For you... Mother

(Major language words are censored; why, cause that's how I roll.)

Twilight’s assistant, Spike, came running to the door after hearing someone knock upon it and when opened it, he was greeted by a mail pony.

“Ah, hello there, Spike.”

“Good afternoon, my good man,” said Spike as he greeted the stallion.

“Wonderful day we’re having, huh?”

Spike looked outside and saw that the sky seemed all dark and cloudy and the sun wasn’t even shinning. He scoffed, “Sure, if you like gloom and doom and stuff like that.”

“I hear that.”

The mail pony reached into his bag and carefully pulled out some mail and handed it neatly in Spike’s hand.

“Here’s your mail for today.”

“That’s great,” said Spike, “and thank you for having them so nice and neat instead of them being spilled out all over the ground and taking you 10 minutes just to pick them up.”

“Huh, what are you talking about?”

The stallion was confused at first of what Spike was implying. But soon, he had a little smile on his face as he finally got it, “Ooooh, I get it now; heh, good one, Spike.”

“I know, I try.”

“Enjoy the rest of your day.”

After the mail pony left and Spike closed the door, Twilight came downstairs to see what was going on. “What was that all about, Spike?”

“Nothing, I was just remembering the almost everyday havoc that we went through when Derpy used to deliver our mail.”

A disgusted scowl came upon Twilight’s face as rolled her eyes at the mention of that name, “Ugh, please don’t remind me of that stupid retard of a mare.”

“I know, but I can’t help it. I know we got rid of her 2 years ago, but I still laugh to myself thinking about her always crashing into our door and spilling all of the mail all over the floor and being so disorganized! Ugh, and her only excuse for all of this is… sorry, but I just don’t know what went wrong! Oh I can tell ya what went wrong alright, she came into this world’s life!”

A smile found its way back onto Twilight’s face as she felt highly amused of Spike’s Derpy impersonation, “Heh, that is pretty amusing, but thankfully we don’t have to worry about her causing anymore freak accidents or tiresome moments.”

“Yeah; and plus the execution of that dumb mare was the happiest day of my life!” said Spike excitedly, “I was finally able to make sweet, messy love with thy fair Rarity and it wasn’t even a dream; it was all soooooooo worth it!”

“I know, you haven’t stopped talking about it since then; it’s kinda getting old.”

“S-sorry, I guess was getting carried away. Ooh, maybe if I go ask nicely, she’ll let me do it again!”

Spike was suddenly halted by Twilight’s magic before he was out the door, “Spike.”

“Yeah, you’re right… I need to rest first!” Spike then made his way into the other room and towards upstairs. “I’m gonna catch a few Z’s; wake me up in 2, would ya, Twilight?”

“Sure thing, Spike,” Twilight chuckled.

As Spike went upstairs, Twilight grabbed some paper and a nifty quill in her possession to write a letter to Celestia. As she wrote, she somehow thought about that wonderful day she and her friends helped to literally brutalized Derpy and end her meaningless life; a bright smile shinned on her face, and she didn’t regret it one bit. But suddenly, another slight concern came across her mind.

“I can’t help but wonder about what Zecora warned us about 3 days ago,” she wondered to herself, “And what she meant by we’ll be destroyed by someone from the past? Hmm… maybe I should mentioned this to the princess as well.”

But just when she was about to write more in her letter, she heard something quite terrible.

“Twilight!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

“Oh no, Spike!”

It was Spike; it sounded like he was yelling for her before he released a giant blood-curdling scream. Dropping everything she was doing, she ran upstairs as fast as she could. But when she got there, she saw a terrible sight that almost made her heart stop.

“Spike, what’s going…”

She suddenly gasped as saw her assistant out cold on the floor, and he wasn’t moving.

“Spike, what happened?!” she pleaded as she went over to him, “Are you alright!?”

Once Twilight carefully turned Spike over on his back, she received another frightening surprise. Under spike, Twilight saw a puddle of blood right where he was previously laying, and she looked on in horror suddenly seeing a huge, deep gashing wound in Spike’s stomach.

“Oh sweet Celestia,” she softly grieved.

She held Spike in her hooves trying to see if she could possibly save him as the blood was leaving his body, but she feared that it might be too late.

“Spike, hang on,” Twilight cried, “Who did this to you?!”

Spike was heavily breathing and his voice very sore and dry; clinging on whatever amount of life he had left, he looked up at Twilight with weak eyes and said, “Tw-T-Twli…. l-l-light, Zecora… she was r-r-right after all. It was… i-i-it was…”

But before he could spout out the perpetrator’s name, Spike finally passed out permanently and was now dead in her hooves. Twilight laid him down and began crying for his sudden death. She didn’t understand why this suddenly happened or who would have the gall to kill Spike to begin with. After a few seconds of grieving, Twilight conjured magic in her horn and began looking all around her surroundings with a face of pure anger.

“Who’s there? Whoever you are, I’m heavily armed!”

