(Foreword: Alrighty everyone! I know this has taken a long time... And it is fairly short for the length of time I have hd to write it, BUT! it is done! now, I hope you all like this one! It's Grimm, Dark, rank, perverted, and has a sense of twisted Darkside deviousness we all know corrupts... Along with some history and shit on our lovely Corpus... And we get ti finally figure out some of what the Vong did to him in his three year inturnment... Joy.
Have fun you bunch of psychopaths! and enjoy!
Perspective: Luna
My body would not listen to me as it carried me farther and farther away from my Corpus, his ragging and howling bidding me ever onward away from him... Even as my mind railed against the thought of leaving him my body moved of its own volition. Hot, angry tears streamed from my eyes as i led out forces onward towards safety.
I could see the select few ponies staying with him as they helped to fight off the masses of Gryphons arrayed against us, their small number beating back the horde that had swarmed us. I could hardly the ability that these few ponies were exhibiting as they fought alongside my Corpus. The one named jazz was fighting as if the lord of war had possessed his very soul, his blades breaking lines even as they formed. He fought alongside Corpus, being his sword as Corpus was his shield, the two of them tearing through their defenses with slight ease.
Any master of the art of war would have been proud to have seen them, and seeing as I was; I was also brought to great sadness. Seeing such great skill and death come from one of my own ponies was a death knoll to mine own heart... The toll of such an act on ones psyche is not a light one, and this was much more than that as he was a true Warrior in this act of defiance with Corpus at his side.
Turning away for the last time I now willingly led my people away from the battle and carnage that over ran the landscape. I could hear the sobs and wails of those moving with us; their fear, their loss, their hate, their mourning... And their despair. My heart would have stopped for them if it would have healed their own... But alas that was not to be, I was given an order by one who had seen more bloodshed than most of my people combined in their short lives.
"Iron heart! Rally the left flank, We canst see them! We need to remain together! NOW GO!" I yelled to one of my personal guards, one that had even fought by me during the reign of Discord... Even if he had been a foal at the time of his acting. The iron black colored pegasus quickly nodded and took to the air, his wings beating greatly as he made for the left flank. I then made and about face and cast a blinding spell on the landscape behind us. I placed it a good hundred meters behind our slowest runners.
This spell would go into effect as soon as the Gryphons, or anyone for that matter, contested its space. It would then blind all those that crossed it, even if they were in the air at the time. In doing so it would also cause confusion that may end in the death of a few of our pursuers.
"Dammit Corpus... Why'd you have to make us turn back..." I choked out quietly as I turned back and shot off towards the retreating form of my fellow ponies, bringing up the rear as we made our escape.
Perspective: Corpus
Location: ...Unknown...
"Fuck... My head..." I groaned out as I rubbed a calloused hand against my brow... Wiping away some of the sweat that had gathered there I then rubbed my eyes to try and banish the sleep from them. in doing so I heard a jingling sound... sighing, I could tell that I had cuffs on my wrists and ankles -all from the familiar weight- as I ran my fingers across them.
"Well, might as well not wait..." I huffed out as I called on the force to try and break my bonds. Centering myself I began to gather my will in my wrists, waiting for the moment to call on the force in an instant to break my bonds... But when I tried to touch the force... Nothing.
"Haar'chak*!" I yelled, clenching my fists together and bashing on the ground as I then tried to figure out why I was now cut off from the force. The thing was, I could feel it there... But it wouldn't answer me! It was like being able to see... but not being able to see what was really there, like your vision was muddled and you could only grasp hints of what it was but not get the whole picture. 'Fuckers! they cut me off from the force!' I screeched in my mind, not wanting to alert my captors any further to my awakened state.
Growling I wrapped my fingers around one of the chains holding my ankles. I then began a few exercises to boost my chances of actually getting free. Tensing my biceps and triceps, along with tightening my grip so much that my hands began to chafe, I gave a mighty heave. The low sound of metal grinding on metal filled the small space I was in. Then, after a few minutes of pulling, I lessened the tension and then gave another mighty pull, snapping the chain in half.
"YES!" I yelled triumphantly, giving a fist pump as I started to go to the other chain... That is until I felt and saw the chain reform the broken chain. "...Fuck you..." middle finger salute in progress please hold... Progress completed, thank you for using middle finger .exe now, fuck off.
"AH! I see that you have discovered your... chains. Are they to our liking Sir Corpus? Or are they too loose? We can always tighten them for you!" A deep resonate voice cackled out, a manic laughter escaping and rebounding of the walls annoyingly. I could tell the voice was behind me after the echoes died down, granted I could also feel the dank rancid breath on my neck as the rest of my bodily senses started to come back to me.
