Master's Will

I hope you all like reading this. It is by far the most demented thing I have ever written.

Celestia was standing on the edge of Ponyville facing towards the west readying herself to raise the sun. When Luna’s moon had disappeared over the western horizon she turned her head in the opposite direction and cast her mind out to reach the sun.

Just as she gained control of her sun a familiar magic sprung up from the small town. It had the same properties as the magic that was all over the library the day before. She was forced to finish raising the sun which took her a good two minutes before she was able to go rushing off to see what had caused it. Her guards tried to keep up with the alicorn but thanks to her larger wings she easily lost them.

Arriving in the center of Ponyville Celestia put her horn to the ground and searched for what had caused the magical outburst. She could just barely feel the remains of the spell that had cause the outburst and she followed it to a building she recognized as the element of generosity’s home. She tried peering in through the windows but all she could see were a red velvety material covering them.

After trying and failing to open the door she ripped it off of its hinges with magic and that’s when the overbearing smell of blood hit her nose making her work hard to keep down her breakfast. The room before her had a red appearance to it thanks to the sunlight going through the red fabric. Her eyes traveled around the room and nearly passed over the latest victim hoping it wasn’t who she thought it was.

Celestia cast a spell and lit up the room with a small orb. She realized that her fears were correct when her eyes looked upon the mostly coatless figure of Rarity.

Unable to hold it back anymore, her stomach gave way releasing a torrent of greenery that was her breakfast. After the second wave of vomit came out her mouth the six guard ponies following her had finally caught up and let out gasps as they saw what was in the boutique.

Celestia regained her composer after a few minutes and further inspected the scene. Rarity had a large sapphire gems where each of her eyes had once been and there was a large pool of blood underneath her. A few feet in front was the unmoving body of Twilight’s assistant lying face down in the middle of a large pentacle made out of blood. Celestia hesitantly walked up to the dragons body being careful not to step on any of the runes it contained. Slowly she brought her hoof to his side and flipped him onto his back.

Celestia let out a sob as looked upon Spikes pail face. His eyes were clouded and lifeless and his face was contorted as if he was confused about something. Celestia turned from the two dead bodies and let out a scream of frustration and sadness making her guards shy away from her in fear.

Soon the sound of many hoof steps and voices could be heard coming from outside the store. Nearly all of Ponyville had awoken when they had heard Celestia’s cry of sadness. Celestia turned to her guards with a very angry yet solemn face.

“You two!” she said pointing her hoof at two pegasus guards. “You two go off and get some more guards and an investigative pony so we can figure out what had happened here. On your way search for anything out of the ordinary. The rest of you are to stay here and make sure nopony gets inside or sees what is in this house till the reinforcements arrive.”

Celestia turned towards the door and took off before any of the guards could ask where she was going. She was going to see one of the foremost experts on dark and forbidden magic. Celestia turned in the direction of Canterlot and flew off with nearly enough speed to do a sonic rainboom.

“Murder and mayhem are the names of the game, The fact they are rarely seen is quite a shame.” Sang Sweetie Belle as she skipped down the road. She was taking her time as she went in no particular direction.

A few minutes beforehand she had left the boutique to go out and have some fun. She was loving her brand new coat that Spike had left behind after her new master had transferred into her. It gave her a feeling of closeness to her sister knowing that now she would always be with her. It also was very warm and cozy even thought it was a loose fit for her. But that didn’t matter to much to her because it easily concealed the assortment of tools that she had taken from the boutique.

She had with her the mallet Spike had used on Rarity, a small knife, some long strips of fabric, a needle, and a spool of thread.

Suddenly there was a voice coming from behind her. “Ah told yah yesterday we should try and git our cutie marks in wood carvin`!”

“No it should be in rapids jumping.” Came a second voice.

Sweetie Belle started giggling to herself. She recognized the voices that belonged to her two closest friends. She turned to face them then called out to them.

“Oh hay Sweetie Belle!” said Applebloom in a joyful voice.”What do ya’ll think we should do to git our cutie marks today? Wood carving or rapids jumping?”

“Oh well I thought we could try something extra special today but we will need to get over to the club house as fast as we can if we are going to do it.” Sweetie said never taking her ear to ear grin off her face.

