Worry, Insanity, and Hope [Closed] (Dated)

[Steel Strike]

Nov 5, Year 4

Steel looked around a corner. It led into another one of the alleyways criss crossing the city. He went around the corner, and peered over a trash can. Everything seemed all clear. He had taken a much more elongated route to Mega's, to avoid any run ins with the griffons after Zwei. He hoped the griffbutt was doing fine. He did try to help after all, and he probably owed Zwei his life. He hoped he could repay the griffon at some point. Probably more information about his souls. He could do that, as long as he didn't kidnap him anymore.

Steel turned a corner, into yet another alleyway, littered with papers and cardboard boxes. He took a glance at one of the worn down street signs. He was just a block from Mega's place. He couldn't wait to see her smiling face, her feathery wings, he glasses. He really hoped she didn't worry too much with his abscence. Of course she's worried you numskull, she saw her colt friend kidnapped in front her, possibly never to be seen again. he thought, mentally facehoofing. He came to another corner. Should be my last. Right down this alley should be Mega's st- he stopped thinking.

Almost all rational thought shut down. There, lying in a pool of her own blood, with an chair leg sticking through her, laid Megabyte Stream, his mare friend. He didn't think he just did. He galloped straight to her side. "Mega, Mega. What in the hay happened?!" he said softly, in case the griffons nearby heard him. He looked her over, and decided she wasn't in a position to respond. Plus...Oh Celestia, her face. he thought as his gaze reached her face. Where her once normal face was, was distorted and bloody. Her glasses were missing, and her mouth seemed to be oozing blood. However, the most disconcerting feature was her mouth which seemed to be smiling, in a creepy distorted way. He didn't get more then a second or two at her face before looking at table leg, which seemed the more life threatening then her facial features.

What do I do?! he thought frantically. His first thought was to pull it out. However this threw up a giant red flag in his mind. NO YOU MORON, that'll kill her faster! She'd bleed out faster! he thought quickly. He stared at the mare dumbstruck on what to do. He could use his magic, but he had no clue as to the status of his magic. He focused on a trash can, but was instantly shot with pain. However, he gritted his teeth, and held the magic for a few seconds. He could do it, but it'd be painful. Steel didn't care. He couldn't just leave her like this. And he couldn't let her die like this.

[Sassaflash]

Mega didn't register that there was somepony there with her, let alone who it was trying to help. As Steel moved his eyes off of her face, her own suddenly shot open wide, her pupils merely pinpricks in her current state of insanity. Slowly reaching out, she grabbed onto the leg of the stallion as tightly as she could and pulled, too much strength sapped from her to actually move him. The look on her face said it all however, she wanted to hurt this pony in front of her.

[Steel Strike]

Steel saw his mare friend attempt to attach to him, quite suddenly. However, the look in here eyes...It couldn't be my Mega... he thought hastily. This mare seemed unhinged, and didn't care for rationality. Nothing but hatred burned in those eyes, breeding with insanity. He looked away and pulled his hoof away. Whatever the griffons had done, she was still Megs. Maybe not now, but she was still in there. And whether she liked it or not, he was going to make sure he could protect her to the best of his ability.

He focused on the mare, who was still staring him down. He pulled from all of his magic, to levitate the broken mare, and the chair accompanying her. This caused Steel, extreme pain, at first. It almost caused him to become laid out due to exhaustion. However, he kept his magic up, holding her in air. Slowly, he made his way to Mega's workshop. He had to stop to regain his strength and breath. The healing potion had healed the fracture, but it still hurt like hell to use magic. As he approached the entrance to the fake entrance, he's legs felt like jello, and his head felt like an axe had pierced it. He slowly entered the door, not bothering to shut it.

[Sassaflash]

Quiet growls left Mega as she was carried along in the magic aura, blazing glare trained on Steel as she continued trying hopelessly to grab the stallion. Blood slowly dribbled from her mouth as she focused on nothing but her thoughts on the pure hatred of the living being in front of her, its identity unknown to her.

