The bringer of death to all

by Skywind

Rating: mature
Tags: Crossover, Tragedy, Dark, Alternate Universe, Sad
Length: 1537

one moment you think your safe but then again

alright just to let you know this is one of my many stories like this first of which is involving ponies

Set in a alternate universe where they have computers and electricity etc

hope you guys enjoy my insanity

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2012-08-06 18:44:05 UTC

Hell's fury

"Unknown killer is still at large! Eyewitnesses have had sightings of masked stallion holding a meat hook while carrying a corpse of a 12 year old colt. Nobody knows who or what the killer is, if you have any information on this case, please contact your local police station."

I read that from my local newspaper and the memories of that night have came back to me, the look of his horrifying and disfigured face. I remember lying in my bed, on the verge of sleep, I felt as if I was being watched by somepony, or something, I opened my eyes, looking around the room and nothing, just nothing.

Then I heard the voice of a foal whispering “run away, ru-." My eyes shot open, I saw silhouette in the window, it charged toward me, then it all went black. That’s all I remember, when I woke up, I was in a hospital bedroom, the nurse came in. “You’re finally awake, turns out, someone tried to stab you.” She said, with a strange facial expression. I looked around my body, seeing a hook shaped wound in my chest and arm. “At least your neighbors called the police in time, you would’ve been done for.” I couldn’t believe what really happened, but when I was fit to come back home, I picked up the newspaper and low and behold, there was the article said above. I needed to find out more,

Who was the killer? Why me? Why am I still alive? I needed answers.

For the past 3 weeks nothing much has happened and I didn’t get much sleep, and when I would, I would get nightmares of that face. I’d run but it would stay there, just staring at me with that look that could drive a stallion insane. I always kept my guard for the most simple things, such as washing my hooves or getting something from the refrigerator. I thought I could shrug this off and get on with my life so I started working on my laptop. Then I went on the internet looking for answers. I needed to know who this pony was and put him in jail. That's when I went on a forum in my local area, asking questions, then my computer crashed. Completely beyond repair. I went to my local market looking for a new laptop but it was closed, on a weekday ironically. On the way home I saw a stalion selling one in perfect condition. It looked like it was never used, and he only wanted 50 bits. I thought this was a bit shady. The stallion had a weird smile every time I said mine broke, but I bought it anyways, and went home.

I loaded it with all the backups I had on discs and flash drives to make sure it worked good as new. I was decoding all the files making sure everything was in order, but then I came across a .wmv file I had no idea I had. I right clicked and see when it was made, when I saw the date the memory came back. It was the date of my attempted murder! I had to watch this and when I clicked it, the computer blue screened saying there was an "unknown error”. But I just had to watch it! I found the flash drive the file was on and went to the old computer in the back room. This time it came up, just a plain black screen with static, and this went on for a good 5 minutes. When I fast forwarded through the content there was nothing but a black screen. When the last second of the video played I saw a brief flash. I rewound the video and saw the most graphic, disgusting picture I have ever seen! It was a picture of a mutilated foal, I nearly vomited my daisy sandwich I had earlier. I wished I had never seen the picture, but at this point, I only know this killer, is a foal murderer.

When the video was completely over, I heard glass shatter from the upstairs. I ran upstairs, not knowing where it came from, and when I went into my bedroom I saw a flash drive on the floor. There was a note too that went along with it, “Here’s your answer.” The drive was stained with blood, the paper label on the drive had simple text, “YOU”. If these were the answers I needed, I could have this maniac put to justice!

I ran into the computer room and popped the drive in, the only contained file that I saw was YOU.wmv. holding back my fear of the inevitable, I clicked on the file. I sat back, and got prepared for what’s to come. The video came on, there was static and the usual shimmers you’d see on an old TV that has no signal. Finally content came about I saw a chair, just a chair in a room with a white wall in the background. Somepony came into shot, (Its about time) My eyes widened! It was the killer, he had a ski mask on and you could hear the constant whining of a foal in the background , he grabbed the young one and bound him to the chair like how an executioner would to a prisoner who's being executed on the electric chair. I think I knew where this was going.

The foal looked as if he was 12 years old. He looked confused and he was bawling "WHY?” The man came back into shot holding a bottle with the words “YUMMY JUICE” on on it, he poured some of the liquid on the ground, it sizzled and burned holes into the floor. It was sulphuric acid... He poured some onto the colt, the kid’s skin bubbled and began to blister and the youth screamed in agony, but that’s not the worst that happened, he shoved the bottle into the mouth of the kid, as the colt began to whail and vomit blood, you could hear the bubbling and hiss of the acid burning his insides. The killer took the bottle out of his mouth and poured the rest of the contents onto the child’s face. The skin began to melt off, showing how the mouth of the child had completely burned to a bubbly, blistered, vomit indusing, fleshy mound! Thankfully, the bottle was finally empty.

You could tell the killer was sadistically ecstatic with joy, seeing how much pain he gave the colt.

He went off-screen, and the colt began attempting to scream for help, but the acid had burned his vocal cords so he couldn’t speak but have occasional peeps from the last few threads that were left. You could tell he was in horrendous pain. Finally the man came back into shot with a meat hook, he swung it around and finally finished the job with a hook right to the head. Chunks of brain and skull splattered on the wall, that was when I vomited.

I thought it was over, nine minutes have passed but there was still about 2 minutes left, he unstrapped the colt and threw him to the ground and sat down on the chair as he brutally murdred him in cold blood. He sat there for 30 seconds when he finnaly took his mask off showing the disfigured face that brought me many nightmares, and then he began to speak with a menacing death growl. “You may not know me, but I know you, by the power of Satan, I finally got the ability to kill, I’ve seen you and thought you’ll be the perfect one for my hook, I think you will get the answers you want by the laptop salesman you met today. Those sounds aren’t the wind, turn around."

The computer screen went blue and then crashed. I saw the reflection from the screen, seeing a dark figure. I turned around, saw him just chuckling and swinging around his bloodied meat hook. He said to me, “This’ll be fun, I’ll make this long and painful.” He lunged to me, but was caught short by a gunshot, I saw the laptop salesmen with a hook wound in his stomach, that shot gave him the smile he gave me when I bought the laptop. He looked at me, I felt relief, but that relief turned to fear when he pointed the gun to me. He walked slowly toward me. Then he calmly said “I’m going to have to kill you both.” I knew he wasn’t kidding around. He slowly crept toward me, I thought my life was over. In an act of courage, I grabbed the bloodied meathook and swung it to his head, his brain matter scattered all over the wall, he took his last breath and finally fell to the ground. When the police came to recover the bodies, they picked up the body of the salesman. Something fell out, a USB drive. I picked it up, it said, YOU, I didn’t want to live those moments again, so I burned it along with the laptop he sold me. But the USB wouldn’t burn...