"Come here! I'll rip you to shreads!" I barked, straining againt my chains as the voice laughed menaialcally behind me. My temper rose as his laughter got even louder and more off tone, sounding almost dual toned as he continued.
"My my! Such energy! Tis but a shame that we will have to do to get such strength in our own forces... Such dark hatred... To be harnessed, yes... yes to b harnessed it will!" The voice cried out, making my head snap tothe left as I could bearly catch a glimps of the creatures form.
He was a tall Gryphon, around 5'9" in stature, almost as tall, if not tallr than Dark Claw... He had brown feathers that looked to be specled with black and grey spots along his chest and wing tips... THough I culd not see the rest of him for now...
"Give us thy name creature! And we shall kill thee with nigh perceptible precision... Death will be quick... and very painful for thee..." I hissed out... my eyes changin between their natural grey to the Sith Yellow and back.
"Ah ah ah! little creature of mine! No bitting the hand that feeds! Especially when we have your mate!" At that i froze... Not even register when he slammed a mail covered fist into my gut and launched me into the dirt, gasing for air.
"T-touch her... And not even your gods will be ableto save thee from me... I will hunt you down... rip off your legs... FEAST ON YOUR FLESH! AND THEN TEAR OUR INSIDES OUT THROUG YOUR BLOODIED LIMBS!" I howled as I gained a burst of strength and slammed my fist into the floor, creating a small crater wit my power.
"...We shall see... BLOODIED FEATHER! Bring me the new recruit! Time for... The first warrior to be made!"
Six hours... I was able to holdout... For SIX FUCKING HOURS! before they were able to get me to ejaculate for them! MOTHER FUCKING FEATHERED BASTARDS! I will kill all these fuckers when I get out of here!
"Well, it seems we may be here a while... But, the females will be happy to know they have a purpose now..." The maniac giggled to himself as he walked out of my prison.
'Note to self... Kill Bitchass McGee... and his cronies... free th girls... And then figure ou what the fuck he ment by "Purpose"... Then when we get back to Ivory... Hug the shit out of Luna, Magnus, Aurora, and Celestia in tha order...'
"Must... not... Flinch..." I said to myself as I tried not to feel overly disgusted with myself. Having had to mate with a Female gryphon was not exactly what I had in mind for my list of things to-do-today... But, I did learn a few new tricks on how to drive Grace crazy... That's a plus... Thugh all the scarres and shite on me now kind of has put a major dent in that revelation...
Laing on the ground I let my body heal the soft bruised skin from the intense session the feathered bastards put me and that girl through... Fuuuuuck... Why do my kidnies hurt?
Well, after laing there for a few hours I was tied back up and run through the gauntlet again... except with two this time... Fucking perverts... I don't care if they say the girls like it or not it was still torture for he three of us... One ofhose little shits they call interigatores even went in a corner and knocked himself off for a while while we were at it... Ero much?
This whole song and dance of rest and rape torture went on for I don't know how many days... But I guess i'll just highlight the... more interesting parts.
"Wait... so, you're telling me... that you..." The gryphon pointed at me, trying to hold in her laughter at my story, "crashed a royal wedding... Just because the groom had given you a dirty look over a decade ago! That's priceless!" The Gryff giggled out as she sat on th outside of my prison, sitting on an upside down bucket for a stool. This particular Gryff had, over the last week or two -I don't know- had come to talk to me regularly... Then I found out why... She was the first female those bastard jailors had me... Sex... When I first got here... She was a nice gal, and I wa able to get some info out of he abot what my other friends conditions were.
I even learned that she and all the other emales here were basically breeding stock for the other Gryphs to use at their own whims and such. Also, I learned that her name was Ebba Claw, neice to Dark Claw...
She was a nice girl.
(Warning! This shit gets Darker than a black hole in thi next section... You have been warned. M-A... Don't forget a bucket!
"If youshall no tell us what their size is than we shalt begin the torture again!" A new voice cawed as a whip with small pieces of metal and wood imbedded in it cracked against the floor, leaving a small trench in its wake.
"If I knew... I would never tell asleemo like you!" I sat, hocking a lougie full of blood and meat into his face... They had been beating me and torturing me for the past ten hours... THe whip wa a new addition though... Bu none of this was anywhere as bad as 'The Embrace of Pain' that the Yuzahnn Vong had used on me so many years ago... Silly Gryphons... This is but a tickle compared to that!
=SMACK= A chain covered fist slammed into my chest, cracking a few ribbs and damaging some of the cartilage there.
