, Dark, Sad, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 63696

Sequel to 'The Fire in Her Eyes'

A sequel to 'The Fire in Her Eyes'. Read it first!

The griffon's begin their attack on Equestria. Which ponies will fall to the bloodthirsty griffons? What can the ponies do to stop them? Will Princess Celestia's rule finally end? Most importantly, which ponies will be subjected to rape now?

WARNING: Contains rape, dark content, and some gore. Read at your own risk. (Seriously, it's a continuation of The Fire in Her Eyes... what did you expect?)

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Published 2013-04-05 05:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-07-21 21:23:39 UTC

Chapter 1

“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.

Chapter 3

A lone pony paced back and forth in the royal throne room, her normally calm and kind face turned to anger from stress. She had demanded that everypony leave the room, even her guards, as she waited impatiently for a specific visitor. But so far, he had yet to show up.

Gritting her teeth, she yelled out again. “Discord, for the last time, show yourself, NOW!”

A bright flash fills the room and the draconequus finally appeared. He lay in a hammock that was somehow floating unsupported in the air. He peered over the top of an oversized pair of sunglasses, looking at Celestia with a somewhat annoyed look.

“What is it now, Princess? You know that I was trying to enjoy some time away from this place.” he asked in a bored tone.

“Discord! I can’t believe you would do such a thing. You know you’re not supposed to be causing any chaos, especially now!” Celestia yelled at him.

Discord didn’t seem fazed by her shouts, instead he replaced his sunglasses back onto his face and relaxed back into his hammock. “Now, dear Celestia, you know I haven’t done anything of the sort. I’ve been bored out of my mind not being able to create any chaos. You’ve kept me in this castle ever since you had your faithful student and her friends reform me.”

Celestia looked more furious than ever. “Then why is one of my cities completely enveloped in a massive lightning storm? Nopony can get in or out of Cloudsdale because of it.”

Discord’s ears perked up as he heard what Celestia said. He stroked his chin in thought. “Hmm, a massive lightning storm, you say? Not bad, not bad, but still a tad too tame for my tastes. If it were me I would have made it rain honey. Much more comical to watch a pegasus try to fly while covered in honey.” he said, snapping his fingers. A tiny model of Cloudsdale appeared in front of Princess Celestia’s face, brown clouds above the city raining giant globs of honey down on the cloud city.

Princess Celestia’s horn glowed, and with another flash of light the miniature city was gone. “I don’t have time to play games right now. I need to know, did you or did you not cause this lightning storm?”

Discord sighed. “No, my dearest Princess, I did not do that.”

Celestia stared at the draconequus intently, trying to see if he gave any tells of lying. She lowered her head after a few moments, seeing that the lord of chaos was indeed telling her the truth. “Thank you Discord, that is all I needed to know. You may go now.” she said calmly.

As she turned to leave, Discord appeared in front of her. “What, you accuse me of something and that’s it? The very least you could do is tell me what’s going on that’s got your feathers all ruffled.”

Celestia’s eyes went wide in surprise as her wings spread involuntarily, her feathers in disarray. “Discord…” she said.

“Sorry, force of habit.” he said, snapping his fingers again and returned her wings to their normal state. “But seriously, you weren’t this stressed when I escaped my stony prison. You know I’ll find out sooner or later, so you may as well tell me now. Besides, maybe I can help, now that I’m ‘reformed’ and all.”

Princess Celestia informed Discord of the developments between the griffons and ponies, even she herself unsure of how he would react. Surprisingly he remained indifferent to the news, and once Celestia finished speaking he yawned.

“Oh, that’s it? And here I was thinking that something awful had happened.” Discord said.

“What are you talking about? Of course it’s an awful turn of events! War is never a good thing. Even you should know that.” Celestia said, her anger beginning to return.

Discord retained his bored expression. “Look, Celestia, war isn’t exactly my forte. As chaotic as war can be, I’m not too keen on killing. I like to have fun with my chaos, and it’s no fun if there’s nopony around to witness my chaos.”

“Then help us.” Celestia said. “Help us end this whole thing. With your powers, you could help us end this fighting much quicker.”

The draconequus shook his head in rejection. “Nope, sorry, can’t help. I’m ‘reformed’ now, remember?” he said dramatically. With another snap of his fingers, a halo appeared over his head and he adopted an innocent look on his face. “I wouldn’t even THINK of using my chaos anymore, especially since you threatened to have your faithful little student turn me back to stone.”

Celestia was not amused by his sarcastic tone. She took a few steps towards him, her face inches away from his. “Discord, I am not in the mood for this absurd discussion. You have two choices in this; either you help me end this fighting or I turn you back to stone until the war ends.”

Discord let out a loud huff, knowing Celestia’s threats were very real. “Very well, princess. I shall be your lowly pawn in your grand chess game. Just ring when you need me.” he said, disappearing in a flash of light.

Celestia stood still for a few moments, a little surprised that convincing the master of chaos to help her had been so easy. She was happy that the draconequus had agreed to help, but it still didn’t solve the larger problem she still had looming over her.

An almost undetectable knock at the door to her throne room barely reached Celestia’s ears. “Come in.” she said, turning to face the door. The doors creaked as they opened slowly, and a timid pony finally poked her head into the room.

“Oh, um, excuse me, um, Princess Celestia. I hope I’m not interrupting anything.” Fluttershy said.

“Not at all. Thank you for coming so quickly.” Princess Celestia said. “I’m sorry to pull you away from Ponyville so suddenly. But first, how is your friend Rainbow Dash doing?”

“Oh, she’s doing good. Um, well, I think she is. She’s been acting a little strange ever since she came back with her special somepony. Oh! I don’t mean that he’s the bad one! Um, I mean, he’s a really nice pony! Really! I’m sorry…” Fluttershy said, becoming more panicked.

“It’s okay, Fluttershy, I know what you meant.” Celestia said. “I’m sure she’s just excited to have a special somepony.” The princess felt terrible that one of Rainbow Dash’s closest friends would probably never know the hell that she went through, but it was all for the best.

“Yes, yes that must be it.” Fluttershy agreed. She still wasn’t sure that was it though, as she had noticed that Dash’s eyes didn’t seem to sparkle as much as they used to.

Celestia started to regret asking the shy pony about her friend and decided to quickly change topics. “Anyway, Fluttershy, I asked you to come here because I need your help. As you know, Equestria is sadly at war against the griffons, but I fear that there will be innocent creatures that will be hurt from this fighting. I was wondering if you would be willing to take in any animals to your home and heal them. I would also be sending over a few other ponies to assist you and learn proper animal care under your expertise.”

Fluttershy’s ears perked up at the mention of injured animals. “Oh my, of course! I could never say no to a poor injured animal. And of course I’d be okay with helping teach other ponies how to care for the animals.”

“Thank you, Fluttershy.” Princess Celestia said, bowing her head. “I have one last request of you. Would you be willing to bring my phoenix back home with you? I regret that I do not have the proper time to care for her right now, and I wouldn’t trust any other pony with her besides you.”

“I would love to!” Fluttershy said excitedly. “I promise to take really good care of her! You can count on me, princess.”

Celestia smiled and nodded. “Thank you. Let’s go get Philomena and get her ready for the trip.”

The third griffon squad finally arrived at their stakeout location. None of the three elite griffons were in any rush to complete their mission. In fact, they had talked while slowly flying south, and they were all tempted to hide for a few days and then report false findings. The consequences of being caught scared them into deciding to complete their mission correctly, though, and with great hesitance they flew to the small town of Ponyville.

They kept to the tree line of the Everfree Forest, setting up camp in the woods and going over the ponies they had to keep an eye on. Once darkness had fallen, they flew out from their hiding place, hoping to quickly find their targets and get back home as quickly as possible. They started with the most dangerous of the ponies; the newest alicorn, Princess Twilight.

They landed on top of the library, quietly arguing who should be the one to go down and see what the princess and her dragon were up to. It didn’t take long for two of the griffons to claim their seniority over their third companion, and with great reluctance he slowly crept down the tree, quickly peeking inside at each window. At each one all he saw was darkness inside, and when he finally got to the front door he found a note stuck to the entrance. He read the note twice, smiling as he realized how lucky he had been. He flew back up to his companions with renewed confidence, informing them that Princess Twilight was nowhere near Ponyville, the note on her door saying she would be gone for about three weeks touring the other cities of Equestria to raise morale.

They all sighed with relief, their number one threat to their mission now gone. Poking fun at each other’s fear of the new alicorn, they took off and flew the short distance to their next target. The building they snuck up on was almost in the middle of town, and though almost everypony was now asleep the griffons stayed alert and moved slowly. Peeking in the upper windows of Sugarcube Corner, they looked into what appeared a nursery, two foals were sound asleep in their cribs. Though they weren’t under orders to, the leader of the trio thought that foalnapping the two baby ponies would earn him praise from their new king. Before he could inform the two others of his idea, the door to the room opened and somepony turned on the light. All three griffons drew back from the window, carefully peering back in to see who had entered.

Pinkie Pie walked up to each crib, smiling as she watched both the foals sleeping peacefully. As she moved back from Pound Cake, the blue gem on her necklace bumped against the side of the crib, the noise causing Pound to stir. “Whoopsie, shh… go back to sleep. Just Auntie Pinkie Pie checking on you.” she said softly. Unable to recall the lyrics of Fluttershy’s lullaby, she instead hummed the tune, proving to be enough to send Pound back to sleep.

Pinkie turned to leave the room, but right as she reached the door, she suddenly turned around, her eyes locked onto the window where the griffons were peeking in. All three griffons ducked out of sight again, holding their breath as they wondered if she had seen them. Pinkie stared at the window for a few moments before finally leaving the room. Her normal upbeat attitude turned dark momentarily. “My Pinkie senses are never wrong…” she said to herself. She shrugged and bounced back to her room, back to her normally hyper self.

The griffons slowly peeked back into the room once they saw the lights go out to make sure the pink pony had left. Once they saw that she had left, they quickly left the shop, hoping their cover hadn’t been blown yet.

With four ponies left to spy on, the lead griffon decided that they should split up and each take one target before regrouping back at the forest for their last one. They flew off to their targets, two of them finding the farmer and the dressmaker fast asleep in their homes. The griffon that had to find a house in the clouds, however, got a special treat as he snuck up on the home of a certain pegasus.

The griffon flew up to the house made from clouds, embarrassed that he had missed it twice and flew right under it, but at least his comrades weren’t there to witness his mistakes. Flying around the house, there was only one window that had light coming from it, so he peered through that one first. His eyes went wide and he forgot all about remaining hidden as he saw two ponies inside, one a blue pegasus that he remembered from multiple ‘personal’ encounters, the other some other pegasus he had seen but didn’t quite remember. It wasn’t that he recognized the pegasi inside, instead it was what they were doing…

The blue pegasus was bound and gagged face down on the floor. Her hind legs were tied to a wood pole, forcing her legs to remain spread while her forelegs were tied behind her back, leaving her ass sticking up in the air. The other pegasus was behind the bound mare, a black leather whip in his hoof. He wound back and struck his bound captive on her flank, causing her to moan through her gag and her hind legs shook from the strike. From his angle, the griffon could just see the mare’s exposed sex, which was absolutely soaked from her juices, dripping onto the floor and forming a considerably sized puddle below her. The stallion wound back and struck another blow, her legs once again buckling and her pussy twitched from the excitement. The stallion put the whip down and unfastened the gag in the female’s mouth.

“You ready for the next treatment?” he asked her. The griffon cocked his head, wondering why the stallion didn’t sound too fond of having his way with this pegasus whorse. The bound mare didn’t seem to mind the treatment; in fact, she seemed to be liking the abuse.

“Mmph, yes! Punish me more. Use me!” she begged while trying to push her soaked sex towards him. The male pegasus mounted her body, his erect cock sliding right into her exposed anal opening. She let out a ragged groan as he filled her in one thrust. He didn’t waste any time, pounding her rear entrance as hard as he could while she was forced to take his punishment.

The griffon was beginning to get quite flustered from watching the two ponies going at it, but his attention was cut by the arrival of one of his comrades. “Hey, there you are!” the newly arrived griffon hissed. “We’ve been waiting for you for almost 15 minutes. Let’s go, the sun’s going to rise soon and we have one more pony to check on.”

“But…” the griffon tried to protest, but he knew he had to leave. He flew with his companion to their hiding spot, the leader of the three waiting impatiently and looking quite mad. He demanded to know why it had taken so long to scout one pony, but he quickly calmed down as he heard how the ‘fuck toy’ he had used just a few months ago was none other than one of the Elements of Harmony. It was too close to morning for them to return to the cloud home, so they decided to stake out their last target before going to sleep for the rest of the day. They could thankfully spy on the last pony from the safety of the forest, and right before sunrise the pink-maned pegasus came trotting out from her cottage and headed to the animal pens between her house and the woods.

“Hey, hey look. She doesn’t have her element on.” one of the griffons noticed. The other two squinted their eyes to see if he was right. He was. All the other ponies they had looked at had their Elements of Harmony around their neck. Even the slutty blue pegasus had her element on while taking a cock up her ass. But this pony didn’t have her element anywhere in sight.

“Hmm, this may be quite the opportunity.” the lead griffon thought. Bringing back another of the bearers of the elements surely must bring quite the reward, not to mention he may be allowed to be the one to ‘break her in’. His thoughts were interrupted as a bright red blur came out of the pony’s house and landed on her shoulder.

“Oh, hi there Philomena. Did you come out to help feed the animals?” Fluttershy asked the phoenix. The bird didn’t respond, instead she scanned her eyes along the border of the forest. Fluttershy misinterpreted the bird’s gaze. “Oh, no Philomena. You can’t go into the forest. It’s too dangerous to go in there, especially now with the griffons wanting to hurt us.”

Fluttershy finished her chores while the phoenix continued to watch the forest, almost seeming to stare right at the griffons at some points. The two soon returned to the small cottage, though, leaving the griffons with nothing to do but sleep themselves until night fell again.

The following night came and the griffons took flight once more. Their rounds were done quicker now that they had a better idea of how the town was laid out. Spying on their targets once more, nothing of interest was found at the first five houses. Not even the house of clouds had any entertainment as the blue pegasus was fast asleep with the same stallion from the night before. Disappointed that they would have no entertainment tonight, they decided to check up on the last house before calling it an early night.

The cottage by the woods was quiet, the windows glowing dimly as the griffons carefully made their way to the side of the building. All the animals outside were sound asleep, and peeking in through one of the windows the griffons saw the pony who lived there fast asleep on a couch. The only creature still awake inside was a small white bunny, carrying a rather large carrot over to where the sleeping pony was. The griffons were just about to turn and leave when they saw the bunny hop up onto the couch, putting the carrot down and lifting up the pony’s pink tail. Fluttershy stirs slightly from the movement but doesn’t wake up, but the bunny doesn’t seem to care that he almost woke her.

Curious to the bunny’s actions, the griffons crowd together and peer through the window more intently. The bunny prods Fluttershy’s sex, his small paw poking around her marehood, causing the pony to stir once again in her sleep. It doesn’t take long before the bunny withdraws his paw, only to pick up the carrot and push it up against her moistened crotch. With little concern for anything other than his goal in mind, the bunny shoves the entire carrot deep into her snatch, finally waking her abruptly as her head shoots up from the surprise. She barely has time to look back to see who had suddenly violated her body before the bunny thrusts the carrot in and out of her hole with vigor, sending Fluttershy’s head back down as she bites her lip to stop from crying in pleasure. A smile comes across the bunny’s face as he gets the response he is hoping for from the shy pegasus, and he increases the speed of his carrot as her soft mewing becomes louder gasps and moans of pleasure.

“Oh… A-Angel, please don- mmph! Please don’t g-g-go so deep. Ah! No… I-I’m about to… to…” Fluttershy gasps as a strange yet familiar sensation begins to build deep in her. She let out a loud cry as her body began to convulse from her orgasm, and the carrot embedded in her body was finally withdrawn once it had been thoroughly coated with her fluids. Without a single glance back, the bunny hopped away with its completed treat, smiling as he took the first bite from his new treat.

Fluttershy finally caught her breath. “Oh Angel, you know that those are supposed to be for special occasions only.” she softly scolded her bunny. Angel paid her no attention, instead hopping out to his small house just outside the cottage. Sighing, she rose to her feet and began to clean the wet spot left on the couch.

The show now over, the three griffons retreated back to the woods. Though the night was far from over, they felt that their night was still successful and decided to end their recon early tonight. After a quick talk, they felt that they were more than capable of attempting to take a pony hostage, even though their instructions had been to merely scout out the ponies who bore the magical elements. They quickly formulated a simple but effective plan before retiring for the night, all of them dreaming of a hero’s welcome back home and a promotion by their overjoyed leader.

Fluttershy awoke later than normal, mostly due to being woken up in the middle of the night by a certain bunny. Yawning, she got up off the couch and stretched her legs. Seeing that she was just a few hours later than normal, she set about her morning chores, delivering a wide variety of food off to the numerous animals that also called her cottage home. Feeding every animal took over an hour, and when she was finally done she returned to her house. As she entered a red blur shot towards her, a familiar phoenix landing on her shoulder.

“Oh! You startled me.” Fluttershy said. The phoenix rubbed her head against Fluttershy’s mane in apology, continuing to ride on her shoulder as the pegasus continued her household chores. Throughout all her chores, Fluttershy can’t help but feel that something is amiss, that something just isn’t right. It finally dawns on her that a familiar bunny hasn’t been around all day today, and she leaves her house once again to go see where he’s hiding.

“Angel, honey, are you in there?” Fluttershy asked as she arrived at the bunny’s small home in the ground. Silence greeted her, so she called to him again. “Angel? It’s time to get up. The sun rose hours ago.”

She peered inside through the small doorway, but the house was empty. The phoenix finally left Fluttershy’s shoulder, flying a short distance to a crudely drawn arrow in the dirt and pointed it out to Fluttershy.

“Oh! Thank you, Philomena. I didn’t see that before.” Fluttershy said. Looking in the direction the arrow was pointing, she gulped as she saw that it was pointing right into the Everfree Forest. “Why… why would Angel go in there?” Fluttershy wondered aloud.

Philomena landed back on Fluttershy’s shoulder gazed into her eyes. “You’re right.” Fluttershy said, regaining her confidence. “We have to make sure Angel is okay. Plus you’re with me, so everything will be fine.”

Fluttershy still didn’t completely believe her own words, but she bravely walked into the forest with the phoenix still perched on her shoulders. As she walked further into the woods, more and more crudely drawn dirt arrows littered the forest floor, guiding the two deeper and deeper into the trees. Though having the royal phoenix by her side, Fluttershy still shook like a leaf as she went deeper into the wild.

Fluttershy finally found the last arrow and walked to the middle of a small clearing, the sky still blocked by the trees bordering the small area of open ground. “Angel?” Fluttershy called out, not seeing her bunny anywhere in sight.

A dark figure emerged from the shadows in front of her. Tossing his black cloak aside, an armored griffon appeared, grinning as one of his claws held a familiar bound bunny.

“Angel!” Fluttershy cried, but as she took a step forward the griffon began to squeeze his claw, causing Angel to cry in pain. Fluttershy froze in place, afraid that any more movement from her would bring more pain to her friend.

“Please, let him go. Just don’t hurt him.” Fluttershy pleaded, her main concern Angel’s life. Philomena spread her wings and took to the air, her body emitting flames as she stared down the threat in front of her.

“Philomena, no! Calm down, please! I don’t want anypony hurt.” Fluttershy said. The phoenix reluctantly lowered her aggressive stance but still remained airborne.

The griffon in front of her laughed. “Nice pet, makes me wonder why you bother keeping this little shrimp around.”

Tears began to build in Fluttershy’s eyes as she tried to reason with him again. “Please, just let Angel go. He didn’t do anything to you. Just tell me what you want, I’m sure I can get it for you.”

“Oh, I’m sure you can, little pony. I’m sure you can.” he said, stepping towards her. She stepped back and looked around her, wondering where she could run if she needed to. There was only one exit , though; the entrance where she came in, but before she could even think of running to it another griffon emerged from the shadows, blocking her exit. Though she would never think of abandoning her friend, knowing that there was now no escape for even herself put a noticeable shake in her legs.

The phoenix couldn’t take any more and suddenly flew straight for the exit. The second griffon tried to claw at the fiery bird but Philomena managed to dodge the sharp claws. Zooming past the only barrier to freedom, the phoenix was gone in a blur and the griffon hunched over in preparation to take off after it.

“Stop! Let it go. That stupid bird can’t do anything.” the first griffon said. His subordinate relaxed, glad that he didn’t have to play fetch for some stupid bird. Both griffons turned their attention back to their new captive, who was now huddled on the ground, softly crying.

“What do you want? Please, just tell me what you want and let us go.” she sobbed.

The first griffon felt the bunny in his claw begin to kick his arm, but a quick squeeze quickly halted the futile assault. “I would say we want your element, but it looks like we already have that now.” he answered, motioning his head to something behind her. Fluttershy turned her head and saw the third griffon walk up to the other one blocking the exit, a golden necklace with a butterfly shaped jewel hanging from his beak. He stopped and spit the necklace out into his claw, holding it up for his companions to see.

Fluttershy’s heart sank as she realized that she had forgotten all about Twilight’s warning to always have her element on. Having it on all the time proved too cumbersome while she tended to her animals, so she had begun to take it off while caring for and feeding her furry friends, but had soon forgotten to put it back on.

“Looks like you have a choice to make, you stupid pony.” the first griffon laughed. “You can only walk out of here with one or the other, your pathetic little pet or your precious element.”

“That’s no choice at all. Of course I choose my friend. There’s no way I could let you harm him!” Fluttershy answered immediately. The griffon was slightly stunned at the speed of her response. He had been hoping to toy with her emotions over the two, but now his fun was cut short.

“Hmph, so much for that.” he muttered. “But you’re not getting this pathetic bunny back just like that! We’re going to need some sort of tribute if you want him back unharmed.”

“Okay, okay, I understand. Please, just don’t hurt him.” Fluttershy once again pleaded. “I don’t have much but you can take anything you want from my house. I… I don’t have many bits saved up, but I can get more if you can just wait a little bit.”

“Heh heh, I think all we want is already here.” said one of the griffons behind her, nudging his companion. The other one smirked, nodding as he eyed Fluttershy’s flank just yards away.

Fluttershy looked a little confused by the comment. “You can have my element. I already said I would give it up to save Angel.” she said.

“I don’t think he was talking about that… though we will be taking that too.” the first griffon said. “But we do want something else that you have right now.”

The unoccupied griffon walked up behind her and grabbed her flank, causing her to squeak in surprise as his claw dug into her rear. “We’ve had a long trip here, and we saw you and your bunny last night. I think we can let you and your rodent go once you’ve ‘entertained’ us for a while.”

Fluttershy’s face grew a deep shade of red from her ass being grabbed as well as hearing that all three had witnessed the events that occurred last night. She dropped into a curled up position on the dirt and shut her eyes to try to stop from crying, but it only boosted the griffons’ confidence.

“Come now, that won’t do.” the griffon hissed into her ear. “You’ll never save your bunny like that. Why don’t you raise that sexy little flank of yours and lift your tail for us.”

Unable to hold them back any longer, streams of tears poured out of Fluttershy’s eyes, but she nodded in submission and somehow managed to straighten her shaking rear legs, raising her rear end into the air. Out of fear and embarrassment, her tail remained pressed against her flank, covering what the griffons wanted to see the most.

“Ahem, your tail.” one of the griffons said. “Don’t forget, your friend’s life here could be cut short rather quickly.”

Fluttershy replied with a sob, slowly lifting her tail to expose her delicate nether region to her three griffon audience. Her quivering haunches added to the excitement all three felt, and they stared intently at her small slit that housed her sex.

“Mmm, what a good pony.” the griffon holding Angel said, walking around behind her to also enjoy the show.

“P-p-please, can I g-go now?” Fluttershy meekly said.

“Uh uh, you’re not done yet. Why don’t you spread your ass for us?” the griffon with her element said.

With no other choice, she reached back and took hold of her flanks. She pleadingly looked back at her three tormentors for any signs of pity but found none, instead only seeing lust in their eyes. She squeezed her eyes shut and began to pull her cheeks apart, her puckered rear hole now exposed. Her small slit also began to gape ever so slightly, allowing her small audience to sneak a peek at her love canal.

“Damn, she’s a small one.” the empty handed griffon commented, walking back up to the pony and touching her sex with a claw.

Fluttershy dropped back down to the ground as soon as the claw made contact with her sensitive area, curling back up and shaking like a leaf. “D-don’t, please… please don’t touch me.” she whimpered.

“You’re not done yet!” he demanded, grabbing one of her hooves and forcing her to lay on her back. “Spread your legs again or your bunny suffers a long and painful death.”

With no other choice, Fluttershy reopened her hind legs, once again revealing herself. To their disappointment, the griffons saw that she had gotten absolutely no pleasure from exposing herself as her lower lips remained bone dry.

While they wanted to have their way with this pony as soon as possible, they needed her to be somewhat aroused so their cocks could fit into such a small hole. “Why don’t you play with yourself for us? Unless, you don’t care about your bunny…” the griffon teased her. The other two griffons snickered and nodded, the one holding Angel raising the poor bunny to remind her of her position.

“I-I’ll do it.” Fluttershy said softly. Having finally run out of tears, Fluttershy finally had managed to stop crying, but upon hearing the command for her to masturbate in front of these three hostile strangers almost caused her to start again. She managed to suppress the instinct to cry, though, and slowly began to bring a hoof down to her crotch.

Fluttershy gently rubbed the top of her slit, hoping that it would be enough to satisfy the griffons. Their vocal demands for more proved her wrong. Gulping, she slid her hoof down slightly further, prodding the entrance to her tight pussy. A drop of liquid fell from somewhere above, hitting her in the cheek and causing her to stop for a moment. The gruff command for her to continue once again came, forcing her to resume her less than enthusiastic show.

As the griffons watched Fluttershy begin to slowly become aroused by her hoof, dark drops landed on their heads as well. One griffon glanced up for a moment, unable to see any clouds through the thick treetops of the Everfree forest. He shrugged, turning back to the entertainment just a few feet away, figuring that a little rain won’t ruin this fun night.

Fluttershy began to breath heavier as her body finally began to respond to her hoof job. She closed her eyes, unable to keep looking at the three griffons any longer. One of her hind legs twitched as she brushed her hoof against her clit, a small groan of pleasure escaping her lips much to the griffons’ delight. Watching the pony beginning to enjoy herself, all three griffons now sported erections, each of them unable to help stroking themselves. Angel felt sickened by being held so close to his captor’s cock, but in his current situation he was unable to distance himself.

“Okay, that’s enough.” the griffon holding her necklace suddenly burst. Throwing the precious element aside into the dirt, he suddenly pounced on top of Fluttershy, not giving her time to react. She let out a small ‘Eek!’ as the griffon pinned her down just as a clap of thunder from far above sounded, the sky now filled with a torrent of brown rain.

“N-n-no, p-p-please don’t.” Fluttershy begged, feeling the griffon’s throbbing cock poking against her opening. “It-it’s raining, we’d g-get too wet if w-w-we stayed out here.” she begged, hoping to convince the griffon to get off of her.

He only snickered in return. “Oh, I wouldn’t worry about a little rain.” he said. “By the time we’re done with you, you’re gonna be soaked in much more than just a little bit of rain.”

The griffon glanced down to his crotch to make sure he was lined up with the small pegasus. Fluttershy clamped her eyes shut, bracing for the pain of being penetrated. Instead, all she heard was a scream of terror from her assailant, followed by the sensation of freedom as the griffon quickly scrambled off of her. Peeking for a moment, her eyes went wide with surprise and fear as she saw her assailant lying on his back, scrambling away from her as his eyes were locked on to his dick. Or, at least where it should have been. Instead, it was now replaced with the front half of a deadly cobra. The snake’s eyes were locked on to the face of the terrified griffon, and it gave a deadly hiss and lunged at its target. There was no way that the snake could reach the griffon’s face, but he didn’t care and continued to attempt to back away with obviously no success.

The other two griffons were in shock, unsure how this could have possibly happened. “She… she’s not a unicorn. There’s no way that… she couldn’t…” one griffon murmured in confusion.

The other griffon holding Angel managed to retain some sanity. “Y-you bitch! What did you do to him? No matter, your friend dies for your trickery!” he yelled. Fluttershy screamed out in protest as the griffon squeezed the bunny with all of his strength, a crackling sound reaching Fluttershy’s ears. The griffon grinned, but only momentarily, the grin slowly replaced with a pained expression. “What the… Aghhh!” he screamed, dropping Angel.

Through her teary eyes Fluttershy watched the broken body of her friend fa- wait, Angel was still moving. He was alive! Her relief was soon replaced by confusion as she saw that he didn’t drop a bunny, but instead a turtle with porcupine spikes coming out from its shell. The only resemblance that the strange creature had with her longtime friend was a pair of familiar bunny ears poking comically from its head. Her guess that the odd animal was her friend was confirmed when it was enveloped in a spontaneous cloud with a ‘POOF’ and Angel hopped out of the cloud, back in his original body. He scampered over to where Fluttershy still lay on the ground, embracing one of her legs to let her know he was alright.

The last griffon looked around wildly. One of his comrades was still trying to escape his snake-cock while his other comrade was holding his claw in pain, a hooffull of spikes embedded in his claw. He looked back at Fluttershy, unsure if all of this was her doing. “What… how did you do this?”

“Oh, she didn’t do any of that. I did.” a voice bellowed out from somewhere in the dark trees. The griffon looked around the clearing, not seeing any other pony or creature. “Show yourself! Who are you?” he demanded, trying to remain brave and in control.

“Only your worst nightmare.” the voice said in a sinister tone. The griffon backed up the edge of the clearing, his back pressing against a tree to stop the mystery enemy from sneaking up on him. His eyes went wide in shock as he felt himself begin to slide back slowly, and only too late did he realize that he wasn’t falling backwards, he was falling into the tree. He tried to scramble back out, but the tree had somehow adopted a quicksand like texture, sucking him in further until only his head remained free. Then, with a sickening crackling noise, the tree hardened once again around the griffon, immobilizing him completely.

The griffon with the unfortunate luck of having a snake as a dick was tiring rapidly, his attempts of escaping the deadly cobra slowing down. The cobra seemed to have enough also, and it easily sank its fangs into one of the griffon’s exposed legs. He let out a yelp of pain as the venom quickly spread through his body, and he knew that he was dead for sure. But death never came. Instead, the griffon felt his muscles begin to tighten and he began to lose control of his body. Limb by limb, his body began to freeze in place until he was unable to move anymore, his body toppling over and falling to the ground as his dick finally returned to normal, also petrified fully erect.

The last griffon bolted for the clearing exit, not caring about the porcupine quills still jutting out from his claw. He thought he was free from whatever monster was terrorizing him and his comrades, but was proved wrong as a brick wall rose from the dirt ground in less than a second, causing him to fly right into the middle of it with a sickening thud. He crumpled to the ground in a feathery heap, gasping for breath as he had the wind knocked out of him during the impact. He looked up at the towering wall, baffled by where it could have come from.

“Don’t think about it too hard, my ballistic buffoon.” the voice said. A single brick in the wall began to grow and change color, and in a matter of seconds a door had somehow appeared in the wall. It swung open as soon as it was fully grown, and the strangest creature the griffon had ever seen stepped out, towering above the griffon.

“Discord!” Fluttershy shouted, finally standing back up on her hooves. Right as the door began to close, a familiar red streak also exited the surprise entrance, resting on the shoulder of the draconequus. “Philomena!” Fluttershy added, glad to see that the phoenix was alright.

“D-D-Discord?” the griffon managed to gasp. While no griffon had ever actually seen the master of chaos, they did know the name, though it was mostly used to scare little griffons to behave. But here the draconequus stood in flesh, staring down at him with burning eyes.

“Yes, I am Discord.” Discord said, his usual mischievous grin replaced with a face filled with anger. He snapped his fingers and the brown rain stopped as suddenly as it began. “And you, you unfortunate fool, have pissed me off.”

Discord snapped his fingers, and the griffon was shocked to find himself now chained to the door-less brick wall, spread eagle and unable to move at all. Discord strolled over to Fluttershy, extending a hand to Fluttershy. “My apologies, dear Fluttershy, for taking so long. This feather-brain here really could use some lessons in communicating with others.” he said, pointing a finger at the phoenix on his shoulder.

“Oh no, don’t be sorry about that.” Fluttershy said, hugging him. “Thank you so much for coming to save me!”

“Anything for a friend.” Discord said before making an odd face. “Sorry, still getting used to that expression. Anyways, I think it’s time that you had some fun with these miscreants.”

“What… what do you mean?” Fluttershy asked, confused by what he meant.

“Fluttershy, these three monsters were about to violate you!” Discord said dramatically. “So now that you have the upper hoof, it’s time to make them pay! Ooh, the FUN we could have with these three. Of course, my dear, you shall be the one to decide what we do with them. Like this fellow here, trapped in the tree, it would be absolutely hilarious to unleash a whole colony of beavers on him. Ooh, ooh! Or the one stiff as a board over there, do you think he would float or sink if we tossed him into a lake? And let’s not forget contestant number three here on the wall! Oh, the possibilities are absolutely endless! What should we do first?”

Fluttershy paused in thought for a moment. “Maybe… maybe we could, um, you know… let them go?” she said meekly.

“An absolutely wonderful idea, my dear Fluttershy! I shall get the ne… hold on, what did you just say?” Discord said, absolutely baffled by her decision.

He snapped his fingers and appeared right in front of her dressed as a doctor, looking at her head with a magnifying glass. “Hmm, it doesn’t look like you hit your head. Let’s try that answer again.”

Fluttershy shook her head. “No, I’m fine Discord. But I won’t change my mind. I think we should let them go.”

“Are you nuts?” Discord exclaimed. “Did you forget what they just tried to do to you? I know you’re the element of kindness and what not, but even you must draw the line somewhere.”

“I’m sorry Discord, but I’ve made my decision.” she stated once again. “I know that what they were about to do was terrible, but I cannot allow you to torture or kill them. Every life is precious, even theirs.”

Discord smacked his forehead in frustration before groaning. “Fine, Fluttershy, you win. I shall do as you wish.” Discord snapped his fingers once again, and all three griffons disappeared from the clearing.

Discord sat down, sulking with his arms crossed. “There, happy? They’re all back in a field near their homeland. Hmph, can’t have any fun nowadays at all.”

“Oh thank you!” Fluttershy exclaimed, hugging the draconequus again. “See? You can be good and behaved if you try. Oh! Thank you Angel.”

