Monster in the boxby MiracleChaptersHungry, Hungry PonyReasons UnknownIf You Say SoNothingKillersSpecial DeliveryHungry, Hungry PonyAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains violent, descriptive scenes, murder, hardcore vore cruelty, and questionable ethics; Read at your own risk. Humans killed in Equestria: 243/1,370 Crushed: 240 Presumed Dead: 3 Hungry, Hungry Pony Almost 10 minutes had passed, and she was still thinking... What was she going to do? She could do anything she wanted to them, she already accidentally killed a small dozen of unlucky humans just by drooling near the edge of the box, drowning them in a thick, wet lake of saliva. "She'll kill us all" Preached a man below. "We're doomed!" Proclaimed another. "Damn... She's actually kinda hawt, dude!" Said a stoned teenager, who probably thought this was just a really bad high. Almost everyone was panicking, yelling and screaming, but this all stopped within seconds after hearing a loud, gigantic bellow; it growled at them for a good minute or two, and when they found out what it was, the panicking and screeching only intensified, afterwards. "Oh! Would you look at that?" Al's smile grew nearly twice its length, immediately focusing her attention back towards the living smorgasbord next to her. She couldn't resist but to have a small midday-snack, and those darn, pesky parasites would do more than enough to fulfil the job, and her stomach. Without any hesitation, her magical powers began to levitate random amounts of humans, gathering around 60 of them into one, large cluster. Everyone who was in her telekinetic grasp was paralysed, they couldn't move; the only thing these helpless souls could do was watch and scream in unison as they were soaring towards Alozec's huge face scaling upwards, revealing her peckish lips, then her soft, fluffy nose, until finally they were looking at two enormous eyeballs, staring back at them. Alozec looked back at her next meal, almost feeling slightly sympathetic about what she going to do. "D'aww, don't look at me like that, folks... Just, uh... Look at the bright side: You should be grateful that you're donating to a good cause such as myself." Like clockwork, her stomach growled impatiently, knowing that she was just delaying the inevitable for them. "Well, down you go." Having no more time to waste, she tilted her head up, slowly, raising her new 'Equestrian delicacy' into the air with her magic; she was salivating in excitement. Slowly, she released one, tiny human from her magical trap; not even bothering to chew it, she started to play with it in her mouth as soon as it landed within her oral region, sucking any life she could using her tongue. The last thing she wanted was for her first taste to drown in her own saliva, so she quickly lifted her tongue up towards the roof of her maw. Alozec closed her eyes, and swallowed the human as quickly as she could, eliciting a very audible 'Gulp' from her neck. Unfortunately for our little test-taste victim, he was still alive when he reached the lower sphincter of Alozec's esophagus. Her body went to work, right away, opening up the entrance to her large, dark, bottomless stomach to him, releasing the little bug into a sea of acid, surrounded by Islands of undigested food, it stank like vomit, and the worse was yet to come... The drumming heartbeats and the ambience of Alozec's inner anatomy shook the land, and the growls of the beast within could deafen anyone from the inside. "Don't worry, darlin', your friends will be joinin' you, soon." Echoed the voice of god, before her stomach walls thumped twice and rippled outwards, which was simply Alozec patting her belly. She looked back towards the group of humans, still held back by her magical levitation; this time, however, she dropped all of them into her hungry maw, instantaneously silencing and muffling their petty screams. Even with over 50 people, they could all just barely fit onto the tip of her moist tongue, but she didn't care, she was gonna enjoy every last one. Experimenting with taste, Alozec tried everything she could to get the maximum taste, wether it was by shovelling separate groups with her tongue or discarding them in random places around her mouth, she wasn't getting as much fun out of her victims as she wanted to. But, then... A bastardised thought came to her--as with most foods, chewing them would release more flavour and texture... Sure, they'd die, but why would that matter? Surely enough, she started to chew and grind her teeth down onto them--She felt a little 'pop' in her mouth afterwards, then again, and again... She could feel every single bone that met her titanic molars, mixing their blood with her saliva as she continued to chew, albeit, more quickly. Licking her lips with her blood-soaked tongue, Alozec continued to chew the humans until they were almost paste-like; However, the aftertaste was similar to beef, but also similar to pork; the overall taste was elusive, to say the least. "D-Lish!" Alozec mumbled, before swallowing her second meal down with one, big gulp. Returning to the box, she continued to playfully taunt her microscopic friends. "Who's next? You'll be getting the full tour!" Strangely enough, a few people actually began jumping up and down to offer themselves as a sacrifice for the greater good, but as she expected, she heard no reply--Given the size of the humans, that is. Suddenly, Alozec's doorbell rang, forcing her to quickly cover the humans in darkness as she slid the box under the table. "Hold on, hold on, I'm coming!" She trotted as fast as she could upstairs, and looked through the peep-hole... Alozec couldn't believe who it was, making her sigh in embarrassment. Reasons UnknownAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains violent, descriptive scenes, murder, cruelty, and questionable ethics; Read at your own risk. Humans killed in Equestria: 502/1,370 Crushed: 242 Presumed Dead: 3 Drowned: 9 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Reasons Unknown Exhibit B: Midnight Eclipse, Alozec's known accomplice Slowly unlocking the bolted door, Alozec gracefully opened it... After exposing her eyes to the bright world again, she immediately flinched from the sun's reflection on her best friend's sunglasses. It was one of Alozec's best friends, Midnight, who didn't look so surprised to see her good pal as much as Alo did. "Middy, baby--What're doing so early? I thought you were visiting later, tonight." Alozec asked, unnervingly; embarrassed about her guilty pleasures that Midnight just interrupted. "You okay? You seem... I dunno, uneas--." Alozec immediately interrupted Midnight, in an attempt to avoid suspicion of her secret. "I'm fine, OK? Now, are you just gonna stand there, or are you coming inside?" Midnight nodded assuringly as she entered Alozec's abode. Skipping any short-trip tours of her house, Alozec immediately showed Midnight towards her living room, offering her to take a seat whilst she grabbed some beverages. "Hey, Middy! I'm just gonna grab some ice from the basement; 'Shan't be long, sugar." Shrugging her shoulders, Midnight rolled her eyes in impatience, and instead paid more attention toward a small stack of magazines on the coffee table. Back in the basement, Alozec quickly got to work, immediately reopening the fragile box, scooping up a relatively large amount of human life into two small, empty salt shakers... Only to hide them in her back pocket. Quickly returning towards the kitchen, Alozec started to work on the drinks, grabbing a few apparatuses and utensils; you see, this wasn't just any random drink, it was a smoothie, to be precise. First came the juice: this was the easiest step, requiring only a simple pour of pineapple juice, filling half of the shaker's contents. Next, a secret ingredient... Humans. Alozec began to giggle at the thought of what she was gonna do, it was just too good For the people who didn't drown in the citric mix, they were about to be pulverised by something even worse--The next ingredient. Alozec took out a few samples of pre-prepared fruit and fresh ice from the refrigerator, and carelessly dropped them into the brew. Rubbing their burning eyes, the humans below couldn't even see what was happening--Much less avoid the meteor-sized fruit and ice that shadowed over