Broken

Writer Rhyme and Windy Breeze walked up to a house, where they expected to find their prey. They knocked and a griffin answered and after asking to step inside they cut to the chase. "We're here because a friend of ours was hurt by you, you might know her. Her name was Moxi Moonlight, a roller-skater know for her speed. We just heard how you and her brother and your friend Ash had abused her. Now tell me why I should shrug this traumatic event off." Ash made an appearance and he froze when he heard why the pair were there. The duo began to make pleas for mercy, Writer and Windy glared, they were soon joined by Moonlight Spell.

Ash Spoke first, "Please don't hurt me! It was all Graphite's idea, I swear."

Windy Breeze spoke calmly and it was terrifying. “Why are you crying? Why are you even begging? Wasn't this the way your friends treat your sister? Hasn't your carelessness caused her all the pains she has today? Why are you even her brother?"

Writer screamed, "Why? Why? Why? You shouldn't even be born. Your duty as a brother was to protect her, you just practically pimped her out. You should go and die! Die, die, DIE!”

Moonlight Spell spoke, "You Ash should be locked in a psychiatric ward, I know of a few thanks to an interview I had with Princess Celestia." Moonlight and Windy turned and walked out and paused as Graphite blurted.

"Moxi knew what was going down, that little whore isn't so innocent."

The others exited and Moonlight turned her head, "Graphite, you abused power and authority, she was only seventeen and naive; you stole her innocence. We have to go and help a friend save a life you ruined. 'Nice' knowing your existence was wasted."

Writer waited until he knew his friends were gone, he then went to town. He broke Ash's back legs so he couldn't run, he used his magic to break Graphite's wings. He then used his magic to soundproof the house and to suppress victims' voices, he could hear the plea and beg but their voices would never make it out of the house. He looked in the kitchen and found a small paring knife and gently set to work singing a lullaby. Graphite's death was slow and painful, Writer preserved every piece of flesh and decided to chat with his victim.

"You know Graphite, coming back to the city to rape your victim again was dumb, the last time you almost killed her. Broken leg and ruining her left eye was bad enough, along with the broken ribs; but breaking her spirit and your hazing methods were grotesque, what was she supposed to do? After that night she turned to drugs and alcohol to numb her shame."

"She felt great, especially when she tried to get away" Graphite laughed as he remembered that night, "she begged and pleaded but I got quite in a fun way. I have no remorse, I just wish I could do her again." Even in his pain, Writer was ticked that Graphite wanted to relive his crimes. He was getting bored and he finished off Graphite with a sledgehammer he had found in the basement.

Ash

Writer went for Ash, he was going to make him hurt. "Ash, your little sister told us how she wanted to have fun memories like other fillies had playing with their brothers but you were too busy impregnating your mare friends and dumping them to care and help nurture her. She even told us about times you molested her and paid to keep her quiet. I must admit, I almost wish she was here to put you and Graphite on ice, but she is having to recover from a drug OD and mixing drugs with booze. I'm going to do you as slowly as I can because you failed your sister when she needed you. I think this....letter opener once I put an edge to it will suffice."

Ash was begging and pleading and saying that he was 'sorry'. But all the while was saying everything he did to Moxi. Writer wished he didn't hear all of the details. After sixteen hours he stopped to eat some food and drink a couple of sodas. Setting to work again, he went slowly.

It was now thirty hours and he looked at his handiwork. It was a mess but he used Ash's cellphone to call for a cleaning service. He made sure he left no DNA and went home to clean up. After cleaning up he went to Moxi's home to check up on the group and let Moxi know that she was now safe. He felt no remorse for heinous acts, creatures like that weren't fit to live and breathe. Especially those who would let their sisters get hurt and then join in their pain.

He felt happy to see Moxi looking premier than when he saw her last. He joyfully let her know she was safe, but Moxi gave him a look of slight concern, but she did her best to pull them into a group hug. Ire feigned that she didn't like it but Writer could tell that she did and
he mouthed a snarky remark and she hoofed his abdomen.