[Steel Strike]

He reached out to knock on the door. Instead, he found he could barely move his leg as is. He had to resort to flopping his hoof at the door as hard as he could. It made a large thump as it banged against the wall. He hoped the mare he had sent to Mega's in the first place was there. And her name implying she was a doctor, he could get her someone more trained in fixing Megs up. He really hoped this new Megs wouldn't last forever. Or that this Manic state was a lasting effect from the griffon that had imparted it on her. He looked to the mare as he waited for a response.

"For Celestia's sake, please turn out okay, Megs. I don't...no I can't lose you. Not after what we've been through..." he said hoping to return her to some semblance of normalcy, knowing it was most likely in vain. He hoped he might have the mare he met on their first day. However, he also hoped this current state wasn't common for her. He really didn't feel comfortable with it, nor did anypony. Even now she reached out at Steel with those eyes, and the blood, still oozing from her mouth. She almost looked like a zombie from a horror film. However, he hoped this horror film had a better ending....

[Hark]

Buried in her books. Like always, that was exactly what Suture was doing. Her rather large bag was simply lying on the floor near her, as she hadn't bothered to unpack it whatsoever, excluding some of her books. This was basically all she did. It was boring, but okay. Then, a thump came upon the door. It could either be a good or a bad thing, she thought as she stood, moving toward the door as her horn began glowing, a grey nimbus of magic encircling the doorknob and any locks as she undid them, pulling the door open to see.... That smith-pony carrying the nearly dead owner of the house. "Well... damn." She was simply dumbfounded at this point.

Once more, her horn began to glow as her magic now enveloped Mega, however her magic alone wasn't enough to support her. Gesturing to Steel with her foreleg to follow. There wasn't much need for words at this point, it was obvious what he wanted and what kind of shit she got into. There was no questioning it: griffons were at it again, and she got on the bad side of one of them, and was nearly killed. Suture thought she was an idiot. Then again, she had the balls to go out there. There's a fine line between stupidity and bravery...

[Steel Strike]

Steel sighed a bit of relief. She took one end of Mega, with her magic, while he upheld the other. This transferred his pain, less of a axe splitting pain, and more like a mild headache. They carried her, and the chair, ever so carefully down the hole. "You don't know...*Wheeze*...how glad to see you're here..." he said, pausing to breath. He was utterly exhausted from the pain of what he just endured. It had been more painful then almost anything, he'd experienced before. He sincerely hoped Mega would be okay. Though the way her eyes stared at him was giving him second thoughts.

[Hark]

Suture nodded. Again, there were no need for words until something decided to happen. Her goal was to move Megabyte to her bed before she died, then operate from there. A simple plan. Glancing behind her, she saw Mega's eyes, and how terrifying they were. It was chilling to see that mare in such an insane, rage-laced state in which she could not control nor could reason in. Restraints would be necessary. But first, she thought, get to the bed.

Hopefully, Steel wouldn't collapse before he made it to the bed. Suture saw his pain and exhaustion, however he was a secondary priority, as Mega was dying. She opened the door via mouth this time, spitting afterwards. Brass was nasty. Inside, of course, was Mega's bed, which Suture promptly levitated Mega toward. "Smith. I'm going to need your help with this one. Move the dressings on the bed, please. Pile them somewhere. We'll need them- and fetch my bag," she added, glancing behind herself, her nimbus around Mega never breaking.

[Steel Strike]

Steel did what he was asked. He took the dressings and piled them next to Megs, and ran to fetch her bag. He hoped that she had something that would fix Mega. Yeah Im sure every travelling medic carries 'Chair Leg Removal' on her persons at all times. Steel thought sarcastically to himself. He placed his bag next to Suture, who was already at work on Mega.

[Hark]

Suture was beginning to get exhausted from restraining Mega. She had indeed let her down on the bed, however she continued to channel telekenisis to restrain her. "This is going to be very difficult," she stated flatly as her horn flared again, streaks of red now intertwined with the grey nimbus. An anthestetic spell was cast in a mere moment, causing Megabyte to promptly fall into a blissful, unconcious state. Suture, however was sent reeling, as her magic was heavily drained from the dual-cast. Well, relatively. She was sweating and panting, but after a minute, she had recovered. The smith had done as told, bringing her the required things for the operation. She grimly looked to the chair. In an equally grim tone, she stated: "We're going to beed a bucket."

