//------------------------------// // Chapter 6 // Story: The Art of Magic: Infamy of the Facility // by Rarity Belle //------------------------------// In the Magic Facility, where they are waiting for them Waiting with patience for them and them alone Those who are the disgraces of the unicorn race Soon enough darlings, will their suffering be over   Masked stallions had begun to enter every single holding cell and they charged up their horn. All of them would have helped to restrain the unworthy’s magic flow. All while they made screens of magic appear that was big enough to see for everypony within the cells. Sweetie and Twinkle had a look at it and at first there was only static. It didn’t took that long before there was a crystal clear image that appeared on the screen. It had those same three ponies wearing their hazard suits and masks. The one in the middle spoke under a muffled voice. “Greetings unworthy unicorns. You might ask yourself, why you are here? Well, I can answer that question for you very quickly. The only reason you are here, is to become... magic. Let me explain this further. In person.” All three of the ponies removed their masks only to reveal themselves as Rarity, Twilight and Trixie. Sweetie and Twinkle weren't even surprised anymore. They knew their sisters were gone over the edge, too far gone to return. They could only wait to see what would happen next. Their eyes were peeled to the screen as a couple of the ponies in their cell gasped at the remembrance of the mentally insane mares on the screen. The more Sweetie and Twinkle looked at the screen, they saw the imagery was not live. For the eyes weren't as ‘corrupted’ as they had seen. “How long... have you been doing this?” Sweetie brought out in a mumbling voice. Twinkle looked a little confused to her before returning her attention to the screen. Trixie walked up a little forward and began to speak. “Thousands of years ago the unicorn race didn't had its magic. They were just...” She shivered lightly in utter disgust before she continued. “Earth ponies with a horn. Nothing more.” The mare kept walking in front of the other two before she finally took her position again to the left side of Rarity. “But after many, many years of testing and trying, the unicorns found a way to make magic. With the help of blood and tears did they succeed. The first unicorns were very specific about the recipe of magic. Everything was perfect looking for our race. But over the course of years much of the magic that had been stored, became corrupted... making ponies go crazy,” explained Twilight before she took a step forward and walked in front of the two other mares. “We needed something else, something new. That is the sole reason that the tests were made and executed. For you will be stored right here, until the time is ripe.” the mare explained further. At the hearing of those words did many of the ponies shivered in pure fear. All while the tears were shed by the dozen. Twilight walked back to the right side of Rarity as it was the mare herself who stepped forward and did her share of the story. “And all who failed, were brought to here. Well, not really here, but you get the point. This Facility is only one thousand years old. Build right after the banishment of princess Luna. It was her plan, for she came up with it all. A facility to produce the magic needed for the land, a wonderful idea, no? Of course she didn't know the whole truth, the facts were changed in the meetings with her.” Twilight gained a grin across her face. “Her banishment was perfect! For it allowed us to work as we do now! Princess Celestia does not know about this place. And we kept it that way ever after her banishment, for good reasons. Anyway, this is the only one of its kind. It is here, where the unworthy unicorns of today are brought to,” spoke Twilight up before she took her place again. Rarity got an evil grin on her face and spoke in a stone cold tone. “And turned into magic.” The tone on what she spoke brought so much fear in the young mares and stallion that most of them curled up in ball, not even wanting to hear more but Rarity kept talking. “You probably wonder what that bolt of something is, right?” Trixie found it her time to speak again and she shattered one of the biggest lies told through history. “It is a bolt of pure magic that leaves with every blast. It goes to a couple true and half-unicorns to resupply their magic. A unicorn can call up the magic, yes. But can’t make it on his or her own. That is where the Facility comes into play. The Facility restores the magic of a unicorn overnight,” she explained to them all. Rarity walked over to an unworthy unicorn who was strapped in a chair. Both Twilight and Trixie made themselves ready by some levers in the background. “Now look, this is an old way of making magic, a way we still use to honor the first unicorns, but we have a way that goes faster, which you will see soon enough.” She explained while the unicorn was crying tears for his life. “Twilight, Trixie, if you please. This is not going to need an explanation.” The two mares both nodded before Twilight pulled her