Just then, all the windows of the library tree closed shut and most of all the lights disappeared. Twilight was now surrounded in darkness, not knowing where someone would attack her as well.

“What are you, a coward?! You just killed my baby dragon and yet you’re hiding from me?! Come on out and show yourself!!!”

Suddenly without any warning, a shadowy figure zipped by Twilight too quick for her to notice and completely sliced her horn clean off her head. She screamed in immense pain feeling the mighty sting in her head, and she also feel the slight movement of her own blood running down her face from her major wound.

“My horn, my all-powerful horn!!!”

“Oh quit your sorry-ass whining, teacher’s pet,” said a sudden, chilling voice behind the tearing unicorn, “you won’t need it any more anyway.”

Twilight cautiously turned around and saw somepony moving towards her from the shadows. Suddenly, the figure lit some candles in the room with some magic to shed some light; but once Twilight could see, she became almost at a loss for words as she saw Spike’s killer. A familiar light-purple filly with a blonde mane and tail; her voice suddenly trembling realizing who it was.

“N-no… way; Dinky?”

It was Dinky, but something was different about her. She was once a sweet little filly who always loved everypony without a care in the world; but now her appearance made her light fur a bit darker and dingy, her mane and tail all wild, rustled and loose, and there was a dark, menacing, and murderous look in her eyes as she focused her stared at Twilight. Plus, Twilight noticed the dried blood on the young filly’s horn, and that was proof enough for her to know where it came from.

“Hey… Miss Twilight,” Dinky said in a sweet yet creepy tone, “it’s nice to see that you still recognized me… after 2 long years.”

“I… I-I don’t understand,” said Twilight feeling frighten of the filly’s presence, “you ran into the Everfree Forest; we saw your fur as proof, and y-you never came back! You’re… y-y-you’re supposed to be dead!”

“Oh, I’m afraid that it’s quite the opposite,” said Dinky with no hint of a smile on her face. “It’s true that I ran away while you and the other bastards killed my mother… but it’s like the forest itself got to me and understood my sudden pain. It didn’t choose to kill me, but instead, it took me in its care; it became my friend… my new, true friend. Thanks to its mysterious wonders, I was able to take care of myself and thrive on and enhance my magic. It was truly a magnificent experience.”

Twilight saw that Dinky wasn’t moving an inch, but she was still unnerved of what she could do; and since she now had no means of using her own magic, she was a sitting duck.

“So… wh-wh-hy did you c-come here?” questioned Twilight hesitantly.

“Isn’t it obvious? I’ve emerged from my new home so I can get rid of my old one. I’m gonna make this town pay dearly for the dastardly sin they have committed. Your dear little assistant was just the first; and now that I’ve gotten rid of your horn, you’re the next to go.”

Magic began emanating in Dinky’s horn as she began to slowly make her way towards Twilight who was slowly backing away. What was she going to do now?

“C-c-come on now, Dinky,” said Twilight shuddering in fear, “you really don’t want to choose revenge, do you? I mean… w-we could talk this over somehow; maybe settle things over tea?”

“Not a chance.”

Dinky crept closer and closer to Twilight and she didn’t know what to make of this situation; the only offspring of the pony that everyone hated and despised was about to kill her and she couldn’t do anything to defend herself.

“Come on, Dinky, you have to understand; I know that you’re upset that your… M-Mother is dead, but it had to be done… for Ponyville’s safety and well-being! And b-besides, why did you run away anyway; i-i-it’s not like we were planning to harm y-you as well!”

Dinky suddenly shot Twilight in her left foreleg with a spear spell and caused her to scream and fall to the floor. She looked up at Dinky who was now right in front of her feeling quite irritated in her presence.

“Do you honestly think that I’m going to believe that lying crap?! In case you don’t know, I overheard you, Fluttershy and the Mayor planning to kill me off too because you all thought I was going to grow up to be retarded like my Mother!” She then used her magic to raise Twilight up to her face level and showing a slight hint of a cynical smile, “Well… whose the retarded one now?!”

“Pl-please, Dinky,” Twilight pleaded, “I’m… I-I-I’m the Element of Magic’s wielder! I’m the one who balances the Elements of Harmony; the strongest power source in Equestria! Y-you can’t afford to kill me!”

Dinky once again picked up Twilight as she answered, “Wanna bet?”

Dinky then zoomed her upwards and smashed her against the ceiling; then she released her body and Twilight came back down on the ground hard. Groaning in more pain, Twilight knew that this wasn’t going well for her.

“As if I cared about those useless trinkets anymore. If what you tramps did is considered restoring order and harmony to you, then f#*K all of you and your friendship. Once I finish killing you, all of your whores you call friends will be next.”

Despite her injuries, Twilight tried a last attempt move by trying to bash through the window. However, when she did, she crashed into it and stopped to a halt. She fell and slightly whined from her failure… and her pain.

“Don’t even try to escape,” said Dinky, “I have all of the doors and windows bounded shut. It’s impossible to escape, and nopony is going to hear you squirm.”

