The Wonderbolt's compound stood silent on the far side of Cloudsdale. With the rest of the Wonderbolts out enjoying their own festivities after the last show, the compound was empty, the janitorial staff having left about an hour before the small group of Wonderbolts returned to the compound for their party.

The group entered through the main entrance into the main lobby of the compound. It was a very spacious area with places to sit down and a desk for the receptionist and for incoming male, and had many hallways branching out into the rest of the compound, leading to places like the barracks, the mess hall, training rooms, etc.

"Alright everypony, you can go drop off your bags in your rooms, then meet in the Rec Room for the party." Spitfire explained to the rest of the group. Everyone else agreed and began to head into the compound to their respective rooms.

High Winds was paying little attention, she was hanging by one of the large windows in the lobby, admiring the light snow swirling around outside in the courtyard. The Weather factory was already pumping out snow clouds by the looks of it, and as always, the snow looked beautiful.

High Winds heard Spitfire mention dropping their bags off before beginning the party, and picked up her bag before glancing outside again. This time though, she saw something, a shadow moved incredibly fast across the courtyard outside the front of the compound before disappearing around the side of the building.

"What the?" High Winds said aloud, catching the attention of Rainbow Dash and Fleetfoot, who had been caught in a lingering conversation instead of going straight to drop off their bags. The two walked over to her.

"What's up Windy? Scared of the snow?" Fleetfoot teased. High Winds rolled her eyes. Dash snickered.

"No, it's just....I thought I saw somepony outside." High Winds explained, looking out the window again. Fleetfoot chuckled.

"It was probably just a bird, or maybe one of the janitors are here to stalk us like the perverts they are." Fleetfoot said jokingly. Despite feeling a little on edge from what she saw, High Winds just laughed it off along with Fleetfoot and Rainbow Dash, and the three went to drop off their bags.

The compound had several rooms very similar to dorms found at Universities, with beds, closets, and a private bathroom in each one. The rooms were designed to accommodate 4 ponies each, and were separated by gender. The dorms of the compound had their own wing of the building and covered all three floors of the wing to accommodate every active Wonderbolt.

Rainbow Dash followed Fleetfoot into the stairwell leading to the upper floors, since the two were bunking together with Surprise on the third floor. High Winds broke away from the others since her room was on the first floor, and her bunk mates were all out doing Celestia-knows what.

Outside, over by one of the maintenance entrances to the compound, the pony that had followed the group back was looking for a way to get in, and settled on this particular maintenance entrance. The pony approached the door and pulled a lockpicking device from their pocket. They inserted it into the lock and began to move it around until a clicking noise was heard. The pony smirked as they opened the door and slipped inside.

The pony found themselves in a dimly lit corridor, littered with a few bins meant for trash collection, as well as a few doors. The pony looked around and saw a sign hanging from the ceiling pointing in three different directions. Down the hallways was marked as the Mess hall in one direction and the gym in the other direction. The final arrow pointed towards the nearest door, which was labeled "first floor dormitories."

The pony inched slowly toward the door and carefully pushed it open. They peeked through the tiny crack in the door and noticed a pony out in the hallway. She was a white coated Pegasus with a curly navy blue mane. A duffel bag hung from around her shoulders and the pony could make out the name on the bag.

"High Winds."

The pony's lips curled into a wicked smile and they had to suppress another chuckle. The pony had come here for a reason, and now, their plan could begin. From their pocket, the pony pulled out a small knife and watched as High Winds entered one of the rooms. Unfortunately for Windy, she didn't close the door behind her.

High Winds entered her empty dorm room and turned on the light, leaving the door open a crack behind her. She glanced over to her bed and noticed something on it that wasn't there before. It was a brand new Wonderbolt uniform sealed in a plastic bag. High Winds smiled wide when she saw it.

"Finally! My new Uniform!" High Winds said out loud, wrapped up in her excitement. She had beaten up and torn her current uniform during the recent touring season and desperately needed a new one, and thankfully, her new one had arrived, custom made to fit her.

