Author's Notes:

Not gonna lie, this chapter gets a little fucked up. So be aware of that. There's going to be some blood, some disturbing threats, and so on.

Don't say he didn't warn you
That being said...have fun...

Songs used: Bonnie Tyler- I Need A Hero

Nelly Furtado- Promiscuous Girl

Avatar- The Eagle Has Landed

"~I need a hero!

I'm holding out for a hero, till the end of the night!

He's gotta be strong

and he's gotta be fast

and he's got be larger than life!

LARGER THAN LIFE!!!"

The two changeling guards didn't know how much more they could take. This had been going on for five days now and it was starting to make their ears bleed. You'd think the human being kept locked up would grow tired after the first few times, but no. He would continue to sing for hours upon hours. For days, upon days. It never ended!

"Stop singing!" One of them finally shouted to the obnoxious singer.

"Hey, I wanna go for a walk!" Ryan replied. He was starting to feel very pent up just sitting here and not being allowed to do anything. The first day he was okay, the second he started to get antsy. Now he just wanted to get up and move.

Being stuck in a chair for days with no end has taught him something. First off, he never knew that an ass could get so sore just from sitting. The second thing was that if he ever had to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair, he'd probably kill himself.

"Come on, let me out! Just for a few minutes." He pleaded, really needing to stretch his legs.

"You can't go for a walk." The same guard answered. If the human would have been less annoying he might have considered it, but his queen wouldn't allow it anyway so it wouldn't matter.

"Come on, Changey. Be a pal. Don't be douche like Shifter over there."

The guards eyed each other at this. Apparently the human didn't just give them random, and somewhat racist, names. But, he also seemed to know that there were two of them out there. Which didn't make sense because the other guard hasn't spoken once.

"Yeah, Shifter! I know you're out there you fucking silent bitch!"

"Gorton!" The changeling that had been dubbed Changey yelled.

"What?"

"My name is Gorton!"

"...Come on, Changey!"

"Dammit, you're not getting out!"

"Why not?"

"Shut up!"

"~Promiscuous girl!

Where ever you are!

I'm all alone

and it's you that I want!"

Gorton was about two seconds from kicking down the door and beating the human with a bat. Luckily, for that annoying creature, he was interrupted from his almost violent outburst by the small changeling who came by to feed him so he wouldn't wither away.

Honestly, he felt like they should have let him die a while ago. Worse than that, the young changeling, Silver, was keeping him in high spirits. Every time she would go in there he would hear them chatting away as if they had known each other for years. They would talk for nearly an hour and laugh about who knows what. In his mind, she was a traitor. For all he knew, she could be giving away secrets to the human and information about the hive.

He nearly growled as she approached the doors before cutting her off with his spear. "Just what do you think you're doing?"

Silver flinched at this. Normally she would be able to just walk right by the guards and they would hardly look at her. So, why the sudden hostility? He knew that this was her job. "I'm going to feed Ryan."

"Oh, so you're on a first name basis now?" He asked, his feelings of anger growing as quickly as his suspicions of her.

"I just...I-um..." She backed away, being able to feel the guards increasing emotions.

Gorton took several step closer to Silver and grabbed her arm, causing her to drop the tray of food she was supposed to be taking to their human prisoner.

Silver let out a pained yelp as the guard's grip on her arm tightened.

Was that Silver?

The sound of rattling chains echoed from deep within Ryan's mind. Like they were being dragged across the floor only to be caught on something.

Is he hurting her?

"Oh, Changey!" He sang, quickly earning the guard's attention.

Gorton turned his head to face the closed doors to their prisoner's room. "What do you want now?" He asked with a thick venom in his voice.

"You better not be hurting my meal carrier..."

The guard grinned. Finally, he had a way to get to that annoying creature. "So what if I am? What does it matter to you?"

"If you hurt her...I will come out there...and I will stick that spear through your fucking leg..."

Gorton's smile grew at this. He already suspected that Silver was a traitor, so it brought him no shame to hurt her. And, knowing that it would bother the human, just made him feel so much more justified.

He turned his head to face Silver again before delivering a hard smack across her face with the end of his spear.

Silver cried out from the hit, a small trickle of green blood oozing out of a small cut on her cheek.

That son of a bitch!

The sound of a single piece of metal snapping in half boomed through his brain, sending a wave of intense rage coursing through his veins. And, in the real world, back in his little room, the sound of ropes being pulled against with great force started to fill his ears.