“I’m not sure about that. We do have to go to school today and it’s going to start in twenty minutes.” Scootaloo said not wanting to get into any more trouble for skipping out on classes. She was also a bit disturbed by her friends smile and the crazed gleam in her eye.

“Aaaaah come on Scootaloo. What are you chicken?”

“Hay I’m not a chicken! I just don’t want to get in trouble.”

“I guess what Rainbow Dash said about you was wrong.” Sweetie said in a subjective voice.

“W-what did she say about me?”

“Oh it was nothing really. I only over heard her talking to my sister about how you were so cool that you would do anything for your friends. But I guess she was wrong.” Sweetie lied.

“Ok! Ok I’ll come.”

“Yay! Apple Bloom you in?”

“Yah know it!”

The three of them darted off to their hide out leaving behind a trail of dust.

“Hay Sweetie Belle ah’ve been meanin` to ask. Where did you get that cool jacket?” Scootaloo asked her friend as they ran.

“Oh Rarity gave it to me this morning!” She replied giggling.

“It’s so cool! Maybe she could make one for each of us.”

“Hay yah but is that really necessary? I mean it she already made us matching jackets before.”

“Hay slow pokes mind hurrying up so we can get this done. Ah’ve got ah date with Pipsqueak after school and ah don’t wana be late because of detention from not showin’ up at school on time.” Apple Bloom shouted back to her friends who had fallen behind.

The two fillies caught up with their friend in a hurry at hearing that she had a date. Scootaloo bombarded her with questions about how it happened while Sweetie stayed quiet.

“Woh there it’s nothing’ to important. The other day he said that he thought ah was very pretty and that he wanted to go on ah date with me.” Apple Bloom said in response to Scootaloo’s questions.

“And you accepted! I though you said colts were gross.”

“Well yah ah do but ah didn’t want ta’ make him feel bad by declining.”

The rest of the way to the club house Scootaloo continued to talk about Apple Bloom’s date with Pipsqueak. At the speed they were moving at they arrived in a few short minutes. Scootaloo entered the club house first followed closely by Apple Bloom. Sweetie Belle stayed behind for a few short moments to pull something out of her jacket.

“So Sweetie belle what is this new ide-“ Apple Bloom got out before something hard hit her in the side of her head.

Scootaloo was turning around to see what caused her friend to fall to the floor but couldn’t as the same hard object hit her. The last thing she saw was a round black thing heading towards her face.

Apple Bloom was the first to wake up. She had a screaming head ache and the back of her hurt something awful bad. She opened her eyes and let out a gasp as she looked up.

Scootaloo’s fore hooves were strung up to the ceiling by some kind of fabric and she had a large round bruise in the middle of her face. She was hanging directly over Apple Blooms face just high enough for her purple tail to barely tickle her friend’s nose. Apple Bloom then tried to move only to find that her legs were each strapped down to the table she was lying on. She looked around in hurried glances to try and figure out what was going on.

“Oh goodie it looks like one of you is finally awake!” Came a familiar voice from behind where Apple Bloom was strapped down.

“S-Sweetie Belle w-what’s going on? W-why is Scooltaloo and ah strapped up like this?” Apple Bloom asked with a fearful voice.

“Oh don’t worry you will find out soon enough…just let me wake up Scoots before I tell you.” Sweetie Belle giggled while moving up onto the table next to the hanging Pegasus and grabbed her purple mane with her magic. She lifted her friend’s head close to her face and using her high pitched singing voice Sweetie Belle hit a high note loud enough to put cracks in the surrounding windows of the club house. She held the note until Scootaloo stirred from her sleep and yelled at Sweetie to shut up.

“Good your awake. Now we can begin, yay!” Sweetie said as she jumped down from the table and positioned herself in front of the items she had taken from the boutique. She had a large grin on her face and her pupils were small.

Scootaloo looked around lazily for a few moments before realizing where she was and more importantly the predicament she was in. “W-what’s going on Sweetie Belle I thought you wanted to show us a new way to get our cutie marks. So why are we all strung up like this?” She pulled at her restraints in vain.

“Well I was just about to get to that now can you please have some patience and wait. If I don’t properly prepare the tools this won’t work at all.” A few moments passed before Sweetie turned to her friends carrying a knife and the needle which had the thread laced through it. Apple Bloom looked up at Scootaloo who started shaking out of fear from the sight of the items Sweetie had with her.

