Ghost Pony Rider: The Dark Ones

[Canterlot Dungeon. A few hours later.]

  No light. Not even a candle stick. It was pitch black inside the dungeon in the late night. An area of the dungeon were even the moon couldn't reach. No furnishings. Just solid stone floor. The iron bars keeping the prisoner inside were tripled in size. Built to keep a dragon inside it. It was a medium sized cell. Built for two ponies. A lone Pegasus sits in the corner of the dark room in fetal position. His red fur coated in his own feces. A scared look on his face. Stroke hadn't moved since he was put in the cell. He hadn't eaten since yesterday. What he saw inside those empty eye sockets had done more damage to his mental state then it already was. What he saw made Stroke think about what he was doing with his life. He enjoyed it. He loved causing others pain. He loved killing ponies for his own sick games. He loved the feeling of assaulting a lone mare inside an ally way. He loved them all. Stroke started to laugh like the maniacal evil pony he was. A soft cough was heard from behind him. He turned his head to see the lord of chaos himself, Discord. Giving him a huge grin on his face. Stroke got up from his curling position and placed his head on the bars.

"Well, well, well, what have we here?" Stroke says with a smile.

"Stroke I presume?" Discord said leaning in to the bars.

  Stroke let out a evil chuckle and stared at Discord.

"In the flesh. To what I owe the pleasure Discord?"

  Discord clicked his fingers and in the blink of a eye furnishings appeared inside the jail cell. The length of the cell grew longer and it was made into a fancy dinner table. Stroke sat at the table and soon Discord appeared in a cloud of pink smoke in front of him. With another click of his fingers, an entire banquet appeared before the two. A wide selection of fruits and vegetables. Stroke didn't waste time as he went to town on the food. Discord sat back and watched.

"I just wanted to thank you for the marvelous show you put on with my dear friend bonehead." he said chuckling.

  Stroke nearly chocked when Discord mentioned Ghost Pony Rider. That was something he wasn't expecting. Stroke swallowed his mountain of food in his mouth and gave the lord of chaos a confused look.

"How do you know him?" he asks.

  Discord clicks his fingers again and this time a huge projector and screen appeared in the room. Discord pressed the slide button and began the story. Stroke, with popcorn in hoof.

"Years ago, a small pony was bullied because he hadn't gotten his cutie mark yet. The kids who bullied him were different though. They were violent. Built for chaos, and ready to take a life without hesitation. One day, something went wrong. The bullies were more aggressive then they usually were. They cornered him. Beat him nearly half to death. Told to never return home. Then, one day, he found me. The little colt begged for a chance for revenge. I gave it to him. He used his gift to take revenge on the bullies. However, their is always a catch when dealing with Discord! After I had given him this wish. Another child approached me and begged for the same thing. I granted hers. She became over powered with darkness and soon, took up the name, Black Head."

  The slideshow ends and Stroke hadn't noticed he was eating the popcorn box as well. He spits it out as Discord snaps his figures to show a picture of Black Head. Stroke whistles and howls like a dog at the picture. Discord roles his eyes. He then grabs Stroke by the back of the neck and placed him on a lone stool in the now dark room. Every thing had vanished. It was nothing but darkness again. Discord was gone but spoke from the wind.

"She is coming for you Stroke, be prepared."

  Stroke was now waiting patiently for his rescuer. The dark room started to engulf Stroke again as he waited. He heard a sound. A moan in the dark dungeon. Stroke felt a shiver go up his spine as he gulped at the creepy sound. In the pitch darkness you cant tell what is making the noise. Stroke felt sweat drop down his cheek as the pitch darkness felt colder. Stroke then felt a hoof go down on his shoulder. Its cold touch was enough to make him jump. He back against the bars, he looked to see the mare from the slideshow. Her soulless black eyes starting into his. Stroke then began to feel weird. He felt his head get heavier and his eye lids shut. Black Head whistled and Death Trap emerged from the darkness and slumped him on her shoulder.

"Remind me...why do we need this guy?" he asks.

  Black Head smiles and turns her head to Death Trap.

"He is part of my plan."

  Death Trap scratches his head. He didn't quite know what the plan was in the first place. He was sure Black Head explained it at one time, he just wasn't paining attention. Black Head sees the dumb look in his eye and groans. She stops and turns to face Death Trap. Both inside the main hallway of the castle of Canterlot by now.

"The plan was to kill Ghost Pony Rider remember?"

  Death Trap is even more confused now. He wanted just as much to get even with the bonehead as it is but why does Black Head need to kill him with three players?

"Call it personal..." she says before turning back around.

  Both were caught off guard by a squad of guards coming to them. Each carrying swords in their mouths, some using magic to lift them. They surround the two with swords pointed. Black Head gives an unimpressed look as what looked like a captain came to front.

"By order of the princess, you are ordered to give that prisoner back and turn yourselves in."

  Guards come closer.

"Or die."

  Black Head and Death Trap smile. Death Trap lets down Strokes knocked out body. The guards then charge the two but are quickly over powered by the brutal attacks of Black Head and Death Trap. Black Head uses her tentacles to rip the guards in half and slams them into the walls leaving huge dents. Death Trap uses his sharp talons and his sword to turn some of the guards to pieces. With torn body parts across the floor and blood turning the ground into a red carpet. The two dark ones proceeded to carry their friend from the castle.

[Everfree Forest. Morning.]

  Stroke wakes up from his deep sleep. The morning sun heating his face. He notices tow figures standing in front of him. A griffon, and a mare. The same one that knocked him out. He quickly gets up and faces the two. Black Head raises a hoof to stop Strokes rushing.

"Calm yourself Stroke. We have much to talk about."