//------------------------------// // ...To Floor Two // Story: Twilight Sparkle Goes To Hell // by Dr Atlas //------------------------------// “STAAAHHHHHOOOOPP PLEEEEAAAHHHAHAHAHSSS STOP!” “Sorry John, I can't hear ya over all this screamin’ and pleadin.’” The Devil gave another strong yank in the chains, causing another roar of screams from the stallion, the Devil laughed maniacally while Twilight stood staring at the scene in horror, the stallion was held in the air, and his limbs and neck were chained and connected to a series of other chains, and all of them led to the Devils hooves. “Come on John.” The Devil gave another pull. “This is something you should be use to, ain’t it?” Twilight slowly walked up to the Devil, her eyes unable to look away from the chained stallion. “W-why are-” “I know what you’re gonna say princess, but remember what I said,” He gave another pull, making more screams of pain. “he deserves this.” He ended in a low tone of voice. The stallion looked up at Twilight, his eyes were filled with tears and his limbs and neck were on the verge of tearing off from the chains pulling. “P-p-pp-le-ase, h-hel-” The Devil gave a quick tug. “QUIET!” The devil yelled. “Filthy mortal.” He mumbled under his breath. “Can’t you see he’s in pain?” Twilight yelled. She couldn’t understand any of this, why was the Devil doing this? The Devil turned to her and gave her the ‘are you serious’ face. “Twilight, let me explain this to you.” The Devil turned toward one of the imps standing guard. “Hey! You!” He held up the chain. “Go crazy.” The imp immediately lunged at the chain and started pulling. The Devil rolled his eyes and turned back to Twilight. “You see that guy right there.” He pointed at the pony crying in agony over the imp stretching his limbs and neck with the chains. It made Twilight cringe, and the devil smile. “That guy is here for a reason, and his punishment is very reasonable to.” Twilight looked back and forth at the poor tortured pony and the Devil. “But what did he do that was so wrong?” The Devil clopped his hooves together and another imp flew towards them with a file. “Thank you minion.” The Devil said with a smile. “No PrObLeM bOsS.” And with that he took off. The devil took out his reading glasses and opened the file. “Lets see here….tsh tsh tsh, ba da ba ba ba...Ah! Here it is. Let me just read you how he died. ‘At the time of twenty-three hundred hours on [date and year withheld], John Stone came home drunk to find his wife, [name withheld], waiting for him at the couch.’” The pony thrashed at his chains, causing Twilight and the Devil to look at him in surprise. “Stop! Just stop! Its bad enough to hear it again while I’m-” “Pull harder and faster imp.” The Devil said unemotionally, the imp nodded and followed his orders. The Devil turned back to Twilight while another cry of anguish was heard behind him. “Now lets see, where was I...Ah. ‘After an angry dispute, John took hold of a knife in kitchen, where he then stabbed [name withheld] several times in the chest. After coming to his senses and realizing his mistake, he slit his throat, hoping to escape from the terrible fate that was soon to come.’” The Devil chuckled. “Looks like that didn’t work, now did it John?” Another cry of pain answered his question. Twilight's ears were on the verge of going deaf at this point, the cries from this pony were becoming too much for her to handle. “B-but can't you see he’s suffering, how long has he been down here?” The Devil shrugged. “‘bout a couple years, maybe four.” Twilight was flabbergasted. “And he goes through this every day?” The Devil replaced his reading glasses with his sunglasses again. “Not every day, sometimes its not just chain pullin,’ sometimes he gets burned, or his throat get slit several times, or his entire body gets pecked by deviled birds, it all depends on the day and time.” Twilight continued looking at him in shock. “Do all ponies get treated like this!?” “Yes, but not by me, the others get taken care of by imps, I just deal with the special ones, and they're not ponies anymore. They're lost souls who have decided to do more harm than good with their lives,” He turned to John, who was now panting from the amount of pain. “just like this one, he decided that the only way to get out of a situation like that would be to off himself, did you even think of your boy John?” “He had a son?” Twilight asked, she was becoming curious as to why this pony was down here. The Devil turned around. “Yeah, the poor thing was only a few years old,” He turned to John again, with hate filled in his eyes. “Just be thankful that they found a better family to take care of him.” Twilight walked up to the tortured spirit, she couldn’t figure out what to say to him, she felt pity, but after what the Devil said, it was as if he