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// Levitate 
// Story: Trench 
// by Dashie04 
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I wake up in a jail cell. The idiots must’ve tranquilized me, I guess Ocin has some form of morality still left, it was better than dying.

A small crust of bread and water sit in front of me. I eat them to attempt to think of a new plan to break out of here. Believe it or not, I have never been to a jail cell. I usually escape before I’m tossed in the clink. The best news about being stuck here was that the jail was on the edge of the dome, near the bishops’ headquarters. Unfortunately, the jail cells had a reputation of being nearly impossible to escape. 

I attempt to stretch my wings, I can’t. I look behind me and realize my wings are bound to my body with chains. The bishops must have taken extra precautions to make sure nopony escaped, despite the fact that there’s only one window covered by bars, and nopony could escape by flying anyways.

I take a look outside, it’s dark like always. Given we’re facing towards Earth though, I’d say it’s night. There’s a pony across the hall from me, so I shake the bars to get his attention.

After a solid five minutes, he wakes up. “Do you mind? Everypony’s asleep!” He walks up the the bars.

“Can I bust out of here?” I ask, as quickly as possible.

“You want to bust out of a Lema prison? Have you lost your mind?” He laughs, throwing his head back.

“I will,” I state.

“Well, you have no help from me.”

I sigh, that was completely pointless. 

I take a look at my jumpsuit, realizing it was completely pointless, Ocin left it on. I get an idea, then turn to the pony across from me.

“If I offered you a deal, would you get me out?” I ask.

“Fine, it’s going to have to be pretty apt payment.” He walks up to the bars again.

“Take a look at the jumpsuit.” I take the suit off, fixing my mane as I did.

“What an observation, you think I didn’t?” He laughs again.

“It’s yours,” I say. Deciding to stretch the truth a little, I add, ”I made it myself.”

“That’s pretty good for being hoof-stitched, I’ll take it, if you can get it to me.”

“Right after I’m out. Luna’s word.”

“Alright, now, in the morning when the guards are doing their duty, knock one out and steal their equipment. Then, you should be able to get out.”

I nod, and decide to wait a while.





I wake up after sleeping on the cold floor, and hope for a miracle. I see a guard trotting along the hallway. Only one, I slowly trot up to the bars.

“You want more food? You get fed once a day, no more, no less,” he growls.

In response, I slap my hoof across his face, he falters, so I punch him in the face.

He falls to the floor, so I take his weapon and shoot the wall. It makes a small dent. I sigh, and shoot it again, a deeper, but still small dent. I realize I’m not getting anywhere shooting at the wall. So, I take his melee weapon and slash my chains off. Fly up to the bars, and slash them.

After the incredibly sharp sword makes contact with the bars, they are dented a little, I work the sword like a saw and cut my way through. About now, the guards are coming down the hall, noticing the other guard collapse.

I ferociously cut the bars, and finally fall through. Behind me the other prisoner shouts,”We had a deal!”

I ignore him.

Landing on the dirt outside, the guards notice this and start to make a beline for the exit.

I run towards the dome and slash my weapon across it, it breaks, and I toss my sword behind me. I hold my breath, when I release it, I accidentally take a breath, nothing happens. I suppose Lunar Ponies can breathe on the Moon.

I have no food, so I’ll eventually wither away. But, I walk around for a little bit before sheltering in a nearby crevice. I realize the guards will still be looking for me, so I put my jumpsuit back on.

Upon putting on my jumpsuit, there’s a pony behind me who notices me, they tap my shoulder. I turn around to realize it’s a mare with a blue mane with silver streaks. She is wearing a cloth garment over her wings and back. Her mane is rather messy, and it appears the silver in it is due to moon dust, as her coat appears to be coating in as well.

She beckons me to a hole in the crevice, and I follow her. It leads to a brightly lit area, with several beds in alcoves. The mare who led me in says,”Here, we operate by our own rules, we’re basically outcasts from other Moon Colonies. All of us are a little weird, however, you’re the first one we’ve got who seems to be completely normal.”

I start to ask her what she means when she silences me,”I’m Wingless, you want to see why?” She takes the garment off, and I realize she has no wings.

“All of us are like this, someponies have had their wings cut off, someponies are bald. However, we all sleep here, in this underground Moon Colony.”

“Why is it so brightly-lit? Also, my name’s Prancey,” I say.

“Why hello Prancey, and we have fire creators, we need some form of light.” Wingless walks down the hallway a little, each alcove is personalized.

“I presume everypony has their own alcoves, right?”

“Yes, everypony has their own room. It can be a bit inconvenient sleeping, but we make do.”

“Also, how do you get food?” I ask, hoping to ask one more question.

“You sure are an inquisitive one, aren’t you?” Wingless laughs and says,”We intercept delivery ships, food is impossible to get on the Moon.”

“One more question, does this place have a name?” I follow her to the end of the hallway.

“Yes, I was getting to that if you hadn’t asked so many Luna-damned questions! What I’m trying to say is hello Prancey, and welcome to Trench.” She finally hits the end of the hall and I see a bunch of ponies conjugated in a large room.

“Say hello Prancey, you’ll be here awhile.”

I say hello and slide into an empty alcove, praying to Luna the guards don’t come too soon. If they did, at least I knew how to fly.