Hollow Mask

Someone knocked at the door. Principal Celestia paused drinking her coffee and put the cup on her desk. "Come in." Hunter opened the door and walked in the small office. She scanned the room shortly before she sat down in the single chair before Celestia's desk.

"I think we haven't been introduced," Hunter said, "My name is Hunter and you must be 'Tia."

Celestia's eyes narrowed, "Show some respect. You know why you are here?"

"No."

The principal sighed, "In the last few hours some strange things happened. I and Co-Principal Luna were absent during Lunch like most of the teachers. From what we have been told you held the entire school hostage and caused massive damage to one of the east hallways using large amounts of acid. Some of the students believe you hunted some alien creature, which I find hard to believe. Additionally one of our students, who is part of our school band, was brutally murdered. If you can't explain to me what else could have happened you are in deep trouble, my little student."

Hunter snickered, "Oh man, you are just like her."

Celestia raised an eyebrow, "Like who?"

"Princess Celestia, of course," laughed the cyan girl.

"Princess Celestia," whispered the principal, "So you came through the portal which Twilight used?"

"This is, indeed, correct. I was sent through to deal with the thing that caused all of this," Hunter explained, "You see, the thing that roamed your corridors is a perfect predator. It would not have stopped no matter what until every single student of yours is dead or host to its hellspawn. Its blood is highly acidic."

"That does not explain the dead student."

"It does not hunt because it's hungry. It hunts because it wants to taste blood. Believe me, we are lucky that only one of your precious little students died, Tia."

"Stop calling me Tia," said Celestia as her eyes narrowed further. Hunter was wondering if she was still able to see.

She put on a sterner face, "Make me. I'm not your student."

"I'm very sure the police would be very interested in you. What would stop me from calling them and let them arrest you?"

Hunter smirked and leaned back in her chair, "Olivia."

"And who is 'Olivia'?" asked the principal, "I'm sure no government agent could prevent arrest for murder, foreign or not."

"Last time I checked, she smacked a deity, 'Princess Celestia' in the face with a clipboard just because she could. Not only that but she managed to coerce and blackmail her into accepting me as Equestrian citizen. Should I continue or should I mention that I don't like her either? I'm very sure that even IF I get arrested she would propably blow up the entire prison to get me out."

Principal Celestia's face was pale. "Nono. I think we will," she said, pausing only to find a fitting phrase, "drop the charges."

Hunter nodded and stood up, "I'm sorry but I really can't risk being imprisoned. My time here is limited to about a month, plus minus a few weeks."

She walked out of the door and closed it, leaving behind a slightly confused principal. After a few seconds Celestia reached down and opened one of the drawers and pulled out a bottle filled with a crystal clear liquid. A label was glued crudely on it which read "Luna's Moonshine\approx. 70% vol." The principal took the coffee cup on the desk, emptied it and filled it to the brim with the liquid. "Why can these things never be easy?" she mumbled before she took a long sip.

Outside the door Sunset was waiting for Hunter. She had crossed her arms on her chest and was tapping with one foot on the floor impatiently, "That fast?"

Hunter laughed and walked past Sunset, "I just mentioned Olivia. She won't be a problem anymore." She stopped at a vending machine and pulled out a cola. She opened the can and leaned back beside the machine.

"Where did you get the money from?" asked Sunset, her eyes narrowing.

"Olivia 'found' a wallet and shared with me," the cyan girl responded, "She even bought some stuff for me, you know, clothing and that."

"That's stealing."

"So what?"

Sunset sighed loudly, "I hate you... Did Olivia say anything what your next 'job' is?"

Hunter shrugged, "She just said 'spoilers'. But, you know, what is the worst that could possibly happen?"

*french accent*

28 hours later...

"Aren't you a cute one?" cooed Hunter. She held the decapitated zombie head to her face, nuzzling it. She had rammed her sword in the concrete, looking like the famous sword in the stone. The head snapped at her while she baited it with her finger. Hunter threw the head at the wall and turned for the next zombie.

Hunter, Sunset and Rainbow where in a small empty hall. They had barricaded most entrances and dealed with the zombies that were still inside. The ceiling was about 3 meters high, the hall itself was about 10 by 15 meters. Except for support beams it was empty.

Sunset growled, "Oh god. Stop it, that is really disturbing." She turned around and the fireaxe she held burried itself into another zombie head.

"I have no problem with that. Smashing zombie skulls in is like the most awesome thing ever... except me, of course," Rainbow yelled from the back. She was currently busy decapitating zombies with her broadsword. Unlike Hunters sword, it was covered in various body fluids. The dull blade of Hunters sword was clean as a mirror, atleast as much as the dull metal allowed.

For Hunter it was more like a game. She repeatedly spoke with them like they were pets or tried to arrange them in artistic ways, all they while giggling like mad.

"Hey, where is the pink monster? Haven't seen her for a while," Hunter asked.

Sunset inspected the barricades, "You are weird, Hunter. Pinkie-weird at minimum."