Dark side of the pink

by jlibbey12

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Main 6, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Nurse Redheart, Thriller, Original Character, Cloudy Quartz
Length: 9206

Twilight finds the truth

Twilight finds the truth about the disappearances in Ponyville

Set shortly before Cupcakes by Sergeant Sprinkles and shortly after the twilight started the school of friendship

Published 2023-02-15 09:20:00 UTC
Last updated 2023-02-15 09:20:00 UTC

Chapter 1

Three months had passed since the last mysterious disappearance of Vinyl Scratch in Ponyville, who had apparently gone to Manehattan to perform at a concert and never returned. Octavia had received a call days later from Vinyl's handler, Neon Lights, who said she never arrived and no one had a clue where she was.

Gilda the Griffin met a similar fate. She had left Ponyville only to never return home; Rainbow Dash had gone to see her about a month later only to learn no one had seen her since she had visited Ponyville, which was odd to say the least.

Octavia even hired a detective to find her partner, Vinyl, but to no avail. Then there was a break in the case when Twilight learned that a high-level spell could find a person using their DNA. Something containing their DNA, such as a hair or a tooth, would be required. The spell was difficult and exhausting for her, even as an alicorn princess, but the search for Vinyl, Gilda, and many others was about to be over.

The spell led Twilight and a small group of Canterlot guards deep into the Everfree forest, where they found the skeletal remains of nearly two dozen people, including several children.

The bones were immediately taken to a coroner in Canterlot, only to find out that one set of bones was indeed from Vinyl Scratch and another was from a griffin. The more disturbing thing was that, according to the coroner, all the bones had knife marks. If the victim was a pegasus or Griffin, the meat was carved from their bones with a butcher knife or similar instrument, and the wing was removed with a saw while they were still alive. The knife marks were all similar enough that the coroner said they had all been done by the same person.

The missing persons cases had become a manhunt for a serial killer, one most likely living in Ponyville. Twilight was in charge of the investigation; once information about the killings became public, the killer became known as the "Ponyville Butcherion".

The burial for the victims was held a week later, after most of the bodies had been identified. Even though some were missing a skull, through DNA identification magic, it became clear whether they were a normal human, pegasus, or unicorn, as well as whether they were male or female.

After a week, the case went cold again; there were no footprints left by the killer and no magic residue at the scene. Even though the 'Ponyville Butcher' was being searched for, they struck again. This time, it was a young schoolgirl named Peppermint Twist who vanished. She was thought to have gone into the Everfree Forest and gotten lost. Applebloom said she was going to go to Zecora's for a potion, but when Twilight talked to the reclusive zebra, she said no such girl had arrived at her home. The next course of action was to search what some of the guards called 'the Boneyard', the place where the others had been found. Sure enough, a fresh skeleton of a child and a branch that Twilight discovered that had been used to sweep away the killer's footprints were found, as well as a single strand of straight pink hair that had been caught on a branch. After a dental record search, the coroner affirmed it was the missing girl, Peppermint Twist.

Twilight was enraged; she had been so close to the killer when she went to 'The Boneyard'.

She told herself that no one was going to die on her watch. Twilight started investigating the hair found at the scene. She had it analyzed and found it was from a unicorn, but no unicorns were a match. She took a hair sample from nearly all the unicorns in town that had even a streak of pink in their hair; none were a match, unfortunately, as some of the unicorns were out of town.

This frustrated Twilight to no end. She had hair, most likely from the killer, but no matches, and as there were no survivors, she had no description, meaning she had to wait until someone else disappeared before she could find the culprit. Rainbow Dash vanished three weeks later, and Spitfire informed Twilight that Dash had never attended the Wonderbolts' practice, which had never happened before. Twilight immediately gathered a dozen guards and, after casting a locator spell, found that Rainbow Dash was in the Castle of the Two Sisters in the Everfree Forest. Twilight quickly teleported herself and the guards to the castle, and they all ran inside, with Twilight leading the charge all the way down to the dungeon. Twilight bashed down the door with her magic. The guards charged into the dark room only to be beheaded by a pink blur. Mercifully, Twilight was able to hit the blur as it came at her, slamming the killer into the wall and knocking them out; only half of the guards survived.

A light was quickly found and switched on. Twilight screamed once she could see the whole room, with skulls and bones made into furniture and organs made into streamers and balloons, as well as a banner made of some poor soul's skin on which was painted "life is a party skin on which was painted "life is a party."

"We've got a live one," a guard called out. Twilight quickly rushed over to find Rainbow Dash unconscious and barely alive, strapped to a metal table. She had deep lacerations all over her body; her abdomen had been sliced open and her skin pinned open; and both her cutie marks and wings had been cut off. Next to Rainbow was a small table with all sorts of instruments on it, including a skinning knife, used adrenaline and morphine syringes, a scalpel, and a bloody hacksaw, among other nasty things.

Two guards unstrapped Rainbow as another took pictures. Twilight looked over the killer; her hair was flat and pink, her eyes were green, she was wearing a dress made of cutie marks and a necklace of magic rings stolen from the unicorns she killed, and a bloody machete lay nearby. In the corner of the room was a stack of video tapes and a recorder on a tripod. Twilight looked them over and noticed there were dates on them. She quickly grabbed the tapes before restraining the killer and removing her dress and necklace, only to find it was her friend Pinkie Pie.

How could this be? Pinkie would never hurt anyone, Twilight thought, yet here was the evidence. Two guards flew Rainbow Dash to the Canterlot General Hospital's emergency room while Twilight took Pinkie to her castle and tossed her into a cell. She sat down in a small lab and watched the first tape alone. It was Gilda's execution. Twilight watched in horror as Gilda was slowly tortured and killed.

