28 Days To Armageddon

Mist Dawn was exhausted. She’d pulled and pulled at her bonds but could not break free. Their hold on her hooves played a reflective purpose to Steel’s hold on her heart. The evil pony had done everything to her short of killing her. At this point, the poor, helpless pony wished that death would wrap its sweet embrace around her. It had to be better than another beating or another tongue lashing or another raping. She’d lost count of the amount of times she’d been assaulted in the time she’d been bound to the wall. Steel only allowed her to get up for these punishing crimes. By this point, Mist was tired of fighting. She accepted it.

It came about that Steel and Dark Thorn reentered the chamber, dragging another pony with them. The cyan fur of this newcomer had been ripped to shreds and her rainbow mane was woefully unkempt. Mist couldn’t believe her eyes as Rainbow Dash was thrown up against the wall beside her. Steel and Dark then went to work, doing dastardly things to the mare’s body. Like a ragdoll, Dash was tortured, beaten, and horribly raped in front of Mist. The original prisoner wailed as her friend was treated in such a fashion, begging the evil duo to stop.

“PLEASE! PLEASE!” Mist cried, “I’LL DO ANYTHING, JUST STOP HURTING HER!”

“Oh…you’ll do anything?” The sinister Steel asked, “and just what is…anything?”

“You can have me as a slave, you can whip me, you can fuck me, you can do whatever you please to me. I’ll take it like a mare and I won’t scream. Just please…promise me you’ll stop harming my friend.”

Steel looked at Mist and Rainbow. The rusty gears hidden within her ferocious mind began turning. She knew that her mistress wanted to reveal herself when everypony was present in the room. So, she’d begun dragging the investigative team in one by one. The Grand Master would be most displeased if she stopped now. But at the same time, Mist was quite the attractive little pony. She scanned up and down, stopping to pay special attention to the jewel she’d ravaged over and over again. The truth was, Mist was in no position to make requests…and Steel Quill knew it. The grey mare, with fire burning in her eyes, stepped over to Mist and slapped her.

“You can’t do anything to me,” she growled, grabbing Mist’s face, “I am already your superior. I RULE you, Mist Dawn, and there’s nothing you can do about that. Why should I make a promise to you when I can have everything I want right now?”

“No…please,” Mist managed to sputter, “I…I’m begging you.”

“Begging will get you nowhere, silly filly!” Steel growled, “for this is my destiny. To rape, plunder, pillage, and destroy. I have been charged by my mistress, and soon enough, all of Equestria will bow at her hooves. Then, all the mares will be forced into sexual relationships with her. She’ll dominate them, fucking them until they are of no more use to her and then slaughtering them like the pigs that they are!”

Mist’s eyes filled with tears. How could somepony be so malevolent? Her anger melted away, replaced by a deep sadness and a mourning for her homeland. She felt that, with Steel and this mistress of hers running things, everypony would be torn apart. Nopony would ever feel love, joy, or friendship ever again. They’d be too busy wallowing in their own heartache. Mares would be ripped from their foals and stallions. Families split apart forever. She couldn’t take the thought of little colts and fillies crying for their mothers, nor those same mothers being tortured so by this mistress of Steel’s. The tears fell down her cheeks freely, for she felt so utterly powerless. She couldn’t stop Steel…she couldn’t even break from the chains that held her to the wall.

I have failed you, my dear friend, she silently told Twilight, you were right…a friendship between the two of us has only led to trouble. I should never have stopped you in town that day.

“Aw…is da poow wittwe fiwwy cwying?” Steel asked mockingly.

“I just don’t know how somepony who had your beginning could turn so cruel,” Mist said sadly, “Twilight gave you everything…and you turned into this. She gave you friendship, trust, and all the Elements of Harmony put together.”

“Oh, she did, did she?” Steel asked with sarcastic rhetoric, “well then, Mist Dawn, tell me. Where was this ‘friendship’ when I laid my heart on the table for her?”

“She loved you, Steel Quill,” Mist said honestly, “I could see it in her eyes.”

“That’s a lie!” Steel shouted, grabbing Mist’s throat, “she broke my heart! You weren’t there! You couldn’t know!”

“But I do!” Mist cried, “when she told me your story, she held this look in her face. She may not have loved you romantically, but she loved you like a sister!”

“That’s nowhere near good enough!” Steel growled, “I wanted her body, her soul, her heart! I wanted her! We’d been through so much together…and it wasn’t her right to take it all away from me!”

“She had to!” Mist shouted back, “you had begun stalking her! You were the one who took it away from yourself!”

Steel looked at the ground, and then back at Mist. This pony simply didn’t understand her feelings for Twilight. She couldn’t grasp the pure and simple love that she’d offered her. No, this pony was her slave, chained until The Grand Master chose to reveal herself. This was about so much more than Steel’s feelings. This was about the very fate of Equestria and, if the mistress was to have her glorious day, then Steel needed to remain strong. She remembered what The Grand Master had told her: you will have times when you shall waver, but remember what rewards await you. My sexual gratification and all of the pleasure that comes with it. Also, a seat on my council and a place in the government of The New Equestria.

“You…can’t…break me!” She finally shouted, “I never took anything from Twilight!”

“Then perhaps you won’t mind if I take my friend back from you?” A new voice boomed.

Steel turned and stared, for there…standing right in front of her nose…was Twilight.