Trixie goes to hell

by roachrunner1998

Rating: mature
Tags: Comedy, Random, Dark
Length: 1273

Trixie hurts someone and pays the price.

Trixie hurts someone and attempts just to walk away from it but she suffers the consequences.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-07-12 16:14:01 UTC

The price for your actions

".... and you always keep talking in 3rd person with your stupid high pitched, posh, stupid voice. All you have done was raise hell since you got here! Dammit just leave Trixie. I cant stand you." Trixie turned red and grabbed a desk and hurled it at Rainbow Dash, breaking her foreleg and knocking her out. "Trixie is leaving, I hope it infects." I stood blankly, I just entered the building as it happened. Trixie walked to me. "Move lowlife." I stood still in the doorway, anger rising. "Trixie dema-" She was cut off by my hoof driving into her teeth. I grabbed her by her horn and dragged her out to the back yard. I went back in and picked up Rainbow, Dragging her to the hospital. I checked her in, the nurse asked what happened but I told her she had an accident flying. After lying through the paperwork I got back to Trixie. I looked upon her as she lay in the grass, to my left there was a gap between the houses and the wall that lead to my back yard so I carried her to my house and down the the cellar. Pushing all of the papers off of my desk and tying each of her hooves the the legs of the table with belts, I then set my toolbox and the old IV from my alcohol treatment next the the table.  "Time to have some fun, I always hated you so I am gonna make this extra special, haha."

                                                          1 hour later - Stick's basement/office.

Trixie's eyes opened, she looked frantically around the room. "AH, SOMEPONY! ANYPONY! HELP TRIXIE! PLEASE!" I laughed and came out of the corner with a bottle of bb's and some 200 proof whiskey. "Don’t scream, it really annoys me." She looked at me as I set the whiskey and bb's on a table next to the IV hooked in her wrist. "I'll, I'll scream and SOMEONE WILL HEAR ME! Both YOU AND THAT WHORE RAINBOW DASH WILL BE BANISHED TO THE SUN!" My face contorted. "Did you just call her a whore?" I said as I squeezed her IV as hard as I could, making her moan in horrible pain. "I-I-eh-I-UHHAAA!" She screamed more as I squeezed the IV bag again. "WELL DID YOU? YOU SMUG, EGOTISTICAL, IDIOT?" She began crying. "Y-uh-Y-Yes-s Tri-AHHHHH!" My brow furrowed. "IN FIRST PERSON DUMB-ASS!" She coughed up blood. "Yes, I did.... I called her a whore." I leaned in her face, clutching her horn with my hoof. "Say 'I, the gay and pitiful Trixie am sorry for insulting a pony who is far better than me and I should be punished badly for my actions.' Say it or I will rip your horn off." She looked into my eyes, crying. "I-I, the g-ga-y and p-p-pitiful T-rix-xie am sor-r-ry for insu-ulting a p-pony who is f-far better than m-me and I-I should be p-punished badly." I chuckled. "DAMN RIGHT YOU SHOULD BE PUNISHED BADLY!" I yelled as I snapped her horn off, but it was still holding on by a strand of flesh. "Ugh I hate stragglers." I complained as I tore at the horn some more, tanking the flesh out, tearing a long strip of skin from her forehead, removing her upper-left eyelid. Making her cry out in agony. "AH! WHY! WHY DID YOU DO THIS! WHY ME?" I laughed at her. "Oh I dont know, why did you hurt Rainbow to an unknown extent?" Her weeping faded away as she passed out. "Why does that ALWAYS.FREAKING.HAPPEN?"

She jolted up and let out a scream as I poured adrenaline into her IV bag, dislocating her shoulders. I shook my head and punched them back into place with my hooves. "You shouldn’t do that next time. Ah well, time for phase 2, ALCOHOL POISONING! I am using 200 proof High Castle whiskey."  "Wha-SHAAAAAAhahahaha, DAMMIT!" She moaned as I poured the whiskey into her IV bag one drop at a time. "You are gonna thank me for doing that later on, now get ready for phase 3!" I shouted as I dug her horn into her abdomen and carved an "I" shape into her. She screamed up a storm as I peeled open the flaps, revealing her many blood vessels in her center-mass. I dripped some whiskey on her liver, making her let out a blood curdling scream. I started opening up blue glow-sticks and putting the liquid into a jar, I then put in some multi-colored bb's from the bottle. "Hey Trix, you ever play pinball? No? Well I’m about to do that with your bloodstream. She started crying deeply. "Why? W-Why did you have to do this to mee? I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’M SORR-R-R-Y!" I looked at her. "That why you think before you do things, Trix." I then dumped the glow-stick goo and bb's into her IV. She contorted awkwardly as the bb's forced themselves through the now glowing blood vessels. She cried and moaned until all the bb's migrated to her heart, which was now a huge, blue, glowing ball. One final beat and her heart splattered across the inside of her body, filling her with the goo and bb's. I looked at what I did. "All in a days work, ha." I began  chopping her limb from limb till she was just a bunch of chunks of meat. I brought them to the edge of the Everfree Forest and chucked them in, running back to my home and away form the scene of the disposal. "This was one of the most fun days I have ever freaking had." I said as I drifted off to sleep.

                                                                 Meanwhile in Hell....

Trixie puked up her dinner as she hit the hard, cobble, floor. She felt horrible agony in the back of her mind, it was horrible enough to hurt but not present enough to find a solution. Trixie stood up and a large, red, horned pony with a large build and Orcish teeth. He let out a hardy chuckle. "I saw what happened, hehe, he put on quite the show. He always was quite the talented individual, even if it is in a "Different" way. Well anyways, welcome to hell. Trixie was thrust into a sea of lava and appeared in a room with imp-like creatures.  'Trixie commands you let me go this instant!" The imps stared directly into her soul, making her shiver. She was thrown up against a wall and her arms outstretched. Nails were driven through her hooves and her joints were snapped backwards to prevent movement. The imp on the left took a large, curved blade and lined it up on her foreleg. It dug the blade in and peeled off the flesh and worked her way down to the bone. They then moved to the other legs and did the same. Trixie was torn off the wall, removing her lower-back and lower forelegs. She landed face first into the sand and a stake was driven through her lower back. She was lifted up in the air and toted to the sea of lava that sat in the center of hell. She screamed and screamed, along with the billions of other damned ponies in hell. Trixie began to char but her skin turned fresh again and the temperature rose making it even more agonizing. She was to be there for the rest of eternity.