She reasoned that the other tapes must be the deaths of the other victims before turning off the tape player and locking the tapes away from Spike.

Pinkie woke up several hours later, much to Twilight's surprise. She looked like the Pinkie Pie she knew and cared for. "Where am I?" she asked.

"In my dungeon," Twilight continued, "you've been charged with thirty counts of murder as well as kidnapping."

"If that's a joke, it's not funny," her friend replied, concerned.

"You're right, it's not funny." It's also not a joke," Twilight said, tossing a folder of photos into Pinkie's cell; they contained photos that one of the guards had taken of Rainbow Dash and the room in general. Pinkie's eyes went wide, and she turned green when she saw the photos. "Look, you're going to stay in there for now until we figure this out."

"I didn't do anything." You know I'd never hurt anyone, and even if I did, I don't remember doing any of it.I swear!" Pinkie told her.

Remember or not, you beheaded half a dozen guards, possibly killed Rainbow Dash, and killed at least twenty-four others, including several children. "You were even wearing a dress made of cutie marks when we found you, for Foust's sake!" Twilight cried. "When we found you, you looked different than you do now, so I'll look into it." Maybe you're possessed, cursed, or something. but for right now I can't do anything. "I'm sorry," the purple alicorn explained.

"You're next," a voice whispered as Twilight started to walk away. Twilight turned and looked, only to see that the other version had returned.

"Who are you?" Twilight asked nervously.

"Why, I'm Pinkamena," the green-eyed girl replied, "and I'm surprised you managed to catch me." "I won't be in here long, though, and when I escape, you'll be my next batch of cupcakes," she giggled.

"What do you mean?" asked Twilight.

"Simple," replied Pinkamina, "I turn all my victims into cupcakes." "After all, you can't let good meat go to waste," she explained. Twilight felt sick, to which Pinkamina simply laughed.

"I don't care how you threaten me. "I'm going to find out what you are, and I'm going to save my friend," the purple alicorn said.

"Who says she needs saving?" "Maybe I am the real Pinkie," she said with a grin.

"You're not the real Pinkie." The Pinkie I know would never hurt anyone. "I'm going to find out what you are, destroy you, and save my friend!" Twilight said.

"You can try, but you won't succeed!" Pinkamina replied, giggling.

"No matter what, I will save her from you," Twilight told her, and with that, Twilight started up the stairs but paused when she heard Pinkie start to sing, "I'm just a time bomb ticking inside, no hope for the hopeless, I can see the pieces all laid out in front of me, no need in asking why, you couldn't help even if you tried, step aside or be the next contestant to feel the brutality." Twilight finished walking up the stairs and locked the door to the dungeon. She then ordered two guards to stand on each side of the door with instructions to only let her inside and no one else except to feed her bread and water twice a day. She had some investigating to do; the first thing she did was fly to Canterlot General Hospital to check on Rainbow Dash.

As she entered the hospital, she was greeted by her friends who had seen Rainbow rush there, and they all asked what had happened.

"I can't tell you at the moment; go to my place and I'll meet you there." "I need to check Rainbow's condition first." The others left as the purple alicorn walked up to the front desk and asked to see her injured friend.

"Rainbow Dash is still in surgery right now, but I can try to get you a doctor who has worked on her if you wish," the receptionist told her.

"That would be greatly appreciated, thanks," Twilight replied. The receptionist nodded and paged one Doctor Longtail to the front. Within minutes, he arrived and took Twilight to a small room.

"So how is she?" she asked.

"Not well; your friend is pretty mangled, but we were able to patch her up." As for her wings, a wing surgeon is attempting to reattach them and her cutie marks. We managed to sew them back on, so hopefully they will reattach naturally. What happened to her anyway? "The guards didn't tell me," he explained.

"The Ponyville Butcher happened," Twilight replied.

Doctor Longtail's eyes went wide.

"The Ponyville Butcher, you found him?" He gasped.

"Actually, it was a she, but yes, we caught her. She's locked up in my dungeon at the moment," Twilight answered.

"Well, if your friend was attacked by the Ponyville Butcher, we'll have to give her sedatives for the night terrors. She's probably going to have. Thanks for telling me, but if you'll excuse me, I have to go and talk to her nurse once she gets out of surgery. Thank you for coming," he said, shaking her hand as they parted ways.

She flew home only to find Applejack, Fluttershy, and Rarity already there.

"There you are, Twilight! I was starting to wonder if you were coming or not," Applejack said. "So what's the news about what happened to Rainbow Dash?"

Twilight took a deep breath and told her friends everything. Her pals were taken aback; they couldn't believe Pinkie was the Ponyville Butcher. "As of right now, I'm investigating this case; for all we know, Pinkie is cursed or possessed, and I'm going to find out the truth no matter what. You guys should go home. I've got to break the news to her parents."

After her friends had left, Twilight boarded the local train and made her way to Pinkie's childhood home, a humble rock farm. Knocking on the door of Pinkie's old home only to have Pinkie's mother, Cloudy Quartz, answer.

"Oh, hello, Twilight. It's been a long time since we've seen you last; what brings you here?" she asked.

"May I come in? I have a lot to tell you and your husband," Twilight said.

"Oh, where are my manners? Of course, come on in," Cloudy replied, inviting the purple alicorn inside.

"Before we get down to business, I have a question: have you been keeping up on the news regarding Ponyville?" Twilight asked.

