Mobius' storyby demonbakerChapterschapter 1chapter 2chapter 3chapter 4chapter 5prologue (revised)chapter 1Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.chapter 2Mobius wakes up the next day hungry, cold, and alone “Where… am I?” He realises that he’s still in Pinkie’s basement and sighs “Still here… Great. Where is she off to now? She’s made me a Werepony, tortured me and now leaving me here… Perfect.” Mobius hears a door open and Pinkie comes down the stairs to his left, wearing a rather pointless chef’s hat. She proceeds to the body in front of him, cuts off some of the meat and heads back upstairs. “Are you EVER going to let me go?” Pinkie looks down at him. “Your cuts have healed… that shouldn’t be possible… maybe I didn’t cut you deep enough.” “Pinkie are you done gathering the ingredients?” “Coming Mrs. Cake,” Pinkie glares at Mobius. “I’ll deal with you after work is over.” She hurries up the stars. The door slams shut and you hear a lock click. “Perfect… Let’s see, there must be a way out…” Mobius looks around and sees the Lever for his shackles “Drat, how can I reach it…” The lever was a cruel torture implemented by Pinkamena. It lay just outside where the shackles stopped him. Making him reach for freedom but never able to grasp it. “Maybe if I use my wings…” Mobius notices that one of the shackles is cracked. Using his newfound strength he manages to break his wing out and pull the lever. As Mobius drops down he notices the body that was left in front of him. “No… I won’t eat another Pony… no matter how much she tortures me...” Resisting the urge he heads toward the door. noticing a lock with several runes inscribed on it. “What the… great... magic I can’t get past that!” “Ok, Ms. Cake, I’ll see if we have any left.” The door clicks and opens abruptly and Pinkie sees you standing there. “Oh… hi Mobius. Good to see you up and about.” Pinkie pushes him down the stairs and enters. locking the door behind her. “You weren’t supposed to escape. Now you must be punished,” She speaks up. “Looks like we’re out Mrs. Cake I’m taking my break now!” “You weren’t supposed to escape when you did. How is this different? You can’t use that one on me.” “Well for one, I wasn’t being punished for hurting a tender mares feelings,” She looks angry. “And two your punishment was almost over.” Mobius glares at Pinkie “and how exactly would I have known that? If you were in enormous pain and wanted out wouldn’t you have tried? Oh yeah, you did.” Pinkie sighs. “Mobius I was a SLAVE to that Werepony, to be used by his pack as they saw fit. I got my revenge on them.” Pinkie smiles, “And a little pain can be enjoyable.” “I don’t care at this point. I tried to stay out of trouble, be good. That went out the window when YOU came along.” Pinkie growls. “Are you challenging me?” “What do you think?” Pinkie growls. “I think you better not be challenging me if you want to keep your skin attached to your body.” Pinke thinks for a bit. “you know, I’ve done too much skinning alive recently I need to come up with a new punishment for disobedience.” Pinkie pushes him to the center of the room and pulls a lever. a section of the wall moves and a lot of knives and torture tools appear. She begins looking them over. “What, are you going to kill me now? That’d be perfect. I’m a monster now… Do it! Kill me!” Pinkie looks at Mobius with something like… pity. “no I won’t kill you, but you still need to be punished.” Pinkie taps her chin in thought. “Hmmm...” She looks at Mobius’s wings. “you don’t need your wings to live, and it would save me some trouble if you try to escape again...” Mobius glares at her “So you want to ruin yet another life because your feelings are hurt… You make me sick.” Pinkie licks her lips. “And you make me hungry, were all different. And no I’m not punishing you because my feelings were hurt, this is because you avoided my punishment.” Pinkie picks up some bolt cutters. “now lets remove those wings shall we?” “So I’m going to become yet another of the helpless people whose lives you’ve ruined? Nice to know, you MONSTER!” PInkie looks shocked. “If you’ve already forgotten, it was Barb that turned you, even if I was indirectly responsible, and what do your wings have to do with your life anyway?” She looks off to the side. “I’ve always been a monster.” “You dragged me into this! You made me go there, made me eat. And my wings are the last things I have… my family is gone, I have little money, and the Wonderbolts are all I have left. If I don’t have my wings… I can’t be a Wonderbolt. It’s been my dream to fly with them.” “I never thought that you would hate being a werewolf. i just wanted you to be like me so you can understand……..” She looks angry. “If i can’t cut off your wings than what should you punishement be?” Mobius spits in her face “Have you no decency?” Pinkie puts her hoof where the spit landed a look of utter shock on her face. “did you just…” She wipes it off and stares at her hoof, her expression changing from shock, to disgust, then to pure rage. Mobius smirks “I guess you don’t like defiance. At least I know I made you uncomfortable… My work here is done.” The look of pure rage on Pinkie’s face is the last thing he sees before something hits him and knocks him out. chapter 3Author's Note This chapter contains torture so if your squeamish i suggest reading it with the lights on. otherwise enjoy!! edited by DictatorDuck chapter 3 Mobius wakes up in a dark place, but this one is is different, they seem to be in a shed of some sort. “Good, you’re finally awake. I want you to experience every moment of this.” Mobius hears some chains clanking causing Mobius to be suspended painfully above the ground by his forehooves. Now that Mobius can see Pinkie she looks, angry… very angry. Mobius smirks, though he is in pain “Well hello there. Nice of you to see me.” Pinkie smiles sadly. “I’m going to miss this spirit of yours.” “I will too… Just get it over with. Kill me, so I can live with myself again.” Pinkie smiles sadly again. “I’m sorry Mobius, but I’m too mad to simply kill you, you’re going to find out that there are fates worse than death.” Mobius spits in her face again. “You have no conscience, do you? No sense of right and wrong? It looks like it. You disgust me. I can’t live with myself, as a werepony, a monster. Just… Forget it. You’re either not listening, or too insane to care.” Pinkie looks at Mobius, wiping the spit off her face. “My conscience died a long time ago and my pity for you just went out the window, I’d gag your mouth so you can’t insult me anymore, but then I would miss out on the screams.” She picks up a scalpel. “I’d say this is going to hurt me more than its going to hurt you… but then I would be lying.” “Then tell me how you got turned, so I have at least something to think about.” “Shutup, I’m not in the mood to talk right now.” She makes four quick incisions on Mobius’s left flank, surrounding his cutie mark. and proceeds to rip the skin right off. Mobius screams in pain, glaring at Pinkie the entire time “YOU! ARE! INSANE! YOU ARE A MONSTER!” Pinkie takes the cutie mark and pins it to a wall has hundreds of cutie marks pinned to it and adds his to the wall, some of the marks look old. “I thought we already went over this, of course I’m insane, if you don’t have anything constructive to say just keep screaming.” Pinkie picks up a curious contraption, it’s a wood block with shackles on either side. She puts Mobius’s legs in the shackles and then takes a sledgehammer from where it leans against the wall. Mobius sees the sledgehammer and looks at Pinkie. “Do… your worst…” Mobius closes his eyes and clamps his mouth shut. “Oh no you don’t.” Mobius hears her shuffling and a cold metal cage is placed over his head, she opens his eyes and clamps them open. She tightens some screws painfully into his head and locks the metal so he can’t move his head anymore. “You're going to see EVERYTHING I do to you!” She presses a button near his shackles causing spikes to pierce his forehooves, then goes to retrieve the sledgehammer. “Look…” Mobius says, wheezing “I’m sorry, OK? I was desperate and low on options… Do whatever… But know this… I’m… Sorry…” She places the sledgehammer down. “You mean it? You're not just saying that? Do you regret insulting me?” She pushes on the shackles making the spikes to pierce deeper, causing blood to drip. “You won’t SPIT in my FACE anymore?” “I… never… meant… those insults… in the… first place… I… was panicking… out of options… Didn’t… want it to end… there…” She looks into his eyes. “I’m not sure I believe you...you’ve lied to me before...” “Only… as a… means… of escape… Wouldn’t you?” “Maybe… you still hurt me, don’t you deserve more pain?” “I… would say… no… but…” Mobius takes a deep breath and grimaces “As you said… I can’t be trusted…” Pinkie hefts the sledgehammer, “Can’t I break just one of your legs?” Mobius smiles despite