Hellvile

The next morning.

Pinkie hadn't slept all night, she was sitting on her bed, the memories of what she had done last night still haunting her. The guilt was immense, but she would have to get used to it if she really wanted to go ahead with her plan.

With a slow turn of her head, she gazed at the same knife she used in the crime. It was on top of her bag, still smeared with blood, but dry.

Pinkie slowly picked up her knife and stared at herself in the knife's reflection with her glazed gaze. Suddenly, she got hit by a flashback of that night, her ex-friend's hot body thrashing around, the adrenaline, the tears, the suffering, the pain...

She slowly puts a smile on her face.

• I... I loved it…

• Hey Pinkie!

A knock on the door and a sudden voice on the other side of the door snaps her out of her thoughts.

• Eh...eh y-yes Mrs. Cake?

Pinkie replies, desperately looking for somewhere to hide her knife.

• A knife is missing from our kitchen, did you happen to have seen it dear?

Pinkie's blood ran cold.

“Holy shit...”, Pinkie thought to herself, “that was the damn knife!”

• N-no Miss Cake I haven’t seen any knives.

Pinkie replied, still trying to find a good place to hide the knife.

Mrs.Cake started to hear strange noises from Pinkie’s bedroom and decided to come inside.

-...Are you ok dear?

Mrs.Cake entered the room, she found Pinkie holding the lost knife on her hooves and the whole room was all messy, as if somepony had been looking for something.

• I-I...I found it! I had used it late yesterday on our last shift, and I must have brought it here by mistake.

Miss Cake lets out a calm laugh and takes the knife from Pinkie’s hooves.

-Only you Pinkie.

Mrs.Cake turns to leave the room, but then she notices some red coloring on the knife.

• What is this red thing on the knife?

Pinkie despairs for a few seconds, but then she quickly comes up with an excuse.

• It's just dry food coloring, Mrs. Cake, don't worry.

Pinkie smiled at her, but in a different way, it was no longer a sweet and innocent smile, but a smile of someone who struggles with her guilt all by herself, of who will now go through a personal purgatory every new morning. It was a fake smile...

But Mrs.Cake didn't notice that, in fact, who would have thought that the loving Pinkie Pie would carry some feeling of guilt? She should be the most innocent pony in all of ponyville!

• Alright dear, a new order has arrived, what do you think about going downstairs and lending me a hoof?

Ask Mrs.Cake with her usual sweet tone on her voice.

• S-sure, just wait for me, and I'll be down in a moment.

• Okay, I'll be waiting downstairs.

Said Mrs Cake before heading downstairs and into the kitchen of the Sugarcube Corner.

Pinkie had already decided that she would go ahead with her plan, but, she would have to live a double life, where she would be the sweet, friendly Pinkie that everyone knew during the day, and at night, she would be, Pinkamena Diane Pie, a pony troubled by her supposed neglect of her friends, a pony who had never found love, a pony who now just wanted revenge.

But for now, she would have to think about who her next victim would be.

She put her hoof on her chin, wondering who would be the next unfortunate one, until she noticed a faded-colored Wonderbolts poster that her friend RD had given her a while ago.

On it there was the word "Pride" written on top of her friend’s photo.

Pride...that word kept echoing in her mind...pride.

The fifth capital sin, the great cause of great misfortunes that happened in equestria, the great cause of several breakups and wars...pride..

At this point, she had already decided who her next victim would be, but she would have to do something first.

In the early evening, Pinkie entered the Ponyville Hospital from the back, dressed in a black coat, from hooves to head, while carrying a bag.

The Hospital was almost always empty, with only the receptionist at the reception, and Nurse Redheart on duty in the staff room, but she had to be careful anyway.

She entered an operating room, where she then quickly grabbed a saw and some sedatives that were around the room. Pinkie then went to the medication room, where she only took a syringe and a dose of adrenaline, so she quickly left the hospital.

Later, she was standing in front of a huge mansion. Still carrying her bag but she was no longer wearing her coat, after a brief pause, she rang the doorbell.

• I'm coming!

A voice shouted from inside, and then Rainbow Dash appeared at the door.

-Pinkie? You? Here? At this time?

Questioned RD with a confused expression at Pinkie, and the bag she was carrying with her.

• It's just that I went to get some things for Mrs. Cake, and, as I was already around here, I decided to say "hello".

RD went silent for a few seconds.

-...Okay come in, my house is your house.

• Thanks.

Greeted Pinkie before entering.

She and RD settled into the huge living room, both of them talked for hours, until Pinkie felt that she should put her plan into action.

• Hey Rainbow, do you have something to drink? Like, a tea or something, I'm sooo thirsty!

• Well...I bought some tea a while ago, but I never made it because I don't know the exact time it needs to be in the fire.

Pinkie felt lucky to hear this, destiny was making it so easy for her.

• If you don't mind, I can make us some tea while you wait here in the living room, what do you think?

Pinkie proposes while smiling sadistically, like a predator preparing to pounce on its prey.