"You mean the Ponyville Butcher? Then yes, we have; why do you ask?" she questioned. "Please don't tell me that our daughter is dead," she begged fearfully.

"No, no; Pinkie's fine. it's just that…" Twilight trailed off.

"It's just what?" Pinkie's mother asked.

"I don't exactly know how to break this to you; so I'm just going to be blunt. I'm afraid Pinkie was the Ponyville Butcher," Twilight told her grimly.

"Our daughter is a killer?" Pinkie's mother asked, aghast.

"I'm afraid so, but I believe there may be more to this," Twilight said as she explained what she experienced in the dungeon. "Is there anything you can tell me that could explain this other girl, this Pinkamina?" she asked.

"Well, there was the incident," Cloudy said.

"What was 'the incident' ?" Twilight asked, unpacking a tape recorder from the backpack she had brought with her and turning it on.

"We don't talk about the incident!" Feldspar cut in as he entered the room.

"She deserves to know the truth, besides, maybe telling her about it will help our daughter," Mrs. Pie replied to her husband.

"Fine. Tell it. But I don't know what good it'll do," Mr. Pie said before leaving the room, not wanting to hear the story.

"Anyway, before I was interrupted, it's time you knew the truth about our daughter. The girl you know as Pinkie Pie is a lie. The real Pinkie Pie died a little over ten years ago; the girl you know is Bellamina."

Twilight's eyes went wide.

"Bellamina? The real Pinkie is dead. Just what's going on?" Twilight asked.

"Like I said, her name is Bellamina Ann Pie, and she is the younger sister of Pinkie Pie. In fact, they looked so similar they could have been twins. Look, I know it's hard to believe, but it's the truth. Before the incident, she was a unicorn, and she got her name from a sound she could make with her magic," Pinkie's mother said as Twilight's jaw dropped.

"The incident happened a little over ten years ago; Belle was in one of the far fields when she saw a man looking for something. Being the outgoing girl, she was asked what he was looking for; he said a couple friends were supposed to show up to his birthday party but they hadn't arrived yet and thought they might have gotten lost, and he said his name was Thomas. Belle, of course, said she would love to come if she could bring her sister. He agreed, as the more the merrier, of course.

"Belle and Pinkie went to this party not knowing the food was drugged. When Belle woke up, she was locked in a cage, and Pinkie was strapped to a table. Belle could only watch in horror as this stranger vivisected her sister; she was helpless to do anything but struggle to escape the cage she was in and listen to her sister's screaming as Pinkie begged for death. He granted her wish by tearing out her heart and forcing Belle to watch it beat as she died," Cloudy said, her voice breaking as she teared up.

"Belle passed out due to shock, but when she woke up, her sister was gone. Everything was clean, like nothing had happened. Thomas approached her, but he didn't harm her; he set a cupcake down in her cage. Belle was suspicious, but Thomas just chuckled and told her, 'it's not poisoned'. He knew she was hungry after the ordeal. What she didn't know was that the cupcake was made from her sister's flesh. Belle ate it, not knowing what it was made of. Then he said to her, "I'm glad your sister isn't going to waste."

Twilight grimaced.

"At that point, a white blur hit Thomas—at least that's what I was told; it was a pegasus guard. There was a brief struggle before Thomas was beaten—we learned later he was killed during the fight. He returned Pinkie's body to us hours later; after the burial, Belle sank into a deep depression. She stole a syringe of morphine. You see, my husband injured his back around eleven years ago and needed it for the pain. Belle took it and went to the nearby silo; after injecting herself, she cut herself open and tore out her own magic gland, and she passed out."

Twilight's eyes went wide.

"We found her the next morning, unconscious, so we rushed her to the nearest hospital. How she survived, I don't know; even the doctors were astonished that she was still alive. At that point, her magic gland—whatever that is—couldn't be replaced; it took a little over two weeks for her to be able to come home. When asked why she did it, she told us, "Why have magic when you can't save someone you care for? After that, she took on her sister's name, and the rest is history."

"Thank you for the information; it really helps. A magic gland is a simple thing to understand; it's a gland that gives the three tribes their special abilities. For humans, it grants strength and a deeper connection to the earth, which is why humans can grow plants better naturally, and for pegasi, it grants the ability to fly and withstand harsh weather like lightning strikes. These abilities are known as passive magic. Only unicorns and alicorns have semi-passive magic, which we need to study to be able to use, as unicorns don't have any passive magic abilities. and As for the ring that every unicorn and alicorn wears, it's a catalyst to harness their natural magic. Without a ring, if a spell is attempted, the worst case scenario is that the magic goes wild and could hurt or even kill the caster; the best case is that you produce a few sparks. Each person has a specific amount of magic their gland can produce, which is why some unicorns are stronger than others. From what I've heard, both pegasi and humans can learn how to cast spells like a unicorn, but it's immensely difficult to learn, and even then they can only use basic spells like a candlelight spell, basic telekinesis, primitive mind reading, or lighting candles. Even then, they will need a catalyst like a wand, staff, or ring to perform the magic, and the magic gland itself is powered by the ambient magic in the air," Twilight explained as she turned it off and packed up the recorder before getting ready to leave.

"Wait! I have something for you," Pinky's mom said. "Just wait a minute, and I'll get it,"

She said this as she walked upstairs.After several minutes of making Twilight wait, she reappeared with a manila envelope. "This is the police report of the incident; we never opened it. Hopefully it can be of some use to you," she said, handing it over.

"Thank you again," Twilight said, squirreling away the folder and recorder into her backpack.

