Fear Pitch Black: Cataclysmic

by Flora Blossom

Rating: mature
Tags: Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Original Character, Mystery, Bat Pony, Fetish, Horror, Sex
Length: 13979

The art pony who wants to create life but failed by an experiment gone worng. Azril Grim who keeps drinking the black liquid has fallen into more of a corrupted state. However, the Grim family meet their cousins on the otherside of the sex life.

This is a sequel to Fear Pitch Black. If you have not read them yet you might want to read the first, second, and third fiction first. Also, you must read the Secrets of the Library as well. (that will be linked down below in order) This fiction takes place in the third era known as the third generation.

The series of Fear Pitch Black and Secrets of the Library

Fiction -4 Secrets of the Library: Lydia Blackwood G1
Fiction -3 Secrets of the Library: Rose Blackwood G1
Fiction -2 Secrets of the Library: Amber Blackwood G1
Fiction -1 Secrets of the Library: Ursula BlackwoodG1
Fiction 0 Distress: Solicitude G1
Fiction 1 Fear Pitch Black: Vexing G1
Fiction 2 Fear Pitch Black: Typhlotic G1
A sequel to Fiction 3 Fear Pitch Black: Melancholic G1
Fiction 4 Fear Pitch Black: Cataclysmic G3 (Present/latest/ the works the now fiction.)

Reagan Grail was a pony during the era of Generation Three. The darkest and most gruesome in the library was an artist known as her name was Art Pony. Once was a creation that she was all known.  To this day, many ponies have died due to a rare pony known as the Azeril Grim. He is made out of pure darkness in his heart after drinking the black liquid of madness. The red light district is known as the secrets of the library where the Grim family is trying to change the Blackwood family into the darkest, grossest, brutal sex moment of all time. However, The Art Pony who believed that it was a great choice to create life but highly ended in disaster. The Pinkie Project known to all of the mass murders of Pinkie Pies. Known as the Pinkie sense group finding in the darkest corner of the book known as the secret fourth wall discovery.

G3

Music artist By Flora Blossom

Art cover digital media by Flora Blossom

Warning: Very Kinky Madness and may scar your life. (not going to write every single kink it's just too long)

Other tags: Dark, Porn/Kinky, hardcore toy lore, Fear Pitch Black lore, Secrets of the Library lore, uncomfortable, Comic lore

Published 2023-01-22 20:10:01 UTC
Last updated 2025-02-13 02:33:58 UTC

Prologue Arc

There was a pitch-black sky, and the wind blew from the northeast. Ice flakes from the sky as if it had been a cold cry for the death of several innocents. Once upon a time, she was born. Their name was Art Pony. A pony with black fur with a blue rose at her front hooves. A bluebird at their back hooves. However, both of her eyes had this nice blue eyeliner.

Art Pony used her left hoove, grabbed the paintbrush, and started to stroke eight pink ponies on one piece of paper. Once on another piece of paper, she used her front left. She had a pen on the blue pegasus with a rainbow mane. However, she drew the fourth with wings. On another sheet of paper, she started to draw this red earth pony with an apple as a cutie mark.

On the day she finished them. She walked to the royal castle and gave them well-known names and side numbers of that project for generation four. Once she gave it to Princess Celestia and created this one miracle magic and placed it in the secret library in Canterlot where no one will ever find it.

“I was scared at first when it happened. I can’t believe I’m still alive after all this. I went to the secret library. It was scary, and it wasn’t my choice. I wanted to see my friend, and there was the worst time that no one told me about until that day came to a close. It was a suffering moment in my life. Where do I begin? It began two years ago after my surgery.”

Two years ago.

The time was about six o’clock in the morning.

“Minty!” Reagan got hugged on the hospital bed.

“Woopies, I’m sorry, Reagan. I want you to know Pinkie is busy for this Christmas event this year.”

She nodded her head slowly after the pain in her left eye. All she could think of was the poke in the left pupil.

“It felt of no end of pain. Magic wasn’t even existed yet, not even sleep injections. I had been through something horrible as a left eye infection. The poke felt so painful my left eye made water drop like a waterfall.”

Reagan shut her right eye and took a deep breath.

“So, Minty. How is Pinkie Pie doing?”

“Oh, she is doing fine after all. There was a time when ponies called us pinkiemint. I clearly remember those days very clearly. I was even scared. It was the first time I flew a balloon in winter. Almost fall to my death. If Pinkie weren't there, I would have died or worse from ice cold water.”

Reagan used her imagination.

Snow blew from the northwest hard by a cliff. The balloon moved between the two cliffs while it was dark outside. Minty panicked, and the balloon popped from the old sharp root. The root broke as Minty fell deep down. Once Minty hit the ice, it broke and made a glass sound. She became cold instantly, drowning in the weight of the air balloon.

“Wow, sounded a bit scary. Even I would panic during that time. At least Pinkie saved her.”
Reagan opened her mouth with her teeth together, had a tone in her voice box made a funny sound, putting her right hoof over her mouth.

“I hope the surgery goes well.”

Two hours early.

The left eyeball wasn’t confirmed to reconnect to the eye socket. The nurse used the scalpel tool to dig. She then pulled it out with her left hoof seeing an eye of a left eye infection.

“Your eye seems to be infected. Try not to move, ok.”

Several hours early.

Reagan was to hold pressure on her left eye. Letting it recover is the most painful thing. The rusty nail slit her left eye.

“Yes, Minty, I should rest after that procedure.”

Reagan shut her eyes after something spoke to both of her ears.

She began to have water dripped from her forehead and started to shiver of a cold, and under those bedsheets, she got hot from the air, and she kept breathing slowly to whatever end, overthinking stuff on what the whisper spoke to her.

“Reagan, please help me. I don’t want to feel alone, please.”

The green pony walked out of the room. It was a dark room.

“Minty, did you hear that? Minty.”

Minty closed the door behind her.

The room went grey as the lamp started to flicker. Reagan's heart began to start racing.

She whispered in her ear, “Death is coming… coming for you!”

Reagan’s eyes began to shake like her body in the cold damped sheets.

She blinked her eyes two times and then closed her eyes shut to listen to that soothing whisper that gave her chills. Once she pulled all the covers to her. She held them tight to the bed sheets and started to lie on her left side. She felt a cold breeze that grasped her tightly. The whisper again spoke to her.

“Can you escape death? You know you want to save your family.”

A ghost with fur color of blue, red eyes, a unicorn horn, and a side of a purple mane braided.

“The bloodline runs through your veins, Reagan. You know what to do.”

The ghost disappeared as it giggled.

“It’s been a long time since I first walked through those doors of the restriction section of the library. I walked through those doors of the restriction section in the year six hundred sixty-two. The real reason for me being in there; was the search for my dear sister. However, the dark days there at that time were scary. I had no choice but to pick up some clop fiction. When I saw my sister, something was amiss with her. She had wings like a pegasus, but it was different. I then saw my brother, but he was odd at first. However, I just couldn’t figure out how I had died.”

“Brother, why did you do this to me? All I could remember was the grail. It was in my grasp, but you killed me why. What was in that grail? Why did you keep it from me, dear brother? So, many questions and not a lot of answers.” Their eyes of her became ice cold. The feel of a damped wet floor, the pale skin of her fur coat was dreadful with the sign of a stain of red.

“Before I passed out from all the blood loss. I had a dream that went into my mind.”

Several years ago, before the year six hundred sixty-six. Emmeranne was fast asleep under her bedsheet covers. It was then Azriel used his left hoof and shut the lights outs. He then closed the door behind him. Emmeranne was fifteen of her age going through a love phase.

“Oh, brother Azriel you look so hot.”

Author's Note

In the past three fictions, we finally get an answer to the true pure mystery of the Fear Pitch Black Series. I'm the most excited for this to be my best one for the Fear Pitch Black series. I hope you enjoy followers and non-followers. I wanted to write this arc for years.

Emmeranne Prologue Arc

The clock was ticking in the library as the big hand struck twelve.

“The reason why I’m here was because of him.”

Emmeranne was strapped to a chair tightly. She had her eyes shut as the clock made a slight bell tone. It flicks both of her ears, making her concentrate on her memory before she entered that day. Due to her past life knowledge, Emmeranne only knows why she went for him—the day she entered the library of the restriction section caused a bit of fear and prosperity.

Nine o'clock in the evening.

“I’m finally older to look at some play mare magazines.” She looked at this big stallion's butt.

“Oh my, a fifteen-inch cock.”

Her face became red as her ears began to steam out from her ears.

