It was then when the world became so silent. Everything was heightened-it was as though we were in one of those Manehatten or Neigh York City movie theaters that Sweetie and I went to when Scootaloo went off somewhere. (She would only state that "it was for an old big sister of mine." I tried asking, but she would then respond with "I'm sorry, but, I don't want to burden you with it.")The only sound, though, was the snapping of her right wing as the butcher cuts and the resulting sound:her scream that could curdle milk, even through her muffled mouth cover, her scream was something that stuck to my ears. Her head sprung up, immediately awoken from the immense pain.

"Aw, good, my Marionette's awake." Demi said as she placed the butcher's knife down. Laughing Gas shook her head in response.

"WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?" I gasp at who screamed. Pinkie Pie, her voice was recognizable. Why was she-when was it was so obvious? I can't believe I forgot to connect the dots!

"Why should our business," Demi starts, turning towards Pinkie Pie from where ever she was. "to some no good bunch of hecklers? I feel so appalled by your behavior. This work is beauty at large, You all should be grateful that we even allow you to see it. Though, you should have been used to it by now Pinkamina."

"You two know each other?" Laughing Gas mused at the thought. "They do look quite a like. Looks similar to the mare that barged in so rudely." Twilight gave a look towards

"Of course she is." She fumed. "She ruined a perfectly good session! It was so hard to get back later." Pinkie Pie sneered back at her.

"I'm glad I ruined your session!" Pinkie Pie shouted back. "She didn't deserve that!" Demi laughed as she looked towards Laughing Gas.

"What were you going to say?" Demi asked sweetly. So sweet that it made me cringe-she was obviously very angry. "I was waiting patiently before that pony- Pinkamina, interrupted and destroyed such a wonderful occasion."

"Don't leave our guests without the other side hacked either," She reminded, I guessed she even rolled her eyes based on how she sounded. "The doll looks very incomplete, dear."She tilted her head, her hoof was at her chin. She stroked the broken, hacked off with sick gentleness. Scootaloo was bleeding heavily from her hack job, her side bare as she wavered soon enough. Twilight shifted, her eyes glued to the figure as us all, her form from enraged to distressed coming to pass.

"She's bleeding too much," Twilight whispered to herself, but I heard her clearly. She had a tense expression."She won't make it-" Twilight has to be wrong, she just had to. Rainbow Dash had ended her mid floating stance she had, her wings folded tightly to her sides as she winced. I couldn't blame her once. Even Fluttershy-who immediately flung herself out the room, had her wings bound in distress. I'm guessing pegasi have it harder to see; they have wings after all.

"Pegasi wings are fragile..." Fluttershy remarked, whispering as she timidly peered from the doorway. Applejack and Rarity turned to face her, their face's contorted in confusion. "Pegasi have very fragile wings- their digits are more fragile then a unicorn's horn. With enough force, anything can sear it off. Even stronger than normal lightening can if it was aimed. Normally, pegasi can withstand the blows because of their ability with the weather. The only part of them that can't happen to be the main feature." The newly named Demi mimicked Rarity with dexterity that only Rarity had as if she heard the conversation.

"Do we have any of the-" Demi turned after sewing the gaping hole that attached the wing to the sides. Laughing Gas was examining her up and down like how she had done earlier. "What do you think she'll look best in?" Laughing Gas still stroked the wing, then pulled out a few primary feathers.

"Oh, anything you can come up with is grand, your style is divine," She coldly answered, then with the knife, she sharpened the feathers' tips to a point. Demi stared at her for a moment before questioning.

"Gas, dear, what is that?" She asked, trotting towards the feathers. "Your not writing on Marionette. She'll be my beautiful doll. I'm not going to waste my precious time that could be spent doing other sort (she made a very seductive face towards Scootaloo before turning her head back towards Laughing Gas) on deskinning and reapplying when I have a pony with a coat that's just perfect for what I want." Laughing Gas shook her head.

"Oh, believe me, I won't harm that." She leaned down and, with great force, forced her to widen her legs. Being chained, she had no other option. Though, I sense that she couldn't move anyway, the position was horrible. I doubt she didn't break her ankle trying to stay put in the position. "The viewers are lucky-the payers aren't here yet.I'm sure the redhead would have loved to see that. Seeing all the stallions paying money to have their way with her pregnant marefriend would have been such a fun sight to see."

