Sweetie Belle's Been Abducted

Chapters

Missing
Truths Darker than Night
Diary of a Mad Mare
The Dream
A feast For Mares
Insanity is Hereditary
Why?

Missing

It was getting extremely late. Her sister was nowhere to be seen and it was starting to make Rarity worry that she was deleted somewhere. What she couldn't know was that something much more sinister was developing right under her nose. As sophisticated as she was, she had a hard time organizing her thoughts properly. Of course, that's why she relied on Applejack so much as of late. Aj wasn't just a hard-working mare, she was thoughtful and organized and that helped Rarity get through a lot of rough spots.

She wanted to tell Applejack that she may have developed certain feelings for the mare. She decided against it since her own parents werent exactly keen on those kinds of " relationships". After seeing how Lyra and Bon Bon acted around each other she started to wonder if AJ might see her the same way. While thinking about that Rarity noticed that Sweetie was still late coming home. HEr and her friends were always going on "adventures" as they called them.

The only adventures she had gone on were with her friends, or Spike when they'd go gem hunting together.

She levitated her clock over to where she was sitting and stared at it for a while before looking towards the door once again. If Aj were here right now she'd tell her to stop worrying so much and just be patient. But that was the real problem now. It had been three hours since Sweetie Belle had left and she still hadn't shown up or even called to tell Rarity that she'd be late getting home.

Rarity was overprotective of her little sister all the time. Even when she was hanging out with her friends Scootaloo and Applebloom. She checked her clock one more time before sitting down on her sofa. She could feel a certain question creeping into her mind.

"I wonder what's taking Sweetie so long," Rarity thought to herself. She tried to keep her mind occupied until her sister got home. She worried about her sister more than she should have. That's what she kept telling herself as she organized her sewing supplies. She had several orders to fill this week and Sweetie Belle was going to help her get her orders finished. Rarity was so proud of her. Not only was she improving in her own seamstress skills, Sweetie was also showing just how good she was with helping around the shop. Rarity was so proud of her little sister. Their bond as of late had been getting stronger and they both knew it.

Her sister was also proving herself to be a good assistant when Spike wasn't around. The other night the mare finally admitted to herself that perhaps she was ready to take her relationship with Spike to the next level. And not only was her feelings towards him getting stronger, she also felt it was time when she had recently seen him carrying around a plushie of her that she realized how smitten the little drake was with her. While all this was taking place, something dark was stirring in one of her own friends.

Rarity never really suspected that one of her own friends could be capable of something so dark. She didn't know about Pinkie's life outside of what she had told her friends. All Rarity knew was that she had grown up on a Rock Farm. What she didn't know was that Pinkie was subjected to psychological abuse at the hooves of one of her aunts. Or the fact that her aunt looked like Pinkie's doppelganger to a degree.

While she was waiting for Sweetie Belle Rarity thought some more on just how she'd reward Spike for all the times he had helped. Her thoughts drifted to a certain mindset. The kind that involved lewd if not raunchy scenarios. She was a bit conflicted though. She wanted to please Spike, but she was also developing emotions for Applejack. She knew that was a closet lesbian, but she still felt the need to have a cock inside her sometimes. And she had developed certain oral skills over the years. The kind that required a long hard staff at times. Her mind was in the gutter right now.

"Tomorrow, I'll have to ' reward' my little Spikey Wikey with some alone time." The fashionista smirked to herself. By Alone time, she meant sucking him off. Her skills in that regard were quite exceptional. He was a lot older then Twilight had realized. he was at least 18 now even if it didn't look like it. But she caught a glimpse of his dragon cock and her face turned crimson. That was the moment she decided that she wanted it stuffed inside of her flank.

Another hour passed and Rarity decided to get in touch with the girls to find out what was taking her little sister so long with coming home. She visited Twilight first to let her know what was going on. Both of them began searching for her little sister. The two mares did everything. Called out Sweetie Belle's name, asked neighbors and still nopony had seen her. It wasn't until the next morning that the news broke. And both of them were stunned at what was being said in the Newspapers and radios. Radios had just been released to the public after Celestia had deemed them an important addition to Pony life. And it was all thanks to Lyra Heartstrings' research into humans and their culture that the Princess of the Sun had finally allowed their existence to be revealed.

My name is Pinkie Pie....

The Randomness that exudes from Pinkie was always one of those things that made Twilight Sparkle feel like she could come unhinged at any moment, and it was the main reason why she tried to study her party pony friend on more than one occasion. It could also be said that in some circumstances, she was just unprepared for a pony like Pinkie. That was something that she learned to take to heart when they were together. Of course, not all stories are as bright and happy as those ones were, at least not now. Pinkie would live long enough to see herself become the villain. And it would not be a pretty sight, especially after what she had just committed against one of her best friends.

There had always been a certain dichotomy to Pinkie Pie. On the one hoof you had that bright cheery smile she always gave ponies to lift their spirits. On the other hoof there was a darkness inside her that only came out around night time, constantly taunting her and telling to do bad things to her friends. She never listened to that voice for the longest time. After her party for Gummy's birthday, everything had started to change.

More and more she became convinced that her friends only went the party in the end out of pity for her. That voice in her head kept telling her that they were keeping something from her. That they only came here because they felt sorry for her and nothing more. A voice that always been there to be honest. A voice Pinkie realized that belonged to her first imaginary friend.

Why is it that some ponies become famous for being the hero when other times they are the villain of their own story. Pinkamena Diane Pie was not your typical mare. To her friends, she was simply Pinkie Pie, and even then she was a complete and utter mystery to them. She could pop out of nowhere and catch Twilight off guard so many times, and yet the lavender Alicorn was accustom to it now. When she first met Pinkie as a Unicorn, she took it upon herself after they became friends to study the pink pony's random behavior. She came to the conclusion that no matter how hard she studied her friend, it got her nowhere. So she just learned to accept it, despite the obvious.

And then there's the other side of the coin. Pinkie didn't realize until much later in her life that she had two aunts that were completely insane, and that it was just her misfortune that it ran in her blood as well. There was an old adage that her father used to recite to her before going to bed on the Rock Farm, " One mayest be the hero of thine own story, but can soon find they've lived long enough to become the villain,". That was something that Pinkie had always tried to keep out of her life.

After the events that exposed her to the Sonic Rainboom created by a young rainbow maned Pegasus, It was at that part of her life that made her decide to move out. After the sonic rain boom, yet before she got to Ponyville, she would encounter someone that her parents had never spoken to her about, but she'd learn all the grisly and horrid details that her parents had tried to protect her from. There was a constant hum in the air, like bees returning to a hive. But what was making that sound? She'd find out soon enough.

What is that makes some ponies tick? What exactly leads one to commit a crime so heinous that there's no other recourse for them but the darkest of acts? Those that commit some of the most gruesome acts in history most likely have a tragic tale behind them as to why they'd do something of that nature. This was the case for Pinkie Pie, and why she committed the most grisly act in the history of Ponyville, much less Equestria. An act that nearly cost the life of a friend's sister, and much more. A dark chapter from her past had come back to haunt her this night. It also shed light on something clawing inside of her mind. Something that had been asleep inside of her for years due to the help of Princess Celestia, something that urged for the chance to escape and kill again. A tortured being of jealousy and rage, something that was at one time an exact copy of herself, just not as restrained as her. Pinkamena.

"Hello?", Sweetie Belle squeaked.

Silence. Nothing but silence all around her.

Then out of the darkness came the echoing laughter of a certain Pink pony.

This is the tale of what took place that fateful day. And a series of events in the months ahead that no pony would live to forget. A tale of two ponies murderous carnage years before Pinkie Pie left her family farm to move to Ponyville. Something that happened before she becomes an Element Bearer. Something that her friends were unaware of ever happening.

