Pride and Punishment

It was early in the morning when Luna awoke alone in her bed. In her magical planetarium the stars were still out, the sun didn't rise here. She yawned and rolled onto her other side. Trixie was across the room in front of a mirror, adjusting her magician's garb. She looked terribly pretty; her mane flowed from beneath her pointed hat and from behind just a gentle tuft of her tail could be seen hanging from the bottom of her cape.

Luna rubbed her eyes and yawned again. Trixie turned and struck a pose.

"Ta-dah! How do I look?"

Luna clapped her fore-hooves together in approval.

"Very dashing, dear. Very dashing."

Trixie bowed and gave a wicked smile.

"I want to look my best when I slice off your sister's head… I'm raring to go, how about you?"

Luna turned away and sighed. When she heard it said in that manner, she wasn't sure she wanted to go through with this. Her sister was evil and cruel – but it almost sounded like Trixie was looking forward to the bloodshed, surely that wasn't right.

"I… wish you wouldn't say it like that Trixie. I'll take no pleasure from killing her. It's just something that has to be done."

Trixie nodded and approached the bed and sat down next to Luna. It was fair to say that Trixie did take pleasure from killing – although she had strictly speaking killed three ponies, only one had been in cold-blood. The other two; the dungeon guards had simply been blocking her escape.

Trixie had played coy last night with Luna. Trixie wasn't a wicked pony but she was certainly flawed – last night with Luna she had felt something she had not felt before and she didn't want to lose it. She knew however that if Luna was to love the real Trixie, she would have to show her true colours to the princess.

"But Luna – there was something magical I felt when I ended Twilight Sparkle's life. She had so many years ahead of her; so much to look forward to and I took that away. Can you imagine how powerful that felt? Do you want to know how I did it?"

Luna gulped and nodded. She was the more powerful pony – but she knew Trixie had a dark side. She had never met a murderer before and frankly, it aroused her. The idea of being with someone who might choke the life from her was sordidly exciting. It reminded her of the times when she was younger and Princess Celestia had spanked her for misbehaving. It had felt wrong but she had felt a twinge of pleasure each time she was punished.

Trixie put her hoof on Luna's tummy and the stump of her horn glowed as the sharp little dagger levitated from under her cloak. She made the blade very softly run through the fur of Luna's exposed belly. The cold sharp blade made Luna's spine tingle as it ran down towards her navel.

"She was all cut up, guts hanging from her slim little tummy, begging me to spare her. She looked very beautiful, blood all over her face."

Luna's eyes widened and Trixie moved her face closer to Luna's ear, whispering now.

"I pushed this very blade behind her windpipe and she made a gurgling sound. I've never seen a pony's eyes as wide as hers were as I gave it a little twist and yanked it out through her throat. It was absolutely delicious."

Luna closed her eyes and took Trixie's fore-hoof in hers, bringing it to her mouth and kissing around the edge. Trixie smiled; it seemed she wasn't the only pony who found death quite a turn-on.

"And when the blade slipped out and her warm blood gushed all over me, I swear if it wasn't for time constraints, I would have pleasured myself watching that poor… innocent… young pony's life slip away in front of me."

Trixie leaned forward and kissed Luna softly on the lips.

"Do you like that Luna? Do you like my wicked side? "

The princess nodded and started to rub herself down below. Trixie took Luna's hoof and put it by her side, levitating the blade to down below the exposed pony's legs. She turned the dagger around and let the blunt hilt push gently into Luna's warm, wet hole.

"Allow me…" Trixie purred.

Princess Celestia sat flanked by two Elite guards in the Canterlot infirmary; by her side was a small fire which gave her some respite from the cold in this chilly, sterile operating theatre.

The walls were bleached white and a steel surgical table stood in the centre of the room complete with a conscious patient strapped to it. The unfortunate victim was the guard who Celestia had seduced in frustration, giving her a few minutes of entertainment but certainly not scratching the itch. This was the part she enjoyed the most.

