Apple Bloom wandered around aimlessly around the forest with her friend Scootaloo and her son Oliver. As she did this she called out the name of her missing friend. Sweetie Belle had been missing for well over a week now and it was eating them alive. They didn't know what to do, where to go, or how to handle it. They started by hanging posters left and right, which earned them a visit from Rarity where they had to explain that her younger sister had simply just vanished. Once Rarity was informed word got around to Pinkie and then suddenly everypony in Ponyville knew she was gone. The residents then went out day and night in an attempt to find the missing mare as her nearest and dearest friends search high and low for her as well. They went at it non-stop, being excused from work in order to search for the unicorn they had known since they were very young.

Scootaloo, despite missing Sweetie Belle just as much as Apple Bloom, kept her cool about the whole situation. She had worked quickly and calmly. She would commonly search the ground with her friend and son, but from every now and again she would take to the skies to get a better range of view. She wouldn't admit this allowed, but she's felt an emptiness inside of her grow once Sweetie Belle was gone. Something was nagging at her, as if trying to tell her that their was something else going on, but no matter how much se thought about it she just couldn't put her hoof on what could have happened.

Oliver felt terrible about all of this; about his mother and how she 'vanished'. But, what could he do? He couldn't go to the police, his body wouldn't let him. He couldn't tell anypony, his mind kept that from being an option. It bothered him constantly though, not really the guilt of doing something so horrible, but how doing it felt so right. Yeah he had felt like someone stabbed him in the chest, no pun intended, at first. However, once he took the time to think about it, something inside of him was telling him that it was okay. That what he did was natural, like natural selection. Then these thoughts started flowing through his mind, thoughts about hurting other ponies. This scared him, but at the same time it made him feel excited. Every time the image of blood shed filled his mind he would become hyperactive and his stomach would growl at him like a wild beast. Princess Luna hasn't visited him lately, she must be busy. There are thousands of ponies asleep at night, it's not like she'd just be able to check them all at once to see what's bothering them and helping lead them the right direction. It wasn't needed anyway, after the incident his nightmares seemed to just stop.

As they wandered the woods they continued to call out Sweetie Belle's name, praying for a response, minus Oliver who already knew the truth about what had happened to her. While on their journey Oliver would look around at the dangerous wildlife that filled the Everfree. Yes, they were ferocious monsters that wanted to tear them limb from limb, but whenever Oliver was around they would keep their distance. It was almost as if they felt threatened by him and that kind of power felt good to Oliver. He looked down to see a small bunny, probably one of Fluttershy's. It wasn't normal for small creatures of all thing to be okay with him, but there were a small few that wouldn't run away in terror thanks to Fluttershy convincing them that he wouldn't do anything to hurt them. It looked up at him while wearing a small smile on its tiny face and holding its arms up as if it were asking to be held. Oliver lowered himself onto his knees, grabbing the bunny in one of his hands and twisting its little neck with the other. The small animal made the cutest little squeak as the sound of its spine breaking filled Oliver's eardrums blissfully.

"Oliver!" Apple Bloom called out to her son. He had gone completely still and was staring off into space as if he were being hypnotized. Te look he had on his face scared her slightly, along with his behavior. His sharp teeth were bared and he was breathing rapidly. He almost looked like he was wild animal. "Oliver!!!" She called again, this time actually managing to catch his attention. His breathing slowed down and he started to inspect his hand for some reason, as if he were looking for something.

Oliver snapped out of his short daydream, looking down at his hands to discover that he was not holding the corpse of the small bunny. It was all just in his head. He found himself becoming lost in daydreams like this a lot lately and honestly he didn't know how to feel about them. Part of him knew that it was wrong, while another part of him made him feel as though it was natural. His mind was constantly at war with itself about his emotions and what would be right or wrong.

"Oliver, are you okay?" Apple Bloom asked, her worry for her son growing. He seemed to be getting worse with every passing day and she felt as though this was all because Sweetie Belle had vanished. Of course she wanted to find her friend to ensure her safety, but also to end whatever torment their son seemed to be going through.

"Yeah, I'm fine." He said, trying to assure his mom that there was nothing wrong. "I just thought I heard something is all."

"Like what?" She asked, hoping that nothing was coming after them. The creatures here usually stayed away when Oliver was with them. Suddenly a small white bunny hopped out from the bushes, bounding up and down madly and pointing to a spot just a bit deeper into the woods.

