Pinkie Pie was wandering through Ponyville; but something was amiss... there were no ponies around! Except for one pony in particular: herself! Pinkie Pie stared at herself in the distance. Eventually, she walked curiously towards the clone, and began to talk to her, to no avail. Instead, the duplicate's hair fell straight and disappeared into a shadow on the ground. Pinkie, horrified, made her way to Sugar cube Corner.

When she arrived, what she saw was mortifying. It was Mr. Cake; slicing up another Pinkie Pie doppelganger. Mr. Cake's eyes were milky white as he was chopping and slicing, ever so slowly through her flesh.

The true Pinkie watched in disgust and screamed "Stop! mr. Cake you can't do this!"

But he paid her no mind, and continued mutilating the poor pink pony. After staring for what seemed like an hour, Pinkie charged him! However, the longer she charged, the further away she became, until she fell into another pit. Screaming, she plummeted to certain death.

Pinkie Pie awoke, sweating and crying from the violent nightmare she had just witnessed. She attempted to stand, but could only muster enough strength to stumble out of bed and onto the floor. She attempted to stand again, but was much too weak, for she had already expended most of her energy in her first attempt.

Suddenly, a familiar voice beckoned, "Pinkie Pie!"

"That's Twilight", Pinkie thought. Unable to vocalize a complete sentence, she croaked "Come!", as loudly as she could.

Twilight made her way into the cottage upon barely hearing Pinkie Pie's squeak of a yell. It was wrecked from the rambunctious nature of Pinkie Pie and her many parties.

When Twilight reached Pinkie's room and saw the pathetic nature of the poor pony, she rushed to her side and began asking questions; to which none of them Pinkie was able to provide an answer.

After a while, Twilight realized that Pinkie Pie may have not been able to answer her, and resorted to using her telekinesis to bring her to get some much needed medical attention.

When Pinkie made it outside, the sun burned her skin with its intensity. Pinkie promptly noticed a new wound on her body. She had only realized now because the blood stains nearly matched Pinkie's fur. One of the balloons on her flank was gone, and it looked as if it had been sliced off, for where the balloon used to lay was nothing but exposed muscle. The exposed muscle seared in the unfaltering sunlight, and Pinkie was in agony. By now, she was able to speak.

"My cutie mark!", she cried to Twilight. "One of the balloons is gone! Take me to the doctor, now!"

Twilight rushed her friend to the hospital, and checked her in immediately.

The doctor said this was the strangest case he had ever seen, and that he has never seen a cutie mark removed especially not this precisely while using a knife as apposed to magic or something of the sort. He studied Pinkie's wound and noticed something very strange a tendon had been cut, so that is why she couldn't walk. The doctor said that he would have to send word to Canterlot so a more skilled medical professional can fix her, but for now you have to stay in the hospital.

The first night Pinkie stayed in the hospital was normal enough she had eaten her dinner of carots and apples, and she had drank a few glasses of water throughout the day. So she laid down and decided to rest for the night.

She was laying there in the dark, so she got up and decided to investigate, the wound she had sustained was still burning, but more so now. The closer she got to the sound the more her wound burned. Staggering she dragged herself to the sound and she saw Pinkie Pie being loaded onto a stretching machine and being broken at every joint. Pinkie watched Pinkie Pie writhing in agony and she ran off. Pinkie came across another Pinkie Pie, but this one was strange looking, her hair was straight and she had the words "FUTURE" carved into her chest. Her cutie mark balloons were also taken and replaced with pink fur and flesh to match the rest of her body. The straight haired pinkie walked up to her and said "beware", and then vanished. The walls around Pinkie Pie grew spikes made from sharpened hoof bones and began to close around her. The walls neared her flesh, and she accepted her fate.

Pinkie woke up sweating in her hospital bed, but this time the room was filled with the thick smell of blood, and she noticed the pool to her side and called for a nurse. In moments one was near her side and noticed the hundreds of tiny holes poked into her flesh. The pain was almost unbearable for Pinkie, and she began to cry. The nurse gave her an anesthetic and started stitching her up.

Pinkie woke up a few hours later, stiff with hundreds of stitches holding her wounds shut.

Another doctor came into her room and told her “Hello there, I am doctor Magistrate, and I came from Canterlot to help you,”. Magistrate’s horn began to glow, and a beam of light covered Pinkie Pie. Near instantly all the stitches were gone, and the bandages that had been keeping the blood in her body were gone and replaced with Pinkie’s pink fur and flesh. “Now.” Magistrate said “You will need to stay here one more night and you will be released tomorrow, I have to make my way back to Canterlot to help around there, it is amazing how many ponies get hurt in Canterlot.”.

Pinkie Pie laid there pondering on her previous nightmares and the injuries she had sustained. She had come to a conclusion that something was stalking her in her dreams, but the only ponies she saw were faceless with the exception of mr. Cake, but even his face was blurry through Pinkie’s eyes. She knew her wounds were all too real for they had been treated, but one thing resonated in her mind as she began to fade, the straight haired Pinkie Pie with “FUTURE” bloodily carved into her chest.

Pinkie was laying in her bed, and she saw something the straight haired Pinkie Pie was looming over and said “Do not run from destiny for it will always catch up.”, the straight haired Pinkie then walked out of the room, and took a scalpel with her on the way out. Pinkie Pie rushed after her and saw something horrifying, the straight haired Pinkie was slicing through more faceless ponies, but as Pinkie looked closer they were her friends Twilight, Fluttershy, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Applejack. Pinkie rushed the straight haired Pinkie and was successful, and the straight haired Pinkie whispered in her ear “Today you are reborn a demon, your wounds will teach you many lessons.”

Pinkie woke up violently her hair was straight and felt no pain, but saw that she had no cutie mark. She thought of her dreams and realized what she must do. She must satisfy the hunger for death and murder on the residents of Ponyville. That moment Pinkie Pie left the hospital and made her way home with a sadistic smile upon her face.

Author's Note

Gore is minor not really touched on much. This is the first chapter of hopefully a saga of really strange stories.