“If only ponies looked at me now. I would be so embarrassed to tell any stallion I was a slut. Although I couldn’t tell any pony otherwise. My status was everything to me back then. Although it kind of went sour. However, a pony almost found out my secret lover.”

She looked at her brother's picture from graduate high school.

"An irreversible mistake I made at that point. I concocted a love brew for my brother. Yet it ended up having a lot of charm. I forgot how long it was when I had this great sensation of the amount of pleasure I had with him. How I ended up in the library is a different tale.”

Emmeranne had green fur, crimson eyes, and a dark green mane and tail. She stared at the mirror, which the mirror damaged during its final hour when they looked to the future. Spiders were crawling in the deep corners of the room of the south entrance near the door. The door squeaked and slowly opened. A pony came with his left hoof on the door doorknob, grinned, and stared at her. Lights were flickering red. The stain of blood filled her room as she smiled and laughed.

“Scary sister Emmeranne. Like always, it never creeps me out.”

Azriel walked to the bed and tucked her in.

Emmeranne was fast asleep when Azriel moved away and out of her room.
Emmeranne's right ear twitched when the door clicked.

The year was six hundred ninety-nine.

“I found that even the slightest thing that could never go wrong, however, it did. I don’t think my younger sister could ever forgive me. It pains me to see her sad, but there was nothing I could do. Please forgive me, dear sister, Coral Grim. My brother had a serious cut on his upper chest when he fell. It was harrowing. The one pony known as the lone painter placed him inside this strange blank page book. I went into the book and used the newly created magic. It was known as one of the spells of Hey Cart’s. But, the date must be incorrect because it was occasionally in July of the fourth of two thousand and six."

Author's Note

(shortest Arc chapter. Because Fear Pitch Black Melancholic) If you haven't read that well... sucks to be you. This story is meant for readers who read the series... this isn't for new readers who skip shit no this is for readers who already read the series.

Azriel Prologue Arc

“Ponies know me as Azriel Grim. The pony of greed; is the only thing that I desire. Ponies have had pain and suffering. I make them feel better, always come back for more pleasure, and then some stories to tell when a stallion breaks up with them.”

The year was six hundred ninety-six.

Azriel rubbed both eyes with his left hoove, sat up, and looked out the window. Saw the sunrise. He immediately ran upstairs to the kitchen. He ate a massive fruit sandwich loaded with fresh greens. He stepped to the door and opened it with his left hoove after finishing everything. As I opened the door, it squeaked. He took his sister with him as they went toward the library.

Once they both got to the library. They both entered and headed to the fiction shelves, where they discovered a specific horror fiction called Fear Pitch Black.

“It was then I thought it out. What if I could make this to life? To feel pain and suffering but not to die. However, to experience death. So that ponies like mine might be bold enough to comprehend what loss entails.”

“My older brother had an interesting taste, but to what end? What if my younger sister got in it? Would she be afraid of our taste? I hope she doesn’t come to the place we're all going to be in.”

They both cast the spell and entered the book of Fear Pitch Black. A renowned librarian named Ribbon is a unicorn with a cyan coat with a floof.

It is now the following day.

The morning of the sun rising, Azriel was in the kitchen. He looked out the left-hand window with his two sisters.

"What do you like today, Coral? The black rose sandwich is usually delicious."

"Big brother, the texture and flavor are incredible."

Emmeranne covered her mouth with her left hoove. When she smirked, she made a faint noise. Instead of the black rose, my beloved sister, there is the peculiar gloomy sauce.

Coral enlarges its eyes as if it were intrigued about what is inside.

“Coral?” Azriel looked at her with a sign of gratitude as if he smiled.

“Yes, dear brother?” She stares at him out of curiosity.

“When you get older, I want you to read a work of fiction that the Grim family reads as part of a long-standing custom. In addition, Hey Cart deserves praise; without this spell, it wouldn't be feasible.

“I see.” Coral walked to the basement and wandered into it for relics.
Emmeranne looked at Coral to see her off. “Brother, do you think she is truly ready for this? What if something happens to her psyche? It could affect most or even hurt other ponies.”

“Sincerely, dearest sibling, I have faith in anything. It won't leave a mark on the family, and in addition. I promised to respect Father's choices as the family's leader.”

Emmeranne blinked and went into total surprise. She gasped at that moment, which happened to be a high pitch. “You mean father? A psychiatrist who could never heal. Do you mean to say that you intend to work on treating ponies' psychological nightmares? And yet you believe it's acceptable to use our sister as a test subject for the possibility that she could break?”

“Yes.” He squinted at her, and he smiled.

“You have complete loss your mind.” She used her powerful, sensitive voice that sounded furious.

“No, my dear sister. We need to overcome his failures. The family needs this to overstep the laws and physics of magic. That’s why we have it. To better understand it.”

Azriel walked out of Emmeranne's room.

“So, the chase is on. Future pony.”

Chapter 1

Blood-red clouds painted the sky, and a strong wind was blowing. Ponies from the ground were still and silent on their backs. Small creatures were crawling inside their bodies. And some of them left their bodies. The stain leaked from the bodies dripped to the ground, and the air had an unpleasant tar smell. The wind blew from the east side to the north.

Surprise walked to the tree of death and felt very alone, “If only I had this life. It's very harmful to Princess Rarity, a place of never-ending torture. When will this ever end?” She closed her eyes and took a deep breath from her lungs, looking up in the clouds. “My wings have failed me. There is no chance in the sky again. My blood stains are coating my fur.”

“It’s time to remove them, shall we.” The mare in black had been there behind the tree. She walked to the other side with a scalpel. “One must face death to make a new life. I will end your pain and suffering.”

"No, help me, some pony.” She used a lower-pitched voice.

Art Pony walked around the tree and used her left hoof, and swiped it. The right-wing fell off, leaving blood all over the place. Another stroke from Art Pony caused Surpise's left wing to come off. She was surprised when wetness dripped from her eyes down her cheeks.

“I'm not going to murder you. The short answer is that I require a project I have in mind. You may say that was a necessary price. Until we speak again.”

“Megan, we need help once again.”

Art Pony carried her paintbrush, swiped it near that same tree, and went through it. The portal then disappeared as it dissolved.

“I must get to safety.”

Surprise slowly dragged her back hooves down the hill. She then slipped down a moment later.

“Water. I need water.”

She looked around and couldn't find anything. Her eyes started to shut.

A white pony with a blue mane and tail walked to Surprise.

Surprise knew she couldn’t get another attack from an enemy. Her heart began to rise. Things were blurry, and the shadow from the tree got darker.

One second later.

Comic Con Ninja and Comic Con Tattoo placed the finished touch on the Pony Project.

Art Pony walked from the painted portal. She looked at the table filled with stains of red. The light was very dim, flickering with the sound of electricity.

“Hey, Comic Con Ninja, is it ready?”

“Almost there, Art Pony. We have placed the tattoo as a small, pink-shaped heart.”

“Pony Project is almost at one hundred percent.”

“Perfect Comic Con Ninja. Please don’t fail me this time.”

Regan Grail had her eyes shut, “Why did it come to be? Why me?”

Six months ago.

“Twilight, what are you doing here?”

“There is a time and place. I must bring you to Canterlot.”

“What for?”

“Princess Rarity is stepping down, and the new two princesses. Princess Celestia and Princess Selena want you to finish what your ancestors did. They were known as the Grim Family.”

“Huh?” She used her left hoof and moved it back and forward on top of her head three times.

“All the explaining will be there, Regan Grail.” Twilight spread her wings and her head up and down three times.

They both walked to the pink air balloon. “It will be near the rear, a pink pony with purple stars. Also, they are no pegasus.”

The wind blasted from the east, the rain fell heavily, and the balloon shook.

“Are they earth pony friendly?”

“I’m afraid I have no clue in the matter. However, if it makes you feel better, I must stay behind.”

They both got on the pink air balloon.

“There might be an earth pony that might be awkward at first.”

“Awkward? What do you mean?”

“Yeah, ummm… pony is like a sweetpea, that’s right.”

Twilight steered the balloon southeast as the wind blew from the northwest.

“Look, Twilight, no idea about my ancestors. Do I even have a family in the past?”

“Everyone has a former family, of course, you foolish pony. It’s just that…” She turned her head to the left.

“Just what?” Her body shook, her eyes shut slightly, and her right hoove went up and down five times.

“Wingsong II might tell you.”

“Tell me what?”

“About the family that you're about to meet.”

“Once you?”

“Find that special cupcake.”

“Cupcake?”

She used her right hoof to cover Reagan Grail's mouth.

“Be careful of that Cupcake.”

“Huh?”

“She’s the lady that was missing from the library.”

“Royalty?”

