In the Shadow of the Sun - 3 AKAME JAN 26TH, 2013


                                            >"Anonymous, are you alright?"

                                            >A soft authoritative voice stirs you from your slumber.

                                            >You peer through the iron bars of your cell door, searching for the source of the voice.

                                            >The lunar princess sits on a luscious blue pillow on the other side.

                                            >Once you recognize your company, you take note of the light seeping into the chamber from the window.

                                            >A soft, pale beauty…

                                            >It is nighttime.

                                            >You slept through the entire day.

                                            >"We have managed to negotiate for your release."

                                            >Your attention focuses on Luna as you attempt to stand.

                                            >The stone floor greets you when your legs give out.

                                            >Luna glances you over and speaks quietly.

                                            >"You should not move, Anonymous. Celestia's spell might heal your flesh, but it does not replace lost blood."

                                            >Celestia's orgasming face fills your eyes as you blink.

                                            >Taking the princess's advice, you lie on the floor while you converse.

                                            "I understand. Thank you for your help, princess."

                                            >Luna smiles at you.

                                            >"'Tis no trouble, though We feel We must inform you of the conditions of your release."

                                            "Conditions?"

                                            >The sapphire p0ny shifts on her cushion.

                                            >"Celestia would only agree to your release with the stipulation that you stay within the castle to, 'Ensure that you are not dangerous before truly freeing you.'"

                                            >You stare at the ceiling in astonishment.

                                            "She burns every inch of skin I have, as well as several organs, and I'M the dangerous one?!"

                                            >You raise a hand to your left eye.

                                            "She boiled the fluid in my eye. Do you know what that feels like?"

                                            >You glare into space as Luna whispers.

                                            >"We are sorry, Anonymous. We do not have the power to stand up to our sister."

                                            "Celestia is that strong?"

                                            >Luna hastily replies.

                                            >"Forgive us, it is not that she is more powerful in terms of magic, rather she has more support from the political parties in Equestria."

                                            >Luna looks crestfallen.

                                            >"No doubt to to our less respected duties… Sadly anything We do in defiance of our sister would be labeled as rebellion."

                                            >You ponder Luna's predicament, trying to find a solution to Celestia's iron hoof masquerading in a velvet glove.

                                            >The past day has shown that Luna is far more worthy of your support than her sister, and after last night, you would do anything to bring Celestia down a few notches.

                                            "Very well, I'll agree to the conditions."

                                            >Luna's face lights up at your answer.

                                            >"Huzza! We shall go inform sister immediately!"

                                            >With that, the moon princess gallops off, leaving you to drift to sleep again, alone.

                                            >Or so you thought.

                                            >As you lay on the ground, a soft wisp of something brushes your face.

                                            >Your eyes snap open, revealing the white alicorn standing above you.

                                            "What th-"

                                            >She shoves a hoof in your mouth to cut you off.

                                            >"Shh~ Sh-sh-sh~"

                                            >You see the fire in Celestia's eyes as she leans forward.

                                            >"You may have escaped my dungeon momentarily, my little pet. But someone as durable as you is too good for Luna."

                                            >She bites your neck.

                                            >"Mmm- Did you know that- Mmm- You are the only one to live through our first date?"

                                            >You refuse to acknowledge the seraphic demon sinking her teeth into you.

                                            >"All those other toys couldn't last for more than one or two hours."

                                            *Chomp*

                                            >She gnaws at your jugular, causing your breathing to become labored.

                                            >For several minutes she just chews and sucks on your neck.

                                            >No reason given for, and no reason gleaned from her actions.

                                            >Your neck pulsates with pain as Celestia removes her mouth from you.

                                            > "I don't care what Luna wants, you're MINE!"

                                            >A lance of light pierces your stomach and ignites.

                                            *Ssssssssss*


                                            "Ahh!"

                                            >You wake up, still laying in your cell.

                                            >Sweat drips from your brow and falls to the floor with a soft *drip*

                                            "Ah- Ah- Ah-"

                                            >You try to catch your breath and calm down.

                                            >Was that really a dream?

                                            >Maybe a hallucination from the blood loss…

                                            >You shake your head as you sit up.

                                            >It's still nighttime, you probably only slept for an hour at most.

                                            >Your rub your abdomen.

                                            >Sleep doesn't seem to be an option tonight.

                                            >As you stand up, you hear hoofsteps echoing through the prison.

                                            >A guard opens your cell door and silently enters.

