User blog comment:UglyTurtle/Justice League of Equestria RolePlay Blog Part II/@comment-24422626-20141105071134


 * The Warden gazes out the window at nothing in particular as he gathers his memories.*

...Of course, I haven't always been a warden. Some years ago, I was a fresh prison guard, right out of training. I was assigned to Blackgait Prison, which was just as notorious for its violent prisoners then as it is today. On one of my first days there, I had my first life-threatening experience as a guard. I remember it vividly... I was on yard duty, assigned to watch dozens of prisoners congregating for their recreation time, and I was one out of maybe five guards on the ground given the responsibility of overseeing "The Yard" while outnumbered twenty to one. It's one of the scariest jobs in the prison.

As I stood there that day in the middle of them all, I was approached by a prison gang of about ten. They surrounded me and attacked, and the armed guard in the watchtower couldn't get a clear shot. I just closed my eyes, thinking that my life was surely over, that I would die underneath that beating. But one of the other prisoners, the only diamond dog in the yard, charged up. He threw those gangponies off like they were sacks of meat rather than dangerous criminals. He saved my life that day. I didn't even know who he was. He could have just watched me die there; I was the enemy, right? A pony and a guard. But he didn't. He made me believe that a diamond dog could have a heart just like mine. I believed it then. I've believed it since.