Author's Note
Hello everypony! this is my first book i have ever published here so please don't hate me if it's terrible! 
Humble Beginnings
It was a dark, stormy night in the ruins of ponyville, a certain purple pony was doing a 'Project'
"Where is it? Where is it? WHERE IS IT?!?" Twilight said as she was searching through the piles of bodies. Then Spike showed up with a fresh brain. But Spike looked different, he was taller, with a strange device on his head. His eyes were drooping & his back was slouched as if he was a zombie.
Twilight then looked back at her home, Feeling a bit embarrassed. It was filthy and unorganized. A thing that was very alien to Twilight, It has been many years. A lot can happen at that time though.
"Yes! Thank you Spike!!" She squealed. Her horn glowed with magic as she used it to grab the brain from the Purple Dragon's hands. She went to a metal table, rust and blood all over it. Twilight used her magic again, this time piecing up a body on the table with various body parts then sewing it up. She took a head from the pile of bodies, it was missing a jaw, so she took one out from the pile then proceeded to sew it up.
As Twilight was sewing the body, she saw the sky was starting to clear up slowly, so Twilight hurried her sewing but she knew she had to leave it like that. Only a small part had been sewn, from the jaw to a few inches of the cheek. She took a moment to admire her handiwork, It had a mare-like muzzle, it's left eye was Purple while the other which was sewed up was green, It's Torso had a Y-like Surgeon's cut on it which was sewed up. His torso as well as his right foreleg was pale, His other foreleg was Green, his left back leg was Dark grey & his other one was red. Twilight then pulled the chains to raise the metal table to the top.
"Flick the switch, Spike!" Twilight commanded. Spike did as he was told. All of the sudden lightning erupted and hit the corpse making it twitch from the electrical shock. A few minutes later the storm clouds had cleared up as Twilight lowered the platform. The body twitched to life as it's eyes struck open, Spike came close to the metal table to examine Twilight's handiwork. The living corpse stared at twilight who was smiling in delight then at Spike.
"It worked...." Twilight mumbled.
"Hello, son, can you speak?" She asked
"Y-yes" The body said shakily and shocked that he was breathing again.
"Can you walk?" She asked again.
The Stallion tried to stand up from the metal table but he was only able to stay still for a few seconds before his legs gave up.
"N-no..."He replied. Twilight smiled and pondered a bit as to why his legs were still weak, she thought t was that not much blood has gotten to them.
"Well, I'm Twilight Sparkle, and this is my friend, Spike" She said warmly as Spike waved at him. "From now on, you'll be named 'Rotten Flesh'!" She added
The stallion didn't like his new name much but he stuck to it all the way. He looked down to see a puddle of water reflecting his face. Showing a grim and unending smile stuck to his face. He was about to protest about it until a strange beeping was heard Interrupted Oh no, this is not a perfect time for a fucking patrol, wait, this is a perfect time to hone his skills in killing! Twilight thought.
"What was that?" Rotten Flesh asked, slightly skeptic.
"Come with me, we've got business to attend to..." She smirked, a sudden familiar aura surrounded them, Twilight's horn sparked, & the next moment they were in the woods.
"Get down...!"Twilight gripped her revised torture weapon which was a fishing lineperfect for strangulation. Rotten Flesh then proceeded to duck down.
".... Alright, none of you are to split up from your partner & if you do see the target, Do not engage. You shall report back. Are we clear?" A stern voice commanded.
"Yes sir!" four other voices said
"Ok, you take the group of three while i take the other ones out" She planned, a grin plastering on her face as she left. Rotten flesh wasn't really a cold blooded killer, much less like seeing the sight of blood. But a sudden rush came over him, making him crave for blood & flesh. He sprinted towards the group of three, tackling the leader of the group making him fall to the ground while the other two ponies were frozen in fear. Rotten Flesh looked at him with dilated pupils & horrifying smile which made his lower jaw hang by a threadLiterally. The pony below him was terrified, shaking vigorously, a hint of fear in his eyes. Rotten Flesh's tongue hanging down then started to lick the poor sod.
"P-please have m-mercy!" He stuttered out.
"No Mercy for the weak!" He said in a more terrifying voice as he gnawed off the stallion's head, fitting it wholly in his mouth, the two others were about to run before they were both pushed down by Rotten Flesh & Twilight. She had started to strangle the other one while she watched Rotten Flesh bit through the flesh of his pony. She was very impressed at her work, she smirked & when the job was finished, they went back to her lab.
Once they got back, Rotten Flesh had started thinking of how & why he brutally murdered another pony, he was in a state of mass confusion & was about to ask until he was interrupted yet again.
"You better get some rest, we've got a lot of work to do tomorrow!" She put a blanket over him, gesturing him to sleep. He did sleep, still wondering what happened.
"Spike, get me my notes, we've got a lot of work ahead of us...." Twilight stated as she left the room.
