Previously: yesterdays escapades has finally ended for Twilight, but not before she cries herself to sleep in the embrace of Dots who is now staying at the library. Twilight fails to hide the truth from herself that she is suspecting Rainbow Dash for wanting to cheat on her. Meanwhile, Zecora and Apple Bloom delve deeper into each other, right before they receive a late-night visit from a colt... a dark purple, tall colt...

The last dream

Bitterness. That was the perfect word to describe how he felt. All these years he never could have protected her or see what happened in the other rooms. The darkness was thick, suffocating like the warm air surrounding his cold lungs. His small forelegs were heavy, carrying the burden of what he didn't want to see. But still there it was, in this dark and gray apartment were many stallions had found their self-giving prey. And were he had been the cub she always tried to protect. Not any more. Now she was just a cold corpse, staring into his eyes with her own, dead ones. Just a second ago she talked, caressed and smiled at him. She lived just a second ago. Just a second. Why couldn't she live now? Why was he alone? She wasn't going to leave him! Why had she lied to him?! Everything she had said! Was it a lie?! Why did she lie to him?!

Why did you lie, mommy?!

The darkness escaped through all the ventilation in his opening eyes, and suddenly he stared straight into the striped face of a mare. He was awake, and sadly not glad to know that. He grit his teeth and narrowed his eyes at the light coming in from the windows. Morning had bloomed during his absence from awareness. He stared straight back into the serious eyes of this foreign mare, still noticing the golden rings around her neck and the rare haircut.

"Who... may I presume, are you?" Zecora asked calmly, believing she was out of danger.

It was at that moment Soul Hook felt the ropes restraining his movement into a sitting position, forelegs tied behind his back and hindlegs tied together in front of him. Completely suspended... just like in a S&M-flick, he thought and focused his emerald green eyes on the turquoise ones.

He replied with silence, changing the arched eyebrows into his trademark expression of indifference. The zebra tilted her head back, noticing not only the physical change. She rubbed her chin with a suspicious glare from the corner of her eyes, not given much of an answer aside from the cold, silent stare the dark purple male gave her. Zecora couldn't deny it, she was more fascinated than worried about the appearance of this colt.

"Do not make me repeat... or perhaps you prefer methods of mistreat...?" she threatened in an unamused expression, doing her best to sound as professional with this as possible. Soul Hook kept staring, keeping his pose without showing off his breathing or blinking.

"In my home land, we don't take gently to unwelcome damned. A harbinger of evil you seem, thus my reason to make you talk by any mean..." she continued and took a step closer, trying to create eye-contact as her highest priority.

Soul Hook had preferred to stay in his silence, but he was also more eager than ever to get out of this should-be interrogation. So without further ado, he finally looked deep into the dark holes of Zecora's eyes, focused his thoughts around the foreign mare and imagined...

In the same instance, he paid for his grave failure of observation when Zecora hastily tossed up a small bag of powder over Soul Hook's muzzle, shocking him so intensively he lost his concentration and coughed. He didn't even have time nor room to do that when he felt the burning agony in his eyes. Like thousands of overheating needles, all poking at the in- and outside of his eyeballs, scratching his eyelids and twitching the nerve fibers around his shrunken pupils, a most unrecognized pain forced him like never before to close his eyes and hiss out in pain.

Zecora shook her head and walked away to the door, leaving the suffering colt alone as she closed it behind her. She sighed and sat down on her haunches to relax fully. It was over... for now.

"Ze... z-zecora?" the young voice of Apple Bloom said as she appeared from around the corner of the hollowed tree-hut and laid herself in the striped lap of her lover. A gentle hoof moved to caress the soft cheeks, bringing a smile upon Zecora's lips. Her little love was still nervous and scared, just like last night. That reaction to the colt's presence confirmed to Zecora that she hadn't grown too old to recognize evil from a distance. However, she was actually afraid for a moment when the high noon between eyes played out. Just a second later, and she would have lost to his paralyzing ability.

The ability to convince somepony what they can and cannot do. A technique only the most wicked of minds carried. And she had a living evidence they still existed... the colt in her hut, that she was sure of...

In a realm full of thick air, Twilight opened her eyes and gazed from her bed at the ceiling. She was cold and anxious. Her mind tracked to the feelings struggling for an outbreak, biting and scratching just to plague her common sense. Was there no way out from this?

She glanced at the bed in front of her. She gasped. There was nopony occupying it.