"HIT ME AGAIN! THE ITCH ALMOST WENT AWAY!" I shouted in manic glee, cackling at their puny attempt to harm me to get information.
"Tell us the locations of your troops creature!" the same voice screached out, enraged at my acts of tollerance to their ways.
"Give me a broom stick an a tube of lube adnI can show you... IF YOU ASUME THE POSITION BIOTCH!" I yelled, laughing in unadulterated joy at seeing their infurated faces as I made a complete mockery of their interigation system.
"Fine then... USE THE WHIP! Twenty lashes!"
"OH! But I already have twenty lashes! See!" I fluttered my eyes at them as their whip came crashing down across my back, over my shoulder and onto my chest, leaving one coninuous red marck on my skin... As if there already weren't any other scares thre already...
"By the force! Hit me again you Kriffing bastards! You almost got it that time!" I howlled out, chockingon laughter and blood as they imbedded the whip on my back again and again for the next half hour, pieces of wood and metal being left in my skin to fester later on... Grante my biology would just disolve the foreign objects anyway... That's the only thing those damend Vonng ever did that even REMOTELY helped me...
"TELL US THE NUMBERS MONSTER!" The torture master crie as he broke my nose again... For th seventh time that day...
"They're in you mother ya feathered FUCK!"
"GRRRAHHH!" The gryphon howled as he bared his claws and started slashing at my back and chest. Getting a little to close fo comfort... Well his anyway.
The entire time I had been sitting here... Sommethinghad been awakening in my body, something that the Vong had done to me... Somthing I thought I had burried deep... Deep in my subconcious over twenty years ago...
The fact tht my enemy, my jailor and torturer, was now within reach... I snapped, lunging forward; mouth open, eyes rolled back in my hed, and teeth sharper than durasteel razors!
I sunck my teeth into his neck, right along his juggular, and bit down. Thrashing left to right I ripped out a sizable chunck of his neck, seeing a my mouth had almost engulffed his entire throat. Spitting out the meat in my mouth I did not give him time to react, lunging back in to take another bite out of him. This time... I ripped out a piece of his spine...
Gnawing on it I bit down and shattered the bone into bits of meal and marrow... Chunks scattering across the floor as blood leaked from my maw. Looking at th rest of them, payin no mind to the slowly falling body that had been gushing blood and death rattles fo te last second... I broke...along with all my bonds...The force flowed through me once again...
Let me jsut take a moment to describe what exactle I looked like right then...
I was no longer the man most of you know and see everyday ... Right then... i was monster in all my entirety... My hands had transformed with how the old biotoxins in my body had been activaited... Turning them into clawed, scaled, monstrocities of teir former selves. My muscles had also bulked up in the process, my own hightened anatomy mixing with the toxings of the Vong to increase my musculiture growth twenty fold...
My Blue eyes had gone from their passionate warmth to a cold Predatary stare, turninga sickly yellow...Something not even a sith would recognize as the darkside... Vacant in all but primnal thouht. My body had become monsteriously stronger with the transformation coming over me... My feet had also gone the way of my hands, becoming clawed and scaled as well as webbed for whatever reason...
Th Yuzahn Vong, as those of us that have dealt with them know, are masters of Genological tamering, being able to create things from mear biomass int vast wareships and even into great beasts of burden tht haul thier supplies from one side of the planet to the other.
On my back several spines had grown out of it, starting at the small of my back and growing in size as the reached just below the top of my shouldes. The spines starte out being only being about a quarter in size at the smallest to being about six inches in lengthe at ther longest, sprouting barbs across them from the three inch range up...
At the base of my spine, something new had suddenly started to grow out of my body, wracking me with unbarable ain as I fell to te floor. Frightened by what was happening, the Gryphons tried to run, but they found that their escape was on the other side of the monster that they had born in the middle of the room.
One of them tried to race along the far right of my body, squezing up against the wall to get by... He was unlucky as my new tail shot out and impaled him on the wall. It shot through his side, just below the ribs, tearing flesh and ripping organs... The presure of the foriegn object entering his gut was to much as his gut seemingly exploded out, dumping his vital organs on the floor for all to see... his intestines steamed as the cold air touched them, the stink of fecies now ripe in the air as the poor bastard had also shit himself upon realizing his demise...
My tail, now covered in blood and other bodily fluids of the dead Gryphon, slowly moved back towards me, making all of the other Gryphons freeze in horror as they now heard something new... I wasn't screaming anymore...
They screamed as I slowly stalked towards them, my clawed toes dragging on the ground sent sparks everywhere. The sound of metal grinding on stone made them try even harder to get away... To no avail.
