The Equestrian Dead

by RainbowDeadpool

Rating: mature
Tags: Shining Armor, Crossover, Zecora, Alternate Universe, Main 6, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Spike, Trixie
Length: 32718

A cabin in the woods. What could possibly go wrong? Based on Sam Raimi's The Evil Dead 1,2, and 3

*UPDATE: 3/11/13* After much delay, the saga is now complete. Please give me your feedback on the conclusion to this fanfic, of which I worked so long and hard on, delaying and delaying this project. Also, in the unknown future, I WILL released an updated, proofreaded, revised, and extended version of this, but now it's time to move on to other projects. Thank you all for the positive reception. It's very appreciated.

The Mane 6 go to a cabin in the woods for a vacation. While there, Twilight discovers a volume called "The Book of the Dead" and begins reading it out of fascination--which just happens to be Candarian resurrection passages translated from the Necronomicon, which unleashes an evil force from the woods. The ponies start turning into evil deadites, possessed by the devils of Tartarus. One by one, they begin to succumb to the horrors surrounding them...
And once the Evil Dead strike the Mane 6, what comes next?

Inspired by Sam Raimi's The Evil Dead. And just a reminder for fans of Evil Dead, Part IV, despite being titled "Army of Darkness", very loosely follows the plot of the film.

Published 2012-12-12 02:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-11 14:45:53 UTC

Part I: The Cabin

"Come on girls! We're almost there!" called out Twilight to her friends. They were walking through the deep Everfree Forest, on their toes for any sign of danger.

"Oh, of all places to take a holiday, why a crusty old cabin?!" called out Rarity, rubbing her aching hooves.

"A cabin?" asked Applejack, "Ah was born in a cabin! This'll be a piece of pie! Cabins are nice."

Just outside of their view, a long rustle was heard in the bushes.

Fluttershy jumped, "EEE! I... I feel something...dark here girls....".

The darkness watched over them ominously as Rainbow Dash assured Fluttershy, "Oh, feather brain! There's nothing here." she stopped and exclaimed, "COME GET US!! There. It won't bother us anymore."

"Oh, well, if you say so Rainbow..." Fluttershy said unconvinced.

"So, where is this run down mill, Twilight?" asked Rarity.

"Oh, it should be around here somewhere." answered Twilight, "Celestia we needed a break from all of this work, says I'm supposed to 'Lighten up'. Well, the pony that's renting it says it's an old place, little run down, but it's right up in the mountains- totally secluded. Best part is, we get it so cheap!".

"Wait, wait, wait, wait." said Rarity, "You have not even SEEN the place yet?!", she sighed and fainted.

"Well, not exactly..." confessed Twilight, blushing, "It might be really nice, you know? Like Applejack said, it's different. Oh look! We're here girls!"

The cabin was a run down shack, one story high, and a shed in the back. Surrounding it were massive, dark trees.

"The trees come pretty close to the cabin, don't you think?" asked Dash.

"Ahh, don't be like that Dashie! Trees don't bite!" Applejack said and patted Dash on the back.

"Oh my, this place, it's so beautiful!" cried Fluttershy, observing all the trees and wildlife.

Rarity confessed, "Hmm, well, I suppose it isn't TOO bad..."

Twilight opened the door and stepped inside.The interior of the cabin was completely dark. Twilight stood silhouetted in the doorway for a moment, then entered to find the light switch.The illumination revealed floors, walls, and ceilings made of cedar. There were two small bedrooms, a kitchen, and the main room which contains a stone fireplace set into the wall. An old grandfather clock stood silently in one corner, partially hidden in the shadows. A door in the rear of the cabin lead to a small work shed, containing a work bench and an assortment of tools upon the wall, including a chainsaw. Located centrally in the main room was a trap door leading to the cellar. This caught Twilight's attention.

"Check this out girls! This place has a dungeon."

The others came to Twilight and saw the trap door. Twilight unlocked the lock and tried to open it.

"It's nailed shut..." she grumbled.

"W-well..." Fluttershy stammered, "It's probably j-just garbage....".

"Come on Flutters!" said Dash, "You don't lock garbage in a cellar! I bet it's something really awesome! What if....what if there's...dead ponies?".

Fluttershy yelped and Dash began to laugh. She said, "Oh, relax Flutters! You know I'm just teasing!"

Rarity sat alone in the living room. She was drawing sketches of dress ideas. As she worked, the ticking of the clock stopped. Rarity put down her pencil and looked up to the clock. It stood silently in the corner with its hands frozen in position. There was a rustling from the woods. Rarity looked out the window but could see only the trees. Something was moving outside, yet remained hidden within the forest.

A gust of wind filled the room. Rarity glanced down at her horn. It turned a pale white and began to shake and jerk about uncontrollably. She stared on incredulously as her horn, guided by some unseen force picked up the pencil and begins to sketch a figure upon her pad. The wind blew through the open window but died down slowly as her hand completed the drawing.

"Wha...What is this?!"

Rarity began to holler as she failed to maintain control. Whatever was at the edge of the woods has now retreated further into them. Her horn lost the pale cast and was back under her control. Rarity picked up her pad of paper. The likeness of a book with some form of ancient writing on its cover had been sketched. She looked to the woods which were now silent. A snapping of wood was heard from the cellar. Rarity quickly turned to the trap door still nailed shut in the floor. Possibly just a mouse, she imagined, but she fixed her gaze upon it. Another sound, almost like faint breathing came from the cellar. Fluttershy and Applejack walked over to Rarity.

"What happened?"asked Applejack, while Fluttershy noticed her drawing,

"Ooo. Rarity. That looks nice. What is it?"

Rarity looked towards the cellar. "I...don't know..." she said, puzzled.

Pinkie turned her attention to the cellar, wondering why Rarity was so focused on it. She saw it move and let out aloud gasp.

Applejack chuckled and said, "Well, guess you like her drawings 'Shy!" unaware of the sudden movement. "Imma check on dinner!" she said as she trotted towards the kitchen. Rarity and Fluttershy remained, becoming paranoid of the cellar trap door.

The ponies were sitting around the dinner table chattering over Twilight blender, making blood red smoothies. Once finished, Twilight passed them out to each pony.

Dash took a sip, grinned,and leaned over to Fluttershy and Rarity, muttering, "Dead ponies' bodies in the cellar..."

"Oh, please, Dash, won't you stop?" shouted Rarity.

"Hey, come on. Take a joke." Dash said chuckling. Rarity lifted Dash's glass and poured it all over her. Dash smiled, "Oh, I WILL get you back.". Their cheering was cut short as aloud crash was heard in the living room.

"What the hay?" Applejack said as the ponies left to investigate.

The trap door was ripped open, nails torn off. The cellar was wide open. Rarity and Fluttershy began to tremble.

Slowly, Applejack asked, "...What is this?".

Twilight said, "Whatever it was it must be down there still.".

Fluttershy said anxiously, "Oh, let's just close it back up. Maybe it was just an animal...?".

Dash laughed, "Oh, come on! I'm going in to see." and trotted down into the cellar. She disappeared from their views.

Applejack bent down into the cellar, "HEY DASH!" She called, "YA SEE ANYTHING?!"

No response. Applejack called out again. Nothing.

"Is she....kidding...?" asked Fluttershy trembling. Still no sound.

"That's it!" called Applejack as she marched into the cellar.

She went deep inside, the cellar nearly pitch black. Water from leaking pipes above cast a long echo as they dripped. Applejack saw a door, opened slightly. She moved into there and saw a shadow move.

"DASH?!" she called.She broke into a cold sweat and baked away, only to be grasped by hooves.She screamed and turned to see Dash laughing. "What the fuck, Rainbow? Ya had us scared stiff!" scolded Applejack, "Well, did ya at least find sumthin'?".

Dash nodded and headed for a table. On it was a sawn off shotgun, papers and a strange looking book. It appeared to be bounded in an animal hide.

"Let's take it upstairs!" she said excitedly. They came back up to the living room, where Rarity and Fluttershy sighed with relief.

"Twilight!" called out Applejack, "Look at this!" and tossed the book to her.

"Oh my," she said, "This, language, I know it. It dates back to before even Celestia! A dead language spoken by a strange tribe of ponies!" She opened it up and read aloud. "'Naturan Demanto', Book of the Dead. I HAVE heard of this! They say it was sacred to the tribe ponies. Legend says it is bound in flesh and written in blood..."

Fluttershy cried, "B-B-BLOOD?! EEP!".

"Relax Fluttershy..." Twilight cautioned, "It's just an old mare's tale. But wow is this a great replica!". She continued to translate the book, as the other ponies sat mesmerized. Twilight said, "So, This particular volume deals with demons and demon resurrection. These are of the Katardi family, meaning those forces believed to inhabit the jungles and woods of man's domain. The first few pages that I have translated warn that these demons are dangerous, everpresent, and exist primarily through this book. As legend has it, only the sacred high priests of the Ca'n Dar tribe could possess these books, for they alone could properly control the resurrected demons. It is only through the act of reciting the resurrection passage that these demons would be able to posses the living..."

Fluttershy couldn't take anymore. "STOP STOP STOP!" she cried.

Twilight reminded Fluttershy, "Of course this isn't real Fluttershy. If it was, Celestia would have stopped it long ago."

"Yeah!" said Dash, "Come on! It was just getting good!".

As Twilight began to read the chant, all noise faded away and the bright autumn colors faded to a dark grey. She began,"Tantir-ah-mis-trobeen-ha-zar-ta! Tantir-man-ov-mis-hazen-sober!". Suddenly, thunder was heard, as the blue sky was completely overtaken by a dark ferocious storm. Twilight didn't notice. She was too engrossed in her reading. She continued, "Makunda! Estrandara! Mantoaser! Kanda!"

Deep within the woods, the ground began to split apart. Smoke filled the woods. Evil was awakened.

"KANDA!"

The wind raged through the cabin. Fluttershy was crying. Rarity turned to Twilight.

"Stop, Twilight!"

Thunder struck the cabin and caused Fluttershy to lose control of herself. She shook Twilight.

"Twilight! Please s-s-stop!"

Twilight realized and apologized. Suddenly, one of the windows shattered as a tree branch crashed through it. "Remember Fluttershy, this is all make believe. Pure coincidence!Let's go to sleep, and everything will be normal again." reassured Twilight.

"Oh, some rest would be nice..." muttered Fluttershy as everypony went into their rooms. She sighed and looked out of the window. Suddenly, she heard the same noise as from the cellar, a slight breathing. The trees around her died as the wind intensified. Fluttershy looked out of the cabin. She trembled and muttered, "Um, excuse me. I know somepony is here... Please, don't be afraid to come out... Come now. Are you scared? There's nothing to be scared of.". She stepped out of the cabin and heard rustling and a faint moan. The wind began to surround her, almost as if caressing her. She gulped, "Umm, hello?" she called, this time louder. "Don't do this to me, please... I'm scared...".

There was no reply.

Fluttershy got furious and shouted, "That is enough! COME OUT!". She slammed her hoof down on the ground, only to quickly discover a long thorn covered branch began to constrict it. It dug into her skin and pinned her to the ground "Whaa, no, NOOO!". She cried as more branches surrounded her entire body.

They pierced into her like barbed wire, blood pouring from the wounds. They began to whisk her away deep into the Everfree, getting bruised and sliced by the forest floor. She was screaming bloody murder until more branches dug into her throat, slicing her tongue. Eventually, from her tear soaked eyes, she saw that she had stopped in front of a demonic-faced tree. The branches pulled her blood and tear drenched body up in front of it. It sent more branches to pin her down on the ground. Her head and front hooves were low as her pelvis began to rise and the branches pull her legs apart, exposing her privates. Her molesters formed almost a barrier around her, rubbing her body in all sorts of areas.

She let out a muffled shriek, as two prickly branches were shoved straight into her vagina and began swishing and cutting her insides. She lost all power to scream and only cried silently as blood poured out of her molested area. She was writhing, but since the thorns were so deep in her, every movement only led to more pain and blood. The crying stopped soon after, as she began to moan out loud as the vines penetrated deeper and deeper.

Fluttershy suddenly regained her senses and began shaking until the branches snapped off of her. She sprinted back towards the cabin screeching and ripping the thorns off of her, crippled by her terrible rape. The Evil followed her right behind, an unseen demon, beckoning her back. She ran to the cabin door and furiously pounded on it.

"HELP! PLEASE!" she yelled. She turned behind her and felt the Evil creeping onto her. She cried again, "TWILIGHT! RARITY! HELP!". Her poundings on the door brought down the keys hidden on top of the door. Frantically, she tried each key, one by one, the Evil creeping ever more up with each key. She dropped them and pounded on the door just as Twilight opened the door, let her in, and slammed it shut. The ponies all woke and were disgusted at Fluttershy's grostique wounds.

Dash finally spoke, "What...the...Tartaru-"

"THE TREES," Fluttershy yelled, "THE TREES WERE ALIVE. THEY....THEY TRIED TO KILL ME!". She grabbed Rainbow Dash and exclaimed, "THERE IS EVIL HERE! THE WOODS, THE TREES...a-alive...." and fainted.

"This is nonsense..." Twilight reasoned, "Trees cant come to life and do...THIS.". She turned to Applejack, "Applejack, you think you can get Fluttershy out of here? She needs help."

"Why, of course..." said Applejack in disbelief. "Ya don't think...Fluttershy is r-right...? About the woods...?".

"Y-yeah..." Dash chipped in, "YOU were reading that...that... VOODOO MUMBO JUMBO! And Applejack.... If it is true... Don''t you see?! IT WON'T LET US LEAVE! We're trapped..." and began to get hysterical. Applejack patted Dash.

"Calm yerself missey," she said, "We'll be fine!". She pulled Fluttershy onto her back and trotted outside.

Applejack stumbled in the misty woods, balancing the unconscious Fluttershy on her back. Fluttershy slowly came to. She looked around and almost screamed, until she realized she Applejack was taking her away from the cabin. Suddenly, Applejack stopped, staring ahead in disbelief.

"Wh-why'd you stop, Applejack...?" asked Fluttershy.

"No..." Applejack said, "No, this...can't be!".

Fluttershy looked ahead and saw what caught Applejack so off guard. Everything beyond the Everfree Forest vanished. Nothing but black mist bordered the Everfree from an endless dark void. Fluttershy was crying.

"Applejack!" she screamed, "WE CAN'T LEAVE IT!".

"Now, now..." said Applejack unsure, "W-we'll find a way. But we have to go back..."

Fluttershy stopped and said, "A-alright....". They trotted back to the cabin and met up with Twilight and the rest of the ponies.

Fluttershy sat on a stool, staring into the woods. She was drinking tea, her hoof shaking. Rainbow Dash saw her and tried to calm her down.

"It's alright Flutters." Dash said, "We'll find another path or something...". Rainbow got up and entered the kitchen, where the rest of the ponies were.

"This is...impossible..." Twilight said pacing back and forth. "We're....isolated..."

Dash stepped up, "Well, it might seem impossible, but it's happening, and that is what we need to worry about. Let's think real. COULD it be an attack by Discord? Or Trixie's 'new revenge scheme'."

"OR," Rarity intervened, "It's that....vile BOOK! You read from it, Twilight! Don't you understand it?"

"Hm, well, I suppose I can read more, just to see if we can figure all of this out." said Twilight.

She grabbed the monstrous book and opened it. It was then that she noticed someone wrote over the blood letters in it with black ink.

"Wait girls. These notes look like they belong to the original owner. This ought to clear things up.". She began to read them, "March 12th. Suzanne came after me and almost murdered me. My own wife. The mare of my world. At first I thought it was a mental or physical disorder because of what had happened to her eyes, but I was only fooling myself. I knew what it was. Her eyes were clear white, blood flowing from their sockets. She was not my wife, but a product of Tartarus on Earth. Three days have passed since that thing has been down there. I was hoping to weaken it without food or water. Nothing worked. Finally, in desperation I dragged her out to the shed and dismembered her so that whatever it was could not get up again. There is only one way to end the suffering, bodily dismemberment. I should never have read from this book, the Book of the Dead, the Necronomicon. Bounded in pony flesh and scribed in blood. Celestia have mercy on my soul."

"THAT'S IT!" Rarity screamed, "WE'RE DEAD! OH THE HORROR!"

Applejack slapped Rarity.

"Calm down! We don't know, yet..."

Twilight sat petrified, her mind trying to process the circumstances. It suddenly dawned on her.

"Wh-where's...Fluttershy...?"

The rest of the ponies realized and rushed to the living room. Fluttershy was lying on the floor moaning. Surrounding her was a black pussy fluid, flowing from all openings of her body. Her body was pale and her skin was broken. She began grunting, louder and louder. She swiftly stood and turned to the ponies. Sharp jagged teeth were piercing out of her lips. Black blood flowing from her eyes. Her eyes appeared to be rolled back, a foggy white. A hideous voice spoke, a warped demonic voice, not that of Fluttershy's.

"YOU!" it exclaimed pointing at the ponies, "YOU DISTURB OUR ANCIENT SLUMBER?! DIE! DIE! WE WILL ALL DIE! ONE BY ONE, DEAD BY DAWN!" As fast as she stood she now collapsed onto the floor motionless.

They stood silent, petrified.

Finally, Rainbow Dash muttered, "What the fuck is this? Is this..real...?"

Rarity vomited.

Twilight said in a guilt filled voice, "Her eyes... I need to inspect her..."

Twilight knelt down and put her hoof on Fluttershy's forehead. Suddenly, Fluttershy's eyes opened. She grabbed Twilight's hoof and began to savagely tear it apart. Her tendons snapped. Teeth penetrated through her entire hoof. Blood poured out of the open wound as Twilight's shriek's filled the cabin. Applejack charged at Fluttershy, but Fluttershy turned to her and threw her across the room into a bookcase. It toppled and trapped Applejack. Fluttershy flew to her and began to bite the air around her. Twilight stumbled up, rage in her eyes. She grabbed an ax mounted on the wall and limped to Fluttershy.

"THAT. IS. ENOUGH!" she exclaimed and smashed Fluttershy's jaw with the handle. She stumbled and fell into the open cellar. She began to climb up but Twilight slammed the trap door shut, crushing her hoof as Twilight began to hit Fluttershy's protruding hoof with the ax's handle. She let out demented screams and moans as she retracted her hoof, allowing the trap door to close fully and lock.

Later that night, the ponies sat around a fire, thinking, as Fluttershy's evil sobs, laughter, and screams flooded from the cellar.

"There," Twilight said, "There HAS to be some logical reasoning... She said trees attacked her? Maybe this is just VERY bad poison joke...?" and rubbed her wound.

Applejack shrugged and said, "We still got us a few hours before suntime..."

Rarity interrupted, "I CAN'T wait that long! Why does it not make sense to you all! There is EVIL here! THE WORST. POSSIBLE. THING!"

"We have to, Rarity!" Twilight yelled, "And YOUR attitude is NOT helping us out at all! Now, in the morning, we'll find a way out of this chasm or whatever we are trapped in."

Even Pinkie Pie could not bring joy to the somber group, only saying, "Twilight...are you sure about this...?"

Twilight sighed and said, "No."

Fluttershy watched in the cellar, grinning as a dark yellow fluid drooled out of her parting lips. She knew they were next.

The ponies decided to retreat back to their rooms and solve everything in the morning. Rarity and Twilight were in their room getting ready for sleep. Rarity was looking out the window, watching. An unseeable Evil lurked just outside, watching, waiting. Rarity shivered.

"Twilight," she said, "I feel like something awful is surrounding this cabin."

Twilight looked out the window. The force began to rush to her, but she pulled her head back right before it could reach her. She assured Rarity nothing was outside.

"Everything will be okay." she said, "Applejack and I will stay up and watch...Fluttershy."

Twilight went back to the living room with Applejack, as they sat around a fire, hearing nothing but disgusting breathing from the cellar.

Rarity began to dress into her silk pajamas, alone in her room. The Evil was still lurking, and rushed at tremendous speed at the window. It burst through and Rarity finally saw the incomprehensible horror. A scream stifled in her throat, but it was a useless cause.

Twilight stood up in the living room.

"Applejack!" she called, "You heard that too?"

"Eeyup." Applejack agreed nervously.

"Right." said Twilight, "I'll go check on Rarity. Knowing her..." and chuckled nervously.

Rarity's room was dark, and Twilight could not see through the shadows. She limped though it, calling Rarity's name, but only heard an echo. Her window was shattered and a gust blew through the room. Twilight entered the bathroom and saw that the shower curtain was drawn. She stopped, gulped, and slowly pulled back the curtain, relieved there was nothing hiding.

She turned around and was grabbed by a possessed Rarity. She looked like Fluttershy, pale, bleeding,white eyes, and grinning with horrible sharp rotten teeth showing.

"I've got something to show you, sweetie...." her terrible possessed voiced cackled.

She let go of Twilight and began biting her own hoof off. Black pus emerged as she finally ripped it off, and out with a hiss burst a bloody pulsating flesh claw with long curved nails at the end. Twilight stumbled back screaming as Rarity began slicing at her. Twilight ran to the living room, where Applejack stood up and watched in horror, while Fluttershy cheered below and ripped her hooves off, growing long claws as well. Twilight used magic to grab Rarity and fling her into the fireplace. She began screeching as her face and flesh melted in the flames. She pulled herself up and grabbed Twilight. Her face was gone and only bloody scarred tissue remained, her left eyeball hanging out of its socket, blood flowing through it.

