Chapters They tried very hard to save Equestria from them. Midnight tried to save them. She and her group tried to save the Mane Six from themselves. Even Discord joined the cause. To do this, they had gathered the shards of harmony and fuse them together in order succeed. That plan was meant to succeed.
But they had failed.
The shards' powers was nullified, Discord was killed and the others were butchered. Only Midnight was spared.
The six rulers of the twisted Equestria, Butchershy, Pinkamena, Lil Miss Rarity, Rainbrute and Brutalight Sparkills gave her a very special and cruel treatment. They destroyed her personality and made them their servant.
Midnight has no memory of Cookie, or that or her other friends. There's only servitude. A servitude that had continued for about nine years after the failure. There are also attempted rebellions that were brutally crushed from the very start.
Brutalight stood in the balcony with Midnight, now being given the name of Dephtnight. She was admiring her everyday reign of chaos. The sky was always a crimson red in the morning, and at night it would turn into a deep burgundy red. On lucky occasions, the sky would turn a grayish blue. Usually that meant a lot of ponies weren't being killed and/or less destruction and chaos was going on. And occasional execution was a delight to her.
Brutalight leaned her head to Dephtnight and looked in her eye, gleefully.
"At this point you had understood, right?" Brutalight said. "You're mine. Mine forever... Like this whole land."
Suddenly, one of the demons summoned from hell stormed inside the throne room.
"My lords! We have a guest!"
"A guest?" Brutalight said curious and then grinned maliciously.
In the human world...
The alarm ranged and I was escaping from that bank with two billions. Oh, the horrible taste of money. My name is Sara Morgani, sister to Deva morgani, who was also the CEO of the Deva Enterprise. Recently, we were facing a simple financial crisis that she could easily resolve, but she got ill on the last minute and so her vices, Luke, Sand and Vigo took her job. But I know who I have to blame. Those gents poison'd h'r and did plan to selleth the entire industry, so i and some of mine own companions setteth out to robeth their wage in retaliation.
"Sara, move it!" Nick screamed as she finally entered the car.
The car began its escape just a few minutes before the police would had spotted them. The act was done. And the car was far away from them.
Sara was with his accomplishes: Nick, Jack, Anne, Rule, Deo and Diego. They were delinquents who act as phony mercenary for money. Sara exploited this to get them on her side and get the justice she deserve.
"And it is done," Nick said.
"You better divide this sum of two billion dollars with each of us," Jack pointed out.
"I'm only interested to see put those bitches of vices in bankruptcy," Anne said.
"You can keep your money. It's justice in my own way that I wanted," Sara said.
"What?" Deo said surprised.
"Seriously?" Diego.
I didn't car'd about the rest 'r the wage, 'r whatev'r mine own sist'r shall bethink of me. I've done f'r mine own family's sake Everything was going according to my plan. But nev'r bef're i hath felt guilty of a act, although i retain t being just. The robbery was also a way to find a cure for the poison that is flailing my sister. I was almost there.
"Sorry, Sara." Nick said as he pulled out a gun and pointed at Sara's head.
*CLICK*
Or so i bethought until fate madeth t's wretch'd moveth.
"But Luke paid us better."
*BOOM!!*
I got shot in the head, and one hour after that, they stopped in a junkyard and threw my body inside a junk crusher. My body got crushed, along with my dresses. I was betrayed in the most brutal way possible and so I died.
But destiny could have a crude sense of humor.
Like this.
With her mind stirring into consciousness, Sara noticed to be in a complete different place. She wasn't in the car anymore. She was in a very rusty and grim place, like a cell of a castle. Confusion has overtaken her mind.
"W..what is the meaning of this. By vigor of logic, I should be dead," Sara declared.
She tried to move but realized to be chained to the wall by her limb. What she was seeing didn't made any sense to her but then realized the bizarre thing to have hooves instead of hands and feet. She has also a white mane and a light blue coat. She looked at her whole body and realized it was that of a horse. A pony to be precise. And that was the point that she was almost going insane.
But that was nothing when six columns of black energy erupted in front of them and six twisted looking ponies had appeared.
"Well, at least she's not this naughty," Lil Miss Rarity said.
"We have a surprise gueeeeest," Pinkamena said.
"Can we just tear her into shreds?" Butchershy said.