them, until it was too late. Blueberries, raspberries, blackberries and finally the ice, all rained down onto them... Only a small few were lucky enough not to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But, when their world of the smoothie container lifted into the air with a soft, maroon glow--their fate was sealed, there was no way to avoid what was coming next. Slowly levitating the jug onto the smoothie mixer, Alozec couldn't help but mimic their deafened screams as she leaned inwards towards them. "Oh, no! Please, help... The nasty unicorn's gonna kill me!" It was too much for her, Alozec loved pushing her own limits with these humans; if there was anything more sinister, she'd instantly step her game up. Soon, her mimics transformed into giggles and laughter--Tears of joy formed from her eyes, forcing her to stop for a brief second as she calmed down. She violently slammed her hoof down onto the 'Mix' button, and like clockwork, it began mixing the 'not-so-innocent' fruity beverage. The lives of many were reflected in Alozec's eyes as she willingly gazed into the limbo of her own lust. "Who the hell are you talking to?" Speechless for an explanation, Alozec turned her head around the corner from the living room. "I was just, Uh, reciting a quote for a story I'm working on." Returning towards the kitchen, Alozec made clear efforts to maximise privacy; this time closing the door in advance as she looked back at the pink-coloured concoction in front of her. Now for the extra little toppings... She thought to herself, shifting one of her eyebrows towards her back pocket, grabbing the half-empty micro shaker from inside it. Meanwhile, Midnight was getting bored from waiting, and she was getting more exhausted as the time ticked away. It didn't take much to make her eyes slowly close, and even more effort to open them. Eventually she was too tired and relaxed to care anymore, passing out into power nap on the couch. Alozec finally finished up in the kitchen, returning to Middy with two tall, fresh smoothies in her magical grasp, placing them on the coffee table next to her now-sleeping friend. The scenario was near-perfect: Midnight was asleep, and Alo still had a few unused 'specimens' to dispose of. Carefully trying not to wake her, Alozec got the shaker. As the minutes went on, more tiny humans were scattering everywhere around Midnight, including the couch, the floor and her drink. If You Say SoAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains violent, descriptive scenes, murder, cruelty, and questionable ethics; this particular chapter focuses on hoofplay and hoof crushing, please read at your own risk. If You Say So Humans killed in Equestria: 575/1,370 Crushed: 244 Presumed Dead: 11 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 Lives of many were cut short from the battlefield upon Midnight's titanic body. "Maybe she can help us!" The pesky humans thought to themselves, whilst attempting to gain Midnight's attention--Being the size less of that of a flea, however, would make that task to be a pipe dream. Her slightest of body movements proved to be more than deadly enough to the tiny humans, a simple twitch of her forehooves could kill dozens of them in a split-second without any hesitation; it was just that dangerous... But, what other choice did they have? Alozec wouldn't save them, that's for sure, and the only other choice would be to live the rest of their lives within the alien world of Equestria, vulnerable to anything and everything nearby. For starters, there was the small group located near her tail: The humans who were fortunate enough to not get pancaked by Middy's gorgeous, round plot, still found their fates to be inevitable, thanks to those stuck within her labyrinth of a tail--Granted, it didn't take many humans to rustle a few hairs, but surely enough, Midnight could feel a slight tingle near her tail... Not enough to warrant any significant movement, but enough to move her rear slightly to the left. To Midnight, the so-called 'Itch' was gone... As were the 'insects' who caused it; as soon as her plot shifted towards the remaining few people, who were now running away in terror on the leather padding of the couch... Sadly, no matter how fast they ran, it was over for them within milliseconds. They could almost see it in slow motion, as Midnight's soft, yet merciless ass steamrolled over them, leaving only red, tiny pinpricks to show the remains of their existence. The second group was slightly larger than the first: consisting of approximately 80 to 90 people in one cluster, and unlike the other groups, these unlucky souls were scattered among the floorboards, not too far from Midnight's dangerously close backhooves, which swung up above them as she gently rocked back and fourth. Many began praying for hope, wishing for this nightmare to end--They knew that they were fucked. Suddenly, Middy turned her head toward the side of the couch, resting it on the arm. Her hooves also followed suit, relaxing onto the floor; the few dozen people in the way of her hoof's slowly enlarging shadow soon realised that this was it for them. Immediately, people started yelling, pointing towards the sky of the goddess sleeping above them, until her slightly moist, soft, marshmallowy, yellow hoof collided onto them--Oddly enough, it didn't kill as many as expected, in fact it would've felt like a ton of wet cement and pillow feathers, gently pressing up against them, until they were completely encased in the stuff. Only moments later, Midnight swung her legs onto the coffee table, which also include the unfortunate passengers (Both dead and alive,) stuck to the soles of her hoof onto it. Alozec could see them... Now, they truly were fucked. Getting up from the couch in front, Al began drooling with ecstasy. At this point, there were about 15 people on the floor--The ones who lucky enough to avoid Midnight's hoof... But not lucky enough to avoid Alozec's. She definitely felt something--Something slightly wet and crunchy under one of her hooves, but she couldn't care less, especially now that she had new victims to tease; moving towards them, Alozec carelessly neglected the crimson puddle of guts and gore she just made. The humans stuck on Midnight were completely scared stiff, looking in sheer terror as the head of a gargantuan unicorn hovered closer and closer towards them. Alozec's pupils dilated as she opened up her gigantic maw, slightly drooling on Midnight's hoof when her tongue made first contact. Middy opened her eyes, but when she did, she couldn't make sense of what she saw. Why was one of her best friends licking her body? "Hey! What're-" Alozec was caught in surprise, forcing her to react violently; she didn't mean to punch her as hard as she thought she did... Oddly, the force was strong enough to thrust Midnight into the ceiling, with just her legs dangling to show any signs of life. Even stranger, Alozec looked towards the reader, shrugging her forehooves in a melodramatic pose. "Here, Midnight, this'll explain everything." Logically, her head comically exploded soon after, followed by a short, 80's sitcom laugh track and theme song. "Wait--What?" It was too silly to be true, she thought; tripping over her own dream sequence like somepony mixing up a sentence mid-speech. Midnight slowly opened her eyes once again, this time she saw Alozec, beside her--Trying to comfort her from something. In reality, Alozec did in fact punch her friend, and she was indeed licking Midnight's hooves--Fortunately for her, she couldn't recollect what happened. "You hit your head on the coffee table--as a matter of fact, you've been out for quite some time, now; how do you feel?" "...I feel like 10 pounds of shit in 5-pound sack, if that's any consolation." Middy grumbled, moaning in pain from a nasty headache. NothingAuthor's Note Warning: contains gore, violence, hoofplay and cruelty, read at your own risk... Nothing Humans killed in Equestria: 781/1,370 Crushed: 367 Presumed Dead: 44 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 "Oh, no!" The microscopic humans thought to themselves, as Midnight's hoof instantly swung downwards; granted, they were now indeed safe from Alozec, but not from the cold, relentless and very solid oak floorboards, however. The thunderous splat