The patient's mouth was gagged. With his back down, his fore and hind legs were strapped to the table leaving his rather large stallion-hood exposed. A door opened and a male unicorn dressed in an immaculate white gown entered. He had a surgical mask and latex gloves over his fore-hooves.

"Good morning Your Majesty. Another willing recruit I see? It has been a while since you have come to watch!"

The Princess chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, Doctor Chib. Please don't mind me, you know how much I try and give them some moral support!"

"Would you like the usual, Princess Celestia?"

The Princess nodded again and the doctor's horn glowed, removing a cloth from a small table, revealing a number of surgical tools underneath.

"Oki-doki then! Let's begin. Chin-up old chap, this won't hurt too much."

The doctor patted the patient on the shoulder and levitated a surgical scalpel from the table. Furrowing his brow in concentration, he brought the blade between the stallion's legs and began making an incision in his testicles. The patient moaned through the leather bit strapped into his mouth, eyes darting around the room and trying to brace through the pain.

Princess Celestia's guards did not flinch. They had been through this procedure themselves and although at the time they had suffered, the calmness and focus it provided to serve the princess unerringly, was worth the pain.

The doctor pulled both of the stallion's testicles through the incision and took some surgical cord, wrapping it around the ducts which connected the large balls to the body, tightly cutting off blood flow. He had been doing this for many years and was rather proud of what a good castration he could perform, hence becoming the 'go-to' doctor for the princess.

"Good boy, not long to go now."

Taking the scissors, the doctor cut through the cord of the first testicle severing it from the body. The patient screamed through the gag and banged the back of his head against the solid steel table.

"There's one done your majesty. Would you like it now?"

"Thank you doctor."

The doctor wiped the blood off the purple and white orb and took a thin steel skewer from the tool table, pushing it straight through the severed organ. He levitated it to the Princess who used her own telekinesis to begin roasting the testicle in the open fire. The doctor continued his work.

The room filled with the smell of cooking meat and the Princess slowly turned the skewer, making sure the entire testicle was slightly grilled before raising it to her mouth and taking a large bite.

"Oh that is simply wonderful. I really should come down here more often."

Trixie and Luna lay on the bed together looking up at the stars. It was dawning upon them now that today could be the last of their lives.

Luna had explained the plan to Trixie. It all sounded so simple in theory. She had constructed a single portal in a storage cupboard close to the guard's quarters in Canterlot; this was how she was able to move from between the palace and her personal planetarium. This would be the single point of entry through which she and Trixie would enter the palace. After that they would enter the guard's quarters where they would first encounter the Princess' minions.

Luna had drawn a simple plan of the inner chambers of Canterlot. According to her informant who was a senior guard, five of his most trusted charges had agreed to assist in the coup – they would be identified by a black ribbon tied around their tails. Once Trixie and Luna entered the guard's quarters, the five marked guards would fight beside them.

Luna emphasised that the guards they would face here were not particularly powerful and would fall easily. Once through the guard's quarters it would be easy to reach the throne room and face Princess Celestia – however she would almost certainly have number of elite guards to hand. These ponies would fight to the death for the Princess.

"Do not engage in hoof-to-hoof combat at any time – let our comrades in the guards fight them. We will assist with magic." Luna had explained.

Trixie's main concern had been as to how Princess Celestia could be defeated. Luna explained that the concept of immortality was a misnomer. She and Celestia would indeed live forever, never becoming old or infirm, yet like everything else in nature, blunt force, decapitation or trauma to the vital organs would bring about death.

"Have you ever tried to cast a spell with your eyes closed? It is quite impossible. This is the key to our victory." Luna told Trixie.

