Life is Beautiful

Days blended into weeks as Twilight Sparkle suffered in her own personal hell, the only thing that was missing was the fire and brimstone, and even some days, it was only the brimstone that was missing. Twilight had become a toy of the gang, chained in that store room, day in and day out, a heavy chain tied around her neck, barely letting her stand at her full height, and a ring of cold iron wrapped around the base of her horn, deadening her magic.

Twilight lost track of who was above her, they all tasted the same, they all felt the same; this time there was a shaft ramming down her throat again, forcing her to swallow every drop of his foul seed. The stallion above her whickered in pleasure as he drew his dripping shaft out of Twilight’s throat, one last twitch sending a splatter into her mouth, making Twilight gag in disgust, but obediently she closed her muzzle, and swallowed. She knew the consequences of doing otherwise, as were told by the scars dotting her face, and the black eye that she was sporting.

The rest of Twilight’s body was in worse shape, though less scarred. Her ribs were showing, her mane ragged and unkempt, her hide missing fur in patches, but even that was better than how she felt inside. Every attack, every assault, a bit more of her sanity chipped away, a bit more of her heart died, sometimes she wished they would just kill her… but there was one thing that kept her alive.

And there was one thing that brought living terror to her. A harsh laugh sounded from outside her small cell, jerking Twilight rudely from her depression into pure fear, and a moment later, her worst fears were answered as the monstrous form of Bull Dozer opened the door, staring at Twilight with what seemed to be the most twisted, malevolent grin of anypony in the world. Twilight started to her feet with a whinny of fear, pulling back and jerking on the chain that held her head, choking herself in the process.

Dozer let out a harsh laugh, “Your eyes say ‘no no,’ but we both know your body begs for it,” he taunted as he stepped towards her, a hoof kicking the door closed behind him. Twilight froze stock still as he came within touching distance, Dozer’s muzzle slipping down and nipping hard at Twilight’s lips, drawing blood and a whimper of pain and fear from the lavender mare.

“Oh come now, where’s your fight? Don’t tell me it’s all beaten out of you,” he taunted as he walked around Twilight, a hoof slamming into her shoulder and causing her to stumble with a help of pain. “Maybe I should just kill you, and give all my attention to your lovely little daughter.”

That got Twilight’s attention. Shaking the drugged haze from her she whinnied, lifting her head and trying to draw her magic in vain, a back hoof lashing out to glance over the stallion’s ribs, “You leave her alone!”

Dozer laughed, “That’s the spirit,” his teeth roughly biting at the base of Twilight’s tail, ripping out a chunk of fur, and drawing a shriek of pain from her, Twilight’s hooves kicking out again reflexively, but too weak to do any damage, the mare stumbling and almost falling. Dozer hardly wasted any more time however, leaping up against the broken mare’s back, his heavy weight landing solidly between her shoulders, and knocking the air from her lungs as Twilight tensed in terror.

Dozer was larger than any of the other stallions, a giant. All the way from the sleeping bull on his flanks, his brown fur and mane, to his broad, muscled chest, and thick legs, he was a giant, making even the ruling alicorns seem like foals besides him. And the massive shaft that now came up behind Twilight, and suddenly slammed in her sex was no exception. The feel of that massive shaft splitting Twilight nearly in half drew a pained scream from her, one that only rose in pitch as Dozer slammed himself into her battered body.

Twilight’s screams of pain continued for the better part of a half hour as she was brutally taken, and then tortured, until they finally die away, too hoarse to make another sound as the torture continued.

Dusk finally began to settle on the city when Dozer stepped out of the room, splattered in blood, glancing back to the silently sobbing form of the unicorn, “I’ve got big plans for you sweetheart, rest well, you’ll need your strength.” He looked to the single stallion that was assigned to watch the room, “No one else is allowed to use her until I say otherwise.”

The guard nodded as Dozer turned and trotted off.

***

Twilight lay sobbing there until her tears dried up, feeling broken and dead. It only a little while later however when the door opened again, causing the lavender mare to jerk her head up in fear, and stare through teary eyes at the shape in the doorway.