“Hay Scootaloo what’s got yah so worked up? Why are yah shakin’ like that?” She said starting to tear up and shake herself. In the position she was lying in she hadn’t been able to see Sweetie Belle’s new ‘toys’.
Scootaloo ignored her friend. “Sweetie Belle I don’t like the look of this. Please let me down I don’t want to be here anymore!” She said starting to really pull at her restraints.

“Sorry Scoots no can do. How can we get our cutie marks in organ swapping if I let you down?”
At the sound of the words organ and swapping Apple Bloom really started to panic. She started to cry as she thrashed about. “Ah don’t wana be here no more Sweetie Belle! Ah wana go home! Ah don’t wana have mah organs swapped with no pony!”

“Oh silly Apple Bloom I was just talking about Scootaloo and I. The master has a much more important plan in store for you.” She said with a giggle picking up the knife with her magic and moving it over her yellow friends stomach and up to her face.

“W-what do you m-mean bah plan?” Apple Bloom looking at the knife with fear as it cast a glare from the sun over her face.

“Oh you will find out once I am done but for now master says you need to be marked for his arrival.”
With that she move the knife down towards her whimpering friends face but stopped when it was a half a centimeter away from one of her eyes.

“Huh? What’s that master not her eyes…ok then whatever you say.” Sweetie said with a sigh moving the knife away from Apple Blooms eye. She then moved the knife down to Apple Bloom’s left fore hoof. “Oh I see now how smart master.”

She then pressed the knife down into the underside of the yellow fillies hoof and slowly carved a symbol into it. Apple Bloom let out an ear piercing scream as she tried to pull her hoof away from the knife that was an inch deep into her flesh. Sweetie Belle chose to do this at the club house because it was deep enough into the forest that nopony would be able to hear anything.

“Stop it Sweetie Belle you’re hurting her!” Scootaloo yelled at her friend hoping that her words would get through to the unicorn.

“I know isn’t it fun!” Sweetie Belle said with a grin. “Don’t you just love the screams!”

Blood dripped from the knife as she trotted her way to the other side of the table and put a different rune in Apple Bloom’s other fore hoof calling forth more tear filled screams from her friends. She repeated these actions with the earth filly’s back hooves and finished things up by putting one rune on the yellow chest right above the heart.

Scootaloo was screaming angrily at Sweetie Belle while Apple Bloom cried. “Why Sweetie Belle? Why? Why would you do this, ah-ah thought we were yer friends.”

“You are my friends why else would I choose to get this cutie mark with you guys!” Sweetie Belle then climbed up onto the table and looked at Scootaloo who was glaring daggers at Sweetie. “Now it’s time for the main event!”

Twilight was rolling around in circles on the padded floor of her cell. She was muttering to herself continuously making the guards ponies positioned at her door snicker to themselves as they listened in on her.

“I want master back…I was his first host and now he is out there having fun without me. First host. Cursed toast. Nursed ghost! Hahahahahaha!”

She stopped rolling and looked out of the small window that was too high for her to reach. The first rays of sunlight were starting to seep in through the bars and light up the room. She stayed as still as a stone for nearly five minutes as the light in her cell continued to increase.

“Hay now that’s no way to treat us now is it?”She said turning her head far enough to make it let out three loud pops. “Oh I know how to get master back.” She whispered to herself. “But first I need to dispose of this pesky suppresser.”

Twilight then moved her way over to the closest wall as best as she could having to push her face against the cushions that made up the floor because her fore hooves were still bound in the strait jacket. She then put the entirety of her horn against the fabric on the wall and started to rub it back and forth while pouring as much magic into her horn as she possibly could.

She may have been insane but that didn’t mean that Twilight wasn’t smart anymore. She had read that these magic suppresser rings fed on the positively charged electricity produced by the brain to stay on unicorn horns. So she theorized that with the friction of running her horn over the fabric and creating enough negatively charged static electricity, that it should eventually discharge the suppresser on her horn enough for her to break free.

She kept this up for nearly ten minutes before a small purple spark shot from the tip of her horn. “Hehehe…soon yes soon we shall be reunited with master.”

The knife moved slowly through the orange fur and skin with little resistance as if it were butter. Scootaloo screamed in pain as it moved further and further down her body only to stop at the base of her stomach. It then left the screaming filly only to be repositioned on her right shoulder and moved across to the left. The knife left the now blood soaked fur and moved down to her hip and repeated the action. By the time Sweetie had finished Scootaloo looked as if she had a large “I” cut into her front side.

