The weeks were not good on Twilight. Her punishments increased in scale; eventually, she was forced to stand on the tips of her toes to keep her standing. If she were to fall, she would be shocked for each moment until it was corrected. That meant she had not gotten any sleep, and the times she did manage to get rest was immediately ended by the electrical shocks.

She was only given water once every week, and if she were to talk at any time it was to be denied. She had not been given any food, her alicorn status had given her longevity and she could go without food for nearly five months

The guard, Andros, had assaulted her many times, groping her, fondling her rump and breasts, and rubbing her body in sensual ways. Sombra had not returned as he said he would, waiting until the end of the month Twilight reckoned. At this point, the beatings, torture, and assault had been too much for her, she was nearing her breaking point.

The cell door opened; causing Twilight to open her eyes. She mentally cursed herself as she was met with nothing but darkness. The unmistakable voice of Andros was heard, “Water time whore.” The name-calling was something she went numb to really quick, ‘At least he’s not beating me.’ Twilight thought. She felt something cool and metal reached her lips. She gingerly opened her mouth and gulped down as much waster as she could. Her feet unintentionally moving around.

Twilight said nothing as the bucket left her lips. “Heh, you’ve grown very malleable lately slut. I wonder…” Andros jumped off the chair. The sound of footsteps moving behind her form rung throughout the room. Twilight had tensed up, ‘He’d never try to…’ She felt his large rough hands move against her thigh, rubbing it very slowly and hard.

“Ple-please stop…” She stuttered out. He continued, not giving any concern to her pleading. “Please… stop. I-i can’t take it… anymore… I just want it to stop…” He continued, giving a small chuckle at her attempts.

“I SAID STOP!” Twilight said as she tried to kick him off. The guard instinctively took his hands off her to avoid the kick. Twilight smiled in her small victory. He gave an annoyed sigh and walked away.

“Well, it was bound to happen eventually.” The sound of his walking ended near the edge of the cell; she could hear the sound of something like a lever being pulled on. She already prepared herself

“What are you doOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIIINNNNGGG?!” She ended up screaming. He was raising her up off the small block of neverending ice. Gravity immediately took hold of her, the enchanted rope went taut; latching onto her hands like a python. Then the electrocution began.

She began flailing back and forth, trying to shake the electricity out of her to no avail. “AHHHH!” she screamed, it was a very high pitch scream. One that her captor seemed to take delight in. “Not so brave now, are you Princess?” She managed to stutter out. “S-S-STOP IT!” She heard the sound of the lever being pulled and she was lowered back down.

“I’m sorry what did you say?” The guard asked in the most nonchalant way possible. He then began laughing maniacally. “I ASKED YOU, hehe, what did you say? HAHAHA, go on tell me.” He pulled down on the lever again and it raised her higher than before, along with the pitch of her screams. He asked her over and over again. He kept raising it higher and higher. Twilight felt like she was being ripped apart and then put back together only to be ripped apart again.

“MAKE IT STOP!” She eventually said. “PLEASE!” She was crying from the pain. She could smell burned fur and skin mixing together. Its smell filled the room, it reeked making Twilight gag.

The laughter died down and he finally let her down. “I expect you to be more cooperative next time.” He paused, “Or we could do that again, your choice.” He moved to her again. His hand made contact with her again. His fingers were cold and stiff on her fur and skin.

She tensed up at his touch but tried not to resist. Even though it was her body’s natural response to the situation. His hand itself traveled everywhere throughout her body and the tattered remains of her clothes. She was too weak emotionally and physically to fight back. ‘I haven’t slept in what felt like a month.’ She said to herself. ‘It’ll be okay, I just need to get out of this with my conscience intact. Then maybe I can fix this.’

The guard began to make lewd remarks about her. He said many things, but his most favorite was saying, “I can’t wait till I break you, your highness.” He would always say the “Your Highness” In the most mocking tone imaginable, trying to get some reaction out of her. She hadn’t done a thing.

Now he was quiet while he touched her today. When he finally reached the bottom of her skirt she flinched. ‘He’s never gone this far before.’ He pushed it upward, so now the only thing between him and her was her tail and underwear.

“If you even think about hitting me with our tail, I’ll cut it off.” He turned her head toward her, not that she could see him, he said, “Understand?” She nodded. This wasn’t the first time she was felt all over, but something about this was different.

Despite not resisting she was having a mental breakdown. Her mind began praying to every god she knew of and anypony she knew of, clinging to any hope of this stopping. ‘Please… help… anypony!’ He began to take the rest of her tattered and blood red clothes off her; not that they were covering her much anymore. They had many holes in them and were falling apart at the seams. She kept praying for help of any kind as he peeled the clothes off of her.. ‘HELP. PLEASE!’ She begged.

