Author's Note: Sup peoples, A little side note; You may know what is to come from last chapter where the mysterious voice said the quote. Right no spoilers but if you know the owner of the quote then you will know what she is very involved with. No obscene scenarios will be described in detail but just be warned of what is to come. So with that, enjoy! Mwueheheheh.
When the door busted open it actually swung around and smacked a stallion, sandwiching him between the wall and the door. Poor guy…but for now I really couldn't care for him because worse was to come. There standing in the door way….Mother of Celestia…well that's who she looked like. She looked almost exactly like Celestia except she had a more gray-ish tint to her. Weird. My eyes almost popped out of my skull. Oh. My. God. It's it's Princess Molestia…wait a second there's more figures coming up behind her. One other character appeared, she stood there, a dark pink coat with an additional crimson color that wasn't natural. Most likely not even hers. Yep I'm talking bout blood, she was caked in it with a malicious grin, straight hair. You know her, you love her, well you may not like her for what she did to Rainbow Dash. The one the only Pinkamena Diane Pie and she looked like she was picking out the frosting for the cupcakes that she was going to make us into. Another figure took Molestia's other side. A bright blue pony, with a blood drenched lab coat, ruffled rainbow hai- Rainbow Dash… from… the Rainbow Factory?
My thoughts raged a war in my head. How what…that was beside the point. They are here and they are ready to party but not the way these ponies party. Their parties included blood, rape, killing, murder, and making baked goods out of other ponies. I was familiar with these three but something told me that there were more. I was sadly correct, one more came in. A pure white pony with scratches on her face, like claw marks, stood beside Pinkamena. Her hair curled just like Rarity's, but this wasn't her. It was Little Miss Rarity. I, being fairly taller than the others, looked behind the gray princess to notice a force of ponies in black suits (how many? I don't know), with black dyed manes and tails (as far as I could see). What the hell is going on here? Everypony stood in shock. The music had gone still. I bet more of those black suited ponies joined the party outside. No one moved, no one breathed. Till finally the false princess spoke.
"Go on now, have you fun. Just be sure to save me some." She said with a smirk, licking her lips.
What the f*** is going on here?! Before I got my answer the three ponies that stood beside the princess launched into the crowd and blood rained up, legs and heads springing upward. I could only think of one thing. 'Get the Mane six, the two real princesses, kick ass, sleep almost easy. I looked over to Lyra and told her to hide. She happily agreed and headed up stairs. They'd find her for sure but if I was quick enough we could kick the imposter's butts before any of that could happen. My first priority was to get the real princesses I ran with the mosh of ponies who had the same idea of getting outside as soon as possible. I stumbled outside, almost losing my footing thanks to all the others. I looked around frantically, up in the DJ booth there was no one but a few dead black suited ponies with records lodged in their skulls and necks. Vinyl Scratch 1, Black suit ponies zip.
I looked back to the dance floor which was coated in blood. Ha, Blood on the Dance Floor. Wait…did I just laugh at dead ponies. What the f*** man?! Sorry! I just you know BOTDF? Shut up dude that's not cool. Fine- oh…sorry arguing with myself. Well anyway, I looked around more to see that there were a few more black suited ponies but not many. Thankfully most of the party goers have escaped home to board up their houses. I hope, any who, I finally found the two sisters, they were surrounded by a few of the suits (for now the ponies in black suits are called the 'suits' clever huh?). Maybe about two or three, they were having a friendly little starring, glaring contest and I was gonna cheat :3. With Luna and Celestia back to back or flank whaterver. I set myself up for a dash, I ran head on directly toward a suit, jumped into the air screaming;
"Belly Flop mothaf**ka!" The phrase almost made all three of the suits look up as I smacked onto the back of one of the suits, and immediately his legs gave out, while I start beating on him roughly. I was never really trained in fighting but I thought 'how hard could it be?' 'Just hit anything that's soft and vulnerable, right?' It did kind of work, the suit lied there unconscious. Woah, I just beat up a dude…or pony…whatever. That thought kind of distracted me from the two suits coming after me. I brought my head up in just enough time to see the two that surrounded the princesses were now coming after me.
That was a bad idea because both princesses' horns started to glow and bolts shot directly at the back of the suits, making them drop limp. I shielded my eyes on instinct because you know; someone is coming after you, you wanna cover the soft spots. I uncovered my eyes to see the two suits on the ground, completely still. Ouch, what a way to go, shot to the back. I ran up to the both princesses, thanked them, and I gave my information that I got from all of this. They nodded and we agreed to find Twilight and her real friends.
I did a double check, looking around only finding bodies, none living. The count was low, and thankfully most were suits. Though I fear that the number of innocents facing death was still climbing inside. I got an idea and checked the coat pockets of the 3 suits lying beside me.
"No…no…no dang it…oh! Aha! Here we go." I said, ecstatic, picking up what seemed like a small baton. I pressed the small button on the handle thinking it was a tazer, but nothing happened. Great, busted, but upon further investigation that small 'button' was just a nut holding it together. I gave myself a much needed face-palm but I was still pretty happy. I have a very hurtful object to use. Sure it's not that great but hey. It's something. I gave it a few test swings and got a feel for it.
"Ok, enough fooling around. Let's go kick some imposter a**!" I said gripping the baton, and both princesses stood in a readied stance. I ran to the back door and took cover beside it, while Celestia circled around the side and Luna took to the air. I watched them both until they disappeared out of sight. I particularly watched Luna for she turned into nothing but a purple, sparkling mist. That made me think a second, but I shoved the thought to the back of my head because I had more important matters to attend to.
With a deep breath I peeked inside, and what I saw would drive a guy to the edge and over. The room that was once a live, thumping, room of fun was now turned into that of a sugary torture chamber. Ponies strung up by ropes attached to the walls, or even by their intestines others just ripped to shreds, lying on the floor…oh I was getting sick. No. I was getting mad. I may not have known those ponies personally but they were still my friends, and like hell if you hurt my friends. I cooled myself a tiny bit knowing that if I ran in there I'd be dead (or worse in seconds). After a breath or two I snuck in letting the door close slowly. Some of those that were hung up and still alive had enough energy to look over. Some tried to seek my help but could only manage a moan. I snuck by them, motioning them to be silent, I whispered that I'd come back for them. I stopped at one ponies gasp that faintly said "Ki-…Kitchen." That must be where one of them is. I turned, looking into the eyes of the green mane colored mare before her head dropped. I whispered thank you to her and turned for the kitchen. That was it. That was the final straw. F*** stealth, I stormed into the kitchen to be greeted to the fun killing, the one who kills for fun, the cupcake maker; Pinkamena Diane Pie.