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CutieUltima here and reporting for duty with the story SaiyanUltima gave to me.
I honestly don't know what to say except I do better than I hope.
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Cold, hungry, weak, and scared, that was how the young princess felt after three days of being the hostage for a bunch of griffons that were paid by their king. Her body was exhausted, barely able to stand without shaking, and the lack of nourishment made it difficult to stay aware.
It was now the third night of Cadance being foalnapped and taken across the country. She was hostage of seven griffons that were private guards for the tyrannical griffon king that was plotting to overthrow Celestia and make himself a dictator of Equus.
Being at war, however, makes it difficult to enact complex plans, and overthrowing the most powerful alicorn in Equus is not an easy task. With only a week left before the high council of Equus mobilizes to stop his ambitions, his only option was a risky and stupid move.
His only chance of conquest meant taking what mattered to Celestia the most, even if it meant having her wrath upon his doorstep.
Sadly the assumption are half true with the sleeping princess being held ransom for power and land. Said half being that she is alone, frightened, weak, and unable to get help from the monsters that took her.
Celestia had no idea where her niece was at the moment, and connecting to her was impossible.
Whatever the cause may be, it was something blocking the Cadance' magic.
Right now she was on edge with everyone, staying up every night in hope of her making contact, praying to the heavens for someone or something to bring her home safe and sound.
...
Without warning of the same actions that wake her up, Cadance' eyes shot open from a bucket of water pouring down on her right side, chilling her already cold body with the liquid she has not drank in a day and a half.
Cadance shot up from the sandy ground with a deeper shiver trailing her back, feeling the night's cold winds slip through her fur and nip at her skin.
"Huh...what?" she blurted through her icy confusion, only to glare at the seven griffons that were chuckling in amusement of her fright.
"No sleeping around here horse" a rash voice laughed, dropping the bucket on her head. "The last thing you need is sleep when we'll be moving in a couple of hours"
"S-stop doing th-that, it's al-already f-f-freezing out here!" the pink alicorn stuttered, trying to scream at her captors.
The griffons glared at her for this, sending deep hatred through their eyes as she shook off the water. Sadly when this happened, when Cadance dried herself as much as possible, she unknowingly twisted their fantasies and deviated their plan with how her matted fur stuck to her excellent curves.
Strangely their twisted fantasies were not very deep and well-thought out, just a coincidence of wanting to do more than just keep her as a hostage. Unlike many criminals that kill or sell their trophies, these griffons were imagining The Princess of Love as their little plaything before getting back to The Griffon Kingdom.
"Stupid griffons" Cadance whined with a quivering lip, unaware that her rump was being focused on by their eyes.
Noticing her innocence after she flicked her tail, the griffons became very tempted to defile her to the best of their imaginations. Still they knew that traumatizing the alicorn would make things worse on the account of her magic bursts being dangerous.
They would know that very well after one of them paid with their life, before so much as getting a shackle on her hoof.
Luckily for them she had an iron ring on her horn, preventing her magic from channeling through. But with the enchantment being temporary, it was only a matter of time before the young princess could use her magic again.
"I say we have a little fun with her before getting back to the king" The leader suggested, drawing the attention of his allies from the gasping princess.
Once that was heard and set on Cadance' mind, the other griffons smiled at the idea and nodded with him. Now their bodies were starting to waver from how hard things have become with all of Canterlot hunting them down, allowing them to spike with a dark lust that started to grow underneath them.
They were tired from all of the running and hiding, but somehow found the energy to start fulfilling their desires while the pink princess found her own energy to try and escape.
Try that is...
"Come on, come on" she grunted, focusing with all her might to summon her magic.
To her dismay there was not a flicker of magic coming to her; there was only the growing demise of being violated to a bunch of monsters that were paid to foalnap and bring her back alive.
That didn't mean they had to take her back unharmed.
"Yeah, I like that idea, and if she tries anything we'll cut off her wings and break her horn" another suggested, causing the princess to quietly panic through her struggles.
It was at that moment the pink alicorn growled and grunted with each tug against her chains, trying with very bit of her strength to escape without magic while the seven griffons stood up and approached with erections.
Regrettably she was surrounded and not going to budge the chains, not when they were deeply staked into some bit of solid ground.
"I get the plothole" their leader sneered and proceeded to be the first.
Within seconds of their sexual urgency, the griffons knocked the screaming princess onto her stomach and pinned her to the floor by her wings and neck.
Cadance' horn started to glow from how terror-stricken she was, but the iron ring continued to suppress the overflowing magic while the one holding her head jerk her up and readied to fill her mouth with unwanted warmth.
She cried and whimpered through the tight possession of her jaw, but there was no one around to give her mercy or comfort from what is to come.
Or so she and the goons thought...