“Yeah, Cupcake has been missing. The same goes for the others that went in there. You best be careful otherwise.”

“Otherwise?”

“You’ll never come out.”

The balloon was a third-quarter way there to its destination. The sun was high in the sky as if the wind blew in a different direction from the east.

“Ah, we're almost there. Any last words before are land.”

“Yes? I think so. I certainly think so. Who is going to take me to the library?”

“It will be Twilight.”

“You mean you?”

“No.”

Reagan spoke in her head, “This better not be another Twilight Zone.”

The air balloon landed perfectly.

Reagan walked out of the balloon with Twilight.

“This is where we part ways, Reagan. I’m going to get some coffee.”

They both nodded their heads and went separate ways.

However, Reagan bumped into an earth pony. She had yellow as her mane with green and orange highlights. Reagan looked at her flank and saw seven stars as her cutie mark.

Twilight started to get red cheeks near her dramatic arch near her eyes. Her face was hot, and both of her cheeks were getting red.

“Are you Reagan?”

She nodded her head up and down six times quickly with her eyes shut.

“Come with me if you want to live.”

Reagan raised her left eyebrow, “Aren’t I post to be with the Princess?”

“I understand how that could look if they place you there. You won't be leaving, I guess. No, not by a long stretch.”

“What do you mean?”

“She sends several of her best guards, but they never return. Many ponies made an effort to find her sibling. Even Surprise went in there. At what cost?”

“Where is Princess Rarity?”

“You do not know… she also went looking as well.”

Author's Note

There will be some weird names for ponies trust me.... going through the toy cannon I doubt you will know some of them from g1, g2, g3...

Chapter 1.2

Orange Twilight smacked the earth pony's left flank with her green-lit whip. The sound of the snap left a scarlet imprint on her left side.

They both moved in the dark to the Celestial church.

“Isn't it true that you're the other me because they keep calling me a unicorn?”

“And you must be the earth pony that tries to defy divine instructions.”

Twilights then arrived at the chapel. The door shut loudly behind once the unicorn stepped in. Twilight, the earth pony, looked up at the ceiling for a few moments after looking forward to seeing whether another pony was waiting for her.

Her Majesty Star looked at both twilights. She used her right hoof to wave and used her head to whip her mane to the left. Her Majesty Star saw them walk up, “What have you done, Twilight, you earth pony fool?” She took a deep breath and let it all out.

Earth pony Twilight spoke, “What do you know about freedom?”

Her Majesty Star covered her mouth with a left hoof and giggled.

“Freedom, you say subject. There is only pain and suffering. And even Reagan doesn’t know about the marriage.”

“You and your wealthy subjects are to blame for the poor's plight. But why is this so?”

“It must be we place medical at a high price for waste of space. The reason we became wealthy in the first place. Everything revolves around money and wealth. You can corrupt any system once you get it. Making the poor on the streets joyful or gamble on the mysteries of the library.”

“But Regan is forced to do it though.”

“But the signature by her ancestors demanded it. It’s that type of case which we can’t explain any further. It’s her fate to be in that position. That’s what royals do. It's in the tradition to follow the ancestors. Whether you like it or not. If you like, I can secure authorization for you to accompany her. I highly don’t recommend it because it will lead you to your doom.”

Earth pony sighs, “I’ll do it.”

“Very well.”

The orange took the earth pony to the library.

Chapter 1.3

Twilight dropped Reagan right in front of Her Majesty Star.

“Ah, the pink Twilight. I like to say a good job on getting me Reagan.”

“Why do you need her anyway?”

“There are some things that I can’t tell you why. But I can show you.”

Her Majesty Star placed her head near Twilight's horn.

Twilight had thoughts in her head, “What is this? What am I seeing? Something isn’t right.”

Twilight had images in her head that started to wreck her psyche.

Reagan's eyes opened slowly. Blur sight and then started to clear up. She used her left hoof on her forehead and rubbed it up and down. She then stood up and felt a little tipsy. As she thought to herself in her mind, “Where am I?” She shook her head three times from right to left. She rose and looked at the pony seated at a table. It featured a bright candle; the wax dripped off the stick, and Her Majesty Star turned her head to the left with a squint in her left eye. Reagan's body shivered when she noticed an bright turquoise earth pony in front of her.

Her Majesty Star slanted her eyes while looking at Reagan. Also, the earth pony showed up in the nick of time. Reagan looked to the left and noticed Twilight, the other earth pony. Reagan was perplexed as to why the earth pony Twilight had arrived. It was, without a doubt, a means to an end for her. Her Majesty Star lifted her right hoof and dispatched the earth pony Twilight straight to the library's secrets. The earth pony Twilight started to walk to the missing two books as the bookshelf moved to the right. She then strolled down the stairs, listening to the concrete streams.

"Something doesn't feel right, your Majesty," Reagan said. "I'm having trouble figuring out what this place you're trying to place me in is if it's not the end for me."

"As it should be," Her Majesty Star said, smiling. “One pony may either rescue or kill them all. It is entirely up to you, Reagan, where you choose to place your tale."

Chapter 2

Reagan tilted her head to the left and glanced at Her Majesty Star while sipping her tea with her left hoof. She paused for a moment to obtain a clear direction for her story. Reagan walked to the bookshelf that Twilight walked in. She, of course, saw the steps with blood stains on them. The smell of it was just too much to handle for her muzzle. Her Majesty Star walked over to the bookshelf and waved at her. She turned around, closing the bookshelves and wiping a tear from her left eye. She moved back to the window, and dark clouds, heavier air, and fog began to form in the library. Her Majesty Star used her left foot and massaged it up and down towards her right hoof. Her heart began to ache.

“Good luck, Reagan, subject number three-four-six.”

Reagan walked down the stairs with a blue face, with a tiny breeze blowing. Her breath fogged in the air, and her body began to quiver. She touched fresh red liquid at the bottom of the stairs. Reagan gazed forward, then to the right and left, and saw a series of glowing fire lamps. After a minute, she searched for Twilight. She couldn't find her anywhere, but a shudder ran down her spine. They then walked to the gate, which had a shaped skull. Reagan opened the gate, walked in, and the gate shut itself from behind with an evil laugh.

“Twilight, are you there?” She shouted. Her thoughts began, “Something doesn’t make sense. She couldn’t go that far, could she? There can only be one explanation for her disappearance. That, too, could not be conceivable.” She looked up and saw no sky at all. The only thing visible was the deep black sky.

Reagan approached the red-flamed light post as the surroundings became black and white. The end of the day seemed to be nearing. The crimson flame, on the other hand, made an odd sound. It produced a horrifying noise. With each step forward to the inn, the chill in her spine tingled. Reagan entered the inn covered in spider webs and crimson stains. It had the odor of death.

She noticed a unicorn at the desk, with a blue mane and two pink stripes. Reagan noticed she looked pale purple and white. The lights flickered, “Hello, I’m Reagan Grail.”

The unicorn checked the book, “Ah, my name is Buttons. However, this is odd. Your name is on the book list. Here is the key.”

Reagan examined the key offered by Buttons. "Don't look at me that way," she said again, knowing Button's face had grown red with tears in her eyes. Do you understand why you've come here? Isn't that your scary ancestors?"

"What is going on with your face, Buttons?" Reagan inquired.
“You are here to save us from torture. Are you?”

“I don’t know what you mean?”

"Please save us. You're the hero, aren't you?... The key is the most important thing to have Reagan." Buttons started to feel pain in her chest and then screamed and covered her mouth with her left hoof as a thing crept out of her eye sockets. “Please don't throw it out. Otherwise, hope would die forever." Reagan observed the cough that Buttons made from the mouth after she placed her left hoof near her mouth. Buttons shut her eyes and sat back in the chair.

Reagan looked to the left and saw an elevator. She walked towards it with a stain of red dripping from the buttons. She then hit the button and stepped inside the elevator. However, there were no buttons inside. There was a keyhole near the right side of her. She placed the key in and turned it three times to the right.

Reagan felt light on her hooves when she watched the dial go to basement floor ten. The door chimed, and the doors slowly opened. She took the key, walked out, and looked at the red stain on both walls. She then placed her left hoof near her muzzle, squinted both her eyes, walked towards the next door on the left, and saw the door in front of her.

Blood streaks appeared behind her while she was focusing on the red door. Every dim corner of the hallway is home to multiple pairs of red-glowing two eyes. As the light peaked through the red door's crack, a few specks of dust began to fall slowly in front of her.

She moved slowly, turning the knob with her right hoof. The door creaked open, and some dust fell, creating that swooshing sound. When she peered inside, the light was very bright. On the pedestal that was suspended in the air, a gemstone shine. After giving it a quick glance, Reagan moved in its direction slowly.

