Whack your Assistant!

The spell took effect and Twilight watched as the scroll burned to nothing. She could feel time rewinding itself slowly and watched from the inside of her protective aura as the events played in motion. Spike got up, the wound closed as the scissors came back over his throat and Twilight watched his facial reactions turn from sheer horror to the everyday slightly retarded look he gave her. As Spike started walking backwards from the door, the spell ended itself.

“Yeah, Twilight?” the young dragon replied as he walked towards her but suddenly stopped and looked on with confusion. “Wha, that’s weird, why do I feel like I’ve been here before…?”

Twilight looked on at her assistant and quickly noticed that he started to rub his throat.

“Hmmm… even with the memory wipe spell, his body seems to remember the events.” Twilight thought to herself as she made a big mental note in her mind.

“You’ll feel that a lot actually today, Spike,” Twilight said to him as she quickly thought of her next way to kill the young dragon. Now, let’s see how long it takes you to die, via magic suffocation.”

“Wait, what!?” Spike shouted unsure of why she made such a silly comment.

Before he could react, Twilight lit up her horn and a ring of magic started to form around Spike’s neck. Spike made an effort to run but not wanting to deal with a running target, Twilight pulled him into the air just enough that only his toes could scratch against the ground.

“T-Twilight… I can’t… breathe,” the young dragon replied as the magical grip tightened around his neck, making it very hard for him to breath.

“Ah, forgot the stop watch,” Twilight replied casually as she dropped the spell and quickly conjured up a watch.

Spike hit the ground and stared at the floor with wide and fearful eyes. A million questions flooded his mind to why he was about to get murdered but before he could say or do anything, the sound of a watch clicking played out before he was pulled back into the air.

“”Twi… did I… do s-something wrong?” Spike stammered out as the hold got tighter and he started to lose his ability to speak.

Twilight said nothing, her eyes focused on the numbers ticking up. She didn’t want to see her assistant suffer but she knew very well she would make so many incredible notes that researchers have craved for thousands of years. Away from her vision, Spike flailed around in the air like a fish out of water; his vision was growing dark and his mouth was opening and closing in a vain attempt to beg for release. The magic aura never got tighter, considering anything with more pressure would crush his throat and kill him instantly, but for Spike the feeling of his throat being squeezed only seemed to get worse and worse until his vision grew so dark he passed out and went limp in the air.

“One minute and thirteen point seven seconds,” Twilight said as she looked at the corner of her eye and saw his body stop moving. “Interesting, I was expecting a bit longer but I guess I made his heart rate jump too quickly when I first released the spell. Better take a note.”

Twilight dropped Spike’s dead body to the floor and hovered up the small paper she scribbled on prior. Thanks to it being held by her magic when she activated the spell, the words stayed on the page. She smiled that her experiment was working but grew a bit worried to hearing Spike say what he said after the spell stopped.

Death experiment number 2- death by magical suffocation. Subject succumbed to his fate in just over a minute of time. Exactly one minute and thirteen point seven seconds to be precise. I did not wish to watch him struggle considering I almost felt sick from slitting his throat in the prior experiment. I did, however hear him beg and struggle for release as he flailed around in the air, thus making the experiment more mind numbing on my end. After all is said and done, I`ll send Celestia this notes and debate whether or not I should make up a scroll to erase my memory of these events..

The feather pen came down and Twilight brought the note close to her body before she grabbed another time scroll and opened it up. As she was about to slam her hoof down, Twilight gave the dead body a final look.

“I don’t know why but the thought of telling him I cared like a mother while he choked, dawned on me at one point. Wonder what caused such a disturbing thought… oh well, time reset!”