POV: Thing

He looked around; the basement looked more trashed than it was, just organized piles of the nobles' old storage, but it was off-putting. There was a struggle and an immense struggle there were bottles, jars smashed into pieces all over the floor looked to be thrown, and the small cauldron torn from it's held from the fireplace, and liquid I thing looked to be dumped as a large puddle of dark red and green mixed in a pool. It was Dumped on something or somepony continuing to look around; the mess boxes were flipped or tossed around along with barrels. Some even smashed open my eyes met with what could be the worst thing that would scar his memories for as long as I lived; it was my mother Zara on the ground, her stomach breathing slowly and deeply, and as she exhaled and inhaled. Her body was bleeding from various cuts, punctures, and large bruises all across her body as her left hoof bent in backward and twisted around broken as she laid there with her head pouring blood under her.

She has been beaten again but left barely alive or even breathing. Getting a closer look to see glass shards and wood splinters sticking out of her body, He stood there horrified as He galloped to her but stopped when my ears perked up, hearing another set of hooves from the dark. He wasn't alone, nor was the hoof steps were behind in front anywhere but around me, echoing from the darkness. The voice of those hoof steps made the worrying concern turn to pure anxiety and, worst of all, fear.

“She did her best against them just to let you know; she had a lot of tricks and weres in the fight, but in the end, six against one was enough, and look at her now just a bleeding zebra on the ground ready to watch the very colt she raised die beside her, I give her respect on the fight, but now it will only be just a fleeting memory once I tell this to my husband and dau”-

With a giggling interruption, she stopped and stared at the giant blue three-legged hornless unicorn. One ey- her eyes widened as her mouth went agape in shock as she saw the same eye in his eye socket she tore out, replaced with something different, staring in the pupil glow slightly in the dark. As the rest around, the black iris was deep light dark red. The smile on the hornless unicorn's face as she then saw blood splatters over his face as bloodstains were all across his vest Suit and hooves and taking a step back to realize what it might have done and she spoke in a shallow shaky breath but still firmed trying to keep her Compos.

“What d-did you do too, them.”

” You'll have to be specific, Ms. Violet, or better yet, Mother?”

The noble pegasus mare back away, pressing her flank to a wall as she stares at the giant hornless unicorn, slowly limping his way, hunching his head low not to touch the ceiling as it stayed in level with her eyes as she started to shake her head and her eyes going almost to a near pinpoint shrink. She was not just afraid. She was breaking down after hearing it called her that. Thoughts of what it did to her two fillies as she sat on the ground, she placed her hooves on her head. She was holding it up as her eyes became watery as the big unicorn approaching spoke but in a rough tone like sandpaper to her ears and intimidating.

” They screamed for mercy, you know, they cried and begged me to stop both of them; I started with the chicken winged one first as she tried to flyway, so I cut her wings off ’SLOWLY’ only to end up ripping them off her body to being now little cute stubs on her back.”

The Violet mare felt her wings clutch tightly to her sides as she slowly fell to the ground covering her eyes and ears as it spoke to her; she shook her head side to side, trying to ignore it, talking as she felt light tears drip from her eyes.

“Silence... Please.”

” Oh, how did she cry only get her heart then repeatedly filled by this blade I ‘borrowed’ by the head chef, nice colt, I must say.”

“Stop.”

” But wow, did the earth pony was fun; you should've seen her struggle pinned on the wall as I made her watch her poor sister get dewinged in front of her very eyes; she was a bitch to keep quiet but at the end of it all she only stared into my eyes and felt the blade slowly gut her insides out. Right before I ripped her small beating heart out.”

The violet pegasus screamed out, hearing about her daughter's death as she lays on the ground, eyes tearing down her face as the unicorn towers over her body, only placing a hoof over her back before feeling his weight crushing over her spine as she stopped looking up at the unicorn.

His horn glowed as sparks wildly as he levitated over a branding iron, put it in the fireplace's fire, and watched it slowly heat up as she stared at it in horror and glared up at the unicorn, snarling and wincing in pain as it was crushing her back.

