Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum

by SirPotato


Insanity

The Mare-Do-Well character is based off the character from the fanfic ‘Waking Nightmares’, written by KnightMysterio. Moonbow Peek is an OC made by nightelf37. Mitta is an OC in a fan game by Donitz. If you really don’t care about this, then continue on. If you are not a brony, then leave this page immediately and forget you ever looked at it. Otherwise, continue!


Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Insanity


Mitta slowly came to. Her vision was swimming and she was having trouble remembering what happened.

A pink blob came up to her and said, “Poor Dr Heart. Still, you know how much I hate squealers.”

Mitta blinked. The pink blob had solidified into a pink, lunatic unicorn, who was grinning down at her. “Speaking of squealers…”

Everything came back to her. Dr Heart… oh no…

Pinkamena walked over to a brown earth pony with an orange mane and tail and a Cutie Mark of a screw underneath a circle with a cross through it. He wore a sophisticated suit and a badge on his breast pocket that read, ‘Warden Point’.

Pinkamena ripped off the tape that held his mouth shut and then picked up a staff. Then she smashed the front of the staff into Point’s stomach.

Point gave a cry of pain. “Somepony help me!”

After that, Pinkamena swung her staff at Point’s head. She knocked off the precious ruby that adorned the staff in the process.

Pinkamena went up to Mitta again. “That old looney actually thinks he runs this place! Talk about crazy!” She looked at her thugs. “Well Mares, places to go! Get her, colts!”

At this, a stallion, two mares (one of which was holding a stun baton) and Jeff, telekinetically holding his knife. Before she left, Pinkamena called out, “If she gets up, knock her down but not too rough. I need her at the party.”

Mitta quickly scanned her opponents, then flipped back up, landing expertly on her hooves. The mares and the stallion jumped back, alarmed. Jeff held his place, a cruel smirk on his face. The moment Mitta touched the ground, he swung his knife at her, trying to cut her into ribbons.

Mitta rolled to the side and attacked the stallion by punching his face. A mare tried to buck Mitta, but she flipped over the mare and then delivered a buck herself. The mare flew off and hit the ground.

Jeff walked forward to make his move again. Seeing this, Mitta grabbed her cape and hit him across the face with it. He stumbled back, stunned and vulnerable, allowing Mitta to give him an uppercut. He hit the ground and Mitta jumped over to him, wanting to finish him off quickly. Jeff, however, saw her coming and rolled out of the way. He swung the knife again, so Mitta ducked and blasted him with magic, knocking him back.

The mare with the stun baton came forward, prompting Mitta to jump over the mare, then buck her from behind, knocking her down. The stallion tried to hit Mitta, so she knocked his hoof out of the way and blasted him with magic.

Jeff swung his knife again. Mitta jumped back with every swing, then grabbed the knife telekinetically, struggling with Jeff momentarily, and then she punched his face, knocking him down again. The mare with the stun baton had come forward again. Mitta pulled out her claw and pulled the mare towards her. The mare stumbled, prompting Mitta to dash up and punch her.

Mitta grabbed another mare and picked her up. She located an opponent and threw the inmate at the opponent; which was Jeff the Killer. He was knocked down again. The mare with the stun baton came forward and tried to jab her with the baton. Mitta dodged it and blasted the mare with magic, sending her backwards and knocking her out cold.

The stallion came to buck her, but was met with Mitta’s front hoof. He fell backwards and hit the ground, unconscious. The mare got hit by a thrower and fell down, defeated. Jeff swung his knife again and tried to slice open Mitta’s throat. Mitta ducked and blasted Jeff again. He fell over backwards. He got back on his hooves quickly and lost his temper completely and threw the knife at Mitta.

She dodged and threw a thrower at Jeff, knocking him down for the last time.

Mitta looked around at the unconscious minions. Then she went over to the spot where the safe exploded. Dr Heart’s body was nowhere to be seen. Mitta could only assume that it had been blown into pieces.

She activated her radio. “Moonbow. Dr Heart is dead. Have you figured out a way past these security gates? Before she died, she told me that there’s a production plant hidden within the gardens.”

“The WingTech security protocols seem to be hack-proof.” Moonbow responded. “Touch Typist did a good job. It’s a two-part biometric sequence apparently generated by the Warden, using a code sequencer.”

