Warning, this is a grimdark! it's a story involving death, torture, vivisection, mob mentallity and so much more unpleasent themes so if your not into that I sugest going to one of my other fics. P.S I will be including a ship, not many like it but it's my favorate.

Green Eyes in the Night

Chapter 1; Dark Feast

Applejack groaned as she sat up in bed. 'Sweet Celestia I hate waking up stiff.' she thought darkly as she walked down stairs. Not bothering to even glance at the mirror, she wasn't one to really care about her looks anyway.

Walking into the kitchen Applejack heard the peppy scream of her sister. "Big sis, you're finally awake!" Applebloom chirped, Applejack reguarded her sister with an odd mix of amusment and dissinterest. "Another one of the pigs got attaked last night. Do... do you think the timber wolves are back again?" She asked.

Applejack's back leg twitched slightly, drawing the attention of the large red stallion. "That the leg they got you at last month?" Big Mac asked, AJ nodded. Big Mac glanced at it for a moment; no swelling, no redness, no discoloration.

"Do I check out?" she asked sarcasticly, Mac ignored her.

"Eeyup."

The three walking into the kitchen where their breakfast was waiting for them. Granny Smith gently set down the plates of freash and delectable apple pancakes. "How'd y'all sleep last night young'un?" She asked. "Ah slept great!" Applbloom sang with Mac noding stoicly adding only a "Eeyup." Applejack's eyes were traied on her pancakes for a few moments, watching as the apples on top still sizzled on them.

"Applejack?" Granny asked, snapping Applejack out of her trance, "Huh? Oh ya, no. I didn't really catch to much sleep." She said as she puched her plate away, "I ain't really hungry right now. I think I'll just head on into town, Twilight needed to me me anyhow." On her way out Applejack walked by the pin, and raised her eyebrow at the desicated mess before her that had at one time been one of their best pigs.

Applebloom sighed as she turned back to her big brother, "Big Mac, you think she's ok? " she asked, Big Mac nodded with an, "Eeyup." Applebloom shook her head as she turned back to her meal, "I don't know, she just ain't been the same sense she got attack by thoughs darn wolves. She don't eat, bearly sleeps. I... I'm scared she might..."

"Don't think so little of your sister Bloom," Mac said, softly training his eyes on the little filly, "She's a grown mare and knows how to take care of her self. Besides, we both know that she's far to hardheaded to listen to us." That last thing he said with a small smile. Mac finished his meal and got up, trotting over to the door, "You go an' get ready for school, I'll go and bury Wilbur." The walk was short and the mess was everywhere, but there was no body. 'They musta come back for the rest,' he thought darkly.

In town many of the ponies were on edge. For some odd reason scraches, roars and the occasional dead animal were found across the town. In the castle of friendship Twilight was running around the library gathering everything she could on anything that could be causing this. Spike was doing all that he could to help her but even with his recent growth spurt he was having issues keeping up with Twilight.

"Twilight you need to calm down," Spike said as he did his best to find a place for his feet, and now that he used all four, it was all the harder. Twilight contenued to run all around without even acknowledging his presents. "Seriously Twi, You're going to hurt yourself if you don't." He tried again, only to once again be ignored.

Before Spike could try for strike three the doors to the main library opened and Applejack walked in. "Howdy Spike," she said calmly, her voice almost... Sultry. For the last month or so she had been very direct with others, less genle in her aproach to things and more confrontational. "Is Twilight around?" Blinking slowly as he tried to snap out of his musings he thumbed behind him at the still spazzing alicorn. "Thank you kindly." she said as she walked by, her tail gently flicking his nose.

Shaking his head to clear it, Spike turned to the two and stuttered out, "U-uh, I-If you d-don't need m-me anymore... I-I'll just get out of your mane." Spike slowly backed up carfully, right into the door. "Oh uh... heh... I'll just..." and with that Spike quickly turned and ran.

Applejack smerked, 'So cute,' she thought as she walked towards Twilight. After thirty more seconds of spazzing she finally had enough, "Oh, would you shut the hell up." That... That stopped her real fast.

As Spike walked the streets of ponyvile he couldn't help but notice the weary glances and out right glares of many of the ponies around town. Several ponies around town had turned on him, being a preditar and all; and the fact that he had grown a head taller than the other ponys didn't help, but Spike still held his head high and never let it get to him. So long as Spike had his friends and Twilight, he could care less about the flip flop ponies in ponyvile.

"Ugh! For the last time, I want a crimson dress with green amythists!" And speaking of posh, flip flop ponies, walking up to carasel boutique Spike could already hear the rusty nails on a chalkboard voice of one Spoiled Rich. Unlike her daughter, Spoiled didn't have a change for the better, if anything she managed to somehow get worse. Spoiled often told off or talked down to anyone she happened across.

