Slaughterhouse

The fist time I woke everything was dark, I felt like my eyes were open but I still couldn't see. Ponies were talking around me.

"Forceps." I groaned, trying to look around. "Shit...He's up. Put him back under now, damnit! I can't work on him like this!" There was a sharp prick on my neck. Everything seemed slowed down. My breathing slowed and I passed out again. Second time I was being dragged, everything blurry. I was picked up and thrown into some large crate or something like that. They slammed the doors shut and I heard the sound of an engine starting. The crate I was in was the back of a van. I passed out yet again. The final time I woke for good. I was still groggy from being drugged and I could hardly see two feet in front of my face. I called out.

"H...Hello...? Any....oof....Anypony there...?" My head hurt and my eyes burned. I was sitting up, I tried standing but I couldn't move. "The....hell...?" I looked down. My legs were held down by electronic restraints. I struggled. "H-Hey! What's...What's happening?!" I was blinded by a flash of light. I closed my eyes and slowly opened them. I looked around the room. The tile on the walls were cracked and chipped at. same with the tile on the floor. I struggled even more. "SOMEPONY?!" I pulled on my restraints. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?!" I looked at the ground. I could see my reflection on the ground. My black and grey mane was a mess, my eyes were a lighter shade of green, my mane was a mess as well. I looked like shit. I caught something out of the corner of my eye...a pair of wings. White wings...my wings...I began breathing heavily. In the top left corner of the room I hard somepony talking.

"Welcome." I shouted at the speaker.

"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?!"

"Everypony calm..down." Everypony? The fuck does he mean by everypony? "I shall explain all. Right now you are in your starting rooms. When I press the button in front of me, the lights will go back off, the restraints will unhold you, and the devices we put in your heads will turn on."

I was struggling more. "Then the game begins. There are 15 of you but I am only allowing one of you to leave alive. Around the playing field are weapons scattered about, I even hid one firearm, if you're lucky enough to find it. Once there is one pony remaining, they have earned their freedom and shall be given the code to the exit."

"THE FUCK DO YOU-"

"I advise you calm down, Mr. Tone."

"Hey, how the fuck do you know my name?!"

"We'e been watching you all of a while now. Your every move, studying you all. Waiting to make sure we picked the right ones." I struggled more. "Now...let's meat the contestants." The way he said 'meet' made it sound like he was trying to say 'meat'. To my left the wall opened up and flipped around, The wall had 14 TV screens on it. They all turned on. Ponies like me were restrained to their chairs. I could hear them now, they were yelling and screaming. One was even crying. Mares and stallions were restrained like me. I could hardly make out what some were saying.

"MY FUCKING WINGS, YO!!!"

"YOU FUCKING CUNT!"

"MY HORN!"

"MOMMY!!!!" I struggled more. The voice spoke again.

"QUIET!" Everypony shut up. "The rules are simple. In the playing field there are weapons and traps. The traps are meant to kill, some quick and clean and others..." He chuckled evilly. "Slow...painful...flesh-ripping..." Somepony whimpered. "I also sent MY ponies in there with you...you should be able to tell the difference between a player and my ponies." He chuckled evilly again. "The devices in your heads are hooked up to your eyes. Think of it as the...night-vision setting on a camera." Somepony spoke up, a mare.

"Please...I have two kids...I can't do this!" The voice continued.

"You all will fight to the death until one remains, at that point I will give the code. My ponies, if not all already killed, will still be roaming around. And the traps, if not all disarmed and used already, will still be active. Anypony caught fiddling with the exit lock when they are not the last alive will be killed slowly. Flesh ripped from skin, muscle torn from bone." I gagged a bit, I heard somepony puke. "I'll give you 30 seconds to prepare, then the count down will start." Everypony went into panic mode.

"PLEASE! MY FOALS!"

"I CAN'T KILL!!"

"I'M TOO YOUNG TO DIE!" I struggled hard and joined into the panic.

"FUCK EVERYPONY ELSE! WHEN I GET OUT I'M COMING FOR YOU! YOU HEAR ME?!" Somepony yelled out in agreement. "YOU FUCKED WITH THE WRONG STALLION!" I've never killed anypony in my life, now here I was saying I was gonna kill him.

"30 seconds is up..." I closed my eyes and tried to calm my self. "10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...Let the games...begin." I opened my eyes and the room went dark. Nopony else was talking, I'm guessing the audio and the TV's were shut off. I felt my restraints let me go. I stood slowly. I still couldn't see. The night-vision flickered on and off quickly for a while before remaining solid. I began breathing heavily again as the door in front of me swung open. The first thing that hit me was the smell...it reeked...of death. I slowly walked towards the door...to the unknown...

