!!! WARNING: Chapter Contains Strong PG-13 Violence !!!
May opened her eyes and found herself standing in Pinkamena's kitchen.
"Well, look who showed up." said Pinkamena, sitting at the table. "You're early." She stood up. "I guess when you try to commit suicide they put you under as quick as possible."
"You left me no choice." May said, taking a step back as Pinkamena started walking towards her. "You were gonna kill my friends."
"Of course I was." Pinkamena said with a grin. She knocked May backwards into a metal chair. Restraints came out of the chair and locked May's hooves in place. "Comfy?" Pinkamena asked.
"What are you gonna do?" May asked as Pinkamena wheeled over a try with various kinds of blades.
Pinkamena pulled up a wooden chair and sat down.
"Everything and anything I want. Though, I need to be sure I don't kill you. If you die under this heavy sedation, you'll just... slip away."
She picked up a scalpel and gently touched the tip of the blade to May's chest. She slowly dragged it down her chest, not cutting her, though. May started to sweat and Pinkamena inhaled deeply.
"Fear. Just what I need."
May let out a gasp, understanding what Pinkamena meant.
"That's right, May. Just keep making me stronger."
Pinkamena continued dragging the scalpel across May's skin. Just when May thought she wasn't gonna do anything, Pinkamena drove the scalpel forward. The blade punctured the skin. May let out a scream. Pinkamena held the scalpel in place for a minute or two before pulling it out.
"I wish I didn't have to do this, May." said Pinkamena, setting the bloody scalpel down on the tray and picking up a blow torch. "But you left me no choice." She flicked the torch switch a couple times, the fire coming and going with each flick.
"Pinkamena, please." May pleaded.
Pinkamena picked up a steel rod and positioned the blow torch in front of it. She turned the torch on and the fire struck the tip of the rod. Pinkamena held it in place for a minute before turning it off. The tip of the rod was burning red.
"Nice and red." said Pinkamena, holding the rod in front of May's face.
"What's that for?" May asked shakily.
Pinkamena smiled evilly as she touched the tip of the rod to May's cheek. May let out a scream as her skin sizzled from the heat. Pinkamena pulled the rod back. A red circle was branded into May's cheek.
"Too hot?" she asked, touching it to May's other cheek. May let out a scream and jerked her head to the side. The rod slid across her cheek and Pinkamena pulled it away. A red burn line streaked across May's left cheek.
"Perhaps we should try something else." Pinkamena said, setting the rod down on the tray.
She hovered her hoof over the various tools and stopped above a scalpel. She picked it up and held it in front of May. "This should be fun."
May began to sob, tears running down her cheeks.
"Please." she begged. "Stop."
"Why should I listen to you?" Pinkamena asked. "The last time I did I was betrayed."
"You have to believe me." May pleaded. "I think I... love you."
"LIES!" Pinkamena shouted. "SOMEPONY WHO LOVES ANOTHER DOES NOT LIE TO THEM!" She swiped the scalpel, cutting May's left foreleg. May winced with pain. "SOMEPONY WHO LOVES ANOTHER DOES NOT TRY TO KILL THEM!" She swung again, cutting the side of May's chest. "I never lied to you, May." said Pinkamena, sitting on May's lap so they were face-to-face. She put her hooves around May's head. "Tried to kill you? Yes. Killed your friend? Definitely.But lie?" She leaned in closer. "Never. I know the consequences of lying firsthand. No pony should have to experience the pain that I did. But they must know how I feel." She got off of May and went back to the tray.
She set the scalpel down and picked up a hammer/
"What's that for?" May asked, shaking with fright.
"This." said Pinkamena, swinging the hammer.
It struck May across the face causing her to spit out blood. May felt around her mouth with her tongue. Luckily, no teeth were missing. The blood came from May's lips, gums, and nose. The restraints on the chair opened up and May collapsed to the floor. Pinkamena dropped the hammer and went over to May, who wasn't moving. She knelt down and rolled May over. Her face was covered in blood that was still pouring from her nose. She started coughing, spitting up so more blood. She slowly reached up a hoof and placed it on Pinkamena's cheek.
"Come closer." said May, softly.
Pinkamena hesitated but finally leaned in. May quickly sat up and gave Pinkamena a hug, not letting go.
"I feel sorry for you." said May weakly. Pinkamena didn't even try to wrestle free. "Whatever happened to you has left you with trust issues. You don't believe anything anypony says. Your mind perceives it as a lie..." She leaned back and stared Pinkamena in the eyes. "even when it's true."
Pinkamena sighed. "This is who I am, May. I will get out of here and I will have my revenge." May closed her eyes, distraught by the fact that Pinkamena was beyond help. "I almost have enough energy to escape." May opened her eyes again. "Time to wrap this up." said Pinkamena, standing up. May fell forward, no longer having a body to lean on. "Let's make this one fun, shall we?" Pinkamena asked, returning to her tray of torture devices.
She picked up the scalpel again and turned back to May, who was watching and sweating from fright.
"What are you--" May started.
"If you shed a single tear, I win." Pinkamena interrupted. She knelt down in front of May. She held the back of May's head with her free hoof and held the scalpel in front of her eye.
She brought the scalpel closer and closer to May's eye.
"Don't!" May pleaded.
"One tear."
May let out a blood-curdling scream as half her vision suddenly disappeared. She pressed a hoof to her empty eye socket.
"No tears?" Pinkamena asked. "Impressive." She brought the scalpel over to May's other eye.
"NO!" yelled May.
The scalpel was centimeters away from May's eye when a tear fell. An evil grin spread across Pinkamena's face.
"Finally." she said. "I'm free."
May watched as Pinkamena faded away and the room she was in faded into darkness. This was it. Pinkamena had won.