Draconic Desires

Twilight finally had an outlet to quench her lust for murder. Therefore, she cancelled her plans of conquering Ponyville. She decided she’d be able to kill more ponies in the long run if she did so covertly.

The disappearances rarely raised suspicion. She got more and more cunning at roping in sacrifices and she even established connections to the Canterlot underground in pony-trafficking.

Twilight and the dragon spent the next decade sacrificing thousands of ponies to the altar. It was like an unending blur of throwing ponies’ backs upon the altar, and that includes Rainbow Dash, Rarity, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, Applejack, and everypony else that Twilight always wanted to see dead. The dragon had never eaten so well.

It was all fun and enjoyable, but after ten years Twilight grew weary of causing eternal suffering and actually became a much nicer pony being. The dragon supported her new disposition.

She longed to experience what the sacrifices experienced. She tried to convince the dragon to have sex with her on the altar. He warmed up to the idea. They gradually both decided that they would have to experience it for themselves.

Twilight made the plans for the finale event. It was going to be the best night ever.

Twilight and the dragon heard a knock on Zecora’s door. Twilight opened it. It was Vinyl.

Twilight looked back at the dragon and said, “Hey, it’s just Vinyl, my Ponyville friend. I told her to come this afternoon before the party.”

The dragon shrugged and worked on making the hut presentable.

Twilight turned her attention back to Vinyl, “so, how are things on the outside?”

Vinyl shrugged, “it’s pretty much pony utopia, the same as it’s always been since forever. Celestia has really put something in the water.”

Twilight laughed and nodded. “Yes, I stopped drinking the water the day I became a princess, and man did that free up my mind.”

They laughed and Twilight let Vinyl into the hut.

Twilight motioned to a table near the wall. She said, “Here, this is where you can set up. This is going to be one wild night so make sure you get comfortable.” Vinyl pulled multiple turntables out of nowhere and set them all on the table.

Vinyl asked Twilight, “So, what’s so wild about tonight? I hope you guys have some energy. I’ve never had a party that was wild enough for me.”

“Well, I don’t think you could really get anymore wild than this. Oh, it won’t be a big party by any means. I’ve only invited my Canterlot contact Fleur and she’s only bringing about ten trafficked ponies.”

Vinyl laughed, “Whoa, what do you need trafficked ponies for? I hope they know how to party!”

“Well, I hope so, too. I hope everypony has the time of their life. But here’s the thing. When they check in to this party, they won’t be checking out.”

Vinyl looked very surprised, “Okay, sounds like a wild party alright. Are you serious though? What’s going to happen to them?”

Twilight calmly responded, “It’s very simple. They will… die. We have an altar that takes souls to the spirit world. I’ll make sure they have a nice afterlife.”

Vinyl again looked surprised. “Whoa, you mean to tell me they’re… they’re going to die…? That’s… wild alright. And it’s a party? What’s the party for?”

Twilight responded, “Tonight, the dragon and I are going to the afterlife ourselves. We just want to make this exciting by having a warm up mass-sacrifice event. It’s a party because we need you to keep them happy. When the sacrificing gets underway, they’re going to start getting nervous.”

Vinyl laughed, “Oh okay. Regardless of the why, you need the event to be a happy one, not a horrific one. You need me to help spread good vibes so that everyone stays happy.” She nodded to herself. “That’ll be a challenge, but I think it can be done!”

Twilight said, “Thank you, Vinyl. You’re really coming through for us. You can have all of our worldly possessions when we’re gone if you want them. And I can promise you one more thing. You’re going to be the only one left alive at the end of the night. I promise we won’t harm you. You will be able to leave in peace.”

Vinyl responded, “Wait, if I’m the only one alive at the end of the night, then what happens to your contact Fleur?”

Twilight thought about how corrupt Fleur was. She’d be doing Canterlot a favor. “Dead.”

Vinyl responded, “Okay then.”