Jacket lifted up his baseball bat, swinging down at the man's face. The baseball bat, connecting with the man's head, created a cracking sound. The baseball bat cracked, and the man's head was split open, his skull broken in half, and his brain slowly spilling out. Jacket then rammed his foot into the man's head, squeezing into his eyes, and letting the blood spurt out everywhere.
To Jacket, this was another job. Another day in his life. Another contract.
Jacket threw the baseball bat to the side, walking towards the exit doors. He looked around at his 'art'. Men were everywhere, their heads decapitated, split open, or just brutally bashed. One man in particular had both of his hands ripped off. Jacket looked down at his clothes, stained with blood. He opened the exit door, and walked out to the van.
Twilight was writing furiously, as she had almost forgot to send Princess Celestia a letter. She didn't want to have what happened last time happen once again. Twilight finally dotted the final period, and wrote her name at the end.
"Spike! I need you to send a letter to Celestia!" Spike opened the door to her bedroom. Twilight lifted up the Scroll with her purple aura, and let it fall into Spikes hands. Spike lifted the scroll up, belching the green flame onto it, and let it disappear to Celestia's Castle.
"Thank you Spike." Twilight literally flopped onto her Bed.
"I had almost forgot to write to Celestia again. That is the second time, who knows what would happen if I forget again!"
"It's just a letter Twi, I'm sure she won't be angry if you forgot to send it again. It's not like its the end of Equestria." Spike said, heading to his small little 'Bed'. It looked more like a basket.
"I know Spike, it's just I don't want to make her feel that I haven't been doing my job. You know, learning friendship?"
"Just go to sleep Twi."
"Yeah, you're right. Goodnight Spike."
"Goodnight." Spike said, as he snuggled firmly into his little blanket, and Twilight climbed into her blanket, falling asleep quickly.
Jacket had just arrived back at his house. He checked back with the Phone.
"Thank you so much for taking care of those boys! They were really making a racket! Thank you so much." He hung up the phone. He took a seat on his couch, His mask still on.
BANG!
A loud noise came from his bedroom, near his closet. Jacket got up, pushing open the door quickly.
BANG!
There it was again. Jacket looked at the Closet, where the noise was coming from. The loud bangs made the hinges on the door become very loose. He slowly stepped closer to it, and opened the door.
Only to be greeted with a purple like Worm whole, that sucked him inside.
Yep. Just another day for Jacket. Like always.
Jacket saw darkness, and that's all he saw for a few minutes. Jacket wasn't terrified at all, but more Curious.
Then, Jacket heard a loud warping sound, then spewed out of the portal onto the cold grassy ground. The portal closed. Jacket lifted himself up, with the help of a tree. He looked where the Portal just was. It was gone, and Jacket didn't know where he was.
Jacket took a look around. He was outside, somewhere. Tree's covered the whole area, along with grass and colorful flowers. Jacket adjusted his mask, making it more comfortable. He looked down a dirt path, leading through the tree's. He took a step down the dirt path, then only to be hit in the head by something.
Jacket turned to see what it was.
A Baseball bat.
Jacket grabbed the baseball bat, twisting it in his hands, while heading down the path. Jacket, for some reason, could feel that this day was going to be his favorite day of all. The day he was going to start a massacre. The biggest massacre, anything has ever seen. He could just feel it in his veins, knowing that today was the day. Why else would a portal suck him up? Why else would he be given a baseball bat? Why else?
Jacket knew the only reason, was the reason that made the most sense. Today, he was going to be noticed as the Monster He always was.
As Jacket walked down the Dirt path, he took notice that this looked nothing like Miami. This was somewhere else, somewhere different.
Jacket finally, after a few minutes of just plain walking, had made it to a clearing. In the distance, he saw a house, and a bridge leading to what seemed to be a large town. Jacket knew that this was what he was destined for. He walked down to the small little bridge, up to the house. The house seemed to be on a hill. Jacket climbed up the small hill, walking on the small sidewalk.
Jacket looked inside the window to see a bunny rabbit.
Jacket tapped his Baseball bat.
Whoever lived here, was going to be his first victim.
Celestia and Luna just had a meeting in the Royal Canterlot throne room. Celestia had just entered her Royal Bedroom, and gotten into bed. For some reason, she had a bad feeling. She shivered the feeling off, trying to get rid of the feeling as she tried to fall asleep, but she couldn't stop thinking about what could happen.
Something was going to happen, and she didn't know what.
And that's what made her Paranoid.
Celestia had made the decision to talk to Luna about it in secret. Maybe it was just something to not even care about, or maybe it was some kind of warning.
Whatever it was, Celestia couldn't keep awake about it. She needed her sleep. Celestia snuggled closely into her blankets, and fell asleep.
Author's Note
Hey!
This is going to be a short story. And I can guess that you guys know exactly where this is going.
This is a new story that I will be starting, but it won't be my main focus, as I am still focusing on another story.
This story will just most likely be to keep things lively. Some new things will spice things up around here huh?
Jacket looked up into the sky. It was night, the perfect time to commit a murder. No one would know.
Jacket was going to get in the only way he knew how to get in. By bashing the door open. Jacket lifted the baseball bat, and swung it against the knob, multiple times. He swung again, and again, and again. Finally, until the knob broke off. He put his hand inside the door, unlocking the mechanical parts. He stepped inside.
