Leaving a trail of blood drops and bloody hoof prints in her wake. Pinkamena made her way to Fluttershy's cottage. Got to the door and picked the lock. Opening the door slowly. Pinkamena scanned the dark cottage. “No animals. Good.” thought Pinkamena. She didn’t know if this would be a day that Fluttershy had animals in her cottage. In the darkness Pinkamena found the stairs and proceeded up them.
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Fluttershy woke up to see the floor beneath her. She was about three feet off the ground. “Oh, my.” said Fluttershy. She heard a sudden splat. Looking to the left of her. Fluttershy saw an inch sized drop of crimson liquid. Then the pain hit. In her wings, back, hind and front legs. Fluttershy let out a scream in both terror and pain. “Somepony help me!”
“You’re usually such a quite pony. Who knew you could be so loud?” a voice said from the shadows.
“Who’s there? Can you help me? Please?” Fluttershy asked desperately. The voice was familiar. But in the mixture of panic and pain. She couldn’t tell.
“It’s me!” the voice said with a laugh. Pinkamina stepped out of the corner.
“Oh, Pinkie.” Fluttershy said with a sigh of relief.
“Why does everypony still think that? I’m not Pinkie. I’m Pinkamina.”
“What do you mean?”
“Oh, never mind. By the way you are suspended by hooks. So I would not move if I were you.”
Fluttershy started to panic. She could feel the cold metal in her skin and started hyperventilating.
“It’s ready!” said Pinkamena with a squeal of excitement and walked over to the corner.
“What’s ready? Oh, god. Please no.” Fluttershy asked. As she saw Pinkamena walk back with a pot. A cloud of steam rising from it. “What is that?”
“Oil. Boiling oil.” Pinkamena said looking down into the pot. Putting the pot down. Pinkamena grabbed a step stool. Grabbed the pot, walked up the stool and poured the oil on Fluttershys back. Fluttershy screamed. The oil burned the soft skin beneath the fur. Taking the fur off. Fluttershy’s skin immediately blistered up. A cloud of steam coming off her back. Fluttershy broke down crying. The hooks in her skin held in some heat. Burning the skin around them worse than on her back.
“Let’s see. Next your front legs.” said Pinkamena moving the stool to in front of Fluttershy. Standing up. Pinkamena poured the oil in a line on the outstretched legs. A cloud of steam and a hiss came of the legs. Blisters erupted from the skin. The oil dripping off Fluttershy’s legs and fell on the floor. Making a small hiss when the hit the hardwood.
Fluttershy in the mist of tear and screams begged. “Please stop Pinkie!! I’ll do anything!!!”
“It’s too late now, bitch!” Pinkamena shouted. Staring into Fluttershy’s eyes. “You had your bucking chance! Now it’s my turn!” Stepping off the stool. Pinkamena put down the oil and grabbed a butcher’s knife. She walked over to Fluttershy’s wing and swung the knife at the joint. The knife cut clean through the bone and the wing swung off the body. Blood gushed out of the wound and dripped out of the wing. Which was swinging back and forth on the hooks. Every couple of seconds hitting Fluttershy’s side. Fluttershy screamed at the top of her lungs. Pinkamena moved on to the next wing. With the same procedure took of the second wing. Then she moved on to the hind legs and the front legs. With every limb being cut off. Fluttershy screamed which got weaker with every limb. Now all extremities swung freely. Constant streams of blood came out of the wounds. Making puddles underneath Fluttershy. The fur around the stumps were stained dark red. Fluttershy was on the edge of consciousness. The red splattered pink pony finally walked over to Fluttershy’s head. “So enough fun yet?” Pinkamina asked with a big grin on her face.
“Buck....you....!” Fluttershy said weakly.
Pinkamena rased up the knife. “Great last words. Fluttershy.” And swung down. Cutting off Fluttershy’s head. Which fell and rolled. An eruption of blood came out of the new stump. Pinkamena just cracked up. Getting drenched in blood. The insane laugh went through the small cottage. Pinkamena turned and walked out. Still laughing.

Author's Note

My favorite part to write. I took a scene from one of my favorite horror movies and put my twist on it.