“I wouldn’t touch that if I were you stranger.”

The door closed and an emerald-green-eyed unicorn with a blue mane appeared. Reagan looked back and saw a cyan-colored pony.

“This is not what it seems stranger, but I have to tell you to not touch the crystal it will make you lust for several hours on end.”

“Why?” She looked at the cyan stranger.

The cyan stranger walked to the crystal, “It is said that it’s magical and something that you shouldn’t mess with earth pony stranger. Something that you will never understand the true nature of its core. It’s also weird that an earth pony like yourself is here for starters.”

“I’m only here because some alicorn named Diamond Glow wanted me to find my ancestor. Although she never told me who it was.” She turned her head to the cyan stranger.

With her right hoof, the unusual cyan pony examined the key that was wrapped tightly around her neck. “It appears that you are looking for my sisters and the Grim family. Since we are all close, we all like stories with varied levels of maturity. Before you discover the blue ghost-like youngster, I advise you to find the vampire first.”

“Do you at least have a name?”

“My name is Ursula Blackwood.”

Author's Note

This story has 4 prequels which were the secrets of the library and 3 prequels of fear pitch black. if you haven't read the spin off too... well things are about to get confusing from here on out.

Chapter 2.1

Glancing back at the crystal, Ursula said, "You don't know what loss is like, do you?"

Reagan turned her head down to the left and shut her eyes.

“I lost my mother to the humans. And they are nothing but scum. They even eat us and make others suffer. My dear sisters turn their backs on the bloodline and use sex as a getaway. To forget the bad times of our mother's death with the humans.”

Ursula turned to her left and stepped close to Reagan, holding on tightly. When she looked at Ursula's face, she was startled. Ursula choked while the black ink streamed from her eyes. She carefully raised her left hoof as her body melted to the ground.

“Help me. Reagan.”

Reagan watched her remains form into a black puddle. The black puddle then clawed out and grabbed Reagan.

Imagery one. The year six-hundred and forty-five at Royal Paradise.

With a blur, Reagan opened her eyes. It was getting dark outside, with the full moon shining. The wind blew ever so slightly.

“Whoa, where am I? I hear myself asking, Is that? That shifted.”

Reagan walked out of the beach and looked up at the moon. Glowing eyes were behind her. She heard a noise behind her.

“Is someone there? Hello?

A pink pony with a hidden cloak sat in that corner of the alleyway.

“I have captured you.” The pink one then used her right hoof to strike Reagan in the head, saying, "The Prince will be waiting for you, my dear.” She then smirked.”

Five hours ago.

A pink pony with magenta eyes and a purple mane took deep breaths.

“Father. Did I kill you on that day?”

Azriel started to walk to her. He saw her in the back alley in that corner by the pub. Looking into her thick, white, liquid-filled eyes, she took a deep breath.

“Still in despair? Are we Lydia? Or should I say, great aunt?”

“You think horror will save you?”

“And you think anal will save you?”

“It has many times. You should give sex a try.”

“Maybe you should be fearless and get stronger instead of getting weaker. What do you think the other part of the family will do in this situation?”

She wiped her eyes with her left hoof. Once then, she got up and looked at Azriel. She glanced at the black liquid on their muzzle when her eyes opened.

The black liquid went for the left eye of Lydia. Lydia felt a blob in her left eye as it enhanced itself. However, she screamed.

‘You still haven’t gotten used to real pain. What a joke you are.” The black liquid started to cut her insides, “You know I thought you loved pain.”

Lydia coughs up black blood, “What did you do to me?”

“While you hurt ponies from the inside, I can say that hot sex is the best thing ever. But I'd often wondered what would happen if you felt amazing after I cut your insides.”

Lydia spread a thick white-hot liquid from her pussy. And then she collapsed.

Azriel bowed, “Let’s say it’s a pleasure to meet you again!”

Azriel walked away and sensed a new aura had entered the library, “Another pony! Well, I can’t wait to toy with them soon.” He laughed out of the alleyway.

Chapter 2.2

It was dark outside with the wind that blew through the night. A side of dark gray clouds began to develop and descend with force. A beam of light struck down and made the area shake.

Eight in the evening. Reagan Grail in a weird-looking room. The bed was heart-shaped; the window on the left had a massive cobweb and dust. Royal Bouquet was right beside her on the bed.

“Who are you?” She turned her head to the left.

“I’m Royal Bouquet. It’s nice to meet you in these secrets of the library.”

“Am I safe here?”

“Nowhere is safe but at least you're not with Cupcake.”

“Who’s that?”

“Cupcake likes to murder ponies and may eat you up.”

“Eat me up?”

“Why, yes. She’d like to do that. Just beware of her giggle it always gives her away.”

“Really?”

“Why, yes. She also had a twin sister Cupcake the Second.”

“What color is she?”

“Pink. Also, you must watch out for Pinkie Pie.”

“Does she like making pie?”

“Oh yes. But with her, however, had many clones. There is Pinkie Pie the seventh but there were twelve of them. However, there are only two I haven’t seen.”

Reagan Grail had a shiver down her spine. She also turned her body to her left and started to feel a neck cramp.

“So, Royal Bouquet… Do you know if there is any pony here?”

“Why yes, but she should be here momentarily.”

Art Pony used her right hoof and then released Pony Project from the table.

“How are you feeling? My creation.”

Her eyes were black with a pink glowed heart-shaped pupil. It got up and sat near the edge of the table.

“What is going on? I feel weak. I feel hurt.”

Pony Project felt pain everywhere. She used both of her hooves near her face and closed her eyes. A moist trickle was coming down from her eyes and both hooves were contacting her face. Her head throbbed with a train track noise into her thick skull.

She then got up and said out loud, “I Pony Project will live to the fullest of the true meaning of life.”

Azriel sat back at his throne taking another sip of the black liquid that was in the grail.

Author's Note

After chapter 2.3 we are about to go through some heavy stuff... Make sure you already read all of Fear Pitch Black and Secrets of the Library

Chapter 3

Six o'clock in the evening.

Emmeranne looked around for a certain mirror. She got up from her coffin bed. She looked at the right hoove. Once, she used her left hoove and removed the needle from her forehoof.

“Ah, that hurts.” She used both of her hooves and rubbed her face. Her eyes were blurred, and she started to get some clear vision. The blood dripped from her forehead. She used her right hoove and placed it on her forehead. Her head had been ringing in both of her ears. She shut her eyes. She used her right hoove in her mouth and sucked it clean. After that, she finished her hoove from the stains.

Emmeranne walked out of the room from the south. She entered the hallway that had spiders sliding down on the silk. She heard a noise somewhere downstairs. Emmeranne started to walk downstairs. She saw Prince Clever Clover. She wondered what he was doing this late at night. She thought that he was going to fuck some pony, like always. However, she wonders who it was.

The prince smiled at the door he was opening with his right hand. The door creaked slowly, and he saw two ponies in the room.

“Oh, what is this? I've never seen this pony before.” He said it with a smirk on his face. However, he didn’t know the other one, so he was troublesome in his mind. He walked toward the bed, looked carefully, and saw a mark on her neck. His right eye used twenty-three visions.

“Burgandy and a new pony.” He looked at the other pony and asked, “What have you caught today?”

“I caught a grail pony.” She turned her head with slanted eyes.

“That is no grail cutie mark on her flank; it’s different.” He exclaimed, placing his right hoove under his chin and raising his left eyebrow.

Emmeranne walked into the room and said, “So, who’s this pony?” She shut her eyes and sniffed the air. After that, she sneezed and then opened her eyes. She used her right hoove near her muzzle and rubbed it from left to right three times. Once, she shut her eyes once more and shook her head from left to right.

Reagan looked at the pony on her back. She saw a dark green pony walking toward her. The ceiling light flickered a few times.

“Ah, the light bulb; they need to fix that soon.” He smiled.

“Isn’t that your job?” Emmeranne spoke with a slight tone in her voice. “Now get out.” She shouted. "Unless you want to die by my fangs." She spoke once again and smiled.

The Prince and Royal Bouquet walked out of the room.

“So, who are you?”

“I’m Reagan.”

Emmeranne walked to the rear of the right side of the bed. She quickly glomped on top of Reagan. “Let’s see what blood you have for me, darling.” Her red eyes glowed. Once, she moved her head and got close to Reagan's neck. She started to open her mouth and bit Reagan hard.

