Fallout Equestria: Blitz's Story

Beep beep beep beep

"Ugh, stop it already!"

A brown foreleg shot out, knocking the intruding alarm clock off its perch on the bedside table. It hit the floor with a clattering sound...landing in the growing pile of its predecessors that had also dared to intrude on their owner's sleep. One would have thought she would just not set an alarm at all.

Groaning, and now unable to return to dreamland, Blitz Anomaly swung her body slowly out of bed. She would have prefered hours more sleep but, as usual, that wasn't happening. She slid into a clean suit and checked her pipbuck for today's list of tasks.

"Damn it, another meeting with Scarlet Edge?!" She muttered, disgruntled.

She hated that crimson coated, red eyed, cold hearted snob...especially since she was known to be one of the most mean and cruel of all the unicorns in the Stable. The knife cutie mark she bore on her flank, with the blade partially coated in blood, testified to her position as the Overmare's official "executioner". Blitz huffed.

"Stupid unicorn." She growled. "Only thing she's ever done right was helping me earn my cutie mark."

She snorted, then scowled at the memory. Scarlet had come to her, supposedly very upset, and told her a young earth pony slave had gotten out of thier cell and was loose somewhere trying to escape. All unicorns were busy except her and Blitz, and would Blitz please get her flank out of her room and help track him.

Blitz growled again. She should have known it was a setup...Scarlet never asked her for help. But she had obliged, and had found the young slave cowering in a lower vault looking absolutely terrified. Her stomach knotted remembering the moment their eyes met, and his panicked pleas.

"Don't send me back...please...just kill me...don't send me back." he'd begged, horror etched on his face

"You have to go back." She had returned, trying not to sound as sympathetic as she felt. "You should have known you couldn't escape. How the hell did you get out anyway?"

"I...she...let me out..." he mumbled. "Brought me here and said to not move or she'd kill me..."

"Who did and why?" She demanded.

"S-Scarlet...she said...it was a test. For you..." he cringed away from her.

Enraged, she had to take several breaths. So that conniving bitch had decided to force her to accept the slavery of the Stable by sending her after one.

"Its not your fault." She nudged him. "Let's go."

"Please...no...just end me. Please!"

She took him back, and turned him over to Scarlet, in spite of all her doubts.

"Good, you found him. And now what happens to those who attempt escape, hmm?"

Scarlet's eyes had glowed with glee, and Blitz had no time to react before she'd drawn the knife she carried and rammed it through the slave's throat. He sank down in a pool of his own blood, gurgling and thrashing briefly before he stilled.

Blitz, outraged at being tricked, and with what she had just witnessed, unexpectedly attacked the other mare less than an hour later...cornering her in her room as she was getting ready to go to bed.

"Blitz, what the hell are you doing in here?!"

"You thought I'd walk away from earlier calmly and never address it? You stupid bitch. You used me. You used him. And then when it was over, and both of us were no longer needed for your damn purposes, you killed him in cold blood and you turned your back on me."

"It was neccessary. The Overmare-"

"-can go fuck herself with red hot iron." Blitz snarled. "And so can you. I will never fucking agree with the way things are, so leave me the hell alone!"

"Blitz, everypony has to accept our ways sooner or later. Stop bucking against the system. It works. Live with it."

"Oh fuck you! And by the way, this is for earlier!"

She had attacked, and gotten in several blows before other unicorns arrived to pull her off. And when all was said and done, she noticed the glow on her flank, and there was her cutie mark.

It hadn't taken much to figure out what it meant. It meant her talent was unexpected attacks, from any direction, that were against normal attack procedures. Meaning nopony would ever see her coming.

Maybe not the mark she expected, or the mark she hoped for, but at least she knew her destiny now.

She shook herself out of her thoughts and left her room, heading to the recreation room she knew Scarlet would be waiting for her in. To her surprise, the Overmare was also present this time.

"Ah, Blitz." She smiled what could only be described as an unfriendly smile. "So good of you to finally join us."

Meaning she was almost an hour late and they were angry. Blitz shrugged, not caring.

"Overslept. Alarm malfuctioned." Partially true.

"Yes, well, have a seat." The Overmare pointed to a chair.

"I'll stand."

"Blitz. My dear mare. This will be a long chat, and-"

"It'll be longer unless you get to the damn point, Overmare. And don't call me dear." Blitz barely refrained from snarling.

