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No one really knows what happens to exiled Rangers. The ones they know to be Corrupted usually left on their own or were executed when they became dangerous. Well, this is a look into the life of one such outcast.

 

A lone figure wandered to spot where he knew he'd be noticed, as if waiting for something. His long mane was tied back in a samurai ponytail and his haori flowed in the wind. One could discern part of his personality from his stature alone. Proud, strong and arrogant. As if believing himself better than others.

 

He stood and waited, arms folded as he stared into the distance. 'They'll be here soon. I can feel it...'

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Sai sat in her area, as two of the guards sat near by, just in case she did anything that warranted her being shot. Sai was handcuffed, and she had her head bowed, mainly keeping her eyes on her trapped wrists and loosely fisted hands. 

She was still wearing what a librarian would wear usually, if they were within the Citadel's safety. Her cloak with it's hood, her normal stand shirt and trousers, and her steel caped boots. Only without her armour, as those who were banished weren't permitted that kind of stuff. 
She was bound in normal handcuffs, something she could easily get out of, a simple spell that she knew would do the trick. But she didn't want to risk being shot for at least having some comfort in her last minutes in being in a familiar area. She knew that banishment would be to be living on the ground, where so many bad things had happened to her already. 

She felt as though she should be crying, but she couldn't muster the feelings. She had always had that feeling that she was going to end up banished, it wasn't like she was crystal clean in the government's eyes. 
Hell, she was a schizophrenic, those with a mental illness like that weren't seen as order, the were the optimum of chaos within the mind. She had lived her entire life in the fear of being banished, when she was very young and the symptoms started, when she had to go to find someone who would be able to give her the right medication to keep it under control, and then having to have it as a side note on her medical report, that was the scariest moment of them all. But she had made it through all that, it was only a bloody chaos artifact on the god damn ground that ruined her life. 

The drop ship clunked as it reached the ground, which made Sai lift her head. The guards got up, moved her off the seat, and pushed her towards the door. 
When the door opened for them, they didn't bother going forwards. The just lifted up her hood to cover her face in shame, and left her handcuffs on as they pushed her down the ramp onto the actual soil. 

As soon as her boots had touched the ground, Sai moved forward to get out of the way of the ramp lifting off. She kept walking for another few metres before the drop ship was in the air again, and she looked behind her and watched as the thing flew off. 

She watched the sky for a few moments, before looking at the ground again. She was pensive, trying to think of what she could do in her future here on the ground. 

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"Don't get why we're banishing her. Can't Corruption be cured?"

 

"You heard what Director Noble said. Corruption is a disease that poisons our home. It got a bit cheesy when he described the Citadel as Heaven, but he can't go two minutes without grandstanding..."

 

Sai would hear these bits of conversation as they escorted her off the dropship, being cut off when the ramp retracted and the door closed. After the dropship took off, there was clapping in the distance behind Sai. Sure enough, the figure from before was approaching, and he looked quite happy to see her. His smooth, cool voice almost lazily drifted through the air towards Sai, though he couldn't hide a certain...aspect in his voice. Something was wrong with him.

 

"Hello again, darling. Did you miss me?" 

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Sai didn't need to bother lifting her head when she heard that clapping, she knew who exactly it was going to be, who else could it have been? 
She did lift her head when he spoke though, the timbre of his voice demanded attention from anything near by, but she had to admit that his voice sounded only slightly different than she remembered. Maybe it was different, or maybe she had just remembered it wrong, Sai didn't really care either way. 

Underneath the small protection of her hood that it gave her, Sai felt strong enough to talk back to the traitor librarian. Though the hollowness that she felt inside, from losing her home and chance of a good life, was easy to hear in her own voice. 

"No Frost, I did not." 

She was still stuck in her place, standing slightly slouched. When she got away from Frost she would get rid of her cuffs, Sai would rather have all her magic ready to defend herself in the crazy man's presences than just not have the use of her hands. 

