“Have a good talk?” Master asked, looking at me as I sat down next to him at the dining room table, and he took off my leash.

“It wasn’t that important,” I whispered.

“What’d you talk about?” Silver Tip asked, making me snap up.

“If you want to know, why don’t you ask your soon-to-be wife?” My voice was uneven, so I stood up and kissed Master hiding the fact that I was crying the best I could. He smiled, hugging me tightly. “Because if you’re going to marry her, then you shouldn’t be scared just because of one secret conversation.”

“I’m not scared.” I looked at him, and he frowned. “Sweetie Belle.” They looked at the door, and she didn’t come into the room. A maid came and set down food. “Get back in here right now.” Glancing at the food, I looked up at Master.

“You know you can start.”

“Thank you,” I replied, and started eating.

“Sweetie Belle, get back in here!” Silver Tip shouted. She opened the door and went back to her seat looking at her food. “What took you so long?”

“Nothing.” It was clear her eyes were red. She started eating, and I picked up a cup of apple juice, drinking it.

Silver Tip sighed and started eating as well, so did Master. We finished, and I wiped my mouth with a napkin as a maid cleaned up. “Is Sethi here?” Master asked, looking at Al who had come into the room without me noticing him. “I need to talk to her about something.”

“She was called away to the hospital for an emergency surgery,” Al said, going over to the table and setting a few letters down. “She’ll be back soon.”

“That’s fine. Send her to me when she’s done.”

“Yes sir.”

As Master got up, I climbed onto his back making him look at me. I looked away, and he rolled his eyes. “I almost forgot, what do you have planned Silver?”

“Well, after I speak to Sweetie Belle in private. We had nothing planned for today, other than leaving my house while my sister’s things were removed.”

“How about you meet me in the pool room in about two maybe three hours, then we’ll make plans for the day. Hopefully that will allow for you to ready for the trip. Maybe we’ll get some ice cream and see a play or movie.”

“That sounds wonderful. We’ll meet you there soon.”

“Very well,” Master said, his letters floated into the air, and he walked out of the dining room opening letters as he walked.

“Anything good?”

“Not really, just more boring work, nothing important sadly.” We went back to his office, and he started working again, letting me bury my face into his mane. Something hit me, I had done this a lot lately. Ever since I stopped with school, laying on Mater’s back, and burying my head into his mane was becoming my pastime.

A boring one. “I love you, Master.” He glanced at me for a moment before letting me fall asleep.

“And so the cobra ate the little mouse. Ah, Scootaloo.” I sat up looking around, I was in Ponyville’s library. “You’re awake.” Looking up I saw a silver unicorn with no face, she was smiling kindly.

“Where am I?”

“Oh, you must have dozed off.”

“I’m sorry I fell asleep, I must have been tired.”

“It’s not a problem, did you sleep well?”

“I don’t know.” Tears started falling from her faceless head onto the wooden floor. “Is everything alright? You’re crying.”

“It hurts, Scootaloo, everything hurts.”

My breathing started to pick up. “What-what do you mean? You’re fine, you don’t look hu—” I stopped cold realizing those tears were of blood.

“Why didn’t you help me? I thought you said you would protect me from that monster, not help him?” I stood up looking around, I was in that torture room again. “You couldn’t have at least taken me home?”

The room narrowed, making my eyes locked onto Balai under the bench. “I-I couldn’t save you. I’m sorry.”

“Scootaloo, you killed me. You had no intent on saving me!”

“Please, I didn’t mean to!”

“Yet you slit my throat.” Her body started to crawl out from under the bench leaving a trail of blood and muck in her wake. I started backing up shaking my head. “Come here, Scootaloo.”

“Please, I didn’t mean to.” The room started to narrow, and I was on the ground as it started to move toward her. Everything around me shook as I turned and started to run away from her.

“YOU CAN’T GET AWAY FROM ME OR WHAT YOU’VE DONE!” Balai screamed at me as the path started to pull me faster toward her. Her blood started to form claws which dug into the ground allowing her to run after me as blood tears started going down my face. “I WILL GET YOU!”