In a raspy voice, she said, "You ruined our pretty face! Our skin!". Rarity began to caress Twilight with her claws. "You have pretty skin..." she said, "GIVE IT TO US!". She grabbed Twilight's neck and began to shake her violently. Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash woke up and ran to the living room, but took a step back at this site. Rarity stopped shaking, looked at the ponies and shouted, "YOU'RE NEXT!".

Rarity glared at Twilight. She began to moan and ran her nails on her face.

Twilight gurgled, "Please...don't..." as she began to silently weep.

Rarity screeched like a banshee and threw Twilight on the ground. Dash and Applejack charged at her, but Rarity's magic sent them flying back. She stood on top of Twilight and raised her claws.

She and Fluttershy chanted, "JOIN US! JOIN US!" and brought the claws straight into Twilight's eyeballs. Twilight screamed in agony. Rarity ripped them out and swallowed them whole. "LET'S SEE HOW THE REST OF YOU TASTES, DARLING!" she shouted, "I'M SO GENEROUS, I WILL KEEP YOU ALIVE BY EATING THE LESS VITAL ORGANS!".She forced her claws into Twilight's face and ripped it apart. She licked at the open flesh and she cut her stomach open and sliced the hide away. Twilight couldn't even scream; she was too weak. Rarity ripped her kidneys out and poured the dark fluids all over herself. Her tongue grew long and pointed as she bent down and slurped Twilight's insides while her claws tore Twilight's limbs off. At last, she ripped out Twilight's heart, as it lay in her hand still beating. She chanted a satanic chant as the heart burst into flames and shot blood out from all directions. More blood than can even be found in a pony's body. Rarity was laughing and bent her neck back, snapping it, as she gulped the red fluids down her throat.

It was time for Pinkie Pie to get serious. "NOPONY-DEMON-THINGY MESSES WITH MY FRIENDS!" she exclaimed as she charged to Rarity.. She rode on her like a bronco, using her horn as a handle. Rarity tried to shake her off, but the horn kept her steady. Rarity became enraged and ripped the horn off of her, throwing Pinkie back. She tried to use magic, but failed. Pinkie got up and smirked as she wiped the blood off of her face. "Haha,silly!" she cried out, "You can't use magic without your horn! Here, I'll give it back!". She threw her hoof back, wound up, and threw the horn right at Rarity's head with impossible velocity. It penetrated through her brain and out her head. Rarity levitated as terrible hissing flowed out of her. From the open gap a tidal wave of blood, brain chunks, and pus spewed forth as her body feel limp and lifeless on the floor.

Pinkie Pie stood, breathing heavily, eyeing the mess she made. Applejack and Rainbow Dash stared astonished. Pinkie slurped some blood off of her face.

"MHHHM!"she called out, "This tastes pretty good! A little salty, but a little sweet!" and licked her hooves clean.

Dash shuddered at this behavior, but shrugged after she realized it wasn't an evil devil, it was just Pinkie Pie.

"Pinkie..." Applejack said, "Ya did it...."

"I did?" said Pinkie. She looked at Rarity's rotting corpse. "Oh yeah!" she cheered, "I DID! I DID! I DID!"

She bounced all over the room, but as soon as her hoof touched the floor in front of the trap door, Fluttershy seized it. The chain broke as Fluttershy's upper torso came up and began to drag Pinkie down with her.

"NO! THIS ISN'T FUNNN!" cried Pinkie.

"JOIN US PINKIE!" Fluttershy cried out. She dug her claws into Pinkie's flank. Applejack charged towards Fluttershy and bucked her in the face. Fluttershy toppled down into the cellar again as Dash flew Pinkie back up and Applejack slammed the trap door down, re-adjusting the lock.

"You alright Pinkie?" Applejack said. Pinkie tried to get up, but collapsed.

"Oh, I'm fine Applejack!"Pinkie Pie lied, "Remember, I'm Pinkie Pie!" she said with a fake smile.

"No. You need rest!" stated Dash. She flew Pinkie back to her bed. "Now, you just relax here. Applejack and I will figure things out." she said.

Pinkie agreed and immediately dozed away.

She flew back to Applejack, and they both sit in the living room, thinking.

"Alright," said Rainbow Dash finally, "When we were flying here, I saw an old hiking trail. But, I don't even know if its still in tact anymore."

"Well, only one way to find out..." Applejack said. "Right. Ah'll take care of Pinkie. You follow that trail, and then head back here."

Rainbow Dash prepared to step out of the cabin, which reaked of blood and rotting flesh.

"Look," she turned to Applejack, "If I find a path, I'll come here. If I don't come back in a few hours...well, you just gotta take Pinkie, flank and all,and just book it. Get the Tartarus out of here. I don't even know if its safe out there...". They shook hoofs.

"Dash," Applejack smiled, "Ya take care now. Yer a good mare."

Dash smirked and boasted, "You kidding?I'm the best!"and trotted away into the dark fog.

In the cellar, Fluttershy began to silently laugh.

"What's so fucking funny Fluttershy?!" raged Applejack.

Fluttershy smiled, "Cute. You still call us that... Fluttershy is dead. Her soul locked away in TARTARUS! Hehehehe... Soon, you ALL will die, you will JOIN US! THEN, who will lock YOU up in the cellar?! HehehehAHAHAHAHA!" and raged against the locks of the trap door.

Disgusted, Applejack left to check on Pinkie Pie. She was still asleep in her bed. Applejack quietly lifted the blankets to see Pinkie's wounded flank. He removed the bandages placed on it to see the scarred flank. As she did this, hundreds of black lines began to infect it, circle it, and dart in many directions. Applejack looked at Pinkie, who had been watching her the whole time with bone white giant eyes and an evil grimace on her face. She began to growl at Applejack. Applejack jolted backwards and bolted to the front door. She stepped out, only to realize everything beyond the cabin was pitch black. She felt something wet and warm grab her hooves. She screamed and looked to barely see Rainbow Dash, clinging onto Applejack. She dragged Dash inside and got a better look at her. She was covered in blood. Her wings were ripped off, and the torn areas were already infected. A massive black eye impaired her vision. Many teeth were ripped out, and her jaw was out of place. Bones were dislocated and exposed in her legs. She was literally mutilated and ripped to shreds, but alive, barely. She tried to call Applejack's name, but was too weak. Applejack lied Rainbow onto the sofa, where she sat throbbing from lack of blood,while a possessed Pinkie shuffled to the corner and was twitching and giggling.

"Jack..." she said, "I'm...dying....This is...it. We're all...going to die..."

Applejack said determined, "No, no. Yer gonna be fine. Just you see. Yer a tuff mare!"

Dash cried and with a raspy coughing voice said the cold truth, "It won't...let us leave, 'Jack... Fluttershy...was right. All gonna die...All...of...us..."

"NO! NO! NO! WE AIN''T GONNA DIE!" shouted Applejack as she shook Rainbow violently.

"Don't leave me...Applejack. I don't..want to die..." cried Rainbow Dash.

Fluttershy mocked, "And NOW, NOW YOU HAVE REASON?! OH NO! WE WILL DIE! OH NO! BOO HOO! AHHUAHAHAHAHAH!".

Rainbow looked at Applejack, "There is a way...but the trees...THEY'RE ALIV-AUUUGH!" and she buckled, grabbing her stomach. Blood poured from her nose and ears.

Pinkie started to laugh hysterically. Applejack stomped to her and yelled to shut up. Pinkie continued, and Applejack slapped her, but she continued. Applejack grabbed the shotgun brought up from the cellar and pointed both barrels at Pinkie's head.

"Celestia forgive me..." she said.

The laughing stopped. Pinkie appeared normal.

"Applejack!" she called out, "Please, help me...". She hugged Applejack, "Don't let It take me Applejack! Please!" and began to sob. Applejack began to cry and hugged her back.

Fluttershy's voice came from the cellar once more, except now, it was her soft timid voice, "I'm alright now too, Applejack.".

Applejack sat in front of the trap door. She began to unlock it but stopped. "....Fluttershy...?" she called. She put her ear to the floor to listen for any noise.

Then, Fluttershy's arms burst through the trap door and grabbed Applejack's head. She broke though and backed away from the cellar. She heard laughter behind her, and turned to realize Pinkie was just pretending to not be possessed and was laughing hysterically.

"Ya bastards!" she cried, "Why are ya doing this? Why?!" With newfound courage, she grabbed Pinkie and threw her out of the cabin.

"USELESS!" Pinkie cried out, "YOU WILL DIE!"

Applejack left her in the woods and ran back inside the cabin. Dash was coughing over all of the cackling.

"Applejack..." she begged, "Kill me..."

Applejack shook her head, "Y-Ya know ah can't...do that..."

Dash groaned and said, "It's up to you Applejack. You have to...you have to murder Pinkie. Fluttershy too.For Celestia's sake, don't die...". Applejack cried, "But Rainbow. There WILL be a tomorrow, you, me, and-uh, well, we'll be fine...". She poured some water into Rainbow Dash's mouth, but only saw it flow out. Rainbow Dash was dead.

Applejack heard laughter. She turned around and saw Pinkie crawling up to her. She was holding a rusty dagger and was licking her lips. She lunged at Applejack but Applejack jumped out of the way. Pinkie stood up, began to laugh hysterically, and brought the knife to her own face. She began to savagely slice her cheeks apart from her lips, making an unnaturally long smile. Black blood flowed through the gaping holes. Pinkie, fast as light, cornered Applejack and held the knife in front of her face.

"ISN'T THIS FUN?!" she shouted as she brought the knife into her own mouth, rolled out her stretched pointed tongue, and dug the knife straight down the middle, hissing as gore penetrated through.

Applejack knew the line had finally been crossed. With a rage-fueled yell, she kicked Pinkie in the stomach, crashing her into the wall. Applejack sprinted to the tool shed, where she found the chainsaw that caught her attention when they first arrived. She saw Pinkie running up to her from afar.

Applejack yelled, "YA WANT FUN?! AH'LL GIVE YA FUN!" and turned on the chainsaw with a loud roar.

Pinkie jumped onto Applejack, making her fall on her back, Pinkie on top staring into her eyes. She sliced at Applejack's chest with the knife as Applejack screamed in fury bringing the roaring chainsaw straight into Pinkie's stomach. Blood and gore splattered the entire cabin, as her intestines were liquefied by the sharp blade.

Pinkie laughed as the saw slowly ate away at her. Blood and bits of her intestines flowed onto Applejack's face. Her mouth was open from her rage-induced yells and was left wide open for the gore. Pinkie's laugh slowly began to die and finally, her lifeless body limped over Applejack. Her thrashed, bloody, and scarred face directly on Applejack's. Applejack switched off the chainsaw and groaned in distaste. An evening mist began to surround the cabin, and Applejack dragged Pinkie's body out of the shed to bury it. Fluttershy watched from her prison and pounded on the trapdoor, slowly loosening the bolts. Applejack was so focused on digging she did not hear this or the faint chuckle Pinkie gave off as one of her pale eyes opened.

Applejack pushed Pinkie's body into the ditch and began to bury her. As She finished the final touches, Pinkie's black, bloodied hoof burst out of the grave and grabbed her hoof. She tried to run, but Pinkie's grip was too tight. She used Applejack to pull herself out of her grave and with her claws, dug into Applejack's lower leg. Screaming, she pulled her leg up and kicked it out as hard as she could. Pinkie flew off and Applejack stood over her, senselessly pounding her over and over in the face. Pinkie grabbed Applejack and flung her way back, hitting the ground with tremendous force.

She smiled, black blood oozing from her broken face, and said, "Silly, silly pony. You shouldn't have done that..."

"Pinkie...please..." Applejack begged, backing away, "If yer still there, please don't do this. Yer all I have left..."

Pinkie laughed and lunged towards her. Applejack screamed and lifted the chainsaw up in the air once more. It decapitated Pinkie, her head flying off, but her body falling onto Applejack. A river of filthy blood oozed from the neck stump, and a loud hissing was coming out of it. Disgusted, Applejack limped back to the shed, not looking back. She put the chainsaw down and found a hunting rifle mounted on the wall. She took it and stalked back into the cabin. She entered the cabin and saw the trap door was ripped off, Fluttershy missing.

"Oh, fuck..." Applejack groaned as she followed the blood prints on the floor to find her, gun pointed ahead. The blood stopped at a window. Applejack peered out of it and up popped Fluttershy, laughing in a warped voice, for a brief second as she sprinted towards the entrance. "THE DOOR!" shouted Applejack as she made a run for it. She slammed the door on Fluttershy's claws and hit them with the butt of the rifle. Fluttershy retracted and fled for another entrance. Applejack scurried across the cabin, securing all doors and windows.

She pumped her rifle, preparing for the attack. Everything was silent until the grandfather clock near the fireplace began to tick again, backwards. Applejack was spinning, keeping an eye on all windows as the ticking grew louder and louder.

She shouted, "QUIT TORTURIN' ME AND JUST DO IT!". The ticking stopped, and Applejack sighed in relief. Then, Fluttershy's arms burst through the wall behind her and grabbed her. Applejack shook them off and glared into the holes in the wall. Fluttershy showed her grotesque face and Applejack shot at it. Screaming horribly and clutching her face, Fluttershy jolted away.

Applejack trotted to the dresser where Dash's body was leaning on and dragged it away to cover the holes. Suddenly, Dash stood up, eyes white and bleeding. Applejack turned and gasped. She aimed the gun but Dash threw it away and knocked Applejack aside a nightstand. Desperate, Applejack grabbed the nightstand's lamp and smashed it on Dash's head. The light socket jammed into Dash's eye, sending violent electrodes through her body. Applejack picked up a small table upon which was the Book Of The Dead. Se threw it at Dash. This did not affect her, and she advanced closer. The Book Of The Dead landed near the fireplace and edges of the paper darkened from the heat. Rainbow Dash picked up Applejack and began to throttle her as if she were a rag doll.

The front door began to give under Fluttershy's pounding. Applejack brought her hooves to Dash's eyes. With a crash, Fluttershy broke through the front door and began to push the dresser away. Pages from the Book Of The Dead were smoldering now. Applejack jammed her hooves into Dash's eyes and slipped from her grip. Dash clutched her eye sockets and her back began to smolder. Applejack now saw the book. Its pages burned at the edge. Fluttershy toppled the dresser and entered the room. Her face was torn and bloodied from the gun blast. Applejack rushed to throw the book onto the burning logs, but Fluttershy, catching on fire, gave her a backhand blow across the head, and Applejack was sent sprawling to the floor. She grabbed a fireplace poker with her crushed fingers and turned back to Applejack who was crawling toward the fireplace.

When Applejack almost in reach of the book, Dash, also burning, grabbed her leg and began to pull Applejack backward. Fluttershy approached writing in her melting skin and slammed Applejack across the back with her poker. Applejack screamed. She kept creeping forwards, desperate to end this terrible curse. Dash pulled her back once more as Applejack pushed the book farther ahead into the fire with her hooves. Fluttershy raises the poker for the final blow.

"WE TOLD YOU! DIE! DIE! WE ALL DIE!" she screamed, but Applejack finally pushed the entire Necronomicon into the fire.

The flames turned bright green and Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash froze. Smoke poured from their bodies as demons in the woods began to moan. Fluttershy dropped the poker onto the floor, piercing the ground right next to Applejack's face. Suddenly, the silence stopped. Ear piercing shrieking exerted from Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash. They feel to the floor, twitching. Applejack stood, grasping her back as she watched in horror. Their eyes rolled out of their body and cooked like eggs on the floor. Their skin peeled and their flesh decayed. Faces were caved in and bugs crawled out of their eye sockets. They wound their backs so far they snapped as blood burst in every direction. Blood, blood, an ocean of blood. Applejack fell into the blood and nearly drowned in it. The blood suddenly turned into a disgusting black paste, waste from Tartarus itself. The rotting corpses of the dead horses slowly deteriorated away into the dark blood. The devils in the cabin forcibly retreated out of it shrieking.

Applejack stood up from it. She looked around. The sky was clear and blue. Beautiful Autumn colors surrounded the cabin. Birds were chirping. The grandfather clock began to tick, normally. Applejack looked in wonder. She cried of joy and screamed to the heavens. She was victorious. However, she felt extreme remorse for her fallen friends, knowing their souls had been locked away deep in the fires underneath. She wadded to the front door, opened it, and let the blood flow out. It evaporated the second it touched the sunshine. Slowly, she began to limp out of the cabin. She was in the clearing when she heard a noise. She turned around and shrieked as the Evil came from behind and possessed her.

Part II: Dead By Dawn

Applejack stood up from it. She looked around. The sky was clear and blue. Beautiful Autumn colors surrounded the cabin. Birds were chirping. The grandfather clock began to tick, normally. Applejack looked in wonder. She cried of joy and screamed to the heavens. She was victorious. However, she felt extreme remorse for her fallen friends, knowing their souls had been locked away deep in the fires underneath. She wadded to the front door, opened it, and let the blood flow out. It evaporated the second it touched the sunshine. Slowly, she began to limp out of the cabin. She was in the clearing when she heard a noise. She turned around and shrieked as the Evil came from behind and possessed her.

The Evil force sent her flying through the woods, up, down, and all around. Her body was thrust into a large tree and she fell unconscious into an unevaporated puddle of blood and gore. Suddenly, Applejack lifted her face. Her eyes have gone white. Her skin was now a pale color, her lips, jet black. She was Possessed. A bright edge of morning sunlight moved across her face. She turned her beastly face skyward and hissed at the bright Sun. The sunlight spread all over Applejack, almost like it was spiritually aware. Applejack groaned as the brightness burned at her skin. The white in her eyes swirled back to normal and her skin became an orange hue. She was saved. The devils that had surrounded the cabin were once again pushed into the shadows by the Sun. Weak from this experience, she collapsed back into the blood.

Eventually, Applejack stood again. She jumped out of the bloody mess, fearfully wiping herself. She looked about the woods, fearful and disillusioned.

She realized, "Celestia has had mercy on me! It's gone.....for now. Ah gotta get outta here! Before night comes!"

She ran to the cabin, her only comfort. She made it to the entrance but immediately stepped back. The entrance was a massive pony skull, blood dripping from it. It had living eyes, and they watched Applejack with fear. It slowly opened its mouth, the entrance, in an effort to moan, but faded away.

Applejack shuddered, "Ah must be losin' mah mind...". Her eyes shifted back and forth like a trapped rodent looking for an escape. She saw the dirt path she and her friends walked on and began to run down it.

She was running and with joy saw the exit from the terrible woods. She sprinted towards it, but smacked into an invisible wall. She refused to accept it and pounded on it, desperate to escape. Her salvation was just out of her reach. Her knees buckled and she began to cry. She stopped though as she realized the Sun immediately was setting. Lower than ever. It turned blood red and disappeared from view. Applejack was shaking her head in disillusionment, no way the Sun set that fast. Then, she heard her worst nightmare. The Evil, concentrated into one massive force, rushed to her. She turned, saw it, started to panic. She turned and ran for her life to the cabin.

As she was running from it, rotting evil trees were sprouting out of the ground, in an effort to stop her. She ran into one of them and lay on the floor, head buzzing. The Evil seized her right hoof and started to pull her into it's force.

Applejack yelled, "OH NO YA WON'T!!" and had a tug of war with it.

She won and ran away from the Evil, now close to her hooves, just out of its reach. She finally made it to the cabin. Applejack was on the porch when she realized she was running in place, the cabin slowly moving from her.

"N-NO!" she cried and ran faster, outrunning the force pulling her back.

She slammed the front door shut and ran through the cabin. The Evil burst through the door and into the cabin. Applejack was frantically running in the cabin, slamming every door shut and throwing furniture behind her in a futile effort to slow the Evil down. She led it on a wild goose chase through the cabin, eventually making it back to the main room. She hid inside the fireplace, which still smelled of Rarity as the Evil arrived in the room. It searched for Applejack but could not find her.It pulled back out of the cabin and into the woods. Applejack rolled out of the fireplace, her blood torn face now mixed with ash. Lots and lots of ash. She sighed with relief and began to once again barricade all doors and windows, preparing for another attack.

"Oh no. This is terrible! Where could they be?!" said Mayor Mare.

She, Zecora, Iron Will, and Ms. Cheerlie were a sort of rag-tag search party looking for the Mane 6, who mysteriously disappeared 2 nights prior.

"To where they have been, Spike mentioned a cabin." said Zecora.

"Then WHAT are we WAITING FOR?!" shouted Iron Will, "It's like I say, IF YOU CAN'T WAIT, APPROPRIATE!"

Cheerlie nervously giggled, "Iron Will, are you sure you should be with us? I mean, it could be dangerous...?"

"HA-HA! THAT is WHY I am here! WHEN IT'S TIME TO CORRECT! IT'S TIME TO PROTECT!"

"Well, okay then!" Mayor said cheerfully, "Do you know where this cabin is Zecora?"

"From that clue, I fear I do. We must beware, for great evil is there. Long ago, longer now it seems, a book only existing in dark dreams. From it the couple read, to become one with the Evil Dead..."

