The Endless Nightmare

(Part Two- A Broken Man)

"How…Doctor…"

"Vitals…stable…brain waves…"

"I'm...leaving him!"

"Cadance…don't know…wake up…"

"I don't care…my baby…"

"He's my Snuggle honey…my…honey…"

"I'm here Alex…always…for you…"

I opened my eyes and shot up with a gasp, the voices from the dream echoing in my mind persistently.

I suddenly felt a soft and furry hoof touching my right shoulder comfortingly, though as I looked around the room and realized where I was, I quickly shrugged it off and got out of the bed.

A tired sigh caught my attention instantly.

"Oh come on sweetie this is getting old now," Luna groaned drowsily.

I ignored her and laid down on the carpeted floor, hugging myself in order to stave off the chill from the open window.

"Don't be silly Xander," she chided in annoyance. "You'll only get ill again beloved, come back to bed."

"No," I declined sternly…or as sternly as I could knowing what she could do if she felt inclined.

Another sigh filled the room before Luna's shuffling on the bed reached my ears.

I was currently facing the bed and had no chance to turn around by the time Luna's teary eyes gazed into my own.

"Xandy please don't make me do this," she pleaded sadly. "It's too early for another session."

I tensed up straight away at her words but remained defiant and braced myself for Luna's session.

But no amount of forewarning could ever make the pain burn any less.

Luna sighed and picked me up with her magic, before placing me down on the side she had been lying down on. She then crawled on top of me and stared at me miserably.

"I'm sorry sweetie," she whispered dejectedly.

Her horn lit up and I braced myself once more…but nothing could ever lessen the agony in what she did to me.

Pain…white hot, excruciating pain burned through my entire body. It was as though the very blood in my veins were on fire.

But that was just the beginning…

My skin suddenly became tight, taught and inflamed. It was murder, it was a pain I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy, it made me want to rip the skin off my flesh!

Yet whenever I looked afterwards there was never any sigh on physical injury.

And then came the worst part.

Luna touched her horn to my forehead gently…yet the magnitude of mental pain I felt was anything but.

Every memory I had seemed to burn inside of me. And every time I thought a thought, every time I remembered Cadance's face…her face being the only thing that got me through the torment, it felt like nothing I can ever describe.

In the midst of all of this I could hear someone screaming…

It always took me far too long to realize that it was me.

I was vaguely aware of Luna talking to me. Her voice was like a brief balm, a soothing agent to calm to anguish I felt.

I couldn't help myself from embracing that relief.

"I know it hurts baby, I'm so sorry."

"Just a little longer and it'll all be over."

"This is all for you sweetie. It's for your protection."

After what felt like a millennium she eventually ceased the torture. This would usually be the moment where I'd be torn between pushing her off of me and futilely trying to escape, or turning away from her and crying myself to sleep.

I'm ashamed to say that I've done the latter more…

Let me back up a bit.

After finding me in the school, Luna teleported both of us into the palace. I instantly noticed that everypony practically dropped to their stomachs in her presence.

Not that I blame them…

The Queen Of The Night herself then boldly proclaimed my title as their King, something that everypony seemed to accept more or less straight away. I say more or less because there was always some snobby Noble with no common sense that refused to accept me, let alone bow down to me.

Luna swiftly and mercilessly dealt with these Ponies herself. For despite her having her own Guards, the Night Queen preferred to do the dirty work herself.

I still not sure whether or not to feel respect or fear that…perhaps I should feel both.

And then of course came my imprisonment.

Luna calls it "Protecting Me" but I prefer to call it a gilded cage, for that is exactly what it is.

For starters Luna NEVER lets me out of her sight, even when I go to the bathroom I'm not allowed to do much more than almost close the door. And as for washing, showering and bathing alone?

Forget it!

I've yet to have a bath where Luna could restrain herself from climbing in and snuggling her back up against my chest. Showers always end up with her washing EVERY part of my body herself…and I mean every part.

