The Killer Blank Flank

Before the dark change

A long time ago in the magic lands of Equestria there was purple mare who used to go by the name grape sweets. It wasn’t a great time but good enough for her and her family. When grape sweets got old enough to speak her parents enrolled her in the local school. At school grape sweets was considered a bad influence by many students due to the fact she didn’t have her cutie mark, she was kept from the lunch table, pushed out from playing with others on the playground, and ignored by all but one student who also didn’t have a cutie mark. Grape sweets had become close friends with this student whose name was simple and easy to remember.

“Grape Sweets”
(What’s your name)

The pony replied

(My name is Trixie)

“Grape Sweets”
(Trixie, That’s a nice name. Do you ever get picked on at this school?)

Trixie looked at Grape Sweets with a face that spoke for her.

“Grape Sweets”
(I can tell from your face that the answer is yes. At least I’m not alone.

The two ponies easily became friends and spent every school day together, eventually started hanging out after school and on weekends.
But after a month that was changed, and not in a good way either.
Trixie ended up getting her cutie mark and grape sweets was still a blank flank. Grape sweets was really mad. Fortunately her anger didn’t last long this time around and she moved on and tried to find her special talent that would make her unique. But everything she tried for the entire month was a no go. Grape sweets wasn’t ready to give up yet but that didn’t stop the other fillies from teasing her about her being a blank flank, every insult they threw at her only fueled her anger and it just kept making her face hotter, her facial expression was getting an evil appearance, her eyes went from a beautiful silver color to a bright red glow, eventually her anger had become too much for her to contain and she let out a blood freezing scream.
She ended up repeatedly hitting and stomping the fillies until blood was pouring out of their heads and bones were sticking out of their shoulders and backs. When she was done she fled into the everfree forest and was seen again. Grape sweets changed her name to a very unusual name, (Whaehonah). Whaehonah started off sad about what she had done to her bullies.

“Whaehonah” (Why did I do that, I know they were bullies but they didn’t really deserve that.)

After The Dark Change

Whaehonah didn’t stay sad when she became an adult. She still didn’t have her cutie mark even as an adult pony. This being the case she was nothing but a mare of anger and her heart had become even darker than King Sombra’s. This made Whaehonah nothing but a heartless wretch. Her eyes were no longer white with red iris but all red with black pupils and her mind was set on one thing alone, to kill all fillies who just recently got their cutie marks.

Since it was at the school where her friend had gotten her cutie mark and left her to get her’s all by herself she figured that was place to start watching for new cutie marks to appear.
It didn’t take long either. One student had just discovered his special talent. When all the students who surrounded this young pony left him alone Whaehonah lured him to the bushes, the little pony had no idea what he would be face to face with and continued to walk towards the trap. When he got to the bushes Whaehonah asked this young pony if he wanted some candy, the pony said the fate sealing word.

“Young pony”
(Yes!)

That was the word that ended the young stallion’s life. The young pony jumped into the bushes only to see the evil mare staring at him with her mean red eyes. Whaehonah bit his vocal cords right out of his throat before he could cry for help, she stomped his head flat on a rock causing his death but she wanted to make sure he was dead, Whaehona beat his back eventually shoving her front right hoof through his spine and out through his stomach. Whaehonah silently said,

“Whaehonah”
(You look so beautiful now.)

Whaehonah give the boy a kiss and ran off, back into the everfree forest.

It wasn’t long before the students and their teacher came out and smelled the odor of blood coming from behind the bushes. The teacher went over to the bushes telling her class to stay where they were. When the teacher got closer it wreaked of blood smell and flesh, but what disturbed her even more was what the smell was coming from. She had just walked up to a horrible and devastating sight. Her student who she hadn’t even knew was absent from class was dead right outside the school yard boundary. She called for royal guards and ponyville officer and sent the rest of the students home with their parents and family but one mother was kept at the school only to hear about the horror that had occured.