Twilight's Inferno: A Brony Comedy

by The Young and Free Dragon

Rating: teen
Tags: Main 6, Princess Luna, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Spike, Comedy, Adventure, Sex, Tragedy, Random, Princess Celestia, Alternate Universe
Length: 10496

Twilight must descend into the depths of Hell to save Spike.

Based upon the Divine Comedy; "Dante's Inferno", Twilight must descend into Hell to save Spike. With the powers to damn those who she meets, or to absolve them; she must forgive her friends' sins, and Celestia must forgive her, for committing every one of them.

But above all; she must save Spike's innocence.

The Seven Destructive Friendship Sins: Dishonesty, Distrust, Selfishness, Begrudging, Blame, Insurrection, and Disband.

The artist of the picture: http://mangaka-girl.deviantart.com/

Published 2012-05-21 20:44:02 UTC
Last updated 2012-08-07 00:51:23 UTC

Canto I: Conquering Death

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

Midway this way of life we're bound upon,
I woke to find myself in a dark wood,
Where the right road was wholly lost and gone

~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 1, Lines 1-3

CANTO I: CONQUERING DEATH

Sparkling Twilight fell to her knees
The hard light of the sun shone
Behind the archer in the trees

She bit back blood, drying her tongue
Her farther fate crushed by an arrow head
And she never thought she'd die so young

Upon the end of the arrow; death sighed
Another victim, another dead
He pulled the object from her hide

Twilight stared up at the shrouded soul
Who stood on his hind legs in cast iron
And pulled Twilight deeper into a black hole

There she rose, her wound disappeared
But her mind was not free of thoughts of death
For the monstrous figure did reappear

“Twilight Sparkle,” He called her name,
“You've been brought before me by your peers,
“Those who hate for those you've slain.”

“But wait!” Twilight called. “I've still many years to come
“And the thought of death should not occur to me
“Not until I've committed all that I could have done.”

Death smiled, and brandished his horn
“Ah, but you; none shall miss
“You're death will be go without a mourn.”

“You lie!” Twilight shouted. “Spike will miss me
“So young and pure, my presents cannot be replaced!”
Death smiled, knowing all that he could see

“So such a silly pony! He would miss you?
“The one who denied him in front of Celestia?
“He who is damned by all that you do?”

“Damned?!” Twilight cried. “There is no damnation on his head!”
But she was rejected as death laughed and smiled, raising his blade.
“I know! I left him! Safe and sound in his bed!”

“Ah, but you left his soul vulnerable to my touch,
“You forgot the first rule of a virgin promise,
“You cannot break it to those you love so much.”

“My promise?!” Twilight cried. “I've made no promise, that I've broken!”
Death just smiled and raised his blade higher above his head.
“All that you believe cannot absolve your sins. Now, he is forsaken!”

And Death's blade came down, aimed at Twilight who reacted as well.
The tool of the damned connected with her horn, but did not break it.
Twilight's will was too strong, her dear Spike could never go to hell.

“What foul abomination is this?!” Death cried
“What power do you wield that protects you,
“From all the lives of those who have died?!”

“Spike is innocent!” Twilight screamed
And she maneuvered her horn and parried the blade
But her fate was sealed, or so it seemed

With a call that wracked Twilight's bones
Death lunged again, driving for her heart
But it was buried deep, within the stones

As Death found himself defenseless
Twilight charged, and magic did build in her horn
And all of Death's cries were useless

“I can help you!” he shouted. “I can make you immortal!”
But Twilight's horn struck true in his breastplate
And in his chest, filled with souls, opened a portal

He screamed, clawing for the damned escaping his ribcage
As Twilight's horn pierced his beating heart
And war upon his existence then was waged

He let out mighty howls, calling for the souls to return
But they did not want to be trapped in his chest, and taken to hell
So a raging torrent began to churn

Twilight watched in awe as they pushed themselves into her horn
And were injected into his bleeding heart
And the organ exploded, and broke the ribs, from which it was torn

With one last call of pain, Death burst into shadows
And his body did dissolve into dust
Leaving a symbol, for Twilight it foreshadows;

“Come, find me!” Lucifer laughed, his face swirling in the wind
“Join your friends, in eternal agony
“For you belong here the most, for committing every sin!”

“Release Spike! He is the purest of beings!
“Allow my soul to die, and feed your hunger
“But he is made of the truest meanings!”

“Which is why I want him, for myself,
You've defeated Death, was that not enough
Or must you commit more unto yourself?”

Twilight Sparkle seized the blade
And looked into the polished fear
From which it was made

“I will save him, and bring him back!”
Her reflection pledged, “Upon my life!”
“Light upon all of this, cold and black!”

Lucifer challenged; “Then come and find me!
“We will welcome you with open hooves in Hell,
“And make clear all the misery we see!”

And the dust swirled away, leaving Twilight alone
Despite her talk with Satan, she had to be sure
Before descending to Hell, she must check home

Light swirled about her, and she was transported
And though the land matched her memories
The vision was thoroughly distorted

She tread hooves to the library, up the hill
She made good time, and upon reaching the top
She placed her hooves on the window sill

Looking in, she was met with the horrible truth
A purple dragon, now red, innocence bleeding
From every hole, draining his youth

Day was breaking, and the sun reflected
Off of the red life that stampeded from the dragon
But to his wounds, she had not yet detected

Until the sun alined just so
And among his torn flesh and scales
A golden object did glow

Finding the door broken in
She made her way to his body;
The rape of her innocent kin

She placed Death's blade upon her back
And took from his body, the object
Which nearly gave her a heart attack

The stained gold revealed to her
Cutie Marks of Celestia and Luna
Forming Summer, Spring, Fall, and Winter

The marks did meet and create a gate
Which was a hollow in the golden symbol
Showing her beauty which could not compensate

The life of her dear Spike, and his descent
Upon the golden gates of Equestrian, Twilight swore
All his torturers would repent

The Images:

Twilight Sparkle is in the midst of battle when she is shot from behind by an archer. She is sucked into another dimension where those who die put up their final fight against Death; one they never win. However Twilight Sparkle drives her horn into Death's chest and releases the souls he keeps inside his ribs. They charge Twilight's magical horn and destroy his heart, killing Death. Lucifer then becomes an image in the dust left behind and challenges Twilight. After accepting, Twilight travels back to the library, where she finds Spike dead, killed by a golden pendant that is in the shape of Princess Celstia and Luna's Cutie Marks; a holy object among Equstria during this time of war. In the middle of the symbol is a hole, which represents the gates of Heaven.

