Mistress Do Well: Extradition
by milesprower06

January

"Who does your pussy belong to, Dash?"

The fog cleared from Rainbow's eyes, and she found herself chained to... Well, she couldn't see the ceiling. It was a black expanse all around. She looked around as best she could, and saw Rarity come through the fog, a needle and thread in the grasp of her magic.

"Answer my question, pet." Rarity said, walking up to her and gently tracing the tip of the needle down her snout.

Rainbow proceeded to spit in her face.

"It belongs to me, you fucking cunt."

"What a shame." Rarity replied, seemingly unphased by the saliva dripping down her eyelid.

Without warning, she floated the needle down and jammed it up into the pegasus' marehood.

Rainbow awoke with a short scream. She looked around frantically, then noticed she was in her room in Neighecho Inn, and her panicked state of mind began to subside. She got out of bed and lit her small table lantern, looking at the clock, seeing that it was 4 AM. She walked to the window opposite the door, and took a moment to watch the blizzard outside, seeing the hooded mare in the faded reflection. She saw the glint of her cutie mark earing when the lantern's light shined on it just right.

"You don't expect them to just go away, do you?" a voice asked.

Rainbow looked back, not startled, and saw herself, sans cloak, sitting on the bed.

"Glad you finally gave me a body for you to look at. It was getting so boring being just a voice inside your head."

"You're not really here." Rainbow replied, looking back to the window.

"Well who else are you going to talk to? You never take that cloak off, you never make any conversation with Lonesome Pine besides the 'thank yous' you give him after a meal, and you've been the only guest here for five weeks now. The fact is that part of your mind can't deal with the seclusion you've forced on yourself, so here I am. Face it Dash, 'here' or not, I'm the only company you've got, so you might as well get used to me."

Rainbow didn't reply, attempting to make out individual snowflakes as they blew past her window.

"You never did answer me. You're looking for someplace else to fit in, start a new life, yet you've chosen to spend the winter up here on a mountain in some secluded tavern, with just me and your nightmares every night. Exactly what do you hope to achieve up here?"

"I'm enjoying some alone time."

"I really don't think I'd use the word 'enjoy' to describe how you feel about being up here."

"I don't care what you think about how I describe it. Dammit, why am I even talking to you? I've never made a habit of talking to myself before, let alone personifying a voice in my head."

"Well, you never made it a habit to be tortured and raped by your best friends, either. Maybe I'm the one to help you start dealing with everything."

"Whatever..." Rainbow said, continuing to stare out at the blinding blizzard. She couldn't even see far enough out to where the path was.

Watching the snow for a few minutes caused the chills to get to her. When she wasn't in bed under the fleece and wool blankets, the tavern at night was a brisk 50 degrees. She turned and quietly unlocked the door's deadbolt, opened it with a creak, and stepped out into the darkened main hall. Lonesome Pine told her weeks ago that she was free to start a fire whenever she wished; this was hardly the first time she had woken up from a nightmare and not keen on going back to sleep. She began to get the logs and wood chips arranged in the center pit, taking care to place it under the cast iron pots; Lonesome Pine would be out here in an hour or so to start breakfast.

A few minutes later, she was warming herself in front of a fresh fire, her personified "voice" sitting next to her.

"You know, sooner or later, you're gonna have to think of a name for me."

"For now I think I'll go with Annoying Bitch Who Won't Shut Up."

Twilight lay nearly motionless beside the stairs in the library, empty bottle of whiskey next to her on the wooden floor. She was currently relishing those rare moments of bliss; those precious seconds where she couldn't remember why the guilt was eating away at her.

"I saw you look away."

Twilight's attention snapped to the center of the room, where Rainbow sat, blurry and glowing. The details came rushing back. The bliss was over.

"When I was getting pierced and clipped. You couldn't keep watching. Is what you saw too much to take? Or were you blind and seeing nothing?"

Her stomach protested her viewing angle, and Twilight's gaze returned to the floor directly in front of her. The farther away she looked, the more nauseous she got, and she wasn't in the mood to clean up another puddle of vomit in the morning.

"If only I stayed awake that night, and I saw you run away. I wanted to help you... Help put you back together..."

Rainbow didn't answer. The hallucination had disappeared, leaving the wasted alicorn alone with her thoughts.

She was the only one left. The other three had left town one by one, not even a week after the house arrests were lifted.

'They actually let us go. We're free ponies.'

That very thought started her first night of drinking. Expelled, arrested, investigated... And then nothing. It was so perfectly cruel, although not as cruel as they had been to her...

Her thoughts continued to collide, and she eventually blacked out. The first thing she would do in the morning is race to the bathroom. It would be another day of hoping that the search teams had some good news.

Hope was the only thing she had left.

Author's Note

Finally found a way to reference the chorus that largely inspired Fractured Elements. Hope you all are still enjoying, and thanks for reading!