The Art of Magic: Infamy of the Facility

by Rarity Belle

Chapter 5

 
“Sweetie, is the all really real?” Twinkle asked in a scared tone when she finally came out of her curl.

“I wish it wasn't real Twinkle, but I tried everything I know to wake myself up, it is real,” replied Sweetie while the tears collected beneath her eyes once more. “Soon, we are no more... Used, burned up whole to keep this place running...”

The further she spoke those words, the harder it got to hold herself until she just couldn't do anything but cry. More tears than she ever had shed fell down her cheeks and rolled off her chin and onto the stone cold metal floor.

Twinkle tried her best to comfort the young mare but it didn't work. Sweetie’s heart was broken, taken out of her body and frozen before smashed against the wall. It had shattered into thousands of pieces. The reality of the place just seemed so surreal.

Her sister and one of her best friends ran that cursed place. The mare tried to understand it, find reasons how, what or even why. But instead she began to sob louder and scream soft in pure emotional pain. A couple other ponies in the cell had begun to do the same.

                    
On the very top of the Facility did Rarity sat behind her bloodstained desk. She had her elbows resting on it while she held her chin against her hooves. The glance in her eyes could only be seen as dreamy. She looked into her office and saw it was grim and numerous bloodstains covered the wall but that was how she liked it the most.

The unicorn took a look to her left and saw a window which allowed her to look inside the pipe which led to the chimney. It filled itself with a liquid before it was blasted away every once and awhile. The mare got a lethal smile on her face as the bright colors of the liquid illuminated her office. Then the liquid was shot up, letting the office fall back into the light of the normal lamps.

She turned her attention to her front. Only to be met by the heavy metal door that separated her from the rest of the Facility. On the walls there were bloodstains as far as the eye could reach but next to that there was nothing on the wall except some dossier closets.

To her right was one big, glass window which overlooked the entire top floor. The floor where it all happened. She stood up from her chair and walked up to the window. Rarity reached it and rose up on her hind leg. The mare placed her front hooves behind her back while her eyes overlooked the floor. Rarity only smiled at the sight her eyes saw.

After some time did she wandered back to her desk and just plopped back into the chair. Her body turned around and faced the back wall. She gazed upon the countless magical screens which were levitated there. From her she could follow every single activity in the Facility while her mixed irises scanned each screen.

Her eyes fell on one of them before a devilish grin appeared on her lips. She saw a young, unworthy unicorn stallion. His body had been cut open and undone from most of his blood. He was all tied up and unable to move. He was left to die in a horrible way. Rarity turned herself around again and charged up her horn. A magic control panel began to appear before her. Her eyes gazed upon the arcane symbols it had and read them all, mumbling them in the old unicorn language.

“Let’s see if you still got something in you, darling,” said Rarity before she charged up her horn a little more. One of the buttons on the panel got pushed. The unicorn turned her attention back to the magic screen and brought it before her, placing her elbows on the elbow-rests of her chair and rest her chin on her hooves once again.

She watched how a set metal arms came down from the ceiling. Each arm had a syringe and a long tube attached to it that led back into the ceiling. The young stallion noticed the sound and he looked up. Only to meet his fear once more as a couple tears ran down his face. Rarity zoomed in at the screen and noticed how the tears were rolling down. That was exactly what she hoped for.

“So you still have some left,” she said with a smirk. The arms stopped just above the stallion and the mare pushed another button with her magic. The arms then jammed the syringes into the poor thing. Two of them had his tear tube as others entered different parts of the body, all directly into the bloodstreams.

With the syringes started to do their work and sucked all of the still flowing juices straight out of the dying unicorn. He was not even granted a last tear and he passed away from his loss of liquids.

As the arms took the syringes out of his body and retract up in the ceiling again, as two stallions wearing the hazard masks untied the dead thing and dragged the lifeless body away from it, walking out of Rarity’s view. The unicorn placed the magic screen back by the others while her eyes pierced on the others trying to find them.

 
Eventually she found them on a screen in one of the boiler rooms deep within the bowels of the place. The mare brought the screen before her with her magic. She just watched with a sickening amusement at the sight of what was going to happen. The stallions opened a door of one of the furnaces, causing some flames to burst out which startled them both.

The flames raged on for some time before they died down a little. After that did they threw the dead body in. The fires began to rage once again as they consumed the flesh and skin of the colt as its new fuel. The stallions didn't hesitate a second and just shut the door again after which they left the room.

As the fires consumed the dead unicorn, clouds of steam left the chimney from the boiler and all the pistons began to jam even harder than they already did as the gears turned even faster. The colt was literally feeding the whole Facility. But as he was used, dozens followed his place.

The mare placed the screen back to its original position as she turned herself around, looking at the control panel. She let it being dissolved into nothing but smoke as she summoned a cup of tea for herself and gazed upon her dossier closets. She charged up her horn once again a little as two drawers opened and some files were raised up and placed down until she had the right ones.

