That night was Nightmare Night. Ponies lined the streets trick-or-treating as their favorite characters. Scootaloo had dressed as her idol, Rainbow Dash, Applebloom as a pirate, like last year, and Sweetie Belle as leading model Fleur de Lis. Nobody really KNEW what Fleetline was dressed as.
"I'm Harley Earl!" he tried to convince them, "You know, FAMOUS CAR DESIGNER? My dad always talks about him!"
Sweetie, Applebloom, Scootaloo and White Flash (who was dressed as a Wonderbolt) all made their way around town, collecting huge loads of candy, until they all decided to join the party at town hall.
Once there, they were told to lay their saddlebags on the far wall of the building, due to issues with safety.
"But what if someone ATTACKS US?!" White Flash protested to the guard, "We NEED what's in those saddlebags!"
"Sorry, kid," the guard grunted back, "No guns allowed in here. Don't worry, the police station's just a couple blocks away, we're safe."
The little pegasus didn't believe him.
Everyone had a good time, until Derpy Hooves, sugar-crazed beyond comprehension, launched herself off the balcony that overlooked the entire main floor, flew through a stained-glass window, and crashed into the dirt street outside.
"Oh, dear," The mayor called, "Can somebody call an ambulance?!"
The mood between the four foals became tense with fear as they anticipated the possibility of the phony paramendics arriving. They were pleasantly surprised to see that a white Chevy van ambulance arrived first.
As soon as they thought they were safe, they heard the familiar whine of a Super Chief siren. A behemoth of a car, bearing a small resemblance to the Cadillac which they had feared, sideswiped the white ambulance, burst through the doors, and began plowing through the sea of foals, most dodging the car safely. The black blur attempted to do a u-turn, and come back around, but slid on the marble floor of the town hall, and crashed into the stage.
As it lay there, the three finally got a clear look at the vehicle. It was the same Miller-Meteor, but large areas of window had been covered by sheet metal, reinforced with iron slabs. There was barbed wire and a push-bar from a police cruiser attatched to the front section. The windshield only had a small hole for seeing where they were going, as it too was covered with a thick iron slab. They all began to sprint away from it as the sound of the engine firing up again met their eardrums.
Then, a familiar black earth pony with a red and orange mane, Southern Pacific, came running up to them.
"HURRY, LET'S GET OUT OF HERE!" He hollered, "All we can do is run away!"
Just then, Scootaloo remembered something:
They ran to the wall with the saddlebags, and hurried to find their's. They shot away from the wall as the ambulance came plowing past, scraping the wall as it went, throwing all of the saddlebags into the air. One burst open to reveal the three UZI"s. It was a Rainbow Dash collectible, with the mare in question's cutie mark on the latch. This was Scootaloo's.
White Flash raced over, and picked one up. He pulled the trigger, but was surprised that there was no ammo.
"WHO FORGETS TO BUY AMMUNITION?!" He screamed angrily.
By now, most of the ponies had either been ran over or had fleed the town hall. All accept the five little foals.
As they dodged the car YET AGAIN, they heard the sound of a siren winding down outside. After a few moments, eight armed police officers burst into the room, guns drawn at the car.
"FIRE!" Scootaloo heard one yell.
As soon as he gave the command, the officers began firing off their shotguns at the car, but unsurprisingly, the bulletproofing kept it from doing any damage.
Redheart and Red Cross turned their attention to the only way out, a set of huge doors at the end of the building. The only thing standing in their way of breaking through them were the police officers. Engaging the siren, the two nurses propelled the huge car toward them, willing to commit murder to get away unharmed.
Between the few seconds that lay between him and being ran over, Officer Loose Cannon aimed expertly at the small hole for seeing in the iron. He squeezed off a shot, and ran out of the way. Most of the bullets from the scatter shotgun splattered over the iron plating, but one bullet soared through the hole with pinpoint accuracy, smashing through the glass windshield, and landing directly in Redheart's right eye.
The earth pony howled in pain as the blow landed, but kept on course, blew straight through the doors of the town hall, and left everypony in the rubble of the party to comprehend what had just happened.