I woke up slowly to the sound of gentle breathing in my ear and a soft body of warmth around my waist. Blurry blobs of orange light filled my vision. I tried to recall where I was and how I got there, but the first thing that came to mind was the events from the previous night. Remembering how I brutally murdered two anthropomorphic huskies with my mind was nauseating. I didn't want to remember it, any of it, let alone passing out in front of the talking fox lady, but that's what came to mind and I didn't like it.

"Was I kidnapped?" I thought. I played dead where I woke up hoping that whatever brought me to this unknown place wouldn't notice me though nothing came.

After a while and my vision had fully adjusted to my new location. I learned that I was in a cavelike bedchamber. I could feel that my clothes were off and that there was something soft and warm that was roughly the same size as me, holding me close. The soft thing that was around my waist was an arm that was a little too close to my nethers for my liking. Carefully and quietly, I used my free hand to move the arm away from my crotch, but the second I touched it moved upwards, grasping my upper, much more sensitive area.

I could feel my face burning with embarrassment. Being touched in such a way in an unfamiliar body by someone else was both exciting and horrifying. I would have liked to be taken out to dinner first and... wait. I'm the one that's supposed to do the touching! My embarrassment faded as I smacked away the hand and got out of the bed with the fur blanket to cover myself.

As I suspected when I turned around. I found the anthropomorphic wolf girl thing that kidnapped me. Her lustful form slowly woke up from my defending of myself of her molestation. She immediately looked at me with a seductive smile letting the hand that I smacked away rest on her curvy hips.

"Good morning love," she purred, "how are you today?"

"Raped," I replied, "and where are my clothes?"

"Oh? How so?"

"I said where are my clothes," I growled.

"Why would you need them? Your body is so, exotic, why would you need to hide? And, why do you feel raped? I did nothing but share a bed with someone as gorgeous as you."

"My clothes," I repeated while trying my best to not blush in even more embarrassment, not that I mind being call, exotic.

She rolled her eyes in disappointment and pointed to a chest in the far corner of the room. I didn't waste any more time with the wolf and quickly went over to the chest. Inside was all my stuff, thankfully. I put on all my stuff, my armor all the while the she-wolf watch with a pouted expression of her displeasure. Once my gear was back on I noticed that there was no one coming to stop there captive from escaping.

"Why isn't anyone coming for me?" I asked peering through the fur flaps to the room.

"If you must know," she started, "I am not stupid as to waste my pack on trying to contain such a, powerful being, such as yourself."

"So, I can just leave? Without a fight?" I asked flabbergasted.

"You may, but why would you want to leave? "

I didn't notice that she got up and out of the bed and walked over to me. She was so silent that a pin dropping would be loud. I felt two arms wrap around my waist and a head on my shoulders telling me just how silent she was. The feeling of more violation froze me in my place as she pulled me back into the room. Not reacting right way gave her the operativity to pin me against the stone walls with a hungry smile. The hungry smile that told me she wanted food from down there, but I was not going to let that happen... yet.

Man, I'm fucked up.

"Well, why do you want to leave?" she asked again.

"Well, I-I have places to go and sights to see," lied knowing of how the ponies above would try to dissect me.

"I do too, with you."

Okay, not going to happen.

"I don't think I am very comfortable with that idea, especially with a person I just met. Hell, I don't even know your name!"

She paused her advances and frowned, then immediately leaned forward, her lips almost touching mine. "Well, my name is Silver and how can we, improve our relationship?"

I quickly thought about it with, "don't get raped," at the back of my mind and pushed her away from my face and tried to regain my losing composer.

"Well, Silver. I have standards (unfortunately) and first and foremost is that you need to make a good first impression. Which you didn't."

Silver frowned, her eyes filled up with disappointment with herself knowing that chasing me through an abandon weather factory then touching me in my birthday suit wasn't the best choice for her to make. She walked back to the bed to sit down in deep thought while I remained leaning against the wall hoping that what I said would keep her off of me.

"Hmmm, I guess I made a pretty bad impression with you didn't I? Do you think I can have a second chance? I promise to be a good girl." Silver begged.

After Silver begged and begged for a second chance, I had to give in, but I made sure that there was no more inappropriate touching. Silver gave me a grand tour of her den. She showed me where her packmates slept when they weren't hunting or digging then showed me the grand treasury which was right beside the throne room. Most of the den was barren except for the main halls which were decorated with gems that gave off a gentle azure light and tapestry's that gave me the feeling like I was walking in an underground castle.

The other, "diamond dogs," that worked around the cave gave us lots of room when we walked by. Most of them bowed in respect to Silver while others glared or gawked in awe at me. I made the connection that Silver was the Alpha of this den from how she is treated by the others as she gave me the tour. I thought that a male would be in charge, but I think that Silver may have killed him at one point, or the dogs fell head over heal for her affection and failed.

We stopped the tour outside in the forest by the weather factory. She sat happily on a stump, her tail wagging as she waited for me to make a comment, but all of my attention was on the factory just beyond a line of trees.

"Do you mind if we can go back to the factory?" I asked.

"Perhaps, but why?" she smiled.

"If I am going to stay in your den, then I would need my stuff that I left at my camp."

She gave me an overall happy look and pranced right beside me. "So did I make a good impression?"

I thought about it for a second.

"Not eve close."

"Oh come on! Why is it so hard to please you?!" she whined as I began walking towards the factory.

"Hey! Answer me!"

Ignoring her for most of the trip back to my camp. I spent what little mental energy I had left trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do. I had no goal, no end point and from what I could tell from my weird dream, I could die at any time. All I had was my ability to control everything weather, but I quickly learned my limitations even if they were big limitations and my gear.

My armor was fairly light when it was on, I had my intelligence, but I could feel that my mind was morphing into something new. My timid nature completely disappeared to a much more active-passive-aggressiveness. Normally with everything that has happened to me so far should have made me curl up into a ball in the middle of nowhere and prayed that the nightmare would end, except I didn't. I walked into the world like an insane person that thought dirty thoughts and became a Neko.

It must have been the hormones, definitely the hormones.

We walked into the factory from the north end through a wall that looked like a giant tried to have its way with it. Wires hung like the vines and metal and stone jutted out all over the place like a tornado went through haphazardly. Glass blanketed the moss covered floor along with the odd piece of paper. Silver walked around in her armor careful not to cut her bare paws while I crushed the glass underneath my dragon scale boots like nothing. Silver stared at my boots in envy while trying to catch up to me as I walked into the hallway to the south end where the atrium was.

I wondered why she was so fascinated with me as we walked over rubble and the through empty halls. There was nothing that I found interesting in myself other than my unique body. I was boring, I liked things that most find too nerdy and I can shoot lightning out of my hands, plus I liked books and yet. Despite my effort to get rid of her in the den, she still believe that I would give her a chance.

We eventually got to my camp in the security room that looked over the atrium of the factory. I found my pack that I left behind sitting beside my makeshift bed, untouched. Silver sat down on a chair by the door and rubbed her feet. Walking through this place must have been hard on her bare paws I should figure out a way out that would be easier on her.

Looking in my bag for my old shoes to give to Silver, I heard a noise coming from the atrium. I paused for a moment from my search to look out the window and saw three golden ponies walk into the factory. Two of them I remember from my escape from the pony town.

"Silver, we should go, but first try these on,"