lever which caused the contraption of metal arms with syringes and tubes to come down. The unicorn’s eyes looked up and started to cry only more, unable to speak through its many tears. Rarity grinned at the flow of tears before she stroked the unicorn cheek while saying. “Shh, shh... we need those tears more than you do, darling.” After the contraption came to a standstill above the unicorn did Trixie pulled her lever. The arms jammed their syringes in the poor unicorn in a violent way. Not even the tear tubes stayed safe as two syringes were jammed into them as well. The unicorn began to scream in utter agony. The horror that it went through, his painful screams were even worse than the normal sounds that were heard within the place. The ponies who saw it began to cry themselves as well and some even puked at the sight of the horror on the screen. Rarity turned her attention away from the unicorn as she walked to one last lever and pulled it with her magic. She then returned her attention to the unicorn with a devious grin. Horrible sounds played their turn as the sound of sucking took it all over. Slowly and painfully was the unworthy unicorn undone from its blood and tears which flowed into the tubes up into the ceiling. Rarity looked in pure delight as she saw the many liquids running freely through the tubs as Twilight and Trixie did the same. Nopony wanted to look at the screens anymore, they had seen enough. More than enough. But Twilight spoke again. “Once the blood and the tears are fully taken away, we don’t need you anymore, we could let you go off course, but then you will talk about this place, so you stay here, until you pass away. Either you do it yourself, or we do it. Then we throw you in one of the boilers, only to make the Facility run faster.” Twilight started to laugh as Trixie had one last explanation. “Then, we mix your blood, tears and something we call ‘Ci Gam’, which are the leaves of the ‘Enacra’ flower that is needed to fully fulfill the process of making magic. We then add everything in one big drum and start mixing resulting in pure magic. After that, it is blasted away to a random chosen worthy unicorn. Soon, you all will be used, for a greater good. The good, no, the need of the unicorns!” After those words were spoken the screens disappeared and the stallions went away. They just left the young mares and stallions shivering in pure fear. Sweetie was one of the few ponies who kept her attention to the screen the whole time and simply couldn't believe what she just saw, her sister practically murdering a pony. Eventually she curled up herself and started sobbing, processing the horrors in her mind. “Sweetie, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry,” said Twinkle with tears flowing beneath her eyes. The little mare curled up around Sweetie in an attempt to comfort her. “No Twinkle, don’t be sorry, we did nothing wrong,” she replied through the sobs. ---                      High up in her office was Rarity looking through the window and saw everything that was going on. Somepony knocked once again on the heavy metal door in a familiar knock. “Come in,” was all she said and the door opened itself. Rarity knew exactly who it was that would enter. It didn't took long before Twilight had come in. She wandered over to the desk with a thoughtful expression in her eyes. “Are you really going to do it, Rarity? Process your own sister? Process my sister? Have you really gone that heartless that you do not even care about your own flesh and blood anymore? Or do I have to kill you before you stop yourself? Or did you spend too much time again around the corrupted magic once again?” Rarity let go a deep sigh before she turned her attention to Twilight. “Rules are rules, Sparkle. As they were set up by Professor Cosmos himself! You know our ways, Twilight. I have been running the Facility for years now, spending all my nights here, while still being able to run my boutique! And the last thing I am waiting for, is somepony questioning my manners of work. We keep it running as we always did, I can not bend the rules and you know that more than well. They have to go,” she growled over to the other mare in an angry tone. Twilight glanced outside of the window as well. She too had begun to fear the outburst of Rarity and couldn’t do anything else then agree with her. “You are right, Rarity, they may be our sisters, but they failed their tests, they are Unworthy.” “Good to hear you still haven’t lost it, Twilight, now go. I need to look into some more files. Leave me alone for the next two hours, would you,” spoke Rarity with an ice cold tone in her voice. Twilight nodded before she made her way to leave the office. She closed the door behind her. Though on her way to her sleeping quarter did she kept pounding her head. She just didn't feel herself right at this, that her little sister would be killed. The mulberry mare opened the door of her quarter only to be met by an all too familiar figure that laid on her bed. “Trixie has been waiting for you. She has arranged us a wonderful night.” Twilight closed the door behind her and placed it in its lock.