seemed to echo within the room, even audible to both Alozec and Midnight. Lifting her hoof up to Alozec's face, Midnight demanded an explanation. "Hey, Al? Be honest with me: What's on the bottom of my hooves, right now?" Having two options to tell her, she had little time to think about her next words. She could simply lie to her friend, or tell Midnight of her sadistic ways. Holding back her sighing tone, Alozec took a deep breath, and spoke: "Nothing, you just... You just stepped on a ketchup packet." Looking closely at the powered remains of human bone and tissue upon Midnight's sole, Alozec noticed something that caught her attention; someone survived the crash landing, and the only living thing on Midnight's body. Entranced from what she saw, she started to mumble to herself, not even realising she opened her mouth in excitement, releasing the slithering beast within it. Looking below to what was left of him, the helpless, micro-sized insect could feel Alozec's devilish tongue rise from underneath him--Every single brush from Alozec's taste buds vibrated the walls he was stuck on, he could feel the intense increase in temperature as her moist tongue grew closer and closer--Her breath becoming stronger and stronger, the smell almost resembled an ashtray filled with cheap cigarette buds. Things seemed to go very smoothly, until Midnight rammed her hoof into Alozec's mouth, unexpectedly. "Damn, you're a weird one, Al, you know that?" Said Midnight, in jest. Alozec's mouth was too full of hoof to properly give an understandable answer; instead, she gave a pleasurable mumble, slowly extracting Midnight's limb from her maw. The passenger onboard Middy's sole, however, was nowhere to be found--He was long gone by now, finding himself exploring the caverns of Alozec's sarcophagus, eventually falling into the endless pit of her stomach, even if he could swim, it wasn't going to save his life, or anyone else's, for that matter. Hours had passed since Midnight first arrived, and she had more than made herself welcome, enough. Looking at the clock on wall, she figured it'd be best if she took off; after all, it was getting quite late. Both Alozec and Midnight said their goodbyes, waving to one-another as Midnight set off into the sunset. Slamming the frame shut, Alozec immediately turned the locks on door, to assure that no-pony would distract her again, tonight. The remaining tinies below had no chance of survival; even if they were safe, they still needed food and water... Something that wasn't exactly common within the floors of Alozec's bungalow, having the rare crumb to be found in the odd corner or two. Needing a quick break, Alozec rushed towards her basement. Pulling out her flip-top lighter, she lit herself a cigarette from her pouch... Inhaling the smokey goodness, she sat down onto the stool near her workbench, putting her hooves up onto it, completely unaware that her thick, rounded plot fell onto the remains of what was the town of western Wendover. To be fair, Alozec completely forgot about them, in fact she couldn't even care if she remembered... but, as the weeks grew, the number of humans left slowly died off: either from accidentally being crushed to death, or through starvation. It was only until the 3rd week that is, that every human on Equestria had passed away. Ending A acquired, see next chapter for Ending B Humans killed in Equestria: 1,370/1,370 Crushed: 661 Presumed Dead: 72 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 Starved: 261 Stubbed out by cigarette: 6 KillersAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains descriptive violence, cruelty, and hints at sexual themes. Killers Humans killed in Equestria: 781/1,370 Crushed: 367 Presumed Dead: 44 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 "Oh, no!" The microscopic humans thought to themselves, as Midnight's hoof instantly swung downwards; granted, they were now indeed safe from Alozec, but not from the cold, relentless and very solid oak floorboards, however. The thunderous splat seemed to echo within the room, even audible to both Alozec and Midnight. Lifting her hoof up to Alozec's face, Midnight demanded an explanation. "Hey, Al? Be honest with me: What's on the bottom of my hooves, right now?" Having two options to tell her, she had little time to think about her next words. She could simply lie to her friend, or tell Midnight of her sadistic ways. Holding back her sighing tone, Alozec took a deep breath, and spoke: "Looks like some of my tiny friends wanted to introduce themselves... Personally. I don't know what they're called, or where exactly they came from, but I assume they're a breed of parasprite, given their size and numbers." Midnight instantly stomped her 'parasprite-occupied' hoof onto the floor, leaving no room for any survivors left... Only their crimson innards could be seen, now painted onto the light-yellow sole of Midnight's left hoof. If that wasn't enough, Midnight slowly twisted her blood-soaked limb left and right, grinding any existence of human remains that weren't vaporised into their on gore. "Ouch, that's gotta hurt..." Alozec commented, allowing her to continue. Getting more than her fair share of overkill, Midnight looked at the damage she caused. She saw the tiny red splotches on her sole--Smiling in satisfaction, Midnight couldn't resist upon giving it taste. She began sucking her hoof dry, as if nothing had ever happened, moments before. Alozec wasn't sure what to think, she could see that a part of Midnight liked the feeling, but not the taste. "You enjoying yourself, sugar?" Alozec asked. Midnight grinned from ear-to-ear, she couldn't believe how great it felt... It was almost therapeutic--She could literally feel the stress just float off of her; she just had to do it again. "Very... I, I just... I just wish I could do it again! Have you got any more to play with?" Alozec patted her hoof onto Midnight, reassuringly, grinning at her in the process. "Maybe we can work something out, darlin', just follow me..." She replied, leading Midnight to her basement. Opening the steel door, both Alozec and Midnight entered the room, they were both tingling with excitement. What happened behind the steel door, however, is unknown... Throughout the passing hours, the only noise from outside it were muffled laughter and shouting, who it came from or why it went on for so long was only known to Alozec and Midnight. What they did together, both with themselves and with the remaining residents of western Wendover, are also unknown... But, In all honesty: Some things are best to be kept behind closed doors, and in this instance, it's no acceptation. You have acquired Ending B, see the previous chapter for Ending A. Humans killed in Equestria: 1,370/1,370 Crushed: 577 Presumed Dead: 44 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 202 Chewed: 60 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 You don't wanna know: 365 Special DeliveryAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains violence, murder, hoof-crushing, cruelty, minor discrimination, questionable ethics and new-world order; Read at your own risk. Humans killed in Equestria: 0/1,370 N/a Special Delivery Exhibit A: Alozec, Our Ethically-challenged antagonist... Monster In The Box: Humans: Currently the most actively-populated species on Earth, also referred to as 'Terrans', besting to simplify the most stressful of tasks. Tonight, approximately 0.00002 percent of the Earth's human population will be killed by something out of world, something magical... Soon, their luck will run out, unaware of the adventurous, extraterrestrial encounters they will soon discover. Our story begins in the small town of Western Wendover, a mid-class town in Utah. The citizens of this quaint little town aren't much different than any other regular parts of American civilisation, some like to party, whilst others like to relax and take it easy--But, whoever they were, or whatever they were like, that didn't matter: For when the sun began to fall into the night sky, the foreign creature that was about to make its move showed no mercy towards them. The time was just settling into midnight, and everything was quiet, with only a few small groups of freshmen partying at various bars and burlesque clubs; one would suggest it