Canto II: Descent to Limbo

Canto II: Descent to Limbo

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

Went afterward, and much confirmed thereby
The faith that sets us on salvation's road

~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 2, Lines 29-30

CANTO II: DESCENT TO LIMBO

Twilight Sparkle knew not where to start
Where to end, or how to proceed
Which struck fear deep in her heart

She knew not how she had escaped
Death's realm, or how she had come here
To the scene of Innocence’s rape

But fortunately for her, her prayers were heard
And the clouds did open up and a divine light shown on her
An angel descended as graceful as a bird

The great Princess Celestia, in all her glory
Came to rest on the ground before Twilight
And her lips spoke true words of a story

“Twilight Sparkle, my young student of the living,
“You should know why I've come, why I sought you out
“For everything you've committed is unforgiving”

Twilight Sparkle bowed; “Dear Princess, I know,
“But how...why? My sins, were they not forgiven?
“If not, tell me why they haunt me so.”

Celestia's horn glowed and a vision came to Twilight's mind
It was of a time long before this great fight for Equestria's land
The night a promise had been made, and one left behind

“Twilight,” Spike spoke in the candle light,
“I give you my gem, as a sign of our friendship
“Swear upon it, that you will always do what's right.”

“I swear on every drop of blood spilled on this gem
“That I will always do what's right, by you,
“To the heaven's: know, Spike I will return to him!”

“Then I give you this gem, that by it I shall swear,
“My innocence to take, if you should break your promise
“May the devil take my soul if you so dare.”

“Neigh, he shall never take your soul,
“I shan't fail you, my dear dragon,
“Keeping my promise, is my only goal.”

Then the vision burned away, fire swallowing it
And it was replaced then by something else
And deep upon a heart string it hit

For young Twilight gazed into battle
Horrifying slaughter of ponies as if they were
Lesser beings, like cattle

They fell, all beneath magical attacks
Their souls exploding from their bodies
All dissolved by these desperate acts

And then as the fire burned in fire
There was a time of rest between war
But it was still a fight, with wanton desire

And Twilight saw herself, committing sin after sin
They were so fast, but a blur, and she could only remember
The horrible feeling, her stomach felt within

She watched them fly by and felt tears sting her eyes
She screamed at the visions to stop their actions
From the ashes, for goodness to rise

To no avail, no such thing occurred
And as they burned away, there came another
Which left upon her lips, a desperate word

Spike was sitting alone, dreaming of delights
When the door burst open and dark shadows
Quickly, they extinguished the lights

But yet, Twilight could still see and watch
As their torture began upon him
Beating him with a crooked notch

And soon, as he was within moments of Death
A foul blade shone in the light and came forth
And wickedly tore out his last breath

He then burned away and the vision cleared
And Twilight was left crying and fearing
What horrors, might next appear

But none came, and when her eyes opened
She saw Celestia looking sympathetically
Leaving a can of fears alone, unopened

“What foul demon am I?!” Twilight cried,
“What terrible blood pumps through my veins,
“To cast the stone, from which innocent died?!”

“Steel yourself, and be silent!” Celestia said.
“Make yourself worthy of his love,
“Or face a fate worse than those dead!”

“Martyrs, for the dead, your sins are!
But know this, that if you save him
You may redeem your hateful spar!”

“I do not wish for redemption, neigh life after death!”
Twilight cried, throwing herself to Celestia's feet,
“I seek only to save my baby's breath!”

“To push it back in his lungs, to heal his wounds
To make this horror, this abomination, this terrible thing
Nothing more! To pull him out of his early tomb!”

“Then I shall guide you,” Celestia said softly,
“I will take you through Hell and thereafter,
To save him from what he suffers so awfully.”

“Neigh, Princess! I must do it alone!”
“I must tear off his chains myself,
And bring him back home!”

“Look now upon your greatest mistake!”
Celestia said, conjuring another vision
“The one which caused all this heartache!”

As the ponies so freely sinned and relished
A figure approached, spreading sparkles
One for each sin it embellished

And then it took place above them all
And called attention, from the blasphemous
This in itself, lacing and sugar-coating the call

“I -the great and powerful Trixie- hereby declare,
All off your sins are to be now absolved
Nopony will remember, not a soul, what you did there!”

As cheering erupted, the vision did fade
And Celestia looked with harsh judgment
On her pupil, a sinner now made

“So now you see!
“You're morals are lacking,
And you would fail without me!”

“And now, never again will you deny my words!
“For I am doing you a kindness, a favor
“To separate him from the damned herds!”

“I repent, dear Celestia, my apologies!
“I did not realize how much I needed you,
“In this terrifying chronology!”

“You will always need me, and that's why I'm here,
“To help you right the wrong, and avoid what you deserve
“Though your sins shan't disappear.”

“The blade you took from Death, and the holy symbol,
“So terribly used to slay Spike, have powers you shall wield,
“A strength I command, that will make all in Hell tremble.”

“But Lucifer of course, he shan't be afraid,
“And you cannot harm him,
“The sterner stuff, from which he is made.”

“But I grant you the power of damnation,
“By the wicked scythe, and the blessed object,
“Will deliver those who deserve salvation!”

“By what grace of your divine rite,
“Do you give me the authority to wield,
“Such holy and hellish power and might?”

“My reasons need not be explained, time shall tell,
“I cannot help you in your desperate location,
“You're ears are deafened, by the screams of Hell.”

“Riddles! Would a holy stallion tell a dying mare a riddle?
“Does she not have the right to know her fate?
“I know not what comes in Hell, until I reach the middle.”

“And that's all you need know,” Celestia answered,
“Your fate is sealed within the walls made of the damned,
“I shan't tell you what you by chance heard.”

“But they scream so loud!” Twilight expressed.
“I cannot listen to a thousand voices at once,
“And why speak of me, and not their own distress?”

“Because you are their pain,”
Celestia said darkly, rising into the air.
“Any foul sinner now knows your name.”

“Can you not answer my questions?!”
Twilight Sparkle cried, as Celestia began to glow.
“Who do I look to for suggestions?”

The Celestial being spread her hooves slowly
As she began to fade, the earth split open
And the air was filled with screams of the unholy

“Enter Limbo, and there you will find me,
“Turn back out of cowardice, but look below,
“You will face worse torment than you will ever see.”

She disappeared, and bearing the threat in mind
Twilight Sparkle descended the stairs that entered the earth
Her only weapon; her will and soul combined.

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Canto III: The Gatkeeper

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

THROUGH ME THE ROAD TO THE CITY OF DESOLATION,
THROUGH ME THE ROAD TO SORROWS DIUTURNAL,
THROUGH ME THE ROAD AMONG THE LOST CREATION.

