A Wolf's Revenge

by wolfman93

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Alternate Universe, Sad, Main 6, Princess Luna, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Tragedy, Gore, Princess Celestia
Length: 4852

a wolf brought back from the dead comes back. to seek revenge on his killers. the princess and the elements of harmony

he was their best friend. He was a creature that showed more love then all of his kind. in fact he was the 'only' one to leave his kind. he spent 5 years loving every moment of being with them. a wolf with a pony heart is what they called him.

but now it's all for nothing. he now waits underground. murdered viciously. as his body decade his murderers who he thought were his friends now are off all around ponville. their monsterous acts still going on for the last few years have gone LONG ENOUGH!
with all hope is lost one figure stood in front of the grave. she takes the opportunity....

to bring a whole new nightmare back from the grave. but this time he's not fluffy friendly.

Published 2013-03-21 13:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2013-03-21 13:50:01 UTC

chapter 0: welcome back wolfy

so guys before you start reading. the wolf is actually an oc of mine. ok. plus if you like the charcters of said like pinkamena, rainbow factory, or hell even murdershy or lil miss rarity. PLEASE DO NOT LEAVE HATEFUL COMMENTS IN IT! like i said if you like them look up another story that you'll like.

It was a cold night. The wind blew harshly throughout the night. The sky above a beautiful as ever every time you step out of your house or stared through the window. The moon shines brightly down peacefully throughout the land. One peaceful town laid beneath the great moons glow. The small town was called poniville. This small town was peaceful and every pony walked the streets in the morning happily, cheerfully and above all full of life. But not every pony knows that in this small town lies a dark secret in between the cracks. Even though they walked alongside the others they didn’t know but in this village it’s home to 6 horrible ponies that enjoy hurting, killing, murdering ponies for pleasure, fun, and for profit. But today it’s all going to change. Before they become monsters they were friends of a certain friend who was completely different compare to them. Only different now from his murderous friends is he’s underground.

The night sky shined down towards a small cemetery that was across poniville. Every pony was asleep but one was wide awake from all of them. She wore a large cloak around herself but her beautiful dark blue tail flowed against the wind.

She stared down at a particular grave in the middle of the cemetery. On it had a picture of a wolf howling up at the moon. Underneath it said:

HERE IN LOVING MEMEORY

JOSH THE WOLF

THE WOLF WITH A PONY HEART

She remembered the wolf way before the disappearances happen. He was actually a resident from a small population of bipedal wolves that kept hidden for millions of years ago during princess celestia’s ruling over equestria. He was a mixed of a diamond dog and a timberwolf but also a mixture of a pony due to the fact he was more reasonable and more intelligent than the other members of the dog family. Another trait that’s different then a diamond dog is that he can perform magic by using symbols either printed on his clothes or carving in the dirt or on the wall with chalk he had all the time. He was the first to leave his people and come to study pony history and the reason why his people weren’t allowed to see other species. That’s when he became friends with the elements of harmony. She remembered the wolf long ago during the galloping gala of which she and her older sister were surprise to see a flesh wolf after so many years before. She remembered all the laughs and all the tears they had together but none can help anymore. Now he lays underground for the last 5 years. She knew who was committing these disappearances. But due to the fact her sister ruled equestria she couldn’t do anything to put them for trial since there wasn’t any evidence that pointed them for the crimes. She knew her sister had payed the police for to destroying any evidence of them linking to the death. She didn’t need to know why. She was like them except something much worse. She stared at the grave and sighed. Of all of the victims that suffered because of them, this one particular grave was more important to her then her own sister.

She lowered her horn down and touched the top of the grave. The wolf’s memories flowed into her like a calm stream that connects to a small pond. memories of from when he first entered poniville and all the fun, crazy and loving moments made her smile as she saw and heard all the laughs, the smiles and all the hugs he received over the years since he came to poniville. She witnesses all the help he gave to the mane six as well as to the residence of poniville and both her and her sister over the last few years. She felt a tear rolling down her cheek as the memory of him saving three small fillies from a pack of Timberwolves and receiving the hugs from all of them. As she watched more memories of happy times they soon stopped and she nothing but darkness. She lifted her horn off the grave and stared at it. She knows that the wolf doesn’t want to show the rest for a reason. She closed her eyes again and touched the grave again. The last moments of his life revealed itself to her.