Fluttershy reached down and took her Element of Harmony from the bunny’s paws, placing it back around her neck. Looking at her three friends, she smiled, happy to have such loyal, caring friends. “Come on, let’s go back to my house and relax a little.” she said, leading the way out.

“Coming!” Discord shouted, stopping momentarily to pluck a few blue flowers growing on the side of the path. “Hee hee, maybe I’ll give these to my other ‘friends’ in Ponyville.” he giggled to himself.

“Get out! Get out you miserable excuses for scum! You’re lucky I don’t have you all executed!”

Captain Ray didn’t even wait for the two griffons in front of him to carry their third comrade out of the throne room as he himself stormed out. He couldn’t believe what he just heard; against his orders, three of his elite soldiers had tried to abduct one of the ponies in Ponyville who wore an element, and had not only failed but had somehow brought the wrath of the Chaos God down upon them also. Ray stormed into his private chambers, ignoring the two saluting guards standing on either side of his bedroom doors. He slammed the doors shut after he entered his private sanctuary, slamming the lock closed as to not be disturbed by any more reports of failure. He made his way over to his bed, smiling as he saw something that always helped brighten his mood.

A unicorn slept on his bed, her body completely naked. A thick leather collar around her neck was attached to a chain anchored in one of the walls, allowing her to move around barely half of his large room. Her once regal mane was stained with dried cum, and her tail was still partially lifted up due to a rather large rock butt plug embedded in her ass. Scratch marks could be seen all over her flank, caused by both whip and claw. He smacked her cutie mark hard, causing the unicorn to wake up and recoil in fear as she saw him.

“Good morning, my little whorse. Guess what? I’ve had a long, stressful day, and I need somepony to take out all my frustration on.”

Fleur whimpered but remained didn’t move, knowing all too well what would happen if she tried to resist him. Instead, she let him manipulate her body so her ass was slightly raised off of the bed, in the perfect position to accept whatever he had planned.

“What a good slut.” Ray said, grabbing her tail and pulling her ass back towards his hardening cock. “Same as usual, you cum before me and you get another fifty lashes.”

Fleur could do nothing but groan as she felt herself being impaled once again on the griffon’s cock. She prayed to Celestia that she could somehow outlast the griffon’s stamina, but she never had before and most likely wouldn’t again today. Biting her lip, she prepared herself for yet another long day of torture…

Author's Note

Finally! Chapter three is done! Only took three weeks or so...

I gotta say, working on this chapter was a bitch... with real-life work piling up, not to mention the disaster in Boston, I sadly did not have much time to put in to this chapter. I kinda feel like this one may feel a bit rushed... maybe if I have time I'll go back and revise it. But probably not.

Oh, and special thanks to "fluttershy 1700" for helping me decide on who should star in ch 3...

...please don't kill me.

Chapter 4

Night finally fell over Equestria, and Princess Luna stared into the dark sky. No stars dotted the vast black canvas that she was in charge of, and the moon was tinted a slight shade of red. She shook her head, walking back inside her room, unable to concentrate enough to complete her normally beautiful night sky.

She quickly glanced over the many letters and reports on her table, all of them detailing the current status of the war. What angered her the most was that almost every report she read was an event that could have been prevented had her sister Celestia listened to her. Luna took a deep breath to stop from shouting in frustration as she recalled the advice she tried to give her sister; Cloudsdale would be a prime target due to it being home to the Wonderbolts, Twilight and her friends should move to Canterlot to stay protected, and more guards should be posted in and around the major transportation hubs of Equestria. Instead, her sister insisted on trying to keep the populace calm by not deploying her soldiers all over, not to mention refusing to order an overwhelming assault on the griffons. No, her sister instead refused to budge from her method of diplomacy and peace, thinking talks could end this war…

Luna slammed her hoof on the table in frustration, dark thoughts beginning to cloud her mind. Why didn’t her sister trust her more to take control of the army? Couldn’t she see this war needed to end now? A knock at her door snapped her out of her thoughts, and she sighed with relief that she had something to distract her.

“Enter!” she commanded.

One of her guards entered the room, bowing to his mistress before speaking. “Your highness, I am sorry to bother you, but one of the scouts has reported a gathering of griffons to the north of Canterlot.”

The guard bowed once again before taking his leave, leaving Luna alone to think. She was supposed to immediately inform her sister of signs of griffon attacks, but Celestia was fast asleep, not to mention that this problem needed to be addressed now, and the night was Luna’s specialty.

Firm on her decision, Princess Luna summoned her messenger. “Quickly, inform my guards that we are to leave immediately.” she said. The messenger bowed and galloped off to inform the guardians of the night. Once she was alone again, her horn glowed and she was enveloped in a dark blue mist, reappearing in a form that she had hoped to leave behind for good, and her sister would not likely be pleased to see again. But this was war, and certain measures needed to be taken.

“You foals, you should have never betrayed Equestria, for we are coming for you.” she spoke softly yet menacingly. “Nightmare Moon is coming for you all.”

If anypony had been still awake in Canterlot and looked into the night sky, what they would have seen would be quite an impressive yet sinister sight. Nightmare Moon led hundreds of her bat-winged guards across the blackened sky, their silhouettes only visible as they crossed the now blood-red moon. But nopony was awake to see this impressive show of force, and Luna and her soldiers flew uninterrupted into the night, headed north to where they would meet their foes.

Spitfire paced back and forth in her office, ignoring the sound of somepony knocking at her door. With a sigh, Soarin opened the door on his own and entered the office of his commanding officer, knowing all too well that she would despise the news he was about to deliver.

“What is it, Soarin? Are the weather machines finally off?” Spitfire asked bluntly.

Soarin gulped before answering her. “No, they’re not off yet. The engineer pegasi said that it’s going to be a week or two before they can get all the machines off. There’s more damage than they expected, and without us able to bring in any unicorns to remove the magical power sources they have to disable the machines without completely destroying them.”

“Unacceptable!” Spitfire shouted, kicking a nearby chair into the wall, causing the chair to shatter. “It’s almost been a week since those scum snuck right under our noses and trapped all of us here! By the time we get the machines shut off, those griffons could have overrun all of Equestria! We are completely powerless and useless while we remain trapped here. We need to get out and get to Canterlot NOW!”

“Don’t you think I know that?” Soarin shouted back. “But what choice do we have? We’re all working as hard as we can. We’re lucky that Cloudsdale has enough food to last us until we can break free. But the pegasi are having enough trouble just getting from building to building with all the lightning out there. We don’t have any other choice than waiting.”

Spitfire looked out her window, watching dozens of lightning bolts streak through the sky each second. Soarin thought he had finally got Spitfire to listen to reason, but she shook her head in disagreement.

“No, there’s one more option. One more thing we haven’t tried yet.” she said. She walked to her locker where she kept her flight suit and began putting it on.

“Spits, what in Tartarus do you think you’re doing?” Soarin asked. “You know too well that it’s impossible to fly around Cloudsdale with this lightning.”

“I’m not going to fly around this city. I’m flying out of here.” Spitfire said bluntly.

“That’s suicide!” Soarin cried out. “There’s absolutely no way any pegasus can get through those clouds without being killed! Even being in one of the clouds when the lightning goes off can kill them!”

Spitfire finished donning her outfit, ignoring Soarin’s pleas. “Then I guess I better be lucky.” she said, making some small adjustments before heading to the door. As she was about to leave, she turned her head to her loyal friend. “Look, I can’t order you or anypony else to come. But if anypony wants to volunteer to try something rather than sit around and wait for Equestria to burn, I’ll be in the flight hall for an hour before I leave.”

Soarin stood silently as Spitfire left, his mind an absolute torrent of thoughts, worries, and guilt. She was right, sitting here would get nothing done, but getting needlessly killed wouldn’t help win the fight either. Sighing tiredly, he walked to the Wonderbolt’s barracks to inform his pegasi of what Spitfire wanted.

Spitfire entered the flight hall five minutes before the hour time limit was up and was not surprised by what she saw. Only three Wonderbolts in full flight gear stood around chatting, going silent as they saw her enter the room. She walked up to each of them, giving them a sincere hug of appreciation for what they volunteered for. A very short briefing ensued, the plan being to take any means necessary to get out of the city and to rendezvous in Canterlot within 24 hours. She asked them if they knew just how deadly this attempt would be, and each of them nodded grimly, fully knowing that there was a better chance of Princess Luna officially changing her name to Princess Bright Butt than them surviving.

“Right, let’s do this.” Spitfire said, lowering her flight goggles as she headed to the door. As she was about to open the door it was pulled open by somepony else, a fully suited Wonderbolt blocking the door.

“Soarin?” Spitfire exclaimed. “I told you, I have to do this. You can’t stop me.”

“I know. I’m not here to stop you.” he replied, taking a deep breath before he continued. “I’m here to join you. You were right. We have to try something.”

Spitfire embraced him, then surprised him by drawing him in for a deep passionate kiss. The move catches Soarin completely off guard, but he is disappointed that it doesn’t last as long as he had hoped for. As Spitfire breaks the kiss, she smiles at her best friend, her eyes showing that she genuinely did appreciate his decision. “Let’s get out of here.” she says to her companion, leading the way outside.

As the five pegasi stepped outside, they stared in awe at the sky above them, lightning violently lighting up the darkness caused by the thick layer of clouds. As long as they stayed below the rooftops of the buildings they were protected from the lightning. But as soon as any pegasus rose above the roofs, they became a prime target for the deadly bolts of electricity. Spitfire nodded to her companions, and all at once they took off, flying as quick as they could towards the sky. They quickly fell into an inverted wedge formation, hoping to stick together as long as possible. Avoiding the lightning bolts proved challenging to all five of them, a few near misses rattling the nerves of even Spitfire. But they all managed to dodge the bolts and fell back into their formation, and after what seemed like an eternity they finally reached the layer of clouds.

As the group entered the cloud layer, Spitfire gasped as the density of the clouds brought her to almost a complete stop. Her wingponies also struggled with the clouds, and as they struggled upwards one pegasus began to fall behind. Spitfire stopped to wait for him, turning around and seeing that he was still in the cloud below hers. Her eyes widened as the cloud the pegasus was still struggling in began to glow, signaling the formation of a lightning bolt.

“Hurry, get out of there!” Spitfire yelled. The dark shadow of a pegasus began to become visible through the cloud, but just as he was about to break free the cloud exploded in a bright light, a scream of pain coming from the unfortunate pegasus. The cry of pain was cut short as the cloud went dark just as quickly as it had been lit, and Spitfire knew that the pegasus was lost for good. She struggled to continue flying up, cursing the griffons who had caused this whole mess and vowing to make every single one pay with their life.

She had lost track of Soarin and the other remaining Wonderbolts, but she hoped that they had already made it out of the clouds and were safely flying to Canterlot. Just as she finished that thought, another cry from a pegasus sounded, it too abruptly ending. A rare thought entered Spitfire’s head; ‘maybe I was wrong. Maybe Soarin was right, maybe we should have stayed and waited for the engineers to finish disabling the cloud machines.’

Spitfire grimaced, mentally kicking herself for thinking such thoughts. She continued to push forwards with new vigor, swearing to avenge her fallen teammates. Her wings were exhausted from the sheer effort they had to put up and her mind screamed at her to stop, but she continued to fly up farther and farther, somehow miraculously avoiding clouds that were about to discharge their electricity.

Soon the pain started to become unbearable even for her, and she couldn’t help but cry lightly from the burning pain in her wings. But just as she was about to give up, she broke through the final layer of clouds, one last cry of determination escaping her lips as she felt the dense resistance disappear. Unable to stay aloft much longer, she spread her wings and glided down to the earth far below, collapsing in exhaustion once her hooves touched down on the ground.

Spitfire looked up, gazing at the dark gray clouds engulfing her home city. She didn’t see any other pony anywhere, and she could only hope that she wasn’t the only pegasus to make it out alive. She thought back to each of the Wonderbolts who had volunteered to go with her today, thinking back on the first time she met them. The last pegasus to enter her mind was none other than Soarin, and she brushed away a tear that started to form in one of her eyes.

“No.” she said to herself. “No, he can’t be dead. Soarin must have made it out. He’s probably already on his way to Canterlot like we planned. Yeah, that’s it…”

With renewed hope, Spitfire spread her wings and took off once again, the pain in her wings had subsided enough for her to manage the flight to the pony capital. All through the flight, only one thought occupied her mind; revenge.

Soarin did make it out of Cloudsdale, but just barely. As he was clearing the final layer of clouds he was grazed by a cloud that had just released a bolt of lightning. While not enough to kill him, he was knocked out from the bolt and fell out of the sky, miraculously landing in a nearby river and was swept downriver. The cold water woke him from his unconscious state and he was able to scramble back to the surface before he drowned, but there was barely enough energy left in him to stay afloat. Unable to swim for shore, Soarin was left at the mercy of the current, and it took close to an hour for him to finally be swept to a section of river shallow enough to stand up in.

Soarin staggered to dry land, collapsing once he reached the soft grass and gasped for air. Rolling over on his back he stared at the blackened sky, gazing at the blood red moon. He was too tired to wonder why Luna didn’t spread her stars tonight, instead his thoughts were occupied by how he was going to find his way back to Canterlot. His thoughts were interrupted by a glowing light coming towards him, and soon voices could be heard as well. Looking to his side, Soarin’s heart seemed to miss a few beats as two griffons came walking out of the bushes and approached him, one holding a torch while the other wore a satchel bag.

Soarin was in absolutely no condition to fight, and he closed his eyes as he accepted his fate. His eyes opened in surprise as he felt one of the griffons gently touch him, almost as if they were examining him. Looking at the two griffons now standing over him, one was indeed inspecting his body while the other was retrieving bandages from the bag.

“What the- what are you doing?” he asked, puzzled that he hadn’t had his throat slit yet.

“Be still. You had quite a fall and it looks like a leg and wing may be broken.” one griffon said calmly.

“Saw me fall? But how? Why are you treating my injuries?” Soarin asked, obeying the griffons command to not move.

“Yes, we were scouting the area for the rest of our group when we saw you fall in the distance. We tried getting to you sooner but the river took you away before we got to where you fell. We followed the river in hopes that you hadn’t drowned, and found you here. And we can’t let you die, you’re much more useful to us alive than dead.” the griffon bandaging his body said.

“Your group? Are you part of the griffon army?”

Both griffons let out a soft laugh. “Ha, we’d rather be sent straight to Tartarus than be part of that savage party. No, a small group of us do not support this demand for blood and violence our new ‘leader’ so desperately desires, so seeing as we would be banished anyway for opposing his wishes, some of us left the griffon homeland in search of a new home, or at least temporary protection in Canterlot.”

The other griffon nodded in agreement. “But we can’t just walk in to your capital and expect the guards there to welcome us as refugees. That’s why we’re happy to have you here, so you can vouch for us.”

Soarin smiled, glad that there were indeed some griffons who also opposed the senseless violence. His two saviors finished bandaging his broken limbs and helped him to his hooves, slowly guiding him through the brush to their camp. Soarin couldn’t help but gasp at what he saw. He was expecting a small handful of griffons to be present, maybe a dozen or so at the most. But in front of him close to a hundred tents stood erect in a clearing, the griffons in the temporary refugee camp easily numbering over two hundred. All the griffons there seemed to be happy to see him as he was escorted through the camp to the medical tent. Even the griffon children smiled and waved at the pegasus, giggling at the strange looking creature that many of them had never seen before. Once at the medical station, he was given a bed to rest in and he eagerly lay down to rest his body. A doctor came over to conduct a more thorough examination, and after a short while Soarin was told that he should be fine in the morning, and that the leader of the refugees wished to talk to him about possibly seeking help from the princesses. Not wanting to keep the tired pegasus up, the doctor left Soarin after a short while, telling him to sleep as much as he wanted, and that if he needed anything to just call. Soarin couldn’t help but smile once again, his heart now full of hope that peace could exist between the two species. Closing his eyes, Soarin fell asleep with ease, and he fell into a peaceful slumber.

A scream woke Soarin up, his eyes snapping open as his senses let him know that something was terribly, terribly wrong. Outside his tent a bright glowing could be seen, and dark shadows dashing in every direction danced on the canvas walls. More screams could be heard outside, as could the clash of metal on metal. Stumbling out of bed, Soarin limped over to the entrance and pulled back the tent flap, horrified by what he saw…

Fire consumed the entire camp, almost every tent in the clearing now on fire. Dark figures swooped down from the sky, some carrying torches and dropping them on the untouched tents. The griffons who had taken shelter inside ran out of the burning shelters, only to be assaulted by more of the mysterious dark figures. Some of the griffons were impaled by spears while others were simply beaten to death. Soarin dove out of the way as he saw a trio of the figures flying towards him, clearing his tent just before it too was engulfed in flames. As the assailants flew over him, he got a clear view of just who was attacking, and his heart dropped to his stomach.

“Oh dear Luna, no, please no.” he softly said, not wanting to believe what he was seeing. But the armor he saw was unmistakably Luna’s night guards.

“Luna! Stop! Call them off! Call them off!” Soarin yelled out at the top of his lungs, hoping the princess of the night would hear him. But his cries were drowned out by the screams from the griffons, none of which had any weapons to fight back with.

Soarin’s eyes dashed all over, trying to find some way… any way…. to stop the slaughter and save the innocent griffons. He saw a pair of small griffons huddling under a bush about fifty feet away, and Soarin tried to rush over to them as quickly as he could before any of the guards found them. Halfway to them, a group of four guards appeared out of nowhere, landing between him and the two adolescent griffons.

“No!” Soarin shouted out, but his words fell on deaf ears.

The four bat-winged ponies descended mercilessly on the cowering griffons, and their screams pierced Soarin’s heart as he ignored his own pains and rushed over.

“For Celestia’s sake, stop! They’re unarmed! They’re just young ones! Stop!” he pleaded, gasping for air as he got closer to them. He made one last leap and stretched his hoof out, but just as he was about to knock over one of the guards attacking the two innocent griffons, Soarin found himself being swept away by an unknown pony.

Soarin and his unknown companion flew away from the massacre, and he got one last glimpse of the scene below, unable to look away from the carpet of dead griffon bodies covering the ground. The two remained airborne for a short time, and once Soarin found himself back on the ground he scrambled away from the monster that had taken him, turning to look at who or what had taken him away. He gasped as he clearly saw who had taken him away from the camp…

“Spitfire! What are you doing?”

“Dear Celestia, Soarin, what were you doing in the middle of all that? Did those griffons capture you?” Spitfire asked him, walking up to him and inspecting his bandaged wounds.

“Spits, we have to get back there! We have to stop them!” Soarin said desperately, but Spitfire held him back.

“Woah there, calm down. It’s okay, Princess Luna and her night guard will take care of those scum.” Spitfire said. “There’s nowhere for them to run, and we caught them so off guard they didn’t even have time to grab their weapons.”

“They don’t have any! Those aren’t part of the griffon army, they were refugees seeking shelter!” Soarin protested.

Spitfire let out a laugh. “You really think those were just innocent griffons, Soarin? There is no such thing as an innocent griffon. Their entire kind wants us all dead, so why should we offer any of them help?”

“But they helped me!” Soarin countered, showing his bandaged leg and wing to her. “They found me and helped me after I fell from Cloudsdale and into a river. Why would they do that if they just wanted to kill me?”

Spitfire was taken aback momentarily before turning her back on him. “I… I don’t know. But you still can’t trust them, I’m sure they had another motive for saving you. They probably wanted to use you as a prisoner or hostage.”

“Then why would they bring their females and children with them?” Soarin asked her, becoming more frantic. “It doesn’t add up! There’s no way they meant any harm, and I owe it to them to try to help them also!”

Avoiding Spitfire’s grasp, Soarin raced off back to the griffon’s camp, his broken leg burning with pain as he struggled through the brush. He gritted his teeth and ignored his body’s please for him to stop, his mind concentrating on getting back as quickly as possible. It didn’t take long for him to see the forest begin to light up as he neared the burning camp, and as he broke through to the clearing he choked back a sob as he gazed upon the worst carnage he had ever seen.

Countless bodies lay strewn all across the ground, the rows and rows of tents now burnt to mere piles of ash. All of the ponies had left the area, no doubt on their way back home to Canterlot. Soarin walked amidst the bodies, careful not to step on any of the corpses, as he searched for any survivors that may have been left. His hopes of finding a griffon still alive dwindled as he saw just how methodically the ponies had executed each one, many of the wounds looking postmortem, most likely to ensure that none were left alive. The entire scene made Soarin sick to his stomach, but what really struck him in the gut was seeing the numerous bodies of griffon children that had not been spared either, and if it weren’t for the fact that he had seen the attack with his own eyes, he would never believe that anypony could be responsible for such a tragedy.

Soarin stopped as he came across one griffon body, a familiar satchel bag still harnessed to his body. He felt a knot form in his stomach as he looked closer at the bag, noticing a red cross stitched into the fabric. Soarin wasn’t able to take any more and he quickly made his way back into the woods and cried. He knew now that he was right, that none of these griffons wished any harm on any pony. He didn’t see a single griffon in armor or in possession of any form of weapon, but plenty of spears used by the Canterlot guards littered the grounds.

“There you are!” Spitfire called out, landing next to Soarin. “What the hay do you think you’re doing? Come on, we should get you to the hospital. Those wounds don’t look so good.”

Spitfire led Soarin farther away from the burnt remains of the griffon camp, expressing her high hopes that she would be included in the next attack on the griffons. Soarin, however, remained silent the entire trip, unable to summon the courage to tell Spitfire to shut up and retain some decency.

They made it back to Canterlot just as the sun began to rise, and Spitfire led her companion to the hospital and checked him in before being led away by two guards to see Princess Luna herself. Soarin was more than happy to finally have some peace and quiet. He stared out the window in his room, looking out at the trees in the distance. Somewhere out there, the bodies of innocent griffons and their children lay forgotten in the woods, a tear falling down his face.

Author's Note

wtf??? a chapter with no clop???

Chapter 5

Far to the north of Equestria, all was almost normal for the Crystal Empire. Though the Griffon Kingdom was less than half a day’s flight from the crystal ponies, a large mountain range separated the two. The mountains were too high to fly over, and high winds and unpredictable weather stopped anypony from trying to climb over it. Thus, any travel between the two kingdoms required travelers to detour south around the mountains. Despite this natural barrier, Princess Celestia had offered to send any spare guards up to the Crystal Empire, but Captain Shining Armor declined this offer, knowing that between the physical barrier and the shield provided by the Crystal Heart that there was little need for an increased guard presence.

Life for most of the crystal ponies continued as normal, as the shield around the city stayed up every day just in case Sombra tried to return. While Shining Armor was called away frequently to oversee defenses in all the major cities, Princess Cadence stayed put in the kingdom, assisting the civilians any way she could. Once a week the crystal ponies would have to leave the protection of the Crystal Heart to gather supplies, so Cadence would use her magic to cast a smaller protective shield and escort the ponies outside into the wilderness. Most of her time was spent keeping morale up within her city, managing to keep a smiling face on all of her citizens as dark events occurred in the rest of Equestria.

As Cadence trotted back to the castle after another day of touring the Crystal Empire, she saw two certain guards standing outside the castle doors. It took every last bit of will power to retain her pace, smiling and nodding at the guards who saluted her in return. Once she was inside the castle, she broke out into a run, dashing up the stairs as quickly as she could. She couldn’t help but feel overjoyed by the sight of those two guards, because it meant only one thing;

‘Shining Armor is finally home!’ Cadence thought.

She finally reached their bedroom and burst through the door. Getting used to his wife’s enthusiasm, Shining Armor didn’t flinch as he heard the door slam open as he stared out the window overlooking the city. He turned around just in time for his wife to tackle him in her excitement, feeling her lips lock onto his as she kissed him as hard as she could.

It took a few minutes for Cadence to finally break her kiss, giving time for Shining to finally breathe. He couldn’t help but smile at his overjoyed wife who now sat on his chest. “Missed me, huh?” he asked her.

“Any time away from you is too long.” Cadence said, giving Shining one more kiss before finally allowing him to get back up. “How was your trip? Any word on what’s going on out there?”

“Things aren’t getting much better, I’m afraid.” Shining Armor said remorsefully. “There still hasn’t been any contact with Cloudsdale at all because of that storm around it, and we still haven’t found any trace of that missing unicorn. Plus there are rumors that a large griffon force was found just north of Canterlot, but Princess Luna somehow stopped them all.”

Cadence nodded, saddened that there were still ponies that were suffering and she was powerless to help without abandoning her subjects. Shining sensed her feelings and embraced her in a hug. “Sit will be okay, honey. Before you know it, this whole ordeal will be over.” he said in a comforting voice.

Cadence smiled again, happy that her husband was here to comfort her. “Well, I’m happy that you’re back and safe.” she said to him. “How long until you have to leave again?”

“Not for a while. Not unless something else happens.” Shining said. “I could use a break anyways. Traveling almost every day has drained me completely of all my energy.”

“All of your energy?” Cadence said teasingly. “That’s too bad. I had a welcome home surprise planned for you. If you manage to find any more energy, I’ll be in bed.” she said seductively, flicking Shining’s chin with her tail as she walked past. He stared as his wife walked away while putting emphasis on the sway of her ass as she took each step, making sure her tail was raised just enough to give him a peek of her glistening sex.

‘Damn it, Cadence, I’m supposed to debrief my men and change their patrol sectors. Why must you tempt me so?’ Shining Armor thought, his loins begging for him to take her offer.

“Buck it.” he said, throwing aside his thoughts of work and went after his wife.

Cadence and Shining decided to sleep in the next morning, but the fates didn’t allow them to do so as they awoke to somepony knocking on their door. Shining Armor stumbled out of bed and opened the door, revealing one of his guards saluting him. Shining returned the salute, hoping that whatever report the guard was about to deliver was worth waking him up for.

“Sir, sorry to disturb you so early, but we thought you should know that we took a prisoner late last night and we just secured it in the prison.” the guard said. “It was captured while patrol four was making their rounds around the southern sectors.”

Shining came to full attention, shocked by the news he heard. “A griffon captured this close to us? But why would they send even scouts up this way? They also know that they can’t penetrate the Crystal Heart’s magic.”

“Um, sir, it wasn’t a griffon.” the guard said. “I think it’s best that you and Princess Cadence come see for yourselves.”

Cadence had heard the commotion and walked up beside her husband. Nodding that she was ready to go, the royal couple followed the guard, making their way from the brightly lit bedroom down to the dark dungeon below the castle.

At the entrance of the dungeon, a small group of guards were surrounding the four pony patrol that was responsible for capturing the prisoner. As soon as they saw Cadence and Shining walking towards them, they quickly snapped to attention and cleared the way for them to pass. They soon came to the cell holding the prisoner, and both Shining Armor and Cadence gasped when they saw what the guards had imprisoned.

“A… a changeling?” Shining said in disbelief.

Inside the cell, a lone changeling drone lay on the ground, its eyes staring at the ponies in front of it. Shining Armor turned to the four guards responsible for finding it. “Where did you find it? How did you see through its disguise?”

“Sir, we found it a few miles from here. It was wandering just off the road, trying to hide in the bushes. It wasn’t impersonating anypony. Actually, not once did we see it even try to change.” one of the guards said.

Shining turned his attention back to the changeling, slightly puzzled that the creature didn’t try to morph to escape detection. He glared at the changeling for a few more moments before he and Cadence left the prison.

Back in their room, Cadence looked on worriedly as her husband paced back and forth. “Honey, wearing out the floor isn’t going to do you any good.” she said, hoping to calm him down.

His wife’s words didn’t seem to reach him. “A changeling this close to us is not good at all. The entire land of Equestria is already busy defending itself from the griffons, we don’t have any guards to spare for battling these changelings.” he muttered.

Cadence knew that the idea in her head would be tough to sell to Shining, but she tried anyway. “Maybe… maybe we could try talking to their queen, see if we can make some sort of truce or pact to prevent any attacks.” she suggested.

Shining stopped in his tracks and stared at her in bewilderment. “Cadence, what are you saying? Did you forget what those creatures did to you? What they did to us? They almost killed you to take over Canterlot! They also attacked Twily and her friends and also managed to overpower Princess Celestia! There’s no way that ponies could ever live side by side with those monsters!”

“We don’t have to become allies with them.” Cadence said. “We just need to reach an agreement not to attack each other during this conflict with the griffons. Who knows, maybe we can make it so we never have to worry about the changelings ever again.”

Shining shook his head. “There’s no way that could ever happen. Those things would never agree to something like that.” he said. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to leave immediately for Canterlot and inform Princess Celestia of this to see what she wishes to do about this situation.”

“But you just got back!” Cadence said, feeling her heart sink. “Can’t you just wait a few more days? Maybe this one got lost or is a loner. We don’t know that their entire kind is about to attack.”

“I’m sorry, hon.” Shining said. “But I have to go. We can’t take any chances, especially now. I love you, Cadence. I promise I’ll be back soon.”

Shining Armor gave Cadence a quick kiss before leaving her alone in their room, and before long she watched sadly as her Shining Armor once again led his guards out of the city and back towards Canterlot. Cadence fought the urge to cry, holding back her tears as her mind raced, wondering how the world could seem to crumble in chaos like this.

‘There must be some way to make peace with the changelings.’ Cadence thought. This was the first time any changeling had been seen since she and Shining Armor defeated Chrysalis and her army of drones on their wedding day. Almost nothing was known about them before that day, and after defeating them still very little was known about the strange creatures. One of the biggest mysteries about the changelings was their environment; nopony knew where the changelings came from or what kind of environment they lived in, let alone if they lived in cities, underground, or as nomads.

‘But there is one creature here that knows.’ Cadence realized. A vague plan quickly formed in her head, and despite her knowing that Shining Armor would never approve of it she decided to give it a try. Calling over one of her trusted maids, Cadence whispered to her what she needed her to do. The crystal pony knew better than to ask for more details, nodding her head and set off to do her mistress’s bidding. Waiting until nightfall, Cadence finally left her room and made her way back to the dungeons.

Stepping carefully, Cadence silently made her way down the eerie hallway. Though long gone, Sombra’s dark presence still seemed to linger underneath the Crystal castle. She peeked around the final corner, seeing that no guards were present.

“Good job.” she whispered, seeing that her maid had come through and found some way to remove the guards from the area. She walked over to the cell with the changeling, and as she approached it the changeling stood up and hissed at the princess.

“It’s okay, I’m not here to hurt you.” Cadence said softly. The changeling went quiet but still stood alert, unsure what she wanted from it.

“I want to speak to your queen, but I need help finding her.” Cadence explained to it, hoping that it could understand her. “I’ll make a deal with you. I will set you free if you promise to take me to your queen.”

The changeling made no movement, obviously trying to determine if her offer was some sort of trap.

“I promise you’ll be free. Nopony else will come with us. Just me.” she ensured. A few more moments of silence followed before the changeling finally nodded in agreement. “Thank you.” Cadence said softly, her horn glowing as she unlocked the cell and the door swung open.

The drone slowly stepped forwards, glancing left and right to confirm that no guards were hiding nearby. Cadence lead the way further down the hallway to a small utility door tucked away in a corner. She opened the door and stepped outside into the garden behind the castle, closely followed by the changeling drone. Again, no guards were to be seen anywhere, and the strange duo made their way out through the quieter parts of the Crystal Empire, finally making their way to the edge of the protective bubble the Crystal Heart provided.

Cadence made a small hole for them to pass through, and once outside she turned to the changeling. “Okay, I’ll follow you now.” she said. The drone simply nodded once again, buzzing its wings as a signal that they should fly. Cadence spread her wings and both took off, flying south east. Cadence was slightly surprised, thinking that the changelings had come from the mountains to the west of Canterlot. She was even more surprised when, after just over an hour of flying, the drone began to descend into the woods just beyond Neighagra Falls.

‘They were this close all along?’ Cadence thought in horror. Though she was thankful that no changeling attack had ever occurred since her wedding day, she still had an uneasy feeling now knowing that the changeling hive was this close to her city. Her gut feeling told her to turn back and return to the safety of her castle, but she was determined to see this through for her citizens and followed the changeling into the woods.

They landed on the soft ground and the drone began walking off deeper into the woods with Cadence in tow. As soon as her hooves touched the ground, Cadence had the feeling that something was watching her, and her feelings were soon proved right as the leaves above her rustled and another changeling dropped behind her, following her and her guide. More movement in the trees alerted her to more of them following her movements but she continued to follow the lead drone until they reached a large hole leading into the ground with two more changelings standing guard. The two guards took an aggressive stance but allowed Cadence to pass, and she descended into the dark tunnel. Thanks to the numerous glowing mushrooms lining the walls and ceiling of the tunnel Cadence didn’t have to use her magic to light her way, as the changelings would most likely take her use of magic as a threat and overwhelm her. The tunnel made numerous twists and turns, and soon Cadence was completely lost and had no hope of escape if anything went wrong. The sound of more changelings moving around in the side tunnels could be heard, and Cadence wondered just how many changelings could be under Chrysalis’s command. She was unable to guess, though, as she was finally led to a large cavern, the four changelings standing guard once again allowing her and the lead drone to pass.

Cadence couldn’t help but stare at the cavern, the ceiling littered with empty cocoons while on the ground just one figure could be seen. Chrysalis.

The changeling queen walked up to Cadence, smirking as she looked over the princess of love. “Well, this is quite the surprise. My drones told me that some pony was coming this way, but I didn’t expect you to be that pony. To what do I owe this pleasure?” she said amusingly.

“I’m not here to fight. I’ve come here with a proposition for you.” Cadence declared, for now remaining bold and confident despite being outnumbered by the hundreds. “I have a proposition for peace between your changelings and my ponies.”

“Let me guess, you want me and my changelings to leave you ponies alone so you can concentrate your efforts against the griffons, and in return you and your pony kind will forgive my actions and won’t try to kill us on sight anymore.” Chrysalis said in a bored matter-of-fact tone.

Cadence was shocked that the changeling queen seemed to read her exact thoughts. “How… how did you know?” she admitted.

“Pfft, please, it’s not that hard to figure out.” Chrysalis said. “Even a snail could figure out that’s why you came here today. I’ll admit, I’m impressed that you personally came instead of sending your hubby’s sister and her friends. But I’m afraid that the deal just isn’t good enough for me to accept. Even you know that.”

Cadence did know, but she had hoped that it would have worked anyway. “What would it take to stop you all from attacking everypony?” she asked, hoping Chrysalis’s demands were reasonable.

