It took me an hour or so to break out of the crate. In that time, I had constructed a plan for dealing with a few of the problems that were starting to arise in Equestria. Mainly the Griffons, Ravens little group, and my brother. Now, I'm not the one to make a plan for things. I prefer to just huck a piece of snot and hoped it sticks to whatever I threw it at. Making things up on the fly and dealing with the consequences is the way I roll. Then again, looking back on my life, I could have better success in areas where a plan would have been a big help, but that's in the past. Now I have to deal with the future.

'Alright, let's see what the boys left in camp.' As quietly as I could, I got out of the box and snuck behind the feasting Dire wolves. The wolves in question were far more dangerous than your typical Timber Wolf and couldn't be taken down without a sharp weapon. With that logic in mind, I had to find a sword, and, thankfully, there was one resting next to the firepit.

Carefully, and quietly, I stalked my way to the sword while making sure I was down-wind of the wolves. The sounds of them tearing the flesh of their kills echoed throughout the forest in quite the sickening fashion. I absently noticed that the Griffons must have died an hour or so before I woke up from my forced slumber. Which is problematic considering that there should be more than the three currently being devoured by the wolves. Knowing how Griffon hunting parties work, there should be at least twelve skulking around, but where they are. I don't know, and frankly, I don't want to find out.

Letting out a sigh of relief, I reached the sword right as the dogs finished the first carcass and moved on to the next. The sword that I gripped tightly in my jaw was your standard Griffonian long sword. Nothing fancy, it just looks like a one-meter-long, Roman-style Gladius. Not the strongest sword I've seen the Griffons use, but one that was most widely used. Just as I was about to make my first move, I heard a loud 'TWACK!' From one of the other crates. Followed up with a voice I never would have thought would be in the same situation as I was in.

"Hey! Let me out of here!" Shouted Rainbow Dash from within the crate, electing an audible groan from my person. "If you don't let me out right now! You bubs' will regret it!"

"Oh, for fuck sakes," I groaned in annoyance, head slumped, and sword dropped. I heard growling erupt from the dead bodies, telling me that the wolves now knew of my presence and the prize located in the box. And as much as I wanted to turn around to check on Rainbow Dash, I had bigger problems in the form of five-foot-tall meat eating dogs. Plus, I dropped my sword, so I need to pick that back up as well.

'TWACK!'

I rolled to the side just in time to dodge the smallest of the three wolves pounce, sword back in my maw, and ready to strike. The wolf, (whom I'm now calling Cookie), growled in anger before charging at me from the side. Meanwhile, the second largest of the wolves, (called Muffin), dashed at the same time with Cookie towards my other side. Clenching the sword tightly, I jumped into the air once the two wolves jumped at me, causing them to slam face-first into each other.

"Hey...!"

Diving down with a hard flap of my wings, I landed on Cookie, forcing the dog to the ground with an audible, "yelp!" Following up my tackle, I plunged my sword deep into Cookie's neck, killing him instantly, but in that moment. Muffin's jaw clamped down hard on my neck, picking me up with little difficulty.

'THUMP!'

"Fuck you!" I spat as the feeling of weightlessness found my person for a brief moment, before the sensation of pain that usually came from being slammed down into the ground hard, followed soon after. Growling in frustration, I rolled to the side again just in time to dodge the largest of the three wolves, (Brownie), from tearing my throat out.

"Let...!"

Without a weapon, I used my claws to grab hold of Brownie by the throat. She, of course, didn't like my dominatrix advances and attempted to throw me off. This, of course, was fruitless, as I dug my claws into her throat while being tossed around in the air like a ragdoll. Blood flew everywhere, my body slammed into the ground multiple times, and I gained a love of dirt since I became covered in it. On a side note, with each slam into the earth, I let out a colorful assortment of wizard swears until Brownie fell limp from blood loss.

'CRACK!'

"Two down, one to go. Come at me Muffin," I chuckled darkly with a becoming wrist. He let out a vicious snarl of rage in response. Smiling, if only slightly from the pain riddling my bruised body, I went on the offensive with a burst from my wings!

"Me...!"

Muffin jumped back, eyes glaring pure death at me, he was the smarter of the three and wouldn't let me gain an advantage. That's the problem with Dire wolves. They are far more intelligent than your average dog and were typically used as War Dogs during times of strife centuries ago. Their ability to take commands from a General with the same adaptability and precision of your average soldier was a force to be reckoned with. And that training lived on in their descendants, making them a nuisance in the modern era. 'I fucking hate Dire Wolves.'

'CLOP!'

