In the Shadow of the Sun - 2 AKAME JAN 21ST, 2013


                                            >"Wake up!"

                                            >A kick to your head forces you from your peaceful slumber.

                                            >As the haze of concisions fades, you notice a white stallion outfitted in gold armor standing to your side.

                                            >"Get up, and don't try anything."

                                            >You slowly lift yourself from the makeshift bed of straw and step onto the cold stone floor.

                                            >A second, black stallion unhooks your restraints from the floor and secures them to the first stallion's armor.

                                            >After checking to make sure the chains are secure, the stallions begin to walk, forcing you to follow.

                                            "Where exactly are we going?"

                                            >…

                                            >They're not very talkative.

                                            >You eventually arrive at a heavy metal door.

                                            >Blood accents the rusted sides, making it look like the entrance to a dungeon, or something of similar nature.

                                            >The black stallion opens the door and the white one escorts you in.

                                            >You weren't wrong about the dungeon idea.

                                            >If the blood on the door was just an accent, here it was the entire base color.

                                            >Almost every stone looks like blood had dried on it before it was haphazardly rinsed off with water without soap.

                                            >The chamber feels almost other worldly.

                                            >Your chains are pulled abruptly, forcing you to continue moving.

                                            >The stallions stop in front of a giant ring and begin to attach your manacles to the device.

                                            >It's almost laughable how small the device is.

                                            >Sure your limbs are held at an odd angle, but you are far from being stretched or anything.

                                            >To be fair, you are very large compared to what the architect had in mind.

                                            >Once your chains are fastened, the black stallion retires from the room, leaving the white stallion guarding you.

                                            >After what seems like ages (all attempts at sparking conversation with your jailer proved fruitless) the metal door creaks open again.

                                            >You turn your head and see a white unicorn…

                                            >No, pegasus…

                                            >Your mouth falls open as you recognize the form of Celestia descending the stairs.

                                            >Something was off about her though.

                                            >Like Luna before, she seemed smaller, and her mane was no longer a rainbow tinted, intangible object.

                                            >Her mane was now a solid shade of pink, and was barely long enough to reach pass her face.

                                            >As for her size… she was still larger than the stallions who had brought you here, but no where near what her size was before.

                                            >The sun princess takes her position in front of you.

                                            >In a booming voice, she begins her interrogation.

                                            >"WHO ARE YOU?"

                                            >You wince as her voice collides with you.

                                            >This again?

                                            "Princess, you know who I am. I'm the only human in all of Equestria."

                                            >Celestia regards your answer before continuing with her questions.

                                            >"A HUMAN? WE HAVE NOT HEARD OF THEM BEFORE. TELL US ABOUT YOURSELVES."

                                            >Is this some kind of sick joke?

                                            >You stare at Celestia as you reply.

                                            "Princess, I have already discussed these matters with you."

                                            >She looks confused.

                                            >"LIES. WE HAVE NEVER HEARD SUCH STORIES."

                                            >This is beginning to annoy you.

                                            "Yes, you have. I explained myself to you when I first came to Equestria."

                                            >"IMPOSSIBLE, WE WOULD RECALL HAVING CONVERSED WITH SUCH A CREATURE AS YOURSELF."

                                            "Maybe if your precious student was here, you'd recognize me."

                                            >Celestia's eyes grow wide.

                                            >"STUDENT?! CAN YOU ELABORATE ON THIS?"

                                            "CAN… YOU STOP… YELLING?"

                                            >Your insolence earns you a hoof in your gut.

                                            >Oh hello Silver Spoonies, when did you show up?

                                            >You manage to keep your breakfast down as you look back towards the princess.

                                            >She motions for the guards to leave.

                                            >As you hear the door screech shut, Celestia turns to you.

                                            >Her smile is terror itself.

                                            >She approaches you and speaks in a normal voice.

                                            >"I enjoy prisoners like you."

                                            >She places her head next to yours and whispers into your hear.

                                            >"I can be a rough as I want with you and nobody cares."

                                            >Rough?

                                            >Your internal questions are answered by Celestia biting your neck.

                                            >At first, it's almost pleasurable, but soon you feel her clamp down on your throat.

                                            >Your esophagus strains to pull air through as Celestia's teeth dig deeper into your skin.

                                            >You feel a trickle of blood slide down your neck.