                                            >He removes your chains and stands attentively outside the door.

                                            >"Prisoner 24601, you are being released, follow me."

                                            >You step out of the cell and look around.

                                            >Just you and the guard here.

                                            >You breath a sigh of relief and follow the stallion down the hall.


                                            >Your journey ends with a large set of ornate double doors.

                                            >Silver crescents and stars shine against a deep blue base.

                                            >The guard opens the doors and nudges you in, closing the doors behind you.

                                            >You survey the room.

                                            >Drapes of magnificent blues accented with silver trim hang from the walls.

                                            >You begin to sense a theme here.

                                            >Your eyes narrow at a sapphire p0ny standing on a balcony.

                                            >Luna notices your apprehension as she trots over to greet you.

                                            >"Relax, Anonymous. It is only us."

                                            >She levitates a tea set and fills two cups, motioning for you to sit down at a table.

                                            >As you sit, you inquire about the situation.

                                            "Now that I am out of prison, what am I supposed to do?"

                                            >You gaze at the lunar mare.

                                            >"You are to work under the watchful eyes of nobility."

                                            "Meaning what exactly?"

                                            >Luna grins.

                                            >"You're going to act as my personal guard!"

                                            >…

                                            >Oh, no.

                                            >No, no, no, no, no.

                                            "Luna, I'm hardly the type of person who would be good at that."

                                            >You lie.

                                            "I couldn't possibly defend you if the need arose."

                                            >Not true.

                                            "Human's are far from indestructible, especially when fighting magic p0nies."

                                            >That one was accurate.

                                            >Luna's features become serious.

                                            >"The only other option available is for you to work under Celestia, Anonymous."

                                            >********************

                                            >"Oh yes~"

                                            >********************

                                            >You shudder.

                                            >Working as a guard might be unpleasant, but there's no way it can be worse than Celestia's plans for you.

                                            *Sigh* "All right… I am at your service."

                                            >Luna clops her front hooves together in excitement as she beams.

                                            >"Very well then. We hereby proclaim thee to be Equiem Nocturne, our knight protector."

                                            >Luna stomps her hoof on the ground and several p0nies stream into the room.

                                            >The p0nies quickly swarm around you and equip you with jet black armor.

                                            >Shockingly enough, it doesn't fit you.

                                            >You stand, armor hanging off your head like Alfred put too much starch in Batman's laundry.

                                            *Twitch* *Twitch*

                                            >Your eye muscles read the situation well.

                                            >As do the dressp0nies. They leave when they notice your angry expression.

                                            >"Hmm… This will never do."

                                            >Luna looks over your ridiculous raiments, the gears working in her head to find a solution.

                                            *Ding*

                                            >"Aha! We have it!"

                                            >You could have sworn you heard a ding sound…

                                            >Luna positions herself a little ways in front of you, appearing to make some calculations of sorts.

                                            >Her horn glows a soft blue as her eyes shine a ghostly white.

                                            >"Hnn-"

                                            >Whatever the spell is, she is having trouble with it.

                                            >You ready yourself as Luna begins to discharge her built up magic with a bright light.

                                            >A warm sensation washes over you, forcing away the anxiety you held inside.

                                            >When the effulgence fades, you examine yourself for problems.

                                            >Armor adorns your entire body.

                                            >The many ridges and horns along the pieces give an almost demonic appearance.

                                            "S-So-O W-wha-AT N-o-W?"

                                            >God, the reverberation in the helmet is TERRIBLE!

                                            >You try to take a step forward only to fall over.

                                            *Clank* *Clank* *Clank* *Clank* *Clank*

                                            >This armor is heavy.

                                            >Luna takes heed of your struggle and begins to instruct you.

                                            >"Ah- Focus! Ah- The armor will- Ah- Bend to your will. Ah-"

                                            >That spell mutt have really been a burden. She's still trying to catch her breath.

                                            >You concentrate, attempting to mold the armor into something that doesn't look like it came from the planes of Oblivion.

                                            >When you open your eyes again, the armor is practically weightless.

                                            >Examining the redesigned magical panoply, you become aware of how form fitting it is.

                                            >It's more like a thick second skin, than a suit of armor.

                                            >Your movement isn't inhibited in the slightest.

                                            >If anything, you feel more limber than before.

                                            *Thud*

                                            >The noise draws your attention towards Luna.

                                            >Her crumpled figure lies on the ground before you.

                                            >You rush over and help her up.

