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Warning: This fanfic does contain blood and gore that may be to grimdark for some readers. You have been warned.
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Willow Wisp paced back and forth in the Canterlot house. Her hooves clattered against the hardwood floor. Nightmare Night was coming up and she had nothing to wear! Her little sister Amber on the other hand, had her outfit all planned out. She spent months on it. “Sis! It’s 3:00 in the morning! Stop pacing.” Amber whined. Willow looked at the clock. It was 3:00. 3:30 as a matter of fact. Willow has been thinking for 5 hours, she’s been pacing for 5 hours. “Sorry Amber. But Nightmare Night is in 3 days and...” Willow’s rambling was interrupted Amber finished her sentence, “...You want to make a good costume. I know, I know.” Amber threw a pillow at Willow. One that they haven’t sat on in days, so it hurt. “You can dress up as Nightmare Moon.” Amber suggested now awake. She just looked at her, “No! That is so stupid! Celestia would kill me, she lives only 7 blocks away you know!” She was frustrated, she could just hit something. But she didn’t. Amber continued thinking, “How about the pony from Pony Gear Solid 4: Checklist of the Unicorn” Willow blankly stared at her. “How about we go to bed. You have magic Kindergarten tomorrow anyway.” She began to trot Amber to her room. Willow’s red eyes softly glanced at Amber as she walked away from the room, just to make sure that Amber was in bed. “Good Night Twinkle Toes.”
The busy sound of fillies, mares and stallions filled the streets in the morning. Amber grabbed her saddle bag and head out the door. “Bye Willow!” she called as she slammed the door shut. Willow was eating leftover hayfries when unexpectedly, there was a knock at the door. A glow of the horn and the door flew open. “Hiya, Willow!” a happy pony neighed. The jolly pink pony skipped around the house. “Hey Pinkie what do you want? I’m busy preparing for Nightmare Night.” Willow walked up to the smiling pony. Pinkie Pie happily responded to the lavender mare, “I’m looking for Amber! She promised that she would help me bake cupcakes today!” Willow Wisp shook her head, still half asleep, “Cupcakes? It’s Monday Pinkie, Amber’s at Magic Kindergarten.” Pinkie blankly stared at Willow, but then gave a loud giggle. Pinkie was rolling on the floor at this point, Willow Wisp couldn’t understand what was so funny. She even turned her head a few times looking for something hilarious. “What’s so funny Pinkie?” Willow scowled. It was way too loud and crazy for Willow’s comfort. Pinkie tilted her head up to see Willow’s serious gaze. “Oh yeah your question!” Pinkie was still giggling “I know it’s Monday! Silly. You thought that I thought it wasn’t Monday!” Willow rolled her eyes. The pink poofy haired pony stood up. “Why are you in Canterlot anyway? Don’t you live in Ponyville?” Willow questioned. Pinkie Pie began to think, hard. She skipped up and yelled, “I came for Amber! Of course! Didn’t I mention that?” Willow was getting agitated now. “To make cupcakes I know. Look Pinkie, I’m really busy right now. So if you could just go back to Ponville. That would be great.” Willow put on her best phony smile. Pinkie skipped out the door calling, “Okie Dokie Lokie!” Willow rubbed her hooves on her weary head. Her dark purple hair was dirty and shaggy. Nightmare Night was in one day. She still couldn’t think of anything to wear.
“That test sucked.” Whistle Wind sighed. “It wasn’t so bad. All it was, was a simple levitation spell.” Amber replied to her friend’s complaints “My sister could help you out. She’s good at magic.” Whistle glared at Amber, “She’s a blank flank. She doesn’t even have a special talent and you want her to help me from getting a D- on finals?” Amber flattened her ears and began to scream, “My sister is great at magic! Just because she doesn’t have her cutie mark yet doesn’t mean that she can’t help you pass Magic Kindergarten!” Amber stormed off. “Amber! You’re going to the bad part of-” Whistle Wind cried “-Canterlot...” Amber trotted in anger down the street. Her saddle bag jingling as she moved. There were no ponies in the street. The trees leaves shook. Amber was lost, her house was on the other side of Canterlot. She was alone, everypony was either at home or at work still. “Give me the saddle bag.” a large stallion demanded coming out of one of the allies. “No! This is mine!” Amber yelled. The stallion pulled of a gun and pointed it at her. “I swear to Celestia. I will shoot you if you don’t give that bag to me.” the stallion stepped closer. Amber began to cry, “Stay away!” She ran past the stallion. The shot echoed through the city. Ears twitched and heads turned. It was so loud that even Willow sprang up and ran out the door to investigate.