"Please stop!" she sniveled, dripping on the talons around her mouth. "You're hurting me!"
"Scream all you want, we're in The Deserts of Dragoria; no one is coming to save you!" The griffon leader laughed, taking his sweet time poking the mare's lower lips with his head, and spanking each flank for an added torture.
"Please, please don't, I swear I won't tell anyone if you let me go!"
"Watch and learn boys, this is how you breed an alicorn!" their leader laughed, then thrust for his favorite part.
"No, please don't!"
Suddenly there was a large roar behind them and a pair of deep blue demonic eyes glaring from a distance, eyes that malice over the griffons preparing to traumatize the teenage princess.
"What the hell is that?" one of them asked, breaking his hold on Cadance' mouth.
Said eyes closed and sand shuffled around them, startling the griffons to leaving their fantasies for another day as they realized this shuffling was someone moving around them.
Knowing they were in more danger than ever, the group relinquished the princess and grabbed their spears from the boulder they were leaning against.
"Where is it!?" the leader yelled as he batted his terror-stricken gaze, listening to the silence that came after grabbing their weapons.
And just when they thought things were bad enough, the mysterious figure made a powerful entrance by crashing directly over the princess. It sent the griffons across the sandy grounds with a powerful shockwave, causing the fire to go out and leave them to fighting in the moonlight.
Initially Cadance wanted to scream when it stood over her , but the force that shot around them stole her breath. Now she was trapped under the monster's legs, watching and crying as it crouched over her and released breaths of ember.
"What the hell?" The griffon leader groaned as he glared at the creature, staggering to his talons and paws.
The creature scowled at him and sent a flurry of fireballs that licked the sands with intense heat, hardening many sections of the grain sized sediment into glass. No one was actually hurt when this flurry happened, just startled, but the griffons were not wise enough to see that their opponent was dangerous and only warning them.
"Kill that bastard and make its head a trophy" the leader ordered, followed with hurling their spears.
Cadance could do nothing, her mind was shutting down from exhaustion and stess over the creature's appearance. She was barely able to rouse her remaining energy to witness said creature tear a spear from his shoulder and roar three mighty flames that were intentionally aimed to open areas.
When they saw this happen, his rage over the pain, the griffons spun around and sped into the darkness without looking back. They flew off into the night, disinclined to continue their mission when the beast had yet to falter from his wounds and hurt them.
Quickly the fighting was over, but Cadance was gone for the time being, gone into her own little dreamscape while the beast scooped her up and reignited the fire with his emotion differing hair.
Angry and hurt, the color became a deep red while the fire burst onto the logs and shed light to show where the abandoned equipment was at.
Once he eyed the blankets and pillows that were laying out and about...he got to work.
...
Cadance awoke to the sound of wood cracking and burning. She shot up from the softness under her and saw that it was still dark, signifying that it was still nighttime. Her breath was quick and deep, causing her chest to heave with the uncomfortable pace of her heartbeat before forcing herself to calm down.
She found herself lying on top of the blankets and pillows the griffons used, along with fresh fruit and a canteen of water piled in front of her. Feeling her stomach growl and her lips crack, she ignored the thought of any potential dangers and immediately engorged herself with the free food and water. Once those two minutes ended, she caught onto the scent of something that was foul and nearby.
It made her grimace and gag a little before realizing that this stench was coming from her. She lacked a bath and desperately needed one, but the exhaustion and fear of the desert around her prevented the usage of her wings or what little magic she has right now.
Still there was the relieving touch of freedom around her hooves. She didn't know it yet, but the sharp pain in her hooves made her look down the blankets to see that none of the shackles were on her hooves, but there were bandages wrapped around the open scrapes. She was free and able to move on her own, free to escape from the nightmare that tires her, but where could she go when said desert is unknown to her?
Through her little game of search and question, the heaviness of reality fell into place with the emotional distress. Her moment of being free changed to the fact of being alone and weak in a place that is potentially dangerous; not to mention the creature she witnessed could be out there.
Remembering that creature was not a good thing for the pink alicorn. She began to whimper and cry at the flames for some security and warmth from the blackness that is around her, hoping for someone to come and find her before anything else could happen.
She missed being in Canterlot with her auntie, she missed Twilight, she missed being around Shining Armor and his marefriend when they left school to go have a little fun before his cadet training started every day at four in the evening.
Her life in the castle was desired as a filly wants ice cream, her aunties warm and loving touch was a deep craving that made her eyes water even worse.
"I-I want to go ho-home" she hiccupped to herself, holding the blankets as tightly as she could through the fear and worry of getting back to Canterlot.
...
Suddenly Cadance' ears stood straight up, perking to the sound of sand shuffling behind her while a fresh blanket was added to her hind legs that stuck out. She turned around and immediately screamed at the top of her lungs when the one that gave her the extra blanket came into the light.