"No, let me put her as a slave in the Rainbow Factory! She has potential!" Rainbrute said.
"Ah don't trust her," Applejerk said.
Brutalight was about to speak when Sara started to laugh faintly, like she was almost losing her sanity and at the same time considering the absurdity of the situation. Brutalight and the others glared at her.
"What's so funny?" Brutalight asked.
"Let me ask... This is the Hell, right?" Sara asked sardonically.
"Ya makin fun of us," Applejerk bellowed. "I-"
"AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAH!" Brutalight made a laughter that shivered both Sara and her companions. "Oh, boy. Now this is humor.... But no. This is not hell. The real hell is bellow this new world. By the way, welcome into Equestria.
"What does that even mean!?" Sara asked.
"Nothing important to you. You should care that we are going to play with you." Brutalight declared.
"You fluffy degenerated blo-" Sara was interrupted by Brutalight glowing her horn and strangle her with her telekinesis.
"Let's get the party started," Pinkamena said whimsically as she leaped at her with a knife, follow by the others, including
But Sara. "BRIGHT IT ON, DEMONS!"
Sara's screams of pain and struggles could be heard from outside the castle. The demons of hell and the Royal Hellguards listened to it like it was a sublime music. But unbeknownst to them, a cloaked figure wander through the castle.
Toward a certain cell.
When the screams had finally ceased.
In the dark throne room, Brutalight Sparkills and her companions were having company, amused and pissed at the same time for their deal with Sara.
"And that's how you gave a welcome to a stranger," Lil Miss Rarity said. "Although she was such a brute to fight back."
"Ah rather had killed her because of her daring attitude," Applejerk said.
"But seriously, why keep her alive?" Rainbrute asked.
"Let's just say that we need a new demon and that I have a project about it. She will be useful." Brutalight said.
"Ohohohooho, I wonder what surprise will be," Pinkamena said gleefully. "No wonder we had to broke her first."
"Now I get why I have to restrain myself," Butchershy said.
"Exactly. Everything according to my experiment. Eheheh" Brutalight grinned.
In the rusty cell, Sara was there, horribly battered, cut, beaten up and wounded, but still in one piece. Her eyes bleeding, with one of them being a red one. Sara was still convinced to be in the hell, but mostly because she was confused and stunned by the whole struggle that she had put. Sara was half sleeping, wishing to be dead in the sleep.
Something burned inside her, and its not the pain inflicted by Brutalight and her gang, but by the betrayal and the victory of Luke and the other two that tried to ruin her sister's life for a bit of power. She only wishes one thing: Return back to life for vengeance as a human and not as a pony.
Anger and rage consumed her thought, but at that point, she felt very powerless and weak. And there's pretty much nothing that she can do since she was chained to the wall.
Suddenly, the door of her cell opened. Sara expected Brutalight but instead it was something else. A cloaked man with his skin made of a rusty scale, a deformed human face and two almost empty eyes.
"You were a type of human who will take everything to set things right," He said with a groutesque voice. "Well not everything right is at it is. And it's time for you to learn that on your skin."
Before Sara could even open her mouth, a pillar of black energy engulfed the two individuals, who disappeared in the nothingness. After their disappearance, Brutalight and her group stormed inside, caught by a irritating surprise.
"WHAT!? How did she learn to do that trick!?" Pinkamena bellowed.
"I don't think that's the case." Butchershy informed.
"That damn hooligan!" Applejerk bellowed.
"Where is she!? WHERE IS SHE!!!?" Brutalight screamed.
In a very dark area, Sara felt something that she didn't expected to feel: Restored. She slowly stood up and looked around. The place in which she is sounds like a church, which is very strange for a world that was deprived of everything sacred. Waiting for her at the end, nearby the altar, was the Scaled Man.
"What is the meaning of this? Where are we?" Sara demanded. "And most of all, who are you!?"
"You should be grateful! I am granting you more than salvation," The Scaled Man said. "I gave you the power that will allow you to take on your hated target. What was the name?... Luke?"
Sara glared. "How did-"
"But first you own me a favor. You have to defeat those barbaric creatures, but not with conventional instruments."
"You expect me to follow you. And then again, how do you think I can possibly defeat them!?"
"Come here and look."
Reluctantly, Sara went toward the altar and noticed two objects being there. Two silver spiked gauntlets, a thing that was impossible to be held by ponies.