"No offense Zecora, but your dark fantasy stories aren't really helping us..." Cheerlie said worried, "L-let's just go to this cabin and see if they're there..."

Applejack sat in a rocking chair, a hunting rifle thrust around, looking for any sign of evil. She heard a noise coming from the back bedroom of the cabin, harp like music. She jolted out of the chair and stalked down the hallway, gun pointed ahead. It grew louder and louder the closer she got. She found the source, an old piano, playing itself. It grew so loud Applejack fell to the floor, clutching her ears. The windows in the cabin shattered and a thick fog flowed through. She ran to the main room and stared out of a window. She saw Pinkie's grave, and it began to cave in as Pinkie's headless body sprung out. Applejack stared in bewilderment and horror as the rotting corpse began to dance to the piano. It started like a waltz until the piano's tune became more primal beat. Her dance became erotic, sharp pelvic thrusts and gyrating hip motions. Pinkie's head flew up to her body and reattached itself. She began to spin, but her head stayed fixed staring at Ash. With a sensual twirl and leap, she disappeared into the fog.

Applejack was watching the outside for Pinkie. She leaned out of the window and was grabbed by her decomposing claws.

"DANCE WITH ME!!" she cried out right before her head fell off.

Applejack closed her eyes and screamed.

She opened them and found she was still sitting in the rocking chair. She sat horrified and looked around the room. The windows were all barricaded still.

Applejack sighed, "Just a crappy drea-" until Pinkie's head fell onto her.

"HELLO APPLEJACK!" it cried, "LET'S PARTY!!" and a 4 foot long black tongue came out of her.

It whipped at Applejack like a serpent. It went into her mouth and Applejack stood gasping for air and forced the tongue out.

From below, Pinkie giggled, "WHERE'S THE FUN?!" she cried and jumped onto Applejack's right hoof, biting her disgusting sharp teeth deep into it.

Applejack stumbled around the room, screaming and trying frantically to take Pinkie's jaws out of her hoof. She slammed it on the ground, onto the walls, kicked it, and pulled on it. Nothing. She stumbled out of the cabin, heading for the tool shed. She burst in to find the hanging on the tool shed's roof were various bloody pony body parts, already decomposing. Applejack headed to a vice and put Pinkie's head onto it. She tightened it around her, popping her eyes out of her head and her teeth off of Applejack's hoof.

Pinkie screamed in an evil warped voice, "EVEN NOW WE HAVE YOUR FRIENDS' SOULS! THEY SCREAM IN AGONY, ROTTING IN TARTARUS!"

"You shut the fuck up..." scolded Applejack. She head to where the chainsaw was placed prior, but was shocked to see it not there. Just then, Pinkie's body ran in, flailing the chainsaw around. Applejack screamed and grabbed a crowbar on the floor. She smacked the chainsaw blade and it thrust the chainsaw deep into Pinkie's neck stump, pussy blood splurting out of it. She went nuts as she spun around the shed, knocking shelves full of knives and other tools that fell and dug into her flailing body. She spun around and collapsed onto the floor limp and lifeless, chainsaw still buzzing and cutting.

Applejack wiped the black bile off of her face and pulled the chainsaw out. She turned to finally kill Pinkie's head, but saw it was not possessed anymore.

"Applejack..." she begged, "Please help me! Without a body, what can I do...?"

Applejack spat on her face, "Shut up."

Pinkie stopped the act and screeched, "YOU BETRAY YOUR FRIEND! SHE ROTS WITH THE DEVILS THEMSELVES!"

She opened her mouth and puked revolting aged blood all over Applejack and let out a high pitched squeal. To Applejack, this was the last straw.

She lifted the chainsaw up, "EAT SHIT 'ND DIE!" and thrust the chainsaw into the middle of Pinkie's head. Chunks of skull and brain flew all over her as she did this. Pinkie's head was on the floor sliced in half, lifeless and bleeding.

Discombobulated, Applejack re-entered the cabin's main room, dragging the chainsaw. Once she arrived, she felt an Evil presence was already in the cabin. She pointed the chainsaw around the room, expecting the Evil to come. She heard a creaking noise, coming from the rocking chair. It rocked by itself with an intense speed. She slowly approached, scared shitless. She extended her hoof to touch it, but it stopped right before making contact and froze in place. In a confused state, she backed away from the chair and into the wall. She turned and came face to face with herself in a hanging framed mirror. She clutched her face, trying to reassure her sanity.

"Ah'm...fine...Fine..." she muttered. Suddenly, Applejack's reflection came out of the mirror and grabbed Applejack, shaking and choking her. This entity was sweaty and nasty looking.

It cried to her, "Ah don't THINK we're "fine". We're losing it... starting to slip. We just cut up our bestest friend with A CHAINSAW! Does that SOUND FINE?!"

Applejack closed her eyes and gagged. She opened the up and saw she was strangling herself, her reflection just a reflection, just a bloody, scared, scarred, shitless, paranoid pony with a busted front right hoof. She stared at this hoof. The bite marks that Pinkie's teeth had left in the hoof stood out sharply. The wound suddenly blackened and spiderwebbed it's infection across the entire surface of the hoof. The hoof quivered and shook, now out of Applejack's control. The hoof had taken a whitish cast. It's veins throbbed and pulsated. It was possessed by the evil force. Out of the hoof burst long claws, twitching and writhing in Applejack's skin. Applejack was repulsed.

The claw lunged at Applejack's face, countered by her other hoof. She fell to the floor, unbalanced. Over and over she slammed her rotting hoof onto the ground, which now began to hiss.

She exclaimed to the sky "YA BASTARDS! GIVE ME MAH HOOF BACK!!!". She ran to the kitchen and tried to clean her hoof.

It only twitched and writhed under the towel. "Can't..be happening..."she tried to reassure herself.

The hoof reached for nearby plates and slammed one onto Applejack's head. Dazed, she stumbled around the kitchen. It reached for every available plate and slammed each one onto her head. Finally, it grabbed a bottle and smashed it on her face. Bloodied from the constant glass blows, she fell to the floor bleeding out of her nose.

The hoof eyed the floor, looking for something. It screeched in joy when it found a cleaver, just out of reach. It dragged Applejack's body across the floor over to it, digging its claws into the floor. It clutched the cleaver when Applejack stopped pretending and punched the claw. She grabbed the cleaver with her mouth and sliced it into her hoof. She used her other hoof to dig it into the vile claw, slicing its insides. Applejack was laughing and cringing. With the cleaver still in her hoof, she stumbled to the chainsaw still on the floor in the main room. She fell on the floor and grabbed the chainsaw.

Resuming to dig into her hoof, Applejack cried, "WHO'S LAUGHIN' NOW?! HUH?!" as she started the chainsaw with her mouth and dropped it onto her leg. "WHO'S LAUGHIN'?!" she exclaimed and screamed in wrath and agony as blood splattered over her face while her leg was slowly being amputated. The amputated evil hoof screamed while Applejack laughed manically. Finally, it stopped. Applejack remained on the floor, too weak to move from blood loss.

"What were they doing up in that cabin?" asked Cheerlie, "It's awfully unsafe..."

The search party were still trekking to the cabin in search of the Mane 6. They made it to a clearing, but bumped into an invisible wall.

"Something is amiss. What is this?" said Zecora, poking the wall with her hoof.

"Relax, my little ponies!" Iron Will Boasted. He charged horns first at the wall and accomplished nothing but a massive bruise. "Zecora, you know these woods, don't you know another path?"

"This cabin, a dark tale you know. To come to it, I don't know. And yes, I know a path. It leads to evil and pure wrath. In these woods, they can't hear a "Neigh!" but I will show you, anyway."

She led them down an alternate path, one that took them all around the outside of the cabin area. Mayor and Cheerlie rolled their eyes at Zecora, while Iron Will silently was biting his nails.

While the hoof was amputated, it remained alive. Applejack trapped it in a waste basket and put a large book on top of it to keep it in place, the book's title: A Farewell To Arms. She limped to the fireplace, heated the poker, gritted her teeth, and thrust the burning metal on her stump to cauterize the wound. Red steam hissed out of it as Applejack screamed. She ran to the kitchen and cooled the smoldering leg in water. She grabbed some duct tape off of the counter and wrapped it around her stump, making a somewhat bandage. She heard a "CLANG!" and turned to see the waste basket was tipped, the hoof gone.

She saw it scamper across the floor to a mouse hole in the wall. Applejack grabbed her rifle, balancing it on her stump for she was right-hooved. She fired but missed the hoof. It was now inside the wall and Applejack fired, "BAM!" again and missed. The hoof poked out of the hole and danced, taunting Applejack. As it did, it landed in a mouse trap, hurting it. It screamed furiously and shook the trap off violently.

Applejack threw her head back, "HA!". The hoof looked at her and, in fury, flipped her off with its middle claw. She pointed the gun at it but it went back into the wall. "BAM!" "BAM!" no hits, only holes in the wall. The hoof poked out of the newest one and laughed. Applejack fired, finally shooting it.

All was silent as Applejack wondered if she killed the demonic claw. A slight tinkle of blood came out of the hole. She cheered but stopped and stared at the hole perplexedly. The blood flowed faster and faster, more and more blood seeped out of the hole. Horrified, Applejack stepped back but was overcame by a massive geyser of blood and gore. It flew her back into the back wall as she tried to stand up against the gushing hose of blood. It came out of all the holes now, crushing Applejack in sheer force. The blood changed in color to a black fluid, then yellow, then turquoise. Applejack looked down at her stump as it too burst blood. She flew around the room, hitting the walls and being pushed by the current of blood. The blood, as fast as it appeared, sucked back into the walls. Applejack sat on the floor shivering and dripping in blood.

She rebandaged her stump and backed slowly into the rocking chair, her face in pure bewilderment. She sat down but it broke upon contact and she hit the ground. She heard a low sound. She looked up at a mounted deer head as it swiftly turned to her and began laughing a hideous cackle. She got up and stood in the middle of the room, terrified. The desk lamp began to laugh and shake in sync as well.

"AHH-HA-HA! AH-HAHAAA-HAHAH!!"

She turned to a bookcase, where all 12 books were flapping open and closed laughing. Everything was laughing, even the doors, floors, and walls. Convinced she was insane, Applejack suddenly grinned and burst up laughing louder than the others. They were having the times of their lives. Applejack laughed harder and harder. She danced along with the flapping trap door and pranced around the room, laughing and clutching her sides. Her laughing slowly turned into agonizing screaming as she couldn't resist the madness. She heard a knock on the door and flinched. Everything was normal except a banging on the door. Screaming, she pulled her gun up and shot at the door. Outside, she heard Cheerlie shriek.

Applejack's expression quickly turned to joy. Ponies came to save her! She ran up to the door and swung it open, meeting Iron Will's fist. She staggered onto the floor, her amputated hoof not helping. Zecora, Iron Will, Cheerlie, and the Mayor ran into the cabin, and all they saw was Applejack covered in blood, stains of gore all over the cabin interior, a rifle, and a bloody chainsaw. Cheerlie, clutching her bullet-grazed side, screamed. Mayor nearly fainted. Iron Will stood petrified.

"YOU MANIAC!" he cried, "YOU GONE AND KILLED THEM!"

Applejack rose and slowly backed away, "Now now. It ain't what it looks like!"

Iron Will tackled her and pounded on her face, beating her senseless.

Mayor Mare ran to Applejack's semi-conscious body and shook her, begging, "Please tell me this isn't right! WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

Applejack groaned as Iron Will lifted her and headed to the trap door. "When death has been made, it's time to BARRICADE!" he cried as he threw Applejack into the cellar, chaining the trap door shut.

She tumbled down the stairs, hitting the cellar floor hard. "Wait..." she mumbled, "Ah made...a mistake..."

"Fucking right you did!" shouted Iron Will. "I hope you ROT down there!"

Cheerlie cried, rubbing her torn skin.

"N-no..." Applejack silently cried as she stumbled in the dark cellar.

Up above, she heard the frantic voices of the search party. She heard Cheerlie talking about her wound, Zecora about the cabin, and some inaudible chatter about Applejack. She strode through the damp cellar. She found the table where she and Dash found the Necronomicon back what seemed like ages ago. She noticed something on the floor next to it. Pages of the Evil book were torn out. She brought them up on the table and turned on the old lantern still there. They had ancient writings on them and notes scribbled by the original owner.

The notes said the pages were a chant that would seal the Evil and also described the final minutes of his life, trapped in the cellar as his possessed wife slowly made her way into it. The notes suddenly stopped. Reading this, only one thought came to Applejack.

"...Zecora..."

Surly she would know how to read the pages. And the look of doubt on her face, she knew Applejack was telling the truth. Applejack limped up the stairs and peered out of the trap door. To her luck, Zecora was standing in front of it, arguing with Iron Will of an Evil presence in the cabin.

She grabbed the notes waiting for the perfect opportunity to sneak the notes to Zecora. Applejack sighed with relief. At least she had help now. Then, she smelt rotting corpses. She turned to the direction the smell came from. It was a closet. She opened it and two pony carcasses fell out. A stallion ripped open and empty and a mare, horribly deformed and scarred, a long jagged snout with long fangs, beady eyes, and sharp claws. She turned away and gagged. As she did, the mare suddenly had life forced back into her. She grabbed Applejack and thrust her around the cellar, spitting locust and worms at her. The notes flew out of Applejack's reach, scattering on the floor.

Outside of the cellar, the ponies stared at the trap door.

"Something's down there..." Mayor Mare said, "With her...". "No..." Cheerlie muttered, "Can't be...".

Applejack broke from the mare's grip and pounded on the trap door, shouting, "LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!"

The mare let out a horrid laugh and climbed to Applejack.

"It's a trick! I know it!" said Iron Will.

"Can't you hear the shout! For her sake, let her out!" cried Zecora. She jumped to the cellar door and unlocked it.

Applejack reached for the exit but was dragged to the bottom of the cellar by the devil.

"Come to me!" she cried, "I AM HENRIETTA! FREER OF THE EVIL DEAD!" She extended her rotted and worm infested arms towards Applejack and grabbed her. She howled and moaned as she shook her around. She threw her into the closet and shouted, "WE SHALL SPEND ETERNITY TOGETHER! JOIN US! WE WILL TAKE YOU ALL! BUT FIRST I WILL SWALLOW YOUR SOUL!"

With a sharp recoil, then spring, Henrietta made a lunge at Applejack. Her face contorting, her teeth lengthening, her mouth opening impossibly wide as though she were going to swallow his head. She shook free and ran screaming up the stairs. Henrietta grabbed her hind legs and pulled her back into the darkness.

Zecora extended her arms out to Applejack. Applejack tried to reach, but her stump was too short. She turned and bucked Henrietta's deformed head, loosening her grip, and crawled out of the cellar, Zecora slamming it shut.

Henrietta's head poked out of the cellar door, snapping at the ponies' legs. Applejack trotted to the trap door and stomped on it, snapping her neck and crushing her skull. Her eyeball flew out of her mouth and lodged into Cheerlie mouth, choking her. Iron Will, terrified, kicked Henrietta's head, sending her tumbling down the cellar stairs. Applejack could finally now lock the cellar as Henrietta's warped screams and raves emerged from the dark cellar. Unable to breathe, Cheerlie fell to the floor. Everyone stood petrified except Applejack, hardened from her last encounter with the devils. Outside, the Evil came rushing back into the cabin area, hiding from within the woods.

Applejack explained, "It's the dark. Evil is in them woods. It killed mah friends, and possessed them..."

Mayor vomited all over the floor.

Zecora nodded, convinced her feelings were in fact true.

"WE HAVE TO GET OUTTA HERE!" shouted Mayor.

"NO!" shouted Applejack, "Nopony leaves this cabin! Not 'till day."

They froze in their tracks as they heard a gentle voice which sung a melancholy tune. Zecora turned her head to the sound, which came from Henrietta , her head just in the space between the floorboards and the trap door. She was no longer possessed. She was a frail, old, gentle mare.She is singing a gentle song to everypony.

"Let me out, sweeties," she said, "It's so cold and dark in here. Unlock these chains. Quickly."

Applejack approached her and nailed her in the face, "Ah ain't falling for that shit again..." she glared.

Cheerlie stood up sharply. Her eyes bone white, her skin, the pale color of the dead. Her mouth was grown over large. Her lips were black. She was possessed. She began to shriek and the ponies backed into a corner screaming. Cheerlie levitated in the air, swirling on a fixed axis. She writhed and let out a demonic moan. Applejack sprinted to her rifle, knocked on the floor by Iron Will. She grabbed it and waited for an attack.

Cheerlie shook violently as the moan turned into a banshee's wailing lament. She turned sharply towards the group, as several different devil voices began to shriek.

"We are the things that were! And shall be again! HA HA HA HA HA! Spirits of the book! We want what is yours! LIFE!" her head began to twist, "DEAD BY DAWN! DEAD BY DAWN!"

Henrietta sticked her gnarled head from the cellar, "DEAD BY DAWN! DEAD BY DAWN!". Cheerlie grabbed Mayor and began to stretch her jaw, preparing to eat her face off. Henrietta demanded, "NEVER MIND HER! FREE ME!"

Cheerlie turned to the trap door and lunged to it. Applejack and Zecora stood shocked. Applejack suddenly turned and ran off into the kitchen. Zecora stared in disbelief, believing Applejack ran away out of fear. Cheerlie nearly made it to the trap door until Iron Will charged head first into her. Cheerlie grabbed Iron Will's horns with her claws and spun her head 180 degrees to stare him down.

"WE SEE YOU!" she shouted and thrust Iron Will into the air. He smashed through the wooden ceiling and fell down on the ground.

As Cheerlie began to unlock the trap door, Applejack ran back in the room, clutching a roaring chainsaw. Screaming, she charged towards Cheerlie. She slammed the blade straight into Cheerlie's chest from behind as she slowly moved the bile up, slicing her in half. Green and red bile and gore spewed all over the group and the cabin as she did this. Cheerlie's remains slumped onto the floor, her organs and intestines shriveling. Her remains of a head snapped at Applejack's hooves and Applejack brought the blade down onto it, splattering brain everywhere. Cheerlie was finally dead. Iron Will, Mayor, and Zecora were in shock from this.

"No, no..." Zecora muttered.

It was now the heart of night. Fog encased the cabin like a barrier. Iron Will pulled out a can of air freshener and sprayed about the room, saying, "Bad smell makes you sway? Clean it with a spray!" He held his nose, disgusted by the smell of rotting flesh.

Applejack tossed a bloodied sheet, containing the remains of Cheerlie, to the floor. It landed with a sickening thud. Wiping her face with a rag, Applejack moved off in disgust. From below, Henrietta watched, anticipating. She growled and gnawed off her clawed hood, allowing it to slip out of the trap door and hide. Henrietta's rotted hoof pulled the bundle of body parts silently down into the cellar and quietly closed the trap.

"Can't take this....Can't take this..." Mayor moaned.

Iron Will looked out the window. "Huh...?" he asked, "The cabin...it's been...isolated. We can't leave...".

"We are doomed. Here is our tomb!" Zecora foretold.

The wind outside suddenly died. The ponies cocked their heads to this new silence. Applejack looked around, she knew this couldn't be good.

"BANG! BANG!"

Loud pounding came out of the walls.

"WHAT THE TARTARUS?!" cried Iron Will.

"BANG! BANG!"

The noises grew closer and louder.

"Somthin'.....trying ta come into our world..." muttered Applejack. They all clutched each other as the noises appeared all over the cabin. The poundings awkwardly stopped. The group stopped clutching. They heard noises in the middle bedroom.

"It's...in there..." Mayor said.

"Alright." said Applejack, "We'll all go see..." Applejack grabbed her rifle and the group creept to the bedroom.

The room was deserted and silent. The bewildered ponies looked around, searching. An eerie whistling wind was heard. It had an other worldly sound, very far off. Frightened, they waited for something to appear. The whistling grew louder. It was followed by the angry sound of something moving violently about the room. The mirror shattered. Then, "WOOOOSH!". The group was knocked over by a gust of wind. A face came out of the wall, screaming. It was the face of a weary stallion, a life like spirit made of swirling smoke and mist. Awestruck, the group watched.

He moaned, "I am the owner of this cabin...There is a dark spirit here that wants to destroy you. Your salvation lies in the pages from the Book of the Dead. Down in the cellar with what was my wife. Recite the passages. Dispel the evil. SAVE MY SOUUUUL...And yourssss..." and vanished in another "WOOOSH!"

"Ah HAD those pages!" Applejack swore, "They must've been taken from me by that...thing...".

"Well, we better get them then!" shouted Iron Will.

"Iron Will..." Mayor said confused, "Why are you grasping my hoof so tight...?"

Iron Will, confused, showed his hands, "I ain't touching your hoof..."

"Then who...?" Mayor raised her hoof up to see Applejack's evil clawed hoof grasping her. Mayor went nuts, screaming and flailing about trying to throw the hoof. She ran out of the room screaming, "THAT'S IT! WE'RE DEAD!"

Applejack ran to her, tackling her. She slammed her hoof and stump onto the claw, prying it off. It released its grip and latched onto Mayor's face. She screamed and swatted at it as claws dug into her skin. Applejack smacked the claw off with the butt of the Rifle. It lay on the floor writhing. She trotted to the fireplace, grabbed a smoldering coal, and placed it onto the claw. It squealed as it died in a pile of black pus.

