Note from me: Hi! Two chapters in one week it must be a sign!.. of… BATMAN!... I don't know what I'm saying anymore lol. Enjoy! We have 3 or 4 chapters left of this story. Most likely 4! Just so ya know the last chapter was called 'Between Dreams' and this one is 'And Reality' put together they make 'Between dreams and reality' a bit of a quote. And it's somewhat a reference of the theme song of Rarity and Jasper 'Let me Go by 3 Doors Down' ^_^.

A Locked Jewel

Chapter 9: And Reality

"Rarity, can you make me something?"

A young man with white hair and auburn tips at the end of them asked, he was sitting in a chair beside a large window. He had been daydreaming for a while, well more like planning. The time would come for him to leave the fashionista's side to return to Canterlot, to finish what he started five years ago.

"Of course my Prince Charming what is it?" A marshmallow coat mare asked as she tore her eyes away from the textile design she had laid out before her on the table. Her 'Prince Charming' continued to start out the window, it had gotten dark not too long ago so he was simply staring into the darkness into nothing. It took a long moment before he spoke, but his eyes finally turned to her showing he was ready to speak.

"I need something… loose to wear, but durable. Something to cover my feet as well, with rubber along the bottom to help me climb." He added the last part so she'd have an idea of what they were for, the mare placed a hoof against her chin a bit confused by his request. He hadn't asked her for something specific since she made the jeans he was currently wearing right now. And before that his uniform, which she hadn't seen in quite some time. Not that she minded the thing was ghastly to see on his rather alluring body.

"I suppose I could think of something… but might I ask why you need this?" She asked, Jasper looked back to the window. He knew she would ask why, though he hoped he didn't need to explain himself. Slipping the pair of glasses Twilight created off, he brought his fingers to his eyes to rub them a few times. Sleep had been starting to threaten to take him for some time, he had quite the day. Leaving the hospital, asking Twilight Sparkle to study the ancient ring, seducing Rarity, and finally having the Apple sisters over for a pie they prepared for him as a congratulations gift.

"I… I need to return to Princess Celestia soon. And the clothing needs to be perfect, when I left five years ago. I had a special mission as I told you all in the hospital the night we…well… kissed. Well that missions time is coming soon, during that time in the hospital healing up. I had asked Twilight for help on my mission. And I almost have everything I need to go back, just one last thing. Well two, this outfit and the last. What I gave Twilight I need to retrieve. Once I get it, I can go back." He said, there wasn't any hints of a lie in his tone.

Though he did sound tired, more than he should be. Had Rarity's actions earlier so soon after being released from the hospital, done more damage than good? Perhaps, though she couldn't help herself. Having his presence back home, her special somepony touching her like he did was so thrilling beyond words. And the urge from then wasn't fading in fact it was growing…

She secretly wished for him to dominate her, make her his. She wanted to be claimed as his, his special somepony. That was another thing on her mind since earlier. He hadn't said it yet 'I love you', 'Be my special somepony', 'Be my Princess'. Those simple words that admirers before had said to her, he hadn't in fact whenever it came down to any affection outside of physical contact he shied away from it. Though he did say something to her that was a bit confusing…

"What are you doing to me?" He had said it once before when they first kissed, it seemed like a genuine question of confusion. Had he never felt love before, surely being a Prince he's had Princesses try courting him before. Or a celebrity, noblemare, somepony must have tried to catch his eye. Or was she the first? In some sense that was romantic, she was his first love or at least first crush.

"Rarity? Did you hear me?" He asked, his glasses had once again returned to his face. How long had she been stuck in her daydreams? Couldn't have been long she thought, nodding lightly to his request she got to work. She didn't need his measurements; she had known since the day they met.

"Jasper, dear. Might I ask you something?" She asked in a quiet tone, had he not been looking at her lips move. He was sure he would have missed it "Of course." Her horn light up as a roll of fabric from her collection slowly floated over to her, spreading the fabric before her to look it over. No that wasn't quite right, the fabric returned to the others as a new one took its place before her keen and artistic eye.

"Are you coming back? After you assist the Princess?" She said in the same quiet tone as before, her eyes hid a bit behind her mane as she stared harder than necessary at the new fabric. Yes, this will do she told herself. Placing the fabric on the table, then the tape measure. Her own glasses floated over and gently rested on her face as the measurements began.