“It’s only me Twilight,” Came the softer voice of a stallion, one that Twilight recognized, and she immediately sagged in relief, her head dropping back to the hard ground that she laid on. Shadow stepped into the room, a bucket of soapy water, a bucket of clean water, and a pail of oats and wheat floating behind him, as well as a brush.

Twilight opened her mouth, trying to speak, but all that came out was a hoarse cough, and she gave up as Shadow moved around besides her, setting the buckets down, placing the one with clean water and the pain of grain before her. Twilight lifted her head shakily, and lowered it into the bucket of water, starting to drink deeply, easing her sore throat.

“I’m sorry I was gone the past few days… I think Dozer is keeping me away, errands and all. Let me get you cleaned up, and I’ll bring in Dawn,” Shadow said, telekinetically taking a cloth from the bucket of soapy water, and starting to gingerly wipe Twilight down. Twilight was covered in small wounds and burns this time, Dozer having taken a sadistic glee in torturing the lavender pony for hours. Shadow gently cleaned them, and wiped down the rest of her hide, before using the brush to start brushing out her mane and tail.

Twilight lifted her head from the pail of water, her voice weak, and cracking as she spoke, “Why do you do this for me Shadow?” as she had asked dozens of times, never seeming to remember the answer, or maybe just needing a reminder.

“You are a good pony, I hate seeing you here like this… I want to help you, I wish I could… do more,” came the soft reply.

“Why don’t you then?”

“I can’t, Dozer has a hold over me, I… I’m not a good pony,” Shadow replied.

“So why don’t you leave?” Twilight asked.

“I’m a murderer Twilight, you know this. I’m a murderer and a deserter, where would I go? If anypony found out who I was, I would be hung for treason. A pony doesn’t get away with murdering a superior officer, even if he deserved it,” Shadow said softly.

Twlight nodded with a sigh, falling quiet, but turning her attention to the pail of food, eating some. She knew she had to, or Shadow would force feed her, he had done it before when she had tried to starve herself to death.

After a few minutes more of silence, Shadow set the cloth aside in the pail of now bloody, soapy water, and rose, taking it with him as he moved to the door, knocking. The door opened and Shadow stepped out, only to be replaced a moment later with a tiny little filly that came galloping into the room, wrapping her arms around Twilght’s neck.

Twilight grunted and smiled as she was attacked, a hoof coming to wrap around the child, and nuzzling into her back, before drawing her head back to look at the little filly. Nearly a year old, and she was already so beautiful. Glorious Dawn’s coat was a soft shade of pink, hinting at the first blush of sunlight on the horizon, and her mane and tail several shades of red shifting into a broad, brilliantly golden band, and her wings both that beautifully golden color. She had her mother’s deep purple eyes however, ones that looked up at her mother, full of love, without understanding the pain and the suffering of the place; all of Dawn’s life, Twilight had been chained there.

Dawn pranced around her mother a bit, her golden wings flapping excitedly, having not seen her mother for a few days. Shadow returned a few minutes later, moving to lie besides Twilight as Dawn chatted on happily, rambling and talking about what she had been doing the past few days.

Most of the chatter didn’t register with Twilight, her mind slow and hardly working these days, still kept drugged on various things most of the time. It had only taken two nights of Twilight’s screaming through the entire night, disturbing the guard and anyone else in the complex so badly that they had finally pooled some money together to feed Twilight’s addiction to Moon Sugar.

It was a while before Glorious Dawn finally settled down, curling up between her mother’s hooves, where Twilight started nuzzling and fussing over her daughter, much to some dwindling and sleepy protests from Dawn. Dawn was the one light in Twilight’s life, the only thing that kept her alive.

Dawn fell asleep with her head on Twilight’s hoof, her energy giving out quickly. Dawn was small, tiny, a runt, due to a mixture of Twilight’s drug abuse, and malnutrition, but she was doing better, and growing stronger, all thanks to Shadow.

Twilight was growing tired as well, and growing sleepy herself, but she moved her head to nudge Shadow’s side gently. Shadow stirred from wherever his thoughts had been, and nodded to Twilight, producing a pouch from beneath his mane, and levitating out a small pinch of Moon Sugar. Twilight obediently opened her mouth, and the sugar was placed beneath her tongue.

Euphoria soon washed over Twilight, and she laid her head down overtop Glorious Dawn, soon falling asleep herself.