actually...Deserved this. “No!” Twilight yelled. “I-It...he was drunk, it wasn’t his-” “It WAS his fault, I only read the end of this file princess,” The Devil held it up in the air. “If I read more, then you would be joining me in this chain pullin’ session.” Twilight stood back a bit, realizing the Devil had no sympathy for these souls “This thing never lies,” The Devil continued. “only the ponies that come here lie, and if it said he did a deed that was deemed hell-worthy,” The file went into flames, as did the Devils eyes. “Then it is hell-worthy.” John lifted his head. “I-I-I was just-” The Devil smacked him across the face, Twilight gasped and John only groaned. “You were just tryin’ to kill your wife John.” The devil yelled. “I-I was only-” “Unchain him!” The Devil yelled. Immediately the chains fell off and John fell to the floor. Twilight looked at him in utter horror, his entire body was to the bone, his ribs were poking out, as was the rest of his bones, and his limbs had marks that Twilight could only guess were from the stretching. The Devil grabbed him by the throat and took off his glasses, looking him straight in the eye “Listen here John,” The Devil said in a tone of voice that were filing both Twilight’s and John’s minds with fear. “I don’t care what you say or what you think, I don’t care how many times I have to tell you this, but maybe you will listen this time.” The Devil held him into the air. Twilight could see the pony was trying to struggle, but his limbs were making it impossible. “You are dead, you are in hell, you did something that made you come here, and it is ALL. YOUR. FAULT!” With that the Devil engulfed him in flames. John screamed in agony as his body was melted down to the floor. Twilight shielded it with her wing, not wanting to see any of what was happening, she just wanted all of it to end, to not see any of what this place does to those who have died, she just wanted to go home. “HAHAHA. Oh Faust! Did you minions see how long he yelled for?” Twilight lowered her wing to see the devil cackling in delight. “I swear, those mortals must have lungs of steel when they die or somethin’,” The Devil turned to Twilight. “and did you see the look on his face when I told him 'it was all your fault'," He said in a sarcastic manner. "I thought the guy was gonna lose it, and when the fire was startin' to surround him-” Twilight couldn't handle it anymore, she extended her wings and yelled. “Why are you acting like this?!” The Devil stepped back a bit. “Whoa, calm down princess, I was just-” “You were just torturing a stallion, and now you just killed him." She started to become infuriated with how this monster was acting. "Do you think that's funny?!” The devil laughed again and put his glasses back on. “Princess, how can I kill him when he's already dead, if you must know, I just sent him to the other souls to wonder around, and yeah, its pretty funny seeing mortals filled with pain and scream for their lives,” He shook his head and chuckled. “I’m surprised I was able to keep an angry face the entire time without laughing.” Twilight closed her wings and looked at the Devil with eyes filled with hate. “You are a sick pony, you know that.” “Actually, I'm the Devil, not a pony, but thank you for the compliment.” The Devil said with a smile. Twilight opened her mouth to make another comment, but an imp interrupted her. “SiR, tHeRe ArE sTiLl MoRe-” The Devil sighed and got out his to do list and waved a hoof in front of his minion. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know, I know. Can ya get a carriage ready for me and the princess to go take care of my pets?” “Pets?” Twilight anger was replaced with confusion. “You have pets?” The Devil lowered the list and smiled. “Of course, I got my lap dog cerberus, a boy who’s as loyal as can be, and a seven headed hydra, that cutie lives in my swimming pool.” The Devil started walking to the bone paved street, Twilight followed. “Why your swimming pool?” Twilight asked. “Well, where else am I supposed to put her, beside, I use my jacuzzi filled with dragons blood more than that watered down pool.” The Devil sat down at the sidewalk, waiting for the chariot to arrive. Twilight looked at him in disgust. “Dragons blood!?” “Well, the gorgons thought it was cool to fill it up with that kind of blood, I'd use goat blood but I realized that doesn't get into your pores that easily. Now will you stop asking and just wait until we get there.” Twilight rolled her eyes and sighed. "I just want to go home." She said to herself. you will Twilight's ears flickered a bit, she looked at the Devil. "What?" The Devil looked back. "What?" "What did you say?" "Me, I didn't say anything," He looked away. "it was probably just some screamin' soul in the distance, just ignore it and you'll be fine."