Chapter 2: We Need a Doctor

Other than the two kidnappings, life in Ponyville seemed pretty normal, on the surface.  Applejack sold her apples, Cherilee took the little fillies and colts on a field trip, Derpy delivered letters, and Rarity made her dresses.  But, even through all this normality, one pony by the name of Twilight Sparkle was not sticking to her normal, daily routine.

Twilight trotted to the bathroom.  She had just finished one of her experiments and she needed to mwash herself.  She was a complete mess.  She could only hope to get these stains out with hot water and shampoo.

She drew the bath water. I should probably see how Pinkie and Fluttershy are doing… later of course. I still have business to attend to after this bath.  Twilight jumped into the tub, feeling the hot water soak through her coat and to her skin.  She dunked her hair in the water to get rid of some of the dried blood ,from her previous experiment, that matted her hair.  She floated the shampoo over to herself and poured the shampoo on her entire body, making sure to clean herself thoroughly.  She then submerged herself entirely and when she came up, she looked at her reflection in the water.

She looked ok, there was a bit of blood that matted a spot on her coat near her neck, but that could easily be taken care of.  Her hair also covered her right eye, which she noted was bleeding again.  Twilight sighed.

“I guess sacrifices must be made for this wonderful treasure of mine.”

She got out of the bathtub and dried herself off.  She then wrapped a bandage around her bleeding eye.  Then, with a smile, she pranced over to a bookcase.  She then surrounded a dusty book with her magic and pulled it outwards.  The book didn’t move and Twilight held a look of confusion and annoyance.  She pulled harder.

*click*

The book shot back and the bookcase slid open, revealing a black iron door with no handle.  The only thing on it, was a trio of sigils.  Twilight’s horn lit up and she began to speak a language that she had created herself out of a combination of three different languages: Latin, Celtic, and Mandarin.  Although she created this language, and could speak it whenever she wanted, she could not have others use it, so communication was pretty much impossible.  The main problem, was not teaching somepony the words, but for them to be able to speak it in the required tone, context, and dialect that Twilight did. If they tried they would explode into a rain of blood and guts.  With that being said, the only use this language provides is to dispel sigils like the ones on the door.

Twilight entered through the door with a small twitch and a slight smile of satisfaction after removing the sigils.  As the entered, the door shut behind her and the bookcase slid back to its original position.

The room was an eerie green color.  There were bottles of unknown substances and plenty of test tubes.  A lot of things you would find in a normal ol’ laboratory.  The only difference, was the immense amount of blood that coated the walls, the operating table, the medical equipment, and a safe.  On the operating table, laid out, was Spike.

“Twilight, please, whatever you’re doing, you have to stop!  This isn’t you Twi-“ Twilight put a hoof over his mouth.

“Now, now Spike, don’t get to flustered. You’ll make it harder for Doctor Twilight to perform her surgery if you keep struggling and adding such a negative atmosphere.”  She began to form a wide smile and her left eye dilated as the pupil shrunk. “I even made a new surgical toy, Spike.  It’s guaranteed to have 100% precision.  I’ll never need anything else to cut another open again.” Her smile began to convert to that of a pony nearly completing a life long project.  It was wide, and overly excited and it scared Spike.

“You ready Spike?” she said through clenched teeth, her voice slightly set in a higher pitch,” HERE IT IS!”

Twilight tore off her bandage and Spike gasped.

Her eye was replaced with a robotic one.

A moment later, a beam shot out and was aimed at Spike’s collar bone.  It traveled downwards, melting and tearing away his scales.  Spike screamed in agony as Twilight laughed maniacally.  The laser reached his groin area and ceased.  The laser only cut Spikes scale layer, never causing any harm to the muscle tissue underneath.

Spike was in a great amount of pain, but not physical pain, emotional pain.  He loved Twilight, he admired her.  Her intellect, her always finding a solution to a problem.  He was so proud to call himself her number one assistant.  But what had he done to deserve this?  He did nothing but do what she told him to.  Tears began to form in his eyes.

Twilight giggled at the sight of her successful invention.  “You know, I can control the power of this right? I can make this thing cut through titanium like a HOT KNIFE THROUGH BUTTER! OOHHH this is such a wondrous occasion!”  She floated a couple of needles and stitches over.  “Now Spike, Doctor Twilight will allow you live, if you-“ She was interrupted as the sound of an explosion resonated through her secret chamber.

“Shit, they found me!” Twilight turned to Spike, “You live, if you keep your mouth shut!”

She ran for the lights and hit the switch.  Luckily, her robotic eye was equipped with night vision so she could see everything clear as day.  She ran to her safe, and quickly opened it.  She floated out a katana and a flash grenade.  She had the katana for a while now, it was a family heirloom, she had just sharpened it recently.  The flash grenade she had constructed herself.

The sound of another explosion mixed with the loud thud of the door hitting the opposite wall rung her ears.  She flinched at the sound, but looked at the door and saw three ponies enter in a hurry.  Twilight pointed her horn towards them and conjured fire out of thin air.  She had bee practicing with black magic and this was one of her favorites.

She watched them burn, and smiled as the aroma of burning flesh reached her nose.  She heard shouting and tossed the flash grenade outside the door.  She turned away, waited for it to go off, and teleported into the library.  As soon as she appeared, she felt somepony bite down on her mane.  She tore away and saw her attacker.  It looked like Rainbow, just with a scar and an eye patch, but Twilight knew better.

“SYNTHIA!”

The scarred clone of Rainbow Dash spit out a tuft of Twilight’s hair and that’s when she noticed she was surrounded by ponies, equipped with night vision goggles which were outfitted with flash protectors.

“Synthia, I will kill you...”

Synthia laughed, “Oh Twilight, long time no see.  How have you been?”

Twilight just stared, in a battle stance, ready for anything.

“Twilight,” Synthia said in a soothing tone,” we need you.  Just come peacefully… I don’t want to hurt you.”

Twilight thought she saw tears forming in Synthia’s eyes.

“We have them, Twilight.  Both of them.”

Twilight’s eyes shot open, “No! I told you to forget about the project! That kind of power will kill us all!”

“They are the only ones we weren’t able to clone, but we-“

“NO! Leave them alone!” Twilight fired her eye laser at Synthia.

“Oh sh-“ Synthia lunged to the side, the laser narrowly hit her rainbow colored mane.  Twiligh watched as Synthia’s hair combusted into flames, but before she knew it, she was being hit from all sides. She felt hoof after hoof hitting her, knocking her to the ground; pulverizing her.

Twilight could feel herself losing consciousness.  She used the last bit of her strength to muster up a spell to push them all back.

The groups of ponies that were beating Twilight were expelled backwards, hitting walls and breaking some of their necks.  One of the ponies landed on Synthia, smothering the flames that engulfed her mane and parts of her suit.  She approached Twilight.

“You had your chance, Twilight.  Now you are going to be a part of this project whether you want to,” Synthia coughed loudly,” or not!” Synthia injected Twilight with a sedative.

“You…bitch…” Twilight managed, before she went under.