Chrysalis paused to think for a moment. “Hmm, well, ever since you defeated me, I have been unable to provide an adequate supply of food for my changeling brood. I have less than a quarter of the changelings I used to have, but even keeping this few healthy is proving almost impossible. If you would be willing to help us obtain a reliable food source, maybe peace could be made.”

“I’m sorry, I cannot do that.” Princess Cadence said. “I can’t commit anypony to live the rest of their life as food for you.”

“Well, that much is obvious.” Chrysalis replied. “But there may be another way to help us feed without having to give up one of your subjects as a sacrifice.”

Cadence racked her brain to try to guess what Chrysalis meant by that, but she was unable to think of anything. “What do you mean?” she finally asked.

Chrysalis smiled, overjoyed that there was something that she knew that the princess did not. “I’m guessing that you ponies still don’t know much about my changelings, do you?” Cadence shook her head no. “Well, we changelings do more than just feed off of any creature’s love. We can mate with almost any creature and take on some of their traits. For instance, our horns and wings are the result of my kind mating with unicorns and pegasi many, many years ago.” Chrysalis explained, spreading her wings and bowing her head to show off her crooked horn.

Cadence was slightly disturbed by this fact but managed to not show her disgust. “I still don’t understand how your… mating habits… fit in to what you want. What would you want to mate with to be able to feed your brood?” Cadence asked, completely confused.

“With you, of course.” Chrysalis grinned.

“M-m-me? What do you mean?” Cadence asked in shock. “How… how would that solve anything?”

“Well, you are the princess of love.” Chrysalis said. “If you allowed my changelings to mate with you, we could make a new breed of changeling that should be able to feed the rest of the hive with your infused magic.”

Cadence staggered back a few steps. “Wait, hold on, you want me to breed with a changeling? I can’t… how would that even work? I can’t go around pregnant with a changeling! Besides, I’m married, I could never do that to Shining Armor!” she declared.

“Don’t worry about how, I can ensure that you’d be able to give us what we need in a very short amount of time. And don’t worry about your husband either. He seemed to enjoy the pleasures a changeling can provide, so I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if you tried it also.” Chrysalis teased.

Cadence tried to hide the sting Chrysalis’s words inflicted. “I’m sorry, I can’t do it.” she said, turning to try to leave.

“Hmph, typical. You selfishly choose to risk everypony’s life instead of taking one small sacrifice.” Chrysalis said.

Her words stopped Cadence cold in her tracks, the words piercing her heart. Gritting her teeth, Cadence knew that the changeling queen’s words did hold some truth. She hung her head and took a deep breath before turning around and nodded ever so slightly. “Okay, you win, I’ll help you.” Cadence said with no other choice.

“Excellent, I knew you would do the right thing.” Chrysalis said, her horn flashing a few times. A few moments later a dozen changelings entered the cavern. At first appearance nothing seemed out of the ordinary about them, but upon closer inspection they differed slightly than the regular drones. Half of these changelings sported slightly bulging stomachs while the other changelings had relatively large sets of testicles between their rear legs.

“These are my breedlings, changelings that are responsible for repopulating my hive.” Chrysalis explained. “As you can see, they haven’t had much need to breed lately, so they may be a bit pent up. Now, lay down.”

Cadence couldn’t help but stare at the male breedlings’ cocks as they began to grow erect, no doubt due to her magical aura. “I still don’t understand how I’m supposed to infuse my magic into them.” Cadence admitted, doing as Chrysalis commanded and settled down on her stomach

“Don’t worry, they know exactly what to do.” Chrysalis smirked. Before Cadence could press for more information, one of the female changelings approached her pressed its sex right up against hers.

“What the… but isn’t this one a female?” Cadence called out, now completely bewildered as to just what was going on. Chrysalis remained silent as the female breedling began to breath heavier, and soon Cadence’s eyes went wide in surprise as she felt something warm and squishy being pushed out of the breedling and into her. As the foreign object effortlessly made its way into Cadence’s body she started to pull away, but the gooey mass was already inside of her. Cadence now had absolutely no idea what this breedling was trying to do or how this was supposed to create some sort of hybrid, but as she tried to stand up she felt the goo begin to move on its own, not headed out of her body but deeper into her pussy. She gasped as she felt every wiggle and jerk the slime made, and Cadence was able to turn her head just enough to see the breedling’s horn aglow, obviously using magic to move the object into her womb. She felt no pain as it the goo slid easily past her cervix and straight into her womb, and once it was all inside of her the female breedling’s horn dimmed and it walked away.

Cadence’s front legs gave out, leaving her rear raised in the air as she tried to adjust to the weird sensation. She felt oddly full, and was unsure of what she was supposed to do next. One of the male breedlings answered that question for her as he came up behind her and mounted her, pressing his erect changeling cock against her tight opening.

“No, wait!” Cadence cried out, but her words fell on deaf ears as the changeling thrust forward, penetrating the pink princess with his cock. She gasped as the cock entered her, sliding all the way into her until she felt the changeling’s body pressed up against her ass. Again, there was almost no pain from the sudden impalement, but Cadence suddenly felt the changeling’s cock begin to grow more inside of her until the breedling’s cock filled her completely. The tip of its cock was now firmly wedged against her cervix and the walls of her pussy were stretched just to the point where she felt completely filled. The breedling finally began to thrust in and out of her, causing Cadence to involuntarily cry out in pleasure as the cock seemed to hit every pleasure point inside of her body. Never before had she felt so good, and she had to bite down on her hoof to stop from crying out anymore and demanding to be fucked harder.

‘Oh Celestia, this feels so good! It’s so big, it’s almost better than… Shining. Oh no…’ Cadence thought.

“Wait, stop, I… I can’t do this. I can’t betray Shining Armor like this.” Cadence suddenly called out, tears coming to her eyes. “Please… I can’t do this with anypony besides Shining.”

Chrysalis scowled, becoming frustrated with the princess’s loyalty to her absent husband. Her breedling decided to settle matters itself, transforming itself into a clone of the captain of the Equestrian guards. Though she didn’t feel it transform, something in her gut caused her to look back and she was shocked to see Shining Armor now behind her, his cock deep inside of her.

“Shining?” she managed to softly say.

“Shh, it’s okay honey, just relax. I’ll make you feel better than anypony else can.” the fake Shining Armor said.

Just seeing her husband’s form proved to be enough to send Cadence over the edge, and she gave in to her body’s demand for more pleasure and submit herself to whatever Chrysalis had planned. The fake Shining continued to fuck Cadence, each thrust causing him to bottom out and fill her tight love tunnel completely and causing her to moan and gasp in pleasure.

Chrysalis caught a hint of the smell from Cadence’s pussy, and the changeling queen couldn’t help starting to touch herself while watching Cadence was used by one of her changelings. Her attempts of masturbation were cut short, though, as Cadence cried out as she came, followed closely by the Shining Armor imposter slamming his cock into her one last time before filling her pussy with sperm.

Cadence groaned as she felt the warm seed flood into her. Once it had finished emptying the contents of its balls, the changeling withdrew its cock from the princess and morphed back to its normal form. Cadence finally dropped her rear down, panting heavily from her orgasm as she tried to catch her breath. As the minutes passed, a warm sensation began to build in her lower abdomen, soon followed by a growing pressure in the same place.

“C-Chrysalis, what’s going on?” Cadence asked.

“Hmm? Oh, sorry, just thinking how much I would have liked to join you and my changeling earlier.” Chrysalis said distractedly. “Well, now we just wait a little bit longer. Usually it takes an egg about a week to mature inside a breedling, but with your higher magical levels I’m sure it will take just a few more moments.”

“Hold on, what do you mean an egg?” Cadence asked horrified. “You didn’t say anything about putting some sort of egg inside of m… ohhh.”

Cadence’s worries were interrupted by a sudden jolt of pain near her groin. Looking down, she didn’t see anything out of the ordinary, but she felt the pressure in her womb beginning to increase to a noticeable pain as it finished maturing inside of her.

“How… how do I get it out?” Cadence asked desperately as she felt it pushing painfully against her from the inside.

Chrysalis giggled, this always being her favorite part. “How else do you think? You have to push it out, of course.”

Cadence was afraid that would be the answer she got, but not having any other choice she tried to squeeze her muscles correctly to start the laborious process. She felt her cervix start to spread as the egg tried to push through but it failed to exit. She tried again, pushing with all of her strength and forced the egg out of her womb and into her pussy. The sudden burst of pain she felt as the egg forced her cervix to expand caused her to surprisingly have a small orgasm, lubricating her hole enough to get the egg out the rest of the way without any further painful moments.

As the egg finally began to near the end of its short journey, Chrysalis peered closer at Cadence’s exposed crotch, watching intently as the egg began to part her lower lips and almost stretch to their limit. With one last push, the egg finally was released from Cadence’s pussy with a small squelch and landed on the ground, coated with the princess’s love juices. The first female breedling came forward and picked up the egg, carrying it away further into the changeling tunnels.

“There, you have your new breed of changeling. Our deal is complete.” Cadence panted, happy that the ordeal was over quicker than she expected. She shakily stood up, hoping that Chrysalis would uphold her end of the deal.

“Mmm, not quite. We can’t survive off of just one. You’re going to have to do that again a few more times.” Chrysalis said.

“What? Just how many eggs do I have to make?” Cadence said, beginning to get worried.

“Calm down, calm down, not too many more, just five more.” Chrysalis said, gesturing towards the five remaining pairs of male and female breedlings standing behind her.

Cadence gulped. It wasn’t the fact that she had to give birth to five more eggs that scared her. It was that she kind of liked the whole experience; from the breedling fucking her to squeezing the large egg out of her pussy. She hesitantly nodded, and a second female breedling was soon rubbing up against Cadence, once again depositing the familiar goo deep into her body and right into her womb.

As the second male approached to fertilize Cadence, she held her hoof up to stop him. “Would you mind, um, you know, transforming to Shining Armor like the first one did?” she asked.

“Oh, come on! You have an opportunity here that nopony else may ever get!” Chrysalis said in disbelief. “You could have anypony you want as a partner. You can live out any fantasy you wish! You must want somepony else besides Shining Armor.”

Cadence shook her head. “No, Shining Armor is the only one for me. It hurts me enough that I’m going this far, but the very least I can do is have your changelings look like him while I go through this.”

Chrysalis groaned, frustrated by Cadence’s unwillingness to be more adventurous, but the male breedling transformed as it mounted her, and once again Shining Armor was behind her, sliding his dick into her slick pussy. Once the penis was all the way in, it once again expanded to fill her entire cavity, causing Cadence to moan in pleasure as she was stretched open. Before long, Cadence was back in absolute bliss as the large cock pounded away at her, and this time she did not hold back her vocals.

All the moaning and crying out began to get Chrysalis even hotter and wetter, and she couldn’t help but start to touch herself yet again while watching Cadence and her ‘husband’ roughly fuck right in front of her. Watching the Shining Armor imposter made Chrysalis think back to the time when she was impersonating Cadence and had tried to take over Canterlot. It had taken her longer than expected to seduce the captain to bed since he insisted on waiting until their wedding night, but she was finally able to make him give in and sleep with her, thus giving her complete control over him. While she had purely intended to just screw him once, Shining proved to be quite the surprise for her, as his cock was larger than most ponies she had fucked before, not to mention his stamina and strength were far superior to almost every other pony. She decided to have her fun with him every night, sometimes multiple times a day to not just feed off of his love but to enjoy the simple pleasures of sex.

Another loud cry from Cadence and the changeling caused Chrysalis to refocus her attention to them. The changeling had thrust forward once more and emptied its seed into the princess. She had also obviously just cum also, panting and moaning lewdly as her pussy squeezed every last drop of cum from the fake Shining. Once again the changeling withdrew its member and changed back, allowing Cadence to rest a while before she felt the same heat growing in her womb, the sharp jolt of pain final signaling that the egg was ready to be laid.

With a calmer face than the first time, Cadence squeezed the egg out of her womb and into her vaginal canal, a small orgasm once again rippling through her body as her cervix was stretched open. It wasn’t long until the second egg began to peek out from between her pussy lips and once again slipped out of her body with another obscene squelching noise and was quickly picked up by another female changeling.

“Well, it looks like you’re beginning to enjoy this process.” Chrysalis said, brushing a hoof against Cadence’s wet pussy and licking it. “Mmm, quite the lovely taste you have. I think I may have to join in also.”

Cadence wanted to protest, not keen on the idea of sleeping with the creature that stole her identity and almost stole her husband. However, her thoughts were interrupted as the next female deposited the warm jelly-like substance into her womb, causing an erotic moan to escape her lips.

“I’ll take that as a yes. But don’t worry, I know your condition.” Chrysalis sighed, transforming into Shining Armor as the next male breedling did so too.

The breedling inserted its cock into Cadence’s awaiting pussy and she opened her mouth to moan. Chrysalis took this opportunity to slide her fake Shining Armor cock past her lips and into her mouth and couldn’t help but groan too as she felt Cadence’s warm mouth wrap around her member.

“Mmm, yes, that’s more like it. Suck it nice and deep. Good girl.” Chrysalis said in Shining’s voice. Cadence obeyed, completely lost in ecstasy and pleasure as the two cocks penetrated her from both ends. She swore that the cock in her mouth was growing ever so slightly each time she bobbed her head back and forth until it was almost halfway down her throat.

“Shining…” Cadence managed to murmur despite the cock in her mouth, lost in the pleasure.

Chrysalis was slightly annoyed, not knowing which of the fake Shining Armor’s she was talking about.

“Hmph, can’t have that. Let’s fix this now.” she said, transforming once again. Cadence’s eyes went wide with surprise as she now saw Shining Armor’s dad standing in front of her, his cock down her throat. She gagged as she tried to say his name in surprise but Chrysalis held Cadence’s head down. “Come now, it’s not every day a lucky mare gets to have a father/son threesome.” she teased.

The Shining Armor phony behind Cadence continued to pound away at her ass, and soon Cadence began to resume sucking her father-in-law’s cock as eagerly as when it was Shining’s. Chrysalis smiled as she saw she was finally beginning to unleash Cadence’s darker, more twisted side and wondered just how far she could push the princess of love. As far as the father/son threesome, it didn’t take long for Cadence’s body to spasm as she had another orgasm, and even Chrysalis could tell it was a much stronger one than before. It was enough to send both changelings over the edge themselves, and they both emptied their seed into Cadence’s orifices, flooding her pussy and mouth. Cadence didn’t have much of a choice but to swallow Chrysalis’s cum as it flooded down her throat, but as the cock of her husband’s dad slowly withdrew from her mouth, she got a taste of the cum as one last spurt landed on her tongue. It was sweeter than she expected it to be, and she had no hesitation in swallowing it.

Done with her for now, both the breedling and Chrysalis returned to their normal bodies. “See, was that so bad? You just got off sucking your father-in-law’s dick while being fucked by his son.” Chrysalis teased.

Before Cadence could answer, she groaned as the third egg began to finish forming and began to exit her body. As the egg was starting to push past her cervix, Chrysalis reached down and rubbed a hoof against Cadence’s clit, increasing the princess’s orgasm as the egg passed through her tight opening deep inside of her and out of her pussy. As the egg was being carried away, Cadence collapsed, the last orgasm draining her of all her energy.

“I don’t… I don’t think I can do it anymore.” Cadence panted.

Chrysalis frowned, not ready to give up just halfway to her goal. “Our deal was six. You only managed to do three.” she reminded her.

“I’m sorry, I… I just can’t anymore.” Cadence said again, trying to hang on to the little sanity she had left before she involuntarily lost her mind to her orgasms.

“How about just one more little session, then that will be it. How does that sound?” Chrysalis asked her. Cadence could only nod, and Chrysalis beckoned over the three remaining female breedlings over before Cadence could change her mind. Still in the afterglow of her last orgasm, Cadence didn’t notice the three breedling females depositing their loads into her womb one after another. Chrysalis then whispered her commands to the three male breedlings who nodded in understanding and stepped forward, each transforming into one of her personal body guards. One stepped up and took up a position behind the princess, positioning its cock and sinking it into her quivering sex.

Cadence turned her head to see who was penetrating her and saw one of her guards sinking his cock into her pussy. “N-no, don’t, only Shining c-can… mmm.” she tried to protest, but she lost her will to fight back as her sensitive sex was stuffed with the breedling’s cock. Soon, nothing but moans came from Cadence’s mouth as she was fucked hard by the fake guard, the other two imposters waiting patiently for their turn. Cadence’s mind gave up on only wanting Shining Armor, or at least something that looked exactly like him, to be the only one to load her with cum. Her body now craved anything as she was lost in seeking pleasure, begging to be fucked harder and harder as she approached her peak.

Cadence came once again, her body shaking as her orgasm wracked her body. The breedling once again filled her with cum, and as the fake guard removed its cock the second breedling wasted no time and inserted itself straight into Cadence, causing her to gasp in surprise as she was given no time to recover.

“Ah, w-wait, it’s too s-sensitive!” she tried to plead. Her words were ignored and the second breedling continued, pounding away at Cadence’s pussy. Cadence began to feel a familiar heat and pressure building in her stomach, not as quick as before but still noticeable. “It… mph! It’s getting close.” she managed to pant.

The third breedling looked on annoyed as it realized that it may not get its chance to fuck the princess. Chrysalis noticed her drone’s dilemma and nudged it forward, gesturing for it to join in. The breedling didn’t need a second hint and bolted forward, deciding to follow its queen’s example and pressed the tip of its cock against the princess’s lips. Cadence offered no resistance and let the cock slip into her mouth and down her throat, and while it didn’t go down nearly as far as Chrysalis’s cock did, the breedling’s dick was big enough to slide into the top of her throat.

Chrysalis couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight before her; Cadence being double-teamed by two breedlings disguised as a pair of royal guards. The changeling queen wondered if this session would possibly lead Cadence to fool around with her real guards when Shining Armor was gone. She knew it would most likely never even cross Cadence’s mind, but she enjoyed thinking about that possibility.

Another cry from Cadence signaled that the princess was cumming yet again, and the two breedlings came also, dumping their loads into the princess. Cadence eagerly swallowed the cum pouring into her mouth as her pussy squeezed every drop from the cock inside of her, and when the breedlings removed themselves from her she felt the heat in her stomach increase sharply, but this time it kept on growing until she felt like her womb was on fire.

“What the… what’s going on? It… ugh, it’s so hot!” she moaned, unsure why the heat and pressure inside of her seemed to be going haywire.

“Oh, I thought you would have noticed before. Well, since you were getting tired, I decided to have the last three breedlings go so you could make the final three eggs for me.” Chrysalis replied casually.

“You what? What’s going to happen with three e- ohhh…” Cadence said before grasping her stomach, the pressure building inside of her causing her stomach to slightly bulge. Becoming slightly scared, Cadence began to try to force the eggs out of her womb, moaning and whimpering as the eggs stubbornly remained put. She pushed again and again, finally feeling the three large objects inside of her beginning to move, pressing harder and harder against her cervix until one final push ejected all three eggs out into her vagina. The sudden shock of having all three eggs break through her tight inner opening brought Cadence to one final orgasm, but she managed to keep on pushing until the three eggs finally exited her body and were swiftly taken away.

Absolutely exhausted, Cadence collapsed and passed out. Chrysalis walked up to the unconscious pony, standing over her. A changeling drone walked up behind its queen and hissed, but Chrysalis waved it off.

“No, we had a deal, and she fulfilled her end of the bargain. They get their peace. For now.”

Cadence slowly opened her eyes, her body aching all over, especially the lower half of her body. She saw that she was back in her own room, but as she tried to recall what had occurred the day before her mind was mostly drawing a huge blank. She recalled going to meet with Chrysalis to negotiate a truce between ponies and changelings, but the rest of the details of her trip remained completely jumbled and vague. Getting up out of bed, Cadence looked out her window, gazing down at the crystal ponies beginning their day.

“I…I really am home.” Cadence said aloud to herself.

A knock at her door caused Cadence to turn around. The door opened, revealing two royal guards who bowed before speaking. “Our apologies, princess, for disturbing you, but we thought we should inform you that Shining Armor and his men will be back this afternoon. “

“Yes… um, yes, thank you.” Cadence said. The guards bowed once more before leaving her room, closing the door behind them.

Cadence gulped and brought a hoof gently to her crotch, and as soon as her hoof touched her sex she heard an audible squishing noise. Bringing her hoof in front of her face, she saw it was coated with a slick layer of fluid from her pussy, and something in her subconscious made her want to call the two guards back for… something.

Shaking her head to clear her mind, Cadence exited her room to start her day. She couldn’t wait to see her husband when he returned later today, but for some strange reason she felt slightly compelled to ask Shining Armor when his father may ever come up to visit.

Author's Note

I try to use canon info before resorting to fan/head-canon stuff, but as the changelings got roughly half an episode of airtime, I don't have much to go off on (and no, I don't usually use the stuff from the MLP comics as canon info). When canon info fails, me, I then resort to 'official' head-canon info, and as a last resort then go off of what other people have written.

Changelings are tricky to write about in this more, erm, 'mature' setting... there is ZERO canon info on their reproduction, almost no fan-official head canon stuff, and the written stuff has varied much more than I expected. So, in the end, I had to pretty much come up with a feasible, not-too-ridiculous-sounding way for them to breed.

I unfortunately have to say that I'm not as happy with what I have as I feel I should be. Chrysalis was never one of my favorites, let alone well-liked characters from MLP. Besides the complete loss of my hard drive, falling down a flight of stairs, working 65+ hours this week, and Luna knows what else, this chapter was definitely the hardest one to complete. I'll admit I got frustrated rewriting this, and the ending definitely could have been done better, but with everything that has happened I want to be done and over with this chapter.

Time to get back to the good 'ol griffon rapey time! (and another fic I had an idea for).

Chapter 6

Soarin spent the next week stuck in the Canterlot hospital, recovering from the injuries he sustained from his fall. The doctors were impressed by the field dressings that were done on him, and they asked him who was responsible for such complex skills. Soarin was unable to answer them, but the doctors shrugged it off, completing their duties and leaving the pegasus to rest.

Day and night, Soarin was unable to do anything to quell the nightmares in his mind. Each night was filled with tossing and turning as his mind replayed the horrible scene he witnessed that night, the screams and cries of the dying all too real. Being awake during the day didn’t help either; Spitfire came to check up on him each day, but her visits were mostly all talks about that night, too. While she daydreamed that she could have been leading the attack herself, Soarin could do nothing but try to ignore her words, but he was never able to do so successfully.

The only piece of information he was eager to hear about was if any of the other Wonderbolts had made it out of Cloudsdale safely. Spitfire shook her head, informing him that two bodies had been found so far, both struck by lightning and died instantly. No sign of the third pegasus had been found, but he too was presumed to dead. Spitfire put on a smile, expressing how lucky she and Soarin had been to beat impossible odds and survive getting out of Cloudsdale relatively unscathed. He failed to join her in celebration, sickened by the fact that three of his teammates had perished and one would probably never receive a proper burial.

It was always a relief when Spitfire would eventually leave for the day, finally giving him a few hours of peace and quiet to think before he would unsuccessfully try to sleep for the night. The day he was due to be discharged from the hospital couldn’t come soon enough, but the day finally came. Spitfire had told him the day before that she had arranged for him to stay with somepony for a few weeks until he was completely healed, but with exactly who he wasn’t sure. But as he was helped to the waiting room to leave, Soarin was surprised to see a pegasus that he hadn’t seen in ages.

“Rainbow Dash!” he exclaimed in surprise and delight. She looked up and saw her teammate still with a bandage covering one wing and a leg covered with a cast. She trotted up to him, giving him a hug before helping him along to a waiting carriage to take them to where he would stay.

During the short carriage ride to their destination, Soarin couldn’t help but feel as though something was quite amiss. The Rainbow Dash he knew was almost like Spitfire in determination, energy, and spirit. But the Rainbow Dash sitting with him was quiet, reserved, and hollow. He tried to strike up a conversation, wondering where she’s been since she was summoned by Princess Celestia many months ago. He got no response; instead Rainbow Dash seemed to clam up more than before.

Soarin had no idea about the torture and pain Dash had been through. Spitfire had only told him that Dash’s mission had not gone as planned and she would be living with some pegasus in Canterlot for the foreseeable future, but nothing more. Soarin wished that he knew just what happened to her, because it pained him to see Rainbow in this mental state. However, he managed to hold his tongue for now and rode the rest of the trip in an uneasy silence.

The carriage finally stopped, and Rainbow Dash and Soarin got out and entered a rather large apartment. Soarin couldn’t help but gawk at the large living space, wondering just how rich whatever pony owned this place was. Canterlot housing wasn’t cheap, and even Filthy Rich from Ponyville couldn’t afford a place this size.

“Wow, this is amazing. Who owns this place?” Soarin asked Dash.

“He’s Celestia’s personal courier, so he gets a large break in the rent.” Dash explained.

“Oh wow. You’re lucky to have such an important pegasus for your special somepony.” Soarin said.

His remark caused Rainbow Dash to blush a bright crimson red. “S-s-special s-somepony? Uh, not really… well, I mean…” she stammered. Soarin found it odd that she would get this flustered over a simple statement like that, adding to his curiosity of just what happened to her.

“Well, um, anyways, where is he?” Soarin asked.

“Oh, he left for the Crystal Empire earlier today. Princess Celestia had to send him over to get more information on something Shining Armor and Princess Cadence reported about a threat.” she replied. “He’s been staying with me in Ponyville, but when he got this assignment we figured it’d be easier if I stayed here in case his assignment is extended. We saw Spitfire earlier yesterday and she told us that you were being released from the hospital today, so we told her that you could stay with me while you recovered.”

Nodding, Soarin followed Rainbow Dash around the apartment as she showed him which room he would be staying in and where everything else was. Soarin thanked her for her help but insisted that there was a pressing matter he must take care of immediately and told her he would be back shortly.

Thankfully for Soarin, Dash’s apartment was extremely close to Celestia’s castle, most likely due to the nature of her special somepony’s job. As Soarin entered the castle, he notified one of the guards that he must speak to Princess Luna immediately.

“But sir, the princess is asleep. She is to be awoken only for the most urgent of matters.” the guard said.

“I know that. This cannot wait. I need to speak to her now.” Soarin pressed.

The guard nodded, not too keen on having to wake the princess during the day. “Very well, wait here.”

The guard left to go inform the princess that she had a visitor and returned moments later. “Follow me.” he told Soarin.

The two ponies walked down the hallway to Luna’s private chambers, the guards standing by her door opening them for Soarin. He walked into her room alone, the doors shutting behind him as the princess walked towards the injured pegasus.

“Thank you for seeing me, Princess Luna. I’m sorry to disturb you.” Soarin said, trying to bow but his injured leg limited his movement.

Luna gently placed a hoof on his shoulder. “There is no need to bow, Soarin. You have been through more than most ponies even dream of. Both you and Spitfire have defied the odds by escaping Cloudsdale.” she said.

“Thank you, princess.” Soarin said. “But I must tell you of something that happened after that.”

“Yes, Spitfire informed me of that, too.” Princess Luna said. “She told me how you had been captured by the group of griffons trying to sneak up on Canterlot.”

“What? No!” Soarin cried out, his fears of Spitfire relaying the wrong information now confirmed. “No, they didn’t capture me! They helped me! They took me in and helped me. They posed no threat to us.”

“I doubt the griffon army would just help you without having some other motive in mind.” Luna said.

“But they weren’t part of the griffon army, they were all refugees who wanted to find peace here in Equestria.” Soarin said. “That’s what I came here to tell you. Somepony gave the order for your night guard to attack them and kill them all. Even the children in the camp were killed! We have to investigate and find out who ordered the attack!”

“Oh, I did.” Luna said flatly.

Soarin was dumbstruck, unable to even think that one of the two rulers of Equestria could give the order to slaughter innocent, helpless creatures. “That… that was you? You did that?” he stuttered in disbelief.

Luna nodded. “Yes, I did. I had no other choice. The possibility of one of them being a spy or assassin was too great.”

“Wait a second, you knew that they weren’t the griffon army?” Soarin exclaimed. “But you still… dear Celestia, you still gave the order to…”

Luna walked up to Soarin, her face showing some hint of regret. “Listen, Soarin, I do not expect you or any other pony to understand right now why I chose to do what I did. But I swear I had the safety and well-being of every pony in my mind when I made that decision. Maybe one day you will understand. Maybe not. But sometimes the right decision is not always the easiest one to make.”

Soarin nodded, still feeling sick to his stomach. He knew there was nothing left to talk about to Luna, so he took his leave, thanking the princess for her time and turned to leave. Luna watched Soarin go, thinking that once he had time to think about the larger picture, he would eventually know she made the right decision.

Soarin made the short walk back to his temporary home and went straight to his room, sprawling himself on the bed. He had hoped to put his mind more at ease, but after his talk with Luna now his head hurt even more.

‘Maybe I should try talking to Celestia next. But what if she also approved of what her sister did? Who am I kidding, she probably does. They’re co-rulers, after all.’ Soarin thought. His quest for justice and peace of mind was now shattered, and with no other ideas of what to do Soarin closed his eyes to try to sleep, hoping that maybe tonight he could finally get some rest.

Once again, no rest came to Soarin, instead his night was spent tossing and turning as the memories of the innocent griffons being slaughtered in front of his eyes returned to his mind. His eyes snapped open and he sat up in bed, sweating and breathing heavily as he tried to calm himself.

A creak outside his door alerted Soarin of somepony. “Rainbow Dash, is that you?” he called out.

A few seconds of silence were finally broken as the door opened, revealing that Soarin had been correct. “Are you okay? I heard you yelling at somepony in here.” she said, looking concerned.

“No, no. I’m fine.” Soarin said, quickly wiping a tear off of his face so she didn’t see it. “It was just a bad dream.”

Dash looked at the way the sheets were tangled, knowing that it wasn’t just a simple nightmare. “Soarin, it’s okay. You can talk to me about it. Spitfire didn’t tell us much about what happened to you. Maybe talking about it would help.” she offered.

Soarin shook his head. “I’m sorry, Rainbow Dash. I just… I don’t want to drag you into this whole mess.”

Rainbow Dash placed a hoof on top of Soarin’s, looking him in the eyes. “Soarin, you can tell me. I promise, it will make you feel better.”

The look of determination and concern in her eyes finally broke Soarin down. Giving in, Soaring told Rainbow Dash everything, from finding the destroyed weather factory and Spitfire killing one of the intruders to watching Luna’s guards slaughter hundreds of helpless griffons. Rainbow Dash listened in silence, and at the end of his story Soarin took a deep breath. “You’re right, I do feel a little better.” he said, offering a weak grin.

Rainbow Dash smiled back, happy she could help him start to fight his demons.

“So, what happened to you? How come you haven’t been back to Cloudsdale?” Soarin asked, not realizing how sore of a spot he hit.

Dash’s smile disappeared in a flash as dark memories began to resurface. Though the past didn’t torment her as much as it used to, the memories of her time in captivity was still not something she could easily deal with. Rainbow took a deep breath, calming herself slightly and faced Soarin once more.

“I guess it’s only fair that I tell you.” she said.

Soarin sat in absolute horror as Rainbow Dash told him about some of the torture she went through while a captive of the griffons. She didn’t tell him everything, definitely leaving out the dragon raping her and the gang bang contest. She also left out everything that related to her special somepony, not wanting to stir up any misunderstandings, not to mention it was her personal sex life.

After she was finished, Soarin looked at her sheepishly. “Guess my problems are nothing compared to yours, huh?” he asked. “How did you deal with all of that? How did you recover from it all?”

Rainbow Dash paused to think. She couldn’t tell him she still had the occasional nightmare when she slept alone, or how she and her special pegasus would engage in somewhat unusual bedroom activities. “I guess… I guess just having somepony who is always there for you, who won’t leave your side. Somepony to hold you at night and to do anything for you.” she said.

It suddenly dawned on Rainbow Dash that Soarin didn’t have a special somepony of his own, and she felt stupid for saying what she just did. Deciding that her own special somepony would understand her actions, she moved closer to Soarin.

“Do you, um, want me to spend the night with you?” she asked, lightly blushing.

Soarin was slightly dumbstruck by the offer, simply nodding in response.

“Okay, then.” Dash said, lying down on the bed. Soarin gingerly followed suit, careful not to move his injured wing or leg too much. He wrapped his front hooves around Dash’s slim frame and felt her warm body against his chest. “Better?” she asked once he was comfortably situated.

“Yeah. Thank you.” he said genuinely, already feeling more relaxed.

Rainbow smiled and closed her eyes, glad that she was able to help her old teammate. She was also glad he agreed to sleep with her as she still wasn’t comfortable sleeping alone yet, and as Celestia’s messenger would be away for a few more days she was happy to have a friend for a substitute.

Soarin buried his muzzle into Dash’s mane, a fruity smell filling his nose accompanied by a hint of Dash’s unique body scent. Both ponies soon fell asleep, neither of them troubled by the memories that had haunted them before.

Author's Note

Just a short filler chapter, mainly to see how well received a happy chapter would be.

Also a heads up; updates to this story may take longer than usual. I have some other ideas for stories that have spent enough time on the back burner. One of such stories can be found here. And no, not all of them will be rape stories... though there won't be a shortage of those either.

Chapter 7

“Get up you whorse!”

Fleur flinched as Captain Ray lashed out at her again, striking her in the face with his claw. Thankfully his claw was clenched shut, leaving a bruise on her cheek instead of yet another tear in her skin. She struggled to get up into the position she had taken countless times before, severely weakened by her time in captivity. With her head almost touching the ground and her flank raised in the air, she spread her hind legs as wide apart as she could, giving Ray an unobstructed view of her sex.

Ray walked up behind Fleur, staring at her body with a bored expression. He wondered how many times he had fucked this mare as everything was becoming dull. ‘At least that rainbow bitch put up a fight and made things fun.’ he thought. He unceremoniously spit on Fleur’s ass, the majority of his saliva landing right on her puckered hole, and in one swift motion he mounted the abused unicorn and sunk his cock all the way into her anus with one thrust.

Though far from her first time being fucked there, Fleur couldn’t help but scream out in pain as her ass was stretched violently. The first time being violated in her ass had of course been the most painful, causing her to pass out from the shock. Ray wasn’t amused by her reaction then and had stopped and waited until she regained consciousness as he wanted her to experience every painful moment.

Now, the only major pain came from when Ray would first penetrate her ass. Sometimes he would lube her ass with his spit but most days he didn’t bother. He must be in a good mood today. As Ray would continue fucking her Fleur could do nothing but close her eyes and pray that he would finish soon, and today was no exception. Ray pounded away at her ass, digging his sharp claws into her flank as he growled angrily.