Scootlaoo flew over after noticing that the rest of the group had stopped and came over just in time to see the wildly bounding rabbit. "Is that Angel bunny?"

"It sure look like'em." Apple Bloom answered, lowering herself to his eye level. "What's wrong, little buddy?"

The small white fuzzball kept bouncing and pointing before simply taking off in the direction it was motioning to. The three looked to each other, then started following the rabbit. Not even seconds later they came across a yellow pegasus with a pink mane laying down in the dirt.

"It's Fluttershy!" Scootaloo shouted, flying over to the mares side and rolling her over. She quickly looked her over, noticing a lump along with a small trace of blood on her forehead.

Apple Bloom made it over shortly after Scootaloo with Oliver standing behind her. "Is she alright?"

"She's knocked out and from the looks of it I would say she hit her head." Scootaloo explained, but she wasn't exactly a doctor so that was all she could figure out.

Oliver reached down and Fluttershy up, throwing her over his shoulder. "Come on, we've gotta go get help." He took of down the direction they had came with his mothers following close behind him, but before they could get very far he tripped over a root, causing him to fall over with his shin slamming into a large rock. He fell to the ground and dropped Fluttershy, he body only sliding about a foot away from where he landed. Oliver was rolling on the ground, grunting in pain at his injury.

Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were quick into action, Scootaloo moving by Fluttershy's side and Apple Bloom by Oliver's. The farm horse lifted the leg of Oliver's pants and was met with a sight that made her vomit in her mouth.

"Scootaloo noticed her friends odd behavior and questioned it rather quickly. "Apple Bloom, what's wrong, is he going to be okay?"

Oliver looked down, seeing the bone of his leg sticking out of a large chunk of torn flesh with blood leaking out of it in waves. "I'll be fine, you two need to go!" He shouted, slightly out of irritation, but mostly from the pain. "The animals won't come near me and we can't just leave Fluttershy here. Go back to town, find somepony that'll help and get back here!"

The mares looked to each other, mentally arguing against leaving him alone, but they knew he was right. They weren't strong enough to take them both, they would only be able to take one. If they took Fluttershy then they would be at the mercy of whatever came after them and likely wouldn't have much luck outrunning it, if they took Oliver than Fluttershy wouldn't make it. Apple Bloom gave a firm nod to Oliver. "Okay, we'll be back as soon as we can." She ran over to Scootaloo's side and looked back at him. "Stay safe..." And with that they were off, running as fast as their little horse legs could carry them.

Once they were gone Oliver's pained expression sunk away. Looking down at his leg he watched as his body forced the bone back into place, rapidly healing the wound. The process was extremely painful, but it only lasted a short time. Once healed Oliver climbed back to his feet, limping at first, but soon being able to move like normal. He made his way over to Fluttershy and leaned down, his stomach growling angrily at him, disturbing the white rabbit hiding out in her mane. Angel poked his head out of the ruffled pink mess only to be met with Oliver's hand grabbing him and pulling him over so they were face to face. The rabbit struggled, squeaking tiny little insults at the humanoid creature holding it, but was met with silence. Oliver's stomach growled again, his eyes going black as his hunger started to take control of him. Angel started kicking and flailing around in an attempt to break free, but to no avail. Oliver tightened his grip on the small rabbit until its head popped like a tiny watermelon. He dropped the small headless husk to the ground with blood coating his hand. His attention then turned to the unconscious yellow mare laying before him. The skin on his features and face started to stretch as his body took on a more bestial form before climbing over the mare so he would be right above her. He lowered his head to her neck, deeply taking in her scent as his body continued to reshape itself, growing larger and more hideous with every passing moment. Once he felt he was at a sufficient enough size he stood up on two large, hard skinned, hind legs and scooped her into his hand.

Fluttershy could feel herself being lifted into the air, the movement as well as the feeling of being up unsettling her and bringing back to the waking world. However, when she opened her eyes she immediately started praying that she was still asleep. Here she was in the middle of the Everfree with a large creature that looked like it was about ready to tear out of its own skin holding her tightly in one of its large hands. She looked at it with pleading eyes, being unable to talk due to the slight concussion she had. She watched its eyes turn green and the hungered/angry expression on its face soften.

