//------------------------------// // "I am evil..." // Story: The Sorceress // by MrTyreste //------------------------------// "I-I'm sorry?" Twilight backed away slowly, as though trying to find a way out of the room and away from this maniac. How could he be showing her this stallion, and how could he ask her to kill him? "You heard me. The last I looked you still had ears, no?" The white stallion chuckled as he closed up the portal in space. His body slowly became ethereal as Twilight's horn glowed a brilliant red color. Her horn's glow enveloped her as she began to change. Her eyes went from her usual purple color to a dark red as her body was now encased in the gold and black armor she had seen in the dead library. "Here's how it works. I am a spirit of Lust, of fornication and passion. I feed off of the feelings of intimacy of two ponies, regardless of age or gender. However, what I do not forgive is the act of taking this act of passion by force." He glared towards Twilight. "I ask this of you, kill the stallion who raped you. Do this, and you will take your first step on the path of the Sorceress." Twilight fidgeted at the seams of the armor as though trying to get it off while she continued to back away from him. "No! I can't! I don't forgive him for what he did, but I can't just kill him! He's already been arrested, he'll-" "He'll escape, and go off to harm another innocent mare unless you put a stop to it. You have to understand..." He walked closer to her. "There are some ponies who words will not reach." A large staff with a long blade appeared next to Twilight, causing her to jump in fear. She noticed the long, black shaft had strange runes written along the length of it, followed by the place where the blade connected to the staff. This area, for some odd reason, bore her cutie mark in a different color scheme. "Do this, and it will begin." Twilight looked down at her hooves as she thought hard about this. Could she really take somepony's life? She could never forgive him for what he did, of course, but to just wipe him out like this? She didn't want to do it, not for all the money and power in the world. However, she had made a deal with the spirits, and Twilight was going to keep her word. Without a moment's hesitation, her horn glowed and the scythe floated to her side. "I take your silence as a good sign, then?" Lust asked her, Twilight simply nodded. "Then we shall begin." Lust's ethereal form shot upwards towards the roof of the library as Twilight's mouth was opened forcefully and her head tilted up to the sky against her will. Without warning the spirit shot back down to Twilight, and seemingly forcing itself down her throat. The very feeling made her want to vomit as the ice-cold specter made it's way physically and spiritually into her body. Twilight, somewhat woozy from the event, stood up on her hind legs with ease as the scythe floated behind her across her back. Her eyes glowed from the red color to a now darker crimson as waves of energy seemed to flow from her eyes. She didn't feel woozy or weak anymore, instead she felt something else. Twilight felt good. Twilight Sparkle felt like she could take on anything. Could kill anything. --- A few miles outside Canterlot, a brown unicorn stallion had finally outrun his pursuers and allowed himself a moment to breathe. He couldn't believe that that little mare had ratted him out. He had plans of vengeance of his own as he laid down in the grass. But there was no time for that, after all the guards could still find him. "When I find that stupid little..." He ranted to himself as he walked in circles. "I don't know what I'm gonna do now. Everypony in Equestria knows who I am now thanks to that purple bitch and the little, perfect princess." He hated the princess, he hated the captain of the guard for catching him, but most of all he hated Twilight Sparkle for coming forward in court. So much for rape victims being shamed into secrecy, he though to himself. He felt a chill in the air as he sat down to think. Everything was falling apart for him ever since that party. He had been feeling very unsettled, almost guilty even. "Fuck you, Twilight Sparkle!" He bucked at the grass before he fell down onto his back. "Funny, didn't you already do that?" A sinister mix of Twilight's voice and something else came from behind him as he jolted up in fear. Twilight stood before him, on her hind legs brandishing the scythe and armor that adorned her upper half. "Oh what is this? Some kind of dress up game? Just get out of here, you little bitch!" Dust Storm snapped at her, but Twilight only smirked in response. Dust didn't take too kindly to that as he picked up a rock and threw it at her, only to be stopped in its tracks by Twi's magic. Twilight winked an eye, and the rock went soaring into the stallion's face, hurting his muzzle horribly. He fell over, clutching his mouth in pain as Twilight lifted herself off the ground and towards him. "Oh, did that hurt, Dusty? Why don't I kiss it and make it better?" She picked him up off the ground with her magic, only to send him hurtling back into the ground again. "Oh wait, you have other plans for my lips, don't you? And not the ones on my face, right?" She chuckled as her magic focused around his joints, pulling his legs backwards sharply. This issued an agonizing scream as tears filled his eyes. "Oh Celestia, pleas stop! I'm sorry!" He whimpered as Twilight's eyes continued to glow red. She only laughed at his pain as she flipped him over and tore at his legs another way. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Twilight mocked him as she tore into him with her front hooves, punching over and over again into his mouth and stomach. "You drug me, you rut me like a worthless sex doll, fall asleep with you dick inside me!" She practically knocked out his teeth with every blow as her eyes began to steam with anger. "I was humiliated, disgusted, and tried to kill myself, and you're sorry?!" Twilight let him back down onto the ground, a now bloody mess from the waist up as he tried to crawl away, but Twilight had other plans. "Maybe, I'll take your hooves, keep you from walking around all smug." She drug him back with her magic by his hind legs as he helplessly tried to hold onto the ground. "Maybe, I'll take your horn. Keep you from mixing those little drugs you like so much." She kicked him hard in the horn, causing him to scream in agony again. "Or maybe, I'll take your cock." She flipped him over onto his back and lifted her scythe above her head. "Keep you from screwing me again!" "Please stop, you evil witch!" Dust screamed with what little energy he had, snapping Twilight out of whatever had held her in that evil state for a moment. "I'm evil?" Twilight muttered as the scythe was raised again. The stallion whimpered as his body was held in place by the magic force, now a blood red aura as her eyes remained the same color they had always been. Not red, but the usual purple. This was what Twilight wanted, deep inside, after all. "I'm not the one who drugs mares and rapes them. You're the one who's evil, not me! You're evil!" She brought the blade down hard onto the stallion's skull, piercing it deeply as his blood ran down the front of his face. The blow had killed him instantly as Twilight backed away, realizing what she had done. Twilight Sparkle stood on her hind legs, her forelegs to her side swaying back and forth as her scythe dropped to the ground. Tears welling up in her eyes, she looked down at the corpse that laid before her, still young, but ready to die. It wasn't her fault she was chosen for this, all because she became fascinated with new powers. "I can't believe this." Twilight stared over the horizon, gazing on the city of Ponyville in the distance. It's inhabitants, who once saw her as one of their best friends, now barely knew her. She could walk the streets to Sugar Cube Corner, or help her friend Applejack on the family's farm. She could even sit in her Library with Spike and read her favorite books. But none of it would be the same. "I am evil..."