“You'll pay for this; if my husband doesn't put you to your end, then princess Celestia will throw you into the deepest darkest pits of Tartarus for you to rot in your damned bea-AAA”-

Cutting her sentence screaming with the sounds of spine cracking as the unicorns put more weight onto her back as; he watched the branding iron slowly heated up as it started to glow red faintly, Violet attempted to struggle. Still, she couldn't feel her hooves only to feel the weight of the giant unicorn get off and felt he broken her spine; she tried to move. Still, her body didn't react; she couldn't even speak as she laid on the ground feeling drops of tears dripped down her face, watching the blue unicorn walk over to the fireplace staring into the flames.

"Darkest pits of Tartarus by her Majesty, I begged for her to get me out of this hell, but no rescue came, I cried for mercy from you and father, but no pony listened, no I won't be sent there again just to be spat out, no, I will bring you and this damned Bucking Family their and walk out with a smile on my face as hell follows with me to this land now do me the biggest favor would you, mother."

Watching the unicorn as he heat the Branding iron and watching his magic taking half a broken glass bottle and filling it with a green spilled liquid from the ground and start taking what's left of Zara's containers and start mixing recipes slowly, steering and mushing ingredients around pouring them one at a time before pouring them into the half-broken bottle and sloshing it around as the green changed color to a light red then into a tangerine color sludge as the Branding iron started to glow a burning hot red, levitating both bottle and branding iron slowly walking limping his way before sitting in front of her, lowering the branding iron to hover over her right eye she could feel the heat radiating off the iron as she look at the shape as it was her star brand shape she used him and the zebra.

"Take a deep breath and hold it."

His voice echoed in her mind and around them, only to feel the sharp burning pain of a red hot burning branding iron onto her eye; feeling her eyelid burn shut, she slowly bowled away slowly she screamed in agonizing pain. She Cried out for her husband as she tried to call out for her husband's help only to hear her speaking in a screaming gamble of words. She couldn't even move the jaw and slowly stop screaming and wincing at the pain; she felt the branding iron slowly pulled off her air before being poured on the tangerine sludge over her body and the ground leaving a trail to a pile of boxes and barrels near a support beam before throwing the bottle at it she looks down levitating the branding iron over her as she looked up at him seeing the anger fad to fear as he smiled.

"Now, BURN"

Letting his magic fade dropping the branding iron on her as she instantly ignites into flames as she screams, slowly being consumed as the giant blue hornless three-legged unicorn levitates Zara, carefully placing her on his back and cares her out of the basement. Walking up the stairs using his magic to med her wounds and hold her on his back, pulling out the knife from the pocket of his vest with his magic, slicing all the chefs and staffs of the manor, making sure they all stay in the mansion blinded by madding rage as his eye bloodshot with anger.

"three down, the staff half gone, one remains."

"The one, lonely Father"

POV: Mr. Stitchings

The earth pony trotting please back home with his saddling bag holding a long decorated thin box topped with a crown emblem imbued on the center of it, it was a gift from her highness, as he walked, he held an open letter in his hoof, reading it.

“Mr. Stitchings.

Due to unpredictable notice, the princess is absent at the time, and the meeting will be postponed till further information regarding her highness on the reason for the postponement due to a royal family dec”-

He got distracted by the smells of smoke, dropping the letter and looking up to see the dark black smoke only to be suddenly the sky turning dark the as night and gazing to the sun to be Blackened by the moon eclipsing itself over the sun, two bright lights soring through the sky like shooting stars, one being a bright pink light and the other a blue but darker only to collied with the pink and bouncing off in a very off-putting sky dance of hitting with each other and bouncing off repeatedly, he then saw an orange glow from the horizon turning to see it was his manor set in a flaming blaze and galloping towards home.

He sees the manor's second floor was ablaze as the sounds of windows breaking open and flames burning out. The first floor looked to soon go in flames seeing remanence of the second-floor collapsing down through windows only for his nostrils to burn with the smell of something rotting in the smoke as he makes for the door with a swift buck of his forehoofs kicking the door open only greeted with a sight that only filled his mind and body; rage.