"You want me to wear those?" Sara asked.
"Just think about your anger," the Scaled Man said. "Your sister was in danger, you avenged the act through bank robbery and got killed in the end by the mercenaries you had hired. But Luke hired first, right? And the money. The money served to exchange this with an antidote of the poison Luke had put on Deva, your sister. And now you are here, powerless and vexed by those demons."
"..."
"But the cards can be changed right? What you have to do is get your vengeance using the Pillars of Obscenities's death as a way."
"What?"
"But enough talk. Wear your gauntlets and unleash your bloodlust."
"Anything to shut you up."
Without any other though, Sara put on the gauntlets. A tremendous pain that traversed her body was the first thing that she met. Instinctively, she rose up two legged as a coil of white flames wrapped her entire body.
"WHOOOOOOAAAAARRRGGGH!!!!" Sara screamed beastly.
Her mane get longer, spikes came out of her shoulders, hind legs became humanoid legs and her hooves becomes demonic hands, now wielding the gauntlets. Sara was now somekind of a demon pony, looking very bloodthirsty and eager for violence.
"W.w.w...What have you done to me?" Sara asked with a bit of bloodlust.
"I gave you the power, you see."
"What?"
"You are the most feared thing for psychopaths, demons and other ungodly creatures of the land."
"What I am now?"
"You are now the Satanister, a sister in proximity with the devil. The ten commandments can fuck off since your methods serves for a great cause. Ah, and there's a shotgun behind the altar."
"You don't have told me your name... You want to be my next victim?" Sara threatened.
The Scaled Man instantly disappeared in a coil of rust. "I am Shelnov, and you should start making some victims among the ones who had mauled you. The question is: Where should you start."
"Whatev'r hast enow blood to spilleth. If 't be true i has't to taketh this deprav'd role, so beest t. God has't m'rcy of mine own soul. and yond of the ones i am going to killeth"
Sara took her shotgun and headed out of the church, finding herself in the woods. She doesn't know where to go, but nonetheless, she pressed one. Guided by the bloodlust induced by her gauntlets, she began her hunt.
In the following day, Sara wandered through the woods, headed toward her next target. She hadn't slept due to the gauntlets' murderous influence. The bloodthirst demanded even more blood than she had ever spilled from Applejerk and her demonic rangers. She walked tirelessly forward without stumbling. For Sara, the revenge was the very first priority.
As she proceeded in her path, Sara noticed the corpses of woodland creatures who were unlucky enough to encounter the former Element of Kindness. Following that path, Sara became conscious of the fact that she was observed since she entered into the woods.
"Looks like my next prey had some fun," Sara commented. "And I though that they were the prey of big bad wolf."
Shelnov appeared nearby her. "If you permit me, I should add that these woods are the reign of our bloodthirsty host. Let me also remind you that she must be furious for the death that you had inflicted at her companion."
"I got the attention of the Pillars of the Obscenity, isn't it?" Sara demanded.
"Isn't that great?" Shelnov said gleefully. "Of course I am not talking about that. I am talking about your will to sacrifice their lives to destroy the souls of your killers."
"You're enjoying see me committing some carnage, huh?" Sara said coldly. "What the bloody hell are you, a nightmare fetishist?"
"Don't exaggerate. Let's just say that I am a level above it," Shelnov replied, a instant before disappearing into a red mist.
"... You are surely a disturbing entity indeed," Sara said as she resumed her path.
As she continued to follow the corpses, the trail began to become even more voluminous and macabre. The more she went on, the more the corpses increased in number, almost resembling a scattered pile. After having traversed that depraved graveyard, Sara was in front of Fluttershy's former cottage.
It looked mostly the same, except that it was surveiled by a horde of bear hounds. They instantly noticed her presence and growled ferociously, a moment before they charged toward her. For the weak it was a dead warrant, but for Sara, that was the opportunity to test her new weapon. She pulled out the grenade launcher and shot one bullets at them.
Their contact with it caused it to burst in a fiery explosion that overwhelmed them, making them roaring in pain and setting their bodies on fire. Most of them died due to the destructive effect of the explosion, while others simply died, engulfed by the flames. But that wasn't the end, because the horde that was keeping coming at her.
"Yeah, keep on coming," Sara provoked. "I need that!"