the pain “What do you think?” Pinkie smiles widely. “Yes!” She swings the hammer back. Mobius braces for it “This is gonna hurt!” The sledge hammer comes down on his leg and he screams in pain. Once Mobius stops screaming he looks at Pinkie “Satis… Satisfied…?” Pinkie taps her chin in thought. “...no.” “Then… at what… point… will you… be?” She thinks some more. “...let me try a piece of your wing, torture is hungry work” “Please no… Just… please…” Pinkie sighs. “You’re really mean you know that…..” She moves closer and bites a chunk of meat off of his leg. “Mmmm... tasty…” Mobius screams in pain, and after a minute he stops and looks at Pinkie “Satis… Satisfied yet?!?” Pinkie is happily chewing the meat. “Yes… mmmm… maybe next time you hurt me I’ll simply eat you….” She removes the spiked shackles causing him to drop to the ground, landing on his broken leg. Mobius glares at her “Are… are you done?” “Oops, sorry I forgot about the leg… ” She removes the other things from him. “I’m keeping your cutie mark.” She walks over to a table and marks a few things on a piece of paper. “Hmm… you gave in sooner than I thought, I had days worth of fun stuff planned for you…” She shows Mobius a piece of paper that has a hundreds of things written on it including one near the bottom that reads “remove all skin and pour lemon juice on subject.” Mobius didn’t read any after that. “So… What… What now?” PInkie looks at Mobius. “You don’t look too good, are you alright? I didn’t punish you too much did I? Sometimes I get carried away when I’m angry...” Mobius looks at her, giving her a “really?” look “Seriously? Broken leg... bleeding, Cutie… Mark gone and… and stuck as a… a werewolf… Yeah, I’m… I’m fine.” “Well… only one of your cutie marks is gone...” Pinkie looks confused “Why would I need two of them? They’re the same!” “Seriously… what now…? I… I doubt you’ll let me go…” “... Well you're not going anywhere with a broken leg. I’m still wondering why you wanted one, they hurt, but I suppose I could keep you company until you leg heals in a day or so.” “Perfect… Just… Perfect… Where… Where are we?” “The middle of the Everfree forest, well not the exact middle, more like 4.5 miles east from the middle...” “What?!? Are… Are you kidding?” “No… why would I lie to you?” “Why exactly… should I… trust you? You’ve tried to… kill me, tortured me… Why should I?” “Well… yes but so far I haven’t lied to you, I have standards you know.” “Where will… we… be staying…?” “You're staying right here. You can sleep on the torture table if you want.” She looks at the table. “Though I may have to clean some of the blood off from my last meal.” “How… how long will… it take me to heal?” “About a day or so… do you have any ideas about how to pass the time?” “How… how should I know? I… I’ll probably fall asleep once the Adrenaline wears off…” “You want to sleep on the torture table? It’s only slightly bloodstained...” “I think... I’ll just sleep... in a corner… Thanks…” “You sure?” She sighs. “Suit yourself.” She gets on the table and promptly falls asleep. Mobius attempts to sleep and fails, so he gets up, moves to the wall and pulls his Cutie Mark back off “I can’t believe it… that nut.” “What are you doing with my trophy collection?” “How did you… nevermind… I was.. reclaiming my Cutie… Cutie Mark…” “Just so you understand something, let me ask you some questions. You see all the cutie marks on that wall?” “Yeah… I do.” She nods “And do you recognize any of them?” “No… I dont.” “Have you seen anyone in town with those cutie marks?” “I already said… No.” “sorry if I'm being vague, now the important question, do you know why?” “Because they... didn’t make it out... of here… or I just haven’t... seen them.” “My, aren’t we an optimistic one, the answer is nopony whose mark is on that wall has left this shed, and the last five ponies that did survive the torture made the mistake of taking their mark off that wall now.” “So… are you going to kill… me? Or just… torture me more?” “If I wanted you dead I wouldn’t be talking to you, I’m giving you a warning. don’t touch my trophies, to put it another way. Put your cutie mark back on that wall or your skin is going on it next.” She gestures to another wall that has full pony skins covering it. “And if I say no?” Mobius says, looking her dead in the eye. “well, let me answer your question with another.” She grins evilly. “Have you ever tried to swim in a 6 foot deep tank full of lemon juice, and 10 foot walls? Without any skin, no wings and you slowly drown when the pain becomes too much?” “No… Were… you joking about… the werepony thing... as another form… of torture?” “No… come to think of it I don’t know if a werepony can drown, I'm sure the pain will be excruciating. This is all hypothetical after all.” She glares at Mobius. “So I'm a... werepony… You’re kidding… “Wow… you really are stupid… took you THIS long to figure it out?” “I didn’t... want to believe it…” “I really thought you would figure it out when I cut you with the silver knife.” She looks at him. “Are you going to put my trophy back on the wall or do I have to skin you alive with a silver knife? Also the lemon juice too.” “Fine… I’ll put it back… if I'm a werepony… does that mean... I have the... healing factor bit?” “I don’t know if it will grow back, your the only werepony I’ve taken to my shed and the only being that has a chance of living through it… unless you touch my wall again.” “Fine…“ Pinkie curls up on the table, glaring at Mobius with one eye before falling asleep again. Mobius sighs, limps to one corner favoring his broken leg and curls up, He falls asleep after about 6 hours of pain, exhaustion finally overcomes him and he falls into a dreamless sleep. Mobius wakes up the next day and realizes his leg feels better, as it is half healed “You’ve gotta be kidding…” Looking across the room he sees that Pinkie is still sleeping on the table. Mobius starts feeling better. He looks back at where his Cutie Mark was and sees it has already partially healed. “Wow… Ungh… That’s weird...” Pinkie mumbles in her sleep and makes a running motion while on her side, just like a dog. Any thoughts of this being cute are removed when she mumbles “I’ll get you yet… tasty Pegasus...” “At this rate… I’ll be fully healed… by tomorrow. Good… The faster I’m out… of here… the better.” Mobius limps over to Pinkie “Hey… please wake up.” Pinkie absently swipes at him and rolls over. “Five more minutes.” Mobius sighs, and pokes her “Wake up…” Pinkie opens her eyes when he touches her. “Don’t touch me.” Mobius sighs. “Fine. Look… since we’ve got time… How did you get… turned?” Pinkie gets off the table and glares at Mobius. “Don’t touch me without my permission.” She looks off to the side. “I was turned much like you were...” Mobius grimaces “And… how was… that?” "Well, after the… incident with my family at the rock farm. I was wandering through the everfree forest for a few days... I was just a filly, I was cold, alone and hungry." Her eyes become unfocused as she remembers. "Then I smelled something, I didn't know what it was, but to a starving filly ANYTHING smells good so I ran toward it and I found what was giving off that smell." She frowns "It was a pony, it looked like a wolf and cut her throat and eaten parts of her, but there was still some meat left, JUST enough actually." She looks at Mobius "I won't lie, I was disgusted, and I wanted to run away, but my stomach had other plans, before I knew it I was eating her. I didn't even taste it I was so hungry, and before I knew it there was nothing left..." "When I regained my senses I felt something. Of course it was then that I bothered to wonder how a pony was killed in the first place and what killed her, but by then it was too late. I collapsed on the ground." She softly chuckles to herself then looks to Mobius "It turns out that a werepony killed her. Had the pony lived she would have been a werepony, but since I ATE her after she was bitten I was infected as well." She looks to him and smirks, then looks to the body of the pony on the table. "Yes, that's right, I bit her before I served you the meat, I could have bitten you to change you but that would require transforming, and I'd rather avoid the pain, not to mention you would probably wet yourself if you saw me like that." She gets up and walks toward him. "That is how I was cursed, now you share the same curse." “What… do you mean… Incident…?” She looks sad. “Maybe sometime I’ll tell you how I went insane, but not now.” “So… we just wait? Or… Can we go someplace other… than here?” Pinkie looks around. “What is wrong with my shed?” Mobius looks at her disbelievingly “Are you... kidding?” “Do you know, how hard I had to work to get these bloodstains just right?!” “Get the Bloodstains... right?!? How… desensitised, nuts… whatever are you?!” Pinkie looks confused. “Is it wrong to play with your food?” Mobius looks at