A/N: If anyone is weak to gore, extreme sadness, more gore, demons and every hell related thing ever; I suggest you leave now. Hope anyone can handle it!
2 years and 5 months after 'the happening'...
As Sweetie impatiently waited for her friends, the Cutie Mark Crusaders to turn up she proceeded to think about what they were doing tonight. Tonight, Sweetie's favorite night of the year was pretty obvious; especially after last years events. Tonight was 'Nightmare Night' which Sweetie and her friends considered to be the best night of the year. Getting tons of sweets, throwing up after eating said sweets, wearing costumes, scaring ponies, playing tricks etc. To the Cutie Mark Crusaders there was no end to the fun that could be had on Nightmare Night. This year as usual Rarity had offered to make a costume for Sweetie so they could match since they were sisters, the costume was of course, without a doubt a... Vampony costume. Celestia how Sweetie despised Vamponies and all that came with them. But Sweetie had simply declined and negotiated, the rather mature, 11-year old filly she was. Rarity had agreed to make the 3 crusaders matching Marewolf costumes.
"This is going to be the best Nightmare Night ever!" Sweetie shouted, which was followed by a very loud and high pitched squeal, before covering her mouth in embarresment.
"Sweetie? Your friends are here!" Rarity shouted in chorus up the stairs.
"Coming!" Sweetie called back down before following her voice's path.
At the bottom of the stairs were her patiently waiting friends. The 3 had changed alot in the past 2 and a half years; Applebloom was now much taller and muscular than she had been 2 and a half years ago. Also she had started to grow her mane like Applejack which hung closely to the ground in a loose ended ponytail that was tied with her now rather small bow. Not to forget that she had also gained her Cutie Mark a couple of months back while doing art for a competition she won. Her Cutie Mark was rather large compared to the average Cutie Mark, it was an Apple engraved brush that painted a Rainbow that extened all the way down her right hind-leg. Scootaloo had also changed; She now had a sunset orange coloured coat and her originally plum coloured mane was now the length that allowed it to hang beneath her neck and had the colour of Scarlet with a few midnight purple streaks and tips. Also Scootaloo's wings had grown out to almost their full size and she could easily fly these days. Scootaloo's Cutie Mark was a orange and plum lightning bolt connected to a pair of white pegasi wings. Sweetie Belle had grown also with her horn following suit. Also her mane had gained length and become slightly straighter. Sweetie's Cutie mark was a large silver bell with a series of purple and pink patterns engraved into it and accompanying the Belle streaming from one side was a flowing river of musical notes rested on a lined band. The Cutie Mark ran the length of her hind leg and stopped on the bottom of her left hind hoof with a large singular musical note.
As the Cutie Mark Crusaders emerged out into the streets of Ponyville they were amazed at how the town looked tonight, no house had gone un-decorated. Here and there were various different ponies going from house to house in search of as many sweets as possible.
"Come on! I wanna go an' have ah couple a' rounds of apple dunkin'!" Applebloom moaned.
"And I wanna go and get some sweeties!" Scootaloo exclaimed.
So Sweetie just followed suit with them first stopping off at a couple of houses and getting a good amount of candy and a good amount of compliments on the apparently 'brilliant' costumes. Afterwards they proceeded towards the Nightmare Night games which as usual Applejack had set up and got successful gaining a couple of apples and applauses. Afterwards the 3 crusaders went to the mayor's announcement ceremony-thing.
"Welcome everpony to this years' Nightmare Night!" Mayor mare announced before drawing on about the various activities that happened every year.
"Come on girls. Let's go an' play some more games!" Applebloom cheered after the mayor's speech was over.
As the girls proceeded through town to the area where the games had been set up Sweetie noticed alot more hooded figures than usual, all the robes bland and torn in some places.
"Hey! It's Pinkie! She usually stashes a load of sweets!" Scootaloo exclaimed before rushing over to Pinkie who was talking with one of the hooded figures.
"Pinkie! Can you spare us-- Pinkie?" Scootaloo said with a note of curiousity as she saw that Pinkie wasn't moving an inch.
"Pinkie?" Scootaloo said before she tapped Pinkie on the hoof.
As she did Pinkie collapsed to the ground, her skin had turned extremely pale and she wore a shocked expression on her face.
"Pinkie!" Applebloom cried before rushing over to what she presumed to be a unconscious pink party pony.
"What did you do to her!" Scootaloo cried before staring at the hooded figure.
Almost immediately after Scootaloo had proceeded to look at the hooded figure the tips of her hooves started to turn pale and a thin pale blue aura connected with her face and the figures snout before the paleness proceeded until her whole body was an extremely pale orange.
"I graced them with the opportunity to be... Harvested." The hooded figure said with an unworldly voice that sounded as if it was comprised of millions souls, screaming for release.
After the figure said its words, Sweetie Belle and Applebloom did the thing anypony would of done. They ran.
"Come on Applebloom!" Sweetie shouted as she ran through the door of the Cutie Mark Crusaders clubhouse.
As soon as Applebloom entered the Crusaders' clubhouse Sweetie slammed the door shut and pulled close the shutters on the windows and locked them both aswell, causing the Clubhouse to seem alot more eerie and unsettling compared to its usual happy and homely looks.
The crusaders hunkered down for hours; they waited through hundreds of screams that featured notes of pain and shock. Also they occasionally heard more of the unworldly voices before they acted and attempted anything.
Sweetie Belle motioned towards the door with her head and recieved a immediate nod from Applebloom. As Sweetie cautiously nudged the door open after quickly removing the lock, the first thing that took her immediate attention was a large blazing inferno which she once remebered as Ponyville. The whole sight was simply overwhelming to her, probally everpony she new was dead or dying horribly and the fact that she couldn't do anything made it worse.
"Applebl--" Sweetie Belle stopped instantly.
Applebloom was stood on her hind legs, her face showing absolute horror towards what was happening. The farm-filly was help in a tight grasp by a large pegasi mare. The pony holding Applebloom had a black coat and featured pulsing red eyes. The mare's mane and tail were a deep gray with orange highlights dotted through it. What defied the mare from normal ponies was her large, black wings that resembled that of a dragon's and her long fangs that extended from the roof of her mouth and hung over her lip.
As Sweetie Belle just gazed at the sight before her she noticed Applebloom, she was moving her eyes slightly in a fashion to point at something. Then she mouthed the words 'Behind you.'.
Before Sweetie could turn around she felt arms come around her throat before she was lifted off the ground and taken towards the centre of Ponyville through the smoke and ashes of the blazing town.
As Sweetie started to grow closer to the ground she noticed something horrible. A long line of ponies that seemed to be chained up were slowly pacing forwards towards a large wall of reds, oranges and blacks that left the area around it strewn with gloomy colours and shadows of weak light.
All the ponies in the long line of firey chains showed looks of horror, sadness or hopelessness.
This was slavery.
A/N: Sorry chapter is a bit short but I just wanted to finish it and get it out to you guys. Hope you like it.