~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto III, Lines 1-3

CANTO III: THE GATEKEEPER

Descending, ever falling until she reached the ground
The stairs felt like thin air, and she couldn't see a thing
There was nothing here, nothing except the tortured sound

And the sound, so silent in its hideous cry
And yet so loud that her ears bled, turning her fur
The color of tears, of all those who die

But whether blood actually dripped from her drums
Was unclear to her, for what logic is there, down here?
None but pain, and the burning heat when Lucifer comes

How now, she was barely in Limbo, and already she felt
The heavy cries weighing her down, and the fire burning
So hot that she could feel her very heart begin to melt

“Celestia, where, where there simply must be,
“Some peace of mind for these sinners,
“Surely they deserve some serenity?”

But no voice answered her, so she touched the floor
Which began to glow and the path was lit, not stretching far
At the very end was the great and massive door

But this door, was only a part of something larger
A giant serpent like creature that commanded smaller
Creatures on the ground to charge her

Summoning magic upon the small figures
They were revealed as twisted ponies, made up
Of everything that bends or disfigures

Their eyes were dark, their eyes playing out a haywire bouffe
Their intentions reflected in their harrowed faces
Beaten, it seemed, by the the thick nail of Celestia's hoof

Twilight's eyes had never before beheld such piteous whelps
And her mind did not spare a thought, as her blade cut the air
And then their hides, releasing their screams for help

Torn from his neck, was one lost soul's head
A flick of the blade, and to the ground he fell
Soon to be followed by the rest of the dead

Each slice took limbs, heads, and tails
Drawing simple blood to flow like Celestia's
Hooves, from those crooked and wicked nails

Sparklingly dull coats, now tarnished with blood
Splattered with internal livings, scattered by
Hides that were stripped and became part of the mud

Their screams melted to dust as did their bodies
They're crushed hopes and sorrows part of the ground
Left to suffer and die with what each embodies

As the last headless corpse, met with the ground
Twilight Sparkle turned to the gate, which did now move
Its hoof to its ear to harken the distant sound

“Do you hear that?” It called, its voice a rough rasp,
“That's the sound of the sinners, so numerous they are.”
He recalled a number, one too large for Twilight to grasp

But her mind was trying harder to take in the creature
A serpent body, a massive door upon its stomach, a stallion's
Upper body, hollow eyes, and the voice of a preacher

Its call rang around the emptiness of Limbo
And was followed by its movement, as its hooves
Drew large knives, and held them akimbo

“Beast!” Twilight shouted, and dropped to the ground
As a giant knife stabbed the earth where she was
The weapon weighted on many thousands of pounds

“Hmm...missed,” The monster murmured to itself,
“No matter. Where do you hide brave little one?
“Come forth, stand where I can hear, and assert yourself.”

“How is one to assert one's self, when you strike at the very sound?”
Twilight cried, and moved again as the blade sheathed the earth
“Will you not give me a chance, to explain from whence I am bound?”

Striking with the other blade, the creature shook its head and sighed
“Anypony who wishes to enter Hell has no reason to talk,
“Stand on your hooves, and allow your sins to be tried.”

“Tried by the end of your blade, or by the blunt of your brand?
“I've sinned; yes. But my concern lies not with you,
“But with Lucifer, and his accursed promise land.”

“All those who wish to enter Hell,
“Must pass through my sea,
“Swam by small Sweetie Belle.”

“Sweetie Belle? “Twilight cried. “What nonsense is this?
“She waits at home for her dear Rarity, ever searching,
“For her Cutie Mark, in harmony, safety, and bliss.”

The creature laughed; “And what a fool you are!
“To believe that she was not swallowed by your sins,
“Taken too early, bidding life a silent au revior.”

Twilight could not argue the fact that she had not checked
She found herself slowing as she dodged the attacks
Feeling her heart swell with the pain of all the lives she had wrecked

“You've gone silent!” The gatekeeper said,
“Have you lost your nerve, but not your will to live?
“Feeling guilty for the all the lives you misled?”

Twilight bit her tongue and kept it still
She would gain nothing by talking to the gatekeeper
Death she plotted silently, silent until

He let out a roar that rocked her bones
Breaking the very air around here
And casting about many thousands of stones

She looked up, upon his brow, and found the source of his anguish
Celestia's golden hooves touched his forehead and shone on his flesh
The gatekeeper roared again, his strength fading from languish

“Strike, Twilight Sparkle!” Celestia shouted over the screams
Twilight Sparkle slashed the blade across the arm of the gate
And the flesh parted like a sea, and created multiple light beams

He began cursing them, shouting obscenities that only Hell could produce
But Twilight ignored him, mounting his arm and stabbing her blade deep
She drug it up his arm to his neck, and light poured as it from a sluice

Drawing from his hide and hopping into the air, using the Limbo's gravity
She flew through the air, slashing his throat, releasing more illumination
And pushed the blade into the key hole of the gate, his very chest cavity

His screams became more pained and blood spilled from the wards
She then used her entire body to turn the key, stifling her horror, as it
Felt like flesh. Hard and faster, turning the makeshift key towards...

With a final declaration of hatred, he threw his hooves to the sky
Addressing Lucifer last, and then as though controlled by clockwork,
Pried open the doors of hell, which spread like the lids of an eye

Twilight retrieved her blade and stood in awe
Of the eye which burned bright red and white
Drenching everything in fear that it saw

“Enter!” Celestia shouted. “Before it is too late!”
And so tossing away her fear, she tossed herself
Into the shining iris, without further debate.

Canto IV: The Cleansing River

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

The group of six dwindles to two; we fare
Forth a new way, I and my guide withal,
Out from that quiet to the quivering air,

And reach a place where nothing shines at all.

~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 4, Lines 148-151

CANTO IV: THE CLEANSING RIVER

Twilight Sparkle opened her eyes to find herself on the edge
The edge of a flowing river, so clear and yet so cloudy
She feared to venture farther than her perch on the ledge

Celestia appeared beside her, and pointed to a distant glow
“Here comes the last glimpse of hope for those who sin,
“Once across, there is no way backward you can go.”

The glow drew closer until it was revealed to be
The horn of a unicorn's head, on the bow of a boat
A boat crafted of some unknown type of tree

And standing with an oar, was a harrowed stallion
Leaning on his row, and looking bleakly to the water
Though quite old, appearing more like a scallion

And past Twilight, several tens of sinners did go
Boarding the boat and moaning loudly,
Some crying, as they glanced down below

“Why do they show such a strange aversion,
“To this water which flows beneath,
Could it be made of their perversions?