The Overmare blinked at being addressed that way. But then Blitz was well known for against the normal, expected behaviours, as well as for bucking against any authority she did not agree with.

"Very well, suit yourself." The Overmare cleared her throat. "Your skills at detecting unexpected attacks and also carrying them out have not gone unnoticed."

"And?" Blitz narrowed her eyes.

"There has been unrest among the slaves, and we fear they may be planning something. We would like you to figure out what it is so we can stop it."

"And I would agree to this why?"

"If they plan to revolt or some such thing as that, your intervention would stop it and save valuable lives." The Overmare answered.

"Valuable lives as in unicorn lives." Blitz returned.

"Well yes, of course."

"You know where I stand on this." Blitz growled.

"We know, Blitz." Scarlet spoke up. "But damn it, can you not cooperate for once in your life?! This is serious."

"How do I know its not some fucking trick like before?"

Blitz's eyes locked into Scarlet's, animosity clear. Scarlet didn't flinch, nor did she look away.

"I can assure you the threat is potentially real." The Overmare intervened coolly.

"Can you blame them?" Blitz said hotly. "Would you like being forced to work against your will all the time? Or deprived of roaming freely through the Stable? Hmm?"

"Blitz, I know your opinions on this. But believe me, this is neccessary. We as unicorns are-"

"-'a far more superior and much more worthy race of ponies and as such deserve far more than the lower class known as the earth ponies'. I know, I've heard that more than enough times." Blitz scowled. "Fine, whatever. I don't want to, but you'll find a way to trick me into it and fuck that. What do you want from me?"

The Overmare nodded at Scarlet, who left the room, then looked back at Blitz.

"We have a slave who I believe you may be able to get info from that she refuses to give to us. I am giving you full control over her, do what you want with her, but get that information out of her."

Before Blitz could answer, Scarlet re-entered, dragging a young earth pony mare behind her in her magic. The slave looked like she had been through multiple interrogations already. Blood, both dried and wet, was matted into her grey coat, and multiple bruises were also visible. She looked worn, beaten, and even a bit fearful as she was roughly dumped on the floor in front of Blitz.

"She's all yours." Scarlet stated, almost gleefully. "And by the way, she is pretty decent at sexual interactions...with the right motivation. You should try her out."

Blitz felt like throwing up on the spot. Using these slaves for hard labour was bad enough...using them for one's own sexual pleasure was something else entirely. She barely contained her disgust as she looked at the Overmare.

"Am I dismissed?"

"Oh, certainly." The Overmare strode out, and Scarlet followed with a snicker.

"Enjoy your new toy, Blitz."

Growling, Blitz looked down at the mare still cowering on the floor, her frightened emerald green eyes looking up in uncertainty and dread. Gritting her teeth, Blitz lit her horn and lifted her to her hooves, steadying her as she let her lean against her own body for support.

"Come on."

The mare did not protest or argue as she was taken along the corridor to Blitz's room. Blitz made sure the door was shut, then eased the mare onto her bed, not caring about the blood that got on her blankets. She then carefully prodded her with her magic, testing for injuries.

"Ahh..." the mare whimpered as a particularly tender bruise was poked.

"Sorry." Blitz stopped instantly.

She got water and a cloth and started cleaning the blood out of the mare's fur, being as gentle as she could.

"W-why are you being nice?"

Blitz sighed. "I know I do nothing about how you're treated, but that doesn't mean I approve. I've seen how my kind treats yours, and...I'm sorry."

The mare grimaced. "You...have not seen all of it, miss...um..."

"Blitz. My name is Blitz."

"Blitz."

"Mhm. What's your name?"

"S143."

"Thats...not a name."

"It's a number. Means Slave 143. We are not even considered worthy of names."

"Damn unicorns..." Blitz muttered. "How about I call you...Sunshine?"

It was the first S name she thought of.

"Call me whatever. I'm your slave now."

Blitz grimaced. "No. Maybe to them, but not to me."

S143...Sunshine stared intensely at her. "You are unlike any other unicorn I've met in this Stable. You actually care."

"Yeah...yet I do nothing. Why? Because even I am not stupid enough to buck against an entire group of unicorns. Besides, what is the worst you go through? I've seen the beatings...and they're bad. I've seen you worked nearly to death."

"You have never seen the Sanctum."