her blankly “If by that… you mean torturing... ponies… then YES!” “But then I won’t have any fun!” “Fun?!?” “Yeah, you know the the thing that happens when you have a party, go out with friends, then murder them?” “Murder?!? You’ve gotta be kidding!” Mobius looks at Pinkie “oh… right.” “What is that supposed to mean?” She picks up a knife. Mobius stupidly replies “what exactly do you think? I’d LOVE to see how a werewolf ticks.” “Oh, would LOVE to show you! Why don’t you lay down on this table?” She points toward the bloodstained table she slept on. Mobius takes a step back and looks side to side “Whoa, hold on… I didn’t mean it that way…” “Oh, please, I insist.” “I changed my mind, I don’t want to anymore…” Mobius begins to look for a way out. She takes a step closer. “But its so interesting, and its the least I could do after you insulted me. I am after all...” She smiles, showing off her sharp teeth “A generous pony.” “I think we can both be at a disadvantage for a bit…” Mobius checks his leg “gah…” “Oh nononono you wanted to know how werewolves tick you're about to get some intimate knowledge...” She moves closer cutting him off from the doorway. “Nevermind, I didn’t say anything!” She moves up and pokes Mobius a few times with her knife “Are you sure? I would be happy to show you your insides, and how they work.” “NO! It’s fine, really.” “... Okie dokie lokie, but next time you insult me I won’t be asking.” She kicks his broken leg for good measure and walks away. Mobius limps to a corner and goes back to sleep, nursing his leg. The next few days pass with little incident, aside from a few close calls with mobius doing something stupid again. chapter 4Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter.chapter 5Mobius and the girls all wake up shackled to the wall with Pinkie sitting in a chair in front of them. Mobius looks around and finds out it’s the shed “Oh… perfect.” He looks to Pinkie “Now what?” Pinkie looks sad. “I’m afraid I can’t let you leave… I’m sorry girls, but you were never supposed to know.” She picks up a knife. “As a sign of our friendship, I will make it quick.” She slowly approaches her friends. Twilight is the first to speak up. “You don’t have to do this Pinkie!” “Yes I do...” “Why?” Pinkie stops. “It’s happened before, once my friends find out that I’m a Werewolf they stop being my friends, get the guards, or they attack me. I’m just making sure it doesn’t happen this time.” Mobius speaks up “Pinkie, calm down. They’re your friends, I’m sure they’ll be okay with it…” “As nice as that sounds, I can’t risk being found out, I have too many roots in this town.” Dash whispers to Twilight. “Can’t you use your magic to get us out of here?” Twilight whispers back. “No, she put a magic cancelling ring on me, We have to find a way to let her know we are still friends with her.” “And how do I know you’re being serious Twilight?” Twilight looks shocked that Pinkie heard her. “What? Werewolves have great hearing.” Twilight sighs. “Pinkie, just because you’re a Werewolf doesn’t mean we’re going to stop being friends with you, right girls?” “RIGHT!” Pinkie looks shocked, “Really? I don’t have to kill you?” Small tears form on her eyes. “You’re being honest?” Dash Speaks up. “Of course we’re still your friends but I have one demand!” Pinke freezes still. “What.” “Make me a Werewolf.” Everyone is shocked. including Pinkie. “What!... why?” Pinkie moves over and pulls a lever releasing everyone from the shackles. As they tumble onto the floor Mobius dashes over to Dash “whoa whoa whoa, you don’t wanna go there.” “Yeah, I do.” Mobius takes a step closer “No, you don’t. You won’t be able to be in the Wonderbolts, you… will hunger for Pony meat all the time… It isn’t good.” Dash scoffs, “what kind of element of loyalty would I be if let Pinkie suffer through this alone. Besides, I’m sure Twilight here would talk to them for me...” Dash starts to whisper. “And, I’ve kinda always wanted to try meat...” She speaks up. “It doesn’t have to be pony meat does it?” Pinkie shakes her head. “See? Not a problem.” Pinkie walks up to Twilight and removes the magic cancelling ring from her horn. then walks up in front of Dash. She is breathing heavily, “You’re… sure… about this?” Mobius makes one last attempt to stop Dash “Don’t! It’s a really bad idea!” Dash nods. “I’m sure.” Pinkie doesn’t seem to register that Dash said anything. Her body begins to slowly change. Her fur grows longer, her teeth grow even sharper, and she grows a few inches taller. Her hooves change into claws with the sound of bones snapping. She Moves closer to Dash who backs up a step. Dash looks to Twilight. “She knows when to stop right? She won’t eat all of me will she?” Twilight looks at Pinkie. “We can hope she has eaten recently. otherwise...” Mobius zooms right in between Dash and Pinkie “hold on here! Twilight, find us a way out of here!” He turns to Dash “I’m not letting you become a Werewolf.” Twilight shouts “I can’t! The only one that can open that door is Pinkie, I placed the enchantments on it myself!.” Pinkie walks up and knocks Mobius across the room, stunning him for a few moments. Then she pins Dash to the ground. Dash stares up at pinkie. “This is going to hurt...” Pinkie leans down and tears a chunk of meat from Dash’s barrel causing her to scream in pain. She chews the meat and leans down and bites again… and again...” A beam of purple light knocks Pinkie off of Dash and into the wall. “ENOUGH!” A glowing purple shield forms around Pinkie, who starts smashing into it, causing cracks to form. “Mobius! is there any meat nearby? It appears that Pinkie hasn’t eaten in awhile!” Twilight winces as Pinkie smashes into the shield again causing more cracks to appear. “Hurry! I can’t hold her off for long.” Mobius wakes up due to his increased healing as a Werewolf “What the… DASH!” Twilight winces. “Mobius hurry! Find some meat, I can’t hold her for long!” She looks at Dash who is breathing heavily and bleeding out. “We can help Dash once we get Pinkie contained.” Mobius frantically searches the room, searching for food when he opens the fridge. “Twilight, now!” She drops the shield as he slides the body of a pony next to Pinkie, who pounces on it and starts ripping off chunks of meat. Twilight raises the shield again and looks at Pinkie devouring the body. “Ew.” After about two minutes the body is completely devoured and Pinkies senses return to her. “Ugh... so full… no… DASH!” She smashes into the barrier again “Twilight drop this barrier!” Twilight drops the shield and Pinkie runs over to dash who is barely breathing. “Dash! I’m so sorry!” She looks at Dashes wounds and releases a breath. “Good, she isn’t in danger of dying, though any more and the curse wouldn’t have been able to bring her back.” She strokes Dash’s cheek. “You’re lucky Twilight was here, or you would be in my belly by now.” Mobius storms over to Pinkie “PINKIE! You could have easily killed her! This is what I’m trying to avoid!” PInkie glares back at mobius still in her werewolf form. “This is YOUR fault! If I didn’t have to wait for your stupid leg to heal I would never have been starved enough to enter frenzy!” Pinkie glances at Twilight. “Put a shield over Dash and get me some more meat, Dash is going to be hungry when she wakes up, she has to eat to heal that much damage.” Mobius shouts “MY fault?! You’re the one who infected me, you’re the one that broke my leg, you’re the one that got us into this mess!” Pinkie slams Mobius across the room again. “Don’t try to blame me! I wanted to hunt before I returned but you didn’t want anybody to get hurt! This is what happens when a werewolf doesn’t feed in 3 days!” Mobius gets back up, walk over to Pinkie and says “Really? All this time and you can’t go three days? I’ve gone four and I haven’t eaten at all! You just almost killed Rainbow because you couldn’t control yourself!” Pinkie looks down ashamed. “Well… I can’t control myself when I taste pegasus... sorry.” “Sorry? That’s what you have to say? What would you have said if we couldn’t have saved Dash? My bad?” “Nope, I would have said ‘she was tasty’.’” She licks her lips “She was by the way, I’ve always wondered what Dash tasted like…” Dash groans. “Oh she’s waking up!” Pinkie runs to her refrigerator, grabs a leg, and then puts it next to Dash. “Twilight raise the shield now! And make sure she can’t smell us!” Twilight puts another shield around dash and they watch as Dash wakes up. At first she just yawns and sits up then she sniffs the air and dives onto the leg, ripping huge chunks off of it with all the manners one would expect of Rainbow Dash. Again Twilight watches, “ew.” As she eats the leg her wounds heal rapidly, when the leg is completely gone Twilight drops the shield. “What was that! It tasted AWESOME!” The girls look slightly sick, and Twilight speaks up. “That was… a ponies leg.” Dash looks shocked. “You’re sure? That was the best tasting thing I’ve ever had...” Twilight looks like she is going to be sick. “Yes, I’m serious” Dash sniffs the air. “You guys smell… different… somehow… ” Dash walks over toward Applejack, “Hm… you smell… kinda tasty… ” Pinkie steps between Dash and Applejack. “no Dash, I will take you hunting later but for now CONTROL yourself.” Mobius steps closer, frowning “Dash? You feel OK?” “Yeah, I’m fine.” Her stomach grumbles. “Maybe a little hungry.” Pinkie smiles. “You get used to it.” She looks at her friends, Rarity is cowering in the corner with Fluttershy who appears to have passed out. Twilight is looking grim and Applejack is taking steps away from Dash, but trying to be sneaky about it.