Author'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.