Jasper watched her for a moment, glancing back out the window. He needed to answer quickly if not things could fall apart quickly, and he'd need to leave sooner than planned. But… he had no intention of ever returning, in fact he didn't intention to live after this. Charging into Canterlot Castle, finding what he created five years ago. It was a suicide mission, he knew that, Princess Celestia, Canterlot Guards, even the return of Princess Luna, and finally Emerald Comet. He was the biggest threat; he could have killed Jasper when he caught him but he sent him to prison instead. Why he wasn't really sure…

"Of course I will…" He lied, though he hid it well as he looked to her at her with a gentle smile. He stood up from his seat by the window, he needed a walk escape for a moment. Going over to her for a moment he leaned down kissing one of her soft ears, which caused her to tense up for a second before relaxing.

"I'm gonna go for a bit of a walk. Let you work in peace if that's okay." He whispered into her ear, which she shivered a bit. He was using the same tone as before when he said 'Miss. Rarity' on the couch downstairs, nodding briefly to him she turned her head up. Her azure eyes had a pleading look to them, he knew she was searching his own. Searching for some truth to his words, that he would return to her. He stared back into her own making sure not to waiver in the least, when a small smile pulled at her lips he knew she believed him.

Leaning down a bit he softly placed a single kiss on her nose which earned him a genuine giggle… why did it hurt? That small giggle hurt him somehow, standing fully up he casually bind her adieu with a small bow. Another giggle… a small surge of pain in his heart caused him to flinch, though in her smile she didn't notice…

Going downstairs quickly he slipped on a pair of cloth shoes like he normally wore outside, the same pair he wore back when he took on the three guards in the Everfree Forest. They looked like they were in better condition than before he noticed, the sewing he did around the heel area looked redone. Enforced to be stronger, looking them over once again he saw it. A single diamond on the side of the shoe, another surge of pain…

He stared at the diamond for a moment, why? Why did it hurt? He shook his head briefly as it to shake the feeling off. They had been washed he could tell they felt smaller, getting to his feet he stretched the shoes a few times. Then walked right out the front door into the slightly chilly night air, shivering once his eyes set forward and walked towards the Everfree Forest.

With no real goal in mind he just stopped at the edge of the forest, his eyes scanning the deep woods. Though with the night sky and lack of a moon because it was cloudy tonight, which if he remembered correctly the pegasi were calling for rain by morning so the forest was pitch black. No guards were patrolling either, according to Twilight they had fallen back to Canterlot Castle at Celestia's orders since he hadn't been seen in a month.

So there wasn't really a point in returning to the place, plus with this darkness he'd be easy prey for a Timberwolf, ponyeating plant, or worse. So walking along the edge, his eyes watching every step he took until his ears twitched. He could hear somepony talking in a quiet gentle voice, looking up at could faintly make out a silhouette beside a fence ahead.

"Come on little chickens, you have to get inside… it's going to rain tomorrow…" She said, her yellow wings opened up as to carefully pushed a few chickens towards a coup inside the fenced area. Moving closer to the fence Jasper leaned against it looking closer at the Pegasus, it was Fluttershy.

"Good evening Fluttershy." Jasper said, the yellow mare jumped up in surprise not knowing he was there at all. Whipping around quickly her hoof on her chest, she looked panicked. Though upon seeing who it was took a deep breath and relaxed her pounding heart.

"O-Oh h-hello Jasper you surprised me…" She said, her one cyan eye only visible as she hid the other behind her flowing pink mane. "I'm sorry didn't mean to startle you." He said in a genuine apologetic tone, she meekly smiled at him accepting his apology. This was only the third time he had met Fluttershy, quite true to her name she avoided him out of nervousness.

The second time he had met her was when she brought a few animals over in hopes of making him feel welcome and comfortable in the hospital. If memory served him right she brought an otter, robin, and a bunny she called 'Angel'. Ha thing was and still is a little demon in bunny's clothes, the thing had messed with the controls of the bed knocking Jasper right out of it. Which thankfully Fluttershy at least helped him back into bed…only for Angel to throw Jasper's uneaten food at him as well.

After that Fluttershy left feeling ashamed and embarrassed, needless she avoided Jasper worried he might hate her. No, he didn't hate her only that thing called Angel, which thankfully didn't seem to be skulking around with her. "It's okay…" Fluttershy said, her eye moved to the ground as Jasper's feet.