***

Two weeks passed quickly, and it was strange, no ponies other than Shadow came to visit Twilight Sparkle. Twilight spent most of it resting, or reading a book after she begged Shadow to bring her one, not caring what it was on. Twilight got to spend some quiet evenings then as she recovered reading to her daughter, and telling her stories. Twilight’s wounds slowly healed, and fur started growing in again, but Shadow was worried, he knew something was wrong.

One morning, Shadow stirred, and rose, little Dawn shaking herself off as she looked to her sleeping mother, knowing it was time to go home. Dawn hated going home, she liked staying with her mother, but she gave her mother’s head a big hug, and a kiss, before she turned to trot over to Shadow, her wings fluttering a little.

Just then the door opened, Dozer standing there with a smirk on his face as he looked to Shadow and Dawn. Shadow quickly moved himself in front of Dawn, shielding her, “We were just heading home Dozer.”

“Why don’t you let the little filly stay the day today? She does so love her mother after all…” Dozer replied, but Shadow felt the cruel twist in those words, despite Dawn’s overjoyed hopping behind him. Shadow knew that Dozer was up to something.

“Why don’t you go settle down with your mother for a little, alright little Dawnie?” Shadow said without glancing behind him, “I need to have a word with Dozer.”

Dawn happily complied, prancing back to her mother, and wiggling her way back under Twilight’s head. Shadow stepped forwards as Dozer backed out of the room, closing the door behind them.

“Alright Dozer, what’s going on? I know you are up to something,” Shadow demanded to know, frowning at the smirking pegasus.

“Oh nothing all that big, I’ve got a little business arrangement I’m taking care of.”

“What -kind- of business?” Shadow demanded to know, “and you leave Dawn out of this.”

“Oh what, are you soft on that little filly? Well it’s too bad, she is part of the package,” Dozer grinned.

“Package? What package?”

“That washed out old nag, and her filly. I’ve got some gryphon who is going to buy them both off of us. That old whore was fun to break, but shes useless now, but the filly had to be part of the deal, I’m sorry if you liked her.”

Shadow blinked, taking a step back, before narrowing his gaze dangerously, “What the hell gryphon are you going to sell a pony to?”

“Oh I think his name was Ambassador Grasson Razorbeak, and he’s bringing his son, something about teaching his son to be a real gryphon,” Dozer chuckled, “He’s paying fifty thousand bits for this, and you aren’t going to buck this up for me, or the gang.”

Shadow’s eyes widened, “That bird is a monster! How he became ambassador I’ll never understand, you… you can’t be serious about actually -selling- the mare to him?!” Disbelief was evident in Shadow’s voice, slowly turning to outrage.

“Oh yes I can, now get out of the way, he is going to be here any minute,” Dozer said, “I have to get them prepared, he is going to be here in half an hour.”

Shadow set his hooves on the floor firmly, widening his stance, “I can’t let you do that!”

“What, are you going to stop me?” Dozer asked. “You are dead meat if you think you can turn against me.”

A black glow took over Shadow’s horn, but before he could let out a blast, another one caught him from the side, knocking the black unicorn sprawling, though he quickly recovered his feet. Shadow spun, only to see a number of other ponies, unicorns and earth pony thugs alike closing in, other members of the gang that were more loyal, or more controlled by Dozer than he was.

Shadow bared his teeth as another blast came at him, and he leapt to the side, looking for an opening as he spun away. Power flared from Dozer’s horn as he managed to get a spell off, vanishing as blackness swept over the area for a moment.

When the darkness cleared, Shadow was no longer there, and it took the ponies a few moments to hear the thundering of hooves and the smash of a door as Shadow burst outside into the light. A number of ponies shouted, and turned to give chase, but Dozer’s voice roared above the others, “Forget him! Let him go, what the hell is he going to do? Get in there and secure the mare and the filly, and get them out to the center of the factory, and chained down right, I don’t want any mistakes in this!”

Ponies skidded to a stop at his voice, and obeyed, turning to head into the room, where screams of a terrified, tiny little filly suddenly rose, followed quickly by shouts of protest from Twilight.