“And destroyed in the safe explosion by Pinkamena.” Mitta added. “She has the Warden, and he’s the only chance we have of getting past these gates.”

“Okay. Good luck.”

Mitta turned off her headset and activated her lenses. She wanted to isolate a forensic trail to track down the Warden with. Immediately, her attention turned towards the cane that Pinkamena used to hit Point. As she suspected, the ruby had some of Point’s DNA on it. She scanned it.

The DNA quickly revealed a trail that lead out the door and beyond. Mitta followed it out the door and into the corridor outside it. As she walked out, she came across a present of some sorts. Frowning, Mitta opened it.

Inside the box was a tray of bloody cupcakes.

Mitta put the lid back on, feeling nauseous.

Going through the door, Mitta did a quick scan of the room. Her lenses quickly detected three inmates with guns. Mitta quickly grappled up to the higher level.

“Any sign of her yet?” Somepony asked through one of the thug’s radios.

“Geez, what’re you doin’? Tryin’ to get me beat up?” The receiver asked, annoyed.

“Shut up over there!” A mare yelled.

“We’re in the tunnel.” The radio thug said. “Waiting for the Mare. Pinkamena just came through… Why’s she got the old man with her?”

“I dunno, maybe she likes old ponies!” The receiving stallion snarled. “Stop yakking, you’ll ruin everything!”

“Alright, alright! Calm down!”

“Tell him to shut it, now!” The mare barked.

“You heard that, right?” The receiver asked.

“Yeah, yeah.” The radio thug grumbled. “You know where to find me. Later.”

As he hung up, the mare hissed, “Idiot.”

Mitta grappled over to the back of the room where the exit was. Then she jumped down, quietly, then crept behind the closest thug. They all seemed to be focusing on the other end of the room, so suffocating the thug into unconsciousness was fairly easy.

Mitta crept up behind the next thug and did the exact same thing, lowering the body to the ground silently. Then she crept up behind the last thug and simply smashed his head into the pillar he was hiding behind. The room cleared, Mitta walked out the door.

As she walked down the stairs, she heard Warden Point over the intercom. “Let me go, you crazy bitch!”

“Uh uh uh!” Pinkamena tutted. “Sharpie used a bad word. Mama spank!” This was accompanied by a sound of a solid object hitting somepony and a cry of pain and fear. “C’mon Mares, you gonna join the party already? I left a trail so that you could easily follow!”

Mitta strode out the door.

The first thing she noticed was that a dead guard was hanging by a rope that was attached to a lamp. Angry, she cut the rope with a thrower. The guard deserved to be left in a more dignified position than that.

As Mitta walked along, she heard the Warden’s voice come out through the P.A. “As of ten minutes ago, I have made it illegal to walk on the floor of any part of the asylum. Anypony caught doing so will be… oh, this is stupid…” An electric sound was heard, closely followed by a cry of pain. “Anypony caught will have their legs removed and perform magic tricks for Empress Pinkamena. There, I did it, I-” Another sound came out, followed by another cry of pain.

“You’re doing great Sharpie.” Pinkamena giggled. “Ready for more?”

With her lenses on, Mitta followed the trail of DNA. She came across the forest and found that there were some thugs on the path ahead. She quickly hid behind a tree.

“This is the last path.” A mare said. “The Mare’s not getting through here.”

“But if Atmos was so interested in slowing down Mare-Do-Well, why did he open up access to this path in the first place?” A stallion asked.

“Questioning the boss again?” The mare accused. “You’ve done nothing but whine since we got busted out.”

“Yeah, Atmos sends his marefriend down here-” Another stallion began.

“Actually,” The first stallion said. “They were never together. Atmos isn’t interested in mares.”

“Shut up. If Atmos tells us to guard the path, we guard the path. Atmos tells us to kill the Mare, we kill the Mare.”

“Atmos told me to kill my sister once.” The mare piped up.

“Did you do it?” The first stallion asked.

“Heck yeah! Never liked the bitch anyway.”

“You’re cold, girl.” The second stallion muttered. “Funny thing. I once worked in Pinkamena’s group and she told me to do the exact same thing. I told her I ain’t even have a sister. She just kept telling me to do it. So I brought a gun from Al Capow and shot down the first bitch I saw. Pinks seemed pretty happy.”

“Atmos once told me to kill my mother.” Another mare piped up.

