A God Over Man and Beast

What the heck did that pony-- that person do to Rainbow Dash!? Twilight ran through various scenarios through her head. Had he beaten her to death? Broken her wings and tossed her into a dumpster? He said cryptic things about her speed... was it possible that she was nothing more than a pastel paste on the wall? Damn it, Twilight, pull yourself together! You need to be strong! As long as the elements of harmony are intact, we can solve anything! Then she started to weep, realizing that there was at least one element missing from the group. She didn't even notice the sliding door open and close behind her.

“Greetings again, Equestrian.”

“W-What do you... want... this time?” She said in between sobs, trying to sound calm and unaffected (and failing miserably).

“Well I've come to the conclusion that you're no longer useful to me, so I plan to have you... I suppose there's no kind way for me to say it. I'm here to have you executed.”

Twilight remained silent. She couldn't comprehend what was even happening any more, instead preferring to think she was just in some crazy dream.

“Now don't be so glum. I figured since you were so special, you'd get a little bit of... usage before I threw you away.”

She stayed silent, staring at the syringes in front of her, ignoring his words and instead trying to read more of the labels, trying so hard that she was straining her eyes more than she had ever done before. However, she couldn't ignore the ominous sound of a zipper opening.