Spirit of Dying

"Bye Mr. and Mrs. Cake! Have fun at the wedding!"

Pinkie 'Responsibility' Pie waved from the front steps of Sugar Cube Corner. Pumpkin and Pound cake sat next to Pinkie, giggling and waving goodbye to their parents. Mr. and Mrs. Cake smiled slightly.

"Goodbye Pinkie Pie. We'll be back tomorrow morning. Emergency numbers are on the fridge."

Mrs. Cake waved once more as they loaded up the wedding cake onto the cart and headed off the the train station.They were going to cater a wedding in Canterlot, so they had to have everything perfect. A good job in Canterlot would surely boost their business. Thunder rolled over head as Pinkie scooped up the baby cakes.

"Let's get inside before it rains. Nopony likes to get stuck in a storm."

Pinkie Pie closed the front door and locked it with a special baby lock. It was made so that unicorn foals couldn't use magic to open it, while it had a plastic cover so pegasus foals couldn't fly up to open it. The element of laughter had helped the cakes baby proof Sugar Cube Corner a little more now that the twin's powers were awakening. That meant special locks on doors, windows, and cabinets. It made things look a little funny, but it definitely put everypony's nerves at ease.

Pinkie Pie looked at the clock. 6 o'clock.

"Alright you little sillies! Who wants dinner?"

Pinkie bounced into the kitchen, Pumpkin and Pound at her heels.

After dinner, burping, a diaper change, and a bath, the twins sat down to play with their blocks. Rain was beating down on the window from outside. There was a bright flash followed by a deafening boom. The thunder rolled and shook the windows slightly. The lights flickered out. There was silence for a second, until a screech of fear sliced through the air. The twins had started to cry. Pinkie felt around in the darkness for the twins until her hooves wrapped around their shaking forms. She pulled them close as they clung the her neck.

"It's okay Sweeties, it's just an itsy-bitsy little storm."

Another crash of thunder rocked the house.

"O-Okay, maybe not so itsy-bitsy."

Placing the foals on her back, Pinkie used the flashes of lightning to navigate her way to the kitchen. Once there she felt around until she was able to find and light a candle. She walked back out the the front room, but a gust of wind blew the candle out.

Wait. . . wind?

A flash of lighting showed the front door was open.

"Huh. I thought for sure I had locked it. That's okay. The wind must have opened it."

Pinkie Pie closed the door and locked it. The twins whimpered from her back. Pinkie herself felt afraid. Something just didn't feel quite right. She shook her head. This was no time for her imagination to get the best of her. Not while two young lives were in her hooves. She relit the candle.

"Come on. Lets go upstairs and get you two to bed."

Pumpkin and Pound cake clung tighter to her neck.

"Don't worry. I'll sit with you tonight until the storm passes, okay?"

Pinkie Pie walked up the stairs and into the nursery. Instead of placing each foal into their separate cribs, she put them down together. They would feel more comfortable with the other sibling next to them. The pink party pony started to sing a soft lullaby that Fluttershy had taught her. The little twin cakes fell asleep despite the loud thunderstorm outside. After sitting there for half an hour, Pinkie decided she was going to go make sure everything was closed down and then she was going to hit the sack. As she closed the door to the nursery, she heard something that made her heart freeze. Hoofsteps coming down the hall.

"H-Hello?"

Pinkie Pie raised the candle higher, the light spreading down the hallway.

"Mr. Cake? M-Mrs. Cake? A-Are you home early?"

Stepping out of the shadows was a large stallion. He was dressed in all black, even covering his face. Pinkie gasped as he galloped at her. She dropped the candle and it went out. Before she could even turn to run, the stallion had slammed into her. His hoof held her face up against the wall while he stood on her mane. She opened her mouth to cry out, but he slammed her head against the wall again.

"Scream, and I'll kill you and the brats"

A lump formed in her throat. Pumpkin and Pound cake were asleep just on the other side of the wall.

"You understand?"

Pinkie Pie whimpered.

"I said, Do. You. Understand?!"

He shoved his hoof harder against the back of her head.

"Y-yes"

"Good little bitch"

He placed his leg between her tail, moving it aside. Pinkie started to sob softly, choking slightly on her tears as she tried to breath. Without another word, he mounted her. Pinkie started to whimper as she looked back, trying to plead with her eyes. The stallion didn't even give her a second look. He pressed up against her before slamming in. Pinkie threw back her head in a silent scream, gasping for breath.

"You know, if you had just stayed in the room with those brats, I wouldn't be doing this. But no, you had to interrupt me while I was working."

The stallion pulled out slowly before roughly thrust back in.

"I've been watching this place for a week, preparing for this. But you just had to step out and see me."

He pulled out and thrust in again. He moaned. The sound made Pinkie want to vomit. He pushed in deeper, reaching her hymen.

"Heh, so I'm your first."

He slammed up into her, ripping her open. A strangled yelp fell from Pinkie Pie's mouth. Tears dripped down her cheeks. She just hoped he would end soon.

Pinkie lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. Blood and semen dripped down from between her legs. The evil stallion looked her over before smiling. He kicked her in the stomach and laughed when she whimpered. He turned and opened a door. The nursery door.

"W-Wait! W-What are y-you doing?!"

"Making you suffer even more."

Pinkie struggled to stand up, her knees shaking.

"B-But I di-didn't scream!"

Fresh tears fell down her cheeks.

"Please! P-Please leave them alone!"

The stallion walked quietly over to the crib where the twins were sleeping peacefully.

"Aww, look at them. There so cute. It makes me want to vomit."

"N-no"

He paced closer.

"N-no!"

He lifted his hoof, hovering over the two foals.

"NO!"

Somewhere within Pinkie Pie, she found the strength to stand up and charge. The stallion turned to her, surprised. She rammed into him, knocking him away from the crib. The surprised twins woke up and started to scream. Pinkie reared up and slammed a hoof into the rapist's face.

She heard a satisfying crunch as his snout broke. Pinkie Pie scooped up the crying foals. Ignoring the pain inside her, she raced down the stairs and to the door. The baby lock was on it. The pink earth pony scrambled to get the lock open. She heard the thundering hooves behind her.

She slammed open the door as he reached her. The wind was knocked out of her and the twins slipped from her grasp and they rolled out into a mud puddle.

Pinkie screamed and let instincts take over. She leaned forward and bucked the stallion right across the jaw with her back hooves. He stumbled and fell back into Sugar Cube Corner. Pinkie Pie ran out into the rain and gently grabbed Pumpkin and Pound cake. She raced three houses over to the library. The stallion cursed and ran in the opposite direction.

Pinkie Pie frantically knocked on the door, hoping Twilight would answer.

Twilight was finishing up some late night studying when she heard what sounded like a fight in the street. Twilight flicked back an ear. Fighting in Ponyville was uncommon, but if it happened, it was never serious. Ponies usually stopped before anything actually happened. Quite quickly the fight seemed to end. Twilight was going to call it a night when frantic knocking on her door stopped her. She frowned but quickly opened the front door. Standing there in the rain was Pinkie Pie. On her back were two lumps of shivering mud Twilight recognized as Pumpkin and Pound cake.

Pinkie Pie was in worse shape. Bruises lined her back and neck. Dried blood streaked down her face from her nose. What made Twilight gasp was lower. Fresh blood and a sticky white substance dripped from between Pinkie's back legs.

Oh no, oh Celestia, please no.

"Pinkie. . . "

Pinkie Pie looked up at Twilight, her damp mane hanging in her face.She started to sob openly.

"Twi-Twilight. . . p-please help!"