Telling her no or trying to force her off of me only ends up with her holding me still with her magic.

Thankfully she hasn't forced herself on me yet…yet.

She constantly repeats that she wants me to make love to her willingly, that doing it without my consent would ruin the act. But apparently everything else is fair game.

I-I haven't done anything to her…but she's done stuff to me.

And I feel like I've betrayed Cadance, even though I had no choice in the matter.

I shouldn't feel guilty…yet a part of me cannot deny that Luna knows what she's doing. Nor can I deny that it feels really good.

And that makes me feel like the lowest of the low.

I suppose I should get onto her…sessions with me.

It started at the end of my third day held captive within her room. She rarely let me venture through the palace without her. Her reason being that others would attempt to assassinate me, all with the intention to hurt her.

"And it would hurt me beloved," she whimpered quietly. "You died once in my hooves, I will NOT let that happen again!"

The died again part always confused me, yet whenever I asked her to explain what she mean…how she knew me and believed that we were once very much in love, she simply shook her head, kissed my cheek and told me that since I couldn't remember it didn't matter anymore.

"The past is forgotten when it concerns us lover. Let us make new memories together instead."

When she said this, I firmly declined her offer and her advances. I love Cadance, she is my soulmate, my other half and the only being that knew me like no other.

And yet…

"You believe so beloved?" Luna asked in amusement. "Allow me to correct this false assumption."

She did as well…

"Your favourite colour is pink, you love to read sappy romance, your favourite time of the day is midnight, you have a great fear of masks, you used to play a game called rugby although you have yet to explain what it is and you secretly compare hugging a pony like myself to that of a fluffy pillow."

I distinctly remember my mouth hanging open and yet lacked the power to close it.

"I…I…"

Luna had merely smirked at my expression before leaning up on her hind legs and pulling me in for a hug.

"Don't worry yourself about that last one my love," she giggled musically. "I love being your fluffy pillow."

It was in moments like this that I momentarily forgot about her madness.

Yet her sessions always FIRMLY reminded me.

I remember waking up only to find myself immobilized on Luna's bed. Luna herself was lying on top of me, her light weight barely making it uncomfortable as she leaned down to nuzzle my face…apologetically?

"It is time my love," she declared quietly, her eyes gazing into my own lovingly for but a brief second…before rapidly turning cold and emotionless.

"T-Time for what?" I asked nervously.

"Your protection," she replied evenly.

I never got the chance to ask her if she would explain further…

Like recently, the pain that she caused me was like nothing I had ever felt before.

I felt like my entire body was being torn apart from the inside out.

I screamed in pain, in agony as I begged and pleaded with her to stop…but she never did…she never does.

And when she finally relented after what must have been hours…Oh God there is nothing I have that could ever compare to the sheer raw sensation I felt afterwards.

Luna's cold expression always melted into a warm and proud smile as I writhed and shivered in pain. Her wings would wrap around my sore body tightly yet comfortably, before her muzzle pressed against my lips and kissed me deeply.

I never returned it…well almost never. Sometimes my mind, still caught within the agony of my torture, would trick me into believing that it was Cadance's lips on my own, not Luna's.

Her tongue would greedily invade my mouth, where it would flick and caress each and every tooth with such…familiarity that it was disturbing.

Only Cadance kissed me like that…right?

"You're doing so brilliantly my love," she would always say, lovingly, proudly and happily. "I know you don't understand why but I'm doing this for you…It's always for you…"

I could never understand how it was.

And as if the torture wasn't enough…she would sometimes become very lustful.

I suppose most Stallions would slap me in the face for complaining about what she did for me. Yet in my mind every time it happened…and I didn't try to resist at least a few times, then it would always feel like a betrayal to me.

And the way she went about it. It was never just straight up foreplay with her.

Luna would always turn it into a challenge for me, while all the while teasing and torturing me into near madness.