Abduction is the worst fate that can befall a young pony, especially one as gifted as Sweetie Belle. She was the smartest in her class, and the most street smart among her two friends, AppleBloom and Scootaloo. The three fillies comprised the Cutie Mark Crusaders. A group devoted to discovering their cutie marks in any field, but together as friends. There had been many obstacles along the way, and mostly through what seemed like often hilarious antics, but in the end, they had done what they had set out to do the moment the three of them had become friends.

And to think the foal knapper was a pony that was as close to them all as their own families were.

Sweetie Belle was one of the most loved fillies among the residents in Ponyville, and her disappearance hit everypony hard, especially her sister, Rarity. It wasn't until later that her fate was even discovered, a fate she barely escaped from, but only to now be stranded in the clutches of a coma. It had been presumed that a mysterious stallion had abducted her for Celestia's knows not what. The truth, however, would be much more grisly and shed light on the past of a known friend and associate of her sister's. The earth pony known as Pinkie Pie was a mystery, even at times to her own friends. Those five mares that comprised the Elements of Harmony barely knew anything of her past before she came to Ponyville. The only one that knew anything about her was Princess Celestia, and she kept Ms. Pie's confidence years ago as to never tell anyone of it, not even her student Twilight Sparkle, one Pinkie's future friends.

Heheheheehe, didnt you know? Lifes a Party.

They had always attributed her behavior to how random she was known to be. But none of them knew the things she had been forced to do. Of the persona, she had kept locked up in her own mind for years now. None of her friends knew of the entity, the personality of the deranged Pinkamena, that their high energy friend was keeping away from the light of the truth. They didn't know about the twelve ponies that had been butchered in their sleep. Or the fact that Pinkamena had taken parts of their flesh and baked them into cupcakes and other assorted pastries in the insane thought that it would prolong her wretched life. The thing that would bring the most shock into their lives wasn't the fact that Pinkamena had tried to abduct Sweetie Belle, only to leave her victim alive but unconscious. Or that Pinkamena had initiated a relationship with Rainbow Dash while possessing Pinkie's body at night. How sick would that thought have been if Rainbow had found out? That the mare that she was having an affair with, wasn't really her friend but a possessive spirit occupying the same body?

It might have been enough to drive herself insane. To push her own sanity past it's breaking point. Even now she couldn't get the thought of it out of her own head. There were times she thought she smell her nearby, that sickly sweet scent of cotton candy and vanilla iced cupcakes. There were times her mind couldn't process the thoughts that surfaced when she thought about Pinkie Pie. She knew for certain that if Twilight ever found out, they'd both be skewered alive. She loved her, but that mare was not the most stable pony. Rainbow Dash saw first hoof how really that was during the Smarty Pants incident. Twilight had torn apart the entire town when she enchanted her Smarty Pants doll. And all because she had panicked over missing sending a friendship report to Celestia.

There were times Dash could still feel Pinkie's taste on her tongue, even when she was in bed next to Twilight. It broke her up inside that she had even gone through with something like that. If Twilight ever found out, she could have another manic episode like she did with her Smarty Pants doll. That was one event that Rainbow Dash never wanted to hear of, or even remind Twilight of herself. There were some scars that were best left alone so to speak.

And that Rainbow believed that it was Pinkie that was making this overture to her, even though she was in a relationship with Twilight. It was their little secret. They both had known how paranoid and sensitive Twilight could be at different times. Neither did they know that one of Pinkie's distant relatives would try to orchestrate an abduction of their own. Nor the history is hidden between the two mares.

When dark winds blow and foul things creep, only one thing will keep a certain mare from falling asleep. There are worse fates for some more than death. For the night is Dark and Full of Terrors.

Ponyville
a few days before the crime

Why is this pony following me, Sweetie Belle thought to herself. This figure had been stalking her for the last week and a half and she couldn't figure out why, or even what she wanted with a filly like her. It wasnt sex was it, since that would be disgusting, and traumatizing too. She had been following her everywhere. Sweetie could instantly tell from the size and proportion that it was a mare that was doing this to her. She followed her to school, and home. She told her sister about it, to the point Rarity went and got a restraining order against the mare in question. She had told Ponyville authorities that some figure was following her sister everywhere she went and that it was disrupting their schedule.

Rarity could tell that her little sister was more antsy than usual. She tried to pry it out of her but Sweetie still wouldn't talk about it. It wasn't until dinner time that night that her Lil' sister finally revealed what had been bothering her.

"She came by again," Sweetie stared at her food as those words slipped out of her mouth.

"What do .. wait, are you saying that mystery pony was harassing you again?," Rarity had a glint of fire in those majestic sapphire eyes of hers.

"Yes, her..", Sweetie Belle choked out before shoving some hay fries into her muzzle. She knew that Rarity had gotten a restraining order against this 'pony' but it didn't seem to faze them as they kept stalking her. Everything would change for her and Rarity in the next few days. In fact the night after next would even change both their lives. And maybe even bring them closer together.

Every pony wears a mask. Some are just harder to see through than others. The Rest of the Mane Six were on the verge of discovering this and seeing for themselves just how bloody one friends' past truly was. The question later though, would be which of them could stomach telling Rarity the truth about Pinkie when it was all said and done.

Of course, that was if they could track her down. Whatever had taken place the night of the abduction, it had altered her mental state. Not even Twilight was sure if they'd be able to repair that kind of damage.

The Night of the Abduction
Just outside of the Carousel Boutique

Oh, Rarity thought, Where is that sister of mine? That 'sister' of hers was coming home late from Sweet Apple Acres. It was starting to get dark out as Sweetie left the CMC's clubhouse. She closed the door and headed down the ramp. She couldn't wait to get home and spend time with Rarity. She figured they would find something fun to do after they were done with dinner.

Its getting darker out and she still isn't home yet, she thought to herself. It wasn't like her to be so late coming back from Sweet Apple Acres. Somepony would have told her if her sister had planned on staying late. Rarity started to trot towards the door to the entrance of the Boutique when she heard a noise behind her. She turned to see Opal clawing at the velvet drapes that she installed the other day.

"Opal!," she yelled," Bad, bad Opal!," She exasperated scream got through to the white cat enough that Opal dropped to the floor and scampered away.

Before she could even reach the door to the Boutique, Sweetie Belle felt something hard hit her in the back of the head. Everything became dark as she was rendered unconscious. One of Rarity's neighbors thought he had heard something akin to the sound of a thud, but must not have thought much of it, as the pony went back to whatever he had been doing before hearing that vague noise outside.

Rarity opened her front door to an empty street. Her sister was nowhere to be seen in any direction. For a split second she thought she saw the figure of a pony hauling a cart far down the street, she dismissed it as anything to be worried about. Little did she know that she had just seen the pony napper without realizing it.

"Sleep tight," a shrouded figure spoke with a bit a giggle as they put the now unconscious body of Sweetie Belle into the back of the cart they were traveling in.

A feeling of dread began to come over Rarity. She went back outside and looked in the direction of that cart she thought she had seen for a split second. She caught a glimpse of it in time to see it turn around the corner near Sugarcube Corner. She couldn't just chase after it without being entirely sure of what she had seen, so she decided to wait till morning and involve her friends. She got the sinking feeling again that something bad may have happened. Maybe even ... The Worst. Possible... THING.

15 Minutes prior to the Crime

IT was a dark, yet calm evening, as Sweetie was trotting back to her sister's house. She thought about what Rarity was gonna make for dinner as she got closer to their home. She never made it through the front door, let alone had a chance to knock on it. No pony saw her enter their home, much less noticed her anywhere else in Ponyville. Sweetie Belle had been abducted right in front of her sister's porch. After Rarity noticed that her sister had gone missing, she instinctively panicked and called the Ponyville police Department. The Police department consisted of former Royal Guards that had been requested by Princess Twilight to make up its core department of units.