Spoiled growled as she threw down the dress design Rarity had just finished. Spike's ear fins flattened against his head as he walked into the shop. Rarity picked up the sketch, "But Mrs. Rich please... Crimson and green simply do not compliment one another, nor would they for your coat and ma-"

"I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR REDICULUS OPINION! YOU ARE A SIMSTRISS AND YOU WILL MAKE WHAT EVER I TELL YOU!" Spoiled screamed, turning slightly red. Rarity looked ready to burst into tears and Spike had had just about enough.

Putting on a fake smile Spike walked up to the two. "Hey Rarity, are you hungry? I know it's getting to be your lunch time and I was thinking of taking you out." Spike chose to ignore the almost sikened look on Rarity's face in favor of the enraged look on Spoiled's.

"Excuse me," Spoiled growled, "can you not see I was having an important conversation?" Spoiled glared at the young dragon.

Spike smirked, "Of course I can. I made sure to wait for you to start talking so I'd know I wasn't interupting anything interesting or important." Spike was doing all that he could to not laugh, he could actually feel the heat from Spoiled rich's face.

In the intense malstrom of Spoiled ranting at Spike and Spike calmly making smug and snarky comebacks, Rarity was livid. How dare that horrid beast say such a thing. Sure Spiled Rich had no right to yell at her but as a client, and such a well paying one at that, Spike had not right what so ever in saying such things to her.

"Well I never!" Spoiled huffed as she turned towards the door and began to storm out. "If this is the company that you keep, then I shall take my buissiness else where!"

"Good, find someone else's quality work to pawn when Filthy Rich divorces you." Spoiled stopped on a dime as Rarity gasped.

"What was that?" she hiss, as she glared daggers at him.

The ever present smirk on Spike's face dissappeared as he spoke, eyes locked on her's, "You heard me, even a blind pony could see that you're pushing your limits with Rich. You keep going around town being a total bitch and burning as many bridges as you can, it's only a matter of time before he realizes that he can do far, FAR better."

The look on Spoiled's face was priceless, so much so that Spike failed to notice Rarity's. "You... YOU... GAH!" With nothing else she could say she stormed out.

Spike was proud of himself that he could defend Rarity. Though his crush on her, one that for a long time he believed to be true love, had faded in the passed years his affection for the prim and proper unicorn had not, though they were more friendship than anything else. Unfortunately the same could not be said for Rarity.

In the years that had passed Rarity had been able to feel as his fealing for her faded, and while she had never returned his affections she was still upset at the loss, just not for the reasons one might think. Good help was hard to find and great help was expencive, Spike had been both. No pony could figure out and run with her organized chaos better then him. He was the perfect assistant and never asked for anything due to his love for her.

However as Spike had lost his feelings for her so to had she his aid. He still helped her on occasion but as he grew and found his own interests he found less and less time for her. She knew it was petty of her but she found this irritating. How dare he leave her side, who did he think he was.

"Spike! How dare you speak to a customer in such a way!" Rarity roared.

Spike's earfins raised in suprise, "Huh? Rarity what are you talking about?" Spike was confused, why was she so mad? "I get why you'd want me to be polite to actual customers, but that was Spioled Rich. She's the worst pony in town."

The irritated look on Rarity's face deepened, "Your opinion means little to me or my Buissness at the moment Spike." Rarity took a little pride in the hurt look on his face though outwardly didn't change. "Just because you do not like somepony does not mean you have the right to be rude to them, especially in my boutique."

Spike scowled at this, "Rarity, she has no respect for you, for anypony!" Placing a claw on his head Spike gently massaged his temple, "Look, I'm sorry if i upset you but I will not apologize for speaking the truth. She's not worth your time and energy."

"That is not your decision to make." Rarity spat as she opened the door with magic, "Leave Spike, you are no longer welcome in my home. Now get out of my sight." Spike's eyes widened before he turned stone faced. He held his head high as he walked out her door, she may have hurt him but he still had his pride.

"Honestly," Rarity said to herself, though loud enough for Spike to hear, "I have no idea why Twilight would keep such an unruley pet." Spike hesitated for just a moment before he continued, but that was more than enough. Rarity smiled darkly as she enjoyed the misery she caused in Spike.

As Spike walked he kept his eyes closed, doing all that he could to not see the ponies around him. He didn't want them to see the pain in his eyes. The feeling of a pressense before him that wasn't moving caused him to stop and look up, it was Applejack. "Oh uh... hey Applejack. I was just-" the feeling of her forelegs wrapping around him stopped him.

"Let it out Sugarcube."

Spike didn't move for a long time, every muscle in his body locking as he focused on holding back the dame. "I'm fine AJ, really," he lied, she didn't respond. "Really, I'm great..." he said as he buried his face into her fur, "...fan-fantastic..." her hooves tightened, "I... I-I..." With that last failed attempt at holding back the flood gates burst and he let loose all the pain and heart break from Rarity.