Sometimes she'd work me with such tenderness and precision that I'd find myself almost always unable to hold myself back. And yet she'd never make it that simple.

No, I had to hold it back she'd say. It was to build up my endurance, willpower and stamina. To make me a better lover I suppose…or perhaps to have more control over myself.

I don't know anymore…

On occasion she'd simply pleasure me, albeit against my will, until I finished and became so relaxed and tired that I couldn't find the energy to fight against her tucking me in…and resting herself on my chest.

"You've been such a good stallion these past few weeks Xandy," she purred lovingly. "Let me give you your reward…"

I'd say no, I'd decline it…But Luna always got her way, either with magic or…other means that I will never say.

Of course the "Past few weeks" comment happened so long ago. I have no idea how long I've been tortured, imprisoned and sexually molested here.

Has it been another few weeks?

Month's maybe?

Years?

The torture makes time meaningless…the urge to count the seconds is never really on my mind during a session. I've obviously aged, I can see it whenever I look at my reflection…yet sometimes I still see the man I once was staring back at me.

I question my sanity every day…

But where was I before I explained what happened?

…

Oh yes, now I remember.

I was lying there on the bed, Luna herself lying on top of me after yet another session…or punishment. Luna was looking down at me proudly once again, her eyes shining with happy, insane, tears as she nuzzled my lips…planting a deep kiss against them ever so gently.

"You took that brilliantly baby, I love you so much," she declared affectionately as she broke off the one sided kiss.

I was still shaking from the aftermath of mental and physical pain. No matter how many times I try, I don't think that I'll ever be able to explain just how horrible it feels.

Words can only convey so much after all…

"W-Why?" I asked weakly, prompting Luna into gazing at me, a soft smile on her muzzle.

"I've told you honey, it's for your own protection," she answered sweetly.

"From w-what," I stammered faintly. "The only thing I need to be protected from is you!"

Luna's head rose away from me slightly, yet quickly as though she'd just been slapped.

"Me?" she uttered in astonishment. "No, no, no baby. I'm helping you, it's all for you."

She quickly moved down and nuzzled my cheek affectionately…desperately before leaning back and staring at me with wide, unblinking eyes.

"I know you don't understand my methods sweetie, but I promise that all this pain, all the challenges and anguish you receive is all to better you, to help you!"

I stopped trying to figure out what she meant…It always got to the point where she'd make no sense, her insanity blinding her from the suffering she put me through.

So I merely shrugged her off of me, something that actually worked to my surprise, and rolled onto my side…tears trickling down my face, near silent sobs wracking my body.

And of course…Luna noticed.

She always knew when I was trying to to hide something.

"Hush sweetheart, it's okay, I'm here, Luna's here for you."

Her hooves wrapped themselves around my chest, pulling me back until I was touching her barrel. I felt her muzzle softly pressing against my shoulders, light kisses trailing across my skin.

She then began to hum a quiet, slow, sad tune.

It was haunting and yet…relaxing in a way. Maybe because Celestia had hummed the exact same tune when I used to have nightmares…nightmares that I don't have anymore.

Why would I?

I'm already stuck in an endless one.

Inevitably I fell asleep, Luna's beautiful voice echoing in my mind as the tune lulled me into oblivion.

I supposed you'd think that I'd like sleep…and normally I would.

I always heard voices in my dreams, warbled, out of tune and impossible to recognise. Yet for some reason they made me feel safe. This was the type of sleep I did enjoy.

And then there was the type that I did not.

Luna was unbelievably powerful when it came to dream magic, and thus entering my dreams was child's play for her. It was in these uncomfortable sleeps that she truly began to hurt me.

Pain in real life had limitations. There were points that she couldn't bypass without permanently injuring me.

But in a dream there was no such thing as a limitation. And Luna was that powerful that any pain I felt there felt real…so real, realer then reality itself.

The "It's for your own protection" reason was always said, always the reason for my suffering.

