"So, tell me," Speedy as the bruised and bloodied mare in the metal chair as he sifted through a selection of tool, "In what universe is it okay for a doctor... someone who has sworn to do no harm... to go about mutilating children. Even on orders from the country's ruler, that's breaking all kinds of morality."

The nurse coughed and spat up a tooth. "Yeah. It takes a special kind kind all right."

A quick clonk to the side of the head with a monkey wrench loosened a few more for her. She didn't scream. Only grunted as if she barely acknowledged the pain. "You could of at least applied a real anesthetic. That watered down shit was next to useless."

"Their lucky they got any at all."

THOCK. An upwards blow to jaw was rewarded with a whimper. Not too hard though, she needed to speak.

"If I hadn't pleaded for what they gave me, most of those colts would have gone into shock."

CRACK. Right on the shoulder.

"Are you trying to sound virtuous now?" he demanded as he tossed the tool aside and retrieved a cricket bat. "You think I'm gonna feel sorry for you just because you have a conciseness the size of an apple seed? You willingly mutilated two mares and a filly without any anesthetic, then crushed the spermatic cords of a full grown stallion so that he would know what it was like when you did the same to his son."

THIC. SNAP. SWIT. She wouldn't be needing that leg.

"Sp-Speedy Silverstreak," the mare said in a low voice as she looked at his face through her swollen eyes. Why are you doing this?"

"Because you're an evil conniving bitch who treated a bunch of children like animals," he shouted back.

She shook her head. "No not this. Why do you hate castration? It's been done for thousands of years. What's so wrong about it now all of a sudden?"

POW. Her shoulder again.

"That's none of your business," he said, throwing aside the bat. Was nothing effective against this mare? "Are you so void of conceive that thousands of years of history mean more to you than the lives of your fellow ponies?"

"I care for none more than my own family," the nurse said. "If i had refused... Celestia would have had my entire family mutilated, sent to work in mines, or in her palace. I did what I had to to save them. And I have. I know you won't hurt innocent ponies, Speedy. That's not your style."

He banged the table in frustration. It was then that one of his subordinates walked in.

"Speedy," she stated, throwing a quick salute. Were they doing that now? "We've intercepted a message from Princess Celestia, she will meet you at the minutemare's railroad. Wherever that is."

"Thank you," I said, dismissing her. "Gonna have to call Dez and Cadance. But first..."

I turned to look at the nurse. "What to do with you."

Author's Notes:

Your move Speedy.