“No! No! Don’t kill me!” A voice said. The room was dark and nothing could be seen; only the sound of a female voice shouting to be spared.

“Now why should I do that?” Another voice spoke. It sounded very childish but it had a darkening demented tone to match. “You lost the game. Now it is time to suffer the price.”

Then a light is turned on. There is a teenage girl just curled up on the ground with her head tucked into her arms. “Don’t kill me! I want to live! Just give me another chance!” the girl continues to plead to the unknown voice.

“But where is the fun in that.” The voice giggled. “And speaking of fun…” the girl starts to levitate off the ground and into the air. Her body was held in a star position.

Now the girl looked like she was in her late teen years. She looked like she belonged in college. The girl had nice lovely arms that showed she did softball for a long time.

“This little piggy went to the market.” The voice ripped off the girl’s right arm.

The girl fills the quite room with her screams of pain. Her arm was just dropped onto the ground as blood starts to drip down from her stub.

She has athletic legs from all the running she would do during her practices.

“This little piggy stayed home.” The voice tears off the girl’s right leg.

The girl continues to wail in pain as her tears are running down her face. More blood starts to drip down her stump onto the floor where her limbs are.

“Make the pain stop!” She pleads. “Make it stop.”

The voice ignores her pains. “This little piggy had roast beef.” It ripped apart her other leg clean from its sockets and causing a sickening wail to escape the girl’s lips. “WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!?”

The voice giggled like a child. “The better question is, why not?” The voice dropped the leg with the others. A pool of blood was formed underneath the girl. As she just screams.

“This little piggy had none.” The voice tears off the last arm. On that arm had a small ring on the finger next to the pinky finger.

“I JUST WANT THIS TO STOP!” The girl screams. All that is left of the girl is her head and her torso. The rest of her body parts are floating in the pool of her blood.

“Don’t worry, it will all end. Soon enough.” The girl’s head starts to twist. “And this little piggy went wee, wee, wee,” the girl’s head twisted all the way around making a sickening crack. The wailing stops. The room is dead silent except for the gleeful giggles of the voice. “All the way home! Now that was fun but now I am bored again.” The voice drops the body of the girl into the rest of the limbs. A splashed sound echoed the room.

“Now I need to find someone else. Numbers 1-6, I need you here.” The voice ordered.

The sound of hooves hitting liquid fills the room as six pony silhouettes came into the light source.

“Awe…you killed her off too quickly. I never get to play with them.” the first voice complained. “At least I can use what’s left of her for some tasty new treats.”

“Think about this number 1. That human manage to survive 20% longer than the last one. An improvement I must say.” The second pony responds smartly. Now if I can get my hooves on one I can experiment properly since the other…died shortly after meeting with me. “

“Ug…you and your experiments number 2…no wonder they put you in that hospital.” The third shadowed told number two. This voice had a southern accent whenever she spoke. “Now that human was pretty weak iffin’ y’all ask me. Next time bring someone worth my time.

“Well number five, I just want to get a hold of a human so I can get more materials to make new clothes. These humans have a nice coat I can use.” The fourth voice had a more refined tone whenever she spoke.

“Umm…number four…I don’t think that you should do that to the poor creature. I mean you did that to one of my favorite pets after it attacked you.” The fifth voice had a more motherly tone whenever she spoke as if trying to console a child. “The creature just needs a mother’s love to play with it. Then I can have it join the rest of my animals. Hopefully my pets won’t tear them apart like they did with the last ones.”

“Well I don’t think your ‘pets’ like these so called humans number six and number five, they are pretty slow if you ask me. Just like a certain somepony I know.” The last voice had a cocky attitude when she spoke.

“Are y’all sayin’ I am slower than you.” Number five angerly replied.

“Maybe I am, and maybe I’m not.”

“Care to make a wager about it.”

“Well we all know who is going to win.”

“Why you…”

“Stop this useless bickering at once.” The voice boomed. The six silhouettes stopped what they were doing and stood at attention. “Now I want you to get ready for the next challenger. Hopefully this one will last longer than the others.”

“Yes sir!” they responded in unison. The six were started to leave.

“Number one.” The first creature that spoke stopped walking. “I want you to pick the creature this time…I know you have great taste in these things and I value your expertise.” The voice told number one.

Number one smiled like a mad man would when he is getting ready to commit his first murder. “You can count on me to help! This is going to be super-duper, absolutely positively fun!” Number one starts to bounce on her merrily way.

Author's Note

Well well well...I warned you...Do you think I'm crazy? Well...the fun is about to start. Welcome to imscared