"Thunder," Twilight began, looking dead into the graveyard like we all were, "Are you sure we should be doing this?"

"Uh-huh." I replied casually. "We have 6 of the most powerful elements on Equis, a mass-murdering psychopath, a German who used to kill Russians and robots on his own, and we're being watched over by the Night Goddess. We'll be fine; just go through the gates and we can get to work." After a moment's pause, she sighed, nodded, and led the girls into the cemetery. "And feel free to steal anything that isn't nailed down. Y'know, 'cause they're dead and won't need it."

"You make a good point, Thunder." Dok said when everyone had already gone in. He was wearing a Team Captain, Medi-Mask, and Quadwrangler, making him look pretty sweet.

"Thanks." I replied. "Now remember; nothing is illegal in a haunted graveyard. Grab either Pinkie or Fluttershy, pull 'em to the side, and rape them for all I care. Just remember what we're here for: Freaks."

I found myself alone with Inferno. We were walking around several graves, and noting the names of some incredible freaks. "Dr. Noooo, Polite Spy..." Inferno was listing them all. Finally, we reached a grave that he bounded up and down at. "DEMOPAN?" he asked loudly. In front of the grave was the Demopan's signature gear; pan, Bounty Hat, Dangeresque, Too? glasses, and his Chargin' Targe. Instantly, Inferno picked them up and tried them on. However, something seemed off. I looked down at the grave, then at Inferno.

"Y'know," I began, "I, ah, I'll probably head off on my own now to go see what other graves are there. You stay here and play with Demopan's gear, yeah?"

"Yus." Inferno replied whilst putting the Bounty Hat on.

As I was walking away, if I'd have looked back, I would have seen the hand shooting out of the ground and grabbing Inferno by the neck.

I was on my own. I couldn't see any of the others over the gravestones, and I liked it; it meant I was alone. As I wandered around, I was sure I heard the muffled cries for help from the others but that was unlikely; it was just the graveyard playing tricks, right? I mean, yeah, it was haunted, but it was midnight. Sound carries through the night, and I'd hear it a lot better. Finally, I found an interesting grave. Lying on top was a Fancy Fedora and silvered Ambassador revolver.

Intrigued, I put the lights on my mechanical wings to the tombstone and read aloud.

"Here lies the terror of the night/Grasping, gasping, your throat for your life/Faust does not lie/For here lies the GentleSpy." I said. The smile grew with every word spoken. Without even contemplating the consequences, I reached a hoof down and picked up the hat. However, the moment it was raised from the dirt, the ground ripped open, and a gloved hand, yes, HAND, shot out and grabbed it.

"Take my hat and you WILL regret it." snarled a French voice. I gave a firm tug, and ripped it from his hands. And as I stepped back, the hand dissolved into a deep, blood-red mist, which swirled around out of the grave, around my new hat, and finally flew straight into my mouth. Almost instantly, I lost conciousness for a few moments, and the excruciating pain of possession took over.

Ahem. Pardon me.

G-G-Get...o-ou-out...p-p-please...

I think not. You, the grasping little pony, are to be my new host, if it isn't much of an issue. With my apologies, my friend.

The realm of pain finally ended, and I took a deep breath in as I opened my eyes. Everything seemed clearer. I smiled, and looked into my hoof. The hat was still there, so I simply placed it onto my head, and picked the Ambassador up from the floor. "Excellent." chuckled a voice that wasn't mine. "Now then, let us see about getting some camaraderie in this head." My legs suddenly began to move themselves to a nearby gravestone. On the trip, I noticed I wasn't blue any more; my fur was now sightly brown, and from what I could tell, my cutie mark had changed to that of a Fedora with revolver.

Suddenly, I stopped in front of a gravestone. It was shaped like a cross, and embedded in the ground in front of it were two Eyelanders, a Bushwacka, a Headtaker, and loads of other sharp weapons. I smiled against my will; I knew who this was without even seeing the Gravestone.

Christian Brutal Sniper.

"Now then; Christian, you're up." said GentleSpy. Almost instantly, every single weapon crowded together into one mist, as with GentleSpy.

"OK, mate." chuckled an Australian voice. I was forced to stand still as the mist performed the same action that GentleSpy had performed. It was only twice as painful, but I couldn't scream. Something stopped me, and I assumed it was GentleSpy's spirit. And after what felt like 5 minutes of non-stop agony, it ceased, and I realised I was different again.

G'day, mongrels!

Christian Brutal Sniper? How do I have two monsters in me?

How don't you? I believe your friends have monsters inside them, so why do you not have two? And besides, I couldn't simply leave Christian here to rot, no?

Thanks mate. With me on board, you're gonna be pullin' axes from nowhere and dismemberin' ponies in a little of the ol' chop-chop! And anyway, I don't have a form, so I'm pretty much gonna look like you, mate.