***

Glorious Dawn was terrified, her body flatted to the ground as she watched, peeking from behind wings that she held over her head, her body shaking. There was a rope tied around her neck, and around her hooves, attached to the floor and keeping her from running, or flying, and all the little unicorn could do was watch as her mother was half led, half dragged out.

Twilight had barely walked in a year, she was weak and unstable, stumbling often as the other ponies forced her into the middle of the cleared area, before tying her hooves down to the floor. The little cries of fear from Dawn drew the lavender unicorn’s attention, her eyes wide with shock and fear to see her precious child there as well.

“What are you-“ Twilight began before a hoof struck her across the face.

“Shut up you old nag,” Dozer growled. He looked over, “Just in time too,” he smirked, stepping back, “she’s all yours Ambassador Razorbeak.”

Twilight jerked her head around to the sound of the next voice, her eyes widening in fear as she saw the powerfully built gryphon stride down the walkway into the cleared floor of the factory, “Excellent, well done. Your payment as promised,” he said, pulling the saddle bags off his flank with his claws, and tossing it at Dozer, “You can stay and watch… if you want.”

Dozer quickly picked up the bags, opening them up to see the piles of bits inside, “It has been an absolute pleasure doing business with you Ambassador,” the pegasus retreating a bit of a distance to give them room, the other ponies dispersing, except for a few that Twilight recognized from their many… visits, but she didn’t see Shadow anywhere.

“Come along Gerald,” the older gryphon said, glancing behind him, and slowly, a young gryphon walked out from behind the boxes as well, looking nervous, and only around five years old, if Twilight has to guess. “Now pay close attention my son, because today you are going to become an adult gryphon, and take your place in the family.

The young gryphon looked like he could hardly believe what he was seeing, a look of horror on his face as he shook his head slowly. The elder gryphon walked up to the smaller one, and cuffed him on the head, “Wipe that look off your face! Ponies don’t deserve any remorse! They are inferior, now pay attention!”

The smaller one let out a little squawk, and nodded, trying to school his face as he moved to sit, and watch his father.

Grasson turned his attention back to the captive pony, and stalked forwards, moving around her slowly, a predatory look on his beaked face as his gaze looked over the entire pony, “A poor specimen, hardly worthy to wet my claws with her blood,” he mused, a paw coming up to slide a claw under Twilight’s chin.

Twilight cringed under the touch, her ears flattened back to her head, “P-please!” she begged, her eyes wide with fear, panting with it already.

“Please what my dear? Oh I don’t think you even have a choice in the matter. Mmm, I thought you looked familiar, you must be Twilight Sparkle, I know so much about you. So this is where you ended up, a whore for a group of common thugs,” the gryphon taunted, “it’s a shame what happened to your… brother.”

Grasson brought his claws his to Twilight’s shoulder, stroking once through the fur along her side before suddenly driving them into her shoulder, eliciting a shriek of pain from the pony as he dragged his claws back down along her side, drawing a torrent of blood to pour from her side.

Twilight’s breath quickened in fear and pain as she tried to shy away, but she was too firmly tied, tears sliding down her cheeks as Grasson licked the blood casually from his claws, before moving along behind the mare.

Grasson was quick to move, pulling himself up onto the smaller pony’s back with his claws, sinking them into her flank as he gripped her, in a position that Twilight knew very well. Powerful arms pulled the large gryphon into position, and it wasn’t more than a moment before Twilight felt the tapered tip of the gryphon’s malehood pressing into the folds of her sex. A Moment later, a powerful beak bite the back of Twilight’s neck, drawing a shriek of pain from her as it bit into the flesh deeply, just as Grasson slammed his hips forwards, driving his strange feeling shaft deep into the pony’s vulnerable body.

The reason the shaft felt so strange became evident a moment later as the gryphon drew his hips back, barbs flaring deep inside the lavender unicorn’s body, and dragging brutally along the tender walls of Twilight’s passage, forcing torturous pain and pleasure into the mare’s body, her entire body convulsing and clenching around it as she let out a whinny of distress.

Grasson released his bite on the mare’s neck as he thrust in once more, starting a hard, and brutally torturous pace into the filly’s body, “I knew your brother, briefly, I saw when he died… it was glorious.”

