Sadism and Mystery

Celestia sat sideways on her throne, with a video game controller in her hand staring at a rather large LCD television. It was as if she didn't even know they were there. The girl in purple cleared her throat, and Celestia tore her gaze from the game she was playing. When she saw who was there, she lit up like a match.
"Dustin! What a surprise!" she exclaimed. She ran over to him and nearly toppled him like a stacked tower of waffles."It's been so long since our last visit! Did you bring someone for me to have fun with?"
"Sorry, Princess Pedo, But I've got something I need your help with." Celestia may have looked like a teenager, but she was really just about as old as the world itself. But I guess you don't age when you're the immortal ruler of a land with so few problems (or so it seemed). "I brought this girl to see Alucard last night. I thought she was strong enough to handle it,
but she was put under by Alucard's spell. I need you to help me break it."
Celestia's expression grew serious, and then grim.
"I can't really do anything, Dustin. And besides, you were told not to talk to anyone about that except the ones who already knew. Just the knowledge that such a creature exists could rip the very fabric of reality apart."
"But she's my friend. I can't let Alucard have her."
"You have no choice," she snapped at him. "If you had just followed orders, none of this would have ever happened." Dustin gritted his teeth in anger. She was right. No matter how well he thought anyone could handle it, he still should have never shown it to anyone.
"I know what I have to do." he said solemnly. Celestia gave him a questioning look. "Send me into her mind. I'll find her in her subconscious and bring her back."
"You do know that a person's mind is the most dangerous thing in the world, right? Especially when it's under Alucard's spell." He looked at her, very serious.
"I know all too well, but I have to try."
"Well then," Celestia went over to a bookshelf and pulled put a book. She leafed through the pages, murmuring to herself. "Aha!" she suddenly exclaimed. She pulled out a marker and with magic drew a magic circle on bot Fluttershy and Dustin's heads.
Before beginning the spell, she turned to him and said, "Just keep in mind that you are replaceable." Dustin raised his hand and summoned some magic, enough to make his hand glow and crackle with energy. "I'll be fine. I'm more than ready." Celestia started the spell, and Dustin felt his mind go a bit fuzzy. Before he really knew what was happening, he collapsed and fell into a dream state.
He was falling. Falling from nowhere. To nowhere. An endless fall, as if it were a bottomless pit. He felt a slight breeze on his face and arms as he fell. He thought he could hear running water in the distance. He slowly opened his eyes and saw nothing. Complete nothingness, in every direction. Then there was a light. It was faint at first, but grew after a while, getting brighter and brighter as he neared it. then it enveloped him. He felt something hard against his side. He opened his eyes and sat up, looking around. He was on top of what seemed to be a tall black building. There was a light grey glow that seemed to emanate from everywhere yet nowhere at the same time, and all around his as far as the eye could see,there were more towers just like the one he was on top of right now, all of them different sizes. Dustin walked to the edge and looked down into darkness.
'I guess anything could be possible inside this realm.' he thought. 'Worth a try.' He slowly and carefully sat down and scooted off the edge as if he were getting into a pool. When his body was parallel with the tower, he sat up, and every sense of direction seemed to change with him. He got up and started walking down the path that the building created, into the pitch darkness of Fluttershy's mind, to where her darkest secrets and thought laid.
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Fluttershy whipped her head to the left, to the right, up, back to the right. Where were those voices coming from? Who were they? Just then, she saw her late father appear before her eyes, a bottly of scotch in one hand, and his belt in the other.
"No, no, it can't be. Y-y-you're dead!" She cringed down and entered the fetal position, fear nearly driving her mad, as the man grumbled something under his breath. He gripped his belt tightly, raised it up, and with a grunt swung it back down as hard as he could, right onto Fluttershy. She yelped in pain as the belt curled and wrapped around her back, her head, leaving welt where it had touched her. He took a swig from the bottle of scotch and stepped forward, dropping the belt. "You piece of dirty fucking shit," he growled in a deep, guttural slur. "You slutty piece of whore trash, you'll never be nuthin'."
swig from the bottle yet again. "You'll never amount to anything, just like your dumbfuck mother!" Tears were streaming down Fluttershy's face, smearing up the slightest bit of eyeshadow that she had used. The man came closer to her and grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to look up at him. "The only thing you'll ever be good for is a quick fuck, you little bitch!" he said as he shoved something big and hard yet fleshy into her mouth, nearly making her gag as he thrust it in and out.