The Darkness of the Fall

by Makemeacake

Rating: teen
Tags: Tragedy, Dark, Human, Sad
Length: 2076

The feeling of hate and anguish lives within for I now know... That my life is at an end would you like to hear my tale?

This is a tale of a man in a world unexplained. Where ponies roam and humans never exist… What will the young man do when his world crashes down…

This is his tale

#Author's note#
Hey guys! This is my first story I hope you enjoy it and I would like feed back on it both good and bad ,so I can fix it!
Enjoy!
I also don't own MLP FIM

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-07-03 02:24:20 UTC

Chapter 2

The deafening sound of my alarm clock is what I had awoken to. Groaning I sat up and rubbed my eyes to clear my eyes of the blurriness. Taking a quick glance around the room to verify that I was in my room and hadn't disappeared to another room due to sleep walk. The walls were a light blue with some nordic symbols that I had painted on the walls when I was bored. There was a shelf on my right and a cabinet desk to my left. They had items litter on the tops of them ,mostly pictures and drawings that I occupy myself with from time to time. I glanced down at the floor to reveal it's gray color touched by the dirty fumes and other unclean things that I throw down there. I sigh to myself and lay back down on my back to observe the ceiling that had a few cracks, some chips of painting missing, and a ceiling fan missing one of its 'paddles'. I chuckled to myself remembering how I had accidentally broke the paddle off and had decided to not get it fixed. After chuckling for a second or two I sighed and pushed myself up and made sure my alarm clock wouldn't blare again. Getting up from the bed I had been laying in was difficult due to the soft fabric brushing against my skin like a lullaby or an enchantment that I couldn't let go. My feet touch the gray floor and I wiggled my toes in the fabrics, feeling the weird sensations that vibrated through my feet when I rubbed it across the floor. Standing fully, I stretched my limbs and torso in an arrow like manner. I stumble to the door of my room and opened it to proceed down the hallway towards the bathroom to do my business. Walking out of the bathroom much more steady on my feet I head back to my room to acquire clothing for the day. I go through the cabinet and pulled out: a black and blue striped tee shirt, blue jeans and black socks. I stripped out of my sleeping clothes and put on the new clothing that I had taken out of the cabinet.

I walked out of my room dressed and somewhat prepared for the day. I head down the stairs of my home and headed towards the kitchen to prepare some breakfast. I made some eggs and bacon on the side of toast with orange juice. I sat down at the table in the kitchen and started to eat when I noticed the calendar. I stopped all actions that I was about to do and set down the food I was about to eat. For this day was the day... My mother died.. I felt myself sink in a deep depression where the dark walls caved in with a maddening gleam and the bleak tide of despair rolled over my back. My eyes moistened with the tears of sadness and memories. I quickly wipe them away for my mother would have wanted me to be happy and not so in pain. I sighed with a shudder before I continue eating ,but now with a slow pace. I look at the calendar again after I had finished eating and I saw something even more disturbing about this day for the day was my mother's death and... Mother's day.

I couldn't take it anymore I had to get out away from this nightmare. I moved with a quickened pace and found my shoes. I put them on ,then made sure to grab my phone and turned to processed out the door with a brisked pace. I walked outside then turned around to make sure the door was locked ,before walking off on the road towards anywhere.

I sighed to myself and placed my hands inside my pockets. I had been walking for about thirty minutes and I was approaching a gas station. I keep walking until I was close and saw there was a bench ,so naturally I sat down and contemplated about everything that I have done from there to the current area I was in. I chuckled and said lowly to myself,"You coward...Can't even get over something so natural... I mustn't cry not anymore...", He stands up from the bench after resting for a bit and check to see if it was open. It was open, but it was weird there wasn't anyone at the register, so I look around the store for anyone. I stop when I hear this crunching sound it sounded like something was trying to chew up bone but all it was doing was just grinding it into sharp points. I move slowly and look over the counter to see to my horror a human body all butchered up like it had been mauled by thousands of claws and rows upon rows of teeth of blades. I had to hold the counter to stop myself from going faint from the smell and gore in front of me. I look at it once more before losing my breakfast all of over the floor. I was gagging from the smell that I had to cover my nose with the top of my shirt. My hands were shaking from the scene and the crunching sounds now seems louder and clearer. I couldn't take it anymore,so I ran for it sprinting out the gas station doors like a man that saw all of his fears combined into one being of atrocity. I ran back the way I had came. I stopped halfway and called the authorities. It rang once but then went into the 'please hold' bullshit... My heart was pounding from the terror and adrenaline my body provided. I was nearing home when I heard the screams... It sounded like a banshee and a gravel growl mixed together. And it sounded like it was right b-b-behind me...