The first thing I heard was a scream, an inpony scream. I frantically looked around outside of my room. The whole small, tight hallway was dark, thanks to the thing put in my head I could see just fine. The hallway was so tight, two ponies could hardly stand side by side. That was when I heard heavy panting. The pounding of hooves on stone. I looked behind me. Somepony rounded the corner and smacked into the side of the wall. I backed up slowly. It was hard to see at this distance but they looked like they've already been through hell. They looked right at me, their eyes glowing, thanks to my built in filter. They were hunched over and slowly scrabbled to me. They began to pick up speed and let out the most inpony sounding scream ever. They ran full speed at me. I turned and bolted. The hallways were too small to turn quickly without slamming into a wall. I had to slow down at each turn. I went to turn a corner and ran right into something and fell back. I looked to see what I ran into, another pony. We both crawled slowly. He looked WAY stronger then me. He looked at me and knew it. I quickly got up and tied to run past him. He grabbed my legs and pulled me to the ground. I tried kicking him off but he held me still. He got up and grabbed me by the neck and pinned me against the wall. I grabbed his hooves, trying to get him off me as he choked me. He slammed my head into the wall and continued choking me. In a panic I grabbed his head and thrust my hooves into his eyes, pushing them in. He yelled out and let go of me. I slid down the wall, gasping for air. I looked to my left and saw the thing that was chasing me run full speed at the stallion. I crawled back in horror as the thing tackled the stallion and attacked him. It began clawing at his stomach, tearing it open. He screamed in pain as I got up, turned and ran. I could hear his screaming as I bolted down the hallways. Eventually I made it to a large, open room. I leaned against on of the walls, panting heavily.

I caught my breath and took a look around the room. Blood all over the walls, body parts all over the floor. One intact body was laying on the ground, a type of blade in the skull. I slowly walked over and looked at the body, It looked decayed, rotted and nasty. The blade in the skull was a machete. I grabbed the hilt and tried to pull it out. It was stuck in there good. I put a hoof on the chest and pushed down and pulled. Eventually I yanked it free. I looked at it a little. I didn't want to stay here much longer, the smell...blech. I looked around the room and took to a slightly bigger hallway. I looked around carefully as I walked, no idea what the traps looked like. There was a loud static then that damn pony talking. "14 remain..." 14...? That poor stallion...he just died. I panted and looked around more.

"Fuck..." I walked down the hall quickly. All around I heard screams and hooves slamming into the ground, it echoed everywhere. It was hard to make out what was far and near. I looked behind me every now and then, making sure nopony or nothing was behind me. I came to a fork in the hallway. I went right. somepony was just...standing in the middle of the hallway. The hallway was at least four ponies from wall to wall. I couldn't see too well...this night vision shit was hard...I slowly walked to them. "Hello...?" The stood there still, on their hind legs. I readied my blade, getting closer. I was able to make more of them out...also to my regret...It was one of those things. It turned to face me, it didn't have its front legs. It screamed and ran at me, tackling me to the ground. My machete was flung from my hooves and I was on the ground. Thank Celestia for the no hooves or my insides would be all over the place. It kept biting at my neck, I held it back with one hoof while I tried to reach for the machete with the other. I looked down the hall...somepony was watching. "FUCKING HELP ME!!!" They stood and watched, then ran off. The things mouth was getting closer and closer to my neck. It was so...fucking strong. I finally grabbed my blade and slammed it into the things skull and pushed it off me. I got up, panting and looking at it. It was twitching. I went over to it slowly. It began convulsing and it got up with lightning speed and charged me again, pinning me against the wall with its body. I pushed it back off me and grabbed the machete and gripped the handle and pushed off its chest, yanking it out of its skull. I pushed it to the ground and slashed and jabbed into its skull, yelling out with each strike. I felt blood splatter all over my arms, chest, and face. After a while, I slammed down over and over on its neck until its head was removed, the continuously stomped on its head until there was nothing left but bone matter and brain tissue. I backed up and panted, looking at it. I turned around and walked down the hall, panting. There was a pony on there hind legs in the middle of the hallway, yelling in pain, I'd bet my ass it was the same pony who left me to die.

I walked over to them and went in front of them. They looked at me then down at their hind hooves. One was stuck in a bear trap, their hoof was a bloody mess. They whimpered.

"P...Please....help me..."

"You...fucking left me..."

"I didn't have a weapon...." I got down and tried forcing it open. He yelled louder, the thing was modded, it was a sawtooth trap, not just the normal, jagged ones. It was deep in his leg.

"Quiet! Do you want one of those things to find us?!"

"F-FUCK man!" I kept trying, him yelling more. I got up and looked around.

"Hold on I'll be back." I ran back to the thing I killed.

"DON'T LEAVE ME, MAN!" I looked at it and began hacking away at its leg. I grabbed the leg and ran back to the pony. I cut into it and took some of the bone out and gave it to him.

