Ponyville's Nightmare

by AlphaPinkie

Rating: teen
Tags: Pinkie Pie, Alternate Universe, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark
Length: 3847

Pinkie Pie is having nightmares and has been losing herself.

Pinkie Pie is having nightmares, and sustaining terrible injuries. Will she learn the origin of these dreams and follow her psychotic side or attempt to retain her sanity.

Published 2013-11-02 05:10:03 UTC
Last updated 2013-11-06 16:55:41 UTC

Falling into madness

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.

The First Fall

Pinkie Pie began making the short trek to her cottage near Sugar Cube Corner from the hospital, but as she was walking through the streets of Ponyville many a foal and filly started staring at her bare flank and unusual hair style.

A filly walked up to the peculiar looking Pinkie and asked "Pinkie, what happened to your hair, and your cutie mark, it's gone.". Pinkie stared at the filly, but did not answer and continued walking toward her cottage. As she trudged toward her cottage all the filly did was stared at Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie Pie finally made it back to her cottage and the first thing she noticed was the thick smell in the air of blood and sweat from the other day, but she did not care. She slowly made her way into her bedroom and saw the pools of dried blood mixed with the sweat and tears of a more innocent Pinkie Pie. Pinkie simply changed the sheets and tossed the old ones into a heap on the floor and laid down.

While Pinkie Pie was laying down she began to think,"What can I do? I can't kill any pony, but if I don't, these nightmares won't stop, and if these nightmares don't stop then these wounds could keep appearing, and I definitely don't want that. Ok, I will kill a pony, but my friends are out of the question I love them too much to hurt them let alone kill them. Alright let's see there is always that new pony that moved in down the street." Pinkie begins to cry,"No! I can't do that, but I have to, some pony has to die. Yeah I'll kill that pony it's not like I know him, yeah, yeah I will invite him over for dinner tomorrow night and poison his food or decapitate him something painless, so he doesn't have to suffer".

Pinkie began walking down the desolate street and noticed a shadow slip into an alleyway in between her cottage and Sugar Cube Corner. Pinkie followed and saw a faceless pony it stared at Pinkie and began to slowly creep toward it. Inch by inch, foot by foot, it inched toward Pinkie who was paralyzed in fear. The horrific being stood inches away from Pinkie's face and spoke even though it didn't have a mouth.

It said "Fear not, for I am not the demon you should fear".

Pinkie relaxed until she felt the lukewarm breath of another pony going down her neck and the words "But I am".

Pinkie Pie woke up shivering and sweating, but still more tranquil than she had been the past few nights she had nightmares. She stood up and started hyperventilating as she remembered the voice that had been revealed behind her in her nightmare.

Pinkie Pie started thinking "That voice in my nightmare it sounded familiar", her pupils began to dilate "the voice was me!".

Pinkie Pie now started to lose her cool, took a few deep breaths and walked out side to invite the new pony to his last supper.

Pinkie left her cottage and began walking to the new ponies' residence when she remembered she no longer had her cutie mark, but she knew she just had to suck it up and make her way to invite the pony to his ultimate destruction.

"This is wrong," Pinkie thought as she reached the pony's front door, "I can't do this, he has just every right to live as I do".

Right as Pinkie turned around she heard a voice.

"Don't turn around, do what you have to do, I mean what is he to you, nothing! He is just a random pony who moved into town, no family and no friends, no one would miss him, and as long as you dispose of him properly no pony would ever know,"thought Pinkie.

"I, I couldn't that pony has never done anything to me, why should I kill him, it is just wrong and disgusting. I can't, how would I do it anyway, I couldn't decapitate him because well I just couldn't, torture is way out of the question, I don't think I could bring myself to poisoning his food, well I don't think I could kill him by any means", thought Pinkie".

"Listen to me! you are going to kill that pony, whether you do it today, tomorrow, or next year, but your nightmares will never stop unless you spill blood. All you have to do is use a common kitchen knife and slit his pathetic throat, it is not a problem, do this and perhaps your nightmares will end," thought Pinkie.

