Melody of Dismemberment

Bold Tyranny and Scootaloo landed with a thud as they hit a pile of trash. How convenient. They trotted into an open street to collect their bearings. They saw many building, falling apart. They saw one well kept building in the distance. That's where they were heading. Due to all the burnings and factories that sprung up, the sky became an eerie gray. Scootaloo was still traumatized from what she had done to her ex-friend. She fought the urge to cry again. Now she was in the real world. She had to be strong. They cantered down a narrow alley. among the countless piles of trash lining the sides of said alley, was some grey thing. Scootaloo was shocked when a hoof connected with her jaw.

"Who the hell are you?!" the voice asked. It was feminine and accented. A mare's.

Scootaloo didn't respond with words, but with a hoof of her own. The two mares traded blow for blow until Bold stepped in near the start. "That's enough" he said, "Both of you apologize. Now." It wwas funny. he treated the two mares like fillies.
"ugh. I'm Scootaloo."
"I'm Octavia." said the mystery mare. Octavia had been completely alone.
"Octavia, tag along with us. You'll need the company."
"well, alright"

The three ponies headed out of the alley. They wandered around the same block for about an hour. They were lost. They decided to split up temporarily. Scootaloo headed down a few alley ways. She ended up meeting face to face with a concrete wall. A dead end. She heard slight laughter. It grew in volume as a duo of mares strode in front of the only exit. " My, my, my. It looks like we've got ourselves a pretty little filly." The Pink mare stated, "Silver Spoon, what do you say we do with this one?" she asked as Silver Spoon held a rope in her teeth. The duo began to approach Scootaloo when she charged them. he connected with Diamond's jaw, causing her to stumble. They were criminals, not morons. Diamond Tiara faked an attack so Scootaloo would bring her fore legs close enough to her face to be tied up by Silver Spoon. They were tied behind her back. they pushed her face to the ground. She was entirely exposed. Diamond said "You first, Silver" Silver was about to shove her horn into Scootaloo's backside when Octavia and Bold ran into the alley. Octavia sent a hind hoof bucking straight into the side of Silver's head while Bold sent a fore hoof into Diamond's stomach. Silver landed hard against the wall. She sat against it, dazed. While her guard was down, Octavia ran up to her and bucked hard. The younger mare's head crushed between the wall and Octavia's hooves. Blood smeared the wall. Bold Sent a fore hoof into Diamond's head as she doubled over from the pain of the hit to the abdomen. She was knocked unconscious. Not dead like her friend. Octavia and Bold untied Scootaloo and hugged her. She was almost violated by two psychotic mares. She couldn't help herself now. She let the tears well up and stream down her cheeks. "Let's go, Scoots" Bold said. "You guys start goin'. I'll catch up" Scootaloo said. The older mare and stallion started walking as Scootaloo stayed in the alley. The pink mare was still unconscious. There was a nearby street lamp. Scootaloo used the rope to hang Diamond Tiara. But, not around her throat. Scootaloo hanged the mare by her mouth with it set like a gag. Scootaloo wanted that bitch to feel the pain she endured upon Scootaloo all those years back in Ponyville. She had the rope set like that so it would slowly saw the mare's head in half with it's rough texture. She ran to catch up with her friends, but deep down, she had wanted to stay and watch Diamond Tiara's torture in action.

The trio trotted down the street when they heard Diamond's weak scream. They then heard a loud tear as the screaming grew louder. Scoots was satisfied with her work. They came upon an abandoned music shop. Out of curiosity for Scootaloo and Bold as well as excitement for Octavia. Inside were various instruments. To further excite the melodious mare, there was a Cello. Large and Black. Paired with the most beautiful bow that Octavia had seen. She had the hope that no pony was around aside from her sinfonietta of survival. She wanted to play the Cello, but she didn't know what to play. She thought. She began to play a piece known as the Cello Suite No. 2 IV-Sarabande by somepony named Bach. It was a piece she learned as a filly. It was quite a beautiful piece in Octavia's imagination. After she played, she went to find Scootaloo and Bold.

The trio left the music store and headed towards the building they saw in the distance. The cello piece had saddened Octavia and she needed some time alone. She told Bold that she'd take a detour from their path to think things over. They headed straight for the building, and she backtracked a little to the music shop so that she could examine it further. She had a passion for music. The building was known as "Cassical Wubs & Dubs". That would explain the various turntables among the Orchestral Instruments. She went back to that beautiful cello she admired. She couldn't believe that it was still beautiful after so long. She couldn't help herself. She encased it in a smooth wooden black case lined with stuffed silk pads. If the store was still in use, it would've cost her bits that she'd never be able too possess. She took the cello. The bow string was thin like a blade. She trotted towards her friends. She could still see them. two pastel dots in the distance. She managed to find a few pieces of sheet music in the store.

She caught up with her friends. They didn't seem to notice the large, black case rested upon her back. they were at the entrance of the building. atop the building was a damaged radio tower. They entered the building and found two guards inside. Bold was the quickest to react, sending a fore hoof into one guard and spinning around to send a hind hoof into the head of the next. they climbed the staircase up to the top floor. Inside was Noteworthy. Not a well known stallion, but he took over the Disk Jockey business in Manehattan after Vinyl Scratch left. Vinyl left about a month before the factories sprang up. She now resides in either Canterlot or Ponyville. None of the trio knew. Octavia knew Noteworthy only from a few musical socials.

"Oh, uh, hey Octa-" She threw her cello bow at the stallion. It struck him in the eye. His screams. His screams were so morbid that it shouldn't be able to come from a pony. She ran towards him and tore out the bow. She used it. Like a knife. Across his throat. She realized something. He had been on air. Everypony tuned in to this station just heard his death. Bold and Scootaloo knew one thing. What they were looking for wasn't there. But the guards were coming. They all hid. Bold took Scootaloo into an electronics closet. they hid. The guards burst through the door. there were four of them. They didn't seem to want to provide a thorough search. until the horrid happened. They found a cello case. They were dumb, but not too dumb to know that a cello didn't belong in a DJ studio strictly for electronic music. they dragged it and Octavia out from under the table. Scootaloo and Bold had no choice. They burst out of the closet and both strike a guard each. they fell. The two constraining Octavia let go of her to attack Scootaloo and Bold. Octavia sent her bow into the let hind leg of one guard. He fell. The sharp bow was embedded into his bone. Octavia jumped at him and sent a fore hoof into his head while he was pinned down with the other. She left a dent in his skull. Not deep enough to smash the organ inside, but deep enough to paralyze him. She retrieved her bowstring, straightened her bow tie, and rejoined her friends as they fled the scene.

They left the building to be greeted by a platoon of guards. The guards beat the trio to unconsciousness. They awoke in a lab. They now knew what happened inside of that warehouse.