Nightmare or Treat

The screams had stopped. The sound of flesh being ripped had quiet down. And Luna had stopped herself from quietly sobbing. She couldn't bare watch Sam slaughter the two. True, their intentions were pure evil but they did not deserve what they got. She slowly opened her eyes, seeing the window had disappeared. She turned to face Discord but found him with a terrified expression on his face. For the first time since his imprisonment, Discord looked genuinely scared to move. Luna wanted to walk toward him, to see if he didn't lose his mind. He watched the deaths. Normally Discord would have enjoyed destruction and chaos, however he looked incredibly scarred from what he watched. Luna slowly walked over to him, reaching her hand out to his shoulder. Upon making contact, Discord flinched and shot a look next to him. Luna didn't say anything. How could she?

Without another moment to process what had just been seen, a bright light shined from the dark. Blinding both Discord and Luna. The draconoquise slowly uncovered his eyes, trying to see what was making the light. He saw what looked like a slit in the darkness. Like a knife cutting through bread. The slit stopped separating the darkness and morphed into a shining doorframe. A voice then came from the light.

"Discord. You are not needed for now."

Discord didn't have time to react before he felt as though he was fading from the realm. He looked down to see his body was fading into thin air. He looked behind him to see Luna gazing at his disappearing form. No words were said, only the deeply shocked saddened look of Luna was all Discord saw as his vision filled with the dark and his body disappeared. Luna scrambled to her hooves and glided over to where he stood. But he was already gone.

"No!" she barked.

The voice from the light then came back again. This time more softer in tone.

"Luna...its been so long my dear."

The princess looked up and saw the form of a pony wearing a white robe walking toward her. His pitch white beard and mane blending with the light almost perfectly. The grey of his coat shining as of it were a crystal. Luna sat on her legs, looking up at the godly figure. Her expression changing to one of mixed feelings. Sadness, anger, and confusion fueled her mind. Each attacking the other. The godly figure kneeled down and put his hand on Luna's cheek. Her gave her a smile she had not seen since she was child. Luna couldn't help but break down as she recognized him at first realization.

"Star Swirl!"

Sam woke up in the middle of a field in the Everfree Forest. He looked down to see his wounds had been healed but his candy car knife was gone. He stood up as he saw the moon. Bright and big in the sky. Surrounded by twinkling stars. Was he back home? Was he on Earth again? Was...it all just a dream? Sam sat up and noticed he was only mere feet were he saw Pony Ville for the first time. Curious, he ran over and saw the little village just down the hill. Nope, he wasn't home. Instead he was celebrating Halloween with these ponies this year. He saw their decorations all lit up. The child and adults dressed in costume. Games, candy, and even ghost story telling was going on. Every one was actually following the holiday. Sam couldn't sense anyone not celebrating. This was a first.

He looked down and saw a Nightingale, with her back turned to him, sitting on a hill just below him. How did he know it was her? He could tell because he remembered it was the same hill they met on. He noticed she wasn't wearing a costume either. Instead she only held a little trick or treat bag. Sam cocked his head at her and walked toward her. He only saw the corner of her eye and saw the sadness. She was alone this Halloween. Sam tapped her on the shoulder and Nightingale quickly turned to see her new friend. His smiling mask looking down at her. She smiled slightly and turned to face him.

"Hi Sam. Where have you been for the past few days?"

A few days? That's how long he was in that dream scape with the pretty pony, freak of nature, and that bastard Kruger. Oh how Sam hated that guy. Sam shrugged toward Nightingale, earning a giggle from her. However her smile died the second she finished.

"Guess your wondering why I'm by myself huh?" she said.

Sam didn't say anything. He only plopped down next to her on the grass.

"Mom had to work late...again. I understand why she needs to but at times it gets lonely, especially on Nightmare Night." Sam was looking at her the entire time. Taking in the information. "Besides you, I don't really have any friends. Me and mom just moved her a week ago. Some time to move isn't it?"

Sam shook his head and Nightingale took at as a agreement.

"Glad to see you think the same."

They sat there for what seemed like minutes. When in reality it was only one when Sam jumped up and pointed to the center of the town. Nightingale squinted to see the statue of Jason Voorhees in front of the mayors office.