“So, what now? You are still my friends right?” Twilight walks up. “Um… Pinkie… you look kinda...” Pinkie looks down at her werewolf form. “Oops, sorry.” She slowly transforms back to her normal form losing the extra hair and claws. “Don’t worry guys, that won’t happen again now that I have eaten… sorry you had to see that it’s just that… pegasi are so… tasty.” Pinkie spaces off and drools slightly. Mobius is over in the corner, attempting to both calm Rarity down and wake Fluttershy up. “Fluttershy… Wake up please… Come on.” Fluttershy opens her eyes slowly, sees Mobius’s teeth and promptly faints again. “It’s alright darling, she just needs time to get used to this, we all do. No offence um… what is your name? I don’t think I’ve seen you around ponyville before...” “Um… My name’s Mobius. I’ve been in Cloudsdale… nice to meet you.” “Charmed. I’m Rarity, I wish we could have met under…” She glances around the basement, paying close attention to the dark stains on the walls. “Cleaner conditions.” Mobius smiles “Cleaner or less supernatural?” She thinks for a moment. “Both.” After a few attempts Mobius succeeds in waking Fluttershy without her promptly fainting “Hey… You OK?” “Y… yes mister werewolf I’m... I’m fine.” Mobius sighs “Please don’t call me ‘Mr. Werewolf’.” Rarity comforts Fluttershy by saying “Its ok Fluttershy, he is actually quite the gentlecolt.” Fluttershy slowly walks over to Pinkie. “Um. if its not too much trouble will you let us go?” Pinkie wraps Fluttershy in a tight hug, earning a startled squeak from Fluttershy. “Of course you can leave. I would never harm you girls, you mean the world to me.” She looks at Dash. “Unless I’m very hungry but that shouldn’t happen again.” Fluttershy backs away from Pinkie. “You haven’t eaten any of...” Pinkie puts a hoof to fluttershy’s mouth. “No Fluttershy, I would never harm your animal friends, I do my hunting in the woods, away from your house.” Her stomach grumbles, “well, unless a tasty morsel like him comes into town.” Pinkie looks at Mobius. Mobius, after making sure everyone was alright, or rather mostly alright in Dash’s case, asks “So… What now? We just leave and carry on with our lives?” Pinkie looks shocked. “Your right! I totally forgot my idea on how to get your dream back!” She moves over to Twilight. “Mobius wants to join the Wonderbolts.” In the background Dash shouts “Hey! thats my dream!” Pinkie continues. “So I was thinking about revealing that werewolves exist to the world and making sure that they can get accepted.” Twilight frowns. “That’s a pretty big step. Are you sure Pinkie? Not everypony will be as forgiving as we are” Pinkie nods. “I’m sure” Pinkie leads the girls plus Mobius up the stairs and opens the door. Twilight turns to Pinkie. “You and the girls go talk to Mayor Mare, I’ll talk with Mobius and catch up with you.” The girls nod and head out of Sugarcube Corner, leaving Twilight and Mobius alone. “You have some explaining to do Mobius. I want to know how you’re involved and what you did to Pinkie.” Mobius stops dead in his tracks. “You want to hear it from me? Why not Pinkie? You can trust her more, you’ve known her longer.” Apparently I didn't know her well enough, and I want to hear your side first then compare it to hers, I will be asking her about it and if you hurt Pinkie in any way...” “Whoa whoa whoa! I didn’t do anything to Pinkie, she turned me into a Werewolf. Without going into the specifics, she was hunting me, captured me, I convinced her to go on a date to buy time then… she fed me tainted food. It had pony meat in it… and it turned me. I woke up in this shed in the Everfree where she…” Mobius stops at this, not wanting to seem like a liar or give Twilight the gruesome details “Do you want to hear the bad part?” “No, I’ve seen enough today to imagine, what I’m curious about is what you did to make her angry enough to torture you. That doesn’t seem like the Pinkie I know.” “I didn’t… I didn‘t tell you about that. How did you know?” Twilight rolls her eyes, “Please...cut me some slack. We both saw her basement, not even the Canterlot dungeons have those kinds of tools. What else would she have done?” Twilight frowns, “this still doesn’t seem like Pinkie to me, she never seemed like the type to inflict pain on others.” Mobius sits down “look… You probably won’t believe me on this but… I think Pinkie has multiple personalities. We both know the happy, springy haired one, but there was a cheerless, cold, and droopy haired version that seems intent on murder and torture.” Twilight looks shocked. “Her birthday! I saw her hair just like you described, she seemed… different.” Twilight sudders. “If we hadn’t cheered her up… wait...” She looks at Mobius intently. “It took a SEVERE shock to make her like that, what did you do to upset her that much?” Mobius looks uneasy “Um… I don’t really want to talk about it. You would most likely get mad.” “Please it takes a lot to get me angry….” Mobius sighs “fine, after the pseudo-date I had revealed that the entire thing was a way to buy time and she got very mad. Then when she recaptured me I spat in her face. Not my brightest idea, but I was low on options. Then after she turned me, tortured me and let me go, when she was taking me hunting I said “no” to her. Then… that other Pinkie came out and started fighting me on it.” Twilight looks like she is in shock. “You mean to tell me, that when you got captured by an insane sociopathic werewolf it was a good plan to spit in her face? Do you have a deathwish?!” Twilight facehooves “I’m surprised you’re still alive after all that.” Mobius stands up and paces “look, at the time I thought I was going to die for sure. Ever hear the phrase ‘If you are going down, take as many as you can with you?” That was my philosophy then, but I ended up surviving for whatever reason.” “I find it hard to believe simply saying “no” to her is enough to trigger the other personality. Can you tell me exactly what happened?” “She was going hunting, was hungry, and I was resisting. I… I’m not sure which one was the last straw. All I know is the last on in chronological order was my saying “no.” I think the other one hates not being in control.” “What is the other’s name?” “I believe she called her Mena.” “Hm… I also think there is more to it than that, what happened after “Mena” came out?” “Well… she started assaulting me, stating “You are mine!” and after I expressed my anger at this whole ordeal she tilted her head, as if listening to someone and started talking to herself. After what I think was an argument, the regular Pinkie came back.” Mobius stops pacing and looks around “You and I both know that this is a bad idea. We need to be ready if it goes downhill.” “From what you're saying it’s pretty hard to trigger her other personality, so I think the Mayor should be fi-” A sudden sound comes from the town loudspeakers. “WEREWOLVES ARE TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE TOWN” The mic crackles and what sounds like a struggle happens before it clicks off. Mobius freaks out “Seriously?!? We’re gone for two minutes and this happens? Gah, come on!” Mobius darts away. Twilight grabs Mobius in her magic and sets him down next to her. “Thats not fast enough, this may feel strange at first.” Her horn glows and in a flash of light they vanish. prologue (revised)Author's Note This is an updated prologue, my new editor smacked the story with a stick until it was somewhat presentable, everyone thank dictator duck. prologue (revised) Prologue Mobius was running, more specifically he was running through the everfree forest, even MORE specifically he was being chased by a certain pink party pony. As he hid behind a tree trying to hide the sound of his breathing, and still his racing heart, He heard her coming closer. “Where are you?” “I’m hungry.” Mobius tried to press himself deeper into the tree, his dark coat being a blessing here. He heard the leaves above him rustle, at first he passed it off as the wind in this creepy forest, that was until a pink pony landed right in front of him. “Boo!” “GAH!” He ran away, attempting to fly but was forced back down due to the thick canopy. Mobius began to slow down, but found he couldn’t run anymore, he collapsed, the last thing he saw was a pair of pink hooves moving closer to him.
