Revenge Will Belong To Everypony

I arrived at the front door of the slaughterhouse. There was little point in going in through the back door. I carefully opened the front door and closed it silently tiphoofing (tiptoeing). I went past the main lobby and entered some winding hallways with offices before I reached two large metal doors.

I used my magic and opened the doors, walking through them into the dark factory portion of the buildings. I stepped forward and the lights turned on. There was a pony at the control station on the walkway above with ponies strapped into the slaughterhouse device. No doubt, it was the pony at the control station that had turned on the lights at my appearance.

The pony at the control center was Double Blade. Double Blade was a gray earth pony stallion with lighter gray mane, tail, and eyes. His cutie mark was a circular saw blade. He used a massive portable handheld circular saw.

Double Blade stated, “I survived the death resurrection of Ponytopia by my skill at killing everypony. The Order recognized my ability to kill, they found me and recruited me, knowing that I was capable of killing ponies. They have hired me to bring you to heel.” Double Blade turned on the equipment, saying, “Like you, these are all ponies who used to live in Bucktown. Now they will die here.”

Double Blade started the automated equipment. The rail was on the ceiling that was about 5 pony heights above the floor. There was also a catwalk around the the room as well about 3 pony lengths off the floor. It was recently retrofitted to slaughter ponies instead of animals. There were about twenty innocent ponies that hung on the slaughter line now fully awake. They were suspended from the overhead rail by their hind legs by hooks that penetrated their legs. A large circular blade would server their neck, bleeding the pony to death, cutting the carotid artery, jugular veins, and sometimes the windpipe. The equipment would stop momentarily there and the pony would be suspended in the air there until the blood finished pouring out into the chute below it. Then the pony body would proceed to the next step. Moving along the corpse reached another machine to remove the tail, mane, and hide from the corpse in one piece and the machine would take the hide and process and store it. Then moving to another part of the rail, another set of blades cut off the hooves and decapitated the pony, the hooves and head were stored to be used later. At this stage the machine was fixed to cut off the horn if the pony was a unicorn to store it for use. Other blades were rigged to cut off any wings if the pony was a pegasus to save them for later. Then the dead pony reached a machine that cut open the body in the belly and had devices to remove the internal organs, eviscerating it. Then the body would go down the rail and get stored in a freezer. This would be a horrible fate for any pony.

The ponies hind hooves were tied together and their front hooves were bound together as well. Hooks penetrated their hind legs, securing them into the air upside down. A brace bar went along their backside and it was secured to them by straps around the chest near their front legpits (armpits) and more straps around their hips near their rear legpits to prevent movement. There were straps around their forehead to stabilize it to the metal brace bar so that it would not move freely. They could move their front legs, but couldn’t bend upwards or move their head due to the brace bar. After the bleeding out of the pony, the straps and bindings would automatically undue themselves, the pony only hanging by the hooks penetrating their hind legs, and allow the rest of the equipment to do its job. All of them watched in horror as the pony in front of them proceeded down the line to the next stage, unable to do anything to escape. On the rail they could see all the way down the line and witness what was happening to the other ponies on the slaughter line in front of them since the rail was circular and went in a loop of sorts. Ponies of all three types were secured to the rail with hooks, chains, and straps. Ponies were going to be slaughtered by the equipment designed to be used on butchering animals.

Ponies were shouting for help and begging for mercy on the slaughter line. They were all screaming and hollering for help. Some were crying, others terrified stiff.

“Help us!” One pony stated.

Another pony shouted, “Stop him!”

Double Blade jumped over the railing of the catwalk down to the floor in front of me revving the blade of his weapon.

“Heel, Rainbow Heart!” Double Blade stated.

“No!” I shouted.

I unsheathed Double Rainbow’s Knife from my rainbow saddle using my orange magic aura and the blade levitated in front of me.

I was going to have to deal with Double Blade before I could attempt to turn off the device. I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to save any of them.

Double Blade charged at me and I used the floating blade to attack him. With a whip of my head, the knife responded in the direction of the head whip. The blades met and it stopped Double Blade in his tracks.

A pony vomited on the slaughter rail, after seeing the first pony go through the equipment, grossed out, landing on Double Blade.

Double Blade looked up angrily at the pony and stated, “Damn cattle.”

One of the ponies towards the front of the slaughter line masturbated, fearing it would be the pony’s last orgasm, knowing that death would come to the pony momentarily.

I whipped my head a few more times, the knife responding in direction and force. Double Blade used his massive electric powered cutter to knock the blade back. We circled around.