"Twilight..." a soothing voice echoed. All the gnawing thoughts fell into silence for a second when the purple ears reacted to it. They both flipped up in response, causing Twilight to turn her head a little to the right. There was the sight of a long, pitch-black mane hanging from the scarlet pony's head. Dots' eye beheld her in a careful way, merely silent but still as the long gone wind.

"D-dots? What are you..." she tried to ask before the mare next to her broke her train of thoughts by simply getting up on the bed, laying down carefully with her fore hooves over the blanket where Twilight's chest were hiding.

She said nothing, but Twilight could practically see her guest's intentions with this. The scarlet hooves circulated in a slow motion around the flat and soft area, teasing the unicorn in an uncomfortable way. "Dots... p-please, what are you... please just..." she furthered with a very weak smirk; this was not what she wanted.

Or was it? Looking into that blood red eye allured her into a state of comfort even due to the tall mare's unwelcome behavior. Heat spread from her cheeks, breaking perspiration from the skin hidden beneath the lavender coat. Her eyes narrowed at the earth pony getting closer to her muzzle. Dots blinked slowly, sending Twilight through a path of returning cold until she could see the scarlet circles around the dark holes. Just like the very phenomena she had studied herself, a vortex consumed the bright-minded pony's thoughts, rendering her defenseless against the hooves pushing down the blanket from her chest.

"What do you want... Twilight Sparkle?" Dots voice echoed, massaging the young equine's ears as it danced around her. She only dared looking back, sweeping her tired eyes to the side in an attempt to hide her immediate instincts. But it hurt too much avoiding the gentle eyes. Not unlikely when hiding beneath a cloud to get away from the sun, Twilight regretted her decision and instantly turned back her eyes, exposing a warm breath without any ability to stop it.

The invisible pant hit Dots' muzzle, revealing the smile she didn't always carry. This one was filled with everything else than mere friendliness and concern. No. It was so much more.

"I don't... I don't know" she uttered and succumbed to the heat spreading down her neck, chest and stomach. More and more of her naked fur saw the fresh air, starting from the same order and cascading ever so gently down her body.

She felt Dots sinking her lips to her cheek, sticking out her tongue slow but steadily to place a lengthy lap over her soft fur and flesh. Twilight couldn't help but moan in ecstasy.

But she was still there, just a few inches away like she was a few seconds ago. Twilight closed her tensing eyes, opening them in a flash to see the same mare riding her hips, throwing her long mane back and gasping out her pleasure.

Another long blink, and Dots was right next to her again. Was it illusions tricking her mind? The cloud grew thicker for each passing moment. Didn't matter if she tried again, the images just grew clearer. Then why did she blink more often? What drove her to this need? Was it so she could see more of Dots body on top of her? Was it to feel this beautiful mare screaming out with her hooves pressed to Twilight's shoulders?

Yes...

Twilight dived into the thick clouds, snatching the scarlet muzzle hiding behind it and wrapped her forelegs around the... surprisingly strong neck. Useless things such as hesitations didn't exist this time, now there could only be one feeling. Sadly, it wasn't lust speaking. It was nothing else but consolation her body starved for.

The lips met, opening and sealing around each other into a warm embrace of strong movement. Dots climbed on top of the smaller body, kicking of the remaining part of the blanket still covering Twilight's body. She spread her hindlegs wide and pressed her thick lips into the other set, thrusting forward so the pearls could meet in a brief kiss too. Twilight shot away her mouth, gasping for air before greedily putting it back with her tongue head-first into the warm muzzle in her grasp. She moaned loudly while swirling her tongue around in the heating mouth. Her will grew stronger as the tender hooves moved down to embrace her around the waist instead.

She ate the mouth to its full content, forgetting to care about what Dots wanted. She only cared for herself and her own need, that was the most important part, that was her focus, that was what she wanted.

She wanted to fuck Dots right here and now and cheat on Rainbow Dash... and Applejack.

Hot tears soaked her cheeks. All the steam came out at once, blowing up her defending walls meant to care for her partner. Barriers broke and Twilight felt the urge for dominance murdering her common sense. Strength built up in her muscles so she could sit up. In the next movement she broke away from the scarlet lips with a whole drop of spittle hanging between their mouths. Dots fell back, ending up as the pinned-down one when Twilight violently pushed aside the long hindlegs. She licked her lips beneath the bloodshot eyes, the hunger drove the beast in her heart alive, she clenched her fore hooves around the voluptuous thighs.

