//------------------------------// // Act 4 chapter 6 // Story: Diamonds are a girl's worst enemy // by Rarity Belle //------------------------------// While the screaming and ranting of the unicorn could be heard by all of the other cellmates, some of them were a lot more colorful than there was originally thought of them. All of Equestria’s most insane cases were locked up right inside of that very facility. Ponies with mutations or powers better left unspoken by any sane mind. Either way, they all were there because they had one little thing in common with each other. They were all classified as criminally insane or just completely insane.         Few of the ponies actually gave a hearing to the words that Rarity screamed. Most of them were more interested in the banging of her hooves against stone as they punched the walls for the last time, only to be followed by a near sobbing. Some of them looked to one another with a smirk, as if they knew exactly what they could and perhaps would be doing to the poor mare. If luck was standing on their side.         Though the mind of the ivory coated unicorn had finally snapped, it had finally broken among the walls of her cell. The beast would be replacing her. The Rarity that even the inmates once knew was gone. Only to be replaced with the most maddening form that the unicorn could have ever taken. Every single soul could have spoken of luck that she didn't had her magic to her. Otherwise there was no keeping control of her. Then again, she would have gotten out a long time ago.         Yet hidden among the darkness of one of the many unlit hallways could the clanking noise of an artificial leg be heard. Its echo pure as sunlight, thumping through it. It was a warning for all those in the asylum that the ruler and master of the place was somewhere near them. A pony who could be deemed just as insane as those who have been locked inside of it.         The sounds came all of the sudden to a silent hold The head slowly turned itself towards the noises made by Rarity herself. In a flash of lightning was the body of the doctor revealed for only a split second though the head remained in the shadows. What was seen though, was the white lab coat that was worn over the body as well as the amethyst leg. Only one pony in the land had such a prosthetic item attached to the body and the criminals shook their head as they returned deeper into their cells.         Upon the face of the boss grew a smirk that slowly turned itself into a deep laughter as the trotting continued. The body disappeared further and further into the madness until the words echoed back. “I like to see you try, doctor,” was spoken in a terrible teasing tone. One that would have made any inmate just wanted to choke the mare right where she stood. “I’d like to see you, try.”