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"I'm hurt, Sai. After all I did to help you complete your mission, and even considering helping you again after the Citadel cast you out. Getting free of those cuffs, a place to stay. And given a little time, I could get some equipment for you. Is it too much to ask that you accept this generous offer?" He asked, feigning indignance, though he couldn't resist smirking a little. The cuffs were a trivial matter to deal with. But he had to be careful with his strength. He didn't want her dead, after all. But if it got ugly, he had to subdue her somehow.

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Sai gave herself a second to let her face distort into a pissed off snarl before she angrily snapped off her cuffs with her magic. She didn't even need to mutter any words, she was just angry enough and had enough magic pulsing through her to prove the traitor wrong. 

"Your 'Help' as you call it left me to be banished. Left me here, where I cannot get any medication to help manage my symptoms of the illness born inside of me. Your 'help' has taken me from my home, from my means of regulation, from my means of reaching some idiotlised goal I had for myself. Really Frost, with that hanging on what your help did to me last, do you really think I would accept your offer?" 

Sai ranted, she needed it. She was griefing what life she had lost to her banishment. Inside she felt like crying, and she could feel tears starting up, which she was so glad that her hood covered most of her face, and that her voice remained somewhat steady.

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When she snapped her cuffs and began her rant, Frost's smirk vanished and he held out a hand towards her, looking at her with a soft expression. It might've been pity.

 

"My help led you to the artifact. It was the artifact that caused all of this, and it's the Citadel that cast you out for completing your mission. They know that artifacts are dangerous, but they sent you anyway. They never really cared about you. You're just a statistic to them. But not to me. I see a hurt changeling abandoned by the ones she thought would care about her. If I were in your position...I'd want revenge. Revenge on the Citadel for abandoning us."

 

His voice turned softer and almost warm. "There's way to manage your condition. Herbal medicine and magic. And I can help you find the spells you need. Nothing and no one will ever hurt you again, Sai. I promise you, but only if you let me help you."

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Sai watched as the traitor tried to be kind to her, it was weird, she could see the movements and she could hear the change of his voice, enough though he was about 10-20 metres away. 

"Oh the Fucking Citadel would have banished me earlier if I wasn't good at finding doctors that pitied me. I lived for years in fear that I was going to be caught, and then I finally was. I lived so many years of fear and pain."

Sai had to at least consider the offer of help that Frost was giving her, she didn't want revenge on the citadel, but she did want to survive, and keeping her terrifying hallucinations and voices away would keep her alive. 

"You do know that I am a librarian Frost? In all my years of study, I never once came across a book that held all the information that I needed. No magic book with spells, with magical plants or elixrs that could keep my demons away, nothing of the sort that could help me. What would make me believe that you somehow had a remedy that could keep me sane?"

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Frost approached her, getting close enough that she could clearly see his face. He gave her a gentle look and smiled at her. "Of course, my dear. Strong, female and a Librarian. Nothing could attract me more than strong and smart girls. I don't have all the answers, but we can find them together. You know where the Ranger patrols are, correct? They're bound to have Medics with the medicine, and if they don't, we'd have subjects to test potions on."

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Sai immediately posed in her casting stance as Frost went on, the statements he was making almost chilled her to the bone, and her first instinct was to defend herself. 
She definitely had enough magic energy inside of her to keep him busy, enough to keep him at bay so that she could run and go find some place to hide from him. 

"Go fucking harass someone else you creepy bastard. I'm not going anywhere with you, or even near you."

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Frost's eye twitched. "Creepy? I... am not... creepy..."

 

Within moments, Frost looked hurt, angry and upset. "I'm not creepy! I go to the trouble of meeting you here, offering you help and suggesting that we figure something out to help you! I didn't do this for my own benefit, and it just so happens that I like you, otherwise I wouldn't have bothered to come out here! A little fucking gratitude would be nice."

 

He paused for a moment to take a breath before yelling again. "And I'm a perfectly charming stallion! Mares used to go crazy over me!"

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Sai watched as the stallion in front of him went through all sorts of emotions, his face revealing a lot of them, and when his eye twitched it was almost cartoon like. 
She had to think, this man was about 100 years old, even more. He probably never met another female since his god damn time in the citadel, but then the way which the stallions in the citadel now treated their female partners was appalling anyway. 