Dots threw her head back in a lengthy groan as Twilight's tongue lapped her moist marehood. A prolonged lick stimulating every millimeter of the pink slit, love juice spilled over the agile tongue and poured down in a mix with saliva down Twilight's chin, provoking a second hungry lap followed by another.

The growing cravings fed a monster deep withing Twilight's heart. She heard the demands, the need, the insane voice wanted it all. She arched her eyebrows and thrust her snout deeper into the sticky flower, drenching her muzzle in the warm secretion for her own overheating lusts. Dots tried to move her hindlegs, sadly realizing she was totally suspended by the purple forelegs squeezing into her soft flesh. She could only watch as the maddened unicorn sucked on her preciousness, milking it dry from all her nectar until nothing would remain.

Teeth sank into the moist pearl, forcing Dots to yelp in pain. She asked Twilight to take it easy.

She was ignored...

The frenzied pony flickered the pink pearl with the tip of her tongue, placing it perfectly for her to bite it. The herbivore teeth assaulted again, sending a twitch of reject through the scarlet mare's body. She raised her voice and screamed. Twilight reacted quick and threw away a fore hoof and covered the loud mouth, silencing it while she thought of a suiting punishment for such a dumb decision by her partner. Soon she climbed up from the sore marehood and laid her short body over the taller one. Her smile grew into a sinister nature. The voice yelled louder at her, the sight of Dots' crying eye triggered a tidal wave of selfish lusts.

"I know what I want. Do you, Dots?" she whispered just an inch away from the scarlet muzzle. Before the mentioned earth pony could answer, Twilight shot forward and forced her into a kiss. The muffled groans from Dots' mouth intensified her female love orifice, practically twitching in the delicious rush taking over her body.

Dark clouds shielded her mind from kind thoughts and sympathy for the pony she assaulted. Before she even knew it herself, Twilight imitated the earlier behavior from the now submissive mare in her grasp. Dots widened her eyes in surprise as the purple hips thrust forward into her loins. The two dripping wet slits made contact, licking each other in an unacceptable way compared to passion. The overly dominant filly pressed her hooves down at the scarlet shoulders and arched her back, pressing into the warm thighs in the background of a loud moan. Her chest scuffed close to Dots' face over and over, reminding her what it meant when the mean humps hit her sensitive labia.

But she could only turn her head away and cry, grit teeth and close her eyes.

A warm enhancement laid itself like an armor around Twilight's body. The tingling feeling she had been getting used to a lot since her first time with Applejack and Rainbow Dash. Those wretched whorses, Twilight thought. They didn't deserve a goddess such as herself. They might have been the crown-pieces, but she was the jewel, the very pony who ensured they all made any sense when put together.

Sadly, only more anger filled her body now, not lust nor any ventilation for it. She just wanted to show them just how mean she could be in bed too when rubbed the wrong way. Thus she slapped Dots' cheek with her innermost brutality and sunk down to lay over the seductive body, holding onto the scarlet cheeks like she held an anvil in place. The devilish grin huffed warm air over Dots. She whimpered. Her cheeks hurt.

"You wanna know just how good I can be, bitch?! You wanna feel what Rainbow Dash is missing right now?! HUH?!" she yelled angrily, taking out all her frustration in a sweep over her victim. She loved the horrified face before her, she hated her cute appearance, she wanted to make love to her body, she wanted to shred her personality with hatred. Everything crumbled into pieces and shattered over the floor of her reality. Pain convulsed all over her body. Darkened lusts infected her body in a harvest of corruption and evil. The fire grew stronger and scorched her face. The velocity increased through a merciless pressure.

Pressure added upon the already crushed matter. A deafening explosion blowing through every wall in the world, spreading in a full-scale tempest meant to consume life. The dry earth raised with the water flushing back into a new wave of giant proportions, swallowing the tortured mind chained in this time of need. The sticky water gathered warmth and aroma, moments from leaving Twilight's body in a painful scream.

The needs died out with the withdrawal of torrents. Twilight gasped out and lost all strength, laying limp on top of the silent Dots in a mess of cum. The young unicorn kept her sinister grin, not regretting one bit of what she just did to her guest. So she glanced up from the warm shoulder she rested her head on, knowing for sure this would be a fun toy to play with when her mood felt like it.

But the feeling of power died out when the tall mare threw herself over Twilight with razor-sharp fangs in her mouth. She grasped her and shot for the eyes, letting out a high-pitched scream.