"I know that you don't understand why I hurt you my love…but one day…one day you will and you will love me for it."

I WILL NOT ever explain what she did to me in my dreams…NEVER!

It's horrible enough to remember…what little I can. Thankfully dreams are still hard to recall…and I firmly believe that it's this that keeps my sanity tethered on its fragile leash.

But it was nothing compared to what she made me do next…what she made me...made me…

I think it was a few weeks after the moment I just explained…or maybe it was longer, I have no idea.

Luna had left me to my own devices in her room, although I sincerely doubt that she didn't have her magical eye on me. Eventually her door opened and she stepped inside with a truly chilling smile on her muzzle.

"Good evening my love, how do you feel?" she chirped happily.

"Ecstatic," I deadpanned dryly.

"Oh that's fantastic Xandy," she declared, practically bouncing on the spot as she made her way over to me.

I had little to no warning before she planted a rather large smooch on my lips, and even less when she broke it off and pulled me onto my feet with her magic.

"Come beloved, I have quite the treat for you today!" she announced jubilantly.

"Like I have any choice otherwise," I thought, dragging my feet as I walked dejectedly alongside her.

Luna apparently noticed this and stopped, putting a hoof out to stop me as she looked up at me crossly.

"Now, now beloved. Walk like a King and not a servant, you shall be meeting our subjects after all."

"Wait what?"

Luna merely giggled at my confusion but kept her stern expression until I relented and stood up straight.

"Like a slimy, snobby Noble!"

"Much better my dear!" she exclaimed gleefully, before moving closer and wrapping her left wing around my shoulders.

We both walked, Luna directing me with her strong wing, until we eventually reached a large and familiar double door. Luna opened said door with her magic and lead the both of us inside.

I was not prepared for what I saw.

There must have been hundreds of Ponies in what used to be the throne room, but was now more akin to a court room instead. There were two thrones still where Celestia used to sit, both alongside the other with one of them shaped obviously for me. The arm rests and higher cushion to rest my backside proved that correct.

To my surprise the Ponies didn't quieten down when Luna and I walked in, but rather began to clap their hooves on the floor and whistle approvingly.

Luna merely smiled and once the two of us were sat down on our thrones, albeit begrudgingly with me, the Queen of the night lifted her right hoof into the air and waved at her enthusiastic subjects happily.

"I don't understand. She's a monster right? A tyrannical ruler who cares nothing for their lives?"

I could never get the image of her ruthlessly and eagerly killing the young, misguided guard that tried to pierce me with his oversized spear.

Wait…uh, never mind.

"Thank you, thank you!" Luna shouted cheerfully, the Ponies rapidly quietening down at her voice.

"We are all here today for one very special reason," she began kindly. "That reason…being my beloved's, your King's, first, of many decisions regarding the wellbeing of your lives and the betterment of your children's future!"

The massive crowd went wild once again, something that Luna seemed to enjoy as she let it continue for a good few seconds.

"Now in my rule I have been fair! I have been just! I have kept you and your families fed, watered and looked after! Not once have I chosen to favourite those undeserving over the Ponies who WORK and SLAVE away to survive!"

She took a few moments to collect herself, looking at me briefly and smiling suddenly, as though my looking back at her gave her…confidence? Strength?

"As you all know…Celestia's decisions left many of the poor and unnoticed at a disadvantage."

This statement almost made me speak out in Celestia's defense, but many of the Ponies and not just the ones who looked high class, were nodding in agreement.

"However when I took over my Sister's rule, I REFUSED to let that travesty continue. And now because of the many hard decisions I've had to make, ones that she declined because of her weak heart, I believe that Equestria is all the better because of it!"

Yet again this was met with whistles, yells of love for Luna and stomping on the ground.

"Equestria is now flourishing! Our country has become POWERFUL, more so than the Griffons, Zebra and Deerlings! They dare not attack us now and risk our wrath!"