"W-Would you like to come in for some tea… if that's okay with you." She asked in the hushed tone, he gently shook his head a few times though with her down casted eyes no way she could tell. "No thank you I'm just passing by, I'll be leaving Ponyville soon for Canterlot. So, figured I'd take one last walk around this place." He said his smile still on his face, her one eye looked to him for a moment. She looked a bit confused.

"You aren't g-gonna come back to visit?" She asked a slightly sad tone, he raised his eyebrow for a second. He was a little surprised she asked for two reasons, one that she seemed like she'd like if he came back. And two why would she say that? Like she didn't believe him, noticing his raised eyebrow she hid a bit furtherer behind her mane.

"I-I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked that…" She said almost taking a step back like he was gonna attack her. He raised his hand a bit as if to reach out for her but paused pulling his hand back. "No, no it's fine. I was just confused by your question." He replied, she paused and looked up at him once again.

"B-Because you said one last walk l-like you weren't gonna come back." Jasper flinched "Buck… I messed up" He thought, he smiled more though a calm smile "Oh sorry didn't mean it like that. Of course, I'll come back. Just once I'm back in Canterlot I'll be busy for a while. Royal duties and such." He lied, though with the same skill as before without a pause.

Lying one of the most powerful abilities required in politics and in the game, all Royals had to play. Another skill he learned from Celestia, though even she admitted she didn't enjoy using it others. She always said honesty and kindness were the best weapons to use, not lies and harsh methods if you wanted to win the hearts of the masses. Which he knew she was a master in, but also knew that not everypony shared her same thought process or desires. But that wasn't what was important at the time, the pain in his heart was…

"T-That's good, I know Rarity will miss you when you leave." That name again, Rarity, Rarity Rarity! Why did it have to keep hurting to hear it!? Tightening his grip on the fence for a moment he pushed off, a carefree smile on his lips. "Yeah, but it will only be for a while, she understands."

Nodding lightly to Fluttershy he waved goodbye then took the road that led back to Ponyville. The whole time his heart hurt, that damn pounding every time he thought of leaving her. Every time he thought of her name, smile, voice, laugh it all hurt so damn much. Worse than the rib that was slowly healing itself, worse than Lost Hope, worse than being abandoned by Celestia, why did it hurt so much?

"I DON'T UNDERSTAND!" He screamed out grasping his chest in pain, his fingers digging into his shirt. He just wanted the pain to stop, it was almost maddening how much it hurt. It was making it even hard to breath, stumbling over to a nearby bench in the darkness he sat down.

Taking a deep breath he placed his hands on his knees, they were shaking. His whole body was shaking, what was going on? What did it matter if he left her, he wasn't what she wanted. She wanted a 'Prince Charming' , somepony to sweep her off her hooves. Give her jewels, royalty, a castle, she wanted somepony who could make her happy. He couldn't do that for her, he wasn't the stallion she needed, Tartarus he wasn't even a stallion.

He was a human, somep- someone who was being hunted down by some madpony. All of Equestria wanted him, well all of Equestria that knew about his existence. Yet here he was living some dream of…love, no this wasn't love this was a passing interest. That's all this was, he was a Prince to her. Nothing more, she loves the Prince not the man under the rank… The shaking stopped…

"Thank Celestia…" He whispered, the beating in his heart settled from a throbbing to a dull pain. "I'm okay… I'm okay, that's all this is a stupid dream of some stupid little filly. Of someone's wannabe Prince Charming." He told himself that, it stopped the shaking. But not the pain, the pain that he ment nothing to her really. It was okay though, soon it wouldn't matter anyway.

"I… best get back." He said, pushing himself to his feet he walked back to the boutique. That pain remained why it remained he wasn't sure entirely, but this was a pain he could live with for now.

Entering the boutique through the back he could smell apple pie, warmed up apple pie. Having little choice but to see what was up since well the back entrance went through the kitchen he peeked in. Though he wasn't expecting to see Rarity holding two slices of warmed up apple pie from earlier, she had a pleasant smile on her lips.

"Welcome back my dear Prince, I thought you might be hungry from your wa-" Her words were cut short as he lashed out with one hand smacking the pie along with the plate she was offering to him. Both items flew, one of them splattered to the floor. The other smashed against the kitchen counter sending shards of glass everywhere, the shock from his sudden outburst caused Rarity to jump back. Her own plate of pie fell as she lost concentration of her magic, it too joined the mess on the floor and counter.

