Sunny Investigations

Sunny was struggling to stay conscious, they really had given him quite a beating. Just remembering it caused his wounds to start searing again.

Sunny was bound to a chair, unable to do anything other then look around the room. Some kind of drug was keeping him in a state of paralysis probably. Ax and Bass stood before him. They were saying something, but Sunny couldn't figure out what it was. After a few more minutes of Ax and Bass droning on about something, they soon realized that Sunny couldn't understand a thing and just decided to get on with it. Bass walked over to the seat Sunny was in and pounded his front hooves into the defenseless pony's face. He repeated this about three more times before Sunny started spitting up blood. He was trying to comprehend why the two were doing this, but he was presumably drugged too much to remember anything at all. So he just sat there, dumbfounded as to why the torture proceeded.

This time it was Ax's turn to do something. He used his magic to levitate a small knife into the air, letting it sit there for a moment. Ax began to slowly wave the knife in front of Sunny's face before having it forcefully thrust into his stomach. He started to twist the knife around as Sunny squirmed and screamed in agony. Ax pulled the knife out and started to slash the knife all over Sunny, leaving his entire body covered in bloody cuts. Bass the picked up a small fire-poker of sorts and put the end into a fire that Sunny didn't notice was going. After letting it sit in the fire for a while, Ax lifted it from Bass' hooves and aimed the poker at Sunny. Ax let the burning hot end of the poker scrape all over Sunny, burning off fur and flesh. Before thrusting it at his eye.

Right before the poker hit his eye was when he blacked out. Now that Sunny was awake again, he realized what was going on. They planned to kill him for overhearing their little conversation about taking over Ponyville, but something let him live. He wasn't sure if it was either the pair's stupidity, or just pure dumb luck he survived, but that didn't matter now. Sunny just accepted the fact that he was still breathing and that he needed to go get help. Using basic knowledge, Sunny grabbed some red pieces of cloth scattered around the torture room and fashioned them together tightly as a vest and cape to hopefully stop the bleeding in some areas. Sunny limped towards the door and pressed his ear against it, listening for anyone who might be nearby. Nothing could be heard from this side so Sunny slowly opened the door and checked around. The door he had just opened led to the outside world. It seemed the door served as some sort of back entrance into the building, so it was pretty convenient for Sunny. Okay, I need to go find Pickles, he can help. I just need to get there before I bleed out... Sunny's vision was already starting to blur. Things were getting bad and fast.

Sunny was going as fast as he could in his state to find Pickles' restaurant and get him to use his flame magic to be able to subdue the two who put him in this condition. Even though it wasn't very far until he got to his destination, every step he took pained him so he had to take a very slow yet hurried pace at the same time. Sunny was eventually able to see the building from his current standpoint and was able to use some new found adrenaline to push himself to go a little faster towards it. Once in front he banged his good (If you could call it that.) hoof against the door several times in a frantic manner. Pickles made his way towards the door, and wondered who could possibly be trying to get in at this hour. He pushed the door open and instinctively mentioned that the restaurant was closed. Then he looked at Sunny and flipped a nerve. "Oh Celestia! What in the hell happened to you?!?" He quickly put his hoof around Sunny and brought him inside and place him on a chair. Sunny slowly attempted to speak, his speech slurred from loss of blood.

"W-well, it's ah loong stohry... Bhut the p-point is...is that yoou need to...go...to the club. Ax...Bass. They're...Gonna-" Sunny passed out onto the floor, his head making a loud sound as it came in contact with the ground.

"Oh no." Pickles murmured to himself. Images of all his friends being killed by the White Noise leaders in such a brutal manner started going through his mind. There was no way in hell that he was going to let another pony be taken from him by those monsters. Everything they did was extremely underhanded and brutal, even for criminals. They have no regard for a pony's life at all and will take it if they think the sound of the spewing blood will be amusing. "Don't worry, Sunny. I won't let this go without punishment." He said thinking that somehow Sunny might be able to hear him. So with that, Pickles fled the house and began to run to the Library. He needed to inform Twilight of the state Sunny was in and have her get him to a hospital while he went to the club to get a hold of Ax and Bass.

Pickles busted down the door to the Library and began yelling for Twilight. Eventually she came groggily down into the room Pickles was in. She yawned, "What is it Pickles, did something bad happen?" she asked.

"Yes something bad happened, REALLY BAD. Somepony hurt Sunny Day really bad. I need to go find those ponies who did it, but I need you to go bring Sunny to a doctor. He's down at Hay 'N Stuff unconscious on the floor. Please hurry!" Before Twilight could say anything, Pickles ran out. Spike came into the room shortly after,

"What's going on? I heard a lot of yelling?" he asked while stretching.

"I need to go do something, Spike. Can you watch the library for me while I'm gone?" She looked at spike with an extremely serious look on her face.

"Yeah, of course. When will you be back?" Spike stretched his small reptilian arms again.

"I don't know, just make sure nothing happens to the library." and with That she left and galloped towards Pickles' restaurant. Pickles didn't really explain a whole lot about what was going on, but he sounded dead serious about Sunny's condition. So she figured that she really needed to hurry over there.

After she got there, she realized she was right about hurrying. Sunny was lying there in a small pool of blood and it seemed like there wasn't a single uninjured part on his entire body. Twilight quickly bent down and checked for a pulse and to see if he was breathing. The pulse was faint, and the breathing was short, but he was still alive for now. She mustered together as much strength as she could to teleport her and Sunny as quickly as she could to the hospital. She was able to get there in a couple of minutes after constant teleporting and she was really exhausted from using that spell so many times in a row. The nurse at the desk saw Sunny and gasped. She called for a few of the hospital staff and they came in with a stretcher to pick up Sunny in, they immediately brought him to emergency room. Twilight just stood there in the waiting room catching her breath when one of the doctors showed up and caught her attention. He cleared his throat and began talking to Twilight, "Excuse me miss, but what exactly happened to that pony?" She just stared at him for a short while before answering.

"I don't know. I found him like this and brought him here as quick as I could." The doctor accepted this statement for now and quickly followed the other hospital staff into the E.R.

"Now," Ax began explaining to Love in a demanding tone of voice, "this is what's going to happen. In a few days from now, you're going to be in a double DJ charity event. You'll be working with none other than Miss Vinyl Scratch herself. Of course this will bring in almost the entire populace of Ponyville. Once your halfway through your set, we'll come in and hold up everyone inside. With everyone inside as hostage, we'll demand to take over Ponyville and it'll be simple as that. If the Mayor doesn't comply we'll just start massacring everypony inside, one by one." Ax laughed his usual, demented laugh. "Once that's all said and done I'll let you leave and take Vinyl with you, sound fair?" All Love could do was nod. There really was nothing he could do at this point to stop any of this from happening. "Good! Now, I'll just get started on making the fliers."

When Ax left the room, Bass stopped him and asked him something, "Are you really going to just let him live like that?" Ax chuckled.

"Of course not, we'll just kill him like the rest, given the chance." Both started chuckling this time and started again on their way to what they planned to do.

Pickles stood in front of the club finally and found the door locked. He had to bust in and find Ax and Bass. It really didn't matter at this point if he was breaking and entering, because something told him that he was running out of time, and fast.