And then... Twilight opened her eyes...

She sat up in a flash, gasping out loud in fear. Sunshine hit her eyes, forcing the eyelids to close and protect the sensitive pupils. She was alone in her bed, drenched in perspiration which now was added to the mess caused from yesterday's activities. Twilight instantly looked at the bed in front of her own. She was about to gasp again when the the truth about the bed being empty struck her. But not until she saw the note resting on the pillow. She threw herself off the bed in haste and ran up to read the piece of white paper.

I went out early to look for Soul Hook. I'll be back later this evening or until I find him.

/Dot mark (Dots)

P.S Thanks again for letting me stay here

Twilight finally exhaled all the stored air in her exhausted lungs. She fell back on her haunches and leaned back on the bed with the note in her hooves. It was all just a dream. And Celestia was she glad it was so. Everything that happened in it... was it really just a made-up thing from her subconsciousness? Yes, she still had that neutral feeling in her body. That feeling when you know you haven't had sex for at least a little while. Unsatisfied but not needy. Yeah.

She nodded to herself and prepared to call for Spike. It was right before she actually yelled that she realized there was nopony else in the library. She was alone, all alone...

In this beautiful morning blessed by Celestia herself, two mares of the different races had taken an opportunity for a walk. The snow-white coat dressed the unicorn elegantly as always just like the beautifully curved mane in its blue tone. The elder mare walking next to her couldn't take away her eyes from this beauty known as Rarity. Luck that she got her? Yes, it had to be that, the mare thought for herself.

"Anything wrong, Cheerilee, darling?".

Cheerilee chuckled and shook her head, finally managing to focus her eyes on something else than the three diamonds on that dangerously tempting flank. "Nothing, sweetheart" she replied in satisfaction and walked a little closer to her love.

Rarity enjoyed the nuzzle from her sister's teacher. And that thought simply couldn't stop reminding her just how naughty their relationship actually was aside from the slight difference in age. She, the fashionista known all the way over in Canterlot, was dating her little sister's teacher. And slept with her. Oh, Celestia, did she sleep with her. After forgiving herself for the unladylike thoughts, Rarity recalled exactly every moment she could remember being dressed in that checkered skirt and getting 'molested' by her teacher for being late to class. The grouping, tonguing, spanking, degrading and to top it off a real good rid on that...

"Tight flank!".

Rarity froze on the spot like somepony hit an internal brake when the words were ripped out from her mind. That was however anything but her own voice, neither Cheerilee's. She looked across the street were a couple of stallions stood next to each other in front of a house wall.

"Yeah, that sure is some fine meat to fuck right there... he he he! Haha ha ha ha ha!" the other one laughed and dragged his company with him in a shower of mean laughter. Their deep, disgusting voices went loud, attracting attention from some nearby bystanders.

"You know what I'd do? I'd fuck that fine, white bitch... AND then fuck the foal she'd give birth to!".

The group laughed hysterically but kept their eyes glued on the white unicorn mare they all had in mind. The nearby ponies jeered in disgust over their behavior and extreme harsh words. They wanted to keep walking and pretend they didn't see or hear anything. But one pony didn't take kindly to those words.

No, a strong flame lit the fuchsia earth pony mare when the insulting language passed by her ears. Rarity glanced at her, wondering for a second what that killer-look came from. Heavy hooves walked away from the fashionista, the hooves of Cheerilee carrying a strong dedication to defend the honor of any pony who said bad things about her most beloved pony ever.

The stallions all noticed her approach, thus leaned away from the house wall and gathered up in a half-circle in front of the mature mare. The ambiance tensed so much it already started to feel like violence had erupted. Rarity bit her lower lip and hurried over to her lover who already had reached the group of rude ponies. It was at that moment when she came closer that Rarity realized how buff most of the males were. Rough bristles decorated most of the stallions' chins and thick muscles were clearly visible all over their bodies. Not a promising sight for Rarity.

"Excuse me... but exactly WHAT did you say?" Cheerilee asked in an annoyed tone, ready to burst in anger. The pack looked at each other with light chuckles, having a hard time understanding what this was supposed to mean. But the very pony who said those gruesome things leaned down his head and smiled maliciously at her.

"I said I was going to bucking rape your little friend behind you... and then bucking rape her child too once it's born" he explained, furthering Cheerilee's arched eyebrows as he spoke. "... problem with that? Little ass-fuck?" he finished and leaned back, chuckling.