"S-Sweet Celestia!" Rarity cried out, her azure eyes moved to Jasper's hand which was strangely shaking. He brought the hand back to his side and walked right past her, she stared at the mess on the floor for a moment. Before trotting after him, he wasn't moving fast so it didn't take much effort for her to cut him off.

"Darling, d-did I do something wrong?" He tried to move around her, but she once again stepped in his path. "Darling please, what's the matter my Prince." Her voice sounded pleading now, he looked down at her for a moment. That pain before, that dull pain was getting stronger.

"Stop…" He said in a quiet tone, Rarity's ears pinned back as if she didn't hear him. "S-Stop what?" She asked worried even more now, what had she done so wrong. His amber tipped hair hid his dull eyes, but she could feel his gaze on her. It was almost…frightening like he might hurt her.

It was almost like when they first met in her bedroom, she had come to give him some clothing. Only to end up on the bed with him pinning her down, his voice was threatening then but his actions back then showed he had no intention to hurt her. Had she not seen his little outburst moments ago she was sure he wouldn't do so now either. But something was bugging him…

"J-Jasper sweetie. What's wrong?" She asked her voice cracking at his name, she saw his lips move but didn't hear anything. "C-Could you repeat that?" She said. "I… I can't be… I have to go." He mumbled, one hand reached out to carefully brush her aside which she aloud this time. She felt it though in his touch, it held no intent to harm her. But that didn't concern her right now, he said…

"Go?..." She said in disbelief as she watched him go upstairs, but he wasn't even healthy enough to go just yet. His rib hadn't finished healing, even she knew that was his biggest injury during the crash. Celestia she knew it was broken when she first met him, she had to set it which she wasn't a nurse. Or even as skilled with magic as her friend Twilight so it took some effort but with the storm that night she had little choice setting it herself.

Going up the stairs after him quickly, she couldn't let him go…. Not like how he was, he wasn't in any condition to go anywhere far. At least that's what she told herself, she knew he was very strong after all. His rib was broken when he rescued her little sister, he didn't care about his wounds. He could sweep her off her hooves with little effort, and he was agile and quick. But she felt like something was wrong, like he was trying to run away and had no intention of coming back to her...

Reaching her bedroom, she effortlessly pushed the door open. There he was shirtless, his fingers going over fabric on her work table. Normally she'd just stare at his shirtless body, which she couldn't help admiring his appearance. Before they had met he was skinny almost nothing but skin and bones. Though since entering her life almost two months ago he had put on quite a bit of weight, not in a bad way.

Trotting over to him she started to notice something, several scars covered his back and sides. Though some faded, most of them were noticeable in the well-lit room. She wondered how she hadn't noticed before, though if she thought about the night they met she was more concerned about fixing him up. Other times they slept completely separately, with him on the couch downstairs.

Moving behind him she reached out, gently touching his back with a single hoof. "Jasper… what's wrong? Please tell me…" She said, her ears completely pinned to her head in worry. He didn't flinch at all from her touch, he simply stared at the fabric before him. She waited for a moment seeing he wasn't planning to speak…

"Jasper… you're scaring me." These words got a reaction, he turned his head a bit in her direction. So, he was listening to her, taking a deep breath she braced him. "Darling, please say something. I know something is bothering you." He turned his head away to once again look at the cloth before him.

"What…does it matter?" He said finally, she moved away from him for a moment. 'What does it matter?' She thought to herself, his voice sounded empty, cold, unloving… Which wasn't like him. "It matters to me because I love you…" She said, moving her head to his back she softly placed a single kiss on his spine. Which earned her a shiver but nothing else.

"You don't love me." His voice got colder, Rarity's eyes widen at his words. "I-I don't love you? How could you even say that!?" She replied in somewhat loud tone, he turned around to face her. His dull grey eyes looked at her from over his glasses, cold… they looked so cold. Stepping backwards a bit away from him she felt nervous, this wasn't the man she loved…

"You love the idea of me…the 'Prince Charming' you always wanted. But not the man under the rank…" He said, his tone matched his eyes. How could he believe that? She gave him everything she could to prove her love, her home, bed, time, kindness, love, she was even willing to give him…Herself.

