Kidnapped (Pt2)

>You pushed open the door to the local Griffon Butcher's shop, the struggling changeling in your iron grip.
>A large, grey-brown griffon was currently cutting a steak into small cubes.
>It looks like you had interrupted his family dinner.
>Said family waved to you briefly, before retreating to the second floor.
>"Ah, hello my human frie-" He started boldly, before stopping. "Oh my, where is your purple Alicorn friend?"
>He then looked at the changeling struggling in your grip.
>"Also, why do you have the Scourge with you?"
"Hey Algore. Mind if I...'borrow' your freezer?"
>He stepped aside, curious.
>You pushed the metal door open, then roughly threw the bugpony against the steel-lined walls on the other side.
>There was a crack that echoed off the walls and frozen hunks of meat, and the changeling slid down with a trail of green ichor.
"Close the door."
>The large bird-lion did so, but stayed inside.
>"Anonymous, what's going on?"
"This thing has information on where Twilight Sparkle has gone, and I intend to get it."
>"Oh, an interrogation?" He asked, before a predatory grin spread across his beak.
>"Well, why didn't you say so! Hold on, I think I still have some interesting 'toys' from my time in the Griffon army..."
>The door opened, and the Changeling charged for it.
>You kicked it in the side of the neck as it tried to get by, slamming into the side walls.
>It stopped moving, though the condensation from its breath could still be seen.
>Good. Wouldn't do to kill it yet.
>The door opened again, and the large griffon dropped a suitcase on the floor with a heavy thud.
>Popping it open, you saw various interesting tools.
>A scalpel, a peeler that still had a dried bloodstain on the handle, a handsaw, a gauntlet with spiked knuckles...
>...among other things.
>The changeling saw these too, and began hyperventilating on top of the shiver induced by the chilly room.
"You have one chance to avoid this being unpleasant. Where. Is. She."
>Not a question, a demand.
>The bugpony remained rooted to the spot, and you were pretty sure it just urinated in fear.
>Being trapped by two of the nastiest predators ever to grace the planet was sure to do that.
>Sure enough, a yellow puddle stained the side of the wall and the floor.
>"Hey hey hey, I gotta clean that now." Al groused.
>You took a step forward.
>"Wait, wait!" It shrieked in a high-pitched voice.
>The griffon winced, but remained in the room.
"You had your chance."
>"No, no, wait, please!"
>You stalled, the hacksaw in your hands.
>"Mm, good choice. I'd go for the horn, it'll stop it from transforming." Al said sagely.
"Oh?"
>"Yeah. Interrogated my fair share of changelings during the war, I know most of their soft points. Good use of that ring, by the way."
>Algore was your source for all things Griffon or meat based, naturally.
>Looks like he'd be your mentor on this interrogation too.
"If I want to cause pain, where?"
>"If you're looking for permanent damage that won't kill, then..."
>"The eyes, naturally. After that, pluck the wings. Tertiary zone would be underneath the chitin, anywhere."
>The bell chimed on the Griffon's front door, and he stepped out.
>You put the hacksaw back, going for the scalpel instead.
>"I'll tell you where she is, just let me go! That's all I ask!"
"This is not a negotiation."
>You plunged the bladed tool into the changeling's side, before pulling it back out.
>It was coated in the bug's green blood.
"You WILL tell me where she is, and then I'll decide what to do with you. Get to talking."
>"Just outside Canterlot, in the mountains! There's a burrow that the Canterlot Guard never found after the battle! Twilight Sparkle is there, I swear!"
"Where in the mountain?"
>"Underneath the train tunnels!"
>You paused for a moment, considering it.
>Whirling on your heel, you leveled a heavy right hook into the bug's jaw.
>It cracked satisfyingly, hanging low and obviously dislocated.
>The scalpel in your hand cut into the large eyes of the black creature, the eye jelly flowing out easily and readily.
>The bug shrieked in pain, collapsing.
>You removed the ring, before slipping it into your pocket.
"Don't let me find out you're lying to me."
>You opened the freezer door, finding Al attempting to convince Rainbow you weren't here.
>"I told you, little pony, he's not here." The griffon fibbed, before turning around. "Oh."
>"Uh hu-hey!"
>The changeling charged past the pegasus, but you stopped her from following.
"Dash. I'm going to give you a very, very important job."
>"What is it? It's getting away, hurry!"
"Tail it, but don't let it know you're following."
>"What?"
"It told me Twilight was in a burrow underneath the train tracks at Canterlot."
>You snorted.
"I don't trust that thing for a minute, but if I've learned anything from movies with dumb mooks, it's this."
"Where it's going is straight back to the nest, going to alert its master that it's been caught."
>You chuckled darkly, looking out the door at the retreating changeling. It had taken Roseluck's form now, though its eye was still bleeding freely.