                                            >Celestia pulls away and licks her lips.

                                            >Her horn glows a soft yellow as she levitates a heated fire iron.

                                            >The flaring tip is reflected in her eyes, giving them a demonic glow.

                                            >She's trying to intimidate you.

                                            >Celestia's good, she's had one thousand years to perfect her "Crazy Sadist" role.

                                            >Biting is one thing, but she would never actually use something like *that*.

                                            >Having grown bored with the heated prod, Celestia approaches you again.

                                            >"Now, one more time. What did you mean by 'Student', hmm?"

                                            "I'm not playing your-"

                                            *Ssssssssssssss*

                                            >Your mind realizes what the sound is before your nerves bombard it with pain.

                                            >You let out a bloodcurdling scream as Celestia slowly drives the poker into your stomach, twisting it slightly as it moves deeper.

                                            >About a half-inch in, she stops and unhurriedly removes the prod, placing it back in the fire.

                                            >Steam rises from the cauterized wound.

                                            >The sadistic sovereign steps forward for a third time.

                                            >"How about now? Will you play with me?"

                                            >She licks your neck as you try to retain control of your thoughts.

                                            >You look down at the fresh injury on your stomach.

                                            >The skin hadn't been penetrated, but it was severely burned.

                                            >"Of course, I could read your mind to get the information I want… But that's no fun."

                                            >Celestia places her hoof on the burn and twists.

                                            "Hng-"

                                            >You try to suppress a scream.

                                            >The princess leans to your ear again.

                                            >"I'll break you eventually, you know."

                                            >She tongues your ear as she continues to prod your wound.

                                            "You- hng- You'll kill me be- hng- fore you- hng- break me."

                                            >"Really~?"

                                            >Celestia looses a spell on you.

                                            >As the yellow aura washes over you, it congeals and flows into your burn.

                                            >Pain floods your abdomen as your incinerated flesh rejuvenates, leaving no indication that you had ever been harmed.

                                            *Gasp* *Gasp*

                                            >You manage to stay conscious, but it was an ordeal.

                                            >Your head hangs limply to the side, giving you a partial view of Celestia.

                                            >She is now standing near the fire pit, stoking the flames with the same fire iron she had used on you.

                                            >No time is wasted this session.

                                            >There was no cooling period as she stared into the soft radiance of the stoker.

                                            >It simply moved from the inferno to you.

                                            *Ssssssssssssss*

                                            "Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

                                            >Your skin gives way under the pressure and heat, letting the prod slide a full three inches into your gut.

                                            >It feels like you are being cooked from the inside.

                                            >The sharp twisting motion being made burns your insides as blood turns to steam.

                                            >This was not a fight you could win.

                                            *Ssssssssssssss*

                                            "Ahhhhh- All right!"

                                            >Celestia stops twisting and begins to slowly extract the prod.

                                            "I'll… talk."

                                            >"Not so unbreakable now, are we?"

                                            >No, you could have lasted longer. But for what reason? There was nothing to be gained by being roasted alive.

                                            >You can't let her have a total victory, though.

                                            "But not… to you."

                                            >Celestia raises an eyebrow.

                                            >"Then whom do you have in mind?"

                                            "Luna. I'll talk to Luna, and only her."

                                            >Celestia grins and places the fire iron back in the pit.

                                            >"Very well. But I do so hate rushing these things… I'll just have a little more fun before I run off to fetch my little sister."

                                            >Another healing spell revitalizes your body and fills you with agony.

                                            >The white alicorn levitates a knife and holds it over the flames.

                                            >You can see the blade begin to glow with heat as Celestia turns it, ensuring a superheated instrument.

                                            >As she pulls it from the blaze, it glows white.

                                            >Then she is upon you.


                                            >You are Luna, young mistress of the moon.

                                            >You lay on your bed, recovering from the wounds you had obtained when attempting to read that creature's mind.

                                            >A peculiar ring was brought to you when the creature was examined.

                                            >It had some kind of enchantment on it that blocked mind-altering spells of any kind.

                                            >Difficult magic for any to perform.

                                            >But what had disturbed you about the ring was the magic signature it bore.

                                            >It was-

                                            >Your thoughts are interrupted by a knocking at your chamber doors.

                                            "Enter."

