//------------------------------// // Void Zone - Red Light District // Story: Travesty in Four Chapter // by Winter Silvermane //------------------------------// ~ Void Zone - Red Light District ~ "... I finally met Whisper's family. They were shockingly.... nice and normal. Her youngest sister didn't even remembered her. It was so sad I almost cried. It was completely different how she described her tribe to me. She told me they were savages, who only wanted to pillage, and kill. They were the most peaceful ponies I encountered in the Badlands so far. It is so romantic, how they wander around in the endless wilderness. I wish I could go with them, but The Grand Expedition must go on. I found a few very interesting cultural difference. It was so fascinating to talk about how they viewed their cutie marks. When a pony gets his or her cutie mark the elder -who is the spiritual leader of the tribe- will tell them a prophecy about their role in the tribe. At this point Whisper destroyed the table in anger, and left the hut. I wonder why she holds so much resentment for them. Maybe the prophecy about her was something, that pushed her towards The Phoenix Covenant. Why do I have a feeling, that this story won't have a happy ending?..." Rosemary - The Grand Expedition: A journey around the world Ponies around the world tend to forget, that there are regions in Equestria where the magic of friendship will only earn you a knife in the back. Next to Ponyville there is a city called the Void Zone. This is the home place of the underworld, and every shady deal that exists. It was the result of a background deal between Princess Celestia and the underworld. They would only operate inside the Void Zone, then they will be left alone. Most of the time. So thus in this city everything can happen, and will happen. High walls around the city guarantees, that no prying eyes will disturb the delicate balance. They only way to enter or exit the city is through the checkpoint at the main gate. The Void Zone was distributed into three districts, and an outpost, that was placed outside of the walls, because when the garrison was inside, let's just say the guards had nightly 'accidents'. The distribution main purpose is to make a relative peaceful relationship between the different factions of the underworld. The Merchant District is led by a pony named Mr. Nine. Nopony knows who is he, or how he looks like (except a selected few), or even what is his real name. He got his alias because he have agents in nine different region of the world. He always makes deals through his agents. He is the most successful smuggler currently. The Society of Freedom consists many group that deviate from the 'normal' way. Whether to be a scientist with unethical experiments, or a simple follower of the Dark Arts. You will find a safe haven in this district. Currently the Society of Freedom is represented by the biggest group called Alliance of Darkness. They are the followers of the Dark Arts, that was created by Magnus Shadowkeeper who was the rival of Star Swirl The Bearded. The famous Red Light District is under the caring touch of Madame Coral Rift. Her aquamarine coat, with warm orange eyes sure makes her look exotic. She always wears her magenta mane in a noble like fashion. There is a saying in the Red Light District. Never double-cross the Madame, or she will ruin your life forever. This district acts as a neutral ground, so outsiders could interact with the Black Market. The outpost is the home of the civil service, and the guard garrison. The garrison leader is Sergeant Pepper Spray. A very young and hotheaded guard pony, who was stuck into this position. His attachment to mares, alcoholic beverages, and gambling made him the perfect candidate. A very brave young filly walked on the streets of the Void Zone. She was in a hurry, when she bumped into someone. " Ah, young lady. May I request your help? It seems my cat has been lost again. " The filly just rolled her eyes. The pony she ran into looked like a very cliche like evil genius scientist. Lab coat? Check! Wild tangled mane? Check! A box as a cutie mark? Che.. wait a minute? A box? " Dr. Schrödinger, I haven't seen your cat today. Have you tried asking the Madame, or your wife? " She was annoyed by the fact, that no matter how many times she came into the city, somehow the good old doctor always bothers her with something. " Ah, yes. Annemarie. She is howling at the Blood Moon at the moment, so I would rather not confront her with this matter. I'm afraid at the moment I'm not allowed in that fine establishment, where you work. It is a shame; I don't know what its cause was. " He suddenly had a dreamy face. Probably because he was dreaming about what he would do to the girls, that work there. " Doctor. You electrocuted a girl during your *ahem* quality time with her. It is a miracle it didn't cause any serious injury. " Travesty was getting very irritated. " You just can't apprehend the scientific value of this act! Hmph! " The doctor just turned around, as if he was the one, whose honor have been damaged. It looked very childish. " Whatever you say. " She just rolled her eyes at his antics. " Have a good evening Dr. Schrödinger!" " Good evening to you Travesty!" As she left the doctor was looking at her. " What a fine young lady. If only I were 20 years younger. Oh, to be young again. Hmm, maybe I should just invent a youth serum." His musing was interrupted by