There stood the root Of his Anger, his Problems very Being of All his Frustrations that ‘thing’ he thought to himself as he stared at the giant blue unicorn looking down at him see his bloodshot eye red, his other eye being just a red blur centered by a white blur and his horn dripping with blood, carrying that zebra on his back as his old vest suit, hooves and coat was stain with smears of blood. He didn't put much thought to know what happened to his manor of how it was ser a blaze or how that hornless unicorn was covered in blood from head to hoof as he stares standing their snarling at it and slowly spreadings his hooves out to get into charging stances as the two had a staredown.

“Where are they, Violet, Golden Thread, Silver String, Silver Bell, everyone Celestia damn it, what have toy done, you vile cursed beast!”

He screams over the blazing flames cracking around them as they stand staring at each other in the grand hall fire burning around them, feeling the heat as sweat drips from his head and body as the unicorn levitates the zebra behind him fare from the flames before speaking in a tone that causing a shiver to roll up the earth ponies spine but not getting a flinch from it.

” Their dead, burning in the very flames around us, the very same flames that will consume you too, you will die here with them, and your staff did, I will only watch till this manor is nothing more than ash and rubble with only black bones within it, so roll over like a good dog and die, father.”

The word the thing said made his eyes widen. His mouth gaped but not in fear intended by it but instead to be felt with anger as the earth pony dropped the decorated box embued with the crown logo on it, opening it using his muzzle, grabbing a small hoof mount, and only pulling out a short sword with a silver blade and golden grip handle, it had some text that wasn’t in the equestrian writing as it glowed a light blue and soon followed the silver blade to do the same. It was one of Celestias' elite guard's blades who knew she kept it, but it didn't matter. Now he was ready to face the giant pony that dared call him that title.

“You were a mistake when Violet pushed you out into the world. First, you took me home; then you took my staff and title, now you take my family, what do you want now before I cut you down like the being of Tartarus you are?”

Mr. Stitchings says, holding the blade out, ready to slash the pony that destroyed all around him and only stood there before chuckling softly to little menacing laughter as it spreads its hooves apart and lowers its head, mimicking the stance as the earth pony’s as it stares eye to eye locked on.

” Simple father... Your name, Stitching Needle”

POV: Thing

He watched his blood father, holding the blue, glowing silver blade, snarling at him as he smiled, locked with his father's eye contact before the earth pony charged at the giant unicorn letting out a raging cry as the unicorn teleported the knife used the same knife the unicorn used to slaughter the staff, twin mare daughter, mother noble and now the father, the unicorn quickly levitate a burning chair leg from some burning using both to block the pony's right slash only to take a swift hind leg buck getting thrown back by the giant unicorn as he levitated debris as some were still burning using his magic as his horn sparked as cracks slowly formed causing his horn to bleed as his magic envelopes the burning debris sharping them to wooden stakes and lunches them one by one shooting them in a wooden stake barrage as the earth pony gallop left to dodge the first shoots of the shower only to groan in pain as two stakes hit his side and the second cutting his back but still galloping as the unicorn plays with the earth pony laughing madly. Watching the earth pony circle around and charge again, striking behind the unicorn as he uses the knife to counter and slice Mr. Stitchings left cheek to his eye but only to feel this right forehoof get cut off as the giant unicorn screams only to then giggle. His magic sparks out from his broken horn, teleporting away and staring back at the earth pony, only to feel his smile drop to a snarl at the noble pony standing over Zara, the injured zebra holding the silver blue-lit blade to her neck. He stares at the earth pony snarling, keeping his head low, ignoring his missing forehoof as blood pours down on the ground as the grand hall burns, crackling the wood with smoke filling the hall as the ceiling crumbles down over them.

"Dare cut a single hair off her coat and I'll skin you alive before the fire can burn it off you."

The earth pony looked down at the zebra snarling at her shaking his head and looking back at the giant unicorn.

"You took my family, you took my home, and now you want my name and life. You deserve nothing but a slow death with her if you want it."