Reagan yelled when her tears dripped down from both of her cheeks. She felt pain on the left side of her neck. Blood splattered on their fur and dripped onto the bed. Reagan shut her eyes tight and quickly bit down on her teeth as much as she could. Her hooves held the sheets tightly.

Emmeranne's lips were a nice stained color. Her mouth opened wide and gave Reagan a chance to breathe. She had four images in her mind. She cast the first spell to the far left image.

In Reagan’s room at the age of six, “Reagan my darling you are a good pony. You shouldn’t let ponies bother you. There is always a way for peace.”

Emmeranne cast the rewind spell.

Reagan walked on the left side of the hallway of her home. Emmeranne walked into the memory. She looked at the picture on the right side. However, she didn’t know them. She walked to her room while Reagan was headed to bed.

“Nothing is here. The blood I tasted had our bloodline in it.” She then headed out of the memory.

Emmeranne walked to the next memory. She saw Equestria looked way different. The change didn’t even recognize it.

Emmeranne had thoughts, “It seems Equestria is different where earth ponies, pegasus, and unicorns unite.” Once then she got out of her memory. She didn’t need to know the rest of her story and canceled the spell.

“Information sweetie is a big deal here.” Emmeranne smiled.

Reagan spoke, “Why did you bite me?”

“It seems you have some of our bloodline. I’m impressed you don’t know who I am. I’m one of your ancestors Reagan Grail.” She looked at her with a high spark in her eyes.

Reagan Grail looked at Emmeranne Grim with a right raised eyebrow. Emmeranne cast another spell healing blight onto the wound of Reagan's neck.

“Are you feeling a bit better Reagan? Sorry, I had to look into your private life slightly.” She then used her tongue slightly slowly on Reagan's left side of their neck.

Reagan blinked and sniffed near Emmeranne's fur coat. She then smelled it once more and a nice flower scent.

Reagan then passed out on the bed.

Emmeranne was not happy. She got up from the bed and walked out. “She passed out on me.”

The Prince laughed and so Royal Bouquet as well. Emmeranne squinted her eyes and stared at them. She walked over to the phone line. And dialed one of her sisters.

The pony from the other side walked to the phone line and picked it up with their right hoove.

“Hello, what can I do you for?”

The customer whispered on the phone, “I like to give my two slaves as a thing. They need to be punished for such a crime. I’ll be shipping them to you soon. The letter of how I want it done. I have a special guest. I’ll like tickets and make it public.”

Emmeranne hooked the phone back in place. She walked back to the Prince Clever Clover and Royal Bouquet. Her horn glowed and cast magic onto the two ponies, “I’m going to enjoy this moment with you. Reagan Grail.”

Prince Clever Clover and Royal Bouquet started to shut their eyes. Emmeranne Grim cast another spell and summoned a box. She placed them in the box with her next spell levitation. She then teleported the two ponies inside the box to the redlight district.

Several unicorns, pegasus, and earth ponies. In a large room spinning on separate poles. Music and the sweat of their bodies. Many audiences threw bits and flowers on the floor. A dark blue pony with a blue mane with red eyes had been dancing on one of the poles in the room. She used her hooves to grip that pole and hung upside down while a Pink pony with a light blue mane and tail walked up to her. She was known to have beautiful light blue eyes.

The pink with blue mane had poked the dark blue pony. While they stopped the pink one whispered into her ear, “The box was sent by our deepest dark green bat pony Emmeranne.”

The dark blue pony stopped what she was doing. She picked up the bits from the floor and flowers placed them in her mouth and walked to the backstage entrance with her sister.

Emmeranne walked back to the room where Reagan was, “Wake up. It’s time to eat.”

Reagan woke up, “What happened? I feel weak.”

“It’s because you had a bit of blood loss.” Emmeranne licked her lips.

They both walked down to the dining table. Reagan heard a chopped sound from the kitchen. Reagan sat down with Emmeranne on her left side.

“You're going to have to eat it. It’s pretty much all we have since well there are no farmer ponies. All they do is either go to sex and ease their pain in life. However, were the opposite betray your kind or hurt any pony race is a side of death.” Emmeranne spoke with a tear in her eyes.

“What you kill ponies?” as she saw another pony entering the room.

“Daybreak did you do well with the stew today?” Emmeranne looked at her.

“Yes, Emmeranne the soup or stew is doing swell. Today's menu is unicorn liver, pegasus thigh, and earth pony heart.”

Reagan's eyes started to blur her heart began to race. Her breath started to go deeper. Reagan’s head started to get dizzy.

Emmeranne had no choice so she used her magic to lift the spoon and place it near Reagan’s mouth.

“Oh trust me you’ll feel better Reagan Grail.”

Chapter 3.1

Emmeranne looked at her, “Reagan please you must take it.” she shouted.

Reagan tasted the nasty sour dry red soup. She felt awful and vomited on her right side. Once then she coughed six times. Her eyes were dripping water that went on the floor.

Daybreak walked back to the kitchen room. She started to head over to the sink and washed the blood on the knife. The room was dark with lights flickering. She looked at the knife and examined it. Daybreak used her left hoove and rubbed the towel on the knife. The knife shone while her eyes glowed in the dark. She placed the knife in the sink two where the dry stuff are. There were some plates and some bones out of the sink on the right. She turned around, used her left hoof, and scrapped the leftovers in the dark plastic bag. Once then she walked out of the kitchen and headed upstairs.

Emmeranne kept giving Reagan the food. She heard the hoove steps that walked upstairs. She turned her head and saw the chef was headed to bed. She sighed and placed thoughts in her head that there could only be one way to feed Reagan. It can only be led to a sweet taste with white cream.

Reagan had been looked at by Emmeranne. Emmeranne has spoken to her, “We should get ready for breakfast but now you should get some rest.”

Emmeranne placed the bowl back on the table along with the item she had. Once then she helped Reagan to upstairs. The floor creaked while they went up. The dark halls are stained with blood. They both turned to their left and headed four doors down the hallway. Pictures and rare expensive vases were down the left hallway. Emmeranne walked to the door and opened it with her magic as it glowed blue.

There was a bit of dust when the door opened. It made the creek sound while it opened three-quarters of the way. Emmeranne helped Reagan to the bed. Reagan started to shut her eyes as Emmeranne tucked her in.

Reagan felt something strange. She sat in a chair and looked at the wall. Once then she turned her head to the left and saw Ursula Blackwood. Ursula turned her head to the right as she looked at Reagan.

”Oh, so it’s you, Reagan. How is Emmeranne holding up?” She slightly tilted her head to the right with her eyes shut. She had that weird smile on her face. Her mouth started to gush out red. She coughed three times.

“I met with Emmeranne but I think I passed out and ended up here. For some reason, however, I just don’t know why the taste was so awful. My heart began to pound at that moment. It was the taste of flesh.” She looked down and spoke, “I tasted a pony flesh.” She then started to cry.

The clock had started to tick tock behind Reagan. She started to notice and looked behind her. However, she never heard that sound until now. The clock started to gush out blood. The cracks in the walls started to pour red liquid onto the ground. She turned her head back to Ursula Blackwood.

“Dear, Reagan if you found Emmeranne Grim it means that you must find her sister.”

Ursula got up as the blood started to fill halfway in the room. She shut her eyes as her body turned to stone. Reagan saw it happen right in front of her. Her heart began to race as the room kept filling up.

Reagan heard a whisper in her left ear, “Come play with me. The unicorn smiled. Reagan saw a weird-looking ghost with blood dripping down from her eyes. So far all she could see was a purple mane that was hitting the light toward her. Some kind of blue fur with that evil laughter.

The room started to shrink and Reagan felt tight among the bars. No breathing room she wiggled and screamed. Her neck was pressed against the wall. Her bones started to crack. Her heart began to pump deep as she held her breath as long as she could.

The ghost whispered in her left ear, “I’ll meet you near the darkroom. I’ll be waiting.” She smiled and laughed.

Chapter 3.2

Seven o’clock in the evening.

Emmeranne heard the whisper in her left ear. “Come out to play, dear sister. I want to play doll house.” Her left ear flickered and she opened her eyes slowly. Her head was filled with joy as she heard the room's screams. The art pony adorned the crimson-red door, and a breeze blew through the tiny breach. There was a lovely smell in the air. The drool on Emmeranne's mouth was ready to clean off a plate of meat.

“I couldn’t stand it any longer. It's impossible to endure the gloom. The food tasted so good but why did it have to be our kind? I tried a new thing just like every parent would say. But at what cost? The liquid goop has a bitter-sweet taste. It was almost as if I tasted cum off of my pussy.”

Emmeranne got out a quill and ink and sat down on her pillow.

