Chapters Fluttershy trotted to the edge of a cliff, standing far enough away to avoid falling. She looked up at the sky. Unusually violet clouds hung low under Luna's moon. The rest of the sky was what seemed a brownish-purple. It was dreary, to say the least. But not the kind of dreary one would expect-- this was a dreary that seemed to have been born of what is known as Pony Hell itself. There was a vast assortment of stars in the sky, some a bright blue, some a dark red, some pure white altogether. It was horrible and marvelous all at once, and there was simply no denying it.
Fluttershy had found a sign at the far, far end of the cliff. On it was a piece of paper, with a seemingly poorly-scrawled note. It was so poorly written that even Twilight Sparkle couldn't decipher it. Worse, it was written in blood. "Who could've done such a thing...?" Fluttershy questioned. Suddenly, the cliff's edge began cracking, as if breaking itself from the rest of the rock that held it there in place--which was exactly what was happening. Thankfully, Fluttershy was unharmed, because when the cliff began tearing at the very slightest, she began flapping her wings with such haste she became airborne.
The yellow Pegasus began jumping from cloud to cloud, sometimes going skywards, sometimes descending; depending on what cloud she thought she needed to go to as well as where said cloud was. Some clouds had three unusual coins, forged of solid gold. Fluttershy took these coins with her, though for seemingly no reason. Then, after a while, she found five gold coins just... floating in the air. They formed the addition symbol. As soon as she grabbed the last coin, she blacked out--but not before seeing Applebloom. But Applebloom was different; her irises and pupils were small compared with the white of her eyes, and her grin revealed several jagged teeth. Teeth that belonged to a Manticore at the very least. She looked as if she had descended into some sort of incurable madness; the sort of madness usually accompanied by murders or something just as awful.
Fluttershy had a great deal of trouble just waking up. There was maniacal laughter filling the silent void of darkness. When she came to at last, she found she was standing in a very dark area. So dark, in fact, she could not see anything past her mane. She heard a voice that sounded like a sad Applebloom calling to her. It spoke these words, becoming more frightening with each word spoken:
"You're here.... You're finally here!! I'm trapped, frightened, and oh so very lonely. Won't you.... join me?!?!"
Was that even Applebloom, or a sort of demon pretending to be the young filly for the sole purpose of doing a single misdeed to the yellow Pegasus? Fluttershy was terrified, but now there was no going back. She moved forward, turning around every few minutes to make sure nothing followed her. There was a winding staircase of empty darkness, which forced the Pegasus to climb up. She found flat ground after a while, and trotted forward. She saw a white silhouette of what looked like a dismembered, clawed hand; though, if she approached said silhouette, it merely disappeared into the unearthly darkness. She fell off another cliff and into another void. This void was not inky black, but a crimson red.
Fluttershy turned around, and was once more greeted by the insane Earth filly. The yellow Pegasus turned around and began galloping madly; the insane Cutie Mark Crusader following hot on pursuit. The same laughter filled the dark red void. No matter how fast Fluttershy ran, the laughter got increasingly closer. Suddenly, there was a dead end. Applebloom began closing in on the Pegasus; her gallop reduced to a very slow pace. When Applebloom was so close she could jump Fluttershy, she disappeared. The ground where the filly stood suddenly collapsed on itself, thus leading to another void. Having no other choice, the Pegasus fell into the darkness.
She was in another room, even redder than the hallway she was in only moments before. The voice echoed once more:
"Why do you run away? Is this not fun for you? This is.... so upsetting."
The Pegasus noticed she was in a square room, with a gargantuan black oval on one of the red walls. The hole she fell from was sealed, trapping Fluttershy. She felt fear well up within her body, down to the last hair on her forehoof. The black oval suddenly turned into the filly's eye; looking at the Pegasus with ill intent. The voice spoke yet again:
"But that's okay with me. I am very sure your heart and mind will change eventually. It is not like you can simply escape me. After all, I HAVE MY EYE ON YOU!!!
Fluttershy began screaming in panic. This was not Applebloom at all; what remained was an insane filly. She began falling back into the darkness, landing on more ground. She opened her eyes and saw that she was in Twilight's library. "Are you okay, Fluttershy?!" Spike asked. He looked worried.
"No, I am not okay," replied the Pegasus. She fell back into the void of darkness.
Chapter II - Awful Truth?
Fluttershy was very eager to go to the Gala that night. She trotted to Canterlot Castle, wearing a magnificent green dress that was adorned in trimmings of cerulean and flowers of gold. There was a long gate to the Gala, and many pillars of marble used in ancient times. Everypony was there, but seemingly petrified.....almost lifeless. The Princesses, the rest of the Mane Six, Vinyl Scratch, and Applebloom. The Pegasus trotted past more pillars before stopping in front of Applebloom once more. The filly's eyes were red, her coat red-brown, and her mane, tail, and hair bow even darker. The area around the red of the filly's eyes was solid jet-black. All at once, the ground under the Pegasus crumbled, and she plummeted into the darkness.
"Not again! Please stop this! Whatever it is, I don't like it!" Fluttershy pleaded. The dark voice responded, "HehehehaHAHA! Why stop now? You enjoy this as much as I do!! And if you don't, then you better find me!"