She had just about given up when the door slowly opened. The stallion behind her stopped taking the clothes off of her. In fact, he stopped breathing too. Another voice began talking. “Well now, captain, I believe you and I… need... to.... talk...” She immediately recognized the voice. ‘Sombra.’ He continued. “Fix her up and meet me outside, NOW!” His voice held authority.

“Yes, your majesty!” He said. She felt her clothes return to their proper place and instantly felt happier and scared at the same time. ‘It’s Sombra, he’ll just be worse, he killed the other Alicorns, he killed… Shiny.’ She thought, ‘He’ll just kill me too.’

The Stallion quickly exited the door and left. She was listening for a few dreaded minutes. She heard a muffled voice from behind the door. ‘Only one voice.’ She thought. ‘Just Sombra's.’ She deduced. Despite being tortured she had never lost her studious nature. She attempted to listen to the conversation outside, only catching snippets,

“...highness! You .... me to… her…” She heard what sounded like Andros’s voice say. “YES! NOT RAPE HER!” She could easily hear the obviously mad king of the crystal empire. “Did you even question her?!” Silence stayed for nearly a minute. “Well, Captian Andros… I hereby relieve you of your command. If I see you again, I will put you where she is and trust…” His voice was going softer. “And she… … ... than I ... ”

Twilight heard running down the hall, very fast running in fact, as if it was Rainbow Dash and Applejack running in another race. There was a massive magic blast on the other side of the door that caused Twilight to flinch. ‘I can only assume the Captain… didn’t run fast enough.’ Twilight thought. The door unlocked and opened. Twilight was both happy and scared, ‘What’s he going to do to me?’ He walked over to where she was hanging Twilight was breathing heavily, waiting for something terrible to happen. She heard him begin to channel his magic. ‘He’s going to kill me, isn’t he?’ She went limp, ‘This is the end.’ She was not able to fight it anymore.

He cast the spell too high for it to be intended to kill her. ‘Did he do that on purpose? To give me hope? Only to take it away? She felt the spell hit the rope around her hands. He then replaced the block of ice with a wooden stool, a much higher one. She swallowed a lump down her throat. She dare not speak in fear of them being taken away, she still called to the conditioning performed by the guard captain. ‘What’s he doing? Why is he being so nice?’

Another thought popped into her mind. ‘What does he want with me?’

Sombra looked at the once proud and formidable Alicorn mare before him. ‘I shouldn’t have let that lunatic have so much free reign.’ He looked over the mare. She had bruises all over her body, she had been beaten by him. ‘I had asked to get answers, not for her to be broken.’

He could tell she wanted to ask questions but was too afraid to do so. ‘I have a lot of repairing to do. If she is to be mine.’ He thought, ‘But, I suppose I could get her out of this place.’ He moved towards the mare, she instantly shuffled back at the sound. He hesitated at the display, “I am not going to hurt you Twilight Sparkle.” She didn’t relax, instead choosing to attempt to move back more.

He thought back to when they first faced off, she was strong, independent, and powerful; and she was a unicorn back then. Now she was a tattered, broken, and bloodied alicorn. ‘Not the best upgrade in my opinion.’ He idly thought while moving the chair out of his way. He magically fixed her skirt, which the former captain had failed to fix. She still attempted to move back.

Sombra then focused on her person. He cast his magic up at the chains holding up her hands. They immediately dissipated into nothingness. She fell forward toward Sombra; who caught her before she hit the ground. ‘And caused any more damage.’ Even Sombra could tell this was bad. ‘She’s trembling.’ When he had told his guard Captain to ‘rough her up’ he didn’t mean to rape the young mare. ‘How far had he gotten?’ Sombra thought.

She whimpered when she hit Sombra's Chest. She then pushed off and attempted to stand on her own only to fall back toward Sombra. All the time standing on the ice and her back straight had basically destroyed her ability to stand on her own; ‘I’ll just have to help then, Do I?’ Sombra unbuttoned his trademark red cloak and wrapped it around the Alicorn. She winced as it came to her wings, which were still bound. Sombra recalled that the wings were one of the most sensitive parts of the body of a pegasus.

Without a word, he wrapped the cloak around her and buttoned it up. He ‘coerced’ her into leaning into him to help her stand. He looked down at her feet. They were wet and extremely cold. ‘That’ll not do.’ He thought. He wrapped her feet in his magic and warmed them up. He then took the blindfold off her eyes, he looked deeply at her violet eyes to make sure she wasn't acting. He could immediately tell she wasn’t, 'I know fear, I know pain.’ He thought, ‘She really is broken.'

Twilight Sparkle looked at him in the eye and timidly said, “Thank you.” He just nodded. Twilight looked back down at the floor. They exited the dungeon, Twilight leaning on Sombra for support, into the blinding light. Starting a new day for Twilight

Author's Note

If there are any errors, please let me knwo!

(Yes that's on purpose)

EDIT: Just realized this chapter was named wrong! And fixed some other things.