"H-How can you believe that?" Her azure eyes held panic, this was just like one of her novels. The stallion breaks up with his mare for the love of another, no this wasn't like that. This wasn't a dream this real, he was leaving her or trying to…

"I don't believe it… I know it. You want a castle, servants, jewels, a kingdom. I can't give you that.." He said, his hand reached up taking his glasses off. Setting them on the table he was leaning against he rubbed his tired eyes. As he moved his hand away from them he saw though blurry she was shaking. Her eyes were closed as she was shaking…

"All of this isn't real…" He said, he noticed her head perked up at his words. "All of this is some little fillies foalish dr-!?" His words were silenced as the blurry mare suddenly closed the gap between them in a heartbeat. And as her hoof slammed into his face sending him onto the table knocking several items including his outfit she was working on to the floor. Along with himself, he smashed onto his back knocking the wind completely out of him.

Grasped his chest as he felt the air leave him and his chest having to suck in air suddenly cause it to ache. He closed his eyes as the pain, taking a few quick breaths to try regaining himself his ears picked up her footsteps. He opened his one of his looking at her, she was advancing him on him quickly. Her eyes full of anger, he hadn't seen her angry before… it was somewhat terrifying.

"HOW DARE YOU!" She screamed at him, his other eye now opened. He was now scared, trying to move away from her he pushed himself across the floor as he tried to get to his feet. Only for her horn to light up as her magic grabbed him by the leg pulling him to her. He tried to grab something only there wasn't anything to save himself on.

"HOW DARE YOU BELIEVE I DON'T LOVE YOU!" She screamed, his eyes once again moved to her. He could faintly see tears collecting in her eyes, thanks to the light shining on them. As her magic pulled him closer she jumped on top of his chest not caring about his injury that worried her earlier. Right now she was outraged.

" . that I love you ONLY cause you're a Prince. Well you listen here buster! I loved you before you told me who you were!" She declared, his eyes widen at her declaration. "I loved you from the moment you threw me on the bed! You could have hurt me but you didn't you treated me like a lady! You also called me beautiful!" She ranted a bit breathless, her hooves pinned his chest down so he couldn't run. Though she knew full well if he wanted to get her off him he could. Not pausing long to regain herself she continued.

"It was only after you saved Sweetie Belle I fully knew how I felt! That's why I've been calling you my Prince Charming! You could have been a farmer for all I care but if you had done what you did for me?! You'd still be MY! PRINCE! CHARMING!" She screamed, her tears falling onto him as she smashed her lips against his own. She wanted him to feel her love for him, she wanted him to know she wanted him in her life. Not some silly castle or a kingdom, just him and only him.

He didn't fight her as she kissed him at first, his mind was consumed with her words. "I called her beautiful when we met?" He thought, he was half asleep towards the end of the first night he slept here. He did faintly remember saying she was a talented designer from the rumors he heard in prison. And that one of the guard did mention she had a great plot when the guard picked up an order once for his wife. Though now that he thought hard about it…he did remember saying she was beautiful. And if memory served him right she did say he was handsome…

The kiss last for almost a minute as it broke she looked deep into his eyes. "I love you Jasper Abbott, I have loved you since the day we met. And once you returned from Canterlot I expect a ring on my horn!" His thoughts about the day they met came to a sudden halt at her new words, a deep shade of red covered his whole face.

"M-MARRIAGE?!" He screamed out, his eyes widen. As they did a smirk pulled at her lips, the tears that were once in her eyes were gone while he was trying to remember the night they met. Something new was in her eyes, a hint of lust he believed which might very well be the case as her lips crushed his. Those once lust filled eyes now gone from his sight as she closed them.

Though this kiss was filled with desire unlike before, which was enforced as she parts her lips to snake her tongue into his mouth. Which he didn't fight as his own met hers, she tasted faintly like the apple pie from earlier. Though there was something else in the taste… a hint of vanilla he believed. It was a welcoming taste strangely as their tongues danced together, though this dance was quickly over as it turned into a fight for dominance.

"By Celestia…" He thought, his hand ran up her face to her mane. Which normally was off limits but he didn't care as he grasped it, which caused the mare who owned it to moan in surprise. Though she didn't fight him, but she broke the kiss for a moment opening one of her beautiful azure eyes to look into his dull ones.