Frighteningly it was the creature that protected her from the griffons. He stood at least 6'2' with a bright glow of white hair that reached to his ankles, his eyes did not compliment the blank expression he had, nor the terrible scars around his throat. His outfit was a pair of torn pants that have added cuts from the weapons the griffons used, but worst of all he bandages wrapped around his left shoulder while a large rag was wrapped around the palm of his hand.
"No, please don't hurt me!" Cadance screamed, scrunching and struggling to shuffle out of her blankets
The male did not say or do anything to the princess. He walked past her and took a seat on the nearby boulder that allowed him to see in the distance. His figure came into full view for the princess, her fear of said creature lowered into caution when they had good distance between. He removed the rag from his palm and proceeded to lick the gash that was close to the vein of his wrist.
He cleaned the blood off as it seeped, causing the alicorn to be nauseous before everything came together in her mind. When she watched him finish cleaning the cut, spitting out the blood and sand with disgust, she stopped overlooking the situation and pondered what might have happened after she passed out.
He wasn't hurt from before...did he get hurt from...protecting me?
After a few minutes of wondering about this, Cadance decided to leave the thought alone while it was still peaceful enough for her to get some shut eye. She laid into the pillows once more and forced her eyes shut, only for her curiosity to keep her wide awake with many questions about the creature.
She already knew from his scent that he is a male, but that was all she knew about him. Whether or not her mind was screaming for her to stay quiet, the pink princess did not listen to that common sense.
Instead she tried to make conversation.
"Are you okay?" she asked, the tone of her voice genuine with concern over his wounds. "That cut looks pretty bad"
The male didn't answer, he only leaped from his boulder and approached the scared alicorn with a gentle tug of the blankets. Of course he received a glare for that one, but quickly countered the rudeness with a token of kindness. He confused the alicorn with this, with laying the blankets over her once more, until she remembered having her legs exposed.
Still the princess felt confused and untrusting of the male towering over her, tucking the ends around her body while he stared blankly into her eyes. Had she paid attention to his bandages she would have seen that part of the cut on his left shoulder was poorly cauterized.
By the time Cadance could find the will to look away from his eyes, his deep sea blue eyes, his hand moved over her cheek and caressed with an almost invisible touch. His distance did not make the princess comfortable or happy, nor did that blank expression he continued to wear when caressing her. She was trapped with trepidation that made her skin literally run cold and shiver throughout being under the warm blankets.
However she could not deny this touch being the first bit of care she's received in the last few days. What was worse is she could not find the willpower to push his hand off of her or request for him to stop. It was an ensnare to her fragile state, baiting her with naught but the smooth petting that trailed to her ears.
If she was expecting more out of his strange nature she didn't show it when breathing quietly in relief of her ears being scratched.
"Why are you being so nice?" Cadance asked tiredly, her eyes already being closed as he moved his other hand to finish tucking her neck in.
He stopped, turned away without so much as a word, and walked away from Cadance. He held onto the silence that she stopped feeling uneasy about and made his way back to the giant rock. Again he jumped onto to the boulder and found a comfortable spot with the satchels that were left behind. He laid on his stomach, propped the bags under his chin, and watched the pink alicorn drift into slumber with a weak smile that was from how comforting his petting and ear scratching was.
Thus he was alone and wide awake for the long night ahead of him, acting as a bodyguard until morning could come and guide the mare back to the lands she is from. He was not fond of being a babysitter to this pony, nor happy that it had to happen on his one night of blowing off some steam. The very idea of protecting someone this grown put a confusing emotion in his chest, an emotion that did not sit well as he took an apple from one of the satchels.
It felt different, too different for his kindness to be going so far as protecting a creature that looks to be the same age as him. He knew to protect hatchlings whenever they play with him, but the thought of this mare being in his care brought a bad taste with each bite of the apple.
Sweet and crunchy, yet so vile and loathsome, he swallowed the fruit, the uneasiness in his chest, and waited for the sun to show itself in the next few hours. Once it did, he could leave the mare and go back home to the kingdom that is probably on edge with his disappearance. She would be well-rested and able to return to her home without another question about his actions and presence.
He held onto that idea, almost relishing the loneliness with a toothy grin. Nothing felt better than getting his alone time from everyone and everything in order to escape the facts that make him so meager.
Sadly that didn't happen tonight, and tomorrow was not looking any more promising.
To his unmindful dismay was that fate had a different intention for him and his life as the loner. What happened tonight was only the beginning of something bigger, and each second of being around this mare would make him realize that destiny has played its' strings to intertwine him and her.
And right now fate was smiling down to him, waiting for things to unfold and play out...
Chapter End.