They worked around the clock to find anything that would help them bring her back alive at all costs. Then there was a break in the case. The owner of the local grocery store saw a filly matching her description being forced into the back of a Carriage. Somepony had placed a sack over her head and shoved her into the trunk of it. The owner wrote down the plate number of the carriage in question and gave it to police when they came back to question him some more. The Police ponies traced the carriage to an area just outside of Ponyville, where they also found Sweetie Belle, with a bloody gash to the left temple of her head. It was as if something had struck her in the head with that stave. There were also traces of dark magic around the place of impact.

The plate number came back to the most unlikely of sources. Pinkie Pie. One of the stallions had known though that Pinkie and Rarity were friends and couldn't bring himself to reveal the name to her, only that they might have located something that could lead to her sister. he could tell Rarity was still in shock over Sweeties' absence in her life at the moment. He told her to stay calm and that everything would be sorted out.

Surprisingly she wasn't dead, but she might have been better off that way. The Forensics ponies that arrived did a thorough examination of the Carriage and the surrounding area. The weapon was located not too far from the Carriage, hidden under a bush just a ways away from it. Staves were rare in Equestria, but they were known to exist. Any crime involving one was met with the harshest punishment. The weapon in question was a stave. Weapons like this were only known to be used by the highest level Unicorns, at some point, the Royal sisters had banned them for their power to invoke demons and other kinds of living Nightmares into existence.

One such example occurred half a century ago when a unicorn mage used one to try and bind a demon to the mortal plane as a slave. The being had such immense power that the mage banished it back to the daemon world, but not before he used his magic to gouge out his eyes, leaving him blind until the end of his days.

Another tale told of a powerful unicorn mage that ultimately bound a daemon to his own pony soul, and then instructed others around him to seal him away in a cave, never to be found again. The cave entrance had been caved in on purpose and runes carved into the rocks to prevent others from entering. Rarity had absolute faith that she and her friends would be able to find who could have done this to her sister by morning. And of course, help from the police would certainly be appreciated as well. They had jobs to do after all.

Then the Case hit a road block. The Police ponies located their alleged suspect, but there was a small snag in arresting their suspect. They had evidence that she had been obsessed with the filly for some reason. A month before the crime, her sister Rarity had discovered somepony spying on her little sister. So she had a restraining order filed against her. It turned out she had been stalking both of them for some time. She even felt she was still harassing her sister near the school house. What Rarity didn't know, but would soon, was that the pony that had been tracked down had been using a magic pendant to hide their identity.

And that her sister was going to be used in a most gruesome ritual.

The Ponyville Hospital
Just outside of the Front Doors of the ER

Rarity was panicking when she got to the hospital. How could this of happened? Why? Her mind was so filled with questions that she couldn't focus at all. She waited with baited breath to find out if her sister was still alive after this horrible ordeal. The doctor, along with Nurse Redheart, came out to give Rarity and update on Sweetie Belle's status. She listened to them as they described Sweetie's health condition. It wasn't exactly good, but it wasn't bad either she thought. yes her sister was 'alive' but unless she woke up right away she would be in a constant vegetative state the doctor told her. And all this was occurring while Rarity also awaited news from the Police on whether they found who had done this to her sister.

They found out who had done it alright, the only problem now was getting access since Celestia dived in and overtook jurisdiction on the matter. The Princess wouldn't delve into details, just that what she told her guards was the truth, in a manner of speaking, that the nature of pony of interest had been deemed of utmost urgency. That they needed to be taken into custody at the first most opportunity.

So as it happened that when the Police ponies went to go arrest her, 4 of Princess Celestia's Personal Guard showed up and pulled their suspect into a Royal Carriage. One of them turned to the Police Ponies and said something about " National Equestrian Security" and that the suspect was officially "Off Limits" to the likes of them.

A few hours later and one of the Police stallions found Rarity outside of her sister's hospital room. Rarity was a bit taken aback by what the police sergeant told her when she came to check up on the progress of the case. What would Celestia need to hide by taking the only suspect they tracked down into Royal custody? She couldn't help but think that maybe Twilight would be able to clear this up. She was close to the Princess after all. Rarity decided to talk to her alicorn friend and see if she could provide her with any insight.

But for now, her sister was lying a hospital bed hooked up to life support systems. There was no clear way of telling how much damage had been done, and if or when she would regain consciousness at all. All Rarity could think of was to stay by her sister's side no matter what. Even if she came out of this somewhat disabled, Rarity would devote her full time to her care. This might have been that one kind of event that would alter her life forever. Her sister would be her top priority, not her Boutique.

Author's Note

This is gonna be so much fun to write. I always loved dark, mystery type novels and stuff. and i loved the Episode Rarity Investigates, as well the Turnabout storm Animation series . I am currently revising and working on this story. Dont expect alot of updates from me while i work on this. But i will let someone know when this is all done and stuff like that.

Just added a little more of a detailed openner. Ill be updating this as much as i have the time for.

Truths Darker than Night

Author's Note

Im constantly updating this, while listening to Pinkie's Brew Remix by the LivingTombstone >:)

Truths Darker than Night

While she was organzing her Gem collection at home, Rarity couldn't stop thinking about what had happened with Sweetie Belle. It was constantly nagging her. There were times where it felt like her mind was being flooding with a thousand different and varying emotions, each conflicting with the other.

Why would she do something like that the alabaster mare thought to herself. Why in Celestia's name would her closest friend ever resort to something like that. Why in Equestria would Pinkie Pie resort to foalnapping Sweetie Belle? She couldn't make any sense to it. Whats more, she felt that she needed to confide her feelings to somepony and the only one that she could think of was Applejack.

Before she left for Sweet Apple Acres, another pony was already on their way there. Another of the Cutie Mark Crusaders had apparently gone missing and they were frantically looking for the missing filly. Nothing this dark had ever happened to them before now.

Sweet Apple Acres

Later that Afternoon

Applejack was working late into the evening on the farm, when she received a late night visit from a certain pegasus speedster. She could tell that there was panic laced into Rainbow Dash's voice. She was hysterical near the point of being frantic. She had to calm her friend down as to find out what had happened that freaked her out so much. Someone had broken into her cloud home, and ABDUCTED Scootaloo. She had entered her bedroom just in time to spot the intruder with Scootaloo tucked under the hooves, unconscious. Why would anyone want to abduct Scoots. She had tried to give chase but lost them after they had rounded a dark patch of clouds. At first she couldn't keep track of what direction that they had taken off in. She figured if anypony could help her it would be either Applejack or Twilight. Later that night it all returned to her, and she rallied her friends and took off in the direction that the abductor had flown off in.

She had to make sure she didn't go too fast, for the ones that couldn't fly and would feel like they had been left behind. She planned to do all that, right after stopping by the Castle and getting some more assistance.

As she approached the Castle, Twilight was just coming out. Rarity could tell right away something was troubling her. When she asked her alicorn friend what was wrong, Twilight told that she was on her way to Sweet Apple Acres. Apparently Scootaloo had been taken from Rainbow Dash's cloud home, So her and AJ both requested Twi's help in figuring this event out. As she accompanied Twilight there, she told that Sweetie Belle had been recovered after someone tried to abduct her as well. Twilight's heart noticably sank when Rarity told that her little sister was now in the hospital with a bloodied wound to the head, and that she have to be on assisted Care if she ever wakes up.

Somewhere 2 miles outside of Ponyville

Scootaloo opened her eyes to see a darkly lit room. Where was she, she thought to herself. It didn't take her long to noticed she wasn't alone. She could barely make out the figure of another pony in the same room with her. She'd come to the grim realization that this might be her last night alive, but she still held out hope that somepony might of seen her being foalnapped and had gone to get her help. It was a slim possibility but she still hoped it might come to that.

