Chapter Seven
You arrived at Canterlot a few minutes after your short conversation with Celestia. She walked you into the castle at a quick pace. You could tell that she just wanted to get this over with. She takes you into a large room with a few ponies inside. You could tell exactly what the room was. It was a courtroom. You looked up at Celestia.
"I thought I wasn't going to get a trial." You said.
"You aren't, but we still have to formally convict you of the crimes." She replied.
Your last small piece of hope faded when she said those words. You walked down the center isle towards the front of the room. You felt your breathing get faster, knowing what was to come. You went up and took the stand. You didn't stand a chance at getting out of the dungeon.
"Dead Aim, you are on trial for seventeen counts of first degree murder, is there anything you would like to say before we begin?" The judge asked you.
You looked out to the empty seats of the crowd, and the filled seats of the jury. You said nothing, knowing you couldn't do anything to save you or your reputation now.
"Very well, let us begin."
It was hardly a trial. The trial consisted of the judge telling you the names of all of the ponies you killed, but you knew they all deserved it. They were always bad ponies in general, but they just weren't seen that way by others.
You felt tears well up in your eyes after every time the judge said on of the names of the dead ponies. After the judge finished off with the last name, you turned and looked back to the jury.
"So, what do you think of this, bastard, of a pony?" The judge asked the jury.
"Guilty!" The whole jury said in unison.
Your heart dropped, as your fate was finally sealed.
"Off to the dungeon with you!" Yelled the judge.
Two royal guards escorted you out of the courtroom, and back to the main hall. You then took a left and walked towards the dungeon.
The dungeon looked like a giant well with rooms on the inner side of the well. One of the guards pushed you onto a small platform and got on along with you, and the other guard went over to the small lever, which he pulled and the platform began to descend. The platform descended several stories, until it reached the very bottom level of the chamber. The guard pushed you into a cell and closed the door behind you. The platform then ascended all the way back to the top of the chamber. You looked around the cell and saw a small bed, a sink, and a toilet. There was also and small chute that led to the top of the chamber, that was used to send food down to you.
The only light inside the whole chamber came from the top where sunlight was flooding in through the windows of the castle. You sat down on your bed and took a moment to think, you thought all the way back to the night you saved Vinyl. You thought of those strange stallions that started this whole mess. You thought of Vinyl, and how she never gave up on you, even when you were captured. You thought about how she was alone now, and where she would go. You thought about how she would get caught and eventually brought to the same place and thrown in the dungeon.
You got up off the bed and started pacing around your cell. You couldn't do anything to get yourself out of here now. All you could do is wait, and wait, and wait. You looked out of the cell bars and towards the surface, you couldn't see anything except the stream of light coming through the windows. You walked back to the bed and sat down. not knowing what to do. This went on for several months, and you were starting down the long road of insanity. After two years, had lost all hope of getting out earlier. You had never been visited, and hadn't seen another pony in a year. You always looked up to the surface, hoping that you could see, or at least get a glimpse of something. You knew that you never would but you always kept your hopes up.
You were pacing around your cell when you heard the sounds. It sounded like someone was struggling. You heard the sound of fighting and yelling. You ran to the edge of your cell and looked to the surface, you watched as a guard lost his footing and fell into the well. He fell all the way to the bottom level and landed on the top of his head, breaking his neck.
"What the hell?" You thought out loud.
You looked back up at the surface and saw the other guard fighting off the attacker. He was spun around by his attacker and stabbed in the back, then kicked off the side into the well. He landed next to the other guard, and tried to get up. You looked back up to the surface and saw a very familiar silhouette. You couldn't tell who it was until they said one sentence.
"I will never leave you."