Reveal The Devil Inside

Mirage lie on a table motionless, his eyes closed, a dim light was the only kind of light in the room, the table that he lay on was the only thing that could be seen, other than a blue pair of eyes that peered out of the corner of the room, watching his lifeless body,

Large clamps were attached to the steel restraints on Mirage's hooves, copper wires trailed from the clamps to a large power box that was humming, a large switch came from the left side of the box, it was facing downwards, indicating the power was off.

"Time to wake up" a voice said,

Soft taps echoed throughout the room, the unknown pony was trotting slowly towards the power switch.

The switch rising let out a loud thump as it collided with the top of the machine, sending an electrical charge through the copper wires, which began to pump through Mirage's body, sending his body into spasms, his head slammed against the back of the table he was on, his eyes flashed open and began to glow, pops and sizzles of electricity were the only audible sounds in the room, a bright purple glow illuminated from his body, lighting up the dark room, showing the owner of the blue eyes,

Pinkie Pie.

A loud snap echoed through the room, Mirage's body began to discharge and strike electricity into various places in the room, marking the stone walls with a black spider web shaped burns.

The power was suddenly shut off, Mirage’s eyes closed, his body stopped shaking and discharging and the glow faded, hiding the pink mare again.

“Wake Up” Pinkie said,

Mirage’s eye fluttered opened, his body moved in place, he began to gasp for air, like he hadn’t breathed in ages, he began to cough and scream, not knowing anything of his surroundings,

“Vinyl!” He yelped in a raspy voice,

“Mirage!” Pinkie shrieked, bouncing over to him,

“Pinkie Pie! Where am I?” he asked in a panicked voice,

“You’re alive!” she gasped, hugging her old friend,

“What are you doing here?” Mirage asked, “Are you dead?”

Pinkie Pie giggled, “No silly I’m alive, you’re alive too!”

“I am?” he asked, “Why am I strapped down?”

“Duh, I’m helping the Princess!” She said, smiling,

“Princess Luna! We have to find her!” Mirage said,

“Not Princess Luna, Princess Celestia!” Pinkie Pie said, giggling,

Mirage’s pupils shrunk, he remembered what Celestia had done to him, was Pinkie Pie working with her? Or was she just being Pinkie Pie?

“Pinkie, can you let me down?” Mirage asked,

“Yeah, I will in a second” she said, “Just let me do something”

Pinkie Pie lowered a machine onto Mirage’s head, lights flashed from the top of it, it was like a helmet, but much bigger and had electronics in it,

“What is this?” Mirage asked, feeling it being strapped onto him,

“Just something to help ease the pain” Pinkie Pie said, flipping switches on the big helmet,

“What pain?” Mirage asked,

Pinkie Pie didn’t answer, she only kept talking about the machine,

“Now, this might pinch just a little” Pinkie said, flipping a final switch,

The pain was something he had never felt before, not when he suffocated, not when he fought Soarin, not when he was bitten by Blackblood, it was like somepony hit him in the head with a sledgehammer at first, then it escalated into him being ran over by a carriage, the pain was so intense he almost passed out, but fought through it, worried that he might not wake up again, the machine felt like it was tearing something out of his very soul, he clenched his teeth, drawing blood from his bottom lip as his fangs dug into them, then it all stopped, the machine was lifted off of his head and he fell to the floor, needles had come out of the sides of the machine and dug into his head, the holes were now trickling blood down his head and getting caught in his mane.

Pinkie Pie was far more interested in what was coming out of the machine than Mirage. Black liquid poured from the needles onto the floor, after about five minutes the needles went into a slow drip and the black liquid that had splashed all over the floor began to merge together, eventually forming into a pony, it looked like an exact copy of Mirage, only pure black, no cutie mark, black wings and Red, snake like eyes,

“Pinkie what did you do?” Mirage asked,

“I created something amazing” She said, looking at the monstrosity that stood before her,

“Where am I?” The pony asked, he had a voice like Mirage’s as well, just deeper and slightly demonic, like he was trying to speak underwater,

“You’re home” The same pony said, like he was speaking to himself, this time, the new voice sounded even creepier,

“Who are you?” Mirage asked,

The black pony looked towards Mirage, “We are you, only stronger. We are Black Mirage”

Mirage stood up, he wanted to get out of the room he was in, he wanted to see Vinyl and Rain Whisper,

Mirage darted to the left, leaping for a door, he swung it opened, being greeted by more darkness, he took a chance and ran through, escaping the other two ponies,

He had one thing to help, his vision started to slowly adjust to the darkness, at this point, he was glad to be a vampony, looking around, he saw a large staircase and he ran there quickly.

“Mirage” Pinkie cooed from the door far behind him, “I have to put you back in the ground now”

Mirage didn’t listen, he sprinted up the staircase and broke the door down, going into the first floor of a building that resembled Sugarcube Corner, he ran to the front door and tried to open it,

It was locked from the outside.

Mirage slammed his body up against the door, wincing from the pain, it was iron, he had no chance of breaking it, he looked around desperately, for any way out, he saw more stairs, so he took them, he went up about fifty stairs before he got to a new room, windows were all around him, he smiled, remembering his wings, he darted towards the window, not even taking time to buck the window out, he crashed through it, into the crisp, clean air. He was happy until he tried to open his wings, they were stitched to his body, before burial ceremonies they would stitch the wings to the body of the pony to keep them looking nice. Mirage dive bombed at least five stories, slamming into the ground hard, knocking him out for a few seconds, in amazement that he wasn’t dead he jumped up and started to run again, the pain slowly making its way into his system, his legs began to seize up and lock in place, causing him to fall over.

He laid there in the middle of town square; ponies began to rush to his aid, knowing nothing of the situation at hand.

Mirage looked around as he was being carried away by somepony,

The last thing he saw was the lavender coat of the pony carrying him.