Blood was splattered all over the sidewalk. Screams of horror sounded throughout the street. Even the two princesses were looking at the lifeless body in pure terror. Willow pushed her way through the bustling crowd of ponies. She held her sisters wounded body in her arms. “No! Amber!” she screeched. Her face was red and water streamed on her face. Princess Celestia placed her hoof on Willow’s shoulder, “I’m so sorry. The royal guard is searching for the murder as we speak... we must take her body away now.” Willow looked up as doctors took the bloody body, “GIVE HER BACK!” A unicorn guard knocked her out as she jumped to tackle the doctors. “Please take her home.” the princess camly beckoned. The guard nodded and gave Willow Wisp to a pegasus guard. A day later, Willow Wisp awoke in her bed. She still had blood on her hooves from holding her sister, who is now gone. It’s Nightmare Night and she knew exactly what to do. She grabbed a knife from her kitchen door. When Amber died, Willow’s sanity died with her.
Amber was at the local Police Station getting an autopsy. Willow hid the knife in a coat. “Hello? Is anypony there?” Willow called in her most innocent voice as she knocked on the door. A yellow unicorn answered, “Oh. It’s you the filly’s sister.” Willow stepped into the building. Her horn glowed as a sharp blade slowly came out of the coat pocket. “uh where is everypony?” Willow asked. “They’re all in the back, Examining the body.” the unicorn gestured, her back was turned. “Now’s my chance.” Willow thought. Without hesitation she stabbed the blade through the unicorn’s neck. The mare fell to the floor blood gushing out of the side of her neck. Psychotically smiling, Willow stepped over the body and licked the warm blood around her mouth. It felt good to let out her suffering. The lavender mare knocked on the wall. All of the mares and colts in the room looked at her. “Hi.” She laughed. “You are unauthorized to be in here!” a grey mare stepped in front of her bloody face. Her horn glowed bright and a butcher knife from the station’s kitchen sliced the colt’s neck. His head fell clean off. Straight to the ground. The body fell too. “You may go. Unless you...” She levitated the head “...Want to stop me?” They stood still. They were paralyzed with fear. “Okay I’ll make this fast then.” The mare began to cry. “Don’t be sad. I’ll do you last so we can talk.” She grabbed a gun from the other room and shot on of the colts in the head. “Now what’s your name?” Willow looked at the mare. The pale orange pony sobbed, "Autumn Dancer!" Willow rolled her eyes at the crying pony. "Do you have a family Autumn?" Autumn looked around the room, there was only another mare left. Willow narrowed her eyes. She hacked the mares' horns off. "Answer the question Autumn!" Willow screeched. The mare was in excruciating pain but she answered, "I have 2 newborn foals at home."
Willow shot the other mare in the head. "Cute." She smiled. Willow almost cried. She calmly said, "Autumn, remember something. Your a great pony. I would let you live, but you seen just way too much. Soooo..."
BAM! The deed was done. Willow Wisp was officially insane. She kissed her sister head. "Let's go home Amber." With a bright glow of the horn Willow teleported to her home. She was washing the blood of of her in the shower when she got an idea. She grabbed a thread and a needle and got to work. She had a beautiful doll of her sister, skin, bones and all. When she was complete, willow saw a glow on her flank appear. It was a cutiemark, a heart stitched with a thread and needle. She smiled as she heard knocks at her doors. The glorious sounds of Nightmare Night. She was happy. I mean she did get her "Twinkle Toes" back after all.