Apple Bloom could only watch as her friend got cut into. She was crying and pleading with Sweetie to stop, but she quieted down when something warm fell into her mouth. It had an iron like taste to it and it left a bitter feeling in her throat. Apple Bloom then went wide eyed as she realized what the warm thing that had fallen into her mouth was. A red line of blood was running down Scootaloo’s tail and dripping straight into Apple Bloom’s face.

Apple Bloom spat a few times while shaking her head back and forth trying to get the crimson liquid off her. This only succeeded in getting more of her face covered in blood as the dripping continued.

“Now it’s my turn.” Sweetie Belle said turning the knife with her magic so it was pointed strait at her chest.
It moved slowly as it made the same cuts that Scootaloo had. As the knife moved about her body doing its job Sweetie let out a few moans and whimpers as her body shook slightly with ecstasy. She bit her lip causing it to bleed when the knife was nearly finished. Meanwhile her friends could only watch in fear as Sweetie Belle carved the deep red lines into her skin.

“Oh master you were right it feels so good.” She squealed when the knife left her body. She panted for a few minutes before moving the blood soaked knife to her mouth so she could lick it clean. “As much as I love this moment we have to move on. Scootaloo are you ready for the fun part.”

Sweetie Belle turned to face her orange friend and started giggling. A light blue aura enveloped the cut down Scootaloos stomach and in one quick movement of Sweetie’s horn it was pulled open. The orange fur left the fillies body with a sickening rip exposing the components that kept her body working. Everything would have fallen out onto Applebloom, who was now covered in blood, if Sweetie Belle was holding it in with her magic. Scootaloo let out a silent scream of pain as the tears left her eyes.

Apple Bloom’s fur was now completely red like her mane and her mind cracked. Her pupils shrunk down to the size of pin picks and she started muttering nonsense as she looked up at the upside down view of Scootaloo’s guts.
Sweetie Belle on the other hoof was loving every moment of this. She laid herself down on the table next to Apple Bloom and focused her magic on her own cut. It opened slowly at first but the more she felt the more she wanted and she soon ripped it open in a flash. Her own blood was starting to form a pool around her.

“I *pant* have got to *pant* hurry if I’m *Pant* going to swap organs with you Scoots.” She managed to get out. Before picking the knife up again she looked down and savored the sight of her exposed organs for a few moments.

The knife then floated up to Scootaloo and started cutting out a few organs. It started with her intestines, then her kidneys, and finished with the liver. Scootaloo had passed out a few moments before hand and with Sweetie Belle concentrating on all the magic she was using she couldn’t do anything to wake her friend up.

Sweetie levitated the organs out of her friend’s body and placed them on the table next to her. She then turned the knife on herself and cut out the same organs. Moving quickly she place Scootaloo’s organs where hers had once been and levitated the needle and thread over to herself so she could sow them into place.

Once everything was secure she levitated her organs up into Scootaloo’s body and sowed them into place. Scootaloo whimpered in her sleep as the needle secured the unfamiliar organs to her body. She started to convulse as her natural defenses started to kick in to fight off the foreign objects that had just entered her. She convulsed for a few more seconds before going limp signaling that her body had given up and that she had passed away.

“Well buck *cough* I thought we might have been able to*cough*do a few more organs before having to give up. *Cough*well master I’m sorry but it seems my body has lost to much blood and is following suit with Scoots.” With those final words Sweetie Belle convulsed a few times before her body gave up and stopped moving.

With Sweetie Belle dead the magic holding Scootaloo’s guts in vanished, causing them to slip out of her body and onto Apple Bloom. The feel of the soft organs falling on her pulled snapped out of her crazed mumbling and she shook her head violently to get them off her.

Suddenly a red light filled the club house. Apple Bloom looked at its source while the small orbs left their previous host and started moving towards the new awaiting body. One last scream higher than all the rest left the club house scaring a flock of birds that had made a nearby tree their home.

As I said before I hope you liked. Please comment below on how you though i did on it. I know it will probably have a few grammar errors in it so bring them up if you find them.

I am going to enjoy writing the next chapter and i bet you guys can probably guess who is next.