"Also, that's not even close to the direction Canterlot or the train station are in."
>Rainbow gave you a half-salute before bolting out.
"Al. I need hunting supplies."
>The griffon cleared his throat.
>"Dear Sir, as you know, officially I do not have hunting supplies. All of my food products are shipped to me from my people, in a long painstaking process." He said loudly, acting offended.
>You rolled your eyes.
"And unofficially?"
>"Follow me."
>He opened a hatch to the basement, and you followed the griffon down.
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>You had managed to wriggle a wing free. You don't know how, but you did.
>Said wing was currently in the process of removing that ring from your horn.
>It was hard getting the joint into position to do it, but you were limber, something Anon always liked.
>Anon...
>Almost, almost...
>There!
>The ring clattered to the ground, and you felt your natural energy return.
>You immediately lit a spell, removing the gunk from your eyes and mouth.
>Another spell, and you had recovered most of your injuries from the...last session.
>A few of you ribs were still cracked, but at least the outright broken ones had been restored.
>You'd worry about them after you reduced this place to its base molecules.
>A final arcane burst released you from the chains, dropping you heavily onto your hooves.
>You had forgotten your front left one was dislocated, and it immediately gave out.
>Unable to stop yourself, you collapsed with a pained shout.
"Unngh...Come on, Twilight...you can do this..." You told yourself.
>You lifted your hoof, locked it straight, and brought it down as hard as you could.
>A crack as it went back into its socket, and sheer agony tore through you.
>It was so horrible that you nearly passed out again, blackness tearing at the edges of your vision.
>You recovered, to find yourself immobilized by chains again.
>What...?
>All the restraints you had thought you just removed were back in place, including the magic-sapping ring.
>A gleeful chuckle from another source, and your heart sank.
>An illusion, and you fell for it.
>Hook, line, and sinker.
>The gunk on your muzzle had been removed, strangely enough.
>Which is when you felt a drone force himself into your mouth.
>He reached all the way to the back of your throat, and you nearly gagged.
>You bit down in retaliation, tasting copper as you made him bleed.
>He was trying desperately to pull out, but you had him trapped.
>Pressing down with more force, you finally bit straight through.
>The changeling screamed in pain, and you spat the severed penis out.
>Serves him right, you hoped he bled out.
"Anon's bigger than you anyway." You commented, trying deliberately to rile them up.
>It worked.
>That act earned you a savage beating, hooves connecting with your face and side.
>Blood was running down your forehead from a cut one of the drones made with his horn.
>You felt your jaw crack from a punch, and you snarled in response.
>It seemed as though you were finally incapable of feeling pain.
>You felt another drone mount you from behind and force inside, getting a reflexive grunt from you.
>You just had to bear this for a little while longer.
>Any moment, Anon will be here.
>Please...
>You shuddered as the drone finished in you again.
>Disgusting.
>Nineteen hours, thirty three minutes.
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>"Well, let's see. For the type of game you'll be ah, hunting, I suggest this."
>He pulled out a knife with a matching leather sheathe.
>The blade was jet black, with a serrated edge.
>It was roughly four inches long, the size of you hand from palm to fingertip.
>He placed an identical one right next to it, both intended for you.
>"Also, for ranged hunting."
>He reached under a cabinet and brought up a crossbow.
>You had held one once at a Renaissance Fair back on Earth, but it had been 'disabled' for safety reasons.
>"Know how to use this?"
"No, but I'm a fast learner."
>"Alright, watch carefully."
>Al took you through the loading process, then had you do it yourself.
>He was satisfied when you wracked three bolts in a row.
>"Other than that, it's point and shoot. Try it on that target."
>There was a small bullseye sitting on the wall, riddled with holes.
>The first two bolts were way off, as you were unprepared for the weight and recoil.
>The next two were good, but not perfect.
>Algore only let you go once you scored a bullseye, which happened after sixteen bolts.
"How much do I owe you?"
>"Owe me?" He repeated with a wide, excited smile. "Nothing! I'm assisting a friend and soon-to-be fellow warrior! I would be honored to have you spill Scourge blood with my weapons."
>You grinned, then offered your hand out.
>He shook it, patting you on the shoulder with his other clawed hand.
>"Go get her, my friend. She needs you."
"I intend on it."
>You turned and walked up the stairs,hunting knives on your hips and crossbow on your back.
>"By the way, you still owe me for that ring! Bring back some changeling steaks, and I'll call it even!"
>You chuckled.
"Will do. I'll tell you how it tastes when I get back."
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>"Sorry Anon, that's how it works." Spike said apologetically. "I can only send and receive letters from Celestia, that's the way the spell works."
>The dragon sighed with frustration.
>"If I could control where they went, I could tell you right now where Twilight is."
>You nodded, wishing someone had developed Radio technology.
>Would make this so much easier to work together.
