Prototype: Equestrian Menace

It was raining aliens today it seemed to her as she galloped away from the crater, where a being had just slammed into the ground. While most ponies would be curious or at the very least stunned, she was downright scared her hammering heart reflecting that as she shoved her way past the ponies who had started joining the crowd.

A few of them yelled at her as she pushed them onto their flanks in her hurry to get away. But she didn't care, she already had trouble with zebras and griffons, otherworldly things that appear out of a hole in the sky? No way was she staying near that, nope not even if Celestia herself offered her the throne would she stay near that. The bad thing was, even if she ran to her house it wouldn't be much because the thing of course landed on her street.

Still though it was safer to be inside her house than outside, she thought to herself as her horn lit up, pulling her key out of its expertly hidden spot, inside the flower pot. With a turn of the key she walked inside, peeked out momentarily to see how many ponies had gathered around the crater and then slammed the door. Her home in Manehattan was a simple little house that was 600X400 hooves on each of its three floors, with a few sparse materials to keep herself busy. There was the surround sound system on the first floor, along with her stack of books in the corner and a small loveseat to make herself comfortable in.

She had always liked how she had everything put it was so nice and simple and let her move around with ease, even though her staircase was a walking circle thingy-majiggy. Well not anymore as she walked behind the loveseat and barricaded her front door with it, followed shortly by her pushing her surround sound and books also in front of the door. With that done she trotted up her stairs, her indigo coat standing up in spots just from her nervousness.

Reaching her second floor she came into her kitchen, which was really just drawers full of junk food, a tea pot for boiling ramen and a small refrigerator in the corner. Pulling a few of the cabinets open she yanked out a package of chip and cookies along with several sodas before heading back to her staircase again, but paused as she looked out her window, right beside her stair case and noticed it wasn't locked. Frowning she locked it, briefly wondered why it was unlocked and so big, before remembering why she was panicking and trotted upstairs.

Reaching the top of her little house, the only place that had a door and that was to her bathroom, she jumped into her bed, all of her stuffed animals bouncing into the air. Gathering her blanket around her in her magic she rolled off the bed and proceeded to her bathroom, her black blanket trailing behind her along with her floating snacks. She shoved her door open, shut it behind her and then curled up into a ball in her tub.

Popping the top of one her sodas she sat there thinking about nothing, just taking sips every now and then. After waiting for several minutes she thought about her pile of books downstairs and stood up to get one of her favorites when she heard a mob of screams, followed shortly by a stampede. Yeah buck that.

Ripping a bag of chips open she started munching, waiting for the crowds to stop screaming, which would mean one of two things. They're all dead and she would need to start running, or the alien's dead in which case she needed to start running before its mothership came to rain vengeance upon them all. In the meantime it would be a good idea to learn what she'd been using as shampoo, so she grabbed her several soaps and conditioners and started reading them while everpony kept screaming.

As she started reading her last bottle, she heard the sound of glass breaking and her heart caught in her throat. It was coming for her, to probe her! A little yelp escaped her lips, before her hooves could cover it. Thankfully by the sounds of the hoofsteps below it didn't notice her, but it did notice her food judging by the sounds of her cabinets being ripped open. It was stealing her food... oh well as long as it didn't come for her.

Teeth chattering she picked up one of her sodas and tried opening it, magic failing her as she was too fidgety. When she finally did manage to open it she yelped again, the soda spraying her entire face with sugary goodness. At that the aliens hooves going through her food stopped, more than likely having heard her yelp.

Her entire body shook, as her mind went over every scenario her mind could think of, while the alien's hooves calmly walked up her stairs, each step a sound of authority and determination. Tightening her grip on the blanket she closed herself off from the rest of the world, hoping she'd wake up any second now.

But as the steps reached her floor and went to her bed she knew for a fact she wouldn't be waking up any time soon. It was going to take her regardless of what she did, but she could fight back. With what though? The steps stopped at her bed, pausing for a moment as it probably wondered where she was. Then they walked towards the door of her bathroom.

Untangling herself from the blanket she stood up, legs shaking in fear, two soda cans suspended in the air, more or less at her face level. As the doorknob slowly turned, without a sound she heard it mumble something. Well it wasn't probing her today, regardless of what it said.

The door swung open on its hinges, revealing the alien clad in all grey with a shoulderplate on its right shoulder, and a stabbing instrument on its left arm, while it stood on two legs towering over her. It had four glowing blue eyes, one massive one on the left side of its face then three smaller ones going in a circle on its right. The worst thing about it though... was the fact it didn't have a mouth, it did have some type of weapon leveled at her face though, almost shaped like a L.

Screaming through her fear she sent her sodas flying in between its legs instantly sending it to the ground as it to screamed, but more so in pain than in fear like her. Running over its body, not caring if her hooves crushed its back she dashed to her staircase and practically flew down it. She made it past the alien, the thing that sent the mobs of ponies screaming down the street. She would be jumping with joy if it weren't for the fact two more of them were staring at her, frozen midway through searching her cupboards, one of them its arms laden with snacks and the other in the process of stealing her milk.

Upon seeing her though they dropped their respective stolen goods and tackled her, not expecting the two more aliens. With all her might she kicked the aliens and screamed, "Get off me I don't wanna be probed!!"

She landed a successful buck against one of their chins while the other held her forehooves still, doing its best to keep her from doing the same to it. The one she kicked rubbed its chin before raising a foot and swinging it at her. She didn't have time to scream before her world went dark.