Quick word of warning to you all… Things get somewhat graphic mid-way through the story. If you aren't one for rape, I suggest skipping the chapter or only reading the first part, skipping over the middle, and going just past Ay'therian's little issue in his personal Chambers. Just so you know, I do not support Rape nor do I like it, I utterly despise it, but stories are created through plot and it is a must for this series.
Chapter Four
The chamber, given to Daring Do and Flurry Heart, had been a place for royal guests, visiting the Phaeron's Tomb City. However, while it had been designed for Necrons in mind the chamber had been renovated to help the two become more at home for the two. Fabrics and décor came from what Ay'therian's forces could recover from the Crystal Empire's ruins, even Flurry heart's crib was recovered from the ruined palace. The bed, next to it, had been found within the palace's royal guests wing… Which made Daring Do become hesitant to sleep in it.
"Are you ready for bed, Princess?" The mare asked, as Flurry Heart giggled up at her caretaker. "Of course you are, a certain foal had quite the day" Carefully, Daring Do sat down into a nearby rocking chair, gently holding the foal within her arms. "And I know a melody to help you sleep, my mother used to sing it when I was young and had trouble going to bed." She glanced at the two Lychguard standing guard at the chamber's entrance, knowing two more were stationed outside. With a smile, starting to rock within the chair, Daring Do closed her eyes and started the melody.
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It was soft, and flowed like a gentle mountain stream, only the word "la" being used every other stanza of gentle vocal work. Flurry Heart fell silent, her eyes locked on to Daring Do's calm, and gentle, features. The mare's melody matched that of Flurry Heart's own mother, a transparent image of Cadence appearing over Daring Do. Along with a transparent image of the foal's room, back at the Crystal Palace.
Unknown to the pair, both Lycghards were also listening to Daring DO's melody. Strangely, they could not stop listening to the mare's, ever so soft, voice. Going so far, as to allow such melody to be played into Necron Net, so their brothers could also enjoy it… And did they enjoy it.
Across the Tomb City, Necrons suddenly came to a sudden halt and looked towards the structure, housing their Phaeron. They, silently, observed the sacred palace, as if these ancient entities were attending a concert of sorts, Daring Do being the very diva enchanting them. The melody even reached Ay'therian, deep within his personal chambers, who simply observed his Tomb City from a balcony overlooking it all, near the very top of his palace… Carefully listening to the gentle voice, his Lychguard keeping a keen eye.
The melody was not limited to just those entombed within the Tomb City prior to their awakening, it reached Dark'kan, his Destroyers, and the returning Deathmarks. At first, Daring Do's voice confused the veteran warriors, but even they soon became enchanted by it… Eyeing their Phaeron's palace. It had been like a spell blanketed the Tomb City, every Necron lighting up when Daring Do's voice picked up. It had become like the mare stirred something within the lethal race of death warriors, causing them to glow with unknown rejuvenation… Even Necron, not yet roused from their slumber, began to stir… Just to hear this angelic melody.
Soon, Daring Do brought her melody to its end, magenta eyes slowly opening. A gentle smile appeared, when she noticed how Flurry Heart slept in her arms. A strange possession took hold of the mare, Daring Do leaning over and kissing the foal's forehead. "Goodnight, my little princess." With that, she walked over to the crib, and carefully laid Flurry Heart on to the bedding inside, making sure she was comfortably snugged in her blankets.
The Lychguard walked over, one placing their hand on to the mare's shoulder, signifying that she may take her leave… That they would watch over Flurry Heart. With a nod, Daring Do walked towards the chamber's exit, the Lychguard flanking both sides of Flurry Heart's crib. Though, when she reached the exit, Daring Do glanced back, placing a hand over her heart, before leaving the chamber.
-Tomb City Streets-
Daring Do walked into the quarter Ay'therian assigned to any Equestrian brought back to the Tomb City. Flanking her, were the Lychguard assigned to protect the mare, both armed with war-scythes. Though, such a thing did not draw good attention towards her, especially when those brought there were treated more like restricted refugees, guarded twenty-four seven and not allowed to leave the quarter without heavy escort. Daring Do is the only one not being related so, and had far more liberates than any other Equestrian there.
A group of playing foals caused the three to stop, Daring DO smiling at how happy they seemed to be. It gave her a warm feeling, deep inside, as a colt noticed her and ran up "Excuse me, ma'am, but are you Daring Do?" He asked, drawing the attention of other foals.
"Um, yes, I am." She replied, kneeling in front of him. "Is there something I can do for you?"
The foals suddenly beamed, surrounding Daring Do, while her escort kept their silent vigil. "Did you find this place?" A unicorn filly asked.
"Did you wake the Ancient Ones up?" A Crystal Pony colt asked.
"Are they going to save everypony?" A unicorn colt asked.
"C-Can w-w. Uh… M-Meet their l-leader?" A pegasus filly, nervously, asked through the crowd. "I-I hear he is really c-cool looking."