The very next thing she did was take the train back to Canterlot to ask some psychologists about the information she had received. Many didn't have time to talk while others simply told her, "It's an open and shut case. She was found at the scene of the crime with her fingerprints all over it, so obviously she's guilty," or something to that effect.

It took several hours to find a psychologist that would listen to her, and once he looked over the police report and her verbal testimony, he said, "I know exactly what's wrong with her. It's no curse, and she's not possessed; what she does have is a rare mental disorder called dissociative identity disorder. Previously, it was known as multiple personality disorder or split personality disorder.You see, one of the ways it can be caused is childhood trauma such as abuse or seeing someone close to you die in a violent situation like your friend went through, for example. A traumatic enough event can cause the mind to fracture and create a new personality, sometimes good, sometimes bad, which is very unfortunate for your friend.

"When she went through that event, her mind fractured in a way, using the fear and pain of loss to create this new personality. Coupled with the removal of her magic gland, which has been known to drive a person insane as the magic has nowhere to go, it messes with the brain chemistry, and most likely from what I've heard about her, it is most likely linked to her 'Pinkie sense' though most personalities are created to cope with said trama. Memory loss is also completely normal for this disorder as well, so when she says she doesn't remember doing it, she's telling the truth.

"Calling it Multiple Personality Disorder is considered offensive nowadays, and Faust forgives you if you call it the wrong name; you'll most likely be corrected about it at minimum, and at worst, you'll get a stern lecture about your ignorance about it. Even a lot of books and movies about it are considered offensive nowadays; movies like 'Sybil', 'Split, 'The Three Faces of Eve'," and 'The Strange Case of Doctor Jekyll and Mr. Hyde' are considered offensive as well; some people say they're enforcing a negative stigma and making others believe that this disorder is bad when most of the time it's not. It's obscenely rare to have an alternate personality that's considered 'evil', but it is possible that Belle sees her sister's killer in her victim and wants them to feel the same pain her sister did, but that's just a theory," he said "but why the pain killers we found near Rainbow Dash, and why turn her victims into cupcakes?" Twilight inquired, "I'm not sure on that, but most people with it lead normal lives as long as they avoid their trigger." Twilight asked, "Yes, the trigger causes the other personality to come out. It could be any number of things, including a phrase, a word, a sound, a place, a situation, a photo, or even an emotion, so discovering the patent's trigger is easily one of the most important parts of treating them. In fact, I read about a man with dissociative identity disorder whose other personality was an incredible artist; another case involved a man who could speak fluent Japanese, walk, and even sit differently than the original personality, but here's the kicker: the original had never lived or visited Japan and had never taken any language lessons; he just loved watching subbed anime."

"I didn't realize that the subject was such a sensitive one. I'll make sure to be careful when talking about it," Twilight said. Is there a cure or treatment for it, or some way I can help her?" she asked.

"I'm afraid not, unless you can literally split the personalities apart," he said. "Anyway, I'll write up a note outlining what she has," he told her and pulled out a sheet of paper, jotting down what Belle had before signing it and giving it to Twilight.

"Thank you so much," she said, packing up her things. The psychologist simply smiled and said, "I'm glad I could help."

Now knowing the truth, she headed to the Star Swirled The Bearded Wing of Canterlot Castle. After all, magic had come a long way, so maybe there was a spell that could remove Pinkamina. No matter how she looked, she couldn't find anything to help Belle. Twilight found the scroll that forced every nerve ending to fire at once, causing pain akin to being dipped in acid, as well as a spell that could turn a person inside out without killing them, as well as many other nasty spells. The next logical step was to ask Princess Celestia if there was a spell that could remove Pinkamena.

"There is a spell that could work, but I've never used it because I've never needed it. We could transfer this Pinkamina into a homunculus, but first we'd need to make one. I will need exact measurements of Belle's body for it as well as to have Pinkamina willing to be transferred into it," Celestia said.

"What exactly is a homunculus?" asked Twilight curiously.

"A homunculus is a human created artificially using clay as the base, then a spell only I and Luna know will transform the clay into flesh. It's considered a forbidden art as people can use it to cheat death. You see, humunculi don't age or get sick so a talented unicorn could hypothetically use the spell at the end of their life to transfer their soul into one and live another life.That's why only me and Luna know the spell. It's far too dangerous to let the common populace know about it," Celestia explained. "We'll transfer Pinkamena into the homunculus to capture her, then we'll let everyone know that the real killer was captured and executed, " Celestia finished.

"Pinkamina is extremely dangerous though. How would we capture her without anyone getting killed?" the purple alicorn asked.

"It won't be easy as homunculi are naturally relatively resistant to magic but with the right trap spells, I believe we can capture her before anyone is killed. We'll have to set up a room ahead of time with magical traps as well as ones throughout the dungeon; just in case she does manage to escape the room. I'll also place Belle in my most powerful magic circle to protect her from Pinkamina. Don't worry Belle will be perfectly safe," Celestia told her student.

"I'll talk to Rarity, as she created a dress for Belle before, so getting the measurements should be easy. I'll also talk to Pinkamina to see if she'll be willing to be transferred into the homunculus. It shouldn't be a problem though as I'm sure she wants freedom from Belle, " Twilight said before she left.

"Good luck, Twilight," Celestia called out after her. Twilight just smiled and took the next train to Ponyville .

Her first stop after she got back was the Carousel Boutique to see Rarity.

"Welcome to Carousel Boutique where everything is sleek, chic, and magnifique," Rarity's voice called out as she entered her shop."Oh, Twilight! you're back I thought you were a customer," she said coming out of a back room.

