The Art of Magic: Infamy of the Facility

Once in, there is no way back...Not until you are fully used...Magic, a terrible thing...Yet, it does so much good...

“Sweetie, is the all really real?” Twinkle asked scared when she finally came out of her curl.

“I wish it wasn't real Twinkle, but I tried everything I know to wake myself up, it is real...” replied Sweetie as the tears collected in her eyes. “Soon, we are no more... Used, burned to keep this place running...”

The further she spoke those words, the harder it got to hold herself until she just couldn't do anything but cry. More tears then she ever had shed fell down her cheeks, rolling off her chin and onto the stone cold metal floor.

Twinkle tried her best to comfort the young mare, but it didn't work. Sweetie’s heart was broken, taken out of her body, frozen and smashed against the wall, into thousands of pieces. The reality of this place seemed so surreal.

Her sister and one of her best friends ran this place. The mare tried to understand it, find reasons how, what or even why. But instead she starts to sob loudly and scream softly in pure emotional pain. A couple other ponies in the cell started to do the same.

On the very top of the Facility, Rarity sat behind her bloodstained desk, having her elbows resting on it as she hold her chin against her hooves, staring a little dreamy out of her eyes. She looked into her office, it was grim and many bloodstains covered the wall but that was how she liked it the most.

The white unicorn took a look to her left and she saw a window which allowed her to look inside the pipe which led to the chimney. Filling itself with a liquid, before it was blasted away every once and awhile. The mare got a lethal smile on her face as the bright colors of the liquid illuminated her office. Then the liquid was shot up, letting the office fall back into the light of the normal lamps.

She turned her attention to her front only to be met by a heavy metal door separated her from the rest of the Facility. On the walls, bloodstains as far as the eye could reach, but next to that there was nothing on the wall except some dossier closets.

To her right was one big glass window which overlooked the top floor. The floor where it all happened. She stood up from her chair and walked up to the window. She reached it and raised on her hind legs, placing her front hooves behind her back, overlooking the floor. She only smiled at the sight her eyes saw.

She walked back to her desk and just plopped back into the chair, turning herself around and faced the back wall. She gazed upon the countless magic screens which floated there. From her she could follow every single activity in the Facility as her mixed irises scanned each screen.

Her eyes fell on one of them and a devilish grin appeared on her countenance. She saw an Unworthy Unicorn colt. His body cut open and undone from most of his blood. He was all tied up, unable to move. Left to die in a horrible way. Rarity turned herself around again and charged up her horn, and a magic control panel began to appear before her. Her eyes gazed upon the arcane symbols it had and read them all, mumbling them in the old unicorn language.

“Let’s see if you still got something in you darling.” Rarity said as she charged up her horn a little more and one of the buttons on the panel got pushed. The unicorn turned her attention back to the magic screen and brought it before her, placing her elbows on the elbow-rests of her chair and rest her chin on her hooves once again.

She watched how a set metal arms came down, each arm had a syringe and a long tube leading into the ceiling. The colt noticed the sound and he looked up, only to meet his fear once more as a couple tears ran down his face. Rarity zoomed in at the screen and noticed the tears rolling down, this is exactly what she hoped for.

“So you still have some left...” she said with a smirk. The arms stopped just above the colt and the mare pushed another button with her magic. The arms jammed the syringes into the poor colt. Two of the syringes entered his tear tube as others entered different parts of the body, directly into the bloodstreams.

With the syringes started to do their work and sucked all of the still flowing juices straight out of the dying colt. He was not even granted a last tear and he passed away from his loss of liquids.

As the arms took the syringes out of his body and retract up in the ceiling again, as two stallion wearing the hazard masks untied the colt and dragged the lifeless body away from it, walking out of Rarity’s view. The unicorn placed the magic screen back by the others as her eyes pierced on the others trying to find them.

Eventually she found them on a screen in one of the boiler rooms, the mare brought the screen before her with her magic and watched amused at the sight of what was going to happen. The stallions opened a door of one of the furnaces causing some flames to burst out, startling them.

The flames raged on for some time before they died down a little and they threw the dead body in. The fires started to rage once again, using the flesh and skin of the colt as its new fuel. The stallions didn't hesitate a second and just shut the door again after which they left the room.

As the fires consumed the colt, clouds of steam left the chimney from the boiler and all the pistons started to jam even harder than they already did as the gears turned even faster. The colt was literally feeding the whole Facility. But as he was used, dozens followed his place.