"OK," thought Pinkie "I will invite him over for dinner and end his life, but I will do it quickly, just slit his throat, yeah that will work. All I have to do is that, and he won't suffer all that much and then these nightmares might finally subside".

Pinkie Pie knocked on the door and moments later a young male earth pony answered the door. He had brown fur and a black mane, his cutie mark was of an electric guitar.

The colt said with an innocent grin on his face "Hello there, I am new in town but you probably knew that, what is your name?"

Pinkie Pie replied in an unusually timid manner "My name is Pinkie Pie, and I thought I would invite you over to my cottage for dinner tonight, I like to meet all the new residents of Ponyville". She attempted to say this with a smile but it wavered in its intensity.

The colt replied "I would love to, my name is Black Melody by the way, but most ponies just call Melody. Where do you live anyway"?

Pinkie Pie gave the Melody directions and said "Please be there around seven."

Melody nodded and said "Goodbye." and went inside.

When Pinkie returned to her cottage she laid down on her floor and began to plan the night.

"OK, Pinkie you need to think, how exactly are you going to do this, ok I guess I could sneak up behind him while he is eating and just stab him from there, no what if he looks behind him and sees me with the knife that would never work. I could always drug his food and kill him while he is out, yeah that will work I just need to go make something, oh I bet Twilight has a book on making sleeping drugs I will go talk to her".

Pinkie rushed over to Twilight's home and frantically knocked on her door for she knew she was short on time.

Twilight answered the door and saw a worried looking Pinkie Pie, and asked "Hey Pinkie, what has you looking so worried?"

Pinkie replied "Nothing much," and faked a smile "I was wondering if you had any chemistry books preferably something that might have recipes for things that could cause numbness and drowsiness."

Twilight said "OK Pinkie, I think I have what you want." Twilight produced a large brown book with a bookmark in it, "why do you want this anyway?"

"I guess I have just taken a sudden interest in chemistry, and well I guess it could be fun to start here," lied Pinkie as she tried to feign happiness.

Pinkie took the book and raced back to her cottage, plopped the book down on her dinner table, and opened to the page with the book mark on it. She began reading and found an easy recipe for a numbing solution that is made from basic house hold chemicals.

Pinkie Pie quickly got to work, she mixed bleach, some salt, and a bit nitrous oxide, and put the creation into some plastic containers that had lain around. She then began to cook dinner for the clock read six and she had no time to spare.

Pinkie decided to just make a simple salad and through the ingredients together and set the table, but on Melody's salad was the numbing solution.

Melody was very punctual in his endeavors and arrived exactly at seven. Pinkie opened the door and saw the earth pony smiling, she invited him in and he sat down around the table where his food had been placed. Pinkie adjacent to him occasionally taking a bite, but more so waiting for him to take his first.

Melody finally took a bite of his salad, and almost instantly he went unconscious. Pinkie rushed into the kitchen to get a knife, and came back to see Melody's eyes closed. He looked so peaceful like he didn't have a care in the world, but Pinkie had to do this she knew she had to.

Pinkie slowly walked behind him and said "Sorry," and she slit the young pony's throat, the smell was disgusting and blood was slowly dripping out of the large wound that had just opened.

Pinkie began crying and she instantly regret what she had done, but she began to smile when she realized that tonight she may be able to have a night's rest without a horrible nightmare.

Author's Note

The second chapter, still more to come. By the way you can probably tell I don't know my chemistry.

A Nightmare To Remember

A Nightmare To Remember

Pinkie lay on her bed unable to comprehend what she had just done, "I have just killed another pony," thought Pinkie as a single tear slowly meanders from her eye down her cheek, "I sent him to Tartarus, and now he is burning and suffering all because of me," Pinkie was sobbing at this point "well maybe tonight I can get through a night without a nightmare."

Pinkie was slowly trotting through the bright, sun-lit streets of Ponyville. She had a gargantuan grin on her face, she hadn't felt this much happiness in days, it was like she had reached nirvana. The other ponies around her were smiling and going about their business, except one a pitch black pony with a straight pink mane, somewhat like Pinkie's, but it was much shorter. The black pony was slowly trudging through the streets sticking out like a sore hoof; Pinkie gave in and galloped over the other pony in her usual hyperactive fashion.