"There's no hope..." Mayor cried. She finally snapped and panicked, "FOR CELESTIA'S SAKE! I'm only an ELECTED OFFICIAL! I have no real power!"

"Free yourself from that frown, You need just to calm down.." Zecora coaxed.

"No, no, NO!" Mayor refused, "YOU KNOW what all of this is! Oh, I should have listened... And now we're all DAMED TO TARTARUS! Well, THAT'S IT! I'M FLEEING TO PONYVILLE!" and bucked out of the door. She ran into the barrier of fog and vanished. Iron Will reached for her.

"NO!". Applejack restrained Iron Will, "Don't chase after her...She's as good as dead now."

Iron Will sighed, "I..I failed to protect the head of Ponyville... She's right. We're all going to pay for our mistakes..."

He shook his head and punched Applejack, taking her rifle. He pointed it at her and shouted, "I AM RUNNING THIS SHOW NOW!"

Applejack walked back to Zecora, not wanting trouble.

"WE are GOING TO FIND THE MAYOR! And THEN, we get the fuck outta this Tartarus-hole!"

"Well," compromised Applejack, "If ya want to go off and die, go ahead...But we ain't coming. Yer gonna kill us all! With those pages, we can-"

"THOSE PAGES DON'T MEAN SHIT!" Iron Will cried out, "Besides, now you ain't got no, choice.". He cocked the rifle,"MOVE YOU BITCHES!". They all walked out of the cabin and into the fog.

The trail stopped, and Applejack said, "NOW where do ya want us ta go?!"

Iron Will turned to the dark woods and motioned the gun there. Applejack glared at Iron Will as she and Zecora grudgingly trotted onwards. The Evil force was rushing to them from afar.

"Yer gonna get us killed..." muttered Applejack.

Iron Will slapped Applejack, "Shut the FUCK UP! We ARE finding the Mayor. I ain't gonna be a failure!". He walked to Applejack's body on the floor and kicked her in the stomach over and over. "HOW DO YOU LIKE THIS?!" he cried. Unknown to him, the Evil was approaching, faster and faster. He shot his leg out to Applejack as her clawed left hoof seized it. She twisted her neck to Iron Will and growled. "NO!" he cried, "THOSE EYES!". Applejack was reclaimed by the Evil. She twisted his leg and rose up, howling to the moon.

She lifted Iron Will and thrust him into a tree, destroying it with sheer force. Zecora ran away, back to the cabin. She looked out of the open doorway. No sign of Iron Will or Applejack. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Applejack emerge out of the darkness. She was grunting and hunchbacked, drooling from her mouth.

She raised her claw towards Zecora and shouted in the low garbled voice ,of a demon, "JOIN US!!"

She charged to Zecora, but Zecora slammed the door shut just in time. Sweat poured from Zecora's anxious face as she picked up a fire ax next to the fireplace and backed away. She trotted down the long dark hallway of the cabin, watching, waiting. Out of a window, she saw Applejack walk past outside, grunting and twitching, swatting at the air. Zecora stood terrified, and turned to the door at the end of the hallway. The knob began to turn.

Zecora hid right next to the door, crying as she lifted the ax up. The knob rattled violently. The door swung open and a figure walked in. Zecora screamed and lunged forward, shoving the dagger into Iron Will's chest. She opened her eyes and dropped her jaw. Iron Will fell to the ground, bleeding out from his chest.

"WHAT WRONG HAVE I MADE?! AN INNOCENT IS NOW SLAYED!" cried Zecora. Applejack outside heard her and saw the open door, charging towards it. Zecora screamed and dragged Iron Will's dying body inside and slammed the door shut. Zecora knelt to him, accidentally pushing the ax further in.

Crying, Iron Will shuddered and groaned, "Kill it...Kill it..." and died.

A loud crash came out of the main room. Zecora heard it, pulled the ax out of Iron Will's body, and trotted towards it. She entered the room and saw that a window was smashed. Petrified, she looked around, knowing Applejack must be lurking. She heard a shuffle, turned, and was seized by Applejack. She bellowed at her as Zecora screamed bloody murder. She picked Zecora up and thrust her across the room. Applejack stood over Zecora, roaring. Zecora, accepting her fate, shut her eyes trembling. Applejack lifted her left hoof up in the air, but began to whimper. The hoof slammed her in her own stomach as she went flying back. Applejack, the real Applejack, was fighting for control. She punched herself in the face and stomach over and over. She began to spin around, so fast she was like a tornado.

The spinning stopped and Applejack was thrust at Zecora. Applejack was normal once again, forcing the Evil out of her. Zecora punched Applejack in the head, sending her staggering. She grabbed her ax and charged at Applejack.

Applejack cried, "NO!" and blocked Zecora's arm. "Ah'm fine... Ah'm fine... It's...gone..."

"About that you are not wrong..." Zecora agreed, "The question is, for how long? To the devils, we are quite meek, but with the pages, the pages we seek..."

Applejack, determined, nodded, "Then let's go down that cellar and carves ourselves a witch..."

The door to the shed thrust open as Applejack and Zecora strode in. Applejack slammed her chainsaw on the table and began to tear it apart. She swooped chains and pieces of metal onto the table. She fastened a harness and put it onto her chest and back. In front of it was a sort of latch, a V shaped indent. She grabbed a series of rings and placed them around the inside of the chainsaw, leaving a large circle in the middle of the handle. On her stump, she fastened a ring with a very small hook at the end. She forced her stump into the hole in the chainsaw and turned it, the hook securing it in place. Using her teeth, she pulled the start-up string and latched it onto her harness, the T shaped end of it fitting perfectly into the V shaped latch. She pulled her newly modified arm out as the chainsaw started up and purred. She used it to saw off a shotgun she found mounted on the shed wall, twirling it around her other front hoof.

She looked up, grinned, and uttered, "...Groovy..."

Outside of the shed, In the distance, the tiny figures of Applejack and Zecora trotted to the cabin. Applejack quickly got used to trotting on 3 legs, her new chainsaw-attached one constantly suspended in the air. In the back was a large oak tree. A gnarled pony-like face on the surface of the tree. A horrible twisted tree face. Two more emerged from it, terrible fiendish faces. It suddenly opened its mouth and breathed in a gust of air with a terrible wheezing sound, as though in great pain at being brought to life. It turned sharply towards the cabin. Its roots burst out of the ground and creept onto the cabin.

Inside, the noise was blocked out by Applejack's chainsaw hoof as it ripped through the trap door. Zecora tensed on her ax, ready for the beast to emerge. Applejack kicked the trap door as the pieces of wood collapsed and fell into the cellar.

"Them pages oughta be somewhere there..." Applejack muttered, no signs of Henrietta, yet.

Applejack walked down the steps, finding two of the pages. She picked them up and held them in her mouth. In a spider's web she saw another and grabbed. A fourth and fifth page were at the bottom of the steps, grabbing those.

"Do you see? Where the devil could she be?" Zecora cried out from above the cellar.

Applejack grinned, "She playing hard ta get..." roared her chainsaw, "...Rid of..."

She felt something behind her. She turned and saw nothing. She sighed with relief and ran into a hanging corpse from the ceiling. Flinching back, she saw it was the half-eaten remains of Cheerlie hanging from the ceiling in a spider-like web.

Scared now, Applejack found the rest of the pages in Cheerlie and headed up the stairs. She threw the pages up to Zecora. Zecora grabbed them and rushed to the desk, frantically translating. Applejack was about to come out of the cellar when Henrietta's deformed claws grabbed Applejack's hooves. She screamed and Henrietta roared and cackled as she dragged Applejack down again. Her chainsaw slammed into the wooden steps, jamming it.

Zecora began to translate, " Nos-feratos-allo-memnon-kanda!" while Applejack's terribly mauled body limped down the steps.

Henrietta grinned and floated up to the main room, shouting, "Free! Free at last!"

She grabbed Zecora's mane and swung her around the room, grinning with malice. Applejack unclogged her chainsaw and limped into the main room. Henrietta turned to her and growled.

Applejack shouted, "COME GET SOME!" and started the chainsaw, its roar louder than hers.

She swung it at her, but Henrietta grabbed the blade, allowing the saw to slice through her thick, gnawed hoof. She grabbed Applejack's throat with the other and slammed her into a window.

Applejack charged to her, bucking her in the stomach. Henrietta was furious. She gritted her teeth, concentrated, and her neck began to stretch, her head becoming long and crooked like before. Her neck extended 5 feet in the air, her teeth grew put of her lips, her tongue the size of her head. Applejack gaped in fear at this monstrosity that loomed over her. Henrietta began to bloat and grow, fatter and fatter. Pus burst out of her skin.

She cried, "I'LL SWALLOW YOUR SOULS! SWALLOW YOUR SOULS!" and swooped to Applejack.

She kept this monster at bay with her chainsaw. Its mouth stretched impossibly wide and sucked at the air around Applejack's face, suffocating her. Zecora threw her ax into the beast, sticking in her back.

She turned to face the terrified zebra and screamed, "YOU WILL PAY!"

"Not today..." said Applejack and shoved her chainsaw into Henrietta's stomach.

Pus and blood burst out as she screamed in pain. Applejack roared and sliced off all of Henrietta's limbs one by one. She turned her head to Applejack and screeched. Applejack swung her arm through Henrietta's gaping jaw, slicing her head in half. Blood spewed from her neck.

The top half of her head fell to the floor, crying, "SWALLOW YOUR SOUL!"

"Swallow THIS!" cried Applejack and pulled her shotgun out from her back harness and fired straight between her eyes. Her head exploded into a million pieces. Zecora and her cheered at this, but were cut short as the demonic tree outside burst through the cabin.

"FINISH THE PAGES!" cried Applejack as a twisted tree-hand seized her and brought her up to its three evil faces.

The cabin was torn onto two, the roots bursting out of the walls. All that remained of the main room was the cracked floor. Trees around the cabin began to crash into it, destroying it piece by piece.

"NOW!!" cried Applejack as thorny vines encased her, pulling her towards the tree's giant jagged mouth.

"Tar-tra Kanda-Estra! Hudsucker Proxy Kanda!" Zecora shouted.

Fire appeared and surrounded the cabin.

"Aton-Neran-Ofas!"

The front door, the only standing thing in the room, burst open, and a horrible giant rotten apple head of the Evil entity made flesh, finally showing itself. A SHRIEKING, BULBOUS BEHEMOTH! It was the most horrifying thing Applejack ever saw, her hair had white streaks in it from the pure terror.

"FINISH IT!" she cried.

Zecora resumed, "Kanda! Samonda Roba Areda Gyes Indy En-zeen, Nos-Feratos -GAHH!"

Four tree branches were shoved into her back. They burst out of her nose and ears as they tore her insides. She let out a final gasp as the branches pulled, tearing her apart.

"NOOO!" Applejack cried. She was about to be eaten by the tree until she lifted her chainsaw hoof to its faces, tearing into them. She screamed in fury as blood poured all over her. The tree released green pus and steam as it withered away. Free of its grasp, Applejack leaned onto the table, pages still intact. She looked at the pages but could not read them.

From the door, the Evil opened its hideous mouth, sucking everything into it, including the pages.

"Not today!" cried Applejack. She grabbed the final page and shoved her chainsaw into the ground, keeping her in place, and suspended in air. She mumbled, "Aftalak-bar, uhhh, Tanados(?) Entrada! Errr, Malakos! KANDA?!". Her chainsaw ran out of gas and the blade stopped turning. She turned to face the Evil, as it crept slowly to Applejack.

It reached out to her, seeking to reclaim her. It roared like a monstrous banshee.

Applejack shrugged and said, "Aw, fuck this shit...". She threw the page at the Evil and spat on it. The page touched its skin and it began to burn. Applejack looked outside and saw, it was daytime.

She lifted her torso up and bucked the Evil in it's massive eyeball. It flew back out of the door. It landed in the Sun and began baking. It's skin turned inside-out as it shriveled and dissolved into shadow. Applejack fell onto the floor, hitting her head on the chainsaw's blade, knocking her out.

Some time later, she woke up. She looked around and saw the cabin was nothing but ruins, blood stained ruins. The gore on Applejack was sticky in the Sun, her being basked in it for so long. Applejack limped up, regaining balance with her chainsaw. She pulled it out of the ground and looked around. She saw that the trail out of the woods was reformed. As for the Evil, she did not see it and frankly, did not care. She booked it out of the area, not looking back. She was just happy to get away from the Evil. She made it to the exit of the forest screaming in triumph. However, she halted when she saw police officers on patrol. They saw her and yelled at her to halt and sit on the floor with her front hooves up. She did so, and at the sight of the bloodied chainsaw, they ran up to her and tazed her unconscious.

Applejack's eye opened. She was blinded by brightness. How long was she out for? She shook her head, dazed and confused. She regained sight and looked at her surroundings. Tears slowly filled her eyes as she backed into fetal position, crying, "No...no..."

She lay on a white bed, clothed in orange scrubs. She was in a cushion-y room with no windows. Her chainsaw gone, only a bandaged stump. The only door, a iron slate with 3 small bars at the top. Being in a fetal position was easy for Applejack, for she was in a straight jacket. She was institutionalized.

Intro to Part III

As the trees began to move around the cabin, where only Zecora and Applejack remained, something else emerged. One of the trees was split open by the Evil, and out slithered Mayor Mare, torn, bleeding, and unmoving. The woods freed her as she limped out of the Everfree, moaning. She made it out and into a small town, the sign reading, "WELCOME TO PONYVILLE". She saw the sign and grunted at it and trudged along, clawing the sign with her massive nails. She went down the path when she heard two voices. Angrily, she stared at the source, two little fillies.

"Alright Diamond Tiara," Silver Spoon worried, "Are you sure this is worth it? I'm tired and it's late..."

"Don't be such a wuss!" Diamond Tiara demanded, "We need to sneak to the Blank Flank's cruddy little hideout and wreck it! Show 'em who's boss!"

"Umm," said Silver Spoon, "Diamond, look..." and pointed behind her. They turned and saw in the shadows the Mayor.

"Oh!" said Diamond surprised, "H-hello Mayor! We're just...planning a surprise!"

Mayor stood still and twisted her head around grunting.

"Um... Is s-something wrong...?" cautioned Diamond, "We little angels can help you!"

"I...I don't think this is right..." trembled Silver Spoon.

Diamond Tiara whispered, "Oh shut up. We need to look good in front of the Mayor!". She looked back at the Mayor as stepped out of the shadows. "OH MY!" Diamond Tiara exclaimed, "You're hurt! Silver! Go help the Mayor!".

Silver Spoon grudgingly trotted to the bloody mare. "It...It's okay... We'll...help..." she looked into her eyes and shrieked.

The Mayor lunged at Silver Spoon, digging her claws into her throat and tearing out her aorta. Silver Spoon immediately died, blood purging from her neck.

Diamond Tiara screamed into the air and ran behind a rock for cover. Mayor, uninterested, limped forwards into the quiet little town. Diamond Tiara sprinted to Silver Spoon's dead body and grasped it.

"Damn it all!" she cried, "W-what in Tartaus was THAT?! Well, least *I* am alive. Besides," she smirked, "You were never the strong one."

As she trotted off with a disgusted smug look on her face, she felt grimy claws grab onto her hoof. She turned and saw Silver Spoon dragging herself onto Diamond Tiara. She tore Diamond's hooves off as she tumbled to the ground. Silver Spoon stood over her and slobbered on her terrified and pale face.

She screamed, "T-THOSE EYES!" as Silver Spoon ate her face off. Pulling herself up from the bloody pile of tissue, she looked beyond her shoulder and heard a noise. Bass music. Coming out of a small cottage. She could make out the diminished noises of a cello as well. Silver Spoon sprinted to the cottage roaring like a banshee. And thus, the citizens of Ponyville fell like dominoes....

Part III: Apocalypse

"LET ME OUT!"

Applejack had been crying for what felt like hours. She had pushed herself onto the floor and up against the steel door pounding senselessly on it. Outside she heard no noise. Eventually, she gave up and began to silently weep on the padded floor.

"Was that all....a dream...?" she pondered, "Have ah gone...insane...? Ah must be. I MUST! Twilight told me the definition of insanity. It's doing the SAME FUCKING THING OVER AND OVER EXPECTING A FUCKING DIFFERENT END!" And headbutted the wall non-stop. She stopped when she heard a noise from outside, a sort of gasp. She looked up with desperate eyes and called, "HELLO?! PLEASE! THERE'S BEEN A MISTAKE! AH'M INNOCENT!"

She heard hooves trot down stairs towards her. She sat up, preparing for a guard to come. However, all she got was a bloody hoof slap onto the barred glass and slowly slide down with a groan. Terrified, she tried to stand to look out the glass, but fell due to the straight jacket. Irritated, she hopped to the cot where she pounded the metal locks of the jacket against it. After much tearing, they snapped off. Applejack slid out of the jacket, stood, and fell. She looked at her stump and remembered.

"No...that WAS real...". She stood up and looked outside her room. She saw a guard pony, dead in a pile of blood. "What...?" Applejack said in confusion and looked closer. Then, the guard stood up and snarled through the glass, screeching.

A Deadite.

"DAMN!" Applejack cried as she fell onto the ground in surprise.

The guard roared and burst his hooves through the iron door, pulling it out with his massive claws. It stood looming in the doorway, staring Applejack down.

Applejack frowned, grinned, and muttered, "Protect and serve? AH'L SHOW YA PROTECTION AND SERVIN'!" and ran up to the Deadite and bucked him into a wall, knocking him on the floor. Applejack seized his nightstick and proceeded to beat his skull in. "Call the slaughterhouse." she said, "This pig's been butchered.". Holding the bloody nightstick in her mouth, she limped down the institution corridors, not hearing any sounds. "This can't be good..." groaned Applejack.

As soon as she said that, she heard Deadites screech in all of the prison cells, reaching their hooves out to grab her in all directions, snarling and snapping.

"FUCK THIS!" she cried, "I need ta get outta here!"

She ran out of the corridor and into the Sheriff's office, where she saw the Confiscated Goods Cabinet. She opened it up and found what she was desperate for, her chainsaw, harness, and shotgun. She fastened the harness over her scrubs, attached her chainsaw to her stump, and secured the shotgun on her back.

"Back in business..." she said.

was about to make it out of the station when she heard a laugh behind her. She turned to see the possessed sheriff, laughing with an unnaturally wide grin. He brought his hoof down on the Cell Release Button, freeing the devils. Applejack turned to the exit door as it was shut by iron bars. Realizing the gravity of the situation, she groaned and ran.

She ran up every flight of stairs, seeing hundreds of Deadite ponies escape from their cells and sprint after her, their bloody claws stretched out in front of them. She made it to the final flight, only to be blocked by a massive pony, its rotting stomach bursting with red and black pus. It flashed its jagged fangs at her and stalked down the stairs, roaring. Applejack sighed and ran up to the behemoth, slicing her way through him with her chainsaw. She emerged from its back covered in stomach pus, but she figured it was better than being dead. She turned around and used her chainsaw to cut a hole in the top of the stairs, hoping that would stall the evil ponies and opened the door to the roof of the institution.

She locked the door behind her and headed to the very edge of the roof, having her first long look at Ponyville. It had quite literally gone to Hell. The sky was black as sackcloth, rivers flowing with organs and blood, dead ponies littered across the streets, buildings in ruins, and an overall feeling of Evil. She couldn't believe her eyes and buckled to her knees, crying, "H-how long have ah been out for...?". She heard the Deadites approaching and heard the furious clawing at the door. Wiping the tears from her eyes, she stood, roaring her chainsaw, to make her last stand.

The door burst open and a wave of Deadites slowly approached her. Applejack screamed as she decapitated every one that came up to her, its bodies flying off the side of the building.

She was roaring, "COME GET SOME!!" as the gore splattered all over.

The swarms became too massive for her to handle after a short time. She stopped and realized, out of her friends, only she had lived. She couldn't stop now, or bring shame to the dead. She ran away from the hoards looking for a way to get out. She saw far below a garden, with large hedges. Looking back at the Evil Dead, she realized she had no other choice. Just before they could seize her, she jumped off the roof, falling into the hedge.

She woke up with a bruised body and an aching head, but at least she was alive. She sawed herself out of the bush, but as soon as she got out, her chainsaw ran out of gas. She sighed in disappointment and detached it, strapping it to her back.

"Ah need more killing power..." she said, looking around the garden, "No bullets, no gas... Hmmm... Shovels? Nah. Rakes? Aw come awhn now..."

She rummaged through the garden, stopping at the most beautiful sight. Her eyes gleamed with an unnatural pleasure as she limped to a lawnmower.

"Oh yes..." she purred as she rubbed it, eyeing the bottom of it, imagining the potential. She hung the lawnmower over her neck, the bottom razor propeller pointed ahead. She grabbed the start-up string and latched it onto her harness.

She flung open the door into the institution and screamed, "HEY!"

The possessed monsters heard her and rushed down to the first floor, surrounding her, almost overfilling the entire room.

Rather than cower in fear as she would before, Applejack chuckled maniacally and said, "PARTY'S OVER!" and roared the lawnmower.