“Impossible though, for it is so clear,”
As to answer her question,
Or to make the answer that much harder to hear

Three or four sinners dove into the water
And suddenly began to scream and smoke
As if they were part of some burning slaughter

And they did catch fire, and were forced ashore
As they burned, the water they drank brought up
Their insides, so from their mouth did pour

“This water cleans those who are wrongfully judged,”
Celestia said, once the sinners had boarded the boat
Before continuing, Twilight's side she gently nudged

“Board the boat, and I shall follow after,”
She said, floating into the air.
“And then we must part from thereafter.”

Though Twilight feared the ship, she swallowed it and boarded
Taking seat among the sinners, studying those around her
Their sins were on their foreheads; both sinning and sordid

“These waters are to cleanse, but so often true sinners try,
“And wash their sins away in this mighty river,
“To simply shake them off their wretched hide.

“How sad it is, that those who are truly innocent and pure,
“Do not know they are so blessed, and board the boat,
“Not knowing what they do not have to endure.”

“Does this stallion not tell them they are not damned?!”
Twilight cried, horrified that he might know the truth,
“Does he not warn them before in this boat they are crammed?”

“How would he speak, with a mouthful of sand?”
Celestia queered, shaking her head.
“Done so because of the position he is manned.”

And Twilight saw sand pouring from the corners of his mouth
And toward the middle, his lips were sealed tight
With straining stitches, all facing east by south

“Misjudgment already poses a heavy weight on your heart,”
Celestia said coldly, her body reflecting in the water
“And yet some never see redemption, not half as infernal as thou art.”

Twilight bowed her head, humbled at the very least
“I am sorry, dear Celestia, harm I meant not,
“But what is the path we take? South and then to the east?”

“Apologize not to me, but to those you have wronged,
“As for our course, there is no direction to Hell,
“Only by holding on to hope, is the journey prolonged.”

“Then how shall we get there, due to my hope?
“After all, that is all I can hold on to now,
“My only way for the misery to cope.”

“Forget your misery, you know not the word,
“The only thing keeping us still is your deception,
“That which is to yourself, your own desperate gird.”

“Hast though no kind words to speak to me?”
Twilight asked, pressing her hooves against her face,
Her eyes, wishing to sorrowfully bleed.

“None, until your crimes are repaid,”
Celestia said, “None, none at all.
“Not one, until your journey's been made.”

“Now look, my point has found its home,
“Out upon the sea you will find horrors,
“Those that rival even the mind of Boehm.”

And Twilight Sparkle did look, to the direction she pointed,
Her eyes widened, her heart beat sped faster,
To a simple end to the water, and a sky burning and disjointed.

The land that supported the river, did end abruptly,
The water poured down and turned to fire,
And screamed up at them, shouting so corruptly.

The boat drew nearer to the edge, and the passengers all screamed
For their mothers, their fathers, their children, their possessions
But for nothing than that among the mortal life, it scarcely seemed

And over the falls, a fall without comedy
Deeper into their first assortment
The second circle: dishonesty.

Canto VI: Descent Into Distrust and the Judgement of Pinkie Pie

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

Where are they? Can I find them? Prithee tell-
I am consumed with my desire to know-
Feasting in Heaven, or poisoned here in Hell?”

He answered: “With the blacker spirits below,
Dragged to the depth by other crimes abhorred;
There shalt thou see them, if so deep thou go.

~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 6, Lines 82-87

CANTO VI: DESCENT INTO DISTRUST AND THE JUDGEMENT OF PINKIE PIE

Twilight Sparkle burst from a pond
Choking and gasping and judged
By a voice before she could respond;

“How did you find your way here, foul soul?
“Surely you came without friends,
“For no trust enters this dark, black hole.”

She looked around here, seeing no source
But caught sight of dancing ponies
Fully naked and shamed; vacant of remorse

They drew lines around a fiery pit
Moving to an infernal bass
Forced to writhe and hoof to it

Their hides were grimy and slashed, burned and sprinkled;
With ash, soot, and glittering powders of custom
Caught in their fur and in their skin, of which was crinkled.

It became clear to Twilight, that they were baked by the fire
Around which they danced. Unable to stop partying
To the bass beat of drums and the accompanying lyre

“You have yet to answer my question,
Are you mute? Did you lose your tongue?
Or are you far too overwhelmed in depression?”

“Who speaks? Answer me that,”
Twilight replied to her surroundings.
“Then perhaps we shall chat.”

“I am the only one who would hold on to happiness here,
“How long has it been since I've seen a happy party?
“How long since I've seen my poor little Gummy, dear.”

“Pinkie Pie?” Twilight addressed the darkness.
The party not far away picked up in tempo,
Throwing Twilight Sparkle into a state of alertness.

“You didn't say anything to Celestia. You're gonna get in trouble...”
And the last sentence began echoing around the darkness.
And suddenly the smooth blackness around her began to ruckle.

The beat of the music became ever faster, and the dancing followed.
Twilight Sparkle raised the symbol of the Alicorns and it lit up
Light penetrating into the darkness of the hearts it hollowed.

As surroundings became clear, a demented set lay before her,
Strange objects materialized, and spoke to one another
Upon her death, it seemed they were to confer

A pile of three boulders, each with a large crack.
The crack produced the voice, it seemed;
“Hey look! One of dem ponies is back!”

A large leathery bag with a slit that produced white powder
Did reply, “Ze worst of ze bunch! No doubt I have of zis!”
A French accent it seemed was produced by this doubter.

A large tin pail, with turnips peering over the brim
“She's not worthy of your attention, Pinkie, but,
“What's say we give her a test, a show, a prelim?”

“Oh I quite agree, Mr. Turnip. What fun this shall be,
“Pinkie, be a dear and stop the music!”
A British ball of lint concurred with certainty and glee.

“Pinkie Pie, what's going on?” Twilight cried.
And was met by laughter from the objects,
That stopped, just as the music died.

All of the damned that danced around the fire
Came to a grinding halt and looked about
No longer chanting of their past ire

Their faces became clear in the light
Bringing more familiarity to Hell
And those who refused to do what's right

Chief Thunderhooves for not trusting new bonds
Mr. and Mrs. Cake for distrust in the leader of this circle
Braeburn for the sin above with which he corresponds

Above them, Pinkie Pie's face materialized
She spoke and commanded the damned masses
And their numbers became anything but serialized

They charged, hooves beating the hard ground
A giant wall coming towards her, screaming
Their cries becoming one, due to their numbers abound

Twilight Sparkle charged for the nearest of the foul objects
This creature being the bag of flour with an acid voice
Who cursed, desperate to place upon her death, a vex

Twilight drew Death's blade and widened the slit in the bag
Causing the creature to explode in flour
While Twilight tore away with the sack by the price tag

The charging minions were blinded by the flour
Bringing their charge to a grinding halt
While Pinkie Pie's face began to lour

Twilight pulled the empty sack across the dark world swiftly
And scrapped from existence, a certain lint ball
And showering the minions in him, who were moving anything but briskly

“You guys are ruining everything!” Pinkie Pie shouted in frustration.
“Why am I always the ruinette?!” She cried, aloud.
And called for them to move, as she continued to curse her damnation.