a very loud shrieking sound. " Schrödinger! " He gulped at the sound of his enraged wife, who ran towards him emitting a dark aura that promised a very painful beating. " Dear Celestia! Save your faithful follower! " The sound of a painful cries filled the night. Another typical evening in the Void Zone. Travesty entered into a large building made out of brick. As soon as she entered her nostrils were filled with the smell of booze, sex, and cheap perfume. She resisted the urge to gag for the thousandth time. She quickly walked to the receptionist to check in, when the Madame arrived. " My dear Travesty. How are you feeling today? " The mare was gently swaying her hips as she walked. She wore a purple dress, that hugged her curves very tightly. Leaving almost nothing to imagination. Every male in the vicinity started drooling by looking at the mare. If there was a mare who was in every stallions fantasy, that would be her. Only the richest could afford her entertaining personality. " I.. can we talk? Alone? " Travesty never really trusted anypony else, then herself, but somehow -apart from Fluttershy - Madame Coral Rift could ease her pain, that is festering her soul. " Come my little pony. Let us talk, where our voice is muffled by the sound of flesh on flesh. " They walked into a dimly lit corridor. It was the backstage area, where all the girls prepared themselves. Moans came from the rooms on the left side. While the mare just smiled at this. Travesty shuddered. " So tell me.. what is it, that is bothering you? " Coral Rift was genuinely interested. Travesty wasn't the one who came seeking her advice. " It seems I have magical powers at my disposal. So much, that I'm officially the second most magical unicorn. " The Madame eyes widened by this fact. Gears working in her brain at a hundred percent. She quickly pulled Travesty closer. " Are you sure? Is it confirmed? " She whispered to her, while gently brushing her mane. " Yes. Twilight Sparkle confirmed herself. " She quickly found herself in the embrace of the mare. She was hugging the hell out of her. " Oh so wonderful. Imagine what could you... " Her speech was interrupted by a yelp of pain. The Madame scrunched her nose, as she was remembering which client was the cause of it. She quickly turned to one of the fillies who occupied the staging area. " Little One tell mister Filthy Rich, that he is not allowed to harm any of the girls. This is the final warming. If he seeks the pleasures of pain, he must pay for it, as everypony else. " In a rare emotional slip the Madame stomped with her hooves, and every girl knew she was mad. A young filly just bowed at the order, then went into the room. After a few minutes the stallion emerged from the room. " Madame it was a misunderstanding. I just.. " The mare stomped again. " Silence you whelp! Is this the way you address your mistress? " The stallion bowed in fear, then started kissing her hooves. " I humbly apologies for my outburst M'lady. " The Madame snorted. " We will speak about this in my office. I think I have to practice my whipping skills. " Filthy Rich was quite furious, but an icy glare quickly shut him up. He hanged his head down, and head to her office. " I'm so sorry Travesty, that our little chat has been disturbed, but as a Madame I have matters to attend to. Do not worry, we will speak about this soon. " She gave her a small kiss on her forehead. " Little One go to Bunny Hop and take my leather whip back from her, and bring it to my office. " Travesty walked into her own room. It wasn't really a 'room' it was more a like a laboratory and a medical room combined. At the backside of the room there were boxes filled with various alchemical supplies. She sat down at her table, and looked at the requests that came from the various mares, who worked here. Who in Tartarus would ever need a body oil, that tastes like whipped cream? Whipped cream? Of all the things? Ugh.. whatever. Denied. She just shook her head in disbelief. The night was long, and Travesty felt like she was already at the gates of the Dreamscape, when a light knock on the door awakened her. Travesty carefully studied the mare at the door. She had a taffy pink coat, with a really long cyan colored mane. She had a very unique yellow eyes. Her iris had a darker yellow ring, while the inside was just simple yellow. " Oh.. you look busy. I-I.. should come back later. " The mare quickly tried to retreat. " Wait! " Travesty hated the shy ones. How could she be shy, if she does this for a living? " How can I help you? " Travesty though already knew why she was here. She was the one who 'entertained' Filthy Rich, but the rules dictates, that what happens in the rooms, stays in the rooms. " I.. well.. maybe it was a bad idea. " It looks like the mare was ashamed of what occurred. " Come on now. Don't be shy. There is nothing you need to be afraid of. I'm here to help you. " She was repeating the same lines over and over again for everypony. She didn't like this side of her job. Why can't they get over it themselves? Why do I have to be the one, who comforts them? The shy mare slowly entered the room. Looking around as if she was expecting something to hurt her. She quickly latched onto Travesty to hug her with all her might. " I was never this afraid before in my life. He.. hit me so many times. It hurts. Help me.. please? " She had big puppy eyes, while saying this. Something in Travesty awakened by this. Help