The Horrors Underneath the Shell

Her eyes wander across the room, looking at the rainbow maned mare, then at her stallion. She looked visibly disturbed and disgusted as she saw what you had done to his body. His leg was still slowly bleeding, his scrotum was still open from the cut, and his sides were covered with cuts and bruises.

She slowly looks back at you, as you were enjoying the disgusted look she had on her face. You take note of the wound in her stomach, and use your hoof to strike it. She grunts in pain, tensing her entire body and clenching her teeth harder upon impact, her eyes widening in the sudden pain, then slamming closed with denial.

She had begun crying because she knew what time it was for her. She's had plenty of fun, so her torture would be plentiful. You decide to use the small knife you have in your teeth first, making small cuts. The first cut was easy, as the position you chose to cut was a fairly soft and sensitive part of skin.

The blade softly touched the base of her ear, as you slowly dragged it loosely down her entire ear. You start at the base again, adding more pressure. She gasps and tries to jerk away from the slice of the blade on one of her most sensitive areas of flesh. As you're cutting her ear, you have a clear view of her face, as you see her start to cry from the pain again. You smile and cut faster, tugging the blade down with force, cutting the entire length of her ear in one movement.

She yelped in pain, slamming her eyes closed and gritting her teeth together tightly. She was unable to shed any more tears, as she only had the ability to slightly open her eyes. She stared at you with damp eyes, silently begging you to stop. You touch the side of the blade to the cut on her leg.

She shook with the feeling of cold steel on the still open wound, creating another sharp wave of pain surging through her. You could see that she wanted this to stop. The stare you gave back at her was ice cold, a sinister glow in your eyes as you pushed the blade slightly lower into her flesh. She jerked her head up in pain as you slowly cut the hole in her leg wider, seeing more blood pour from the wound, slowly trying to close and heal.

The stab in the flesh was old, so that gave it time to properly heal just a slight amount. The feeling of cold steel was swiftly replaced by the pain of the wound stretching. Besides, the warmth of the blood coating the blade made the blade more comfortable. You begin to grin wickedly as an idea works its way into your thoughts.

You push the blade down her leg. Because it was sideways and not cutting into the bone, the blade slid under her flesh. She shivered yet again at the sensation of the blade working its way through her leg, yet not cutting it. You leave the blade where it is, as you have another blade to grab from the table of tools.

You grab a hatchet, the wide, wooden handle was easy to attach to your hoof. However, you had planned for this to be used for something other than just cutting. You decide that it would be rude to keep the mare waiting, so you proceed with your plan quickly.

Her eyes had been locked onto your movements, not wanting to disobey the rules. Frankly, you didn't care about the rules right now. You looked into her eyes, and she did the same to you. You detached the hatchet from your hoof, letting it fall to the floor. You proceed to pick it up by the blade, moving the wooden handle to where it looked like it was practically pointing at the mare.

You place the tip of the wooden handle upon her stomach, making her slightly jump at the feeling. You had touched the spot you had stabbed. You grinned as you started to get the greatest idea you've had all day. You align the wooden handle to where it was touching the mare's sensitive spot of flesh.

She gasped in relief, hoping that her round of torture was over. How wrong she could be. You push the handle into her damp, twitching mare-hood. She moaned in what you thought could only be pleasure. You push in the handle all the way suddenly and swiftly, causing her to jump and yelp in ecstasy.

"Let's change things... You might not like it." You say sinisterly, turning your tone of voice cruel at the end, giving her a frightening glare. You put a hoof on the top of the hatchet, as you move your mouth away. You move into position and use both of your hooves to push with greater force.

She feels the base of the cold steel press against her moist lips, causing her entire body to shake. It takes quite a large amount of force to get the hatchet to move further, but you know the moment it moves. It suddenly becomes much easier to push into her, as it was slicing the upper crotch of the mare. She yelled and screamed in pain and defiance, jolting her head side to side, her eyes widened with pain and fear. She was gasping repeatedly as she felt the wooden hilt of the hatchet sliding deeper, creating the feeling of pleasure. She then screamed in pain repeatedly as she felt the hatchet blade slice apart her crotch. She looked down to see the surge of blood escaping, the pain making her nearly faint. She has such a nice looking face when she's in pain.