Twilight was not finished however
She charged for the remaining objects
Meaning to banish them forever

The turnips took care of itself, rocking the bucket so much
That they tumbled out on to the ground and becoming obstacles
For the minions, praised by Twilight Sparkle who hadn't planned as such

The rocks were last, and the hardest to destroy
She hurled them at the image of Pinkie Pie
Who stopped short, calling her troops to deploy

“Ow! It's all fun and games until somepony hits you in the rock with an eye!”
Pinkie Pie cried, then added; “I mean; rock in the eye- eye with a rock-
“Oh forget it! For this Twilight, everypony must die!”

And Twilight looked on in horror as the masses were set afire
Once again, burning and screaming in torment
And it seemed these screams would never expire

But finally, silence fell, and they disappeared from view
Leaving Twilight to wonder what had just happened.
Why had Pinkie Pie destroyed the power she had accrued?

She then appeared before Twilight, a sight for sore eyes
Her coat was ragged, her mane matted and straight
Her left eye was covered by an eye patch disguise

“You killed my friends! How could you?” Pinkie Pie exclaimed.
“They were the only ones who really liked my parties!”
She frowned in anger, and her straight hair puffed out, untamed.

“You think those were your friends?” Twilight asked, taking a step forward
“You think those things could ever replace me, and your other friends?”
Pinkie Pie shrunk back from her words, as Twilight continued toward her

“Did you learn nothing about trusting your friends?” Twilight accused.
“I think not, considering you control the circle of Distrust,
“And yet you feel no remorse for every single pony that your distrust has abused?”

Pinkie Pie burst into tears, and they evaporated away as they were shed
“Oh, Twilight! I'm sorry! I know I falsely attacked you!
“But lying is the only thing I can hold on to among these dead!”

“I question whether you belong in distrust or dishonesty,
“But I suppose it's your sins during life. So tell me:
“What are you known to be guilty of commonly?”

Pinkie Pie lowered her head, “I found out Applejack lied,
“And so I refused to trust any pony again,
“And in the end it was not my friends, whom I stood beside.”

“I failed Equestria, I failed my friends, and oh, worst of all
“I distrusted Celestia, and everything she stood for,
“And so, I was dropped to Hell, wrapped in distrust as my pall.”

“Judge me,” She murmured, as Twilight wrapped her hooves about her neck.
She had forgotten her loyalty and everything her friends had done for her,
And had it not been for the last circle in Twilight's desperate trek;

She would have damned her, but for the simple fact she knew
She had only distrusted because of Applejack's dishonesty
And so she was not guilty, she decided on her life long review

“Find peace, Pinkie,” Twilight murmured and drew her holy symbol
It glowed with a heavenly light, and cast it upon the pink pony
And a hole opened above, as though dug by a fine wimble

“Oh, a party is above me!”
Pinkie Pie sighed and ascended.
“The best I will ever see....”

Twilight tucked away Celestia's holy object and prayed
For the soul of Pinkie Pie; a safe journey to heaven
And then desperately for Celestia's aid

When the Alicorn arrived, Twilight was nearly in tears
“Ah, what is this?” Celestia asked. “Disheartened?
“By the fate of your beloved peers?”

“Indeed, but what was her punishment. Would she not enjoy,
“A party of all things? Would Hell not be a boring nothingness for her.
“What part of her soul and her hope could it possibly destroy?”

“The party, continues forever,
“Even without her, but if she were still her,
“To join, she could never.”

“But the party looked horrifying and torturous,
“She would not want to join if she knew,
“It was upon the grave of the virtuous.”

“Deceit, is something Lucifer is known for,
“But do not worry about it again,
“It can not affect you in any way, anymore.”

She faded away and Twilight saw the exit ahead,
A statue of two ponies, fighting over a sack of bits
Their forms splashed and spattered in red.

Twilight went down the path between them, directionless
As it was. Descending a staircase
That could lead only to the next circle; selfishness.

Canto VII: Descent Into Selfishness and Begrudging and the Judgement of Rarity and Fluttershy

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

For her your science finds no measuring-rods;
She in her realm provides, maintains, makes laws,
And judges, as do in theirs the other gods.

~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 7, Lines 85-87

CANTO VII: DESCENT INTO SELFISHNESS AND BEGRUDGING AND THE JUDGEMENT OF RARITY AND FLUTTERSHY

Twilight's journey down the path brought strange new things to her eyes
A stage loomed ahead with ponies standing rigidly upon it
They shivered under cold insults from onlookers, and the cold bise

Those on the stage were dressed in fashionable clothing, though worn
Dirty and seemingly beaten, as they were tossed into the rioting crowds
Who brought their hooves down viciously and spat on them in scorn

Once beaten almost beyond belief, they took their place on the stage once again
Their injuries exposed to the biting wind, and to the angry eyes below
And whichever was beaten the hardest; had a crown of thorns dropped on her mane

Twilight continued down the path until she saw it come to an end
Right in front of two archways, met in the middle with a high rock
And there on the top, sat the foulest of these sinned

Rarity's beautiful composure was gone
And she sat beside an ugly lump
To which, she seemed the Braun

“Fashionable!” She called, and the pony first in line went below her arch
He fell in line with others, waiting to be stripped and then clothed on the stage
Their hooves bleeding as they beat a path covered in leaves of the larch

“Ugly!” The creature beside her said to the next sinner below
Who traveled down a path covered in rose stems that cut deep
And fell into a pit, emitting cries of misery and woe

Creatures looked down in the pit and picked ponies for torture
Bringing them out and impaling them upon beautiful wooden stakes
Though they stayed alive to become part of the foul orchard

Then the creatures adorned them with new clothing
Made from thorns, Gmypie leaves, Manchineel bark, Mala mujer
Everything that would hurt the flesh they were exposing

The ugly now made fashionable, they were thrown back into the pit
To wallow in the mud and with the other ponies until picked again
As though in preparation for a sin they might recommit

“Who is her prince?” Twilight asked, as Celestia appeared beside her.
“Is he her eternal curse, since with those below, she does not suffer?”
Celestia smiled at her young pupil's growing knowledge, as it were

“Yes, that is Prince Blueblood, of his crimes, I am not aware,
“But he surely does belong among these selfish ponies,
“He was damned from his childhood, without a prayer.”