The plan itself to stop Celestia's powerful magic was worryingly simple. Disable the Princess' sight making her unable to cast accurately. Celestia considered Luna's spells to be pathetic compared to her own but Luna's spells all required a 'familiar' – a companion of good intent whom Luna can empower, sharing her innate abilities and chaining their magical power together. Luna demonstrated by holding hooves with Trixie and asking her to cast a simple spell. Trixie cast her 'fireworks' trick but instead of sparks and flares, a blazing ball of fire had manifested itself, hovering dangerously close to her chest.

"Now Trixie, just picture what you want the flame to look like… and push it where you want it to go."

Trixie imagined a blazing dagger and the ball of flames shaped itself into a blade somewhat like her favourite one – the one which had ended her most hated pony, Twilight Sparkle. A gentle push of her free arm sent the fireball hurtling away and out into the eerie space around the planetarium. Trixie was amazed at the powers Luna could bestow upon her but did not understand the rationality behind Luna's abilities. Luna explained her theory on why some unicorns were so adept at 'destructive' magic and others at 'helpful' magic.

"I believe generations of my family had two types of magic wielders – those who could fight directly and those who could support and empower. Imagine an army, Trixie – one thousand Celestia's each having their power multiplied by one thousand Luna's. "

Trixie nodded and understood. Just as Celestia and Luna had once raised the sun and moon together, their magic complemented each other. It made it seem even more pathetic that the wicked Celestia had disregarded and hurt Trixie's beautiful, powerful filly-friend. How much she wanted Celestia to suffer for what she had done to Luna and herself.

Luna was convinced she would be able to paralyse Celestia albeit temporarily - at that point Trixie was to be unchained from Luna's spell and use her dagger to blind Celestia. Blind and unable to cast spells, they would be able to offer her banishment or death.

"Please, please, please let me kill her Luna! Oh, I want it so bad! I want to see her squirm."

Trixie's pleading eyes caused Luna to smile and hug her filly-friend.

"You really are incorrigible, Trixie! Besides, can you see my sister submitting? She'd rather die than step down… you know… I too want to see you kill her so much… Will you do it like you did to Twilight Sparkle? While I watch?"

Luna smooched Trixie and closed her eyes. She knew that letting Trixie torture and murder her sister wouldn't make her forget the years of abuse but it just seemed so right. Trixie's sadism was a turn-on.

"Trixie, if we survive and rescue Equestria… would you marry me? We could rule together, you, me and the foal? A new life for Equestria – the New Lunar Republic. We can make it a true utopia once again."

Trixie smiled and kissed Luna on the lips and neck. A shiver of excitement ran up her spine. She was in love and wanted this moment to last forever. Trixie took Luna's hooves and placed them on the bulge of her tummy where the foal grew.

"I will marry you, Luna. Will you accept my foal as your own? Raise it together?"

Luna kneeled and kissed the bulge before standing back up and nuzzling Trixie.

"Yes! Of course! That little foal will get all the love in Equestria!"

The pair kissed and looked into each other's eyes. A lonely, sensitive princess and a damaged murderer had fallen in love. Sometimes life took ponies in strange directions. Maybe all the suffering and horror of the past six months could be worth it in the end?

The time to fight was at hand and two ponies prepared – Luna slipped on her light decorative slippers and socks before affixing her royal necklace around her shoulders. Trixie loved the theatrics and made sure her hat, cape and mane were perfect for the performance she intended to give. She examined her dagger. There was a little notch ground into the metal handle; she had carved it in after killing Twilight Sparkle. Trixie hoped her dagger would notch up another kill today, a slow and bloody one which would change Equestria forever and ensure the survival of herself, her beautiful partner and the foal which grew inside her.

"It is getting close to midday, Trixie. Are you ready? "

Turning to Luna, Trixie tilted down the brim of her magician's hat and smiled wickedly.

"Let's get this show on the road."

Luna took Trixie's hoof in hers and looked around her beautiful planetarium for what could be the last time. She hoped that if there was an afterlife, it was a little like this. Closing her eyes, Luna began to cast and with a flash the two fillies disappeared – teleporting back to Equestria to face their destiny.