"That's alright," Twilight said. "Though I could use your help with something."

"Of course what is it you need help with?" asked the pearl-coated unicorn.

"I need Pinkie's measurements for a project I'm working on," Twilight told her friend. "It needs to be as detailed as possible, so I was hoping you could come over and help me with it. I need everything from bust, hips, leg length and thickness as many measurements as possible for this project," Twilight explained. "Don't worry; I'll be there to help as well as keep you safe."

"Oh, I don't need to come over; I've got all the measurements right here," said Rarity, teleporting a folder to her. "Everything you need is in this folder as I've made Pinkie's clothes before; every measurement down to her shoe size is in there," she explained.

"What kind of project are you doing, anyway?" she asked.

"I can't tell you at the moment, but I'm going to have a meeting with you and the other elements later to explain everything," Twilight said, taking the folder. "You're a lifesaver. I don't know what I'd do without you," Twilight told her friend."I've got to go. I'll set the meeting at noon today. That's four hours from now, okay?"

"Alright, I'll see you then!" Rarity said.

"Oh, and would you be willing to spread the word to the other elements?" Twilight asked.

"Of course, Darling," Rarity told her. Twilight thanked her friend and immediately left for home. She had someone she needed to talk to.Twilight entered her castle dungeon to find 'Pinkie' waiting for her.

"Oh, Twilight, you're back. Did you find out what's going on with me?", asked her pink- haired friend.

"I did Pinkie; or should I call you Bellamina?" "Pinkie" stiffened upon hearing the name

"W-where did you hear that name I've never mentioned it to anyone" ,she asked

"Simple I talked to your parents I know about the incident with your sister I also know you were a unicorn once before you tore out your magic gland, you're not possessed or cursed you have a mental disorder called Dissociative Identity Disorder" ,explained Twilight

"My parents really told you about the incident and what's Dissociative Identity Disorder anyways? Belle asked.

"They did and Dissociative Identity Disorder is relatively easy to explain said Twilight telling her friend what she knew "oh I also need to talk to Pinkamina if possible I've got a offer she can't refuse, her freedom" said Twilight, it was then Belle's hair went flat and her eyes turned green -Pinkamina was back.

"What's this you say about freedom?" she asked.

"Simple" said Twilight explaining the procedure to Pinkamina.

"So what's the catch?", Pinkamina asked after Twilight was finished.

"No catch me and my friends simply want you out of Belle and I'll do anything to make it possible think about it your own body to play with no more having to share one" ,Twilight explained.

"That does sound tempting, my own body, no more waiting to come out to play, no more being attached to her, I'll do it under one condition I don't want my new body to look like hers, she's too out of shape for my needs I want a body like yours, slender with a perky 32 double d bust how about it?" Pinkamina asked

"Deal, we'll get started right away," said Twilight.

"We?" Pinkamina asked.

"Me and Celestia are working on it together after all, creating a humulus is considered forbidden only Celestia and Luna know the spell after all" Twilight explained Pinkamina nodded and Twilight left the dungeon in high spirits. Three hours later her friends showed up for the meeting after sitting down. Applejack asked "So what's going on?"

"I'm glad you asked Applejack it turns out there's a lot more to Pinkie's story then what seems to be or should I say Bellamina's story" Twilight told her friends

"Bellamina, who's that?" ,asked Fluttershy.

"Well that's a long story" Twilight said taking a deep breath "it all started a little over ten years ago", she started, telling her friends what Pinkie's mother told her, after the story Applejack said.

"So you're saying that Pinkie's real name is Bellamina, she was a unicorn, she tore out her magic gland after her sister was murdered and now you're going to give this alternate personality this Pinkamina her own body, you know how crazy that sounds?”

"I know my story sounds crazy but it's the truth and think about it with Pinkamina in a new body we get our friend back and the Ponyville butcher gets executed for her crimes, Twilight explained before turning to Rarity and saying "I needed those measurements to give to Celestia to make a clay version of her, oh and Rarity I'm going to have to give you back the folder you gave me as Pinkamina wants a slender body like mine with a bust like yours so I'll need my measurements instead" she finished handing Rarity's folder back to her.

Rarity nodded and said "I'll have to take more detailed measurements of you but it shouldn't be that difficult."

"Thanks Rarity, I'll come over for the measurements after the meeting, alright?" Twilight said "anyways that's everything you guys need to know, does anyone know how Rainbow's doing by any chance? She asked.

"I went to see her yesterday and she's in a coma at the moment, the doc said her body should recover but as for her coma it's up to Faust when or if she comes out of it, he also said that she may never fly again when she does wake up" Applejack told her.

"Alright I'll have to take a trip to see her I can help with her wings since I'm an alicorn" Twilight replied and at that the group of friends disbanded and went there separate ways Twilight followed Rarity to her boutique to get the measurements for Celestia after an hour they were done and Twilight was on her way to canterlot once again.

"Princess Celestia I'm back with the measurements", Twilight called out as she entered the throne room.

"That's great news Twilight i can finally get started in making the homunculus" ,Celestia said smiling taking the folder of measurements Twilight had.

"There has been a bit of a change of plans. It turns out that Pinkamina wanted a slender body like mine and a bust like Rarity's so those are the measurements you have" the purple alicorn explained Celestia nodded.

"Look I have to go, I haven't seen a rainbow since the attack" ,Twilight said to her mentor. Celestia nodded again and Twilight left Canterlot castle and made her way to the Canterlot general hospital.

"Hello, can I see Rainbow Dash, please?" Twilight asked the receptionist once she got there.

