The room filled with moderate light as though there were light bulbs everywhere, floor walls and ceiling.  It was an impressive spell.  The only area that was dark was Appleblooms corner and the mare herself; shaded by magic.

“From her perspective you’re blacked out too,” the mare had said while slowly turning in the room.  “You took a lot from me, and I have so much to thank you for.  You opened my mind and gave me more power than I knew what to do with.  Celestia gave me a gift, you’ll see later, Pinkie.”

Obviously saving time by talking to them both and wasting no time to ask or answer questions.  

Stopping to look at Pinkamena she illuminated her face.  Pinkamena was awestruck.  Twilight was obviously disturbed, never having recovered from the psychological torment she had received.  Her eyes were wide and slightly misaligned.  

Her mane was messy and her fur was missing patches as though it was rubbed off, her wings were not well kept and there was an odor on her that was obviously from not having washed in a very long time.  Shadowing her face she flew to the other mare, apparently showing her the same.  The torture began again.

Screams and moans of pain were evident in the secret darkness, the shadows crossing and  finally it looked like applejack had died again.  A faint purple glow again encompasses her friend and the dark mare flew at Pinkamena again full speed.  Preparing herself for another stab she braced herself, a gust of wind stopped the Alicorn inches from her face, her cold stinky breath attacking Pinkamenas nose.  

“I’m a good friend, right?  Applebloom said I was a bad pony and said bad things about me.  I punished her.  You’re my friend, right? Like the others?”

Her horn glowed and called several taxidermied ponies over to her.  “Look, the gang is all together again.”  Wide eyed Pinkamena looked, even she felt disturbed at what she saw.  Twilight had put the pieces of Fluttershy back together and patched her with several other ponies to fill any missing gaps.  Rainbow Dash had dark blue wings, Applejack, who was long dead was put together with patchwork from what looked to be a half dozen ponies.  Rarity was mostly intact, having her body sewn back together, but she was rotten from not being cleaned properly.

All their cutie marks were hand pained in blood and looking at Twilight she noticed that she had cutie marks too, but they were mismatched: One was white, the other yellow.  The yellow one had a red cross with a stethoscope, The white one had…

“Oh my, is that…  is that cutie mark, Princess Celestia’s?”  

“Yes, she visited me every day, then every week,  then she missed a week.  I used my magic to go see her in the castle and she was weak.  She was a bad friend to me and didn’t deserve her cutie marks.  So I took one.

Using her horn she summoned a filet knife and brought it to Pinkamenas cutie mark.  “Got your cutie mark.” She grinned as the blade stabbed far too deeply into Pinkamenas thigh, roughly cutting the meat in her leg to the bone.  Rounding and cutting at a sharp angle she sliced her leg open and removed a huge chunk of meat.

Quickly and roughly she tore the mark out. The pain was terrifying and it filled her whole body with pain.  She threw up, feeling dizzy and mumbling incoherently.  She was slapped and gained some sense back, looking up she saw the shadowed face and glowing horn.

“A good friend shares their goodies, right Pinkie?  Now I have your cutie mark and you have mine.”  

“My name is Pinkamena.  Pinkie Pie is dead.”

“You are a good friend, right?”  

“I’m your bestest friend EVER!” Pinkamena shouted with glee, ignoring the pain for a moment.

Grinning crookedly and trying unsuccessfully to align her eyes, she rolled the meaty cutie mark into a roll and flung it into Pinkamenas mouth.  This time Pinkamena didn’t giggle or chew or smile, she tried to shake it out.  She felt disgusted and horrified to have to eat her own flesh.  She began to panic for the first time.

She was supposed to die old and in a house made of the flesh from her playmates.  She wasn’t supposed to be caught and killed.  Gagging and starting to feel dizzy the spell was stopped and the meat fell to the floor.  Landing, Twilight walked to the table Pinkie knew all too well.  Knowing all the tools she knew what was to come.  Taking a butchers knife Twilight began hacking at Pinkamenas chest, cutting her poorly and deeply, slicing her belly open spilling her organs onto the floor.

Pinkamena couldn’t think, the pain was all encompassing, looking down she saw herself bleeding slowly and chuckled.

“3 minutes 37 seconds.”

“Days, maybe more.” Twilight said without looking up.  Inspecting her friends innards that were still pulsing.

“3 minutes 28 seconds.”

“Days, maybe more.”

“3 minutes 19 seconds.” Pinkamena stated, choking, sounded frustrated.

“Days, maybe more.”

“Stop that,” she growled. “ You don’t even know what I’m talking about!”  