                                            >She's sweating profusely and is barely conscious.

                                            >You can feel her heartbeat through the armor.

                                            >…

                                            >Literally through the armor, it's detecting her pulse.

                                            >You relax a little as her heart rate begins to slow.

                                            >Her eyelids flutter open as you hold her.

                                            >"B… bed…"

                                            >You look around the room, searching for her request.

                                            >A luxurious mattress outfitted with many silky sheets and pillows lies under a canopy in an alcove along the wall.

                                            >Curtains hang from the structure and fall to the sides of the bed.

                                            >The colors, are of course Luna's signature Blue and Silver.

                                            >You position yourself to lift the princess.

                                            >She's a little larger than a normal p0ny, so she's going to be heav-

                                            >Or not.

                                            >You raise the semi-large p0ny with no trouble at all, not even grunting from the effort.

                                            >This magic armor certainly is something.

                                            >Cradling the princess, you carry her to the bed.

                                            >You pull the sheets over and gently place Luna on her side.

                                            >Her face relaxes as you draw the sheets over her and tuck her in.

                                            >Pale blue locks of hair splay out from her mane.

                                            >You brush a few locks from Luna's face as you make sure she is ok.

                                            >Once you are satisfied that she is just sleeping, you stand up and walk to the door.

                                            >A faint orange light is beginning to fill the sky, tinting the striking silver a warm peach color.

                                            >Taking a last look at the sleeping princess, you exit her chambers and re-enter the hall.

                                            >As you close the door, it dawns that you have no idea where to go.

                                            >If you are Luna's personal guard, do you have to stay with her at ALL times? Even when sleeping?

                                            >Your thoughts are interrupted by a figure, followed by a small crowd, storming down the hall.

                                            >It was Celestia.

                                            >She looked furious.

                                            >Her grimace only grows larger when she sees you standing outside her Sister's bedchamber.

                                            >"Anonymous, WHERE IS LUNA?!"

                                            >Celestia's rage filled voice booms throughout the hall, making the guards behind her flinch.

                                            >You throw your hands up in a quieting motion and try to calm the white demon in front of you.

                                            "She is asleep…"

                                            >The group of guards watches you closely.

                                            >It would be best to not seem insubordinate, so you stifle a gag as you continue.

                                            >"Your highness…"

                                            >Celestia's eyes bore into you, giving off a sense of intense hostility.

                                            >"SLEEPING?! HER MOON STILL FILLS OUR SKY!"

                                            >Again with the voice.

                                            >You raise a finger to your lips and shush the sun princess.

                                            "Well, I'm afraid that I can't wake her. Whatever she did exhausted her to the point of collapse. If I'm supposed to be her protector, I cannot allow you to force her awake like this."

                                            >If it wasn't for the guards, you would be trembling in your magic boots right now.

                                            >Celestia doesn't like to show her brutal side in front of others apparently.

                                            >Good luck for you.

                                            "There must be some other way to move the moon?"

                                            >Celestia's scowl twitches and shows a brief grin.

                                            >She glances at the stallions behind her and nods.

                                            >They turn and begin to leave, Celestia keeping an eye on them.

                                            >Bad luck for you.

                                            >When the last guard's form disappears around the corner, the mad mare snaps her head to you.

                                            >If looks could kill, her's would be sodomizing you right now.

                                            >"There is one way, my little toy~"

                                            >You back up, thinking of a way to fight the sun goddess.

                                            >"*I* can move it for her."

                                            >All of your mental scenarios end poorly for you.

                                            >"But *you* have to do something for me~"

                                            >Your back presses against the doors to Luna's room.

                                            >You close your eyes and ready yourself for the torture as Celestia closes in.

                                            >"Eh-hem."

                                            >You open your eyes and stare down at the princess.

                                            >She's holding out a hoof.

                                            "I… I don-"

                                            >"Lick it."

                                            "What?!"

                                            >The solar sovereign smirks as she talks.

                                            >"If you clean my hoof with your tongue, I will let Luna rest and move her moon myself."

                                            >You can't believe this, why does she even think you'd agree to that.

                                            >Seemingly picking up on your thoughts, the princess chides you.

                                            >"You KNOW I could ask for something more… delightful."

                                            >Her lips glisten as she licks them.

                                            >"But I thought I'd be nice to my darling sister's new personal guard."

                                            >As humiliating as it is, she's right.

                                            >She COULD ask for something way worse.