High Winds tore open the plastic bag and took the uniform out of it. She left the plastic bag on the bed as she stepped over to the closet. She slid open the door and began to rummage through the unusually cluttered closet trying to find a hanger to use.

"Dammit Blaze, you were supposed to clean this out!" High Winds cursed to herself, referring to one of her roommates.

High Winds continued to rummage through the closet, so she didn't notice as the door opened quietly behind her. The pony stepped into the room and glanced around. The initial plan was to just use the knife, but the pony put it away as they spotted another way to dispatch this Wonderbolt. They carefully picked up the opened plastic, and silently approached High Winds, who was still trying to find a hanger.

"I swear to god Blaze..." High Winds muttered as she kept rummaging. She turned to look at the other end of the closet for another possible place for an empty hanger. She saw something in her peripheral vision, but she didn't have enough time to react before the pony behind her threw the plastic packaging over her head and closed their hooves around her neck.

High Winds dropped the uniform and tried desperately to fight back against her attacker. She attempted to turn, but the pony held her too strongly. She felt their hooves close even tighter around her neck, as she kept gasping and hacking from inside the plastic. Her vision began to go fuzzy, and breathing became impossible.

The pony strangling her then suddenly slammed her head against the wall in the back of the closet and High Winds stopped moving.

Soarin and Wave Chill were exactly one floor above High Wind's room when they heard what sounded like a slam. Wave Chill looked up from organizing his bag. He looked over at Soarin who was pushing his bag under his bed.

"Did you hear that?" Wave Chill asked. Soarin turned and looked at him and nodded.

"Yeah, it was probably somepony slamming their door, you know how excited Surprise is about this party." Soarin said, offering an explanation. Wave Chill pondered the suggestion for a moment before returning to his organizing.

The killer loosened their grip around High Wind's neck and stood upright, looking down at their results. High Wind's expression was stuck in one of pure terror. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was still open, with the plastic having been closed tightly around her head like a vacuum sealed bag.

"One down." the killer said to themselves before moving High Wind's body completely into the closet, concealing it behind the rows of clothes, and closing the door. They turned and quickly left the room, shutting off the light and closing the door. Luckily, the rest of the first floor hallway was empty. They then quickly slipped back into the maintenance corridor.

Rainbow Dash and Fleetfoot quickly stored their duffel bags and met back up with Soarin, Wave Chill, and Surprise and they all made their way down to the Rec Room together.

"So, what exactly is happening at this party tonight?" Rainbow asked Soarin as they entered the downstairs hallway connecting the dormitory wing to the recreation wing, which consisted of the gyms, mess hall, weight rooms, and the rec room.

"Oh, just a little party, nothing too spectacular. Board Games, Music, maybe a movie, and a LOT of booze." Soarin explained as they walked.

"Oh, and I may have some.......other.... stuff to add to this party." Wave Chill suddenly spoke up. The others turned and looked at him.

"Is it weed?" Soarin deadpanned. Wave Chill smirked and nodded.

"You know me too well." Wave Chill responded. They all shared a little laugh as they kept walking. Fleetfoot then nudged Rainbow to get her attention.

"And knowing a few of the guests here, there might be some more "Private Activities" later." Fleetfoot said, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. Soarin and Rainbow blushed lightly and avoided looking at eachother. Fleetfoot chuckled.

"You two are adorable!" Fleetfoot said giddily.

"I know right!" Surprise chimed in. Even Wave Chill had to hold in some giggles. The walk had turned awkward, but luckily the group had finally reached the rec room. They entered and saw that most of the others had already arrived. Spitfire saw them enter and trotted up to them.

"Finally! Welcome to our special "End of the Season" Party!" Spitfire said happily.

"It's gonna be a long night." Soarin whispered to Dash as they walked in.

The killer watched them enter, hiding behind one of the big potted plants in the hallway....

Author's Note

"And the Body Count has Started..."
Disclaimer: This isn't gonna be a very intelligent or very well written fic. One, because I'm not the most experienced or best writer, and two, this is meant to be a stupid and cheesy 70s or 80s style slasher movie in written form. Don't look for too much drama or deep characters here, were here to have fun and watch the kill count increase.