Hard Earned Trust

“He he hee!” Frosted Glass squealed as he let the blood drip down his face into his mouth. He had just murdered a younger earth pony, and he stood goring her body with his horn and letting the blood run into his mouth. His unicorn partner was about 15 feet away slicing up the pony’s husband. He had a blue coat, but it had taken on a slight purple, but mostly red from all the blood that now soaked it. His name was Midnight Storm, and his specialty was carving. While Frosted Glass liked to gore his victims to death, Storm found his pleasure in carving them up.

"We should go!" Storm called out. "Somepony could show up soon! Wouldn't want that."

"Fine! Just one more," Glass replied, and gored the earth pony one last time, savoring the blood that it brought.

These two unicorns had a unique way of killing. First they silenced the area around the target's home, then they just did as they pleased. Nopony ever put up much resistance.

Frosted Glass's favorite part was invading their minds just as he killed them. He was always overjoyed at the sight of somepony having a mental breakdown as they died. Their mental forms would warp and change as they writhed in pain; and he made sure to destroy whatever fragment remained. Then, it would fade away, leaving completely when the body ran cold.

This was their second massacre. The first had been on some candy makers. The child returned home after they had left. Frosted wished he could have seen the look on her little face.

This last couple seemed to work for the city as repair ponies or something. It was Storm's idea to target those who had a mini celebrity status in their town.

In fact, the next town over seemed to have a very unique pony in its midst...