She levitated the two dossiers towards herself before the drawers closed again and she dropped them on her desk. One of them was labeled S. Belle while the other was labeled T. Sparkle. Rarity let go a small sigh before she levitated her cup of tea and took a small sip from it. She opened the first dossier and began reading with an ice cold look in her eyes.

Rarity’s eyes gazed upon the words written in it but was interrupted by a knock on the heavy metal door. She didn't look up but only spoke two word. “Come in.”

The door opened and Twilight walked into the office. “You wanted to see me, Rarity?” she asked as she approached the desk.

The other unicorn placed her cup of tea down again and looked up from the file. She placed her attention on Twilight’s eyes. “Why yes, Twilight. Would you bring me these two, please?” she asked before levitating the closed files over to Twilight.

“May I ask why? B-Because you never call any of them, up here...” Twilight asked when she looked over the names on the dossiers. She even had to let out a gulp as she stood before the desk.

“I have my reasons and they are not yours to question. Just make sure their horns are restrained.” Twilight nodded in an understanding way and left the office without a word. She closed the metal door behind her, leaving Rarity once more alone.

                    
Sweetie and Twinkle sat both in the cell, curled up against each other as their cheeks had dried up tear marks all over them. They tried their best to get some sleep, but shook up as the heavy door opened once again. Twilight appeared on the catwalk. “Sweetie Belle and Twinkle Sparkle. You two are coming with me,” she said in a crazed tone.

Before any of the two could resist had Twilight charged up her horn and both of the young mares were tied up. Not to forget that their horns got cut off from their flow of magic. “W-What are you g-going to do w-with us?” Sweetie asked scared. Yet she did found the courage to looked up to the mulberry coated mare.

“You will see soon enough,” replied Twilight before she lifted the two out of the cell and up the catwalk. “Now move those bodies!”

The young mares couldn't do much else then just follow Twilight all the way up to the Facility as the sounds still went to marrow and bone as the kept shivering at hearing them. No matter how many times they heard them, they just couldn't and wouldn't get used to it.

“W-Why Twilight?” Twinkle asked scared before she looked to her sister. Twilight let out a deep sigh at hearing it. Though she didn't answer it, for they had reached the door to the office.

Twilight knocked on the door once again. “Come in,” was heard from the other side and she charged up her horn a little which caused the door up swing open. It granted the young mares a gleam of her. The white unicorn who just sat almost casually in her chair as they both were brought in. Twilight nodded to Rarity and went away again thus leaving the young mares alone with the mad mare. Both Sweetie and Twinkle were in the lion’s den, one that was out for their blood.

Sweetie looked at her sister and almost loathed the sight she saw. It wasn't the Rarity that she remembered, a unspeakable monster had taken over her place. She didn't even want to look at the eyes. She couldn't stand the color of them and expression stood on murder. Yet with a vague hint of pleasure thrown into the mix. Almost, as if she actually enjoyed what she was doing.

“You two disgraces, are the worst we ever had! You could have passed! The both of you could have! But you were too nervous to do it. That is why, you are both unworthy unicorns. We have no use for you in these lands. Only in here, shall you be done justice,” spoke Rarity before as she pointed to the chimney and the fillies pointed their attention to it.

They saw nothing in it until some sort of liquid bubbled up and illuminated the office. They both had a better look at it but before they could react, it shot further up under a thunder roll. “That is the only purpose you have here.” Rarity continued as she started to chuckle in a dark manner.

“W-What happened to you, sis!” Sweetie wondered before she did dare to look back to Rarity. She wondered where the mare was, she once loved.

“She is still here, she never left in fact. But you are to blame for you own mistakes,” she replied in an ice cold voice.

“What have you done to my sister!?” Twinkle yelled all the sudden.

“Be quiet you!” Rarity yelled in return. The young mare began to crawl behind Sweetie out of fear for the mare. Few ponies dared to stand up against a crazed Rarity.

Sweetie and Twinkle both shivered in fear and got the scare of their lives again when the door opened. That time it was Trixie who was standing in the opening. “Trixie has come to announce that the time is nigh once again, Rarity.”

The other mare turned her attention away from the young mares and towards Trixie as she spoke. “Good, Trixie. You know what to do. And please, take these two with you. I don’t want to see them anymore, not before it is their turn.”

“Trixie shall do that,” she said while taking the young mares in her magic gasp and dragged them away. The blue coated mare pulled the door shut behind her and in the hallway she tied the fillies together much to her own pleasure.

After another walk through the Facility they reached the holding cell again and Trixie levitated the mares up and brought them down to the floor and released when they were close to it under a dark chuckle. Causing them both to fall face flat on the floor. “Trixie will meet you all soon enough again,” she said before she left to Celestia knows were. Twinkle and Sweetie came close to each other and hugged each other tightly, hoping to still wake up from their shared nightmare.