It was total darkness in…wherever she was. Her eyes adjusted somewhat to it but as far as she knew she was in a hole. She tried to déplacer but she realized her entire lower body was encased inside of something. It was so snug until the point that she couldn't even feel her lower body.
"H-hello!? Rarity!? Scootaloo!?" Sweetie Belle screamed out but couldn't make anything out in the vacant abyss. She let out little whimpers as another voice rang from her side.
"S-sweetie Belle, I'm right here!" The voice of Scootaloo rang out as she could be heard struggling against her lower bonds as well.
"Where are we!?" pomme Bloom was heard screaming out and sobbing, totally in a desperate motion as suddenly a flash of light blasts in front of all of them. It was noticed as a small television. On it though was a picture of a poney head, white make-up plastered completely over it along with two crimson red swirls on its cheek. It had a sinister side smile on its face and turned slowly and mechanically to the screen, facing the Crusaders.
"Hello Cutie Mark Crusaders, I wanna' play a game…" The poney head spoke as pomme Bloom couldn't stop her quiet little sobs from leaking out. "For a long time now toi each have been just DYING to find that one talent that would complete toi and earn toi your cutie marks. The irony is that your talents have been in front of toi this whole time. Trying to find meaning in your lives while at the same time, wasting it all away." The voice talked in a low and raspy tone.
The whole time they stared at the screen, the words stinging them all in the heart.
"Shut up and get me out of here!" Scootaloo yelled in her restraints, reaching out to the télévision like she wanted to rip it apart.
Suddenly the lights flash on as they could all see their lower body parts now, metal rings all around their lower abdomen and flank. Chains connected all of their rings together to a contraption above that held a single key par a string.
"Wh-what the…?!" Sweetie Belle pulled but the chains and gears just rattled. Tears flooded from her eyes now. "I-I want to go home!"
"The situation toi are in is one of friendship, and one of sacrifice. When your game starts the timer will count down from sixty seconds. One of toi has to reach for the key above, but after the first two locks are off, the mechanism will de-activate and immediately rip away the part of your body that has haunted you…live ou die, make your choice."
The télévision shuts off as the timer on the mur counts down from 60…59…58…57.
pomme Bloom bursts out into tears as the timer counts down and suddenly tiny hooks clamp down around them into their flank skin.
All three of the fillies yelp in pain as Scootaloo fights through it and struggles to reach up for the key. Blood trickles down her flank as she reaches her hoof up.
"Sc-sc-scootaloo!" Sweetie Belle yells seeing her reaching up for the key but she pulls back as a piece of her skin tears, sending a jolt of pain through her body, tiny streams of blood dripping down around her as the timer reaches 46.
"P-pl-pleeeease, I'm so sorry if I did something!" pomme Bloom screams out as Sweetie Belle reaches up quickly but retracts feeling the hooks in her flank dig in.
"I c-can do it guys!" Scootaloo reached up a seconde time, her tears almost blurring her vision as she reache dup crying at the same time. The tip of her hoof reaching as her skin tears. The timer hitting 23…22….21….20….19.
"I-It's almost there!" pomme Bloom yells, her legs kicking from the sting of her tears falling into her wound below.
Scootaloo hits the key as it swings and the timer hits 10 seconds. She snatches the key off the string as the hooks rip down her leg. She comes back down as she drops the key but sweetie belle manages to catch it. She looks at herself and the others as pomme Bloom is in a fit of tears. Belle puts the key in her lock as pomme Bloom falls out of her restraints. 7 secondes left as she puts the key in Scootaloo's lock now releasing her as well.
"S-sweetie Belle!? Wait your lock won't work though!" Scootaloo says falling back down and tries to put the key in Sweetie Belle's but the lock closed up. "Come on! Work!" Scootaloo pleads with blood blanketing her flank.
Sweetie cloche, bell sniffles looking at Scootaloo. "I-I'll Miss toi guys." She says as the timer hits zero. The metal rings and hooks around her flank tighten, pushing a painful screech from Sweetie Belle's mouth as the gears turn and the rings déplacer in a circle, twisting her lower half in a full 360 degree turn. Her spin popping and cracking as It pushes through her skin and she dies with her eyes rolling up and mouth pouring from her abdomen.
Scootaloo and pomme Bloom both hugging and crying into each other as Sweetie Belle lays in her restraints lifeless.
….Game On.
