Yay! Generic Dark Fic: Pain and Vendetta

by thewaffler

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Dark, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Spike, Random
Length: 1027

This a little first person grimdark torture tale.

You awake on the workbench of an unknown presence. Where are you, who are you and why are you here is anyone's guess. Just know you are at his mercy.

Peace Out.

I wanted this to be a send up of the grim dark torture genre.

Published 2012-01-28 14:54:50 UTC
Last updated 2012-01-28 14:54:50 UTC

Chapter 1

The room is dark, I can not see anything in front off me. I know I'm on a table. I can feel the metal workbench beneath me. I can feel that my body in fastened to this structure. The only thing visible is the dim outline of the adjacent walls illuminated by a faint sliver of of light that radiates from what I can only guess is a door way.

I think to myself on how'd I come to be in my current situation. I was alone waiting idly in a warm sun drenched field, when all of a sudden I feel my assailant dragging me off to an unknown location.

The door opens, it's hinges desperately needing maintenance with a deafening screech. Now my room is illuminated. I can see the three of the wall around me. Two of them lined with various picks, drills and files and the third wall has a large furnace. I hear movement from behind me. My assailant steps into view.

"It's time for work." My captor says with a slight grin on his face as he wiped his brow.

He grabs what I assume is a small chisel and walks to the opposite side of me. I cannot scream out in fear. There will be no rescue and this will surely be the end of me. Just before he makes his incision, he stops and begins to speak.

"I've finally found ya after all these years. It's been my secret obsession. My friends and family would never guess what lurks beneath my calm and collected exterior is a monster. I go to work, pick my kids up from school, pay my taxes, hang out with my childhood friends and take the wife out for dinner. They'd never know that the family oriented individual has been hunting all over Equestria for you."

I know not what he speaks of, I have never wronged him, yet he acts as if he's is my antagonist like I am the reason behind all his woe.

"If you're wondering what is you've done to me than your out of luck because you will only know my name and reason when I'm almost done dismantling your being."

He remains silent and picks up his chisel and drives it into what I can only guess is upper cavity.

The creature continues his course of action, till...

"Your insides are quit lovely and succulent!" My captor exclaims as he wrenches open my upper section. He then proceeds to gorge himself on my innards. The sounds of him tearing bit and pieces of me of is disturbing to say the lease. I do not know why I haven't lose consciousness during this. I know I have a extremely high threshold for pain.

Panting he regains his composer. "Now, that I've had my fill, I think it's time to continue."

He then grabs a grinder from the adjacent wall, changes the grinding wheel and flicks it's switch bringing it to life. The tool's motor makes a the high pitch buzz as he adjusts the speed of the instrument. It nears closer and finally makes contact with my being. It wasn't the chisel that bothered me nor my captor dining on my flesh it was this tool with its liquid cooled grinning head and high pitch wail as it proceeded to mutilate and contort my body. This was pain I felt. Intense agony on a molecular level.

What I can only guess has been thirty minutes has passed and my gore and carnage is displayed on this work bench.I curse the day I gained sentience. I am at last loosing consciousness and drifting towards death's welcoming embrace. The monster that has done this to me is wiping sweat from his brow and looking done at me triumph. He walks back towards me as I flicker into oblivion.

"I know I promised a reason and a name. My names is Spike Drago and this is penance for trying to steal from me all those years a ago..."*he whispers*"Tom."

I drift into nothingness and think where do the souls of rocks go, if we even have such an abstract concept.

"Spike a customer is waiting for pick up!" Yells a mare from upstairs.

Spike cleans himself off of debris as walks from his basement workshop into the main showroom of his jewelry store. He steps into the store where he his greeting my his sales clerk and assistant named Sparkler.

"Thanks Sparkler." he then turns to the waiting customer.

"Aha, Mr. Ace Swift, the engagement ring you ordered is right...here." He says as he goes through the clientele lock boxes behind the counter. He opens it up to Ace.

"Beautiful...Nurse Red Heart is gonna love it." He admired the piece of hand crafted jewelry. He interrupts his thought for but a moment. "Oh, that's right the sum we agreed on. Six Hundred bits plus the hundred bit deposit, right?" He places the money on the counter.

"Yes, and wait one minute while I ring you up and give you your receipt." Spike sends the gold coins through his automated counter, and rips the paper receipt off the cash register's printer. "You have a nice day, sir."

Ace leaves and Sparkler turns to Spike.

"Ay, boss you wanna get something to eat? I know you've been busy downstairs with that large geode all day."

"Nah, it's okay, I ate some of the geode, I'm good." He says while picking his teeth.

"I don't know how you stay in business when you eat a lot of your supplies." Sparkler says in a sarcastic manner as she shakes her head.

"On second thought I think I will take you up on that offer and get a light snack."

The two walk out the door as Spike puts a "BE BACK IN 30 MINUTES" sign on the door. He looks back at the shop with a grin on his face.

If you hated this then at at least enjoy a little animated gif/meme. Also 10 points to anyone who can spot the song I reference. (Hint) 70's arena rock.