                                            >"And besides…"

                                            >Celestia props herself up on you and whispers into your ears.

                                            >"We'll have so much time to play later~"

                                            >You shudder as she returns to her standing position, outstretched hoof ready.

                                            >One thousand years in the past.

                                            >No way home as far as you know.

                                            >Luna is your only protection from her sister.

                                            >You have to protect her.

                                            >You kneel before the princess.

                                            >Her hoof stretches out  to greet your face.

                                            >You lightly take hold and bring your face to it.

                                            >Your tongue slides across the golden band on her hoof.

                                            >The metallic taste is rather off-putting.

                                            >Celestia enjoys it though.

                                            >She throws her head back when you look up at her.

                                            >She's intoxicated with her temporary power over you.

                                            >Fortunately, your tormentor mostly walks around in the castle, limiting the amount of dirt needed to be… cleaned.

                                            >Her lustrous band shines as you release her hoof and start to stand.

                                            >"What are you doing?"

                                            >Her magic forces you to your knees again.

                                            >You glare at her.

                                            "We had a deal."

                                            >"Yes~"

                                            >She removes her gold band and positions her hoof again.

                                            >"I appreciate the cleaning service for my shoe, but I said 'hoof' not 'shoe'."

                                            >She presses her hoof to your face.

                                            >Pride… is no longer a factor for your survival…

                                            *Drip* *Drip* *Drip*

                                            >Celestia leaks onto the carpet as your tongue laps at her hoof.

                                            >"Yesssss~"

                                            >Her hoof is soft, despite what you expected, and tastes earthy.

                                            >As you clean, a second taste fills your mouth.

                                            >It is a slight hint of white chocolate…

                                            >Did Celestia use this hoof to…

                                            >"Oh~"

                                            >The sun princess releases a throaty moan as you lick her sole.

                                            >You force the unpleasant realization out of your head and finish your bribe.

                                            >Celestia's hoof shines with your saliva as you draw away from it.

                                            >She pulls her hoof to her face, taking a deep breath to inhale the smell of your shattered pride.

                                            >She levitates her shoe over and slides her hoof back in.

                                            >It squelches softly from the coating of spit.

                                            >You wince and stand.

                                            >Celestia smirks at you, her satisfaction filling the air.

                                            >"Very well. I'll forget Luna's slip-up."

                                            >Her horn glows as she concentrates for a few moments.

                                            >"There. All done!"

                                            >…

                                            >She made you lick her hoof for something that took literally two seconds of effort.

                                            >Words cannot express the rage you feel.

                                            >She tasks you.

                                            >She tasks you, and you shall have her.

                                            >You hide your anger from the world as Celestia trots away, tail lifting to the side.

                                            >Sunlight streams through the windows.

                                            >It's officially morning.

                                            >You stand at Luna's door, unsure of what to do or where to go.

                                            >A black p0ny approaches you from the other end of the hall, opposite the direction Celestia headed.

                                            >When he sees you he tilts his head to the side.

                                            >You don't care, what could he do to you that Celestia hasn't?

                                            >Your stomach grumbles right as the black stallion turns to leave.

                                            >He lets out a hearty laugh upon hearing the sound.

                                            >"Hungry, eh? Well then, let's go get something to eat!"

                                            >You ponder the situation silently before you speak.

                                            "I don't think I should leave. I'm supposed to be Princess Luna's personal guard."

                                            >"Oh, don't worry about that. Your armor will let you know if the princess needs help."

                                            >He trots up to you and taps your leg, studying the surface of your armor.

                                            >"Damn good spell, if I do say so myself! Even *I* didn't know it would work on a non-p0ny."

                                            >The stallion strikes a pose, speaking with pride.

                                            "Who are you?"

                                            >You inspect the p0ny in front of you.

                                            >He is a black, fairly large unicorn with some kind of machine for a cutie mark.

                                            >"Name's Ex."

                                            >You raise an eyebrow.

                                            "'Ex'? That seems a bit… contrived."

                                            >Ex purses his lips.

                                            >"Hmm. Well, I didn't get to pick my name, so buck off."

                                            >You chuckle at the stallion's frustration.

                                            >Seeing you laugh mellows Ex.

                                            >"Come on, I'll show you the mess hall."

                                            >Ex begins to walk away and motions for you to follow.

                                            >You take one final glance at the blue and silver doors.

                                            >What could happen?

                                            >With that, you follow your new friend in a quest for food.