[Anonfilly] All in one


                                            >You are Anon

                                            >And you are a filly

                                            >And you are Anonfilly

                                            >And you don't know who you are anymore

                                            >Sure you're a little green earth pony who responds to being called Anon

                                            >But there are just so many memories, you don't even know which truly is yours

                                            >Many of them are conflicting even

                                            >Some you remember yourself being 40 years old

                                            >In others you're as low as 15

                                            >You just-

                                            >"Anon, lunch is ready! Come eat."

                                            >And there's your only semblance of normality

                                            >As much of a normal thing as a Purple horse can be

                                            >Your body starts moving on its own as you make your way to the dining room

                                            >You have no idea what controls it, but it does whatever one of your many memories desires

                                            >It's never the same but its rarely (You)

                                            >Wait, stop

                                            >…

                                            >Oh hey, you managed to stop again, heh

                                            >And now it's back to moving by itself

                                            >It's one of the few things you fond to do for fun

                                            >But you have no idea what's going on

                                            >"There you are, thought I'd need to go get you again"

                                            >You hear her speak, but you don't respond as your body keeps staring at your hooves

                                            >"Is everything okay?"

                                            "Fuck you purple, REEEE-"

                                            >Immediately one hoof covers your mouth and another slaps the side of your face hard

                                            >All the while, one of your backhooves settles onto a sitting position and the other tries to lay down, making so you drop on your side

                                            >It's almost like it can't decide on what to do

                                            >You cower under your hooves while waiting for whatever punishment Twilight may give you

                                            >But like all other times nothing comes

                                            >Lowering your legs you see Twilight sitting by your side

                                            >You re not even trying to hide your crying anymore

                                            >"Oh Anon, what will I ever do with you"

                                            >You get up and hug her, laying your head on her purple chest fluff

                                            >It always manages to calm you down

                                            >In turn she lays a hoof on your back and begins stroking gently

                                            >"Shh, its alright, I'm here, I'm here…"

                                            >But as her wings comes to complete the hug, something deep from yourself forces you to push her away

                                            >Not missing a beat your body also bolts for the door

                                            >It's not long until you start slowing

                                            >Part wanting to get back to the hug, part wanting to get away from the 'monster'

                                            >Memories of Twilight being nice

                                            >Memories of her doing extremely evil things to you

                                            >And all of them conflicting together once more

                                            >And the fight for control begins anew

                                            >You're now slowly walking towards the door as a heavy weight drops on top of you

                                            >Not able to lift it you drop to the ground and start sobbing again

                                            >"There, I got her Twilight, she wont hit herself this time"

                                            >Something in you tries to move each hoof randomly

                                            >But the thing on top of you also got them pinned

                                            >'Rape'

                                            >Apparently some parts of your brain understood it immediately

                                            >Some others took a while longer

                                            >What are these feelings…?

                                            >What do they all mean?

                                            >After some time all of them, for once, agreed that it was time to cry

                                            >"Hey, don't cry, its for the best Anon, I swear"

                                            >"Thanks Starlight, I'm not sure if that really helps though"

                                            >"Just be quick, she seems to be hurting again"

                                            >"As long she can't hit herself again like she keeps doing"

                                            >"Don't worry, see? I got her down"

                                            "WAAAHH"

                                            >You totally aren't crying like a baby

                                            >What is happening to you?

                                            >"Just hold still Anon, this will be quick"

                                            >And Twilight began slowly shortening the distance from her brightly lit horn to your forehead

                                            >You just stared at it, scared

                                            >Not like you could've moved away

                                            >Seems like they will put you to sleep until tomorrow again

                                            >Like all the other times

                                            >Closing your eyes, a weird but familiar feeling courses through your body

                                            >It's not like you wanted to live a normal life anyway

                                            >The constant fight for your own body, while staying awake for a hour tops

                                            >Why are you even….

                                            >You're still thinking?

                                            >You're awake?

                                            >Opening an eye, you come face to face with Twilight

                                            >"Hey there, how are you feeling today?"

                                            >You try moving a hoof

                                            >And it responds by scooting a little forwards

                                            >You didn't even notice the weight being lifted from you

                                            >Wait, your hoof…

                                            >IT RESPONDED

                                            >You also doesn't feel the constant fighting for control, like all the other times you woke up

                                            >You've assumed direct control for once

                                            >And you're so happy

                                            >You jump up and hug Twilight

                                            >You're so happy you're crying with joy

                                            >"I'm so sorry.."

                                            >You hear Twilight whisper, tears of her own falling on your back before a wing envelops you

                                            >"We really need to fix this sooner than later, should I call the girls again?"