“Tighten up, you cunt! You’re looser than that other pegasus whorse.” he snarled.

Fleur winced at the words, trying her best to do what he commanded. Even though trying to make her ass tighter would result in more pain it was nowhere near the amount of pain Ray would inflict on her if she disobeyed his orders. Her efforts were rewarded by an increase in the burning sensation around her asshole but Ray seemed to enjoy it as he let out a groan of satisfaction.

“Better.” he simply said as he pounded her harder. Fleur moaned as Ray thrust himself deeper into her tight hole, at no time giving her any pleasure… not that he cared at all. He made no effort to announce his nearing orgasm, instead simply shooting his cum into her body when he hit his peak.

Fleur bit her lip as she felt his warm seed begin to flood her ass. No matter how many times she was filled with the griffon’s fluids she could never get used to the disgusting feeling of being used as a cum dumpster. The only relief she had was knowing that she wouldn’t get pregnant thanks to a birth control spell she knew.

Ray gave one last thrust, making sure he emptied every last drop into his sex slave before withdrawing his cock from her ass. Looking at a small trickle of his cum leaking from her slightly gaping hole, Ray lashed out and hit Fleur on the flank, sending her sprawling to the floor.

“Disgusting slut.” Ray said, spitting once more on Fleur’s body before leaving the room to attend to other matters.

Fleur didn’t move for a long time, and though she no longer cried after being raped and abandoned afterwards, the emotional abuse still took a toll on her mind. Though she had tried looking around her sparse room for anything to help her escape there was no way for her to break free from her room, let alone the castle. There were times where she thought that the only way out would be to take her own life, but again she was unable to find anything to assist her with that.

The sound of her door being unlocked and slowly opened caught Fleur’s attention, finally making her struggle back to her hooves. A black and dark yellow griffon carrying a tray of food entered the room, but unlike the other griffons who would rush over and force her to suck them off, this one made no move to do such a thing. Instead, he placed the tray down on the one table in the room and went over to a spigot in one corner of the room and filled a bucket of water for her and brought it over to her.

“Thanks, Thunderbird.” Fleur said softly.

Though the griffons who ‘attended’ to Fleur when Ray was out were under strict orders not to use Fleur, almost every single one still had the captive mare give them blowjobs whenever they came in. However, this one griffon never made a move to use her. At first, Fleur thought that he was too afraid to use her like the others did. But after one especially rough session with Captain Ray, she mentally snapped when the griffon walked in the room. She had jumped on top of him, going straight for his cock and attempted to engulf his member in her mouth like all the other griffons had forced her to. To her shock, the griffon pushed her away and quickly made his way to the door, almost as if he was scared of her.

“Don’t you want to violate me? Make me suck your cock like all your friends make me?” Fleur had yelled at him, tears pouring down her face.

She expected the griffon to come back and strike her, maybe even kill her, but he simply shook his head and said “no” before leaving the room, leaving Fleur alone to sob uncontrollably.

The day after her breakdown Fleur’s luck seemed to change as Ray didn’t come to use her, but the same black and yellow feathered griffon did return. Fleur apologized to him for her behavior, partially in hopes that she wouldn’t be punished for her actions but mostly to try to retain some form of dignity. She did not expect the griffon’s response at all; he smiled and forgave her almost instantly.

The next few days, Fleur and the griffon spoke to each other more and more. She learned that his name was Thunderbird and was a tribal griffon from one of the territories now under Captain Ray’s control. He was conscripted into the Griffon Army and was one of the few lucky conscripts to be assigned to the more mediocre tasks around the castle, one of them being attending to the prisoners when there was one. Surprisingly, he did not buy into all the anti-pony propaganda that almost every single other soldier openly embraced and was even asked to join a group of griffons who were planning on seeking refuge somewhere in Equestria, away from the madness of the griffon ruler. He was unable to join them, though, due to conscripts being given a mandatory curfew and were locked in their rooms each night at a certain time due to Ray’s lack of trust.

What Fleur found most surprising was Thunderbird’s absolute refusal to take part in violating Captain Ray’s pony prisoners. He had said that he was present in the barracks when Ray had forced Rainbow Dash to service every griffon present in a sick contest to promote a single soldier to sergeant. Though he was ineligible to be promoted, Thunderbird was still given permission to have his way with Dash, but he had skillfully managed to slip out of the barracks without any griffon noticing before his turn came. He had also been present during Spitfire’s punishment and was disgusted by Ray’s interpretation of justice. There was no option of him publicly voicing his views, though, as doing so would mean his immediate execution.

There were some days Thunderbird was tasked somewhere else, and his replacement would eagerly jump at the chance to use Fleur’s mouth however he pleased. But the majority of the days Thunderbird managed to be the griffon to care for her and he tried his best to sneak her anything extra she may need, ranging from soap and shampoo to extra food.

The most valuable service he provided, though, was a companion that she could talk to. Before, Fleur was almost driven mad by not having a companion to talk to, to release her emotions to. But with Thunderbird, she was able to tell him everything, from talking about her life before in Equestria to simply crying into his shoulder. Not once did Thunderbird ever ask for anything in return, proving beyond a doubt to her that he truly meant every word he said.

Looking at the state Fleur was currently in, Thunderbird grabbed one of the soiled rags that snuck in and dipped it in the cold water. “Hold still.” he said, gently dabbing the wet cloth around Fleur’s sore asshole.

She flinched at the stinging sensation, but she knew that it was a small price to pay to prevent any infections from the small tears in her skin Ray had caused. Thunderbird wiped away as much of the cum away as he could before finally applying a herbal ointment he had stashed beneath one of his wings, gently applying the soothing remedy to her ass, Thunderbird hoping Ray wouldn’t use Fleur’s ass again before it healed.

Just as he finished his work, the guard outside Fleur’s cell banged heavily on the door. “Hey! Hurry up in there! We don’t have all day, you know!” the guard shouted impatiently.

Thunderbird hid the rest of the ointment under Fleur’s pillow before rushing to the door. “Sorry.” he mouthed silently to her.

Fleur quietly thanked him as he left her room, the guard slamming the door shut as soon as he left and locking the door with a loud ‘click’. Settling down on the bed, Fleur closed her eyes to try to sleep, knowing that there was a very high chance of Ray returning at the end of the day to claim her, just like he did most nights. He would savagely beat her if he had a tough day before having her brought to his bedchambers for his personal use. After using her to his heart’s content, she would have to sleep with him all night, available at any time should he awaken and need additional release. Come the morning, she had to bathe and groom him, paying special attention to certain areas with only her mouth. The routine was finished with her being dragged back to her cell and raped once more before he would go off to conduct his business for the day, only to repeat everything again that night. But through all the darkness thrown at her day after day, there was at least one tiny glimmer of hope that visited her almost every day; Thunderbird.

The following week proved to be miserable for Fleur as her one friend failed to show up. Ray proved to be in an especially bad mood, taking out his increased anger on Fleur’s body. But that wasn’t what had the poor mare on edge. Each day another griffon would enter her room, quickly putting down whatever he food he brought for her and instead fed her the contents of his scrotum. As if being forced to swallow their cum wasn’t bad enough, Fleur swore that the griffon had never had a bath his entire life, each day his cock tasting of something absolutely vile. By the time the griffon left her room on the ninth day in a row, tears began to find their way back into Fleur’s eyes as dark thoughts began to cloud her mind.

‘Where’s Thunderbird? Why hasn’t he come at all? He’s never been away for more than two days. Oh Celestia, did they catch him doing something? Did they execute him? I can’t survive without him…’

The answer she was seeking finally came on the tenth day. After an especially aggressive session with Ray, Fleur looked up in fear as the door once again opened, but her expression of fear changed to happiness and then shock as she saw the griffon that entered.

Thunderbird was back, but he was in poor condition. His right leg and claw were heavily bandaged and he sported three large gashes in his left flank, no doubt inflicted by another griffon. His left eye was red as if he had been hit there, and patched of feathers were missing from various parts of his body.

Ignoring her own pains, Fleur rushed over to him, horrified by his condition. “Thunderbird! What happened to you?” she asked in a panic.

Thunderbird grinned, trying to play off his injuries. “It’s nothing, just a little accident.” he lied.

There was no way Fleur believed that obvious lie. She desperately wanted to take care of the griffon for once, but she didn’t have the knowledge or materials to do so. Instead, she was forced to lie on the bed helplessly as Thunderbird once again soothed her pain and cleaned her body.

Looking at the griffon with tear filled eyes, she asked once more what had happened to him. Thunderbird couldn’t say no to her sad look and gave in. “I got caught taking supplies from the infirmary by Lieutenant Talon. Thankfully he didn’t report me to Captain Ray or he would have had me executed. Instead I got off easy and only had to spend a week in the dungeons.”

“But what happened to you for the other three days?” Fleur asked, noticing the slight gap in his timeline.

“I was… I was in the infirmary, recovering from being tortured in prison.” he finally admitted.

Fleur was speechless by his answer even though it was obviously expected. Guilt began to build up inside of her knowing that despite all his injuries, here he was still taking care of her and her needs. She wracked her mind for how she could repay his kindness, but in her situation there was only one thing she could think of. She sat up, gently pushing the injured griffon down so he was on his back and gently brushed his crotch with her hooves.

“Fleur… wait. You don’t have to do this.” Thunderbird tried to plea, but Fleur shook her head no.

“I want to do this.” she said. She gently rubbed his crotch and watched as his body responded to her touch. His cock soon became semi-erect, enough for Fleur to do what she wanted. She leaned down and extended her tongue, giving the head of Thunderbird’s cock several small, quick licks before sliding her tongue the entire length of his dick. The moan from the griffon’s beak let Fleur know that he was enjoying the treatment as she licked his now fully erect cock up and down. Precum started to dribble down his shaft and Fleur greedily lapped up each strand of liquid as it slowly fell, finally reaching the tip of his cock once more. Twirling her tongue around the circumference of the tip of his cock a few times, Fleur then opened her mouth as wide as she could and slowly lowered her head, engulfing his shaft into her mouth until it reached the back of her mouth. She could feel that she had just over half of his cock in his mouth, but that wasn’t good enough.

She had taken the other griffon’s cocks all the way to the hilt, but it was never by choice as they had all rammed their members down her throat. Now, she was voluntarily trying to deep throat the griffon in front of her and she was having more trouble than she thought. Each time she tried to get another inch of him into her, her gag reflex kicked in and stopped her from going any further. She was intent on her goal, though, and with a deep breath she forced the griffon’s cock into her mouth one more time, suppressing the urge to gag as she felt his cock finally slip into her throat.

The feeling of Fleur’s throat wrapped around Thunderbird’s cock overloaded his senses, making him gasp as his balls suddenly tightened. Without any warning, he hit his climax and sperm erupted from his cock, pouring straight into Fleur’s throat. The unicorn coughed a few times, still not used to the force of the ejaculation hitting her throat but did her best to swallow every drop of his cum.

After shooting four sizeable shots of cum, Thunderbird slowly slid his cock out from Fleur’s mouth, a thin strand of cum hanging from her open mouth as she gasped for breath. Wiping the stray strand away with a hoof, Fleur cuddled up to Thunderbird, softly whispering “thank you” to him.

Before he could reply, a heavy knock reached their ears. “Hurry up, conscript! We don’t have all day to wait for you!” the guard outside bellowed. With no other option, Fleur sat up as Thunderbird hopped off the bed and tried to clean himself up the best he could, his cock thankfully softening and disappearing back into its sheath.

“Thanks.” Thunderbird said, unsure of what else to say before he left. He had absolutely no intentions of forcing Fleur to ever do that for him, but he was caught off guard when she had initiated the contact. Fleur herself couldn’t quite believe what she just did either, but she did know that she owed the griffon a lot more than just a simple blow job. If not for him, she probably would have been dead long ago.

The next few days were uneventful- well, as uneventful as they could be, under the circumstances. Captain Ray seemed to be in a lighter mood, only striking Fleur a few times. Everything seemed slightly better until Thunderbird came running into Fleur’s cell, gasping for breath almost as if he had been running a marathon.

“Fleur? Oh jeez… I made it in time.” he panted.

Fleur made her way over to him, walking slightly awkwardly due to Ray once again deciding to use her rear hole. “Thunderbird, what’s wrong?” she asked.

“I gotta get you out of here. You need to get out now.” Thunderbird said in a panicked tone. “It’s Ray, I overheard him talking to his command. He’s sending out a patrol to abduct another pony to replace you.”

Fleur felt slightly sickened that there may be another pony who would soon share her fate, but a slim glimmer of hope for herself rose from the bleak thought. “Does… does that mean I’ll be set free?” she asked.

Her griffon friend shook his head morbidly. “No, there’s no good way out if you let them choose. They’ll… well, Ray will probably have you take that pony’s place… what was her name, Rainbow, right? That’s what he’ll probably do to you.”

Fleur froze, recalling the stories Thunderbird had told her about Rainbow Dash’s time in captivity. He had wanted to spare her the horror stories, but Fleur had insisted that he tell her. Images of Dash being raped and tortured flashed through her mind and soon the thought of her taking Dash’s place in those scenarios began to come alive. Her elated thoughts of possibly being freed came crashing down, and a forlorn look clouded her mood.

“There’s no hope, is there?” she said, now depressed.

“There is! I may have a plan to get you out of here.” Thunderbird said, causing Fleur to raise her head in surprise.

“You… you do?” she asked, wanting to be careful not to get her hopes up but couldn’t help being optimistic.

Thunderbird nodded. “Yes. I don’t think it can fail. Ray won’t be coming for you tonight since he’s leaving soon to spread more propaganda in some of the more remote griffon villages. He told his second in command that he wants the new pony by the time he gets back, so you’re being moved down to the dungeons later tonight. I managed to bribe the dungeon sergeant to let me be the one of the ones to bring you down there, so that will be the time for you to escape. Also, well, um, I was hoping I could go with you. I can’t stand being here knowing what Ray is doing, and I was hoping you could help me seek refuge in Canterlot, maybe with my friends who escaped there.”

Fleur nodded her head. “Of course. After all that you have done to help me, it’s the least I could do.” she said. “But won’t there be another guard with us when you escort me? How will we get away from him?”

“I made sure that the other griffon is a friend of mine. He also wants to get out of here so I was hoping he could come with us.” he said. Thunderbird noticed the look of doubt on Fleur’s face. “Really, he’s okay. We’ve talked about running away from here before. He could of reported me for treason plenty of times, but he didn’t. Besides, I’ve known him almost forever. We’re from the same village.”

“Okay, if you trust him, so do I.” she agreed.

A familiar bang on the door interrupted any further conversation. “Get some rest. We’ll get out of here tonight. I promise.” he said before leaving.

Fleur didn’t know whether to laugh or cry in joy. Finally, her imprisonment here was over! There was a way out! Curling up on her bed for the last time she fell asleep, conserving her energy for the escape.

So far Thunderbird’s information had been correct; Ray never returned that day for Fleur, and as night fell Thunderbird and another griffon entered her room. Thunderbird whispered to her that this was his friend, Iron Rook, and that everything was in place for their escape. Iron held up a leather leash and moved to attach it to the collar still around Fleur’s neck but she backed away in fear, remembering how Ray would choke her by dragging her around his room with a similar leash.

“Fleur, it’s okay. I promise he won’t hurt you. We have to put it on you for now. We’ll take it off once we’re outside the castle. I swear.” Thunderbird pleaded.

Fleur nodded, not having much of a choice if she wanted her freedom. She let Iron attach the leash to her collar, though she was still apprehensive about having this unknown griffon with her despite Thunderbird’s vouch.

Thunderbird took hold of his end of the leash, gesturing that they should leave. The trio made their way out into the castle hallway, the guard outside the door eyeing the unicorn as they passed. He reached out as she passed, slapping her ass with a sly grin. “Can’t wait to fuck your pretty little ass.” he said, licking his beak.

Fleur shivered, praying the plan worked so his words never came true. Thankfully they didn’t pass any other griffons in the hallways. It didn’t take too long until they reached their destination, but as they approached the desk for the dungeon sergeant both Thunderbird and Iron swore under their breath.

“Oh fuck, the lieutenant’s here.”

Along with a bored looking griffon, another griffon in a highly decorated uniform awaited Fleur’s arrival. Though Fleur had never seen him, both Iron and Thunderbird knew perfectly well who he was; Lieutenant Talon, Captain Ray’s second in command. His presence was completely unexpected by both lowly griffons, especially Thunderbird who could have sworn that the lieutenant would be heading the expedition to acquire a new playtoy for Ray.

Both griffons snapped to attention as the intimidating griffon approached them. “At ease, soldiers.” he said as he looked over Fleur. His gaze frightened her and she could see nothing but lust in his eyes. A bad feeling was cemented in her stomach and was confirmed as the griffon walked behind her, lifting her tail to look at her ass.

“Hmm, looks like he didn’t completely ruin her.” Talon muttered. “I guess you’ll be some fun for a little bit.”

“Sir?” Thunderbird asked, afraid that his plans for escape were collapsing very quickly.

“Take her to the far cell and stay with her. You two can hold her down while I have my fun.” he ordered.

The two conscripts led Fleur down the cell block, both panicking that their plan was now ruined. “Oh crud, what do we do now?” Iron asked.

Fleur sensed that the situation was worse than she knew. She asked both of her escorts who he was, Thunderbird responding with anger in his voice.

“That’s Lieutenant Talon, the griffon that caught me stealing before. He’s, well, he’s a lot more violent and twisted than Captain Ray is, especially when it comes to sex. He’s the one who came up with the idea to use that other pony as an offering to that dragon. Even female griffons are scared of him. The last female he mated with almost died.” Thunderbird explained, Iron nodding in confirmation.

As the three reached the last jail cell, Fleur felt her heart drop as she looked at what was already inside. A wide array of tools and equipment littered the floor and walls, everything clearly intended to be used on Fleur in very painful ways. She looked helplessly at Thunderbird. “Is there any way out of this?” she pleaded.

Thunderbird shook his head. “I can’t think of anything. It’s going to take a miracle to get Talon away from here. I really thought he’d be gone.”

Their discussion was cut short by the sound of another griffon walking towards them. Lieutenant Talon entered the cell, his presence easily dominating the small area. Both Iron and Thunderbird backed away slightly, unsure what their superior intended to do. Talon grabbed the end of the leash from Thunderbird’s grasp, yanking on it hard and causing Fleur to stumble forward toward the officer.

“That’s a good girl.” Talon taunted, tugging her leash yet again. Caught off balance, Fleur tumbled to the floor in front of the lieutenant as both Iron and Thunderbird looked on helplessly. Before Fleur could stand back up, Talon lashed out with one of his powerful limbs and struck the defenseless pony in the stomach. Fleur gasped as the air in her lungs was knocked out of her, making her struggle to regain her breath. Right before she could resume her normal breathing, Talon began pulling the leash upward, causing the collar to cut into Fleur’s throat and begin to strangle her.

A blistering feeling of anger and hatred began coursing through Thunderbird’s body. He took a step forward to confront him but found himself being held back. Thunderbird glanced over at Iron, his friend having placed a claw on his shoulder. Iron shook his head slightly, silently telling him that intervening now would only get them both killed. Thunderbird reluctantly backed down, knowing that Iron was right but still felt enraged.

Talon finally dropped Fleur back to the cold floor right before she reached the point of passing out from lack of oxygen. Her forehooves flew up to her neck, pulling at the restrictive collar as she greedily sucked air back into her body. She was only given a few seconds of rest before the cruel lieutenant grabbed her tail and dragged her backwards to a chair in one corner of the cell.

“Lean over the back of it.” Talon commanded. Fleur was too scared to move, though, causing the griffon to lash out once again at her. His claws were thankfully closed, but the force of his punch to Fleur’s face had its desired effect. With tears falling down her face, Fleur mounted the rickety wooden piece of furniture, her front hooves resting on the rough seat.

Lieutenant Talon turned to his two subordinates. “Tie her down.” he commanded. With no other choice, both griffons grabbed a few lengths of rope that were left on the ground and proceeded to tie Fleur’s legs to the chair, immobilizing her. Thunderbird’s eyes met Fleur’s briefly, her tear-filled eyes seeming to ask ‘why’. He looked away in shame and depression, hating himself for having failed her in securing her freedom.

Once all four of her legs were tied down the two lowly conscripts backed away, allowing Talon to inspect his prey uninterrupted. He unceremoniously stuck two talons into her dry pussy, feeling her tight hole wrap around him.

“Hmph, you’re not as loose as I thought.” he commented, genuinely surprised. He withdrew from her pussy but then shoved his claw back into her body, this time into her ass. Fleur grunted in discomfort, but Talon smiled as he felt her puckered hole easily give way.

“Ha, so that’s why! He fucked your ass mostly, didn’t he?” he hissed into her ear. Receiving no response, the lieutenant curled his talons inside of her, digging his sharp claw painfully into her flesh. Fleur cried out and finally nodded in reply, and thankfully Talon released her and withdrew his claw once more.

Lieutenant Talon glanced at the wide selection of toys at his disposal. He was obviously in no rush as he picked up one piece at a time, carefully looking them over before shaking his head and putting it back down and moving on to the next one. His eyes lit up as he finally found what he was looking for; a large butt plug with a hollowed out center. Talon rubbed the pointy tip of the rubber tool against her pussy, barely getting it wet with her slick juices. Fleur was confident that there was no way she would be aroused by his erratic rubbing.

Unfortunately for Fleur, Talon had no intentions of trying to arouse her pussy. He glanced at the rubber plug, satisfied that it was wet enough for his intentions even though it was barely wet. He withdrew the butt plug from against her body, but quickly shoved it all the way into her exposed ass.

While the plug was slightly smaller in circumference than Ray’s cock, the sudden shock of having the plug inserted caused Fleur to scream out in pain. Both Iron and Thunderbird winced as they heard her cries, but they knew they were still powerless to help her. Talon seemed to enjoy hearing her in pain, though, not making any moves until her voice began to quiet down. He peered down into the hole in the middle of the butt plug and nodded in approval. “Good, you kept yourself clean.” he snickered.

Fleur turned red in embarrassment as she felt the griffon’s breath penetrate into her exposed ass, though something much worse was on the horizon. She gasped in terror as she saw him walk back in front of her and pick up one of the candles lighting the room. Since the candle had been lit hours ago, a massive pool of molten wax had collected in its glass holder and now Lieutenant was eyeing it gleefully. Bringing it back around behind Fleur, he let a single drop fall. As the wax drop made contact with one of her flanks she could do nothing but groan painfully as the hot liquid burned her skin.

“Hurts, doesn’t it?” Talon asked hypothetically. “Just wait until you see how it feels inside of your ass.”

Panicking, Fleur struggled to free her hooves and squeeze the plug out from her ass in an attempt to stop Talon’s sick, twisted idea. Her attempts all failed, left exposed for whatever cruel intentions Talon had planned. He lifted the hot glass above her gaping asshole and began to tip the glass over, the molten wax beginning to creep towards the rim…

“Lieutenant Talon, Sir!” a voice called out.

The griffon officer scowled as he turned around. A small stream of hot liquid wax managed to fall from the candle but missed its target thanks to Talon’s movement. Fleur cringed as she felt the wax hit one of her legs but thanked Celestia it didn’t fall where Talon was aiming.

Talon set his eyes on another griffon who stood in the cell doorway, standing at attention. “Sir!” the newcomer said smartly.

“What is it, soldier? I’m a little preoccupied with another matter.” the lieutenant said impatiently.

“Sir, one of the scouts has reported that he found where the group of deserters ran off to.” the griffon informed him.

“So? You know what to do. Have them rounded up and put in the dungeon.” Talon said, unable to believe that he was interrupted for such a trivial matter.

“Sir, we can’t do that. They’re all dead.” the griffon said.

Talon was shocked. “They’re what?” he asked again. He quickly put down the candle and motioned for the messenger to follow him. Talon didn’t care at all that the cowardly deserters were dead; it was the fact that something had managed to kill every single one. He had always thought that the ponies weren’t capable of such a barbaric act, and maybe this massacre was carried out by some monstrous creature.

Finding themselves left alone, Thunderbird and Iron waited until they heard the jail door slam shut, signaling that the lieutenant had indeed left. They both moved quickly to free Fleur from her bondage. Once free, Fleur hugged Thunderbird, crying hard as she let out her pent up fear and pain from the torture.

“Guys, we can’t stay around here. We need to go.” Iron Rook said, looking nervously in the direction Talon left.

Though he wanted to hold Fleur longer, Thunderbird knew his friend was right. Making sure she was ready to run, the three made their way back to the dungeon sergeant’s area. Once they made sure the area was clear, they went through a small service door and entered a small hallway primarily used by the castle’s servants. Thunderbird carefully lead the way, Iron brought up the rear and Fleur securely between them. It didn’t take long for the three to reach an exit, and for the first time in many days Fleur found herself outside. She took a deep breath of fresh air, overjoyed to finally have something besides the stale, heavy air of the castle in her lungs. She wanted to cry again from the elation of being finally free, but Iron reminded her that they were still far from freedom.

Sticking to the shadows, the trio snuck around the castle grounds, heading for what Iron and Thunderbird knew was an unguarded exit. Their planning finally paid off as they slipped through the unguarded door, and with one last quick dash across an open field they melted into the tree line, safe from the watchful eyes of the castle guards.

“We… we did it. We actually did it.” Iron Rook panted. Thunderbird listened for any signs of pursuers, but the castle remained silent.

“Okay, let’s go.” Thunderbird said.

Fleur nodded, but her legs gave out and she fell to the ground. Thunderbird wasn’t surprised; her poor diet and constant torture while in captivity took its toll on her body, though he was amazed that she was able to stay on her hooves until now. She looked up sheepishly, unsure if she had the strength to continue right now.

Thunderbird bent down in front of Fleur. “Climb on my back. I’ll carry you.” he said.

Fleur shakily climbed onto his back, assisted by Iron. She wrapped her forehooves around the base of Thunderbird’s neck, careful not to squeeze too hard. She was surprised by the softness of his feathers, and for the first time since her captivity she allowed herself to take a deep breath and relax.

“Hold on.” her carrier said. Spreading his powerful wings, Thunderbird took off into the air, closely followed by Iron. Fleur had never flown before, and she gripped her griffon tighter and clenched her eyes shut as the ground quickly grew farther and farther away. He was careful not to take any sharp turns, but just in case Iron followed close behind at a slightly lower elevation, ready to catch the unicorn should she lose her grip. Fleur’s hold held strong, and after a while she finally relaxed again and started to enjoy the feeling of the wind in her mane, loving the feeling that only pegasi usually got to experience.

“Thunderbird?” she said softly

“You okay back there?” Thunderbird asked, unsure if something was wrong. “Do you want me to land?”

“No… no, that’s not it. I’m fine.” she said. “I, well, I wanted to say thank you. For everything. For risking your life to get me out. Nopony has ever done so much for me, not even Fancy Pants. I think I… no, I do love you.”

Her eyes soon started to become heavier, and soon she fell asleep on Thunderbird’s back, her head nestled against the strong back of her protector. Thunderbird was slightly caught off guard by Fleur’s confession for him, but he was happy that he didn’t just make his life better by escaping the chaotic empire he called home, but he was able to help her escape.

Hours passed until Fleur finally woke up. She found herself still airborne on Thunderbird’s back, but now she started to recognize some of the landscape far below.

“Hey T, she’s awake. You can ask her now.” Iron called out to his buddy.

“Ask me what? Where are we?” Fleur asked.

Thunderbird turned his head to look back at the unicorn. “We’re over the Foal Mountain, east of Canterlot. We were going to head there but, well, there are too many guards around the city. They’d kill us before we could explain who we are or why we have you.”

Fleur nodded, understanding their hesitance to go straight to the pony capital. “So, what do we do now?”

“We have to go somewhere and speak to some pony about our situation. Preferably one who knows your leaders well enough so they don’t think this is some sort of trick.” Thunderbird said.

Fleur only had to think for a few seconds before she knew exactly who she could go to for help. “Ponyville. We have to go to Ponyville.” she decided.

They set off once more, headed for the small town. Another uneventful hour passed, and soon they found themselves over the Everfree Forest, the last landmark before they arrived in Ponyville. However, Iron thought he saw movement just behind them, and as he stopped to turn around he saw something that made his heart sink.

“Thunderbird! Patrol!” he shouted out. Thunderbird also turned, expecting to see a group of pegasi bearing down on them. Instead, he saw something far worse; five griffon soldiers were flying straight at them.

Both griffons flew as fast as they could as Fleur hung on tight. “They must have followed us from the castle!” Iron said, beginning to panic.

Thunderbird knew that if that was true, they would have been apprehended hours ago. “No, it must be a patrol or… they’re the search party for the deserters.” he correctly realized.

Despite being burdened down by their heavy armor, the pursuing griffons began to slowly close the distance between them and their prey. Iron Rook once again fell behind to try to distract their pursuers, but there were more than enough of them to overpower him while the others would go for Thunderbird and Fleur.

Luck seemed to finally be on their side as the soft glow of the pony town could be seen in the distance. “We’re almost there!” Thunderbird called out.

Unfortunately, the five other griffons had finally caught up, and with a strong body slam one of the pursuing griffons attacked Iron, knocking him down to the ground below. Before Thunderbird could react, another griffon attacked him and Fleur, sending them hurtling to the ground as the attacker went straight for the griffon’s vulnerable wings.

Fleur screamed as they both fell from the sky while Thunderbird struggled to regain control. He managed to slow their descent but couldn’t do anything to stop the fall completely. Making sure his body took the worst of the impact, he gasped as his body slammed into the treetops and shortly after the ground and Fleur was knocked off his back. She was uninjured from the fall and got back to her hooves, rushing over to Thunderbird to check up on him. He tried to push her away and insist he was fine, but the fall had taken its toll on his body. One of his wings throbbed painfully and deep gashes from the tree branches covered his stomach and chest. They both froze as they heard rustling in the nearby bushes, but sighed with relief as they saw Iron emerge.

“You two okay?” he asked. Fleur saw his body was just as badly hurt as Thunderbird was, but before she could move to help either of them they all heard the shouts and yells from the five griffon soldiers getting closer.

“Fleur, get out of here! Go get help. We’ll hold them off.” Thunderbird grimaced, getting back up. Iron Rook hobbled over to stand next to his friend, nodding in confirmation.

“But… but…” Fleur stammered.

Thunderbird shook his head. “Go!” he commanded.

Fleur felt like her heart had just been ripped out, afraid that she would never see him again. There were so many things she wanted to tell him, so many things she owed him… but here he was, once again risking his own wellbeing to protect her. She walked up to him and kissed him, a hoof gently caressing his bruised cheek. She wished she could stay like this all day, but she broke away after a few seconds, trying to hold back her tears.

“Fleur, go. Please.” Thunderbird said once more. Fleur nodded, running off towards Ponyville as fast as she could while the two griffons turned towards the sound of their pursuers. Unarmed and already injured, neither griffon had much hope of survival. “If we die, we at least die free.” Thunderbird said.

Fleur stumbled over the countless branches, bushes, vines, and rocks littering the forest. Gasping for breath, she wondered if she was even going the right way. The lights from the town couldn’t be seen through the dense trees so she couldn’t use that to determine her direction. She told herself over and over again not to panic, but heeding her own words began to become harder and harder.

“I think… it should be over here.” she said softly to herself. Tearing through yet another bush, she let out a small ‘eep!’ as she bumped into something. Something warm. And alive.

She looked up and almost fainted with fright as she saw a giant lion’s paw reach out for her. She shut her eyes and prayed her death would be quick and painless, but when nothing happened she risked a quick peek. She nearly fainted again as she saw a dark figure loom above her, his body appearing to look like it was composed of various animals.

“Um, excuse me, are you okay?” a timid voice said. A yellow pegasus with a butterfly necklace peeked out from behind the dark mass, slowly coming out when she saw that the unicorn appeared injured.

Fleur was overjoyed to finally see another pony, especially one she knew, though she had only met Fluttershy briefly. “Hel- help us.” she weakly said.

Fluttershy rushed over and supported Fleur with her smaller body, looking back at her companion. “Discord, I think there’s somepony else lost in the woods. We saw two ponies fall, right?” she asked.

Discord stood with his arms crossed. “For the last time, Fluttershy, I told you that she was riding on the back of a griffon. She’s a unicorn, there’s no way she could fly on her own.”

Fleur nodded. “He’s right, I was. He’s in trouble… him and his friend. They rescued me from being a prisoner and they’re holding off our attackers. Please… please help him.”

Fluttershy looked up at Discord. “I’ll take Fleur back to my house. You need to save her friends. Um, please.” she said.

Discord refused to move, shaking his head. “I’m sorry, Fluttershy, but I’m not helping some griffon. I obeyed your wish not to kill those others, but I won’t do this.”

“Discord!” Fluttershy exclaimed. “I’m shocked you could say such a thing! Just because that group tried to attack me doesn’t mean they’re all bad. Especially when Fleur here said that those two are her friends and they rescued her.”

Acting more like a spoiled filly than the God of Chaos, he stamped his foot in frustration. Fluttershy looked sternly at him, causing him to sigh dramatically in defeat.

“I’m really starting to dislike this whole friendship thing again.” he muttered. Snapping his fingers, he disappeared in a cloud, leaving Fluttershy and Fleur alone.

“That… was that really Discord?” Fleur asked, astounded that the draconequus was listening to what Fluttershy said.

“Yes, he’s reformed now. He saved me a while ago from a few griffons, so that’s why he’s upset by my request.” Fluttershy said. “But I know he’ll do the right thing. Your friends will be fine.”

Thunderbird and Iron both were seriously injured while their five attackers didn’t have a single scratch on them. Both the panting griffons knew that they were being toyed with and that they would be killed once the soldiers were bored.

“Sorry, Iron, looks like I wasn’t able to get us out of trouble this time.” Thunderbird said.

“Shut up, traitor! We’ve had enough, it’s time you pay for abandoning your King.” one of the soldiers yelled out. They all began to advance on the wounded pair but stopped as their feet became tangled in the heavy vines lay littered on the ground. As they stepped over the plants the vines seemed to come alive and snared every single one of them, tangling themselves around each of their feet and claws. The griffons swore as they struggled to free themselves from the flora but the vines refused to budge or break.

Suddenly, one griffon felt himself being sucked into the brush and quickly disappeared with a scream. Before any of the other griffons could react they too felt themselves being pulled into the blackness of the woods, eventually leaving just Iron and Thunderbird alone to wonder what had just happened. They fell back in surprise as cloud of smoke burst in front of them and a strange creature appeared in front of them.