"Goodie, your awake!," A pegasus mare said as Scootaloo woke up to find herself in the basement of an abandoned bakery a couple of miles outside of Ponyville. It was located in what could be deemed a ghost town. No.NO>NO>NO. Scootaloo thought to herself. Was it really true that Pinkie was a serial Killer?!?. Wait she thought. Why.. does Pinkie have WINGS? She looked just like Pinkie Pie, she sounded like her, was bouncing up and down like the pink earth pony. But there was a major difference, this Pegasus lookalike was cream colored with a Blonde mane instead of being pink all over.

And the sad fact was that Scootaloo had no idea what occurred earlier in the day to Sweetie Belle. Nor did she know that this Pinkie lookalike had been responsible for a series of disappearances and twelve brutal murders in six separate cities. They called her the Grin Reaper. Apparently when she was done carving her victims up, she'd etch a permanent smile on their faces. It had been speculated by some in law enforcement that she either had an accomplice, or that she acted alone. Because of the striking similarities, Scoolaloo wondered if she was the reason some ponies had become afraid of Pinkie Pie as of late.

"Pinkie... is that you?," Scoots said kind of groggily.

There was an eerie silence before her foal napper decided to speak.

Scootaloo couldn't have been more wrong.... but she could see at least a slight resemblance. It wasn't until the cream colored pegasus double revealed who she was. This was not Scootaloo's expectation, but it did make it all the more clear. She'd also become one of the few that come to hear of Pinkie's past, and that would a secret she would keep to herself no matter what. How would the pink pony's friends understand if they knew that she was a killer at one point in her life? A point she was obviously trying to run away from.

"Pinkie Pie?," The doppelganger said with a puzzled look on her muzzle," No, That's my niece." She said with a wicked grin.

Where had Scootaloo seen a grin like that before? It stuck out like a painful memory. She remembered now. She had seen a smile like that slide away into the darkness of an alleyway in Ponyville. The night she became an orphan. When her father died. The Ponyville Police department was never able to track down who killed him. It had been as if the killer just vanished into the darkness.

That and she never knew who her mother was. Her dad had told her that mom had been forced to leave them when she barely been born. That her mom wasn't sure about raising a foal and that she needed some to time to fix the problems in her life. But right now, all she could do was focus on surviving, and hoping that Rainbow would come to save her.

"My name is Surprise Pinkis Diane Pie," the cream colored pegasus told Scootaloo, " But you can just call me Surprise, and the last face you might ever be graced with." She was pretty sure of herself. A typical sign of somepony suffering from acute psychosis. Scootaloo could also tell that 'Pinkis', as she decided to name her captor, was the complete opposite of PInkie. Instead of being overly and outwardly energetic, this one was more closed off and a little reserved. And it scared the young orange pegasus, for she couldn't tell is this one was lying or not. As random as Pinkie Pie was, she was also extremely steadfast to her friends at times. At least she was now.

Niece? Pinkie never told anypony that her aunt was a Pegasus, let alone a sadistic killer. Did Pinkie even know about this? Did anypony else know where she was being held? She started getting the sick feeling that no pony knew where she was. Would anypony even discover she had been taken from RD's cloud home? All these questions were drifting around the young pegasus' mind, and there wasn't a positive answer to be had at all. Little was known about Pinkie's extended family outside of her parents and 3 sisters. The only one that knew something about them was Applejack, but that was limited, and only because she and Pinkie had discovered that they were distant cousins separated by least 5 generations. But even then that still made them family in each other's eyes.

She also didn't realize that Ms. Pie was nowhere to be found in Ponyville. She had disappeared on the same night that both Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle had been abducted. She didn't know about Sweetie's current condition, but she would soon enough.

Scootaloo didn't know that Rainbow Dash and her friends were close to finding her though. Even if they did find her, it would still take them awhile to get here, wherever here was. Even with general directions, or guided assistance, they still had to go door to door, building to building. And by then she might as well be dead.

She didn't know at the moment that Rainbow Dash remembered she had seen the direction where Scoots pony napper had flown off in, it just would take them a moment to get there. She had the uncanny ability to catalog everything she noticed when flying. It had been because of that skill that she had unknowingly mesmerized the History of the Wonderbolts over a year ago.

Please, she thought, please find me before its too late. The cream coated pegasus just stood there staring at her young victim. There was a bit of a haze that seemed to gleam off of her yellow hued eyes. Scootaloo watched as she produced a long, curved, carving knife from a pouch hanging around her neck. This was it she thought.

I'll be with you soon Daddy. She closed her eyes, waiting for this to end. But it didn't.

The door to the basement caved to the force of a cyan colored Pegasus. Rainbow Dash spun and bucked the cream coated Pegasus right in the jaw, sending her reeling onto the floor. RD trotted over and freed Scoots from her restraints.

"How, how did you get here so quick?", Scootaloo asked her 'honorary' sister, with noticeable gratitude.

"Turned out that after she snagged you, I had remembered I saw the direction she flew in, but I wasn't sure until Twilight recalled hearing about something happening near a town that had been abandoned," As they left the basement that had served as her temporary prison, Scootaloo turned and told Twilight that their suspect was related to Pinkie Pie. The pegasus mare turned to Twilight and laughed as she was thrown into the Police Carriage that they had arrived in. She had the most psychotic look in her eyes, and yet the laughter that echoed from her was as cold as the grave.

"Just so you know Princess.... While you were coming after me, a dear friend of ours was helping to procure another small treat," The cream coated pegasus blathered as they shut the door to the police Carriage behind her. What the hell in Celestia's name did that mean Twilight thought to herself. What Twilight would soon come to know was that their most energetic friend and comrade, the Element of Laughter, was, in fact, part of a two pony serial Killer team. And something that Pinkie herself had tried to put in the past in order to make a new life for herself. The only other pony in the world that knew of this had been Princess Celestia.

But she couldn't escape her past as much as she wanted to. Late one night at Sugar Cube Corner, her aunt had tracked her down and enlisted her help for one last "job" as she had called it. After that, she promised to be out of Pinkie's life for good. And her niece believed her. Apparently, they were going to ponynap to young foals and use them in some kind of Dark Magic ritual that would prolong their lives. They had attempted to do so years ago and it led to the deaths of twelve ponies. It also had the misfortune of binding a demented soul to Pinkie Pie, thus giving birth to an alternate persona named Pinkamena. Pinkamena couldn't physically act on her own, the persona had to wait until Pinkie had fallen asleep in order to gain temporary control of the Pink earth ponies body.

There were two signs to be noticed when Pinkamena was in control. Pinkie's mane was flat and deflated, and her coat's color became nearly a mute gray. The only other one that became aware of this was Princess Celestia. Years ago she had learned of ponies going on what was termed at the time 'Spree Killings'. She never was able to catch the leader but did manage to happen upon the second pony in the group. That pony being Pinkie. This meeting had taken place over a year before Twilight had moved to Ponyville.

Celestia could tell immediately that Pinkie was filled with so much guilt and remorse over what she and her aunt had done that Celestia decided to spare her from serving time in the Canterlot Jails. She also became aware of Pinkie's Alter ego through their conversations that day. Celestia devised a spell that would allow Pinkie to maintain control of her body while keeping Pinkamena locked away in a corner of her mind. She advised Pinkie that there would be certain instances that would allow Pinkamena to manifest mentally, but never physically.

The princess of the Sun couldn't have been more wrong in the end.

Pinkie Pie learned that those instances would be around certain kinds of magic and during a full moon.

The Canterlot Center for the Criminally Insane

Celestia stared through the observation glass into the room where Pinkie was being held. It pained her to see a pony that she had helped overcome a horrible situation, a pony that she eventually came to be friends with, have to suffer like this. She could tell that it was Pinkie under that amulet's disguising spell. And what she saw chilled her to her very core. Pinkamena was in FULL control, with the other being nothing but an observer in her own body. Pinkamena had found a way to overcome Celestia's spell enough that she could take control of Pinkie's body at night and retain control of it during the daylight hours too.