The Deadites screamed and rushed to her, as Applejack slowly stepped forwards, screaming with adrenaline as the lawnmower slowly ripped every body it touched into a smoothie of blood with chunks of gore and bone. Entire ponies went through it like paper in a shredder. As it became clogged with gore, Applejack spun in a circle, whirling the bodies around, knocking down Deadites and throwing the diced bodies around. Intestines wrapped around Applejack's neck while chunks of brains and skull forced her to shut her eyes. Blood splat into her mouth as she licked it all up.

She charged through the institution, demolishing all who stood in front of her. When she heard the bodies stop shredding, she turned off the blades of death and wiped the waterfalls of blood off of her eyes and looked around. The entire first floor was splattered in a deep red, blood up to her knees. She spun around, looking for any other Deadites and slipped on the lake of blood. She struggled up, gasping for air, and she wiped more blood off of her face and opened them up.

That's when she heard it. A massive bellow coming from down the hall. She went to it and saw the largest pony she ever saw. He had to be at least 6 feet tall and had legs the size of Applejack's head. Veins were literally bursting as blood sprayed at all open wounds on him. Still in a straight jacket, it charged at Applejack.

Applejack gasped and struggled to turn on the lawnmower; it was clogged from the huge amounts of gore.

The behemoth screamed as he tore his massive claws out of the jacket and charged head first at Applejack.

Applejack roared as she finally started the lawnmower as she was knocked to the floor. The lawnmower, facing up, was slowly eating away at the monster's head. He spun around and around with the lawnmower blades as his entire body was slowly reduced to nothing but a uncontrollable fountain of blood.

All of the blood landed right on Applejack as she lay on the floor, gasping for air. She stood up, cringing from the sheer amounts of gore. Throwing the busted but still roaring lawnmower on the floor, she pulled the intestines all wrapped on her off and shook the chunks of various organs out of her mane. As she did this, her ponytail got trapped in the lawnmower. She screamed as her hair got stuck inside of it. Grabbing a nearby dismembered claw, she was forced to cut off her long flowing hair to avoid becoming an Apple Smoothie.

She swam to the entrance to the garden, took her chainsaw and shotgun back, pressed the Release Locks button, and opened the doors to the institution exit, letting the ocean of blood flow out. She stood pondering where to go next and decided to just wander around Ponyville looking for survivors.

"... Twilight's library..." she eventually thought and trotted off to it. On the journey there, she saw few Deadites scattered around, but they were occupied with eating dead pony flesh to notice her sneak past. She finally made it to the library, which had massive gem barricades and boarded up windows.

Applejack took one step forwards only to get her head nearly blown off by a pistol of some sorts inside.

She cried out, "Help! Ah'm not sick!"

She heard a pistol cock and some boards on the front door slid open, revealing large weary emerald eyes. They saw Applejack and opened wide as the boards closed back. Applejack heard a series of unlocking chains as the door swung open and a purple scaly arm pulled her inside. Inside the dreadful library was dark, but Applejack saw one light bulb over a hunched over figure. She stepped closer and saw, it was Spike.

Spike sat on a stool and pointed the gun at Applejack's head, eyeing her. He decided she was not Evil and hugged her, tears in his eyes.

"APPLEJACK!" he called out, "E-ever since...the cabin...Awful, awful things...Everypony's dead! But..but not m-me. I...survived. I'm...I'm strong..." The gun in his hand trembled as he dropped it. Applejack saw Spike was much larger, nearly the size of Applejack. He was a nervous wreck, shaking, trembling, eyes darting everywhere. His skin hung from stress and paranoia, his eyes bloodshot.

"Spike..." she said, "Ye been stealin' stuff...?"

Spike looked at her, "Oh, I HAD to, to live! To kill those..damned creatures! And what do the Princesses do to help us? Nothing...NOTHING!"

Applejack saw broken framed pictures of Rarity and Twilight Sparkle at his feet.

He noticed and sorrily asked, "H-how are...Are they...?"

Applejack shook her head shamefully. Spike's lips quivered. He tried to cry, but his tears had all been used. He grabbed his pistol and put it into his mouth, shaking and closing his eyes. Applejack punched the gun out of his hands.

"LOOK SPIKE!" she exclaimed, "Ponyville, maybe even EQUESTRIA, has gone to Tartarus, but that don't mean we can still LIVE! We need ta stick together. Fight this Evil..."

Spike rattled his head, "You're right. I...I just can't think straight..."

"Yeah..." Applejack remembered, "How long..has it been...?'. Spike pointed to a wall, where tally marks covered it, scratched in with his bare claws. Applejack counted, "6 months...And AH thought TWO days was enough..."

Spike stepped to Applejack. "Look..." he said, "I know ponies gathered in your barn for safety. Maybe they're still there? And at least we can see your family, see if they made it..."

"Honestly..." Applejack said, "I think their fates are solid as a tombstone...But we can still check..."

"Good!" Spike exclaimed. "Oh, you need supplies? Here, I took all of these as scrap." and gave her gasoline and shotgun shells.

Applejack loaded up with a smug look on her face. "Let's rock this Hell-hole." she uttered. Spike charged up his fire breath and loaded his pistol as they set out to Sweet Apple Acres.

The Deadites were no problem to dispose of. They were the least of their worries. What troubled Applejack was the unavoidable revelation of her family back home. Nevertheless, they trekked across the desolate Ponyville to it. They finally made it to Sweet Apple Acres, once a proud orchard now was reduced to flame-scarred fields. Applejack noticed some apple trees were rooted onto the sides of the Barn, similar to the cabin. They approached the entrance to the Barn and Applejack knocked. Nothing. Applejack held up her chainsaw leg as she buzzsawed the barricaded door open. They strode into darkness, Applejack with her humming chainsaw and Spike with his pistol. She felt a shadow move behind her. She turned and saw only darkness. Spike trembled and gulped. As they made it closer and closer to the center of the room, Applejack noticed many tree roots leading there. She followed the roots to find a hideous sight. Applebloom lay dead on the floor, roots penetrating through all sides of her body and out of her eyes and ears.

Applejack couldn't resist and cried. She trotted over to Applebloom, mourning her as she patted her soft head.

It twisted upwards, and Applebloom laughed hysterically. The branches seemed to control her as she was lifted into the air and screeching. Spike and Applejack turned to escape, but a possessed Big Mac closed the exit. His mouth was sewn shut, his eyes a ghastly white, his black bloodied body shaking uncontrollably. He stood there, trying to scream without a mouth. Applebloom was laughing as she sent branches and roots down towards Spike and Applejack. They dodged them and they took barricade behind a fallen wall.

"GAH!" cried Spike, "Applejack! What do we do?!"

For the first time in a long while, Applejack was truly terrified. She cried silently and whispered, "...Kill them...T-that ain't mah family...."

Spike nodded. He came up from the barricade and fired at Applebloom.

Unable to speak, she roared as the branches pulled her towards Spike. She grabbed him and lifted him up with her. She stretched her mouth wide and out slowly came roots. They rapped around Spike, constricting them, their spikes digging into him. Spike raged and shot fire at Applebloom's face. She let him go as he fell to the ground, hurt but alive. Applebloom, suspended into the air, stumbled around the barn hollering. She laughed again and ripped the skin off of her face, revealing a gnawed skeleton. She flew at Applejack hissing her name, roots and branches stretched outward.

Applejack cried and said, "...Ahm.....sorry..." and roared the chainsaw in front of her.

Applebloom flew directly into it, torn and sliced apart as she flew through Applejack and hit the wall behind her, shattering into multiple pieces of flesh and wood. Her head was clean off and only a bottom jaw remained. It moaned as it sat there suffering. Spike limped to it, wiped his tears, and shot her straight down her open wound, ending Applebloom.

Big Mac let out a muffled roar, but Applejack, without even looking, shot his head off with her shotgun.

Spike said, "Applejack. I'm..sorry..."

"Nah Spike.." she said, "Least Ah put them outta their misery..."

"Well, where else can we go?" asked Spike.

Applejack looked around, "Anywhere but here."

They stepped outside and off into the night. They stopped when they heard cheering, off near the City Hall.

"S-survivors?!" Spike exclaimed.

Applejack nodded and said, "We oughtta check..."

They made it to the City Hall, where they indeed heard regular ponies in a sort of chant. Applejack flung open the doors to the City Hall and saw a mass gathering of ponies around a bloody alter, standing on it, wearing ridiculous lavish garments including a cane topped with Snails's severed head, was Trixie.

Trixie's eyes opened wide and she called out to the crowd, "Well, well. Looks like MORE ponies wanna join our commune. Come on in."

"Trixie..." Applejack growled, "What is this?!"

Trixie chucked and announced an end to the meeting and took Applejack and Spike away from the crowd. "Not sure if you noticed," she said, "But Ponyville has literally gone to Tartarus! It's clear Celestia is damning us for our sins. So, I formed this Committee of Equestrian Safety, to protect the ponies."

Applejack was unsure. "Yeah..." she said, "A pony like YOU tryin' ta save all of our lives. Now, Ah smell somethin' fishy."

"Oh, that's typical of you!" she exclaimed, "I am the GREAT and POWERFUL Trixie! You're just a hick, and a disabled one too it seems. By the way, how's that wimpy Twilight?" Applejack looked down in shame. Trixie smirked, "Hah. Just shows who is the REAL master here!"

Spike got furious, "You bastard! Twilight's dead and all you do is laugh?!" and pulled out his pistol.

Trixie warned, "Ah ah ah..." as two royal guards came to both of Trixie's sides. "Now then." she scolded, "What should I do next? Oh, silly me, I know!". She ordered the guards to tackle Applejack and Spike, pinning them to the ground. One of them brought their spear don onto Applejack's chainsaw, snapping the blade off. Trixie's magic grabbed Spike's pistol and twirled it in the air. "Look like I have the upper hoof here. Well, at least I have four..." Trixie gloated.

"Oh, lemme guess..." Applejack glared angrily, "Yer gonna have us killed like the coward ya are, huh? This is all a big fat cover-up for yer insanity..."

"Hmmm..." Trixie thought, "Kill you? Well, um, no. I mean, you're going to die out here anyways. Here everypony is a dead horse trotting. And as the head of the Committee of Equestrian Safety, I will be, oh, 'gracious' enough to end your sufferings." Applejack cringed as Trixie cocked the gun, "After all..." she said, "Fight the dead, fear the living."

Spike couldn't contain it anymore. He confessed, "There's a book!"

Trixie stopped and turned to him confused, "...What?" She ordered the guards off of Spike and Applejack.

Applejack eyed Spike, shaking her head angrily.

Spike continued, "Applejack told me on the way here. This is no divine intervention! It's an evil book, the Necronomicon. It released these...things into OUR world! We can STOP it!"

Trixie dropped the gun, leering at Spike, "And how do you propose we do that?"

Applejack confessed, "The book is destroyed. There ain't no way we can seal 'em away."

Trixie muttered, "Damn..." and turned away thinking. She twirled around to Applejack, "I GOT IT! Well, rumor has it that there are...time travel spells in the Magic Archives in Canterlot?"

Applejack was unsure, "And what if there is...?"

"Well, then we can go back in time and destroy the book in the past!"

"Ah get that..." Applejack said, "What I don't get is why ya want ta help us so bad."

"Oh, think of it as an....apology...." Trixie grinned, putting a hoof behind her back.

"I like this idea." Spike said, "Applejack, what other choice do we have?"

"You don't HAVE another choice!" demanded Trixie, "Now or never! Do you WANT to save Ponyville? By Tartarus, this shit is probably all over Equestria by now! Come with me Applejack. We need to get a team ready."

The group went into the back of the City Hall, where the few living citizens resided. Trixie announced, "*I*, your faithful leader and savior shall lead an expedition to Canterlot in search of a way to reverse these 6 months! Coming is Applejack of Sweet Apple Acres and Twilight's dragon! Which brave souls will join us?!"

There was silence in the crowd. Everypony was too afraid of their inevitable fate.

Trixie growled and used magic to grab Lyra, Time Turner, and Octavia from the crowd and placed them next to her. Lyra looked shaken and nervous, Time Turner was exhausted and had streaks of dry blood on his face, and Octavia, she was the worst of them all. Her left ear was torn off, her eyes always bloodshot, scars all over, and an unhealthy look around her. Trixie introduced them, telling Applejack to ignore Octavia as she had been shaken up by everything.

"She's always blabbering that she could have stopped them from killing everypony. Says the Mayor and some fillies attacked her home first and killed her friend. Well, if that's true, then consider this punishment for her." Trixie grinned.

Applejack knew this was not right, but she was more worried with getting out alive and needed all the help she could get. Unfortunately for her, it seemed Trixie was her only hope.

"Right. Seems we're about ready to go." said Trixie. She looked back to her gathering of ponies and told them all to stay low and keep calm while their "great leader" was gone.

"Wait," Applejack cautioned, "Shouldn't we wait 'till the Sun comes up? They hate the Sun."

Spike looked at Applejack with weary eyes, "The Sun doesn't come up anymore..."

Applejack got serious. "We need ta go to Canterlot now. I fear somethin' bad is goin' on there..." They stepped out of the makeshift fortress and trotted through the dead remains of Ponyville, avoiding any and all Deadites.

Trixie remained in the back and waited for the other ponies to pass her. Grinning, she looked at the fortress behind her and cast a spell on it, attracting all the Deadites. In minutes were everypony inside either shredded to pieces or turned into more Deadites. Chucking, she ran back to catch up with the group as if nothing happened.

The ponies were getting weary as they trotted on. Suddenly, everything turned black, darker than it had already been. Trixie groaned and Octavia cried.

"We need to find shelter. NOW!" Time Turner demanded.

Applejack looked around confused. Spike came to her and explained, "It's like, in Ponyville, it phases in and out of Evil. Right now, we're helpless to the demons."

Applejack's eyes widened as everypony looked frantically for cover.

Lyra called out, "I SEE SOME SHELTER!" and pointed. The ponies looked and saw Sugarcube Corner, patched all up via wood planks.

From behind, Applejack heard the familiar howl of the Evil. She turned around and screamed as she saw the unspeakable terror. The rest of the group followed suit and they bolted it for Sugarcube Corner. Their screams attracted Deadites by the tens and they chased the ponies as well. Applejack stopped, calling out, "AH'LL TAKE CARE OF EM!"

She revved up her chainsaw and buzzed through the Deadites. It wasn't after long that she saw herself overwhelmed. She turned and fled to Sugarcube Corner when she felt the Evil snag her chainsaw. It was tugging her back into the few remaining Deadites, and Applejack had only one option. She snapped the V-shaped lock off of her harness and swung the blade into the ground. The Evil pulled harder and harder, just what she was hoping for. Her chainsaw's blade snapped off in the pressure and sent Applejack flying into the Evil. She lifted her bladeless chainsaw and smashed it on its face, shattering her weapon and leaving only her stump. She fell on the ground and booked it for the crumbling shack. The others were inside and slammed the door shut once Applejack stumbled into it.

After barricading the door, Applejack sat treating her wounded stump. Trixie sent Time Turner and Lyra to go search the ruined and desolate shack. Spike sat staring outside, and Octavia searched through the shadows for any hidden threats muttering to herself. Time Turner and Lyra came back to Trixie.

"Nothing." said Time Turner.

Trixie nodded, paused, and said, "It's terrible that we can't just teleport there already. See, these things, they 'react' to magic."

Applejack nodded. She was trying to balance herself with her stump. She looked at Spike and some cans on the ground, and she came up with an idea. She called for Spike to gather the cans and forge them together with his fire breath. He finished and made a metal sort of brace. Applejack attached it to her stump, making a hard prosthetic. She slammed it into a wall, making a massive and deep hole in it. She grinned and could not resist, "Groovy..."

She sat with the rest of the group as they went over their plan.

"We barge into the magic archives, look for these supposed time travel scrolls, use them to go back, and destroy the book, right? Seems simple enough" said Trixie.

"Believe me, with these things, nothin' is that simple." warned Applejack. Just then, she heard a scattering noise coming from the hole in the wall. She got up and turned to it. Nothing. She relaxed and sat down again.

Lyra jumped a little and said to Octavia, "Don't grab my leg like that. It scared me."

Octavia turned to her, "B-but I...didn't..."

Lyra's face turned white as she lifted her leg up.

Clinging onto it was Pound Cake. He had sharp teeth, black throbbing veins bursting under his skin, and eyes different from the others. They were white but surrounded by a ghastly yellow ring. Black bloody spikes were coming out of his spinal cord and head. Black slime was flowing through his ears, eyes, and mouth. He giggled as he crawled over Lyra.

She screamed and ran around in the room. The rest of the ponies stood up trying to help her, but Pound was snarling at then and swatted with his tiny claws. He was on Lyra, front left leg when he began to tear it open and spit the ooze into the wound. Lyra collapsed in pain and slowly lost the struggle.

Octavia stood up, ran to Pound, and using a wooden plank, swatted Pound off of Lyra and onto the floor. She went to him and cried as she crushed his skull with her hoof. Pound was bawling as his brain was squashed into mush and slowly died.

Lyra was gasping for air, holding her leg. She looked in horror as her entire leg became black and covered with pus-filled warts. Black spikes and claws burst out of it and a stream of blood shot straight up. She screamed as her leg twitched and writhed and tried to strangle herself.

Applejack, knowing from experience, pinned Lyra to the ground. She called for Trixie, who used magic to levitate shards of metal and wood on the floor and spun them around faster and faster like a chainsaw blade. Lyra looked up at it and shook her head, silently crying.

Applejack said, "Look missey, it's the only way. Ya don't wanna look like them..." Lyra nodded and braced herself.

The makeshift blade cut into Lyra's arm and colored the walls red. Lyra screamed in agony and her arm howled and writhed. The leg, after a few seconds and pints of blood lost, was finally off.

Time Turner rushed to the group's medical bag and pulled out some adrenaline. He slammed the needle into Lyra's stump saying, "This will ease the pain, but soon, well, you'll feel like shit again." and Spike breathed fire on the stump to stop the bleeding and disinfect it.

A short time later, Lyra got up on her hooves again. She was crying, "Thank you so much. Oh, my soul is saved."

She failed to notice Pumpkin Cake sneaking up behind her. Attracted by all the noise, she jumped up onto Lyra's neck, slicing a wide hole in it. She stuck her head inside and crawled through Lyra's skin, slashing her muscle and tissues with her claws and spikes. Lyra let out a final gasp and fell on the floor in a growing pile of blood. The ponies turned away gasping for air as the smell of rotting flesh filled the air.

Octavia was crying, Trixie was smug, and Time Turner was petrified.

"S-she's dead. Isn't she...?" he asked.

"Not yet." said Applejack. She turned to Lyra and observed.

Pumpkin had torn out of Lyra and must have scampered away. She pointed her shotgun at Lyra's head and waited. Her head tilted up, her eyes not pale white but similar to Pound's. She was slobbering pus and twitching as monstrous spikes burst out of her stump, face, back, and chest. Two foot long devilish claws swatted Applejack onto the floor and throwing her shotgun across the room. Applejack gasped as she scooted away from the monstrosity. The spikes on Lyra's back grew so long they carried her high inthe air. She roared as she charged at the ponies. Spike strode to her and doused her in flames. Lyra screached and staggered around the room, her skin melting away revealing rotting and pulsating flesh.

Trixie stood back and observed. Octavia was crying. Time Turner came back into the room wielding a nail gun in his mouth. He was screaming in adrenaline as he embedded nail after nail into Lyra's what used to called face. Her makeshift spike legs snapped as she slammed onto the floor.

Applejack got back up, eyed her shotgun, grabbed it, and went back to Lyra. She looked up at Applejack, nails acting for eyes. She reached her right hoof out and groaned. Applejack blew it clean off with one shot as blood flowed through the would. Lyra slumped to the ground, nothing in the front to support her. She looked up at Applejack moaning. Applejack stood over her, shotgun pointed straight at Lyra's head.

"Yo she-bitch!" she called, "Let's go!" and shot Lyra. Her head exploded, splattering brain all over the room.

Time Turner buckled to his knees panting.

Trixie trotted to the mess, "Sooo...t-that's how you kill them..?"

"Bodily dismemberment, yes." Applejack answered.

"G-guys...outside. It's...clear..." observed Octavia.

The group looked out the boarded windows, no Deadites around.

"Alright." Trixie said, "No more risks waiting here. Let's go."

The ponies unlocked and unbarricaded the back door and stepped out. They walked until they were clear of Ponyville. Canterlot lay ahead so far away.

Applejack groaned, "Trixie. Can't ya just teleport us all there?"

Trixie laughed, "HAH! And what? Risk attracting the attention of all these demons?" She stopped herself and began to think, "Wait wait wait. You know what? Yeah. Let's risk it! No way I'm walking all of this. Besides, this is all dead territory anyways.". Spike reminded them that it was very likely Canterlot is completely dead as well. "Then it's settled! Alright everypony. Get over here and I'll warp us to the entrance of Canterlot. That shouldn't attract TOO many monsters."

They did so and in a flash stood in front of Canterlot. Like Ponyville, there were no signs of life. Buildings were toppled and crumbling. Decomposing half skeleton bodies littered the streets. From afar, a siren could be heard.

"Hear that?!" cried Time Turner. "There might be some ponies here that are still alive!"