“Hmm, guess you must be the ones she was talking about.” Discord said dryly, looking over the pair of injured griffons and pointed towards the forest exit. “Go that way, you’ll reach Fluttershy’s house. That’s where your unicorn friend is. Tell them I’m headed back to Canterlot after I finish with these other vermin.”

With another snap of his fingers he disappeared. Iron and Thunderbird looked at each other somewhat dumbfounded before heeding Discord’s advice. They found a river after a few minutes and took the opportunity to wash the blood off of their bodies.

“Looks like we really lucked out this time.” Thunderbird said, dunking his head into the water to cool off. Iron Rook wasn’t listening too closely; instead he was searching the bank of the river for something. Thunderbird finally lifted his head, refreshed by the cold water. “Okay, let’s get a move on to that hou…”

Thunderbird never got to finish his sentence. Just as he turned to his companion, Iron Rook slammed a large rock into his head. Thunderbird collapsed, his head bleeding from where the rock struck. Iron struck Thunderbird’s head once more but saw no movement from his friend. Confident that he wouldn’t be getting back up, Iron dumped the body into the river, watching it being swept downstream.

“Sorry, T, but your traitorous actions towards our future new King will not be tolerated.” he said under his breath. So far everything had gone as Ray had commanded; follow Thunderbird and see if he had any plans of escaping with the unicorn whorse to Canterlot or any other pony city. Once there, kill Thunderbird and become a spy. He washed the blood off of his talons and continued on towards Ponyville. Alone.

Days passed since then. Iron Rook had limped his way to Fluttershy’s cottage where she and Fleur were waiting. Fleur collapsed in tears when she heard the news that Thunderbird had died after being overpowered by the pursuing griffon soldiers, and that he himself would had been killed too if it weren’t for Discord’s arrival. He also told Fluttershy that Discord wanted to return to Canterlot which didn’t surprise her.

Twilight came over the next day to escort Fleur back to her library where she would stay for the next few weeks after a quick trip to the hospital. Twilight also wanted to meet the griffon that supposedly saved her, and while she was hesitant to allow a griffon to stay in Ponyville, she granted Iron permission to stay for now after hearing how he had risked his life to help Fleur escape. Before she left she quietly warned Fluttershy to remain vigilant and not take off her Element of Harmony, but Fluttershy insisted that Iron Rook wouldn’t hurt a parasprite.

Iron waved goodbye to Fleur and Twilight as they walked off, unable to help putting a large grin on his face. Though she had some suspicions, he felt like Twilight was too trusting for her own good. As far as he was concerned, he was free to wander around the town and select a new fuck toy for his leader.

Back at Canterlot Castle, Discord was relaxing back in his old room. Though he loved Fluttershy, he couldn’t help but be disgusted by how much effort went into the whole friendship thing. Still, that wasn’t the main issue at hand that was bothering him.

“I could have sworn I’ve seen that griffon before.” he said to himself. The yellow and black griffon was new to him, but the other one… something seemed so familiar.

Shrugging, Discord laid back on his lounge chair for a nap, pushing the worrisome thought out of his head. “I guess they all just look alike.” he said before falling asleep.

Had Discord imagined Iron Rook with a snake for a cock, he would have recognized him immediately.

Author's Note

Finally! Chapter 7 is done!

Special thanks to Cybertwin for allowing me to use his OC griffon, Thunderbird. Originally, Gilda was going to rescue Fleur but I absolutely hated the ideas I had on how. Thankfully, Cybertwin messaged me and his OC fit perfectly for the part... though probably not the ending he was expecting.

Also, in case anyone missed the earlier news, illustrations are now in the works. Check out The Fire in Her Eyes and Two of a Kind to see what I mean. And yes, there are some for this story in progress!

Chapter 8

Deep in the Everfree Forest a lone zebra went about her daily tasks, collecting the herbs and plants she was low on at home. Though she usually wandered the forest alone, none of the deadly creatures who called the forest home dared to bother her; the first and last pack of timberwolves who dared to attack her were never seen again.

She stopped by the stream just a few minutes from her hut to wash off a collection of roots she had dug up. She took a mouthful to test the water’s purity but quickly spit it out.

“This water is all tainted now. I wonder why, I must find how.” she said.

Traveling upstream, Zecora found the source of the foul taste. Cautiously approaching, she saw a crumpled heap of a body partially washed up on the stream’s bank. Most ponies would have simply run away from the horrific find, but Zecora barely noticed some slight movement from it. She dragged the body out of the water and confirmed that the poor creature was in fact still alive, though barely. Abandoning her collection of plants, Zecora gingerly dragged the body back to her hut and began the laborious task of bandaging all the wounds and controlling the internal damage.

Rays of sunlight penetrated an open window, slowly waking Soarin from his deep slumber. Squinting, he once again saw the brightly colored mane of Rainbow Dash just past his muzzle, the female pegasus still sound asleep.

Soarin gently removed his body from against hers and slipped into the hallway, headed for the bathroom. On his way he passed by the owner of the apartment and exchanged greetings with him.

Soarin had been scared to death the first time he met Rainbow Dash’s mate. For the next few days after being released from the hospital he and Dash continued to sleep together. One morning they both awoke to somepony entering the bedroom. Soarin froze in place but Rainbow rushed over to the unknown pegasus, pulling him into a deep kiss and introducing him to Soarin as the owner of the apartment. Soarin almost died, having been caught in bed with this pony’s marefriend, but to his surprise the pegasus seemed unsurprised by this. He pulled Soarin aside and actually thanked him for keeping Dash company at night, explaining that she had horrendous nightmares if she ever fell asleep alone. He had also heard a bit about Soarin’s perils and gave full permission for him and Dash to continue sleeping in the same bed together as long as he stayed.

Washing his face with cold water to wake himself up, Soarin looked into the mirror, still disgusted by his own reflection. Each morning he despised looking at himself, ever since that fateful day where he witnessed innocent creatures being murdered all around him. Though he was injured and powerless he still felt that there was something he could have done to save at least one life. But he couldn’t…

Unable to look at his own reflection any more, he left the bathroom and sat down on one of the couches and stared out at the sky, deep in thought. Noticing him, the other pegasus came over and sat down across from him.

“There’s something heavy on your mind. Rainbow Dash had the same gaze when we first got back to Canterlot. Care to talk about it?” he asked.

Soarin had been hesitant to pull another pony into his problems, mostly out of fear that everypony he told would be happy that a large group of griffons were slaughtered. But this pony seemed different; he seemed very understanding of what he was going through. He had helped Rainbow Dash, maybe he could help him…

Soarin took a deep breath and released his pent up emotions. He told his host everything; finding Spitfire with the dead griffon, his close call with barely escaping Cloudsdale with Spitfire while his other teammates didn’t make it, being saved by the griffon refugees and then watching them be slaughtered mercilessly, and then trying to talk to Princess Luna before learning that she herself had led the attack.

By the end of his tale Soarin was once again choking back tears. The other pegasus seemed absolutely shocked that Princess Luna would order such an attack. Once Soarin calmed down the pegasus headed for the door, his heart filled with confusion and anger as he headed for Canterlot Castle.

Being no stranger to the castle guards the courier pegasus was allowed access to the castle, though he shocked the guards when he went through the doors leading to Luna’s quarters. Speaking with the final guard at her door he demanded to speak to Luna immediately, saying he had an urgent message. The princess must have still been awake as the guard returned almost immediately, ushering him in and securing the door behind him.

The princess looked happy to see him. “Well, this is a surprise. Welcome back. I trust your visit to the Crystal Empire went well?” she asked.

“It went fine.” he replied, wanting to get straight to the point of his visit. “Princess Luna, with all due respect, I came to talk to you about something else. I heard that there was a group of griffons near Canterlot that was attacked.”

“Ah, yes, my night guard was able to eliminate them all before they reached us.” she gloated. “Not a single one managed to escape.”

The courier’s hopes that Soarin had been wrong were beginning to crumble. “But… but were they part of the griffon army, or were they unarmed refugees?”

“Does it matter? The important thing is that they were all exterminated before they reached our city.” she said, beginning to wonder what the pegasus was trying to say.

“Doesn’t matter? Of course it matters! Are you saying that Soarin was right, that you really did authorize an attack on a camp of unarmed, defenseless refugees?” he asked completely shocked.

Luna’s brow furrowed. “Are you saying you do not approve of my decision? You, of all ponies, I would expect to be glad to hear such news. You saw firsthoof what those monsters are capable of. You saw what those monsters did to Rainbow Dash. You saw what they did to Spitfire. You went through torture yourself. Do not tell me that they deserved our mercy.”

“Maybe they all don’t, but the innocent ones do!” he said, beginning to become frustrated. “Soarin told me that they were the ones who rescued him after falling from Cloudsdale and that there wasn’t a single weapon at all in that camp. He also said you knew that they were refugees but you still ordered the attack. How… how could you?”

A dense fog began to build around Luna’s feet and her voice began to change, sounding more like Nightmare Moon than Princess Luna. “You foal, you don’t think that there may have been a spy or saboteur within that camp? Maybe an assassin sent to kill me or my sister? I told Soarin and I shall tell you, I did what had to be done! You of all ponies have no right to criticize my decisions. Remember, you wanted to go fly off to the Griffon Kingdom to commit murder!”

“Only to stop all this madness!” he shouted back. “I didn’t go off with the intent to start killing innocent victims who wanted to seek peace. I was going after the griffon responsible for all this suffering, not taking my anger out on other victims of Ray’s sick plans!”

Luna had had enough. The entire room began to darken even though it was almost midday. “You will never understand the size of the decision I had to make that night! I did it for everypony under my rule, for the greater good of all of Equestria! Do you not see that it had to be done? Do you not understand that it was the only choice I had?”

The pegasus shook his head. “No, I guess I wouldn’t see how somepony can make the same decision that Ray would.” he simply said.

“WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” Luna bellowed, completely enraged by what she heard. “YOU… HOW DARE YOU COMPARE ME TO THAT COWARD!”

She took a step towards the courier, her eyes ablaze with fury and her mane almost pitch black. “HOW CAN YOU BE SO BLIND? I AM NOTHING LIKE HIM! I DID WHAT I HAVE TO DO FOR MY CITIZENS, NO MATTER THE COST TO SOME LOWLY GRIFFONS! YOU’RE… YOU’RE…. you’re…

… you’re right.”

The room began to become brighter as Luna’s voice softened and her mane returned to its normal color. She took two steps back, her eyes wide with the shock of her revelation.

“You’re right.” she repeated softly. She buried her face into her hooves and began to cry. “Celestia, what have I done?” she softly said with tears falling from her face.

“Luna…” the pegasus says, moving towards her. He never reaches her, though, as her horn glows and pushes him away.

“Stay away from me. You’re right, I’m a monster. I’m no better than him.” she snapped. The doors to her room magically swung open and the pegasus felt himself finally released from her magic grip. “Go… please, go.” she said.

He walked to the door, looking back at the crying princess once more before leaving. As soon as he left the room the doors slammed shut behind him, but another surprise was waiting around the corner and he almost bumped into it…

“Princess Celestia!” he exclaimed in surprise.

“Hello, my faithful courier.” she said somewhat dryly.

“You… you heard everything, didn’t you?” he asked needlessly.

Celestia nodded. “Yes, but I had a strong feeling that she knew more about it than she let on.” she confirmed.

A dark thought crossed the courier’s mind. “You’re not… you’re not going to banish her back to the moon, are you?”

A grim look spread across Celestia’s face. “I don’t know. For now I shall limit her and her guard’s duties to the castle. I cannot afford to punish her with our current situation with the griffons. Once this matter is over I shall see that she understands her mistake and is punished appropriately. Though, from the sound of it, it seems like she’s beginning to realize her errors on her own.”

Celestia saw the still worried look on her messenger’s face. “Don’t worry, you did the right things. Soarin did, too. I promise that when this is all over, my little sister will thank you both for helping her.”

With a final nod and bow, the courier left the castle to return home. Princess Celestia slowly opened the door to her sister’s room, finding the Princess of the Night curled up on her bed, still crying from her epiphany. Celestia walked over and lay next to her sister and held her close, stroking her mane to calm her.

“C-Celestia, what have I done?” Luna said between sobs. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

Celestia remained silent, still somewhat in shock that her own sister would commit such an act.

Flying through the vast sky alone, Spitfire looked up as the once majestic city of Cloudsdale grew larger as she approached it. She had gotten word that the engineer ponies had finally been able to shut off the weather machines, so she was ordered to return to assess the damage and help rebuild and reorganize. As the clouds released their lightning they dissipated, and with no clouds being added to the massive lightning storm sunlight was finally beginning to break through the deadly layer. Once it was safe enough for the weatherponies to take to the skies once more, they made quick work of the remaining clouds, rounding them up and bucking them away.

Spitfire was surprised by the extent of the damage done to her home city. The majority of the buildings had lightning rods on the roofs, but the sheer number of lightning bolts going off during the storm proved to be too much. Many of the buildings had burn marks from where lightning struck them, and a few buildings had moderate fire damage done. A lot of the ponies were busy repairing their homes and businesses, but by far the building being paid attention to the most was the weather factory.

Now that the deadly cloud production had ceased, the staff now had to somehow repair everything as quickly as possible. Each day their machines were down meant that another day went by with no rain. The lack of rain since that fateful day when the griffons broke in had already taken its toll on all the farmers across Equestria, but now the farmers were reporting that their crops would all be dead if they didn’t get any rain very soon. The chief of the factory was a complete mess; she knew that it would be at least a month before they could produce enough rain to meet the needs of one small farm, let alone every farm out there. But even with every single pegasus working almost all day with repairing the factory and machines, there was little hope to meet that deadline.

With no engineering experience, there was no way for Spitfire to help with the machines. Instead she rounded up her remaining Wonderbolts and put them on heightened alert since the city was in such a vulnerable position. She dispatched a few squads to take to the skies and patrol the area and to report any suspicious activity to her immediately. With nothing else to do but wait, Spitfire returned to her quarters to catch up on her sleep.

Her sleep was once again darkened as she relived her memories. The haunting death cries of her three lost teammates echoed through her head again as bright flashes seemed to fill her unconscious vision. Her dreams switched over to her time spent as a captive, alone in a dark dungeon until she was summoned for her chance at freedom. She grimaced as she dreamt about the two timberwolves closing in on her, their cocks erect and ready to penetrate her body. She swore she could feel their cocks entering her body yet again, but no matter how hard she tried to struggle in her sleep they managed to still have their way with her.

Suddenly, her dream turned around as the timberwolves ceased their assault on her and ran away. Looking up, she saw a familiar pegasus walking towards her; the pegasus she traveled to the Griffon Kingdom with. He walked up to her and kissed her, Spitfire allowing herself to submit to her secret crush. He cuddled up to her, letting his cock slip between her legs and rub against her pussy.

Just as he was about to penetrate her, Spitfire awoke. She glanced behind her, revealing that yet again she was alone in her bed, just like every single time she had that dream. She let out a frustrated groan, a hoof slipping down to see if… yup, she was once again soaking wet from her dream.

With no other options for relief, she began to rub her crotch as she tried to think of a pony who she wanted. Though she knew plenty of stallions who would be more than glad to rut her if given the chance, there was only one stallion she wanted right now. The same stallion she thought of every single time she had this same dream. The same stallion who always saved her in her dream.

As his face appeared in her mind her already wet pussy suddenly became soaked in her juices. Unable to hold back any longer she began rubbing her crotch, trying to recall that night she spent with him camped out in the woods after they were released from the griffons. Though she was sore from her torture and his cock entering her had stung, it had begun to feel good after a short time. Feeling his hot cum shoot into her had felt like heaven after what she had been through, and since then he was the only stallion for her.

Moaning his name over and over, Spitfire’s orgasm hit her like a buffalo stampede. Her legs quivered slightly from her orgasm, and she lay panting on her bed for a few minutes as she caught her breath. Once her orgasm subsided completely, she pulled one of her pillows against her body, wishing that it was really her secret crush. She felt a slight feeling of jealousy in her heart, knowing very well that her love was sleeping with Rainbow Dash every night.

A dark cloud entered her mind as her feelings of jealousy began to slowly grow yet again. “Why does she get him all to herself? I suffered like she did, why don’t I have a special somepony to hold me every night?” she muttered to herself.

Something in Spitfire’s mind snapped, allowing the dark cloud of thoughts to explode and take over. “I invited her to be a Wonderbolt, I took her under my wing and even allowed her to be lead pony after she tried to quit. I helped her gain fame and respect, and what does she do in return? She steals my special somepony and hogs him all to herself. I deserve somepony like him… no, I deserve him.”

With her crazed thoughts now cemented in her mind, she drifted off to sleep, dreaming of her and her love together forever. Somehow, someway, she would make him hers.

Author's Note

And to think some people thought I forgot about Spitfire... nope.

Looks like things are taking an interesting turn, eh? It's a real shame that 'Molestia' isn't canon... so many ways she could punish Luna for her actions.

Chapter 9

Princess Celestia was exhausted. It had been days since she had gotten a full night’s rest, and there was no end of the mountain of tasks that continued to pile up as each day passed. Ever since Luna’s actions had come to light Celestia had no choice but to restrict her sister’s responsibilities to almost nothing. Luna’s daily tasks were now limited to raising and lowering the moon as well as decorating the night sky, but ever since she realized her grave error her skies have been void of the brilliant stars that she usually spread across the darkness.

Celestia wished dearly she had time to help raise her sister’s morale, but a new urgent message had arrived from Twilight. A griffon had been welcomed into Ponyville and was now being housed in Fluttershy’s cottage. Even though it was confirmed that this griffon had helped rescue the missing Fleur Dis Lee, Celestia still didn’t feel comfortable about the situation. The princess knew she had to send someone she trusted to go and interrogate this griffon, but her soldiers were already stretched too thin, and there was absolutely no chance that she was willing to send Discord.

The sound of the throne room door opening caught Celestia’s attention. Looking up, she was surprised to see a pegasus she did not expect…

“Spitfire, I thought you were still in Cloudsdale overseeing the repairs to the weather station.” the princess said.

“The weather ponies are all working around the clock to get the rain machines back up as quickly as they can, but it’s going to take another week or two before they can even test to see if they’re working.” Spitfire said, stepping up to Celestia’s throne and bowing. “I can’t, um, well, I’m not really able to help fix the machines, so I figured I’d report to you in person.”

Celestia nodded, somewhat relieved that she found the perfect pony to take on her task. “I’m actually glad you came. I have a task of the utmost importance for you to do.”

Spitfire’s ears perked up at the news. “Anything, my princess.” she said gleefully.

Celestia explained to her the news of the griffon now sheltered in Ponyville and how he had saved Fleur from her captivity. Spitfire gritted her teeth, unable to fathom the idea that some griffon could possibly want to help anypony. “I want you to speak to this griffon and find out whatever you can.” Celestia said. “I also want you to bring Rainbow Dash with you back to Ponyville.”

Spitfire felt like she had just been stabbed in the heart when she heard that name. “Come again?” she asked, her mane rising slightly in anxiety.

“I need you to escort Rainbow Dash back to Ponyville to regroup with her friends. Right now we need the Elements of Harmony back together, just in case the griffons are planning some sort of attack there.” Celestia said, hoping that the griffon’s arrival wasn’t indeed some sort of trap.

Spitfire wanted to scream no and storm out, but there was no way she could do that to her princess. “Y-yes, of course. I’ll do that.” she said somewhat reluctantly.

“Thank you, Spitfire. I knew I could depend on you.” Celestia said.

With a quick bow, Spitfire headed for the exit and headed to where Rainbow was staying. Knocking on the door, she found it unlocked and let herself in, not seeing anypony inside. An odd noise caught her attention, and she found herself drawn to a closed door. The noises got louder, and she soon realized it was the sound of some mare panting loudly combined with the wet sounds of a cock sliding into a soaking wet pussy.

Opening the door ever so slightly, Spitfire gasped as she saw Rainbow Dash being taken from behind by a certain pegasus. Spitfire felt tears welling in her eyes as she watched her special somepony thrusting his cock into Rainbow’s cunt, both ponies loving every second of it. The stallion groaned and pulled his cock out of Dash’s hole, ejaculating all over her ass. Spitfire licked her lips as she saw the strands of cum erupt from his flared head, desperately wishing that it was her being coated with the white liquid. Heck, she would even be okay with licking his cum off of Dash’s body, sticking her tongue in her pussy just to get every last drop.

Dash began to turn around to lick her lover’s cock clean. Panicking slightly, Spitfire closed the door and backed away, heading back to the living room to wait for the two horny ponies to finish their time together. Walking into the living room, she was surprised to see another pegasus already there; her old teammate Soarin.

“Hey Soarin, you’re looking a lot better!” she exclaimed happily, walking up to him.

“Spitfire?” Soarin exclaimed in surprise. He hadn’t seen Spitfire since leaving the hospital, and he had never been sure if he could look at her the same way again. What made him the most uncomfortable was the fact that she didn’t seemed troubled by anything that had happened; she had no regrets about watching innocent griffons die, she had no sorrow for the three teammates they lost, and worst of all she had no guilt for taking the life of another creature.

Before Spitfire reached him, Soarin got up from his seat. “I… I gotta go.” he simply said, walking past her and left the building.

Spitfire was in absolute shock by his actions. ‘What the hay was that about?’ she thought to herself. ‘What’s his problem? I thought we were best buds. I saved his life from those griffons and now he treats me like a complete stranger! Something isn’t right, something must have…

…Rainbow Dash. She must have gotten to him, too! I can’t believe her, first she steals my special somepony and now she steals my best friend!’

Spitfire’s thoughts were cut short as Rainbow Dash and the other pegasus finally exited their bedroom and saw Spitfire. They both hugged Spitfire in greeting, the fiery Wonderbolt captain tempted to snap Dash’s neck but held back. Spitfire explained that she was to escort Dash back to Ponyville immediately, but also asked if he would come with them. Her heart sank when he declined as he had to stay in case Princess Celestia needed him for a delivery. Dash was still a little nervous about flying such a far distance, but with a few encouraging words and a passionate kiss from her lover, both mares were soon ready to go.

Rainbow Dash took the lead and Spitfire brought up the rear. The Wonderbolt Captain was furious with her junior wingpony. She had turned away in disgust as Rainbow and the stallion kissed goodbye, and she had also almost thrown up when they said ‘I love you’ to each other. The entire flight Spitfire wished that she could get Rainbow Dash out of the way, allowing her and her stallion to be together.

Unfortunately for her, Spitfire knew that she was powerless to do anything. She would surely be caught if she tried to do anything to Rainbow, landing her in Canterlot’s prison, or worse, banished to the moon for life. For now, she decided to wait and watch…

Both pegasi finally reached Ponyville in mid-afternoon. They landed by Twilight’s library as Princess Celestia had told them that the mysterious griffon was now residing there. Twilight had wanted to keep an eye on this griffon personally, as well as wanted him away from Fluttershy due to her last experience with griffons. Fleur had moved over to Carousel Boutique with Rarity as the accommodations there suited her style much better, not to mention she could finally get some rest without Spike trying to sneak a peek at her.

As Spitfire and Rainbow Dash were greeted by Twilight, Iron Rook came down the stairs to see who had arrived. Both pegasus mares froze as the sight of the griffon brought back suppressed memories. Dash managed to keep her emotions in control and reluctantly extended a hoof in greeting, even though flashes of her rape by the entire griffon barracks flashed through her mind. Spitfire, though, barely managed to say hi as her mind replayed the day where she killed a griffon with her own hooves, squeezing the life out of his drowning body in a rainbow colored pool.

Twilight knew why Spitfire was here, so she excused herself and Rainbow to allow Spitfire to complete her work. The two friends trotted off to visit Fluttershy, saying they’d be back just after nightfall. Iron caught Spitfire casting a hate-filled stare at Rainbow Dash as she left and decided to make a mental note of that incident as perhaps it would come in use later.

Finally alone, Spitfire lashed out at Iron, catching the griffon completely by surprise. Her rear hooves connected with his chest, sending him crashing into a bookshelf. It hurt for him to breathe, and as he looked up from his collapsed position he saw Spitfire staring coldly down at him.

“I know you and your kind. What are you doing here?” she demanded. She didn’t wait for his answer as she bucked him again in the same place, once again taking the breathe from his body.

“H-hol-*cough* hold on!” he gasped, trying to protect himself from her onslaught.

Spitfire lashed out a third time, but missed as Iron barely managed to dodge the attack. A sickening thud rung out as her hooves struck the bookshelf behind where his head was just a few seconds ago.

“Wait, hold on! Calm down!” Iron begged. Spitfire didn’t listen, instead chasing the unfortunate griffon around Twilight’s library.

“I know what you and your kind do to us ponies! There’s no way you could have saved Fleur without some sort of ulterior motive!” she yelled back at him.

Spitfire continued chasing Iron until the griffon finally sought shelter in Twilight’s basement, locking the sturdy door behind him to keep Spitfire out. The door shook as she gave it a powerful kick, but luckily for Iron the door held firm.

“Scum! Coward! Get out here and face me!” she yelled.

There was no way Iron was doing as she commanded. He sighed with relief as the banging on the door finally ceased, but he could still hear the crazed pegasus breathing heavily just outside.

“I swear I don’t know what you’re talking about. Please, I just wanted to get away from this whole war.” he tried reasoning with her again, but yet again failed.

“Open this bucking door now! If you don’t you’re going to wish that you were dead!” the pegasus threatened again. “I swear by Celestia I’ll kill you before I kill Rainbow Das-”

Spitfire quickly shut her mouth, hoping that the griffon either didn’t hear her or didn’t know who Rainbow Dash was. Unfortunately for her, heard every single word and knew perfectly well who Rainbow Dash was. In fact, he had some very close, ‘personal’ contact with her a long time ago…

Spitfire couldn’t believe what she just said. ‘What gotten into me? Why did I just say that? I couldn’t do that to… what’s wrong with me?’ She lowered her aggressive stance and stared at the floor, her emotions now conflicting with each other.

Iron slowly cracked open the door and saw Spitfire in her depressed state. “Jeez, what’s wrong with you ponies? First you try to kill me, now you’re about to cry?”

“S-shut up!” Spitfire snapped, glaring at the griffon. “Just get… get the buck out of my face!”

Iron cautiously approached her, not wanting to get in range of her powerful hind legs again. “Maybe I can help you. Would that prove that I’m really here to help? That you can trust me?”

Spitfire glared back at the griffon. “Feh! How could you possibly help me? You don’t know anything about me or my problems.”

Thinking for a moment, Iron Rook pieced together the information he had so far and made a guess. “So Rainbow Dash stole the pony you like, huh?” he asked, taking a shot in the dark.

His guess hit the bulls-eye, and Spitfire recoiled as his words struck right at her heart. “It’s not fair! Why should she have him all to herself? How come I have to be all alone?” she shouted, her emotions once again taking control.

Iron had to struggle to stop from smiling. “You’re right, you do deserve him, and I can help you get him. It sounds like you need Rainbow Dash to… go away somewhere. I can do that. I can make sure she never bothers you again, and you can be alone with your stallion forever.”

Spitfire ate up every single word that came from his mouth. “R-really? You c-can do that?” she asked hopefully.

Iron nodded yes.

“Okay… just promise that you won’t hurt her.” Spitfire added, not wanting any more guilt than needed.

“Don’t worry, she’ll love being with me.” Iron grinned mischievously. “She’ll absolutely love it.”

By the time Twilight returned home Spitfire had flown off back to Canterlot. Iron Rook sported a large bruise on his chest, but despite Twilight demanding to know if Spitfire had hurt him he refused to blame the pegasus, instead saying he tripped and slammed into one of the bookshelves. Twilight found the story hard to believe, but Iron refused to say otherwise.

Twilight eventually went to bed, leaving Iron alone once again. Once he was sure Twilight was sound asleep he slipped out one of the windows and flew the short distance to a house made of clouds. He slipped into the house through one of the unlocked windows. It didn’t take him long to find the one bedroom in the house, and as expected the bed inside was occupied by a rainbow-maned pegasus.

Rainbow Dash’s dreams were once again proving to cause problems as her sleep was full of restlessness. She hated having to sleep alone, but with nopony else in the entire house she didn’t have much of a choice. She wished she could feel her mate behind her as usual, or even Soarin. Just knowing she wasn’t alone was all she wished for.

Dash’s eyes snapped open as she felt a rush of cool air suddenly sweep over her entire body. Looking down at her body she saw that her blanket was no longer covering her body, leaving her exposed on her bed. She looked around trying to figure out where it could have gone but instead found the dark silhouette of a griffon standing at the foot of her bed.

“Please no…” she softly said, trying to move back to get away from then griffon. Her back bumped against the headboard, leaving her to cower in fear. The griffon chuckled as he got onto the bed and slowly took step after step towards the scared pegasus until he stood over her quivering body.

“Why hello there, it’s been a while.” he said, licking his beak. He stared at her slim form, appreciating the fact that she had started taking care of herself now that she was no longer a prisoner. Though the griffons all had fun using her body, they were always slightly put off by the stench of old cum that stuck to her fur. But now her body was spotless and clean, and Iron Rook couldn’t wait to get his claws on her.

“Spread your legs. Show yourself to me.” Iron commanded. Rainbow wanted to run away and find safety in her special somepony’s hooves, but he was of course miles and miles away. Instead, she followed Iron’s orders, spreading her legs and exposing her pussy to him. Though the room was dark, Iron could make out the small slit in Dash’s body that housed her sex. He was disappointed that there was barely any hint of wetness around her pussy. During her time in captivity she was always soaked down there, especially when any griffon would walk into her prison.

“Looks like you need your training again.” he sneered, roughly rubbing her pussy. She gasped at his touch but knew better than to try to move away, still well aware of the damage he could easily inflict on her with his sharp talons. Instead she was forced to endure the rough foreplay until her body began to respond to his touch. He brought his claw close to his face, seeing that it was now shimmering with a thin layer of her juices. He licked his talon and smiled. “Good, looks like you haven’t been fucked in a while.” he said as his cock began to harden.

Iron moved up Dash’s body so his cock was pressed against her lips. Dash kept her lips shut, still hoping that this was all just a bad dream. Annoyed by her resistance, Iron grabbed her throat and squeezed, causing Dash to cough and open her mouth in surprise. With his other claw, Iron grabbed the back of Dash’s head and pulled her forward as he thrust his hips, sinking his entire cock into her mouth and throat.

Rainbow gagged as the thick orifice mercilessly rammed its way into her. She had no problem deep-throating her lover, but he always allowed her to go at her own pace. Now she found herself being used like a fuck-toy once again, and with a deep groan of pleasure the griffon began to pump his cock in and out of her mouth.

There was no way Rainbow could try to push the larger griffon off of her. All she could do was hope that he would finish soon. As she felt him move back and forth in her mouth she licked the underside of his cock with her tongue, hoping the stimulation would cause him to finish soon. Iron grinned as he felt her tongue, enjoying the addition. “You really do like my cock in your mouth, don’t you, you slut?” he asked her.

Rainbow shook her head defiantly, using all her willpower to not become submissive once again. She was surprised when Iron withdrew his cock from her mouth, his shaft now soaked with her saliva. He moved back down so his body was above hers, his dick again pointed straight at her pussy.

“Hmm, too bad, guess I’ll have to try a different hole.” he said, pressing the tip of his penis against Dash’s hole.

“No… no… please no. Don’t.” Rainbow begged as she felt herself being opened by his cock. Her words fell on deaf ears as Iron slid inch after inch of his orifice into her body, and even though he wanted to violate her in one thrust he remained patient and instead took his time making Dash his once again.

Iron groaned in bliss as he finally bottomed out inside Dash. The poor mare, on the other hoof, was once again in tears as her worst nightmares were once again coming true. She called out for her special somepony in between sobs, but the only response she got was Iron’s laugh. “He can’t help you, nopony can.” he smirked as he pounded away at Dash’s body. She didn’t want to give up hope that somehow he would hear her cries and swoop in to save her, but each time Iron’s erect dick thrust into her tight pussy she lost hope a little bit more.

Iron thought back to the time where Rainbow Dash was held captive in the griffon king’s castle. He had used her quite a few times as he was one of the griffons assigned to guard duty, but every time he came to fuck her he had always been a little disgusted by having to take sloppy seconds. Now, though, he had all night to use the mare however he wished without having to share with any other griffon.

“Try not to get too lonely. You’re going to feel only my cum inside every single hole you have.” he said, thrusting faster as his pleasure heightened. Hearing those words scared Dash even more; knowing that he planned on cumming inside of her only seemed to make the rape ten times worse. She placed her forehooves on the griffons chest in an attempt to push him off, but all her attempts did was piss Iron off.

“How dare you try to throw me off! You should be honored that I would want to use such a lowly whorse like you!” he shouted. In his fit of rage Iron clenched his right claw tightly and swung at Dash’s head. His balled up claw connected with Dash’s head with a sickening thud, knocking the pony out immediately. Iron didn’t seem to notice or care in the slightest that his unwilling partner was now out cold as he continued thrusting in and out of her now limp body. His ego now boosted by the fact that he rendered her unconscious with one hit, he soon felt a familiar sensation in his dick and knew he was getting close. He thought about pulling out and shooting his load all over Dash’s body and face, but he figured that he would have plenty of time to coat her with his jizz, both inside and outside.

With a few more deep frenzied thrusts, Iron slammed his cock inside of the still unconscious pony one last time before releasing his load inside of her, shooting off five shots of sperm in her pussy before finally withdrawing from her body. He looked down with a smile of accomplishment as he saw her pussy still slightly gaped and a thin strand of cum slowly slipping from her love hole. He looked down at his own genitals and saw that his cock was still fully erect. Deciding that it was time for round two, he rolled Dash’s body over with little concern for her comfort and placed a pillow under her lower abdomen, leaving her rear vulnerable. Testing her puckered rear hole with a single talon, he smiled as he felt her anus tightly grip his talon. He scooped up the meager strand of cum from her pussy lips and smeared it around her asshole, but it wasn’t quite enough to fulfill his needs. He spit a large wad of saliva onto her rear hole to finish his preparations.

Iron mounted Rainbow Dash for the second time, positioning his cock so it rested right against her ass. He had hoped she would be awake for this as he wanted to hear her cry in pain as he reclaimed her final hole, but he figured that as long as she was out he could be as rough as he wanted.