“STOP!” I screamed. In a moment of confusion, pain shot up my back, making me realize I was on the ground in front of Master’s desk. It took me a few seconds of choking on air before I could breathe normally. Shakely, I looked around confused as to where I was. Papers fell down around me as Master looked down at me.

“Fell asleep?” Master asked, I nodded. “Well I’m done with work, and we have a bit before we are going to meet Silver Tip in the pool area. You’ve been asleep for almost three hours.” I floated into the air and onto his back again. “But, I think it’s time for some fun.” He got up and went out of his office, I yawned wiping my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, fear shot through me. We were at the torture chamber door and the magic runes on it glowed a bright blue. Punishment, how could I be so blind as to forget about it.

“Master.” He opened the door and walked inside closing it behind him. “Does hurting me make you happy?”

“Yes.” Such a clear answer. I floated into the air off his back, and I was disrobed completely, even the strap on my wings was taken off. His magic set them nicely folded by the door. My hooves lightly clopped against the metal table allowing me to sit down on the cold metal.

“May I request something?”

A knife floated off the wall. “I’ll think about anything you request, but you have no promises.”

“Master, can-can we not do this today?” The knife stopped. “While I’m in the mood for painful sex, I’m not in the mood for just pain.”

“Why should I listen to that request?”

“There’s no reason why you should.” I looked down. “There is nothing you could gain or lose by hurting me till I bleed out. Or even smashing my bones. It’s just—small wishes that I want to come true.”

“And why should I grant you these small wishes?”

His tone was a bit off, me asking was a bad idea. “Never mind, please, Master, keep going.”

“Answer me,” he ordered.

“To give me bits of happiness.”

“What have you done to deserve that happiness?”

“I have done nothing.” His lips brushed against my neck as he took in a deep breath of my scent. “I’m sorry I’ve been so bad.” Tears went down my face and he sighed. “Please forgive me.”

“I don’t like those tears.” Master kissed my cheek, licking them off. “Why do you have to act like this when I want to have my fun?”

“Because it’s a habit that I want you to break me of.”

“That sounded awful close to an order to me.”

For a moment my muscles relaxed. “Yes, it was an order.” His hoof rubbed my cheek, and he kissed my forehead. “Do it,” I whispered.

“I’ve changed my mind about punishing you right now. Instead I’ll just finish with the other side.” Master’s hoof trailed down my spirals. The knife went back onto the wall, and I smiled making him smirk kindly.

Master picked up a white marker from the bench by the wall. A white hot fire poker floated into the air from the furnace as he drew onto my coat the outline for the new gift he was going to give me.

Letting out a breath I closed my eyes and held as still as I could, knowing what was about to happen. The heat made my hair singe as it came close. When it hit, a cold feeling like ice ran like lightning through every fiber of my skin. It was like opening a door to an icy winter breeze for the first time.

The cold feeling ended in the same instant it began as a stinging burning feeling soon took its place. My stomach knotted, and I shook for only a moment as Master traced the white marker to a flawless trail.

My hooves felt cold as my blood ran from them. That smell, I knew it too well. The smell of my flesh and coat burning, sending black smoke into the air to be sucked out of the room a few moments later. I panted, trying to get rid of the heat. Though oddly, this time my body was so calm that I didn’t feel hot, only the burning sensation felt like any kind of heat. Everything else was cold.

“Slower,” I said dry mouthed. Maybe it was the drugs, or maybe I had just grown used to this, but this pain didn’t feel bad, it felt calming. Heeding to my command Master began to go slower. However, soon a second feeling shocked me making me turn as he started adding to the spirals on my other side with a second poker.

It was more than just some small feeling as they spread across the sides. My sweat hit the metal table as he finished. Spirals extended over my entire sides going around my wings, running beautiful etched marks surrounding the hearts on my sides, even going down my legs some and the edges of my belly. They cradled my cutie mark and even ran up my neck to my cheek and even above my eyes.

“Beautiful.” The pokers went back to the furnace. Every ounce of my being burned and shivered as it tried to understand the pain that was consuming so much of my body, and why I was doing nothing to stop it.