"Sure but a nurse will need to accompany you, she's in room 304" the receptionist told her as she picked up the phone and called for a nurse a few minutes later nurse Redheart showed up at the receptionist's desk.

"Oh hello Twilight it's nice to see you, follow me I'll take you to Rainbow Dash" she said and Twilight did just that

"Why are you here in Canterlot? I thought you worked at Ponyville general?" The purple alicorn asked as they walked

"Well I wanted to farther my career as a nurse and as Ponyville general didn't get as much business as it used to, so I requested to be transferred to a bigger hospital and this is where my Superiors sent me" nurse Redheart explained. "Well we're here", she said stopping in front of a door, "you have five minutes she needs her rest."

"Thank you, oh and I'd like to see the main surgeon that worked on her, I'd like to talk to him if possible" Twilight told nurse Redheart.

"I'll see what I can do but I can't promise anything" she replied, Twilight nodded and opened the door to Rainbow's room only to hear the machines hooked to her beeping and whirring she walked over to Rainbow's bed and gently took hold of her hand squeezing it softly her entire torso was covered in soft white bandages.

"Hey Rainbow it's me Twilight. I don't know if you can hear me or not but me and the girls are really worried about you we're worried that you might not wake up. I hope you wake up soon. We all miss you." A knock echoed through the room.

"Times up Twilight" nurse Redheart said.

"I'll see you again soon Rainbow" Twilight hurriedly said before walking out of the room

"Follow me Twilight the head surgeon is this way" Redheart told her, leading her to a small conference room in which the lead surgeon was sitting and his name tag identified him as Samuel Longtail.

"You wanted to talk to me?" Samuel asked.

"Yes I was actually hoping to help you actually, I may have a way to completely heal Rainbow's wings so she can fly again" Twilight told him as Samuel raised an eyebrow "a blood transfusion from me should do it you see alicorn blood is unique as it is compatible with any body no matter the blood type and on top of that the magical properties of my blood can heal even the most grievous of injuries, I've researched it extensively and know it will work" Twilight explained "as princess I'd at least like to give it a chance"

"How much blood would you need to transfer?", He asked.

"A full pint should be more than enough",Twilight replied.

"I'll talk to my Superiors and see if they'll let you but I can't promise anything alright." Samuel told her

"Alright just let me know when you hear back I'll be in the waiting room, ok?"
The purple alicorn said nearly an hour passed before she was called back into the bowels of the hospital by Samuel.

"So I talked to my superiors, and they agreed to give it a shot; come with me," he said, leading Twilight to a small room, "and we'll draw your blood here, then inject it into your friend." As nurse Redheart entered the room with an empty blood bag, Twilight quickly filled the bag courtesy of Twilight, who then followed nurse Redheart as she put the blood bag on ice before bringing it to Rainbow's room and directly administering the blood Nurse Redheart even checked the blue pegasus's wings and was astonished.

"Amazing; I've never seen anything like this before. Her wings are as good as new!" Nurse Redheart was taken aback.

Twilight simply smiled and said, "All we have to do now is wait until she comes out of her coma; hopefully that's soon." Nurse Redheart nodded. "Look, I've got to go; it's been a long couple of days for me, and I could use a nap," said Twilight, leaving the room. She took the next train home, falling asleep on the way there, only to be woken up by the train coming to an abrupt halt. Once back at Ponyville, Twilight quickly disembarked the train and went home to rest.

Two weeks passed like the wind, and it was finally time to transfer Pinkamina into the humonkulus Celestia had commissioned; both Belle and Pinkamina had been waiting for this day eagerly. Celestia and Luna arrived early, bringing the humulus with them and placing it in the corner of a large room in the dungeon before setting up the magical circle to protect Belle and the magic traps needed to trap Pinkamena, while Twilight personally used her magic to create a barrier around the stairwell leading up out of the dungeon. Within an hour, everything was ready once done. The humulus was brought forward and set nearby. "All right, Twilight, it's time," Celestia said, casting a bubble of silence around Belle.

"What's with the bubble of silence?" Twilight asked.

"Simple, we don't want all of Ponyville to hear her screaming," replied Celestia.

"Screaming?", asked Twilight, shocked.

"Yes, the procedure is quite painful and dangerous as we're literally removing an alternate personality it could potentially kill her, but don't worry, Belle won't remember any of the pain," said Celestia. Casting the spell, Belle quickly started to writhe before arching her back and howling in pain. Twilight found it difficult to watch her good friend in such pain when a ghost-like figure was pulled out of Belle, Pinkamina.Twilight thought, Pinkamina was quickly placed into the homunculus, then another spell was cast by Celestia to start Pinkamina's heart. As Belle's body twitched due to the aftereffects of the spell, Pinkamina quickly sat up, stood on shaky legs, and grinned as she looked around, seeing three of Pinkamina swung her machete twice more, and Luna was cut in half as well as decapitated, and only after Celestia and Luna's bodies hit the ground did she slide to a stop on the bloody floor, her machete dripping.

"Oh, it felt good to do that," she said sensually approaching Twilight, grabbing her by the throat and stabbing her near her groin before yanking the blade up to her ribcage as Twilight howled in pain before Pinkamina let her go. She then approached Twilight quickly, grabbing her left hand, and cutting off her finger.Pinkamina groaned in pleasure as the taste of Twilight's love juice filled her mouth. "You taste amazing, Twilight!" she exclaimed, popping the other one into her mouth and biting down to pop it between her teeth as well. "And your breasts look heavy, let me help lighten the load," she said, cutting off Twilight's kiss and carefully cutting off the ovaries and tossing the rest aside. Twilight heard every word, though she was barely conscious due to the pain and blood loss, and something pulled her back to full consciousness. Pinkamina's hand was around her waist.