She waits in total darkness for something to happen. Finally after 5 minutes of waiting in total darkness a bright light shine in front of her. The light grew brighter as she stared at it. The light began to clear but everything was blurry for her to recognize anything. The blurriness slowly stopped as she looked around. She was in wolf’s eyes right before his death.

She watches as the wolf lifted himself up. He coughed a few drops of blood from his mouth as he slowly stands up. His body ached all over but he managed to sit up onto his knees. He shooked his head, his breaths became raspy and his chest hurt with every breath he took. He tried to fully stand but couldn’t. His whole body glowed a bright lavender color and he was lifted up in the air.

“p- please no more” he said quivering. Tears fell down his cheeks as he hoisted up in the air again. He tried moving to break free but it was useless. As he moved around he looked at his right. A small lavender unicorn pony stand in front of the floating wolf. Her mane was ruffled and messy and she had a creepy psychotic smile on her face. Her horn glowed the same color as he was engulfed in.

“IT’S YOUR FAULT HE’S GONE” she screamed. The glowing grew brighter around the wolf that made him lose his breath as he was slammed down onto the ground. He coughed more blood as he was lifted up in the air again and again slammed down hard. The purple unicorn continued slamming her friend over and over. Her smile grew bigger with every time his body hit the hard floor board. Finally after several minutes of slamming his body like a ragged doll he threw the badly damaged wolf at one of the bookcases next to the door. The wolf was barely conscious but he managed to look at his abuser. His eyes showed fear as she walked towards him with a crazy but angry look on her face. He looked around for a large weapon of sorts. Some of the books that fell on top of him layed on his lap and some on the sides after impacting onto the book case. He grabbed one of the thickest book that landed on his head and hurled it at what used to be friend. The book impacted onto her head and she felt dazed from the impact, blood oozed out of her head and some stream down her face. The wolf took this opportunity and rushed towards the door leaving a very pissed and badly hurt unicorn behind him.

The hooded pony couldn’t believe what just happen to him. She couldn’t believe that one of his own best friends did and what he had to do to get away from her. But not worse part. She witnesses him going to all of his friends for help but sadly most of them were as bad as the first one. She watched as he tried to help his farmer friend get off the alcohol but later was beaten and kicked around for trying to take her apple cider away from her.

“Now you listen you flea bag varmint nopony tells me when to stop drinking” she took the bottle of apple cider gracefully and jugged it down. “I’ll stop when I want to stop” she kicked him again but this time out through the door in front of her.

He later went to another friend’s house for help. He entered her fashion boutique which made him coward in fear. He watches as his best and most generous friend walked towards him. Several slash marks were on her face and she had a large heart burned branding on her chest. But that wasn’t what made him fear her. Her eye was black as night and she had a maniacal smile on her face.

The hooded pony watched as she used her magic to embound him and began torturing him. She watched as his fashion friend sliced off his tail and began rubbing it like a soft teddy bear. Later on she held onto another object that made even the hooded pony tremble in fear. She held a large branding iron with a large designed crescent at the end similar to the one on his chest. After a few seconds of staring at him she slowly and painfully placed it on his face around his eye. She covered her mouth as he screamed in pain from the burning around his eye. The burning last only a few seconds but his face still stung from where it was placed. Tears flowed down his eyes as he opened them. He looked up at her smiling face.

“There you go darling. Now you have matching tattoos.” She said gleefully.

The wolf turned his head till she managed to see the same designed crescent moon that layed on his chest. She kept smiling in triumph as she did an amazing job in the designing the end of the branding.

The hooded pony lifted her head up quickly and shooked the shocking image away. She couldn’t believe any pony would do that let alone branded somepony or somebody on their face. She sighed again and continued on. She witness that he wasn’t in the fashion boutique anymore instead he was on a large table. She watched as he lifted both bleeding hands up at his face. His hands and arms were covered in cuts and blood oozed out of each one. He breathes heavily as he looked down at his chest. Millions of cuts layed all around his chest down his stomach and end at his feet. He twists his hands around as more cuts were visible on his skin. He finally looked up as the sound of hoof steps echoed in front of him. His body trembled as the kindest pony he knew held a small bloody scalpel and several splatters of blood layed on her apron and some on her butterlike face and pink mane.

