Welcome To The Family

by BioQuillFiction

Rating: teen
Tags: Dark, Alternate Universe, Human, Crossover
Length: 1326

every"thing" has a family so why not murderers and horror stories?

Our nightmare MLP characters towards the end of of their run suddenly awake in a huge mansion filled with all sorts of unbelievable creatures and 'THINGS' that drive whoever sees them to insanity, they've never felt more at home they even have a new "Father".

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-10-21 17:30:02 UTC

New Home

Ponyville in the mid fall, the crisp dry leaves blowing in the wind, in the town square Pinkie is on a large stage, ponies watching her as she is restrained by heavy chains wearing her hoof made dress of pony hide, pegasus wings and unicorn horns blood still sliding down her back and side from her latest additions. A pair of light blue wings and a piece of hide showing a rainbow lightning bolt cutie mark sewed onto the front right leg, Pinkies head lay down on a large flat wooden table. A large unicorn stallion wearing all black levitating a large axe next to his side, Twilight walks up next to Pinkie levitating a scroll, swallowing as she opens the scroll and begins to speak.

"Pinkamena Diane Pie, you are charged with the crime of first degree murder of over twenty seven adult ponies, four foals, and one Griffin how do you plead"?

Pinkie look over to Twilight smiling like as if it were any other conversation. "Guilty silly".

A single tear escapes Twilight's eye, she holds back any further tears and continues reading on with a shaky voice. "Then by order of the princesses and the equestrian law you have been sentenced to death." Twilight stands silent shaking with tears flowing down her tightly closed eyes. "By the demands of the families of the victim's your death sentence is to be beheaded in public for all to see." Twilight runs off stage, a small trail of tears on the floor is all that is left after she runs off.

Pinkie pie looks over. "Bye Bye Twilight!" She looks up and see's the the axe levitated by the pony in black ready to swing. Pinkie looks over to the crowd and see's far in the back a tall figure dressed in all black with several tentacles squirming out of it's back, as she moves her head up to look to it's face she is met with a blank space where it's face would be. "hu"?

The stallion dressed in black levitates the axe back into a swinging position. " Any last words, murderer?"

"Ya, who is that guy?" Pinkie points over to the back with her muzzle but no longer sees the figure. "hu.."

All fades to black.

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Darkness, As Pinkie looks over to all directions and sees only an eternal darkness around her she also finds her dress is gone and her coat void of any blood stains. "Hello, any pony here"? She continues to look around eyes eventually falling upon her cutie mark which now bears a black circle with an X over it. "what the heck!?" as she shakes off her curiosity she walks within the darkness then out of thin air a door appears in the distance, metallic and rusted with the appearance of a red liquid Pinkie recognizes instantly as blood. "Now where the heck do you lead to, and who is bleeding out behind you?" Pinkie trots quickly over to the door using her hooves to pry them open she is met with a large bedroom the walls decorated like her basement back at the cakes store, down to the arrangement of the skulls on the table. Yet there is a large round bed in the shape of a cake, the sheets bear resemblance color of freshly spilled blood and the pillows are made to look as if knifes and nails rusted with blood stains stick out in every corner. "Wow... this is like my dream bedroom I wished I could have had back home, if only the Cakes wouldn't freak out if I did."  As Pinkie pie trots into the room the door shuts behind her, as she jumps she turns around not seeing the backs of the rusted doors but instead a pair of fine dark oak doors with golden handles that come together on each side to form her cutie mark just above the handles. "wha...?"

As Pinkie pie opens the door she is met by a strange creature wearing a mask with black void like holes over the eyes, it stands on two legs like a dragon but no ware near the height. "Good evening miss, are you in need of anything miss Pinkamena"?

"Who are you, what are you!?"

"I am... human in a way, and my name is Jack I am a servant in this house".

"House?"

"You are in Fathers house, he has the power to see through the veils of time and space and pull out the ones he deems his children, you as well as the others are the newest edition to our family."

"Family?  Wait, wait, wait others?"

"Indeed, about two months ago Father discovered a whole new reality hidden in the deepest part of the fabric and within this new reality he found and saved six of it's residents, yourself included."

"Six including me? but..."

Jack places his finger on Pinkie's nose making her stop in shock. "Please miss the others are waiting and father is looking forward to introducing you to the rest of our family."

Jack removes his finger from Pinkie's nose and begins to walk down the hallway, Pinkie following still asking away with all the time in the world. "So... what is the veil, exactly?"

"The veil is the flow of energy in and between worlds and dimensions. Our Father has been given the gift to see into any and every world that is connected by the veil."

"Alright then but why and how does he pick some and how does he pick the ones to be his 'children'?"

"Father has lived for millions of years and has seen only a few of our kind in all of creation, if he finds us he will adopt us and let us live our lives as we please".

"Our kind?"

"It's like this, every world in the veil or fabric due to the energy flow live in peace and harmony however their are some like us who are born outside that flow and turn out different, more violent."

"Is that the reason I enjoyed killing so much?"

"Most likely, we all have blood on our hands, or in your case hooves."

"... Who is Father?"

Jack stops, tilting his head down as if he is pondering the question. "Father has never said his real name or title to us we only know him as Father, and we don't mind not knowing he saved just about all of us from death and for our kind death offers no true escape".

"Oh... whats that about title and the death part?"

Jack straightens out and begins walking Pinkie still following behind him. "To answer the first question we all have a title it's a way of showing existence that we are here and we are watching, we write our lives in a short story and send it to random people on the internet under the master title creepy-pasta.  As for death they say when one dies they are sent to a place free of this worlds hardships but for us we are sent to a place with an eternal burning fire where the ones like us are tortured for doing what we want, Father says it is ruled by a creature so evil and mad that what we do is child's play in comparison".

"Because of what we do or because of what we are?"

"... I'm not sure." The two walk down the long dark hallway for several more minutes until they reach a pair of large blood red doors, the handles colored gold yet they are rusted and flaking off their paint. "The others are beyond this door, Father will join you all shortly."

Pinkie walks up to the door, placing hoof on the handle. "Wait but..." when Pinkie turns to ask Jack another question but he is nowhere to be be seen. "Uhhh, alright then, time to meet my new family I guess..."