This shocked me greatly if I'm being honest. Equestria was supposed to be a paradise…not a formidable country of war.

"I know that many towns, villages and cities have become abandoned. I know that many Ponies have rushed to escape Equestria, but this is not their fault…it is mine."

Ponies obviously disagreed with this, their heads were shaking and words of encouragement reached my ears, Luna's too.

"Thank you my beloved subjects, but there is no way around this…I am to blame for their fear. However this does not need to be! For now I beseech you, my subjects, to go and bring them home. Tell them of me, of what I've done for our country, of my promise to care for them, to only treat them with my compassion and love, not anger and unjust cruelty that many have exaggerated."

Luna suddenly touched my face lightly with her wing tip, stroking my cheek lovingly as she gazed at me affectionately.

She then turned back to her subjects, although her wing was still touching my shoulders.

"And in a show of my just and FAIR rule, I bring to you a unique situation. One that your King shall decide, one that your King shall make and finally affirm his unwavering loyalty to our Kingdom!"

My mind a working at a rapid pace to understand just what she was trying to do. I'd understood a long time ago that she wanted me to rule alongside her in the hope that it would make me understand her affection for me.

But there was one thing I didn't understand…and it was…

"Bring in the prisoners!" Luna shouted with authority.

I watched as two large and bulky stallions brought in two Ponies. Both of the prisoners had a bag over their heads and so I couldn't tell who they were or what they looked like.

"Before their crimes are revealed to us, I implore you to hold patience in your Kings indecision. Can you do that for me, can you hold your tongues and wait for a verdict?!"

By their stomping I gathered that they could…

The prisoner's bags were removed from their heads with magic, revealing their identity to everypony.

The one on the left was a stallion around his mid thirties. He had a greasy mop of brown mane that trailed over his petrified bloodshot eyes, and appeared to be an average build.

The Pony on the right was…was…

"Oh my God…"

Twilight Sparkle was staring at the ground vacantly. Her mane was short. spiky and held together with a white bandage. The eye patch was still covering her right eye, but her left one was visible and…and…

She looked as though she was already dead.

Even when she looked up at me and smiled…it was a broken smile, filled with hopelessness and dejection.

"Sparky no…" I whispered, shocked laced within my tone.

"Both of these Ponies are guilty of crimes against Equestria!" Luna boomed, snapping me out of my sadness sharply as she glared at the stallion angrily. "You are Ghostly Mirage, a thirty eight year old Equis teacher who recently raped and murdered a young orange Pegasus by the name of Scootaloo. In the name of my Mother, I should strike you down where you stand…But that honour has been reserved for your King."

She then turned to Twilight and frowned at her appearance.

"You are Twilight Sparkle, a twenty four year old librarian and the element of magic. You have been found guilty of multiple crimes including the murder of the Royal Guard, traitorous actions against the crown, theft, arson and multiple attempts to break out Equestria's most malicious criminals."

"Sparky…oh no this can't be happening!"

"Beloved…"

I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to face Luna. The Alicorn had a rather viscous blade floating in front of her. The blade itself was silver and had a nasty jagged edge. Its hilt however was smooth and completely black.

Without any warning she placed the blade in front of me…and indicated for me to take it.

I hesitated…

But then came that horrible cold expression, the one that chilled me to the core yet somehow simultaneously managed to leave me feeling empty inside.

"Take the blade sweetheart."

It was not a request, no matter how nicely she said it.

I gingerly grasped the blade and gasped lightly as it attached itself to my palm. Although how it did so was a mystery, there was nothing grabbing at my skin.

"Magic…it must be. But why do I need a…blade, oh no!"

Luna caught my expression and spoke before I could do anything. Her voice was soft, calm, loving and yet…she left little to no room for argument.

"You understand don't you beloved?" she asked rhetorically. "You must choose who to kill."

"N-No," I gasped in refusal, much to her dismay as her eyes narrowed dangerously. "I don't care what you do to me, I won't kill anyone!"