“I feel no sympathy,” Twilight said, without hesitation.
“Except for Rarity. Surely, he is a fate worse than Hell,
To be married for eternity to that abomination.”

“I assure you, that she deserves this,” Celestia said simply,
“But now I ask you to look upon those on the stakes,
“Those who's bodies now hang limply.”

“Are they dead?” Twilight asked, now noticing this.
“How can they escape their eternal torture this way?”
Already her assumption taking form of a parti pris

“No, they cannot escape it. But they are attempting to escape hell,
“By committing the sin of dishonesty. To fool their captors, if they can.”
And as Celestia pointed this out, Twilight noticed this as well.

Their captors continued to dress them and tossed them back where they belonged
They would sit still for a minute before letting out their laments again
And joining the others in the pit, so viciously thronged

“It is time to judge your friend,” Celestia said, disappearing from view.
And so Twilight galloped toward the rock, scaling it quickly
Though not without looking at the sinners, to see who she knew

Hoity Toity for hording fashionable clothing and accessories
Photo Finish fell among the same crime, as well as the ugly
And Diamond Tiara, for keeping to herself, what could have been her friends' memories

Twilight Sparkle then landed before the Prince and her friend
She wasted no time in pushing Prince Blueblood into the ugly pit
With him, she had no question in her mind, where to send

Rarity let out a gasp as Twilight took her by the throat
Whining and complaining before falling silent
Trying in a desperate attempt to smooth out her coat

“It will always be unkempt,” Twilight said, stopping her hoof.
“That is unless you confess your sins without humiliation,”
She hoped that Rarity would stop attempting to appear aloof

“I...” She murmured finally, tears rolling down her cheeks
“Why shall I even tell you? I am damned already,”
Blood descending like rivers from peaks where her eyes had sprung leaks

“Because you have a chance under my eyes to live again,
“In harmony with Celestia, and with our friends that make it,
“As long as you never commit another sin.”

“I... I was to share the spoils of our search for gems,
“I was to adorn our soldiers' armored dresses with them,
“For protection about their hems.

“Instead I hid them and kept them, hoarding them,
“Not only was this a sin against those who trusted me,
“Several died without the protection of the gems.”

She bowed her head and Twilight studied her for a moment
And then a vision appeared in her head, sent by Celestia
Perhaps to test her or show her Rarity's atonement

She saw Rarity being dragged to the dungeons when her crimes were found out
But before most of the gems could be taken for the purpose of the soldiers,
Spike found the hoard, and fed on what was left behind by his friend under the knout

He was able to live in a time of famine for dragons, and for this Twilight smiled
Rarity had left the gems behind, whether for Spike's life or not
And they had saved the life, of the very one she was trying to save, her desperate child

“Find peace, Rarity,” She whispered to her friend, and lifted her up.
The ivory unicorn glowed and was accepted into the heavens above,
Despite her failure to her duties and the army, as Krupp

“Your bias is understandable, but punishable,” Celestia's voice said.
“How can that be?” Twilight asked, looking about her.
“If not for Rarity, Spike would have suffered and be dead.”

“If not for Rarity and you, Spike would be in heaven with me,”
Celestia said causing Twilight's heart to fall into the pit below.
“You've learned some things, but you still have much to see.”

“Then let us go,” Twilight Sparkle said, hopping off the rock and wading through the crowd
The damned clawed at her and she set each attacker straight with the tip of Death's blade
Their ugly exteriors were turned uglier by Twilight, who tried to keep her eyes forward as she plowed

She reached the ending of this circle, looking down from a cliff
She saw a marsh below in which unknown things writhed
Things of a disgusting manner that made her back go stiff

“The fifth circle here harbors the Begrudging souls of Hell,”
Celestia said, looking down at those below.
“Here, those who wished ill on their friends, dwell.”

“But what of my friends could be down here?” Twilight asked.
“My friends might have made mistakes that hurt each other,
“But surely none of them harbored a hate that they masked?”

Celestia only gave her a sideways glance before fading away
And Twilight could see no other option than to jump
And so she did, screaming as she fell down the long way

She landed hard upon a rock, frightening sinners who hopped into the murk
Twilight looked around at the sinners around her, and her mind set to work
Trying to figure out their punishment as she looked around the cirque

There were rocks floating in the muck, on which sat sinners
They spat curses and words of hatred at each other
But from their argument, there were no winners

Their hate turned into black mud that helped to fill the marsh
And those below drowned in the hate, creating more of their own
But Twilight did not know which punishment was more harsh

The ponies on the rocks were hated and pushed into the mud
Their afterlives driven by what they lived on Earth
And with each word, a new cut formed in their ears, drawing blood

But she seen enough of these begrudging creatures, and she turned to a hollow
Made in the wall of the circle, where ponies spat curses up at their ruler
Who sat silently, though her eyes betrayed her hate for those who should follow

Twilight knew she would not get through these sinners without a fight
And so, she drew Death's blade and dove into the crowd
Attacking the naked and shriveled, those who now felt pain from what was right

They reacted to her as another one of their own
Spitting curses, pushing and shoving
As though she was just another mindless drone

She tore their withered legs from their bodies
And when they fell to their stumps
She slashed off their head, destroying what each embodies

Though this was no permanent solution
More of the damned were climbing from the marsh
Still drowning as they joined the violent confusion

Twilight was being driven backwards toward the pony on the throne
Who sat silently, watching the battle rage, and getting satisfaction
From each death, and each second her judgment was postponed

Finally Twilight's eyes glowed as she drew from her magical abilities
A purple wave of energy pushing all of the ponies back
She began to turn, though first searched them, identifying a few philistines

A Wonderbolt who begrudged his friend's higher reputation
Sliver Spoon for hating what littler her friend earned
Twist because of her friends' better accommodation

She turned to the leader of this circle, the minions beaten back for now
The ruler, as she had feared: Fluttershy. Much the same
Except bleeding from her ears, and deaf from all the fighting she would allow

Twilight pulled her down from her throne, taking her by the neck
She looked into the eyes of her friend, and saw beneath the hate
The same Fluttershy, a nervous and frightened wreck

“Fluttershy, what have you done to deserve this fate?”
Twilight asked, feeling her disbelief grow
That Fluttershy could end up somewhere so full of hate

“I harbored a silent dislike of my friends...” She said softly.
“It grew like a cancer until it was a festering hate,
“And I was weighed down with the pain, so awfully...