“Dear Princess Misty,

It is the year of six hundred seventy-nine. I for one knew something bad may have happened to me. The time that I got bitten by something. It changed me. A force changed at that. It wasn’t my choice to eat ponies. But I can see why they became tasty. I'm attempting to prevent starvation for myself, but I'm not sure if it will be sufficient. Me and this other new pony who may have mentioned the future of what to be known as generation three.”

Yours truly Emmeranne.

One hour ago.

Six o’clock in the evening.

Emmeranne spoke elegantly, “It is time to take you to the other side Reagan Grail. If you can’t eat meat I highly suggest something sweet for you. Pack your things and we'll see my cousin on the other side of the family.”

Reagan Grail tried to finish her plate but turned her head to the left by shutting her eyes.

“I’ll be a moment. Just need to write in my diary.”

One hour and thirty minutes have passed.

A blue unicorn with a purple mane was behind a deep dark wooden counter.

Another pony opened the door with wings as she stretched. “Is this where I meet the Grim family?”

The unicorn looked at the purple pegasus with a pink mane. Her left eye was magnified at the pony cutie mark. It seemed to have a gray star on it with a pink color in the middle of it. She opened her mouth with her teeth together while squinting her eyes.

“Amber Blackwood the list, it is unspeakable that the Grim family is coming.”

“Make sure you are ready for them when they arrive. I want the finest quality milk. Make sure it's from a Royal and do whatever it takes to Sugar Apple.”

Author's Note

The list of characters used so far.

Main Character
Reagan Grail (G3 My OC) Mare

Main Side characters
Art Pony (G3) Mare
Azriel Grim (G1 My OC) Stallion
Emmeranne Grim (G1 My OC) Mare
Coral Grim (G1 My OC) Mare
Pony Project (G3) Stallion
Perfect Comic Con Ninja (G3) Mare
Comic Con Tattoo (G3) Mare
Princess Rarity (G3) Mare
Princess Selena (G4 Princess Luna) Mare
Princess Celestia (G4) Mare
Ursula Blackwood (G1 My OC) Mare
Amber Blackwood (G1 My OC) Mare
Rose Blackwood (G1 My OC) Mare
Lydia Blackwood (G1 My OC) Mare

Side Characters
Surprise (G1) Mare
Pinkie pie the 7th (8) (G3) Mares
Diamond Glow (G2) Mare
Twilight (pegasus) (G1) Mare
Twilight (earth pony) (G1) Mare
Twilight (unicorn) (g1) Mare
Cupcake (G1) Mare
Her Majesty Star (G2) Blue Mare Queen
Prince Clever Clover (G2) Stallion
Royal Bouquet (G3) Mare
Day Break (G3) Mare
Starsong (G3) Mare
Princess Misty (G1) Mare

Other Characters
Buttons (G1) Mare
Hey Cart (G4) Stallion

Chapter 4

Pinkie Pie the seventh; the one who had heart tattoos all over her four hooves. The hearts were white but the hooves were a shaded dark pink. She had two blue balloons heart-shaped and one yellow heart-shaped balloon. The string on it was very curly. She looked to her left with her knife.

Placed thoughts in herself, “I know something isn’t right about the Art Pony. Creation is great but can lead to disaster.” She watched a few sharpen their knives. Once after then a few minutes she used her left hoof and stroked it up and down four times. Her head turned down left squinted her eyes and bit her lip. Her tear left eye began to have a water substance that dripped down her cheek slowly.

She then used her left hoof and wiped it left to right three times. After that, her heart began to race again. She walked out of the room from the south. She turned to the left, walked to the end of the hallway, and headed upstairs. Pinkie Pie walked to the third floor and opened the door. It squeaked and saw the balloon party in the hallway. She stepped forward and passed seven doors on the left and eight doors on the right.

After passing the eighth door, she made a left turn. The room smelled of death as she entered. To the right were the restrooms, and she could see herself in the mirror. That pink look and those cyan eyes. She used her left hoof to unscrew the faucet lever on the left and right sides. It made a resounding cheer in her ears as it whispered. The water gushing into the drain was too much for her to control. Pinkie Pie placed both of her forehooves in the water. The splash of water echoed in her ears as she wiped up and down with her hooves in her face.

Her right ear started to flicker as soon as she inhaled deeply. She placed thoughts in her head. “Oh sister how could it be so? You let one of the dark ponies take you. How could you not sense that? Each of us had our way of pinky sense… One emotional sense, two fear sense, and last but not least the third sense the sense of time. The knowledge of this place thickens the mind of high intelligence the longer you're in here. Death seems to be pursuing us to gain more knowledge than we could ever hope to.”

Pinkie glanced at the mirror to her left. She noticed something strange; a dark creature with a sharp long knife that scraped the ground. It lit up with sparks flying on each side. The peculiar creature with white eyes that glowed swipe with its left hand. The Pink one took out her knife when she bit hard on that scabbard. The two clang together. Pinkie Pie had her eyes wide, ensuring she couldn’t close her eyes. Her thoughts began in her head, “A human… What is a human doing here? I thought they were all disbanded; A human that most ponies feared to be the savior of the Equestria. But this didn’t make sense.”

Pinkie Pie opened her mouth and placed the handle knife with that firm grip on her teeth.

“The only thing that was the difference between Pinkie Pies was their personality.” Azirel Grim opened his eyes.

“It was graceful. So, many screams you can hear. One is said to be easily able to chop off your head if they come across one. However, there was a time when I truly met one. She was so hot. Those eyes of a killer, gazing at me she did. Thick ice shivered through me. I grinned back, but it wasn't good enough to qualify as handsome. I... still, my beautiful sister was furious with me and slapped my face with her left hoof. Until I passed out, I had no idea a mare could slap me. Oh, dear Celestial."

Author's Note

The Pinkie Pies Arc

Well, I knew this day would come eventually. When Hasbro made the toys for Pinkie Pie... there were a lot of pinkie pies...

Like Pinke Pie I, Pinkie Pie II, Pinkie Pie III, and so on up to Pinkie Pie VIII. This is toy lore and a deep sense of what they went through... When a child buys these toys only a few would get noticed. Chapter 4 will be a big mess on the Pinkie Pies that were made during the creation. There was one pony that came close to Pinkie Pie well close... kind of and her name was Wysteria. And Wysteria had one through five. Just like Sunny Daze one through five. However, the thing about Minty was it's the closest of the numeral numbers were Minty one through Minty seven.

Chapter 4.1

The dark time. Pinkie Pie walked out to the hallway. The other Pinkie went to the mirror. She saw someone at the window and then looked to the left painting with blood stains. Pinkie Pie looked back and saw nothing but the moon was shining through the glass. Pinkie walked to the window and opened it. The breeze of fresh air blew in her face.

“I Pinkie Pie one of the seventh models out of eight. It was that time I sensed danger in these halls. But for what purpose did the other Pinkie Pies have the same name but were all different Pinkie Pies? The mirror that can make baby ponies was included. I even saw it happen when it was discovered to my knowledge.”

She shut her eyes and smelled the air.

“It was then I knew I had to find the other pony. They say it was a mare in Blue.”

Pinkie Pie walked back to where all the other Pinkie Pies sharpened their knives.

Pinkie Pie from the far end of the room to the left corner had a mirror. She looked into the mirror and another Pinkie Pie came out of it. She named her Pinkie Pie the Eighth. The mirror disappeared out of thin air.

The Pinkie Pie who looked in the mirror had walked out to the hallway and went downstairs to the basement.

After that, Pinkie Pie pressed the button that activated the switch and the door slid open from the left.

Pinkie Pie walked in and saw a pony on the throne of peppermint candy.

“Princess Peppermint the mirror vanished out of thin air. Tell me where does it respawn next?”

The Princess opened her eyes lifted her head slowly and smiled.

“The red door. It will respawn at the red door. However, that was the vision of Kimono. She told me that the Pinkie Pies were too late and that they may die. If you search for it of course.” She said with a smile on her face. The teeth showed while she drooled in a stain of red that smelled awful.

The room made a scratch sound on a chalkboard. Princess Peppermint twitched on her left eye three times quickly.

Pinkie Pie saw the throne and Princess Peppermint disappeared into the thick fog.

But when Pinkie Pie left the room, she realized it wasn't her origin. She got lost in a maze of madness.

The room cried out and she walked to the left but it was a dead end. The hallway was all messed up in her head. The twisted knob was wrong when she looked back. The candle was lit on the right side of the corner. The spider was weaving its web in the upper left corner. Pinkie Pie walked to the right and saw a door that wasn’t there. It took her to a room full of spicy ponies when she opened it. They were dancing on the poles and the music had a weird tone that she wasn’t used to. The time she saw a door opened. Two ponies were in the room now, a green bat pony with a horn and another earth pony character.