And to make it worse she could maintain Pinkie's Fluffed out mane style. There was no way for her friends to know whether it was the real Pinkie they were talking to or not. NO way for them to know what kind of danger they could be in if her murderous impulses kicked in. As Celestia watched Pinkie with great sorrow and remorse, she didn't know about the new inmate that just been dropped off by the Royal Guard.
Unfortunately, these two would be sharing a 'room' together until they either processed or discharged the next morning. Surprise was probably the last pony that Pinkie wanted to see. But she wouldn't have a say in the matter, seeing that Pinkamena was now in control of her body.

Celestia also came to the cold realization that if anything happened now, her spell would be useless and she'd be forced to banish Pinkie or keep her locked up in the Canterlot Cells. It would also be a decision that would render the Elements of Harmony useless in the future. But the Princess kept holding out hope that something could be done to save her. She feared also that if Twilight found out she knew about all of this, it would destroy any faith her former student still had in her former mentor.

Diary of a Mad Mare

Canterlot Hospital for the Criminally Insane

1..2.. Pinkamena's coming for you
3..4.. Better lock the doors
5..6.. Time to stay up late
7..8.. Never sleep again

Go away, she said in her dream. But the pony only stared back at her, with those empty hollow eyes piercing through Rainbow Dash's soul.

"It's time to begin,", The pink mare chimed. She was so happy and yet there was a part of her that wanted her to stop this nonsense. This was their friend after all. She could feel it in her bones. She wanted to end it right now if she could.

"Please, Pinkie, you can't do this, I'm your friend." Rainbow pled with her. She was literally crying as Pinkie prepared to cut off one of her wings before cutting her stomach open.

"Sorry, Dashie but I don't make the rules, your number just happened to come up," the Pink mare sang.

"Bye Dash, It was nice knowing you!", she had sung loudly. Dash began to scream as Pinkie brought the butcher's knife down onto Rainbow's left wing. Dash felt a shock go through her system like a shot of adrenaline.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!", and with that Rainbow Dash bolted upright in her hospital chair. She had fallen asleep next to Twilight.

That Dream again, That Celestia forsaken dream came to her again, and she blamed this place for it more then she blamed Pinkie Pie. Or course it didn't help any that Pinkie was in Dire Straits at the moment.
It was the same nightmare every time this past week. Rainbow Dash couldn't sleep knowing that Pinkie had that kind of monster in her. Twilight had told her that she was going to visit Pinkie at the Hospital and that she should come with her.She made it to the emergency doors of the hospital, but after that Dash declined. She didn't want to go anywhere near her friend right now, not if after what she had been told by Twilight and the Princesses was true. Not to mention she couldn't get that damn rhyme out of her head now. She told Twilight she'd need time before she felt like visiting Pinkie Pie at all.

To be honest the pegasus wanted to be nowhere near Pinkie Pie, or even be within 100 yards of her. Her dreams were still fresh in her mind, and the panic she had felt that night was lingering in her mind like a bad penny. There was something else that was bugging her on top of all of this.

Something that she could not shake.

Why of all the mare's in the world did this have to haunt her every night, and why couldn't Dash shake the feeling that it this nightmare wasn't going away anytime soon. After what they all had been told, Rainbow could not bring herself to be near Pinkie in the condition she was currently in, at least not right now. She felt sick to her stomach just thinking about what Pinkie was going through right now. They pink mare apparently tried to kill one of the orderlies at the hospital as they tried to give her a sedative so she'd sleep. All she wanted was for that cursed voice to go away and stop plaguing her.

She had kept screaming about the voice in her head. How it constantly laughed at her every time she looked in the mirror.

Pinkie's Journal Entry # 1

Day 1

Sometimes its a bitch convincing others your not crazy, and its worse trying to convince them to let you go home. I told them i wouldn't hurt anypony, not even my friends, i just wanted to go home. My heart feels dead inside right now. It's not like I'd bury someone pony alive or give them poisoned cake or something. That was the past, I'm a different mare now. why-why why won't they let me go? It was Pinkamena that did those things before and after she possessed me, not me Pinkie Pie. Why can't they ever tell the difference? I was just a filly when I first learned the truth from her, though. Why did my parents and sisters hide this from me?

Twilight came to see me today. She said she wasn't sure when they'd let me go, but did hope it was soon. Everypony was worried about me. I told her missed the rest of our friends. She promised Dashie would come visit, but she never did. Maybe she heard about what had happened and was scared of me. Why, she's my friend, she shouldn't be scared of me. This jacket they put me in isn't gonna hurt her. They were forced to place me in a Straitjacket for fear of me harming myself or others around me. :(

I want her gone. I want Pinkamena out of me so i can go back to my friends. ON a bright note though, Dashie finally came to see me. I could tell right away she didn't want to be here. It kind of made me sad on the inside. I'd never harm her. But she keeps giving me such a pensive look like she's afraid I'd harm her or something. :(

Why won't they let me go! This is just silly, Like I'd harm anypony.

Day 2

My friends came by to visit me yesterday. They said they missed me. That they missed my wild parties, i know their just trying to protect me from the truth though. I'm never getting out of here because of them, because of 'her'. Their afraid of what she might do if she ever regained control of my body. I'm speaking of course of my alter ego Pinkamena. She refuses to leave me alone. I can hear her psychotic laughter in my head. I just want to go home. Home to my friends, to my room above Sugar Cube Corner. To Gummy. I.. I'm so alone here.

Day 3

Will you shut up! i keep telling her. Her laughter is keeping me from falling asleep again. The doctors tried to up the dosage on the tranquilizers but its not enough to keep her quiet. I can just feel my self-caving from the inside. Over and over like a broken record she keeps taunting me. I had a surprise visitor today though, Princess Celestia. I could tell she still felt bad about not being able to help me more than she could. I tried to tell her she did the best she could. That seemed to lift her spirits a bit. She told me that she could perform a spell that could separate Pinkamena from myself. In theory, she'd have her own body, which would mean they could arrest and sentence her instead of me.

There was a drawback though, if it didn't work she'd be permanently bound to me. I told her I'd give it some thought. She seemed to accept that. I just want her gone. Let her and my aunt rot in Tartarus for every crime they've committed.

Pinkamena: You can't get rid of me Pinkie, everything I've done was to ensure my, no, our survival. I'd never hurt your friends, cause their my friends as well. All the fun us and Rainbow Dash had when we went out pranking. OR the fact that I"M the one that made the first overture of love to her when you were asleep? That's right dearie, i took control of your body and professed my, our, love for that pegasus. She was a bit surprised at first, but after that first passionate kiss, she'd finally succumb to our loving embrace.

Pinkie: NO. you.. you're lying about that. Dashie would never be into a freak like you. Dashie's my friend and only my friend.

Pinkamena: Do you really think that? Your just hiding your feelings for her, but i know the truth Pinkie. This is not a dream my dear Pinkie, you wont be rid of me so easily. When i get out of here, Dash will be mine , Forever. She'll know my taste and only my taste for the rest of our lives. They'll never be able to separate us. My love will drive her to acts she couldn't be capable of thinking of.

Dashie is mine.

Pinkie Pie couldn't contain the nightmare she was having. She could see Pinkamena and Dashie standing over somepony's withered and dead husk of a body. Their twisted laughter echoing in the night. She could see the two share a twisted and passionate kiss before running off into the blackness that was the night. All she could think of was that dream, that nightmare. The more she thought about it, the more Celestia's offer frightened her more than anything else. What it by giving Pinkamena her own body, she still managed to convince Dashie that she was Pinkie and that she had romantic feelings for her. Pinkie thought for a moment and realized as sick it was to think of, Her alternate self was right. She had denied her true feelings for Rainbow Dash for all those years.

