Author's Note

What? In the first batch of new flash fics, I had to have at least 1 dark gory story. Also kind of like the idea of a twisted evil Twilight. As though Celestia had been a blind fool to turn over the kingdom to the mentally unstable young alicorn.

Twilight's Ponies (Twilight, micro, cruel, hoof crush, death)

Version: 1

Celestia's love for ponies had manifested as a drive to build a prosperous nation. For what better way to spread happiness than to guide them in making a near utopia?

Twilight too loved all ponies. However, she also saw the terrible flaws in Celestia's designs.

Celestia allowed crime. She allowed evil. She allowed chaos. The true path to peace and happiness was control. Control of everything.

Implementing her desire for the world had not been easy. It had taken at least a lifetime. But now, over 100 years later, the results were worth it. All of Equestria had been shrunk and stored in glass cases. All around the Great Museum were sections of land scaled to various degrees. It was beautiful. Twilight was no longer a princess or something so silly as a queen. She was the goddess of ponies and she directed every aspect of their lives. There were no wars or outside threats to their mortal heaven. They had everything they could ever want. It was perfection.

However, on occasion, she had to deal with... escapees.

Twilight's face was twisted in a scowl as she stomped angrily down the halls of the Great Museum. The fine marble made a loud clack whenever her hooves landed. It was the only sound in the hall lined with exhibits and plaques. Twilight could not take the time to smile upon her little ponies for she was too busy dealing with the trash.

They had come from one of the larger displays so they were around the size of small mice. They wouldn't get far regardless. There were no places to hide in the vast empty halls of the Museum. For them it would be a multi-mile long journey to the front door. And even if they could get past its advanced magical protections, they then had to cross the Equestrian Wasteland. A hike that took days at normal size to accomplish. Only then would they have a chance of finding someone who could unshrink them.

No matter what they were doomed. That brought Twilight a small bit of comfort. Even if she didn't catch them they would still parish. Though she would be lying if she claimed she didn't look forward to these developments now and then. It was a chance to demonstrate and feel her power. Her true position and purpose.

Movement caught her eye. At the intersection ahead a blur zipped around the corner. Twilight snorted. The hunt was nearly over. Now it was simply a matter of punishment. The tall violet alicorn trotted to the four-way junction and immediately spotted the three pathetic ponies sprinting with every ounce of desperate strength they had. The goddess smirked to herself. They never gave up and begged for mercy. They always struggled to the last moment. So stupid.

There was no need for words as Twilight took measured step after measured step. Each time her hoof landed the pony in last place stumbled and slowed. It was trivially easy to catch up to him. Then she simply dropped her golden clad foot. There was a satisfying crunch and a wet squish. Red leaked from beneath her shoe. Twilight's eyes glinted with joyful malice. But while she reveled in the first catch, the other two had gained some distance. Not that such a puny advantage would matter of course. It just meant more walking.

Twilight almost pranced forward. Her steps creating stronger and stronger quakes that again made the last place pony stumble. Then she slipped on the smooth floor and rolled over and over. She foolishly took a moment to catch her breath and figure out where she was. By the time she looked up, it was too late. The bottom of Twilight's perfect golden shoe, stained red from the previous victim, was dropping on her. She screamed and was silenced.

Crunch and squish. Delightful sensations. Twilight tingled all over. It was nice to have this chance to crush evil again. It brought back fond memories of her naive childhood.

The last traitor had rounded another corner, but his path had not avoided her notice. Twilight walked with an exaggerated sway of her hips around the bend only to be disappointed. The foolish pony was just standing there gaping up at her in fear and exhaustion. He really thought simply breaking line of sight for 5 seconds was enough? Stupid. The rebels were all so stupid. When would they realize it was better to stay in the cages she provided for them and be loved? Twilight rolled her eyes and lifted her hoof. It was time to end this.

The little pony screamed something and tried to resume running. But he was too close. It took a bit of stretching now, though Twilight's hoof still landed firmly on his back and splattered him across the floor. His demise had been more of a pop due to excessive force. It wasn't as nice a feeling, but the pony had tried to run at the last second.

Oh well. Twilight shrugged and summoned the insignificant magic required to begin cleaning her pretty shoes and the smooth floors back to their mirror shine. Blood was only nice to look at for a moment after all.