Sara shot another bullet and blown up many of them. At this point, only five of them remained unscathed, being the only ones to advance recklessly. Sara putted away the grenade launcher and pulled out her shotgun, which she used to blow up three of them. The fourth one managed to leap on her, pinning her down to the ground and was about slice her.
"Damn you," Sara said scornfully.
With her arms being blocked, Sara slightly inclined her shotgun in the bear hound's head direction and shoot it in the head, splattering out it's gray matter. It's body fell upon her, causing her to grunt as her body was blocked under it's weight. Sara moved the body away from her when she was met by the last bear hound, who tried to bite her. Sara rolled away from it and then shoot him in the head, ending it's life.
With the horde being slain, Sara approached the cottage's and opened the door with a kick. In it's interior, the house was just a empty husk of the animal caring sanctuary that it was. She went to check the kitchen, which was filled with butcher knives, daggers and any other grim instrument that was used for murder. Having found no trace of her target, Sara went upstairs and inspected the bedroom, which was adorned with the skeletal heads of every single woodland creature, including the hydra's heads.
"Whoa. That must be a pretty huge victim," Sara said with half amazement. "Was my next prey that strong?"
That question was then putted aside as the essence of her gauntlets began to demand more blood and slaughter from her. She had no time to waste in such creepy trivial matter. She checked the bed just in case there was a trap, but fortunately for her, there wasn't. In that case, she went to the window and looked out. Outside the dead bear hounds, she saw no trace of her host, leading her to another place to check. That one being a shed.
Sara went downstairs when she was met by multiple knives flying toward her. She dodged them and saw a shadowing figure fleeing the scene, escaping from the principal door.
"What a clever girl," Sara commented as she went toward the door.
Sara stepped outside and and looked around as she was slowly made her way toward the shed. She kicked opened the door, revealing the disgusting nature of the place.
"The bloody hell?" Sara demanded incredulous.
She noticed many thing being hanged to the walls. Dead animals had been ripped apart and their fleshes were nailed to the wall, exposing their organs. In a corner, there was a stock a bloody brains. And at the end of it, there was a table that had been used for dissections. Sara was a bit disturbed by that sight. And yet she couldn't help but laugh at the whole scene.
"Really?" Sara said. "Is that your gimmick."
"Hello, my uneducated host," A female voice said from behind her.
Instinctively, Sara rolled toward the table and then stood up, looking at the entrance and observing a crazy mare being in front of her. That one being Butchershy, who was armed with a axe and looked very furiously at her.
"So you finally decided to show up," Sara said. "Allow me to criticize your own opera."
"Spear me your poisonous words, you big bully!" Butchershy retorted. "You will pay for the death of Applejerk!"
"Because I wasn't kind enough to grant her a very happy ending?" Sara provoked.
Butchershy's eyes widened. "Don't. Test. My. Patience."
"That's simplistic of you," Sara grinned with anticipation. "But w'rry not, dement'd fool. Thee joineth h'r even but now!"
"THAT'S IT!" Butchershy snapped and tossed her axe at Sara, who simply blasted it with her shotgun.
"Don't puke around," Sara provoked.
Infuriated, Butchershy picked a chainsaw that was nearby the table and revved it up. "Let's me show you of kind I am to not leaving you alive!"
Sara shot up another bullet, but Butchershy avoided being blasted by simply bouncing into a wall. She shot again, only for Butchershy to bounce again, this time leaping toward her to cut her up. Sara dodged her, causing Butchershy's chainsaw to be stuck, but only for a moment. Sara putted away her shotgun and decided to resort to her own trickery.
Butchershy swung her chainsaw toward her multiple times, only for Sara to dodge them like a matador would do. As Butchershy accidentally leaved a opening and was made vulnerable, Sara punched her in the face for about three times. She hated to admit, but the crazy mare had a very high stamina, just like Applejerk.
"You are making fun OF ME!?" Butchershy shouted as she swung her chainsaw at Sara, only for the latter to block it with both her hands. "What the-"
Sara then lifted the chainsaw along with Butchershy, spun around and thrown the crazy mare against the wall. As the former Element of Kindness fell, Sara tossed the chainsaw away and approached her with an accentuated bloodlust. As she got near to her, Butchershy leaped furiously toward the monstrous mare.