Author's Note

Back in the day, there was a lore from the comics on how ponies were born... and it was a mirror that made only female ponies.... this was in a cannon comic.

Chapter 5

Emmeranne Grim opened the pink door. As they both walked in, they saw a pink pony walking right by them.

“Reagan didn't look at her.” The pink one walked out of the room.

“Emmeranne, who's that?” She said, while she looked at her with a strange feel in her gut.

“That is Pinkie Pie or at least one of them that is. She used some kind of mirror that can make sisters of herself. Some say she’s a clone but, however, they're not. Because they are real.” She said, while she turned her head forward and looked at a pink pony with a blue mane. She had bright blue eyes.

“Emmeranne, is that you?” She said, while she looked at her bat wings, and that green coat with a deep red mane.

“Rose Blackwood. It’s been a while.”

Reagan looked at Emmeranne. “Cousin Rose, I like you to tell her how you drink milk? Ya got it. She can’t handle eating meat, at least a pony. Time for her to test if she is willing to survive here.” Said Emmeranne, with slanted eyes.

“Emmeranne is new to this sort of thing.” Rose said, smiled, and looked at Reagan.

“Yes, I need some of your 10 stars role model. We want Jade Garden. The best porn star. Plus, I know she’ll take good care of her. If she isn’t available, I do recommend Waterfire. I clearly know she knows how to make it feel good. If she isn’t available, then my last recommendation is Northern Lights. I know her from what I had last time. She knows purity of sex.”
Reagan looked at Emmeranne, “Oh dear what have I got into?”

Emmeranne looked at Reagan on the left side, “Look you need to survive whatever means necessary and milk is nutritious.”

Rose Blackwood nodded her head three times.

Rose walked to the door. Reagan looked at the number. Once then Rose opened the door with her left hoof and walked in. Reagan walked in and saw a double bed. A picture frame of the Blackwood family with the Grim family on the back wall. There was a bathroom on the right side in the back corner. Reagan saw a gag, rope, and whip on the left side of the wall. One end table on each side of the bed with a lamp. On the back left corner there was a couch and a dance pole.

“Reagan, have you ever done an enema before?”

Reagan turned her head to the left at Rose and shook her head left to right three times quickly.

Rose smiled, “Come with me to the bathroom.”

Reagan saw a toilet and a shower. However, she saw the floor was made out of tile. There was a drain in the middle of the room.

“Place your front hooves on the sink for me please. This will only take a few minutes.”

Reagan placed her left hooved on the counter of the sink and then her right hooved. “Like this?”

Rose used her left hooved on the handle and pulled out a big needle and placed it on the right side of the sink. She then turned the knob of the sink and placed her right hooved to see if it’s warm. Once it was the right temperature, she then clogged the sink with a stone with her left hooved. She then stopped the water flow a quarter way to the top. She then picked up the needle and shoved it in the sink.

“I hope you're not afraid of needles Reagan.” She then got close up to Reagan’s right ear and whispered, “Don’t worry Reagan I will go gently just for this time.”

Rose squirted her eyes and smiled.

Reagan shut her eyes tight and felt the warm liquid. She couldn’t hold it as it leaked it all out. Rose pulled out the needle as it leaked fast.

“Oh, Reagan, I can feel your heartbeat. I know what you need. Five ponies should make you satisfied.” The liquid went down the drain. “Oh, Reagan one more thing. When you're ready, be at the bed.”

Reagan walked out of the bathroom while Rose cleaned the mess in the bathroom. Once then Reagan jumped on the soft bed.

However, Rose walked out of the bathroom. “Hey Reagan, are you ready? I’ll go and fetch the first pony.” She then walked out of the room and back to the hallway.

Reagan Walked to the bed and used her left hoof, “The bed is pretty hard.” She then laid down on the bed.

Rose walked back to Emmeranne by the desk, “So, what would you like today?”

“Nothing Rose. Just came here to tell you about the shipment of a prince and someone else.”

“Although I have five ponies in mind for her. I know what’s best.”

“You have something in mind?”

Rose smiled, “Yes, there are five ponies available at this time. I think they are done making the stuff. However, the ponies you requested are on vacation. But however, I know these ponies can please her.”

Emmeranne smiled as well, “Well that’s a good thing. She doesn’t like meat or eating a pony so… I hope this is way better. I mean every pony has that sweet tooth.”

Rose laughed, “Why of course. The sweetest ponies of them all. Highly delicate too.”

Emmeranne raised her left eyebrow.

Reagan waited and heard a door open.

“I think this is a room service.” She walked in and slanted both of her eyes. Reagan looked at the white earth pony. The white earth pony licked her top lips. “Today we serve the best shake. It comes with strawberries.”
Once she got to the right side of the bed. She then used her left hoof and opened the tray. Once then she picked her knife on the right side of the tray. Laid the strawberries with her left hoof, chopped the strawberries with the knife. Reagan looked at her left side. The pony then poured some white thick liquid. Reagan saw it poured, and it made a liquid sound. The pony used both of her hooves to top and bottom on the glass. She then shook it a lot. “Here taste this.”

Coral Grim Prologue Arc

The year is now six hundred and sixty-five.

Coral Grim had awoken from her bed. In the window light, she rubbed her left hoof against her eyes. Once she got up from the bed, she turned her body and sat on the edge of the bed from the left side. Coral took a deep breath from her muzzle and let it out, got up, and walked out of the room. Then she strolled to the kitchen while the sun shone through the window.

“I recall the good old days. If I, well, I sought someone to look up life on that day. It was one of my friends from school. I couldn't remember what it was, but my life was to eat some type of candy. It was squishy and lengthy, quite chewable, and somewhat sticky.”

With her left hoof, she grasped the refrigerator near the window. The fur coat was going to floof in the chilly air.

“Sure, it is right on that day. I knew a few folks, and I don't remember those events. The ruse was a family tradition. It was the best period of my life. That damaged my life when I first did it, more like a horror occurrence.”

She closed the fridge. Coral approached the table and sat in a chair.

“For a while, my father kept and adored me. However, my mother kept me secure and made me lovely. I only wanted to hear my sister's voice before she left. Her smile was the cutest thing I'd ever seen. It made me happy, though. I believe it was when the sun was about to rise that day when I was three.”

She closed her eyes and exhaled deeply. I stood up and walked out of her house. The wind blasted over her face from the west. As she walked to school, her mane and tail floated around and around.

“Brother, is it still too late to play?”

With her magic, Coral Swings the plush teddy bear. The Tantabus ghost was behind her, and she cocked her head. The Tantabus was amused while observing her.

Tantabus spoke, “Are you sure you're truly ready for your death?”

“I have no idea what you are talking about.” She turned her head to the left and looked at them.

The Tantabus smiled.

“The game will always reset as always.” She turned her head back, looking at the distance.

Chapter 1.1

“So, you’re telling me she went looking for Surprise?”

Reagan looked down and took a deep breath from her mouth.

“Yes, and it led to a dark path. Do you understand? Nothing matters in the end.”

“So, you’re telling me it’s all over.”

“I’m sorry, Reagan. I have to get you out of here.”

Twilight used her right hoof and reached inside her pouch. She put the mouthpiece in and blew on it. Reagan felt a pinch on her neck and then dropped.

Twilight used her hooves to pick her up and placed them on her back. Royal guards looked at her.

“Nothing to see. Please move on to the next road.”

Twilight walked turned to her left and walked out of the street.

Princess Celestia used her magic to lift the cup near her lips. She took that big sip as it slurped and closed her eyes.

“Oh, Princess Selena. I wonder if your safe.”

Princess Celestia used her left hoove and placed it over her right. She rubbed it up and down three times, looked out the window, and saw the sun setting.

Sounds began to whisper in her ear, “Princess Celestia, I’m coming for you.”

Princess Celestia left ear flickered. She turned her head to the left and stared at the bookcase shelf.

Fire magic came out of the unicorn horn. Twilight ran as fast as she could. No matter the cost, she didn’t have wings or a horn. Another Twilight with the pink horn had cast a light spell.

“I wish, I wish.” With her glaring eyes in that dark glowing with a bit of purple.

The orange Twilight cast a yellow spell from her horn.

The earth pony Twilight opened her eyes wide and then shut them.

Her body fell back along with Reagan Grail. The orange Twilight took the earth pony who snatched Reagan. However, the pink Twilight took Reagan to the library.

