//------------------------------// // Busting Butchershy // Story: Equestrian Satanister // by Reizthefakebrony //------------------------------// In the following day, Sara wandered through the woods, headed toward her next target. She hadn't slept due to the gauntlets' murderous influence. The bloodthirst demanded even more blood than she had ever spilled from Applejerk and her demonic rangers. She walked tirelessly forward without stumbling. For Sara, the revenge was the very first priority. As she proceeded in her path, Sara noticed the corpses of woodland creatures who were unlucky enough to encounter the former Element of Kindness. Following that path, Sara became conscious of the fact that she was observed since she entered into the woods. "Looks like my next prey had some fun," Sara commented. "And I though that they were the prey of big bad wolf." Shelnov appeared nearby her. "If you permit me, I should add that these woods are the reign of our bloodthirsty host. Let me also remind you that she must be furious for the death that you had inflicted at her companion." "I got the attention of the Pillars of the Obscenity, isn't it?" Sara demanded. "Isn't that great?" Shelnov said gleefully. "Of course I am not talking about that. I am talking about your will to sacrifice their lives to destroy the souls of your killers." "You're enjoying see me committing some carnage, huh?" Sara said coldly. "What the bloody hell are you, a nightmare fetishist?" "Don't exaggerate. Let's just say that I am a level above it," Shelnov replied, a instant before disappearing into a red mist. "... You are surely a disturbing entity indeed," Sara said as she resumed her path. As she continued to follow the corpses, the trail began to become even more voluminous and macabre. The more she went on, the more the corpses increased in number, almost resembling a scattered pile. After having traversed that depraved graveyard, Sara was in front of Fluttershy's former cottage. It looked mostly the same, except that it was surveiled by a horde of bear hounds. They instantly noticed her presence and growled ferociously, a moment before they charged toward her. For the weak it was a dead warrant, but for Sara, that was the opportunity to test her new weapon. She pulled out the grenade launcher and shot one bullets at them. Their contact with it caused it to burst in a fiery explosion that overwhelmed them, making them roaring in pain and setting their bodies on fire. Most of them died due to the destructive effect of the explosion, while others simply died, engulfed by the flames. But that wasn't the end, because the horde that was keeping coming at her. "Yeah, keep on coming," Sara provoked. "I need that!" Sara shot another bullet and blown up many of them. At this point, only five of them remained unscathed, being the only ones to advance recklessly. Sara putted away the grenade launcher and pulled out her shotgun, which she used to blow up three of them. The fourth one managed to leap on her, pinning her down to the ground and was about slice her. "Damn you," Sara said scornfully. With her arms being blocked, Sara slightly inclined her shotgun in the bear hound's head direction and shoot it in the head, splattering out it's gray matter. It's body fell upon her, causing her to grunt as her body was blocked under it's weight. Sara moved the body away from her when she was met by the last bear hound, who tried to bite her. Sara rolled away from it and then shoot him in the head, ending it's life. With the horde being slain, Sara approached the cottage's and opened the door with a kick. In it's interior, the house was just a empty husk of the animal caring sanctuary that it was. She went to check the kitchen, which was filled with butcher knives, daggers and any other grim instrument that was used for murder. Having found no trace of her target, Sara went upstairs and inspected the bedroom, which was adorned with the skeletal heads of every single woodland creature, including the hydra's heads. "Whoa. That must be a pretty huge victim," Sara said with half amazement. "Was my next prey that strong?" That question was then putted aside as the essence of her gauntlets began to demand more blood and slaughter from her. She had no time to waste in such creepy trivial matter. She checked the bed just in case there was a trap, but fortunately for her, there wasn't. In that case, she went to the window and looked out. Outside the dead bear hounds, she saw no trace of her host, leading her to another place to check. That one being a shed. Sara went downstairs when she was met by multiple knives flying toward her. She dodged them and saw a shadowing figure fleeing the scene, escaping from the principal door. "What a clever girl," Sara commented as she went toward the door. Sara stepped outside and and looked around as she was slowly made her way toward the shed. She kicked opened the door, revealing the disgusting nature of the place. "The bloody hell?" Sara demanded incredulous. She noticed many thing being hanged to the walls. Dead animals had been ripped apart and their fleshes were nailed to the wall, exposing their organs. In a corner, there was a stock a bloody brains. And at the end of it, there was a table that had been used for dissections. Sara was a bit disturbed by that sight. And yet she couldn't help but laugh at the whole scene. "Really?" Sara said. "Is that your gimmick." "Hello, my uneducated host," A female voice said from behind her. Instinctively, Sara rolled toward the table and then stood up, looking at the entrance and observing a