Stir of echoes

Hush now....

Those eyes of brilliant ruby burned with the fury of a rogue Valkyrie,No longer wanting to protect its chosen warriors, It sought only their suffering.

Quiet now...

Another shot, a way to soothe the pain until its nice so she can savor their cries as they pay the price.

Rest your sleepy head....

The cries no longer prove daunting to her, no. They only serve to entice a state of devious euphoria, the sweet seduction of the power to alluring for any being to overcome.

Hush now....Quiet now...

The lights snuffed out, the colors no more. The pray at her mercy, in fear of what is in store.

Its time to go to bed.

The crazed look, a toothy grin flashed once more.
She has tasted blood and she wants more.

Rainbow Dash awoke with a gasp, her hooves still tingling. The feeling of the sweet liquid life she danced in while in her dream still lingered upon her cyan flesh.

In the waking world Dash felt herself out of place more and more as time went on, Scootaloo’s party was proof enough of this disturbance within her soul.
It was the first time her mind strayed from loyalty, her element.

It would have been one thing if the notion of breaking ties with Pinkie crossed her mind but that was not the idea that crept into her head.

She was changing more, growing more depraved as time went on. At first she thought it was a split personality disorder, similar to the depressed and aggressive Pinkamina persona Pinkie once exhibited.

But that would imply one party not agreeing with the other.

The cyan mare backed away from the other as something began to creep along in the back of her mind.
‘ A professional she says? don’t make me laugh. The best cake she ever made was when she was turned into one.’

The mare gasped and caught herself mid thought, had she really just thought of that horrific brutality all over again? The cyan mare sighed as Sweetie Bell stared up at her, those eyes now wide.

“ Hey why aren't you playing with Scootaloo?”

The white unicorn stared at her, trembling even.
Unknown to Rainbow for she did not see, when the thought crossed her mind her mouth twisted into a smile of utter depravity.

Oh Rainbow why so sad? It's quite fun to go utterly mad.

The cyan mare stopped in her tracks, she recalled many things of that damned other world but the voice that now called to her she would have burned into her mind for all time.

Rainbow frantically searched around for the source of its voice, this time she was ready for it. Knowing all the horrors of the world and beyond were mere child’s play for the being who so desperately sought out her attention. It gave her solace knowing that this entity wished to cater to her every desire and not unleash its fury upon her form.

“ Show yourself, I’m not scared of you anymore!” A brash statement she would have to admit but submission is the one thing her pride would never allow.

Before her in her mirror the did replace, the image of Rainbows face.
The stallion of white with massive wings and a horn upon its head appeared before her, the image of dread.

He looked upon her with a smile on his face, quite sure he was about to win this race.

“I never wanted to give you fear Dashie my sweet, But alas without it life’s not complete. Tell me Dash do you think Life sweet? When all they think of you is a jock at the meet.”

There it was again, the way the words flowed from his mouth. A smooth legato only comparable to a rich wine paired with dark chocolate.

A bitter and decadent taste, It often invaded her thoughts and desires. That voice who spoke only praises for her but then of course every rose has its thorn and this voice that lures her so has one as well. That insidious laughter that followed its spell, was a sign that all was going to Hell.

“ I will give you all you have been dreaming of, the ground at your feet and the sky above all I ask is for your love.”

The cyan mare’s legs moved upon their own accord, inching closer and closer to the mirror. Her very soul in danger of shattering into sweet nothingness. It was different than those Shadow Bolts, that much she knew for she had seen the things this being could do.

The temptation was there, no worries to be had no call for despair all she had to do was be his mare.

Hush now.....

She stopped in her tracks once more as the door flung open to reveal a most delighted Pinkie Pie leading along Applejack at her side. By way of some odd invention upon their hide,now upon the clouds they could stride.

“ Hey Dashie!!! I figured since you showed an interest in baking and put in a good effort me and AJ should come up and teach you how its done!” The words held no contempt nor malice, it was a simple offer from one friend to another.

It only made the key upon those locks turn. ‘If anything,’ she thought. ‘Its you who should learn.’

Quiet now...

Her world became black for an hour or so, for what had occurred not many do know.
A faint gurgling noise filled her ears, lulling her back into consciousness.

Rest your sleepy head...

The two mares before her stared up to her, their eyes beginning to glaze over.

Rainbow stared in disgust at the two before her, crudely deformed and re attached to one another. Pinkie stared at her with a saddened smile, the laughter was gone once more and her time had come. Making the deal meant new lives were made and a price yet to be paid.

The pink mare’s limbs had been removed leaving only a torso and head, her mid section had been cut open wide like a specimen under the microscope. The farm pony dangled limply beside her, hooks pierced into her flesh, spreading the skin to look as if the earth pony had wings of leather.

A tube was jammed into her throat, connecting to the blood around Pinkies body.

Each time the pain elicited Applejack to vomit, it would travel down the tube and coil around Pinkies body, mixing with the blood before it was forced back up the tube again for Applejack to swallow once more.

It was Hell.

Hush Now..Quiet Now...

Rainbow backed away in horror as the vomit spilled down the tube again, the mixture smelled like rotting flesh. It was then that she noticed why there assailant bothered with this contraption at all. Each time the earth pony vomited and was forced to swallow again, the more and more stomach acid was brought up into the mix.

The open sores on the pink mares side were the work of this volatile mix. When the acid rushed back up the tube it ate more and more of the earth mares throat and stomach as well. They were being made to eat each other. To suffer.

Its time to go to bed.

The Lights faded from their eyes as death took them into its sweet embrace.
Her eyes wide in horror as the tears streamed down her face.

That laughter then echoed in the back of her head, making her wish it was she who were dead.