“Thank you, Master.” My vision blurred, but an ice cold feeling made me groan as his magic held cool water to my new gifts perfectly overlaying them. Burned flesh filled the water as they were cleaned having never had this large of a gift before.

“I believe our time is up, let’s go to the pool.”

“Yes, Master.” The gift extended over my legs causing them to shake as I tried to stand up.

His magic lifted me up “You aren’t allowed to walk.”

Nodding hurt, but I did as the water left me. “Yes, Master.”

Oh, it felt wonderful as it burned me, feeling like knives of heat were cutting through my skin. Master set me upon his back as he walked. Each nerve screamed at me, burning in their own hell. But there was nothing I could do about it as Master walked, putting only the straps on my wings before walking into the hallway. The clothes floated to a passing maid who was frozen solid seeing me.

“Maid, take these and place them in the bedroom. Ready another color outfit, something darker.”

“Yes sir.” She quickly left. Any pony that saw us stared at me as I lay close to passing out on his back. We went to the end of the hallway to a set of stairs which extended under the ballroom.

Once we descended, I peered around, a dozen very thick and heavy marble pillars stood evenly spaced throughout the entire room. An old painting of Canterlot covered the ceiling, clearly not one of Rarity’s painting though but still pleasant nonetheless. A large waterfall was at the far end of the pool and a second set of stairs were across from this one going into the other hallway.

Master walked over to the jacuzzi which was on the end, closest to the stairs. Padded holes layered in the floor, making it so it would be harder to slip than normal. He got into the water, relaxing. His magic lifted me off his back and onto the steps into the pool, allowing me to lay down and not have to swim or stand.

With his will no longer imposed on me, I was able to lay almost completely under water, cooling my wounds. “Doesn’t this feel nice?” Master asked, leaning back. I looked up at him, and noticed five maids waiting on us by the side of the pool. Not a single one of them didn’t have some look of concern on their face.

“Yes, Master, very.” Talking was hard with spirals going over my jaw, locking it a bit from pain. The cool water allowed Master to relax, which in turn allowed me to relax, letting the water take the bad pain.

“Pool!” Silver Tip’s shouted making his voice echo as he jumped into the pool. He made a large splash, spraying Master and me with water. We turned toward him as he swam around. “Look, Sweetie Belle, I’m a duck!” He shouted jokingly, chuckling as he swam around in the deep end.

“I swear, and I’m the one that’s supposed to be the foal,” Sweetie Belle said, shaking her head. “Oh my gosh, don’t pay attention to him.” A soft chill went down my spine as Sweetie Belle’s eyes locked onto me.

Master chuckled, rolling his eyes. “Same as always.” Silver splashed Master. “Hey at least try not to splash us!” Master scolded.

“Oh get over it!” He laughed, making Master smile. Sweetie Belle was stopped cold by the edge of the jacuzzi. Her body quaked, and I could see her mind and body was running at a mile a minute. “What’s wrong?” Master asked, looking at Sweetie Belle. She was standing at the edge of the jacuzzi.

Tears started going down her face. Her horn lit up, and shock went across Master’s face as Sweetie Belle grabbed me with her magic, throwing me onto her back. “NO!” she shouted, running out of the room. It took Master a moment before realizing what had just happen, and by then, Sweetie Belle was in the hallway, running toward the front door.

“Sweetie Belle, what are you doing?!” I asked, startled.

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!” she shouted, running at full speed, and Master ran after us frowning.

“Master is going to get mad! Take me back!” A few ropes from a drape that Rarity had hung up flew off and tied me up.

“Nope! I’m not giving you back! Now quiet!” she ordered. I struggled lightly against the ropes, but I didn’t have the strength to break them, making me stop. This wasn’t exactly a perfect escape plan.

“Get back here!” Master shouted. He shot magic ropes at us which Sweetie Belle blocked with her own magic.

Sweat ran down her face as the magic took its toll on her. “Stay away, she’s mine!” Sweetie Belle shouted.

“Master, help! She’s fillynapping me again!” I shouted.