"You want to go there?" she asked. Earning a series of nods from Sam.

Nightingale smiled, fixing her dress and wrapping her candy bag around her hand. The two walked to the center of town. Sam, earning some scared and amazed looks from other ponies, walked a little faster than his acquaintance. He had wanted to see that statue for while. Ever since he came to this town. They arrived at the statue. Bending their necks to just to see Jason's mask.

"Do you know about Jason?" she asked him.

Sam nodded. He then grabbed his orange suit and pulled it out slightly. He reached down and pulled out a little drawing of him and Jason. It was of him sitting on the masked killers shoulder walking in a grassy field. Of course it looked like a child drew it. Nightingale smiled.

"That's a nice drawing. Is that dream you had?"

Sam shacked his head. He pointed and himself, and then at Jason, and then back at the picture. Nightingale stood there confused. Sam felt his head dip. Looks like he has to show her. He put his picture back in his suit and leaped onto the statue. Climbing it like a monkey. He then sat himself on the statues shoulder, replicating the scene in the drawing. Then, the realization hit Nightingale.

"Did you know him?" she said with wide eyes.

Sam nodded, earning a wide smile that could rival Pinkie Pie.

"That's amazing! What was he like?" she asked like fan girl.

If Sam could speak he would tell all about his friend. How strong, blood thirsty he was, a total psychopath! But in a more kid friendly way of course. He then remembered the day he vanished. How he was never seen again. If only Jason could see how his home Crystal Lake had gone down under since his disappearance. Teenagers and new campers took it over. Burying the tragic of the place so everyone could forget about him. All Sam could do he climb down from the statue and give a small nod. Nightingale picked up about the body language. Her ears dropped and her smile faded.

"Oh...I'm sorry." she said.

Sam raised his hand and shook it. His way to saying not to worry. Then, a ground rumbling bell toll could be heard from a clock tower from the other side of town. Nightingale turned and saw the streets were nearly empty of other ponies.

"Looks like its midnight. Nightmare Night is over." she said disappointed.

She looked and saw her friend hadn't moved. She was still curious as to who was behind the sack head.

"Since its over, can I see under your mask now?"

Sam looked to the ground and gave out a deep breathe. He thought to himself. What would have Jason done in this situation? Sam had seen his face plenty of times. And Jason had seen his as well. Its what they did because...they were friends. Sam shot his head straight up. He knew it was right. This filly was his friend. It was only fair. Even of she runs away screaming, at least Jason would have been proud to see he made a new one. Sam undid his masks stitches and slowly pulled it off, only revealing his alien like head and pitch black eyes. He was stopped when Nightingale spoke up.

"That's enough! I can guess what the rest looks like." she said with a warm smile.

Sam quickly put his sack head back on, tightening the laces.

"I have to go home now. I hope we see each again real soon!" she said happily. She then wrapped Sam up in a little hug and ran off.

The little killer watched as Nightingale ran away toward home. She the turned and waved goodbye to him. Sam retuned the gesture but with less as her. It was true, it was time to go. However he would be not seeing her anymore. For this wasn't his home. Sam took one last look at the statue of his friend. And then looked down to the plague on the base. He found him. After so long.

Jason Voorhees

Gone but not forgotten

Luna was in a state of pure confusion. Her old friend. Her father figure. Her and her sisters mentor. Was standing right in front of her. Questions filled the alicorn's mind. She was pacing back and forth, biting her index finger. Star Swirl the Bearded meanwhile, was watching her with look of happiness. As if this whole situation was planned! Then, the idea then hit Luna like a runaway boulder.

"Did...did you plan this?" she asked.

Star Swirl replied with a click of his fingers. A wide rift in the darkness then appeared. Showing the events of the past five years with Jason.

"It seems the spell worked proficiently." he said.

Luna's mind really did soar after what her mentor said.

"Spell!? What spell!?"

The old pony ignored her and continued scrolling through the memories. He Jason's fight with Sombra, Chrysalis, and finally Tirek. His smile deepening.

"Vanquished formidable foes as well!" he said.

Luna watched as Star Swirl snapped his fingers again and turned to face her.

"I think its about time I told you of a spell I worked on when I was alive."

TO BE CONTINUED...