I looked at the gray faces of the humans. The dull and misshapen smiles they produced when pet. The tricks they would play when offered a treat. They were truly animals; caged, tamed and sad animals. Although, what I saw some ponies do to them caused me to lash out.
I saw them bringing in a small child along, with the mother practically begging for her child back, although not peacefully. I could see the anguish clear across her face. The child was confusedly sad as well, wishing for her mother back. I was being 'escorted' to the pony's residence while I watched this happen. For precautionary reasons, chains bound my arms, while unicorns were on the lookout above, although that was probably not because of me.
"He's so tall!" The one known as Scootaloo said, while the one known as Sweetie simply beamed with pride. I gave a half interested glance, keeping my attention on the scene unfolding, slowly becoming something that would spark something in me.
"I know. He didn't look so big in that cage, but when he can stand up all the way..."
Sometimes one never truly feels angry until they feel it stab them in the chest. Like a sudden rush to the head and unlimited power follows. The child was slowly being forcefully pried from the mother's hands by that point. Ponies gawked at the sight, some even laughing as the human's were subjected to physical and mental harm. They were scared, lonely, and completely helpless. It utterly pissed me off.
They may not be the humans I know, but to see any cruelty like what I was watching made me crack down on my teeth, tighten my fists and stop moving immediately. Rarity turned stunned, tugging along on the chains bound to my hands, while I simply ignored her. She then finally turned her attention to the scene I was watching, slightly disgusted, but more so interested in my awareness of it. Then she heard the scream as the mother was beaten, leaving the child also weeping for her. The 'caretakers' were fed up by this point and resorted to intense violence, and they even hit the kid once, gaining my full undivided anger. I looked at my chains as I could feel my body heat up. They were being tugged again and again as the pony wished to leave the area.
"Please, come on!" She said, exhaustively.
My eyes bled crimson rage, beaming with scorching hot lividity. I could feel my fingertips bend and grasp the bounded chains. I could feel the liquid anger boiling inside. My body was going to explode if I didn't do something. I was angry to say the least. I was furious. I was done, and I decided then and there to take action, and I would deal with the consequences after. In a decisive rage-induced move I slowly began to put pressure on the chains. Every time I felt like it was hopeless I would look up to see the two being beaten and cruelly taunted. It would fuel my being. I continued to push the chains, delving into strength I didn't even know I had, and it kept coming, as every second the chains continued to creak gaining the ponies surrounding attention. Heavy metal chains were being broken apart. I didn't care for their stares though, I just continued getting angrier and angrier.
"Stop that!" Rarity yelled, moving closer, until she saw the look in my eyes. My eyebrows couldn't get more acute and my nose couldn't be more scrunched up. My teeth were all exposed, showing increased angry effort. With one more tear, one more thump, one more cry and one more taunt, the chains broke and I was free. I felt overwhelming strength and power. I felt invincible and at that moment I truly was.
The two children visually feared me as I stared down the handlers, who looked at me with slight fear. Metal chains went flying and what was left was me, dwarfing any pony, to watch in pure anger. I wanted to crush their skulls and as I moved closer to them, I could see they knew it too, screaming.
"Guards! This human, he's going to kill us!" One of them yelled as I continued to crush the ground in my wake. I saw the sticks they used to prod and attack the humans. Made of metal and glistened with gold; a fine ornament and that's all it was as I snatched it from one of them as they tried to hit me with it. His face drained as I slowly began to bend and crush the object in my grasp. My veins were visibly popping and my muscles flexed uncontrollably as I continued to walk and crush the pole. I couldn't think straight as ponies began to surround me and Rarity was yelling for me to stop, while having the two pony children huddled behind her.
It broke my heart, but it didn't break my mind in its induced rage. It screamed for me to follow through until I could feel pressure eminating on my legs. I could see a lavender aura surrounding me and slowly the pressure increased.
10lbs
20lbs
60lbs
100lbs
Every step was being amplified and I could feel my legs slightly shake, but yet the drive in my mind kept them going.
200lbs
400lbs
I wouldn't stop, and as adrenaline pumped through me I only got stronger. Anger was and is the strongest emotion. No matter what anyone says, its what gives humans the ability to accomplish the most difficult tasks, anger, regret and jealousy.
It fueled my essence and the pressure only increased while a new pony had appeared.
