Curse of Pinkamina

A blue unicorn with a white mane and tail and wearing a typical white doctors coat sat in a dimly lit room at his desk. He was busy shuffling paperwork with his magic when there was a sudden knock at the door.

“Who is it?” The unicorn asked looking up.

“It’s your 3 o clock. He’s just arrived sir.” A voice from behind the door replied.

“Ah, good! Send him in!” The unicorn put his paperwork away and placed his hooves at his desk.

“Move it!” A gruff voice shouted from behind the door. It swung open to reveal a Canterlot guard pushing in a light gold earth pony bound in shackle into the room. The earth pony was seated in front of the unicorns desk “He’s all yours doc.” The guard replied as he left the room. The unicorn doctor looked at the earth pony before him, his face was shrouded in shadow, but the doctor could still tell that there was a look of anger on his face. He levitated a clipboard and a pen as he readjusted in his seat.

“Hello sir! I’m your psychologist DR. Shimmer horn.” He said in a chipper tone as the earth pony said nothing. “First things first, tell me your name please!” He waited for the earth pony to respond but he still said nothing. “Your name sir.” He repeated again, but like before got no response. Shimmer Horn frowned and then realized that the prisoner might be deaf. “I said what is your name sir!?” He said louder.

“I’m not deaf asshole!” The earth pony replied angrily.

“Oh, then my apologies!” Shimmer Horn replied slightly startled by the response “But I still need your name, sir.” He repeated once more.

“Why do you care what my name is?” The earth pony replied.

“Formalities. We are going to be seeing each other more often after all.” The earth pony scoffed in the dark. “Now… your name please.” There was a pause as the doctor finished speaking.

“Clay.” The earth pony muttered.

“Ah good! Now we are getting somewhere.” Doctor Shimmer Horn was sure he saw Clay roll his eyes. “Do you know why you are here Clay?” He asked.

“Yes.” Clay muttered angrily.

“Murder is a very serious crime Clay. You’re lucky you weren’t sentenced to death.” Doctor Shimmer Horn said in a low tone.

“Right now I wish I was dead.” Clay retorted.

“Why is that?” Shimmer Horn queried.

“Because then I wouldn’t have to hear you talk.” Clay sneered.

“So, that brings me to my next question.” Doctor Shimmer Horn continued acting as if he hadn't heard Clay's remark, “Why did you feel the need to kill a fellow pony?” He leaned forward and looked at Clay as best he could.

“Do you really need to ask that? Doesn’t my file tell you?” Clay asked sounding annoyed.

“Yes, it does. But I want to hear it from you.” He looked at Clay while levitating the clipboard.

“Because the bitch deserved it that’s why!” Clay growled angrily. Doctor Shimmer Horn was startled by his outburst, but regained his composure.

“And… you truly believe that?” He asked.

“With every fiber of my being.” Clay replied.

“I see…” Shimmer Horn started writing on the clipboard, and then turned his attention back to Clay, “Make no mistake Clay, I am sympathetic to your situation… but murder is the worst thing a living being can do to another. You had to know you wouldn’t get away with it.”

“Wasn’t trying to.” Clay muttered.

“Regardless Clay there was no need for you to commit this crime when you could have alerted the authorities.” The doctor continued.

“No need?” Clay replied angrily, “Did you not read the file? Were you not informed of what happened in that basement?” Clay’s voice began to swell with rage.

“Yes I was informed. An earth pony mare, countless victims found in the basement of Sugar Cube Corner, including…” He froze as if he didn’t want to finish.

“Including my mother Rainbow Dash.” Clay finished.

“Yes… the report was… gruesome.” He continued with a shudder. Clay however was still and said nothing, his face still covered in shadow, “And… this is what led you to kill her. What you found in that basement?” Clay nodded, “How did you know it was her? Why not the cakes?” Clay looked at him, a hint of madness in his eyes.

“Life is a party... who else would have written that?” Clay looked away from the doctor.

