Into The Dark

Applebloom was standing in the kitchen washing the dishes she had just finished using. At the age of 15 and her cutie mark gained, like the rest of the now disbanded Cutie Mark Crusaders, the apple family decided it was okay to leave her alone for a few nights. She hummed a song from the past and thought of 'Scoots' and Sweetie Belle. She smiled at the carefree days when she was a little filly. Phhh! How she thought her cutie mark was going to be APPLE related. Now that she thought about it she never was really that good at anything apple related at all, her real forte was construction and building. She smiled at how proud Applejack was when she got it. Then scowled as she remembered how horrible Diamond and Silver had been when it was different from the rest of her family it was. Though, at that she had made up for her being the biggest asshole in the word a looong time ago. The dishes done Applebloom pranced into the living room.

The TV was already on. The X Factor.

"BOOOORRRIIIIIIIIINGGG!!!" She shouted. Then slumped onto the sofa and flicked the television onto Sci-Fi. Star Trek, nice! then UGH! Voyager. After about five minutes of flitting around the channels she settled on a documentary about Celestia and Luna. She sat there just watching TV, melting her mind with the one sided propaganda like-  the truth about Celestia and Luna! Yeah. That's right... Right yeah! Celestia was actually a murdering ghost summoning psychopath who hated everyone and Luna was under a spell to not say a thing. Phhsss! All lies! She got up after the program had finished and had a once over of the room making sure it was nice. Alright I guess. She thought with a shrug. Then went up to bed. She passed the door. Then made sure all the lights were off on the bottom floor. The hall smelt of apples and sweat as usual and the third step creaked as usual and the door to her room squeaked as she went into her bedroom.

She showered the slipped into bed. Her light out and door ajar, she soon dozed off . Disturbed sleep followed as a bad dream plagued her mind. Horrible creatures of death and blackness. The world warping and changing as she ran through the shadows and into the light.. Then, she woke up. Suddenly she couldn't move she stared at the wall and started to breath rapidly in the pitch black of her once comforting room. Applebloom tried to cry out, but her voice didn't respond to her pleas of help. She didn't know what to do. Then there was somebody else in the room... Huge, completely black and seething with hatred.  Somehow it stood out against the all encompassing darkness. It scared her. She wanted to get away but she was still immobile. It stared at her. Teasing her with it's merciless, yet rather bored ,blank face. Tears started to roll down her fluffy yellow cheek. It took an age of terrifying nothingness before the huge shadow leaped at poor Applebloom. She let out an awfully loud scream and it shattered.

She sat bolt upright and flicked on her light almost instantly. Then sat there silently crying for her big sister and even her brother.

Applebloom curled up on the apple red sofa in the living room and sighed.  She looked at her shaky hands and thought about last nights events.What happened? Why did it happen? Could it be a ghost?  She thought Then pushed the covers off her and walked over to the mirror. She looked deep into her eyes and groaned. Why would a ghost be after her? What had she done? All these questions came to her as she thought about it longer and longer. Did it want to kill her? Was it an angry family member. Was it- No. It couldn't be. But the one question remained. What the bloody hell did it want?!  Fearful as she was she still had things to do. She got dressed checked the house and took off without a care in the world. Oh! How naive.

It was a nice day the the smell of apples hung light in the air as the strode through Sweet Apple Acres. The wind blew her crimson hair wildly across her face from behind. The autumn leaves fell onto the ground without a sound. The apple trees had just been harvested so the trees were bare of any and all fruits. Her sister made sure of THAT. She could no longer see the huge farmhouse but she knew the place so well she could walk back from anywhere in the oversized orchard. She thought about school and whatever girls think about at that age and smiled. All was well. Maybe. Probably. Hopefully. But then her happiness was abruptly interrupted.

"Oh shit!" She exclaimed as the walked right into the fence on the edge of Sweet Apple Acres. Her shin ached with the power of two hundred and fifty seven bison. "Owowowowowowowowowowowow..." She went off on a series of pain noises as she writhed around on the floor with pain spiking in both her shins. After a while she recovered and pushed herself back onto her two feet and limped back to the house.

By the time she got back it was mid afternoon. The door clicked open as she walked in. *beep* The answer phone went. She picked it up, it was Applejack.

"Aw hey sweetie it's AJ here just wanted to say that something' came up and were gonna need a teensy bit more time up here. So we'll be back in a few days instead of tonight. Really sorry sis'. Love ya' Big Mac says hi!"  You here an 'eeeyup' as she hangs up and the message ends. No. No. No. Not now! Not now! Not while this ghost thing was in the house with her! She gulped and thought about ways to protect herself. AJ would kill her if she left the house unattended so she had to stay. Ummm.... A weapon! An axe would work, they had one in the storage room. Applebloom ran into the storage room and grabbed the weapon from the cabinet. This would do this would do nicely.