An Equal of Torture

by Bro Dash

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark
Length: 3782

Spin off of Lucefudu's, "Trixie's Choice." Expect worse from me.

Spin off of Lucefudu's, "Trixie's Choice."

Having been told to keep look over Trixie, after a few notes to and from the Princess, Twilight did keep well track of her, via lots of magic use. Even granting her the ability to regret her actions and several other things at certain costs. But seeing as something went wrong, as well as her own magic being blocked by the coming events, Twilight witnissed her help turn to torture for the cerulean mare.

Now, Standing in front of the results of the finality which was her fault, Twilight is about to be the first to do something which hadn't been done in Equestria for thousands of years, maybe never before.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-07-11 22:44:01 UTC

Witniss

Watching the last of the event through the viewing spell Twilight had trained on Trixie, it closed up. The spell was only supposed to close when Trixie was dead, or worse. That way, she need only have her second emergency spell to take action, and bring her directly there.

But there was still something wrong. Photo Finish's magic was still blocking Twilight's. She couldn't even get to Trottingham via her quick portal spell. Casting more magic into the room, it rebounded and backfired, turning the spells trained on Trixie, all into bombs which blew up, thankfully not harming the house, but still throwing Twilight against the wall.

"Twilight! You alright?", Spike panicked.

"No. I lead Trixie to a horrible fate worse than death. It's high time I actually have a hoof in what will be her fate, instead of a simple change in a sign, or whatever. I'm going to Trottingham. Tell the girls, do not come after me. If they do, they run the risk of getting hurt, or worse, killed."

"What are you going to do?"

"Pay that german mare, Photo Finish, a visit, and teach her what happens when you mess with one of my friends."

"I thought you hated Trixie."

"True, you thought I hated her, everyone did."

Putting on her black cloak through a magical flash, the hood was still off. A portal swirled to life in front of her, via magic, and she stopped right in front of it.

I will have my revenge...

Stepping through the portal, it closed behind her, flashing from existence. Twilight was just outside Trottingham. And leaving without a map or money to buy a map of the city, she would have to wing it, and find her way there on her own. Putting her hood on, it's magic only aloud a black veil with two dark purple lights to shine from it. Only if the hood were remove by magic, should it show who she were.

Beginning at a gallop, she made her way through the streets, dodging mare and stallion, sometimes just grazing somepony. Noting where she went, and making a mental picture in her head, it still took her as much as forty seven minutes, just to find Trixie's apartment building, and the very apartment where she was.

The manager walked up behind her, not happy at all, and startled her as he called her by Trixie's name.

"Trixie! mind telling me why you left the apartment unlocked?! Huh?! If somepony stole anything, you're paying for it, along with the several months' payment you owe for rent!"

"Oh shut up, I'm not Trixie, but I'm here to save her. Just tell me how much, I'll pay it right off the back, even extra for about six months.", Twilight's voice was warped to sound older.

"Oh. Sorry for the attitude. Now, business. She owes four months rent so far, and this month's as well. Paying for a half year after that, you'd be down seven hundred, and fifty bits."

Pulling a paper from under her cloak, as well as a pen, she wrote down a letter and burned it with a green flame, the remnants disappearing.

"Uh, mind explaining why you did that?"

"Magic, no more questions, wait."

A few seconds later, a box and letter both materialized from the same green flame, nearby Twilight, dropping in front of her. Takign the letter, Twiligth slid the box to the stallion.

"There is your bits. Do you atleast know where she went last?"

"No. The others living around her all said they heard yelling and banging, especially the door she nearly busted out."

"Thank you for your help, you will not see me again."

Jumping off of the upper story of the hotel, Twilight landed at the bottom, unscathed, again, by magic. The manager shrugged and took the box, returnign to his own housing. Twilight was hard at work, tracking Trixie's magic by her own. But again, Photo finish's magic masked that, as well as everypony in the entire city. An idea struck her, and Twilight began looking for the area where her magic was most concentrated, and pinpoint Photo Finish's location.