crazy mare being in front of her. That one being Butchershy, who was armed with a axe and looked very furiously at her. "So you finally decided to show up," Sara said. "Allow me to criticize your own opera." "Spear me your poisonous words, you big bully!" Butchershy retorted. "You will pay for the death of Applejerk!" "Because I wasn't kind enough to grant her a very happy ending?" Sara provoked. Butchershy's eyes widened. "Don't. Test. My. Patience." "That's simplistic of you," Sara grinned with anticipation. "But w'rry not, dement'd fool. Thee joineth h'r even but now!" "THAT'S IT!" Butchershy snapped and tossed her axe at Sara, who simply blasted it with her shotgun. "Don't puke around," Sara provoked. Infuriated, Butchershy picked a chainsaw that was nearby the table and revved it up. "Let's me show you of kind I am to not leaving you alive!" Sara shot up another bullet, but Butchershy avoided being blasted by simply bouncing into a wall. She shot again, only for Butchershy to bounce again, this time leaping toward her to cut her up. Sara dodged her, causing Butchershy's chainsaw to be stuck, but only for a moment. Sara putted away her shotgun and decided to resort to her own trickery. Butchershy swung her chainsaw toward her multiple times, only for Sara to dodge them like a matador would do. As Butchershy accidentally leaved a opening and was made vulnerable, Sara punched her in the face for about three times. She hated to admit, but the crazy mare had a very high stamina, just like Applejerk. "You are making fun OF ME!?" Butchershy shouted as she swung her chainsaw at Sara, only for the latter to block it with both her hands. "What the-" Sara then lifted the chainsaw along with Butchershy, spun around and thrown the crazy mare against the wall. As the former Element of Kindness fell, Sara tossed the chainsaw away and approached her with an accentuated bloodlust. As she got near to her, Butchershy leaped furiously toward the monstrous mare. At this point, a very grim azure energy was channeled inside her gauntlets. As Butchershy got closer, Sara intercepted her with a punch that went through her chest, causing her to cough blood from her mouth. "Gotcha," Sara declared as a black-blue portal opened in front of her, sucking her hand into the human world. Sara could see a human figure, being note other but the soul of Jack. It was his turn now. Jack turned around, as if he felt a presence creeping on his skin. By the time he recognized her, Sara grabbed his soul right in front of him. In front of his eyes, he saw the human appearance of Sara, with the exception of her having her gauntlets and her newfound bloodlust being displayed in her merciless eyes. Jack looked very terrified. "S-Sara!?" Jack stammered. "That can't be you! We killed you!" "It's your turn, you bloodfucker," Sara said as she crushed his soul, causing Jack to emit a very muted scream before dying for real. Sara pulled out her hand back from the portal as it diminished in dimensions and imploded itself, leaving only a bloody hole in the chest of the now Butchershy, whose body fell on the ground lifeless. The gauntlets, however, didn't stopped to demanding more blood, more slaughter and more sadistic display from her. "Damn it... Those gauntlets are a hussle!" Sara lamented. "Does that matter. Now only four of them remain," Shelnov said while appearing behind her. "You just love the sound of your voice, isn't it?" Sara retorted. "Remember your vengeance," Shelnov reminded her. "And most of all, have a nice fun too." "I am not having fun at all," Sara replied angrily. "Maybe... But you will end up enjoy this level of bloodlust. Someday." Shelnov then disappeared. "Just enjoy the whole situation from another prospective. Eheheh." "Tsk, whatever." Sara said as she leaved the shed. As she went outside, Sara noticed something on the grass. Another gift from Shelnov, this time being a plasma rifle. She never thought to find something as coming from the wildest sci-fi fantasies like this. She picked up the weapon and leaved the cottage... But not before pulling out a grenade launcher and blown up the entire shed with a few bullets. There are multiple explosion as she walked away. "That will attract their attention," Sara said as she leaved the place and headed toward Ponyville, searching for her next target. In the dark throne room, Brutalight Sparkills and the other Pillars were reunited to discuss about Sara and the death of Applejerk. Brutalight was almost calm and composed, until Depthnight came in front of them to report about the gravest news. "Mistress Brutalight," Depthnight called. "What now?" Brutalight said with a fed-up tone. "I hate to report that but..." Depthnight paused. "Butchershy is dead." "WHAT!?" Rainbrute reacted with angered surprise. "What do you mean she's dead!?" "Poor creature..." Lil Miss Rarity said. "She was a kind creature," Pinkamena said. "I won't forgive her! I'll-" "NO!" Brutalight shouted, causing the others to shudder. "I won't permit ourselves to lose another member. Applejerk and Butchershy thought they could deal with that mare on their own. It was their own fault if they died this easily. I hate to send my loyal servants against them but I must." Rainbrute's eyes widened. "You mean...!" "We are going to call forth the Death Squadron." Brutalight declared. In a few seconds since that statement, five humanoid shadows appeared in front of the remaining Pillars of the Obscenity. "You had called us?" One of them said. "You have to kill that mare!" Brutalight ordered. "You have to reap her into shreds. Not matter what."