Looking at me they could see that my tail had fully formed... It was seveal feet longer than I was tall in length, reaching out to be about 10'7'' in total length... The end was tipped long spade like bit, its blunt edges reflecting in the low light... the spade was about a foot long and was not very wide... About three inches at its widest as it swung back and forth behind me.
Standing three feet away from them, steam rolling from my nostrils, a long slender forked tongue roleld from my mouth to taste the dank air.
"Foooood..." I rumbled lowly, my words bearly in their minds before I tore into the first of them. Reaching out slowly I placed the palm of my hand on the closest ones head, making the poor sod piss and shit himself. Pulling him toward me I raised my other clawed hand, staring at it for a monet I aid him no mind. Forming it to look like ai was going to slap him with it I then speared it into his chest, like a blde through butter I cut through his solar plexis and straight into his chest cavity.
Weaving around his other vital organs I grabbed hold of something that had started to increase and decrease in size rappidly... Wrapping my fingures around it I felt it out... It was attached to another piece of the same shape and size, it was also performing te same action as its twin... So, wrapping my fingeres around the stem that tied them together... I pulled.
In a quick jucking action , and a gout of blood, my arm and hand were free, along with my prize... IN my hand was BOTH his lungs... Blood dripping from their mangled visage as I lazily tossed them behind me, an arch of blood flying through the air as several splotches landed on my waiting victoms. THe sound of wet meat hitting the floor caused the rest of thm to scramble and screame even more.
Kneeling down in front of my soon to be dead prey I placed my clawed hands on his shoulders... My thumbs sitting jut inside the hole my hand and arm had created. Looking at him apraizingly I gave a feral grin and yanked, one arm pulling to my left and the other my righ... The sund of bones breaking and flesh rending filled the air as I tore the poor bastard in half, his head and kneck rested with his right side while his ass and tail rested with his left... Steam wafting from his now mangled corpse. His blood now covered most of my body, the spray from his arteries was quite great, having even touched the high seeling of my prison chamber.
Looking at his corpse I raked my fingeres through his entrails, wrapping his inardes around my hand. Pulling on them experimentally I felt they would hold... So, with a great swing, I hefted the left side of his body at his comrades, entrails and all trailing behind it at I kicked the rest of him behind me.
They all screamed as the blood hit them, the body crashing into another of their number. There had been six... Now thre was five as I moved slowly towards them, my primal mind letting the thrill of the kill wash over it as it savored their fear.
"Fooood..." I called again, this time just loud enough for them to hear as I got nearer to them.
In a blast of inconcevablely quick movement I was among them, my left hand speared though ones had as my other wrapped aroung its neck. Lunging backwards I took him with me. Landing I hissed at the other gryphons, my tongue flicking out of my mouth dangerously. Looking down at my prize I smiled evilly.
Laying the body on its back I placed my right foot on its chest, my hands still in its skull and wrapped around its kneck. Pulling expectantly I grinned... And then gave a mighty pull, yanking his entire spine out of his body through his neck. The spine hung loosly from my hands, the bundle of bone, cartalige, nerves, and gore dripped readilly onto the ground as I swung it around experimentally. Being satisfied that it would not break all to easily from use I swung it a bit harder towards the cowaring gryphons, flinging globs of bloody gore at them, pelting their terrified forms with their dead comrade.
Sattisfied with my new weapon I yanked the bloody skull from it, rending the rest of the flesh from its length in the process. Thi thus left me with a perfect weapon/whip to use on the rest of my victims...
One of them suddenly grew either bold, or had gone insane, and decided to leap at me, aiming his clawed hands at my face, trying to go for the eyes to blind me... HE was to far away to be of much success... Seeing as my tail struck out at him, spearing him clean through his roaring mouth and straight out his sphincter... the tip of my tail bein covered in a few... Questionable substances... Then, with a mighty up down swing, I split his body in half, pouring his entrails all over his brothers and onto th floor...
At this point I just grew tired of them and waded int their now greatly deminished numbers... Slaughtering them as I went. One I killed by wrapping my lithe tail around his waiste and popping him like a bulloon, squeezing his insides out through his rectum and mouth, leaving a massive stinking pile of shit on the floor... Topped with a body and sprinkled with blood.
The other I killed by spearing him through with the spine I had libberated from my previous kill, pulping his heart and lungs in the process... I then stared at the last one... Thinking of some rather... Grotescue ways of killing him... Seeing as I vaguely remembered his face...
Wading through the blood and guts of my enemies, their entrails getting caught between my webbed, clawed, toes as I walked over to him. I bent down and grinned evily in his face.