Following her horn, which lead her to a cafe, Twilight finally found the second mare she needed. Activating a silent portal spell, Twilight was able to be up on the rooves near her as she moved. Following her all day, the mare was not intending to return home. Finally talking to her first civilian pony all day, Photo Finish was accompanied by somepony other than a large stallion.

Soon returning home, Twilight found the mansion, and got in through a memory teleportation spell, easily making it into the first room, where Photo Finish stopped to view the black cloaked pony.

"Ach! I didn't let some creep into my home! Who are you, vhat do you vant?"

Twilight was silent, looking at the ponies around her. Three stallions, and the same civilian.

"Here's what will happen Photo Finish. You will tell that innocent civilian to leave, and you will dismiss your guards, or I will."

Photo Finish was silent, then a smile grew on her muzzle. Laughing, she trotted over to Twilight.

"Darling! Sit down! Have a drink!"

The servants, as Twilgith saw before, appeared again, each with a glass of strong scented alcohol.

"Drink, dear!", Photo Finish downed hers.

"No."

Photo finish nearly dropped her glass, "Vhat?"

"You heard me. I'm not making the same mistake as Trixie."

Photo Finish sat back in her chair, setting the glass on the tray. The servants quickly left, and the guards surrounded Twilight.

"I see...", Photo Finish clasped her hooves together.

The guards grabbed Twilight, holding her as another appeared with a chain and collar, as well as a mare with a cart of dresses.

"I don't quite think so. I'm not some ordinary mare in a hood, Photo Finish."

With a flash of magic, the guards were blown back, away from Twilight and the others rushed, blown back as well.

"Vell zhen. Shoot her vis zhe antimagic."

Twelve stallions entered the room with guns the size of their forelegs, and each shot a dart at twilight, who easily stopped them around her.

"Zis vahn is annoying. Gunter, Elva, take her."

Held up by magic, Twilight's focus was broken and several darts dotted her coat through the black cloak. Letting out a small cry, she was dropped. After landing, she pulled the darts out with ehr magic and held her head, a headache beginning.

"I've not had a headache that bad since last week when I got hit in the head. See, I've got enough magic to split the planet in two, and you think you can stop that?"

"Unmöglich! Daß sollte töten du! Gunter! Vernichten!"

(Impossible! That should kill you! Gunter! Destroy!)

A huge stallion burst through the door to the left, charging Twilight. As she picked up the stallion, he flew over head, landing against the chair Photo Finish was in, just right to pull the chair away, and leave Photo Finish on her back.

Quickly rolling over, Photo Finish was pushed back down to her stomach by Twilight.

"Vhat are you...?"

Removing her hood, Twilight showed her face to the horrible mare.

"You...You're Twilight, zhe vahn zhat vas a friend of Rarity's!"

"And don't you forget it. I had a hard time turning Trixie away from this place, to get you to leave her alone, but your magic overlapped mine, disabled it. I could do nothing to save the two."

"Eheheheh, then I should be in control."

"No. I am, now that I am here, and not half a continent away. Trixie was my friend, and I absolutely hate when ponies threaten my friends, and I especially hate when they are harmed. I don't know what the hell you've done to them, but I will put you through worse, believe me."

"I am satisfied, I am ready to die. Torture, pain, neither have value to me."

Twiligth turned and bucked the mare onto her back.

"You see, I don't care. You will not be killed, yet. Thats all I am going to worry about. I might throw you to Celestia, let her send you to trial, your physical torture done there, and once your handed over to me, you will have wished they just killed you."

Photo Finish laughed, "You will just kill me anyway. If it is revenge you want, then kill me now!"

"No. I still have to figure out how to release every pony you have done this...sick, twisted, and unholy thing to. In the end, You will die, but not until after you have told me the answer. After that, your corpse will not be granted a proper burial, and instead, maybe you will be used to make one of Pinkamena's Forbidden Fruit Cupcakes."

"You are no better zhan me..." Photo finish smiled.

"I am much better than you. Today, I bring justice, and put you through torture equal to what you have put many ponies through already."

Twilight picked up Photo Finish via magic, the headache lightly pounding at her head. Stopping in the room which was just inside the mansion, Twilight turned around, thinking. As she exited, she slammed Photo Finish against the wall above the door, her signature shades cracking and flying. Twilight ripped the outfit off of her, leaving her bare as anypony.

