Psycho

Psycho

Chapter 5

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN, VANSIHED???”

“W-we don’t know. No one can find him,”

“I THOUGHT HE WAS UNDER SERVALINCE!!!”

“H-he was, but he managed to dodge out guards, he could be any ware,”

A shy mare awoke on the infamous table, she was drowsy, it took a few good minutes before she realised that she wasn’t in her cosy bed in her cottage, nestled up with her beloved animal friends.

“Oh... Oh my...” squeaked fluttershy “Angel bunny? This isn’t funny, i’m scared,”

A voice perked up form behind the table “Fear is the driving force of any living being, fear is good, it means you are alive, oh don’t worry... we will soon fix that my dear,”

“AH...” flutter shy shrieked in fear at the menacing stallion that seemed to just appear behind her all of a sudden, “W-what do you want?”, she scanned the room quickly, noticing the blood stains on the walls and mounds of bone and flesh in the far corner of the room, up agonist the far wall stood a shelf, the word “trophies” was etched into the top of it, on the top shelf there was a Stetson and a red bow laying side by side, both blood stained, and on the shelf bellow was a pile of blue hooves, also blood stained, fluttershy burst into a fit of tears “Oh sweet Celestia, you are the reason my friends have been disappearing, you killed them, you monster,”

“NOT KILLED!” yelled the stallion “cleansed,” his voice turned form furious to calm in a matter of moments, it was eerie to say the least. “Now I would appreciate if you would not talk any more, but just to make sure,” said the stallion as he walked over to his table, only one item lay on the table, a rag, he picked up the rag and walked back to fluttershy, he placed it in her mouth and fed it round the back of her head and tied it off, she was now unable to speak or even form any sort of language.

A faint rattling noise started coming from a small grate in the wall, it gradually got louder and louder and the shaking got more violent. “Ah, my pets are awake, and they are in need of breakfast,” said the stallion as he walked over to the small grate, “Fortunately for me they see me as a parental figure and won’t give me a second glance,” he chuckled softly as he keeled down to the grate.

He lifted the grate to reveal a swarm of rats, hungry, blood thirsty, rats. They all instantly swarmed the stalk that held up the table, they circled the petrified mare as she continued to whimper to herself, tears streaming down her face.

He stallion walked back over to the table the mare was strapped down on, and he tipped the table so it was horizontal, fluttershy’s legs were only just above the wave of rodents bellow her.  The stallion walked behind the table and grasped a lever on the table, and sharply pulled it down, the table dropped, plunging fluttershy’s lower legs into the sea of vermin, they started to tare the skin away from fluttershy’s legs, exposing muscle and bone, immense pains started to shoot up her legs, making her clench her entire body, tears started to flow like waterfalls. Blood drenched the rats closest to her legs, which took them into a frenzy, becoming more violent and blood thirsty than ever.

It took the rats no more the five minutes to tare all of the flesh, leaving only a pile of bones, which were once fluttershy’s hooves and ankles, and a pair of half exposed shin bones, barely held on by the remaining parts of the flesh on her legs, a bit further up.

The stallion picked up two of the rats form the floor and put them in a glass container, it was a large square, just a bit bigger than a ponies head, one side had a hole in it, covered by a piece of flexible plastic to stop the rats form getting back out. The rest if the rats were herded back into the hole in the wall and the grate was closed behind them.

Fluttershy was in too much pain to move or even make a noise, she just lay there, crying, she managed to push out a sound, it was a small whimper, but the rag that remained in her mouth restricted anything more than that.  The stallion remained in silence as he walked back over to the glass box, housing the rats. He picked it up and walked over to fluttershy, he watched her for a moment as she whimpered, she looked up to meet his stare, and then dropped her head again, the stallion intercepted he head and lifted it up again, fluttershy put up no fight. The stallion lifted the box over her head and lined up the hole with the top of her head, he quickly slammed it down trapping her head with the two rats, they started to rip and tear at her face, the pulled the gag away allowing her to scream as they bit at her cheeks, ripping the skin away revelling a wall of teeth. The box started to slowly fill with blood, some of it escaping out of the plastic seal, staining her coat, one of the rats bit into her eye, tearing it out of the socket, fluttershy screamed, the other rat bit her tongue, ripping a chunk out, filling her mouth with torrents of blood.

The frenzy continued for only two minutes before the streaming stopped, the stallion checked her pulse, nothing, he let the rats finish their mean first, taking that away would just be rude.