Cheerilee was angry, but not blinded. She saw the brute strength those bruisers packed in their legs. And their abomination of a behavior spoke clearly that they didn't recoil to much. In fact, when she counted them again and found out there were no less than five of them, she became aware of the danger in walking up here. They stared at her silently, just waiting for the mare to make the wrong move. No guards nearby, and ponies seemed far too frightened to do anything. And then, the bitter discovery: she probably couldn't get out of this now...

"Hay! Wha's going on here?" a voice familiar to Rarity called out from a distance. All of the ponies involved in this tense situation turned their heads to were the voice came from. It was Applejack, with a most comforting sight next to her pulling a cart of apples, Big Macintosh. The white unicorn shifted her eyes between the pack and her friend, seeing her chance. A thing called character took place in Rarity's behavior.

"Oh, Applejack, darling!" she called back which caught the attention from both farmers. "These horribly, simply horribly rude ponies just wont leave us alone. Think you can help?" she said dramatically, kind of sending a signal to the others that they were in trouble.

While the dirty pack of stallions all cocked an eyebrow, the two siblings looked at each other and nodded. Big Mac disconnected the cart from his collar and Applejack adjusted her stetson on their way over to the little group. The stallions weren't impressed with the sight of the orange filly coming their way at first...

… but the hulk of a stallion half a head taller than them all brought other thoughts to their heads. Big Mac walked close upon the bruisers, remaining calm as always with his relaxed eyes scanning the ponies he had heard bad things about. Applejack gave them all a glance, noticing they had their attention laid on her big brother. She already knew how to handle these rotten apples. A playful smirk dressed her lips.

"Is tha' here true? If so... would ya'll be kind enough n' explain the situation to mah brother here? Heh... he sure do love good explanations" she said without the trace of a worry, provoking the stallions to lose their temper and say exactly what they had mentioned.

"Eeyup!" Big Mac agreed, once again fulfilling his trademark catchphrase, calm and nearly oblivious to what was going on according to his expression.

The stallions all looked at each other again. It would be fun to harass the mares some more, but minding this new stallion, practically made out of muscles, they sure as hay wouldn't want to get involved in a fight with him.

The suspense died out with the stallions snorting in a turn away from the small crowd they had gathered. Applejack didn't say anything, understanding she actually didn't want to provoke anything unnecessary from these troublemakers. Just watching them walk away was enough for now before she turned to her friends.

"Rarity, everythin' alright?" she asked with a remarkably more concerned voice, sounding like she was just an inch from cracking. The mentioned unicorn threw her forelegs around the elder mare, receiving a comfortable but slower hug back. Applejack saw the tear in her friend's eye over Cheerilee's shoulder. Her words wouldn't do anything now to console the girls, so she remained silenced until the end of it.

Cheerilee's legs were shacking, it had been a long time since she was so scared. Still, it felt better than ever to have stood up for her love when the time of defending one's honor came. She still didn't regret putting herself through it all, and she was sure she wouldn't even if Applejack and her brother hadn't come. Now she was just glad it was over.

The beautiful unicorn finally disconnected, knowing they had to talk about this. She saw the still frightened expression on her lover's muzzle. After a quick smooch on the fuchsia cheek, she turned her eyes to the orange farmer.

"Thank Celestia you and your brother came, Applejack. I simply don't know what would have happened if you didn't come" she said with a grateful smile. However, the very earth pony she talked to didn't look much more appreciative, more like being suspicious about what just happened. Big Macintosh shifted the wheat straw to the other corner of his mouth and went back to the cart, giving his sister time to think.

"Ya know... them hoodlums weren't the first one me an' mah brother saw on our way here" she stated with a hoof rubbing her chin, not bringing much comfort to the minds of Rarity and Cheerilee. "What? You mean there are more of them in Ponyville?" Rarity quickly asked in shock.

Applejack was not really that worried about it. Every town had their own gander of bad ponies. She told her to not think too much of it and just be happy nothing bad happened. But Cheerilee heard every word she said, and she didn't feel much more safe. There had been some strange ponies outside her school, staring hungrily at the little students. They never did anything but look, so she couldn't do anything about them. It was just awful how resembling they looked to the ponies she nearly picked a fight with right now...