"Now that we have that silly costume off...How about a bit of fun..."

Pinning Photo Finish to the wall, Twilight spread her legs wide, showing her cutie mark on both sides.

"V-vhat are you doing?"

"Oh? Scared are we?", Twiligth smiled.

She pulled a scalpel from her cloak and stabbed it into Photo Finish's right flank, just above her cutie mark. The mare cringed, grunting lowly as she bit her lip, smiling.

"Stabbing? Really? Zat all you've got?"

"I'm not stabbing, I'm stripping your cutie mark."

Grabbing the scalpel right, Twilight dragged it down, following around her cutie mark till it was a closed circle, then using the tip, she severed part of the skin beneath her coat, and grabbed it with a pair of pliers she also pulled from her cloak.

"V-vhat are you doing?! I am not to be carved like a pumpkin!"

Stripping the flesh from her flank, Twiligth was reward with a scream from the cerulean mare.

"Yes...Scream...It makes me happy."

As the pain ebbed, Photo Finish began breathing heavily, her breaths short and ragged.

"Seems you can't tell me that it doesn't scare you. Pinkamena, you ahve a lot to fear, but me...I may have standards, but if need be, I will make you fear your own damn tail."

Piercing her other flank, Photo Finish gasped as she ran the scalpel around the other cutie mark.

"B-bitte..."

(P-please...)

"Oh? What was that?", Twiligth grabbed the flap of skin with the pliers, "I don't speak german."

"Bitte! Nein mein anderer wunderbar flanke!", Photo Finish begged.

(Please! Not my other wonderful flank!)

"Your flank? You want to keep your flank?"

Photo Finish nodded quickly.

Twilgith Ripped the skin off her flank, "Well, too bad!"

Photo Finsih screamed again. Pain that was not going to stop, now clung to both her flanks. Hyper ventilating, the cerulean mare passed out.

"You don't deserve a cutie mark at all..."

Twilight picked up one of the antimagic darts, still full, and pushed it into Photo Finish's side, the contents emptied directly into her bloodstream. pulling the mare from the wall and letting her fall to the floor, Twilight held her head as the headache throbbed heavily now. With a sigh, she opened the portal back to Ponyville, directly outside of the hospital, and shoved Photo Finish through.

"Oh lord, I can barely think straight...Lets see...My house is in Ponyville, six point three thousand kilometers south, tree, library, got it..."

The portal opened again and Twilight stepped through shakily, falling onto the floor, asleep.

She woke up with a start, realizing she left Photo Finish in the luxury of a hospital. Angrily stomping her hoof, the portal opened next to Photo Finish, and Twilight grabbed the mare from the bed, yanking her through onto the floor. The mare had bandages over both her flanks, and was dazed as Twilight was.

"Oh...vhat now? Exercise?", the mare shakily rose.

"No! No exercise, no hospital! Damn near left you to be tended to with luxury!"

"Oh no! You!", Photo Finish cowered.

"Atleast you're scared of me. Now, I will ask you a question, and you will answer. How to I reverse the effects of what you did to Trixie and hope?"

"I can't!"

Twilight picked Photo Finish up, and several sharp objects rose out of her cloak, all pointed directly at Photo Finish.

"Tell me!"

"T-twilight?", Spike interrupted.

"Oh great. Spike just go back upstairs, you do not need to see this."

"Ok then, but...Should I be concerned that you sound like a maniac?"

"No, it'll all be over soon."

"Ok then."

Spike hurried upstairs, closing the door quickly.

"Such a nice...er, dragon you have zhere?", Photo Finish smiled.

"Tell me...now. How do I free Trixie and Hope?"

"I can't tell you because I don't know how!", Photo Finish screamed.

Twilight moved a thin bladed knife closer, the tip just barely piercing Photo Finish's skin.

"I think you're lying."

With a quick movement, the blade was in and out, leaving a long cut down the cerulean mare's side. The blood began leaking out slowly, leaving the blue coat where it was cut, purple. Feeling a heavy sting, Phtoto Finish only grunted loudly, biting her lip till it bled.

