"Luna. Luna, are you paying attention to me?"

Luna snapped to attention, she had been lost in her imagination. She looked over to Celestia, was staring at her suspiciously, her eyes narrowed. The moon princess smiled cheesily and adjusted her position on her throne.

"Excuse me sister, could you repeat that?" She asked.

The sun queen sighed impatiently "Have you seen Seamus?"

"Why no, sister. Have you?"

"No. I asked you."

Luna strode down the hallway later on that night, the moon glistening like a drop of molten silver in the pitch black sky. She was going to her favorite hobby, her most amusing of pastimes. A guard passed her and gave the princess a look that resembled shock. He'd never seen the princess that happy. She was smiling and almost giggling with pure excitement. Luna gave a chuckle when she spotted her bedroom door. Impatient, she tore open the ornate threshold and ran into the suite, praying that a servant or some other nuisance wasn't busy in there cleaning or organizing one of her thousands of books. No such luck presented itself, the suite was completely vacant. Skipping over to the bed, she slammed the doors and retrieved a key form her bedside drawer.

The giddy princess waked over to her closet. Rooting through the mile-long wardrobe impatiently, she found an ornate keyhole at the back, golden and glistening in the half-light of her horn. The frantic princess shoved the key into the lock and gave a twist. The back of the wardrobe opened into a black, almost cavernous space that had no light, just a single candle that flickered pitifully against the tide of darkness. She looked to the hole in the cave floor and then to the candle. With a quick huff, she extinguished the flame. Without any further pause, the princess opened a trapdoor in the floor of the cave, revealing the maw of a deep, long forgotten chasm. She dropped down the pit, using her wings to slow her descent.

It took her five minutes of falling in the absolute darkness to reach the bottom. Luna brushed herself off, arranging her mane to be presentable, then proceeded further into her gauntlet. She unsealed a few hundred thousand curses she'd woven into the cave, smiling with the ease in which she walked through her obstacles. The next was a few thousand foot gap in the earth that led all the way to a fiery, magma induced death. She flew over the gap, pleased that nopony but an alicorn could have possibly made it this far into her private quarters. She landed on the cliff, trying desperately to contain her mounting excitement.

At long last, she reached her destination. A massive door, similar to the entrance to a bank vault, was the last thing preventing anypony from getting to her most prized of possessions. With another dull, unamused flick, she punched in the combination and opened the vault door. She was met with a wash of golden light, cast by thousands of candles, the scent of cinnamon and beautiful tea leaves greeting her. The princess waltzed into the warm, almost fantastically decorated suite. The walls were decorated with the most lavish and rich of old world rugs and charms, jeweled and painted gold. She had put a charm on the place that made the air recycle itself and there was a washroom and even running water. She had created this place to hold one thing, a young alicorn.

She proceeded to a bed that doubled as a cage, the top, bottom and sides were all barred with magic resistant diamond plates. She could see thought the plates to a young, starved alicorn. He was sleeping. Time to fix that. With a flash of magic, he collapsed into paroxysms of agony, screaming silently; she couldn't hear him through the walls. He arched his back and nearly swallowed his tongue, his wings jerking and flailing as the electricity shot through him. She laughed and pounded her hoof against the chamber floor, amused at his pain.

She cast another spell, abandoning her electric shock torture. Seamus collapsed and crawled over to the side of the cage, tears streaking down his face and feathers dropping off his unkempt, unwashed wings. She looked at him through the cage and grinned.

"Having fun, my little pony?" She chirped.

He looked at her, but said nothing.

"I said are you having fun?" She sent another jolt of pain through him, forcing him to sob and nod his head. "That's better."

She looked at him through the bars of the cage, thinking of what she could possibly do to break him. She had starved him, beaten him, shocked him, burned him, branded, shaved him twice, and finally plucked every pummel from his wings. He had recovered from every one and still he resisted her. If anything, she had to respect the fact that he had a will of iron. But it was time to end this. The princess shoved a sheathe over his horn and teleported him outside to her side. He was filthy, even though she had offered to let him bathe multiple times. He had refused every time.

She moved to a room off the main bedroom. It was a cavern again, the only light cast by two torches on the stone walls. She grabbed him and shoved him towards four chains, shackles bolted into the stone ceiling. The chains sprang to life and yanked him four feet into the air, nearly disjointing his legs. She twisted him upside down and looked through her many, many, many instruments of torture. There were razors, muzzles, there was a hoof remover, there were a few instruments designed to pull his teeth. She finally settled for a bone saw. She advanced towards him, giving her usual speech.