[Steel Strike]

"Bucket...Right.." said Steel, feeling much better now that he hadn't used magic for a few minutes. He was still winded, and had a pounding headache, but nothing like the pain before. He searched around for a bucket. The closest he could find was a metal box with one side gone. It revealed the box was empty inside, and looked like it could hold water. "Will this do?" he asked running back to Suture.

[Hark]

Suture nodded, moving the bucked to a place where blood was already too saturates and dripping from the matress. Suture then promptly took the thickest blanket from the pile, unraveling it and placing it close to Mega. The problem here was the location- a tourniquet would not do, at all. So, Suture had to improvise, but that would be after she removed the chair. Simply turning Mega onto her non-chair side, she looked upon the full, deep, fatal wound. It may have damaged internal organs, but that was for another time. Grasping the chair in her magic, she simply ripped it out abd placed it far across the room as her hooves began to work, moving the thicker blankets onto Mega, applying pressure. On second thought, maybe a tourniquet would in this case , so long as it wasn't on for long. Suture then applied said medical dressing, now moving to another source of injury: her old suturing.The wound had healed sufficcently, so Suture decided to remove them. In one swift pull, and a fleshy sound later, they were gone, thanks to Magic. She then wrapped the leg in bandages. Moving back to Mega's torso, Sut felt around for internal injury, finding several broken or cracked ribs. With a technique most medics call "endotelekenisis," Suture quickly set all of the severely broken ones. Hopefully, they didn't move out of place. Thankfully, the rate of blood loss was slowing... Mega would survive, for now.

[Sassaflash]

The gray pegasus mare twitched every so often as the unicorn doctor worked on fixing her up. After not too much time passed, Mega's breathing slowly began to get stronger as the magic keeping her out began to wear off. Her eyes hadn't opened yet, but thoughts began to run through her mind once more. Bad thoughts...

[Steel Strike]

Steel Strike watched as the mare worked. He winced a bit when she pulled the chair leg out with ease. He also cringed every time he heard an audible pop, probably setting bones back into the right place. He watched as the mare worked efficiently pulling out her old stitches. After she checked her work, she sat back on her flank. "Will...Will she be alright?" was all Steel could muster, considering the circumstances.

[Hark]

Suture turned her head toward the stallion. "Yes.." she said, starting slowly and with reluctance in her voice. "... She'll be in incredible pain, but... she'll live. I can't vouch for her... mental status, however. We may need to restrain her." And with that, her head turned back toward Megabyte, then down toward the ground, in quiet contemplation or mourning. It was hard to tell. She had begun to slow down during the end of her operation, so something was obviously wrong.

[Sassaflash]

Mega's ear twitched. Voices...she could hear the vile voices of others around her...and she wanted them to disappear. A foreleg slowly and shakily moved to the side as the pegasus mare's eyes slowly began to open up to return vision to her. She was in pain, but she didn't care.

Her eyes locked onto the doctor as her pupils shrank down, a disturbing grin slowly creeping across her muzzle. She slowly reached towards the distracted medic's neck while a soft insane giggling began to escape her. She didn't care about possibly alerting the two ponies, all she could focus on was the pony she wanted to remove.

[Hark]

Suture's ears perked. No, it couldn't be... A mad giggling akin to that of a madmare. Her head instinctively jolted upward, looking into the pinpricks of Mega, who was reaching to, well, strangle her. "... Well damn." Once again, her horn flared, a jolt of magical energies jumping off of it toward Mega, another weak spell to knock her unconscious. "See? We need restraints," she said, panting and turning her head toward Steel.

[Steel Strike]

Steel sighed a breath of relief. She was fine. She wasn't dead yet. He stared at the floor, trying to figure out what happened. Trying to figure out what in the hay had happened. When he looked back at the duo, he heard Mega giggle a bit. "Mega?" he asked skeptical. He then saw her reaching out for Suture...No...She was reaching out for her neck! The mare quickly reacted, and, after a quick swear, knocked her out.
"See? We need restraints," she said out of breath.