"Vhy are you so intent on torturing me? Vhy not kill me?"

"Because if you die, you can't suffer."

Twilight stuck the same blade in the center of the cut, twisting it endlessly in one direction. Remembering the baby dragon in her room, Twilight cast a muffle spell which wouldn't let any sound escape the room, should the door be closed or not. Just directly after, Photo finish squirmed and screamed, intense pain where she preferred never be. There was alos the fear of the blade ripping apart an organ's side, and bleeding to death internally.

"Please! Stop this!"

"Then tell me!"

"I can't!"

Twilight bent the blade inside of the mare, then ripped out skin, blood and tissue in a single flurry of magic.

"Fine!! I'll tell you!! Just stop this!"

All the blades which were ready to carve the Cerulean mare to pieces, all retreated into Twilight's cloak, except the small single blade, which she cleaned before replacing it in the cloak. Approaching the mare, Twilight removed her hood.

"Then tell me, every bit of it."

"Fine! Fine. To...free your friend..."

"And her daughter."

"And her daughter...you must break the seal."

"How hard do I have to hit it?"

"If you hit it, you will harm them. It's a magical seal. If you know how to disable ritual magic, then you can free the-"

"What kind of ritual magic!"

"It's...simple. Solid liquids, it was! I found it intere-"

"Shut up, you're still not going free after this. Not until I've had my complete revenge."

Opening the portal, Twiligth closed it again.

"Almost forgot..."

Cleanign up the mess of blood and whatever else, Twilight clamped metal bars around Photo Finish's hooves, securing her to the wall.

"Spike! Come on down!"

As the door opened, the dragon came down, and as he was about to sight the mutilated mare, Twilight turned his head away.

"Don't look, just continue till your outside. Feel free to tell Rarity this, I know she will love the story behind it."

"How'd you know I was going to Rarity's place?"

"It's common sense."

The dragon hurried to the door and left the two. Twiligth locked the door behind him and opened the portal to Photo finish's mansion, spotting the several statuized ponies in the first room. Leaping through, Photo Finish's servants all scattered, leaving the floors half cleaned of blood, and rubble from the broken chair.

"Somepony better bring me Trixie and Hope now, or I level this place with all of you in it."

A few seconds later, the servants returned with seven filly statues and three mare statues.

"Good idea, but I think I'll just free them all."

Firing a beam from her horn, it bathed Trixie's staue form in magic, cracking the shell she was in. A few seconds later, the hardened semen was shatter, spraying bits everywhere around the unconscious mare. Doing the same for the many statues in front of her and in the room, Twilight was standing in a collection of unconscious ponies, all dressed for hell.

"How many more ponies has this been done to?", Twiligth asked the nearest servant.

"Uhhhh...I never counted, but she has an art gallery that is full of her...eh...victims."

"I will come back with a few more unicorns later. Right now, I'm taking Trixie and Hope home, the rest, let them out. If I find out you or anypony here is keeping anypony prisoner, soon to be turned into a statue of cum, then you'd better let them go before I find out."

Picking up Trixie and Hope, Twilgith stripped them both of the horrible outfits, then carried them both through the portal.

"You freed zhem! Now, let me go!"

"What? You honestly think I was going to let you go?"

"P-please?"

"I'm not letting you go till you are dead. And seeing as Pinkamena butchers ponies alive, I'd say that'd be about an hour from now, once I'm done carving your skin."

Photo Finish looked at Twilight with fear now. And for it, she was awarded a mad smile from Twilight, and directly after, an evil chuckle.

"Well, it was nice knowing you as some high rank fashionista, but not as a cold hearted, sadistic, and very bucked up mare. You're lucky. And don't forget that."

Nudging Trixie awake, the mare awoke with a start.

"What?! Oh...oh...wait...I still feel...pain...I'm alive...I'm alive and-", she stopped, noticing the lavender mare in front of her.

"Hello again, Trixie.", Twilight smiled.

"What do you want!"

