Hello, and welcome to Gory Demise, my dears! I am Discord, and I'm here to tell you the terrible gory tales of how many many ponies died! These stories are not for the faint of heart, no no! If you hate being reading about ponies being stabbed through the eyeball, shot in the head, drowned in a lake, or sealed in a tomb, leave! LEAVE, MY DEAR PONIES! But for those strong ponies, follow my voice through the horrific tales of death and demise. As told by me! :)
Sweetie wondered why she ever listened to Scootaloo. Now she was out in the middle of the night, vulnerable to any animal or monster. She looked around the dark, silent Ponyville. Well, downtown Ponyville. Nopony ever came down here since the ghouls took over. Scootaloo dared Sweetie Belle to walk down there and go into the church. "Oh sweet Celestia..." Sweetie whispered. The town was an absolute wreck. Buildings barely standing, blood dripping from roofs of the innocent ones who never made it out. "I should really go now... heh heh heh... yeah..." Sweetie took one step backwards and heard something inside of the Bush behind her. She didn't dare to look back and ran for her life. " Blood will be spilled..." raspy voices of dark creatures said as she ran. "DAMN SCOOTALOO!" Sweetie screamed. Suddenly something gripped her tail. "NO! GET OFF! NOOOOOO!" Sweetie screamed. The ghoul dragged her in slowly, smacking his jaws stained red with blood. "No... AHHH! IT HURTS! Nooooooooooo...." the ghoul ravenously bit down on her leg, breaking it, and pulling her closer. " We will play with you before you become dinner... " it's chilling raspy voice sent shivers down her spine. Suddenly she blacked out.
When Sweetie Belle woke up she was covered in blood. She had tape over her mouth, and she realized she was hanging upside down inside the church. The moonlight some through the collapsed roof and pony bodies were littered here and there. She turned her gaze to the beautifully horrifying stained glass windows. A group of Ghouls stared at her. "Ah, awake. Now, we have been waiting for this so sit still!" Sweetie squirmed with all her might. "Mmmfllggghhfffff!!!" She screamed from behind the tape. The ghoul laughed and looked at her small filly body. " This isn't enough. We must make her suffer, remember? Let us go into uptown. There we can gather a pony to destroy as well!" The others disagreed and said they had a better idea. Sweetie quivered in fear as she watched one of them come up to her. It got closer and closer until Sweetie Belle was face to muzzle with the ghoul. He suddenly cut one rope and grabbed her arm. Then he slid his claws around it, looking for a tender spot. Sweetie was sweating like mad. He then jabbed one claw through her arm, piercing her bone and going almost all the way through. Sweetie screamed in pain and tried to pull away but he kept his claw in her arm, and then dragged it making a long trail of blood along her arm. Sweetie screamed louder and pulled harder. He let go of her arm and was going towards her neck. Sweetie was still screaming behind the tape. " Heh heh, foolish pony." He stabbed his talons into her neck so they came out the other side. The ghoul then feasted on dead Sweetie Belle with his friends. Sweetie was never seen again.
Amelia sat on the mushroom stool waiting for her love, Zachary, at the ship port. Zachary was a green unicorn with a ocean blue mane. Amelia on the other hand, she looked exactly like Octavia, but with a star cutie Mark instead. They were going to run away together from the normal Equestrian lifeon on a sailboat. Zachary pulled in with his beautiful white ship, rimmed with gold. Amelia walked up the steps leading into his ship, the Misty Mare. As she neared the deck Zachary said that a crew would be manning the ship for a few weeks. "Amelia, my dear, it's been so long! I truly cannot wait too catch up with you tomorrow." Amelia felt the same. Before they knew it, it was night again.
Amelia was suddenly awoken by a scream coming from the deck. She ran to see what it was. The moonlight glistened on her nightgown as she ran from porthole to the stairs. Finally she reached the deck only to find the most horrific sight. Zachary was sitting in a pile of dead crew members with blood spilling everywhere. His beautiful green coat stained a dark maroonish color by the blood, his back to her still. She tried to back away but before she could go anywhere he turned his bloodstained face to meet her eyes. He had a look of pure psycho killer. Amelia ran to the tip of the ship to get something, anything top attack with, but found nothing. Zachary picked up a carver knife with his magic that Amelia hadn't seen in the pile of dead crew ponies. "No... Zachary, no no no no no..." He walked slowly toward her in the light of the moon, the only sound was the waves slapping against the boat. "Amelia, my dear..." His psycho grin got wider. "Zachary! Stop! No!" But it was to late. He stabbed completely through her ribcage and pushed her off the boat. Amelia's body was never found.