Or was this just another one of Pinkamena's sick and twisted mind games. Pinkie understood that Rainbow Dash and Twilight had been dating for the longest time. They had even talked possibly getting the knot tied when all of this mess had started.

If only Pinkie knew that somewhere in the multiverse she was living a much happier life then right at that moment. She could only stare at the mirror that was nailed to the cell she was in and frown. For a split second she swore she saw Pinkamena in the mirror laughing at her. She wanted to rip the mirror off the wall and shatter it into a thousand pieces.

Of course if she tried that, the doctors might think she was trying to harm herself.

Pinkie couldnt take it anymore, she wanted to throw herself from the highest rampart of Canterlot Castle if it meant an end to this horrible nightmare she was constantly having. Her life would of been better off if her damned aunt have never shown her face in Ponyville that night. Her dreams were haunted by the screams of their victims again and again all those years ago. She was still thinking of Princess Celestia's offer to separate her and Pinkamena into two different bodies. It still lingered in her mind what Pinkamena had said about Dashie. There was no way in Tartarus that Rainbow Dash could ever fall in love with a mad mare like her counterpart. It disgusted her to think of it any further.

She did however admit to herself that she, Pinkie Pie, did love Dashie. She had just blocked it out for the longest time. It wasn't something that she had ever wanted to consider. She had always thought she'd find a nice stallion and settle down. But, apparently this wasn't going to be the case at all. It wasn't like she didn't know that her other friends were that way. She thought it was nice that Rainbow Dash and Twilight had been in that kind of relationship, but she herself had never thought of her friend that way. She didn't want to be the kind of mare that stole another's special somepony. The more she thought about it , the more she wondered if Pinkamena was out right lying to her when she had said that her and Dash had shared a kiss. Wouldn't Twilight of noticed or been suspicious if it had been true that Rainbow was sleeping with another mare behind her back?

What exactly is it that makes a pony tick? Is it love, passion, anger, jealousy? All of those words could used to describe Pinkie at times. The last two also described her alter ego. Pinkamena was passionate and yet could also be quick to anger after bonding with Pinkie Pie. IT was like a Jekyll and Hyde situation. Now one couldn't survive without the other. And it was only a matter of time before something unnatural split them apart again. And Pinkie would be glad for that day. She prayed that a day like that would grace her any day now. It was one of the few times she held out hope for something happy these days.

The Dream

What in Equestria is happening to me she thought. Why.. why am i standing over Twilight? And why is Pinkie bleeding from her chest. Oh no. no. no.no. Where did this Axe come from? And ... why is Rainbow Dash shielding herself from me? Am i going mad? Is this nothing but a nightmare?

That was when Rarity saw the most disturbing thing ever. When she looked in the mirror she saw not herself, but a flat and deflated maned Pink earth Pony. It was Pinkamena staring back at her. Even for a nightmare, this disturbed the white Unicorn to no end. Why was she seeing Pinkie's alter ego in her own nightmare? Then she saw something she should not of seen, almost as if bearing witness to a memory within a dream cycle. A figure came up behind Rarity and spoke in a familiar and regal voice.

Rarity was lost in her own thoughts that she didn't notice that she wasn't alone. She also didn't realize that she had fallen asleep at her work desk again. She was that distracted from everything that had been happening lately. She was worried about her sister and had exhausted herself by throwing herself into her work again. She had to keep herself busy she had told herself. She had over 3 dozen orders that she had to finish and she was only halfway through the second round of dresses and suits that had been ordered. Both of her stores were going to be busy through the upcoming fashion seasons. She pulled her head up in time to see somepony staring at her from the darkness. That was when she recognized the blue flowing mane that was attached to the pony in question.

Oh, she thought to herself. Am i dreaming? Why is Luna here. I should make sure she's been properly received. Its the proper thing to see to. Which reminds me, i must get with Twilight later and see how the poor dear is doing as well.

Rarity was usually more composed than this. Having somepony as royal as Luna visit her and she wasn't even well dressed for the occasion, even if it was a dream. She really needed to remind herself that she was hosting royalty. She didn't have any tea prepared at all. She walked over to a nearby mirror and checked her mane. Rarity turned around and attended to her guest.

Luna had to hold back a slight chuckle. She was only doing her job and yet Rarity still felt the need to go above and beyond with presenting herself. Luna approached her when she noticed the mare had something to ask her.

"Princess Luna, what brings you here by chance?", Rarity asked the Princess of the Night. After awhile she started to suspect that she might have fallen asleep while working again.

"I could feel a slight disturbance in the dream realm, and thus came to investigate," The Princess told Rarity. Why did that remind Rarity of a movie reference the unicorn thought to herself. 'It was as if a million voices screamed out, and were silenced all at once,', whatever it was a reference to, it did not seem the time nor place to think of it right now. These nightmares were not going to go quietly into the night as it were. By the look on Luna's face Rarity could tell that the Princess was worried about her. Rarity decided to share with Luna what was troubling her so much. She'd been having horrible nightmares lately.

That was when she finally remembered the reference. IT was that darn Hoof Wars movie that Rainbow had wanted the two of them to go see in theaters. She never was one that could get in to Space Operas. And it didnt help that she found it so droll. She forced herself to watch it since it was Rainbow who was asking to go. Anypony else and she'd of just told them her calendar was full that week.

These dreams that Luna was now sharing with her were frightening to say the least. And most of them... She didnt want to believe it but it was right in front of her. They were so vivid and horrible. But it was the pony at the center of them all that gripped her attention the most.

Most of them revolved around her friend Pinkie Pie. Specifically, her alter ego Pinkamena. These were not the kind of dreams that you'd want to remember when you woke up. In fact, most of them were borderline traumatizing. She wanted to wretch during a few of them. They were both vivid and horrific.

"I've been suffering from the worst nightmares lately, and worst of all i have been seeing her alter ego Pinkamena in a mirror", The White unicorn told the Princess of the Night. Rarity told Luna that she couldn't understand the last part of it though. She swore she could see Rainbow Dash strapped to a table and then blackness.

"That last part of the dream is a memory that your friend had buried for the longest time. It occurred after her exposure to an alternate reality, one in which she witnessed your friend Pinkie torturing that universe's version of herself. What she did not tell anypony was that while there, she rescued herself, but not before killing the Pink Pony. That memory has scarred her since, nearly convincing her that if it happened there, then it was only a matter of time for it to happen in this universe."

Rarity remembered that event. Twilight had made momentary contact with an alternate Reality and Rainbow Dash had been exposed to it through use a portal device of some kind. They had to wait over an hour for Rainbow to return to their dimension, when she finally did make it back she was visibly shaken by the experience. The mare didn't really go into detail, only that Pinkie was crazy and harming ponies in that place and that she saved somepony important to her from being killed by the crazed version of Pinkie that lived in that reality. Now after hearing Luna speak of this, she understood why Rainbow had kept most of the information from them.

She told herself that if she saw Rainbow again after this, she'd go to whatever movie she wanted. It was only right after seeing all of these dreamscapes that revolved around her. She could tell by the look on Luna's face that she had more to show her. She could tell that this pained her as well. These were the mares that helped her overcome her own fears.

That kind of trauma was something that the fashion mare didn't want to experience because she was unsure of how'd she would of reacted if put in a similar situation. She wanted things to go back to the way they used to be. That was a luxury now she decided.

Rarity couldn't believe or shake away that feeling the dream had her gripped in as of the moment. She saw herself towering over the body of one of her friends, and it scared her to no end. The weapon used for such a grisly scheme was bathed in a blue and cerulean aura, as it stay levitated in front of her. Not to mention what Luna had told frightened her as much as it made her sorrowful towards Rainbow Dash. To witness a reality that brutal would of made her numb like it did her friend. What she didn't know at the time was that their friend Pinkie Pie was being held in Canterlot. But they would soon. Rarity kept the detail about Princess Luna's visit to herself.