“Clay… I understand that what you saw down there must have upset you, but-.” Clay’s eyes darted to the doctor and he could see that they were burning with rage. Before he could finish Clay bolted up and put his face right up to Shimmer Horns, making him gasp. He could see the anger on his face, the hatred and pain in his eyes. But what he really saw was a deep cut over Clay’s left eyebrow as if it had been slashed with a knife. Doctor Shimmer Horn recoiled as he looked directly into Clay’s brown eyes.

“Upset… doesn’t even begin to describe how I felt when I went down there!” Clay growled his voice shaking with rage.

“Clay… calm down… you know that what you did was not justified-.” He was cut off again.

“My mother’s guts! Were ripped from her open chest, and stashed inside a bucket with her wings and cutie marks!” Shimmer Horn’s ears rang from Clay’s shouting. “She was chained and nailed to a platform, covered in her own blood and vomit from the pain that she endured! The mortician said that she had been alive and tortured for an hour before she died slowly while that… butcher ripped out her heart! Along with Celestia knows how many more!” Clay looked as if he was about to explode with anger “Don’t… you… dare! Say that what I did was unjustified!” Clay heaved with every heavy breath he took. Eventually he calmed down and sat back down concealing his face in darkness once more. Doctor Shimmer Horn looked at Clay in a startled state for what felt like hours, until finally he regained his composure.

“Despite all that, the report said that you considered Miss Pinkamina to be your aunt, despite not having any blood ties.” He looked at Clay curiously “Was it really that easy for you?”

“Yes…” He replied coldly. Doctor Shimmer Horn looked at Clay sternly.

“Rainbow Dash wasn’t your biological mother Clay.” Clay was silent for a while, before he finally replied.

“She was to me…” He whispered. Doctor Shimmer Horn saw a single tear run down Clay’s cheek. Shimmer Horn then got up and casually trotted over to Clay before sitting down.

“Now Clay, I am going to perform a spell on you that will for lack of a better word, bring out your emotions so that I can better understand your psyche. Do I have your permission?” Clay stared at him as if he was contemplating what he just heard. Finally he nodded, “Excellent! Now don’t worry, I have used this spell on plenty of other patients, and I assure you it is perfectly harmless.” Clay simply stood still as the Doctors horn began to glow. Soon a soft white aura enveloped Clay’s head giving it a slight tingle before vanishing.

“Was that it?” Clay asked giving his head a slight shake.

“Yes. The effects of the spell should occur in a matter of seconds. In the meantime I want you to relax and focus on what you are feeling.”

Clay sighed and shut his eyes trying to relax. As he sat there he tried feeling for anything different about him from the spell. But he still felt the same as he did before the spell and as the minutes ticked by he was starting to think that the spell had failed.

“Hate to tell you this Doc, but I think you’re spell didn’t work.” Clay opened his eyes and they adjusted to the light again. But as they did he noticed something was off. For Doctor Shimmer Horn was sitting very still next to him, and his eyes didn’t seem to want to blink, “Doc… are you ok?” Clay asked as he leaned up slightly to look directly at the doctor. Shimmer Horns eyes were still and seemed to be staring off into space, “Hey doc! You in there?” Clay waved a hoof in front of Shimmer Horns face, but got no reaction.

Clay frowned slightly and was considering getting some help, when suddenly there was a soft dripping noise. Clay looked around thinking it was a leaky pipe, but saw nothing. He listened again and heard the soft dripping. Now that he was really listening is sounded close. Clay looked around again hoping to find the source of the sound, when he stopped dead at what he saw.

Doctor Shimmer Horn’s coat had a small spot of what looked like blood forming around his chest. And as Clay lowered his gaze he saw that the dripping was the blood trickling down to the floor. Clay’s eyes widened as he saw the blood pool at the doctors hooves.