Outside of the room, Gorton was having a field day as he continued to beat silver with the wooded end of his spear. Her screams quickly filling the dark hallways of the hive. He knew there was no way in all of the Badlands that the human could break free from his bindings. So why stop at just one? If he continued to hurt her, then it would break him down. Maybe it would even get him to stop singing.

It wasn't until he heard something snapping loudly from behind him that he stopped and looked back at the doors. Almost in an instant they were kicked open by a very pissed off looking Ryan with eyes so blood shot it looked like he had just escaped from a burning building.

Ryan stood there, eyeing both Gorton and Silver, his body trembling as he did so.

The other guard, who had kept his post, attempted to stab at the human with his spear. However, the blade was caught in the human's powerful grip.

His hand began dripping blood as he caught the weapon just inches from his chest, the metal digging deep into the flesh on his hand. "I'm gonna make regret ever being hatched you ugly fucking bug."

The guard started to shake in fear as Ryan's eyes locked onto his. Before he could react further the human lunged at him, roaring like a wild animal.

Luna felt a cold shiver run down her spine, followed by a strange tingling sensation in her left hand. She looked down and inspected the appendage, seeing nothing wrong with it. There was no sign of injury, but there was a prominent red mark going across it. Like she had been leaning it up against the edge of a table for too long.

"Your highness." Her commander spoke up, causing her to snap back to reality. "We're nearly to our destination. As my theory had suggested, we were completely unseen. We are ready to infiltrate on your command."

She wore a determined look on her face as she nodded. "Let's go save Ryan."

Ryan looked over what he had done with not even a single ounce of regret filling him. One of the guards laid unconscious on the floor with his body bloody and bruised while Gorton, his primary target, was sitting upright and still conscious. His own spear buried deep into his knee, the blade of the weapon prominently sticking out of the other side of his leg.

He stood over the bastard who had started mercilessly beating Silver with a fire in his eyes, watching as he tried to remove the spear from his own leg.

Gorton looked up at Ryan with hate-filled eyes, still gently pulling at the weapon. The pain was too much for him to bare. He would not be able to get it out without some kind of help.

Ryan wasted no time in leaning down and picking Gorton up by the neck in his right hand. He lifted him into the air and pinned the changeling against a wall, tightening his grip until he could hear him choking.

Keeping his grip tight, he watched as Gorton started to fall unconscious, the light further fading from his eyes with every passing second. Once he was out cold, he started squeezing tighter, making sure that he wasn't going to wake up, ever...

He dropped Gorton's limp body to the ground. With both of the guards out of the way he could focus on something much more important.

Ryan started looking around the area before finding Silver hidden underneath a nearby table. He walked over and crouched down so he could see her. What he saw though made his heart drop. One side of her face was bruised to a dark shade of green with cuts leaking what he could only assume was blood.

Silver stared at him with a certain amount of fear in her eyes. She had just watched him beat one of the guards to a bloody pulp and then kill Gorton. So her judgment on him was a bit fuzzy at the moment.

He could tell she was scared, but he couldn't just sit back and do nothing while they hurt her like that.

Ryan reached a hand out to Silver, his eyes showing her nothing but kindness. "Come on, Silver. It's okay. I'm not gonna hurt you."

Even though she had just watched him commit what was easily the biggest crime in the hive, she still felt as though she could trust him. She could see how much he cared for her in his eyes, and she could feel his emotions seeping into her. Nothing about them read any sort of hostility toward her.

She smiled, this was all she needed to know that he wasn't going to do anything to her. Reaching out, she grabbed his hand and let him lead her from under the table.

Once Silver was out and standing Ryan pulled her into a gentle hug. He was happy that she was alright. Over the past five days of him being a prisoner here, he and Silver had developed a powerful friendship. She came by every day to feed him and take care of him. During her visits they would talk for hours and she always managed to keep him smiling. He learned to trust her and care for her like family.

In his mind, she was family. She was loyal, kept him busy, and did everything she could to keep him from feeling like all hope was lost. She gave him faith that everything would be alright.

He broke the hug and looked over her wounds. They were bad, but not lethal. She might have a nasty scar though. "Are you alright, sweetheart?"

"I am now..." She looked passed him, staring at Gorton's corpse just a few feet from them. "You choked him to death...for me..."

Ryan chuckled. "No, I didn't choke him."

Silver looked up at him with a raised brow. Obviously being slightly confused.

"I strangled that motherfucker."

She couldn't help but giggle at his remark. Then it hit her; her eyes widened upon remembering that she wanted to tell him something when she came to feed him. "Oh! Some Lunar guards were spotted snooping around near the hive. They've found you!"

