The Mishap of Ms. Sparkle

As Twilight's eyes focused in the dark room she looked back at her hind legs, "My... my cutie mark, you cut it out?!" She screamed in agony as she became aware of the pain in her head and her legs. Scootaloo turned toward Sweetie Belle, "Should I show her my necklace?" Sweetie Belle nodded with a smile as Scootaloo turned back toward Twilight saying, "Hey Twilight, what do you think of my necklace?" When Twilight looked up at Scootaloo she didn't see an innocent filly, or a "necklace," what she saw was a sadistic group of ponies and her horn on a string around the filly's neck. Twilight couldn't find the strength or even the will to form words, she began to cry at the sight of her horn to which Scootaloo responded with a swift, bone breaking kick to Twilight's ribs.

"Shut up you little foal, I thought that being older, you wouldn't cry. You should be glad your horn is gone, now you don't have to worry about showing off." The deranged pegasi formerly called Scootaloo said with a grin. She turned toward Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom, "You girls can go, I'll handle this." They nodded and slowly walked out of the room, slamming the door while giggling in delight of thinking of what she's going to do to Twilight. "Scootaloo.... why...?" Twilight could barely speak as her broken ribs were pushing directly into her lungs, "You kept Rainbow Dash away from me, you kept her from being who I wanted her to be. I no longer care about flying, I only care about giving you what you deserve." She turned around and grabbed a small knife and loosened the chain to flip twilight onto her back, tightening them up so she couldn't kick. She took the knife and started to slice into Twilight's underside slowly, so the skin wouldn't tear to much. Also, she did so love the sound of screaming coming from Twilight.

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As Lyra began to look for Twilight on the road to The Villa she began to hear what sounded like fillies, "Here, and at night of all times? This isn't going to end up well for them.." She stopped and hid behind a tree as she saw three fillies, moving quickly toward The Villa with the purple pony in tow. "No... they can't be.." As Lyra spoke she ran at them, she started to hear talking but couldn't understand it. As she started to focus on her surroundings she recognized one of the fillies, "Applebloom...?" She whispered to herself as the three fillies closed the basement door and she heard the sound of what seemed like a few dozen locks close on the inside. "Twilight.... please be okay when I get in there..." Though she knew that what she was going to find when she got in there, wasn't going to be what she hoped for.... She knew she was going to tear up as she moved closer to the "house." "This isn't a house... I know what I saw in their eyes... this isn't going to end well..." She started to move hurriedly toward the front door of the Villa bracing her mind for the atrocity she felt she was going to see.

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As Scootaloo was cutting into Twilight's underside she made sure to cause as much pain to Twilight as possible, "The screams... your screams... the beautiful sound they make..." Twilight began to say her friends name in between the agonized screams of pain, "Rarity... Fluttershy.... Applejack... Pinkie Pie... Lyra... Rainbow..." As she said Rainbow's name Scootaloo took the knife out of Twilight's underside and put it up to Twilight's throat, "Shut up... Shut up... SHUT UP!" Twilight began to whimper, "I'm sorry..." Scootaloo looked even more agitated than a moment ago, "You're sorry?! I bet you are! Their's no need for you to apologize anymore, I won't be able to hear you.... Sweetie Belle!" As she called Sweetie, the white unicorn came in with thread and a sewing needle in her magical aura, "Done." She spoke with a maniacal grimace as she picked up Twilight's head in her hooves, "You. You should have stayed quiet, and keep my sister's name out of your mouth!" Sweetie then began to sew Twilight's mouth shut while singing this:

'Cause I love to make you smile, smile, smile

Yes I do

It fills my heart with sunshine all the while

Yes it does

'Cause all I really need's a smile, smile, smile

From these happy friends of mine

Twilight remembered her friend Pinkie, how she would miss Twilight... She soon started to cry, "Oh don't cry again, you already look pathetic enough." Scootaloo spoke up after wiping the blood from the knife onto her orange coat. Twilight was in pain from what was happening but she knew, if she started to scream from the pain it would tear the sewing thread through her skin. Sweetie finished a few moments after starting and left the room, leaving the bloody sewing needle in Twilight's line of sight. "Good, now I can finish what I started." She began to laugh as she got closer to Twilight, "Now. Where was I, ah! That's right." She slowly cut through the last little bit of skin enabling her to go into Twilight's underside. "This is where the real fun starts." Twilight's vision was beginning to fade from the loss of blood, "Don't leave yet, we've still go plenty of fun to have!" Scootaloo started to cut her intestines loose slowly, "Can't go to fast, you'll miss all of the fun if I do." Soon after she finished Scootaloo took Twilight's intestines and hung them around her neck like a decoration, "I find what to do with these later..." She then started to go after the stomach. She slowly pulled her stomach from where it lay and set it gently onto a small table she had pulled up a moment before, "Don't want you to go yet." Seconds later she was stabbed in the middle of the back with a fire poker, "Why did you have to... do this to Twilight...." Scootaloo looked behind her at the last second before Lyra pushed the arc of the poker to the other side of her spine and pulled backward, ripping Scootaloo's spine out. "How... could you... Twilight.... I'm sorry... I didn't make it in time..." Twilight looked through her mostly faded vision and tried to say, "I love you," but, the only thing that escaped was a mumble. Lyra caught what she meant, "I... love you to Twilight... I'm sorry..."

Twilight's world faded to black, she had finally given in to death.