"Alright, alright. Pen Celestia telling her to have the guard check the train tunnels, under the tracks. Where's Flash?"
>"Uh, why?"
"Because he's coming with me, that's why."
>"Last I saw, he was moping by the park fountain." The dragon quirked an eyeridge at you. "What did you do to him?"
"That's for me to know and you to, uh, never find out."
>"But you-"
"Later, Spike!"
>You left and closed the library door before he could ask another question.
>Rainbow had come back, circling over Ponyville until she found you.
>"Anon!"
>The pegasus came straight down, stopping a few inches from the ground.
>"You were right, the changeling went into the plains past the Everfree. It hung around there for a bit, before pulling up a bit of a grassy knoll and disappearing inside."
"I'm gonna skin that little liar."
>The cyan pony recoiled.
>"Where did THIS guy come from? You've only ever been mouthy at worst."
"You don't mess with a human's friend, Dash."
>"This isn't gonna be a biology lesson, is it?"
"No. I'm saving that for Twilight when we pull her out of that hell."
>"Gross, loverboy."
>Okay, seriously?
"Alright, I know there are more pressing matters at the moment, but does everyone know about us already?"
>"Uh, yeah. Twilight told Rarity one day at the spa, and you know how much of a gossip machine that unicorn is."
>Traitor, you thought with some humor.
"Well, that's one cat out of the bag."
>"Why would you put a cat in a bag?"
"Human expression, Dash."
>You walked over to the fountain, where the orange pegasus was indeed moping on a bench.
"Flash, come here."
>He looked up, then recoiled when he saw you armed to the teeth.
>"No, wait, I'll leave Twilight alone!"
>You sighed.
"We're going to go get her. You're with me."
>"Huh?" The pegasus asked, tilting his head. "I thought you hated me."
"Don't hate you, just find you a non-threat." You replied simply. "Go get your armor, if you still have it. We're going Changeling hunting."
>You saw his eyes go wide, and his ears flatten.
>His breathing got heavy.
"Is there a problem?"
>"N-no sir."
>He left in a hurry, and you turned back to Rainbow Dash.
"Come on, I need you to lead me to that burrow."
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>"Mmm, broken already?" Chrysalis asked, a seductive gloat leaving her mouth.
>"I thought you were much, much more strong willed than that. Who knew rape was so...effective a pacifying measure?"
>The chuckle again.
>"Of course. I did."
>You were staying absolutely still, not even reacting to the question.
>Had to play this just right...
>Your eyes were locked to a fixed point right behind the matriarch, and you held your jaw slack.
>Wasn't hard to do, with as damaged as it was. It was more comfortable like this at the moment.
>"Unlatch her, take her to the brood pods. This broken pony will become the next in line."
>"My queen, are you sure this is...smart?" A drone asked bravely.
>His bravery was rewarded with an immediate execution by Chrysalis herself.
>You almost recoiled when green ichor splashed into your face, but you had to play the part of a mentally-vacant prisoner.
>Just a little longer.
>"I don't have much time left, my children. There are no other choices, only an Alicorn will work! I need her to become the next Queen, or our entire race will perish." The queen snarled to the corpse.
>'Good.' You thought.
>The other drones got the message, and began unchaining you.
>The door burst open violently, and you got excited for a brief second.
>"My queen!" The drone shrieked.
>It was bleeding heavily from its eye, which appeared to have been cut by a blade.
>Its carapace was cracked in several places, and there was a distinct handprint on its neck.
>Anonymous knew.
>"The alien knows! The entire town knows!"
>"HOW!?"
>"The alien, the human, it's smarter than it looks!" The drone squeaked, wobbling as its body began to fail.
>"Were you followed?"
>The drone went silent, looking around nervously.
>"Again: Were. You. Followed?"
>"I...I can't say for sure!"
>She growled, and you were getting excited.
>You KNEW he would come for you!
>"Hurry her along, we need to accelerate the Brooding!" The queen shouted, retreating from the room.
>You were unlatched, and the ring was removed.
>You promised Celestia you would never use this kind of magic again, but desperate times...
>Black energy lit your horn as you concentrated all your hatred and fury into one thought:
>You were going to kill all of them, and you were going to enjoy it.
>The drones never saw their end coming, and you made sure it was agonizing.
>Every ounce of shame and pain they caused you, you were going to deliver back tenfold.
>You dimly realized that this was why anger was dangerous: It was self-feeding.
>You just didn't care.
>You waited in this room for a moment more, taking care of your injuries.
>Accelerating the healing process with a little magic, your broken ribs and jaw set and mended themselves.
>Tartarus, that hurt.
>The scrapes and scars you left. Made you look more threatening, which you needed right now.
>As unfortunate as it was, your abused flank could wait too.
>You needed all the strength you could save right now, and it wasn't impairing you.
>After all, you had a changeling burrow to reduce to its base components.
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