"Those are for later then, I suppose?" Demi nodded as her question was answered. "I take bottom! You hack the wing---" Laughing Gas gave her a hoof. They took so much delight-sick sick delight. Why in Celestia's name did Celestia even agree to make us see this? I had to take my eyes away from the scene as Laughing Gas switched her position and immediately hacked away from the other wing as Demi had fixated herself between her legs. I couldn't take the tears that were shed as they as Demi was violating her with her own wing to penetrate after it was stripped from the feathers. Next thing I knew, the screen was shut off. Twilight must have immediately done so. Applejack's arm was wrapped around me by now, pulling me close as I, despite not knowing, started to shake. Pinkie Pie knew something, my fiancee is being assaulted and violated at the same time, and Twilight? I can't figure what Twilight's under. Probably guilt-she seemed very guilty from the state of her room underground, if that had any connection to what is happening.

"I-I'll tell you everything later," Pinkie said, blushing from the talk she and Demi shared. "Its not the time to be talking about it here." Rarity shook her head as she stomped near Pinkie Pie. I couldn't speak-I know she knew, perhaps, who the pony there really was. Yet, can I really say something? I was frustrated-I can't say anything about it until she brought it up. They'll realize I stole if I said something. But then....Pinkie Pie...knows something while Scootaloo's being raped by a psycho! I was conflicted, but I didn't need to linger on the thoughts long when Rarity snapped me from my thoughts.

"Who are those-those-" Rarity couldn't form words. I was sure that she was foaming from her mouth, she was that mad! She huffed before stomping a hoof. Her face scrunched up from the pent up rage she tried to elevate. "We have to stop this!"

"Rarity's right! We have to find those dirt bags before its too late!" Rainbow yelled toward Pinkie before she was nudged by Applejack. Then all eyes were on Twilight as she stared at the screen for a moment, her eyes fixated until her horn sparked and her eyes widened.

"They're going to show more later." Twilight concluded. "If I find the spell-I can master it---" Rainbow Dash flared before standing in front of her, getting away from Pinkie. Pinkie sighed as she sat on her hind legs, her head lowered as tears streamed down her face. Fluttershy rubbed her back in a consolable way. Applejack lowered her head at Fluttershy and Pinkie before looking towards Rarity, Rainbow Dash and Twilight.

"Wait a second, hold the phone! So you had a spell this.whole.time and" Rainbow Dash's anger flared towards her fast. "you just so happen to just 'misplace' the spell?! How can you forget to even tell us! We could have prevented everything Twilight!" Applejack yanked her back, flinging her out the room.

"While she should have said something-" Rainbow's glare was evident even though she was not in the room. "you can't blame Twi. I'm sure she has a perfectly logical reason, right Sugarcube?" Twilight nodded before she spoke again, her eyes darting to the floor immediately.

"It requires DNA, lots of it. Her blood was soaked through the scooter, I couldn't use the blood anymore. They were inconclusive." Twilight sighed. "There's only one other option I could attempt, but even so, its an impossibility at this stage and it takes about a year to master-even the best of unicorns can't master it within a short time span."

"I'm sure you could, darling. Remember the wing making spell you performed on me?" Rarity interjected. "I'm sure you can easily use the spell faster then that, whatever it is." Twilight sighed again before moving her head towards the screen again.

"It requires details, any mess up and I could ultimately lose her." I shook before I spoke up.

"They're raping her as we speak Twilight!" I counter. "There can't possibly anymore doubt! We could lose her if we don't do jack anyway!" My anger flared at the unicorn before she cleared her throat. She was just as nervous.

"It involves the foals," She states deadpan. "I need to get DNA from Apple Bloom and then, I could have some sort of idea where they might be. Even so, using them as a method would ultimately kill both in response, even then, I wouldn't be able to conclude the spell." It was those words that made the room so silent. I never heard any of the Elements so silent in my life, and it scared me to death.

Author's Note

Why this chapter is so short-well, the answer is in the chapter after this one.
Marionettes are puppets kinda-they are a special kind of puppets. Some can be very realistic.