Back in the hut deep in the Everfree forest, Apple Bloom studied carefully at Zecora's cauldron boiling loudly. Clouds of steam raised from the concoction as the foreign equine added herb after herb into the hot liquid. She then looked at the dark purple colt sitting tied-up over in the corner. The only thing different with him now was the rug tied around his eyes as a blindfold. Zecora had given strict orders that she wasn't allowed near him nor listen to him if he said something. There hadn't been any problem not listening to him; that colt had just been sitting there silently ever since he got the chili powder in his eyes. He hadn't even been given breakfast. To tame the spirit, we must starve it, Zecora had used as reason for this cruel behavior.

In the midst of her thoughts, the elder zebra walked away from her cauldron to get the thing placed before the only window letting in light from the merciless forest. It was the blue leaf she had shown Apple Bloom before. It wasn't blue now, however. The clear color had changed into a light shade of purple which apparently pleased Zecora, judging by her smile. She brought the leaf over and shred it to small pieces using her hooves. Everything fell down into the boiling concoction, followed by the herbalist turning a ladle in it to mix further. Apple Bloom wanted to ask if that was some kind of poison she was going to feed him, but then she reminded herself that Zecora already had said the opposite.

Apple Bloom was once again told to stay back for her own safety once a new pillar of steam rose from the cauldron. She did as she was told and beheld from a few hooves distance the striped mare shoving the ladle as deep as she could and brought it up again with a healthy dose of warm stew. The liquid had turned all blue like the leaf's old color and seemed to cool down quickly.

Like magic, the color disappeared. Transparent as water but stickier.

Zecora took a deep breath out of range and clenched her teeth around the handle, walked over to the suspended pony and sat down with it in her hooves again. Soul Hook's ears reacted reflexively to the sound. He knew she was close to him now.

"Silence has proven to be your ally, evil-bearer. But bad luck seems to follow you, because I carry a mix of incredible terror..." she explained, making it hard for her young lover to not believe it was a poison after all. "You have to apologize my cruel hospitality, for this might be an act of immorality. But my patience is no longer young, so that is why I have this remedy that looses the... tongue...".

Before she finished the last word, Zecora punched Soul Hook in his solar plexus. As he gasped out with wide-open mouth, the ladle flew down his throat and came out the same way, only empty. The male pony coughed painfully but managed to swallow the tasteless mixture.

The zebra laid down the ladle and waited for her blinded victim to calm down, throwing a glance over her shoulder in the meantime to make sure Apple Bloom kept her distance. She was reluctantly obedient thanks to the serious look in Zecora's eyes. If it weren't for that, she would have tried stopping her from using that awfully sounding thing she force-fed the colt.

A few minuted passed in reality, but in Soul Hook's head they seemed to be mere seconds. A slight dizziness developed into a full-scale headache. Words lost their meaning and worth, melting inside a pit of self-doubt and confusion. Lines in the darkness became squiggly and clear shapes lost their black color for brief seconds. He shook his head to get rid of the heavy feeling taking over his body. Sadly, it only got worse just like shaking a wet umbrella.

Soul Hook started to perspire and grit his teeth, nearly shaking while throwing his head from side to side. When he came to that phase, Zecora cocked an eyebrow. This was certainly not supposed to happen.

"Zecora, what did you do to him?!" Apple Bloom yelled, standing like she was prepared to run. Sad fact was that Zecora didn't know either. It was rare to see side-effects from the 'loose tongue' as the leaf was called, and she was sure her mix had the right amount of ingredients in it. It couldn't have been a failure, could it now?

She began questioning herself with worry when the colt panted deeply like in a panic. He grit his teeth harder and started twitching his tied legs, seeming to do everything in his might to escape. He beat the back of his head against the wall, causing Zecora to cringe in pain every time the hard thuds echoed inside her hut.

"No... no, I don't want to remember!" he screamed, arching his eyebrows into angry curves. Zecora lost her character in being the decided interrogator. She got up on her legs and took a step back, realizing she apparently had managed to trigger something suppressed. Of course it was just a theory, but so far she had some good evidences for it. Perhaps now, when he was so broken down, she could gather the information she wanted. A fresh wind of courage cleared her windpipe in the next inhale.

"Pray tell, what is it in your memory that dwell?" she asked, still unsure if to try communicate with the pony. He stopped twitching and pressed himself back into the wall, lifting his ribcage high in each breath.

"It... It's..." he tried to say, sadly failing utterly after just those two words.

"Tell me your name, creature of dark shame" she furthered in a try to improve the slow progress.

