Acceleration Point - Prologue

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I shivered violently, more from not knowing where I was than from the actual cold. The light in the room is dim, the only source coming from a few candles spread around the room. They gave off a sweet smell that for some reason seemed to be helping my nerves a bit. Under my hoofs was one of the softest carpets I’ve ever felt. And in the distance, a radio played some kind of soothing music. Classical maybe? Overall, it seemed more like I was on vacation or something than a kidnappee. Well, except for the fact that the door was heavily locked down to prevent me from escaping. And I’m kinda chained to a chair and unable to use my phasing magic. Speaking of which, where did my captor even find something that did that?

 

As if on cue, I heard the telltale low thuds of someone walking slowly down some stairs. After what felt like centuries, the door slowly creaked open just enough to allow someone to peek inside. Though I can’t see the face, I made out a couple of small turquoise eyes from the dark. They peered at me for a few moments, before disappearing behind the door again.

 

Heart ramming against my chest, I waited to see what would happen.

 

And then the door slid open fully, and there in the pale light of the candles I saw my captor. A darkish blue mare with turquoise eyes, and a flowing light blue mane.

 

What the heck? Princess Luna? She’s the one who kidnapped me? This has got to be a joke.

 

For a moment I just sat there dumbfounded, unable to do anything other than stare at the princess. My eyes locked with hers. And as I watched her slowly walking toward me I couldn’t help but notice a slight glow emanating from them. Was this for real? Am I dreaming?

 

“So you’re awake?” She whispered pacing around me. I could feel her eyes drilling into me, analyzing me. “So, um. How are you feeling? Any sickness or anything?”

 

I slowly shook my head, the motion seeming to take the same amount of energy as climbing a steep incline.

 

She stopped pacing and grabbed my head in between both of her hoofs, examining it. “Are you sure? Think really hard about it.” She said. “The tranquilizers my sister likes to use can really pack a punch. Most of her chosen toys don't make it through the ordeal.”

 

Again, it’s an arduous task as I slowly shook my head. Tranquilizers? What tranquilizers?

 

She sighed heavily, allowing my head drop again. “That’s a relief. Usually when she kidnaps somepony they end up getting severe brain damage or a broken rib cage. I’m glad she was at least cautious with you.”

 

I didn’t say anything, being as my brain was still trying to comprehend what was happening.

 

“So, um. Have you figured out why you’re here?” She asked, continuing her examination.

 

I just stared silently. Having given up on headshakes for a while.

 

She sighed. “I guess not. Though I really should have expected as much. It’s not like I knew everything at first either. I mean, imagine my surprise when I had learned she had done this. Let’s just say we’re not going to be talking to each other for a while.”

 

Glancing at me shyly, she slid a hoof through my short mane. Standing there for a moment, her long eyelashes batting softly. Like a beautiful statue. So much like the princess I had always admired. The one I had dreamed of someday having for my own.

 

Wait a minute. Am I going crazy? I mean what kind of kidnapping is this? Plush room. Scented candles. Beautiful mare who seems to actually care about my well being. Am I on candid camera or something?

 

Suddenly Luna sat up. She grabbed the back of my head with her hoofs and swiftly kissed me on the mouth.

 

Hot breath passed over my face as I watched her pull away again. There was a small devious grin on her face as a small sigh of utter contentment passed from her mouth.

 

She walked back to the door shaking her hips suggestively, and giving me an excellent view of her body as she did so. From the way she's walking I’m awarded with an excellent view of her rear as it swayed in a hypnotic manner, though I tried my best not to enjoy it. Unfortunately, I could already feel parts of my body starting to respond accordingly.

 

When she got to the door she turned back toward me and closed her eyes. Her horn started to glow brightly, a beautiful shade of purple, and suddenly a small vial of red liquid appeared in front of her, followed by a syringe with a huge needle. She opened her eyes and smiled widely.

 

I swallowed hard, trying my best to sink through the floor. Unfortunately my abilities still didn’t seem to be working at that moment, so all I was able to do was flip over onto my back and break the wooden chair. But that didn’t stop me from still attempting to get to my feet so I could run. I might not exactly know what was going on but that doesn’t mean I’m going to stay for it.

 

“Oh, don’t be scared.” She purred, a seductive sway in her hips as she walked back to me still struggling on the floor. “I’m not going to hurt you. This is just something that needs to be done. And afterwards. Celestia says you can be mine forever!”

 

I stopped struggling. Celestia? Forever? What the heck was she talking about?

 

Suddenly the chair and my steel bonds were gone as she laid on my chest. Before I could react, her lips are on mine as she gently kissed me. She gave a low moan as she grabbed the back of my head and forced her tongue into my mouth.

 

This went on for a full minute. Then, as I started to relax, something jabbed me in the neck, causing me to cry out. Instantly my vision faded to black and I found myself drenched in darkness.

 

“I’m sorry it hurts. But this is necessary for us to be able to live happily in the future. So don’t fight it.” She said, her voice faltering. “I promise everything will be fine when this is done.”

 

For a moment, she actually sounded sincere. Like everything really would be alright. And then she stabbed me hard in the chest with another syringe.

 

I let out a small whimper as fear slowly took over my mind. Instantly I completely lose the ability to move my limbs. Next a searing hot bolt of energy shot through my body and into my mind. My every being was on fire as I screamed for her to stop the pain. For ten full minutes, I begged her with everything I had to let me go. To put me out of my misery.To do anything that could prevent this torture.

 

But she didn’t.

 

“I’m sorry.” She repeated from somewhere in the darkness. “It’s for the best. You’ll see that eventually.”

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