Call of the Myth
Death is a talent
Previous ChapterThe ponies stood there,not being able to fully process what they had just witnessed.
The lovable PinkiePie had been murdered, in a less than lovable way.
"Well,how are you going to live just standing there?" the evil voice broke the silence.
A small light flashed on in the back of the cell,revealing a small amount of other pony corpses. Beside the pile of bodies, five doors opened. The fifth started slamming shut and open,with lights flashing about.
"I suggest none of you girls go in that one." This time,the voice sounded almost as if it cared about them. "Oh,how very rude. I never have introduced myself,have I?" He paused for awhile, as if he were thinking. "Well," He resumed, " I guess you can call me...Host. It's suitable,as I am hosting your games."
"You call this a fucking game you sadistic sack of SHIT!?" shouted Rarity,She knew her comment would make no affect on the Hosts thoughts or goals,It just felt amazing to get it out.
Tick tick tick
"That's your cue ladies. This room will be filled with....nightmares soon if you don't choose a door.
Twilight took the first door,to the far right,The others chose the doors in the same fashion going Fluttershy,Rarity and Applejack.
"Remember girls,Death is a talent"
And the doors closed behind them.
Hey guys,this is where the fic gets interesting. Go to each chapter for each pony to hear their story,but DO NOT go to "Bloody Arch" until you've gone through them all.
