"If it matters yellow thing, I kinda like you." with no hesitation he plunges the spectral black hand into Fluttershys chest, she screams as it her souls seems to tighten. The worm thing hisses in delight, feeding of her pain wrapping around the skeleton puppet with glee "I mean, trying to tell the mistress she's not Evil? Oh that was precsssssiousss." The slick sound of it sliding in between the skeletons bones is almost sickening. "But now you must admit she is, I mean leaving you with a creature that feeds on pain, for four straight days of torture, why even though you haven't broken it's completely inexcusably Evil." You can almost hear a smile in the things voice, again it plunges the spectral hand through her body.
It's hard to hear, but they long ago establish that the worm thing had an amazing auditory ability, able to hear every sound her vocal cords played when they begged for it to stop. "No"
The little beady eyes stares at her. "Wait seriously? are you for serious, you can't be, I mean yes, we establish yesterday that your the Element of Kindness, but really that's just stupid." he pauses and stares silently at the yellow pony, then without warning stab the spectral hand into her head, bringing a new gush of screams. "She's been far beyond help since before you were born, I should know I was their pretty much the whole time... granted I was a little tapeworm in the stomach one of her friends. Who's skeleton I still control, but I've watched her pure evil."
Pulling that evil hand out it stops, dismissing the spell, though it does not relive her at all, each time she had thought it couldn't get any worse the thing had managed to escalate it. She sobs, but isn't sure if they are tears of pain or sadness. "She's been wronged."
The thin hacks out a hissing chortling laugh it slowly unwraps the bandages around her wings as it speaks "Wronged? you mean like that Discord fella you fixed, oh Filly you are more messed up than even the mistress." it pauses, unexpectedly as if it's thinking. "You know I never though I would make another friend, but for the second time I don't actually want somebody dead." it stabs a bone into the hole that the spear had made all those days ago, Fluttershys body quivering in pain. "Hmm, these are healing nicely. Anyways Pain yes, I am still evil after all, but I think I'll help you leave." not for the first time she passes out.
She comes back to consciousness as the raw flesh of her wing is squeezed "I let you have a short nap, though I might have had enough time to tell mistress secrets." The thing slides it's bones around the wound, bringing more crys "I realized while you were out that I haven't actually introduced myself to you. My name is Gaeth, pleased to make your acquaintance Fluttershy." She smiles, still in agonizing pain from whatever the creature is doing to her wing. "Pleased... to,,, meet you." she mutters, getting an approving nod from the skeleton that Gaeth controls "And this is Olive Garden, Serene's best friend, and my host."
It pauses "You see little filly this is what happens to Serene's friends." it slides out of the skulls eye eye "To be fare it was actually Celestia that kills.... my dear host, ironic since poor little Olive Garden was a fervent supporter of Celestia, only staying by Serene's side to convince her of her lousy course of action." it sighs and twisting looks the skull in the face, displaying unusual nostalgia "Of course I animated the body after that, being a parasite only really works with a living host, I do miss her sometimes, despite our horrific meeting we did manage to become friends." It slides back into the torso curling around the skeletons inner ribs. "Shame switching hosts would be fatal, I think I'd enjoy living in your body... but I think I would like you to go away. so I think I shall help you."
Her body shudders as the bone is removes, but starts again as the worm thing slides it's tail into the other hole. Still she can't help but look at him hearing the smallest bit of hope, something she had lost days ago "Could I be lying... maybe, maybe this is a new form of psychological torture, something I am actually quite good at. I see I have your attention though, good, your disgusting survival instinct has kicked in. I must tell you eventually of some of the tortures I inflicted on ponies just because they thought they could survive." It chortles that disgusting laugh, the eyeless skull staring vacantly at her. "You can's risk not chancing it though can you, I thought as much. Also, just so you know, the torture for the next few days is going to be un-believable, since you appear to be healing, so I can break out my knifes now."
It pauses and stares at her for a long time "Your not going to like it much, but I daresay it's you only hope of survival, assuming your friends don't burst in through that door now." They both stare expectantly at the door. Turning it's attention back on her the creature take a few steps around her. "Before I do let's me tell you something about my mistress, to give you hope, I should add that it's also a clever psychological torture device."
Pulling a chair out it sits, and surrounded by hundreds of horrific torture devices it begins. "Let me tell you about the first thing Serene did when she figured out her powers. This was of course long before I had grown from a little tapeworm into the horrible undead monster I am now, but Olive Garden was her friend, so some memory's trickled to me." It's nasty laugh reverberates in the little torture chamber.
"Do you know what she did, with her new powers she marched from the castle to the local graveyard, and animated the entire graveyard, 2000 dead minions, most still rotting zombies." It hisses it's laughter "Lead them to the orchards she did, and when the farmers awoke the next day they found corpses harvesting their fields, making flour, and cider... one family though their uncle had come back to the farm, and before they could question it the kids were taking turns to ride on their uncles back." It wheezes out of breath, and takes a breath, air rushing through the worms exposed bones. "Oh dear the image still makes me laugh, though Olive was appalled. While Serene was sleeping she had taken watch to make sure the undead kept working."
It pauses "That is of course where it went wrong, the defining moment that ruined Serene. While she was sleeping the townsfolk murdered her pets, an easy task when they had been ordered to work ceaselessly. Olive couldn't stop them, one average earth pony mare against several hundred angry farmers? Not a chance, when it started she fled to her lovers side, followed by some smarter pony's that had connected the dots." The worm pauses, turning it's attention to Fluttershy, "That the ticket of course, hope you notice that, anyways, Serene awoke surrounded by angry farmers that had already seen her cutie mark, and were about to kill her lover, and well... my eyes still tear up with joy when I watch Olives memory's of Serene killing them." It cackles "But I am a being of horror so that is understandable, what you must understand, is that Serene has a weakness, like all other mortals." sliding and writhing it pauses an inch from her face.
"You can take advantage of this you know, of course I know you don't hold any feeling for my mistress, but... could you pretend for your freedom." It hisses disgustingly "Could you be that black-hearted and deceive someone into love? For she does indeed have quite a weakness for... cute little yellow flanks." It slides back into the skull "Trick her and freedom, do not and die, it really is up to you, though I know what you'll choose in the end... Nobody really has a choice, in a world of cutie marks, destiny rules us all."
It steps away from her, to a shelf and she watches as it picks up a few cruel looking knives "For what it's worth I am sorry, but I two am a creature bound by destiny, but if it's worth anything, as a gesture of friendship I'll fix any physical problems you have while I'm at it."
The flesh-less hoofs click on the hard stone floor as the worm-thing appochs her, each click echoing, though all she can think about is what Olive might have looked like when she was alive.