Fifty shades of Grey Crusader
By Da Bunnana King
Chapter Two: Steaming Ice
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Anger. Anger is such a good emotion in times of distress. It puts your body into an overdrive when you’re so close to the finish line of a marathon when your opponent is nearly over the finish line. Or when you’re bogged down in an ambush and your mad that you won’t see your family or lover again if you die. In this case I was hoping that my anger would either stop ponification from fully taking me over or at least reject ponification and end up killing me.
I fought against the darkness that had encased me. Fighting it was harder than it sounded in my head, all I could do was flail around angrily. Still it seemed like something was wanting me to be calm and let the change happen. Almost like a mother helping it’s newborn child get back to sleep.
I felt more lethargic as I flailed around, I knew I couldn’t keep it up as my muscles began to strain, but I had to keep fighting it. I didn’t want to be one of them.
“No,” I said as I flailed once more against the darkness, “No... I don’t-. I don’t want to be one of...”
I felt more and more weak as time went on.
“No... I don’t want to be... one of-. Them,” I said as I took my terminal breath as I gave up and let the darkness encase me, but as I was dragged down that warm embrace came back and dragged me down into the abyss.
I felt at ease with myself. For a second as the light at the end of the tunnel begun to shrink and a warm glow of light hit my back. I watched in horror as the light above me disappeared and the light below me encased me. Whatever that was below me had won, yet it felt like it was accepting me, but the light slowly diminished as it rolled me over onto my belly and laid me out on some sort of ground.
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It wasn’t like what they had said... there was no herd, no Princess talking with you. Just darkness. All alone and cold, but I think I had warded off the dream with my fanatical flailing of arms and legs, but everything felt... well it felt like things bent the wrong way, my toes and fingers were numb, my tongue felt like it was going to choke me with it’s massive size it had become all of a sudden, but there was something else. Something more to me.
I could feel it. It was long, and it had a bend right in the middle. It was bone but the flesh around it felt... odd like it was holding onto something and it almost felt like arms.
I still hadn’t retained the function to speak or open my eyes otherwise I would be crying out for help, but I did hear something. It was faint, but I could hear it.
I concentrated on the noise, and then something moved. On the top of my head, something moved forwards. It felt strange but what was even stranger was the noise got much more clearer and easier to hear.
“-urry up Johanen,” said a female amongst the noise of heavy running.
“Yeah I know. But are you sure-,” he said as he breathing was extremely laboured, “that he is even here?”
“I know for sure, now hurry up before something bad happens,” she said as I could hear them running closer towards me.
I tried and move my head but instead my neck responded and dear lord my neck was long. I felt like someone had stretched it out about a foot in front of my body. At least I was able to move, now came opening my eyes.
The shock of opening my eyes was met with pure horror. I could see a shadow that wasn’t my own on the brick wall behind me. I gulped know if I looked down I would be face with probably the worst fear I could think of.
I gulped once more and looked down as I raised my hands... They weren’t hands anymore but two ice white colored hooves, its... my fur even had small stands of dark blue. Even my hooves themselves were dark blue and the fur around it slowly changed color to match my fur.
“What cruel person would devise such a thing to strip your humanity away from you?!” I questioned as the shock of my current form began to settle in and become almost... surreal. I mean it had to be a dream, there was no way they got me with a potion. No way in hell.
“ICE!” cried out the female’s voice as I heard them round the corner.
“Yeah,” I called out but my voice sounded a bit hoarse.
“Ice?” she asked again as I turned around to face my friends, if I could call them that. I mean yes I knew them and got along with them sometimes but since they were pointing loaded guns at me... well you can see why I’m not so ecstatic to see them.
“Yeah Rebeca,” I responded as the look on their faces was either pure disgust or horror for what I had been turned into.
Rebeca slowly lowered her rifle as did Johanen.
“Ice... what hap-,” She began before I cut her off.
“Grey Crusader ambushed me when I was about to bag him,” I said as I attempted to move myself into some sort of upright position, “And well... he got me.”
“Shit Ice,” Johanen said as he knelt down in front of me.
“Yeah, now I’m... well,” I said as I motioned with my head to my body, “This abomination.”
“Well to be honest you do look cute,” Said Rebecca as she knelt down in front of me to get a closer look.
“I still hate it,” I said as I blew some of my hair out of my face. Then again I guess I couldn’t call it my hair anymore, could I. I mean I knew that for horses it was called a mane, and since I guess I’m one of them I guess I had to start using it then.
“Well sadly Ice you know what we have to do now,” Johanen said as he stood up and pointed his rifle at my face.
“I can’t say I blame you, but I got a better idea,” I said as I tried to keep my calm. I mean it wasn’t the first time I had a rifle pointed at my face, but it was a bit imitating looking up the barrel at an M4.
“And what would that be. I mean I am kinda doing you a favor by not bringing you in,” he said as he switched it to single fire mode.
“Well drop me off at the Bureau on Park Drive and let me exact some revenge before you kill me or I kill myself,” I said as I stared him down.
“Huh, guess it does save me a bullet,” Joehanen said as he slowly lowered his rifle, “Well you better learn how to walk real quick or I’m dragging you there.”
I nodded and then shifted my legs until they were beneath me. Then... well I would call it to try standing up but instead I shakily got on four hooves only to faceplant into the ground.
“Well was worth a shot,” he said as he picked me up by the tail, “Lets go.”
“Hey stop that,” I said as I kicked him in the arm to let me go.
“Yeah at least give him a chance Joehanen,” Rebecca argued as she caught up with him.
“Look I don’t want to look like one of those pony sympathising faggots and I’ve already spent enough time talking with one of... them,” he said. His words hurt me. Yes I knew I was a pony now, but coming from one of my few friends I had, it hurt. And it hurt deep.
“Ughhh, fine,” she said as I was slowly dragged back towards their car they came in. I could hear the engines of a jeep but it was hard as it was mixed with other voices and the bustling streets I came from.
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