A Traveller's Tale

Morning

   The chill midnight winds was calm and quiet in the small town. But the sight of night didn't say what the breeze said. A strange yellow red good emitted from the town, giving a horrible feeling to everyone to saw it even from a small distance. It's was easy to tell it was fire, but the trail the fire was going was going to cause trouble.

   Night Strife was awoken by strange noises, not by any sort of noise he heard of. It seemed like it was the sort of pain and dispair that would remind him of the one time he went to the doctor, which was of course him complaining from shots he was given. But this one was different, it wasn't that the sound was different, or that it was loud enough to reach the whole house, but it was because he heard a group of other voices, male, that sounded like laughter. He started walking down the stairs and stopped when suddenly the loud noises he heard stopped. His curiosity made him walk to the sources of the noise but it wasn't a sight he has ever seen before.

   What he saw wasn't a doctor or a shot, but a group of males, insect-like ponies with dark black coats and a glowing neon violet hair and eyes. They all had wings smilar to a insects wings and black horns with holes just like their arms and legs. They were all around his mother who looked like her soul was taken out of her then turned to see night. When she saw him her eyes were not eyes of horror, but her eyes slowly shrank with worry and her facial expressions were obvious but none bothered to notice.

  One of these insect-like creatures said in a crackly and strange voice, "That was delicious! Wasn't it captain?" he said to the larger of the all. The larger one which night assumed was the captain said in a darker and spine chilling voice, "Yes it was...this mare had so much love to feed all of us, yet still have a bit left. Too bad we can't take anymore, the griffins said we cannot take any prizes with us and wanted to kill everypony and raid every house in this bloody village." He  signaled the whole group they ran out of the house.

   Night ran to his mother as quickly as possible only to find her next to  dozens of their memorable belongings in a small bag. She got up slowly and talked in a weak quiet voice as she handed him the bag, "P-please night d-d-don't cry about me...just t-take y-your sister a-and run away a-as f-fast as you can, please..."

   Night struggled to show his sadness and grabbed the bag. He quickly ran to the front door to check if anyone was outside but before he opened it the door slammed open to reveal two griffins looking like they were filled with bloodlust. Night tried to run away from the new attackers but one of them grabbed his neck with one of his claws making sure he couldn't escape. "We got two more what should we do with them?" The griffin said with a voice full of pride. Another griffin, but this one was with a lightweight armor that none of the others had on, said with a commanding and treacherous voice,"First you have to search the house then we'll do something about these foals."

   Every griffin went off looking for valuables that would aid them in survival, but all they found were a couple weapons and food. "Hey sir we have another one!" One griffin said when he entered the room his mother was in. Every griffin went inside taking night and his sister with them.

   "We searched the whole house captain, it had more weapons than most of these houses. Is this the right time to kill them?" Another griffin said.

   "I guess you all have waited enough, you all just kill them and we will be off to the other house." The captain said walking out the front door.

   Night was frozen in complete fear from these new creatures as they took him to his mother but still was holding his sister like it was for dear life. The griffin which took the young colt in the room put him on a chair tied him up. "Sir what now?" A griffin said.

   "First kill the mother and check what she has." The bigger of the bunch spoke.

   "But sir what about the two chi-"

   "Let them watch. It's easier to get the older one out first before she attacks." The same griffin spoke back at one if the smaller griffin around him.

   "Sir I'm sorry but these are small kids-

   "I don't give a buck if they are kids, i said kill the mother unless you want to die with them" The large griffin said clawing the small griffin's left eye. The young griffin screamed in pain and tried to attack the largest one with his claw, but was too late to notice he already countered by using his claw to slit his throat. The poor griffin started to choke on his own blood and fell to the ground, trying to stop the wound from gushing out his dark, red, crimson blood.

   "Anyone else want to join him?" The griffin spoke out alarming them to pull out their blades and point them at the mare. All started to stab each one of the mother's hooves and hands, while the son watched this happen.

   Night started screaming in saddness and shock, "What are you doing? Stop hurting her! Please stop! She didn't do anything to you! Just please! I'll do anything just stop!" He kept on saying while he was crying rivers of tears while watching this event take place. He closed his sisters ears and covered her eyes when this happened. Stab after stab, the river of tears was getting bigger and his mother was screaming as loud as she could for help but none came. When the griffins finished, all dropped their weapons and just ripped her apart to shreds. From clothes, to skin, to fat, they kept going and threw around the organs in a sloppy fashion.

   When they finished, all you could see was a corpse all mangled barely reconizable to a equine. By this time, night lost his voice from screaming too much and was shaking in fear to what would happen to him and his sister...