Chapter 4:Human Trials Part I
Mint
I watched as Princess Celestia levitated a small syringe from the tray. She held it up to me and I saw that it had a very small amount of a thick, bright green liquid already in its tube.
"I'll assume you know what this is, correct?" She asked.
I simply nodded. I knew the ponification serum when I saw it. It had always managed to amaze me when I saw some. How so little a substance could change nearly everything about a person.
"Good." she smiled as she came around the table and closer to me. "Now only the tiny amount of 35mg is enough to convert a human of your size, but it would take much too long. In the interest of time, I'll give you 120mg. Fortunately, It won't change the effects, just the speed." She explained.
"But giving me more than triple?! I asked, angrily.
"Of course!" She said with a hint of impatience. "We have many more things to do together! Now hold still." She finished as she moved to a couple inches away.
I tried to move my arm, but she shortened the chain so much that it was now directly attached to the table and I couldn't move at all.
"Its far too late to struggle, Mint." She said, shaking her head at me. "You've fought and resisted enough. Just accept that your old world is over and start to prepare for your new one."
I will never accept that.I said firmly to myself.
She popped of the sterile cap and sank the needle into my bicep. She then very slowly pushed the pump down. I could see the thick liquid make a slight bulge in my upper arm, then slowly begin to spread out.
"Now the beauty of this, is that it doesn't even have to be injected in the bloodstream, only into a reasonably sized muscle group." She said quite casual. Her impatient tone had left
As much as I wanted to, I was unable to retort. My joints started to ache and started to feel dizzy and disoriented. My neck started to spasm violently, and moved my head around the table.
"You should start to feel the full effects in just a moment. I should warn you though, the conversion process used to take hours to perform and the subject was put to sleep. This is because doing it rapidly can be very...intense. Good luck." With that she unlocked my chains and left the room.
I was now freed of my bonds and momentarily, of Celestia, but escaping was the least thing on my mind. Pain, there was a searing pain all through out my body. It felt like my bones were being melted down in molten rock. My breathing increased tremendously and I started banging my feet on the table as some way to release the sensation.
On one particular hit, I felt my right heel smash apart and the entire foot followed. I shot my head up and saw my previous right foot which now looked like a stocking filled with rocks. I considered myself a pretty "tough" guy, but when I saw the state of my foot, I started screaming. But that was only the beginning. I watched my left toes crack sideways and break down, I felt the pieces drop down my foot and collect in my heel skin area. Then the rest of the foot caved in.
Next my hands. The bones in all my fingers simultaneously started breaking and falling through the skin all the way to my forearms. I really started to panic when I saw that my fingers looked like a glove with no hand to fill it. I screamed in pain and terror and started to inch my self towards the edge of the table. A convulsion from my left femur snapping caused me to fall over.
I held out my palms to stop me from landing on my face. The impact with the floor caused what was left of my hands, my wrists, arms and legs all turn to gravel. My torso hit the ground, but my rib cage did not shatter like I expected, they only turned in direction. I guess because ribs didn't need to be changed as drastically like my hands and feet.
I was now basically a flesh bag filled with crushed bone that had been tossed to the floor. My skin started to stretch and spread out on the tile floor. Soon after I fell, I started to feel something moving around inside me. It was the pieces on bone moving around and rearranging themselves for my new body. I felt a long string jut out of my lower back to make my tail. Many large pieces were brought together to reform my legs. I felt pieces recomposing in curved shapes to expand my rib cage. What felt like small limbs made their way to my middle back and extended out from it, taking wrapped skin from around it. But the most painfully reconstruction was that of my face.
I felt bone elongating my neck and sharp pieces moved through my cheeks and around my mouth to form my muzzle. When my face was done, the majority of my bones stopped moving. There would be little parts here and there, but nothing to big. That's when I started feeling horribly itchy, almost to the point of pain. Where the bone break down had been internal, this new feeling felt more external. I had one guess: a new coat of hair.
The irritation started to go away from most of my body, remaining mostly on the back of my new head and neck and lower back. When that itching subsided, I could feel no more changes to my body.
I was incredibly weak and tired, but I somehow managed to open my eyes for one quick look. A blue wing was the last thing I saw before drifting away into unconsciousness.
End Chapter 4