Twilight's Tyranny

The smell of blood filled the deadly air. No one dared say a word. No one said or did anything to the murderer. They all stared in horror and the terrible sight. A loud crackle came from the murderer as she turned the small crowd. It had only been a few weeks- and most of the town was already dead. Either dead- or enslaved. The few ponies with their sanity left were still chained as slaves, but not mind controlled like the others. They were similar to monotone drones. In fact, the sane ones were sure that's all they were to the killer. She raised her hoof up high. The remaining ponies flinched back as she threw her hoof down into a pony’s skull.

“This is what happens when you disobey me!” She shouted at the small group of ponies. She made her way over to a small foal. “Unfortunately I cannot afford to hurt any more of you.” She turned around, her eye twitching. Her tail swished as she made her way back to her castle. As she walked down the empty corridor.
“SPIKE!” She yelled, and a small dragon was immediately by her side. She groaned as she took off her long robe and dropped it upon the dragon. She made a disgusted face when she looked at the blood-soaked robe. “That is disgusting. Have it washed.”

“Yes, princess.” Spike said in a monotone voice.

“Fluttershy and Discord are still locked up below?”

“Yes.”

“The meeting with King Sombra and Queen Chrysalis is still in order?”

“Yes.”

“And Princess Celestia is still on her way to undergo a duel with me?’

“Yes.”

“Good.” Her wings expanded as she reached the door to her room. "I will no the in here long. However, I want you to go around the castle and help the cooks feed the prisoners. Understand?"

"Yes, Empress." The dragon walked away and Twilight stepped into her room, slamming the door behind her. She leaped upon her bed, relaxing all her hooves in the soft cushion. Her horned shined as she levitated a book in front of her. She dipped a quill in a ink container on her bed table. She flipped the blank pages, raising the quill over the paper.

Dear Journal,

It’s been three weeks since I killed Celestia’s guards that came to Ponyville. More had come to take their bodies, which is pathetic. Celestia didn’t send out the note for a duel, but I have been hearing it from my soldiers from the inside of Canterlot. Queen Chrysalis and King Sombra will soon be in our castle meeting. Fluttershy and Discord have been sitting below for four weeks, and I still haven’t done anything to them. I should probably do that before Celestia gets here.

Twilight closed the book, standing up and leaving the room. She flipped her hair, of which had grown since her Tyranny had begun. Spike was almost immediately by Twilight’s side as she left the room.

“Gather my old friends, I have a need for them.” Spike nodded as he began to walk away. “And also,” There was a sudden dark demeanor to Twilight. “Bring my tools.”

“Yes, Empress.” Twilight began to walk away, huffing. A small unicorn with pink and purple mane was suddenly at her side.

“Good Afternoon, Sweetie Belle.” The small foal cowered below her.

“A-afternoon P-princess.” Twilight stopped in her tracks and snarled,

“How many times must I tell you it’s Empress! I’m not some puny “princess” like the weak Celestia.”

“I’m s-sorry.” Sweetie Belle stuttered. She raised a dark magenta robe up in Twilight’s face. “W-we washed it for you.” Twilight took the robe and wrapped it around her and walking away, saying nothing to the small foal. Sweetie Belle bowed her head and turned back into the washer room with her two friends. Twilight groaned as she walked the empty corridor. A part of her didn’t want to do this to Fluttershy because she was lazy. But at the same time, she needed an outlet. And there were many things Fluttershy had done that upset Twilight in past years of her life. As Twilight remembered these things, she charged right to the door that led to the dungeon. As she walked down the steps, she had various plans of torture in mind. She horn glowed a bright red, as a ball of magic appeared. Inside there was an image of Sombra.

"Empress," He greeted. "Is the meeting on schedule?" Twilight nodded.

"I might have to do a few..." She paused, once she reach the bottom and stared at the cell door that held Fluttershy. "Chores to take care of. I'll be there soon." Sombra nodded and began to move away. "Oh and Sombra-" The king turned to face Twilight. "Bring the elemets, please." The ball disappeared and Twilight glanced up at the cell. She laughed under her breath.

Soon...