"J-Jasper..please…" She moaned, he was lost for a moment. "Please?" He thought, though as he wondered what she was asking for he noticed her horn lighting up. And something around his waist undoing, glancing down he noticed his once fasten pants he undone…oh…OH! His eye widen as he looked up at her own, her eyes told him it was okay.

"B-But… I'm not a stallion…" He said, a hint of doubt in his tone of this. Though his pants were now fully undone, he was a bit thankful in this position she couldn't get them off. She moved a bit to gently sit on his lap, which cause him to flinch a bit. It didn't hurt, it felt good he noticed.

"T-That doesn't seem to stop you…" She said slipping her mane away from his hand, leading down she softly bit his earlobe making him bite his bottom lip as he struggled not to gasp. She wiggled her marshmallow soft plot on his lap making him close his eyes, she wasn't making this easy on him. Her hot breath softly whispered into his ear…

"Please… make me your Princess…" Those words were all he needed as his hands moved to plot… which indeed was marshmallow soft…

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"Will that be all sir?"

A prison guard asked to a stallion whose head was laying on desk, the stallion simply nodded. "Oh… make sssure I'm not disssturbed…" He said with a slur in his pitiful tone, the guard nodded once before leaving the dark office and the stallion alone.

As the office door closed the stallion looked up at the closed door for a moment, the world was shaking in his blurry eyes. Which moved to a glass on desk, inside was an amber closed liquid. Which the stallion tried to reach out with both hooves, which carefully and shakily picked up the glass.

Bring it to his dry lips he took a small sip, the amber liquid burned as he drank. Though he didn't flinch from the burn, he was used to it by now. Since this had been his life now for almost 2 months, as he was about to set the glass down it slips from his hooves and smashed to the floor.

He stared at it for a moment, seeming to show no reaction. Taking a deep breath to try and clear his mind. "BUCK ME!" He screamed out, his hooves grasped the bottom of the desk as he threw it aside it flew a few feet before slamming to the ground. The paperwork that once covered it flew all over the place, not that he cared.

Climbing off his chair, his front hooves a bit shaky. He walked over to the cabinet against the wall, his whole body swayed as he moved. Once he reached the cabinet he stared at the bottle that sat on top with a few glasses beside it, he just kept staring at it as if waiting for it come to him.

"…Oh right… no magic…" He laughed once feeling pathetic, moving his mouth to the bottle he bit the top. Placing both hooves on the bottle he turned his head, with a bit of effort the cap popped off. Throwing his head to the side he sent the cap to floor, then once again bit he bottle. He then threw his whole head back letting the cold yet burning hot liquid wash down his throat.

After a few seconds, he coughed hard on the liquid. Too much to handle he lost his grip on the bottle which fell from his lips, he tried to catch it but it bounced off his hooves and slid to the ground. Luckily not shattering like the glass earlier, but the liquid inside did pour all over the floor.

Coughing harder now, the blasted liquid went down the wrong tube. He brought a hoof to his mouth coughing into it, though as he coughed he felt something coming up. Eye wide he moved to the bathroom door slamming into the door since it was closed, his hoof slipped several times on the handle before finally opening the door.

He moved to the toilet, throwing his head into it as a horribly acidic taste filled his mouth. Unable to hold it in from the taste he emptied it into the toilet, his stomach tightens up as it forced more of the stomach acid and once amber liquid into the bowl. He couldn't even bare to see what color it was now, though he continued to throw it all up.

After a few moments of emptying his body til there was nothing but only air left his mouth, he pulled his sorry mug from the bowl. Allowing himself to fall over his head slammed to the floor, though he couldn't even feel the pain anymore. His glazed over eyes stared straight ahead, how had it come to this? How had he ended up like this?

"Oh… that's right that bucker…" He mumbled with a strange hint of amusement, that right it was cause of him. "Jasssssper… A-Abbott…" He said, forcing himself to his hooves he moved slowly to the sink. Placing both hooves on it he turned the faucet on, the cold clear liquid came pouring out the nozzle and into the bowl.

Lowering his head a bit into the cool water he let it run over his head, he tried to turn his head to get his mane wet but his head was too large. So the water only hit his eye, sighing inwardly he pulled his now wet head out and looked into the mirror above the sink. He laughed lightly at what he saw…

Snow white coat, jet black mane, and dull gold eyes. Though he once remembered they were bright golden now that stallion was gone, dead and buried thanks to the human ruining him. Though Princess Celestia didn't blame him for letting Jasper Abbott escape, he knew he was finished even though she wouldn't ruin his career given all he had done in the past.

