My Little Saw: Games are Magic

by ShadowBrony928

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Crossover
Length: 434

Looks like Jigsaw's games didn't just end in the human world, but is it really him or somepony else entirely, merely continuing his work in Equestria?

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-10-05 23:30:12 UTC

Prologue

Trixie woke up in a panic, before screaming in pain. She could feel an unbearable amount of pain from her horn. She looked around. She was strapped to a table with leather straps. More sharp pain could be felt on her tongue. She tried to find the source of the pain but couldn't, but she felt something heavy on her head, which might be causing the pain in her horn. She was all alone in the rather eerie room with a television in the corner as it then turned on, showing a white puppet with black and red eyes, raggy black hair, and read swirls on his cheeks. It slowly and creepily turned to the camera before speaking

"Hello, Trixie" it said in a dark menacing voice "I want to play a game. For years, you have used your words to fool ponies out of their hard-earned bits. Now, you will have to make your way out of this one without the lies you have spat to your admirers. The device you are wearing is attached to your horn. This will prevent you from using your magic for the duration of the game. It also does something else later on. Once the timer has started on the device, you will have 60 seconds. When that time is up,  your horn will be ripped off and jabbed through to your brain. The only way to avoid it is by finding the key inside the tongue that has deceived so many before. Are you willing to be rid of your silver tongue to continue with your life? Live or die...make your choice..."

Her eyes widened with fear at what he had said as she squirmed trying to break free. Soon, she got her hoof loose. As she went to free her other hoof, she felt the timer trigger and begin counting down. This made her freak out more as she frantically freed herself, looking around and finding a scalpel and a mirror nearby. She went over to it and grabbed the scalpel, sticking her tongue out as she moved it toward the tongue hesitantly. She sobbed lightly before stabbing it into her tongue and screaming in pain. She kept digging to get the key out, stopping several times, sobbing once more from the pain before she continued she soon found the key and then frantically searched for the lock to the device, but as she searched, the timer went off, pulling her horn off and pushing it through her eye and into her brain before she dropped the scalpel and fell to the ground, dead.