The horror of the dream paled in comparison to what she'd actually commit if she knew the truth about one of her 'good' friends. The only question now was did she have the patience and persistence to follow through if came to it, and see any course of action through if she needed to. Even if it was something that needed to be taken to the bitter end as it were.

Rarity's descent into madness was beginning. If the dream she was suffering through was of any sort of consolation, her friends were completely blind and oblivious to what she was suffering through right now. Her sister was in the hospital, a victim of something most heinous, and she'd do everything she could to make sure Sweetie Belle was well taken care of. The whole thing seemed like something out of a movie. But Rarity knew it was real. She could feel it as plainly as one of her work days. There was something amiss though, she snapped out of it when she noticed that Pinkie was nowhere to be seen. She would of been one of the first of their friends to stick balloons and other such items around Sweetie Belle's hospital room to cheer the place up.

She left the room for a moment and spotted Twilight coming out of an adjacent room.

"Twilight?", the white unicorn asked, " What are you doing here?", Rarity said albeit confused as to why her alicorn friend would be visiting the wrong room in her mind.

"I was just checking up on Scootaloo", Twilight answered," We recovered her last night from a ponynapper," The alicorn told her friend. Rainbow Dash had decided to fly her 'sister' to the hospital to make sure she was alright. That kind of action just put Scoots in more awe of her idol. It made the filly understand that Rainbow cared for her a lot. If she knew how to fly she'd repay Rainbow back for her kindness towards her. With her disability though, she'd never fly in the traditional sense. That's why she had that scooter of hers. But she decided to put that out of her mind for now. She had to get better for Rainbow Dash and her other friends.

"How's Sweetie holding up?", Twilight asked, already knowing the situation, but she still wanted to give Rarity an extra shoulder to cry on if came to it.

"They said she's stable now, but there's no telling if she'll wake up at all", Rarity started to break down. As strong hearted as she was for her friends, something like this brought back a very deep and painful memory. Many years ago, she had been walking through town when she came to rope bridge crossing a ravine near the Everfree Forest. Rarity was a foal then, so she thought she'd be able to cross it seeing that she was light enough. It wasn't until she was half way across when the ropes began to snap. The only ones that were close enough to her screams were Applejacks parents. They found her clutching the rope close to top of the ledge.

After all these years, she thought, I've held onto to that painful memory. I suppose its only proper, it was one of the few events that started Applejack and i down the path to friendship, and more, after all. Rarity continued to cry into Twilight's shoulder, the alicorn oblivious to what was going through her friends' mind.

"Hold on Darlin' , we gotcha", Applejacks dad yelled to Rarity.

As soon as they managed to get her up and over safely, the ground beneath them gave out. Rarity stood there and watched in horror as both Apples plummeted to the bottom of the gorge. Right as she screamed for help, a small tannish orange foal poked their head around the corner.

"What y'all screaming abou-", the filly stopped mid sentence when she went to investigate further. As she looked over the edge, her eyes began welling up with tears. Tears of pain, sorrow, and sadness as she came to realize that there were two ponies lying still at the bottom of the accident. And a light brown stetson sticking out of the rubble from the collapsed bridge. She turned to her friend and buried her face in Rarity's chest. The small white Unicorn could only hug a young Applejack, and comfort her in this dark hour. Even when she found out why, she was never angry at her friend. She kept sobbing into Rarity's white fur. And Rarity surprised her back by crying onto her friends shoulder.

Seeing her sister like this now, brought that memory back witih a roar. Twilight didn't know the circumstance herself, only that AJ's parents ha passed away years ago, but never the real reason for it. Twilight held her friend close. Rarity held the embrace as long as she could, and because she knew Twilight would do the same for any of their friends. They had been through so much together. There was a bond that not even time could break.

Almost like an echo she could hear a song faintly playing, almost like it was beckoning her. The lyrics just barely reaching her ears, she could make out a few of the lyrics.

Now that you have gone away
i feel so cold
why did i stay
remember Ill remember your face so pale...

The words were sad to say the least. But the song hit her in the heart strings just as strong as anything produced nowadays. All she could do was think of her sister, lying in that hospital bed, dead to the world, but not to her. She would do whatever it took to provide for her, even if it meant transfering ownership of the Boutique to somepony else. She had enough in the bank to last her for 5 years.

Author's Note

enjoy.

A feast For Mares

Somethings are best left unknown and hidden away from the world we know. And some things are best left to writihe in the light of sun. Rarity knew that first hoof, as did her friends. Everything that happened as of late felt like a cruel joke played upon her heart. Her sister was still in the hospital, hooked up to all those machines and breathing tubes and left forgotten to the world she once loved to play in with her friends. The other members of the CMC visited her bedside daily. Rarity could feel the pain pour out of AppleBloom and Scootaloo. Scootaloo was still in the hospital for extended observation, but was allowed to leave her hospital room to visit Sweetie Belle. To think somepony could of been capable of an act like that. Rarity, Twilight, and Rainbow Dash decided to ask her what happened while she had been held captive that night.

When Scootaloo had been held against her will , as she had described to both Rainbow Dash and Twilight, she had witnessed some very odd behaviour from her captor. The cream colored mare was constantly talking to herself like there were others in the room, when it was just her and Scootaloo.

"I know that father, But Commander Hurricane doesnt know the north like we do," the mare had spoken aloud, " I dont need an army, jut give me Twenty good stallions,", What was she on about Scootaloo thought.

The mare got a cold look in her eyes as she turned to stare at Scootaloo for a moment. What she said next nearly frightened the poor filly to death.

"If you think this has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention,", The mare said, a sneer creeping across her muzzle.

"She looked just like Pinkie Pie, only she was cream colored, and a pegasus not to mention," Scootaloo paused so they could let it all sink in. Did Pinkie have a relative that they were not aware of? The only other one that could shed some more light was Applejack, but she was out of town with the rest of the Family delivering their harvest to another town close to Ponyville. Something still didn't sit right, Twilight thought again. And where was Pinkie Pie during all of this? She'd be the first in here to spruce the room up. Not to mention make Scootaloo smile with all the party decorations. It was right then that Twilight felt somepony's presence in the door, and turned to see Princess Celestia. They all turned to wonder why the PRincess came without a royal escort, or even to the Hospital at all.

"I must speak with the three of you about something grave," With those words Twilight and her friends left Scoots Hospital room and into an empty room three doors down to listen to what the Princess needed to tell them. It had been the princess' decision to come and inform Pinkie's friends of what was going on. It would be an act that would not only humble her to her subjects again, but show Twilight once again that she could be a powerful ruler and still be flawed. What she was about to tell them painted a picture of their friend they had never known or wanted to remember at all.

2 years before Pinkie moved to Ponyville she had lived the life of a Gypsy after leaving the Family Rock Farm. The Pink earth pony got by most of the time when she was on the road. The farther she stepped from the boundaries of her old life, the more pain she felt. But she knew that her life had a purpose now. After seeing that Rainbow shockwave dance through the sky that day, she knew she had to venture into the rest of Equestria to see who else she could bring a smile to. Some ponies were completely open to her unique way of party planning, while others took a bit more effort to convince. When Pinkie was a twelve she came across a town that seemed completely devoid of life. And for good reason. Pinkie walked up to the front of one of the Storehouses only to glimpse something that scarred her for the longest time. There towards the back was another Pink pony, this ones coat and mane were muted and dull, like the life or energy from it had been drained. She just sat there with a crazed look in her near lifeless eyes. And then she cocked her head to one side and stared straight into Pinkie's soul.

Surrounding the mare were at least under a dozen bodies, all with missing organs. Their chests had been cut up and carved out like roast turkeys. It was a sight Pinkie would never forget. She had never seen a living embodiment of death before, and after she did it scared her like nothing else. She could feel the tears welling up inside of her over such a horrible loss of life. It wasn't long though before she came to the cold understanding that crazed mare was inches from her muzzle.

