Author's note: Hello everyone, I hope you are enjoying the story so far, I don't have a set time that I post new stories I just post whenever I get them done. Just understand I try to update them whenever I can but I'm dealing with school and work at the moment so with that; thank you and enjoy.
Whiteheart and I both stood at the bottom of the staircase. Even though it led upward it looked as if it were the stairway to Hell. The walls had a very common addition to them. Blood, it always has to be blood. Though that wasn't all, there were a few scratches along the wall it was just a few here and there but enough to perk anyone's curiosity. I turned to Whiteheart to see what he thought but his eyes were fixed on the scratches on the walls. Bad memories? I don't know but I did give him a little shake to snap him out of his trance.
"Hey, are you alright?" I asked as he jumped a little, getting pulled back to the world we're in.
"Huh? Yes…Yes I'm fine." He said being really short with me.
"Ok, just making sure. So, how do you propose we tackle this situation?" I asked, gazing up the stairway.
"Well, I guess we could just walk up there." He said.
"Right right, that is an option." I said, not seeing many other options so I took lead but I stopped, ran back to the kitchen. I ran over to Pinkie Pie, the real one, and untied her. Before I could get all of her bindings she threw her hooves around me, hugging me.
"Tahnkyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" She said, jumbling her words together before I stopped her.
"Listen ok? Go try to find the others, or one of the princesses." I said untying any bindings left on her. She saluted and gave me an "Okie dokie lokie" (I don't know if I spelled that right, oh well you know what I mean). She bounced away, right out the door. I had to remind myself once again "Never question Pinkie Pie". On my way back I grabbed my jacket and ran back to Whiteheart who gave me a kind of look that said; "Really?"
"What? I'd feel bad if I left it. Also I might of accidently left Pinkie tied up, but freed her." I said defensively. He just kept giving me the same look.
"Fine, fine, let's just go please?" I said making my way up, and Prince was right behind me. Like, right behind me. I don't blame him, what was once a place that housed fun and laughter was now transformed into Creepy Pasta's Playhouse.
We finally made it up the stairs that wouldn't shut up! Creakin and crackin here and there. So much for a sneaky approach. Though halfway up I started hearing music, I knew Prince heard it too because he looked a bit confused. When we got to the top the sound was a little more clear. I knew this song, it was "Let's get it on" by Marvin Gaye. What da hell…I stepped up beside a cracked door that seemed to hold darkness behind it, except for a few flickering light sources. I'm guessing they were probably candles. I peeked in and snapped my head back, my face igniting, blushing extremely.
"What?" Prince asked as he stepped forward, wanting to snag a peek before I pushed him to the wall beside me.
"No, no no no no nonononono. Hell to the no." I said, looking straight ahead. My eyes wide.
"Ow, what was that for?" He asked, struggling to get free, and I just stood there shaking my head. You want to know what I saw in there? I saw things that would turn boys into men and make them cower in fear in a corner from such a quick, wicked transition. What I really saw you ask? I warn you, it was not pretty what so ever. I saw the last two that were here that I knew about. Little Miss Rarity and Princess Molestia. What were they doing you ask? Go look up those two, then you tell me what they were doing because I sure as hell was not going to explain it. Let's just say that I felt very very sorry for a poor stallion that was tied up. Who was he? I don't know. Though he screamed like a girl, which just made me feel even worse for him. The feels man, the feels.
"I have a plan; if we can lure one of them out here, take 'em by surprise, then that leaves one vs. two. Does that sound like a plan?" I asked, turning to Prince and he just simply nodded. Ok, good. I lightly knocked on the door and here the two speak out in unison "Who is it~". I stopped and thought of the only thing I could.
"Candy gram!" I said from the hallway. I could tell they got a little bit suspicious but I heard hooves trotting up to the door. Show time. As the door began to open I saw that it was Rarity's doppelganger. She looked just like her other self except this one had scratches running up and down her face. Before she could open the door fully I took hold of it and slammed it back right in her face making her fall back with a thump. I hoped that I had hit hard enough just so I could knock her out, and I did. I didn't hear any moaning or groaning just the thump and done.