She smiled devilishly as she walked towards him with the bloody scalpel. “Oh I’m sorry. You shouldn’t be awake after this.” She said. He looked down at her chest. His cross he had since he was a baby and when he first came to poniville layed around her neck. It jiggled like a bell as she raised the scalpel to his face. The wolf looked at her petrified as she drew the scalpel closer towards his good eye. He felt around for something to use as a weapon. He felt around till his hand felt something cold and metal against his fingers. Without any consideration on what it was he grabbed the object. His hand made a swifting motion as he brought the metal object towards his friends face.

She didn’t have time to react as the object made contact with the side of her face. The wolf looked at the object he held in his hand. A large metal tray layed grip in his hand as he swung it at her head with full force. The butter like pony felt dazzed after impact. Her head bled and a stream of blood oozed out down the middle of her face and into her mouth. She licked her lips tasting the sweet nectar that leaked from her head. She lifted her head back up towards the metal table. Her eyes widen as her newly found prey as nowhere to be found. She frankly turned her head both ways, the door leading out was cracked open. She remembered she locked the door from the inside before coming in. now it’s open and her prey was gone for the first time. Her anger flared up and she finally let out a blood curled scream.

The wolf was already outside and heading straight for town. He heard the blood curled scream behind but didn’t stop. His eyes watered as he sprint far away from her house. He left his favorite jacket behind and his cross leaving the slice marks on his chest visible for every pony to see. Sadly it was dark and everypony was already asleep. He tried screaming but he needed all his energy as continued sprinting far off into the fields. He ran straight up and down the hill. His body leaned forward as he ran down. He leaned down more till he finally lost balance, crashing into the hard grass floor.

His body rolled down the grassy plane leaving several patches of blood on several parts of the grass he landed on. The wolf finally stopped rolling down the hill and layed still against the hard ground. More tears rolled down his face as layed his head down onto the cold grass. He layed there for a good 15 minutes before finally picking himself up and wrapping his arms around him.

The cold air and grass against his bare fur and on the cuts around his body made him shiver from the coldness. He breathed heavily as the large amount of blood he lost due to the millions of cuts on his body. He slowly stand back up from the cold ground and decided to head home to treat his wounds before infection comes and takes over.

He quickly ran back to his small house that he build a while back with along with…. His friends. Another tear rolled down his eyes as he quickly ran inside and locked both the doors and windows. He quickly ran into his bathroom and opened the cabinet and grabbed a first aid kit. He went into his shower with a large bottle of alcohol in his hand. He lifted the bottle high up and pour it all over his body and arms. The stinging made him scream in pain from all the alcohol seeping into the cuts. He breathe heavily as he dropped the last of it onto the last of the cuts in his other arm. More tears rolled down his face but it wasn’t from the stinging.

He still couldn’t believe that the sweetest pony he knew could do something like this let alone her own friend. He grabbed two towels from the rack. One for to dry himself off and another to dry his tears.

He grabbed one of the large body bandages and began to wrapped his arms, legs and his whole body. After bandaging up his wounds he made his way to his bedroom. He ran straight towards his window and quickly locked the window before grabbing a clean pair of clothing. He quickly went into his closet but just as quickly shut the doors. All his clothing was made from his best fashion friend but right now he didn’t want to wear something that was made by the pony that branded him and took his tail. He went into his old chest and got on his old clothing that he wore when coming to poniville.
The clothing was a bit snagged since he grew a little taller since the first time he came to poniville. He finally went into his dresser and pulled out a non-used train ticket.

The mysterious figure didn’t need to see what happen after that. She remembered one faithful day he ran up all the way up the stairs and into the castle throne. She watched as he ran up to both her and her sister, tears weld up in his eyes as he screamed at what his friends did to him.

She couldn’t believe they would do anything so cruel so evil until he pulled off his shirt and showed him the bruises, his tail is missing, the large crescent branding on his face and finally the millions of cuts on his body. She tried to speak up in defending him but her sister already said she will take care of him. She has always admired her sister but something was off the last couple of days. She notices her sister was staring ponies’ behinds’ a lot lately including hers and her mane was turning into another color instead of her beautiful colorful mane.