                                            >"Yes, please do that, don't worry about Spike, I'll get him later Starlight"

                                            >"As you wish"

                                            >As the clip clop of hooves make way to the door you feel a soft nuzzling

                                            >You can't help but feel safe for once

                                            >"I'm so sorry Anon, I promise you that we will get this sorted soon"

                                            >It's then that you feel another touch on your head

                                            >"But just to be sure…"

                                            >And you're out like a candle


                                            >You wake up panicking

                                            >Not again, please you don't want to go back to the fighting

                                            >You're immediately get on a defending position on all fours

                                            >And looks like you interrupted something as 8 pairs of eyes are right on you

                                            >"See, it was a short one just so she couldn't flee again"

                                            >"The others will still wake up by tomorrow though, right?"

                                            >"Yea Applejack, I can't simply kill all the other personalities, it's not right"

                                            >"But can't you, like, just make a bunch of fake bodies and put them there?"

                                            >"Rainbow Dash! How would you feel if you were suddenly put in another body that isn't yours?"

                                            >"Eh, as long I was still just as awesome and could fly, I don't see the problem"

                                            >"Are you sure darling? I still remember how painful it was for you to take care of Fluttershy's animals, and that was just the cutie mark"

                                            >"I-I can deal with it, I-I'm awesome like that, right Pinkie?"

                                            >"I dunno, that was kind of a big deal for me…"

                                            >"Me too, ooh I can still remember how painful it was to try to make all those ponies laugh…"

                                            >You finally decide to turn off their talking

                                            >You're you, there's no fighting and you're still on control

                                            >Yet you're frozen still

                                            >What s going on?

                                            >Spike notices you start to panic and moves to your side

                                            >"Don't worry, it's just a safety spell so you wouldn't hit yourself when you woke up again"

                                            >You relax a bit at that, though still paralysed

                                            >"Also it should be fading our soon, how are you feeling?"

                                            >Oh, can you even talk?

                                            "Fine…I think?"

                                            >Oh, you can, nice

                                            >"Good, don't worry, they will find what's wrong with you and fix it in no time"

                                            >Then Spike turned around, trying to hide something

                                            >"…Just like the other hundreds attempts from before"

                                            "What was that?"

                                            >"Nothing nothing"

                                            >You hope you didn't hear what you think you did

                                            >But before you could ask he had already rushed to Twilight and was pulling her wing to get her attention again

                                            >"Oh, right, sorry Anon, we were just discussing, um, what's best to try today, yes that"

                                            >"What do you girls think about-"

                                            "BENIS"

                                            >You cover your mouth as quick as you can

                                            >Deep inside you may be laughing, but you actually feel more ashamed than giddy at that

                                            >Everyone lets out a groan as Starlight comes closer to the table

                                            >"Well, looks like a second one already woke up"

                                            >"So much for having an one on one chat"

                                            >"Cant you just extend their sleep?"

                                            >"Its not like that Rarity, I can't just pick a single of them to stay awake"

                                            >A very angry Rainbow Dash then flew right at your face and booped you before saying:

                                            >"Then put every one of them for a week long sleep or so, putting them out for a day hasn't helped at all"

                                            >"But how will I know that I did not overload her brain with magic? I could damage her permanently"

                                            >"Ah guess ya just gonna have to trust yourself this time Twi"

                                            >"This is no better than killing all but one Applejack"

                                            >"Ah mean, it still doesn't feel right, but it could help in the long run, and you wouldn't be downright killing them"

                                            >Slowly Twilight turned and made her way to the table

                                            >Gone was the calming face that you liked

                                            >Now it was like you were a mere insect looking to a almighty giant

                                            >Unable to do anything but wait as she looked down at your paralysed form

                                            >Not saying a word a magic lance shot from her horn straight at you

                                            >Being magically trapped meant that you had no way of dodging

                                            >It still managed to knock you out of the map table

                                            >The same buzzing from before met you once again, as darkness overrode your vision


                                            >You wake up not feeling anything

                                            >No matter how much you try to do anything your body doesn't answer

                                            >Yet you can hear a faint beep outside

                                            >There are many continuous noises, but it only beeps on top of you

                                            >It doesn't take long, as seconds later you can hear something tapping on glass just in front of you

                                            >Not able to move or do anything, you just decide take a long deep breath

                                            >Some more time pass, before you notice the liquid all around yourself start to flush

                                            >As the liquid pass below your hooves you feel your eyes be forced open by some magical force

                                            >In front of you is Twilight, and all around you there are an uncountable amount of green fillies in pods

                                            >Probably just like the one you were in

                                            >"If you understand me please look at my hoof"

