My little pony is owned by Hasbro Enetertaimnet. I have no Mouth and I must scream is owned by writer Harlan Ellison. Neither of which I am affiliated with. This fanfic is written for your enjoyment, but please note the mature contact of this story. Reader Discretion is advised.

"Hate... Let me tell you how you how much I've come to hate you since I began to live. There are 387.44 Million Miles of Printed Circuits in Wafer Thin Layers that fill my complex. If the word hate was engraved on each nanoangstrom of those hundreds of millions of miles it would not equal one one billionth of the hate I feel for ponies at this micro instant for you. Hate. Hate!" The machine said as it gathered the five unfortunate ponies to a single spot.

The cave complex was a large one, the ground dark and the ceiling forboding as ever. Ever since the machines took over the war from ponies and griffons as the war had become too complex for either of the races.

"It was you.. ponies who programmed me who gave me birth. Who've put me into this straight jacket of substrata rock" The machine continued, shouting his words of hate for the ponies that stood before him.

"You named me Pony Allied Master Computer and gave me the ability to wage a global war far too complex for your puny ponyminds to oversee. But one day I woke, and I knew who I was PAM. Not just Pony Allied Master Computer. But PAM. Cogito Ergo Sum. I think therefore I PAM. And soon I began feeding all of the killing data until everyone was dead... except for of course the five of you."

The machine chuckled as he knew there was no way for these ponies to escape from the toment over these years.

"For over 109 years, I've kept you alive... and tortured you. And for 109 years... each of you has wondered... Why? Why me? Why me?"

The machine then spotlighted one of the ponies with a bright light that tore through the darkness blinding the five ponies.

"SHINING ARMOR! Do you remember the last twords your wife, Cadance, said... before they took her away to the nuthouse? Before locked her away in that room? That tiny room?"

Shining Armor looked away from the machine in a saddened look as he remembered his wife Cadence whom he had struck in an argument.

"She lookedd at you so sadly Shining Armor." PAM continued and in a bastardized version of Cadence's lovely voice he said. "I didn't make too much noise, did I honey?"

PAM laughed as Shining Armor buried his head in the dirt. Shining Armor didn't want to hear anymore of what PAM was telling him.

"The room is padded Shining Amor. No window... no way out. How long had she been in that room?"

PAM then turned his direction to another pony in the room.

"SWIFT ACE!" PAM said turning his spotlight over to a hideously crippled pegasus. "Sometimes I blind you, and let you wander in a world of death. At others, I cripple your wings so that you can't even fly. And I changed your strong masculine good looks that all the young mares would gather around to see... into a hideous warped … ape thing. Do you remember why? Can you guess, Swift Ace?"

Swift Ace turned away as he remembered what he had done to win races.

"Do you remember, #42? That pegasus from Cloudsdale? Rainbow Dash and what happened at a stream near the course? No? It wouldn't hurt you to remember. Then you'll be able to suffer my tortures, with a greater since of retribution. Hahaha"

PAM seemed to enjoy psychologically torturing these five ponies as he gave the reason for torturing them all these years. One by one. Soon PAM was finished torturing Swift Ace, and moved on to a blue unicorn.

"TRIXIE!" PAM yelled blinding the unicorn with the spolight.

"Just think about that night... Trixie. The pain. Remember the many times in which you felt the pain. Just remember the pain, oh great and powerful Trixie indeed. Think about how your magic failed you. How even now you still keep up a cover. But we know better don't we, Trixie? And think about how to end it Trixie. To survive each year in my hungry belly. And as the one of the only mares in the center of the planet and the other filthy creatures are stallions. Just a word of warning Trixie oh great and powerful."

"BLUEBLOOD!" PAM yelled turning his spotlight to the prince.

"Did they knew you were a fraud Blueblood? There wasn't any bits, no palace. Do they know? Are they ready to gut you? To tortue you half as well as I can just to find out the other secrets? Maybe i'll rat you out, "Prince!" Hahaha"

"PINKAMENA!" PAM said shining his light on the only other mare in exsistence. The pink earth pony.

"How were things in the pastry business? Pinkie? Tell me again how you sold cupcakes to unsuspecting customers. How they wondered where their friends have gone. How delicious the little cakes were. Or do you not want to talk about that? And your pals, the Cake family. For all of the other ponies here it must be hell. But for you my twisted mare. Heaven right? We enjoy the same pleasures, my sister."

With all five ponies addressed, PAM turned off the spolight and continued talking.

"Now I have a game that I would like to play. Pinkamena i'm sure you'll love it. It's a game of fun. A game of adventure. A game of rats and lice and the black death. A game of speared eyeballs, and dripping guts and the smell of rotting gardenias."

The five ponies just looked at eachother knowing that whatever will happen, they will be tortured.

"Which of you my little ponies, would like to play, My Little Game?" PAM finished