The wolf trusts her for so long but her sister he trust with his life and already said he will take care of him for the time being. So she just smiled as her sister took her to her room. That was a mistake she will never let it happen again.

One night before she went outside she walked down the hallway only to stop by the wolf. She looked at him in surprise as to why he was still up and naked. He shaked and quivered as he walked down the hallway from her sisters’ bedroom.

“Uh josh are you ok?” she said in a quiet but worried tone. The last sight she saw made her feel heartbroken. He was crying and he had several dark bruises on his face and several whip marks on his chest, face and some on his back but most on his bottom. More tears rolled down his eyes as he looked up at the princess of the night.

“Oh celestia” she said. The wolf covered his ears as she said her sister’s name.

“p- Please don’t say that name again” he quivered

** ** **

After raising the moon she brought the completely terrified wolf to her room and some clothes. She tried going into her sisters to find his clothes only to find several disturbing objects along with a large pool of white liquid on top of her bed and along his clothes.

She had some of his clothing made and gave him to cover up. The wolf proceeded to tell her what had happened to him and where her sister is since she wasn’t in her room when she entered. Her body trembled and her food began to come back up her esophagus but she stopped herself and swallows it up again. The wolf told her after taking him into her sister was her room she proceeded by touching several parts that he didn’t want to touch. She tried kissing him but he refused which lead to him losing his clothes and then being whipped over and over. She then decided to take it up a notched with her fun which in the end he felt violated all over since she used her horn in another way instead of magic.

The wolf told her he was planning on going home and telling his leader on what happened to him which he could finally end this madness. The princess felt fear as he told her his master will bring an army to destroy her sister once and for all. She didn’t want him to bring war to equestria but she didn’t want the wolf to suffer anymore then he already has. The wolf let another tear rolled down his cheek before pleading to being sent home now so he can leave this madness.

She agreed to help him escape her home but only if he doesn’t bring war against equestria. The wolf sighed and looked at the princess. He had never ever held a grudged on any pony even if he was beaten, tortured, raped and almost killed. He promises to not send any of his people to hurt the ones that did this to him in exchange in getting out of this hell hole. She agreed and helped him sneaked out and brought him back home.

She looked down at the wolf who went inside his home again. That was the last time he had sawn him.

She sighed again to see what happen to him after she left him. She lowered down and touched the tombstone again. The last of his memories revealed to her again.

** ** **

After entering his house he went straight into his room and began packing his old clothes up. He only grabbed things he brought from his home town and placed them all in the suitcase. The rest he didn’t want any bad memories especially the small crystals each friend gave him. As he made his way down his stairs he went to the front door he was stopped by a familiar smiling face.

He stared at her smiling face but something was odd. Her hair wasn’t puffy like cotton candy but instead it was straight down flat like taffy. She did her usual hello and entered. Josh didn’t want to stay anymore due to many things but even though her hair is flat she was still acting like herself like before everything else happened.

“Uh I p- please get out” he said tearing up. Her friend heard the nasty demand and looked at him with teary eyes. She wondered why he said get out like that.

“w- Why josh. I didn’t do anything wrong. Did i?” she said a single tear roll down her eye.

Josh didn’t care right now but for his own safety. He shook his head trying to divert his thoughts to the reason why he’s leaving. “I’m leaving and I’m never coming back. If you want to know why ask your messed up friends.” more tears rolled down his face. “I’m going back home to my people.” he said almost choking on his own breath.

The pink one just stood their shocked not just too where’s he going but also he didn’t care anymore for her and her friends. She stared at the ground with another tear in her eye but her frown turned into a bright smile.

“I see. But there’s something I have to tell you” she looked at him smiling.

Josh looked at her puzzled at her smiling face. Before he could say anything his head felt something hard hitting upside in the back of his head. He felt the hard impact and fell down straight onto the floor in front of the smiling pony. His face hit hard onto the hard floor but he managed to turn his head to the side. He vision was blurry but he managed to see two figures standing up in front of him both smiling. The last thing echoed in his ear before finally passing out.

“You can’t leave till we have the goodbye party silly”

The hooded figure fast forwards the memory while he was unconscious. He couldn’t hear anything as the memory fast forward. The memory stopped and proceeded.

