The Rainbow Stallion

The grey stallion closed the door with his magic and approached a bookcase.

"Oh and you two must be hungry! Please, make yourselves at home!" the old stallion was walking around the room, trying to find something. I gently set Octavia on the bed, and made her comfortable. "So what's the story with you two?" he asked, I turned my head to look at him and saw him supporting himself on the bookcase, trying to get a book out. I decided to go with the short story.

"Well, we were on a train, then some thugs came to us, I was roughed up pretty badly as you can see, but Octavia here doesn't have a scratch." the stallion looked, specificlly my eyes.

"Was your eye always like that?" he pointed to my left eye.

"Always like what? It was bleeding earlier." the stallion's horn charged up and in a flash of blinding light there stood a floating mirror in front of me, and my own reflection, which was completely covered in blood, but there was something else. I looked up, and saw my normal magenta eye, I shifted my gaze left, and saw a dark, red circle instead of the normal magenta, black and white eye. I blinked a couple of times, but it was still there.

"N-no, it wasn't always like this." I guess when my father punched me in the face, something happened inside. The mirror in front of me disappeared with a pop, the stallion went over to the cooking spit. I turned around and faced Octavia, I just wanted her to wake up and know that she's alright.

"Hey Jericho?" I asked out, without look behind me, but I heard him trot over.

"Yeah?" he stood beside me and looked at the sleeping mare. "Let me guess, you need me to check her status?" he took the words out of my mouth, I simply nodded and continued staring at the mare. Jericho's horn glowed a dull grey color, so did Octavia's chest. The light ceased, and Jericho sighed. "She'll be fine, your friend will wake up in a few hours, but for now let her rest." I nodded respectfully and left Octavia on the bed.

Me and the old stallion sat around the table on some wooden chairs, he began reading through some kind of spell book, he then closed the book and levitated two wooden bowls and two silver spoons, he poured some soup from the cooking spit and gave me a bowl.

"Here, eat, you need to get your strenght up." I did as I was told, I grabbed the spoon and began to eat slowly.

As I finished, I set down the spoon and thanked Jericho, but he just stared at me, his eyes completely blank of any color. Then my ears picked up a strange sound that seemed to be coming from my own brain.

(The sound)

The shack's colors actually turned darker, and...the walls seemed to be extending, this is impossible! I directed my attention towards the grey stallion, his eyes were still blank, and there was strange, black liquid forming around his mouth and nostrils. I shook my head and squeezed my eyes, when I opened them, the stallion was gone, along with Octavia, but there was something different to the shack, something grim. The wooden walls weren't wooden anymore, they were solid concrete, and there was a long, dark, not illuminated hallway where the entrance was. There was some writing on the wall behind me, it was written in blood, splattered in blood, actual blood, when I began reading it, I heard a sound that made my spine turn into an ice spike. I completely froze up, I couldn't move or think, I was scared for dear life. What the hell just happened?! I think something is coming from the hall, no! I hid under the table, hooves over eyes, I curled up to a ball and thought about something, but my thoughts were interrupted by the same sound, but higher pitched. It was like a wolf or something, but that wasn't a howl, it was more of a...I don't even know what it was! God! I think its approaching me! No! Go away! I don't want to be here! I wanna go home! If it means seeing my dad again I will! I need somepony's help! HELP! NO STAY BACK!

I just knew something was approaching me, because I was hearing the sounds, they were right next to me! Oh god, it's breathing on me! Buck this! Aaaagh!

I zipped off like a bullet towards the dark hallway, I kept running and running away from the monster that was next to me a few seconds ago, I could still hear the ear piercing sounds, they were all around me, I couldn't stop them, now I can hear something buzzing! Aggh! Stop it!

I just kept running and running, I couldn't see anything, but the hallway was straight, thank god, it was pitch black, I couldn't even see my own hooves in front of me. No! The sounds were getting faster and closer, I coudldn't outrun them, I ran with all my strenght, hoping to get away, but it wasn't working, I simply wasn't too fast.

I felt pain, excrosiating pain at my forehead before the sounds stopped completely, it was dead silence, not even any ambience.

(Stop the video)

"Pick? Pick wake up!" I heard some yelling, it seemed like a mare's voice. I wanted to open my eyes, but my lids simply refused to comply. "Pick! Come on! Wake up!" I heard the voice yell again, I tried to open my eyes again, it worked, but they only opened halfway, I saw a grey coat, purple eyes, and tears, then a gasp.

"O...Octy?" I tried, but my voice was crackling and shaky, it sounded like a whisper. I tried to get up, but my body was too exhausted for that.

"Pick, how are you holding up?!" Octy was really worried, I moaned, my head hurt so much, as if an earthquake occured inside. I couldn't keep up much longer, the grim memories of the dark hallway and creepy sounds were still fresh in my mind, my body fell limp and my eyelids closed by themselves as I passed out cold.

This chapter, is short I know, but I have a lot on my hands right now that needs to be dealt with, I promise longer chapters, and the creepy part? Those were just Pick's hauntings, I guess. And I would appriciate if you comment your opinions and views on this, that will definetly give me a boost.