FOE: World Of Pain
Chapter 1:From one hell hole to another
The first thing I saw was a white light so bright it rivaled the sun. All I could do was try to cover my eyes, only to find my hooves restrained by what felt like thick leather straps. Struggling only made them cut into my legs. All I could hear was what sounded like a younger mare and a grizzled stallion speaking above me.
“Sir, subject is awake. What should be our action? Should we administer more sedatives?”
“Na don't waste it on ‘em. Scum like him deserves pain for the death and destruction they've caused us. Remember Luna's school? They never showed mercy towards young files, so why should we?”
The next few hours, I felt the worst white hot blinding pain anyone could ever experience. For my entire life, the first thing I could remember was screaming from the piercing pain in my back, which slowly snaked its way to the back of my skull. Then the world was filled with pain. All I could remember before the white void was muttering, “I can’t remember my name…...
"Why can’t I remember my name!"”
The light was blinding.
“Sir, procedure was a complete success! the body has accepted the new limbs, and natural feather growth should start within forty-eight hours, but also it appears that there may have been some slight memory loss.”
“Ah buck it. Doesn't really matter if he lives, we just needed to be sure that such an operation is possible. Anyways pod ‘em up and for CELESTIAS SAKE! Throw something different in his head, that zebra crap he’s talking is giving me a headache!!”
“How about some southern coltish, sir?”
“Heh, that ah girl. Lernin from the best, eh Sprinkles?”
A sigh, “Only the best sir.”
“Now get this sputtering idiot under the table and into a pod. I don't want it to forget how to breath or have him slobbering on the floor like the animal he is.”
“Yes, sir.”
After a few moments of silence and the sound of a door slamming, the mare’s voice returned. The next few words…I would remember for the rest of my life, “Your name is Red Stripe. I’m sorry for what we've done to you.”
After a few moments, I heard her whisper “I’m so sorry, Celestia please forgive me.”
After feeling a small shock of magic, the world burst into darkness. With the sound of a young mare crying, I drifted into a deep sleep.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
War, war never changes. Two hundred years ago, the world was a safer place graced by the ruling of two Princesses that kept us safe in a world filled with love and trust. That time is long gone. The once proud warring countries cast into a hellhole filled to brim with death and misery. It’s a life that no one wants, but they’re forced to live in. It isn't our decision. That was made long ago by those who are too long dead to see the pain they caused.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~Days became weeks and weeks became years. Slowly, the world outside the tube started to mold and die. With its inhabitant unaware of the horrors that occurred on a daily basis; the killing and maiming of generations to come. So is the way of the equestrian wasteland. The way of a dying world...
I awoke in a groggy state, only to find myself unable to breathe normally. To say I was frightened at first it would be a lie, I was in full panic mode. After flailing about for what seemed to me like forever with no progress to speak of, I somehow calmed myself enough to finally take note (ok if you consider a mild panic calm, then it was definitely a vast improvement) of my surroundings.
From what I could see through the... wait, was this slime or water? After waving my legs around a little in the substance it was clear that it was water. Really, really old and murky water.
From what I could make out through the water, I was floating in what appeared to be a cylinder filled with green slimy water surrounded by tubes connecting to a full face mask. That was when the memories of my last waking moment came flooding back to me, the lights, pain and the crying of a mare.
"Aph Haph ... G... .Uta.. Og Herph!!" I really meant to say, “I have to get out of here!” but still, I worked with what I had.
After flailing around some more and cursing to myself, I felt the air to my mask start to lose pressure. Rather than drown in some tube filled with water, not knowing where I was, I started slamming my limbs against the walls around me.
It was just then that I felt a rubbery round circle pressing against my hind leg. Rearing up with the last of my energy, I kicked it as hard as I could just before the darkness that had started to form around my eyes overtook me. Suddenly, the door to the tube jolted open slightly. It was just enough for the greenish water to start leaking out but the door stuck before getting half way open.
Out of nowhere, the air was filled with a crackled computerized warning repeating, "Warning: pod six has just experienced a major door malfunction. Please stay calm until proper personal arrive. Have a nice day."
"Repair-units four and ten. Pod personnel, report to pod bay four stasis bay six. Message Repeats. Repair-units fou-"
"Dammit Hammer! What the fuck did you touch?! Raiders are going to be all over us! Where the fuck did you say that dam prewar tech was?"
"Blade, calm da fuck down! It’s supposed to be in the next room!!"
"Ya hear that sound?"
"Hammer, smash that dam tube over there open, ah think something’s in it."
"Ya, sure, that’s’ a great idea blade, remember wh-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP! FOR THE LAST TIME OPEN THAT DAM THING!!"
"Sheesh, alright."
The next thing I remembered before the tube in front of me exploded was being showered in glass. I could feel a stinging pain wash over my face and chest. And the bright light that followed blinded me. I tumbled out of the tube and slammed my muzzle into the steel floor.
“Well, well, well, would ya look at what we have here? A good to Goddess tube pony and ah zebra at that."
"Blade, ya ever see a zebra with a wings before?"
"Nah never, bet he'll fetch a good price over there in Appleloosa for one as odd as him. Well, guess this trip wassent shit anyways, bag and tag that merchandise. Hammer, we have to keep moving."
I could only get out a few words before hammer lived up to his name. "What the hell is going on here?!"