chapter 2Mobius wakes up the next day hungry, cold, and alone “Where… am I?” He realises that he’s still in Pinkie’s basement and sighs “Still here… Great. Where is she off to now? She’s made me a Werepony, tortured me and now leaving me here… Perfect.” Mobius hears a door open and Pinkie comes down the stairs to his left, wearing a rather pointless chef’s hat. She proceeds to the body in front of him, cuts off some of the meat and heads back upstairs. “Are you EVER going to let me go?” Pinkie looks down at him. “Your cuts have healed… that shouldn’t be possible… maybe I didn’t cut you deep enough.” “Pinkie are you done gathering the ingredients?” “Coming Mrs. Cake,” Pinkie glares at Mobius. “I’ll deal with you after work is over.” She hurries up the stars. The door slams shut and you hear a lock click. “Perfect… Let’s see, there must be a way out…” Mobius looks around and sees the Lever for his shackles “Drat, how can I reach it…” The lever was a cruel torture implemented by Pinkamena. It lay just outside where the shackles stopped him. Making him reach for freedom but never able to grasp it. “Maybe if I use my wings…” Mobius notices that one of the shackles is cracked. Using his newfound strength he manages to break his wing out and pull the lever. As Mobius drops down he notices the body that was left in front of him. “No… I won’t eat another Pony… no matter how much she tortures me...” Resisting the urge he heads toward the door. noticing a lock with several runes inscribed on it. “What the… great... magic I can’t get past that!” “Ok, Ms. Cake, I’ll see if we have any left.” The door clicks and opens abruptly and Pinkie sees you standing there. “Oh… hi Mobius. Good to see you up and about.” Pinkie pushes him down the stairs and enters. locking the door behind her. “You weren’t supposed to escape. Now you must be punished,” She speaks up. “Looks like we’re out Mrs. Cake I’m taking my break now!” “You weren’t supposed to escape when you did. How is this different? You can’t use that one on me.” “Well for one, I wasn’t being punished for hurting a tender mares feelings,” She looks angry. “And two your punishment was almost over.” Mobius glares at Pinkie “and how exactly would I have known that? If you were in enormous pain and wanted out wouldn’t you have tried? Oh yeah, you did.” Pinkie sighs. “Mobius I was a SLAVE to that Werepony, to be used by his pack as they saw fit. I got my revenge on them.” Pinkie smiles, “And a little pain can be enjoyable.” “I don’t care at this point. I tried to stay out of trouble, be good. That went out the window when YOU came along.” Pinkie growls. “Are you challenging me?” “What do you think?” Pinkie growls. “I think you better not be challenging me if you want to keep your skin attached to your body.” Pinke thinks for a bit. “you know, I’ve done too much skinning alive recently I need to come up with a new punishment for disobedience.” Pinkie pushes him to the center of the room and pulls a lever. a section of the wall moves and a lot of knives and torture tools appear. She begins looking them over. “What, are you going to kill me now? That’d be perfect. I’m a monster now… Do it! Kill me!” Pinkie looks at Mobius with something like… pity. “no I won’t kill you, but you still need to be punished.” Pinkie taps her chin in thought. “Hmmm...” She looks at Mobius’s wings. “you don’t need your wings to live, and it would save me some trouble if you try to escape again...” Mobius glares at her “So you want to ruin yet another life because your feelings are hurt… You make me sick.” Pinkie licks her lips. “And you make me hungry, were all different. And no I’m not punishing you because my feelings were hurt, this is because you avoided my punishment.” Pinkie picks up some bolt cutters. “now lets remove those wings shall we?” “So I’m going to become yet another of the helpless people whose lives you’ve ruined? Nice to know, you MONSTER!” PInkie looks shocked. “If you’ve already forgotten, it was Barb that turned you, even if I was indirectly responsible, and what do your wings have to do with your life anyway?” She looks off to the side. “I’ve always been a monster.” “You dragged me into this! You made me go there, made me eat. And my wings are the last things I have… my family is gone, I have little money, and the Wonderbolts are all I have left. If I don’t have my wings… I can’t be a Wonderbolt. It’s been my dream to fly with them.” “I never thought that you would hate being a werewolf. i just wanted you to be like me so you can understand……..” She looks angry. “If i can’t cut off your wings than what should you punishement be?” Mobius spits in her face “Have you no decency?” Pinkie puts her hoof where the spit landed a look of utter shock on her face. “did you just…” She wipes it off and stares at her hoof, her expression changing from shock, to disgust, then to pure rage. Mobius smirks “I guess you don’t like defiance. At least I know I made you uncomfortable… My work here is done.” The look of pure rage on Pinkie’s face is the last thing he sees before something hits him and knocks him out.
chapter 3Author's Note This chapter contains torture so if your squeamish i suggest reading it with the lights on. otherwise enjoy!! edited by DictatorDuck chapter 3 Mobius wakes up in a dark place, but this one is is different, they seem to be in a shed of some sort. “Good, you’re finally awake. I want you to experience every moment of this.” Mobius hears some chains clanking causing Mobius to be suspended painfully above the ground by his forehooves. Now that Mobius can see Pinkie she looks, angry… very angry. Mobius smirks, though he is in pain “Well hello there. Nice of you to see me.” Pinkie smiles sadly. “I’m going to miss this spirit of yours.” “I will too… Just get it over with. Kill me, so I can live with myself again.” Pinkie smiles sadly again. “I’m sorry Mobius, but I’m too mad to simply kill you, you’re going to find out that there are fates worse than death.” Mobius spits in her face again. “You have no conscience, do you? No sense of right and wrong? It looks like it. You disgust me. I can’t live with myself, as a werepony, a monster. Just… Forget it. You’re either not listening, or too insane to care.” Pinkie looks at Mobius, wiping the spit off her face. “My conscience died a long time ago and my pity for you just went out the window, I’d gag your mouth so you can’t insult me anymore, but then I would miss out on the screams.” She picks up a scalpel. “I’d say this is going to hurt me more than its going to hurt you… but then I would be lying.” “Then tell me how you got turned, so I have at least something to think about.” “Shutup, I’m not in the mood to talk right now.” She makes four quick incisions on Mobius’s left flank, surrounding his cutie mark. and proceeds to rip the skin right off. Mobius screams in pain, glaring at Pinkie the entire time “YOU! ARE! INSANE! YOU ARE A MONSTER!” Pinkie takes the cutie mark and pins it to a wall has hundreds of cutie marks pinned to it and adds his to the wall, some of the marks look old. “I thought we already went over this, of course I’m insane, if you don’t have anything constructive to say just keep screaming.” Pinkie picks up a curious contraption, it’s a wood block with shackles on either side. She puts Mobius’s legs in the shackles and then takes a sledgehammer from where it leans against the wall. Mobius sees the sledgehammer and looks at Pinkie. “Do… your worst…” Mobius closes his eyes and clamps his mouth shut. “Oh no you don’t.” Mobius hears her shuffling and a cold metal cage is placed over his head, she opens his eyes and clamps them open. She tightens some screws painfully into his head and locks the metal so he can’t move his head anymore. “You're going to see EVERYTHING I do to you!” She presses a button near his shackles causing spikes to pierce his forehooves, then goes to retrieve the sledgehammer. “Look…” Mobius says, wheezing “I’m sorry, OK? I was desperate and low on options… Do whatever… But know this… I’m… Sorry…” She places the sledgehammer down. “You mean it? You're not just saying that? Do you regret insulting me?” She pushes on the shackles making the spikes to pierce deeper, causing blood to drip. “You won’t SPIT in my FACE anymore?” “I… never… meant… those insults… in the… first place… I… was panicking… out of options… Didn’t… want it to end… there…” She looks into his eyes. “I’m not sure I believe you...you’ve lied to me before...” “Only… as a… means… of escape… Wouldn’t you?” “Maybe… you still hurt me, don’t you deserve more pain?” “I… would say… no… but…” Mobius takes a deep breath and grimaces “As you said… I can’t be trusted…” Pinkie hefts the sledgehammer, “Can’t I break just one of your legs?” Mobius smiles despite the pain “What do you think?” Pinkie smiles