"Who... who are you?", The Pink earth asked her assailant.

"ehehehehe," were the only words this thing muttered before finally answering Pinkie's initial query, " Who am i?, Im Pinkamena dear.... Your past, present, and future incarnations," That made no sense Pinkie thought.

"Or if you must know in a more rational sense, Pinkie dear, I'm one of your Aunts." She said with a wicked smile spreading across her muzzle. Pinkie had heard that madness had a small chance to run in the family, but that was 5 generations ago from what her parents had told her. That and the two mares that had been known for it, had self destructed. But then it struck her, her parents and sisters might of hid that detail from her for a reason. This mare Pinkamena, LOOKED exactly like Pinkie. Her cutie mark was three blackened Balloons.

Something else that no pony knew now, was that some of Pinkamena's victims back then included two unicorns whose daughter would become a wandering vagrant until the filly learned how to perform stage magic. No one , not even Twilight Sparkle had known that Trixie Lulamoons parents had been killed by a psychotic mare. And Trixie herself wasn't aware of her parents passing at first until a mail pony came to the school she had been enrolled in. The Mail pony broken down in front of this azure filly when he had handed her the note with the sad news scrawled across the parchment scroll. Trixie started to cry before stopping herself from showing any signs of weakness right there in front of her class mates. She took the scroll, grabbed her school items and her lunch, and silently trotted of the school building and into the world. She got her first taste for stage magic when watching her idol Hoofdini perform on one of his last tours before retiring from the scene. He happened to take notice of a small Azure coated filly in the crowd, and invited her on stage. Right then and there Trixie Lulumoon earned her cutie mark. A star tipped wand lying over a crescent moon. It was the happiest day of her life. Even the pain she felt from the loss of her parents was washed away that day.

Flashback to the present.

Everypony in the room felt sick to their stomachs now. Even Rainbow Dash, and she had always put a brave face forward when something like that had been mentioned in passing. But it had never involved one of her own friends though.

Insanity is Hereditary

What exactly defines in true insanity. The scholars of Equestria have debated that sphere of influence for years. The Insanity inhabiting Pinkie Pie was some sort of sick and twisted inheritance. It was in her blood. There was no real way of getting rid of it. It would be with her for the rest of her life. And it was frustrating to say the least.

She wanted to ignore the voice in her head. It was getting harder and harder to do that lately. She found herself giving into it now more then she used to. What was more frustrating to ignore in the recesses of her mind was the laughter.

The Psychotic laughter that seemed to have no end.

Black Hole Sun...
wont you come....
wont you Come...
And wash away the Pain..

IT repeated in her mind over and over. Almost like song lyrics to music long forgotten by time. Pinkie felt like it was very fitting to the situation she was currently in now. She had tried to abduct her best friend's sister, and now that sister was lying in a hosptial bed, stranded in a never waking coma. She stared at the ceiling of the padded room she was being housed in, and couldn't stop thinking about what she had done, or how much she had hurt Rarity through her actions. All she wanted was to make everypony just smile, and here she found herself doing the exact opposite.

If Discord were still evil he'd of relished in the chaos and panic that she had created through her actions. Was it really her fault? Yes and no. It was Pinkamena's, but through her it wielded a power to unpredicatable to control. Rainbow Dash had always commented on how random she could be, or the fact that she could defy conventional physics at times. Now she realized why. There was a power in her that was unstable, and it's name was Pinkamena. And if Celestia had cast that spell on her, they'd be in more trouble because the power from Pinkamena was where Pinkie Pie got her randomness from. At least that was how she saw it.

There was also the fact that barely anything was known about Pinkie's extended family outside of her and Applejack being cousins. No pony knew exactly why Pinkie was the way she was most of the time. Her mother Cloudy Quartz lamented that she bore a striking resemblance to Granny Pie right down to the mane style and cutie mark. Granny had told Pinkie once that she'd face a great Calamity in her life in the future. That she'd be forced to confront the demon within her. Pinkie never really thought about it until these recent events.

What if all this insanity that was happening to her now was part of something bigger. Something hundreds if not thousands of years old? With everything that was going on, there was one constant thought. She wanted Pinkamena out of her body, that was decidedly sure. But she had no other way of going about it. Right on cue she thought.

"You think you can get rid of me, Pinkie?", her other half objected.

"Your just a meanie, that needs a extended timeout, far far away in another Galaxy!,", Pinkie shouted. Not anypony else could hear her, the room had been sound proofed recently. Apparently one her "episodes" had kept some of the patients awake at night. Another galaxy, or even another dimension. But of course that might doom whoever encountered Pinkamena to a grisly and over rated death. Not that it would matter much longer. She could hear hoof steps approaching the door to her cell. The door opened to reveal a very distraught Twilight and two doctors.

Apparently they had informed the princess that her friend would not be released to her custody like promised. Twilight had tried to set up a deal to where she'd look after all Pinkie's needs until the trial started for the foal napping case. Her and Surprise were to be brought up on charges of foal napping, and endangerment of Public Safety.

"I'm sorry Pinkie, i tried to get you released into my custody until the trial is set up but it backfired on me,", Pinkie could tell Twilight meant well as she spoke to the pink mare.

"It's ok, Twilight, at least you'll be there to see me right?", Pinkie asked her alicorn friend.

"Yes," Twilight said,"I'll be there in the courtroom,", she could that Pinkie was happy to hear that when she said it.

The Trial was set for the next morning. So Pinkie had to spend one more night in this Celestia forsaken place. And she had to endure that torturous laughter in her mind. She thought briefly that if she was found guilty and executed for her crime, that it might take Pinkamena to Tartarus along with her soul. Then she could rest and not listen to her cackling.

As Pinkie sat there in the darkness of the cell, Twilight turned to leave. All of this was weighing on her mind as well. She didn't like seeing Pinkie like this. No matter what was happening. The mare had always been there to make Twililght smile, so Twilight felt she had to do the same, especially now.

The more she thought about it, the more something Celestia had told her once drifted into her mind.

" My dear Twilight, some Mare's just want to watch the World Burn."

Why?

Asking why something happened was such a subjective argument. There was no real answer to a question like that. Pinkie had been deemed clinically insane by the doctors at the Asylum. There was no getting around that now. Twilight felt her heartbreak when the doctors told her that her friend would have to remain there after the trial. It meant the end of the road for the pink mare. Twilight could throw parties for the towns ponies, but it wouldn't be the same without Pinkie. She could never replace her friend in that regard and she would never try too. She could only succeed her.

The more they asked that question, the more she tried to stonewall them with no response. Why? because in all honest truth, Pinkie didnt have a decent explanation. she could tell that they were questioning whether she was really possessed or not. Wasnt it enough that she had explained to her friends when they visited last night that Pinkamena was the one responsible for what had happened to Sweetie Belle?

The more she thought about it, the more she started to doubt that any of this was even real. This could of been one of Pinkamena's sick and twisted Mind games that she loved to play on Pinkie. Nothing ever truly prepares you for the day that you find out your dead twin sister was inhabiting the very body that you thought was solely yours. Her parents had never told her the truth of what happened that night.

They had been conceived on the same day. Her twin only lived for 6 years before her death was covered up by Pinkie's parents. She had never even known that Holder's boulder was actually her sister's tomb marker. Limestone apparently was the one that had conceived of the idea of using the stone as a grave marker in the first place.

There were times where she felt she was being watched by an unknown force. She had thought to tell her friends, but figured they would just think she was being her weird and random self like always. She never realized till she had seen her parents file in the basement of Sugar Cube Corner in what was supposed to be her Secret party planning Cave that somepony had gotten in and scratched out part of her name.

And that whoever it had been had underscored in red pen the name Pinkamena.