Applejack said nothing as she held Spike. There was nothing to say. After an hour of crying, Spike was finally calm enough to walk, "Thanks AJ," he said as she walked him back to the castle, "I don't know what I'd do without you." Spike puncuated this with a kiss on her cheek. Spike walked into the castle before he could see the blush that engulfed her face. A sadisfied smile crossed her face as she turned and began walking away.

Later that night, at the edge of ponyville sat the Rich mansion. In the mansion sat Filthy Rich and his wife. "You can't keep doing this Spoiled." he growled, very thankful he had the forsight to send his daughter to bed before this. "You have almost the entire town against you and By extention ME and Diamond."

"Is that all you care about?" She sneered, "You care so much about the way the town thinks of you that you'd let them walk all over your loving wife?!"

"Loving my flank!" Rich snapped, "You haven't been 'loving' in years! And don't try and pull that reputation crap at me, you know damn well that I wouldn't give a flying pheonix feather about what the town would think if I thought they were wrong."

Spoiled glaired at Rich, "You are supposted to suport me in all that I do, you're my husband."

"I've been suporting you for years," Rich said with an air of finallity, "and I've had my fill of it." At the confused look in her eyes he elaborated. "I was there at the boutique spoiled, I saw not only what you did to Spike, but what Rarity did." He leaned forward, eyes darkening, "I like Spike, he and I have been friends for quiet some time."

"You only heard one side!" Spoiled exclamed, "You didn't hear what he said to me! such awful, spitful things."

"Oh I heard alright, but that's far from the end of it," Rich got up from the chair he had been sitting on and circled Spoiled, "Granny Smith has been telling me of how you seem to fine her apples of low quality, and the cake's bakery;, if what Mr. Cake said is to be believed, seems to be infested with pests."

"I..."

Rich cut her off before she could say anything on her own defence, not that there was one, "No Spoiled, I'm done. Done with the damage control, done with trying to convence others that you aren't so bad... but most of all I'm done trying to prove it to myself. I have already filed for divorice."

Spoiled's eyes widened for a moment before she smiled, "That's fine Filthy, I'll just take what's mine and go. I can live quiet well on half an empire." Her mood shifted dramatically when she saw the look in her future ex-husband's face.

"Just what are you talking about Spoiled?" Rich asked a small smirk on his face, though she could tell he wasn't really happy about it, "Don't you remember the prenup you signed?" The horrified look on her face told it all, "Right, of course you don't. Before you and I got married I had you sign a prenup to ensure that it was really me you loved."

The gears in her head started turning as she recalled the paper, and the little insurance she had written in. "Fine then just discard us like trash, I'm sure we can get along just fine."

"'Us?'" Rich asked confused.

"That's right, Diamond Tiara and I."

"I never said anything about my little girl!" Rich roared in rage, there was no way in all of Tartarus that he was going to let anyone take his prectous little princess away from him. "Not once in my life did I EVER say that I no longer wanted Diamond Tiara in my life! And if you think for even one second-"

"Oh but you did." Spoiled laughed as she began circling him like a shark, "You aren't the only one who can plan ahead. You see, when you gave me the prenup paper work I added a little addendum. In the event of a divorce, I gane soul custody of any foals you an I had."

"Like hell..." Rich growled, "What court in all of Equstria would give cusody to a mother such as you?! One who encouraged her child to torment others!"

The dark smirk never left her face as she said, "Oh sweetheart, my parenting has nothing to do with it. You signed the contract, so whether you like it or not if I go, she comes with me." Rich opened his mouth as he tried to say something but it cought in his throat before he could get it out. Spoiled smiled in trimuth, "Well now, now that that is settled I think I'll just go out for a little walk. Don't wait up for me Sweetheart, I might be a while." Rich's head dropped as Spoiled's raised.

As she walked off, Spoiled took a sadistic in the4 broken look in Fithy's eyes. 'Well I finally had to play my trump card but oh well,' she thought, 'I got my point across. though I have to say I am suprised that that had worked so well. I really thought that he would have put up more of a fight than that. Diamond must mean more to him than I thought.'

Spoiled stopped dead in her track as she saw a figure standing in the mist. She couldn't see who it was, hell she couldn't even see what it was. The figure was quadripedle but very oddly shaped, obviously not a pony. The only thing she could see clearly was Bright green eyes, pupils slite and narrow wile also a yellow green color.

Sweat rolled down Spoiled's forehead, though she remained stone cold with a sneer. "What are you looking at you deformed freak?!" The figure said nothing as it walked forward slowly. "B-back away from me!" It advanced still, "I said stay away! If you take even one more step towards me I'll scream!"

All time froze as another feature of the creature became aparent, large and extremely sharp fangs. Before she even had a chance to follow threw the creature was apon her.