• That's fine by me, I wasn't in the mood to get up from here.

Replied RD.

• Excellent! I'll be right back.

Said Pinkie discreetly while taking a box of sedatives and hiding it in her case.

"Your laziness will be the cause of your disgrace"

Pinkie thought to herself as she headed up to the kitchen.

A few minutes later, Pinkie returns with two cups of tea.

• Hey Dashie, I'm back!

She announced as she put a cup near her friend, and took the other one for herself.

• Damn, that was fast, and it smells good as well!

• Yes, yes, but now, it’s time to have a good tea time!

Exclaimed Pinkie before starting to drink from her cup.

• Oh, yeah, it surely will be great!

Said RD also before starting to drink her tea.

However, right after the first sips, RD’s body began to weaken and her vision darkened.

• P-Pinkie, I don't feel so good…

Said RD while trying to get up off the couch.

• Oh, I know!

Pinkie replied as she calmly sipped her tea.

• W-wha...

RD tried to ask before falling to the ground unconscious.

Moments later, Pinkie finishes up her tea and leaves her cup on the table in front of her.

• Okay, it’s time to start the fun little Dashie.

A few hours pass, and RD finally awakens, she finds herself tied to some ropes in her bed, and Pinkie staring at her, smiling with her mouth closed.

• P-Pinkie, what's going on?

RD asks confused.

• Oh Dashie Dashie, this is just a little game.

• A g-game? what do you mea...

RD is interrupted by Pinkie's hoof pressing against her mouth.

• Shhhh Dashie, just, enjoy the moment, just...feel the moment.

RD obeys Pinkie and just stares at her, since she’s a bit scared now.

• Pinkie, seriously, this is not funny, jokes have limits.

• And who said that this was a joke?

Pinkie replied, as she pulled a saw out of her bag.

RD tracks Pinkie's every move, she is genuinely terrified right now.

• P-Pinkie, what are you going to do with that?

She asks in a panic.

• You know Dashie, there's something I’ve never liked about you. You are always hanging around, flying, showing off, showing how well you fly and how you only think about yourself. Your pride disgusts me...

She says the last part with a rough tone in her voice.

• And that's why...I’ve decided to cut off the source of all this useless pride.

She says while positioning the saw at the base of RD's left wing, making her shudder.

• W-wait Pinkie, we can talk about it!

• Nah, I'am fine about talking.

Pinkie replies before slowly starting to saw off RD's left wing.

• F-fuck, please! Stop!

RD chokes, trying to get Pinkie to stop before she cuts a bone or artery and causes irreversible damage to her body.

-Hmm, I think I'm going to do this very slowly...

Pinkie comments ironically, then she suddenly starts sawing harder and faster, causing Rainbow to let out a deafening scream.

• Please stop! If you stop now, I won't tell anyone! I swear! I'd say that it was an accident at the hospital!

Pinkie threateningly and suddenly approached RD's ear.

• Do you really think I'm going to believe that? And even if it were true, the thing that I least want is for you to get out of here...alive.

Pinkie whispered, making RD finally realize what was coming and she started to let out some tears.

• P-stop please

She gasps in pain, but Pinkie continues sawing without mercy. Then, a jet of blood hits her pink face, and Dashie lets out another, even louder scream, since her left wing has just been amputated.

• W-why??!

She screamed in pain and despair.

• Because you're a proud and stuck-up bitch, Dashie, remember that when you're suffering in the underworld.

Answered Pinkie coldly.

• But well, now it's time for the other wing.

Pinkie switched sides and started sawing off the other wing.

Dashie started to feel sleepy due to the blood loss. Pinkie notices this and she stops sawing.

• No no, you can't pass out now, I want you wide awake.

She then grabs her bag, takes out a syringe containing adrenaline and injects it on RD.

• P-please Pinkie.....kill me, kill me now.

Begged RD with a hopeless tone in her voice.

• me? Kill you? silly dashie, you will die by yourself alone, your wounds will kill you and no one will come to help you, your friends, your fans, no one.

Pinkie replied as she finished sawing off the last wing, but RD didn't have the strength to scream or anything like that anymore.

• I-I hope you burn in the flames of hell, you bitch.

Muttered RD before spitting a mixture of saliva and blood at Pinkie's face, making her furious.

• I should finish killing you now.

She says as he wipes the saliva off her face.

• But, I want you to think, to think about the insignificant shit life you've had, until you bleed enough to leave that damn body.

Said Pinkie, now packing her tools into her bag, getting ready to leave.

• See you later, Dashie.

She bids farewell to her victim, leaving the room and her ex-friend, who was still agonizing till death.

A few days later, Fluttershy notices that she hasn’t seen rainbow dash in a couple days, and decides to visit her. So she goes to RD’s house and knocks the door, but, no one answers, there isn’t any sound coming from inside...nothing. So she decides to enter on her own, she goes upstairs, and enters the RD’s room.

• OH MY CELESTIA!!!

She screams in despair when she sees her friend's corpse.

To be continued.....