The night had risen once more, and all were silent and sleeping in the Ponyville Hospital. Aside from Spike. His daily (and nightly) ritual was taking care of Rarity, and at night, when She fell asleep, he would return home, for some well earned diamonds and rubies, then he would return
to the hospital, for some shut eye. It was tiresome, but for Rarity, it was worth it.
He stood up, and creeped over to the door, holding his breath while doing so. He slid past the door, closing it gently. He slinked through the corridor, eventually reaching the exit.
(At Twilight's Library)
Upon opening the door, spike entered the pitch-black library. 'Twilight's asleep.' he thought. He closed the door behind him, and began to move into the kitchen.
"Spike!".
Spik jumped as a candle was suddenly lit, revealing Twilight Sparkle.
"What are you doing back so late?" she asked, poison visible in her voice.
"I was just-"
"Just what, Spike? Just What? I have been worried for days! I only ever see you when I visit Rarity!
Do you ever even eat? And what about your responsabilities? Have you forgotten about me? Do I even matter anymore?" She yelled. Spike was visably hurt by that tyrade. "But, Twi, I-"
"Look, I know you have feelings fer her, and you are doing whatever you can to help her, but you need to keep your responsabilities here, and more importantly, keep yourself in check. Now march yourself up to bed, mister. We'll visit Rarity in the morning." she said in a softer tone. She gave him a kiss on the forhead, and motioned him to the bedroom.
Spike obeyed his mother/sister, and went up to the room. 'That was kind of... one sided.' spike thought. 'But she has a point... I can't go much longer with the amount of food and sleep I have been getting...' Spike made it up to his basket. He wrapped himself up in his blankets, and went off to sleep.
Meanwhile, in the dark and ominous recesses of Everfree forest, something was going down.
Silver Spoon was gagged and bound to a long, wooden log, surrounded by several figures. "What do you think the boss will do with her?" asked a stubby figure. "Who knows? But this should be fun to see what happens!" another, taller and lankier figure pipped up. "Yeah, the boss's punishments are great fun!" a third, husky, figure cheered on.
"Why must you treat this like a game?"
The three figures gasped to see the scorce of the forth voice.
"B-Boss!" the figures yelped in unison.
"Lay her on the ground. I have a few words for our little accomplice."
The shadows complied, and set the log on the ground, Silver Spoon facing upwards. "Now, listen here, dear. The goal was to get her out of the picture. Explain to me why she is still alive." The boss
spoke in a polite manner, although it's tone was cold enough to freeze the fires of hell itself;
"Hmmph-hmph!" Silver Spoon tried to yell through the gag.
"I'm sorry, dear, I don't understand you." The figure turned to it's underlings. "Ungag her!" shouted the boss.
The underling figures fumbled with the gag, until it slipped off.
"W-what did you do to my friend?" Silver spoon asked, trying her best to invoke fear into her voice, rhough she was certainly failing.
"You never had any real friends, you fool. You don't DESERVE friends! You are my property, understand?" The Shadowy Leader shouted, placing a strong limb between her legs.
"Hnng...! I'm sorry! I thought mutilating her would be enough! I just couldn't kill her!" Silver spoon pleaded. Although her begging was met with only a cruel laughter. "Hahahah! Hear that boys? She was OK with mutilation, but not with killing!" the figures laughed in unison at the subdued rich filly.
The figure began to approach her, until their faces were inches apart.
"Very well. Just this once, I will do things your way. But in return I expect you make sure things done, or else... the boys and I will knock every disobident thought right out of you! Is this clear?"
Silver Spoon nodded wistfully.
"Very well. Now, your leader grows bored... You know where this is going..." The underlings begin to snicker and guffaw, knowing all too well what that meant.
Ok, I tried to make this longer, but I have no idea how long this is. I have a busy school schedule, along with many hours of drawing to do. Anyhow, I hope you like where this is going. Real confusing, eh? Though, keep in mind, I will probably screw this up at one point. If I get enough backlash from future chapters, then I will redo them... slowly, however. Well, thanks. Oh, and I will reveal why Rarity's thread cannot be broken. Now- see you soon.