“If you do not heel, I am authorized to kill you.” Double Blade informed.

I didn’t think about it. Double Blade was playing mind games with me. I know the ponies who did this wanted me alive.

We fought more, while the ponies above were getting slaughtered, one after the other.

I was kicked back by Double Blade bucking with his hind legs. I fell back and landed on top of the blood chute. My back was over the chute in the floor, my belly facing upwards. A pony went through the bleeding stage. The stuck pony got its neck severed, I got splattered with blood, which continued to drip on me. The blood made it hard to get back up out of the chute, making me slippery. I had to use my magic to upright myself.

At this point, one pony on the slaughter line, when the pony’s turn was up next was so scared the pony urinated and defecated, which landed on Double Blade, again.

“Fuck! Really?” Double Blade shouted, looking up and cursing the pony.

We continued to fight.

With a hoof to the face, I fell back defeated, Double Rainbow’s Knife flying a distance away. I couldn’t fight anymore. I was lying with my head on the ground, beaten in defeat. Double Blade approached me posed for the kill. The Element of Tragedy lit up and floated the knife into the air before zooming through the air and jamming itself into the back of Double Blade’s head. He fell forward and the circular blade gouged into the ground next to my face, almost striking me. Double Blade’s body fell onto mine. I pushed him off and stood up.

I teleported to the panel and after looking at the instrument panel began hitting buttons to try and stop it. I somehow succeeded in the endeavor although I do not know how, but I did it with five ponies still alive, dangling from the rail.

It was then I was instantly surrounded by ponies in cloaks. I was hit by a sleep spell and knocked out. I fell to the ground snoring.

Night Wing and Night Wish awoke from the sleep spell Rainbow Heart cast on them. Night Wing yawned and stood up. Night Wish’s attention snapped back to reality and began looking for me.

Night Wish stated, “We gotta get to The Slaughterhouse.”

Night Wing belched.

Night Wish, frowning, said, “Let’s go.”

Night Wing and Night Wish arrived at the back door to the facility and entered into it. It wasn’t long before they arrived at the processing area of the facility. It was there, they were confronted. There were two ponies, one small and one tall. There were five ponies bound and gagged with duct tape, sitting on the ground, and were hostages.

The two ponies were Big Hoof and Little Hoof. Big Hoof was a unicorn with a blue body. He had yellow mane, tail, and eyes. His cutie mark was a large hoofprint. Big Hoof was giant in size. Big Hoof used a sledgehammer. His brother, Little Hoof, was there as well. Little Hoof was a unicorn with a yellow body with a blue mane, tail, and eyes. His cutie mark was a small hoofprint. Little Hoof suffered from dwarfism and was smaller in size. He used a regular sized hammer.

“We survived the resurrection of the dead ponies at Ponytopia. Our butchery of the ponies there, led the Order of Rainbow Moon to select us to prevent you from interfering with their plans.” Big Hoof stated, “The order wants you dead, knowing we can perform the task as painfully as possible. They knew you’d be coming.”

Little Hoof said, “That means you die.”

The brothers killed two hostage ponies, the two ponies on the outside ends of the hostage line. One got hammered in the head by Big Hoof’s sledgehammer, while the second got hammered by Little Hoof’s hammer as an intimidation tactic. Three hostages were still alive.

Night Wing has his chainsaw and Night Wish had her machete. Night Wing and Night Wish used an aerial assault against the two evil unicorns.

During the battle, one more hostage pony died by a portion of the derelict catwalk breaking off, falling, and landing on the pony in the middle of the three remaining innocent ponies.

Night Wing used his chainsaw and jammed it through Big Hoof, revving the engine. Big Hoof was dead. Night Wish used her machete and cut Little Hoof many times but only disabled him.

In defeat the little one informed them, “The Order took Rainbow Heart to The Paradise Resort on the beach.”

Little Hoof died shortly later from his wounds.

Night Wing and Night Wish rescued the two surviving ponies. They couldn’t walk do to their recent hind leg injuries, so they were carried as Night Wing and Night Wish flew to the Paradise Resort.

The two earth ponies survived both of the events. The mare was named Forest Savior who was light green with dark green mane, tail, and eyes. Her cutie mark was three trees together. She loved forests and animals. The stallion was named Outback. He was red with orange mane, tail, and eyes. He had a cutie mark of a large knife. He was a survivalist and capable of doing a lot of handiwork and farmhand work.