The noble earth pony Mr. Stitchings thrust the blade of the short sword into Zara's neck as he heard the gasp of air and her final breath as she slowly exhales; his eye widened, and mouth dropped to a frown of sorrow as he felt his eyes watery the one only pony that wasn't a pony that cared for him the one only being that loved him as a son even if his blood family abandoned him. She taught him how to live, only to see her take her final breath right in front of his own eyes; as he stood there, his horn sparked wild as he stared at Mr. Stitchings as the fire of the manor burned brighter, the heat grew hotter as the fires burned wild. His face snarled at the earth pony as he let out a deep tone but not filled with anger, but only sorrow as his magic sparked more uncontrollable whit the sounds of cracking from it and blood trailing down as his magic aura surrounded the earth pony, levitating him off the ground and spreading his hooves out as both of the eyes of the unicorn blacken out with white pupils with red irises.

"I only did this for her, and for myself to find the peace and joy we longed for, and yet you took that way from us, ripped us of who we were to nothing but servent slaves for you, your family, and this damned mansion, I'm only returning the favor that was now long overdue, you want me to die then I'll die, I'LL DIE SENDING YOU TO HELL WITH MY OWN HOOF IN PIECES."

The unicorns aura around the earth pony focused on his hooves and neck, slowly twisting them all around as he screamed out in agonizing pain but overcame, as the unicorn was on the verge of crying as he was letting a crying roar out as the sounds of flesh and bone before with a quick fleshy 'SNAP'. Mr. Stitching's screams were cutout as his body butchered with all his limbs ripped apart as blood spilled out of his body as the unicorn squeezed the limbs, draining every drop of blood as it poured out to the floor and dropping his limbs, leaving his head on the ground frozen with the face of shock. The unicorn galloped over to Zara's body and held her to his chest; he felt a tear drip down his cheek as he held on to her body, hugging her tight as the voice from his head returned to speak to him but no longer in his mind but behind him as it spoke over the blazing flames burned around him almost seeming silences as the voice spoke.

"I'm sorry little one, I truly am, but she knew the price of what was to come to give you the last gift along with myself, for this, I shall alter her, and her kins wish."

The unicorn still sat there holding the zebra in his hoof as he felt his body lighten, his head dazed, and his vision was fading as he listened.

"I can off you the revenge you need, the power, the knowledge of life and death, and the ability to no longer fear death. You must swear to me by giving me your name and your allegiance, little one. You will have the freedom, the peace, and the desire of joy you want that I can promise that."

"It wouldn't be the same without her I only did this for her and now shes gone I have nothing.'

The unicorn slowly laid down next to the zebra holding her hoof as he slowly looked up at the burning ceiling as it slowly cracked, getting ready to crumble over him.

"It may not be the same as you wanted, but you will have everything you need, even bring back the dead or make a new life, this I can promise you, little one, she and her kin gave their lives to have you be born, so now I ask, serve me be gifted to no longer fear death and gifted with knowledge and power to make or bring life as well as take it, or die here with your blood family and rot in hell."

The unicorn feels his conscience fade as he closes his eye, he then uttered, feeling his final breath leaving his body.

"I, Stitchings, Dr. S-Stitchings will... serve, thee."

"Then by the power of my crown and name, I coquet, and pestilence put you; Dr. Stitchings under my banner now sleep for now once awaken your Hatred will be untamable except by me, all will feel your Pain as you walk these lands and now they will Fear you, My Little Monster."

The voice then was back into his mind as Stitchings, the last of his blood family, rolled to sleep as the manor burns around him, the floor collapsing him to the basement and the mansion coming down over him, entombing him in the basement with the zebra in his hoof as his coat and flesh burns, around the right side of his face, and his hind legs. As he rests, the time came now, tombed by the burnt remains of the mansion but with power spilling out as the voice of conquest pestilence's laughter echos around him.

Author's Note

Happy New Years my friends!

Let us have faith that the year will be better and brighter as we travel in the dark but never alone. It's always better to have a friend around even if ya need it or not; nothing more important the spending the time with the folks ya like and like ya for you too.

Prithee, be careful; best not want you to get a scratch while you're off on an adventure.

See you space cowboy... ; )