“NOPONY CARES.” The other three pointed out.

The mare hung her head in sadness.

Mitta got out her throwers and threw three down below. This alerted the others to Mitta’s position, so she glided down and kicked one in the face.

A Factory Worker tried to punch her in the face, so she flipped him over and punched his face. She then bucked another thug that had come up from behind. The third got hit by a thrower as he got back up and the first had his punch countered.

Mitta picked up the second and threw her into the sixth, knocking them both down. The fourth and fifth went in together and Mitta smashed their heads together. The first got back up, so Mitta jumped in and blasted him with magic,
knocking him out.

The sixth tried to punch Mitta, so she flipped him over and broke his foreleg. She threw a thrower at the second,
sending her down and then Mitta bucked the fifth in the face, sending him flying. The third tried to buck her, so she
flipped him over and gave him a buck of her own. The fourth tried to hit Mitta again, so Mitta smashed her face in, sending her down.

Mitta continued on her way, following the DNA trails.

When she exited the forest, she saw a group of thugs near the entrance to the Penitentiary and one on the lookout tower. Deciding to go after the one on the tower first, Mitta waited for him to look away and then grappled up to it. His back was turned, so he didn’t notice Mitta climb up from behind and then suffocate him into unconsciousness.

With him out of the way, Mitta went over to the thugs near the door, where they were beating a poor doctor. Mitta quickly got engaged in the fight, knocking out all the thugs and helping the doctor up. She quickly thanked her and went over to a fallen guard. She checked him and sighed in relief.

“Thank Luna you got here in time. The guard wouldn’t have lasted much longer.”

“Will he be okay?” Mitta asked.

“In a while, yes. I tried to help him, but the thugs overpowered us.”

“Move him away from here as soon as you can. Head to the medical center.” Mitta ordered. “It’s the safest place on the island.”

“Okay. I’ll go as soon as he’s able to stand.”

Mitta entered the building. She immediately saw three thugs standing around a guard’s corpse.

“Is he dead?” A mare asked.

“Think so.” A stallion grunted.

“When did he die?”

“Probably when you shot him.”

“That’ll do it. You hungry?”

“Starved.”

Mitta walked up behind one of the three thugs. She quickly grabbed the gun out of her hooves and then smashed the butt of it into the thug’s face. She went down immediately. Mitta then knocked down another thug and bucked the other.

The fight didn’t last five seconds.

The most convenient route to the inside of the building was blocked by bars, so Mitta had to go in via the back way. Following the white line, Mitta came up to a door that had to scan her in order for Mitta to go in.

Once Mitta got into the hallway, she heard a rabble, a large amount of noise. Right now, she couldn’t tell what it was, but she had a pretty good idea. She came up to another door and waited for it to open. Once it did, Mitta was greeted by cages full of lunatics.

These ponies were those who could not be cured. They acted like snarling beasts, laughing psychopaths and some even crawled into balls and sat in the corners. They had been reduced to this by horrible events, some of which were even caused by the infamous Supervillains.

Mitta turned on her lenses and followed the DNA trail, trying to ignore the screams of the crazy monsters that were inside the cages. Eventually, she came to another door which, when it opened, lead to the Supervillain section.

In this part of the building, some of Mitta’s most feared adversaries were locked up. Mitta turned on her lenses, looking around. In one cell was a serial killer that went by the name of Serpent. He was currently sleeping or lying down.

In another was another murderer, who was known as Bonecracker. He was sitting bolt upright, as if he heard something. There were two villains in separate cells known as Alto and Tenor, whose crimes and weapons revolved around music. The one that used to hold Acid Rain was empty.

The one in the center held somepony who was different…

“Mare-Do-Well!” A desperate, male voice sounded from within the cell. “Please, stop! You have to help my children!”

A dark green pony with poison green eyes went over to the glass around his cell. His hooves had a greenish tinge to them. His Cutie Mark was a tree. The thing that really stood him out though, was the fact that leaves grew out from his head and rump in place of his mane and tail. From his sides and back grew three green vines that were currently writhing about as if they were in pain.

“I’m really not interested in a patch of grass, Flower Power.” Mitta said coldly.

“They’re in pain!” Power said angrily. “Crying out for help! Can’t you hear them?”

“Just stay where you are!” Mitta snapped. “Last thing I need is you running free.”