She made her way back to the entrance of the dungeon in about an hour, managing to trigger only a small number of traps. Once she was there, she found a magical barrier that she couldn't get through. "Damn," she thought as she inspected the barrier for some sort of weakness, when all of a sudden she heard footsteps behind her. She spun around to see Twilight standing there, as if she had never hurt her. Pinkamina's eyes went wide. "Not possible," she thought.

"So Pinkamena, we meet again. By the look on your face, you're probably wondering how I'm both alive and completely fine. The thing is, as an alicorn, I'm what is known as an imperfect immortal," meaning I can't be killed by injury or sickness, at least not for long. The only way I can die is old age, so unless you can manipulate time, you can't kill me permanently, and that goes for all alicorns." Twilight said with a grin, "And FYI, the only way you can get through that barrier is to kill me permanently. I made sure to set it up that way."

Pinkamina scowled. "Well, I guess I'll have to force you to remove the barrier then," she said sadistically.

"Good luck with that," said Twilight, charging a spell. It was then that Pinkamina charged at Twilight, only to be hit by her spell. The spell launched her backwards into the barrier, slamming her into it as she crumpled. She started to get up when she was hit with another spell, one that made her scream. It felt like she had been dipped in acid and struck by lightning a million times. After what seemed like an eternity (in reality, it was only thirty seconds), she eventually passed out due to the pain. After she passed out, she was taken to her maximum strength cell to make sure she couldn't escape. After that was done, Belle was transferred to a room on the upper level of the castle. Pinkamina woke up shackled to the wall of a small cell, wearing nothing but a sports bra and her pants. Minutes later, Twilight made her way to her cell: "Hello, Pinkamena." I hope you're comfortable. "You do realize that attempted murder on royalty is treason, and you'll be executed for it, as well as the thirty other kidnappings and murders," Twilight said. Also, I'm sorry about the attire. We couldn't let you wear a regular bra because we knew you'd use the underwire to pick the lock on your shackles as well as the cell door and try to escape again.

"Your execution will take place within the next few days; I won't say when." Twilight explained with a small smile, "I personally can't wait to see you writhe as the ultimate punishment spell does its job." Pinkamena looked confused, "You see, the ultimate punishment is only used on traitors and serial killers like you. "It's a spell that causes complete cellular disintegration, beginning with the feet; you'll be hung by the wrists naked, of course, and the spell will basically dissolve your feet first; it's coupled with a spell that makes it impossible for you to pass out or go into shock, ensuring you feel every bit of pain you caused others until there's nothing left of you." Twilight explained walking away and leaving the dungeon. Several hours passed, and Rarity came rushing into Twilight's castle, looking overjoyed. "Twilight, I just came from Canterlot; Rainbow's woke up!" She exclaimed.

Twilight smiled and said, "That's great." I'll have to go see her. Thank you." Twilight said excitedly as she walked upstairs to tell Belle the good news as Rarity left, "Hey Belle, how are you doing?" Twilight inquired, but Belle remained silent.

"What do you remember, before you woke up in the dungeon, I mean?" Twilight asked

"I remember everything, every person I hurt, every scream of agony, every plea for mercy, and every final breath they took; I remember removing their organs and putting their flesh through a grinder; I remember some of them begging for death before tearing out their hearts and forcing them to watch it beat as they died," Belle said, crying, and continued, "Pinkamina forced me to remember before she was removed, a going-away gift."

"You do realize that it wasn't you that hurt those people; it was Pinkamina, a completely separate personality, in essence a different person; you had no control over what Pinkamina did, and you know this," Twilight told Belle.

"I know, but still, I hurt so many people, including one of my best friends. "I don't know if Rainbow's still alive after what I did to her." Belle stated that she was still crying.

"Rainbow is fine." "She just came out of her coma." "You can see her in a few days, ok?" Twilight said she was holding Belle close.

"Why can't I see her now?" Belle asked.

"Well, people still think you're a serial killer, but once Pinkamina is executed, you can see her, ok?" Twilight asked

"Ok," she replied.

"Look, I've got to go to Canterlot to see Rainbow Dash and do a few other things." "I'll tell you more about how she's doing once I get back," the purple alicorn explained. "If you need anything, spikes is here to help; I'll be back soon," Belle said with a nod. Twilight said before walking back downstairs, "Spike!" "Spike, I'm going to Canterlot for a while, okay?, I'm leaving the castle in your care, and I also want you to keep an eye on Belle while I'm out; I told her to come to you if she needed anything," she called out. Twilight told him before walking out the door. Soon, she was on the next train to Canterlot. "Twilight Sparkle to see Rainbow Dash," she told the receptionist as the train arrived at the station.

The woman behind the counter nodded and said, "Room 304" before answering a phone. It took a while, but she eventually found Room 304. Once she entered, she found Rainbow sitting up and looking out a nearby window.

"Hey Rainbow, how are you?" The purple alicorn asked.

"Twilight! It's been awhile. I'm glad to see you, and I'm doing fine. The doctor said I'll make a full recovery with a few scars, and I have to thank you from the bottom of my heart for the blood transfusion. I probably would have never flown again if it wasn't for you." Rainbow chirped

"Well, I knew that flying was important to you, so I couldn't just sit by and do nothing," Twilight said.

"So how is everybody doing?" Rainbow asked.