Ryan threw his arms to the air. "Woo! It's about fucking time."

"Yeah...it is." Silver went quiet. Her features sinking a bit, but keeping a forced smile on her face.

He spotted this quickly and kneeled down to her level. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," She replied, still keeping up her fake smile. "It's just that..." She looked into his eyes, a tear soon falling down her cheek. "I'm gonna miss you."

Ryan cocked his head to the side, a comically confused look plastered across his face. "I'm sorry, did you think you were staying here?"

Her eyes went wide once again after her mind had pieced together what he had just asked her. "What?"

"Come on, you think I'm gonna leave you in this shit-hole with assholes who beat you? Fuck off! You're coming back to Canterlot with me!"

A bright smile stretched across Silver's face before she straight up tackled Ryan to the ground, forcing him into a hug that should be way too tight for someone her size to give.

C-can't...breathe...mrrr

"Okay...kinda need air here..." He managed to choke out.

Silver released Ryan and climbed off of him, allowing him to catch his breath and eventually get back to his feet.

"Such a heart warming moment." A voice spoke from across the room. One that the two instantly recognized as the Queen of the changelings.

Queen Chrysalis stood just opposite of them with her arms crossed, a shit-eating grin spread across her face. "It's too bad that neither of you will live through the night."

Silver started to shake with fear, but calmed down when Ryan walked out in front of her. "That's some big talk from such a little bitch."

The queen rolled her eyes. "That's funny, coming from you at least." She said in a sarcastic tone. "Exactly how much of a fight did you put up while I was torturing you."

"About the same as these two fuckers." He gestured the unconscious and dead guards on the ground.

She shrugged. "I'll admit; I'm impressed that you managed to break free and even take down some of my guards. But that matters little. You cannot stand against a whole army and neither can your precious princess of the night."

Excuse you, bitch?

"Come again?" Ryan's heart started beating faster. The sound of chains rattling around in his brain started to fill his ears once again.

"Your mate, as you call her, has arrived and is currently walking directly into my trap. Soon enough, she'll be apprehended then executed."

Ryan nodded. "Mhm...Tell me, queen. Do you know the difference between choking and strangulation?"

She giggled at his words. Like he would ever be able to get his hands on her. She snapped her fingers and various green eyes began popping up from the surrounding darkness. "I think I'll just have you killed now. Then I'll go after Luna..."

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!

"Silver..." Ryan whispered.

"Are we going to die?" She asked shakily.

"No, I won't let you die. That's why I need you to start running."

"B-but..."

"NOW!!!"

In the back of his mind Ryan was sprinting as fast as he could toward the large metal door at the end of the hall. "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!"

Once he was close enough, he focused on all of the locks and in a split second they fell to the ground and the door swung open, allowing him immediate access. He ran in and slid across the dark floor as he forced himself to a stop just inches away from the rampaging monster in a blood stained straight jacket.

The darker half of Ryan's mind was in a frenzy, throwing its body around with a vigor that could only be fueled by unbridled rage. It screamed and roared incoherently as it thrashed about, trying to break free of its chains.

The lighter half shushed it at first, but that didn't do anything but become drowned out by it's hollering. "Shut the fuck up, you babbling moron!"

The dark half ceased it's tantrum and started glaring daggers at it's other half.

"Look," He began, taking a breath to calm himself. "you and I both know that this isn't going to end well. That is why I'm here, and that's why I need you to focus."

The darker half's eyes seemed to show a sign of understanding, allowing the lighter half to continue. "I'm going to let you out, but you have to promise me something." The darker half tilted its head slightly. "First, you will not hurt Silver." It growled. "You will not hurt her! You will not hurt her and you will come back here when this is all over."

It started to roar, seeing this so-called agreement to be a little one-sided. "And in exchange..." It paused, wanting to hear what he had to say. "I want you...to kill every other motherfucker you see in here."

It froze for a moment, then smiled. It nodded furiously, a blood curdling smile spread across its face.

He closed his eyes and swallowed, nervously making his way over to the dark half and undoing the belts on the jacket. "Leave no survivors. Just leave Silver alone and the rest are all yours."

He made his way to the last belt, the one that kept his arms bound to his sides. After taking a deep breath he separated the two leather strands from each other and the jacket that once held Ryan's darker half fell to the ground.

It smiled as the implement that had kept him stuck in place for years was finally free from his body. "I'm gonna kill them all. I'm gonna kill their friends and their family. I won't stop. I'll never stop!"