to be a beautiful night... But, then it happened--Everything got wacky, all of a sudden; Radios were being interrupted by incoherent mumbles, cars started alarming, television screens showed unusual static, and even the lights were flickering in random colours. Soon, the entire town was covered in a strange, soothing yellow and blue energy, paralysing anyone within its range, instantly freezing them inside the uncontrollable anomaly. It only took mere seconds until the town was completely wiped off of the Earth, with only a small crater left to show the where the city of Wendover once existed. Nobody was sure what became of the small town--Terrorism? Test sight? Aliens? No-one knew but the townsfolk themselves, and they were further away from home than anyone could've imagined. When the people awoke from what could only be described as a nightmare, they were still terrified, everything was dark, but movement was audible from within the distance; everyone was confused, unsure of what was going on, and the ground below their feet felt like rough, industrial paper. Not having any time to react, the citizens were forcefully pushed onto the floor, and the odd sensation of what seemed like seismic blasts were heard in the background, muffled from whatever held the helpless people captive. A ray of light crept in from a small tear in the darkness, opening up the new world to the humans to explore--They were horrified at what they saw. Only a few people recognised the familiar layout of the outdoor territory, and those were the folk who saw that one popular cartoon show... Something to do with ponies, surely this was just a coincidence, right? Then, all of a sudden... Those thumps grew louder, and louder. "Oh, great... Those Terra specimens have arrived." Boomed the voice of a titanic, white unicorn, stepping out of the shadows of her front porch. "Note: The specimens in this container may not be used for reproduction... Extermination of these... Blah-blah-blah, violation of the celestial... Uh-huh, Direct specimen disposal Is recommended... Yah-de-ya-de-ya... Yeah, whatever, this better not be boring." She continued, not even bothering to read the 'terms of use' note that was shown on the cardboard box. The few dozen people who heard her godly voice and dared to go outside soon regretted their decision once they saw the Titan in front of them... "Arghh, it came ripped? Can't those damn Mail-ponies take extra care of m-... Oh, my, what do we have here?" It was too late--The Unicorn already noticed a small tear in the package... And the few escaped humans who were now frivolously fleeing away in terror. "Hey, you... Things, whatever you are... Hi." An awkward silence lingered for a brief moment, confusing the tiny specks of life, below. Not only was it odd that she spoke their language, nor the fact she was an alien, but she was a unicorn of all things... "Can you thingies understand me? If you can logically process my words, could I have a volunteer to step up in front of me, please?" By this moment, over 50 people were outside of the box, their brains still mesmerised by what they were seeing. Eventually, one brave soul stepped forward to face the gigantic creature, and it wasn't long after until she spoke up against the group. "OK, OK, listen up! This goes for you insects in the box, too!" She yelled, pointing her hoof aggressively towards the cardboard box in front of her. "I have an announcement to say that will dictate life or death." Everyone's heart sank after hearing that death would be a possible discipline, they knew that whatever it was she was about to say next, wasn't gonna be good news; Many doubted themselves the possibility of seeing their friends and families again, and even many more hoped it to be just a really bad nightmare. Slowly licking her lips, she finally made her announcement... "I am your new guardian, I am your new deity, I am your new master... Which, after all things considered, makes me your new god." Confusion and fear from the humans only multiplied after her small speech, and from what the unicorn saw (Or from what little she could barely make out) she was disgusted at their disloyalty towards her. The lack of any respectful bowing and modest praise only further provoked her. Distastefully holding in a small sigh, she continued in an attempt to negotiate. "Now, I called upon one of you to show an example of loyalty." She immediately looked at the tiny speck with a manic expression upon her face, who volunteered from within the crowd. Wasting no time she lowered her hoof to the ground, just enough to cast a shadow next to the human in front, making him flinch in surprise. "Bug, I command you to go into the shadow of my hoof." Having no choice but to obey her command, the frightened human did just that, albeit, it took slightly longer than she expected, but he obeyed the unicorn's demands, nevertheless. "Wise choice, small one, wise choice." After complementing the useless bug, she spoke out towards all the humans who gathered in a single, large crowd, watching in curiosity to see what would happen to one of their own. "Now, as long this insect obeys my decision will it stay as an insect." "Bug, I now command you to avoid my sweet, merciful hoof." The human below only had enough time to gaze upwards in awe at the giant shadow quickly darkening and widening over him... Until he took his last living breath, a gasp of shock and disbelief, he was instantly smushed to nothing but a thick, crimson paste. "See? Now, if insects disobey Alozec's commands... Insects die." "My first command for all of you is simple: Run away... If I see you, it's game over." It was at this moment when chaos rose for the insects, many began screaming and shouting before running away, mostly attempting to re-enter the box they came from. Some of the people in the group were still unsure of what was going on, continuing to scatter away from each other like a pack of unorganised ants. When her first hoofstep closed in near the disobedient group, most of them figured it was simply a bad dream, wishing it to end abruptly. It was only until Alozec's shadow grew darker, that the few couple of people who attempted to escape were helplessly crushed, their skeletons turning to dust in a mixture of blood and dirt, as the hundred tons of pressure from her hoof claimed their petty lives... Including the few who would've gladly tried to obey any request she had. "Should've listened..." She added, revealing her now somewhat blood-soaked hoof... She couldn't help be utter a snicker, before lifting the package with her magical horn as she happily strode inside her home--Alozec's next-door saw the whole thing, unsure what she just did... If only she knew. Only three people managed to escape from Alozec's grasp... And even to this day they still traverse the odd land of Equestria--Likely to be crushed by a plethora of various ponies nearby; and without food or water, they're as good as dead. Meanwhile, inside the box--Confusion only grew for the humans inside, after they eavesdropped over Alozec's loud voice, still unaware that the voice was from a unicorn. Alozec quickly looked from left and right to see if anypony was watching her, and after seeing just next-door neighbour watering her garden, she was satisfied... Locking and barring her door shut, and shutting any visible light from outdoors away until she was completely alone--Well, her... and over 1,100 humans, no-pony was going to ruin this day for her, she was about to have a really good time... After a brief run downstairs, and into the basement, Al quickly turned on the lights, and placed the package onto a large, wooden table in the middle of the cold, empty room. Jumping up, she sat onto the table, before slowly opening the top of the box... Instantly, the light shone upon her subjects, and ironically so--She really was their god. Almost everyone below was flabbergasted at the sight of her terrifying presence. After a few seconds which felt like minutes of pure silence and awkwardness; She finally spoke to them... "Wow... What can I do with you all--They're so many of you things that--I don't know what to do..." She stuck out her tongue, resting it on the side of the box, letting a waterfall of saliva wash down on a group of humans trying to hide from view whilst she thought up of a plan to dispose of her subjects.