“What?” he laughed, tripping on a rug and face planting into the ground. I flinched a bit, worried. Silver Tip flew up to us easily and landed, running next to Sweetie Belle as she ran for the exit.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“I’m stealing her!” She reached the entrance area.

“Alright, stop and get on. I’m faster.” They stopped at the front door, and Sweetie Belle got onto his back climbing up his wing. Master slid in front of Silver Tip blocking the door, and Silver Tip backed up causing Sweetie Belle and myself to fall to the ground. I grunted as I slammed my side.

“Whoa, wait a second. What do you think you’re doing, Silver Tip? I was playing around, Scootaloo isn’t allowed to actually leave the manor.” I looked at Sweetie Belle, and she had a shocked look.

“What’d you think would happen?” I asked, and she looked at me looking away annoyed from her.

“Answer me, Silver Tip, this isn’t like one of your games. You were just about to steal my wife!”

“Soon-to-be wife, and yes it’s a game! It’s not like we were really going to steal her.” He chuckled. “Really you’re such a silly one.” He pushed Master’s nose. “Boop.”

“Be serious for a minute!” Master shouted, and Silver Tip saluted.

“Right serious!” Silver Tip giggled, relaxing. “Come on, it was a game. We weren’t going to go that far, and I was going to stay low to the ground. What’d you think I was going to do? Go to Cloudsdale or some place and be arrested for fillynapping?”

“All games are played in the manor.”

“Sounds good, but you have to give us a ten second start.”

Master groaned. “You’re just like a colt!” He shouted.

“Why do you think I really wanted to marry a foal? The Matchmaker said we’d be perfect for each other. Serious things are for grownups. If I don’t have to grow up for a decade or two then it’s all good. Plus it’s the same reason why I made my sister the head after my parents passed away.”

“I thought that was your parents will.”

“Nope. They actually left me everything. My sister had not a bit to her name. I didn’t want to lead the company at the time so I told her we’d either shut it down, or she’d take over fully.”

Master’s eyes went wide. “That’s a multimillion gold bit company!”

“And? I didn’t want to do it, and since I don’t have a choice now. I'll keep it open and whatnot till Sweetie Belle’s of age and can do it for me, but anyway.” Silver Tip lowered his wing and Sweetie Belle got on pulling me up as well undoing my ropes and putting me in front of her as we sat on Silver Tip. “You have to steal them to win!” Silver tagged Master, and he let his head fall in defeat.

“Ten.” Silver Tip tensed biting his lip, but then started running. “Nine.” I stared shocked at Silver Tip. He was nothing like what I had painted him as. He was basically a big foal! There was no way that he would really hurt Sweetie Belle, even if she did tell him, he’d probably argue about it, but he wouldn’t hurt her. We went down the left lower hallway and Silver Tip looked behind him to see if Master had caught up yet.

“So why’d you really steal her?” Silver Tip asked.

“Do you even see her body?” Silver Tip glanced at me for a moment frowning and then looking forward.

“You know I can hear you,” I mumbled.

“A lot of that is new,” Sweetie Belle begged. “Please, she needs help.” Silver Tip quickly turned going into the pool area. The maids looked at us surprised as he flew up and onto a lip above the entrance to the pool. Master came running into the pool area and looked around after a moment.

“Did they come through here?” he asked, and the maids became a bit unsteady seeing us above the entrance. They glanced at us and Silver tip prayed to them to not tell. They shook their heads no even though we were right above Master. He frowned and went back into the hallway he came from.

“We need to get her out of here,” Sweetie Belle said after a few minutes.

“No wait how about a better question like when you learned magic like that?” I asked, and she frowned.

“A guard taught me after you left. I figured I needed to be able to defend myself so I asked my sister and even Twilight. They said that I’d be better off learning to sing after I got my cutie mark. I don’t need to sing right now. I need to save you.” She hugged me tighter, it was painful, but I hugged her back.

“I don’t need to be saved, not anymore.”

“I know.” Her grip tightened.

“SWEETIE BELLE!” a voice that Sweetie Belle and I knew screamed echoing throughout the entire manor. All of us froze as the very air around us seemed to become a feeling of danger.

Author's Note

Editing done by Refro check him out!