"S-soul... Hook" he stuttered, seeming to calm down. Zecora narrowed her eyes. That name could symbolize much, especially minding his already dangerous aura. Even though her curiosity urged for her to go on about where he learned the eye-technique, she knew it would be safer to take it slow. Another look over her shoulder. Apple Bloom remained on her spot, unnerved and worried.

"Very well... you pony named Soul Hook, are you ready to speak like an open book?".

He grunted in response, throwing his head aside again in protest. Once he even began to imagine what she meant... his fantasy didn't reach far without begging for him to stop. And the darkness sealing his sight didn't help.

"From what place do you come?" she said without any rhymes for once. Her question was too simple for that.

"Ghh... Fi... Fi-fillydelphia" he said when his brain refused to lie. The words just came out without any restriction. A liberating feeling, but not for him...

"Hmm... Fillydelphia... a city of remarkable sin. Then what would your intentions of being here win?".

Zecora almost flinched when Soul Hook twitched like lightning struck him in the head. His muscles struggled against the ropes to no prevail. She couldn't hear the voices.

"I... I... n-no".

"Speak!" Zecora ordered with a snap, showing no mercy to his like. She was only getting more and more proof for her suspicions.

"I was fleeing!".

"Who can make you so meek!?".

When that question filled Soul Hook's ears, he turned his head so fast and hard he practically could have broken his neck.

"No! No!" he protested equally loud, sweating heavily with tensed veins along his neck due to his grimace of extreme pain. He rocked his head back and forth like nodding positively to a question, however just a side-effect from the emotions roaming wildly in his mind. He managed to resist... something Zecora strongly doubted.

"How can a pony with the aura of evil find his courage in such upheaval?! Speak the truth now, or feel the wrath I'm about to sow!" she faked. Zecora actually didn't know how to be more brutal than she already had been. Killing or torturing a pony was out of the question. The spirits of her ancestors would never forgive her for that, she knew. Outside her knowledge, Soul Hook was enduring a torture far worse than those of ancient origin.

"No! I... I don't want to! Make it stop!" he screamed, trembling excruciatingly in the progress without any sort of control.

"Zecora! Please stop it! Can't ya'll see he's sufferin'?!" Apple Bloom cried from her spot. She stood up bravely on her tiny legs, knowing what she saw simply had to be wrong. It felt weird to defend a pony who scared her so much, but she was also raised to know you don't treat ponies like this no matter what. It hurt Zecora to say her chosen words, but she had no choice when she was so close.

"Silence, Apple Bloom! Before my success goes to an early tomb!" she yelled over her shoulder, then turned back aggressively to her object of interrogation. "Who are you running from?! Speak!".

It was at that moment Soul Hook fell into a quiet state. He stopped moving, surprising Zecora in a flash. He rested his head back on the wall, breathless like a dead pony. Zecora leaned closer to him, listening if her worst fear was true. She heard something from him. Something that came from his closed mouth.

Curiosity got the best of her when she decided to move forward and reach for the blindfold. She took precautions and narrowed her eyes as much as possible without closing them entirely. Carefully, step by step, she unfolded the rag and removed it slowly from his eyes. Shock washed over her while the rug fell to the floor.

Tears.

The pony she had accused for evil-doing stared blankly into the air. His lips began trembling, then he closed his eyes in the first sob. Apple Bloom shared Zecora's question mark, wondering what in Equestria happened to him.

"All... all of them..." he whimpered, shaking his head lightly. The foreign mare decided to stop asking question and just let him talk. He opened his wet, emerald green eyes, changing his angry eyebrows into curves of sorrow. His breathing shivered with each exhale, forcing him to endure the thoughts coming out of his mouth.

"Dead... they will... they will all... die" he said silently and turned his head slowly to Zecora. She forgot to shield her eyes, but soon learned there was no point doing it anymore. His eyes sparkled, showing off a strong aura soaked in depression and gray thoughts. The evil aura was since long gone, replaced entirely by a thick radiance of sadness worthy a small foal. Zecora tilted her head to the side, feeling forced to ask what he meant.

"What does your words speak off..?".

Soul Hook looked her deep in her eyes, practically showing her what he meant just by that stare of desperation. Distant memories, she could read. Recalls buried so long ago. A crying foal sitting all alone in the darkness.

"Every... single one of them... they... Ponyville... the entire town... burn...".

Zecora raised an eyebrow.

"... will kill... every single one of them. In front of their p-parents and children. Burn their homes and butcher the newborns! Everypony! Everypony! EVERYPONY!" he screamed.