The wolf slowly woked up. His vision was blurred but he managed to regain it back. He blinked twice to help him see well. Some dust landed on his right eye and stung it. He tried to wipe it but couldn’t. He couldn’t move his arms nor his legs. In fact he couldn’t even move his own head

“wh- what? wh- where am I?” he said panicking. He looked around the room. It was dark but he managed to see more disturbing objects on the walls. Several sharp utensils, hooks and patches of blood covered the walls all around the room. His heart beated faster but only made it worse. He could hear his beats louder than before. He couldn’t move his head but the device he was strapped on was slanted giving him enough to see downward at him. His heart beated faster at the sight of his organs were completely remove except his heart and his ribs were on top of a tray along with his skin that still connected to his sternum and along the ribs.

“Well looks who’s up” a sinister voice spoked out. Josh frantically scanned the room looking for whoever said that. He quickly turned his eyes till he was facing the left side. A large machine lay on the ground next to him. The machine was a large box with several switches and a few cylinders laid connected to the sides of the machine along with a large tube that lies on connect on top and the end disappears into the shadows.

“Sadly he shouldn’t be in order to not feel what comes next” the same voice said in the darkness. He followed the tube into the darkness. Two sinister magenta eyes glowed from within the darkness. The figure who owned those eyes step out and smiled devilishly. Blood stained her lab coat and some on her beautiful face and her rainbow mane as she approached the table. The end of it was connected by a three bladed syringe and bits of blood lay on the end of each needle. The wolf felt cold as she began to twirl the end around her hoof as she walked up to him. She finally made it and stood on a stool next to the wolf. She stopped twirling the tube around her hoof and began tapping the end of the needle with her hoof.

“p-p- please” the wolf cried out as she brought the needle close up to his face. She traced the needle all around his face, his branded mark and finally down to the side of his neck. She smiled devilishly and brought the needle up to his neck. After a few seconds she…. Proceeded.

The wolf felt the needles piercing through his neck. He wanted to scream but couldn’t. He cried more as she drew deeper into his neck till he was able to feel the end part of the tubing.

She sighed and began to jump off the stool and walked to the machine. She placed her hoof top of the switches and turns around to josh. “I think this one is ready for the grand finale” she turns her head to the front of the darkness.

Josh couldn’t see and he couldn’t breathe. He gasps as another figure walked up to him and present herself on the stool in front of him. The hooded figure couldn’t see through the wolf’s dying eyes. All she could make out that it was a pink one with her hair was pink flat that looked deflated. She couldn’t tell anymore other than seeing her hoof on top of his heart and finally in one motion, his heart was in her hooves just an inch off from his chest.

That was the last thing he saw before finally closing his eyes…forever.

** ** **

The hooded figure slowly stood up from the grave. A few tears stream her face as the violent acts she just witness was never avenge and these, these murderers are out there killing off more and reeking destruction everywhere and nopony could do anything to stop them. Not even she could do anything to save him.

“this ends tonight.” She said in a growling tone. Her horn glowed again but this time she shined it bright up towards the moon. As she shined her horn up she began to chant:

From the depths of tartus

To the great pits of nightmare

From the land of darkness

To the shadows of king samba’s lair

I summon thy back from the grave

She stops for a second and pulls out a large mask and a scroll on top of the grave.

But vastness blurs and time ' beats level. Enough! the Resurrection

A heart’s-clarion! Away grief’s gasping, ' joyless days, dejection.

Clouds above circled around, thunder and lightning brighten the sky.

From thy land of the shadow, here my cry

Bring back the one that can never die

Let the wolf that perish here.

LIVE AGAIN AND REAPPEAR!

She screamed straight into the air before disappearing into a gust of black smoke. A sinister laugh echoed on as a shot of lightning hit the grave. Thunder crackled as earth shaked upon the cemetery. A redish glowed over the cracks as the earth shook. The gravestone cracked as earth crumbled. Another lightning strike struck the grave, splitting it apart. The ground rose and….. A skeleton hand sticks out at the very top.

The end of madness is neigh, the true nightmare now roams throughout the night tonight.

Author's Note

so yeah guys this is my first horror book i made in like 'EVER!' and for once i'm proud of it. i'm actually happy on how it turned out and right now i'm hoping to continue one till then.

again thank you for reading my first undead horror story.