This quiet assertion made Blitz freeze, and she looked at Sunshine, arching an eyebrow.

"The...Sanctum?"

"You don't know it, do you?"

"I have never heard of it."

"Figures. Only the Overmare and that knife weilding butcher and a few others ever use it."

"What is it?"

Sunshine's eyes met hers, with a haunted look, and it took a few tries to answer.

"The Sanctum is a torture chamber, Blitz. If you go in...you come out horribly disfigured or worse, dead. They use it to see what new and absolutely horrible things they can do to us. And sometimes, they drag one of us in to watch them do it. You can't begin to imagine the sights...the sounds. The screams."

Blitz looked positively ill. "I...but..."

"The mutilations are gruesome and bloody." Sunshine pressed on, off in another world now. That world. No doubt hearing and seeing all those things in her mind. "I have seen them, Blitz...slowly and painfully carving up my friends, my family, leaving nothing but bloody carcasses."

Blitz nearly threw up at the description, and it took a few deep breaths before her stomach settled a little bit.

"Fuck them." She managed weakly. "Fuck those stupid unicorns. I can't...how can they be so cruel...?"

"The worst of them is the one you call Scarlet." Sunshine murmured. "To us, she is the Butcher. She smiles at our fear, she laughs at the screams. She makes everything as painful as possible."

"I'll fucking kill her." Blitz growled in rage.

"Blitz..."

"Sunshine, where is this Sanctum?"

"Located a vault below, but Blitz...no...the horrors..."

"I am going to see for myself." Blitz stood. "You stay here. I'll return soon."

Despite protests, she left her room and made her way to the vault below, determined to find this place of utter cruelty. It was easier than she thought. She rounded a corner and saw a wickedly chuckling Scarlet walking to a door, sharpening her already gleaming blade with magic as she walked.

Blitz stayed out of sight, tagging along, and watched as Scarlet entered a pass code and entered the room. She ducked in hastily before the door closed and found herself in a dim little area, like a hallway. At the end were lights, and Scarlet was walking that way, cackling to herself.

"Oh, what victim shall I use today?"

Blitz started after her, then promptly froze as a blood curdling scream of agony sounded, seeming to echo all around her. A panicked, sobbing voice reached her ears.

"No...no..no please...please don't...no! NO!"

Another scream. Blitz pushed forward, in spite of her churning stomach. She had to know. Her slow steps carried her to the end of the corridor, and she peeked around the door. She immediately gagged.

The room was filled with terrifying items one could only describe as torture items. Chains, knives, saw blades, branding irons. They lined the walls, their presence seemingly mocking any pony that entered. Tables with straps stood in the center of the room, a couple of them holding earth ponies strapped down and begging for mercy.

Mutilated and blood soaked corpses hung from hooks like decorations. The walls and floor were speckled and splashed with blood and gore. A cackling sound drew her attention to Scarlet, who had stepped up to one of the two trembling ponies, a young stallion, her blade pressing against his throat.

"Why don't I start with you?" She purred in an almost cheerful tone. "You want to play, right?"

"No...no...please..." he begged in terror.

Scars lined his body, a sign he'd been tortured before. Blitz was having trouble refraining from vomiting, wanting to leave yet somehow rooted to the spot.

"What's that?" Scarlet grinned. "You DO want to play? Oh good!"

Her knife slid down, along his chest and belly, and Blitz cringed at his frightened sobs. Scarlet stopped, just above his private parts, grinning evilly. He whimpered and tugged at his restraints in vain.

She moved down to one hind leg, and applied pressure above his hoof, dragging the knife back up as he screamed. She repeated it with his other back leg, leaving flaps of skin that she took hold of with her magic. Blitz realised with horrifying clarity what was going on, and part of her screamed to stop it, while she remained glued to her current spot.

Scarlet's magic pulled forcefully at the flaps of skin, tearing them upwards, ripping them from the flesh and bone as blood spurted out from torn vessels and veins. His screams grew louder with each pull as she effectively skinned him alive.

Blitz had finally had more than she could take. She tried to stop herself, but she failed and ended up emptying what little contents her stomach held out onto the floor, drawing Scarlet's attention to herself. She saw the look of disbelief, then wicked amusement.

"Well well."

"Y-you sick bitch...I'll-" was all she got out, before collapsing in a heap as everything went black.