Grinning with anticipation, Iron took a deep breath and thrust his entire cock into Dash’s ass in one swift motion. Even while out cold, Dash’s face seemed to tense up in pain as her asshole was ripped open and violated. Iron couldn’t believe the tightness of her anal opening and was happy that she had time to recover from her time in the griffon’s captivity. Her tight sphincter seemed to be trying to squeeze his cock off, but this just added to the pleasure Iron was finding in her tight ass. He kept still for a few moments, savoring the moment, before he began to forcefully fuck Dash yet again.

Consciousness began to slowly return to Rainbow Dash, but it was not a pleasant experience. A deep throbbing pain filled the left side of her head, but a fiery burning feeling in her rectum soon overpowered her headache. She groaned as she tried to turn her head to see what was causing the pain in her backside, but Iron saw she was awake and slapped her tight ass and slid his dick out of her body.

Dash yelped in surprise at his stinging strike. “Oh good, you’re awake. I was afraid you were going to miss all the fun.” Iron said coldly as he shoved his member right back into Dash’s gaping ass.

Now that she was aware of what was happening to her body, Rainbow screamed out in pain as the burning in her bum increased ten-fold as Iron continued to ravage her. Her cries of pain soon were mixed with her sobbing and tears as she began to finally mentally break down yet again. The damage done to her had taken so much time and energy from all her friends, especially her lover, but all their hard work was quickly being unraveled by one griffon. With each tear that fell from Dash’s eyes her mind began to shut out the outside world bit by bit.

The sounds of his victim crying made the moment so much sweeter for Iron, causing him to quicken his pace and soon shoot his second load into Dash’s bowels. Rainbow cringed as she felt the familiar feeling of a hot liquid filling her insides as his cock throbbed. Iron remained still until the last drop of his cum was deposited deep in her body, and once he was sure he had nothing left he withdrew his now shrinking cock.

Still sobbing, Rainbow Dash curled up back into the fetal position for the first time in ages. Iron couldn’t help but feel proud of his accomplishment, loving the sight of the broken pony with his cum seeping out from both her holes. He grabbed a claw-full of Rainbow’s mane and lifted her head up. “You loved that, didn’t you, you dirty slut?” he whispered into her ear.

Dash nodded, knowing that saying no would result in more pain. Iron Rook grinned at her obedience. “Good, because there’s plenty more of my cum for you. You’re going to let me fuck you whenever I want, in whichever hole I wish.”

Rainbow shook her head, drawing the line there. “No, I… I can’t! My special… I can’t betray him.” she said shakily. She knew the griffon would hurt her for denying him but she had to try.

Iron was somewhat taken aback by her refusal but he didn’t move to strike her. “Very well, if that’s what you decide.” he said.

What happened next shocked Rainbow; the griffon got off the bed and walked out of her bedroom. Dash sat up and stared at the doorway, unable to believe that he had listened to her and did as she wished. Her look of relief soon turned to horror as she saw Iron return shortly, but with something she loved held tightly in one of his claws…

“Tank!” she cried out, getting up to rescue her beloved pet. Her pet tortoise looked at her helplessly as Iron held him by the neck. She froze in place as Iron held the tortoise higher and began to tighten his grip. Iron had spotted Tank when he snuck into her house, and catching the slow animal proved easier than convincing Pinkie Pie to eat a cupcake.

“Please, please don’t hurt him! I’ll do whatever you want! I’ll suck your dick, you can use my body whenever you want! Just let him go, please!” Dash begged.

Iron shook his head. “You had your chance to pleasure me, but you selfishly chose not to. Now you have to pay the price for disobeying my orders.” he said, acting like it was all her fault.

“No! Just wait, no!” Dash screamed as she tried to run forward to rescue her friend, but it was too late. Iron Rook squeezed with all his might, constricting Tank’s ability to breathe. Using his other claw, he grabbed the tortoise’s head and twisted it with one swift movement, ending the life of Dash’s loyal pet.

The crack reached Rainbow Dash’s ears, stopping her in her tracks. Her heart felt like it had just been crushed by a mountain. She watched in slow motion as Iron let go of her pet and let the limp body fall to the floor, never to rise again. Dash’s legs gave out and she collapsed on the floor, streams of tears pouring down her face as she cried out her pet’s name over and over.

Iron kicked the dead pet aside like a piece of trash and walked over to the sobbing mare. Grabbing her mane yet again, he lifted her head to force her to look at him. “If you EVER disobey me again, your friends will all lose their beloved pets also. And don’t even think of trying to warn anypony of me. None of them will believe you. Do as I say, and you’ll soon love the pleasure I can give you.”

Rainbow had no choice but to nod again. Iron released her and spit on her face, his saliva hitting her on top of her muzzle. Without a single glance back at the still crying mare, Iron left her house with a satisfied grin on his face. He would continue his charade for Twilight and all the other ponies as the hero who saved Fleur, but he could also relax as he had completed his primary task; disrupt the Elements of Harmony should they all regroup in the same town.

Plus he now had a personal fuck-toy to use anytime he wished. For him, life was looking good for Iron Rook.

Even in Canterlot’s state-of-the-art hospital, Zecora guessed that it would take weeks for her patient to show any signs of improvement. However, thanks to some unconventional methods that she knew but most ponies looked down upon, the mysterious zebra had the injured creature stable within just a few days, and it only took a few more days before her charge finally regained consciousness.

“Where… where am I?”

“In my humble home you are, I take it you have traveled far.”

“Ugh… my head. What happened?”

“Your head you mustn’t try to touch. Your body has been through so much.”

“Who are you?”

“I am Zecora, pleased to meet. Your survival was quite the feat.”

“Nice to meet you, Zecora. I’m Thunderbird.”

Author's Note

Before anyone says anything... yes, I did just go there. Not even the pets are safe. Oh, and it looks like Rainbow Dash doesn't get her 'happily ever after' yet, either.

So... who wants to guess where Spitfire is off to now?

Chapter 10

Once her deal with Iron Rook had been made, Spitfire took off and flew as fast as she could back to Canterlot. Once Iron said he was willing to help her she didn’t show a single ounce of care how Iron was going to prevent Rainbow Dash from interfering with her love life. Instead, all of her attention was focused on her special somepony, and now she had him all to herself.

It was dark once she arrived in the sleepy capital. She flew by the courier’s apartment once and saw that all the lights were already out. Landing at the front door, she produced a spare key to the apartment that she had stolen from Rainbow, quietly unlocking the door and letting herself in. Once inside, she quietly walked to one of the bedroom doors and slipped inside. She smiled as she saw the dark shape of the bed, but more importantly she saw somepony fast asleep in it. She silently made her way to the foot of the bed and slipped under the sheets, making her way up the stallion’s legs and eventually to his crotch. The stallion seemed restless in his sleep, so Spitfire began gently stroking his inner thighs and crotch with her hoof.

“Shh, shh. It’s okay, I’m here.” she said softly, concentrating more on the pony’s cock as it began to grow. “Just relax, I’m going to make you forget all about her.”

Seeing the sleeping stallion was halfway erect, she began licking the shaft up and down its entire length with her tongue, savoring the taste of his meat stick. Her gentle licking soon caused the cock to become rock hard, and she even swore that she could feel his cock throbbing against her tongue.

“Mmm, looks like somepony wasn’t satisfied with Rainbow Dash.” she happily whispered. “I’ll show you that I’m the only pony you’ll ever need.”

Starting at the base of his dick, Spitfire slowly dragged her tongue up his shaft all the way to the tip before stretching her mouth over his flared head. With a deep breath, Spitfire then slowly started to swallow inch after inch of the stallion’s member, not wanting to stop until she got it all down her throat. The urge to gag and spit out the large cock hit her multiple times, but each time she managed to quell the feeling and kept forcing herself to swallow more until she achieved her goal. As her muzzle connected with the stallion’s lower abdomen she heard him groan in pleasure as he felt his member being wrapped in her warm flesh, causing Spitfire’s heart to flutter in excitement. Now knowing that she was doing well, Spitfire began bobbing her head up and down, sucking his cock with everything she had.

“Wha… what the…?” she heard her lover murmur, most likely coming out of his sleep. Suddenly, the cock in her mouth began to twitch and erupted without warning, sending several massive shots of cum down her throat with no warning. Spitfire’s eyes went wide with surprise but she kept the cock in her mouth, wanting to show she was the best mare for him by swallowing every drop. Her determination allowed her to succeed, and with a soft ‘pop’ the stallion’s cock finally left her mouth.

Remaining hidden by the sheets, Spitfire turned around so her ass was now being rubbed by the stallion’s still hard cock. “Mmm, that feels good.” Spitfire cooed. “Your cum on my ass felt like heaven before, but I bet that it would feel even better to cum inside my ass.”

Spitfire moved her ass up and down until she felt his cock pressing against her tight rear hole. She took another deep breath, somewhat scared by the thought of something so big penetrating her ass. After the timberwolf rape she swore she would never allow any stallion to use her ass again, but she was okay with her special somepony using her body any way he wished. She tried to relax her ass as she began to lean backwards, praying that it wouldn’t be too painful this time. The thin coating of saliva and sperm on the stallion’s cock allowed the head of his dick to slip into her ass with ease, but Spitfire still froze as the pain of her anal opening being stretched to its limit hit her. She had to bite her lip to stop from crying out in pain, and for a split second she thought of taking his cock out of her ass. A flashback of seeing Rainbow Dash fucking her lover shattered any further ideas of stopping, though, and with a grimace Spitfire began to lower herself, only getting another inch into her before she had to stop again. She gasped and let out a quick sob as she began to reach her limit of how much pain she could handle. It wasn’t until it was too late did Spitfire notice that the sheet over her head was being lifted off. She let out a small ‘eep!’ as the weight of the sheets were lifted off of her, but a bigger shock was only mere seconds away.

“S-S-S-Spitfire?” a familiar voice said in shock.

Spitfire’s eyes went wide in surprise. She knew the voice very well, but it was not the voice she was expecting. Her legs gave out from the sudden surprise, and with a loud cry Spitfire took the entire length of the pony’s cock into her ass. The pain that shot through her body was almost enough to make her begin to cry, but she managed to hold back her tears for now.

Soarin couldn’t help but moan in pleasure as Spitfire’s ass involuntarily accepted his entire length. He had never put his cock into another pony’s ass, but as he felt just how tight Spitfire’s was he wished he had tried it sooner with some of the many mares who adored him. He unconsciously bucked his hips upward, wanting to feel more pleasure.

Spitfire’s mind raced faster than a hurricane, trying to figure out what had gone wrong. “Soarin! What are- mmph! What are you doing in here?” she winced, trying not to move too much to stop the pain in her rectum.

“This… this is my room here.” he said somewhat confused. “You came in… you were the one who came in here when I was asleep.”

Spitfire gasped as she realized her mistake. In her rush to force herself upon her target, she had gone to the bedroom on the right instead of the one on the left. Thoughts of her intended target finding out about this mistake and shunning her forever began to cloud her mind, and soon she lost control of herself and began openly weeping.

Soarin heard her crying, but before he could ask what was wrong she spoke. “It’s not fair… it’s not fair! Now he’ll never want me. He’ll find out about this and never talk to me again! Why can’t I have somepony who loves me? It’s not fair. Nopony loves me. I’ll be alone forever.”

Soarin reached out and gently touched her between her wings. “Spitfire, you’re not alone. There are plenty of ponies who like you.” he said, trying to calm her.

She shook her head. “Yeah right. Like who?” she said.

Soarin gulped, somewhat scared to say the words in his head. “Well… me.” he finally said.

It took Spitfire a few moments to understand what Soarin was telling her. “W-what? What?” she asked, somewhat confused.

Soarin decided to come clean and confess what he had been hiding for years. “I like you. I really like you. I actually, well, I love you. You’re the reason I joined the Wonderbolts all those years ago. Remember the speed test? I barely managed to finish before time ran out and the instructors told me to just quit. But you told me that I shouldn’t give up. You believed in me and you wanted to graduate the academy with me. That’s the only reason I stayed, to be with you.”

“R-really?” Spitfire stuttered. “No, you would have passed it anyways. Besides, you can have any mare you want. You have plenty of fan-mares who would love to sleep with you.”

“Well, that may be true, but you’re the one who has my cock in her...” Soarin reminded her. Spitfire’s face burned up in embarrassment as she had completely forgotten about his cock inside of her ass. She was thankful that he couldn’t see her red face wince as she slowly lifted herself off of his dick, and she finally released herself from being impaled on his shaft.

“S-sorry, I’ll let you get back to sleep.” Spitfire said, slowly getting up to leave. She gasped in surprise as she found herself being pulled backwards, falling softly onto the bad and wrapped in Soarin’s hooves.

“What the… what are you doing?” Spitfire said in confusion.

Soarin hugged her gently. “Don’t you get it, Spits? You don’t have to go. I told you I love you.”

Some doubt still lingered in her heart. “Then why did you just walk out on me yesterday?” she asked, remembering his cold attitude to her.

Soarin looked down, somewhat ashamed by his actions. “It’s just that… well, you’ve seemed to change so much lately. It wasn’t that I wasn’t happy to see you, I just hate seeing you caring only about revenge. Look, I know that something bad happened to you on that mission Luna sent you on, but you don’t need to suffer through whatever is going on alone. I’ll always be there for you. That’s why I risked leaving Cloudsdale that night, so I could be with you.”

Spitfire couldn’t believe how blind she had been to her best friend’s feelings. She had felt a strong attraction to him but ever since her torture the only thing that she allowed her mind to think about was revenge. But now, being held by another pony… she was taking a liking this feeling. She allowed her body to finally relax in Soarin’s hooves, allowing herself to finally drop her guard in weeks.

“This feels nice.” Spitfire said softly, nuzzling her head against Soarin’s chest.

Soarin agreed in his head, loving the feeling of his long time crush cuddling against his chest. Figuring that he had already pushed his luck once, he tried his luck again and gently kissed Spitfire on her forehead. The mare giggled from the small gesture, tilting her head up and letting her lips meet his. The two kissed each other passionately, both of them feeling a wave of relief wash over them.

“Do you want to stay with me tonight?” Soarin asked.

Spitfire nodded, physically exhausted from her long flight and mentally exhausted from her emotional rollercoaster. She shared one last kiss with Soarin before falling asleep next to him, finally no longer feeling alone in the world.

Though her powers had been severely limited by her sister, Princess Luna still retained the power to oversee any pony’s dreams. Before she had taken much pleasure in visiting as many pony’s dreams as possible each night to see what each of them secretly longed for or truly felt, but ever since her talk with Celestia’s courier she felt like she had no motivation. Guilt wracked her mind almost every minute, and all she did now was just ensure nopony was having any nightmares.

Sighing heavily, Luna entered her meditative trance and entered the dream world. Thousands of dreams appeared before her and she began scanning through them all. They were all the same as usual; some ponies dreaming of fame and riches, others dreaming of fantasies and hopes. One dream caught her attention, and upon closer inspection she realized it wasn’t just some nightmare some small filly was having. It was the worst kind of dream a pony could have; a dream where they relived a traumatic experience over and over with no hopes of escape.

Luna dug deeper and gasped as she realized that the dream belonged to Rainbow Dash. She couldn’t believe it. ‘I thought these dreams stopped ages ago!’ she thought to herself. Watching the dream, Luna saw Rainbow helplessly lying on the floor, reaching out into the darkness and crying for somepony to stop. An evil laugh seemed to come from every direction, followed by a sickening snapping sound. Rainbow Dash then collapsed in tears, sobbing a name that Luna couldn’t quite make out.

Snapping out of her trance, Luna sat shocked, breathing heavily as her mind raced. She glanced at the clock on her wall and saw that her sister would definitely be asleep by now. Luna stood up and closed her eyes briefly. Even though she was now forbidden from leaving the castle, the princess of the night knew that this dream that something terrible had just happened in Ponyville and it needed to be addressed now.

“Forgive me, sister.” Luna whispered, her horn glowing. With a quick flash of light she disappeared from her room, leaving Canterlot without any other pony knowing.

She reappeared miles and miles away inside a certain pony’s house. Though not in the same room, the sound of somepony crying could be faintly heard. Luna made her way to the room where the noise was coming from, and as she silently pushed the bedroom door open a grisly sight greeted her eyes.

Just a few feet away from her the lifeless body of a tortoise lay on the floor, his neck twisted at an unnatural angle. The bed was an absolute mess as all the sheets were crumpled up and stained with some sort of fluid. Just beyond the bed and curled up by the wall was Rainbow Dash, and even though she was asleep she still wept for her recently deceased friend.

As Luna’s attention returned to the tortoise in front of her, her mind momentarily replaced the pet’s body with a small griffon. Luna’s eyes went wide with surprise from the mirage and the full force of the courier’s words sunk in deeper.

“So this is the price the innocent pay.” she muttered softly, completely disgusted with her controversial order. She reached out with a hoof and gently touched Tank’s body and was shocked that it was still warm, though barely. Realizing that the murder of Dash’s pet occurred much more recently than she expected, she froze and listened for any hint that the murderer was still in the house, but only the sound of Dash’s periodic crying was heard. She returned her attention to the body and thought of a certain forbidden spell she was never, ever to use. She knew the heavy price she would have to pay to use it, not to mention the banishment her elder sister would likely impose upon her, but Luna soon made up her mind.

“I have to do this.” she said to herself. “I have to make this right.”

Concentrating on the spell, her horn glowed as a dim gold aura surrounded Tank’s corpse. As Luna concentrated harder, the glow increased.

Even though she had just started the spell Luna felt exhausted. Unlike regular spells where the magic used could be replaced, this spell permanently decreased the user’s magical capacity. It had been one of the reasons Celestia was able to defeat Nightmare Moon; Luna had used the spell once long ago, leaving her sister slightly stronger. Now, with Luna’s magical abilities limited by Celestia, Luna began to worry that she may not survive once the spell was complete. ‘Maybe Equestria will be better off without me.’ she thought.

With one last push, a gold shockwave rocked the house, finally waking Rainbow Dash. The shockwave left the house, and even though it was not visible to earth ponies or pegasi, every creature within a few hundred miles capable of using magic felt the unnatural phenomenon blasting through the air. Most unicorns woke up and wondered what had just happened before going to sleep. Even Twilight had no idea what had caused such an event to occur. But two creatures who felt the effects knew exactly what had happened.

Discord’s eyes snapped open as he felt the magical pulse. “Well, this should be interesting to hear about in the morning.” he simply said before going back to sleep.

Celestia did not have such a casual response. Her eyes flew wide in horror as she realized what spell caused the ripple effect. She got up and sprinted to her sister’s room, absolutely baffling her guards outside her bedroom door. She ignored her sister’s guards and burst into the vacant room, cursing that she hadn’t placed a spell to limit Luna’s ability to leave the castle. She closed her eyes and sensed how weak the feeling of the pulse had been and determined that Luna was no longer in Canterlot. Taking a wild guess, Celestia teleported herself to where trouble was most likely occurring; Ponyville.

Appearing in Twilight’s library, Celestia was not surprised to see Twilight already awake. “Princess Celestia! I was just about to wake Spike up to send you a letter. Something strange just happened.”

“Yes, I know, I felt it all the way in Canterlot.” Celestia said, cutting her off. “There isn’t much time. Do you know of anything strange going on in Ponyville? Has there been anything unusual going on?”

Twilight tried thinking of what could have caused the magic ripple but couldn’t think of anything. “I’m sorry, princess, but I just don’t know what could have caused it.” she said.

“Where is the griffon, Iron Rook?” Celestia asked.

“He’s still asleep. As soon as I felt the anomaly I checked on him. He was sound asleep in his room. Same with Spike, it didn’t wake him either.” Twilight said, not knowing that only magic users felt the disturbance.

Celestia nodded, relieved that her trust in the griffon refugee had not been broken. She asked Twilight to check up on Fleur and Rarity, who had also most likely been awakened by the pulse, while she herself went to go check up on Rainbow Dash first.

At first nothing seemed out of the ordinary at Rainbow’s cloud home, but Celestia could detect the microscopic magical pulses still emitting from somewhere inside the house. Letting out a rare swear, Celestia rushed inside, calling out for Rainbow Dash but receiving no answer. She made her way carefully through the house until a bumping noise caught her attention. Celestia froze as the noise slowly came closer and closer, and soon whatever was making the noise was just around the corner from the sun princess. Preparing herself for whatever was making the noise, Celestia rounded the corner and let out a yelp of surprise.

On the floor was her sister, unconscious and breathing very lightly. Struggling to pull the unconscious alicorn to Celestia was a familiar green tortoise, his body dimly glowing gold but still looking extremely tired. It didn’t take long for Celestia to piece together the evidence laid out before her. Celestia’s horn glowed briefly as she finished Luna’s attempt at the forbidden spell she used to bring Tank back, the glow around Tank finally being absorbed into his body. The tortoise looked as good as new, all his energy returning, though his slow speed remained the same.

With the tortoise better, Celestia looked over her sister, shocked by just how little magic Luna had left inside of her body. “Stupid sister, you knew you didn’t have enough magic to complete such a spell. Why would you still do this?” Celestia asked as she transferred some of her magic to Luna. The princess of the night began to breathe easier, allowing Celestia to sigh with relief.

“H-hello? Who’s there?” a timid voice rang out. Celestia saw Rainbow Dash slowly poke her head out of her bedroom, absolutely frightened by the noises that woke her up.

“Rainbow, it’s Princess Celestia. Don’t worry, you’re safe.” Celestia called out. At first Rainbow slowly came out like a scared puppy, but as soon as she saw her pet back on his feet she froze momentarily in disbelief.

“T-T-Tank?” she gasped. Her faithful pet seemed to smile at the sight of his pal, and with almost enough speed to create a sonic rainboom indoors Rainbow rushed over to hug the friend she almost lost.

“Tank! Oh my gosh, how did you… how did this… Tank!” she cried out, hugging the tortoise tightly against her. Soon tears began falling down her face once more as it dawned on her how close she was to losing her beloved pet forever, and by some sliver of luck she managed to find a second chance.

Celestia placed a hoof on Dash’s shoulder in comfort. “Rainbow Dash, I have to get Luna back to Canterlot. But before I go, how did this all happen?” she asked, concerned that something worse may happen.

Rainbow froze again, absolutely petrified that Iron Rook would find out that she told Princess Celestia what he had done. However, she was brought out of her trance by a small nudge. Looking down, Tank nudged her chin again, looking up at her and nodding, almost as if he could read her mind.

“Are you sure?” she whispered to him. Tank nodded again, and with a deep sigh Rainbow Dash hugged him once more before turning to Celestia and telling her everything that she remembered about the past few hours.

Celestia was shocked by the story she heard. There was no questioning Dash’s story, though. Iron Rook was a spy. After Rainbow Dash was done, she thanked the rainbow pony for her time and sent her to bed, promising that she would make sure Iron Rook was arrested by morning. Celestia conjured up a scroll and quill, scribbling a quick message and sending it off to the closest barracks before teleporting herself and her sister back to Canterlot.

Within a mere half an hour a dozen royal guards descended upon Ponyville. Their orders were simple; arrest the griffon refugee Iron Rook and hold him until Princess Twilight Sparkle could inform Celestia. He would then be brought back to Canterlot and face the court, most likely to be found guilty and sentenced to serve out a lengthy prison sentence. The guards all split up, the majority of them heading for Twilight’s library as the fugitive was seen there last. Though they tried to remain quiet as they entered the library, their bulky armor awakened Iron Rook from his sleep. He saw the two guards patrolling the perimeter of the library and heard more climbing the stairs. Correctly guessing that his cover was blown, Iron smashed through the nearest window and took to the skies. The two guards outside were unicorns and were unable to fly after the griffon, instead forced to try to track him while running. The pegasus guards had to run back out of the house before they could give chase, but the lead Iron had was definitely in the griffons favor.

Looking back at the pursuing pegasi, Iron laughed to himself that he could probably outrun them, but he had no idea if reinforcements may intercept him later on. He decided that the best course of action would be to hide in the forest south of Ponyville and wait until they had to give up searching for him, and with a graceful dive he penetrated the treetops and disappeared into the black woods.

The pegasus guards chased after him, but as expected they soon lost his trail. Undeterred, they began a search pattern to try to flush out the griffon, sending one guard to bring more backup to aid in the search. Even with every single guard in Equestria searching the woods, the chances of finding Iron were slim.

Somehow, luck seemed to turn over to the guards’ favor as one of them spotted the griffon hiding in a tree. “You! Stop where you are! Don’t move!” he shouted, but of course the griffon took off. The pegasus gave chase despite not being able to call for backup.

Glancing back at his pursuer, Iron saw he only had one guard chasing him and decided to set up an ambush. Ducking into a dense cluster of bushes, Iron hid himself and waited to turn the tables in his favor. He didn’t have to wait long as the guard slowed down, trying to figure out where the griffon could have gone. With a ferocious roar, Iron jumped out of his hiding spot and tackled the guard out of the sky. Both creatures went tumbling to the ground, biting, clawing, and punching at each other. The guard has his helmet knocked off his head, but managed to catch Iron off guard with a quick headbutt. Iron staggered back in a daze, allowing the guard to follow up his attack with another tackle. He managed to pin Iron underneath his body, and for a moment he thought that he managed to single-hoofedly capture the fugitive.

“Hey, can you guys hear me? I got him! I got th- agghh!” he called out, making the mistake of turning his head to call out into the woods. Iron saw the brief opening and savagely lashed out, hitting the guard in the throat. With another quick shove, the guard pony fell off of Iron, clutching his throat and fighting for air. Iron stood triumphantly over the pegasus, extending his claws and raising them to strike.

“Idiot, you almost had me. But now you’re going to die.” Iron said grimly, ready to slash the pony’s throat. The guard glared back at Iron, not intimidated by the griffon’s threats.

Iron’s blood boiled as the pegasus refused to cower and beg for his life. Lashing out, he tore at the guard’s face, tearing the left side of his face with his claws. “Fine, if you won’t beg, I’ll kill you slowly! You’ll wish I was merciful and killed you instantly in no time.” he yelled.

Iron raised his claw once again, but right before he could strike again another creature burst out from the brush. Iron yelped out in surprise as he was tackled off of the guard and once again went tumbling to the ground, but this time he was on the defensive. As soon as he could he separated himself from his attacker, and with a shocked expression he saw who had attacked him.

“You?!” Iron exclaimed in surprise.

“Yes, me.” Thunderbird said, staring his former friend down. Without warning, Thunderbird rushed in again, giving no quarter as he attacked the friend who betrayed him.

Iron was caught off guard by the still-injured griffon’s ferocity. At the very least he expected Thunderbird to ask why he had betrayed him. Thunderbird didn’t care about that, though. No matter what Iron’s excuse was, betraying a friend by trying to kill him was unforgivable.

Despite Thunderbird’s existing injuries he managed to gain a quick advantage, beating Iron Rook back with attack after vicious attack. Iron began to lose confidence in himself as he found himself on the defensive. The sudden sound of more guards moving towards the sound of the fighting added to Iron’s urgency to escape, but every time he tried to turn to run Thunderbird managed to catch him and drag him back into the fight.

With no other option, Iron reached down and grabbed a clump of earth, flinging it into Thunderbird’s eyes. The cheap trick bought the time Iron was looking for, and with a quick glance back at his former friend trying to clear his vision Iron took off into the woods.

And ran right into a squad of guards.

Both Iron and the guards were stunned by the sudden encounter, but Iron managed to react first. He swung his claws wildly, catching one of the guards in the head but was saved by his helmet. The guard cried out in surprise, though, and his fellow guards thought he had been mortally wounded. Acting quickly, the unicorn guards in the squad levitated their spears with their magic and propelled them towards the fleeing griffon.

Iron’s eyes went wide as two of the spears found their target. One of them had penetrated his thigh, but he wouldn’t have to worry about being unable to walk normally as the second spear was sticking out of his chest and had pierced his heart. A gurgle escaped his beak as he toppled over and fell, dead before he hit the ground.

As some of the guards confirmed the griffon was dead, the others saw Thunderbird through the brush and swarmed him. Thunderbird threw up his claws in surrender and offered no resistance as they pony guards shackled him to limit his movement. He tried telling his captors he meant no harm but they refused to listen to him. One of the guards flew off ahead of the rest of the group to inform the princesses that there was another griffon working with the first spy, who was now dead and left to rot on the forest floor. The others escorted the bound griffon out of the forest and to the closest barracks where he would be held until one of the princesses sentenced the prisoner of war.

It didn’t take long for the news of Iron’s betrayal and ulterior motives to spread like a wildfire. By morning, every single pony in Ponyville had heard that Rainbow Dash had been attacked, her pet tortoise almost killed, and another griffon hiding in the Everfree Forest had been captured. Everypony was shocked by Iron’s actions as they truly thought that he had freed Fleur out of the kindness in his heart, but now that they knew that he did it to just gain their trust almost every single pony lost any hope that a griffon could want to help them. Every single pony in the small town demanded that the captured griffon be executed immediately to prevent another attack.

Well, almost everypony.

Fleur had heard that a griffon had been captured in the forest, and like all the other residents of Ponyville she went outside to see what was going on. She almost fainted as she saw a familiar brown and black griffon being escorted through the town towards the guards barracks. Fresh bruises and cuts covered his body, and while most of the injuries were from his fight with Iron, some were caused by the occasional cheap-shot the guards took at him before they left the forest. Fleur called out Thunderbird’s name, but the jeers and shouts from the other ponies drowned her voice out, and any attempt to break through the crowd of ponies and guards proved even more useless. With no other way to gain the griffon’s attention, Fleur rushed off for the library, praying that Twilight was home.

By midday, news of what had happened in Ponyville had reached other cities, including Canterlot. Both Spitfire and Celestia’s courier heard the news from the mailpony, and with a quick glance at each other both of them rushed over to the castle to speak with the princesses.

Celestia confirmed most of the rumors before telling both pegasi what else had happened; how Iron Rook had broken into Rainbow Dash’s house and raped her before killing her pet before Luna snuck out of Canterlot and almost killed herself to bring Tank back.

The courier was in absolute shock, but Spitfire was absolutely devastated. She was enraged at herself for even considering making a deal with Iron, and even though Iron still would have had his way with Dash that night Spitfire placed all the blame on herself. Excusing themselves, both of them rushed back to their home to let Soarin know they were leaving immediately for Ponyville. Once he heard what happened, Soarin prepared to leave too, and within mere minutes all three pegasi were flying as fast as they could for Ponyville.

Fleur caught Twilight just as she was about to leave her library to decide the captive griffon’s fate. With no time to lose Fleur told Twilight that the griffon the guards had was the griffon responsible for ensuring her survival while she was captive as well as the griffon who had come up with the original escape plans. Twilight reminded her that her savior was dead, but Fleur swore that it was him, countering Twilight’s statement that Iron could have lied about Thunderbird’s death, too. With some reluctance still in her mind, Twilight agreed to speak to Thunderbird before she handed down her judgment. Fleur begged Twilight to allow her to see the griffon also, but Twilight had to deny her second request as allowing any visitors right now was strictly forbidden.

Despite not being able to talk to or see her long lost friend, Fleur still accompanied Twilight to the barracks. Once again, Twilight had to restate that Fleur couldn’t be present when she spoke to the griffon before she entered the holding cell where Thunderbird was being held. Fleur wanted to barge in regardless of Twilight’s warnings but two burly guards blocked her way. With a heavy sigh, Fleur sat down on a chair to await Twilight’s decision.

Author's Note

So what do you guys think? Did Luna redeem herself?

Also, yes, Iron is dead. Yes, I do realize I robbed Thunderbird the opportunity for revenge, but hey, that's war...

Now his life is in Twilight's hooves. You think she'll believe him, or will she adopt a no-tolerance policy like Luna used to?

Chapter 12

After hours of flying, Thunderbird found himself being roughly shoved back into yet another jail cell. He had been roughly woken up as he tried to pass the time by sleeping and was ordered to hold still while the guards placed a collar around his neck. Two heavy chains were attached to the tight metal ring around his neck, and with a guard holding each one they escorted him to the rear entrance of the barracks. There, four more guards awaited them, and without any hesitation the group took off into the air. To stop himself from being strangled to death, Thunderbird also took to the skies and was led to Canterlot, immediately being thrown into an awaiting cell.

The guards were surprised that the griffon obeyed all their orders and didn’t raise a claw to try to escape. Still, this creature was a sworn enemy of all ponies, so maybe he was trying to lure them into a state of false security. But even so, the two found it strange that the griffon shed a tear as they flew over Ponyville…

With nothing to do until the morning, Thunderbird went back asleep, trying to regain the energy lost during the long flight. Before he fell asleep, his mind went back to one of the happier, intimate moments in his life; the day when Fleur expressed her gratitude and possibly love for him when she surprised him with a blow job. He was shocked by Fleur’s attentiveness and effort to get him off despite being raped almost every day by his superiors and fellow soldiers, and he genuinely missed his daily talks with her. He remained happy, though, simply by knowing that he was able to help her escape and was now safe in whatever town she had led him to. He also felt no ill will towards the guards who subdued him and threw him in jail without even giving him a fair chance to explain himself, as the crimes his fellow griffons had committed would drive any creature into a furious rage. The only puzzling thing on his mind was his talk with Twilight; he had thought his interrogation by the princess had gone well and she believed his story, but now he was facing possible execution.

Soon he found himself sleeping deeply, dreaming of what could have been had he somehow managed to remain free. In his slumber he dreamt of himself and Fleur running away together, away from the war, the killing, the pain. They found a large, quiet patch of land where they settled down, building a decently sized house and cultivating the land around it to farm their own food. The two lovers started a family together, Fleur giving birth to two healthy, strong hippogriff sons who were brought up to respect and love all creatures, no matter how different they may be from themselves. But most importantly, his dream focused on him and Fleur living each day happily together, never having to worry about her being hurt ever again. They would go to bed together each night, gently holding each other after a hard-day’s work. They would gently begin to kiss one another, exploring their partner’s body slowly before embracing each other in a flurry of passion.

‘That is very sweet and all, but what dark secrets are you hiding? What do you fear?’ a mysterious voice demanded, causing Thunderbird’s vision of a perfect life to come crashing down all around him. He found himself back inside the dark hallways of the griffon castle, standing right outside the room Fleur was imprisoned in. The sounds of shouting and crying reached his ears, and as he strained to listen what was going on behind the heavy doors he realized in horror that Fleur was being raped yet again. He forced his body against the door, rushing inside once the door gave way to his strength. In front of him his old commander Captain Ray was thrusting in and out of his love, once again using her body for his own pleasure. Fleur looked up at the intruder with tear-filled eyes, pleading for help. Thunderbird wanted to rush over to her and attack Ray, but for some reason he wasn’t able to move at all. He was forced to watch helplessly as Ray continued to rape Fleur as she begged for him to stop. Thunderbird clenched his eyes shut tight, frustrated that he was powerless to stop the horrible act.