Slowly, ever so slowly, I wrapped my clawed fingures around his throat... Lifting him up to my hight as I stood. I looked him over, his wings shaking, eyes dilated, his clawed ad pawed legs brought up to his sides... He pissed himself again as I stared into his eyes. Dropping te Spine I had been holding I placed it on his barrel, making him shivver and shake even more as i strailed my index and middle fingers down his feathered chest and onto his furred lower half, just over his sheath... To which I started rubbing gently with my razor like claws.
Much to his horror, andmy great amusement, his pecker began to emerge from its hidding place, coming out for all the world to see... Seeing his arousal I started to trace the viens and such that were visable on its seven inch, motly collored, length.
As I did this he began to hyperventilate, his chest rissing and falling rappidly as I played with his ever increasing boner. My feral grin ever increasing as his distress grew. I then stopped my toying and knelt down, grasping one of te many lengths of intestine that littered the floor...Looking at it and then at his dick I quickly manhandled the piece of flesh onto his length, making him cry out in horror and pain as I tortured him as he did me... Though our methods were VERY different.
I then pleasured him... With his own comrads inardes as I stroked the bloody piece of meat up and down his shaft, making him wail and writh in disgust for what was being done to him, perfect...
"Do you... wish it... to end?" I asked, my feral grin turning into a massive cheshire grin. I then stopped my ministrations and positioned my hand over his heart, ready to kill him at a moments notice.
"...Please... Kill me..." He pleaded, wet tears streaking down his feathered face as his body racked itself with silent sobs, his body stank of urin and fecies... As he had crapped himself many times during my tortures...
"...Then.. so be it..." I hissed with glee, plunging my hand into his chest, though not towards his heart. I simply went about mangling each of his organs as best I could, puncturing his lungs thrice over and destroying his kidnies... Then, and only the when he was in excruciating pain, did I end him, ripping his still beating heart from his chest to show it to him.
Dropping his corpse to the blood soaked floor I searched his body for the key, by this time having dug my way back from the deep hole I had fallen into from all the body and mental abuse I had been put through for the last month...
Looking myself over I howlled with anguish and hatred of what I had become again... It having taken amny years for me to regain my old body back... years of surgeries and meditation to conqure the moster the Vong had made me... and now it was back... and I didn't know how I was going to be rid of the more... permanent changes this time... I was not going to cut my tongue out again... Not after the last time... and the tail... That had taken a good dozen doctors and surgions to get rid of fully...
With it all back, and my peoples tools not available to me... I would have to live with it... The spines could just be removed with my saber... But it would hurt... And my claws would not be a broblem thankfully, being apart of a mental switch that made them turn back and forth from human to... what ever the fuck they were supposed to be from...
Though for now, with how I didn't have an weapons to my name, and not wanting to use what my primal side had deemed a weapon, I figured it was good that I now had body that was effectivly a weapon in all but name.
"Time to find my friends... And to find my grace..." I growled as I prowled out of the chamber, blasting the door off its hinges with the force instead of using the damned key. I then turned down a dark hallway, off towrds the faint whisperes of fear and strife... With my shadow ability active, I blended seamlessly with the shadows and flew down the corridor... Towards my prey...
Perspective: Luna
Location: Foward Operations base; Dark Briar forest, seventy miles from Huffington Mare
Time: Seven weeks after Corpus and Company were catured by Gryphons.
"QuickSilver... Any news on Knight Corpus?" I asked , not looking up as I skimmed over the troop movements for the next few days. Th gryphons had taken Huffington in seconds, raising it to the ground. I had also gotten reports that stallion Grad and a few other northern Settelemts had been attacked and/or raised to the ground. This had all happened within days of Corus being catured and taken from us. Our greatest weapon and ally... and my closest fried and companion.
"Nay Princess... Noting as of yet, but, I have my men keeping an ear to the ground as to his location and any other information concerning him... We will find him princess, a creature like him does not die so easily." QuickSilver sai as she bowed, leaving me to my work as she went about delivering her leters to the stallions and mares.
Right now I was alone on the battle field, my sister was at home, pettitioning our old allies for support and aid in our trying times... But she was also organizing a draft... A sort of royal decree making all eligable mares and stallions prep for war... It was not something that we had done for many decades... But we were doingit now.
"Corpus... WE wish thou were here with us..." I cried softly, a few of my tears falling onto the maps in front of me.
"WE know..." A ghostly voice said, raising the hairs on my neck as I whipped my head around, trying to find the speaker.
"Corpus?" It sounded so much like him... But I knew it couldn't be, he was nowhere ner here... So, going wi the fact that it was just nerves getting to me, I went back to work.
