Equestrian Nightmare

Davenport woke up in the middle of the night. He had a strong feeling that someone or something was watching him. The tan colored stallion's eyes darted around the room. The entire room was pitch black and a thunderstorm was raging outdoors, so Davenport had to stay in his quills & sofas store overnight. A chill ran up his spine and he gave the room another look. But, before he was able to view the whole room, he something standing in the hallway leading to the front window of the shop. A pair of two eyes were staring back at Davenport.

The figure stepped into the room, and then Davenport saw his face. A wide, horrifying smile was carved into his muzzle. His white jacket was covered and stained in what seemed to be the blood of past victims. His breath wreaked of death and his body had the stench of decay. Davenport then saw his eyes. Black circles surrounding two cold, dead, evil eyes staring at him, never blinking, never able to close.

Davenport heard the 'pony' say a simple, three worded phrase but he said it in way that a pony of insanity would say.

"GO TO SLEEP."

He then pulled out a knife, aimed at Davenport's stomach. He let out a scream, and that's what sent the killer on top of him. He jumped on to the sofa where Davenport was sleeping on. The tan stallion punched the killer in the face, then kicked him in the stomach. The impact of the punch and kick caused his attacker to fall off of the couch. Davenport got off te sofa and started to punch his attacker repeatedly.

The killer grabbed Daven's leg and twisted it, making him fall to the floor. He rose to his hooves and kicked Davenport HARD, causing him to roll to the other side of the room. Port then rose to his feet and ran towards the adversary. He saw that the killer was mirroring this by running toward him!

Daven's attacker jumped and tackled  him to the floor. He pulled the knife up and thrusted it down! But n the blink of an eye, Davenport grabbed the killer's wrist and twisted it. A loud crack echoed through the entire store. Port's attacker dropped the knife and he caught it in his right hoof.

Now being the superior, Daven stabbed the knife into his adversary's stomach. The killer coughed up blood and it splattered in Davenport's face, but he didn't care. He then punched his target in the face.

While the brawl was occurring, a police pony was walking around ponyville, doing a simple patrol of the village. As he neared the quills & sofas shop, he heard a high and somewhat low pitched demonic growl. Followed by Davenport yelling.

"HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT, YOU BASTARD?!"

The patrol pony immediately took action after hearing this. He ran to the door of the shopand spoke.

"Hello, is anypony there?"

A loud shout emerged from the building.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"

The officer cringed at that, and spoke again.

"If somepony doesn't answer this door, I will be forced kick it down!"

The room went silent. And the killer spoke to Davenport in his natural, deep voice.

"Shit! This isn't over!"

The killer then punched Davenport away and ran to the front window. Daven heard a loud crash sound like glass breaking, followed by a loud slashing sound. He rose to his hooves and walked to the window and gasped. He saw the officer with a slash mark in his neck.

He looked to his left, only to see the mysterious killer run off into the distance.