He was done, nothing mattered anymore sure he kept his job as Warden. And security was at its finest now, it wasn't because of him it was because of that bastard Prince Shining Armor. When he arrived to reinforce the prison after the attack by Timberwolves and the escape of the human, he saw the prison in horrible shape. Which he went out of his way to fix…EVERYTHING.

"Every! Bucking! THING!" He screamed at the mirror, as he glared at his own reflect he saw it. A bandaged wrapped around a stub horn, his once powerful horn. Gone, thanks to that inmate breaking it right off. Nothing could have been done, a broken horn meant no magic, and worse off… no pride. A unicorn's horn was there pride, was literally a part of them. Without it, he was nothing… He was pretty much an earth pony…

"Might as well…end it…" He said with no hint of fear in his voice, he had been down this road multiply times. And even though he wasn't scared of dying, he couldn't take his life not til he got that bucking human back behind bars. Not til he personally killed that thing in cold blood, he wouldn't give it a peaceful death either. He'd make sure he beat Jasper til there was nothing but a puddle and even then, he'd destroy the puddle. He didn't know how but he'd do it…

"….Maybe pee on it… yeah…" He said, slamming his head against the mirror not hard enough to hurt but enough to shake the glass. Sighing lightly his breath fogged the mirror a bit before disappearing, he pushed himself off the sink. He needed another drink, walking back into his office he noticed his office was pitch black.

"…I know your there…" He said to the darkness, even without magic his training told him something was there. It was quiet for a moment, before the sound of something sipping a drinking a drink was heard in the darkness. Then a small laugh.

"Griffin's Rock Whiskey… Not a bad year." The cold voice said with a hint of amusement, the old warden glared into the darkness. "Drinking my whiskey and you didn't even pour me one." He said, another laugh was heard. Then he saw it a green aura glowed in the darkness, he could see the bottle floating as its contents poured into a glass. The glass then light up with the green aura and floated over to the Warden, but carefully took it in his hooves.

"Thanks." He brought the glass to his lips taking a drink, downing the burning fluid in one go. After he finished he threw the glass in the direction of the aura he saw moments ago, it flew into the darkness before glowing to a stop then falling to the ground smashing. The voice spoke again in a slightly offend tone.

"I pour you a drink and this is how you thank me? Even after I traveled all the way to this miserable dirty place to offer you something." The voice said, the ol Warden glared even more. He wanted to just charge at whoever this was but he knew charging into darkness with a unicorn hidden in it was foalhardy.

"Offer me something?" He asked his ear straining to make out the voice, there was a moment of silence. Another silence only the sound of his own breathing could be heard, then the green aura lit up bringing the glass the unicorn had to it's lips. Though he couldn't make out who it was, the voice took another sip.

"Yes, a chance to get back as a certain two legged human…" The voice said, the warden froze his heart beat even freezing for a moment before continuing. "I know what you desire Armorheart, revenge against Jasper Ab-" Before the voice could finish Armorheart dashed in the direction of the voice, in a fit of rage.

"Foal…" The voice said as the broken unicorn came at it, there was a moment in the darkness where grunting could be heard. A slash of a bladed weapon, cry of pain from Armorheart then a thud as the ol warden fell in the darkness. A green aura engulfed him throwing him back into the light where he slammed his back on the corner of the door frame snapping his spine.

The unicorn flopped to the ground like a dead fish, blood leaking from his lips, his once golden eyes rolled back in his skull, slashes all over his body. Not small cuts but deep ones, his once snow white coat was now blood red a missing ear as well. Anypony would think he was dead if it wasn't for his chest slowly rising and falling from weak shallow breaths…

"Shame… I wanted you to come willingly… Oh well. Hehe…" The voice darken as the unconscious Warden glowed green, his body pulled back into the darkness to voice whose eyes glowed a brilliant Emerald Green. Before both figures one alive the other barely, vanished…

"I can still use you…"

Note from me: Hey everyone I was gonna write a few more paragraphs but honestly… we are at 13 pages right now. Longest chapter so far, but what was gonna happen after this scene will appear in the next chapter. The title?! 'The Charge to Canterlot Castle'… maybe now that I'm reading that it kinda sucks…