                                            >A white unicorn walks in, bearing some kind of mechanical cutie mark.

                                            >He bows to you as he introduces himself.

                                            >"Greetings your majesty, I am Theos, one of Canterlot's head librarians."

                                            >He raises his head and smiles at you.

                                            >"Please, call me Theo, the 's' makes it sound odd to me."

                                            "Tell us, Librarian Theos, for what purpose do you disturb our rest?"

                                            >The unicorn purses his lips when he hears his full name spoken, but he responds promptly.

                                            >"Your sister, Princess Celestia, has sent for you…"

                                            >You can hear him mutter under his breath.

                                            >"Though why she sent me is a mystery…"

                                            "And where did our dear sister wish for us to meet?"

                                            >Theos looks away.

                                            >"The… interrogation room, milady."

                                            >That room… You hated it there.

                                            >It always smelled of blood and fear.

                                            "Very well. We shall journey to the dungeon immediately."

                                            >Theos bows and exits.

                                            >In short order you leave to visit the torture chamb- interrogation room…


                                            >You are Anon, and you are in pain.

                                            >Celestia has left you dangling from the rack, no doubt she did not wish for Luna to see her torturing you.

                                            >As she ascended the stairs to leave, you could see fluids dripping from behind her tail and trailing on the ground.

                                            >That monster had been getting off abusing you.

                                            >You look down at your perfectly normal torso.

                                            >How many times had she almost killed you?

                                            >Knives, prods, brands, she had used anything that she could stick in a fire on you.

                                            >Though the wounds were gone, your mind still remembered the feeling of flesh being cut and singed simultaneously.

                                            >The metal door opened, filling the chamber with light for a brief moment before falling back into darkness.

                                            >You raise your head to see Luna descending into the room.

                                            >She stops when she sees you.

                                            >"Our sister informs us that we are to interrogate you."

                                            >You manage a grin.

                                            "No- no need. I just wanted to talk to someone who wasn't trying to turn me into a shish kebab."

                                            >Luna appears confused.

                                            >"Shish… Ka-- bob?"

                                            >She wouldn't know what those are, would she?

                                            "Nevermind. Luna, I have a question I would like to ask."

                                            >The princess regains her stoic look.

                                            >"Very well, ask it."

                                            "Who is Celestia's current student?"

                                            >Confusion crosses the princess visage.

                                            >"Student? Our sister has no pupil under her tutelage."

                                            >Odd.

                                            "One more, if I may. Who is the current bearer of the Element of Magic?"

                                            >Luna eyes you cautiously as she speaks.

                                            >"You know of the Elements?"

                                            >You nod.

                                            >"…"

                                            >"It is our sister, Celestia."

                                            >No student.

                                            >Smaller statures.

                                            >Celestia possessing the Element of Magic.

                                            >This is the past.

                                            >You must have been dropped here by the idiotic Elements of Harmony.

                                            >What had happened to them though? They too had been caught in that Kubrick Sphere, as you so affectionately call it.

                                            >Given the universe's apparent hatred of you, however, you doubt that it was that easy to escape Fluttershy.

                                            >One more test, to be sure.

                                            "Princess, does 'Nightmare Moon' mean anything to you?"

                                            >Luna stares at you blankly.

                                            "I'll take that as a no. Thank you princess, a lot of my questions have been answered from this conversation."

                                            >"Hold, creature of the lake. We-"

                                            "Anon."

                                            >"Wh- what?"

                                            >Luna deflates a little at your interruption.

                                            "My name is Anonymous, Anon for short."

                                            >The sapphire princess studies you momentarily before resuming her question.

                                            >"Very well, Anonymous. We would like to know how you obtained this."

                                            >She levitates a silver ring to you.

                                            >The mind-rape repelling band!

                                            "Where I come from, there was a particularly troublesome mare who quested for my…"

                                            >You look away.

                                            "Seed. In my desperation, I managed to procure a ring that would prevent my mind from being altered."

                                            >"Thou liest."

                                            "What?"

                                            >Luna walks over to you and holds the ring up again.

                                            >"This magic is ours, only we have this signature."

                                            >Really? Luna enchanted that ring?

                                            >This isn't good.

                                            >How could you possibly explain that you were from the future?

                                            >Luna eases off when she sees you sweat.

                                            >Apparently, she's not as confrontational as her sister.