"Calm your mi-" Zecora tried to tell him.

"THE WHOLE TOWN WILL BE MURDERED! A GENOCIDE OF RAPE AND DEATH! THEY WILL ALL BE MADE EXAMPLES OF!" he yelled at the top of his lungs, frightening Apple Bloom when he spoke of such horrible things. Zecora knew she had to take control again.

"Who?! Who is the demonic being who plans such a coup?!" she demanded to know.

But the words were practically ignored by the crying colt. His mind was tormented by the memories he had managed to hold back for so long. Everything he thought could be escaped. The suffocating darkness. The pain, agony, blood, corpse, tears, cold and all the curses he wanted to scream out.

"TWILIGHT SPARKLE AND HER FRIENDS WILL ALL DIE! JUST LIKE EVERYPONY ELSE! JUST LIKE EVERY OTHER TOWN!" he continued, never seeming to end.

But suddenly he lowered his voice as his head fell with the long, black mane. After several seconds of nothing but sniveling, he spoke again like a giant nail twisted his gut and spine.

"And... Winter Breeze...".

A tear fell over his lap as he squeezed his eyes shut. Zecora tried open her mouth again, sadly too late. Soul Hook grit his teeth one last time and slammed his head as hard as he could back into the wall, knocking himself unconscious before the shocked eyes of Zecora and Apple Bloom. His thoughts finally died, going back to the depths where he had hidden them.

Zecora sighed in defeat. The memories Soul Hook carried gave him strength and willpower enough to overcome such a strong herb like Loose Tongue. There was no point in waking him up now. Once he did, the drug would be gone from his system. The only thing she could do now was walking over to the terrified foal and beg for her forgiveness.

Her mind wandered around what monstrous being he talked about. Surely it had to be a demon from the deepest part of darkness, a pony-hell-spawn being made for slaughter and terror. A soul who didn't know anything but spreading torment and death...

On the streets of Ponyville, a small foal with a coat of yellow sat all alone without anypony watching for her. She was nervous and looked around to see if there were anypony she knew nearby. Nopony. Nothing could protect her. Especially not from the tall shadow falling over her. She turned quickly, gazing with wide eyes at the tall being coming at her. She sat silently as it walked up just a hoof away from her, reaching out a foreleg.

"Here you go, sweetie!" the tall mare with the ice cream cornet in her hoof said. The little filly grinned widely and gently received the large cornet filled with her three favorite flavors.

"Wow! Thanks, miss Dots!" she said happily, nuzzling the scarlet forelegs while the other one patted her golden blond mane. "Shucks, it was my fault you dropped the other one. Be careful now, it looks heavy".

The filly nodded her head quickly and threw herself over the cool deliciousness. Dots smiled heartily and trotted away, sighing in satisfaction with her eyes looking around the area. She pushed aside her mane from the left eye, making sure she didn't accidentally push away the other side. She looked back at the happy filly and giggled, using the mental image to get her happy spirit back in this exhausting chase.

She sighed with her eyes up in the clear sky of spring, enjoying the weak breeze blowing through her mane and tail. She was actually glad today.

"Oh, Soul Hook... where are you?" she said and kept trotting, doing her best to ignore the pulsating veins leading out from her hidden eye...

To be continued...

Author's Note:

Sorry if you don't like that my OC's are taking over a little now. It's just for the story arc, then we will... perhaps return to yor everyday clopping story ^^' maybe...

Anyhow, I want to remind you all about something:

Christmas is coming! And I've decided to make a special one-shot JUST for you guys! And yes, it's clop, before you ask. And it's going to be anthropomorphic characters too! Thing is... I want to write what YOU want to read, and thus I'm throwing out the poll again for all of you!

Here are the things you need to know:
1. All characters will be anthropomorphic (animals with human features).

2. It HAS to be characters from the mlp: fim universe. In other words NO CROSSOVERS!

3. You're allowed to wish for anything EXCEPT for your own OC to be in it.

4. December 17 is the last day you can send in your wish.

5. You can post a comment or send your wish to my e-mail: master_losser

That should cover everything. And allow me to remind you all there are already two votes for Cadence and Chrysalis doing something naughty together! But you are of course welcome to vote for anything! I will comment if the vote is accepted or not so you know you have been heard for real ^^

So remember! December 17 is the last day you can send a wish for your favorite pairing in an anthro clop-fic. Happy holidays, according to political correctness, and...