Steel nodded, and seemed extremely depressed. He looked around the for anything that looked like straps, and moved outside the bedroom. He found a few rubber belts, supposedly used in old machinery. He hooved them, and trotted back into the bedroom. "Could these work?" he asked, a bit hoarse.

[Sassaflash]

Mega didn't react to the spell as it came at her. Her hooves fell down and hung off the side of the bed once the magic took her over and put her out once more, just an inch away from having been able to grab onto the medic. Her breathing slowed as her body went fully limp, she was fully asleep again, if just for a little while.

[Hark]

Suture had returned to her former position, however back substantially out of supposed fear of the madmare waking up. Again, she looked downcast, depressed. As soon as Steel spoke once again, restraints in hoof, she nodded, not looking toward him. "Yes, they'll be fine," she said, levitating them out of his grasp. One across the upper torso, one across the lower, and one across the hind legs. All secured to the underside of the mattress. This was what Suture did before she, once again, returned to her former position.

[Steel Strike]

Steel watched as Suture restrained. It was like seeing a mad mare being restrained in some phsyco ward. And it was all my fault. If only I found her earlier. Maybe I could have protected her....Maybe she wouldnt be raving mad... were the few thoughts he could think. He looked at the mare who had just saved Megas life. She seemed just as sad as he was. He decided thanks were in order. "Um...Thank you, for saving her life. I...I dont know what Id do if she..." but he couldnt continue. To think what would have happened... he couldnt bear it.

[Hark]

"It's nothing... She's alive... insane, but alive," she said, slowly. Sadness was laced in her voice. Something was bothering her, definitely. "The same can't be said about others..."

[Sassaflash]

A few twitches began to signal the reawakening of Mega, starting with her legs, then her ears. The mare's eyes slowly began to open up once again. It took a moment for her to regain the feeling in her body, but once she did, she felt something strange. Straps...there were three straps around her...holding her to the bed. The vile bed!

Her eyes shot completely open with the same insane rage as before. Despite her injuries, the mare struggled against the rubber straps that bound her to the mattress. Unable to speak in her current mental state, a series of loud growls left her mouth as she pushed and pulled on her bindings, shaking the entire frame of the bed with her furious struggles.

[Steel Strike]

Steel looked at the mare. "You saved Mega.... thats all thats impo-" but stopped and jumped back, as Mega jumped up quickly. she began growling and making noises incomprehensible to him. He looked at Mega returning her death stare with one of sadness. "Oh Megs.... What did they do to you?" he asked seemingly tp himself. As the mare doctor grew more and more estranged. "You saved her. Thats what counts." he said hoping it'd give Suture some comfort in his words.

He stared at the deranged Pegasus a few moments longer, then lwft the room. He could no longer stand to see her like that. Insane and hurt and so full of anger....

[Hark]

Suture sighed, now turning her head toward Mega as Steel exited the room. She stood, moving toward the bed, looking Mega directly in the eye. She began to say something in a quiet and sincere voice: "I'm so sorry..." she began, an apology to one who would never receive it. Thoughts began to dance around in Suture's mind, and she almost began to cry. She backed away from Megabyte, beginning to walk toward the door, and thus Steel. As she reached the door, she took one last glance at Megabyte. Quickly turning her head away, she went into the hallway, toward Steel. She closed the door via telekinesis, looking toward Steel with depression and regret in her eyes. After that, she began to walk toward the main room, to go to a corner, sit, and think things out.

[Sassaflash]

Mega continued to struggle against her bindings on the bed as low growls relentlessly left her. Her eyes locked onto Suture as she approached her. The wretched being said something to her, but she didn't care enough to understand what any of the words meant.

In her stated of injury, the pegasus was forced to rest and stop her struggles, breathing heavily while keeping her eyes on the unicorn medic while she left the room. The door closed as she was alone, stuck to the bed and unable to do more than seethe in her own anger.