                                            >She then proceeded to raise her hoof

                                            >Slowly you force your eye to it

                                            >It's so slow to move and focus...like you have no reflexes anymore

                                            >She moves her hoof right to left and left to right

                                            >But you can't hope to keep up with it, yet you attempt to

                                            >With a painful look she turns around and lets go of your eye

                                            >The lid just closes as she releases it, not being able to keep it open yourself

                                            >You can feel the pain on her voice as she starts documenting something

                                            >"Day 9, notes of filly #488"

                                            >She levitates your hoof and try to see your reactions

                                            >"She's alive but apparently only with basic operating functions, no limb control, maybe can be magically rewired"

                                            >You hear tapping on the pod you had just been

                                            >"Report shows that internal organs seem fine and breathing is normal, but they're fragile and can fail at any time"

                                            >You can feel her taking another look at you

                                            >"Her estimated chance of survivability over the week is…"

                                            >You don't want to die…

                                            >You eyes start watering on their own from the time she's taking to finish that last part of the note

                                            >You dont want to die…

                                            >You feel a hoof lightly touch your ribcage

                                            >"…her c-chance of survivability is…"

                                            >It's warm…

                                            >You can't think on anything but the warmth holding you now

                                            >Washing away the coldness you've been feeling all around

                                            >Like a torch in the middle of the freezing snow

                                            >*sigh* "…it's enough"

                                            >With that you're carried on her back somewhere else


                                            >She doesn't walk for long as you're carried to another table

                                            >You may still be on the same room but you already miss her warmth as she releases you

                                            >With another deep sight she starts doing some kind of procedure

                                            >Or she at least tries to, your sides are wet and more droplets keep falling in pairs

                                            >"Why am I even trying anymore, I-I can't see another one…I-I'm sorry"

                                            >You hear something metallic hit the table by your side

                                            >Twilight is rushing past the door, now openly crying

                                            >You just stand there

                                            >Unmoving

                                            >Alone

                                            >But alive

                                            >Minutes, hours goes past

                                            >Your sides are hurting a bit, but you can't move to alleviate it

                                            >So you just wait for someone to get back

                                            >It's some time until you hear the door creaking open once again

                                            >And in comes not the normal hoofsteps you'd expect

                                            >But much heavier ones from a much larger creature

                                            >You can almost feel it's overpowering magic from far away as it enters the room, closing the door behind itself

                                            >And you start to get scared as it decides to come closer

                                            >When it gets beside the table its almost like you're face to face with the sun itself

                                            >You feel like nothing as it just stands there

                                            >But then some magic starts meddling inside you

                                            >Feeling like it was distorting itself to mold and change your body in some areas

                                            >But just as it began, it left you

                                            >Then the presence itself disappeared

                                            >Confused, you lay there as the door opens again and somepony else enters

                                            >Light steps, almost like it didn't wanted to be here

                                            >”Anon, please talk to me, do anything, I cant bear this anymore”

                                            >"I don't want to see you suffer, not again"

                                            >The pain in her voice filled you with sorrow, and you once again tried to move yourself

                                            >All seemed to be pointless just like last time

                                            >”Get them to sleep for a week, they said”

                                            >You keep trying to move as she speaks

                                            >”It will be for the best, they said”

                                            >The way she's speaking almost gives you urgency on trying to move one of your incredibly heavy legs

                                            >Wait, heavy?

                                            >”Well, it's been too long and at least no filly is going to suffer because of me, not anymore!”

                                            >"Hear this? You are all free, no need to suffer in vats because of me I...I....I'm so sorry!"

                                            >You feel a pinch as something is forcefully pushed in your plot

                                            >And almost at the same time you manage to make your front leg twitch

                                            >”Anon!” – she shouts, removing the thing from your backside and dropping it

                                            >The same metalic sound from before rings beside you again

                                            >”Oh Anon, I can't believe- wait“

                                            >Quickly she lifts your eyelid and asks you to follow her hoof again

                                            >You manage to do it much easier now

                                            >When she releases it you can even slow down its descent this time

                                            >As it closes you uncounciously focus on the object in front of you

                                            >It was a syringe with something inside

                                            >Was…was it the kind that took animals out of their misery?

                                            >Slowly but surely you start to curl up

                                            >Twilight mistakes it for you being cold, and levitates you towards her

                                            >”Its fine, you'll get better”

                                            >She holds you against her fluff like she used to weeks ago

                                            >”Everything will be just fine, my little ray of Sunshine…”

                                            >She then started writing more notes of this filly

                                            >Finally something had worked

                                            >And maybe, just maybe, she could still find a way save all the still sleeping fillies