The mare placed the screen back to its original position as she turned herself around, looking at the control panel. She let it being dissolved into nothing but smoke as she summoned a cup of tea for herself and gazed upon her dossier closets. She charged up her horn once again a little as two drawers opened and some files were raised up and placed down until she had the right ones.

She levitated the two dossiers towards herself as the drawers closed again and she dropped them on her desk, ones was labeled S. Belle, 1549 as the other was labeled T. Sparkle, 1543. The white coated mare let go a small sigh as she levitated her cup of tea and took a small sip from it, opening the first dossier and began reading with a ice cold look in her eyes.

Rarity’s eyes gazed upon the words written in it but was interrupted by a knock on the heavy metal door. She didn't look up but only spoke two word. “Come in.”

The door opened and Twilight walked into the office as she said. “You wanted to see me, Rarity?”

The white coated Unicorn placed her cup of tea down and looked up from the file, placing her attention on Twilight’s eyes. “Why yes Twilight, would you bring number 1.549 and number 1.543 please?”

“May I ask why? B-Because you never call any of them, up here...” Twilight asked as she stood before the desk.

“I have my reasons and they are not yours to question. Just make sure their horns are restrained.” Twilight nodded in an understanding way and left the office without a word, closing the metal door behind her.

Sweetie and Twinkle sat both in the cell, curled up against each other as their cheeks had dried up tear marks all over them. They tried their best to get some sleep, but shook up as the heavy door opened once again. Twilight appeared on the catwalk. “Sweetie Belle and Twinkle Sparkle. You two are coming with me.”

Before any of the two could resist, Twilight charged up her horn and both mares were tied up and their horns got cut off from their flow of magic. “W-What are you g-going to do w-with us?” Sweetie asked scared as she looked up to the mulberry coated mare.

“You will see soon enough.” Twilight replied as she lifted the two out of the cell and up the catwalk. “Now move!”

The young mares couldn't do much else then just follow Twilight all the way up to the Facility, the sounds still went to marrow and bone as the kept shivering at hearing them. No matter how many times they heard them, they just couldn't and wouldn't get used to it.

“W-Why Twilight?” Twinkle asked scared as she looked to her sister. Twilight sighed deeply at hearing it but didn't answer as they reached the door to the office.

She knocked on the door once again. “Come in.” was heard from the other side and Twilight charged up her horn a little, causing the door up swing open. And granting the young mares a gleam of her. The white unicorn sat almost casually on her chair as they both were brought in. Twilight nodded to Rarity and went away again, leaving the young mares alone with the mad mare.

Sweetie looked at her sister and almost loathed at the sight. This wasn't the Rarity she remembered, this was a monster. She didn't even want to look at the eyes, for she couldn't stand the color of them and expression stood on murder. Yet with a vague hint of pleasure.

“You two disgraces, are the worst we ever had! You could have passed! The both of you could have! But you were too nervous to do it. That is why, you are Unworthy Unicorns. We have no use for you. Only one...” Rarity spoke as she pointed to the chimney and the fillies pointed their attention to it.

They saw nothing in it until some sort of liquid bubbled up and illuminated the office. They both had a better look at it but before they could react, it shot further up under a thunder roll. “That is the only purpose you have here.” Rarity continued as she started to chuckle in a dark manner.

“W-What happened to you sis!” Sweetie wondered as she looked back to her sister, wondering where the mare was she once loved.

“She is still here, she never left. But you are to blame for you own mistakes.” she replied in a ice cold voice.

“What have you done to my sister!?” Twinkle yelled all the sudden.

“Be quiet you!” Rarity yelled in return. The young mare began to crawl behind Sweetie out of fear for the mare.

Sweetie and Twinkle shivered in fear and got the scare of their lives again when the door opened. Trixie was standing in the opening. “Trixie has come to announce that the time is nigh one again, Rarity.”

The white coated mare turned her attention away from the young mares and towards Trixie as she spoke. “Good Trixie, you know what to do. And please, take these two with you, I don’t want to see them anymore, not before it is their turn.”

“Trixie shall do that.” She said while taking the young mares in her magic gasp and dragged them away. The blue coated mare pulled the door shut behind her and in the hallway she tied the fillies together much to her own pleasure.

After another walk through the Facility they reached the holding cell again and Trixie levitated the mares up, bringing them down to the floor and released when they were close to it under a dark chuckle. Causing them both to fall face flat on the floor. “Trixie will meet you all soon enough again.” she said as she left to Celestia knows were as Twinkle and Sweetie came close to each other and hugged each other tightly, hoping to still wake up from this nightmare.