“I took my own life to relieve the fire burning inside me,
“Without friends, I became no better than these ponies,
“And without my life, I became a part of this hate, of this degree.

“I am still sinning now...for your position I am jealous,
“My envy grows ever stronger with each moment,
“For my doom or salvation, I am zealous.”

Twilight stared into the eyes of what had been Fluttershy
“Damnation for destroying yourself, the beautiful creature we once knew,”
Twilight said, and Fluttershy closed her eyes, ready to die.

Twilight stabbed her horn into Fluttershy's skull
She melted into fiery ashes around Twilight
And nothing but dust and a skull were left of this cull

She sighed, disheartened and saw a crooked path of rocks
Leading to a watch tower, not far away
Built in the much, though supported on docks

Celestia reappeared and silently they went toward the tower
They moved down the slick rocks -which none of the damned
Could scale- to the dark light cast with one intent, to devour

Canto VIII: Approaching the Gates of Dis-Cord

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

Let him wend back his foolish way alone;
See if he can; for thou with us shalt stay
That through this nighted land hast led him on.”

Reader, do but conceive of my dismay,
Hearing these dreadful words! It seemed quite plain
I nevermore should see the light of day.

~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 8, Lines 91-96

CANTO VIII: APPROACHING THE GATES OF DIS-CORD

It was soon found, beyond the watchtower
The murk continued on seemingly forever
Though only because the light, the darkness did devour

A dock set against the tower, held them above those tortured below
And Twilight looked down upon them anxiously, as Celestia
Lit the light in the watchtower, by some means Twilight would never know

As the light was cast across the murk, it cut the darkness in half
And made way for a boat which came immediately for them
And distantly opened the airs to Lucifer's evil laugh

“Is Lucifer on the other side of this treacherous river?”
Twilight asked her guide as the boat drew nearer.
“Soon, to Heaven, Spike's soul we might deliver?”

“Neigh, you still have much to encounter,”
Celestia replied as she stepped on to the boat
“Much more before Hell's founder.”

Twilight stepped on to the boat, excepting that she still had much to see
But froze as the boat did not move, by some unknown force holding it so
She looked down into the murk, into the face of the great and powerful Trixie

“Trixie!” Twilight cried in disbelief. “Why do you hinder our path?”
Trixie smiled and replied; “You put me here, in this circle of begrudging,
“You will not go anywhere until you have felt my great wrath!”

“You reserved your own place here,” Celestia stepped in
“You drowned yourself in hate for Twilight in life,
“And now you suffer in your own churning sin.”

“Leave her to us, she is more guilty than we,”
Trixie hissed to Twilight's guide
“See if she can, swim this horrid sea!”

“Back to your torment, sinner!” Celestia cried.
And brought her hooves down on Trixie's
Pushing her back, 'til she was caught in the hated tide.

The old foe was swept out into the murk, and the boat began to move
Quickly, it did so, across the river of pain
Giving Twilight only a moment to wonder what of the past was behooved

“You saved me,” She said to her guide. “Despite my sins? Was this an unknown part of our deal?
“I thought I must fend for myself, and you would only guide me through,
“What made you, dear guide, favor me over Trixie's retribution appeal?”

“I still harbor love for you, fair student, despite that you lost your way,”
Celestia replied, smiling the only smile in this damned place
“That bond, even after death, shall never die, and never decay.”

Twilight smiled slightly, the first in a long time
Though this time was cut short as they were rocked with a tremor
The boat running aground on the other side of the river of slime

Twilight stepped down off the boat, looking up in awe at the city ahead
The large gates were forged of a shiny yellow and black metal
Tipped with wicked spikes, upon which was a dragon's head

The walls stretched endlessly in each direction
Fire climbed up the walls, steadily burning
Giving a heated air of evil perfection

They approached the gates, which stood open to let sinners in
But as Celestia's present became known among the creatures
She had to recoil as the gates slammed where her face had been

“What is this?” Celestia called angrily to the gates.
“Under who's orders do you throw the doors closed?
“Under what authority, ill and wicked fates?”

There was no reply and Celestia's brow furrowed in anxiety
A look which greatly disturbed Twilight Sparkle
And brought to her more emotions of great variety

“Dear, Celestia,” Twilight addressed her ruler.
“What is the matter? Why do they wish to keep us out?
“Do they regard you as some intruder?”

“They know of your quest,” Celestia explained. “They know what you intend,
“And I'm afraid these creatures were set here to hinder your path.
“Under no rule to be fair, are all these souls condemned.”

“How then shall we save Spike?” Twilight cried in woe.
“Will he forever stay in the clutches of Lucifer?
“Neigh, this is a fate even in death I will never know!”

“Your determination is refreshing, my pupil and not all is lost,
“I may not be able to open these gates alone, but I may call upon,
“My sister Luna. Together, we've no foe that can't be fought.”

Canto IX: Throwing Open the Gates

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

Cried: “Fetch Medusa!”, glaring down on us,
“Turn him to stone! Why did we not requite -
Woe worth the day! - the assault of Theseus?”

“Turn thee about, and shut thine eyelids tight;
If Gorgon show her face and thou thereon
Lock once, there's no returning to the light.”

~Dante:The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 9, Lines 52-60

CANTO IX: THROWING OPEN OF THE GATES

Once Celestia's call had been sent
A new enemy came from the sky
Slowing in its decent

The Windigo began turning a massive torrent
Their winds drew up howls from the murk
And promised nothing less than a nature of abhorrent

Twilight was forced to pierce the ground with her blade
To keep from being sucked away by the mighty winds
In light of this power, she found herself very afraid

Of what was to come, and she was not disappointed
A creature with the body of a serpent, the wings of a dragon
White features, and a beak that was pointed

“Cast your eyes away!” Celestia said, before Twilight could meet the creature's eyes
Twilight did as she was told and looked towards the ground, but fear took her
As she heard the flapping of wings, and the roar of the monster's cries

The Cockatrice circled above them, preparing to attack
When from over the murk, came the roaring of thunder
Drowning out the monster and its Windigo pack

Twilight and Celestia raised their eyes to meet Luna descending
Leaving her Chariot and her eyes glowing with power
The Cockatrice shrunk away from the hoof she was extending

“Be gone!” She simply shouted in the Royal Canterlot voice
And with the force of millions of hooves driving them back
The monsters were left with little other choice

The Cockatrice was swallowed by the mud of the river
And the Windigo galloped over the walls and away in fear
This much obvious in how they're bodies were wracked with quivers

Luna landed beside her sister, and without saying a word
Their horns glowed and shot beams toward the mighty gate
Creating a racket louder than Twilight had ever heard

The gates creaked and groaned, the mighty hinges squealing
And many creatures rushed to the door, attempting to push back
But the power of the sisters, sent all of them reeling

A hush fell after the clanging of the gates, as they stood open
The minions of the city of Dis-Cord were stunned
But then Twilight was the one to leave the silence broken

She let out a cry, charging towards the masses
Her blade drawn within seconds
Unleashing on them, total, unbridled madness

They closed around her, but the whirlwind of her shank
Tore holes through them and their numbers
Producing the definition of kicking major flank

“Steel yourself, Twilight Sparkle!” Celestia called over the roars of pain
Twilight Sparkle stopped in her tracks as the creatures retreated and nodded solemnly
Celestia looked on her harshly; “Let us not make the same mistakes again.”