                                            >"Eh hem, we would also like to revisit our discussion earlier."

                                            >You look at Luna as you angle your head in puzzlement.

                                            >"What did you hear us say?"

                                            >She looks nervously at you, like have read her diary and are about to tell the whole world its contents.

                                            *Sigh* "I am aware of your plight with Celestia, princess."

                                            >Luna attempts to deny her earlier statements.

                                            >"W- we do not-"

                                            "It's not fair, being outshone by the sun."

                                            >You stare directly at her.

                                            >Not to intimidate her, but to show that you understand.

                                            >You know the feeling of being in someone's shadow.

                                            >Luna lowers her head, preventing you from seeing her eyes.

                                            >"She's just so perfect. Everyp0ny lo~ves the princess of the sun."

                                            >You see a drop of water fall to the floor.

                                            >"None are ever awake to see my beautiful night."

                                            >You try to place a reassuring hand on her shoulder, but the bindings stop you from even moving.

                                            "The greatest achievements are the ones that go unnoticed."

                                            >Luna looks up at you, trying her best to hold back tears.

                                            >"What?"

                                            "We stand in the shadows so that others may stand in the light. Our accomplishments go unrecognized, not because they are worthless, but because they are priceless."

                                            >Luna stares at you, transfixed on your words.

                                            "There are none who can imagine the world without your night, that is why they do not even dwell on such matters."

                                            >A small smile has appeared on the princess's face.

                                            >"So they love me without even realizing it?"

                                            >You smile warmly at her.

                                            "Yes."

                                            >She sniffles and begins to cry.

                                            >"I- I AM loved…"

                                            >The moon princess takes a moment to compose herself before leaving.

                                            >"Anonymous, We cannot release you without first discussing the matter with our sister. However, we will visit you during your imprisonment to help pass the time."

                                            >Not what you were hoping for, but it will have to do for now.

                                            >As she leaves, Luna gives you one last gentle smile before exiting the chamber.


                                            >You hang in the dark for what seems like an eternity before light filters into the room from above again.

                                            >Celestia canters down the stairs.

                                            >She looks furious.

                                            >"I don't know what you told my sister, but it seems I will no longer be able to keep you as my plaything after today."

                                            >Her horn shines as she approaches you.

                                            >"But that still leaves us all of tonight for me to have some fun…"

                                            >She scoops up whole shelves of metal objects and dumps them into the fire pit.

                                            "A sun goddess with a fetish for fire… Heh, should have known…"

                                            >Celestia smiles as she positions her face in front of yours.

                                            >Her magic forces your mouth open as she nears.

                                            >She stops short of kissing you and you can see a small chunk of super heated metal about the size of two bits float from the fire.

                                            >"Now, now my pet. There's no need to be so..."

                                            >She places the heated lump of metal on her tongue.

                                            >"Tungue an' 'heek."

                                            >With that, she forces her tongue into your mouth.

                                            >The metal burns your tongue as Celestia forces herself onto you.

                                            >She pushes it to the back of your throat and keeps her mouth to yours, preventing you from spitting it out or screaming.

                                            >As your tongue spasms in a futile effort to escape the heat, Celestia's tongue forces it into submission.

                                            >She wanted you to feel the full effects of her wrath.

                                            >After a few moments, she removes the metal from your mouth.

                                            >It is a dim shade of dark red at this point.

                                            >She casts another healing spell on you.

                                            >"So, my pet. Any more insults?"

                                            >You remain quiet and stare into the ground.

                                            >"Silence is Golden, as they say."

                                            >She wraps her lips around the metal and sucks it clean.

                                            >It was solid gold.

                                            >This is going right in my… 'Private' collection.

                                            >She levitates it behind her back, so you can no longer see it.

                                            >But you know what she's doing.

                                            >A soft *squelch* confirms your beliefs.

                                            >Celestia's eyes roll to the back of her head momentarily as her fluids splatter onto the floor.

                                            >With her tongue lolling from her mouth, Celestia speaks.

                                            >"Oh yes~"

                                            >This is disgusting.

                                            >The sun princess snaps back to reality and trots over to you.

                                            >"All of tonight~"

                                            >You ready yourself as she levitates several heated devices.

                                            >Your screams are heard echoing though the torture chamber for the rest of the night.