Twilight’s body shook as she sobbed, the mention of her brother just ripping apart any dignity and self control she might have had, “what do you know… of my brother?!” she demanded.

Another hard thrust came, knocking the wind out of Twilight’s lungs as Grasson laughed, hissing in pleasure, “Oh I’m the one that killed him! Who do you think stirred that Ursa Major up, and led him to that village? Oh I was hoping to see a lot more ponies die, believe me.”

Twilight gasped in shock, her body clenching as an uncontrolled wave of pleasure was forced through her by those barbs raking deep inside her, “I don’t… you couldn’t have…” she started trying to say.

“Oh yes, yes it was me, he fought to defend for hours,” Grasson taunted, “He might have survived too, if not for that sudden squall that blew the reinforcements that were inbound off course,” he grinned as he continued raping the lavender pony’s body. “What, did you think that only ponies could control the weather? I pulled together that storm… they arrived just too late to save your brother, he as good as died by my claws…”

Twilight shook her head as she sobbed, all of her pain and loss rushing up to drown her, “You… you bastard! How could you?” anger and hatred and all sorts of emotions surging up within her.

“Very easily my dear,” Grasson taunted, his thrusts becoming harder and faster as he let out a low growl of pleasure, “And now… now I am going to wipe your pathetic family off the face of Equestria. First I am going to kill you, then my son is going to kill your precious little baby.”

Twilight’s eyes opened wide as this, all of the emotions solidifying inside of her suddenly into one single feeling. Love. Love for her daughter, and the need to protect her. Her head suddenly shot up even as she felt Grasson’s shaft bury itself deep into her one finally time, a squawk of pleasure coming from behind her as she felt a hot gush of seed deep inside her, the heat and flaring of barbs sending her over the edge into a brutally forced orgasm as she lifted her head and screamed.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” the power rocked the building as Twilight’s horn suddenly took light, the ring of cold iron shattering and cracking as the unicorn’s power was suddenly unleashed. A shockwave of power erupted from the unicorn’s horn, shattering her restraints, knocking over most of the boxes and machinery still left in the factory, and flooring all of the other ponies, though washing over the two smallest occupants of the warehouse.

Twilight’s eyes glowed vividly white as boxes, machines and full grown ponies alike started to rise into the air, but Grasson somehow managed to cling desperately to Twilight’s back, his barbs locking them into place as the mare’s body rippled around him, catching him between fear and ecstasy, power rushing through him.

All of the drugs in Twilight’s system burned away beneath the power she drew, and her head twitched as she cried out in rage and pain. Boxes and machines began flying, one catching Dozer right in the chest like a ballistic missile, smashing him through a wall, and out of the factory. Several other ponies were caught as debris started to swirl around in the air, crushing some, shattering bones in others, and ripping others to pieces.

A suddenly flash of pain shot across Twilight’s neck, making her twitch hard as everything seemed to come to a sudden standstill. Twilight looked confused, and startled for a moment as she looked down, and while she couldn’t see anything, she felt a sudden heat pouring down her chest. Twilight opened her mouth to protest, but the only thing that came up was the gurgling sound of blood and air as it poured out her mouth as well.

Grasson Razorbeak pulled himself off of the pony, his claws covered in blood as Twilight Sparkle dropped to the ground, her lifeblood spilling out on the ground as Glorious Dawn screamed.

Author's Notes
PLEASE! before you start yelling at me for killing Twilight, she is NOT DEAD! I have plans, she will be saved, just please bear with it.

That said, tomorrow is the weekend, I might not get any writing done over the weekend, you might need to wait until Monday to see the next chapter. Then again, it is a proven fact that I get obsessive, this will likely see chapter updates every day until I am done with the story, but you will need to wait until tomorrow for the next chapter.

We are getting towards the end now, and it is running fairly much just as I expected it to. I do hope you enjoy this. I have said before that some works of art are people's hearts and souls made bare. I am not sure this is one of those works, but it does lay out the darkness in my heart, and the darkness that I know must exist in the hearts of many. It is not that we have this darkness, it is what we do with this darkness that matters. Do we let this darkness consume us? or do we channel it?

Alright, enough metaphysical philosophy for a day, I hope you have enjoyed my story thus far, and I hope that this was Twilight being badass enough for you!