As Oliver looked into the eyes of this poor mare, he remembered all of the fun he had with her. Going over to her cottage for tea parties and to play with the animals. Sometimes he would even go over there with sandwiches just to surprise her. It was like having a very young grandma who loved to laugh and play all day. As he was about to set her down the empty feeling in his gut grew and started to overwhelm him.

Fluttershy watched fearfully as the creature started to fidget around, its eyes turning black again as it screamed and opened its mouth wide. Staring into its jaw was like looking into an abyss with several rows of large teeth pointed to tips. In the back of its shadowy throat she could just barely see a smaller mouth with large teeth of its own opening up. She was getting ready to open her wings and fly away, but she felt something suddenly dig into the back of her neck.

To ensure that the mar wouldn't escape him Oliver raised his thumb and stuck his nail into the back of her neck, severing her spine and rendering her motor skills completely useless. Now, with her body limp, but still living, he gently placed her into his mouth before chomping down hard. He could feel his teeth digging through her flesh and started grinding his jaw from side to side in order to break up her tough horse hide. Not even a second after he had finished consuming her his sensitive ears caught on to the sound of what seemed to be a wing-beat. Turning to face the source of the noise he saw a very familiar orange pegasus staring at him with a mixture of disgust, shame, and sadness.

Scootaloo could do nothing by hover in place out of shock. What she had just witnessed tore her insides apart. Here was her only son, the child her and her friends had raised and given all of the love he could ever ask for committing an act that only a wild animal would. Despite everything that was going through her mind, only one thought reigned over all of the rest. "What did we do wrong?" She asked herself aloud, convinced that somewhere along the lines they had made a mistake and he was acting like this because of that. However, her self-blaming thoughts stopped when she noticed Oliver's tall monstrous form sprinting towards her with a very displeased look plastered across his face. She immediately took off, flying away from him as fast as her wings could carry her.

As Oliver gave chase he swiped at her with his claws, just barely missing her every time. The annoyance of missing each swing and the thought of her making it back to town and turning everyone against him only fueling his rage. He crouched down as low as he could and leaped with all of his might sending him crashing into Scootaloo and bringing them both back down to the ground. The two hit the ground hard, landing several feet from each other.

Scootaloo got up with a struggle and tried to fly, but the second her wings moved a sharp pain surged through her. Looking back she could see that both of her wings were sitting oddly, clearly meaning that they were broken. He head still focused behind her she saw a dark figure pull itself off of the ground and charge in her direction. It didn't take much more to convince her to start running.

He couldn't keep this up much longer, he could already see Ponyville, he couldn't let her make it out. Oliver suddenly changed his pursuit tactics and dropped down to all fours, running after her in the same manner a dog would. It worked, he was moving much fast and with one last push of his willpower he managed to run up right beside her and extended one of his arm blades out in front of her.

She ran as fast as she could, nearing the exit with ever step. She thought she had made it, that it was over from this point on, she wasn't expecting to fall over at the last second. Right when she thought she had made it she could feel something thick and sharp tear through the flesh of one of her hooves, even managing to break through the bone and completely sever a whole part of her leg. The pain itself was enough to knock her down and she rolled as her body collapsed against the ground before coming to a full stop on a dirt trail just a few feet where one would enter the forest. Scootaloo grabbed her bleeding appendage, trying to stop the blood flow by squeezing it as tight as she could, but Oliver's footsteps were enough to make her attention wander elsewhere. As she stared at the beast she remembered all of her life at once; The cuteceanera where she and Sweetie Belle met Apple Bloom and formed the CMC, all of the ridiculous things they did to find their special talent, the day when they help Diamond Tiara realize who she really was and earned their cutie marks, everything. When she snapped back into reality the first thing she saw was Oliver, back in his normal old form, holding a large boulder over his head which he preceded to slam on top of her.

Oliver made sure that this blow would be the last by bringing down the giant rock he had found nearby with all of his strength on top of her head, the size of it crushing the pegasus from her scalp all the way down to the base of her hind legs. He took in long deep breaths, all of that running had taken a bit out of him, but there was no time to rest. The echo of hooves moving against dirt grew closer and he could already see a large herd of ponies making their way to the trail. Wasting no time he took off into the darkness of the woods, making sure to go down a much less traveled path, the last thing he needed now was to get caught again.

Author's Note

Holy shit...I didn't even plan this out, I just started typing and this is what happened...fuck dude