"You are a creepy old man. You may look young, but you certainly aren't. 'Strong, Female, and a Librarian. Nothing could attract me more than strong and smart girls'? That is not a compliment, that is something the old wrinkly man down at the pub would say to a women before he tried to have a go at her! And have you ever thought that maybe the mares you 'charmed' were thinking that if I don't go with him I might have some consequences? Mares have been oppressed before, and certainly in comparison from your day and age, we're actually treated like equals for once. "

She gave herself a second to breathe, since she was pretty much yelling at Frost at this point.

"And if you really think offering to help me after almost all the things you've already done to me is going to make me swoop into your arms, then you really must be getting old, Gramps."

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Frost tried to appear calm, but anyone with a brain cell could see that he wasn't sure how to take it. On the one hand, it only reinforced what he already thought of her. A strong and independent changeling mare who wasn't going to just throw herself into his arms. He wasn't too fond of mares who just melted at the sight of him. On the other hand, what she'd said...he shouldn't let it slide. His pride wouldn't allow those lies.

 

"What about the times when mares were dominant? Don't pretend there weren't mares who did the same thing. 'Cause that just makes you a hypocrite. And besides, what makes you think you know shit about me? What you know is what the other Librarians told you. Painting me in a negative light. They'll do the same to you, too!"

 

He just seemed like it hit him hard where he didn't want it to. How fragile his ego must be to let her words get to him like that.

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"I wasn't born in those times you old bastard, I wasn't the mares who would get stallions to walk beneath them, no, I was born and lived in the time when stallions rule the world. You, you were born in those times, and you made good use of it too. And frankly, I wouldn't have needed to know anything about you beforehand to know your a creepy man trying to hit on someone who just got fucking banished!" 
Sai gave herself a little pause, in that one second moment she decided she was just going to walk away from this after. 

"I don't care about what others will think of me, I'm already on the ground."

And then she did just walk away, after giving Frost the middle finger. She was currently in a clearing, so she headed towards the woods, the treeline furtherest away from Frost.
 

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At this point, something snapped in Frost's head and he suddenly seemed too calm, further reinforcing the 'creepy' side. "As you wish..."

 

Those three words were all he said, but he made no move to chase Sai. After all, he had all the time in the world to track her down.

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~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~
Night had fallen, and Sai had found an abandoned base to shelter in. Mostly all of it was dark, the insides of the bases in pitch blackness, though at the entrance outside did have moonlight shinning on the ground and slightly rusting old mental doorway. 

Currently she was inside the base, looking for rations or some kind of supplies that she could hoard. There wasn't any electricity, so Sai had a palm of magical light floating just above her hand in order to see where she was going. The light casted shadows all around her, but she was fine and just curious about what she could find. 

At sun down Sai had started to feel a little shaky on the inside, her medication was to wear off at that point, but she was able to get through that unstable moment and had found a nice base to find comfort in. 

Though that was at least an hour or two ago, and has she shifted through cupboards to find nothing, she could feel her nerves and her shaking starting up again. She wasn't seeing anything, nor hearing anything, yet, but her anxiety was rising like there was no tomorrow. 
She knew of her signs, of the tell tale signs of when something was real or not, and she wasn't feeling them now. 

She left the room, moving out to the hallway. Her lightly magical orb flickered for a second, and Sai froze. 
Sign number 1; magical ability fades. 
She started to breathe a little heavier, but she was keeping herself calm. First night after being off her meds was always bad, and usually most days afterwards would also be bad, but she was only thinking about what was happening right now. 

She could be good if she just went to a place that she felt safe in, maybe a small cupboard or a very small room would do. She hadn't found any yet, but she could find at least one to bunk in to keep her demons at bay. 
Sai got herself moving, down the hallway. A little bit of the roof had collapse in just in front of her, but it wasn't too low that she could get past, the metal beam was only about at her forehead, so she ducked under it as she moved on. 

Her orb flickered once again, and Sai once again froze. It was a survival technic, that was what someone said to her once. There were flight, fight, freezing... and something else Sai couldn't remember, that was really all she could remember, and she was just trying to stop herself from thinking about what she could see. 