Hungry, Hungry PonyAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains violent, descriptive scenes, murder, hardcore vore cruelty, and questionable ethics; Read at your own risk. Humans killed in Equestria: 243/1,370 Crushed: 240 Presumed Dead: 3 Hungry, Hungry Pony Almost 10 minutes had passed, and she was still thinking... What was she going to do? She could do anything she wanted to them, she already accidentally killed a small dozen of unlucky humans just by drooling near the edge of the box, drowning them in a thick, wet lake of saliva. "She'll kill us all" Preached a man below. "We're doomed!" Proclaimed another. "Damn... She's actually kinda hawt, dude!" Said a stoned teenager, who probably thought this was just a really bad high. Almost everyone was panicking, yelling and screaming, but this all stopped within seconds after hearing a loud, gigantic bellow; it growled at them for a good minute or two, and when they found out what it was, the panicking and screeching only intensified, afterwards. "Oh! Would you look at that?" Al's smile grew nearly twice its length, immediately focusing her attention back towards the living smorgasbord next to her. She couldn't resist but to have a small midday-snack, and those darn, pesky parasites would do more than enough to fulfil the job, and her stomach. Without any hesitation, her magical powers began to levitate random amounts of humans, gathering around 60 of them into one, large cluster. Everyone who was in her telekinetic grasp was paralysed, they couldn't move; the only thing these helpless souls could do was watch and scream in unison as they were soaring towards Alozec's huge face scaling upwards, revealing her peckish lips, then her soft, fluffy nose, until finally they were looking at two enormous eyeballs, staring back at them. Alozec looked back at her next meal, almost feeling slightly sympathetic about what she going to do. "D'aww, don't look at me like that, folks... Just, uh... Look at the bright side: You should be grateful that you're donating to a good cause such as myself." Like clockwork, her stomach growled impatiently, knowing that she was just delaying the inevitable for them. "Well, down you go." Having no more time to waste, she tilted her head up, slowly, raising her new 'Equestrian delicacy' into the air with her magic; she was salivating in excitement. Slowly, she released one, tiny human from her magical trap; not even bothering to chew it, she started to play with it in her mouth as soon as it landed within her oral region, sucking any life she could using her tongue. The last thing she wanted was for her first taste to drown in her own saliva, so she quickly lifted her tongue up towards the roof of her maw. Alozec closed her eyes, and swallowed the human as quickly as she could, eliciting a very audible 'Gulp' from her neck. Unfortunately for our little test-taste victim, he was still alive when he reached the lower sphincter of Alozec's esophagus. Her body went to work, right away, opening up the entrance to her large, dark, bottomless stomach to him, releasing the little bug into a sea of acid, surrounded by Islands of undigested food, it stank like vomit, and the worse was yet to come... The drumming heartbeats and the ambience of Alozec's inner anatomy shook the land, and the growls of the beast within could deafen anyone from the inside. "Don't worry, darlin', your friends will be joinin' you, soon." Echoed the voice of god, before her stomach walls thumped twice and rippled outwards, which was simply Alozec patting her belly. She looked back towards the group of humans, still held back by her magical levitation; this time, however, she dropped all of them into her hungry maw, instantaneously silencing and muffling their petty screams. Even with over 50 people, they could all just barely fit onto the tip of her moist tongue, but she didn't care, she was gonna enjoy every last one. Experimenting with taste, Alozec tried everything she could to get the maximum taste, wether it was by shovelling separate groups with her tongue or discarding them in random places around her mouth, she wasn't getting as much fun out of her victims as she wanted to. But, then... A bastardised thought came to her--as with most foods, chewing them would release more flavour and texture... Sure, they'd die, but why would that matter? Surely enough, she started to chew and grind her teeth down onto them--She felt a little 'pop' in her mouth afterwards, then again, and again... She could feel every single bone that met her titanic molars, mixing their blood with her saliva as she continued to chew, albeit, more quickly. Licking her lips with her blood-soaked tongue, Alozec continued to chew the humans until they were almost paste-like; However, the aftertaste was similar to beef, but also similar to pork; the overall taste was elusive, to say the least. "D-Lish!" Alozec mumbled, before swallowing her second meal down with one, big gulp. Returning to the box, she continued to playfully taunt her microscopic friends. "Who's next? You'll be getting the full tour!" Strangely enough, a few people actually began jumping up and down to offer themselves as a sacrifice for the greater good, but as she expected, she heard no reply--Given the size of the humans, that is. Suddenly, Alozec's doorbell rang, forcing her to quickly cover the humans in darkness as she slid the box under the table. "Hold on, hold on, I'm coming!" She trotted as fast as she could upstairs, and looked through the peep-hole... Alozec couldn't believe who it was, making her sigh in embarrassment.
Reasons UnknownAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains violent, descriptive scenes, murder, cruelty, and questionable ethics; Read at your own risk. Humans killed in Equestria: 502/1,370 Crushed: 242 Presumed Dead: 3 Drowned: 9 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Reasons Unknown Exhibit B: Midnight Eclipse, Alozec's known accomplice Slowly unlocking the bolted door, Alozec gracefully opened it... After exposing her eyes to the bright world again, she immediately flinched from the sun's reflection on her best friend's sunglasses. It was one of Alozec's best friends, Midnight, who didn't look so surprised to see her good pal as much as Alo did. "Middy, baby--What're doing so early? I thought you were visiting later, tonight." Alozec asked, unnervingly; embarrassed about her guilty pleasures that Midnight just interrupted. "You okay? You seem... I dunno, uneas--." Alozec immediately interrupted Midnight, in an attempt to avoid suspicion of her secret. "I'm fine, OK? Now, are you just gonna stand there, or are you coming inside?" Midnight nodded assuringly as she entered Alozec's abode. Skipping any short-trip tours of her house, Alozec immediately showed Midnight towards her living room, offering her to take a seat whilst she grabbed some beverages. "Hey, Middy! I'm just gonna grab some ice from the basement; 'Shan't be long, sugar." Shrugging her shoulders, Midnight rolled her eyes in impatience, and instead paid more attention toward a small stack of magazines on the coffee table. Back in the basement, Alozec quickly got to work, immediately reopening the fragile box, scooping up a relatively large amount of human life into two small, empty salt shakers... Only to hide them in her back pocket. Quickly returning towards the kitchen, Alozec started to work on the drinks, grabbing a few apparatuses and utensils; you see, this wasn't just any random drink, it was a smoothie, to be precise. First came the juice: this was the easiest step, requiring only a simple pour of pineapple juice, filling half of the shaker's contents. Next, a secret ingredient... Humans. Alozec began to giggle at the thought of what she was gonna do, it was just too good For the people who didn't drown in the citric mix, they were about to be pulverised by something even worse--The next ingredient. Alozec took out a few samples of pre-prepared fruit and fresh ice from the refrigerator, and carelessly dropped them into the brew. Rubbing their burning eyes, the humans below couldn't even see what was happening--Much less avoid the meteor-sized fruit and ice that shadowed over them, until it was too late. Blueberries, raspberries, blackberries