I gave myself a small pat down looking for the knife that I brought with me. I found it tucked in my vest a little bit. I know right? Safest place to put very long, sharp knives. In just enough time the princess poked her head out and looked directly at us. Leaving us in a most awkward stare down. I decided to break the silence.
"Sup?" I said.
"Hello handsome." She said, smirking. Without thinking I instinctively reached for the door and pulled the same trick I used for her little friend. I pulled it, catching her head in between the door and the doorframe. I wish it had the same effect, but this just pissed her off. As the door slowly swung open more she grabbed me by the collar and dragged me into the room. I gratefully got a better view of the room (sarcasm at its finest). Bodies littered the floor while others were strung up in weird, machines of pain and pleasure for some of them. I shivered thinking "Oh God what if I'm strapped into one of those machines?" crap. I turned to one of the bodies on that ground that soon started to shake a little bit. Ew, that's creepy. No that's not creepy, what was really creepy was when it stood straight up.
"whoa whoa whoa! Look! Do you see that?!" I exclaimed. She flipped her head around and shrieked dropping me to the ground. More and more rose from the dead to the land of the living. Awesome, was gonna get raped but now I'm going to get munched on bye zombie ponies. What a way to go. Though I was dropped, Molestia kept backing up towards the window, blasting a few bolts here and there at any zombie that came near. It was too late though, she was subdued by the force of the undead. However, none came for me. I looked back to see Prince with his horn glowing bright but dying down low.
"Like that little move?" He asked, letting a small smirk spread across his face. His mane and tail changed again. They were now a red color. Oh right, now he's pissed off. Molestia struggled to get free, but the zombies were fairly strong. I saw her horn begin to charge up and with that a lightning bolt shot out towards Prince.
"Oh no you don't!" I exclaimed jumping in front of the bolt. It struck my chest as I fell to the ground. I started convulsing for a few minutes but…I was able to stop myself. Wait, um, isn't this supposed to hurt? I sat up and looked at my chest. That was supposed to hurt like hell! It tickled! I started laughing uncontrollably. The princess and Prince both looked at me confused. Molestia finally understood what was up.
"Oh crap…it's going already. Well, ta-ta for now cuties. We'll see you soon." She said as she lit her horn up once again and both Molestia and Little Rarity were gone. All of the machines; gone. The zombies stayed, dropping to the ground limp. I stood back up, looking to Prince who looked exhausted, and his horn had stopped glowing.
"So, that means I owe you twice huh?" I said, chuckling away the nightmare that seemed to have ended for now. After standing up things started to hurt more, the cuts and bruises ached and I lost a decent amount of blood, but not too much to worry about. Prince looked as if he was going to keel over. I lifted him up, practically giving him a piggy-back ride. His hair turned back to the greyish white. He cooled down again, and soon he was snoring. He had the right idea, but I had to make sure the coast was clear. I walked out of the room hearing moans and groans, "the guards will take care of them. As I shuffled down the hall thoughts became foggier, fading. I almost passed out if it wasn't for the soft noise emitting from the hallway closet.
I opened the door only to be smacked with a coat hanger. Annoyed I simply opened my eyes to see Lyra holding onto the hanger for dear life until she realized it was me. She squealed and hugged me tight.
"I thought I was the only one left!" She said almost in tears.
"Ya can't kill me too easily." I said chuckling. "Now please, can we leave?"
"With pleasure." I heard the voice right behind me. I guess I accidently woke Prince. Oops. We made our way downstairs, passing ponies that were groaning and rubbing any parts that were used to be strung up. Well at least they're ok. Shuffling with Prince on my back and Lyra to my side, what a team haha.
Finally, there stood the exit to possibly the best party, but worst night ever. I opened the door to be greeted by many familiar faces, the good kind.