"What's wrong?" asked Pinkie with a genuine worried look on her face.

"Nothing much." said the black pony who seemed to be holding back a tidal wave of tears, "I just did something really bad, and I don't know what to do."

"That stinks," said Pinkie with her tongue out and smiling "what did you do?"

"I can't talk about it, you would hate me!" The black pony was sobbing at this point, but no pony other than Pinkie seemed to notice.

'I could never hate any pony," Pinkie said with a wide smile below her gleaming eyes "Now, what did you do?"

"OK," said the pony shaking, "I hurt a pony I hurt him really bad, I don't think he will get up, please don’t hate me." The black pony galloped off sobbing and barely able to support herself.

Pinkie attempted to chase her, but was stopped by the mobs of ponies on the streets. She didn't know why, but she felt close to the pony that had run off, she just had to know what exactly was troubling her. Pinkie eventually charged through the mob. As she was charging through, for each pony she hit they dissipated into black dust and reappeared directly behind Pinkie. Pinkie noticed this, but didn't care all she wanted was to catch up with that pony she had just met moments ago.

Pinkie began sprinting toward the direction where that black pony was running, but while running at her frantic pace, she didn’t notice the color filter of her world change to gray with slim amounts of light passing through the thick clouds. Pinkie slowed down and took a look at her surroundings; it was the rock farm where she had grown up!

Pinkie slowly crawled through the grounds when she saw the black pony again, but she looked different she was smaller, as if she was just a filly. Her hooves were stained a dark red with blood, and tears rocketed their way out her eyes as she lay on the ground.

Pinkie walked up to the sobbing pony and asked “Why did you run away from me, what exactly did you do?”

“No, don’t hate me!” screamed the distressed pony sobbing more than any pony could have in weeks.

The pony stopped crying looked up to Pinkie and said "This is reality." and dissipated.

Pinkie, puzzled by what had just happened began to examine her surroundings more thoroughly, and began walking though the grounds. The more she walked around the lower her point of view became until she was about the size of a foal. She then found herself moving rocks around the fields when a tremendous boom caught her attention. The boom came from the east, and a large rainbow flew through the sky, and created a smile upon Pinkie's now bleak expression. The rainbow began to falter and slowly transformed from the brightly colored beauty to a gray mess. The depressing sight disintegrated and there was now nothing in the sky but the thick gray clouds blocking any hope of sunlight reaching the already bleak farm.

Pinkie Pie's spirits were crushed at the sight of this, and began galloping, she didn't care where she would end up, she didn't want to be anywhere near this source of depression.

Pinkie's point of view began to rise again, until she was the once again the size of her full grown self. She began look around her surroundings and realized she was back in Ponyville, right in front of Sugar Cube Corner.

Pinkie went inside the building and the first things she noticed were the smell of freshly baked cupcakes, Mr. and Mrs. Cake were nowhere to be seen, and there was a slight iron-like smell resonating near the basement of the bakery. She followed the odor and came to see a thin trail of blood leading into the basement; hesitantly she decided to follow the trail and scent.

What she came upon was horrifying to say the least, it was Mr. Cake with his skull split and blood spilling everywhere, and Mrs. Cake her chest was split and her intestines decorating the floor, in what looked like a crude pentagram. Pinkie then saw the worst sight she had seen thus far; it was Melody and Pinkie Pie. Pinkie stood over the previously sedated Melody with a common kitchen knife, and she plunged it into the back of Melody, he made no expression only a single tear.

The Pinkie that had just murdered Melody looked over at Pinkie, smiling, and she said “Remember this, of course you do, you will never forget, you will be in agony unless you keep killing and feed my blood hunger.”

“No!” replied Pinkie sobbing and barely able to speak “I will never kill again, I could never kill again, if I was to kill anyone it would be myself for what I have done.”

“That is no way to speak” replied Pinkie’s counterpart “you are a beautiful smart pony, who just has , well a more chaotic blood thirsty side that is no reasons to kill yourself, now you are going to wake up, and remember everything you have seen in this dream and you are going to embrace your sadness, anger, and hate and you will enjoy it.”