and finally the ice, all rained down onto them... Only a small few were lucky enough not to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. But, when their world of the smoothie container lifted into the air with a soft, maroon glow--their fate was sealed, there was no way to avoid what was coming next. Slowly levitating the jug onto the smoothie mixer, Alozec couldn't help but mimic their deafened screams as she leaned inwards towards them. "Oh, no! Please, help... The nasty unicorn's gonna kill me!" It was too much for her, Alozec loved pushing her own limits with these humans; if there was anything more sinister, she'd instantly step her game up. Soon, her mimics transformed into giggles and laughter--Tears of joy formed from her eyes, forcing her to stop for a brief second as she calmed down. She violently slammed her hoof down onto the 'Mix' button, and like clockwork, it began mixing the 'not-so-innocent' fruity beverage. The lives of many were reflected in Alozec's eyes as she willingly gazed into the limbo of her own lust. "Who the hell are you talking to?" Speechless for an explanation, Alozec turned her head around the corner from the living room. "I was just, Uh, reciting a quote for a story I'm working on." Returning towards the kitchen, Alozec made clear efforts to maximise privacy; this time closing the door in advance as she looked back at the pink-coloured concoction in front of her. Now for the extra little toppings... She thought to herself, shifting one of her eyebrows towards her back pocket, grabbing the half-empty micro shaker from inside it. Meanwhile, Midnight was getting bored from waiting, and she was getting more exhausted as the time ticked away. It didn't take much to make her eyes slowly close, and even more effort to open them. Eventually she was too tired and relaxed to care anymore, passing out into power nap on the couch. Alozec finally finished up in the kitchen, returning to Middy with two tall, fresh smoothies in her magical grasp, placing them on the coffee table next to her now-sleeping friend. The scenario was near-perfect: Midnight was asleep, and Alo still had a few unused 'specimens' to dispose of. Carefully trying not to wake her, Alozec got the shaker. As the minutes went on, more tiny humans were scattering everywhere around Midnight, including the couch, the floor and her drink.
If You Say SoAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains violent, descriptive scenes, murder, cruelty, and questionable ethics; this particular chapter focuses on hoofplay and hoof crushing, please read at your own risk. If You Say So Humans killed in Equestria: 575/1,370 Crushed: 244 Presumed Dead: 11 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 Lives of many were cut short from the battlefield upon Midnight's titanic body. "Maybe she can help us!" The pesky humans thought to themselves, whilst attempting to gain Midnight's attention--Being the size less of that of a flea, however, would make that task to be a pipe dream. Her slightest of body movements proved to be more than deadly enough to the tiny humans, a simple twitch of her forehooves could kill dozens of them in a split-second without any hesitation; it was just that dangerous... But, what other choice did they have? Alozec wouldn't save them, that's for sure, and the only other choice would be to live the rest of their lives within the alien world of Equestria, vulnerable to anything and everything nearby. For starters, there was the small group located near her tail: The humans who were fortunate enough to not get pancaked by Middy's gorgeous, round plot, still found their fates to be inevitable, thanks to those stuck within her labyrinth of a tail--Granted, it didn't take many humans to rustle a few hairs, but surely enough, Midnight could feel a slight tingle near her tail... Not enough to warrant any significant movement, but enough to move her rear slightly to the left. To Midnight, the so-called 'Itch' was gone... As were the 'insects' who caused it; as soon as her plot shifted towards the remaining few people, who were now running away in terror on the leather padding of the couch... Sadly, no matter how fast they ran, it was over for them within milliseconds. They could almost see it in slow motion, as Midnight's soft, yet merciless ass steamrolled over them, leaving only red, tiny pinpricks to show the remains of their existence. The second group was slightly larger than the first: consisting of approximately 80 to 90 people in one cluster, and unlike the other groups, these unlucky souls were scattered among the floorboards, not too far from Midnight's dangerously close backhooves, which swung up above them as she gently rocked back and fourth. Many began praying for hope, wishing for this nightmare to end--They knew that they were fucked. Suddenly, Middy turned her head toward the side of the couch, resting it on the arm. Her hooves also followed suit, relaxing onto the floor; the few dozen people in the way of her hoof's slowly enlarging shadow soon realised that this was it for them. Immediately, people started yelling, pointing towards the sky of the goddess sleeping above them, until her slightly moist, soft, marshmallowy, yellow hoof collided onto them--Oddly enough, it didn't kill as many as expected, in fact it would've felt like a ton of wet cement and pillow feathers, gently pressing up against them, until they were completely encased in the stuff. Only moments later, Midnight swung her legs onto the coffee table, which also include the unfortunate passengers (Both dead and alive,) stuck to the soles of her hoof onto it. Alozec could see them... Now, they truly were fucked. Getting up from the couch in front, Al began drooling with ecstasy. At this point, there were about 15 people on the floor--The ones who lucky enough to avoid Midnight's hoof... But not lucky enough to avoid Alozec's. She definitely felt something--Something slightly wet and crunchy under one of her hooves, but she couldn't care less, especially now that she had new victims to tease; moving towards them, Alozec carelessly neglected the crimson puddle of guts and gore she just made. The humans stuck on Midnight were completely scared stiff, looking in sheer terror as the head of a gargantuan unicorn hovered closer and closer towards them. Alozec's pupils dilated as she opened up her gigantic maw, slightly drooling on Midnight's hoof when her tongue made first contact. Middy opened her eyes, but when she did, she couldn't make sense of what she saw. Why was one of her best friends licking her body? "Hey! What're-" Alozec was caught in surprise, forcing her to react violently; she didn't mean to punch her as hard as she thought she did... Oddly, the force was strong enough to thrust Midnight into the ceiling, with just her legs dangling to show any signs of life. Even stranger, Alozec looked towards the reader, shrugging her forehooves in a melodramatic pose. "Here, Midnight, this'll explain everything." Logically, her head comically exploded soon after, followed by a short, 80's sitcom laugh track and theme song. "Wait--What?" It was too silly to be true, she thought; tripping over her own dream sequence like somepony mixing up a sentence mid-speech. Midnight slowly opened her eyes once again, this time she saw Alozec, beside her--Trying to comfort her from something. In reality, Alozec did in fact punch her friend, and she was indeed licking Midnight's hooves--Fortunately for her, she couldn't recollect what happened. "You hit your head on the coffee table--as a matter of fact, you've been out for quite some time, now; how do you feel?" "...I feel like 10 pounds of shit in 5-pound sack, if that's any consolation." Middy grumbled, moaning in pain from a nasty headache.
