The Four Horses of the Apocalypse

Pestilence, War, and Death

The three immortals search the town for hours, hoping they would find their brother Famine. The only places they did not search was the hospital and the church, but night was coming and they had to take shelter.

"We must turn in War," Death tried to stop the mahmoth of a pony, but he would not listen,"Famine is probably somewhere warm with food."

"Not without Famine!" War was looking everywhere.

"When did War start to care?" Death whispered

"I'm not sure, but with the destruction he's causing another battalion might arrive with more soldiers and we might fail in the mission." Pestilence answered

"Your right, but what are we gonna do to stop him?" Death asked, he really didn't want to massacre any mortals till the job was done.

"Mistress Pestilence had theses potions, that while unaffected by mortals, can turn any immortal look like a mortal." Pestilence pulled out a hand full of vials marked 'Mortal Disguise'.

Mistress Pestilence was know to have infinite amount of any vial or potion, but no one knew how she gets them not even her master could figure out how it was done.

"I remember, Master Death lured some mortals out of hiding and executed them once they stepped out." Death called to War, "You hear that War, we have a plan to find Famine!"

Those were his last word before War came rushing in and...hugged him?

Yes War, the brute of the team was hugging Death.

"W-War are you ok?" Though he didn't have lungs Death felt like he couldn't breath," You can stop now,you might break my ne-"

*CRACK*

Deaths skull fell of his neck, his head began to roll but Pestilence stopped it before it went far.

"Well that might be a problem in the future, let's take these potions, head to the center of town, gain their trust, and find a way to destroy this planet." Death fixed his head and grabbed a vial, the others did the same.

And they drank it.

Pestilence was the first to change nothing surprising happened, her bone revealing parts grew flesh then fur, then she received a drawing on her flank. War was next and nothing happened again expect his mane and tail stopped burning, he too received a mark on his flanks.

Death was the last to change for he had nothing but bones, so the process took longer. Muscle and flesh begand to grow, then skin, next fur. His fur was black as his bones, and his eyes were crimson red. Just like the others he a mark grew on his flank.

"What are these markings?"

"I don't know why but I feel...bounded to it."

"I have a melting skull for a mark, it looks so cute!"

"But what are they?"

"You don't know what a cuties mark is?" asked a high pitch voice

"No we don't and who and where are you?" Death asked with his scythe raised in the air, pointing at the non-existent

"I'll tell you what it is and I'm Pinkie Pie." The pink pony burst behind Death and when he turned around she blooped him on the nose.

"Great."

"..."

"..."

*Blink*

"So are you going to tell us what these markings are or what?" Death was getting annoyed. He was always a calm equine, but something about her made him feel rather ticked off.

"When the writer changes the scene."

"What are you talki-

Famine - 1 day later - Night

It has been a day, and his plan was coming along greatly. Though yesterday he was confined to his bed, his abilities were still functioning. Nobody knew what was napping but when they would go through the hall where Famine is foods and plants seem to die.

"Finally every thing is ready." Famine whispered to himself,"Now let the fun begin!"

He pulled a switch.

All of the hospital lights in the went off. They came back on, but flickered as if it was abandoned, ponies were screaming by the sudden change of scenery. Famine walk from the power box to a ER and grabbed a scaple, a bonesaw, and what resembles a knife.

"This hospital is so messed up its just asking for this." He equipped the tools," I mean really, The power box is next to the indoor pool, they use what looks like a kitchen knife for surgery, AND THEY HAVE A FREAKIN' POOL! Granted the pool has nothing to do with is, I'm running out of excuses, and I've been talking to myself for this long proving I might be insane. I have to say, I think I'm ready. Let do this."

Famine's first stop in his spree was the lovely nurse, Ms. Patches.

"Hello nurse, isn't it a lovely day?" Famine looked down at the nurse, for she fell when the lights went out.

"W-what are you talking about? Did you do this?" Nurse Patches ended getting mad, creepy lights just to scare her? Too bad it wasn't for that, "Your gonna get it you- wait, y-your supposed t-to be dead. I-impossible, you had no food all of yesterday and it looked as though you haven't eaten for years! How are you alive!?"

"Miss Patches let me tell you a secret," The lights went out, when they came back on he was in her face,"I can't die. I'm immortal, look!"

He cut his throat, but no blood spilled out. He began to cut and stab at fatal spots on his body, but as before nothing happened. Organs that should have fell out, blood that should have been spilled did not fall nor spill.

Nurse Patches was gonna scream, but the lights went off and on again, leaving no trace of the maniac. She looked around, but to no avail, Famine wasn't spotted until...

The lights went out again and when they went back on Patches found Famine in front of her grinning wide*, blood everywhere, the patient she was "caring for" gone. She screamed but nothing came out, then she felt a pain. She looked down to see that she was ripped open, the blood on the walls was her's.

"Farewell Miss Patches, your hereby sentenced for a soul collecting, you have sinned and therefor will be punished. Again, farewell Miss Patches." The lights began to flicker slightly faster, showing Famine walk out as if someone was blinking.

Miss Patches closed her eyes, she knew this was coming. She knew she would be punished for her cruel behavior, just not like this. Then she realized something.

She was dead the moment the lights went out.