When an Alternate Mane Six Breaks the Fourth Wall. . .

I yawn and sit up in my bed.

'Saturday. The day of relaxation and no school.' I think, grinning.

I turn to my bedside alarm clock and read the time.

6:66

Not what I wanted to see on a Saturday, as I am an avid believer of anything that seems supernatural and similar things. I give my alarm clock a solid thump, and the time changes.

9:28

"Much better," I mumble to myself. I heave myself out of bed and trudge lethargically to my laptop. I flip open the lid and turn my 'baby' on.

She hums quietly, and the screen lights up to last night’s 'escapades'. I quickly close out and open a new internet page.

I autonomously type in FiMfiction.net to see if any of my faved stories have been updated.

Absolutely nothing in the relation to new chapters. I return to my user page and check if there are any new comments on it.

A freakishly unusual message is on my page.

It reads: 'we know what you want to do deep down inside. We have chosen you for that quality. We shall meet soon.

From, The AMS.'

It is an anonymous message, which I knew was impossible on FiMfiction, and the message itself was just as unsettling.

"And who are the AMS," I asked myself aloud.

Before another thing can leave my lips, my computer shuts down. I gasp in shock and mash on the power button. Not even the battery light flashes. I get underneath my computer desk and check my power source; it is in perfect shape.

I get back up and remember that my battery was also on full charge.

"Creepy," I mutter.

Spontaneously, my computer returns to the state in which it was in before the shutdown, but I notice the comment has disappeared. Not even a 'comment deleted' message was left behind.

I go to shut down my laptop, as I hoped I was done dealing with all this creepy shit. I shrug and turn on my TV, catching some cartoons before an episode of the second season of MLP airs.

The theme song of MLP: FiM is still the best song I have heard in my life. As the song reaches an end, and the image of the mane six and spike appears, something changes.

And not in a good way.

First thing I notice is the fact that all the ponies are becoming anthro ponies.

Then the negative changes take effect.

Rarity smiles lightly, looking directly into my eyes, even as I move my head side to side. Her smile, as I note randomly, has two protrusions going down parallel to each other over her lower lip, almost like two fangs. Her irises are more shiny than I thought possible.

Pinkie Pie's mane is deflated, and she holds a stubby little blade in one of her newly formed hands. The blade is dripping and covered in red. Her eyes have a crazed look in them, like some sort of psychotic murderer.

Fluttershy is very similar to pinkie, except for the fact that Fluttershy's eyes are more calculating, and less crazed/murderous. She holds a small scalpel, also dripping with red.

Applejack scares me the most of all. Her mane and tail look dirty and unkempt. Some patches of her fur are missing, revealing dirty, seemingly rotten skin underneath.

Rainbow Dash somehow does the opposite of the rest of the mane six. Her bust seems to be much larger than the others, and her lips are stuck in a small, sexy pout. Her tail somehow has a small form on the end, similar to a small spade, or maybe a heart. I don’t honestly know.

Twilight’s fur changes to a shiny, smooth, black sheen. Her eyes lack pupils and whites, but her irises (which are her whole eyes now) turn sky blue. She has four fangs, two from the upper jaw and two from the lower jaw. Her legs have a few sporadic holes in them, as do her mane and arms.

The new appearances of the mane six leer at me for a minute. I just sit there, frozen in place.

Then they suddenly reach towards the TV as if to grab me. I cringe, forgetting they are in the TV and I am not.

My cringe goes unnoticed as the Mane Six's arms slide through the TV screen, followed by their torsos. Their arms seem to stretch, and I feel five sets of hands grab a limb, two hands per limb. Another pair of hands grabs my torso, and I am pulled into the TV screen.

I hear screaming, and realize it is my own. I quickly close my mouth and allow myself to be pulled into my TV as if it was a Portal from the 'Portal' games.

Then everything goes black.

I wake up with a bright light glaring straight at my face. I groan and try to shield my eyes, but my arms are tied, and the same is said for my legs. I am sitting in a chair, tied to the chair I am sitting in.

"He’s awake. Let’s acquaint ourselves with him, okay, every pony. And rarity. . ." Applejack's voice says.

"Yes, darling?" Rarity's voice says, sounding almost singsong.

"Don’t bite him again" Applejack replies, deadpanning.

'So that why my neck felt damp, yet also kind of crusty.' I think blearily.

"Well I had to keep you from biting him, dear. You almost went feral for the second time this week." Rarity replied matter-of-factly. I whimper and cringe silently.

"We could just kill him now," depressed Pinkie voice said. "But then he couldn’t help us."

"Why would you want to kill such a handsome specimen, Pinkamena?" a sultry voice says. I could loosely associate that voice with Rainbow Dash. The question was followed up with a sultry chuckle.

I frown.

"Look at that, he's frowning. We should at least move the light so he can see his surroundings," Fluttershy voice said. The arguing ponies went silent, and I heard Rarity gasp in surprise.

"Fine, but don’t blame me if he doesn’t like what he sees, Fluttershy." Twilight's voice rings out of the silence.

The light is moved enough so I can see the room if I look around, but I am technically blind, as my eyes had adjusted to the bright light in my face, compared to what looks like pitch-blackness surrounding me.

As my eyes slowly adjust, I see six forms standing in front of me. Two have wings that are tucked in. two have wicked-looking horns sharp as needles at the tip. All six have ears on the tops of their heads. All six look humanoid. One set of ocean blue eyes glowed from the darkness, staring at what I guessed was the dried blood on my neck. Other than that, I could currently make out nothing else.