"They're all fine," Twilight told her, "and I have a lot to tell you," she explained, sitting in a nearby chair and telling Rainbow everything that had happened with Pinkamina and Belle; by the end, Rainbow was misty-eyed.

"I can't believe what happened to Belle; no wonder she was screwed up in the head; I would be too if they went through the same thing; heck, anyone would," the blue pegasus replied.

"I'll see what I can do." Her execution won't be for a few more days, and you should be strong enough to leave the hospital for a few hours, so I'll talk to the doctor and see if you can go, ok?" Twilight told her.

It was then that a nurse popped her head into the room and said, "Times up, princess."

Twilight nodded and exited the room, saying, "Look, Rainbow, I've got to go. I'll see you soon." Her next task was to get a permission slip from the doctor to let Rainbow out of the hospital for a few hours within the next two days, which she got within an hour. Her next task was to go to the local radio station that served most of the country (including Ponyville, Canterlot, Manehattan, and Cloudsdale) and tell them that the Yes, but like Discord said, "sometimes a lie is easier to take." Twilight also told them that the execution would take place over two days in the Canterlot main square at noon. Finally, the last thing she had to do was get the local blacksmith to create and erect the wooden pole in the middle of Canterlot's main square and attach some shackles connected by a thick chain near the top and a set of them bolted to the bottom to make sure that Pinkamina was fully stretched out. Erecting that took the next half a day. While that was being done, Twilight went to see Celestia to learn the ultimate punishment spell. As the crimes happened in Ponyville, it was up to her to execute Pinkamina. Finally, the day came when Pinkamina was delivered to Canterlot in a specialty armored wagon and shackled naked to the stake at eleven thirty. By noon, over a thousand people had shown up to witness the first public execution in nearly a decade. Belle and Rainbow (in a wheelchair, of course) as well as the other elements showed up to watch at noon. Everything was ready, including Twilight and the other elements, while both Celestia and Luna stood on a nearby ledge "miss. Pinkamina, you have been charged with thirty counts of kidnapping, premeditated murder, cannibalism, and attempted murder of royalty, in addition to selling the flesh of your victims in the form of cupcakes and other baked treats to the general populous; do you have anything to say before the execution begins?" Twilight said in the royal Canterlot voice.

"I spy a Rainbow Dash," she said, looking at her, "it's a shame Twilight had to ruin my fun as Rainbow Dash was one of the best tasting of all my victims and easily one of the toughest to break even after I slowly sawed her wings off with a hacksaw, cut her open, and started tearing organs out, she didn't scream, though she did pass out a few times," she giggled. Twilight had had enough and cast the ultimate punishment spell on Pinkamina. Her laughter turned to shrieks of pain as the spell took hold, starting to disintegrate her feet. She writhed as more and more of her was slowly disintegrated. Pinkamina started coughing up blood as the spell reached her abdomen. Her intestines unraveled and hit the ground with a wet slap. Pinkamina slumped and fell silent, the crowd cheering once she did, the screams finally ending as the ultimate punishment eventually disintegrated the rest of her. After 30 long minutes, the spell was finally done, leaving nothing behind, not even hair; even her soul was destroyed by the spell, in essence erasing her from existence.

The crowd eventually dispersed, leaving the square empty and leaving Twilight alone, as the other elements and princess's had already left, she sighed. She went inside, trying to rasinalise what she had done—she had killed someone, and in the slowest and most painful way possible. Granted, the victim was a serial killer, but he was still a person. The screams would haunt her for the rest of her life. She would even relive it in her dreams for years. Rainbow Dash eventually made a full

She recovered physically, but she had nightmares about her attack for the rest of her life, and Belle was never the same; she wasn't as peppy as she used to be; she still planned parties, but her attitude was seemingly less carefree than it used to be; she had become a seemingly normal person, which was strange to the people of Ponyville. The party animal was gone, and in its place was a more mild-mannered woman. Though losing her element was devastating to her, Belle knew it was the price to pay for her life, sanity, and freedom, and she eventually accepted it with the help of Twilight. Though she was no longer a bearer, she still did her best to make the people of Ponyville happy and be there to plan and celebrate any party that came along, including Scootaloo's cutesinyara, which took place a little more than six months after Pinkamina's execution. Sweetie Belle got hers by singing a cover of "Beat It" by Michael Jackson with the help of a young, ebony-feathered griffin from Twilight's school acting as a second Singer and Applebloom got hers by winning a large martial arts tournament in Manehattan. Though things changed a lot, some things stayed the same, and even though Belle wasn't a bearer anymore, the cutie map still sometimes showed her cutie mark and sent her on missions, along with the other elements. Other than that, not much changed in Ponyville.

Eventually, though, the truth came out that Pinkamina was once a part of Belle, and the people of Ponyville were rightfully mad that they had been lied to. It took a long time for them to trust Belle again. Eventually, the people of Ponyville as well as the rest of Equestria came to accept that Belle wasn't going to hurt anyone, and Celestia herself invited her to be the royal party planner as well as Ponyville's party planner if she was willing. Belle eagerly accepted the role, which she did for the rest of her life, planning cutesinyara's, birthdays, weddings, anniversary parties, royal balls, and galas for both Ponyville and Canterlot. Though most of her work was in Ponyville, she eventually married a cheese sandwich and settled down in Ponyville, where they had a child who ended up becoming a party planner as well. Belle retired after sixty-five years, having planned thousands of parties over the years and even outliving Rarity; she passed away at age ninety-two, surrounded by her surviving friends, child, and four grandchildren.

The end