"Hmm...Let's see...in the past, maybe two hours, probably eight or more, I carved your own sister out with a knife, ripped her cutie mark from both her flanks, and freed about twenty ponies from their imprisonment. The same imprisonment your filly, Hope, and you were in. Now, you sit in my library home, alone with me, your filly, and your half carved sister bleeding and stuck to a wall."

Trixie took a few moments to register what Twilight just said and rushed over to her filly, taking the still sleeping form into her forelegs, sobbing from happiness and sadness.

"I remember...I wish I couldn't, but I remember now...I'm never letting anypony take you away, no matter how in debt we are..."

"M-mommy?", the cream filly woke.

"Oh, thank Celestia you are alright, Hope..."

"Family reunions. They're life's best value. Now, why don't you take Hope and go over and stay with Rarity. Oh, wait. No, that'd be a bad idea. No doubt she's been traumatized...How about you bring Hope with you, and stay at Flutter...No...She might flip out and hunt down Photo Finish...Ah hah! Wait...can't stand on clouds. Hmm...I'll just send you to Applejack's. Yeah. That'd work. Just tell Applejack that I need you there for a while."

"You're...Sending me, I mean, us, to your friend?"

"Why not. You can relax with your filly, even get rid of the stress. You'll be happier for it. Trust me, the Apple Family is very nice."

"I hope so. I don't know if I can handle anymore struggling."

"don't worry, from now on, you will be in touch with me, and my friends. Well, after a lot of explaining. I'm sure the girls would be more than happy to help you, knowing what happened."

"Well...What exactly are you going to tell them?"

"Well, you've done things no mare should ever do. That should be enough."

"...Thank you. I'll never be able to repay you, but thank you."

"Actually. I've had enough of torturing for one day. I'll just send her off to Pinkamena."

"Who's Pinkamena?"

"I'll explain later."

Twilight opened a vortex and it displayed where it was headed, a wall on the barn, in Sweet Apple Acres. Twilight showed them through, closed the portal, then turned to Photo Finish.

"Time for your execution."

Opening another portal, Twilight reached in and pulled Pinkie Pie through, who jumped up, stopping in midair.

"Wait a minute! Blood...Bandages...Mounted mare..."

She dropped onto her hooves, turning to Twilight.

"You brought me for Pinkamena, didn't you?"

"Correct."

"What did she do?"

Twilight whispered a short explanation into Pinkie Pie's ear and her hair dropped straight.

"I'll need a cleaver, a scalpel, pair of pliers, two jumper cables, a rubber hose, and a pipe."

"Why a rubber hose? I mean, I can understand that the pipe would be for bludgeoning, but why a rubber hose?"

"Don't ask questions about my torture preferences!", Pinkamena snapped, "If I say I need a rubber hose, you get me one, or I'll use it on you. Are we clear?"

"Heheh, clear as glass, now, uh...The supplies are in this box,", Twilight held out a box, obviously shaking, "And, I'll leave the rest to you."

Opening the portal, Pinkamena stopped her.

"I don't do bloody work outside of my basement."

Twilight hesitated and changed the portal, one to a dark room.

"There you go! Now, I'll be off!"

Going through another portal, Twilight was relieved, being out in Sweet Apple Acres. With a deep breath, she turned to look through the portal. Unmounting Photo Finish, she threw her through the other portal, and Pinkamena followed. Twilight closed all four.

"Twahlaht!" Mahnd tellin me wah The Most Annoyin Trixie is on Mah farm?", Applejack approached.

"Let's just say she needs help."

"Ah'm not gonna teach her anythin, nor help her after what she did!"

"Applejack! She's been through things worse than you could ever think of! And more so, she has to take care of her own filly."

"Well, ah still don't lahk it."

"Applejack, just swallow your stubborn pride and be nice. After what just happened, I'd prefer you not be mean to her."

"Fahn. Ah won't tease her, or exclude her like a vermin anymore, you have mah word."

"Truly? Pinkie Promise?"

"Cross mah heart, hope ta flah, stick a cupcake in mah ah."

"Good. Now. Mind giving her a warm Apple Family welcome? Hope could use it."

"Hope who coudl use it?"

"No, Hope is her filly's name."

"Oh. Can do. Ah'll see to it immediately."

"Thank you."

Just remember...I can still do worse...