"It had been a long day for Apple Bloom. Dragging three bloody, battered corpses across a town full of people she knew had proven to be harder than she'd thought, and she'd thought it would be difficult. After heaving the remains of her former best friends and her teacher through the darkest backstreets, witnessing a mugging and two drug deals, (Ponyville has its share of crime too, but you never see any on the show) she had eventually found a large enough barrel behind a brothel (Ponyville has a lot of shady practises the show doesn't want you to know about). After emptying out what she hoped was rainwater, she tossed the corpses of Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo into the barrel like one does with rubbish bags. She had to mash Cherilie's into the barrel by jumping on it - it wasn't easy making a pony twice her size fit properly. After relishing the sound of bones breaking, she slid the lid back over the container and rolled it back to the farm.
Upon arriving at the farm, she immediately hid the barrel underneath a few bales of hay. As she entered the farmhouse, her sister was perched in an armchair that had been moved to face the door.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!" Applejack yelled, making Apple Bloom fall backwards in surprise, knocking over a lamp. "You were supposed to be home an hour ago! Your brother an' I have been worried about y'all! What is your excuse then, hmm?" She waited for a response.
"I, er, school went on fo' longer than normal because Cherilie was havin' a - er - special party to honour our work this year." Apple Bloom replied desperately. She'd had to talk her way out of trouble before but this time she was genuinely scared of her sister.
"I didn't hear nothin' about no party." Applejack replied, still clearly angry. "But as you've had this "party", I take it that y'all had food, so you need no dinner, and after dinner, fillies go to bed."
Apple Bloom stared at the clock: half past five. She glanced back at her sister, who answered an unspoken question, as if she could read the yellow foal's mind: "Bed!" Apple Bloom shot up the stairs to her room, tears forming in her eyes.
Apple Bloom sat on a rock, staring at the headstone of Granny Smith's grave. When she had died, she had left Big Mac in charge of the farm and Applejack in charge of Apple Bloom. Aside from Granny not being around, and mentioned very rarely by her siblings, Apple Bloom thought everything was the same as it had been. Then she realised that thing could never be the same: not because Granny wasn't around, but because she, Apple Bloom, was a murderer now. She had committed genocide three times as of now, and as Rainbow Dash and Rarity would soon, if the hadn't already, realise that their younger sibling was missing, and Apple Bloom was sure to be questioned. She then had an epiphany; she had killed before, and she would kill again. She knew she would be found out sooner or later, so she might as well make the most of it. Yes - she could imagine it now, she'd kill all of her enemies: Diamond Tiara, Silver Spoon... No! She would start a little closer to home - she would kill her bitch of a sister and her bastard brother.
AppleJack was humming to herself cheerfully as she headed out into the orchard. A wonderful place - large trees growing merrily, bearing green and red apples for acres and acres. But trees needed maintenance and care to stay beautiful and safe, which was why she was walking deep into the orchard with an axe. Following a recent storm, several trees were violently beaten, and some were damaged to the point they were dangerous. AppleJack needed to cut down the danger.
However, she didn't notice the shady silhouette sneaking behind her. When she reached the tree, she set the axe up against a tree mere metres away from where her psycho sister lurked then faced the opposite direction to assess the damage. Quick to seize the opportunity presented to her, Apple Bloom grabbed the axe with her teeth, ran at her sister at full speed and...
SHLING!
THUMP!
Apple Bloom would savour the look of utter peril her older sister had flashed upon her face as she had turned around milliseconds before her demise. The axe had taken her head clean off, sending it rolling into some shrubs. Her hat landed in the puddle of blood her headless corpse had emitted. Apple Bloom was almost satisfied - she hadn't wanted to give a dramatic speech, instead wanting a quick and simple murder where no time was wasted, like that of a serial killer in a horror movie - but had hoped that her sister wouldn't have died instantly - feeling a horrible pain as her life drained from her with the blood draining from her neck, gasping for oxygen pointlessly, shocked at her baby sister's actions. oh well.
After the ordeal, she tossed her sister's body onto the cart AppleJack had brought to carry the tree away, picked up the head in the shrubs and headed back to the barn, unaware of the blood staining her hooves and chest. She took a different way back to the barn to see if her other execution had gone to plan. Earlier that day, she had managed to convince Big Mac that
there was somepony who had climbed the ranch''s biggest apple tree to steal the fruit. After their ladder was too short, she had had an idea that he should throw a piece of rope around a sturdy-looking branch and tie one end to a tree and another to him, allowing him to climb the tree without falling down. However, she had tied the rope around his neck, not his middle, and before he could tell Apple Bloom, she had kicked the ladder away, leaving him hanging by his neck. she'd left him spluttering, but when she returned to him, he was dead, looking very blue, just dangling from side to side. she cut him down and threw him onto the cart with his decapitated sister.
She threw the corpses into a nice pile before arranging them into a circle. She locked the barn doors before placing large hay bales and carts behind the doors. She then struck a match before lighting a hay bale in the middle of the circle.
"It's so nice to have a nice time with my best friends and loved ones," she said in a squeaky voice. "We will have quiet soon..." She sat wide-eyed, her face in an unnatural, disturbing smile as the barn burned down.
The firefighting ponies found the remains under a pile of black, charred wood after tackling a blaze that burned for over 11 hours, a strange amount of time for a wood fire to burn for. All of the murdered ponies' remains were there, except for those of the murderer, who couldn't have escaped and had not been seen since. of course, a search lead by Celestia herself was carried out but no sign of Apple bloom was found. The mystery continues to this day."
"That's just an urban legend." Said Lyra Heartstrings, sitting on Derpy's sofa in a room lit by candles and overflowing with Halloween decorations.
"Well, everyone I mentioned did go missing without explanation, and that barn did burn down." Vinyl replied.
Derpy was behind the sofa, shaking, Bon Bon was looking around uncomfortably, trembling slightly, and Octavia was hugging a pillow. unfortunately, none of them managed to notice the sixth pair of eyes staring in through the living room doorway.
End?
Author's Note
This is the sequel that people have requested for a while now. Man, I am sorry this has taken so long to release. But it's here now. This is just a one-shot, like the first, but one-shots can have sequels... what do you think?
Feedback appreciated.
