User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Winter 2016-2017/@comment-7562999-20170403040753

Dazzling Light smiles. "Hey, being thin sometimes has it's advantages."

Dazzling Light squeezes into the hole and begins to crawl down.

Levi is forced to sit back up by the Chancellor's magic and his head is angled forward. Chancellor backs away from Levi and smiles maliciously. Her voice sounds silky smooth. "Perfect, now we can carry on."

The dark room lights up with a new scene. Strangely, it's the quaint, little town of Ponyville. The Chancellor's voice narrates the scene. "I knew that I would not be able to get away with slaughtering the Power Ponies. The law would come after me quickly. Killing those that protect the law would bring a swift punishment. The Princesses would kill me, or exile me to the Badlands, or to the moon, or some other desolate place. I had to fix this problem. I had to upset the order of the system. I had to make it mine. So, I decided to start at the top. The princesses hold the entire system together. So, I decided to go after the youngest and most inexperienced. Twilight was the perfect starting point. She had exactly what I needed."

There is a flash of gold, and Goldenheart appears on the bridge. She trots over to the crystal castle at the edge of town. Goldenheart stops at the door and her horn lights up. The locks on the door click and it swings open. Goldenheart, however, does not enter at the moment. Instead, she lights up another spell. Golden smoke begins to coil out of her horn. The smoke drifts towards the door, but then stops. Some sort of invisible barrier stops the smoke from continuing its advance. Goldenheart concentrates and the smoke turns black. The doorway sparks for a few moments, and the smoke continues through the door. Goldenheart grins and trots through the door. The Chancellor's voice returns. "Twilight's magical protections were far too weak. She should have put more effort into them. She was far too trusting of her Ponyville neighbors. It was her undoing."

Goldenheart sneaks through the halls. "I made sure to be silent, as not to wake the other patrons. I succeeded flawlessly."

The Goldenheart in the scene is in fact, silent...Then, one door gives her pause. She stares at the door and then lights her horn again. The door vaporizes. It appears that she did this rather than opening it to keep it from creaking. Goldenheart slinks into the room. She stops at the bed in the room. Twilight is sleeping soundly. She doesn't stir and Goldenheart's eyes gleam. She pulls out a vial and a rag. The rag is a dark blue. Goldenheart uncorks the bottle and pours some of the fluid onto the rag. She walks up to the head of the bed and lifts up the rag. She presses it against Twilight's muzzle. Twilight's eyes snap open and she lets out a muffled scream. However, it is hardly loud enough for either Spike or Starlight Glimmer to hear it. Goldenheart raises a hoof to her mouth. "Shh...Just go back to sleep."

Twilight's eyes begin to grow heavy and she passes out again. Goldenheart's horn lights up and the two are gone in a flash. The Chancellor's voice sounds again. "I couldn't have her waking up during her operation."

Hawkwing looks queasy. "Um...wh-what operation?"

The Chancellor ignores Hawkwing. "Save your questions until the intermission."

The scene shifts again to Goldenheart's lab. This version of the lab is very desolate. There aren't any tesla coils or strange machines. The center of attention, however, is Twilight chained up on the top floor. She is still out of it, chained to the ceiling and the floor. Goldenheart circles around Twilight, holding a bonesaw. She mutters to herself. "What beautiful wings you have...I think...I want them for myself. They are so perfect."

She lifts her bonesaw and places it on the base of the right wing. Then, she begins to go to work. What is worse is the fact that Twilight wakes up halfway through the first wing. She feels extreme pain race through her. She let's out a scream of pure anguish. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!"

Goldenheart continues sawing. "Shhh, plaything, it will all be over soon."

Twilight continues to writhe and cry in agony. Finally, the first wing comes off. Goldenheart wastes no time moving to the second and Twilight is given no reprieve. She begins sobbing, begging, pleading. "STOP PLEASE...WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME! LET ME GO!"

Hawkwing buries his head in his hooves, he can't stand to watch this anymore. Twilight's screams sound raw and her pleading makes him feel sick.

The Goldenheart in the scene finally finishes the second wing. Calmly, she walks over to the forge in the corner and grabs an iron. She begins to heat it up. After it is red hot, she returns to the sniveling Twilight. "What...did I do...to deserve...this."

Goldenheart smiles wickedly. "Nothing. You are merely in my way world domination. And I can't have that. However, you still have a use to me. I can't have you bleeding to death."

Goldenheart presses the iron to the open wounds and Twilight makes a horrible gargling noise. However, the wounds are cauterized because of this. Twilight paints, the pain is still immense. "Why did you...take my wings?"

Goldenheart smiles. "To use them of course. They are what I need to become more powerful. They will look great on me."

Twilight looks aghast. "You're going to...wear them?"

Goldenheart looks absolutely gleeful. "Of course. They are symbol of great power. Don't worry, you'll see. I'll be back shortly. Try not to die of shock before I get back. Toddles~"

The scene goes black and the Chancellor looks back at the group. "Any questions?"

Goldenheart looks disgusted and horrified, but says nothing. Hawkwing continues to block out the sights. He also choices to stay silent.