Still unable to do anything, Twilight felt herself being lifted up in the air again by Dinky’s magic and then was slammed on the ground on her stomach with her hind legs spread open. Possible horrible thoughts went through Twilight’s head wondering what Dinky was about to do to her. While holding her down, Dinky suddenly brought out a jagged, broom handle that was filled with lots of sharp splinters. A maleficent smile returned to her face as she looked down at her trapped victim.

“I found this old, splintered broom handle in your basement. I wonder just how excruciating painful it will be if I shove this straight up your ass.”

The thought of that splintered handle being rubbed up against her anal insides caused Twilight to freak out and was squirming to get loose, but it was useless. As Dinky positioned the handle up to Twilight’s anal hole, Twilight was trying her best to plead for her life.

“No, please; I’m sorry Dinky! I’m sorry for everything, I swear!”

But it did no good as Dinky solemnly responded, “Funny… my Mother said the exact same thing.”

Dinky then continued on by immediately shoving wooden handle all the way inside Twilight’s tight plot. The splinters had harshly grated against her anal insides causing searing pain to shoot throughout her entire body. Twilight shrieked out loud feeling the overly- uncomfortable feeling; but no one would hear her anyway, so she couldn’t call for help.

As Dinky retracted the handle out of Twilight, she grinned a bit seeing blood dripping out and sticking on the splintered object. She commenced with her torture as she began to violently shove the splintered broom handle in and out of Twilight’s anus. Twilight was screaming now louder than ever feeing her insides being grinded by wooden splinters. Tears were filling her eyes and she didn’t know if she could take it anymore.

Dinky suddenly got up in Twilight’s terrified face and looking at her cynically as she didn’t cease to case her unbarring pain, “Tell me, does that feel good?! How do you like being on the other side of the f^#!ing stick!?”

Twilight couldn’t respond; she was too busy withering in pain of her plot being shredded from the inside. Dinky on the other hand was enjoying herself immensely watching Twilight being helpless before her while she gave her torturous pain, just like how her Mother was to the whole town. But she knew that it was only a matter of time before other ponies would be suspicious of the Library being boarded up, so she decided to end things here.

Dinky pulled out the long handle slowly watching the internal blood pour out of Twilight plot hole. It was quite a treat for Dinky seeing blood oozing out of another mare other than her Mother… who didn’t deserve her fate. Although, when Dinky looked lower behind her victim, she saw arousal juices seeping out from her pussy.

“Wow, is this unbearable pain is strangely turning you on?” said Dinky with a smirk, “You sick bitch.”

“N-n-no more…” asked Twilight in a weakly moan, “please, no more…”

“Aw, can’t I do one more thing before I leave?” said Dinky carelessly as she held the now bloody splintered handle in front of Twilight’s face, “FORE!!!”

Dinky brought the handle up in the air and then swung it down with much force against Twilight’s face and sent her flying once again into a wall. After falling back down, Twilight felt her body being lifted again and brought in front of the sinister filly, but this time on her back; her body battered and her own blood all over her, she could now fully see the face of her assaulter while in her dismay. She looked to the side and could still see Spike lifeless body lying on the floor; and she had a strong feeling that she was about to become the same way.

As Dinky was staring down at her with no remorse in her expression, Twilight tried to plead to the filly one more time, “Pl-l-lease, d-d-don’t do this. I-I-I’ll give you w-whatever you want; a-a-anything…”

Dinky scowled at her knowing that she was lying through her teeth and said stated, “Oh really; how about bringing my Mommy back.”

The pissed off filly stared deep into Twilights frighten eyes waiting for a stupid answer. However, Twilight knew that her one wish was impossible, and any Dark magic to wake the dead was illegal in all Equestria. Twilight sighed as she closed her eyes and placed her head back on the ground giving no answer.

“Yeah,” Dinky scoffed, “I didn’t think so.”

Dinky then used her magic to form a sharp steak knife and held it right over Twilight’s body. The bruised mare looked up at it in horror knowing what was happening. Dinky glared down upon her prey, and her last words to her were…

“Farwell, Miss Twilight; rest in peace… well, not really.”

Dinky suddenly jammed the knife into Twilight’s body as hard as she could, and the mare’s body jolted from the violent strike. Twilight’s screams of death echoed throughout the library, and more pain was felt as Dinky sliced her open downward. Streams of blood flowed from under her, and organs were giving out; Twilight could feel her life fading as she faintly said…

“I’m… s-s-sorrrry… Celestia…”

Then her spirit left her.

Dinky just sat there looking upon the now two lifeless bodes of those who helped in the effort to rid the world of her Mother; and knowing that they were going to kill her too didn’t make her feel any happier. This was only the start of Dinky’s bloody revenge for her Mother, who to her was murdered, not executed. She calmly walked away from her fresh kill, immediately focused on her next target; a dark scowl remained on the filly’s face thinking of the terrible things this town has done.

“By the end of the day, your death will be avenged and this town will pay for their sins; and it will all be all be for you… Mother.”

And then… she disappears into the darkness without a sound.