NothingAuthor's Note Warning: contains gore, violence, hoofplay and cruelty, read at your own risk... Nothing Humans killed in Equestria: 781/1,370 Crushed: 367 Presumed Dead: 44 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 "Oh, no!" The microscopic humans thought to themselves, as Midnight's hoof instantly swung downwards; granted, they were now indeed safe from Alozec, but not from the cold, relentless and very solid oak floorboards, however. The thunderous splat seemed to echo within the room, even audible to both Alozec and Midnight. Lifting her hoof up to Alozec's face, Midnight demanded an explanation. "Hey, Al? Be honest with me: What's on the bottom of my hooves, right now?" Having two options to tell her, she had little time to think about her next words. She could simply lie to her friend, or tell Midnight of her sadistic ways. Holding back her sighing tone, Alozec took a deep breath, and spoke: "Nothing, you just... You just stepped on a ketchup packet." Looking closely at the powered remains of human bone and tissue upon Midnight's sole, Alozec noticed something that caught her attention; someone survived the crash landing, and the only living thing on Midnight's body. Entranced from what she saw, she started to mumble to herself, not even realising she opened her mouth in excitement, releasing the slithering beast within it. Looking below to what was left of him, the helpless, micro-sized insect could feel Alozec's devilish tongue rise from underneath him--Every single brush from Alozec's taste buds vibrated the walls he was stuck on, he could feel the intense increase in temperature as her moist tongue grew closer and closer--Her breath becoming stronger and stronger, the smell almost resembled an ashtray filled with cheap cigarette buds. Things seemed to go very smoothly, until Midnight rammed her hoof into Alozec's mouth, unexpectedly. "Damn, you're a weird one, Al, you know that?" Said Midnight, in jest. Alozec's mouth was too full of hoof to properly give an understandable answer; instead, she gave a pleasurable mumble, slowly extracting Midnight's limb from her maw. The passenger onboard Middy's sole, however, was nowhere to be found--He was long gone by now, finding himself exploring the caverns of Alozec's sarcophagus, eventually falling into the endless pit of her stomach, even if he could swim, it wasn't going to save his life, or anyone else's, for that matter. Hours had passed since Midnight first arrived, and she had more than made herself welcome, enough. Looking at the clock on wall, she figured it'd be best if she took off; after all, it was getting quite late. Both Alozec and Midnight said their goodbyes, waving to one-another as Midnight set off into the sunset. Slamming the frame shut, Alozec immediately turned the locks on door, to assure that no-pony would distract her again, tonight. The remaining tinies below had no chance of survival; even if they were safe, they still needed food and water... Something that wasn't exactly common within the floors of Alozec's bungalow, having the rare crumb to be found in the odd corner or two. Needing a quick break, Alozec rushed towards her basement. Pulling out her flip-top lighter, she lit herself a cigarette from her pouch... Inhaling the smokey goodness, she sat down onto the stool near her workbench, putting her hooves up onto it, completely unaware that her thick, rounded plot fell onto the remains of what was the town of western Wendover. To be fair, Alozec completely forgot about them, in fact she couldn't even care if she remembered... but, as the weeks grew, the number of humans left slowly died off: either from accidentally being crushed to death, or through starvation. It was only until the 3rd week that is, that every human on Equestria had passed away. Ending A acquired, see next chapter for Ending B Humans killed in Equestria: 1,370/1,370 Crushed: 661 Presumed Dead: 72 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 Starved: 261 Stubbed out by cigarette: 6
KillersAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains descriptive violence, cruelty, and hints at sexual themes. Killers Humans killed in Equestria: 781/1,370 Crushed: 367 Presumed Dead: 44 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 197 Chewed: 51 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 "Oh, no!" The microscopic humans thought to themselves, as Midnight's hoof instantly swung downwards; granted, they were now indeed safe from Alozec, but not from the cold, relentless and very solid oak floorboards, however. The thunderous splat seemed to echo within the room, even audible to both Alozec and Midnight. Lifting her hoof up to Alozec's face, Midnight demanded an explanation. "Hey, Al? Be honest with me: What's on the bottom of my hooves, right now?" Having two options to tell her, she had little time to think about her next words. She could simply lie to her friend, or tell Midnight of her sadistic ways. Holding back her sighing tone, Alozec took a deep breath, and spoke: "Looks like some of my tiny friends wanted to introduce themselves... Personally. I don't know what they're called, or where exactly they came from, but I assume they're a breed of parasprite, given their size and numbers." Midnight instantly stomped her 'parasprite-occupied' hoof onto the floor, leaving no room for any survivors left... Only their crimson innards could be seen, now painted onto the light-yellow sole of Midnight's left hoof. If that wasn't enough, Midnight slowly twisted her blood-soaked limb left and right, grinding any existence of human remains that weren't vaporised into their on gore. "Ouch, that's gotta hurt..." Alozec commented, allowing her to continue. Getting more than her fair share of overkill, Midnight looked at the damage she caused. She saw the tiny red splotches on her sole--Smiling in satisfaction, Midnight couldn't resist upon giving it taste. She began sucking her hoof dry, as if nothing had ever happened, moments before. Alozec wasn't sure what to think, she could see that a part of Midnight liked the feeling, but not the taste. "You enjoying yourself, sugar?" Alozec asked. Midnight grinned from ear-to-ear, she couldn't believe how great it felt... It was almost therapeutic--She could literally feel the stress just float off of her; she just had to do it again. "Very... I, I just... I just wish I could do it again! Have you got any more to play with?" Alozec patted her hoof onto Midnight, reassuringly, grinning at her in the process. "Maybe we can work something out, darlin', just follow me..." She replied, leading Midnight to her basement. Opening the steel door, both Alozec and Midnight entered the room, they were both tingling with excitement. What happened behind the steel door, however, is unknown... Throughout the passing hours, the only noise from outside it were muffled laughter and shouting, who it came from or why it went on for so long was only known to Alozec and Midnight. What they did together, both with themselves and with the remaining residents of western Wendover, are also unknown... But, In all honesty: Some things are best to be kept behind closed doors, and in this instance, it's no acceptation. You have acquired Ending B, see the previous chapter for Ending A. Humans killed in Equestria: 1,370/1,370 Crushed: 577 Presumed Dead: 44 Drowned: 29 Dissolved: 202 Chewed: 60 Vaporised By Kitchen Appliances: 43 You don't wanna know: 365
Special DeliveryAuthor's Note Warning: This chapter contains violence, murder, hoof-crushing, cruelty, minor discrimination, questionable ethics and new-world order; Read at your own risk. Humans killed in Equestria: 0/1,370 N/a Special Delivery Exhibit A: Alozec, Our Ethically-challenged antagonist... Monster In The Box: Humans: Currently the most actively-populated species on Earth, also referred to as 'Terrans', besting to simplify the most stressful of tasks. Tonight, approximately 0.00002 percent of the Earth's human population will be killed by something out of world, something magical... Soon, their luck will run out, unaware of the adventurous, extraterrestrial encounters they will soon discover. Our story begins in the small town of Western Wendover, a mid-class town in Utah. The citizens of this quaint little town aren't much different than any other regular parts of American civilisation, some like to party, whilst others like to relax and take it easy--But, whoever they were, or whatever they were like, that didn't matter: For when the sun began to fall into the night sky, the foreign creature that was about to make its move showed no mercy towards them. The time was just settling into midnight, and everything was quiet, with only a few small groups of freshmen partying at various bars and burlesque clubs; one would suggest it to be a beautiful night... But, then it happened--Everything