Equestria: Salvation

Canterlot Correctional Facility, 2023

Pinkamena Diane Pie sat on her bed in the confined cell, thinking about what she had done. She was imprisoned because of the murder of two guards and her sister. She was awaiting her execution, but she had one last visitor.

“Pinkamena,” Redheart said. Pinkamena looked up. Dr. Redheart, medical science major in Manehattan, walked into the cell as the barred door slid shut. “How are you?” Redheart asked.

“They kill me in an hour,” Pinkamena informed quietly. Redheart sat down on the nearby desk chair.

“I thought I'd try,” she whispered. “One last time.”

“You should have stayed in Manehattan, Dr. Redheart,” Pinkamena said. Redheart showed Pinkamena a contract form.

“By signing this consent form, you'd be donating your body to a noble cause,” Redheart said. “You'd...have a second chance. According to my research, to live again.”

“You know what I did,” Pinkamena said. “My sister and two guards are dead because of me. I'm not looking for a second chance.” Redheart had a pleading look in her eyes. Pinkamena remembered. “But I'm not the only one with a death sentence, am I?” she asked. “Do you think I'm going to kill your cancer Redheart?” Pinkamena looked away.

“I'm not worried about myself,” Redheart said. “I worried about the future of the Equestrian race.”

“I'll sell it to you,” Pinkamena agreed.

“For what?” Redheart asked.

“A kiss,” Pinkamena whispered. Redheart faintly nodded. Pinkamena put her hooves to Redheart's face and kissed her. The guards watching them stepped forward, but they saw nothing wrong. They lowered their guard. Pinkamena moved back slowly and sighed.

“So that's what death tastes like,” she said. Redheart stood up and let Pinkamena sign the form. Pinkamena threw it on the desk when she finished and Redheart picked it up. She walked out the door of the cell and the bars closed behind her.

“You're doing something very noble,” Redheart complimented.

“You know I'm guilty,” Pinkamena grumbled. “Just cut me up until there's nothing left.”

Pinkamena was laid onto a restraining board and bound with restraints. Needles were inserted into her fore-hooves to allow the poison to flow into her bloodstream. Medical tape was wrapped over the needles to keep them in. When she was ready for execution, a curtain in front of her was drawn, and the restraining board lifted up. Pinkamena saw her family and closest friends on the other side of a glass window. One in particular, Braveheart, gave her a look. A look that said goodbye. Pinkamena exchanged that look back to him.

“Do you have any last words?” the executioner asked. Pinkamena slowly shook her head. The restraining board was lowered again. The executioner signaled for the execution to begin. A scientist flipped a switch, and the poisons began to flow into Pinkamena. Pinkamena felt the poisons enter her bloodstream, and as Dr. Redheart stood over her, Pinkamena's vision went to white, and she passed away.