A/N: Warning! This chapter contains major sexual content... like rape. Oh you guys don't care, you love this shit you animals!
"A spy, like a writer, lives outside the mainstream population. He steals his experience through bribes and reconstructs it."
—John Le Carre
Evil Lurks
A.
Time: 5:00 PM
Location: Cloudsdale, A.'s Estate
"I think you're finally ready." The sly griffon cooed while slithering a tail around his trainee's hooves.
His underling shook with anticipation, no doubt having long awaited the confirmation. Fear still lingered in the back of her mind. Fear that she would fail her master, fear that she would fail her clan, fear that she would fail herself. Clouded now only by the mists of ignorance and misplaced kinsman-ship.
"Well trained. Well prepared. Well able… well endowed." A. praised as he grasped his apprentice's flank from behind. "What would you do for me?" The hybrid asked rhetorically.
"I am your tool," She began vigorously. "I would do whatever you please, my lord." She whimpered as the monster thrust a talon into her pussy. "Oh…" The stinging sensation from between her legs sent a wave of dreadful agony throughout her body. Every tortured nerve screamed in unison, drowned out by her literal excruciating wails. At least the tribulation would end soon. Hurt was augmented by the mind—and her brain was already accustomed to this process. Even so, she wasn't sure now was an appropriate time for this. A frivolous thought, however, for if the boss willed it, than it would be done.
"Hey!" An amaranth pegasus stallion with a crude carmine mane projected from the right side of the circle. Black highlights tinged his short, coltish mane. "You can't do that too a filly! What the hay is wrong with you!" He cried.
Twisted Soul intervened instantly. "This heresy… just what do you think you're entitled too, rookie. Questioning master's authority? Of all the ungrateful—"
"All I want is a straight answer." The newbie rudely interrupted his senior.
"Why you…" The dark violet unicorn was put too ease with a flick of A.'s tail.
"So," A. began. "You want an explanation?" He momentarily released his hold on the abused filly. "Give me your name son."
"Heart Breaker, I came here for—"
"Heart breaker, that's what your mother named you? Oh… isn't that poetic! Now listen here son, I'm gonna show you how we do things around here." A. seized a fine, velvet chair and placed it in front of Heart Breaker.
"Have a seat. Hey Sparky, get your fine ass over here!"
The powder blue unicorn Azure Spark, better known as Sparky, approached the duo carelessly. Her short brown mane bore brilliant blonde bangs, bouncing with every step. She stopped a foot away from the pegasus on the expensive furniture.
Smiling, A. flung his claws on the arms of the chair. "Can you please… please him for me? He needs to relax a bit."
"Please me? What's that supposed mean?" Heart Breaker queried, flustered. The pleased stallion struggled keeping his wings from going erect.
Azure spark rolled her eyes as if saying "let's get this over with," before bending at waist level. Perplexed though the pegasus used to be, the spoils of the gang far outweighed the consequences. At least, that's what they were told. Sparky opened her mouth.
Griffon breath ruffled his ear. "Now ain't that the shit?"
"Oh buck yeah… but I… I don't wanna…"
"What a gentlecolt! Hear that Sparky, he doesn't wanna come? Incomprehensible, why wouldn't… wow." A. exalted Heart Breaker.
Azure Spark wiped her muzzle. "Man, am I done now? He's finished and I don't wanna keep it up if he ain't into it."
"Yeah, yeah," A. adhered to the young mare. He redirected his attention back too Heart Breaker. He scratched the pony's mane gently. "You've seen nothing yet. You can't imagine the power I have here."
Heart Breaker wheezed heavily. "I've a good idea."
"No son… no you don't." A. peered into the amassed circle. "You, the colt with the Mohawk, let's go."
The addressed colt, no older than fourteen, trotted out of the circle. His eyes filled with terror.
"Suicide,"
Heart Breaker paused his panting. "What?"
The colt gave a little sob before pulling a crude knife out of his jacket. "Yes… master." He plunged the knife into his chest. "AH!" He missed the first attempt, leaving himself in a crippled state of shock. Blood gushed out from the wound, staining the wooden floor.
"You're not done yet… hurry up." A. sighed.
"Oh Celestia…" Heart Breaker choked.
"Celestia isn't here son. Hey Twisted Soul! How about you give some encouragement?"
The unicorn with a curled black and red mane neared the mess on the ground. He held the colt's head and stared into his eyes pointblank. "Finish it." He commanded with glowing oculars.
A fraction of a second and the shank was grabbed once more. The colt pulled it out of his chest with difficulty, and then pierced himself again, and again, and again, until he could use the knife no longer.
"Looks like he didn't make the cut, eh? Oh come on, that was hilarious." A. said in a droll tone.
Heart Breaker almost puked. "… Why?"
"Free will… it's dangerous. I'm terrified of it. It's potential. That's why I keep such a tight leash on these idiots. Every single one of them could rebel against me. So here's the plan: they start as dogs—slaves, effectively. After a year or so, the leash loosens. Their income increases, and they are granted more freedom. They learn to think of me as a father who rewards them for their loyalty. Ingenious, isn't it?"
"Can I go now?" The frightened pegasus asked.
"SIT DOWN!" The predator forced him back into the chair. "Listen son, we're not all that different from each other. I can prove it too. We're gonna play a game! The three greenhorns on the left, you're playing as well!"
Two young colts and a filly tiptoed up to the pair, shielding their visages with hoods in order to hide their weakness.
"Now, Heart Breaker, you have one minute to decide which of these bastards lives. You don't know any of them at all, and you never will. You just have to choose one of the three. Make your decision, or they all die."
Heart Breaker panicked. Frantically looking from one pony to the next—each begging for mercy with their tears, he couldn't choose. "I can't do it."
"You'd rather have them all die? You don't even have the decency to save on of them?"
"I've never met them!"
"Precisely, every day somepony dies you know. It's a fact. Nopony ever cares what happens to them, and if they do, only for so long. The only difference now is that they are standing right in front of you. Everypony's a hypocrite."
"What do you want?"
"Democracy is hypocrisy without limitation. I realized that at a very young age. This land… Equestria is ruled by a monarchy. All I want is to bring that system falling down on its denizen's heads. Let the earth pony fight the pegasi, and the unicorn, the both of them. Ponies will eat each other… oh and time's up!" A. brutally tore out each of the three's necks with a smile. "You just learned rule number one: keep your muzzle shut!"
Heart Breaker trembled as he walked back to the circle.
The boss returned to the filly he had been dealing with. "What is your mission?"
"I will destroy the herd from the inside. They hinder our ultimate goal."
"Who is the target?"
"I will kill Moneybags."
"What is your codename?"
"I am Doll Face."
Next time: Guys night out
So that was short! Sorry... I'll make up for it. I'll introduce some of your guy's OC's better, and build relationships.
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