Daring Do couldn't help but giggle at the constant questions, before looking to each and answered their question. "I did, yes. The waking was an accident. The Phaeron is planning to. And…" She eyed the ice blue pegasus filly, who tried to hide behind her pink mane, then to the silent Lychguard. "If the Phaeron is alright with it, and not busy, we can visit his palace?"
They looked at one another, somewhat hesitant, before returning to their charge. "Such honor cannot be squandered, Caretaker. However, we shall ask the Phaeron, to see if he will allow them an audience." One of the Lychguard answered, both nodding.
"Well then, until we hear back from Phaeron Ay'therian?" Daring Do smiled down at the foals around her "How about you all show me around the quarter?" They all cheered, two of them grasping the mare's hands and began to lead her, all pointing to their favorite spots, the Lychguard not far behind.
They spent most of the afternoon going all around the quarter, visiting different sections and checking on families. Many seemed rather happy about being freed form the Caribou, but also resentful of Daring Do's special treatment. Obviously, not a single Equestrian would dare do something that could anger these ancient guardians, which made Daring Do less willing to go anywhere, alone, nonetheless. However, seeing how happy the foals were, made everything worth baring and dealing with.
When a loud hum echoed overhead, all but the Lychguard ducked, as a Ghost Ark hovered overhead. "What's going on? What is that transport doing here?" Daring Do asked, staying between the foals and the landing Ghost Ark. "Is something wrong?"
"That would be incorrect." One of the Lychguards answered, as they move forward and knelt. "This is the Phaeron's response to your request, Caretaker."
Daring Do went wide eyed, looking up at the Lychguard, then towards the landing Ghost Ark. "Is he really…" She thought, as the ramp lowered and six Lychguards walked out, creating a path to the group. When the final Necron made himself known, black metallic cape moving back and forth, war-scythe in hand, Daring Do smiled brightly. "Heh, I wonder if he is just trying to make an impression?"
Ay'therian walked down the ramp, and right up to the ground that surrounded the mare. "I hear that a group of children wished to meet me?" He asked, the foals awe-struck at the sheer power coming off the Phaeron's metal body. They soon all parted out of his path, as Ay'therian walked up to a certain ice blue pegasus filly, who trembled at the mere sight of him. Slowly, Ay'therian knelt in front of her, tilting his metal head. "Tell me, child…" The filly kept her full attention on Ay'therian, who placed a hand on top of her head. "Am I 'really cool', as you have heard?"
"Y-You're more awesome…" She started, as Ay'therian stood back up to his full height. "Way cooler than everypony says!" Her response earning a smile from Daring Do.
-Neighagra Falls Outpost-
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The Caribou Soldier continued to thrust himself deeper into the pink earth pony mare, one of Ponyville's former Spa Ponies. He had forced the mare on to her back, both hands above her head She screamed each painfilled moan, as her master spread the mare's insides wide with each thrust, ravaging her smaller body with no mercy… Such a thing had become a daily occurrence, whenever the Caribou Soldier became bored. Whether Aloe's blue twin is suffering the same fate, she did not know.
"P-Please, m-master… S-Stop!" Aloe cried, between her moans and his thrusts. "I-I need to r-rest!"
The Caribou Soldier cackled at Aloe's pleads, feeling her tight sex try to compensate for his size, failing. He grabbed hold of her ink blue mane, and yanked back, her painfilled scream invigorating him even more. "I won't stop until I fill you up, that is the rule, now… Take it, like the whore you are!"
Aloe was harshly slapped across her face, a red hand print appearing on the mare's cheek. Her white slave outfit had been torn long ago, her body bare and continued the mare's humiliation. All Aloe could do, was scream from the painful, and unpleasant, rape she is forced to endure… Tears streaming down her cheeks.
Though, the sounds of a rattle snake caused her master to stop, and look around. When they heard, metal drag against wood, the Caribou Soldier removing himself from Aloe's ravaged body, fixing his armor and drawing his sword. "Who is there!?" The Caribou Soldier demanded, looking around the outpost cabin, but saw nothing there.
Aloe, on the other hand, spotted a crimson and black, metal, tail of some kind shift through the cabin's ceiling Something stalked the outpost, and her master was completely oblivious to whatever it could be… Not thinking to look for an unexpected foe.
The rattle snake sound continued to echo inside the outpost's cabin, followed by more metal scraping. "Where are you!?" The Caribou Soldier demanded, still searching. "Come out, you coward!"
"Thinks we are like him." A snake-like voice cackled, sending a chill down both occupants' spines. "Thinks we will do as says, thinks we will listen to it" It cackled again, Aloe seeing a much larger piece phase through the wall, her master's back to where it appeared, and vanished again "Only Phaeron controls Wraiths, controls Alphion… Ordered Alphion to hunt mortals controlling Equestria. Save Equestrians from mortals." It laughed again, the creature's tail reappearing for only a split second. Aloe started to get the feeling that this creature is acting like a shark, swimming around its spotted prey. "Alphion found it hurting Equestrian, calling for help in screams and moans, so Alphion came to help."