widely. “Yes!” She swings the hammer back. Mobius braces for it “This is gonna hurt!” The sledge hammer comes down on his leg and he screams in pain. Once Mobius stops screaming he looks at Pinkie “Satis… Satisfied…?” Pinkie taps her chin in thought. “...no.” “Then… at what… point… will you… be?” She thinks some more. “...let me try a piece of your wing, torture is hungry work” “Please no… Just… please…” Pinkie sighs. “You’re really mean you know that…..” She moves closer and bites a chunk of meat off of his leg. “Mmmm... tasty…” Mobius screams in pain, and after a minute he stops and looks at Pinkie “Satis… Satisfied yet?!?” Pinkie is happily chewing the meat. “Yes… mmmm… maybe next time you hurt me I’ll simply eat you….” She removes the spiked shackles causing him to drop to the ground, landing on his broken leg. Mobius glares at her “Are… are you done?” “Oops, sorry I forgot about the leg… ” She removes the other things from him. “I’m keeping your cutie mark.” She walks over to a table and marks a few things on a piece of paper. “Hmm… you gave in sooner than I thought, I had days worth of fun stuff planned for you…” She shows Mobius a piece of paper that has a hundreds of things written on it including one near the bottom that reads “remove all skin and pour lemon juice on subject.” Mobius didn’t read any after that. “So… What… What now?” PInkie looks at Mobius. “You don’t look too good, are you alright? I didn’t punish you too much did I? Sometimes I get carried away when I’m angry...” Mobius looks at her, giving her a “really?” look “Seriously? Broken leg... bleeding, Cutie… Mark gone and… and stuck as a… a werewolf… Yeah, I’m… I’m fine.” “Well… only one of your cutie marks is gone...” Pinkie looks confused “Why would I need two of them? They’re the same!” “Seriously… what now…? I… I doubt you’ll let me go…” “... Well you're not going anywhere with a broken leg. I’m still wondering why you wanted one, they hurt, but I suppose I could keep you company until you leg heals in a day or so.” “Perfect… Just… Perfect… Where… Where are we?” “The middle of the Everfree forest, well not the exact middle, more like 4.5 miles east from the middle...” “What?!? Are… Are you kidding?” “No… why would I lie to you?” “Why exactly… should I… trust you? You’ve tried to… kill me, tortured me… Why should I?” “Well… yes but so far I haven’t lied to you, I have standards you know.” “Where will… we… be staying…?” “You're staying right here. You can sleep on the torture table if you want.” She looks at the table. “Though I may have to clean some of the blood off from my last meal.” “How… how long will… it take me to heal?” “About a day or so… do you have any ideas about how to pass the time?” “How… how should I know? I… I’ll probably fall asleep once the Adrenaline wears off…” “You want to sleep on the torture table? It’s only slightly bloodstained...” “I think... I’ll just sleep... in a corner… Thanks…” “You sure?” She sighs. “Suit yourself.” She gets on the table and promptly falls asleep. Mobius attempts to sleep and fails, so he gets up, moves to the wall and pulls his Cutie Mark back off “I can’t believe it… that nut.” “What are you doing with my trophy collection?” “How did you… nevermind… I was.. reclaiming my Cutie… Cutie Mark…” “Just so you understand something, let me ask you some questions. You see all the cutie marks on that wall?” “Yeah… I do.” She nods “And do you recognize any of them?” “No… I dont.” “Have you seen anyone in town with those cutie marks?” “I already said… No.” “sorry if I'm being vague, now the important question, do you know why?” “Because they... didn’t make it out... of here… or I just haven’t... seen them.” “My, aren’t we an optimistic one, the answer is nopony whose mark is on that wall has left this shed, and the last five ponies that did survive the torture made the mistake of taking their mark off that wall now.” “So… are you going to kill… me? Or just… torture me more?” “If I wanted you dead I wouldn’t be talking to you, I’m giving you a warning. don’t touch my trophies, to put it another way. Put your cutie mark back on that wall or your skin is going on it next.” She gestures to another wall that has full pony skins covering it. “And if I say no?” Mobius says, looking her dead in the eye. “well, let me answer your question with another.” She grins evilly. “Have you ever tried to swim in a 6 foot deep tank full of lemon juice, and 10 foot walls? Without any skin, no wings and you slowly drown when the pain becomes too much?” “No… Were… you joking about… the werepony thing... as another form… of torture?” “No… come to think of it I don’t know if a werepony can drown, I'm sure the pain will be excruciating. This is all hypothetical after all.” She glares at Mobius. “So I'm a... werepony… You’re kidding… “Wow… you really are stupid… took you THIS long to figure it out?” “I didn’t... want to believe it…” “I really thought you would figure it out when I cut you with the silver knife.” She looks at him. “Are you going to put my trophy back on the wall or do I have to skin you alive with a silver knife? Also the lemon juice too.” “Fine… I’ll put it back… if I'm a werepony… does that mean... I have the... healing factor bit?” “I don’t know if it will grow back, your the only werepony I’ve taken to my shed and the only being that has a chance of living through it… unless you touch my wall again.” “Fine…“ Pinkie curls up on the table, glaring at Mobius with one eye before falling asleep again. Mobius sighs, limps to one corner favoring his broken leg and curls up, He falls asleep after about 6 hours of pain, exhaustion finally overcomes him and he falls into a dreamless sleep. Mobius wakes up the next day and realizes his leg feels better, as it is half healed “You’ve gotta be kidding…” Looking across the room he sees that Pinkie is still sleeping on the table. Mobius starts feeling better. He looks back at where his Cutie Mark was and sees it has already partially healed. “Wow… Ungh… That’s weird...” Pinkie mumbles in her sleep and makes a running motion while on her side, just like a dog. Any thoughts of this being cute are removed when she mumbles “I’ll get you yet… tasty Pegasus...” “At this rate… I’ll be fully healed… by tomorrow. Good… The faster I’m out… of here… the better.” Mobius limps over to Pinkie “Hey… please wake up.” Pinkie absently swipes at him and rolls over. “Five more minutes.” Mobius sighs, and pokes her “Wake up…” Pinkie opens her eyes when he touches her. “Don’t touch me.” Mobius sighs. “Fine. Look… since we’ve got time… How did you get… turned?” Pinkie gets off the table and glares at Mobius. “Don’t touch me without my permission.” She looks off to the side. “I was turned much like you were...” Mobius grimaces “And… how was… that?” "Well, after the… incident with my family at the rock farm. I was wandering through the everfree forest for a few days... I was just a filly, I was cold, alone and hungry." Her eyes become unfocused as she remembers. "Then I smelled something, I didn't know what it was, but to a starving filly ANYTHING smells good so I ran toward it and I found what was giving off that smell." She frowns "It was a pony, it looked like a wolf and cut her throat and eaten parts of her, but there was still some meat left, JUST enough actually." She looks at Mobius "I won't lie, I was disgusted, and I wanted to run away, but my stomach had other plans, before I knew it I was eating her. I didn't even taste it I was so hungry, and before I knew it there was nothing left..." "When I regained my senses I felt something. Of course it was then that I bothered to wonder how a pony was killed in the first place and what killed her, but by then it was too late. I collapsed on the ground." She softly chuckles to herself then looks to Mobius "It turns out that a werepony killed her. Had the pony lived she would have been a werepony, but since I ATE her after she was bitten I was infected as well." She looks to him and smirks, then looks to the body of the pony on the table. "Yes, that's right, I bit her before I served you the meat, I could have bitten you to change you but that would require transforming, and I'd rather avoid the pain, not to mention you would probably wet yourself if you saw me like that." She gets up and walks toward him. "That is how I was cursed, now you share the same curse." “What… do you mean… Incident…?” She looks sad. “Maybe sometime I’ll tell you how I went insane, but not now.” “So… we just wait? Or… Can we go someplace other… than here?” Pinkie looks around. “What is wrong with my shed?” Mobius looks at her disbelievingly “Are you... kidding?” “Do you know, how hard I had to work to get these bloodstains just right?!” “Get the Bloodstains... right?!? How… desensitised, nuts… whatever are you?!” Pinkie looks confused. “Is it wrong to play with your food?” Mobius looks at her blankly “If by that… you mean torturing... ponies… then