[Steel Strike]

Steel sat, and watched as the medic leave the room. Soon after the growls died down, allowing rational thought to once again form. And the thoughts we're not very good ones. All my fault...Should have been there...Why did they do it.... the thoughts replayed like an old record in his mind. It wouldn't stop replaying either, not until something directly happened or if it involved Mega.

[Hark]

Suture stopped herself mid-step. She was halfway down the hallway before she turned around, looking at the depressed Steel. She thought to herself: 'Was I really like that?' Thinking back to the time of when her... really good friend... was incarcerated in an asylum... marked for death... execution... She shuddered at the thought, the emotion of the day the note came flooding back to her. 'At least she's still alive...' She walked over to Steel, nudging him with her forehoof, then immediately going into an extremely tight hug. Suture began to cry into Steel's mane, violent sobs following.

[Steel Strike]

Steel was surprised by the sudden hug. She began sobbing uncontrollably into his mane. He comforted it, and silently cried as well, along with a runny nose. She must have had something like this happen to her as well... thought Steel, wondering as to why the sudden show of emotion. He continued holding her, not sure it was a good idea to let go. He felt that she needed to let this out as much as he needed to. So the duo stood there, crying in each others hooves.

[Hark]

She continued crying for some time. It could have been minutes. It could have been hours. Days, weeks, years, even. All Suture could tell was that it felt like an eternity. When she finally regained the composure to speak again, her sobs had died down, and her crying had stopped. When she finally broke the hug to look at Steel, she, well, looked as if she had been hit by an emotional wrecking ball of doooom. She began to speak, a slow, deleberate way taken to her words. "Listen... I'm sorry about what happened to her... and I'm sorry you had to see that. It takes something serious to set a mare over the edge like that..." A pause followed. Suture regained her composure once again. "Be glad she's alive. Some don't survive the trip over the edge..." She began to trail off. She could no longer shed tears- too many had been shed ready.

[Steel Strike]

After she stopped crying, he continued to hold on. He knew the mare had probably seen worse things in her time. What sent her to tears now was beyond him though. He held on a tad longer. He wanted a professional opinion on his next question. And she obviously had intimate knowledge of the subject. "Will-" but had to stop and start again. The question was painful. "Will she...ever be the Mega that I used to know?" he asked, very strained by it. He hated asking, but he wanted to know her chances. Whether she had a chance. Whether he had the chance to apologize, for everything.

[Hark]

As the question was asked, doubt crossed Suture's face. Was there any chance, at all? Perhaps. From what she had observed, this madness was caused by trauma. Though she was no expert in psychiatry, she could try to answer. "... Maybe. If this is what I think it is, then there's a chance," came slowly from the mare's mouth. It wasn't an easy answer to give, but at least it could provide some comfort to Steel.

[Steel Strike]

Steel Strike squeezed the mare slightly tighter. There was hope... he thought. "Thank you..." was all he could manage. As long as there was hope, Steel would stand by Mega. Through thick and thin. He'd stand by her bedside even if that stare was the only thing that he would receive from her.

[Hark]

Suture remained in the hug for a short while. Feeling the true fatigue of what she had just done, she broke said hug. "Forgive me, I'm not so sure I can stay upright for long," she said, weariness in her voice. "I'd ask you to monitor her, but I'm not sure you have the experience to do so. My advice? Find another medic. For now, however, if I don't rest..." She staggered, bracing herself against the wall. "I'm going to pass out right on the spot. Magical fatigue and all." With that, Suture began to walk off, toward the main room and her mattress. She'd lie down on it, going to sleep within minutes.

[Steel Strike]

*A few hours later*
Steel had been trotting around the entirety of the undercity. Had he not been looking for another doctor, he might have marveled at the city in it's filth and squalor, all right under the Griffons beak. He had been asking around, and shaking heads all lead him nowhere. It seemed where doctors would be needed most was lacking them the most. Due to the filth he wasn't surprised. He walked up to a seemingly shadier character, a darkened pegasus. "Sir could you direct me to a doctor? Im in desperate need." The Pegasus, whom had been laying on a wall, looked up at Steel. "Heard them Rebels rescued one today. Check downtown. Might get lucky.." he said, in a nonchalant monotone voice. Steel Strike sighed a breath of relief. "Thank you!" he said quickly, and trotted off.