Realizing my current predicament with this wolf, I had to make a plan that didn't involve disintegrating him with a bolt of lightning or eviscerating him with blades of wind. The collateral damage could accidentally kill the ponies in the boxes, and that's bad, m'kay.

Hissing in frustration, I circled Muffin, probing for an opening. He, like all Dire Wolves that I've faced, did the same to me. I saw the sword I used to kill Cookie was still in him and behind Muffin, and during my event as a ragdoll revealed another sword behind me by the boxes, but if I go for that one. Muffin will jump on my back. My ear flicked in irritation but in doing so. It reminded me of a familiar group of objects that I owned attached to my ear.

'I'm so stupid.'

Quickly, I activated my third ring and blinked behind Muffin. He was taken aback by my sudden disappearance, however short that was, and took a step back. Letting out a victorious chuckle, I pounced and dug my dragon-scale-magical claws into his skull. He let out a howl of pain as I grabbed hold of his muzzle, spreading it apart until his jaw dislocated with a sickening "snap!" In response, he bucked like a bull in a vain attempt to throw me off. All that did was give me a better hold on his neck where I sliced and diced and made jerky out of his flesh.

In a few seconds, Muffin was no more. His spine was jutting out from the mutilated muscle I tore to shreds, his blood all over the ground and staining my silvery-white fur. He put up a good fight, but I had magic, and magic is OP.

"And stay dead," I said with a spat of blood. "Now, what was I doing?"

"...OUT!" And like Koolaid Man, Rainbow burst out from her crate. She took one look at me and tilted her head in confusion.

"What are you doing here?"

Rainbow Dash looked at the scene before her, her mind wrought with a mixture of concern and confusion. Around her was a plethora of wildlife that she doesn't recognize. Large tree's towered over her small frame, bushes as thick as sand made walls between the trunks, and sickly, snake-like vines slithered to and fro throughout the forest around her; creating a vile spiderweb of mossy green grossness. And at the center of it all, surrounded by dead bodies, covered in blood with bite marks and bruises adorning her body, was Rose.

Many scenarios played in her mind of what could have possibly happened to create the grotesque image in front of her, most of which were along the lines of; Did Rose come to save her? Was Rose kidnapped like she was? Where did Rose come from and how is she still alive?! Nothing made sense, not even her current situation. One moment, she was sleeping on a cloud after a long day of hard work. The next, she found herself trapped in a shipping crate with absolutely no explanation whatsoever. Her chaotic thoughts did manage to come up with one thing that should help with her current predicament, but it was a gamble. A gamble that could very well put her in danger, maybe even her life, however, it will be worth the risk. She just needs to convince the mare of her disdain to spill the beans or else face her karate wrath!

Flaring her wings, Rainbow took a step towards the bloody mare, her eyes narrowed, and head held high in spiteful pride. She wouldn't be intimidated by Rose, nor by her so-called reputation as a skilled fighter. She was the fastest flier in Equestria! The soon-to-be best of the best flier of the Wounderbolts! This filly-fooling show-off was nothing compared to her, and she will prove it!

"Well, care to answer my question, Rose?" she asked harshly.

The venom in Rainbow Dash's tone clearly told me that she wasn't too pleased with basking in my holy presence. Her flaring wings, (a very common way for a Pegasus to intimidate others), told me she was ready to fight if she wasn't going to get an answer she doesn't like. With that in mind, I could just knock her out and deal with the other bullshit without her, however, in doing so would be detrimental to our already struggling relationship. On the other hoof, telling Rainbow what really was going on could earn me some much-needed brownie points. It all depends on how I go about it.

'Ah, fuck it. I lost hope in Rainbow Dash once I learned she wanted to be a performer and not a racer. I just hope Twilight could fix this mess when she shows up. I need someone to relate to.'

Letting out a sigh and a flick of a wing, I replied, "Welp, we have been captured by a bunch of Griffin Empire Loyalists hellbent of enslaving Ponykind. Judging by the crates, we were going to be used as either breeders or sex slaves, which was something I've heard about happening to other mares a few years ago." I paused for a moment to see Rainbow's reaction and, well, her frown quickly turned to absolute horror. Continuing on, I motioned my wing, directing Rain's attention to the dead Griffins. "They were dead when I broke out of the box with the Dire Wolves enjoying a free meal."