"When I open the trap up, stick that in there. I got back down and opened the trap, he yelled more and stuck it in the trap. I let go and grabbed the bone and tried to use it as a crowbar and pry the trap open enough for him to get out. It was getting closer and closer. He finally pulled it out quickly just before the bone snapped. He fell over, holding his leg. I didn't want to use the machete because I didn't want it to bend or snap. I went over to him and helped him up.

"T...Thanks..."

"I'm not here to kill anypony...only the fucker who put us here..."

"S...So the blood..."

"It's that things.." Static then the pony spoke up.

"Smile...you're on camera...everypony is watching..."

"The fuck does he mean...?" The stallion asked.

"In Canterlot..." Oh shit... "Manehatten....Fillydelphia, Las Pegasus...Ponyvile...Everypony is watching...Your family, friends...even the princesses..." He chuckled. "Thanks to the devices in your heads, they see what you see..."

"FUCK YOU!!!!" I Shouted.

"The rules have been explained to them...they all know how to play..." The voice went silent. All I could think of is my poor mother...she was watching....she couldn't be...he's lying. If he wasn't...

"Fuck...fuck..." I kept repeating. I dropped my blade. "Mom if you're watching...I'm sorry..."

"Sky..." The stallion said. "I haven't killed yet..."

"I haven't killed...only thing I have is one of those puppets..." I said. "Please don't say you saw that..." I looked at my machete and picked it back up. I went and helped the colt. "What's your name...?"

"Thunder Shock...you...?"

"White Tone..."

"Thank's for saving my flank..."

"No problem." I helped him down the hall.

"Where are you from?" He asked.

"Mane, you?"

"Ponyvile." I nodded. "Fuck...my marefriend...I'm gonna die here..."

"No you're not...we are gonna find this pony and bring them down..."

"What if he's not in here?"

"..." I didn't think of that. "He...He has to be..." I kept walking with Thunder. We came to a split in the hallway. "What way do you want?"

"Last time I chose it fucked me..." We went right. We kept going for a while Static then that voice.

"13 remain...."

"Maybe we can get through this without killing anypony..." I said.

"What about us...?" Thunder asked. "There can only be one..." He was right...."Fuck...you can kill me...just make it quick..."

"I'm not killing anypony..." There was a loud scream...it sounded like a mare. Me and Thunder rushed down the hall. We rounded the corner and there she was...two stallions were closing in on her. She was unarmed... "Fuck..." I put Thunder down. I couldn't let them do that...just the though of killing some defenseless pony....angered me...I gripped my machete and slowly approached from behind them. I looked back at Thunder, he was looking away.

"Stop moving...we are only gonna kill ya..." One said, laughing. I got behind them.

"Kill this..." I shoved my blade through the back of the stallion, the blade exiting his chest. The other looked at me and I quickly pulled the blade out blocking his attack. He had a knife, I had the upperhoof. I tried jabbing at him but he disarmed me. I looked at him.

"Fucking piece of shit...." I slowly backed up. "I'm gonna kill ya!!" He swung and I ducked, punching him in the stomach. He swung and I tried jumping back, but he got my front left leg, cutting it badly. I held my leg, looking at my machete behind him. I was gonna die but I had to...I ran at him, I dived, grabbed my machete and rolled. He ran at me and I spun around, slashing and getting his stomach. He backed up as both the skin and the abdominal sack had been sliced open. I sat there, frozen as his guts and intestines spilled onto the floor. I ran up and pushed him to the ground, slashing and stabbing his chest. The other pony was trying to crawl away. I kicked him on his back and did the same thing, slashing and stabbing his stomach and chest.

"12 remain..." The one I was on was still screaming. I yelled and slammed my machete into his head. "11 remain..." I panted and backed up, looking at what I have done. I could feel blood rushing down my leg. I was covered in it even more. I looked at the mare, who was frozen, looking at me. I pulled my machete out of the stallions head and went over to the knife, grabbing it and tossing it to the mare. I went back over to Thunder.

"Thunder...you okay...?" I asked.

"So much for not killing anypony..." I sighed. All I could think about is my mom...if he was telling the truth...she saw all of that...

"She was unarmed...I couldn't let her die..." I helped Thunder up and began walking.

"WAIT!" I looked back, the mare was up and limping towards us. I turned around with Thunder. She looked at me. "Why didn't you kill me...?"

"You were unarmed...it's not right...fuck those are the only two I killed...I don't want to kill but...I couldn't stand to see that happen..." She hugged me.

"Thank you...please...I have to get out I have children at home..."

"I know...." She got off me and looked at me. I sighed. "Come on...let's go...we have a better chance in a group.." We began walking, never thought I'd make anysort of friends in this situation...kinda funny. We walked down the wall, hearing the static.

"10 remain..." A third of us were dead...me and the group looked at each other, then walked down the hall.