‘So, you don’t wish to see this anymore? Perhaps it’s because you wish to use her for yourself?’ the voice boomed out. The image of Captain Ray disappeared, leaving just Fleur still whimpering with her ass raised. Soft voices started to fill Thunderbird’s head, egging him on to use the pony in front of him however he wished, to use her body for his pleasure. As Thunderbird refused to move forward the voices became louder and multiplied in number, bombarding his ears with tips on how to hurt her.

‘You don’t want her? Maybe this is more to your liking.’ the mysterious voice said. Fleur suddenly got up and started walking towards him, swinging her flank seductively. “Please, fuck me.” she whispered, dragging her tail across his face as she passed him. Turning his head to follow her movements, he saw that she now had her front hooves up against the wall with her rear legs spread wide open, her pussy slick with her own fluids. “Come on, make me yours. I want you.” she said to him, licking her lips as she anticipated his cock.

Thunderbird couldn’t control his cock from beginning to rise from the sight in front of him. ‘See? You can have your way with her. You want her. Take her. She’s all yours.’ the voice hissed. Fleur nodded in agreement. “Take me, Thunderbird. Make me your little slut. Fuck me, master, fuck me now.” she begged.

“Stop… Stop it!” Thunderbird yelled out. “Fleur, this isn’t you, what are you doing? Who’s making you do this? This… this can’t be real. This is a dream... it must be…”

As he said the last sentence, the world around him crumbled away, causing him to wake up. Opening his eyes, he scrambled to his feet as he saw he wasn’t alone in his cell anymore. Standing in front of him stood Princess Luna, staring down at him. A small glow around her horn disappeared as she ended her spell that she used to look into and manipulate his dreams.

Thunderbird knew who she was and bowed to her out of respect. “Princess Luna, what are you doing in here? What’s going on? Where’s Fleur?” he asked.

“Fleur is back in Ponyville, safe and sound.” Luna said. “I must say, you are quite the curious griffon. Why do you care for her so much? Why didn’t you use her when you had the chance just now?”

Thunderbird answered without hesitation. “Because I love her.”

Luna stood in silence as she let his words sink in. ‘He… he loves her?’ she repeated in her mind. As she looked into his eyes she could see the strong look of confidence he had, and her gut feeling told her that he was telling the truth. “Did you tell this to Princess Twilight Sparkle?” she asked.

He shook his head no. “I didn’t want to bring her into this mess. She has enough to deal with, she doesn’t need this additional burden on her mind.”

Luna nodded, knowing enough about Fleur’s captivity to know what Thunderbird meant. “Very well. Is there anything else you wish to tell me before I go?” she asked.

Thunderbird nodded. “Promise me one thing.” he said.

Luna tensed up, wondering if he would now beg for his life like she thought he would earlier. “And what would that be?” she asked.

“Promise me… promise me that you’ll keep Fleur safe, no matter what happens to me. Please, don’t let anything happen to her.” he begged the princess.

Luna could only nod before teleporting herself back to her room. With nothing else to do but await her decision, Thunderbird went back to sleep, this time dreaming of nothing. Luna, on the other hoof, paced restlessly around her room. She had to make her decision soon before word got out to the pony politicians in Canterlot. While they didn’t hold as much power as the two princesses, they did hold enough combined power to order the immediate execution of a creature guilty of the crimes Thunderbird was being held for. She knew very well what they would want her to do, but her talk with him confirmed to her that he was indeed innocent, despite what Twilight had supposedly written to her.

Taking a deep breath, Luna hastily scribbled a note to Twilight and sent it off. She knew what she had to do.

As Luna had predicted, news of the griffon prisoner was all over the pony capital by morning. In an amazing show of unity the Royal Canterlot Congress held an emergency session to discuss what punishment should be handed down on the prisoner should the princesses not act swiftly. The meeting was headed by Prince Blueblood, who held a strong anti-griffon stance to please the population. He had even gone as far as banishing renowned griffon chef Gustave le Grand from every city controlled by Princess Celestia and Princess Luna. But worse was the pony who was leading the fight to have Thunderbird executed; Fancy Pants. He had long recovered from his injuries sustained when the three griffons attacked him and Fleur, but he still bandaged his old wounds every day and walked with an over-exaggerated limp. He was more than happy to tell the sad tale of his near demise, and how he came within inches of death before managing to crawl to safety, leaving out the part where the two train ponies came upon him and rescued him. All his peers ate up the story, especially Prince Blueblood who was one of his closest friends. Together, the two influential ponies had no trouble convincing the rest of the congressional gathering that all griffons were evil, and this prisoner was no exception. He must die, and he must die now.

Once Celestia had woken up, Luna filled her on in everything that had happened and what she had in mind. Celestia knew that time was short, and Luna’s solution was the only option that they had right now. She summoned Twilight to the castle and requested that she bring Fleur with her. All four ponies gathered together in a private room, the entrance guarded by six of Celestia’s most trusted guards.

“Thank you for coming so quickly, Twilight and Fleur.” Celestia said once they were all there. “My sister has told me what she had learned during her talks with Thunderbird. Fleur, I believe you are familiar with him. Would you mind telling us your interactions with him?”

Fleur took a few deep breaths before she told her story of how she met Thunderbird. She hesitated a few times, uneasy at the thought of saying some of the darker moments that happened to her. However, she knew that Thunderbird’s life depended on what she said, so she told the three princesses everything. Once she finished her story Twilight told the other two princesses about her talks with the griffon during his captivity in Ponyville, and to Luna’s surprise she finished her report by saying she had no doubt that Thunderbird was innocent.

“Thank you both for this information.” Celestia said once they were both finished. “I believe the last testimony we need to hear is from the griffon himself.”

As if on cue the doors to the room opened, and a familiar griffon was led into the room by two guards.

“Thunderbird!” Fleur shouted in joy, tears of happiness falling down her face as she ran over to him. Celestia gave a slight nod to the guards who backed away, allowing the two to embrace each other. Before Thunderbird could say anything, Fleur planted her lips against his beak, giving him a deep kiss as the three princesses looked on in slight embarrassment. The two stayed locked together for a few seconds before they reluctantly broke away when Luna coughed to remind them that there were important matters to attend to.

“Ahem… I don’t mean to interrupt this special reunion, but time is of the essence. Mister Thunderbird, would you mind telling us why you decided to save Fleur?” Luna asked.

With his lover now by his side, Thunderbird spoke up. “It was the right thing to do. I couldn’t stand seeing how Captain Ray treated his first captive but I was powerless to help her. When I was assigned to be the one to check on Fleur I did everything I could to help her, but I didn’t want to risk her being killed by trying to escape. But once I heard that Ray planned on getting rid of her, I knew I had to free her soon.”

“And what of your other griffon friend, Iron Rook?” Celestia asked.

Thunderbird looked down at the ground. “I… I really thought I could trust him. He and I… we both grew up together. He was my best friend. Even though we were both conscripts he managed to impress his officers enough to give him special permission to be considered for promotions, but he gave up almost everything he had worked for and asked for my life to be spared when I was caught stealing supplies for Fleur.”

A few tears fell from his eyes and dropped to the floor. All four ponies in the room noticed his heavy emotions and Fleur gave him an affectionate nuzzle to calm him.

Celestia cleared her throat softly before speaking. “I believe I have heard enough to cast my vote. Fleur, Thunderbird, you may not know how this vote may work so I will explain now. All three of us will vote whether we believe you to be guilty or innocent of war crimes against Equestria. Normally, you would just need two out of three votes to decide, but since the Royal Canterlot Congress has unanimously voted for Thunderbird’s execution, you need all three of our votes in your favor to have your name cleared. I vote not guilty.”

Though he had received a vote of confidence from Princess Celestia, there were two more alicorns. Twilight went next. “I vote not guilty.” she said.

Luna looked at the purple alicorn in slight surprise. “Really?” she blurted out.

“Of course. Didn’t one of you get the letter I sent after I spoke to him?” Twilight asked.

Luna shook her head no, but Celestia stopped the conversation. “Twilight, thank you, we will discuss that topic later. But for now, Luna, we need your vote now.”

Everypony and Thunderbird held their breath as Luna thought for a moment. Princess Celestia was especially tense as she wondered just what her sister would do.

“I vote… I vote not guilty.” Luna finally said.

Both Twilight and Celestia let out a sigh of relief as Fleur hugged Thunderbird tightly. Fleur cried softly as Thunderbird looked up at the three princesses. “Thank you.” he said simply.

“This isn’t over yet.” Celestia warned. “Even though we all reached the same agreement, the other ponies will not be accepting of our decision. It is not safe for Thunderbird to stay in Canterlot or any other pony city.”

“But if he can’t stay here, where is he supposed to go?” Fleur asked. “He… he can stay with me! He can hide at my apartment until everything calms down.”

Luna shook her head. “It’s still too dangerous. Besides, Fancy Pants would be sure to try to visit you once he hears you’re back in Canterlot. He would find out that you were hiding Thunderbird sooner or later.”

“Then what do I do? Where do I go?” Thunderbird asked.

“There’s a safe location that you can stay.” Celestia said. “Luna and I use it when we wish to have some privacy and peace. Only a few trusted guards know of it, and they will make sure that nopony intrudes or disturbs you.”

“Isn’t that where you sent Chef Gustave?” Twilight inquired.

Celestia nodded. “Yes, and he’s been extremely bored since he has nopony to cook for, though I don’t think these two will object to having their own personal gourmet chef.”

While most ponies would be overjoyed to hear that they would have a world-renowned chef cooking exclusively for them for the foreseeable future, Fleur and Thunderbird didn’t care one bit. All they cared about was the fact that they could be together safely and not have to worry about the other being hurt.

Celestia walked up to the two lovers. “If you two are ready, I will teleport you both there now. Time is of the essence, the longer you stay here the more likely our vote will be overruled.”

“I’m ready, I don’t really have anything to bring.” Thunderbird said. “But I think Fleur has some stuff to get from her home.”

Fleur shook her head. “I don’t need anything. As long as Thunderbird is with me, I have everything I could ever need.”

Celestia nods. “You’ll be safe once you get there. If you need to contact me, just tell one of the guards.” she said as her horn glowed. Both Thunderbird and Fleur were enveloped in a brightening light as Celestia’s spell was cast.

“Thank you. Thank you all.” Thunderbird said before Celestia finished. With a sudden flash, both the griffon and the unicorn were gone, leaving the hostile city far behind them.

Author's Note

Sorry for the delays. Finally done, though not as good as I wanted it to be.

So for those of you who missed it, I had a poll up to see if anyone would be interested in a 'Choose Your Own Adventure' style ending, and from the results I have so far I decided to go with it. So keep your eyes open for it! Next chapter in this story may be the last one, and it will have a link to the final story. Only one ending will be reached, so choose carefully!

But for those of you who, like me, want to know every ending there is, I may work on a physical book with all the story branches, but to do so I would need some donations to help cover the costs. Would anyone be interested?

EDIT: After some thinking, the next chapter (13) will most likely be the end of this story, before the release of the sequel.

Chapter 13

Lieutenant Talon was not a griffon normally intimidated by others, but those who saw him today could see that he was worried about something. Things were going wrong for him lately; his scouts reported that Iron Rook hadn’t left them any messages in their agreed drop-off point for the past few days, not to mention the fugitive Thunderbird was nowhere to be found. But the biggest concern Lieutenant Talon faced was the fact that he was responsible for being the one to allow Captain Ray’s ‘toy’ to escape. The only good news he had was that all the cowardly griffons that left the kingdom were found dead, saving him the effort of having them all executed.

Before Talon had time to think of how to tell his superior that Fleur was gone, Ray burst into the room. “C-Captain Ray, sir. You’re back early.” the Lieutenant said.

“Come with me.” Ray snapped. Talon walked behind him, unsure of what was going on or what mood he was in. They entered Ray’s private office, Talon taking a seat while Ray slammed the door shut and walked to his side of his desk.

Talon gulped nervously as he decided to be upfront. “Sir, I can explain about your slave. I left her in the care of…”

“Yes, yes, the slut managed to escape. I don’t care.” Ray said.

Talon could only sit in relief and shock as he heard those words. “Sir?” he asked in disbelief.

But Ray had something else on his mind. “Lieutenant, you know quite a bit about pony history. How much do you know about their northern territory? How much do you know about the Crystal Empire?”

“It’s a fairly new part of the Equestrian empire, sir. Rumors say that their previous ruler, King Sombra, ruled over it for countless years before Princess Celestia and Princess Luna defeated him and banished. Somehow, he managed to curse his old kingdom and linked it to himself. The city vanished when he did, where it went no one knows.”

Ray nodded thoughtfully. “So is it true that Sombra returned when the Crystal Empire reappeared? How did those ponies overthrow him?”

Talon thought for a moment before answering. “I believe so, yes, but not for long. The ponies sent over that new royal couple and they managed to hold Sombra at bay until the Elements of Harmony arrived.”

“So those ponies defeated him using those Elements again?” Ray said somewhat angrily.

Talon shook his head. “The bearers of those Elements went but didn’t use their powers. It’s believed that the Elements of Harmony had no effect on Sombra. The only way they could defeat him was by finding the Crystal Heart and placing it back in the heart of the city.”

“Placing it in the heart of the city?” Ray questioned. “Why didn’t they use it once they found it?”

“They couldn’t, the Crystal Heart only works when placed in that one spot.” Talon explained.

“So what would have happened if Sombra invaded some other part of Equestria?” Ray asked, now listening eagerly. “Could the ponies come up with some sort of new Crystal Heart?”

“I… I don’t know. I think so, but it would take decades, maybe hundreds of years. But why would they make a new one? Sombra was killed, he’s no longer a threat to them.” he said, somewhat confused.

Ray got up and walked next to Talon. “While on my rounds around our outposts, I was informed that one of our patrols found something quite interesting, or more accurately, where something quite interesting is. It’s deep in pony territory but retrieving it will guarantee our victory once and for all.”

“That’s fantastic, sir! Just tell me what you need. I’ll have the men ready by tomorrow.” Talon said, getting up in excitement.

“Very good, Lieutenant.” Ray said, beginning to turn as if to leave but stopped as if he forgot something. “Oh, and Lieutenant, one more thing…”

Talon turned to see what Ray wanted, but instantly staggered back with a cry of pain. He clutched his face, which was now dripping with blood due to a large gash on the side of his face. He stood in disbelief as Ray lowered his bloody claw, not even bothering to wipe the blood off of it. Turning to leave once again, Ray spoke one cold sentence.

“Don’t ever lose another of my slaves again.”

Princess Celestia returned to her bedroom, exhausted after yet another whole day speaking to the Royal Canterlot Congress. After declaring Thunderbird innocent and helping him and Fleur escape to a secluded location, she had to inform the congress of the decision. As expected, the congressional gathering exploded in anger and fury, and in a rare show of defiance they demanded Princess Celestia to explain her decision. Prince Blueblood and Fancy Pants were especially distraught with the decision, and they instantly demanded a revote. The congress tried to use any excuse or idea they could think of:

“Fancy Pants should have been there, he has evidence against the griffons!”

“Princess Cadence wasn’t there, was she? You need to vote again!”

“Where was Discord? Surely he deserves a say in this also!

“Princess Luna would surely never vote to let him go! I demand she speak to us!”

Celestia tried to calm the angry mob but her efforts proved futile. She tried explaining that Thunderbird had no part in Captain Ray’s plans, and that he had actually helped Fleur escape. But none of them cared, not even Fancy Pants.

Luna and Twilight tried to reason with the Royal Canterlot Congress, but their words also fell upon deaf ears. Princess Cadence even wrote a letter explicitly stating that had she been there for the vote, she would have voted Thunderbird innocent. Even Shining Armor wrote a letter agreeing with his wife, saying that despite all the griffons’ horrendous acts, he too believed this one griffon innocent. But none of these acts satisfied the congresses thirst for blood and revenge.

As she collapsed on her bed, Celestia sighed heavily as she finally was able to relax. Her sister was once again speaking to the ponies in congress, but Celestia knew that there was no hope of changing their minds. Her thoughts were confirmed as her doors opened and Luna walked in, clearly exhausted from her ordeal.

“I take it they still aren’t listening?” Celestia asked.

Luna simply shook her head no, climbing into bed next to her sister. Though Celestia was exhausted, she knew her younger sister was feeling worse than her. Despite having her powers fully restored, Luna was still recovering from her attempt to bring Tank back to life. She was supposed to refrain from getting into any stressful situations, but with the current events going on there was little choice for her.

Celestia pulled Luna against her, hugging her tightly. “You did well, Luna. Rest now, Twilight and I will handle your duties tonight.”

“But…” Luna tried to protest. Celestia silenced her by gently placing her hoof on Luna’s lips, stroking the back of her head with her other hoof. Luna allowed herself to relax, enjoying her sister’s gentle touch. Soon Luna was fast asleep in Celestia’s arms, and as Celestia looked at her she allowed herself a small smile. For now, they were allowed a small amount of peace, and Celestia wouldn’t have it any other way.

Back in Ponyville, Rainbow Dash lay alone on her bed. Her lover and Soarin were out for the day helping, leaving her and Spitfire alone at her house. Despite the recent vicious attack, Rainbow tried her best to remain strong, but the rape had definitely taken its toll on her mind. She rarely talked to any other pony, and she now feared the dark more than almost anything else. Even with her special somepony sleeping next to her every night she now suffered from her nightmares once again, twisting and shaking in her sleep. The worst effect, though, was that she desperately wanted to be hurt and abused while spending intimate time with her special somepony. Despite his best attempts to show give her pleasure Dash refused to accept any pleasure and instead pleaded for him to inflict her with pain.

The only pony that came close to feeling how Rainbow Dash felt was Spitfire. The guilt she felt building inside of her increased drastically as every day passed, and on more than a few occasions she thought about killing herself. She once came close to doing it, but she stopped herself when she realized that doing so would be the cowardly way out of the situation.

Knowing that only Rainbow Dash was in the house, Spitfire walked over to Dash’s room. “Rainbow? You in there?” she called out. Though she received no answer, she knew that Rainbow was in there somewhere. “I’m coming in.” she said after waiting a few seconds.

Rainbow Dash lay curled up on her bed, holding her pet Tank tightly against her. Tank noticed the other pony first and freed himself from Dash’s grasp.

“Tank, wait! Please, please don’t leave. Oh. Uh, hey Spitfire. What’s up?” Dash said, finally noticing her visitor.

“Hey. You okay?” Spitfire asked. Rainbow Dash just nodded and tried to stay calm, glancing frequently at her pet to make sure he was still there.

Unable to hold back anymore, Spitfire got onto the bed with Dash and pulled her into a strong hug. “Dash, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” she said, breaking down and crying.

Dash didn’t know what Spitfire meant and was confused by her sudden outpouring of emotions. “I, uh. Spitfire?” she said.

Spitfire didn’t say anything else. She kept her hold on Dash for a few more moments, unable to stop crying while doing so. When she finally did stop, she pulled back slightly and stared into Dash’s confused eyes. Rainbow tried asking her what was wrong, but before she could utter more than one word Spitfire rushed forward and locked lips with her, pushing her tongue into Dash’s mouth without any warning. Dash’s wings shot open in shock as Spitfire kissed her, and in the confusion she found herself kissing the orange pegasus back.

The sound of the two stallions returning home caused Spitfire to pull back and break the kiss. “I’m sorry, but I promise I’ll make it up to you. I swear.” she said before getting up and leaving the room.

Far to the north in the Crystal Empire, a messenger frantically raced through the streets, headed for the castle. Knocking over a pony on her way home, he ignored the crystal mare swearing at him as he raced on, not stopping to help her back up. Panting hard, he burst through the main doors and raced to the throne room where Shining Armor and Princess Cadence sat, going over plans to expand the farmland around the castle.

“Captain! A message from patrol six!” he panted, throwing a quick salute before retrieving a sealed letter from his pack. Shining Armor levitated it over to himself and read the message. Cadence looked on with concern as she saw her husband’s eyes grow wide. Once he finished, he looked at the messenger with a shocked expression.

“Are you… is this correct?” he asked in disbelief.

The messenger nodded glumly. “Yes sir, I saw it with my own eyes also. The sergeant estimates we have four, maybe five days before they’re ready.”

Shining Armor nodded, getting up. “Honey, I have to go. Send the letter to Princess Celestia immediately, and let her know that I’m on my way to Canterlot now. I love you.” he said to his wife before running off with the other pony. In a matter of minutes Shining Armor led almost the entire guard force stationed in the Crystal Empire out of the city and towards the train station. From there, he would rush to Canterlot to mobilize the entire Equestrian Army to prepare for the unthinkable.

Cadence looked over the letter Shining had just read and felt her heart sink. There was no doubt, though; the griffons were finally preparing for an invasion of a major city. Los Pegasus.

Author's Note

And that's a wrap! Thank you all for coming along for the twisted ride that started in my mind.

Wondering what happens next? Hit up the sequel, A Griffon's Fate. It's a choose-your-own-adventure format, so read the instructions and get voting!

Chapter 2

The second group of griffons had a much shorter yet more dangerous flight ahead of them. Their destination was the closest city to the griffon kingdom, but it also was quite famous for being the home to many of the military branch known as the Wonderbolts. Due to this reason the griffons didn’t rush to the city of Cloudsdale; instead they flew low and slow, making camp shortly after leaving griffon territory and waiting until the sun set. Under cover of darkness, they broke camp and silently glided towards the cloud city.

Because they didn’t have to worry about fighting any unicorns, the griffons all wore sleek black clothes and capes, made from a thick hide. The outfits not only provided ample armor against any bladed weapons, but it also helped camouflage the griffons so long as they kept to the shadows. Though there were patrols around the city by the Wonderbolts, it was more than easy enough to slip past the meager two patrolling pairs of pegasi that were in place. The trio landed in the shadow of the nearest building once they entered the city, the leader looking around to try to get his bearings.

“Okay, the weather-making factory shouldn’t be too far. Let’s get in there and out as soon as we can.” he said, glancing around to make sure no pony was still out this late at night. Seeing that they were alone, he led the way deeper into Cloudsdale. The dashed from building to building, carefully keeping to the dark shadows and alleys whenever possible. Finally they saw the weather factory ahead of them, a few hundred feet of open space separating them from their goal.

“Okay, this is it. One more bit and we’re there.” the lead griffon said. He bolted from his cover and dashed to his target, but he forgot to take in his surroundings, and about halfway to his target a gray blur suddenly crashed into his side. Caught completely off guard, he went tumbling to the ground, entangled with whatever just hit him. Slightly dazed, he tried to get up, but something was on top of him.

“Oopsie. I’m so sorry!” a foreign voice said. Standing up, a gray pegasus with odd eyes came into view. “Oh no, where’d the package go? Never mind, I found it. Again, I’m sorry! Gotta go!”

Before the griffon could say anything or move to silence the witness, the gray pony picked up a small, slightly dented parcel and flew off somewhere else. Apparently she didn’t find it odd at all that a griffon clad in all black was sneaking around the city, and surely news of war must have reached this city. Shrugging, the griffon continued his crossing to the weather station, the two others following once they saw him make it.

“What the bloody talon happened? Do we abort the mission?” one asked.

“Some stupid pony ran into me. We can’t afford any witnesses, but that one seemed a bit… off. I don’t think she’ll raise the alarm, she didn’t seem concerned that I was sneaking around at all. Still, let’s hurry up and get this over with. I don’t want to be wrong.” he said. Using his talon, he easily picked the lock to the factory, the door swinging open without a sound.

The trio entered the factory, carefully making their way to the control center for the entire factory. The factory remained quiet, the only noise being a soft humming noise from a few of the many cloud machines popping out small, fluffy white clouds. Looking over the controls, the griffons bickered in whispers about what each dial, lever, and button must do. The leader finally shoved the other two away, pulling a large book from under the control panel. Seeing that it was the manual for the control center, he quickly turned to the chapter he was looking for; “Thunderstorms”.

Using the correct combination of buttons, levers, and dials, the machines finally shuddered, the noise increasing as the white clouds were replaced with dark gray ones. Bolts of lightning erupted from the clouds, lighting up the sky briefly each time. No rain fell, though, the clouds being filled only with the deadly bolts of electricity. The three griffons looked on as the clouds rose to the sky, eventually overtaking the meager white clouds and darkened the already black night sky. The lead griffon nodded in satisfaction and motioned for his two subordinates to follow his lead. They began to tear at the panels and wires, making sure to leave not a single piece of equipment operable. Sparks flew as their razor sharp talons cut wires and metal like a hot knife through butter, and in no time the weather control room was rendered absolutely useless. Just as they were about to turn and leave, the control room door opened.

“What’s going on? There’s no thunderstorm scheduled for at least a week… oh.”

The three griffons stared at the intruder, a pink-mane pegasus wearing a lab coat with the weather station logo embroidered on it. She let out a small cry of shock before she turned and ran in the other direction.

“Get her!” the lead griffon shouted needlessly. All three rushed after her, their powerful wings boosting them as they gave chase. They easily caught her, all three griffons reaching her at almost the same time and pinning her to the floor. She struggled as they dragged her back to the wrecked control room, locking the door behind them so she couldn’t escape.

Standing in front of her, the lead griffon stared down at the intruder. “Who are you? What are you doing here?”

“My n-name is Northern L-Lights. I work here.” she answered. “W-w-we were behind schedule m-making the clouds for this week, so I h-had to stay behind and shut off the ma-machines once we had enough.”

“Well, looks like we did your job for you.” he replied. “Answer me truthfully, is there any other way to stop the weather machines besides this control room?”

“J-ju-just manually. B-but that would take weeks!” the frightened pegasus said honestly.

The griffon nodded in satisfaction. “Very well. Now, what should we do with you?”

“Please, you c-can let me go! I swear I won’t tell anypony you were here! I’ll do anything! Please, just don’t hurt me.” she pleaded.

An evil smirk crossed the griffon’s face. “Anything, huh? How about this; me and my two friends here have had a long flight here and we have to fly all the way back. If you want to live, you give us your body for the next half hour. If you make all three of us cum, we’ll let you go. If you fail, we will kill you.”

Northern Lights’ eyes went wide in fear. “I-I can’t do that! Anything but that.”

“That’s your only choice, I’m afraid.” he replied coldly.

The pegasus hung her head as a tear fell from her eye but she nodded in agreement, having no other choice. “Okay… okay, I’ll do it. But how am I supposed to do all three of you in thirty minutes?”

“Oh don’t worry, we’ll help with that.” he replied. Lying on his back and exposing his rising cock, the griffon motioned for Northern Lights to mount him.

She choked back a sob as she submitted, climbing on top of him and positioned her crotch over his member. She looked down at his erection and knew there was no way it would go in painlessly, especially since there was no foreplay to help her get wet. She tried to stall by rubbing his cock with her hooves, but the griffon shook his head. “There’s no time for that.” he said, grabbing her hips and shoving her body down hard.

Northern Lights’ eyes grew wide in pain and her mouth opened in a silent scream as she felt her body being split open. The griffon, however, smiled as her tight pussy wrapped around his cock, squeezing him and sending wave after wave of pleasure up his body. She fell onto the griffon’s chest, gasping for air as she sought any relief she could. None came to her; instead she felt a second cock poking at her now exposed ass.

“W-w-what a-are you… n-no, you can’t!” she softly said.

The griffon below her pulled her head so she was looking at him and not what was going on behind her. “Hmph, and here we were trying to help you. You’ll never get all three of us to cum unless we do it all at once.”

Northern Lights went silent, knowing that what he said was true. The griffon was relieved that she shut up and stopped arguing; the thirty minute limit was more likely to save him and his men than her. They had about that much time left before the sun rose and they needed to slip back out of the city under the cover of night. His squad was also the only one assigned a mission that didn’t give them any chance to ‘enjoy’ any prisoners they may take, so this surprise was the only chance they would have to entertain themselves with a pony.

The second griffon resumed his advances, trying to shove his cock into her puckered asshole. The helpless pegasus grunted and cried in pain as his member began to slip into her rear end, both of her holes now being stretched painfully wide open. He didn’t stop until his cock was embedded all the way in her bowels, his face beaming with pleasure while hers was wracked in pain. The two griffons began to thrust in and out of her body with vigor, causing Northern Lights to begin screaming in pain.

“Shut her up!” the griffon on the bottom commanded.

The last griffon sighed, disappointed that he was stuck with her last orifice but obeyed the command. He grabbed the pony’s head and lowered it to the level of his crotch, shoving his erection into her open mouth. Her cries and screams instantly became muffled whimpers as she had her mouth filled with his meat. Like the other two, he shoved the entire length of his cock into her, causing her to begin choking and gagging as she fought for air. As she struggled her body muscles tensed up, the other two griffons groaning as her ass and pussy squeezed their cocks even tighter. Only when she was on the verge of passing out did the griffon penetrating her mouth finally back off. He withdrew his cock completely, causing Northern Lights to cough as she finally was able to suck in much needed oxygen. She was only given a few seconds to recover before he shoved his cock back into her mouth and tried to match the thrusts of the other two.

Northern Lights silently cried as she was violated in each of her holes. Her pussy was just beginning to respond to the griffon cock banging against her cervix and a slight wet squelch could barely be heard. Her ass still remained completely raw, the only lubrication back there being a shot of saliva the griffon had spit there as he fucked her ass. The griffon cock in her mouth tasted absolutely revolting, the depths it reached in her throat the only thing that kept her from wondering when the last time this griffon took a bath was. Luckily for her, the griffon in her mouth was still somewhat dissatisfied.

“Hey, come on, let’s switch. No fair you both get her tight holes.” he protested.

“Fine by me, her ass is too dry anyway.” the one behind her said, withdrawing his member from her ass.

“Do what you want, her pussy is mine.” the last griffon said. The other two shrugged, happy that they got to switch orifices. Trading places, the new griffon at her ass easily slipped his cock into her, his dick well lubricated by her saliva. He groaned as he began to thrust in rhythm with his leader, happy with the switch.

The other griffon positioned his cock in front of Northern Lights’ face, waiting for her to start sucking him. The stench on his cock reached her nose and caused her to stare horrified at him.

‘That… that was just in my ass! I can’t… there’s no way I can put that in my mouth!’ she thought. The griffon began to become impatient, their time ticking away. He pushed his cock against her tightly closed lips, and she kept her mouth shut and shook her head in defiance.

“Hey, this slut won’t open up for me!” he whined. Not wanting to leave their teammate unattended, both griffons still fucking her reached for her body with a free claw. The one under the pegasus grasped for her exposed nipples, pinching one with his talon and pulling hard. The other griffon sunk his talon into her cutie mark. The dual attack caused poor Northern Lights to scream in agony as a new pain surged through her body, her open mouth providing the chance the griffon needed. He shoved his cock into her mouth, the smell and taste causing her to gag again and again. There was no way for her to vomit though, the cock in her throat already taking up every last inch of space and thus leaving no room for anything to pass. She tried to keep her tongue from touching his dick, but it proved to be an impossible feat. With little other choice, she began to lick the underside of his cock in an attempt to get rid of the taste of her own ass, hoping that the traces of her rear hole would go away and at least stop her from gagging. He felt her tongue on his cock, smiling from the stimulation. “Ha! Looks like she likes the taste of her own shit!” he gleefully commented.

The other two griffons lightly laughed, too preoccupied with their own pleasure to pay much attention. Northern Lights’ tight holes were causing them to reach the point of no return, their thrusts becoming more feverish and desperate. Both griffon’s groaned and took long, deep strokes as they reached their orgasm.

Northern Lights could only let out a muffled moan as her pussy and ass began to be filled with griffon seed. The vibrations from her throat were felt by the griffon whose cock was in her mouth, and he too let out an audible groan of pleasure. The two cumming griffons shot spurt after spurt into her body, all their pent up sexual frustration finally being released. As they finally finished the third griffon finally came also, emptying his load down Northern Lights’ throat and into her belly. The pegasus was thankful that most of the cum went straight to her belly, bypassing her mouth and thus she didn’t have to taste it as he came. She only got a hint of his taste as the griffon finally withdrew his cock, the salty taste causing her to recoil in disgust.

All three griffons seemed satisfied, all three cocks beginning to deflate. Northern Lights looked up hopefully at them. “I did what you asked. Please, I can go now, right?” she asked.

“Well, you were quite a good lay, but I’m afraid you just missed the 30 minute marker.” the griffon said bluntly. “Besides, we can’t afford any witnesses, so either way we have to kill you.”

Northern Lights let a sob escape her lips as she ran away from the trio. The griffons blocked the only exit, though, and the scared pegasus banged on the far wall of the destroyed room, hoping that somepony would hear her cries of help.

“Please, somepony help me! Oh Celestia, they’re going to kill me! Please…”

Spitfire paced back and forth in her office, ignoring the other pegasus in her office like Rarity would ignore a lump of mud. “Spits, come on, it won’t work. There’s no way we could just up and attack the griffon castle like that.” Soarin pleaded, his words once again falling on deaf ears. Scattered around Spitfire’s office were dozens of maps of northern Equestria and the griffon kingdom, each with a giant red arrow leading straight to the griffon capital.

Spitfire glared at her teammate with hate filled eyes. “No, for the last time no! This is our only option, this is the only way we can end this! We have to muster every Wonderbolt we have and attack them as soon as we can and kill that scum leading those foal-bucking monsters!”

Soarin flinched as Spitfire yelled at him. The Wonderbolts captain had returned to Clousdale a few days ago from some mission that Princess Luna had summoned her for. She had seemed extremely eager to go, mentioning something about their newest member, Rainbow Dash. But ever since Spitfire returned, the normally calm pegasus had become an enraged, revenge-seeking psycho, her only thoughts being how to kill the new leader of the griffons. She refused to speak of what had happened to cause so much anger and hatred, the only time she let up being when Soarin had mentioned the other pegasus Spitfire had gone with. For a moment a look of calm came over her eyes, almost as if she was in love, but it soon disappeared and was replaced by her vengeful spirit.

“Spitfire, I told you, we just don’t have the ponies to pull off a suicidal attack like that.” Soarin said once again for the who-knows-how-many time.

“Then get the new recruits to come! Call back every single retired Wonderbolt back into service! Buck it, tie balloons to every non-pegasus pony! I don’t care what you have to do to make it happen! Just MAKE. IT. HAPPEN!”

Seeing that there was no convincing her, Soarin turned and left the room. He thought that maybe he could try again tomorrow to convince her to change her mind after she had a good night’s sleep, but like every other night she probably would continue to think of nothing but revenge.