"All of this could stop if you just swore eternal obedience to me. I wouldn't have to torture you, we could even be friends."

He looked away from her, refusing to lay eyes on his captor.

"Well then. I guess that I'll have to do this. I'm going to remove your horn."

His eyes shrank to pinpricks at the thought. A unicorn's horn was full of thousands upon thousands of nerve endings, there was only one other place on a unicorn's body that sensitive. He struggled and kicked at his bonds, trying desperately to get his magic to work. She put a hoof on his cheek and smiled kindly.

"I don't want to do this. You can quit now and I can be your best of friends." She was getting closer to him, her breathe smelled of tangerines.

He turned away, just to have his mane snatched and his lips pressed to hers. He kicked and struggled, just to have her force his teeth apart, shoving her tongue into his mouth. He tried to hit her or bite her, but she held his mouth apart as she explored it. She let him go, a strand of spit still stubbornly connecting them and her cheeks flushed red.

"One last chance. It's your choice." He shook his head, a tear spilling out and running down his cheek. "Don't say I didn't offer you a way out."

She placed the saw to his horn and began her vile work….

Blood dripped down Seamus' face and lips as he dangled there in the dark cavern. His horn was now mounted on a pedestal in front of him, mocking him. Luna had left to wash up, he had bled out more than she had expected. He sobbed miserably. Had that even been worth it? Was there any point now? There was only one more logical step, and that… he didn't want to think about. His horn was the only thing separating him form total helplessness. He was a small pegasus now, he was of no use to the world. He was no more important then any other short, weak, unimportant pegasi. He stopped crying, pulling himself together. He had made his decision, he would swear obedience to Luna. It wasn't worth it anymore. She was going to break him eventually, whether now or later, it was better than having her destroy him. He sighed and laughed. He began to crack up, despite the situation, his rollicking mirth was so loud that it echoed off the stone walls and hit his eardrums like a thousand needles. It was done. Had that been so hard? To just give up? No. He was free of all responsibilities. He just needed to do what she said and he would be fine. How easy? He guffawed madly, his mind fractured and will gone He was going to kill himself tomorrow. Right after he gained her trust… a piece of glass or a mirror would do nicely.

Rainbow eyed the room, looking for where the princess kept Seamus. She knew he was here. She had watched the princess shut her door and lock it. The determined cyan pegasus looked about the chamber, wondering how the buck she could do this. Then she remembered that she was a vampire. The animal closed her eyes and took a deep inhale, devouring the scent of the princess. The mare followed the scent to the wardrobe…

Ten seconds later the mare impacted the bottom of the chasm, cracking the stone and sending an explosion through the entire cave. She felt magic in the air. The vampire strode through the curses like they were nothing more than annoying flies, flicking her ears in discomfort. She crossed the pit in the blink of and eye. The mare looked at the open vault door and smirked, her fangs glinting in the half-light. She strode into the room and then into the open door to the torture chamber.

"Hey kid."

Seamus' ears perked and he smiled at her. "You're a little late."

"Sorry… I got a little caught up in killing a certain other guy."

Seamus heart stopped. "You… killed… him…"

"I'm sorry, but I was forced to and besides, I made up for it."

"HOW! I loved him, you fuckin-"

"I killed Jakben kid."

Seamus switched from being upset to absolute mirth at those four words. He tilted his head up and crowed. "FUCK YEAH! DING DONG THAT BASTARD'S DEAD!"

"Kid! Keep it down! Luna may not be able to kill me, but that doesn't mean that she can't give me a run for my bits."

As she spoke she seized his chains and twisted them like they had no more substance then string cheese. As each one broke she began to smile from ear to ear. She had learned a few things before she'd killed that bastard, now she could used them all. She noticed a spell on the chain holding his head. She smirked and focused on a part of her she hadn't known existed, then she ripped through the spell and the chain like it was paper. Seamus dropped to the floor and massaged the chafing skin on his wrists. Rainbow looked around the chamber, trying to find a way out.

"Let's go kid, before she comes back."

"Wait!" Seamus protested, running over to the pedestal. He grabbed his horn and ran after the vampire, eager to be rid of the prison in the earth…

Rainbow tapped her hoof on the windowsill at Twilight's library. She was repairing Seamus' horn, Rainbow was busy being bored while the egghead herself-ever so slowly-magically welded the horn back onto his head. Twilight had asked a lot of questions, they had all been answered. There was only one thing to do now.

Twilight finished and grabbed a quill and feather. Taking a deep breathe, she wrote.…

'Dear Princess Celestia…'

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