At this point, a very grim azure energy was channeled inside her gauntlets. As Butchershy got closer, Sara intercepted her with a punch that went through her chest, causing her to cough blood from her mouth.
"Gotcha," Sara declared as a black-blue portal opened in front of her, sucking her hand into the human world.
Sara could see a human figure, being note other but the soul of Jack. It was his turn now. Jack turned around, as if he felt a presence creeping on his skin. By the time he recognized her, Sara grabbed his soul right in front of him. In front of his eyes, he saw the human appearance of Sara, with the exception of her having her gauntlets and her newfound bloodlust being displayed in her merciless eyes. Jack looked very terrified.
"S-Sara!?" Jack stammered. "That can't be you! We killed you!"
"It's your turn, you bloodfucker," Sara said as she crushed his soul, causing Jack to emit a very muted scream before dying for real.
Sara pulled out her hand back from the portal as it diminished in dimensions and imploded itself, leaving only a bloody hole in the chest of the now Butchershy, whose body fell on the ground lifeless.
The gauntlets, however, didn't stopped to demanding more blood, more slaughter and more sadistic display from her.
"Damn it... Those gauntlets are a hussle!" Sara lamented.
"Does that matter. Now only four of them remain," Shelnov said while appearing behind her.
"You just love the sound of your voice, isn't it?" Sara retorted.
"Remember your vengeance," Shelnov reminded her. "And most of all, have a nice fun too."
"I am not having fun at all," Sara replied angrily.
"Maybe... But you will end up enjoy this level of bloodlust. Someday." Shelnov then disappeared. "Just enjoy the whole situation from another prospective. Eheheh."
"Tsk, whatever." Sara said as she leaved the shed.
As she went outside, Sara noticed something on the grass. Another gift from Shelnov, this time being a plasma rifle. She never thought to find something as coming from the wildest sci-fi fantasies like this. She picked up the weapon and leaved the cottage... But not before pulling out a grenade launcher and blown up the entire shed with a few bullets. There are multiple explosion as she walked away.
"That will attract their attention," Sara said as she leaved the place and headed toward Ponyville, searching for her next target.
In the dark throne room, Brutalight Sparkills and the other Pillars were reunited to discuss about Sara and the death of Applejerk. Brutalight was almost calm and composed, until Depthnight came in front of them to report about the gravest news.
"Mistress Brutalight," Depthnight called.
"What now?" Brutalight said with a fed-up tone.
"I hate to report that but..." Depthnight paused. "Butchershy is dead."
"WHAT!?" Rainbrute reacted with angered surprise. "What do you mean she's dead!?"
"Poor creature..." Lil Miss Rarity said.
"She was a kind creature," Pinkamena said. "I won't forgive her! I'll-"
"NO!" Brutalight shouted, causing the others to shudder. "I won't permit ourselves to lose another member. Applejerk and Butchershy thought they could deal with that mare on their own. It was their own fault if they died this easily. I hate to send my loyal servants against them but I must."
Rainbrute's eyes widened. "You mean...!"
"We are going to call forth the Death Squadron." Brutalight declared.
In a few seconds since that statement, five humanoid shadows appeared in front of the remaining Pillars of the Obscenity.
"You had called us?" One of them said.
"You have to kill that mare!" Brutalight ordered. "You have to reap her into shreds. Not matter what."
Sara never intended to kill anyone, but since her death by the ends of her assassins and rebirth, she putted that fact behind in her way for vengeance. Since her transformation into a humanoid like pony monstrosity caused by her own gauntlets, her bloodlust was very accentuated. And that was the beginning of her hunt.
Under this crimson red sky, Sara had arrived in her first top, that one being Sweet Apple Acre. What was used to be a orchard of apple trees had become a wittered wood of burnt trees. She proceeded two legged in her path toward her first target was supposed to be. In front of her there are seven demons who looked like ponies, but they weren't. They stood two legged, almost ready to harvest her soul.
Sara wasn't surprised to see them since she expected that cold welcome. She wasn't afraid of their appearance since her bloodlust was the only fuel that put a halt to her fear. In that moment, Shelnov appeared nearby her and looked the situation with a sardonic optimism.
"You never wanted to kill anyone, but look at those things," Shelnov said. "Those demons from hell used to be ranger ponies. To think they had met such end. It's kind of sad, don't you think."
