"sir we are going to need you to calm down".
A calm, and a collected voice asked. Only to get snapped on in response.
"FUCK YOU!"
Long Tail roared. The downed and very much injured officer sporting several bandages all over his body. The most noticed one however is the gaze covering where his left eye used to be. Now in its place is nothing but a horrific injury hidden from view.
The pony in front of him, an investigator sent by the state merely kept his composer. From outside the hospital room, Mrs. Phase and her colleague Mr. Brown watched on. Using a special magical spell to see and hear the ones inside.
Long Tail gritted his teeth as he stared at the stranger with eyes filled with hate and fear. It wasn't long ago that he used those very same eyes to witness four other ponies die a gruesome death.
He was being forced to relive it all over again.
"You want the details? fine but I doubt you'll believe me".
The investigator raised a brow. His eyes expecting.
On the other side, Mrs. Phase and Mr. Brown were doing very much the same. More than a little eager to hear what the police pony had to say.
Long Tail sighed before beginning his tail.
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There were five of us. My partner Sundale two other officers and two medics. Since the ponies we were supposed to save were now very much dead There wasn't much we could do. So we decided as a group to bring the savage in and let another set of medic ponies deal with the bodies. Full well knowing that the mare was dangerous we felt more secure about her being tied down back in the med truck than one of our police cars. The first thing we did was give that bitch a lot of sedatives. So much so that by the point we were done she looked to be higher than your average meth head. That was more than a little weird considering that she was supposed to lose consciousness, but at this point, there wasn't much we could do other than strap her down and let one officer ride with the medics to keep an eye on things.
The stallion stopped. Having looked to be struggling enterally for a moment before forcing himself to speak.
Wanting to get to the precinct as fast as possible we decided to take a shortcut that lead up to the hills of the last Lunar avatar. Do you know the place where supposedly princess Luna died in battle while facing a being of equal power? Yeah, that one.
He laughed.
It was a crooked broken sound. It reflected a pony who thought he saw it all but couldn't have been more wrong.
So here we are, in a place with trees as far as the eye can see with a prisoner who has a lot of unknowns about what she can and can't do.
He laughed again.
We couldn't have been dumber if you tried.
As we are driving I'm talking to my partner about my good old ex-wife and such, thinking that today was gonna end up on a good note.
I couldn't have been more wrong.
It was then that we saw her.
A pony,
Not just any pony mind you, but one who looked to be tied up in the middle of the road, hanging on a stern tree branch crucifix style. Only has a lot more graphics.
Her eyes looked to hang out of her skull. The only thing keeping them from falling off completely was a string that both held the eyes, while simultaneously forcing the pony to smile. Showing nothing but empty bloody stumps where her teeth should have been. Her hooves were bent and twisted in such a way that it made me a veteran of the royal good for over eight years sick to my stomach.
Do you wanna know the worse part?
There wasn't any fur.
Only skin.
Raw, red, blooded skin with chunks having been bitten off several places.
Including more, intimate ones.
His voice almost broke on that last line alone.
My partner the delusional bastard thought he saw her take a breath, and before I can fully process what In the Celestia bloody tampon I'm seeing he was already out and heading straight towards her.
It was a trap.
I knew it was a trap.
The other officers knew it was a trap.
The medics knew it was a trap.
Heck a newborn offspring fresh out
of Tartarus itself would know it was a trap,
But Sundale?
He didn't.
Or if he did the bastard decided to go out anyway.
He was seven steps away from the crusher when something large lunged out of the darkness. It moved with the speed I only saw from gifted pegasi.
The poor fool didn't even have time to draw his gun.
By the time I was able to process everything he was out of the road and being dragged into the woods.
His screams.
Oh, Celestia the screams.
Whatever it was it was eating him. Mauling like he was a fucking taco at a restaurant.
I got out of my car and immediately began firing at where the screams were coming from. Not far away I heard the other tag along and do the same as me.
It was utterly useless. All we were doing were wasting bullets and I'll bet everything I have that the damn thing knew it.
Hence why it started laughing.
Imagine a pony without morals, without a conscience, without sanity. Wanting only destruction and madness to befall the rest of us.
That's what he sounded like.
He wasn't the only one.
No, you see the first one was a distraction nothing more than a moving target you couldn't even shoot at.
I was so stupid!
By the time I realized this I heard a scream from behind me. I turned expecting the worse.
What I didn't expect was to see a stallion who was the definition of Jacked get his entire throat ripped out by a pony three times smaller than he was.
I didn't even get a good look at who did it I just immediately began firing.
The fucker blitzed towards the car with that same crazy speed the last one had.
Before I could follow I felt something collide with the back of my skull.
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A kick to the ribs woke me up immediately.
It was then that I saw them.
The demons.
The monsters.
The ones that shouldn't have escaped from Tartarus.
One was a grey mare with blood dripping out of her mouth as well as holes in her face. The bitch could sport one hell of a smile let me tell ya. She was whispering words why? Over and over again. Their eyes darted around like she was expecting something to happen at any moment.
The second was a yellow stallion that looked to be obsessed. However, with a huge full of my partner's flesh in his mouth, I could understand why. His eyes were wide like the mare's but In those eyes was the promise of violence and slaughter.
The third one, well I now knew why she was so small.
A filly.
The mare who killed one of our best ponies was a goddam filly.
She was pink with purple streaks all over her body. Her mane and tail were orange but the look on her face alone is what worried me the most.
Sane.
She looked completely sane compared to the rest of them. Behind her eyes was a startling amount of intelligence. The knowledge of the difference between right and wrong, and yet.
She looked like she wanted to tear me apart the most.
Then they came.
Two mares trotted right into the circle like they hadn't a care in the world.
One was the mare we arrested recently. Foaming at the mouth and muttering something about being famous.
The other?
A mare with a light blue coat, bluish grey mane and tail, and cerise-colored eyes. Whistling a tune that for some reason sent shivers down my spine.
Then with a wave of a hoof, every pony stood stock still. Eyes watching, waiting, it was at that moment that I felt something I haven't felt in a long time.
Fear.
For some reason despite not being covered in blood or gore of any kind this one mare scared me the most.
She looked at me, her eyes bearing down on my soul, judging it as if she was princess Celestia herself. Then it was at that moment that she muttered one particular word.
"Dawn".
When I didn't answer she did only one thing.
She barked.
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It can't be Mrs. Phase mattered with a shake of her head.
"It can't be".
Mr. Brown only sighed. When he spoke he sounded tired.
"Yes, it seems that a dear old patient of ours finally decided to make an appearance.".
" that means".
"Indeed, leaving him alive was to send one simple message".
"War".
