The Art of Magic: Infamy of the Facility

The Art of Magic, a terrible truth...A truth many know...But don’t live on to tell the tale...

As Sweetie and Twinkle were dropped in their cell they heard countless screams. Countless pistons which came rushing down with a crushing speed, gears that grinded bones and steam that burned unicorns. The two started shivered in true fear.

Unicorns who passed away were simply used burned to keep the boilers running, not even their ashes were spared as every, single, bit, was burned until there was nothing left. But for what, for who? The saying goes that stories are there to be told, but certain stories are best left untold.

Unlike the last place, here, they were in one big cell, with around twenty other young adults. Sweetie took a look around while the door closed and they were finally freed from the blood red magic. She noticed some tubes going all over the place. But was unable to see what was in them, maybe for the better. She also saw a catwalk walking high above them and turned her attention back to the floor, only the hallway, locked on both sides with with heavy metal doors. But the sounds, they went through marrow and bone.

And again, they were left there for Celestia knows how long, the food was worse than the first prison, but still acceptable. “What do you think they are going to do to us?” Twinkle asked. Sweetie closed her eyes as she collected her thoughts and processed the sounds she heard, coming to one conclusion.

“Kill us, that is certain...” she said in a soft but sad tone.

Minutes turned into hours as the hours slowly passed into days, making it though for most of the mares and stallions to keep their minds together. But then, a couple figures came on the catwalk, all wearing hazard masks and white suits covered which were covered in blood.

All the ponies in the cell looked up to the catwalk as Sweetie and Twinkle tried to make out the coats of three ponies who stood in the middle of the catwalk. The one in the middle couldn't be seen so soon, but Twinkle assumed it was white. For them left, was a what appeared to be mulberry coated pony and the one to their right was blue. The mares tried to look through the glass of the hazard masks trying to identify the color of the eyes.

The pony in the middle spoke muffled due to the mask, disguising the real voice but it was without a doubt, female. “So you all failed your tests... You are all Unworthy Unicorns, but, you aren't useless. The unicorns were always the smallest in numbers, but always the most powerful ponies. Let’s do a simple quiz shall we? Who of you can tell me, where does magic comes from?”

A small stallion stood up. Sweetie looked at him and saw his broken glasses, implying he was quite the study head as he said. “It is inside of us, it always has been, they taught me that in school.” The white coated  pony started to release a muffled laugh and so did the other two.

The blue coated one said under a equally muffled voice. “That is what they teach you because we tell them to do so. If we told them where it really came from, things would shake the world so to say.” Sweetie and Twinkle somehow remembered something in those three ponies. They couldn't tell what it was, but something in their very guts just told them.

“Another question... Why did you all fail your tests? Were you all scared, nervous, unprepared perhaps?” the mulberry coated pony spoke also in a muffled voice. All of the young adult nodded, shaking in fear as they listened to the words spoken on the catwalk.

All of the sudden a deafening sound of metal over metal was heard, the impact was so hard that was felt through the whole building. The sound of a annoyed, muffled sigh followed afterward as the white coated pony said. “Piston four hundred twelve has problems once again, fix it. I am getting tired of it!” One of the masked stallions didn't know how soon he had to leave.

The blue coated pony took the word once again. “Since this will be your last stop, you probably want to know where are now right? Well...” The pony started to chuckle in a very dark manner. “You are in the Magic Facility.”

“You may have never heard of it, because it is the best kept secret in Equestria, the only pony who knows about it beside its employees, is princess Luna... And now, we want to introduce ourselves to you disgraces.” the white coated pony spoke as it turned its head to its left.

The blue coated pony removed her mask, only to reveal a pony, a face everypony knew, it was nopony else then Trixie. Her mane was filled with red highlights, messy and simply unclean. “Why yes, the Great and Powerful Trixie, shall guide you to your doom.” Some ponies already looked shocked but it would only become worse.

The white coated pony looked to its right as the mulberry coated pony removed its mask. But only to give Twinkle the scare of her life, that pony, who stood there on the catwalk, was nopony other than her sister Twilight Sparkle, she simply couldn't believe it. She wouldn't believe it. Her sister, working in place like this.

The pink stripe in her mane and tail had become blood red and she had blood stains all over her white suit. Twinkle just wanted to burst out in tears, this revelation, on top of this place. Had became too much for the young mare.

And then, it was the final pony’s turn. It removed its mask and now it was Sweetie who got the scare of her life. The mare got devastated by the scene that played on for only a couple seconds. That pony was her sister, Rarity. Rarity was leading this infernal place.

“No sis, this can’t be true... This can not be!” Sweetie shouted to her. Rarity looked at her sister, her mane weren't purple anymore, it was covered in blood and her suit was redder than the rest as her normally sapphire blue irises were now mixed with a blood red color.

“Why are you doing this? You are my sister Rarity! Don’t you love me anymore?”

This filled Rarity’s eyes with rage, madness and sadness. “I do love you Sweetie, why else did you think I helped you so much? I wanted you to pass, so you didn't end up here! A fate I wanted to spare you, but now, you are marked as an Unworthy Unicorn. There is little I can do.”

“Twilight, shall we?” Trixie asked as Rarity was too busy with her sister. Twilight smirked as she walked over to the mare and started to kiss her deeply.

Rarity heard the two and this only added to her frustration. “Ugh, this again, look that you love each other fine, but do it in private will you! You two are my greatest spies for the Princesses. To keep sure they won’t figure out we changed the ways out. But please, keep that to yourself will you.”

Trixie and Twilight broke the kiss and stood next to Rarity. “Tomorrow, you will all be magic, disgraces.” Trixie said with a sly smile on her face.

As Sweetie looked through the tears that had been building up she saw that all their irises had hints of blood red as well. But that her sister, her sweet sister ran this place, it devastated her. The mental hit she took from it, it was bigger than everything she ever got.

She fell to her behind, curled up to a ball and just cried, as many of the others already did. Twinkle just stood there, looking to her sister and with one thought going on, This can not be real. Twilight, Trixie and Rarity went away, only the masked stallions stayed to keep the peace between the prisoners. Eventually Twinkle curled up as well and started to sob.