Backgrounds of Fate: Camp

>You shut the door and barely made it to the wooden shelf that served as your bed.
>You didn't make it on to it when you climbed though, instead doubling over and clutching your side.
>A hiss of pain escaped your mouth.
>You do not have a name.
>But that hardly mattered right now because you have never hurt this much in your life
>You removed your hole filled forelegs to reveal a terrifying sight.
>You cracked your chitin!
>Green ichor flowed from a crack between the two largest plates on your back.
>You took a nasty fall while pulling a cart in the mines.
>You felt a few pangs of sympathy from your brothers and sisters but mostly hate.
>Hatred for slowing up productivity.
>You could have gotten everyone in your work squad executed for that.
>It took a lot of pleading on your part but you got the rest of your shift off on the condition you work a double shift tomorrow.
>You just weren't sure how you were going to make that happen in your condition.
>You could hardly move in your state let alone work.
>After all, injured drones were useless drones.
>Maybe you could...
>Yes...
>That could work.
>You could subsist on the plentiful negative emotions that were in this place.
>This awful... horrible place...
>But if you wanted to recover even just a little bit so you can work those next shifts tomorrow you needed positive emotions.
>The things you would do for just a scrap of love right now...
>You hopped to your hooves.
>Or rather you picked up the tired sack of pain that was your body from the ground.
>You even used the last bit of your magic for this.
>After all if you this didn't succeed you were as good as dead anyways.
>All you needed was a pony to spare some love.
>Just a little bit...
>You'd be fine then.
>You made your way outside and shivered from the cold.
>Hobbling to through the snow, you could see ponies walking on the outside of the high fences.
>Some of them had dogs.
>You wished to but couldn't find it in yourself to scowl.
>Vicious bastards.
>You found yourself in front of a uniformed guard who stood at the base of a watch tower.
>The stallion glowered at you.
>You could feel his hate.
>"What do you want, bug?" he spat.
>You took a shuddering breath before speaking.
"C-could you spare some l-love?"
>It was hard speaking in pony tongue but you managed.
>You tried looking as pitiful as possible but you knew that you weren't visually appealing to ponies so it hardly mattered.
>"And what makes you think I would do that?"
>You tried and failed to think of a reason.
>His horn starts\ed to glow and his expression hardened.
>"Get out of here before you get hurt. All I need is a reason."
>N-no!
>You couldn't give up!
"P-please sir! I just need a little bit! I won't make it tomorrow without it."
>"Yeah, and that sound like a personal problem, you parasite. Now leave, this is your last warning."
"I'll do anything. P-please just a little.
>The unicorn's horn stops glowing and he looks you over.
>"Anything, eh?"
>You look at him in surprise and confusion.
"Yes?"
>Why was he suddenly so excited?
>He smiles and puts a hoof under jaw.
>Not wanting to spurn your chances at getting love, you don't flinch away from it despite how terrified you were right now.
>"I can barely tell you pests apart. You are female, correct?"
>You were only more confused.
"What does that have to d-"
>"If you want love you will answer my question."
"I-I uh, yes."
>"Then this will work out just fine."
>The stallion looks up to the tower calling up.
>"Hey Swift, I'm gonna check out this drones barracks. Says something wrong with it I'll be back!"
>Somepony up top yells down an affirmative.
>"Right then, so you want love?"
>Was this really happening?
"Yes, please!"
>He motions towards the barracks you just came from.
>"Follow me then."
>You do so with glee.
>You struggled to keep up with him through the pain of your injuries but you pushed past it at the prospect of love.
>You didn't expect to receive much but any amount would help you immensely.
>The both of you reached barracks and he ushered you inside quickly.
>When the door closed you somehow felt trapped like a rat in a cage but you didn't know why.
>You turned intending to ask him what he wanted you to change into but you lost your voice at his predatory grin.
>You shrunk a little at how his eye were looking at you up and down.
>... just like a rat in a cage.
>Before you could manage a word you felt magic grip you head and slam your face into a post in the center of the cabin forcing you to yelp in pain.
>His magic held your head uncomfortably in the spot it impacted the post.
>"So you need love huh?"
>You feel another emotion rise in him.
>It wasn't love.
>Whatever it was it seemed like something sour
>It made you want to squirm.
>Things clicked into place for you when you felt him support his weight on your shoulders.
>Lust.
>"I've got all the love you need."
>That's when you felt... him.
>There was no stopping what was about to occur.
>You were too weak.
>The door opens behind you.
>"Silver Spell, what the fuck are you doing?"
>The pony above you curses.
>"Of course he comes in to ruin the fun," you hear him mutter.
>He dismounts you but doesn't release is magical grip on your head meaning you couldn't see anything but wooden post and wall.
>The unicorn speaks to the other pony.
>"Guess what this bug just tried to do."
>You here a gulp and he finishes.
>"S-sir."
>"Just tell me Corporal. I don't like to have my time wasted," the other voice says.
>"This changeling tried to kill me with this."
>"Is that a dagger?"
>There only sounds were that of the winds outside and you trying and failing to cry silently.
>The other pony speaks again.
>Tears ran like rivers from you eyes.
>"That is... unfortunate. We will talk about your... conduct later, Silver Spell. For now you know what to do."
>You heard movement and start to panic.
>You didn't want to die!
>Not like this!
>You cried harder.
"I-I didn't do a-any thing! Plea-"
>You vision flashed white when something impacted the back of your head.
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