Power glared hatred at her, then slowly backed away into the center of his cell. “Stay where you are.” He muttered. “As if I can change that.” He looked sorrowful. “Poor children. I’ll save you. I won’t let them hurt you.”

Mitta went around his cell, ignoring him. As she waited for the door to open, she heard him say, “Everything will pay.”

Mitta entered a room with a circular tower in the middle of it. On the other side was a cell with a clear glass screen covering it. Inside the cell was what looked like Hook.

“Get me out of here!” He insisted as Mitta walked up to him. “It’s me, Hook! Get me out, I’m needed out there! I can help you!”

“Save it, Non-Form.” Mitta spat. “I don’t have time for you.”

‘Hook’ looked at Mitta, a sneer on his face now. Then, before Mitta’s very eyes, started to melt into a puddle, then reform into a grey Unicorn with grey eyes and a chemistry vial for a Cutie mark. He glared at her.

“So, you figured it out then?” He asked rhetorically, his voice a rasp. “Can’t say I blame you.”

“I’m surprised that you’re not helping Atmosphere.” Mitta remarked.

“I would if I could, but I’m afraid one needs a specific set of code to open my cell, and the guards aren’t as corrupt as they used to be.”

“So you’re stuck here?” Mitta asked.

“Apparently Pinkamena has the codes. And we both know that she won’t get me out.”

Mitta frowned. How did Pinkamena get the codes if the guard who had them was clear off the island?

That wasn’t important right now though, as Mitta had just heard the clear word of, “Help!”

It was in the voice of Warden Point and was coming from the top of the small tower.

Mitta ran to the stairs and entered the tower. However, as she did, she saw on the screen what was happening in the room she had just left. Pinkamena was skipping down the corridor, singing something that had the words ‘Rainbow Dash’ and ‘cupcakes’ in it.

When she reached Flower Power’s cell, Power ran up to the door and yelled, “Pinkamena! You have to help me!”

Completely unfazed by Power’s ramming to the door, Pinkamena asked, “Flowers? Gee, you look like crap. Maybe I can sneak you in some compost.” She giggled madly.

“The plants! Can’t you hear them? They’re crying out to me in agony!”

“Yeah?” Pinkamena asked. “Well, then it sucks to be you then, doesn’t it?”

“Please, let me out!” He begged. “They’ll die without me!”

Pinkamena pulled a sheet of paper out of nowhere. “I dunno Green. You’re not on my party list.” She threw the paper over her shoulder and said cheerfully, “Oh well!” She trotted off.

“PLEASE!” Power shouted.

Pinkamena stopped and seemed to think for a moment. Then she went back over to Power and said, “Do you promise to cause Mares as much inconvenience as possible?”

Power looked at her. “Yes, of course!”

Pinkamena thought for a moment, then shrugged. “Ah, what the heck. I’ll cut you a break.” With that, she went over to the lock and swiped a card over it.

The door opened and Power stepped out. He sighed, calming down a bit and even getting a smirk on his face. He looked around and said, “That feels so much better.” He trotted off, with Pinkamena looking after him and then after a while, following.

Mitta, who was watching the whole thing, swore.

The screen switched to Atmosphere, who was looking at the ordeal with great enjoyment. “Would you look at that? Those two really are quite friendly to each other. But that’s not important right now.” Atmosphere held up a remote with a button. “What’s important is your current position. What better place to have you than the place with your worst enemies?”

Atmosphere pressed the button. Then, the screen turned off.

Mitta was confused, as the button hadn’t done anything that she could see. Then, she was brought back to Equestria by Point saying, “Cut me free.”

Mitta got out a thrower and severed the ropes holding him. He sighed and sat down on all fours. “Atmosphere’s taken control of the security overrides. I have the sequence generator but without the terminal in my office, it’s useless.”

“Your terminal had been destroyed.” Mitta replied. “Give me the sequencer!”

Point blinked, not used to getting orders. “What? Oh, yes… of course.” He handed her a card that had the Moongate Asylum logo on it.

As Mitta scanned it into a device that looked like a walkie-talkie, he said bitterly. “It’s useless. Half the code won’t get you anywhere. We’re trapped in here.”

Mitta threw away the generator, done with it. Then she put down her Cryptographic Sequencer and said, “There’s always a way out. Always.”