Chapter 3

The screech had instilled a fear that I haven't experienced before. I quickly began running back to my house with this fear acting as adrenaline coursing throughout my body. I arrived at my home within five minutes of constant running,"T-the hell was that...", I said as I shakily opened my front door and walked back into my home. The place in which I had ran away from due to the stress of this day now seemed like sanctuary from the terror in which I had seen. I sat down on the couch in the living room when I heard screams next door. I jump up when they had started and moved towards the window that gave me a view of what was happening, and what I saw was forever imprinted in my mind till this day. It was my neighbor Mr.Thompson getting dragged out of his house by a creature. The creature was about six to seven feet tall, had claws that extended 8 inches outward, it had black scales covering it's entire body, and the strangest and scariest thing about it was that it had three eyes and rows of teeth. I watched in horror as it clamped its jaws on top of Mr.Thompson's head squashing it like a grape between fingers. His body kept jumping up and down for what seemed like minutes as blood was pouring out of the gaping hole where his head use to be. The spasms of his body only made the blood to jump up with splashes on the pavement. The monster was watching it with what seemed like glee as the body slowly receded to only small twitches, then the creature grabbed the body and started to rip into its teeth gorging on what seemed to be like a morsel to it. I was frozen the entire time this was happening when it had started to rip into it I unfrozen and quickly moved away from the window I headed towards my room with haste. I opened my room when I heard a crashing sound downstairs I quickly closed my room door and move to the end of my bed, then I crouched down to retrieve a long black case I open it revealing my winchester that my father gave me for my twenty-second birth day. I pull it out and then move towards my cabinet to pull out of the third drawer, rounds for my weapon. I quickly put in a round in and turn off the safety as I was doing this I hear something heavy moving closer to the door. I quickly pull up my weapon and securing it on my shoulder I aim it at the door.

The door suddenly was push off its hinges and I saw it, the grotesque monstrosity was on top of the door like it had pounced onto it. As soon as I saw it I pulled the trigger. The gun roared to life as the bullet passed through the chambers of the gun and proceed into the head of the creature. When it had hit the creature's skull black blood shot out of the wound it, then moved forward and collapsed on the fallen door black blood flowing out of it. I look at it with a grimace and grab the bullets for my winchester putting them in my left pocket, then I made sure to put another round in as I step over the creature and out the door. I quickly go down the stairs revealing the damage it had done to get in. The front door was smashed open, the kitchen table was throw aside, the chairs were broken, and the couch had been thrown across the room. I move out of the house and over to the Thompson's. I go over to Mr. Thompson's body and saw that he was just about to leave for work when he was killed. I searched his body with disgust searching for his keys to his green truck. I find the keys after searching his right pocket as well as his wallet. I say to his lifeless corpse"I'm..Sorry, but I need to take your truck...May you rest in peace.", I was choked up by this as Mr. Thompson was a decent old man. Now he was gone. I go to the truck and open it when I heard that screech again it was coming from across the street. I quickly get into the vehicle and start it up. I set it to drive and hit the gas pedal driving off I saw another one of those things burst through the window of the house across the street and it started to run after me. I drove as fast as the truck could go and the creature soon was just a speck in the mirror..

Chapter 1

How long has it been... Since I have tasted the sweet air of the country side...The sweet blossoms that bloom, the cool breeze of air that descends upon my face, the birds that flap with a purpose to escape the harsh weather that approaches with a haste..

Heh... Everything back then was a blessing... I could breath without fear of death, I could approach a stranger and interact with them...

But now.. Everything no, Everyone or..Both want to kill me, devour me in the suffering of the madness of hatred...

I'm trembling with anxiety for fear of the unknown awaits me... My time might come to an end so soon that I just want it to end.

All of it I can't think straight without my mind going back and forth in a constant struggle of what is right and wrong...'

I stop and put my hands down from the sheet of silky threads of a fabric unknown to me that I have been writing on.

My hands are trembling from everything that has happened to my family, friends, and even to my b-beloved...

"Their all gone.." I find myself saying,"Why...Why gods..WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TAKE HER!!", I scream and brush off everything in front of me with a quick swipe of my arm. I just sat there dead to everything...

Then like a sudden string that had pushed me from a cliff... I laughed like a mad man who realized that he is a lie... Maybe I am that mad man... Or just a very sad man... You must be wondering why I'm like this..

It all started in the small town of Revandale...