The lighter side took a few step back. "This might not have been a good idea."

A severe pain shot through Ryan's skull, causing him to reach his hands up and burry his fingers into his head. It felt like hundreds of small razors were burrowing their way into him. The sensation sent wave after wave of blood to his brain. He could feel his pulse in his eyes sockets as several blood vessels started to pop, leaving the white in his eyes red as they filled with blood.

The pain passed and he looked up at the group of Changelings surrounding him, as well as the smiling queen.

A disturbing grin graced his features. "I'm gonna kill each and every one of you." He spoke with an unnatural growl in his voice. "I'm gonna rip off your skin, wrap it around my dick, AND FUCK YOUR QUEEN WITH IT!!!"

They recoiled at this and before they knew it, the human was charging at them, screaming like a maniac.

Luna had to take a seat on the floor. Her mind was becoming overwhelmed with images of her mate. In each image he was covered in an odd green liquid, his eyes were blood red, and he always seemed to screaming.

She placed a hand to her head, becoming dizzy from the overabundance of violent pictures in her brain. This must be some kind of sign. She needed to find him and quick.

Several of her lunar guards had stopped to tend to her, but she waved them off and pulled herself back up, continuing their journey deeper into the changeling hive. The lighting was too dim for them to see very far in, so torches were lit and lined up along the walls.

The sound of screaming began to echo through the tunnel-like halls. It sounded like something small, like a child. A short figure appeared in the darkness, becoming clearer as it ran closer to the light.

As it got closer they began to make out its features. It had dark, tough looking skin, long green hair, and bug-like wings. The guards raised their weapons, causing the small changeling to stumble and fall as she tried to stop herself.

"That's one of them." A guard shouted.

Two guards walked over and grabbed the changeling, lifting her into the air by her arms. She didn't fight them, just remained still as they brought her to Luna.

Luna looked down at the changeling. She wanted to appear strong and firm to it, but something about this changeling made her feel strange. Almost like she cared about it. Her toughened look turned motherly as she spoke. "Who are you, little one?"

It took her a moment to realize who was talking to her, but once she realized who it was she unloaded. "Princess Luna!" She nearly yelled. "My name is Silver. Please, you have to help Ryan. They're going to hurt him!"

Luna's eyes narrowed at the changeling. This could be some sort of trap, but they weren't going to be getting anywhere soon unless they had something to go off of. "Who's going to hurt him?"

Before Silver could answer, another form started to appear from the dark. This one was much taller, but had a body that was very similar to the smaller changeling. It appeared to be wounded, if the limping was any indication. Once it was close enough, they easily recognized her by the crown on her head, but not much else.

Chrysalis, queen of the changelings, stumbled toward them. Her body was covered in green blood; a combination of her children's and her own. Her horn was nearly gone, as if it had been snapped off just above the base of her skull.

"Please..." She weakly begged. "Help us...he's killing them. He's killing my children..."

Everypony watched her, frozen, in a state of shock as she made her way over, soon collapsing just inches away from them. She was still alive, but they all wondered what could have possibly happened to her. Then they all heard it. The sound of footsteps making their way over to them, followed by a familiar voice that seemed to be singing as it got closer.

"~Ladies and gentlemen!

You hero has returned again!

Everything is going to be okay-ay-ay-ay!"

Ryan appeared from the shadows, looking just as he did in Luna's visions. His body covered in a thick green substance, his eyes blood red, and filled to the brim with an unquenchable bloodlust.

Luna wanted to charge over, to run in and hug him and love him, but this wasn't Ryan anymore. This was something else entirely. It was horrible, monstrous, and down right evil.

He made his way over to the collapsed queen, gripping her broken horn tightly in his hand. He dragged the tip of it across the wall, making a threatening scratching noise that made everypony turn pale. As if seeing him in this state wasn't enough already.

Once Ryan made it to the queen he leaned down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling on it to force her head up. She screamed...and he laughed, raising the broken horn above his head.

"~Ladies and gentlemen.

Your shepherd and your very best friend.

Bow your head and let us in to stay-ay-ay-ay!"

Just has he brought the horn down, with the intent to shove it straight through her neck, his vision went black and all was silent. The last thing he heard was the screams of a woman he loved more than anything else in the world. She called out to him, begging him to stop. But now, now everything was gone. No more screaming, no more blood. Just nothingness.

Finally he heard something; the rattling of chains, a closing door, the sound of a lock being put in place.

Just one more thing he won't be able to see...