"I don't care about them," Sara said coldly with a cold and yet bloodthirsted face. "What really mattered is when I'll test my fists on those creatures and smash their boss."
"You are welcome to feast on them first." Shelnov said before dissipating in a red mist while laughing with anticipation.
Sara approached the crazed demons with a sense of tranquil and veiled killing intent. She could feel the essence of her spiked gauntlets demanding for blood. She gave a very appropriate smirk symbolizing her status.
"Cometh at me betimes!" Sara provoked the demons, causing them to charge at her menacingly.
Sara dodged the first demon and punched in his stomach so hard that she broke his spine, killing him in one swoop and him to fly. The second one arrived in front her with the intention to slash her face with his claws. She blocked his arm and then smashed his head with one punch. Another one attacked from behind, only to be backhanded violently by her.
Other two of them leaped toward her with the intention to bite her. Sara pulled out her shotgun while ducking beneath them and shot two blows that blasted their head, replacing their faces with huge holes in their skulls.
Invigorated by her hunger for blood, Sara looked at the last pony like demon, who looked very enraged by her brutal act that was being displayed on his companions and tried to attack her ferociously. Sara blocked his head and smashed it to the ground.
The demons were no more and the path was clear, but her gauntlet's essence demanded more blood.
"I need more of it." Sara said under her breath. "Alright... Let's get through this."
Sara traveled toward what used to be farm. Differently from the once jovial place, it was now looking rustically decrepit, looking forsaken from the rest of the world. Sara approached the wooden gates of the barn and opened it with one kick. She found also thing that disgusted her.
The inside of the barn looked like a slaughter house, adorned with a very complex machinery. Apples and dead ponies being shredded and used as ingredients for a new juice. And in the middle of that delirium there was Applejerk, standing two legged and looking angrily at her. And yet a sense of surprise betrayed that feeling since Applejerk never saw Sara's newfound demonic appearance.
"T-that can't be you," Applejerk stuttered. "That must be a trick. Who helped you to escape and turned ya into something?"
"..." Sara didn't respond.
"Are you mute!?" Applejerk said angrily. "You better tell me the truth." She grabbed a bat. "Or I will beat you up dead!"
"Said the one who was selling that shit without telling about the ingredients to anyone else." Sara provoked.
"Ya better not mocking me! Ya want to be dead!?" Applejerk demanded.
"I knoweth not thee," Sara said. "But thee did look v'ry anxious to testeth thy medicine on thy skin. V'ry well, thee demented bloodfucker. So be it."
"I will buck you down!" Applejerk shouted as she rushed toward to smash her with her bat.
Sara raised her own hand, blocked her bat and crushed it with her finger pressure, much to Applejerk's bafflement. She then proceeded to punch her stomach and then deliver one jab in her face, causing the Element of Honesty to fall aback. Applejerk grunted for the blow she had received and rose up four legged with newfound anger.
"Ya damn BITCH!" Applejerk shouted as she spun around and tried to bucking her hard with her hind legs.
Sara blocked both Applejerk's legs. "What about this one?"
"Wait!" Applejerk said. "What you're-"
"Wrong answer." Sara pressed her gauntlet equipped hand's fingers and crushed the hind legs of her opponents. Multiple cracks can be heard as Applejerk's bones were shattered into pieces. The Element of Honesty screamed in pain as she was then tossed around by her supposed prey.
Applejerk ended up being slammed against the wall and fell on the ground with agony. Sara approached the Pillar of Obscenity with a complete absence of remorse. Applejerk crawled backwards with fear, an emotion that she didn't had experienced for a long time.
"Y-ya monster!" Applejerk said. "Ya won't getting away with that! Mah friends'll avenge my death!"
"I know that," Sara said tranquilly. "And honestly, that falls on my favor."
"What!?" Applejerk asked surprised.
"Besides, you were the weakest of your kind, right?" Sara asked with an accentuated killing intent. "However, I can feel that your death will be a means for something else."
"What you're talking about!?" Applejerk asked impatiently.
"Nothing personal," Sara replied. "But you will act as a gateway."
At this point, a very grim azure energy was channeled inside her gauntlets. Sara pulled back punch and then struck Applejerk's down with fist through her chest. Were the blood was supposed to erupt, a black-blue portal opened in front of her, sucking her hand into a another dimension.