got wacky, all of a sudden; Radios were being interrupted by incoherent mumbles, cars started alarming, television screens showed unusual static, and even the lights were flickering in random colours. Soon, the entire town was covered in a strange, soothing yellow and blue energy, paralysing anyone within its range, instantly freezing them inside the uncontrollable anomaly. It only took mere seconds until the town was completely wiped off of the Earth, with only a small crater left to show the where the city of Wendover once existed. Nobody was sure what became of the small town--Terrorism? Test sight? Aliens? No-one knew but the townsfolk themselves, and they were further away from home than anyone could've imagined. When the people awoke from what could only be described as a nightmare, they were still terrified, everything was dark, but movement was audible from within the distance; everyone was confused, unsure of what was going on, and the ground below their feet felt like rough, industrial paper. Not having any time to react, the citizens were forcefully pushed onto the floor, and the odd sensation of what seemed like seismic blasts were heard in the background, muffled from whatever held the helpless people captive. A ray of light crept in from a small tear in the darkness, opening up the new world to the humans to explore--They were horrified at what they saw. Only a few people recognised the familiar layout of the outdoor territory, and those were the folk who saw that one popular cartoon show... Something to do with ponies, surely this was just a coincidence, right? Then, all of a sudden... Those thumps grew louder, and louder. "Oh, great... Those Terra specimens have arrived." Boomed the voice of a titanic, white unicorn, stepping out of the shadows of her front porch. "Note: The specimens in this container may not be used for reproduction... Extermination of these... Blah-blah-blah, violation of the celestial... Uh-huh, Direct specimen disposal Is recommended... Yah-de-ya-de-ya... Yeah, whatever, this better not be boring." She continued, not even bothering to read the 'terms of use' note that was shown on the cardboard box. The few dozen people who heard her godly voice and dared to go outside soon regretted their decision once they saw the Titan in front of them... "Arghh, it came ripped? Can't those damn Mail-ponies take extra care of m-... Oh, my, what do we have here?" It was too late--The Unicorn already noticed a small tear in the package... And the few escaped humans who were now frivolously fleeing away in terror. "Hey, you... Things, whatever you are... Hi." An awkward silence lingered for a brief moment, confusing the tiny specks of life, below. Not only was it odd that she spoke their language, nor the fact she was an alien, but she was a unicorn of all things... "Can you thingies understand me? If you can logically process my words, could I have a volunteer to step up in front of me, please?" By this moment, over 50 people were outside of the box, their brains still mesmerised by what they were seeing. Eventually, one brave soul stepped forward to face the gigantic creature, and it wasn't long after until she spoke up against the group. "OK, OK, listen up! This goes for you insects in the box, too!" She yelled, pointing her hoof aggressively towards the cardboard box in front of her. "I have an announcement to say that will dictate life or death." Everyone's heart sank after hearing that death would be a possible discipline, they knew that whatever it was she was about to say next, wasn't gonna be good news; Many doubted themselves the possibility of seeing their friends and families again, and even many more hoped it to be just a really bad nightmare. Slowly licking her lips, she finally made her announcement... "I am your new guardian, I am your new deity, I am your new master... Which, after all things considered, makes me your new god." Confusion and fear from the humans only multiplied after her small speech, and from what the unicorn saw (Or from what little she could barely make out) she was disgusted at their disloyalty towards her. The lack of any respectful bowing and modest praise only further provoked her. Distastefully holding in a small sigh, she continued in an attempt to negotiate. "Now, I called upon one of you to show an example of loyalty." She immediately looked at the tiny speck with a manic expression upon her face, who volunteered from within the crowd. Wasting no time she lowered her hoof to the ground, just enough to cast a shadow next to the human in front, making him flinch in surprise. "Bug, I command you to go into the shadow of my hoof." Having no choice but to obey her command, the frightened human did just that, albeit, it took slightly longer than she expected, but he obeyed the unicorn's demands, nevertheless. "Wise choice, small one, wise choice." After complementing the useless bug, she spoke out towards all the humans who gathered in a single, large crowd, watching in curiosity to see what would happen to one of their own. "Now, as long this insect obeys my decision will it stay as an insect." "Bug, I now command you to avoid my sweet, merciful hoof." The human below only had enough time to gaze upwards in awe at the giant shadow quickly darkening and widening over him... Until he took his last living breath, a gasp of shock and disbelief, he was instantly smushed to nothing but a thick, crimson paste. "See? Now, if insects disobey Alozec's commands... Insects die." "My first command for all of you is simple: Run away... If I see you, it's game over." It was at this moment when chaos rose for the insects, many began screaming and shouting before running away, mostly attempting to re-enter the box they came from. Some of the people in the group were still unsure of what was going on, continuing to scatter away from each other like a pack of unorganised ants. When her first hoofstep closed in near the disobedient group, most of them figured it was simply a bad dream, wishing it to end abruptly. It was only until Alozec's shadow grew darker, that the few couple of people who attempted to escape were helplessly crushed, their skeletons turning to dust in a mixture of blood and dirt, as the hundred tons of pressure from her hoof claimed their petty lives... Including the few who would've gladly tried to obey any request she had. "Should've listened..." She added, revealing her now somewhat blood-soaked hoof... She couldn't help be utter a snicker, before lifting the package with her magical horn as she happily strode inside her home--Alozec's next-door saw the whole thing, unsure what she just did... If only she knew. Only three people managed to escape from Alozec's grasp... And even to this day they still traverse the odd land of Equestria--Likely to be crushed by a plethora of various ponies nearby; and without food or water, they're as good as dead. Meanwhile, inside the box--Confusion only grew for the humans inside, after they eavesdropped over Alozec's loud voice, still unaware that the voice was from a unicorn. Alozec quickly looked from left and right to see if anypony was watching her, and after seeing just next-door neighbour watering her garden, she was satisfied... Locking and barring her door shut, and shutting any visible light from outdoors away until she was completely alone--Well, her... and over 1,100 humans, no-pony was going to ruin this day for her, she was about to have a really good time... After a brief run downstairs, and into the basement, Al quickly turned on the lights, and placed the package onto a large, wooden table in the middle of the cold, empty room. Jumping up, she sat onto the table, before slowly opening the top of the box... Instantly, the light shone upon her subjects, and ironically so--She really was their god. Almost everyone below was flabbergasted at the sight of her terrifying presence. After a few seconds which felt like minutes of pure silence and awkwardness; She finally spoke to them... "Wow... What can I do with you all--They're so many of you things that--I don't know what to do..." She stuck out her tongue, resting it on the side of the box, letting a waterfall of saliva wash down on a group of humans trying to hide from view whilst she thought up of a plan to dispose of her subjects.