The Pegasus was in another dark room, noticing she was not wearing her dress. She walked toward a dead end, then walked back. A set of stairs that was not there before led upwards. As she ascended, more stairs appeared, leading upwards and in the opposing direction. She was in another room, this one housing five paintings. Each painting was that of her friends. More stairs needed to be climbed. When she entered another room, the voice echoed:
"What's wrong? Giving up?" Fluttershy didn't respond. The voice continued, seemingly angrier: "Not talking, are we? 'Tis a shame, really. I know you are wondering where your painting is at. It was hideous to look at. I dare say it made your friends look better than you." Fluttershy was getting irritated. "SHUT YOUR MOUTH!!" the Pegasus yelled. The voice only laughed maniacally, as if mocking the mare it taunted.
The yellow Pegasus walked down another dark hallway, and another room past that. The room past the hallway had Applebloom's maddening eyes. These eyes got larger and then smaller, like that of a beating heart. There was another room that housed a pool of blood. Fluttershy found a piece of paper that had a bunch of letters on it. It looked like something was warning her, but the writing and arrangement of letters made it look garbled. The paper made absolute nonsense.
She trotted past more stairs, some winding up and some descending down. At last, she was in another blood crimson hallway. Her painting was there. Then, the Fluttershy in the painting started to decay. The wingtips, torn and bloody; flesh wounds all over; solid black eyes that cried blood; the tail removed; blood emerging from the mouth; her cutie mark nothing more than this red mass of exposed muscle tissue; her left leg missing. When the decay of the portrait Fluttershy happened, so too did the decay of the real Fluttershy. The voice echoed once more:
"Teeheehee, you just found me. Now we can play some more!" "Noo... I won't be locked in here with you," Fluttershy responded. She began hyperventilating, shouting, "WHAT ARE YOU?!" The discolored, insane Applebloom appeared before the Pegasus. She spoke, "Woe is me, you've already long since forgotten? I am YOU! Or, more accurately, the darkness that lurks WITHIN YOU!" With that, the discolored Applebloom became a discolored, non-decayed Fluttershy.
She continued, "I have been begging to be released within the depths of your fragile mind, little pony. I am essentially what you've sedated with your kindness. I am what you've been hiding from all these years. Soon, it shall be my turn. I will wake up. I will take control. As for you.... YOU SHALL BE NOTHING!!!"
Weeks later, Spike got a letter. It read:
As for you, YES, YOU! Don't think you've gone unnoticed. I know full well you are trying to help her. I know you believe yourself to be safe. I assure you, your assumption is wrong! Something terrible is headed your way. And when it's over, you will know the true meaning of terror!!
Apples Everywhere.exe (Flashback)
DISCLAIMER: I CANNOT BELIEVE I FORGOT THIS LIKE A FUCKING NUMBNUT! Shoutout to Dark Colt Sabata for pointing this out to me!
Applebloom was trotting along the road of Sweet Apple Acres. It was a bright, sunny day and just rightfully so, considering it was apple-picking day.
She ran in front of Applejack, who had a huge cart loaded with apples next to her.
"Oh, hey sis! Could ya do me a favor?" Applejack asked.
"Yeah?" Asked Bloom.
"Ah gathered most of them apples from the orchard back there, but there's still a few left," Applejack replied, "Would ya be kind enough to bring them to me?"
"Sure thing!" Applebloom chimed, galloping to the orchard with a basket in hoof. She began bucking the apple trees, taking a total of 19 when she came across a dark crimson apple.
"Yuck! This one's rotten! She won't want it!" Applebloom hissed as she dropped the bad apple and ran back to her sister.
"Ah got the apples."
"Thanks." Applejack smiled as she loaded the apples into the cart.
Applebloom trotted down the hill and met with Fluttershy.
"Oh, um, hello Applebloom. Is your sister around?" Asked the buttery-yellow Pegasus.
"Sure is. She's just up the hill if ya wanna talk to her." Replied the filly.
"Wonderful. Thank you Applebloom." Fluttershy smiled as she began to trot up the hill when a voice stopped everything.
"Darnit! The harness broke! Hey, watch out down there!" Cried Applejack's voice much too late as the cart tumbled headlong into the Pegasus and rolled with her into a house.
Fluttershy woke up in foggy darkness. She took a few steps forward and dared to ask "What happened? Where am I?"
She heard an ominous sound. "Is someone there?"
Another Pegasus, this time with Applebloom's colors, began trotting toward her.
"Oh, hello. Do you know where I am?" Fluttershy squeaked before it all went black.
And so it began...
Applebloom had returned to where the bad apple was and was instantly transported to a graveyard. Absolutely everything was at least a shade of lavender.
"What is this place?" Asked the filly in a frightened tone.
She began trotting past grave after grave, taking note of the silhouettes around. They looked like severed, clawed hands and as with everything else here, they were lavender as well.
"Sis...where are you?!" Cried the filly. She kept moving forward. "I'm scared..." She squeaked.
Suddenly, a wind blew a piece of paper onto her face. She removed it with her hoof and examined it. "What's this...? An invitation...to a birthday party?" Applebloom thought, "But...who's birthday is it?"
And then she looked at the invitation again, and then a grave next to her.
Applebloom began sobbing as she realized she herself had died.