In the middle of that darkness, Sara could see a human figure. She could recognize it being Nick, one of the mercenaries who had backstabbed her. Or be precised, his own soul in the human world. Feeling a presence haunting him, Nick turned around to see what it was.
It was too late. Sara's already grabbed his soul right in front of him. In front of his eyes, he saw the human appearance of Sara, with the exception of her having her gauntlets and her newfound bloodlust being displayed in her merciless eyes. Nick was astonished in a very terrible way to see her.
"S-Sara!?" Nick stuttered. "That can't be right. You're dead!"
"That would be you. Time to pay your debt with society!" Sara said as she crushed his soul, causing Nick to emit a very muted scream before dying for real.
Sara pulled out her hand back from the portal as it diminished in dimensions and imploded itself, leaving only a bloody hole in the chest of the now dead Applejerk, whose body fell on the ground lifeless.
Her first target was gone, but her bloodlust was still present. "I need... More!!"
"Well done. One down," Shelnov said while appearing behind her.
"You are having fun seeing me like this, right?" Sara retorted.
"Remember your vengeance," Shelnov reminded her. "There are six of them now. Try to not waste your occasion to return to the world you belong. That is the promise that I will grant to you in exchange of your act of vengeance."
"What you have to gain from my own blood thirst?" Sara demanded.
"Everything thing has his own time," Shelnov then disappeared. "I am counting on you."
Before leaving the slaughterhouse behind, Sara found on the ground something that Shelnov may have dropped for her. That thing was a grenade launcher. She never had used that in her life, and yet she would had gave it a chance. She took the weapon with her and headed toward the exit of Sweet Apple Acree, headed toward her next target.
In the dark throne room, Brutalight Sparkills was having an amusing discussion with Lil' Miss Rarity and Rainbrute until one of the hell guards interrupted them to gave a grave notice. Applejerk was killed by the hands of the one pony they intended to use as their newfound demon.
They didn't took the news very well.
"I can't believe that." Lil' Miss Rarity said with shock.
"Applejerk is dead?" Rainbrute said dumbfounded.
Pinkamena entered in the room and butted in. "What? Did somepony killed Applejerk!?"
Brutalight snapped in tranquil fury and stomped violently on the floor, causing it to shatter into a mini crater.
"I won't forgive this act," Brutalight said. "No matter what! I will make her pay for her own impudence!"
Author's Note
Although only few would be interested to this fanfic, I have to say it, this fanfic is on the verge of being cancelled. Yep. That is what I should had talk about. But first let me tell you something. I had a "momentary mental breakdown" that I won't even spoil the details that lasted until 2021... although I don't want to be in the same condition ever again... There's nothing to worry about since I had recovered for now.
What I had done in this whole 2021? Three things: lazyness, focusing on other things and taking the time to focus on the future of most of my fanfics. Let me explain. I have the intention to revamp some of the chapter of the works that I had rushed in few moments before 2021 and, in this fanfic case, something really different, in a small sense.
In this fanfic case... well. I am going to reboot it. Especially since the original fanfic made by Midnightmare247's the Elements of Insanity (with the Mane 6 turned into their creepypasta selves not the InvertedShadow version) being the source of this really admitted infamous work has been disappeared along with her now being abandoned account of fanfiction net.
Probably because she was harassed by EOI toxic fanboys and grown disgusted with the toxicity of the community, which prompted her to abodoning her account or delete it entirely from the web deviantart included before migrating into another forum but this is a blatant conjecture of mine so don't take it as a gospel.
Don't try this at home.
So, talking about this thing, I will eventually cancel this fanfic and replace it with his own spiritual successor in the same day of release. In the meantime, if you want to take some slight note of some of the cringiest moments of the fanfic in order to elaborate something better than what I had wrote in that current plot, you are still in time... well... because I have other things to do in this moment.
Sorry for the disturbance in your activity.
And have a very serene day.
Edit 1: grammar fixed in this announcement
Edit 2: the ones who wants to ask somenthing about this decision are welcome
Grevious announcement
Warning. Eviction. This fanfic is going to be cancelled in the future. To the ones who want to download it's pages before the complete erasure from the site can do it until they can. I hope that you weren't bothered with this inconvenience since this fanfic was a obvious fail and that lazyness won't even screw with me in the last moment. And with that good day readers.