The group trotted towards the source. Strangely, not a single Deadite was found, but that doesn't mean there was still gore splattered everywhere. It had come as an idea to the ponies that maybe nothing had survived and the siren was just an automated thing.

All of them made it to the source of the siren. It was a massive military barricade sealing off Celestia's castle. Broken floodlights hung from it and it appeared to be deserted.

Trixie ordered Octavia to go and search, smiling with a smug look. Octavia helplessly shuffled forwards to the barricade.

Suddenly, a cry came out of the barricade, "THERE'S ONE!" and a throwing knife flew out of it into Octavia's chest. She fell to the floor gasping for air as blood trickled down the wound.

Applejack ran up to her, eyeing the barricade. She exclaimed, "WE'RE ALIVE HERE! HELP US!"

There was a pause for a while. A voice came out from behind the barricade.

"How many are there?!"

Applejack counted, "5 of us! Including the one ya just wounded!"

The voice came again, "...Don't worry! It's just a throwing knife! Nothing fatal! Now, yes, you all cam come! None of you are infected?!"

"Open the barricade and we'll find out!" cried Applejack.

Silence followed and finally, the barricade entrance slid open. Trixie levitated Octavia and the rest trotted inside. Inside were Royal Guards. They reeked as if they stayed hidden for months in a ditch. All of them hopeless looking and paranoid. There were supplies and Octavia was taken to a makeshift medical bunker and treated. Applejack, Time Turner, Trixie, and Spike collapsed from fatigue, eyeing the distant horizon.They were now in the care of Celestia's militia. The Magic Archives so close. And of course the Princesses themselves. They thought they were safe.

They were not.

Part IV: Army of Darkness

"I'm not sure how long more I can take this..."

Shining Armor moved to comfort Cadence. The two were alone at the top of Canterlot's watchtower on a flat balcony, secluded from the carnage below. They had to remain there, since the two provided Canterlot with a magical field that dispelled the evil.At times the burden was too great for one pony and so the other took over. It wasn't easy, but their role was all that kept Canterlot at least somewhat safe.

"Don't worry dear." Shining coaxed, "I'll take my shift."

Cadence nodded, weary from the strains of her magical abilities, and went inside the tower, sleeping in a bed. The switch was seamless, since even one second of the field being down opened the possibility for the evil to seep in. Where Shining Armor stood he could see all of Equestria, and the Hell it had become. He remained like this until, to his surprise, he spotted a dash of color down below. Straining his eyes he realized it was Applejack, Spike, and a few others he did not know. He was so excited he shouted in joy. He was so excited in fact that he did not realize that during that outburts, the shield's defenses were down for about two seconds.

This was enough for The Evil to seep in. It crawled through the air silently behind him, into Cadence's room. Shining did not realize until he heard an ear piercing shriek. He spun around, "C-c-cadence?!" he cried out. Knowing he cannot abandon his duty, he trotted backwards to her room, shields still up. When inside, he tilted his head back to se her.

"A-are you...alright?" he trembled. He only saw Cadence on the floor face down. No response. Shining knelt down to see her, finally deciding to risk the shields being down. His logic was that if The Evil already broke in, there's no use preventing it. He ran his hoof through her mane, once again calling her name. Cadence groaned, and she slowly tilted her head up. Coming out of her mouth was black bile, her skin was flaky and cracked, her mane a dark mess all over her face. Shining jumped back fearing the worst. He looked to his left and saw a hatchet, swiftly picking it up with his magic. He inched closer to her.

"No..." he muttered, "You haven't..." he cried. Cadence glared deep into her eyes. Her eyes were not like the others. They were normal but quickly becoming discolored. She had the strength to say only two words, "H-h-help...m-me...." before vomiting more blood and bile. Shining cried in fear only for it to be drained by shrieks outside on the castle grounds. Shining ran outside to the edge of the balcolny and saw in horror that a wave of Deadites were piling into the defenseless Canterlot and a red and black vortex above him around the castle.

Securing the hatchet in his mouth Shining used magic to lift Cadence into the air as he ran down the stairs to the castle's back entrance. "It's safer there than up here!" he called out to his wife, who was shaking, pulsating, and groaning as her stomach became a discolored dark blue. Running down the castle's stairs Shining Armor heard the shrieks and callings for help. He bitterly shouted that he can't and continued downwards. He finally made it to the back entrance, where a heavily barricaded and large door was his only barricade. He sat Cadence on the floor, keeping a worried expression on her. She was now unconscious, but heavily breathing.

Shining Armor collapsed and vomited before getting a hold of himself and levitating the hatchet over his once beautiful wife. Cadence was now white, black, and blue. Her eyes watering and pus gushing from her open sores. Her stomach most of all looked revolting. It shook and pulsated and Shining could hear a faint groan. He prepared to do the unthinkable, murder his beloved wife. The hatchet was lifted to the air, a look of paranoid determination on his face. The last he saw on Cadence's face was a total transformation, a grin that crossed her entire face, bulging dark eyes, and pale peeling skin. Her entire head was shaking of unsustainable laughter. The room shook with Shining Armor's cries of agony while he forced the hatchet down on Cadence's neck, decapitating her. A geyser of black and pasty blood flowed out of the stump and Cadence's laughter died away in a hiss. Wiping the bile and blood from his eyes, Shining Armor tried to stand to make a last defense but could not lift himself away from the rotting corpse beside him.

He eyed one final time and stood up in horror as small undeveloped claws were slowly cutting through Cadence's stomach and a warped and hideously unbearable wail came from inside. The stomach was torn open and laying inside of a bundle of organs was a fetal Deadite. The Evil planted it inside her and so there was no womb to protect it. It killed Cadence from her inside. It looked up at Shining and spat a yellow paste at his face laughing its head off. Growling with fury, Shining lifted the monstrosity into the air with magic and threw it against a wall. It screamed and landed on the floor with a smush. It held its claws up in the air, looking for a grasp or hold of any kind. Its hind legs had snapped at the knee and bone showed through its skin. Ignoring the seemingly harmless wails, Shining stood and headed to it, determined to avenge his wife. His hoof swung up into the air and cracked down upon the Deadite's skull. The cries died and the only noise came from the Deadites outside.

Shining Armor lifted his hoof and flung the gore off of it. He looked down at the creamed fetus and then back at Cadence. Crying, he lifted what was left of the little devil and limped back to Cadence's corpse and head, slouching back onto the floor, stroking the unborn colt and dead lover, unable to cry and only weep and groan. His eyes closed and, for once, he felt at peace. This peace ended with the sound of a low chuckling. Shining Armor turned his head to look at Cadence's head on the floor, and his eyes widened with fear and shock. She was alive, or, dead. It didn't matter anyways, point is, she was gone, and only a monstrous Deadite remained. She stared deep into Shining's eyes, her grinning chuckle shaking her head on the floor.

Long and dark tentacles grew out of her neck stump and hoisted her head up to meet Shining Armor's. They attached themselves to her limp body and so Cadence sprung up, head attached once more. She pinned Shining Armor with magic to the wall, unable to free himself of her grasp. He cried in horror as Cadence opened her mouth, which had been elongated across her entire head and practically cut it in two halves. Sharp teeth hidden before showed themselves, rotting away in her massive jaw.

"Kiss me big colt!" she hollered and thrust her putrid jagged mouth over Shining Armor's, not quite kissing him. It was more of a sucking motion to his lips. Sure enough, she was pumping dark and revolting bile and other bodily fluids down his throat. He shook and tried to break away but struggling only worsened the agony. There was so much fluid being forced down his throat that it started to trickle from his ears, nose, and eyes. The entire "kiss" Cadence was laughing, her laugh gargled and distorted by the pumping of the fluid.

From outside, Shining noticed that the Deadite screams were replaced by loud gunfire. From the barricaded door, a metallic hoof burst through. This was followed by gunfire directed towards the door until it finally gave way. In strode Applejack, Trixie, Time Turner, Spike, and a limping Octavia, still recovering from a previous accident. They all groaned at the ghastly sight of Shining and Cadence while the Deadite Cadence stopped the kiss and turned to face these ponies. Shining Armor, free at last yet weak from the unholy fluids, threw Cadence to the floor where her head once again hung on tentacles barley attached to her body. He groaned in pain and collapsed, hooves wrapped around his stomach.

Applejack ordered Tim Turner to drive a sword into Cadence's head while the rest of the group focused on ripping and mutilating her body apart, in case she tried to return. Applejack herself ran to Shining Armor's aid.

"Wh-what are you...doin-ugh..." whimpered Shining Armor. Applejack found it hard to explain.

"Shinin'...these...'things', they're not ponies anymore. Ya gotta know that by now. This...evil, it eats away at the soul. We, we gotta make sure, it won't come back..."

Shining Armor, still hunched on the floor in pain, looked into Applejack's eyes, "Applejack...Is...isTwili-" but could not finish the sentence since he chocked at the very idea. Applejack, eyes full of sorrow, gave a shake of her head. His sorrow replaced by rage, Shining Armor attempted to stand but buckled back to the ground. Meanwhile, with one final hatchet swing, Trixie finished hacking Cadence's body to pieces, dropped the bloody tool, and ran to Shining Armor panic-stricken.

"And the spells?! Time travel spells? To go back, WHAT OF THEM?!"

Weakly, Shining replied, "Don't be-gah...afraid. We moved the magic...scrolls to what we thought was the-ugh, safest place possible..." he spat out some black blood, "The throne room....I can lead you..but..." He stood up, "W-well, I can't...talk about it..."

"Wait wait wait." questioned Applejack, "Where ARE the Princesses...?" and the others agreed to her demand in unison. Shining Armor looked up at the ponies and Spike standing over him. Defeat in his eyes, he confessed, "They've...Well, we know Celestia has...fallen...to the Evil...That's why...the royal guard is all here... To-gah, protect..." Mortified, Applejack, Time Turner, and Octavia stepped back while Trixie was losing her patience and Spike trembled.

Now Shining Armor could stand, weakly. "Don't think I won't help you..." he said, "Of course I can help. I'm going to die, die like every other pony here. I can feel it, just, eating away inside me. At least I can die in peace knowing I helped you solve all of this..."

His horn started to glow faintly. "Now please," he asked, "What is Canterlot like outside now...?" Cleaning blood off of his face, Time Turner responded, "Tartarus froze over..."

Octavia trembled, "Everypony.....die...die...we all...die..."

Shining Armor sighed and his horn ceased glowing. "Well," he said defeated, "I'm afraid I can't just, you know, warp us all into the throne room. That's way to much risk. And you say outside is even worse? I guess the Royal Guard finally fell? i don't know. We can either go through Tartarus to reach the throne room and somehow sneak in, or just teleport in, risking detection..."

Octavia was terrified by this idea, "Oh, no, please. N-not out there again..." For once, Trixie agreed with her.

"Well, Shinin'. How bad is she? Poor Luna and Celestia..." remorsed Applejack.

"None of us have any clue. We barricaded the room at the first sign of possession some many months ago. I don't know. The sense of time seems all a waste now in this Tartarus."

Applejack sighed and bent her head down thinking. Finally, she came to a conclusion. She decided the group's best bet was to be teleported inside the throne room. Shining Armor, weak but still able to do magic, gathered the group in a circle and encased everypony in a magical sphere. When it faded away, Applejack turned to realize they were inside the throne room and were not detected. Everypony however heard a monstrous sort of slobbering coming from the corner. They all hid behind a large pillar and eyed the source of the noise. Octavia broke the silence by gasping.

There, was a Deadite Celestia. Her skin was flaky and lined with black pulsating marks. Her eyes encased in a yellow-white veil. Her once beautiful make was now in shambles, spread all over her face. Her entire mouth area was stained in blood and she had teeth to prove it. She was also gluttonous, from the meal in front of her. On the floor in front of her was Luna, who remained on the floor not possessed but being eaten by Celestia. Her entire belly was slashed open and Celestia was eating hooffulls of gore from it. Moonlight from the permanently night sky shined onto Luna's body from a hole in the ceiling.Celestia, or what was Celestia, heard Octavia's gasp and slowly twisted her neck behind her, snarling. They were all forzen in fear, until Celestia turned back onto Luna and ate away at her, seeming to not hear them. The group turned back, facing away, and sighed with relief.

That peace was brief, since Celestia suddenly appeared behind the pillar and smashed it down, forcing the ponies to run away from it. They were face to face with a horrid Deadite Celestia, who roared and bellowed at them. She eyed Octavia, irritated from her breaking her long peace. Celestia lunged her front claws out to her, piercing through Octavia's stomach. With a final cry from Octavia, Celestia easily ripped her in half and slurped out he insides, dropping the torn dry carcass in front of the others. Trixie couldn't help but mumble, "Hmph... Good riddance..."

Applejack called out for Shining Armor, but when she turned to face him, she realized he was not with them. Spike trembled, "I-I never thought we'd die like this....Murdered by our own savior..."

They all took one step back from Celestia who slowly but surly inched closer and closer.

"By now...I'd welcome Death as a friend..." confessed Time Turner.

Applejack closed her eyes and lowered her head, "Ah'm sorry...For everypony who's now dead or soon to be dead... Ah brought this onto ALL of y'all...Ah think...ah think it's best just to...give up..."

They were now backed into a corner and Celestia loomed over them, claws held high, roaring and slobbering onto their faces. Until a distant, "OVER HERE! YOU BITCH!" was heard. Everypony including Celestia turned their heads to see Shining Armor, limping near an opened door heading down a staircase. Upon further inspection, Applejack realized half of Shining Armor resembled a Deadite, clearly struggling to maintain control over himself. He called out again, "It's ME you want, right?! Oh, now I can tell you how much I FUCKING HATED being your oh so loyal servant! You damn bitch!" Unable to speak, Celestia just roared at him and turned to face him. "That's right!" he called out again, "What's the matter you fat ugly freak? Come on and take on me! You know *I* am a bigger target than those four COMBINED! Come on!" and added with a whisper, "P-please end my misery..."

Having enough, the Deadite Celestia raced over to Shining Armor who jumped out of her way causing her to slam into the wall behind him. Before sealing the chamber doors, he called out to the group, "Please fix all of this..."

Silence fell into the room as they could hear Celestia chasing Shining Armor down the stairs and eventually hear her tearing him apart. Applejack looked at Luna lying on the floor and motioned to the others to follow her. They all made it to her body and pointed all of their weapons, expecting another Deadite. However, all they saw was Luna, just Luna. And she was breathing.

"L-luna?!" cried Spike, "H-how are you still..alive...?" Luna sighed, clearly in agony for so long, "The moonlight tht shines on my wounds above, a sick and cruel fate those demons have placed on me. Oh, for so long I have laid here... Praying, somepony would stop this...Discord, he, he went back...Back to destroy the Necronomicon. Yes, I know what caused this. But see, Discord, he-he....that was 5 months ago...I fear he has fallen..."

Trixie was the first to speak, "Well, today's your lucky day. We've come looking for the same exact thing! Send us back and we'll destroy that Necro-whatever!" Applejack bumped her in the shoulder, "Um, yeah. What Trixie said ah guess. Just, rest now Princess. Ah promise we'll stop all of this from hapenin'!"

Luna smiled, "Then, wit the last of my efforts, I will send you back. You will appear in a grave, the resting place of the Neronomicon. Applejack, it must be you who lifts the book from its sleep. Nopony else. And, if you see Discord...become, well...Just, end his misery..."

"Of...of course Princess..." everypony agreed. Luna closed her eyes and with one final tortured movement encased the group in a bright light.

Applejack, Spike, Time Turner, and Trixie woke with a jolt and a yelp. Time Turner was the first to get up from the ground and look around. They were all in some sort of primitive makeshift graveyard, with tombstones behold. It was like a gothic painting, with twisted dead trees, arching gargoyles, and spiked black fences. The rest of the group got up, starting with Applejack.

"Well, Ah suppose the spell worked..." she said. She looked around, disturbed by the eerie fog coated over the graves and turned her head freezing in shock. She hoisted Spike towards her and motioned him to look ahead. Spike did so and froze in a fixed stare.

"What are you fools doing?!" demanded Trixie. She pushed them aside and looked for what kept them staring. That is when she saw a sight to behold. On top of a cluster of tombstones on a massive coffin crowded by gargoyles and other forms of unorthodox decor, was the Necronomcicon Ex Mortes. The hideous book of evil, bound in flesh, inked by blood, a demonic face with exposed jagged fangs as a cover. Once everypony took its notice, the air grew still and an unnatural silence fell onto the cemetery. Applejack was the first to move towards it, and the others followed suit, eager to destroy the cursed book and free the future from the apocalypse. Once Applejack stood over the coffin however, she was met with a perplexed disappointing and angry glare.

"W-wait a minute... Nopony said ANYTHIN' bout THREE BOOKS! Ah mean... What am ah supposed to do? Do ah take ONE BOOk or ALL BOOKS, or what...?"

And yes, there were three Necronomicons sitting on the coffin. Spike was the first to speak, "W-well, I guess only one of them could be the real book, right? Uh, here. Let's try this one first!"

He reached for one of the books and opened it. Inside was a gaping hole and it began to suck Spike into the book. He screamed as he somehow squeezed down the book's hole like a vacuum. Applejack reached for his tail and bit onto it, calling for the others to help her. Tim Turner seized Applejack and Trixie used her magic to pull them back while Applejack heaved trying to pull Spike out of the book. They managed to get him free from the vortex and he was sent flying back, hitting a tree and falling to the ground. He got up and found his face had stretched beyond belief. This was fixed by him spinning around while grabbing onto his elongated chin.

"Well, at least we know it isn't THAT ONE!" he called. A little shaken, but otherwise unhurt.

Applejack looked over at the second Necronomicon. She reached for it but was bitten by the book cover itself. She cried in pain and starting smashing the book on the coffin, prying it loose. The book released itself and giggled while it flew in the air attacking the ponies one by one, gnawing at then with hideous teeth. Applejack became fed up, pulled her shotgun out, and blew it to smithereens.

Trixie looked over to the last book, fixing her mane. Her eyes lit up, "This....This is it...."

Almost in a trance and with a barley inaudible chuckle, she inched towards the book. She lifted it up into the air with her magic, while the low chuckle erupted into a maniacal laugh. Applejack stepped forward with a furious look on her face. She muttered, "Don't tell me...

"Ya just came for that damn book?!" she yelled and lunged at Trixie. Trixie spun around and grabbed her in a magical grip. Only her magic's aura was different. It was of a sickly black. She lifted Applejack into the air while the others were too terrified to act. Trixie stared deep into Applejack's eyes, shaking with repressed laughter. Applejack could only watch in horror as Trixie's eyes flooded yellow with evil, the Evil Dead. Her skin broke and cracked, turning a ghastly discolored blue-white. Her mane turned spiked, frilled, and grey. Fangs grew out of her mouth and her tongue flicked in and out like a serpent. She threw Applejack back far deep into the fog laughing.

"I may be bad...but I feel so....good." Trixie lifted the Necronomicon into the air and levitated. She chanted unknown words and phrases while the rest of the group ran to Applejack. She got up from the floor with a struggle, heard Trixie's laughter, and said to the group, "We need ta leave...now!"

Their escape was halted by the shock of every tombstone erupting from the ground releasing a ghastly red mist into the air while screeches of the Army of Darkness were heard from below. Trixie's warped voice called from every angle, assuring them there was no place to hide. The group turned and sprinted away while around them graved were bursting and out from cracking floors reached skeleton claws. Applejack and Spike leaped over the claws but Time Turner was not as lucky. An arm latched onto his heel and brought him face first to the ground. There, skeleton arms covered him and beat him senseless. He was crying for help but the noises were hard to make out as bony arms reached into his mouth and clawed his insides. Applejack called out for him and reached down to help him only to be fended back by more arms from the ground as the entire area soon went to Hell.

Demonic hands reached around his skull and bony fingers thrust themselves into his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.His legs were pulled with such force that they snapped clean off and the fingers in his skull all quickly fired out, tearing it apart. Dozens of more hands jabbed his now lifeless body in all directions, cutting into them like spears leaving behind a bloody and pulpy mess.

Terrified and hopeless, Applejack and Spike turned and ran once more stopping at the entrance to the graveyard's church, where a voice boomed out of it.

"Oy! What the devil is going on?!" called the voice. Out of the church came an elderly stallion, a priest, clothed in medieval clergy robes. He saw Applejack and Spike and ran to them. "Kind strangers, doth thou know of this evil?!" he cried.

"Ya got no idea..." motioned Applejack, "There any way ya can help us, with yer divine rights?". By now, Applejack was just out of ideas and was desperate for help. Spike thought it was a good idea as well. The frail priest said he would try and against Applejack's wishes and stepped forward in front of the dark fog. He scanned the darkened area with keen aged eyes and saw a sight to behold. An army of skeletons and zombified ponies marching towards the group hollering shouts of older times. The priest let out a war cry, throwing off his robe, and charged into the fog. Applejack and Spike followed suit.