YES!” “But then I won’t have any fun!” “Fun?!?” “Yeah, you know the the thing that happens when you have a party, go out with friends, then murder them?” “Murder?!? You’ve gotta be kidding!” Mobius looks at Pinkie “oh… right.” “What is that supposed to mean?” She picks up a knife. Mobius stupidly replies “what exactly do you think? I’d LOVE to see how a werewolf ticks.” “Oh, would LOVE to show you! Why don’t you lay down on this table?” She points toward the bloodstained table she slept on. Mobius takes a step back and looks side to side “Whoa, hold on… I didn’t mean it that way…” “Oh, please, I insist.” “I changed my mind, I don’t want to anymore…” Mobius begins to look for a way out. She takes a step closer. “But its so interesting, and its the least I could do after you insulted me. I am after all...” She smiles, showing off her sharp teeth “A generous pony.” “I think we can both be at a disadvantage for a bit…” Mobius checks his leg “gah…” “Oh nononono you wanted to know how werewolves tick you're about to get some intimate knowledge...” She moves closer cutting him off from the doorway. “Nevermind, I didn’t say anything!” She moves up and pokes Mobius a few times with her knife “Are you sure? I would be happy to show you your insides, and how they work.” “NO! It’s fine, really.” “... Okie dokie lokie, but next time you insult me I won’t be asking.” She kicks his broken leg for good measure and walks away. Mobius limps to a corner and goes back to sleep, nursing his leg. The next few days pass with little incident, aside from a few close calls with mobius doing something stupid again.
chapter 5Mobius and the girls all wake up shackled to the wall with Pinkie sitting in a chair in front of them. Mobius looks around and finds out it’s the shed “Oh… perfect.” He looks to Pinkie “Now what?” Pinkie looks sad. “I’m afraid I can’t let you leave… I’m sorry girls, but you were never supposed to know.” She picks up a knife. “As a sign of our friendship, I will make it quick.” She slowly approaches her friends. Twilight is the first to speak up. “You don’t have to do this Pinkie!” “Yes I do...” “Why?” Pinkie stops. “It’s happened before, once my friends find out that I’m a Werewolf they stop being my friends, get the guards, or they attack me. I’m just making sure it doesn’t happen this time.” Mobius speaks up “Pinkie, calm down. They’re your friends, I’m sure they’ll be okay with it…” “As nice as that sounds, I can’t risk being found out, I have too many roots in this town.” Dash whispers to Twilight. “Can’t you use your magic to get us out of here?” Twilight whispers back. “No, she put a magic cancelling ring on me, We have to find a way to let her know we are still friends with her.” “And how do I know you’re being serious Twilight?” Twilight looks shocked that Pinkie heard her. “What? Werewolves have great hearing.” Twilight sighs. “Pinkie, just because you’re a Werewolf doesn’t mean we’re going to stop being friends with you, right girls?” “RIGHT!” Pinkie looks shocked, “Really? I don’t have to kill you?” Small tears form on her eyes. “You’re being honest?” Dash Speaks up. “Of course we’re still your friends but I have one demand!” Pinke freezes still. “What.” “Make me a Werewolf.” Everyone is shocked. including Pinkie. “What!... why?” Pinkie moves over and pulls a lever releasing everyone from the shackles. As they tumble onto the floor Mobius dashes over to Dash “whoa whoa whoa, you don’t wanna go there.” “Yeah, I do.” Mobius takes a step closer “No, you don’t. You won’t be able to be in the Wonderbolts, you… will hunger for Pony meat all the time… It isn’t good.” Dash scoffs, “what kind of element of loyalty would I be if let Pinkie suffer through this alone. Besides, I’m sure Twilight here would talk to them for me...” Dash starts to whisper. “And, I’ve kinda always wanted to try meat...” She speaks up. “It doesn’t have to be pony meat does it?” Pinkie shakes her head. “See? Not a problem.” Pinkie walks up to Twilight and removes the magic cancelling ring from her horn. then walks up in front of Dash. She is breathing heavily, “You’re… sure… about this?” Mobius makes one last attempt to stop Dash “Don’t! It’s a really bad idea!” Dash nods. “I’m sure.” Pinkie doesn’t seem to register that Dash said anything. Her body begins to slowly change. Her fur grows longer, her teeth grow even sharper, and she grows a few inches taller. Her hooves change into claws with the sound of bones snapping. She Moves closer to Dash who backs up a step. Dash looks to Twilight. “She knows when to stop right? She won’t eat all of me will she?” Twilight looks at Pinkie. “We can hope she has eaten recently. otherwise...” Mobius zooms right in between Dash and Pinkie “hold on here! Twilight, find us a way out of here!” He turns to Dash “I’m not letting you become a Werewolf.” Twilight shouts “I can’t! The only one that can open that door is Pinkie, I placed the enchantments on it myself!.” Pinkie walks up and knocks Mobius across the room, stunning him for a few moments. Then she pins Dash to the ground. Dash stares up at pinkie. “This is going to hurt...” Pinkie leans down and tears a chunk of meat from Dash’s barrel causing her to scream in pain. She chews the meat and leans down and bites again… and again...” A beam of purple light knocks Pinkie off of Dash and into the wall. “ENOUGH!” A glowing purple shield forms around Pinkie, who starts smashing into it, causing cracks to form. “Mobius! is there any meat nearby? It appears that Pinkie hasn’t eaten in awhile!” Twilight winces as Pinkie smashes into the shield again causing more cracks to appear. “Hurry! I can’t hold her off for long.” Mobius wakes up due to his increased healing as a Werewolf “What the… DASH!” Twilight winces. “Mobius hurry! Find some meat, I can’t hold her for long!” She looks at Dash who is breathing heavily and bleeding out. “We can help Dash once we get Pinkie contained.” Mobius frantically searches the room, searching for food when he opens the fridge. “Twilight, now!” She drops the shield as he slides the body of a pony next to Pinkie, who pounces on it and starts ripping off chunks of meat. Twilight raises the shield again and looks at Pinkie devouring the body. “Ew.” After about two minutes the body is completely devoured and Pinkies senses return to her. “Ugh... so full… no… DASH!” She smashes into the barrier again “Twilight drop this barrier!” Twilight drops the shield and Pinkie runs over to dash who is barely breathing. “Dash! I’m so sorry!” She looks at Dashes wounds and releases a breath. “Good, she isn’t in danger of dying, though any more and the curse wouldn’t have been able to bring her back.” She strokes Dash’s cheek. “You’re lucky Twilight was here, or you would be in my belly by now.” Mobius storms over to Pinkie “PINKIE! You could have easily killed her! This is what I’m trying to avoid!” PInkie glares back at mobius still in her werewolf form. “This is YOUR fault! If I didn’t have to wait for your stupid leg to heal I would never have been starved enough to enter frenzy!” Pinkie glances at Twilight. “Put a shield over Dash and get me some more meat, Dash is going to be hungry when she wakes up, she has to eat to heal that much damage.” Mobius shouts “MY fault?! You’re the one who infected me, you’re the one that broke my leg, you’re the one that got us into this mess!” Pinkie slams Mobius across the room again. “Don’t try to blame me! I wanted to hunt before I returned but you didn’t want anybody to get hurt! This is what happens when a werewolf doesn’t feed in 3 days!” Mobius gets back up, walk over to Pinkie and says “Really? All this time and you can’t go three days? I’ve gone four and I haven’t eaten at all! You just almost killed Rainbow because you couldn’t control yourself!” Pinkie looks down ashamed. “Well… I can’t control myself when I taste pegasus... sorry.” “Sorry? That’s what you have to say? What would you have said if we couldn’t have saved Dash? My bad?” “Nope, I would have said ‘she was tasty’.’” She licks her lips “She was by the way, I’ve always wondered what Dash tasted like…” Dash groans. “Oh she’s waking up!” Pinkie runs to her refrigerator, grabs a leg, and then puts it next to Dash. “Twilight raise the shield now! And make sure she can’t smell us!” Twilight puts another shield around dash and they watch as Dash wakes up. At first she just yawns and sits up then she sniffs the air and dives onto the leg, ripping huge chunks off of it with all the manners one would expect of Rainbow Dash. Again Twilight watches, “ew.” As she eats the leg her wounds heal rapidly, when the leg is completely gone Twilight drops the shield. “What was that! It tasted AWESOME!” The girls look slightly sick, and Twilight speaks up. “That was… a ponies leg.” Dash looks shocked. “You’re sure? That was the best tasting thing I’ve ever had...” Twilight looks like she is going to be sick. “Yes, I’m serious” Dash sniffs the air. “You guys smell… different… somehow… ” Dash walks over toward Applejack, “Hm… you smell… kinda tasty… ” Pinkie steps between Dash and Applejack. “no Dash, I will take you hunting later but for now CONTROL yourself.” Mobius steps closer, frowning “Dash? You feel OK?” “Yeah, I’m fine.” Her stomach grumbles. “Maybe a little hungry.” Pinkie smiles. “You get used to it.” She looks at her friends, Rarity is cowering in the corner with Fluttershy who appears to have passed out. Twilight is looking grim and Applejack is taking steps away from Dash, but trying to be sneaky about it.