Viventis Anathema - Story of a Cursed Mare

Descending in the underground of the bakery, Grimwood scanned every corner. At first there's nothing suspicious, but she knew already what she going to encounter. Reaching the bottom, she found a darkened corridor, adorned with stripes and some occasional balloon, which seemed out of place. Seeing a light in front of her, she slowly advanced toward it. The smells of blood and iron were felt from there. That alone says all to her, and she didn't even bothered shielding her nose.

Before she could even reach the end of the corridor, a familiar voice was heard.

"Hi, Paly Gemy. About time." said a cheerful familiar voice.

Grimwood recognized the voice. "Was that Pinkie Pie... Or somepony else?"

A terrified scream was heard afterwards, echoing through the corridor.

"C'mon, Pale. What wrong with you? Screaming at me wasn't very polite, you know? Oh, my poor eardrums." The voice said.

Grimwood arrived nearby a opened and hide behind it to peer, only for her to see what nopony sees everyday.

"What the..."

The room was somekind of circus, with entrails as streamers, pony skulls attached to the walls this time, and there
are some real organs contained in glass vessels filled with criogenic liquid, torture instruments and at the center of the room, a mare strapped into a torture table, which Grimwood assumed was Pale Gem.

And in front of that mare there was Pinkie Pie, which appearance was anything but normal. Her mane was modeled in a pseudo version of her Pinkiemeana mode. Her hooves had kitchen knife shaped claws. Her body was quilted from dried skin, emblazoned with the cutie marks of the various ponies killed by her own hooves. But what get Grimwood's attention was the central cutey mark, which seemed to belong to that of a high figure. Her surprise didn't delayed to arrive.

"What the fuck!? Princess Luna's cutey mark? How is that possible that the Homunghoul Maker was able to defeat her and put it into this Pinkie. It's impossible."

"Paly Gemy, i know that i promised you that i will not choose you as my guest if you had just cooperated with me. But that wasn't even possible."

"W-What do yo mean!?"

"You see, what i have done until now was just delaying the moment in which your number will came up, not preventing it." said cheerfuly Pinkie.

"N-No! You cannot be serious! I trusted you!!" yelled frightened Pale.

"I cannot do nothing about that. I don't make the rules."

Pale eyes contracted once more as Pinkie walked over the desk and gripped a scapel.

"Since life is party, death must be the key to the celebration of a new one and the prospective of a new party until the
cicle restart. So of course somepony has to die. What does matter to me is how can my guests endure that
and how their partecipation will pay of. In any case is still an enjoyable fun that almost never ends." Pinkie enthusiastically said, much to Pale's horror.

"Wait! wait! I want ask you something. Is Luna's cutey mark a fake?".

"Yeah, I will gladly hear what you have to say." Grimwood said entering the scene and removing her hood.

"Huh?" Pinkie turned to Grimwood.

"G-Grimwood Vileberry!?" Pale said trembling.

"Woooow. I love celebrities!" Pinkie said.

"You know, at least a maniac like you would had put some criteria." Grimwood said.

"Look, I want to believe that you want to join me, but I think you want ruin this party instead."

"If you want to have some fun with my own body, bones and veins, then do it."

"Of course I will. It's still a party!!" Pinkie roared as she leaped toward Grimwood with her claws stretched toward her prey and scalpel in her mouth.

Grimwood promptly pulled out a blue amethyst and threw it at her. Connecting with Pinkie, a blast of energy overwhelmed her, sending her flying and slamming her body again the wall, knocking her unconscious, with her scalpel falling from her mouth to the floor.

With that out of her way, Grimwood took a machete among the torture items, approached the strapped Pale Gem, who trembled for the fear, and cut off the straps, releasing her. Pale, however took immediately distance from her.

"Stay back, Vileberry. I know who you are!" Pale said upset.

"Get a hold of yourself. Compass even asked me to save your sorry ass." Grimwood retorted.

".... Really?"

"Don't waste my time and get out of there as soon as possible. Understood?"

Pale nodded, and without any other delay, she stormed off the room, leaving Grimwood with the unconscious Homunghoul of Pinkie Pie. She approached the monstrous mare and took the scalpel with her metallic claws.

"I wonder if that cutey mark is the real one," Grimwood said.

She then proceed to do what nopony sane in his mind would do. Grimwood sunk the scalpel in Pinkie's skin, the one being Princess Luna's cutey mark and slowly began to cut that from the rest of the body. Once she finished the surgical operation of removal, only a hole remained in her body. At that point, she putted the cutey mark in her bag.

"That blast has also the effect of an anesthetic, only magical. Now what I have to do is to finish the job."

Just as Pinkie Pie was showing sign of her consciousness stirring, Grimwood pulled out the metal box, turned it into her chainsaw and revved it up. The Homunghoul opened her eyes but didn't the time to react that Grimwood already slammed her weapon on her, splitting her in two and cutting her scream short.

With the job being done, Grimwood put her chainsaw away and pulled out an explosive amulet, just to put her to rest like she did with Fluttershy.

"Sorry, but at least I don't have to meet your Homunghoul ever again." Grimwood proclaimed as she was about to toss it.

But suddenly, two magical restriction blocked her body, making the amulet fall. "What the f-"

"HALT!" A powerful voice said.

"Don't move." Another voice exclaimed.

Grimwood turned toward the entrance and saw two unicorn Royal Guards with their horns glowing. She doesn't know how they know where she was but one thing was sure. She knew that would happening, but she didn't had predicted that would happen in this way.

"Tsk, figures." Grimwood said with an annoyed tone.