Rainbow Heart

Ponyville was mostly vacant with most of the ponies having barred themselves inside or had ventured to Canterlot with the zombie herd in support or opposition to it. A fog had rolled over Ponyville, obscuring the town below except for the topmost parts of the tallest structures. The ticking of a clock and the grinding of gears in motion filled the clock tower. It was dimly lit. It was an ideal spot for my next round of judgement. Before me bound with bard wire to a spinning horizontal gear going around in circles like a merry-go-round was another disgrace for a pony. His front hooves were, specifically, was what was bound and keeping him imprisoned in place. I stood on another gear next to his in the center of it. The only possession of mine in the room was my special rug. This would be interesting. This earth pony would be awake soon from my sleep spell. Behind the spinning pony was an elevator that would lead to the clock tower’s entrance on the ground floor.

The earth pony’s name was Light Hoof. He was a black earth pony with denim blue mane and tail with a large sack as his cutie mark.

Light Hoof woke up, dazed, dizzy, and confused. He noticed his front hooves were bleeding profusely and wrapped tightly in barbed wire. He looked up at me groggily like someone who had just woken up with a hangover.

“What is this?” He muttered. “Who are you?” He asked looked at me.

I said, “This is payback for all the evil you have committed. I know the past, the present, and the future. There is nothing that you haven’t done that I don’t know about. You started stealing as a colt. It was fun taking candy from kiddie stores, but you got what you wanted and were thrilled by thievery. When you started working as a bagger at a store you realized that with a sack you could take more than what you could sneak out with your bare hooves and indeed took more than what you needed to survive. From there you elevated to sophisticated robberies and heists, all for your own pleasure. There is nothing you have done that I don’t know about. I know everything you have done.”

“I don’t deny any of this, but how do you know all of what I’ve done?” Light Hoof inquired.

“When you’re on the other side, everything becomes crystal clear. You know everything about what every pony has done and will do. It’s an ocean of energy, which when properly hacked leads one to all the information they need.” The unicorn said starting a chainsaw.

“Whooh! What are you doing?” Light Hoof shouted in horror.

“Only by losing what has performed the evil acts can you realize the pain you have caused others.” The unicorn stated.

“I’ll make amends. I’ll return the stuff I took. I’ll make things right! Don’t hurt me!” Light Hoof shouted.

“Even if you worked your entire lifetime with hard labor there is no way you could reimburse all the ponies you have hurt. No they require something more. The only way to survive this life changing event it to remove what has caused many ponies to suffer. Your hooves. Here let me show you.” The unicorn informed.

The unicorn using his hooves revved the engine on the device causing a plume of smoke to eject from the exhaust.

“No!” Light Hoof shrieked.

I connected the moving saw blade to one of the bound hooves, blood splattering everywhere. Light Hoof screaming bloody murder in pain and for help. The limp limb collapsed on the moving gear lifeless.

The engine idled and the unicorn dropped it in front of the earth pony.

“I’ve saved you from half of yourself, now you have to free yourself from the other half.” I stated.

After a brief moment of heavy breathing and relaxing, Light Hoof recovering from the incident, he looked at me with droopy eyes. Rage swiped across his face. He picked up the chainsaw and with bloody rage chopped the other hoof off. Blood was squirting everywhere.

“You’re a dead pony!” Light Hoof snarled.

“Join the club.” I chided back.

Using his front leg stumps the best he could and the bottom of his head and neck as a fifth hoof from time to time he shakily walked and crawled forward. Crossing the rug, he activated a tripwire that was unnoticeable and blended in. It activated a lever nearby, which spun the gears even faster almost out of control like a toy spinning top. Light Hoof was stripped off the gear due to the momentum. He bounced off other gears like a ball in a pinball machine where he landed on his back on another horizontal gear banging the back of his head. A vertical interconnecting gear crept upon him. It started with his back legs. With a blood curdling scream, he began to be squashed by gears like a road roller into a pancake, or probably more accurately a waffle. He tried to use his front stumps to stop the mechanized gears only stalling them for a moment and to no avail. He was roadkill within seconds.

Karma was full circle, justice had been served, and revenge now belonged to all ponies. I took my rug and left. There were still many ponies that needed to face judgement.