"GET SOME! FOUL BEASTS OF TARTARUS!" he cried out, against Applejack's perception, was not a frail old stallion or at least did not fight like one. He was spinning around shooting out kicks as high as his own head, knocking off the heads of any Deadites that was in his way. He punched and kicked with tremendous speed and force, handling swarms of skeletons single hooved while Applejack and Spike stood back dumb founded. He looked around for a shovel, lifted it with magic, and swung it around brutally maiming all in his path. By now he was soaked in blood, a wise decision it was to take off his beloved cloak. There were no Deadites left save for one zombie. It lunged at him while the priest charged, swung the shovel up, and decapitating the brute sending its head flying up in the air. He took this sudden peace and quiet to exhale and wipe the blood and bile from his face.

"I kick plot for the Lord!" he cried laughing and help the shovel up in victory. Applejack cheered and shouted compliments at the priest, whose looks were deceiving.

All this celebration was cut short when the zombie's head fell down onto the priest's neck and started to tear it apart. The priest ran around screaming as he couldn't pry the head off. Applejack called out to him and ran to his help but no matter how hard she bucked it, the head did not come loose as blood and tissue was oozing from the priest's neck. Knowing there was only one solution, the weak and dying stallion ran at full speed to one of the spiked railways and impaled the head on it, the spike going through his own neck as well. He was dead instantly.

Unaware of Trixie's whereabouts, Applejack and Spike, shaken from these events, ran off into the woods, now coated by fog in the dead of night.

"Great. This is all happenin' again..." she muttered, wiping more blood from her red-stained face. Their run reduced to a brisk trot, Applejack took the time to observe her surroundings. The woods were dead, the trees were gnawed and twisted, the win howling. Wait, that wasn't the wind. Stopping in true fear, Applejack spun around in all directions looking for what she dreaded. Spike, confused, looked around as well.

From afar, something too familiar was lurking. Taking Applejack's panic frenzy as a cue to attack, the MedEVIL lunged out and rushed to the group with a howl. Applejack felt's its all too familiar presence and ran off, Spike following close behind. The Evil twisted and crawled through the woods in a frenzied pursuit, hollering for Applejack, not knowing that years off into the future they would be all too acquainted.

Desperate, Applejack looked for shelter. She spotted a wooden windmill, cried, "THERE!" and motioned Spike to run towards it. They made it and slammed the door shut on the Evil outside, barricading all opening as best as possible. The Evil caused the entire windmill to shake with its desperate attempts to break in, but after a few minutes, it gave up and retreated.

Applejack sighed with relief and fortified the windmill. She looked around. It was a run down wooden shack with plenty of pots, pans, and other primitive utensils hanging around. A large rusty saw was resting on a woodcutting table over in the corner of the windmill, presumably for cutting up logs. The two decided to try to get some well deserved rest. Spike fell asleep instantly, snoring loudly, while Applejack was restless. She couldn't take the tension anymore and got up from the floor looking around the room again. Then, she saw a large mirror off to the side, her reflection perfectly visible. In the mirror, it appeared as if she was grinning. Applejack, remembering her last encounter with mirrors, trotted to to it and smashed it with her metal hoof, sending large broken pieces of glass on the floor.

The sound somehow did not stir Spike as Applejack strode to the broken pieces of mirror on the floor. Each piece showed a full reflection of Applejack. Confused by this possibility, Applejack squinted her eyes and looked closer. To her surprise, each of her tiny reflections started giggling and sprung out of the glass, now living entities, and ran off. Applejack rubbed her eyes, convinced she was just sleep deprived, and closed her eyes on the floor once more.

The little clones ran to a primitive fork on the ground, hoisted it up, and squeaked a battle cry charging it at Applejack's rear. Applejack jolted up from the floor in pain, hitting her head on a wooden beam. The clones exclaimed, "FIRE!" as they went to Spike's firearm lying on the floor and fired it in the air. Spike woke and asked what was going on. Applejack however was focused on the little devils, lifting the fork up in her mouth and targeting one of them. She angrily threw it at one of them, sending it flying back pinned into the wall, blood oozing from the fork's ends.

Seeking vengeance, the other clones, lifted a broomstick and used it to trip Applejack, who fell down and smacked her face on a metal pipe and tumbling down onto the floor. Spike stood perplexed and went to Applejack's aid, stepping on any clone he could find. Applejack, lying on her back, let out a pain-induced groan, where one of the clones took it as a perfect opportunity and jumped into her mouth. Applejack sprung upright, trying to make herself vomit as the clone crawled down her throat, but nothing worked. She screamed in agony as the clone ran rampant through her innards, bucking and kicking the walls of her stomach. Spike found a pot of water, blew fire on it to make it boil, and forced the scalding fluid down Applejack's throat. As painful as it was, it seemed to kill the clone and the pain stopped.

"Well. That seemed to work..." commented Spike.

"Y-yeah. But, I-I..." Applejack couldn't finish the sentence as an unbearable pain came from her stomach and spread to her shoulder. She turned her head and groaned while Spike screamed and pointed.

An eyeball was growing from her shoulder.

Applejack lost control over the legs on the right side of her body as the eyeball grew into a fleshy head. The head quickly became more and more developed, and Spike could only stare in puzzlement as he realized another Applejack was growing. The other Applejack head had control over those left legs and proceeded to punch Applejack with her metal hoof laughing hysterically. Applejack, officially fed up, threw her hoof into the other Applejack head, knocking it back and sending it off of her shoulder. It grew into a fully developed exact clone of herself, only with a twisted and maniac expression. Applejack stared ahead into the clone, like looking into a mirror.

"Wh-what are ya...? Are ya...me...?"

The clone laughed and gestured to herself with an overblown melodramatic flair, "I'm BAD Applejack! And YOU'RE GOOD Applejack! HA HA!" and pranced around Applejack in a circle sending quick and painful jabs every few seconds laughing.

"LITTLE GOODIE TWO HOOVES! LITTLE GOODIE TWO HOOVES! LITTLE GOODIE TWO HOOVES! LITTLE GOODIE TWO HOOVES! LITTLE GOODIE TWO HOOVES!"

She was about to repeat the line once more until Applejack silenced her by pulling her shotgun from her harness and blew her head clean off. The body stumbled around, a fountain of blood bursting from its neck stub until the life slowly drained away and the clone collapsed dead in the red puddle.

"Good? Bad?" Applejack shrugged, "Ah'm the mare with the gun."

"APPLEJACK! Wh-what was that?" Spike called out running to her.

"That? It's ah corpse now. Come on. Let's get some shut-eye. Ah've had it with all this." She and Spike went to the opposite side of the windmill, away from the dead bodies, and fell asleep.

Some time in the day, Applejack and Spike were woken by the blaring of trumpets. Spike went to the window and peered through the cracks of wooden planks barricading it.

"It's some ponies!" he cried, "Knights and I think some villagers. But, uh, what do you think they're doing here...?"

"Ah reckon Trixie's up to this... Look, they got chains and 2 wooden stocks! They ain't comin' for peace..."

"Well, should we fight back?"

"What are ya? Crazy?! They'll kill us! Let's just...see what they want..."

And so Applejack and Spike waiting in front of the windmill's door waiting for their 'guests'. With a boom of trumpets, a voice called out for them.

"Prisoners of the evil that layeth outside! Come forth now! For mayhap a file has been plaguing our lands and you are to blame!"

Confused by that last sentence, Applejack called out, "By who?!"

"Aye. A fair maiden, of a bluish hue with with a man more silver than the mountains of Macintosh! Prithee, wherefore is this useful?"

Applejack turned away to Spike, "Damn..."

"Well Applejack, we can just, you know, let's play along with whatever notions these I guess knights say. Maybe they'll lead us to Trixie!"

Applejack sighed and nodded. The two called out to their apprehensiveness they would come unarmed. However Applejack grabbed her shotgun and locked it in her harness, assuming they'd think it was a stick. Spike and her tore the wooden planks barricading the door and stepped out. Out of the windmill was in fact a small militia of knights wearing war torn armor. Some carried with them flags showing their clan. One stallion in particular stood out, and Applejack assumed this was their leader. As they stepped out, the stallion ordered, "Chain them.

Spike and Applejack stopped. Applejack lifted her metallic hoof to her shotgun ready, "Oh, ya can't do this! We're unarmed!"

"Nay selfless hag. We doth not treat your kind with chivalry!" the leader cried.One of the knights went to Spike and knocked him to the ground with the butt of a sword. More came and put chains on both of his ankles. They then grabbed a stock and put his head and both hands through it, locking the stock on him, and forced him to stand. He had to hunch over due to the uncomfortable stock. While this was happening, Applejack whipped out her shotgun, balancing it on her metallic hoof, and before she could even fire, this action was caught by a knight and he stepped forth and slammed the hoof with the dull edge of his blade, detaching it from Applejack's stump. She fell to the ground ans so was chained up like Spike, placing a modified stock on her so she could still be able to shamble along.

For what felt like hours the knights marched a bewildered Spike and Applejack. None of the knights spoke and neither Applejack nor Spike knew why they were being imprisoned. Eventually, the knights rode into a castle, dragging their prisoners ahead to the market grounds, where tens of villagers cursed at Applejack and Spike and threw diminishing garbage at them. They stopped at a huge pit, Applejack and Spike standing in front of it. Their chains were unlocked as they stood facing the gaping hole. Spike glazed down into the pit, seeing nothing but darkness. He trembled and looked to Applejack, who viewed him with a sort of "I'll figure something out" expression. From around them, villagers shouted curses.

The leader of the knights stood in front of Applejack and Spike, "You who stand hereon this dreadful morrow! Perceived we had, vital testimonies and witnesses of these who practice in witchcraft, fallen into the graveyard!The killing of a priest! And be worst of all, STEALING THE NECRONOMICON!

"WITCHES!"

"THEY FELL FROM THE SKY!"

"THEY PRACTICE BLASPHEMY!"

Now Applejack protested, "Wait wait wait, ya don't even know where we're from! You said ah, ah blue mare said this?! SHE was the thief of the Necro-whatever! SHE resurrected the dead! We saw! She ain't normal no more! Ya gotta believe us!"

"Y-yeah! We came from, FROM THE FUTURE!" Spike pointed up, "We need to fix everything that goes wrong! The REAL enemy of this mare, Trixie!"

Knights all around them were covering their ears. Their leader cried, "AHH! I've HAD IT with this blasphemy! You shall not have a fair trial as you have done wrong and treason to our sacred lands in bring forth EVIL! You shall meet your doom in The Pit hither.Fare-thee-well and may the Heavens above do justice to your corrupted souls. THROW THESE BEASTS IN!"

Applejack groaned and panicked. Shaking with fear, she lunged to one of the knights and pushed him into the pit. Everyone stopped in a hushed silence as they loomed over the pit. Applejack and Spike watched, wanting to know what was ahead of them. Silence. It was broken by sudden cries in pure agony from below in the pit and faint roaring. The knights stood back as a sudden literal fountain of blood burst out of the Pit. Villagers looked away in disgust and once the blood stopped, more silence, which was broken by a, "SEND THEM IN!" by one of the knights. Spike was screaming and crying while Applejack sighed to herself and shook with apprehension as they were hoisted by two stallions and thrown into the deep Hells of The Pit.

"APPLEJACK!"

"Yes Spike?!"

"A-are we...dead...?"

Applejack stood up. The Pit was up to her knees in water and a heavy fog encased the entire room. Skeletons and ripped shreds of ponies littered the entire room. "Not yet..."

Spike and her looked around, soaked in water, gasping, shaking. Behind them was a chain leading up The Pit for who-knows-what. Applejack lifted her right hoof only to realize it was just a stump now. They were left utterly defenseless for whatever lurked in the shadows. From behind them, a decomposing lion paw and griffin claw rose from the water and a familiar moan echoed the cavern. Applejack and Spike turned to see this, cowering with fear. Spring out of the water with tremendous force screeching, was Discord, a Deadite Discord with monstrous fangs, rotting flesh, and soulless pasty white eyes..

Applejack screamed and limped away, dragging Spike with her. He muttered, "S-so, t-THIS is what...happened to him...". Discord roared like a banshee and dropped into the water, slithering around like a serpent. Silence fell once more. Applejack and Spike stood back to back. Minutes passed, and the sense of apprehension did not cease. Cackling echoed around the cavern. A warped voice called out to them.

"Oh how cute! The two fighters think they can challenge me! The Element of CHAOS! AH-HA-HA-HA!"

Applejack shouted that Discord was no longer there with the living and that what spoke was a pitiful devil.

"That's not very nice...Applejack...You know, once you succumb, oh the power feels....goooood.....Here...let me help..."\

Sudden darts and sounds of rushing came from around the cavern. Spike tried to breathe fire but the dampness of the room would not allow him to. Discord sprung up and punched Applejack in the face cackling hysterically. She went flying across the cavern and slammed into a stalagmite, falling to the floor dazed and unable to stand, floating in the water.

"APPLEJACK!" cried Spike. He turned to face the monstrous and twisted Discord, who was now foaming of the mouth and blood leaking from his massive pulsating eyes, and continued trying to spark a flame. Discord hissed and flew at him reaching out with his demonic gnawed claws. Spike finally succeeded and doused Discord in flames mid-air. He twitched with agony as Spike broke a stalactite from the ceiling and beat him with it, trying his best to keep him above the water.This worked until it crumbled from excessive force and Discord dropped into the water. A steaming hissing came from the water and smoke rose out of where he fell.

Spike took this as an opportunity to wade towards Applejack to try to help her up. "Reach for my hand!" he cried. Applejack looked up and placed her hoof in his hand with a smile. That smile immediately faded away when she looked up and, with a squishing and distasteful noise, a rotting skeleton-exposed burnt claw burst through the back of Spike's head and out of his mouth. Spike let out a final groan as he collapsed, immediately dead, liquefied and crushed brain and skull oozing out of the gaping hole in his head while chunks of brain were splattered over Applejack eyes.

She cried and hurriedly wiped away the gore. In front of her was a severely burnt and scarred Discord, cackling with some sort of off-beat rhythm. He was mostly skeleton now, hardly able to even support himself.His eyes drooped from his sockets, hanging only by twisted nerves. This horrid display was interrupted by sudden hollering and cries coming from above, in the castle. Applejack looked up and saw that the skies were coated in a black fog. Looking closer, she saw what she feared, the castle was under a massive Deadite attack. Winged beasts, marching skeletons, and hideous zombies were ripping every living thing apart, some bodies landing in The Pit with Applejack. Panic-struck, she cowered and tried to run away from the pulsating burnt yet somehow living Discord. By the time she made it across the room, she hard a clang fall into The Pit, somewhere near her. She waded to it and saw it was the guard who confiscated her hoof and shotgun. She latched her hoof over her stump once more, secured her shotgun in her harness, and, eyeing the knight's sword, made a small modification to her metal hoof, now a bladed hoof. Now armed, she turned to face Discord. He loomed over her growling, and lunged with unseen speed and force.

BAM! With one blast his arm was torn from his body. Black pus burst out and he flung to the side. Steaming with rage, he swan underneath Applejack and pulled her down into the water. Suffocating, Applejack tried as hard as she could to break free, but all attempts failed. She lifted her bladed hoof into the air and cut down, slicing Discord's grip from her. Swimming up out of the water and gasping for air, she saw Discord whip his tail around her throat, cackling with joy. The bone cut into Applejack's neck skin and her face swelled with lack of oxygen. She thrust her sword onto Discord's tail, slicing it off and relieving the grip on her neck. Reduced to his knees, Discord looked up and shouted at her in a deep echoing warped voice, "YOU WILL NEVER DESTROY THE NECRONIMICON! NEVER!"

Applejack shrugged and pointed, "Hey, ya got a lil' somethin' on yer face"

And shortly after blew Discord's brains out with her gun, blowing the smoke off of it with a smug and pleased expression. However, she could not resist feeling pity for Discord and could only imagine what tortures he must have endured.

This little moment ceased when Applejack heard Trixie's booming, beckoning, and disembodied voice, "Muahahahahaha. Well done Applejack. But you know, he's right. As long as *I* hold the supreme power of the Necronomicon, your precious little world with all these sunny rainbows and smiles will be replaced by my vision of Tartarus on Equestria...But, I'm lonely without you. All of this, conquering and killing I've done while you've been off playing Medieval Times..."

"Ahh. Ah see how this is. First ya want ta kill me, but now ya want ta kiss me...Ah don't know what the fuck yer planning Trixie, but I'll stop ya. Oh, ah will! To save Equestria, to save...my friends..."

Trixie's voice chucked, "Ah ha. Then, I'll be waiting for you. You know, at the place where all of this madness started, the Everfree Forest..." and her voice slowly faded out with a maniacal laugh. Up above The Pit, there were no more cries of torture, so Applejack took it as a sign to plan an escape. She looked around until she saw the chains leading up to the top of The Pit, used now she realized to open and close it. Grabbing one of Discord's bone laws, she used it as sort of a grappling hook to climb up the chains and drag herself out of The Pit. The castle's grounds were completely deserted, nothing but ruins. Blood ran through the streets and only disembodied parts of ponies remained. Applejack wondered how could this had possibly happened in the little less than one hour she had been down there. Shrugging it off, Applejack set out of the ruins of Canterlot and trudged onward to the Everfree Forest...

After who knows how long walking, Applejack was relieved to see she made it to the Medieval Everfree, which had much much less trees than it would later on. A dark cloud covered most of it, one of a dark red hue. Applejack took this opportunity to gain some well deserved rest. She lied down on the floor and shut her eyes.

Her little peace was cut short by a sharp kick at her stomach. She opened her eyes and gasped, looking up to see the leader of the knights from earlier with 4 others.

"Wench!" he cried, "Stand!"

Applejack stood up and faced him, enraged. He asked her what she was doing here.

"Havin' ah better chance than you for survivin'. Now get back if you want to keep your life." she replied and lifted her sword.

"How dare you talk to your greater like this! I am Sir Fredric, lord of Canterlot and leader of the free people!"

"Look buster. Ya ain't leadin' but two thing here. Jack and Shit, and Jack left town so ah reckon that narrows it down a bit."

Angry, Sir Fredric bucked Applejack once more. Applejack took the blow and spat on him.

"You slimy hag! For that arrogance, I'll have your head for that!" he cried as he lifted his rapier and ordered his knights to surround Applejack. Applejack sighed and blew the rapier from his hands with her shotgun. Paralyzed with amazement and fear, the knights backed down.

"Yeah..." Applejack said smugly. She trotted around in a circle, glaring at every knight, "ALRIGHT ya primitive screwheads! LISTEN UP!" she lifted her shotgun up, "YA SEE THIS?! THIS...IS MAH BOOMSTICK!! A 12 gauge double barrel Remmington! This gun's got a walnut stock, cobalt blue steel, and a handy dandy trigger.Ah found it in a quick haste just lying around and it's been my worthy companion ever since in this rotting Tartarus AH have been forced ta LIVE THROUGH! Ya think yer doin' justice tryin' ta kill me?! Yer only dooming YERSELF! YA GOT THAT?! Now ah swear, the next one of you little FUCKS Even TOUCHES me, and ah'll BLOW YA TO A NEW TARTARUS!"

The knights backed off, speechless from her raw speech and mysterious weapon. Applejack continued, "Good, good. Now, how about we work together, 'cause if ya didn't notice, things aren't goin' all sweet and dandy."

Fredric was not amused however, "Are ALL mares from the future this loud-mouthed and brash?"

"Nope," replied Applejack, "Just me filly, just me."

Fredric nodded, "Alright. What be your plan?"

"Look, the Necronomicon, it's IN THERE! In the forest! And the one behind it, we can stop her...Let's join up, ya know?"

Fredric reluctantly agreed. He and his knights followed behind Applejack into the dark forest. The deeper they got in, the more lifeless everything was. The red and black swirling vortex of a sky was unseen in the gnawed rotten canopies of the monstrous trees within. A howling was heard in the background that would never go away and only seem to get louder. While walking, Applejack reached in her harness for more shotgun shells and was mortified to realize this was all she had left.

A familiar feeling rushed over Applejack. She stopped the knights and waited, looking around the dark forest. Something was lurking. Deep in the shadows. Sweat formed on Applejack's forehead, while Fredric asked what was wrong. From behind them, the Evil rushed out from the woods, making the wind around it howl. Applejack spun around just as the Evil rushed into one of Fredric's knights. He turned to face Applejack, his face twisting and bending. His skin dissolving and oozing pus and bile. His mouth stretched and barred gritted jagged teeth. Spikes burst from his back and his hooves morphed into vicious claws. He leaped screeching onto one of the other knights and started tearing his flesh out. Digging his claws into the victim's stomach, he tore the ribcage and every organ contained in it out with ease. The knight's final image was this monster looming over him, holding this large cage of organs, blood, and literal guts before dying of blood loss from his detached heart. The Deadite opened his mouth and lashed a long tongue into the ribcage, sucking all the blood like a mosquito.

Fredric stood in horror while his other 2 knights ran off into the woods screaming. Applejack ran up to the Deadite and sliced his tongue off with her sword. The Deadite rose, angry, and tackled Applejack to the ground. Directly over her was the Deadite, dripping blood all over her face. He opened his mouth ans lowly his jaw began to stretch out to reach her face. She tried to reach for her Boomstick, but the beast pinned her down. Fredric picked the unknown weapon up and pointed it at the Deadite, expecting it to magically fire. Applejack in a fearful frenzy yelled at him to actually help, so Fredric lifted the gun in the air and brought it down on the back of the Deadite's skull, crushing it and forcing it to land directly onto Applejack's face. Applejack groaned in disgust as she threw the bloody pulp off, got up, snatched her trusty gun back, and wiped the bile from her face.