The Caribou Soldier turned back around, in Aloe's direction, trying to find the intruder… Not seeing a bladed tail unwind behind him, swinging back and forth, in a taunting manner. "For something claiming to be here to stop me, you are proving to be hesitant… What? Want to watch me finish inside this whore, before dying by my blade?" The tail retracted back up into the ceiling, before the Caribou Soldier turned around. Silence only followed, Aloe's master scoffing. "That is what I thought… Simple cow-GAH!"
When the Caribou Soldier turned back towards Aloe, he found that Alphion's tail had been waiting for him… The bladed weapon impaling its prey, slowly lifting him up to the revealed Canoptek Wraith, grasping on the ceiling. "Caribou so foolish, we fooled so easily." Alphion held him close to its single eye. "Now, it dies, like animal."
Alphion threw the Caribou's corpse away, allowing it to slam against the wall. Its gaze then went to Aloe, who still laid bare on the ground, taking a moment to examine every aspect of her form. Without warning, the Canoptek Wraith dropped down and landed on top of Aloe, its single eye hovering her face, pincers on both sides.
Aloe trembled within Alphion's single eyed gaze, feeling its metal arms flanking her body, tail slowly waiting to strike any threat. "W-What are you?" She asked, before feeling her hands freed by one of the Canoptek Wraith's bladed arms. "Who sent you?"
"The Phaeron sent Alphion, and so we came." It answered, suddenly grasped Aloe with all its arms, pulling her tight against his armored body. "And we are your salvation, precious." With that, the Canoptek Wraith used its tail to smash the door open, and fly off.
-Tomb City, Ay'therian's Chambers, that Night-
Once more, the Phaeron sat upon his throne, mind once more heavy with thoughts of what is to come. The incident earlier that day ad been a distraction from all this, Ay'therian also wishing to see the newest Equestrian Generation, and further examine Daring Do's character again. The melody Ay'therian heard before had been a pleasant sound, his entire force strangely energized. He could not explain it, but the Phaeron wanted to please the mare after that, and going to those foals helped him do so.
"My Phaeron~"
The sultry voice drew Ay'therian's gaze up, once more seeing the mental image of a seductive Daring Do… Slowly walking up to him, hips swaying in a luscious manner. The Phaeron had become, like before, confused by the image's appearance before him. Even when Daring Do knelt at his lap, resting both knees on the ground, lightly caressing Ay'therian's right leg with her hands… Moving between both of his armored legs.
"You are so overwhelmed with this reclamation, my Phaeron~" The mental image of Daring Do rubbed her cheek against the top of Ay'therian's thigh, her right hand pressing against his chest. "Why not let me help relieve some of the stress upon your strong shoulders?" She leaned more towards Ay'therian's head, the mare's breast pressing against his chest, whispering where the Phaeron's ear would be. "All you need do? Is take me by force, force yourself upon me, mount me like your own little whore; my beloved Phaeron~"
"Enough!" Ay'therian mentally roared, causing the mental image of Daring Do vanishing in red energy. Once it was gone, the Phaeron reached up and placed a hand over his faceplate. "What, in the Silent King's name, is wrong with me?" He leaned against the throne more, slouching down. "Why have these images started to plague me?"
The Phaeron began to ponder the situation, and its entirely, his mind trying to figure it out... An idea suddenly coming to mind.
-Chamber of Daring Do and Flurry Heart-
Things had become quiet within the Tomb City, a curfew placed upon the Equestrians to ensure order is maintained within the city. Many had gone to sleep, including a certain alicorn foal, except for Daring Do. The mare just laid in the bed, which was more designed for a royal, her mind plagued with never ending questions. Each one centered around one thing, the very Phaeron who has been such a gracious host to her.
They were thoughts on if she has truly seen the real face of the Phaeron, or if he is hiding something even more about himself? Why did she feel safe around him, along with secured around Ay'therian's Necron forces? Why Ay'therian treated her so well, above other Equestrians, whom are far more qualified for the duties given to her? None of it made any sense to Daring Do, especially how the normally dominate mare is so submissive around Ay'therian…
"Agh…" Daring Do whispered, rolling over on to her stomach, allowing her face to be buried within the pillows. "What in Equestria is wrong with me? I just met Phaeron Ay'therian, why are these thoughts swimming around my head for!?" The mare's mind screamed, allowing her wings to flex a bit. "I mean, he is an archaeologist's wet dream, being a walking, talking artifact with knowledge more vast than all of Equestria's libraries or museums could ever hope to hold…" She turned on to her back, wings and arms open wide. "Then again, something about that intimidating appearance is unbelievably appealing."
Both Lychguards guarding the chamber's exit suddenly walked up, flanking Daring Do's bed, surprising her a bit. "Please, Caretaker, you need to get dressed." One whispered.
Daring Do leaned up, using the blanket to cover her bare body. "Is there a problem? Have more Equestrians been freed?" She asked, keeping her voice low.
"A Wraith, suffering from rampancy, returned with a freed slave, but that is not why you need to get dressed." He answered, as Daring Do tied her top on, then worked on her lower dress. "The Phaeron has requested your presence, by name." That caused the mare to freeze, completely, eyes wide. She did not even know the Phaeron knew her name.