He reached 'downtown' which was just a collection of shanties and shabbily put together in a hap hazard manner. He looked around, and saw it was bustling with activity. With the successful raid, Rebel Fever was at an all time high. Steel was really reconsidering the whole rebel thing, and that maybe it wasn't the best time for it. However, there wasn't time for that. He had to find the doctor in this crowd first.

[Mercy Heart]

Mercy stood on the second floor balcony of an old building built out of sheet metal and rotting wood. It was owned by one of her patients, who let her escape the party that was taking place below. She watched the crowd, focusing on honing her magic. If she was to move into the undercity, she would need to be able to handle more than one or two ponies around her. Her horn glowed softly and she closed her eyes. Feeling individual ponies, their joy, their happiness, their hope, she smiled; maybe there was still a chance to do right by them, but she would need to be better. She focused, moving through the crowds, feeling each one. Happiness, excitement, fear...wait what? She went back, focusing on the pony whose spirit was filled with fear, sadness, and a bit of anger. She opened her eyes. There, moving through the crowds, was a familiar looking unicorn, the smith. Why was he fearful?

Trotting down the stairs, she made her way into the crowds; she had to reach him. All at once as she left the building the emotions were overwhelming, she put a hoof to her head and tried to focus herself. She moved through the crowd quickly, pushing others aside, using the smith's emotions as her guide. "Smith!" she cried out, "Smith!"

[Steel Strike]

Steel looked around. An instinct when someone calls out your specific profession. He turned to see....The mare from the clinic! he thought quickly, and ran to her. "Hello..Um...Mercy." he said, taking a moment to recall her name. "Look, I don't have much time to explain, but I need your help!" he said quickly, hoping the mare would agree.

[Mercy Heart]

"I know," She barely opened her eyes and smiled, breathing heavily. "Hurry, lets get away from everypony, so you can tell me what you need." She proceeded to trot out of the crowd, staggering occasionally from lightheadedness.

[Steel Strike]

He trotted after her, and soon caught up with her. He saw she was a bit overwhelmed, and he been in a better frame, he may have questioned how she knew. However, that wasn't important. "Megabyte Stream...she's hurt. And she needs to be monitored, otherwise....Something might happen, in which case I can do nothing. But she needs help. She's also one of the mares who helped you escape, if that counts for anything." he said rapidly. He was slightly relieved that he found a doctor. However, he soon began to worry that she might have escaped, and done something worse to Suture. "We better hurry..." he said, trailing off into his own depressed thoughts.

[Mercy Heart]

Mercy allowed the Smith to lead her to Meg, "Megabyte is hurt? Was it from the rescue?" She remembered buying parts from her. Megabyte was a genuinely nice pony, nice spirit. If something happened to her... she chose not to think about that. Best thing for Megabyte was for her to be of sound mind, ready for anything. "Can you give me specifics, so that I may be more prepared?"

[Steel Strike]

Steel nodded. "I found her a block or two outside her home. She had a chair leg impaled through her abdomen, and her mouth seemed really bloodied. She also seemed....enraged. And not in a normal way, like an insane, demented way. As if she didn't give two bits to anything or....anyone.." he said, the last part being the hardest to say. "The other doctor fixed the issues concerning the chair leg, her mouth, and a few broken ribs. She suggested I find somepony else to monitor her, due to magical fatigue and all that. Im more concerned about her mentally...." he said, worried. He really hated seeing Megs like that. But Suture said their was hope, so hope he would have.

[Mercy Heart]

"You love her," Mercy did not look at him, instead focusing on clearing her mind of all the other ponies. She could tell from his spirit, that he was afraid, not for her life, but for her mind, for their life. "I can monitor her, make sure she fine. I could also examine her if you wish, see what is wrong mentally." That was a long shot, but she had done it before, on ponies with post traumatic stress disorder. It was likely that Megabyte would suffer the same, after what the Smith described to her. She began going over her notes and books in her mind, remembering the different diagnosis and treatments.

