In loving memories

"Then I'll leave you to it Spiky!" Rarity backed into the dark, leaving the purple dragon with Starlight.

"So, I was right all along!" Spike lifted his head high.

"What do you mean, right." Starlight responded.

"You were still evil! I knew that something about your reformation was weird. I always wanted to attack you with my green flames, but Twilight always said no. Until now that is!"

Spike walked behind the table and breathed the green flames on it. The table quickly became a frying pan as the heat combined with the painful stitches of the dress jerked Starlight.

Maintaining her smirk, she said, "Is that all you got? A baby dragon can't harm me, let alone Twilight's personal slave."

"YOU SHUT UP! SHE WAS FAMILY TO ME!" Spike's claws swiped at Starlight's face, leaving a cut.

"Aurora, bring in the egg." An egg-shaped furnace was brought into the room, Spike lit up the wood below. Letting it heat up, Spike lifted a branding iron, letting Starlight see it before he put it back in.

"Remember this Starlight?" the branding iron stunned Starlight. It was the same one she used to brand the mane 6.

"You should feel how my family felt!" Spike grabbed the branding iron and slammed it into her torso. The force and the sizzling of her flesh made her leak a tear out. She held back from screaming as the iron was kept there for 5 seconds, then increasing to 10, 15... 20... Then at 25 seconds, he removed it.

"Who's equal now, traitor!" Starlight gasped at the sight of her torso. A burnt equal sign was embedded in her body. The flesh beside it caved in. But Starlight still looked strong.

Maybe we need to top it up a notch.

The next time, he smashed the iron direcly into her face burning her right eye. She screamed in distress. From the void, Aurora's magic held her head straight. Spike pressed the hot metal deep into her flesh until she could only breathe heavily.

He gave her a little time to recover, until the iron was hot again, to be more precise.

Realizing that she was now partially blind, Starlight continued her crazy giggling.

This time, Spike would use the iron on someplace even more hurtful. He pointed to her lower abdomen and pressed it deeply within her flesh.

Starlights cries would now get so intense, her voice began to change. Her laughing quickly turned into a mixture of snapping and moaning.

Proud of his work, Spike would watch her for a while. It was now way more difficult for her to find back to her calm, condescending self.

"Big Mac, are you ready?" Spike cried out.

"Yup!" After hearing that, he backed away, the egg levitating with him.

“So that was it?” Starlight furiously cried after him, “That was nothing! I can go on forever like this!”

She started laughing uncontrollably.