"Other than that, we are somewhere in the Everfree... probably around the Baltimare area. That, and there should be at least ten more Griffins somewhere around here. We should free the others and get out of here as well." Once I've finished explaining the current situation, I took a hard look at Rainbow Dash's expression, and suffice to say. She looks like she has constipation for how deep her scowl was. After my little explanation, Rainbow's stance returned to its former hostile posture. I don't understand why she was so hostile. I haven't done anything to warrant her anger. She could be still mad about the whole racing thing, but from what I've heard, she was doing well for a beginner. In any case, I didn't have time to deal with whatever childish bullshit she wanted to throw at me. I had things to do, people to regroup with, and another cult to smash with.

"Well, anyway. I got to go. Unless you want to tag along, then you are more than welcome, but if not. Then stay out of my way," I said before walking towards the remaining closed crates to check if there was anybody else trapped within them. Rainbow, of course, just had to have other ideas. She took a step in front of me, eyes narrowed, and nose flared. She wanted something, and she wasn't going to let me go until she gets it.

"You're hiding something, and I want to know what," she demanded with a stomp of her hoof.

"And what makes you think I'm hiding something?" I replied with a roll of my eyes, (though, in all fairness. I am hiding a lot of things). "I told you what I think happened to us. Now, I plan on tracking the Griffin's responsible and report them to the Guard." Her scowl seemed to deepen from that fact.

"Right, a bunch of Griffins ponynap a bunch of random Pegasi for no reason whatsoever. Why would they take me? I'm a nobody in comparison to you, Rose. The only reason I could think of that makes sense is that the Griffin's wanted leverage against a "so-called" celebrity, with family deep in the military, and a mysterious past that no one will tell me about," Rainbow sarcastically said. 'Damn, I miss Retard Jock Dash. Weather Manager Dash is too clever for her own good.'

"Face it, Rose! You are a high-priority target to them, and they have some kind of dirt on you! And I want to know what that is!?"

Letting out a sigh, I knew I wasn't going to get away from this one, and that's quite annoying. I had two options again, one of which will lead Rainbow to become a paranoid hick like Applejack, while the other could very well make each other enemies for Satan knows how many years. I couldn't just knock her out as it could jeopardize everything I'm trying to fix if she were to go too far from the path of Loyalty. Though, at this point, I think Rainbow was already off of that path. She has no friends aside from Pinkie Pie, and Pinkie is friends with everyone. Those that she cares about is nothing but a lie, and her insecurities are severely crippling her growth as a character. This just won't work anymore, but what do I tell her?

The odds of the Griffin Loyalists knowing some deep dark secret about me is minuscule at best. Rex could have told them of the night that I earned my cutie mark; how I murdered every single Diamond Dog that tried to enslave all of Ponyville. But that wouldn't mean much to the Griffins. The only thing that they could know about me that would warrant my capture is if I had information about their little sleeper cells. 'There is a mole in my little cult group. Why can't things be easy?' Groaning in annoyance to both that little realization and to Rainbow Dash's insistence of having an answer for something she doesn't want to know. I relented some information I really didn't want anyone to know.

"You want information? Then here it is—I have details that would destroy most of the Loyalists forces in Equestria; details about their numbers, who is supporting them, and their military strength. I can ruin all operations in the Equestrian Theater with a few strategic strikes but at the moment. I can't do so. Not only that, but I'm the leader of a private military company that is currently working towards protecting Equestria from these splinter cells, in fact, you met one of my soldiers tasked with protecting you. This could also be the reason why you were also captured; simply because I view you as an important individual, and the Griffins obviously don't know why."

"As for the reason why I see fit to protect you from afar? Well, if everything goes right, then you will become one of the most important ponies in Equestrian History—A Hero that will be remembered to the end of time," I said with a straight face and neutral tone.

"W-What?" Rainbow blinked in shock. "W-What do you mean that I'll be a hero? That's not... No! You're lying! Tell me the truth, Rose! I'm... I'm not important," she finished with a whisper, her posture slumped, her ears wilted. 'Damn, what the fuck kind of childhood did she have?'

"You may not believe it, Love, but you are one of the most important ponies in Equestria. Your destiny will be revealed to you in time, Rainbow Dash," I replied softly. Rainbow just shook her head in disbelief. Sighing one last time, I had made my choice, and now I will have to live with the results. Taking a step forward, I activated my magic, making a bubble of air around Rainbow while she was distracted, and when she looked into my eyes one last time. I saw a fear only found in very few people. The kind of fear that I once had. The very fear that no pony should have.

The fear of Destiny: A Human Fear, and as I slowly suffocated her into unconsciousness, a few choice words entered my mind.

'Fuck me Luna with your Lunar Futa Dick. That explains everything wrong with this world.'

Author's Notes:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PPQQYr3jg3g <---- This is art.