Kill Mac
Pilot
(Author's Note): This is just a very short chapter that will be followed by many lengthier ones if it does well. If you enjoy it, please review and spread the story. That would be much appreciated. Also, if I do continue, it will not be updated at least until next Saturday as Mid-Terms are fast approaching. Please enjoy!
The Taste of Cold Revenge
In the dead of night, a shadowy figure snuck through the streets of Ponyville. The demented figure of hideous bats flew across the sky, casting brief nightmarish images on the moon. The sky was a purply-black that spoke of the sky's eternal sorrow and torment, it longed to be with the ponies it was condemned to only but observe.
How much this contrasted the buildings of Ponyville, so bright and joyful. The irony caused Applejack to smirk. But she knew people died here in Ponyville, that this cheeriness was only a façade. Oh she knew that well. Tonight another would be added to that large count of ponies in eternal slumber. Her smirk turned into a devilish grin when she thought of the surprise that would be plastered on that pegasus' normally confident face when she saw her. What soothed Applejack more, however, was the thought of the blood splattered all over the room after her visit. She'd lick her katana and get the taste of sweet, wet revenge. She'd waited patiently for this. Waited for the right, when she'd be having her most joy, so that Applejack could rip it away from her. That would only be but a small taste of the pain she had caused her though.
After this, only a few would be left. But she already knew that she'd never be fully satisfied until she tasted his blood. Only then could she know the true taste of vengeance, everything else was a sample, a knockoff.
She smiled. But that wouldn't make what she was about to do any less sweet. She leaped up onto a ledge of a nearby building quite stealthily. She then crept along more beams, ledges, and walls to sneakily make her way to Ponyville Inn.