But of course. I can quite easily help with accuracy, and Dead Ringer and Cloak whenever I wish. So, effectively, you won't die. And since this form is rather attention arousing, I shall also be sharing your form with Christian. I hope this is no inconvenience, my friend?

Erm...OK? Will I still be me?

I may intervene when you wish for help with the ladies. Ohohohoho.

Plus, you'll be killin' enemies a lot more brutally with me around, plus you'll have an almost endless supply o' knives an' sharp things.

So I'll be better than before? How many evil spirits have I got inside me? Eyelander, you two, and Nightmare Moon...4. Let's see if I can make 5 by the end of the year.

I heard voices up ahead. I was back to normal, just with slightly darker blue fur, and a now-blue Fancy Fedora. Quickly, I cloaked myself, and snuck up behind a grave. I peeked over, and my jaw dropped. Stood in a group was the elements, and the guys, and Dok, but all...different. Doktor hadn't changed much; he simply had the miscs and hat of Dr. Noooo. It was mainly the girls that were different. Fluttershy was now slightly darker, with a red mane, red and white striped top hat, one red eye, and different coloured irises. Rarity was nearly the same, but with a more constrasting purple for her mane, and a purple team captain, while Rainbow was kind of cyborg-ish. Applejack now had no hat and a black mane, and Pinkie was now dark rose with the straight mane she had when she was in rape mode. Twilight, however, had changed so much. She had wings, smaller irises, and what looked like piss on top of a bible for a cutie mark. She also had a consistent frown as the girls and lads argued.

On the male side, however, I realised the guys hadn't fared any different. Sky now bore steel plates, and could only assume to have been mixed with Soldine. Inferno, on the other hoof, was now wearing Demopan gear, and Fire was a deeper orange, with Deus Specs and a brown slouch hat, plus a constant smirk. I think the freak was J.D Aussie. Anyway, Solar now had a fucked up face, and a hard-hat, so it was assumed he was dreaded Vagineer. Everybody was ignoring him and hid vagina talk. 'twas crazy.

Facehoofing, I moved inbetween the two groups, and uncloaked.

"Gentlemen?" I began, with the fedora brow pulled over my eyes with a hoof. Everypony else took defensive positions. "You are all incompetent cowards. Let us settle this like gentlemen!" Pinkie suddenly started up and shotgun-clicked towards me.

"I am Pinkis Cupcake." she said firmly, staring up at me. "I will eat you." Just as she raised a hoof to grab my shoulder, I instantly pulled out a kukri from an unidentified place, before lopping her hoof off. Everypony went silent. Did I do that? Sweet.

'Pinkis' looked at the stump, before moving back in line. "Excellent." I said, before turning to Twilight. She had a death glare. "How are you feeling, Miss Twilight?"

"The name's Brutalight Sparcake," she snapped back, "And I...feel...so..." Slowly, she began to giggle in a slightly hot way. "...alive." I smiled.

"Good to hear." I nodded. "So we all have creatures inside us?"

"Yes." Rarity replied. "I met a fellow named RubberFruit, and that's why I am what I am; Rarifruit."

"And then I met Coach." Applejack replied. "My name's Applepills, mighty nice t' meet y'all."

"I found a grave belonging to a guy named Scombine, and it turned me into this." Rainbow added. "Name's Rainbine: Primed, locked, loaded, and ready to go!"

"I have no idea." Dok sighed. "But now I can cure cancer! Hahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaa!"

"I met Mr. GAYPENIS." Fluttershy explained. None of us laughed at the name, it was too serious. "He came and controlled me, and if you don't stop asking questions, I'll rape your ears."

"Aye, lad." Inferno nodded. "I picked up Demopan's gear, and then he strangled me until I was dead. Now, I'm a Zombie Demopan, but my attention span decrea-STOUT SHAKO. Sorry." Inferno immediately brushed the hats away.

".reenigaV a m'I" Solar added.

"Don't care." Fire rolled his eyes in a JC Denton way. "I'm J.D Aussie, mate! Augmented bloody pony!"

"And I found a grave I forget the name of. Now I'm a Cyborg, too." Sky sighed.

"So 3 cyborgs?" I asked, tugging my hat brow. "Fine job. Now, what were you arguing over, might I ask?"

Rarifruit cleared her throat. "Well, we were discussing-"

"PILLS!" Applepills interrupted.

"No. We were discussing if we should go back to town. After all, we're mutants now, so why would nopony be terrified?"

"Have no fear, Madame." I said politely, before bowing and kissing her hoof. "I shall charm out way in. It shall be an easy task, and if I'm attacked, I have a Dead Ringer. Plus, a massive strength boost and ability to pull weapons from nowhere makes me more powerful than anything they throw. What could go wrong, my friends?" I smiled.

Everythin'.

Shut up, you.

Author's Note

To be honest, chaps, this chapter's just really to cover up what I really plan. You guys earned this for reading so far.
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Toplel, chaps.
Toplel.