That was of course, until she saw something. It was dark, like the shadows, but she saw it move. She saw the shadow move, could see it's defining features of arms and legs, and Sai could recognise it. It was something that used to haunt her at night, one of the first ever terrors she ever saw, it was the reason why she went for help in the first place, how she suspected that she had gone mad. 

The usually feeling of water on her brain, the shaking, tears were so close to fall from her eyes, and the adrenaline pulsing through her veins and making her heart go wild, the absolute fear. She made a noise, like a noise between a shriek and a wail, as if she was trying to cry but couldn't, the noise probably could have been heard from very far away, and it was directed at the thing slowly making his way towards her, but she was still frozen. She probably would have been for even longer, if she hadn't known the thing before, and soon enough she had bolted the other way from the black featureless man slowly walking towards her. 

She bolted, and then hit the collapsed ceiling. There wasn't any pain on her forehead for under a second, but the impact had stopped her in her tracks and left her dazed, and then the pain had reached her head. 
Her eyesight fuzzed before she fell on the ground, with a small cut on her forehead. She was out cold on the floor in an abandoned base, and there was nothing in the hallway with her, though it was pitch black as her magic winked out the light when she hit her head. 

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Frost had been tracking her when he heard her cry out. It was a rare instance that he snapped back to sanity, bolting in her direction and calling out to her.

 

Sai? Sai! Where are you? Are you hurt?" He called, sounding not like the deranged and creepy stallion she left behind, but rather the old him before losing himself to Chaos. "If you can hear me, Sai, answer!"

 

He cast his own light spell, which hovered above his head, when he found it. An abandoned base the Rangers used to use, and there she was. Out cold on the ground.

 

"Sai! Damn. Your meds wore off, didn't they?" He asked, despite knowing she couldn't answer back. Without hesitating, he picked her up and carried her back with him. He didn't know how to help her, but staying out where predators could get them wasn't a place to start.

 

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They couldn't make it to his residence that night. Too far away in the dead of night with predators skulking around. So he set up a temporary camp in a cave. After dealing with the resident, of course. The creature reared up, right as Frost severed the head in one stroke.

 

"There's your eviction notice." He said, moving the head to one side and freezing the blood. He gently set Sai down and wrapped her in his haori, setting himself to work cleaning up the blood, skinning the animal and trying to start a fire. Ice specialists weren't exactly the best at starting fires. When he was finished, he stayed on the other side of the fire and fell asleep. Thus ending what might've been a good deed.

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Sai had woken up with a start, her eyes snapped open and she took in a quick yet deep breath of air. Her muscled tensed for a moment, and then she let out her breathe and calm down. 

Her face felt hot, which she figured was from the fire that was only smouldering now in front of her. A weird smell was surrounding her, something her nose picked up on almost instantly. It was crisp, but musky and sweet at the same time, it was an alright smell, but it took a few moments for her brain to tell her head to look around and find the source of it. 
She looked across her body first, and noticed a kind of thing being used as a blanket on her. 

Sai lifted her top half off the floor, her arms feeling sore and her head had one hell of a headache going on. The fabric fell off her shoulders and pooled at her waist, and Sai had a better look around. She seemed to be in a cave, and as she took another wiff of where she was, she could smell blood. A quick look at the entrance showed where the source of that smell came from.

No one else was in the cave with her, but she couldn't have reached a cave on her own, she knew what happened last night and reaching a cave and making a fire wasn't something she could have done. 
She pushed herself off the ground the rest of the way, and picked up the fabric that was covering her and smelt weird. 

Her hood was down, and Sai's more changeling like features were showing. She had a better nose as a changeling than a mare, but usually she would change her face pretty quickly from waking up. 
She sniffed it again before she spread it out to see what it was. 

She was shocked when she fully saw what it was, she almost froze when she realised what it was and what it implicated. It was Frost's own personal coat, something every high librarian got when they reached that level, and when they were ever banished or turned traitor, they were allowed to keep it. 
Sai knew Frost's had a Japanese flair to his, bloody hell she saw him wearing it when he had come to meet her at the drop site. 