“So, what now? You are still my friends right?” Twilight walks up. “Um… Pinkie… you look kinda...” Pinkie looks down at her werewolf form. “Oops, sorry.” She slowly transforms back to her normal form losing the extra hair and claws. “Don’t worry guys, that won’t happen again now that I have eaten… sorry you had to see that it’s just that… pegasi are so… tasty.” Pinkie spaces off and drools slightly. Mobius is over in the corner, attempting to both calm Rarity down and wake Fluttershy up. “Fluttershy… Wake up please… Come on.” Fluttershy opens her eyes slowly, sees Mobius’s teeth and promptly faints again. “It’s alright darling, she just needs time to get used to this, we all do. No offence um… what is your name? I don’t think I’ve seen you around ponyville before...” “Um… My name’s Mobius. I’ve been in Cloudsdale… nice to meet you.” “Charmed. I’m Rarity, I wish we could have met under…” She glances around the basement, paying close attention to the dark stains on the walls. “Cleaner conditions.” Mobius smiles “Cleaner or less supernatural?” She thinks for a moment. “Both.” After a few attempts Mobius succeeds in waking Fluttershy without her promptly fainting “Hey… You OK?” “Y… yes mister werewolf I’m... I’m fine.” Mobius sighs “Please don’t call me ‘Mr. Werewolf’.” Rarity comforts Fluttershy by saying “Its ok Fluttershy, he is actually quite the gentlecolt.” Fluttershy slowly walks over to Pinkie. “Um. if its not too much trouble will you let us go?” Pinkie wraps Fluttershy in a tight hug, earning a startled squeak from Fluttershy. “Of course you can leave. I would never harm you girls, you mean the world to me.” She looks at Dash. “Unless I’m very hungry but that shouldn’t happen again.” Fluttershy backs away from Pinkie. “You haven’t eaten any of...” Pinkie puts a hoof to fluttershy’s mouth. “No Fluttershy, I would never harm your animal friends, I do my hunting in the woods, away from your house.” Her stomach grumbles, “well, unless a tasty morsel like him comes into town.” Pinkie looks at Mobius. Mobius, after making sure everyone was alright, or rather mostly alright in Dash’s case, asks “So… What now? We just leave and carry on with our lives?” Pinkie looks shocked. “Your right! I totally forgot my idea on how to get your dream back!” She moves over to Twilight. “Mobius wants to join the Wonderbolts.” In the background Dash shouts “Hey! thats my dream!” Pinkie continues. “So I was thinking about revealing that werewolves exist to the world and making sure that they can get accepted.” Twilight frowns. “That’s a pretty big step. Are you sure Pinkie? Not everypony will be as forgiving as we are” Pinkie nods. “I’m sure” Pinkie leads the girls plus Mobius up the stairs and opens the door. Twilight turns to Pinkie. “You and the girls go talk to Mayor Mare, I’ll talk with Mobius and catch up with you.” The girls nod and head out of Sugarcube Corner, leaving Twilight and Mobius alone. “You have some explaining to do Mobius. I want to know how you’re involved and what you did to Pinkie.” Mobius stops dead in his tracks. “You want to hear it from me? Why not Pinkie? You can trust her more, you’ve known her longer.” Apparently I didn't know her well enough, and I want to hear your side first then compare it to hers, I will be asking her about it and if you hurt Pinkie in any way...” “Whoa whoa whoa! I didn’t do anything to Pinkie, she turned me into a Werewolf. Without going into the specifics, she was hunting me, captured me, I convinced her to go on a date to buy time then… she fed me tainted food. It had pony meat in it… and it turned me. I woke up in this shed in the Everfree where she…” Mobius stops at this, not wanting to seem like a liar or give Twilight the gruesome details “Do you want to hear the bad part?” “No, I’ve seen enough today to imagine, what I’m curious about is what you did to make her angry enough to torture you. That doesn’t seem like the Pinkie I know.” “I didn’t… I didn‘t tell you about that. How did you know?” Twilight rolls her eyes, “Please...cut me some slack. We both saw her basement, not even the Canterlot dungeons have those kinds of tools. What else would she have done?” Twilight frowns, “this still doesn’t seem like Pinkie to me, she never seemed like the type to inflict pain on others.” Mobius sits down “look… You probably won’t believe me on this but… I think Pinkie has multiple personalities. We both know the happy, springy haired one, but there was a cheerless, cold, and droopy haired version that seems intent on murder and torture.” Twilight looks shocked. “Her birthday! I saw her hair just like you described, she seemed… different.” Twilight sudders. “If we hadn’t cheered her up… wait...” She looks at Mobius intently. “It took a SEVERE shock to make her like that, what did you do to upset her that much?” Mobius looks uneasy “Um… I don’t really want to talk about it. You would most likely get mad.” “Please it takes a lot to get me angry….” Mobius sighs “fine, after the pseudo-date I had revealed that the entire thing was a way to buy time and she got very mad. Then when she recaptured me I spat in her face. Not my brightest idea, but I was low on options. Then after she turned me, tortured me and let me go, when she was taking me hunting I said “no” to her. Then… that other Pinkie came out and started fighting me on it.” Twilight looks like she is in shock. “You mean to tell me, that when you got captured by an insane sociopathic werewolf it was a good plan to spit in her face? Do you have a deathwish?!” Twilight facehooves “I’m surprised you’re still alive after all that.” Mobius stands up and paces “look, at the time I thought I was going to die for sure. Ever hear the phrase ‘If you are going down, take as many as you can with you?” That was my philosophy then, but I ended up surviving for whatever reason.” “I find it hard to believe simply saying “no” to her is enough to trigger the other personality. Can you tell me exactly what happened?” “She was going hunting, was hungry, and I was resisting. I… I’m not sure which one was the last straw. All I know is the last on in chronological order was my saying “no.” I think the other one hates not being in control.” “What is the other’s name?” “I believe she called her Mena.” “Hm… I also think there is more to it than that, what happened after “Mena” came out?” “Well… she started assaulting me, stating “You are mine!” and after I expressed my anger at this whole ordeal she tilted her head, as if listening to someone and started talking to herself. After what I think was an argument, the regular Pinkie came back.” Mobius stops pacing and looks around “You and I both know that this is a bad idea. We need to be ready if it goes downhill.” “From what you're saying it’s pretty hard to trigger her other personality, so I think the Mayor should be fi-” A sudden sound comes from the town loudspeakers. “WEREWOLVES ARE TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE TOWN” The mic crackles and what sounds like a struggle happens before it clicks off. Mobius freaks out “Seriously?!? We’re gone for two minutes and this happens? Gah, come on!” Mobius darts away. Twilight grabs Mobius in her magic and sets him down next to her. “Thats not fast enough, this may feel strange at first.” Her horn glows and in a flash of light they vanish.
prologue (revised)Author's Note This is an updated prologue, my new editor smacked the story with a stick until it was somewhat presentable, everyone thank dictator duck. prologue (revised) Prologue Mobius was running, more specifically he was running through the everfree forest, even MORE specifically he was being chased by a certain pink party pony. As he hid behind a tree trying to hide the sound of his breathing, and still his racing heart, He heard her coming closer. “Where are you?” “I’m hungry.” Mobius tried to press himself deeper into the tree, his dark coat being a blessing here. He heard the leaves above him rustle, at first he passed it off as the wind in this creepy forest, that was until a pink pony landed right in front of him. “Boo!” “GAH!” He ran away, attempting to fly but was forced back down due to the thick canopy. Mobius began to slow down, but found he couldn’t run anymore, he collapsed, the last thing he saw was a pair of pink hooves moving closer to him.