Canto V: Descent Into Dishonesty and the Judgement of Applejack

TWILIGHT'S INFERNO
BY THE YOUNG AND FREE DRAGON

There is no greater wealth than family

Hinder not thou his fated way; be sure
Hindrance is vain; thus it is willed where will
And power are one; enough; ask now no more.”

~Dante: The Divine Comedy 1: Hell, Canto 5, Lines 22-24

CANTO V: DESCENT INTO DISHONESTY AND THE JUDGEMENT OF APPLEJACK

Twilight Sparkle opened her eyes in the heated air
Her coat felt wet, surely from dripping sweat
And her nose twitched at the smell of burning hair

Her surroundings were minimal
Undefined, simply fire and shackles
And ponies being led around like criminals

And as they reached the end of their path, a pony stood grinning,
His large figure was nondescript and shimmering,
Inviting those who to continue on, those who were freely sinning.

“Who is this stallion, this mocker of these ponies?”
Twilight asked, and then noticed a pair beside him,
“And these foul creatures? Are they his cronies?”

“He is known by the name of Ghosh, and his mocking is just,
“Lucifer takes satisfaction in knowing, he is lying to the liars,
“And if honest is his Hell, face it, he must.”

“But he suffers not from any torture. If Hell this is, where is his pain?”
Celestia levitated above him and pointed toward his back,
Twilight approached and was met with the sight of a hideous blain.

“This is his punishment, for he carries on his back, the lies to himself,”
Celestia said, motioning to how the sore did pulse and glow,
“Each lie he must live upon, becomes a heavier weight in upon itself.”

“He appears only as a stallion, for he has no form,
“His existence is a lie unto himself and others,
“He only takes shape to those whom he may misinform.”

“These creatures he too, thinks are his cronies, but in reality,
“They are his children, deformed by his lies, so far,
“They are unrecognizable, due to his unrealized brutality.”

Twilight fell silent, unable to find words for this,
And instead turned to where the sinners went,
Her eyes following their path deeper into the abyss

There she saw what became of them;
As they were covered in glittering substances
And their bodies weighed down by the phlegm

Then they took a yoke into their mouths, to push
As they walked through flaming foliage
Wracked and scratched by the burning bush

The yokes turned giant pistons, which churned vats
Which then spilled more of the substances upon them
And squealed and whined like a continuous loops on dats

“This foul substance is a lie in pure form,”
Celestia said, regarding them disdainfully.
“Heavy and disgusting, like the acts they perform.”

“I'll leave you to forge through this circle, and meet you at the end,
Try to learn from these creatures, and recognize them,
“And when you've finished, a call to me, do send.”

And she faded away, leaving Twilight staring at the sinners.
What was there to do, but to start walking? Nothing.
Not a thing could be done to change suffering's beginners.

So she did walk, trotting along a series of cracks
It seemed perhaps the most logical choice.
To travel behind those with turned-toward-her backs.

She saw ponies whispering to themselves, and the words turned to mush,
Which fell from their mouths and added to the disgusting scene
Upon seeing this, some would close their mouths, eliciting a silent hush.

Twilight Sparkle began to study each of the ponies, most were nondescript
And some were vague memories in her mind, but every now and then,
She did see one she knew, and her only silence was foul in the air of a crypt.

Cheerilee imprisoned for feeding young children lies,
Iron Will for false production and usage of ponies,
Filthy Rich for his dishonest money ties

All along this path the number grew higher
So many ponies guilty of dishonesty among friendship
All of their wishes dwelling on the side of dire

Doomed, yes, doomed they were
And as the path grew longer
All sins became a blur

A blur that grew harsher and harsher, worse and worse
And their lies became a horrid song as they worked
To cover the truth of themselves, with each passing verse

At the end of the path, Twilight stopped dead
In the middle of the crack was a slumped figure
Seemingly weeping on a phlegm bed

She approached and felt dread building in her heart
This pony was the center of lying, fraud and facade
She stepped onto the bed, threatening to come apart

She seized the pony by the neck and looked into her face
Her eyes beheld those of the past, ones that reflected her sins
And the immense shock, against it, herself she could not brace

She looked into desperate eyes, cold and black
And yet there still burned friendship
Inside the hollow soul of Applejack

“Dear Celestia,” She murmured. “Twilight, mah maker,”
“She told us you were comin' but I never quite believed it,
“I thought for sure the liar must have been the baker.”

“Pinkie Pie knows?” Twilight asked, but shook it away.
It was time to judge Applejack. Pinkie's time would come
So she fell silent, waiting for what Applejack would say.

“My sins... I lied of this totality of disaster,
“To mah friends, of all ponies, told them it would be alright,
“Though I knew the end could only speed faster.

“I kept mah silence up, even as they fell,
“I couldn't let it end, not when I'd gone so far,
“And in the end, that was my soul to sell.”

“Judge me...” She murmured, though Twilight was already,
Her eyes were alight with anger, surely this pony was to blame.
She tightened her grip on Applejack, and her head she held steady.

“Burn in Hell!” She cried, delivering a kick to her gut,
She charged her glowing horn into her head
Sealing the damnation with a monstrous cut

She screamed, and caught fire, turning to ash
Her flesh turning that of sweet apples and melting
Leaving nothing but her skull that had been smashed

The fire ended with the breach in the skull
And Twilight drew Death's blade
Dragging it along her horn, now quite dull

She looked down at the skull and retrieved it from the ground
Placing it in her saddle bag, safe keeping from its surroundings
She looked to a pool of water ahead, where ponies floated; drowned.

She approached the drowning pool and looked into it
Reflected in it, was not her but ponies tossing themselves in
Descending backwards into the water, abandoning all wisdom and wit

Her instincts told her to proceed
And so she did, falling as they did
Not eager to see another desperate deed

She sunk deeply into the water, neither warm nor cold
Holding her breath, praying to Celestia,
That she could handle the horrors she might next behold