She quickly looked down at herself, checking that she still had every item of clothing on that she was wearing before she had been knocked out. Yes Frost had been creepy earlier, but sometimes those words muttered from men's mouths ended up in the mare being attacked or raped, and Sai couldn't handle that if that had happened to her. 
She found nothing out of order, and nothing felt like it had been removed and then placed back on again, so Sai let out a little sigh of relief. 

But there was still the dread that Frost had kidnapped her.

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"Good morning, Sai. How are you feeling?"

 

Frost's voice came from the cave entrance as he returned with some plants in one hand and his combat knife in the other. He didn't sound any different from the previous day, though the fact he was giving her personal space was likely something new. He sat on the other side of the smoldering fire, stacked some more wood and tried to get it to light again.

 

"Come on... Never was good with fire. Loved the cold, though."

 

Either he was sane or very crazy, not that it stopped him with trying to start the fire again. After a little bit, he gave up and started cutting the leaves off the plants and peeling them, revealing them to be some type of vegetable. Most likely breakfast.

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Sai watched as the stallion had his go at the fire, and then turned onto the plants. She remembered that Frost had specialised in Ice, which probably meant that he had trouble starting up the fire in the first place, and keeping it going must have been a little harder for him. 
She folded Frost's cloak in one easy motion, and it ended up piled neatly on the floor by when she finished her fold, and then she sat down in front of Frost, but kept the fire in between them. 

Frost was busy with the plants, and since Sai was not an ice librarian, she took the liberty to use her magic to add more fuel and flames to the fire in between them. The heat flashed on her face, adding more to the redness that was already there. Though she did change her face back to something that looked more normal, like something she would usually wear everyday, then her usual insect like skin. 

She didn't bother to answer the other librarian. She knew her voice was always hoarse in the mornings, and after a stressful night like last night, Sai wouldn't be surprised if it showed her more changeling like voice. 

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When the fire started, Frost looked up from the vegetables and flashed a grin at Sai. "Thanks. It wasn't easy getting it started last night." He said, threading the freshly peeled vegetables onto a stick, which promptly had one end buried in the ground. Then, he removed the armour from his forearm, rolled up part of his sleeve, and held out his wrist to Sai.

 

"You should feed. You'll die otherwise."

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Sai gulped, she was hungry. She knew she had a plan for when she was on her own, feeding on the fear of a dying animal would have kept her alive till the next animal, but feeding on something bigger and capable of proper emotion would be a much better meal. Though that would mean feeding on Frost. 
She wasn't totally against it, only a little, hunger was a more pressing issue for her right now. Though it would mean that she would have to feed off whatever emotion was currently going through the librarian, something she didn't know would be good for her or not, though it was food all the same.

"You sure?"

Sai stopped herself from talking anymore for a second, not at least she cleared her throat and got her voice back in order. Her voice had sounded like what a changeling did, like there were layers to it. When she spoke again though, it sounded normal. 

"You Sure? Changelings are more primal than the average pony, you know."

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Frost continued to hold his wrist out to her. "I'm sure. How else do I make it up to you for being an ass yesterday?" He asked, at least he wasn't sounding creepy anymore, but there was still that look in his eyes that showed the madness inside. But there were signs of attraction, though twisted and obsessive. But he kept talking anyway, anticipating a bit of pain from the bite and trying to distract himself from that.

 

"However it came out yesterday, I wasn't lying. I like strong, smart and independent mares. The thing I miss most about the Citadel is walking into a bar and just talking to the mares."

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"That is not really helping your Case Frost, but I'll take food when I can get it."

Sai got up, moved around the fire, and then sat down next to Frost, on the side his bared arm was on. She tentatively reached out and touched his arm with her hand, keeping the lightest touches she could and slowly pulled the limb towards herself. 
She looked at him again, her eyes questioning whether he wanted to do this. Feeding usually left the other person a little weaker and feeling 'drained' afterwards, if it isn't in a certain set of circumstances, which was definitely now. 

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"Yeah, sorry about that. Even I get nervous sometimes. And when that happens, it's hard for me to shut up. Just words pouring out and...yeah, I'll shut up now." He said, pausing when he noticed her look and shutting up completely. He nodded to her, signalling his consent and noting the irony that it used to be him asking consent for things. Times had definitely changed.

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