her. " Everything will be fine. " She gave her a reassuring smile. " Where did he hurt you? " " There. " It was enough for her to become shy again. She snuggled into Travesty's mane. Hiding her face in it. " I see. " She gently patted her on the back. " I'm going to ask you to be strong? Okay? Can you do this for me? " Her only answer was a weak nod. " I want you to go to the table, and put your front hooves up on the table. It's easy. You can do it. " The filly didn't know where this sudden.. empathy came. This time she didn't feel like, that this task was forced upon her, and had to act like she care. She genuinely wanted to help her. " Okay... " Travesty could have sworn, that the mare in front of her was Fluttershy's twin sister. After she did what the filly ordered, Travesty searched the medicine cabins for the right ointment for this kind of injury. She went behind her with a green cream in her hoof. " I know this will be awkward, but I have to ask you to lift your tail up. " As she had guessed her answer was a quiet *meep*. She must a relative of Fluttershy. I have no doubt about it. She looked at the mare thoughtfully. Nah. Fluttershy would die of embarrassment before doing this kind of work. She would get a heart attack just by thinking of it. " Look. Do you trust me? " Travesty said with a sigh. " Maybe? " A deadpan look from the amethyst filly was enough for her to cover herself with her mane. " Y-yes? " " I want to help you. You can understand that, right? " A slight nod was enough for her to continue. " Then you will understand why I have to do this.... LIFT YOUR TAIL UP RIGHT NOW! " The mare obediently did what was asked from her. Travesty's eyebrow quickly rose. She was surprised, that this worked. Is she.... submissive? But she is so fragile and shy. A gentle slap would destroy her completely. Without further delay she applied the cream to her backside. " See? I already finished. " " Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! " Travesty found herself in a very powerful hug. The mare was literally choking her to death with a hug. " If you ever need help, just call me. I will help you! I promise! " " Alright, alright! Just don't kill me with your hug. " She had the decency to blush at this, then quickly let Travesty go. After a few awkward emotional moments - awkward to Travesty - she bid her farewell, then left our poor abused filly alone. ' Traaaavestyyyy~? " Coral Rift said in a sing-song voice. " Are you in? " Without waiting for an answer, the Madame entered her room. Her dress was gone, and now she was wearing a latex suit. Travesty eyed her warily. She rubbed her eyes a few times as she was thinking, that she must be hallucinating. " You had a client? " It was not an everyday occurring to see her during work. " Ah..yes. It was a long time ago since I had one. I had to use my charms, but oh my girl I have to tell you, it was worth the wait. This old lady still knows a few tricks. " She laughed lightly. " You are not that old. " Travesty said as a matter of fact. " If I did not know you better, I might think you might try to flirt with me. " Before the unicorn filly could protest, she gently booped her nose. " Do not worry, you are family. I would never do such a thing to you. Of course if you pay for it, then it is another matter. " " Can I ask you something? " If the Madame was surprised by this she didn't show. Travesty wasn't a pony who just goes around and asks things. She may have inherited her mother's curiosity, but she does everything alone. It looks like the previous encounter with the shy mare was still echoing in her mind. It opened up old wounds inside her soul. " Of course my dear. Ask away. " Even though her voice was carefree and playful, her eyes were focused on the filly. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she will find out. One way or another. " Why do you allow this filthy animal to be even here? How many girls have to be broken to satisfy his hunger? Have you seen what he did to her? " Her normally calm self was gone. Her aura changed completely. It radiated power. " Money. It is that simple. He pays as much as three costumer. " The Madame simply shook her head, then with a heavy sigh she said. " I.. no.. we cannot afford to chase away our clients. " " This isn't fair. Why do we have to suffer? Why did we deserve this? " " I have asked myself this question so many times, that I don't even know where to start. When I first joined I was like you. Always angry, but I had to 'entertain' my clients. No matter what they wanted. We were abused constantly, and the Madame didn't do anything at all. She was just sitting on the money, while we barely could eat. I did the only thing I could... " She looked away as she remembered her past. " I took a knife and stabbed into her throat. I took out all of my anger on her. It did not satisfy my hunger for revenge. I wanted to kill everypony who wronged me, but then the girls came. Without a Madame they would have surely died, or worse. So I took the title, then made the rules, that is why we are relatively safe from harm. As you can see stallions, and mares alike tend to be overly excited, and hurt my girls one way or another. Your case is special, because you don't entertain the clients. You are here to help the girls, while making deals on the black market. You have to understand that in this line of work nothing is sacred. " " That's it? Just bow to the whim of these.. animals. " She