"Twilight! He's out of control!" Rarity screamed. Twilight had sprung into action, with her aura similar to her unicorn body's color, pushing me down. Guards slowly began to assist and I could continue to feel the pressure increase and if I wasn't mad, angry, enraged in fact, I would have collapsed.
I was at almost 500lbs as guards began surrounding me, but that purple pony was the majority of it. The guards added some, but mostly used their powers of magic and telepathy to haggle spears in front of my path.
The humans were in total amazement as well as all of the ponies as I continued to walk towards the abused. The one known as Twilight, however was getting more annoyed by the second. Then came action.
One spear struck my stomach, lodging itself deep and the pain can't even be named. Of course it was only momentary as adrenaline overtook it, but the best name and description would have to be unending liquid burns in the stomach area; and not just small ones too, but like someone was pouring hot oil on your stomach.
Then the weight increased and I dropped to one knee. The spear was lodged in and all faces turned white except for the attackers. They thought of me as dead as my head went down, until I felt my heartbeat. I was so close to death as another spear struck my body in the shoulder. It was so weak, yet still enduring and I knew I wouldn't die there. I would prevail no matter the cost. I felt anger for everything in my life; every little bit of hate, abuse, embarrassment, blame, accusation and let downs. Every bit of action, loss and rage flowed into my body.
Bullies in middle school; letdowns in high school; my heart being crushed over and over again. The yelling and name calling. The underestimations. The back talking, blaming and criticizing. The people I love disappearing and never being able to anything.
Everyone looked on as I clenched my fist and tears broke down from my face with unwavering determination. I slowly began to scream at the top of my lungs, not only catching the guards off their balance, but also gaining me the energy and power I needed. I ripped the spears out of my stomach and right shoulder with the most haste possible. Blood ran out, but I didn't care. I was angry and nothing could stop me. The weight disappeared as it increased and I stood up to my full height, unhindered by the increasing magical pressure.
The ponies were awed and even scared as I slowly began walking, the ground cracking under my pressured weight, to the two humans. I slowly brought my knee down to stare into their eyes and they could understand my purpose. I looked at their chains and bondage, and with my anger-fueled power I broke them like mine. I watched their eyes travel up and down until I pointed outside of the town. They understood and the mother and daughter began to run away as fast as they could to the distance.
However, the ponies didn't give up as they tried to form a blockade and catch the humans; they tried at least, until I screamed again and began running to the ponies gaining their full undivided attention. I swung my arms in flurries, blood splattering everywhere. I didn't stop. I couldn't.
A part of me hated to die, but I knew I had done something noble at least before my death. I had saved a family, and that was enough for me. I charged the ponies and punched like never before, breaking bones and shattering ribs. Blasts of magic pierced my skin and sent howls of pain, but I didn't stop and Rarity was even attacking me now. I didn't stop though, because the two were still within ponies reach. I gave occasional glances to see their progress and to know when I could finally rest.
Blood splattered from my mouth, taking refuge on the cracked cobblestone ground. They were still within range. I sucked it up and charged the purple unicorn this time adding a squeal and scream from Rarity.
"Twilight! Watch out!" She yelled as I met face to face with the pony who shrunk in fear. I brought back my pumped up fists and with blood soaking them they made their way to the unicorn. Her face was that of utter fear as the objects of doom made their way to her small body. I could see from the corner of my eyes they were at the forest's edge and the mother had turned back, and I can only assume she had given me a smile and thanks.
That's when something similar to a car crashed into my sides and even I couldn't stop it. I was sent spiralling into a nearby building, embedding myself into the wall as a furious looking hybrid made her presence known. From my guess I stifled she was royalty from the bows, respect, and the authority in the air, I guessed she, held. I coughed up blood and my heart subsided and quiet thumps were what coursed through my beaten body.
Holes were plastered from the spear strikes. Burns from the magical strikes made their marks known. Finally, the practical car crash of an attack I just suffered was what had occupied my entire left side with an unending burn mark. I slowly began to wheeze as my eyes blurred.
The pony was inspecting Twilight, caressing her as a mother. In a situation where I could possibly live, I would care that I almost killed royalty, but my body simply wanted peace.
Darkness began to fade in as the pony finally stifled another furious glance at me. I wondered what death would be like at that moment. Would it be a void or a true hell and heaven, and if the latter, where would I be going?