"Where are my valiant stallions now?!" cried Fredric. Applejack and him looked around the forest, and suddenly heard screams in agony. They turned to face the direction of the noise and saw in the distance entire trees shaking and moving. The screams got louder and louder, cries of agony, and then, as fast as they started, they ceased. Turning away from the trees and looking into the distance, Applejack merely said, "Oh, ah wouldn't worry 'bout them anymore..."

They kept following the path, the feeling of fear, omnipotent fear, only growing. Applejack took this as a sign that they were getting closer. When it was possible to see the dark and moody sky, Applejack used it as a guide; she was trying to reach the center of the vortex. Eventually she and Fredric made it to a clearing. Applejack lit up realizing here was the center of the swirling dark and ominous vortex up above. However, as she cast her eyes down from the sky, she stepped back in shock, seeing that the apex of it all, was the cabin, now looking brand new and rot run down as it would have been so many generations later.

She advised Fredric to stay close to her while she held her sword hoof high, not knowing what would come. They inched their way to the cabin's door, where Applejack suddenly heard Trixie's distant disembodied. cackle. Slowly, Applejack opened the cabin door with a long and loud creak, sweat forming on her face, nervous in anticipation. She peered inside and saw, nothing. Just the interior of a cabin.

"Fare not maiden. I shall take the lead", Fredric was bursting with overconfidence. He strode into the cabin and called out for Trixie, declaring she and her evil forces were no match for his might. No reply, just silence. Applejack facehooved, knowing this arrogance would lead to nowhere well. He called again, "WHEREFORE DOTH THOU COWER! HAG! WENCH! I'LL SMI-"

He never got to finish that sentence as the entire cabin shook, groaned, and trembled. Fredric looked at his hooves with disbelief. Around him in a circle wooden planks rose like jagged rows of teeth. The floor under him cracked away and a hole was sucking him down into the depth. He had no choice but to grab onto the edge of the hole, but the wooden teeth only cut into his legs. Applejack watched wide-eyed until she got a grip over herself and headed to Fredric, arm raised, ready to slice. However, in one instant, the floor around Fredric rose and encased him, like a fly trap devouring a fly. He lost his grip and was plunged into the darkness. Then, in an instant, the floor returned to its unaltered state.

It was then that Trixie started to speak, "Ah ha. Applejack... Isn't this where all of this madness started? Welcome back! And I would say the cabin missed you, but it'll be some hundreds of years until you really come together..."

Applejack was screaming into the air, cursing Trixie. She stumbled around the cabin, looking for the source of the voice, which only seemed to change direction.

"Fluttershy was the first to go, huh? Why is that? I would have expected my rival Twilight to be, you know, a little smarter than to read such a fearsome and evil book she clearly knew SOMETHING about. Oh, she's too gullible sometimes..."

"Ya.....ya better stop...This is bad territory ya'll are headin' into. Ah'll find ya....And ah'll send you back to Tartarus!" Applejack swung at the furniture in rage with her sword. Trixie was striking where it hurt most, the cold, bitter truth.

"Funny thing is, Fluttershy tried to warn you all, huh? And, didn't you...didn't you, believe her, Applejack. Oh, everypony is dead because of you! How does this make you feel? Like fucking scum? Does it frighten you, Applejack? Just to know, everypony is in Tartarus, tortured and deprived, because of you..."

At this, Applejack lost control and kicked multiple holes in the walls of the cabin crying with fury. Omnipresent, Trixie watched with joy, and decided enough was enough. Applejack heard a clap of hooves echo through the cabin as, where the ground ate Fredric up, stairs formed, heading deep into the ground, beyond the cabin. The long winding constricted passage was lit only by red candles and an overall feeling of dread and doom leaked from it. Applejack knew however that Trixie was calling for her, and saw this as the only chance where all could be avenged. With one gulp, she descended into the passage.

The stairs winded down and down in a tight spiral, and Applejack observed as she got deeper, the walls changed. First wood, then stone, then dirt, and now what appeared to be red stone. She had been trotting down the passage for over 10 minutes, the atmosphere of dread and death only growing. Ever diligent and a mare of her word, Applejack continued on.

She stopped as screams of agony grew down below and Trixie's smug cackling grew. Applejack sprinted down the remaining flights of stairs and made it to a clearing. The cavern was damp and circular, stretching only about 25 feet by 25 feet. The walls were of an indeterminable substance, one that gave off red light. Torches littered the walls, increasing the feeling of evil in this room. In the center of the cavern was Trixie, facing a pedestal where the Necronomicon laid open. In front of the Necronomicon was a mysterious dark pit bordered by what appeared to be blood-stained spikes. Behind the pit was Fredric, legs crippled and bleeding.

Being more specific, behind the pit were two poles where Fredric's broken and bleeding limbs were attached to and by piercing crude metal chains, with even more barbed wire-like material poking into the sides of his skin at all corners, being tugged in opposite directions by the two polls. His face red with agony and unbearable pain as he awaited his eventual fate. He tried to call to Applejack but his torture caused his voice to falter.

Trixie spun around from her pedestal to face Applejack. She looked nearly unrecognizable from before. Her skin was pulsating with large swollen black (Applejack supposed were) arteries and veins, pumping the evil fluids throughout her body. Her mane, or what was left of it, was grey and dead in clumps on her rotting skull. The skin on her face hung and her eyes drooped. Her fiendish eyes, which were not white and instead were piercing blue. Small darted pupils in a massive eye, one not white and instead a decomposing yellow. She was wearing a lavish black and red cloak, a ceremonial type.

"Well, well, well..." she beamed, her voice echoing off the walls of the crag, "Applejack... Oh, how nice it is to see you. Now, as you can see here, I got your precious little friend. So, over by your feet there should be some stalagmites or something. If you could just, oh, impale yourself, he gets to live and whatnot. I don't know, I just really want to fucking see you dead..." Wearing a ticked off expression, Applejack stepped closer and closer to Trixie, "Go ahead and murder that stallion. Like ah hardly knew him anywho."

"WH-WHAA?!" cried Fredric, "ART THOU MAD?! YOU-YOU CAN'T JUST LET ME DIE LIKE THIS! I-I JUST BE A KNIGHT TRYING TO DO JUSTICE!"

Applejack shrugged with indifference, "Look, ah'm the Element of Honesty so lemme be frank. Yeah, what y'all said is true, but ah don't give a flying feather 'bout you." she centered her glare on Trixie, "It's you ah want. You, who 'cause of that book, that book which has murdered mah friends, damned mah family, and gone KILLED EVERYPONY, oh, but now, NOW, ah get to reclaim it all. And Trixie, y'all are the only thing standing between that FUCKING BOOK AND MY BOOMSTICK!" She whipped out her trusty Boomstick and blasted Trixie in the chest. She went flying backwards and was not behind Fredric's pinned up body.

"Very poor attitude you got there..." smirked Trixie. She flew up to Fredric, looming behind him with her clawed hooves over his head. He was crying, "NO! DOTH THOU SEE?! BLOOD...SHE NEEDS...BLOO-" until his cries were drained out by the cries of sheer agony of Trixie clawing her hooves deep into Fredric through his back. Trixie giggled and said, "Ahh. Here we go!" as she ripped Fredric's spine and head still attached out of hos mangled body. She held his head high, letting the blood drip down onto her before throwing it into the pit below. Applejack jumped back due to the sudden eruption from the pit.

"YES! YES!" Trixie cackled, "The blood of an innocent pony....all it takes to unlock TARTARUS! Now *I* will be ruler, ruler of a new kingdom, where bodies hang from ceilings and where eternal peril and torture haunts all those who reside in it!" Applejack was covering her ears from Trixie's screaming laughter and saw true horror. The pit was a geyser of the damned. Monstrous devils rode the currents of accursed blood out of it and the air quickly felt inhabited by the darkness.

Before Applejack could even react to the carnage, Trixie flew straight towards her, pinning her to the floor. Eyes wide with anticipation, Trixie opened her mouth impossibly wide and her teeth extended to encase Applejack's entire head in. Trixie's mouth smelled of pure repulsiveness and caused Applejack to vomit in her mouth. At this, Trixie flinched back and gagged while Applejack took this opportunity to throw Trixie off of herself, load up her Boomstick, and fire at her once more, sending her all the way back and hitting the craggy wall of the cavern.

The sound of the gun's book attracted a swarm of demonic equestrians who turned to face Applejack shrieking. Before she could react 5 Candarian Devils pinned her to the ground, one pulling at every side of her while the 5th loomed over her ready to kill. However, Trixie, cringing from the gunshot, would not allow this.

"LEAVE HER! She's MY prey!" she exclaimed and cleared a path between her and Applejack with magical barriers. the demons all surrounded the see-through walls, eager to see the battle. Trixie grinned and wiped blood coming from her mouth. Applejack quickly lifted her Boomstick and pulled the trigger.

CLICK!, nothing. Trixie laughed pointing at Applejack as Applejack searched frantically for more bullets. There was only two left in her harness, and Applejack knew a shotgun was useless while its target is so far away. This only made Trixie laugh harder at Applejack's failure.

"I'mma shut that whore mouth of yers..." declared Applejack. She loaded one bullet into the shotgun and, with a grunt, she threw her Boomstick straight into Trixie's stomach. The force of the throw caused the gun to penetrate through her stomach and effectively nail her to the craggy wall. Trixie groaned and got annoyed. "Enough messing around!" she said, "Tim to die!"

"Not today..." responded Applejack. Staring down Trixie to her Boomstick still impaling her, she threw the one bullet up into the air, spun around, and bucked it zooming to the Boomstick's trigger. It hit it and, with a large blast, Trixie was blown in half. Still alive in pieces, Trixie allowed her disembodied head to float up to match Applejack. With a groan, black tentacle-like vines burst out of her neck and allowed her to stand. She yelled out and levitated her demonic claw and had it lung to Applejack. Before it could make it to her, Applejack detached the sword from her hoof, thrust it at Trixie's head, piercing her between her eyes, and threw her metal hoof up to parry the claw. It fell limp to the floor near Applejack's legs with a final groan.

Trixie's head fell onto the floor. This caused the demons around them to yell with rage. Her head started to shake, shrivel, and crack. A long monstrous black tongue came out of her mouth and swung itself out to latch onto the floor. There, it dragged something out. Something as if it had been inside Trixie's skin and was now free. Out of Trixie's mouth came an oozing pulsating pile of red flesh. Applejack looked at it with disgust while the flesh fully folded itself out. It stood higher than Applejack, grew long arms with tender long meaty claws. It's head, Applejack decided, did resemble Trixie a bit. It was heavily disfigured though and its only facial features were two bulging soulless eyeballs and a jaw that drooped longer than her entire head, with no teeth inside and only putrid saliva. It grabbed Applejack and, with a roar, swallowed her whole.

With a gross splash, Applejack landed on her back and looked around her pink, slimy, and most of all, moist prison. She tried to get up but was stuck to the fleshy floor. "I....CAN'T...MOVE..." groaned Applejack. Now her legs have become one with the flesh. Suddenly, around her, the walls began to shake as Applejack realized in horror they were closing in on her. The walls morphed to show multiple miniature Trixie faces, each one with its mouth open wide ready to swallow Applejack piece by piece. Desperate and struggling, Applejack detached her prosthetic hoof and freed her leg. She looked around frantically and saw that the sword which had impaled Trixie had now sunk into this flesh prison with Applejack. Using her free leg, she was able to push it closer to her and turn it over so she could lift it with her mouth.

Right before the flesh could encase her, she swung up, slicing it away. The entire mass of what used to be Trixie shook with pain while Applejack cut herself loose with the sword. She wadded around the hideous stomach, slashing anything and everything she could, slowly making her way up Trixie's throat to her mouth. Trixie resorted to stabbing herself with her long tender claws trying to pry at Applejack to ne prevail. Applejack climbed to the top of her neck where her head was attached and decapitated her. The bubbling pink mass fell to the floor and Applejack came sliding out of the neck hole. Applejack looked around the cavern. The demons had all fled, probably assuming the fight was over. She was now finally able to reach for the Necronomicon. She took it off of its pedestal and dropped it to the ground in front of Trixie's agony-filled meaty face.

"Yeah...Yeah, y'all like all of this, huh? Ah just wanna see your dyin' miserable face before I destroy this, this fucking book...." Applejack was cold, staring down into Trixie's sorrowful eyes. She grabbed Trixie's original disembodied claw, covered her stump as if it were a glove, and stabbed the Necronomicon in its eyes with her claws. It screeched with a fierce and painful rage and green bile suddenly burst from its penetrated wounds. The entire cavern shook from the immense power coming from the Necronomicon. Trixie tried to scream, but she had no mouth and only allowed her body to slowly decompose and deteriorate, lifting a hand up to Applejack trying to snatch her. However, this quickly became to difficult for Trixie to do and she allowed the arm to fall to the ground while she slowly and slowly melted into a steaming pile of slime. Applejack stood up and, if a final act, cast the shivering Necronomicon into the Hellish pit, where it exploded with bile and blood and knocked Applejack onto the floor.

Then, silence. Applejack looked at Trixie, who was now a rotting stain on the flooor. The red light coming from the pit ceased. Applejack sighed with relief right before being startled by a sudden rush of thousands of shadowy devils being sucked back into the pit in a swirling vortex. Applejack was nearly sucked in until she dug the claws from Trixie's hoof into the ground keeping her in place. Eventually, the vortex stopped and a sense of liberation filled the room. Applejack got up and looked into the pit. There, she could see into Tartarus, and saw all those who had fallen ever since her visit to the cabin slowly come up, freed from their eternal torment.

Applejack remained in awe as the liberated souls lifted from the Hellish shrived pit and floated upwards to the ceiling, which somehow grew and opened, letting beams of pure white light into the cavern. She didn't question this and only stood in the middle of all the white souls of all who had fallen since that dreadful cabin. Applejack buckled to her knees, knowing she was, for sure now, victorious. She lifted her tearful eyes up as she heard a familiar distant voice call her name. She looked up, nearly blinded by the light coming from Twilight Sparkle's soul, taking her physical shape.

She spoke once more, "Applejack. Oh, you did it. You freed us all from such inconceivable suffering. I-I can't express my gratitude nearly enough..."

"Tw-Twilight...I-" Her words cut off as she ran for Twilight, hugging her missed friend. Crying into Twilight's shoulder, a sudden worry came to Applejack, "A-and the future? What about that Necro-"

Twilight patted her head, "Don't worry about that Applejack. It's destroyed. Forever. You did this. The future, it's safe. But, well, you can return and see for yourself..." At these words, Applejack perked up and begged how to return.

"Here," Twilight said as she conjured a bottle of blue fluid and gave it to Applejack, "Drink this and say, "Klaatu Barada Nikto' got it? It's VERY important to rem-"

"Klahtu Verada Nitka. Ah got it."

"Um, Applejack, you sure you shouldn't pratice it or anyt-"

"AH GOT IT! AH GOT IT! Klahtu Barana Nikta. Don't worry. Ah just wanna return..."

"Well, see, just so you know, when you DO return, none of this will ever have happened..."

Applejack understood, "'Cause the book is destroyed, right? Well, that doesn't matter. Just knowin' ya, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and EVERYPONY else will be alive and well. That, that's enough for this mare." Twilight commended Applejack's honesty, reminded her of the words she must speak to return, and joined the other souls in floating up to the Heavens. Applejack, all alone in the cavern, opened the bottle with the blue fluid and quickly drunk it.

"Klahtu, barada, uh....." Applejack blanked out, "DAMN! It had a N...Uh, Nika-no. Nicke-no. Uhhhh, hmmmm. nig-of course not! Hm, well...." She sighed and looked up into the light, "KLAATU, BARADA.....N-" and finished the phrase with a forced coughing fit. Nothing happened, so Applejack assumed she failed. She sighed and lowered her head, shortly before passing out on the cavern floor, smacking her head on the craggy ground.

Applejack's eyes opened. She felt weary, as if her body hadn't been moving or quite some time. She groaned and rubbed her head. Upon contact with hooves, she opened her eyes and noticed her metallic hoof was replaced with an organic one. Shaken, she sprung upright, looking around. She was in a bed. No, she was in HER bed. In Sweet Apple Acres. Everything appeared normal, as if the Deadites were nowhere to be seen.

"Big 'sis! Ya alright?!" cried a familiar voice from outside her room. The door opened and in stepped Applebloom, woken from her sleep by her sister. A smile grew on Applejack's face as she leaped out of bed and hugged her. Tears came out of Applejack's eyes while Applebloom just accepted the sudden embrace.

"Oh Applebloom!" she cried, "Ya don't know how much ah missed you..." while Applebloom just shrugged and agreed. Applejack perked up, "Ah need to call my friends over..."

"...so ah said the words, mostly, drunk the potion, woke up, and BAM! Everythins' normal now!"

Twilight Sparkle, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, and Fluttershy all stood in awe, jaws dropped from Applejack's story. Rarity was close to fainting, Fluttershy was weirded out, Twilight was intrigued, Pinkie was amused, and Rainbow Dash was totally captivated.

"Oh! Go back to the part where Rarity ripped Twilight's guts out! That was SOOO awesome!"

"Oh please Rainbow Dash. Please, not that again. That was THE. WORST. POSSIBLE. THING!"

"Oh...my...Um, Applejack, that was a....interesting story....But what was that....with the, um, tree and I...?"

"WOO HOO! Tell it again Applejack! Oh, and nice little party we're having!"

Twilight was not amused, "Applejack, you usually don't tell such...tall tales like this. Especially one so, morbid and vivid. What is all of this?"

Applejack frowned. No one in this peaceful world would ever hear of or recall what she went through, and even less would even believe her. However, she shrugged it off and hugged her friends. She was just happy they were now alive and well."

"Waitwaitwait!" said Rainbow Dash as she broke from the hug, "Did you remember to say those words EXACTLY to get back here according to your little story? Klattu-whatever?"

"Um, well, maybeh ah didn't say EVERY lil' vowl and syllable but pretty much yes ah did! Alright! Why does it matta' anywho?"

Twilight joked around and said overly-melodramatic, "Oh, but Applejack! What if that TERRIBLE Evil comes back! Oh no! Will you save us!" while the others laughed. Applejack was not amused but kept it to herself.

All the fun and games were cut short when a dark swirling vortex appeared near the ponies and a terrible howling came from inside. The blue sky turned black as sackcloth made of hair. A monstrous Deadite pegasus sprung out of the vortex right before it closed in on itself and flew at the ponies snarling and swatting its claws. The ponies, struck with fear, all ran away. Except for Applejack. She called out back for somepony to get her spare gun, kept in the barn for emergencies. A determined and hardened look on her face, and charged at it, bucking it hard into an apple tree with her hind legs. The monster howled in pain and stood up shouting "I WILL SWALLOW YOUR SOULLL!"

Rainbow Dash came flying at high speeds to give Applejack her gun, thinking she knew what she was doing. Applejack unloaded bullet after bullet into the monster slowing edging closer and closer to it. Once close enough, she proceeded to literally beat the living Hell out of it with her gun while the rest of the ponies watched as it dawned on them that Applejack's story just turned pretty credible.

Applejack, fueled by the desire to keep things as they used to, beat the beast until it was just a cripple on ground, blood oozing out of its skull. At this time, Applejack realized. In that alternate evil filled world or even the Medieval Equestria she saved, sure, she could have been queen or something. A savior. But none of that mattered. Now, showing all of her friends what she really meant, how this was her true place, in her own regards, she was Queen. She pointed the gun at the monster's skull and blew it to smithereens, painted head to toe in red pasty blood ad dry chunks of bile and gore.

"Hail to the Queen, filly."

Intro to Part II

Legend has it, that it was written by the dark ones: NECRONOMICON EX MORTES; Roughly translated...The Book of the Dead. To trace the origin of the Book, we must go back...back...to a day when spirits ruled Equestria. When the seas ran red with blood. It was this blood that was used to ink the book. The Book of the Dead was last seen in 1300 AD. It was then that the dark spirits again rose up to battle the living. There, it lay dormant. Waiting... Now, a professor and his wife, keen scholars of the dark arts of the past, have got their hooves on it. They resided in an old cabin, somewhere in the Everfree, where they studied the demonic book in solitude...

The Professor sat alone at his desk in the cellar, transcribing pages from the Book and writing notes into it, "Kanda...Estrata...Ta-toon...Hazan sobar...Ear-Grets, Gat, ...Nos-feratos...Amantos...Kanda!". His wife sat in a rocking chair sealed in the darkness. At the sound of the this chant, she stood up, eyes bone white and blood running down her mouth as if she were drooling. The Professor heard noises upstairs and rushed up. He saw his wife, or what used to be her. In panic, he sealed the trap door shut. He was frantically writing into the book.

"It has only been a few hours since I've translated and spoke aloud the first of the demon resurrection passages from the Book of the Dead. And now, I fear that my wife has become host to a Kandarian demon. May Celestia forgive me for what I have unleashed onto this earth..."

The wife burst into the cellar screeching and the Professor screamed as she tore him to shreds, eating his insides. It was then that the devils of Tartarus were released onto Equestria.