spat out the word. " I would rather die. " Travesty didn't know where this sudden fire came. It was intoxicating. She could feel power course through her body. " Travesty, maybe you should go home. You look very tired. " The Madame now knew there was something wrong with her. Travesty was shaking. The power inside her was ever growing. Her anger fueled it. " Yeah... " She nodded weakly. Who do you think she is to tell me what to do? Nopony tells me what to do! Nopony! Why can't this bitch leave me alone? No...no..nononono! What am I talking? This feeling overwhelms me! I have to calm down! She did the only thing that could calm her down. She walked next to her table, then banged her head against it really hard. As the pain washed over her body the strange sensation was gone. " Travesty! What are you doing? " She knew that the filly had suicidal tendencies, but seeing it with her own eyes was a different experience. " I should go home. I had a long day, and I'm really tired. " She put a fake smile on her face. " Very well. If you ever need to talk to somepony. You know my office is always open. " The mare grabbed the filly, then gave her a motherly hug before leaving. She glanced back at her for a moment, then she left. " *Yawn* I'm sooo exhausted. " She put the remaining alchemical equipment back where it belongs. " Boo! " She was so frightened by the sudden noise, that she hid under the table. " You are the voice before! Show yourself! " She tried to gather all of her courage, to battle against this unknown enemy. " Ahahahaha! That was fun! We should talk more. I like your funny reactions. But enough chit-chat I have something important to ask. " The female voice gave a long pause just for the dramatic effect. " Tell me, why are you weak? You have everything to be great, yet your self pity holds you back. Pathetic. " She could almost feel as if this unknown pony spit on her. " Oh yeah? What do you know? You are just a voice inside my head. " She mentally patted herself on the back on the behalf of this 'great comeback'. " I know you more than yourself. " The voice said cryptically. " Leave me alone! I don't want to hear your voice again. Please.. just leave me be. " She was trying hard to hold hear tears back. Somehow this sinister voice always made her crying. " Do not worry. I do not seek to torment you. I only want to help you. We will speak again. Soon. " The voice left, and now Travesty felt truly alone. Curling into a ball on the floor. She started crying. After emotionally collecting herself. She packed her things, then left the safety of the brothel. She walked in the shadows as always. Knowing this place is unforgiving for young ponies like herself at night. Suddenly she heard crying and screaming. No.. this is not my problem. Just go home Travesty, don't you dare investigating. She was about to move on, when her curiosity got the better of her. Oh for the love of... I hate myself. She went to investigate it. When she looked around the corner she saw, when Filthy Rich hit the mare who were with him a few hours earlier. " You stupid bitch! Why did you have to yell? Do you know how much you cost me? This time your pathetic Madame won't disturb us. " Travesty froze. She wanted to look away. To not care, but the mare resembled Fluttershy so much, that she couldn't leave her alone. Filthy Rich hit repetitively the mare on the ground, then started to walk around her. The amethyst filly was horrified of what will happen if no one will help the abused mare. " You can help her. You have to help her! " This time the voice didn't annoy her. " How? I'm just a little filly, there is no way I can overpower him. " She felt so powerless and weak. " You are wrong. You are far stronger than anypony could imagine. Give into your hearts desire. Show them how weak and pathetic they are. Let me take control. " Travesty didn't hesitate. She let the flow overtake her. Magic coursing through her veins. She was a predator, who found her prey. Filthy Rich couldn't even look up when the hit came. A powerful beam blasted him away from the sobbing mare. Travesty jumped on him with a bottle in her grasp, then hit his head with it. Shattering the bottle in the process. The urge to kill. The urge to destroy overcame her. She grabbed the biggest chunk of the shattered bottle, and without hesitation she stabbed him in the eye. He was screaming in pain, but no help came to save him. Travesty stabbed him again, and again and again. She didn't aim, she just stabbed him in the throat, stomach, side, everywhere she could hit him. Even a big roll of cheese would be jealous of how many holes did he have, when the filly finally finished. There was blood everywhere. Travesty was breathing heavily. She didn't know what happened to her. She felt the hot blood on her coat. She knew she just murdered a pony, yet she didn't feel guilty. Quite the opposite. She felt renewed. She felt alive. She felt it was the right thing to do. As the power slowly left her. As the flow retreated back to it's course. She just vomited into one of the garbage can. " Thank you! Thank you! He was about to... he would have... " The frightened mare just hugged the filly. For her it didn't matter, that she was covered in blood. " I.. just killed him. I didn't want to kill him, just to scare him away. I'm a murderer. What will happen now? I... I... " This day was so emotionally devastating for her, that she just simply fainted. " Travesty! "