Only a few minutes passed since Soarin left when a knock at Spitfire’s door caught her attention. Knowing that only civilians knocked at her door, Spitfire took a deep breath and tried to maintain a calm, collected manner as to not scare her visitor. “Come in.” she said somewhat calmly.

A loud bang rattled the door, followed by a soft ‘oopsie’ before the door finally opened the correct way. “Hi Spitfire, package delivery for you!” Derpy announced, smiling innocently as she dropped the box onto Spitfire’s desk.

“Derpy, it’s almost sunrise! Just how late is this package?” Spitfire asked, amazed that the clutzy pegasus took even this long to deliver one package.

“I’m sorry! I was going to deliver it yesterday afternoon, but I got distracted by a muffin sale over at Sugarcube corner. Then I got lost a little, well, a lot. Oh, and I’m sorry about the dent in the box! I didn’t mean to, it got bumped when I ran into that griffon when I finally got here. But it’s here now! I think it should be okay…”

Spitfire’s ears shot up when she heard that one word. “Derpy, what did you say you ran into?” she asked, clenching her teeth.

“I didn’t run, I was flying. Oh, but yeah, there was this griffon wearing all black that I bumped in to. I didn’t mean to, really! I was rushing to get your package here and he came out of nowhere…”

“Derpy, where did you hit him?” Spitfire asked frantically.

“I dunno… I think I hit the side of his chest. Or maybe his stomach.”

Spitfire smacked her hoof into her own face. “No, Derpy, where in Cloudsdale did you run into him?”

“Ohh, okay. Um, I think it was in front of the weather factory.” Derpy said slowly. Before Derpy could say anything else, Spitfire raced out of the office and out into the city, headed to the weather factory as fast as her wings would carry her. A bewildered Derpy stood dazed by the fast exit, calling out needlessly after Spitfire;

“You forgot your package!”

Spitfire reached the weather station in record time, possibly even faster than Rainbow Dash could have. The weather factory loomed in front of her, and everything seemed alright… except for the dark gray clouds being churned out by the building and covering the skies. The mass of clouds covered the entire city of Cloudsdale, a loose bolt of lightning breaking free every now and then but no rain fell. This sent up red flags in Spitfire’s head, as nopony would ever be stupid enough to summon a deadly lightning storm, especially over a city with only pegasi.

Spitfire walked cautiously up to the door, surprised that the main door was unlocked and swung open with little effort. She noticed deep gashes by the door’s lock, and she knew that there was no way any pony could be capable of such damage. Spitfire’s hooves echoed as she walked into the factory lobby, the eerie silence broken only by the drone of the weather machines in the back. Though it was still too early for any ponies to be here working, something still made Spitfire think that the building ws too quiet.

“Hello? Anypony here?” she called out. She walked to the main desk and looked at the daily sign in sheet from the day before. Everypony had signed in and back out except for one, a small note next to the name Northern Lights showing that she would leave once the quota of clouds had been met. “Hello, Northern Lights? Are you still here?” Spitfire called out again. Once again she was greeted by only silence, causing her mind to race.

‘Oh buck, where the Tartarus is she? Calm down, Spitfire, she’s probably fine. She probably fell asleep in the main control room. Yeah, that must be it.’ she thought. She trotted over to the doors leading to the control room, and as she opened the doors a torrent of curses came out of her mouth as her worst fears were proven to be true.

Sparks flew from the broken machinery all around the room, not a single one left undamaged. All the emergency stop buttons around the room had been ripped apart, the only way to now stop the dark clouds being to call in the engineers to begin the long, strenuous task of manually shutting off the machines.

The broken weather machines paled in comparison to what lay in the middle of the room, though. Tears of rage gathered in Spit’s eyes as she saw the lifeless body of the pegasus with the pink mane. She took a few steps towards the corpse, completely shocked that so much blood was on the floor around it. The murderer was not kind to poor Northern Lights, as her face was frozen in a twisted painful and fearful look, her mouth agape, a scream of horror most likely the last noise to ever come from her lips. Her throat had been slashed twice as twin lacerations going around half of her neck and most likely severed her arteries. More cuts could be seen all over her torso, almost as if some savage beast had been playing with it like a toy. Looking even lower, a broken lever had been rammed up Northern Light’s ass with the handle just barely peeking out from her rear end, blood and some other white fluid dripping out from around the machine part. Another lever had been shoved into her pussy, and while it stuck out considerably more than the other one, Spitfire still shivered as the long rod seemed to go farther into the dead mare than it should be possible to.

Spitfire clenched her eyes shut as more tears fell down her face. She gently placed a hoof on the bloody chest of the mare, whispering softly in hopes that she may still hear her. “Northern Lights… I’m so sorry. I should have gotten here sooner. I swear I’ll kill the monster who did this to you. I won’t rest until they all pay with their lives. I promise. I promise.”

As Spitfire drew her hoof back she realized just how warm the body still was. Whipping her head around, she looked back out to the lobby, her mind finally clicking that whoever did this may still be in the factory. She raced out of the control room and ran deeper into the factory, weaving in and out of the many machines churning out the deadly clouds. She soon entered the rainbow pool room, the normally brightly colored pools of liquid rainbows seeming bleaker somehow. Spitfire didn’t seem to care, though, as her attention was locked onto three dark figures on the far side of the factory, trying to unlock a rear exit door.

“Stop! Don’t move!” Spitfire yelled, taking off and flying straight for the dark figures.

The three figures looked back at her and revealed their faces. As soon as Spitfire saw that the three were indeed griffons, she felt all her accumulated anger finally explode and could think of nothing but revenge. The griffons worked faster on the door, not knowing if they were only up against one pony or the entire Wonderbolts team. They managed to break the door open at the last second, two of the griffons escaping before Spitfire could reach them.

Just as the third griffon was about to get through the door he felt his tail being pulled, and with a yelp he was dragged back into the factory. Turning around, he saw that the fiery pegasus from the arena holding him by his tail, but she was alone. He twisted his body over and lashed out at her face, missing as she let go of him and quickly jumped back a few paces.

“So, you wolf whorse, you didn’t have enough, huh? Looks like I’ll just have to teach you your place again.” he said, confident he could beat a lone pegasus.

Spitfire didn’t reply, instead letting actions speak for her. She spread her wings and flew at the griffon, tackling him to the ground and biting down on his neck. Though her powerful jaws hit their mark, her flat teeth and his thick feathers stopped her from doing any major damage, and the griffon easily tossed her smaller body aside to the floor. She sprung back up, instantly flying back in for another attack, this time twisting herself around and kicked out with her powerful hind legs. Her hooves connected with the griffon’s head, and he toppled to the ground as his ears began to ring from the impact. As he unsteadily regained his balance, Spitfire had reared back again and threw out yet another powerful kick, this time catching the griffon in the chest. A sickening crack could be heard as a few ribs broke under the powerful attack, and the griffon staggered back, gasping for breath as he tried to refill his collapsed lungs with air.

“Agh! *Gasp* W-wait…” he stammered, not expecting such a fierce attack from her. She gave no quarter, flying once again at the griffon and delivered a headbutt right back into the broken ribs. A sharp pain ripped through the griffon’s chest and he realized that one of the ribs must have punctured an organ. His eyes searched frantically for an exit, and upon seeing the still-open back door he tried to unsteadily fly to it. A whoosh behind him caught his attention, and once again he saw a yellow and orange blur coming for him. Using most of his remaining energy, he dodged her attack and lashed out with his claws, catching Spitfire as she missed him and tore at the side of her body. She screamed in pain as four talons ripped into her flesh, causing her to tumble to the ground in a bloody heap.

The griffon smirked, thinking he had delivered a fatal blow to the pegasus. He hobbled over to the door holding his painful chest, cursing that his two ‘teammates’ didn’t even come back to check on him. As he was about to set his first claw out the door, he found himself being forcefully pulled backwards again. He didn’t have time to look backwards as Spitfire pulled as hard as she could on the Griffon’s tail, flapping her wings desperately and dragged the griffon towards one of the rainbow pools. Unable to fight back due to his injuries, the griffon watched helplessly as the pool got closer and closer, and finally he found himself being sent over the edge and plunged into the colorful liquid. His head was submerged for a few moments but he finally managed to break the surface, gasping for breath as his claws flailed in the water, trying to keep him afloat.

Hovering above him, Spitfire watched as the griffon began to sink little by little. “H-help me! Please, help *cough* me!” the griffon cried as his waterlogged clothing began to drag him down faster. Spitfire slowly flew lower with her forelegs stretched out, but as she reached for the griffon she grasped his neck in a tight vice and shoved his head under the water. Bubbled erupted from the griffon’s beak as he struggled to resurface, but his poor swimming skills and Spitfire’s grip kept him under. Spitfire felt the struggling grow weaker and weaker until one last bubble broke the surface of the rainbow pool, then the water went still. Spitfire slowly released her grip, her eyes locked on the dark mass just under the surface, waiting for it to try to swim back up. No movement came from the drowned griffon, and Spitfire finally flew up a few feet, staring down at her hooves that had just killed a creature. Her hooves were coated in every color of the rainbow, but all she saw was red… red blood covering her hooves as she finally realized that, for the first time, she had just ended a creature’s life. She slowly fluttered down back to the ground, landing on the edge of the pool with the corpse in it, staring down at her hooves and the dark mass in the rainbow water below.

“Spitfire!” a familiar voice called out. She didn’t bother looking up to see who had called to her, and Soarin came racing into the room, followed closely by four more Wonderbolts.

“Spitfire! Thank Celestia you’re okay.” Soarin panted. “We have to get those cloud machines turned off, they’re stopping all of the pegasi from coming or leaving Cloudsdale. We’re stuck here until we get them shut off. We heard you screaming so we came here first. Quick, we have to get to the control room as so- oh my gosh, what happened to you?”

Soarin’s eyes went wide in shock as he finally noticed the gaping wound on Spitfire’s body. She didn’t seem to even notice that she was bleeding, instead her focus still on her hooves and the pool. “It won’t do any good.” she said softly. “They destroyed it all. They killed her. They want us stuck here.”

“What… what are you talking about?” Soarin asked, slowly approaching her. Two of the Wonderbolts dashed off back to the control room as the other two attended to their captain. Soarin couldn’t understand what Spitfire meant as she repeated her words, but his attention was soon pulled away as the first two Wonderbolts came rushing frantically back.

“Northern Lights! She’s dead! And somepony destroyed all the controls and equipment. It’s impossible to shut off the cloud machines!” one of them reported, visibly shaken from seeing the dead pegasus.

Soarin looked at Spitfire, now desperate to know what had happened. “Spits, who did all of this?” he asked.

Spitfire looked back at the pool, nodding to the dark figure below the surface. “They did. But I killed him. The other two got away, but I’ll kill them too. I’ll kill all of them.” She suddenly stood up, causing the two pegasi tending to her to jump back in surprise. Without another word, Spitfire walked out of the destroyed factory, ignoring the massive formation of clouds above her that were now throwing bolts of lightning everywhere continuously. She made her way back to her quarters, locking herself inside.

Soarin gulped, looking down at where Spitfire had gestured. With the help of the other Wonderbolts, he managed to bring the body of the drowned griffon back to the surface and finally back onto the factory floor. “By Tartarus…” he said, shaking his head. He had to walk away from the scene, breathing deeply to stop from throwing up. Managing to get back outside, he looked up at the violent sky, deep in thought. It wasn’t the fact that the griffons had managed to ground the entire city that scared him. It wasn’t the possibility of death that scared him. What scared him the most was what had happened to Spitfire… her yelling at him earlier that night was brutal, but it was what she did when she was frustrated. But seeing her so calm and so quiet after fighting for her life and killing… that’s what scared him the most.

“But seriously, how did you lose an entire train carriage?”

All Aboard shot his companion a dirty look. “For the last time, I don’t know how we lost it! Besides, you were the one who coupled all the cars together, not me. If anything it’s your fault.”

Steamer returned the look to his co-worker. “Well somepony should have noticed an entire car is missing BEFORE we got to the last stop.” he replied.

“Look,” All Aboard said, “the sooner we find this missing car the sooner we can finally stop pumping this accursed hand car and go home.”

He and Steamer had been pumping their hooves up and down for hours now, powering the small wooden hand car along mile upon mile of train track, searching for the missing VIP car. Sweat covered both ponies, Steamer being used to this kind of labor from shoveling tons of coal into the train on a daily basis. All Aboard, however, was used to calling out the names of each station and collecting tickets and despised this physical workout.

“Look, there it is!” All Aboard finally called out, pointing further up the train tracks. The lone train car sat stationary, and the two stallions were happy to finally have found it. “Jeez, it’s almost all the way back in Canterlot. We should have started the search there.”

Ignoring the less than helpful comment, Steamer walked up to the car, looking at the chains dangling from the front of the car. “Look, somepony broke the chain on purpose!” he said, holding up the link that had been broken.

“Doesn’t matter, let’s just make check it over and get back home and call the recovery team to come get it.” All Aboard said. He went to open the door to check over the interior, but as soon as he stepped inside he screamed and rushed backwards, falling onto the ground.

“What’s the matter, old timer? Someone get some dirt on the sea- oh dear Luna, what in Tartarus…” Steamer gasped.

Dragging his bloodied body towards the two ponies, Fancypants reached out to them with a blood-covered hoof. “Help… me…” he gasped, more blood dripping from his mouth as he spoke.

Author's Note

So, how many of you thought that Derpy was screwed? (literally...) No, I think she's the one pony that I cannot do that to.

Anyways, yeah... second chapter... more rapey goodness...

Chapter 11

Walking through the castle hallways, Discord once again found himself trying his hardest to stop himself from literally flipping the castle upside down. The lack of chaos around him almost felt like it would kill him, and even though he was allowed to create as much chaos as he wanted in his room, it simply wasn’t enough for him. Asking one of the guards where he could find Celestia, he was surprised to hear that she was still in her sister’s room.

Without bothering to knock, Discord walked into Luna’s room, catching Celestia off guard as she was attending to the still unconscious alicorn.

“Discord, I don’t have time for you right now.” she said bluntly.

Discord had a genuine look of surprise on his face. “So Loony Luna was the one who used the forbidden spell last night? I’m shocked, I didn’t think she would have the power to use it.” he said.

“She didn’t.” Celestia said without looking up. “When I arrived she had used all her magic but didn’t complete the spell, so I had to finish it for her. Luckily I didn’t lose any of my magic, but I don’t know how much Luna has done to herself. I cannot afford to have my sister completely powerless with everything else going on.”

“Did she at least bring something interesting back to life?” Discord asked, receiving a stern glare from Princess Celestia. “What? It’s a fair question.”

Celestia refused to answer him, instead turning her attention back to her sister. “Discord, I really don’t have time for this.” she repeated. “I’m supposed to be helping Twilight with deciding the fate of a griffon that was captured last night in Ponyville, but I can’t leave Luna alone.”

“Well, why don’t you send me down to Ponyville? I’m sure I can help little Twilight decide how he should die.” Discord offered.

“NO.”

“Aww, come on, I have some good ideas. Give me a chance.” Discord pleaded.

“No.” Celestia said again. “Besides, Twilight and I aren’t even sure he’s guilty of anything. She spoke to him yesterday and it sounds like he was the one who rescued the unicorn that was abducted.”

“Fine then, you go. I’m sure I can look after Luna here.” Discord said, staring down at Luna’s body with a certain look in his eyes.

Celestia shuddered at the thought of leaving an unconscious Luna in the care of Discord. “Fine, you can go to Ponyville. But don’t you dare try anything without Twilight’s permission first! Twilight has the final say in what that griffon’s fate is. Do you understand?” she said sternly.

Discord nodded. “Seriously, Celestia, you really are taking all the fun out of what should be my time to shine.” he huffed. “But yes, little purple pony is in charge. I get it.”

With a poof of smoke Discord disappeared, leaving Celestia in peace finally. She laid her head next to Luna’s body on the bed and closed her eyes. Though Luna was almost drained of her magical powers, Celestia too felt completely exhausted from the non-stop problems that seemed to find her each day. Though she didn’t want to admit it, the war was taking a heavy toll on the ruler of Equestria, both physically and mentally.

“Please, just for a few minutes. I’m begging you…”

“For the last time, miss, no means no! If you don’t leave right now I will place you under house arrest.”

Though she was absolutely enraged, Fleur Dis Lee had no choice but to do as the guard said and left the barracks. She had tried countless times to get in to speak with Thunderbird just once but every single time she was denied the chance. Even Twilight Sparkle was unable to get the guards to break the rules just once when both mares went to the barracks. Fleur ended up waiting over an hour for Twilight to finish speaking to Thunderbird, and though Twilight relayed Thunderbird’s message to not worry about him Fleur still wanted to desperately talk to him herself. She spent all morning the next day begging to be let in to the barracks but the guards refused to change their minds. Starting to feel hopeless, Fleur decided to visit Twilight once more to see if she could at least deliver a message to Thunderbird the next time she went to interrogate the griffon.

Arriving at the library, Fleur was surprised to hear Twilight arguing with somepony inside. Suddenly, the door was flung open and Discord was thrown out of the library quite violently. The door slammed shut just as Discord hit the ground, and though Fleur could only stand in shock with her mouth hanging open Discord casually picked himself up and huffed in discontent.

“Hmmph, everypony seems to be in a foul mood today.” he muttered. “All I asked was to have her escort me over to the guard barracks so I could speak to that griffon in private.”

“You’re trying to see Thunderbird, too?” Fleur asked, her ears perking up at the name of her hero.

Discord turned to face the beautiful unicorn, noticing her for the first time. “And you are?” he asked, not quite remembering her from when he and Fluttershy met her in the woods.

“I’m Fleur Dis Lee.” she introduced herself. “I’ve been trying to get the guards to let me in to see Thunderbird, the griffon, but they won’t let me. Only Twilight is allowed to speak to him.”

“Typical princesses, not heeding their lowly subject’s requests.” Discord said dramatically. “But I have to ask, why do you want to see that griffon so badly?”

“He… he saved my life.” Fleur said, starting to become emotional from the memories. “If it wasn’t for him, I would have died while imprisoned by the new griffon king.”

Discord put on another grumpy look on his face. Every time he came across a griffon in Equestria somepony was always trying to save them. ‘First Fluttershy and now this pony… next Luna will ask me to deliver a flower basket to their king.’ Discord thought to himself.

Fleur looked up at Discord with tear filled eyes. “Please, you must be able to help me. You’re the God of Chaos, you must be able to command the guards to let me see him.” she begged.

Discord shook his head. “Sorry, but I have no authority over the guards. Celestia made sure of that.” he said sourly. Suddenly, an idea struck him, and despite Celestia’s orders to not use any of his chaotic powers the opportunity before him proved too great to pass up. “However, I do know how you can get them to let you in.”

Fleur’s head shot up as she heard Discord’s last sentence. “You do? How? I’ll do anything! Please tell me!” she asked, desperate to hear Discord’s idea.

The draconequus smirked in satisfaction as he saw just how much Fleur wanted to see the griffon. “Meet me by the barracks after sundown, after the guards change shifts. And don’t tell anypony about this.” he said before teleporting away, leaving Fleur alone. She glanced at the sky and saw it was just after midday, meaning she had a few hours to wait out. Though the time couldn’t have gone by fast enough for her, she let a small smile adorn her face for the first time since her arrival in Ponyville. “I’m coming, Thunderbird.” she whispered softly as she trotted off back to Carousel Boutique.

Discord passed the time at Fluttershy’s cottage, talking with his friend while playing ‘harmless’ pranks on Angel whenever Fluttershy wasn’t looking. Though he found harassing Angel amusing, it wasn’t enough to satisfy his urge for chaos, but his plans for later that night would hopefully fill his needs. Once the sun began to set, Discord excused himself from Fluttershy’s house, saying he would be back sometime late that night.

Making his way to the guard barracks, he nodded in approval as he saw what he had been hoping for. While there were at least two guards outside the main entrance during the day, there was only one pony on guard duty at night. Even better, the guard had a disgruntled, tired look on his face; no doubt he had been forced into taking the overnight shift due to his lowly rank. He saw Fleur approaching and went over to her, pulling her into the shadow of a nearby building to inform her of his plan.

“Okay, what do I have to do?” Fleur asked, getting right to the point.

“It’s very simple, my dear. There’s only one guard on tonight and he looks very unhappy. Maybe if you show him that being on the night shift isn’t so bad, he’ll let you in.” Discord said.

Fleur looked confused. “How do I do that?”

“How else do you think?” Discord said, somewhat annoyed that he had to spell it out for her. “You seduce him.”

“I can’t do that!” Fleur exclaimed in shock. “I… I just can’t.”

“Oh come now, you don’t have to fuck him or anything like that.” Discord sighed. “Just flirt with him a little, maybe flick your tail up and show your ass off.”

Fleur was about to object again but Discord hit her with a low-blow. “He’d do anything for you, why can’t you do a simple thing like this for him?”

Fleur’s mind flashed back to when Thunderbird told her he had been imprisoned and tortured while sneaking supplies for her. Guilt swept over her mind as Discord’s words sunk in and stuck. ‘He’s right… Thunderbird risked his life to keep me alive, and I can’t manage to do this one thing to see him… no, I have to.’

Taking a deep breath, Fleur walked towards the lone guard as Discord tried his hardest to suppress a snicker. He couldn’t believe Fleur was doing as he said, but now he could at least have a little fun.

Fleur stopped cold as the guard stared down upon her. “What are you doing all the way out here so late?” he asked her.

Fleur’s mind raced as she tried to think of how she may be able to flirt with the guard enough so he would let her in, but all she was able to do was stutter and look away, her face red with embarrassment. Discord hit his face with his hand, unable to believe that the once flirtatious unicorn model was now acting more like a schoolfilly with a crush.

“This simply won’t do.” he said to himself. Aiming a spell at Fleur, he hit her full force with it in an attempt to ‘help’ her. Fleur gasped as she felt a sudden warmth envelope her entire body, but soon the warm feeling seemed to drain downward and pool around her crotch. Her hind legs began to shake as the heat began to intensify, and only when it was too late did Fleur finally notice that her pussy was leaking considerably. She hoped that the guard in front of her wouldn’t notice, but unbeknownst to her the guard had noticed a heavy, musky smell in the air. It had been quite a while since he had gotten with a mare, and a combination of having her in front of him while the smell of her sex grew stronger began to make him fidget.

Still not pleased with the pace of the scene unfolding in front of him, Discord decided to increase the spell’s power. Fleur gasped as her loins seemed to be on fire, causing her to rub her thighs together to try to find any relief possible. The motion only increased her arousal, and she swore even the slightest touch against her throbbing clit would send her into a mind-shattering orgasm.

The guard noticed Fleur’s strange movements and took a step towards her. “Miss? Are you okay?” he asked, extending a hoof out.

Fleur watched in slow motion as his hoof came closer and closer to her, finally touching her shoulder. She let out a small moan from just the touch, her pussy also responding by letting out a gush of fluids that dribbled down her rear legs. Her mind told her to run away, to find some other way to get to Thunderbird, but her body wanted more. She closed her eyes and thrust her head forward, locking lips with the surprised stallion in front of her. The guard thought about pulling back but decided not to; this was the first interesting thing to happen ever since he was issued the night shift, so why not enjoy the loose mare a little bit? He returned her kiss, allowing his tongue to meet hers and smiled as he heard her moan.

Unable to contain her lust anymore, Fleur brought a hoof to her crotch to stimulate herself. Just the simplest touch caused the trickle down her legs to turn into a small stream and her legs to quiver. She reluctantly pulled back and broke the kiss, disappointing the guard for just a moment until he saw her turn around and moved her tail to one side. He couldn’t help but stare as her soaking wet sex was exposed to him, turning him on faster than any other mare had. Unable to resist the tempting opportunity in front of him, he buried his muzzle in her hot snatch, licking at the juices flowing out of her hole. His tongue barely brushed her clit but it proved more than enough to cause her to cry out as she came hard. A sudden flood of her fluids was released and covered the guard’s face, causing Fleur to go red in the face with embarrassment. The stallion was surprised by the force of her orgasm but didn’t mind that she was a ‘squirter’; in fact, it kind of excited him.

Though she finally had her long awaited orgasm, Fleur still wanted, no, needed more. Luckily for her, the guard was more than willing to give her what she craved. With his cock out of his sheath and harder than his armor, he mounted the horny unicorn and plunged his cock straight into her waiting hole. Fleur let out a heavy sigh as she felt some of the heat in her crotch be extinguished by the guard’s throbbing cock and was more than glad to push back against his body, allowing the stallion to reach deeper into her body.

The guard wasted no time in starting to fuck Fleur as hard as he could. Her soaking wet pussy wrapped around his cock felt like heaven, and though he was afraid her moans, cries, and yelps would awaken his fellow guards he decided that rutting the horny mare in front of him was worth the risk of being caught.

As Discord watched the two ponies fucking like bunnies from his hiding spot, another idea of how to make things more interesting struck him. He shot another spell at the guard, and at first nothing seemed to happen. But what Discord wanted would come soon enough.

As the guard continued to pound away at Fleur’s body, he felt himself beginning to near his own climax. Thrusting more frantically, Fleur’s body shook as her second orgasm hit her just as hard as the first, causing her pussy to tighten considerably. The stallion groaned loudly as her sudden tightness sent him over the edge, causing him to finally reach his peak. Spurt after spurt of cum erupted from his cock into Fleur’s body, but by the tenth shot of cum his orgasm showed no signs of slowing down. The guard was too lost in orgasmic bliss to notice that he had already unloaded almost half a gallon of cum into the horny mare, much of it spilling out of her overflowing pussy and soaking the ground.

After what seemed like an eternity the guard’s dick finally stopped spewing cum into Fleur. With a satisfied groan he pulled out of her flooded hole with a loud, wet ‘pop’. More of his cum poured out from her twitching pussy and she shook as her sensitive crotch felt his cock leave her.

Though she had cum twice in such a short amount of time, she remained unsatisfied and craved more. She wiggled her ass, inviting the guard back for another round. Glancing down at his body, the stallion saw that his cock was showing no signs of going flaccid anytime soon and remounted her. In his haste to get his cock back inside of her body he pushed down on Fleur’s body, causing her to sink lower as he thrust his hips forward eagerly. Her tight rear hole was stretched wide open as his cock slipped into her ass and Fleur wasn’t sure to moan in pleasure or yelp in pain. A gargled gasping noise was all she could muster as he shoved his cock halfway into her ass, stopping only momentarily to ready his second thrust. By his third thrust forward he managed to get his entire length inside of her body, stopping for a few seconds to enjoy the tightness of her anal opening before resuming his quick pace.

The sensation overload Fleur felt caused her legs to shake violently but she somehow managed to stay on her hooves. As the stallion fucked her ass she couldn’t help but let her tongue hang out of her mouth and drool slightly as she began to love the pony’s cock in her butt. Her mind raced with confusion from the building orgasm; she had never been brought to her peak through being fucked in her ass until now, and she was confused by the mixed emotions she felt about having a cock in her rear once again. She didn’t have to wonder long, though; it only took a few more moments before she let out a sensual “ooh!” as her a flow of her juices once again squirted from her pussy. Her orgasm caused her sphincter to clamp down on the guard’s cock, increasing the friction he felt as he pounded away roughly. He grabbed Fleur’s mane with his mouth and yanked her head back, leaving her gasping in surprise as her head was pulled back just enough to turn her on even more. She thrust her own flank back, wanting to be pounded harder and take more of the stallion’s cock inside of her.

Discord smirked as Fleur cried out loudly as yet another orgasm racked her body, which also made the guard reach his peak. With one final thrust he buried himself completely in her rectum and once again shot his cum deep into her body. Like before, Discord’s magic caused him to produce an impossible amount of sperm, flooding her ass with his hot seed. Fleur’s eyes went wide as she felt her ass being filled rapidly with hot cum, and even though a small trickle escaped between her ass and his cock, the rest filled her ass and began to work its way deeper into her body and up to her stomach. Both ponies couldn’t believe just how much cum was coming from the guard’s cock as well as how long his orgasm was lasting.

It didn’t take long for Fleur to feel an odd sensation in her stomach. It finally dawned on her that the stallion’s cum had filled her intestines and was beginning to fill her stomach. “Sto- stop! Please, pull out! Hurry!” she said as she began to panic.

Though he wanted to keep his cock inside of her tight, warm hole he complied with her request. He groaned as he slowly pulled out. Her ass reluctantly let his dick go, a wet squelching noise sounding as he finally slipped free. His orgasm continued, though, and his sperm began to cover her flank and freshly fucked holes in no time.

Somewhat satisfied by the show he saw, Discord snapped his fingers, causing the stallion’s stream of cum to finally end, as well as Fleur’s insatiable heat. Both ponies collapsed in exhaustion, having experienced multiple rapid orgasms that left them drained of all their energy. Fleur let out a whimper as she could no longer hold the massive amount of cum that was emptied into her ass, and with great reluctance she loosened her muscles and allowed the cum to leak out of her butt. She felt a wave of relief as the uncomfortable pressure inside of her began to subside, but it would take a few days for her to fully rid herself of all the sperm deeper inside of her.

Her partner was basking in the afterglow of his unique orgasm. He had no idea how or why his cock had decided to turn into a hose, but he was more than happy to admit that this was the best intercourse he had ever had, and probably would ever have. He no longer felt any ill will towards the other guards who stuck him on night duty; in fact, he’d have to thank them, though he doubted they would believe what happened tonight.

The guard’s bliss was interrupted as a dark shadow moved over him. Discord couldn’t help but smirk as the guard’s flushed face suddenly paled at the sight of the draconequus towering above him.

“Well, looks like you enjoyed my little augmentation.” Discord said. “But now we need you to do us a little favor. We need to talk to the griffon you are holding in there.”

The guard shook his head. “I-I’m sorry, y-y-you c-can’t…” he stammered nervously.

Discord drew his face closer to the defenseless guard. “Look, buddy, you just got to fuck this mare twice. I think you owe it to her to help us get inside your barracks for a little while.” he said sternly.

The guard shook his head again. “You can’t s-speak to him…” he said finally.

“And why not?” Discord asked, losing his patience.

“He… he’s not here anymore.” the guard finally managed to say. Discord’s mind ground to a halt while Fleur sat up straight, completely shocked by the words that just came out of the guard’s mouth.

“What did… what did you just say?” she asked, managing to stand up on her still shaking legs and stepped closer to the guard and Discord.

“T-they took him to Canterlot this afternoon. Our lieutenant didn’t want to risk him escaping or attacking another pony like the last one did so he ordered the griffon to be executed in Canterlot immediately. He’s not here any longer, I swear!” he informed them.

Discord sighed with dissatisfaction from the news, somewhat depressed that yet another griffon would be escaping his wrath. Fleur, though, was devastated. Her heart felt like it had been stomped into the ground as she thought back to the last time she saw Thunderbird; the brave griffon standing firm, ready to fight off his old comrades as he bought Fleur enough time to get to safety. Not being able to see her love hurt her, but hearing that he was to be executed upon his arrival in the pony capital almost drove her to commit suicide.

“No! You… you can’t do that!” she cried in protest. “He’s innocent, he wouldn’t harm a butterfly! You have to send a message to Canterlot now! You have to save him!”

The guard shrugged, unable to do anything to help her. With fresh tears in her eyes Fleur ran off, headed to Twilight’s library yet again. Discord looked dejectedly at the somewhat confused guard. “Well, I hope you had fun.” he said before disappearing.

Once again alone in the dark, the lone guard tried to make sense of everything that had happened to him that night. He let out a quiet laugh as even he had trouble believing the events that occurred to him. One thing was for sure, though; he would definitely never consider night duty ‘boring’ ever again.

Fleur finally reached Twilight’s home and began banging on the door, and after a few minutes a sleepy Twilight opened the door, wondering just who could so frantically need her assistance.

“Fleur? What are *yawn* you doing here?” she asked. Spike also came down to see who it was, but once he saw the majestic mare enter he snapped wide awake and rushed about to make some tea for their visitor.

Ignoring Spike’s attempts to woo Fleur, Twilight sat Fleur down to find out what was wrong. Talking between sobs, Fleur told Twilight what the guard had told her.

“What? But nopony could authorize that kind of order but me! Spike? SPIKE! Get in here to take a letter!”

Rushing over, the small dragon rushed in with a paper and quill at the ready. Twilight quickly relayed her message to Spike who sent the message straight to Princess Celestia.

Miles away in Canterlot, Celestia slowly trudged to her room and collapsed on her bed. She had been awake for longer than she could remember, dealing with problem after problem. Early this morning Luna had finally awoken. Though weakened by using a considerable amount of magic to bring the tortoise Tank back to life, she seemed strong enough to resume normal tasks.

The two sisters had a long talk together about everything; from Luna’s attempt to save Rainbow Dash’s pet to her very questionable decision many nights ago. Celestia could see that her younger sister was genuinely sorry for her actions and was more than willing to repent for her sins.

Luna could easily see just how exhausted her elder sister was and insisted that she go rest. Celestia didn’t argue and was more than happy to get some much needed sleep. To show that she still loved and trusted her sister, Celestia released the spell that inhibited Luna’s ability to use her full powers and told her that she was once again in charge of the kingdom at night. With tears in her eyes, Luna hugged Celestia, promising never to make such a fatal mistake again.

Just as Celestia was about to fall asleep, two guards knocked on her door. One came levitating a letter from Ponyville while the other had news about a possible prisoner being brought to the castle. Already half asleep, Celestia told them to bring the matters to Luna. The guards nodded and left the room, Celestia falling asleep before the heavy doors finished closing.

One guard turned to his companion who held the letter. “Looks like justice will actually be served. Princess Luna is sure to sign off on executing that griffon from Ponyville.” he said.

His counterpart nodded. “This letter is from Princess Twilight Sparkle. I’m sure it’s a letter recommending he be executed, especially after that scum attacked one of her friends.”

Both guards laughed, finally arriving at Luna’s quarters and knocking on the door. The guards informed Luna of the new prisoner, but due to their overconfidence in what they thought Twilight wrote, they told Luna that Twilight approved of the execution also instead of handing the letter over. Once they left her chambers, the unicorn guard teleported the still sealed letter to the nearest garbage container.

Author's Note

C-C-C-C-CLIFF HANGAR!!!!

Also, someone brought up a very good question a day or so ago; whatever happened to Fancy Pants?

Well, I'll be honest.

I forgot about him. *face-hoof*

Anyways! Vote at the above link! And keep the comments coming! Comments/PMs have drastically changed and influenced this story as I try my best to incorporate your ideas.