I expected her to shout or threaten or…something. What I didn't expect is for her to nod calmly and sit back against her throne contently.

"Very well beloved," she agreed peacefully. "If you will not perform your duty as King then I will perform my duty as Queen. They will both be hung tomorrow at dawn."

"What? No you can't-"

"I can and I will," she interrupted coolly. "Either you take back your decision and kill one of them now or I will personally make sure that they both die tomorrow. Your choice."

I had no idea what to do.

On one hand I could kill the rapist now and spare Twilight, but it would make me a killer, a murderer!

But it would spare my little Sister…

I looked down at the wicked blade in my hand and frowned hopelessly.

"What do I do? Kill him and spare Sparky, or do nothing and doom the both of them. Rapist or not I don't anyone to die. He should go to prison and rot, not be ruthlessly murdered just so Luna can make a show of me to her subjects!"

"Alex…"

I looked up in surprise at the older yet familiar voice…only to notice Twilight smiling at me sadly.

"Kill me," she said emotionlessly. "Please…please just kill me."

My eyes widened widely at her horrifying request.

"What?"

Twilight sighed miserably and shakily stood up as best she could…and then she turned around.

I didn't need to be a Doctor to understand what I was seeing.

There was dried up blood and semen covering her flank and tail. Her left hind leg was twisted in a way it really shouldn't have been and there were red welts and hoof prints on her stomach.

Raped…She…My little baby Sister had been raped.

"W-Who…"

"It doesn't matter anymore," she interrupted softly…calmly, as if she was already resigned to her fate. "My life is completely worthless now Alex. I've been stabbed, hunted down, ridiculed and had the one thing I was saving for somepony special taken away from me."

As she spoke, her words rapidly declined into dry sobs, tears leaking out of her dead eyes as she stared up at me pleadingly.

"I feel used and insignificant. Shiny's dead, Mum, Dad, all of my friends…I have nothing left to live for anymore…So please I'm begging you, kill me and take the pain away."

The two of us stared at each other for what felt like hours. I was aware of Luna observing my every twitch of emotion, but I just didn't care anymore.

I'd made my decision.

Slowly I stood up and made my way down to her. She watched me the entire time, although her gaze was almost entirely fixated on the weapon in my hand.

Without a word, she used her forehooves to pull my hand and the blade down until the tip was touching her throat.

Her eyes flicked up at me and smiled sadly at my trembling lips, my own tears that threatened to spill over.

"I love you big brother," she whispered tearfully.

A quick movement, a flash of red, the feeling of liquid against my skin.

Her eyes shined with tears before they suddenly lost their light…and closed for the final time.

I merely stood there, the blade in my grip clattering to the floor as the full impact of what I did hit me like a brick.

Twilight…Sparky, my little Sister…was dead, gone.

Was it a mercy considering all that she went through…or did I just become a murderer?

I was well aware of Luna doing something to the stallion…and yet with what I'd just done I didn't care.

After a few minutes of staring blankly, I looked to my left at the stallion and noticed his dried up corpse.

"Either way they were both going to die. Luna never planned to let either live…"

Yet as the terrible revelation of Luna's manipulation hit me…I felt nothing. The horror that filled me not a few moments ago was gone…there was simply…nothing.

Because nothing would change even after all that had just happened and I knew it.

The sessions would continue, I would never see Cadance again, I had just become the murderer of my little Sister and there was nothing I could do to ever change it.

Luna's expectation for me to love her all of a sudden didn't come to pass like she expected it to.

But she still reduced me to broken man.

I looked down at Twilight's body and smiled a trembling smile as an old song echoed through my mind.

"Sunshine, sunshine. Ladybugs awake! Clap your hooves and do a little shake…"

End Of Part Two

Author's Note

Part Two done.

Sorry if there are any typo's, I'm tired but I'll check for them when I wake up :)

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