Author's Note:
I'm gonna try to be detailed. I'm bad at it, but I'll try.
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The bell above Twilight's door rings as Volia enters the library.
"Hey, Twilight?" She calls.
"Hello Volia!" Twilight walks down the steps, smiling. "How can I help you?"
"I need help with this spell..." The mahogany hued unicorn trails off, furrowing at the book in her magic's grasp. Twilight takes hold of the book, and faces it towards her.
"Alright. Come over here."
After a few minutes, Volia has it figured out. She's surprised that Twilight hasn't noticed what spell it is.
"I think I have it down..." Volia says, looking at Twilight.
"Yep! Good-" She looks back at the book and her brow furrows. "Why would you need a spell like this?" She asks.
Now's the time.
"For this." Volia charges up her horn and pale pink rays smash into Twilight, leaving her weak in the knees. "Pinkie! Now!" Volia calls.
"AGHHHHHHHHHH!" Pinkie lets out a war cry as she runs in from the window. A large, wooden hammer comes down on Twilight's head, knocking her out cold.
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A terrible stench hits Twilight's nose, making her gag.
"Ugh... where am I?" She says, her voice hoarse.
"Twilly! You're awake!" A familiar voice bounces off of the walls.
"Pinkie? What's going on?" Twilight's eyes are frantic, searching the darkness aimlessly. She hears her friend's laugh echo in her ears.
"What did Volia do to me?!" She demands, though knowing the answer. "What are you going to do to me?" Her voice is quiet now, the eeriness getting to her.
"Just make some cupcakes! You're going to help me." Pinkie walks into Twilight's line of sight and calls out, "Vivii! Turn on the lights!"
A blue filly appears besides Pinkie, a bandage wrapped over one eye. She flips a switch on the wall, and the horrors of the room are revealed to Twilight.
Skulls of ponies, gryphons, and other creatures are arranged on the table, as well as a small quilt of cutie marks. Beside it is a dress made of cutie marks with eight pegasus wings attached. One pair is a terrifyingly familiar shade of cyan...
Over on the right side of the table, the shadow of a stuffed corpse can barely be seen, until Vivii pushes it out. Where Rainbow Dash's wings should be, bloody stumps of bone stick out. Her cutie marks are missing, revealing the bloody muscle underneath. Her fur is matted with blood, sweat, and other fluids.
The last thing is what shakes Twilight the most, even more than seeing her close friend's mutilated body. On the wall, 'LIFE IS A PARTY' is crudely written in blood.
"What... what is wrong with you?" She whispers, fear filling her eyes.
"Nothing! I just do business with other ponies. They want somepony gone, I'll make it happen." Pinkie smiles widely, her irises shrinking.
"Who wants me gone?!"
"I do." A new voice makes Twilight's ears perk up. Charity walks into the princess's view, her normally blue eyes a bright and fiery crimson.
"I never did anything to you!" Twilight yells, becoming angry. Her eyes narrow at the grey pegasus, who now has tears in her red eyes.
"YOU KILLED HIM!" Charity yells menacingly, a tear falling. "YOU KILLED STORM BLAZER! He didn't do anything- you falsely accused him and sentenced him to death! DEATH! HE WAS INNOCENT!" The pegasus releases all of her rage on the lavender pony who is strapped to the table. Kicks to the stomach, punches in the face. She could kill Twilight right now, but she knows that Pinkie wants to have a little fun with her. Frankly, so does Charity.
She flies above Pinkie, wiping her cheeks. "Go ahead. Make her pay." Charity seethes.
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