Jake felt his eyes open again, but he found himself somewhere else. He looked around him. His hands and legs were bound to the wall behind him; the cold, hard, cracked wall. In front of him were metal bars that seemed to be stronger than the hardest steel ever smelted by the best blacksmith in the world. Jake was held above the ground by the shackles that held him, and his head pounded painfully. "Damn...where am i? Ugh...my head is fucking killing me." He looked back up at the bars to see two familiar figures standing on the other side. They stepped into the cell and approached Jake. He could recognize them perfectly. "Celestia? Luna?"

"You're awake it seems. How was your nap?" Luna said. Luna never seemed to smile often. Rarely at all. It was hard to determine how Luna was feeling. Her face wasn't a good way to read her emotion; for she always had that blank look. The only facial emotion Jake ever witnessed from Luna was anger. That was then, however. This is now.

"Why the hell am I chained up? Where's Fluttershy?" Jake asked. He pulled his arms a bit, attempting to escape.

"Reports say that you transformed into a 'Nightmare'. Is this true?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't even know what you mean by 'Nightmare'." It was obvious to Jake that she wasn't referring to a bad dream or a night-terror.

Luna sighed and turned away from Jake. Something bothered her. Her body tensed up at the very word, 'Nightmare'. She left the cell, "I'll let my sister explain to you." Her tone of voice was saddened. Celestia sighed and glared at me. Her eyes were serious. Celestia's horn glowed white. Before Jake's eyes, the very chains snapped with a loud SHING! Jake landed on his knees and glared at Celestia. His wrists were slightly cut from Celestia's spell that she freed him with. She cut him quite deep in such a quick move. She didn't even have to lift a hoof.

"That...was a warning." Celestia said.

"A warning?" He shot to his feet. "A warning for what?"

"You are now a threat. Your unknown ability to transform into a Nightmare makes you highly dangerous. Until we learn how to control your anger, you won't leave this castle. I won't allow you...we won't allow you."

"We?" Jake chuckled. "You and what army?" A soon as the last word of Jake's sentence left his mouth, 5-10 guards appeared behind Celestia with spears ready to charge.

"I will only ask you this once. And I will only explain this to you once. A 'Nightmare' is a term we use for creatures that gain paranormal abilites by mysterious means. Basically, its like a demon in your human world. Nightmares can be ghosts, demons, monsters, and even parasites. We don't know what class you fit under, but you're a danger to pony-kind. Rumor has it that humans that are Nightmares consume ponies. Did you feel any kind of hunger when you transformed?" Jake didn't answer. All of this was too overwhelming for his mind. "But enough of that, I will ask you one. If you lie to me or refuse to answer, we will be forced to eradicate you. I'm sorry. I wish there was another way. Do you swear that you would never harm anyone as a Nightmare?"

"I don't know how to answer that. I'm sorry. I still don't understand." Jake replied. Celestia sighed.

"Then I'm sorry. Guards...attack." The entire wave of guards dashed at Jake pouncing on him and stabbing him multiple times with their sharpened spears. After the jump, all the guards retreated. Jake's body was still intact but was punctured by blades. He lie face down. Celestia looked away. She couldn't even bare to see an execution of her order.

The room...fell quiet.

...Celestia set her gaze on Jake's hands. They suddenly twitched furiously. Claws extended from his fingertips. Jake began to chuckle.

"Heheheh. You're a bigger bitch than I thought..." He sneered.

"He's still alive?" Celestia said to herself.

"Here I am thinking colorful, talking ponies were friendly. Hahaha. You're more of a monster than I am. You murdered a poor innocent human who couldn't even defend himself." Jake stood to his feet. Blood dripped from the wounds of his body. Jake had once again transformed into a Nightmare. "You were right Celestia...I am a threat. But not to everyone. No. Since you tried to kill me, I guess it'll be fair if I killed you. Am I right?"

"Dammit. Guards! Seize him!" The guards who attempted to land a blow on Jake ended up being slashed down by his claws. Jake showed mercy but wounding them, but not giving them a fatal injury. "Naughty naughty. Someone deserves a spanking." Jake continued to walk towards Celestia, running his clawed hand across the open cell door. He walked quite slowly to intimidate her and toy with her mind. Celestia even tried firing a couple lighting bolts at him, but he easily reflected them into the nearby walls, shattering them and leaving big craters. In a flash, Jake held Celestia by her hair against the wall, lifting her off the ground. He held one claw her throat. His teeth stretched his cheeks apart in a smile. Jake's eyes burned with rage. "Now, I believe you owe me a life. Yours."

"This isn't right. You can't do this. Killing me won't solve anything." Celestia pleaded.

"And you killing me is any different? I thought friendship was a major thing down here. I thought that no matter who you are or what you are, anyone can be friends." He let her go. She fell to the floor. "You know what? You're right. Killing you won't make a difference. I'm not a monster like you. I'm not anything like you. Matter of fact, this new power I have should allow me to do almost anything I want. I plan to use this new power for good. I will establish peace. I will establish honor. I will establish harmony. And then, and only then, will I prove to you that we human are more than just monsters." He transformed back to normal all of a sudden. He sighed with exhaustion, but he received a second wind. He walked near the exit. Before leaving, he glanced over at Celestia who sat in her own guilt. He resumed to walk away. He nearly ran into Luna, who he didn't even share a glance to. As he passed, Luna sensed something emitting from Jake; a powerful energy. She looked back at him, but he didn't notice. He disappeared out of sight.