Chapter 2.3

Inside the mare restroom came a pony. With its mane and tail both red, the green pony caught sight of itself in the mirror. The wings of this pony looked odd. That had been a grin. But was oozing blood from her mouth. Her red eyes gleamed in the darkness, nevertheless. There was a strange sound as the fog began to rise in the room. Behind her, there was a ticking sound in the toilet.

The blood dripped from the faucet and small critters went in and out of the sinkhole.

“Brother I had the strangest dream.”

Blue Pony opened her eyes. And she got up slightly when she sat near the edge of the bed.

“Sister, was that dream real? Are you there to kill me?”

The strange stallion used its right hoof and took a sip of the grail that had black liquid.

He coughed a few times and then started to cough out black blood that stained his yellow coat.

“Oh, dear sister of mine if you're out there. I wish to tell you that I love you. However, it seems that I may never see you again. Even if it’s the real you.”

A pony with a deep pink mane and tail came in with a butcher knife. Her blue eyes glowed in the dark. And in that dark was with her insanity.

“Death, hahahahahaaa… more death.” Her eye pupils went small and made with a horrifying evil laughter.

Chapter 3.3

A dragon walked downstairs. Smoke came out of his nostrils. He carried a neck strap in his right claw. Once, he walked to the deep depths of the place thirty floors down. He then opened the door, and it squeaked. As the door slowly opened, the green pegasus with a weird square-shift jewel stood up and shut her eyes for a minute.

The dragon placed the neck chain around her neck as they began to walk upstairs for preparations.

“Prickles, who am I serving today?”

Prickles shut his eyes, “Another royal but at the highest tier. A position superior to that of a princess. To us, they seem like an Archduchess.

Her heart started to race. She felt something wrong with her chest, something whispered in her ear that never stopped.

“Kill them. Kill them all. Take this chance for revenge.”

“Do you hear that?” She spoke.

“No, princess; everything has to be in your head.”

Her body started to tremble from her rapid breathing. Her eyes began to blur from the noise in her ears once they reached the summit of the pink door.

Pony Project opened his eyes quickly. He looked at his right hoof for a moment. He turned his head to the right. The window spread a red stain dripping in from the window. He went up and placed both hooves in front of his face. His next action was to step onto the creaking floor. When he heard a scream outside the room, he quickly turned his head to the left.

Walking toward the mirror to the left of the door, he saw him. Bugs went in and out of his eye sockets. Once he opened his mouth his tongue was missing. But he felt it was still there for some odd reason. Nothing made sense to him. He walked to the door and opened it. The door creaked. The thick red stain gushed out of the cracks of the ceiling. The smell was unpleasant.

Comic Con Ninja was at the table. She gave the knife to Comic Con Tattoo. Comic Con Tattoo placed the knife in the lower abdomen of the pink pony. The pink one, however, had a dark pink written Joy on it. There was some weird dark pink design on her front hooves. But she also had a strange pattern in a dark pink color on her back hooves. After Comic Con Ninja looked at the dead pony she noticed with the candlelight source that her eyes were sky blue.

“Sisters I think our links with three of our sisters have gone dead silent.”

All of the five pink ponies with dark pink manes with the same cutie mark of two blue balloons and one yellow. They had agreed that the other three had died. Their pinky sense was far greater than magic.

Chapter 4.2

Blossom walked out in the streets at night. The wind blew in her face as the moon shone upon her. Wysteria came up behind her and kissed Blossom.

Pinkie Pie looked at the room and walked past Emmeranne and Reagan Grail. Emmeranne squinted both of her eyes and took a deep breath.

Pinkie Pie walked to the door in front of her and walked out. She glanced at Wysteria and Blossom, two ponies she saw making out with. She foresaw back to her past about how she was born into the world.

Pinkie Pie saw a lot of Pinkie Pies and came out of the mirror. She looked down a little bit and told them their name.

“Pinkie Pie the Seventh.”

The hearts were purple and pink all over her hooves and the traditional heart-shaped two balloons with a yellow close to them on the right side.

She opened her eyes and tried to walk to the one that told her name.

Pinkie Pie pulled out the knife with her left hoof. Turning her head to the left, she saw Snowdrop Swirl.

The pink one raised her left eyebrow. Snowdrop Swirl smiled and made both of her eyebrows up and down four times quickly.

The pink pony, Pinkie Pie, placed her knife back in her hair, turned to her left, and walked out.

Author's Note

Just to make people remember what characters are used this far.

Main Character

Reagan Grail (G3 My OC) Mare

Main Side characters

Art Pony (G3) Mare
Azriel Grim (G1 My OC) Staillon
Emmeranne Grim (G1 My OC) Mare
Coral Grim (G1 My OC) Mare

Art Pony (G3) Mare
Pony Project (G3) Stallion
Comic Con Ninja (G3) Mare
Comic Con Tattoo (G3) Mare
Princess Rarity (G3) Mare
Princess Selena (G4 Princess Luna) Mare
Princess Celestia (G4) Mare
Ursula Blackwood (G1 My OC) Mare
Amber Blackwood (G1 My OC) Mare
Rose Blackwood (G1 My OC) Mare
Lydia Blackwood (g1 My OC) Mare

Side Characters

Ribbon (G1) Mare
Minty (G1) Mare
Surprise (G1) Mare
Pinkie pie the 7th (8) (G3) Mares
Diamond Glow (G2) Mare
Twilight (pegaus) (G1) Mare
Twilight (earth pony) (G1) Mare
Twilight (unicorn) (g1) Mare
Cupcake (G1) Mare
Her Majesty Star (G2) Blue Mare
Prince Clever Clover (G2)
Royal Bouquet (G3)Mare
Day Break (G3) Mare
Starsong (G3) Mare
Princess Misty (G1) Mare
Wingsong II (G1) Mare
Confetti (G1) Mare
Princess Peppermint (G3) Mare
Pinkie Pie 7th (G3) Mare
Wysteria the 5th (G3) Mare

Other Characters
Buttons (G1) Mare
Hey Cart (G4) Stallion
Snowdrop Swirl (G3)

Chapter 4.3

Pinkie Pie walked south as the wind blew in her mane and tail from the southeast. She then took another step up the stairs and entered into the house. The door opened as she walked inside.

Yesterdaisy opened her eyes and saw a killer right from their bed. Once then she looked at her hooves.

“What the?” The light started to flicker from the lamp beside her on your right. She heard the hooves stepping.

“Pinkie Pie is that you?”

The pony hit her with a bat. “I’m sorry Pinkie Pie but it must be done.”

Pinkie Pie walked in and heard the door shut behind her. She shouted, “Wysteria, come to me; we have unfinished business.” Then she laughed loud so they could hear her.

A blue pony woke up with a pink stream on her blue mane. She then got out of bed, walked over to the door, and opened it up with her left hoove. Once, she yawned and saw two ponies going at each other's throats—a purple pony that she once knew and a Pink pony that she never knew.

She reached out for her friend, and as she saw blood on the ground her friend fell onto the ground and the Pink one left the house as they walked.

“Wysteria,” she shouted. She ran down the stairs and picked her up with both hooves.

“Wysteria my friend.” She cried.

Sixteen years ago

“Marshmallow Coco! Do you think you can give me the greatest coco in the whole wide world?” Wysteria replied, jumping up and down.

“Why, of course. Just try not to get excited this year. I think my talent is fading a bit.” She smiled and shut her eyes.

The sun shone brightly on the Celebration Castle.

“One day, Wysteria, we will be selling chocolate cocoa to Unicornia. Once, after that, some breeze will go to the city of the Breezie Blossom.” Marshmallow shut her eyes and smiled.

“Do you remember those days Wysteria? The day we first met for the very first time? What then?” Marshmallow had wet water that dropped from both of her eye sockets.

She lifted Wysteria on her back and carried her out the door.

Marshmallow Coco walked for hours in the dark place. As she walked to the south she clearly went to the red door.

“I’ll bring you back Wysteria. Whatever it takes. Because you're my friend.”

She then opened the door with her right hoof, shut both of her eyes, and took a deep breath.

Once then she walked in along with Wysteria on her back. Her sweat dripped down on her face. Her hooves and legs were about to give up. The heat coming from the door with a bright light. While she stepped in the back door closed.

“Fix her up. Please, I beg you.”

The one sat on this weird blue texture chair with a brown cowboy hat. Her wings then spread as she looked at Marshmallow Coco with her squinted stare. The wheat in her mouth started to flex. In contrast, Marshmallow Coco saw this weird crest above her in the room. Next, she saw the stars on the right side of the mystery pony who sat in the chair. The chart of the bloodline list was on her right side. The ink on the note on the right side of her was dry and empty while it had a quill in it.