Evolution

The midnight rain poured on the bare skin of the Hispanic behemoth, hunting his new prey in the dark night of the town. He knows nothing of this being but she must have known something of them, why else would she have  been sneaking by the farm in the middle of the night. she was a fast prey flying through the air but he could hear her rapid breathing from a mile away and would make sure not to let this one go. Her features were near indistinguishable but what he could make out were merely a tail and a pair of wings. this didn't matter to him; violent intentions were his main goal.

As the chase proceeded through the rode, the form made a sharp turn into the Everfree forest. Perfect grave spot. He continued to chase her into the bush. Just as he expected, the thick woods made it impossible for her to fly anywhere but straight. The thick woods and thorns didn't bother him the slightest, he merely sprinted on. as the rain poured on and the thunder roared across the sky, he continued his relentless and savage pursuit of this helpless victim. However, she made a quick turn and disappeared in to the bush. He reeled back at suddenly losing her and stopped only until he could hear her breath again. Around that same time he found three other breathing patterns heading towards him. He found the girl and started back on her trail, ignoring the others. As he approached, the ground shifted from dirt to stone and her breathing suddenly slowed.

The stone road suddenly led to a precipice which jutted out like a needle, on what seemed like a steep cliff. And only fifty feet away sat his next number. It seemed she had caught sight of him as she suddenly jumped up and made a b-line towards tip of the cliff. She was too far away to catch at his current speed and he really didn't want to let her leave so he decided to take a risk. He unsheathed his clean blade with his right arm and took one step, forward feeling the sudden burst of extreme energy shoot straight to both legs. Sparks shot out from his legs as the pain began setting in and when he had fully charged legs, he took a second great step, initiating the Psycho Lightning.

She had just barely got off the ground and silently rejoiced for thinking she had escaped this beast, until she heard the boom of lighting and felt a strong squeezing pressure around her right ankle, stopping her in mid flight. As she floated in mid air, she started thinking about all the things she could have done with her life and regretted all the mistakes in it. And she had so many. She never turned her face out of pure unrelenting fear and merely floated there, silently crying about the thought of being so close to freedom.

As soon as he got hold of her ankle, Tavo stepped back, twisted his body, and tossed the would-be survivor to a close tree. As she made impact, there was a loud cracking sound and a sudden yelp of pain. He couldn't tell if it were her spine or her ribs breaking, he just wanted her to be alive. He held his blade tighter feeling the sudden excitement of getting to kill something with actual intelligence. The manticore he killed before didn't give him this kind of feeling. For him, killing something with his blade felt way better than with his eyes. If he could smile right now, he would.

the girl whimpered silently as he closed in and stood over her helpless body, lifting his blade to touch her neck. The sudden flash of lightning gave him a clear enough image. Short white hair with thistle colored tips, thistle shaded eye shadow around  golden yellow eyes, brown wings slightly larger than pegasi wings, and a brown almost feline-like tail. As for clothes, normal but completely drenched in rain and possibly blood flowing out her mouth. Either she couldnt speak out of shock or because the blood was filling up her throat, it was hard to tell. He pulled back and straighten out the arm holding the blade to form a spear like position. he planned to lunge it through her skull and out the other end of a tree. This was one of his favorite methods of executing a helpless victim. It was clean, it was fast, and it was a way to make up for the lack of any mercy. He stared into the girls eyes one last time and lunged the metal forward!

"STOP!"

That sudden familiar southern-accented voice stopped his blade from hitting its mark. And it was so close, it literally touched her forehead before making its sudden halt. Standing just a couple feet away from them was the southern farm girl and the pink-haired socialite near frozen in shock at what this monster would have done. The rain suddenly halted as if also affected  and those two would-be witnesses ran towards the fallen prey.  "What have ya done!" she screamed, The king didn't know what the problem was. Killing and murder came as natural as breathing or living.  "We have to get Gilda to the hospital or she'll die!" she screamed again. She turned to The Monster one last time  "Don't even think about comin back to the farm. You've overstayed your welcome." She said as they ran off, carrying the one called Gilda to some hospital they'll find. The king stood there, thinking how close this place was starting to feel like home.

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in the darkness of the early morning, as the hour to daylight slowly faded, at the top of Canterlots prestigious castle was the princess of the sun in all her benevolent beauty. Yet on this day, she couldn't  find joy in one of the few things she loved most in her immortal life. Why? Because she knew.

Outside she stood, on her balcony where she watched over her beautiful home waiting for the sign to act upon. She felt the presence of her dear little sister at her door before she started tapping. "Sister, are you alright."  She asked with a tired expression on her face."yes, i'm alright." she yawned. They hadn't slept since the conversion and wouldn't plan on sleeping till they got some news from Celestias faithful student.

She was hoping more for any news against their new occupant. She still believed he is pure, raw, evil. He attacked and destroyed nearly half of Ponyville, killed seven ponies including her sister, her self, and her students closets friends and endangered the lives of a hundred more. And he was the cause of the conversion. So why did she let him live?

Twilight still believed that he wasn't himself. That something was controlling him. It was because of this that Celestia had to promise Twilight not to "hurt" him unless she received any wrongful deed caused by him. For now she had to wait for news, but secretly she was hoping for round two.

It was nearing around Celestias part in Equestrias daily routine. She still felt the magic flow so she believed she could still use it. As she was focusing magic on the sun, a sudden green flame appeared in front of her. It dropped a note  on the floor and disappeared. Celestia bent over to pick up the note, silently hoping it was news of aggression. But she opened it and began to read it and suddenly froze still. Her eyes cemented to the note, her hands began to tremble. Luna noticed her behavior and shifted closer to celestia. She soon regretted her decisions to look over her sisters shoulder.

"what shall we do about this?" asked Luna. For a moment celestia stayed silent, possibly still in a fear based trance. She suddenly jerked her entire body towards her sister and handed her the note. When the note touched Lunas hand, Celestia leaned foward at incredibly fast speed; her face nearly touching Lunas.

"DO NOT send this note back." She said with eyes like blades slicing through her very being. Celestia leaned back out and walked back in her room, leaving Luna in still breath. Before her actions would have been considered wrong even unjustifiable, but due to the current situation she has every right to act the way she does.

They both knew.