You glare at her, grimacing and repeatedly gasping in pain. Her eyes had begun to gather enough wetness to shed another tear. You admired her pained expression, as you began to push once more on the blade. It sliced further towards the center of her being, the blood pouring out had begun to make a pool on the floor.

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"Where could Rainbow Dash have gone to now?" Twilight asked the rest of the Elements.

They had all planned to gather at Sugar Cube Corner to have a small meeting, and they had been waiting for longer than usual.

They were all gathered around a table big enough to fit six, so one spot was left open. They had all been waiting for nearly twenty minutes longer than usual.

"I say we go out to look for her." Rarity stated, trying to reassure the rest of them that she's somewhere in the town at least. "Besides, we can't just give up this meeting. Even if she did skip it on purpose, we need to find out where she is. Don't we?" She looked around the table at the other five staring at her with lightened faces.

"Well," Applejack started. "Ah suppose we can't just sit around here all day. Let's go around town and see if anyone's seen her lately." The rest of the group nodded in agreement, and they set off.

After only mere minutes of searching, Applejack heard news from a stallion that lived next to the house where everything had happened. She gathered all of the others after hearing what he had to say.

"He said that Dash had flown behind this house, went inside 'cause she heard somethin' strange, then just disappeared." Applejack said.

Twilight let out a slight sigh.

"At least we have one good place to look at." She admitted, walking inside the house. Pinkie had begun searching the entire house automatically. She had ended up walking upstairs into the stallion's room. There, she had noticed the clear marks of resistance to a physical assault.

She informed Twilight first, telling her to come up there with her. They all see the broken door, the force of the break causing the objects trying to block the door to fly everywhere in the room. Twilight ordered the others to check the rest of the house, and they find the basement door. They hear a loud scream coming from under the door, and try to open it.

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As the cut began to border on too much pain, she blacked out and began to bleed to death. You heard the basement door practically explode, mainly because it actually did.

You saw a familiar purple unicorn appear at the bottom of the stairs. As soon as the mare steps into your view, your mind shatters. Your vision blurs, you fall to the ground and you start holding your hooves to your head. They see all that you've done. However, the main pony their looking for is Rainbow Dash, and they see her laying unconscious. Applejack and Fluttershy rush to help the cyan Pegasus free.

Twilight is still motionless at the bottom of the stairs, staring at the stallion she knew so well. She whispered your name, but you couldn't hear what she said after that. You suddenly rush to your feet, shouting. "NOT TWILIGHT! YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO HER OR ANY MORE OF THE OTHERS!"

You rush over to the table of tools and you grab a blade, attaching it to your hoof. You turn to the others that were trying to tackle you, but you point the blade in their direction, causing them to stumble to a halt. Twilight is still motionless at the stairs. She's simply staring at you, unable to move. Unable to speak. She had witnessed what you had done to the other ponies, especially the mare that was now dead.

The stallion wouldn't be able to move on after this incident, because of the damage to his mid-section, his leg and his stallion-hood. The only one that was truly alive throughout all of this was Rainbow Dash. She only had a few cuts and bruises, but her memory was forever scarred because of what you did.

You detach the blade from your hoof, and you toss one blade to each of the five mares facing you.

"Please... I deserve to die after what I've done." You beg them, as you have difficulty standing because of the pain and the tears that were flowing from your eyes. "Thus is a part of me that... as you can see... enjoys the pain of others." You had admitted. Besides, all that was left from this experience for you was a lifetime of being locked in a padded cell. You shook your head fiercely, shouting at all the mares.

"KILL ME ALREADY! At least... make me suffer.." You finish quietly. You feel what you never expected. You felt the warmth of Twilight's hooves wrapping around your neck.

"Trust me.." She begins, whispering in your ear. "You'll pay for what you've done... Sorin."

Your vision blurs again, and the next feeling you experience is falling to the floor, landing with a thud on your side, and falling unconscious. Your mind would be forever haunted by your actions here, as you wake up in a dark room. You don't know how long you'll be here. You also have no idea if you're alive or not, but you know one thing. This is what you'll live with for the rest of eternity. Forced to witness your actions repeatedly.

You don't know or really care how many times you've seen what you had done... You also don't know how many years have passed... In the darkness, all you can see is yourself, and your previous memories, thus your torture had begun.

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Hey, you just finished the story. Sorry for the short chapter, but an ending is an ending.

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