“Help! Somepony help!” Clay screamed hoping that the guards would hear his cries for help “Somepony get in…“ He stopped when he heard a louder squishing noise. Clay turned around to see the blood stain grow around Shimmer Horns chest, and as it did Clay could see something squirming under his coat. Clay simply stared at it with a mixture of fear and curiosity. He was afraid of what might be hiding under that coat; he didn’t know whether to get help, or just sit there. As Clay watched, the squirming became more violent until the fabric started to rip. Clay held his breath waiting for whatever was under there to emerge when suddenly it stopped.

Clay waited in silence as Doctor Shimmer Horn looked back at him with those dead eyes, not blink, or moving, barely even breathing. Clay was now seriously considering leaving the room, just to get away from Shimmer Horn. He made a small motion to leave the chair that he was sitting in when suddenly the coat began to rip once again, and Shimmer Horn began to violently shaking as what was in his chest began to push its way through. Shimmer Horn was convulsing, and his eyes rolled back as his coat ripped open more and more. Blood began to ooze from his mouth and nose as his insides were ripped apart. Clay could feel his heart pounding like a drum as he watched the gruesome display before him. He was paralyzed with fear even though every fiber in his body was screaming at him to run. But before Clay could do anything, a long bloody claw shot out and grabbed him by the throat, holding him in place. Clay gasped for breath as he witnessed a second claw emerge from Shimmer Horns chest and began pushing out whatever it was connected to. Clay struggled to get loose, but the claw held him tightly, and he had no choice but to witness the horror that was unfolding before him.

As the second claw pushed Clay could see the beginnings of a pony like head emerge. It looked up at him with glowing white eyes that seemed to burn into Clay’s soul, it’s teeth were like razors and it was covered in thick red blood making it impossible to tell what it really looked like underneath. Soon it had its chest exposed revealing a somewhat skinny frame giving no hint of its true strength as it continued to hold Clay’s throat firmly as it continued to emerge from Shimmer Horns corpse. As it pulled out its legs, Clay found himself being lifted from his chair as the creature was taller than thought possible. Clay struggled as he dangled above the ground, while the creature placed its other claw over Clay’s throat holding him firmly. The creature now fully emerged looked into Clay’s eyes with its own burning white ones and brought Clay’s face closer to its own. Clay’s heart pounded as the creature stared at him. Then without warning it opened its tooth filled maw and emitted a horrible roar that rang in Clay’s ears. The sound was deafening as Clay began to black out and then finally he saw no more.

“Clay… Clay wake up!” Clay’s eyes snapped open as he heard Shimmer Horns voice ring in his head. He quickly looked around and saw that everything was back to normal. The creature was gone, and doctor Shimmer Horn was alive, “You dozed off there for a few minutes Clay. I must say that was first time that has happened during the spell.” Doctor Shimmer Horn began writing down on his clipboard once more, “I guess you got a little too relaxed.” He sat up and trotted over to his desk once again, “Are you alright Clay?” Shimmer Horn asked noticing Clay’s confused expression.

“Not… really.” Clay muttered as he began rubbing his forehead, “I think I have a bit of a headache.” Shimmer Horn smiled at the earth pony as he once again started writing.

“Well I think that’s enough for today.” Doctor Shimmer Horn said putting his clipboard away, “I think we made great progress.” Clay didn’t say a word as the older unicorn got up and called back the guards. Two guards entered the room, and told Clay to get up. He did as he was told and was escorted out of the room, “Until our next session Clay.” He shouted after him. Clay snorted as he was led down the hallway. Doctor Shimmer Horn returned to his desk and pulled out a file with Clay’s prison number on it. He opened the file and began reading it; eventually he stopped at the phrase “Prone to fits of rage, dangerous, lethal. Use extreme caution.”

“How right they are.” He muttered as he closed Clay’s file “In all my years I had never seen a convict so outraged.” He put the file away, levitated a bottle of whiskey at his desk and began pouring it into a nearby glass. He lifted it up to his mouth and took a quick swig of the beverage. He set it back down and sighed, “It’s going to be a long day.” He muttered as he got ready for his next patient. He looked down at the empty glass at his table and thought back to Clay’s rage earlier. The look in his eyes made him shudder, as he poured himself another glass of whisky. “A long day indeed.”