No lights. He did see the rabbit again, it looking him straight in the eye holes of his chicken mask. The rabbit then took off backwards, but not quick enough to dodge Jacket's speeding bat.
It hit the rabbit, killing it instantly. The crunch sound was audible, and the small little scream of the rabbit was heard. Jacket went further into the house, not caring of the blood mess of a rabbit he had left. He heard some kind of whimpering in another room. He turned towards that door, and headed inside.
At first, it was dark, the blinds shut, and the whimpering was louder. He slammed the bat to the side of the wall, the whimpering became a scream. He went directly in the direction of the sound. Jacket, swung his bat blindly at the direction. He could feel the connection of something hitting the bat. He then heard a thud on the floor.
Jacket broke open the blinds, letting the moon light shine in to give him some eyesight.
What he saw on the ground.
Was a yellow..
Pink haired..
Pony.
Jacket, staring in confusion on what the hell he was seeing, adjusted his mask once again.
"P-Ple-ease... D-Do-nt hurt m-mee.." The pony said, the left side of her head bashed in and bloody.
Jacket pulled out his tape recorder, Pressing the button.
"Please be advised, the following scenes are only for mature audiences." The female voice came from the tape recorder.
Jacket then swung his bat down onto her face, bashing it in completely, mutilating her face and exposing her skull. Some blood spurted outwards onto his mask.
But Jacket didn't care.
Jacket never did care.
Jacket moved quietly outside the house, closing the door.
Jacket realized that, a talking pony in a house couldn't be possible.
He was on another world, wasn't he?
Why else was there a giant purple portal?
Well, before he moves into the town for some more, 'Kills' he was going to need his rest.
He went back into the house, moved the lifeless pony body, and slept in it's blood.
Twilight awoke from her sleep, yawning heavily. She looked outside her window, it was just uprising morning.
She looked to the side of her bed, seeing spike snuggled asleep in his small 'Basket' bed. Twilight got up from her bed, heading outside of her room, downstairs into the kitchen.
"What should I make this time? Maayybbeee, some home-made wheat cereal? That'll do." She took out the small little carton of milk, pouring it into a bowl, then mixing in her wheat cereal. Her personal own creation. She grabbed the bowl with her magic, heading back upstairs onto her desk.
"Mmm.." She lifted up the cereal in her magic, eating it. It tasted exactly how she liked it.
"Morning Twilight." Spike said, a small bit of achyness in his voice.
"Want some cereal?" Spike looked over at her bowl.
"I'd rather not, you know what happened last time I had some." Twilight sighed, then taking another bite.
"Well, Pinkie promised that she was going to throw all of us a party at sugarcube corner, so we should get them and head there.."
"Alright." Spike headed downstairs towards the door, Twilight followed along with.
Ten Minutes Afterwards
"Alright, all we need is fluttershy."
"Well, her house isn't that far from here." Twilight followed along the path, on the outer-most edge of the everfree forest, Were fluttershy's house was.
Ten Minutes Earlier
Jacket got up from his slumber. He could feel the blood soaked into his clothing. He got up, exiting the room. Fluttershy's dead body positioned leaning on the wall, the blood dried up on her head.
Jacket headed out of the house, baseball bat in hand. He left the area, heading on the outer edge of the town, hiding behind its houses walls, and dodging out of sight. He didn't want to be seen. He wanted to cause as much trouble as he could without being seen at all.
Twilight climbed up the path to Fluttershy's home. She saw the busted in door.
"What the heck?" Spike said, Twilight, also as confused as Spike. Twilight hesitantly opened the door.
"H-Hello? Fluttersh-" Twilight saw Angel's dead, squished body on the floor. Her first reaction? Scream.
"TWILIGHT! TWILIGHT! C-Calm down! E-everything allriigghtt." Spike calmed Twilight down.
"W-What happened?!" Twilight asked Spike, as if he were to know.
"I-I don't know.. B-But we need to check it out." Twilight slowly stepped inside, dodging Angels dead body, and his blood. What confused her the most, was that there were weird, paw prints of blood leading out the door.
They went into the house, deeper, going into Fluttershy's room.
They were greeted with her dead body.
Twilight screamed as loud as she has ever screamed before. Tears ran down her face and she ran outside the house, almost stumbling upon the hill. Spike, ran out the house, closed the door, and went straight for Twilight.
"W-WHAT KIND OF SICK MONSTER DOES THAT?!" Twilight was crying, not stopping at all. Not even to take a breath.
"T-Twilight..." Spike, also having tears in his eyes, along with fear. "W-We need to notify Celestia.. T-There's a murderer on the loose..."
"Y-You're right spike." Twilight stood up, her wobbly legs from her crying and the amount of fear in her. Spike slowly walked with Twilight back to the town.
"W-Who does that... W-Who..?"
Author's Note
JACKET DOES THAT!
THAT'S WHO!
Well, here's another chapter! Our first beloved victim, Fluttershy! Brutally murdered! Isn't this story just, so fun?
Oh, by the way, if you don't like your favorite characters being murdered, you might want to leave this story as fast as you can before its to late! c;!
This isn't my usual style of stories, so i'm quite new to the whole 'Gore' and 'Dark' theme of story writing, but hey, First time for everything right?
Well, I hope you like the story!