Holding the old rusted dull butchers knife in her teeth Twilight looked up, her horn glowing and her eyes yellow.  The wound on her leg sealed and recovered, her cutie mark  missing.

“OOOOO, what a witch you’ve become!  We should play together and  you can make the games last for a long time!”  Taking the knife, Twilight slashed Pinkamenas throat then flew eye level and held Pinkamenas head, looking into her eyes as she faded into darkness.  “I’m a good friend, right?”

Pinkamena awoke to see the bloody mare in front of her again, she was fine again.  “I didn’t kill Princess Celestia, I’m a good friend.  All my friends are here!  See, there they are all lined up and watching us have fun.  Like friends, we’re playing a fun game you made.  Look at our friends, aren’t they happy to see us?

That’s right Applejack, Applebloom is having fun, too.”  She flew over to the taxidermied ponies and began having a conversation with them, whispering with them like it was a filly game of secrets.  Watching Pinkamena wondered if she looked as silly talking to her sisters.

“Yeah!  That’s a great idea Rarity!” Twilight said while taking off, flying to the torture table, grabbing two newer knives.  Raising her knives and she began cutting and peeling the flesh from Pinkamenas back, the blood curdling screams causing even Twilight to squint and for her concentration to wane, making the cuts even more deep and painful.  

Twisting her head she saw what was happening, the Purple mare was removing the pink mares tail.  Losing all rational thought Pinkamena tensed as her bones were chipped and cracked, screaming pain from inside her body as her tail was pulled out, she felt her bones popping from her spine and she froze, locked in pain, unable to breathe even.

Twilight stopped kicked the tail under the table in front of the paralyzed mare stabbing her with the knives in her lumbar then casting the healing spell.  Her flesh healing around the knives.  “We’re good friends!  I like your friendship.  It’s like magic to me, I feel so much more power with you here.”  Twilight ripped the blades from pinkies body, tearing flesh, cutting muscle and chipping her bones.

“I’ll be back soon.” She whispered as she clopped to the other side of the room.  Feeling cold blood run down her back legs, she could only think of the pain at the moment.  ‘This is not as much fun on this end,’ she thought as she gained her senses back.  

Looking down, seeing her tail she laughed, “It’s so cute, I hope I can strangle her with it.”

The decorations were all gone now except some bones, laying randomly on the floor.  The room looked so bare.  Pinkamena couldn’t wait to redecorate it, starting with a purple drape and Alicorn wings as a centerpiece on a table made of her bones.  Her skull would be a vase for a beautiful set of wild flowers.  

“Time for us to plaaaaaay.,”  Twilight sang as she approached Pinkamena joyfully and smiled a crooked smile, showing her chipped and rotting teeth for the first time.  “I won’t eat another pony, only food from the land.  We, all in the city, only eat what we grow.  See, it’s not safe to eat the food of others, you never know what’s in it.  You know, could be mom or dad; could be your best friend.  But I trust you; we’re friends, you’ll eat my food, right?”

Smiling weakly, feeling the pain in her back, she was feeling hungry and instinctively nodded.  Gleefully Twilight hopped up and down, casting a spell and moving the pile of corpses revealing a hole in the ground, covered and supported by various bones from the corpses.  Raising the skulls and bones revealed a small garden.

“See? I grow the food with my friends and I eat it, now you can eat with me!”  She sent a piece of something flying at Pinkamenas open mouth; it tasted of dirt and was slimy.  She gagged and tried to spit it out, but she couldn’t open her mouth. “Swallow it up!  Yum yum yum.”  She punched Pinkamena in the stomach, “SWALLOW.” She Screamed, repeatedly punching her in the abdomen.

Pinkamena screamed in pain; blood, dirt and slime leaked down her throat.  Pinkamena was not enjoying this, and began to feel sympathy for her former playmates.  Swallowing the odd ball of slime pinki felt disgusted and started to throw up, her mouth still magically sealed the mess flew out of her nose, spraying several feet ahead of her.  

Casting another healing spell the purple mare healed the wounds in her back again.  

“I love knowing how to heal.  When I took princess Celestia’s cutie mark she tried to hurt me.  I learned it.  I healed us both and got away.  Now I use it on my friends all the time.  That’s how they stay alive from what you did!”  Turning to Rarity she cast the healing spell; Her friend twitched, her mouth started moving but no words came out.  

Her hide was dry and stiff, she looked like she was alive briefly, then stopped moving again.  

“See, I’m a good friend.”

Horrified for the first time, Pinkamina stared at Rarity, ‘did she really move?  What was happening?  What madness is this?  How can she be so powerful?’