[Steel Strike]

Steel was interrupted by a sentence he didn't expect to hear from the doctor. "You love her." The sentence hung in the air for Steel. He understood the next few sentences, but in reality, he kind of assumed she would do those things. The words played around in his mind, while they trotted along. I love her... he thought. He had never thought it, never said it, and might never get to say it if they didn't get there in time. He said it a few more times in his mind, still reeling from the impact the words had on him. I..I love her. he thought a final time, before his mind decided to act on the words. And I'll do anything to protect her...and make sure she's never in a position to get hurt again! he thought forcefully.

Steel was now powered by a fervor he'd never felt before. Of passion, hatred, anger, and an overwhelming sense of duty. He was now determined as never before he had been. This state would last until they reached Mega. Until he had calmed down again, his only thoughts would be about Mega.

[Mercy Heart]

She looked at him confused as his emotions flared. What caused this? It didn't matter, she was glad he was like this. She could use his determination, helps her keep her own in check. She continued going over her notes and books, making sure she would be ready to help in anyway she could. She was also looking forward to meeting another doctor. With her clinic all the way in the industrial district, and most doctors being near the residentials or in undercity, she had not met another. I wonder what this doctor will be like.

[Steel Strike]

They soon approached the entrance way into Mega's workshop. He entered, much less emotional then before, but still determined. He believed with all his heart he did love the mare. He first walked in and sat down, and waited for the doctor to go to work. He eagerly awaited while he looked over his marefriend, whole heartedly expecting everything to be alright. His enthusiasm was high, and determination was as well.

[Mercy Heart]

Mercy stood at the doorway, looking confusingly at the mare lying in the bed. THIS is Megabyte? She could not believe it, how some ones spirit could change so much. It hadn't been that long since she last seen her, how could her spirit be filled with such malice? She slowly stepped forward, her horn glowing. It would seem trying to be prepared for anything is rather impossible. She shook her head and began looking her over physically, the stiching, the mouth, she opened one eye lid to check her dilation. The eyes were fulled constricted. "Did the other doctor give her anything? A sedative or pain killers maybe? Did she use magic?" She still couldn't believe that this was Megabyte, what happened to her?

[Steel Strike]

Seel shook his head. "She put her to sleep twice with some spell, but other then th-" but was interrupted as he heard a growl. He hoped Mercy would be careful around Megs.

[Sassaflash]

Mega had fallen asleep on her own while left alone in the room for hours, her body forcing her to rest after the ordeal she had been put through that day. One of her eyes was slowly opened up by the medic's magic, a strange feeling. The sensation nearly instantly waking her up and causing a low, rumbling growl to come from the pegasus. Her eyes locked onto Mercy, the new face causing a slightly disturbing smile to grow across her muzzle.

Unable to do anything with the straps holding her down, she suddenly snapped at Mercy with her jaws in an attempt to bite; she was going to cause this pony pain if she was given the chance. Pushing her body against her bindings, she caused the bed's frame to rattle slightly.

[Mercy Heart]

Mercy stepped back at the action, a look of worry and confusion on her face. "How..." she let it trail off. Her horn glowed a bright cyan, she needed to know what was wrong, but first, she needed to calm the mare down...if she could. She stepped forward, a look of determination now. The happiness, the content, where was it? She searched through her soul, past the malice, rage, and hatred the now completely masked her. She needed a part, any part of the original Megabyte, to grab a hold and bring her out of the darkness. "Calm down," was all she said as she got closer to the mare, "calm down."

[Sassaflash]

Mega continued to glare at the doctor, pressing herself against her restraints in worthless attempts to escape them. Words...those vile sounds were being said to her again. They only made her want to hurt this mare even more. Despite there seeming to be little wavering in her rage, her struggles gradually began to weaken. She felt strange, but tried her best to ignore it and keep up her efforts to escape; it was as if something was fighting against her.

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