//------------------------------// // Threat Vs. Threat! // Story: Ponyville's Biggest Threat // by MLPkillers //------------------------------// Toom looked back, remembering the event he acted in. That family went down fast and tragically. He jumped the fence as the home set ablaze. He turned to the home. This was the best of life had to offer. Stupid Ponies will die. The more fear, the better. (“I will draw out their fears with torture and anguish!”) Toom smiled at the burning structure; the flames burned in his eyes. The structures fell to the ground, becoming nothing but ashes. The ashes flew past Toom. Now that’s a true beauty, sucks the garden didn’t burn, oh well, the flowers should die sooner or later. Toom started to walk away from the destroyed structure. He felt satisfied. More must die! More must DIE! He burst off southern. Bloodlust filled the air around him. “Slash and dash!” --- Toom search for his next victim, the love and flowers of this place is sickening. Toom stomped on a flower, the petals being damage and soon the flower died. The murderous colt turned his attention to a white Earthpony watering her. Toom finished stomping on the thing she was watering. He grabbed his hatchet from its resting place, it’s time to end this peace. The door’s open to the house, so it’s time for a surprise. Toom made his destination the place that reeks of flowers, the mare’s garden. He was running maliciously to her, his Hatchet drawn and ready to lacerate. He jumped the pink fence, making it a clean jump. The mare turned around to see the colt charging her, she screamed and tried to run, but in the final three seconds, she was alive. Her vision went in circles, she was decapitated, the body beginning to fall, as it was, Toom put the hatchet right in the neck, pulling it back out and letting the body fall, blood gushing over him, maybe he’ll use the shower in this soon to be ash house. He walked over to the head, having the intent to scare anypony inside the home. The colt heard his wife scream, as the fillies, they thought something bad must of happened. The father insured them that it was probably a bee or something that spooked her. He made his way to the back exit to check. Toom had his hatchet out, waiting for anypony to come to the exit. (”Slash, stab, kill!”) The door opened and as it did, the hatchet was instantly swung into the white colt’s face. The body fell back, knocking the door open. The fillies turned to see blood coming from the father, the door was completely open, they were paralyzed with fear before they could move, Toom was already behind them, he had a devious smile on his face. “Is... This your mommy?” Yanking the decapitated head up by its mane, he threw it at the wall, the skull, broke, brains splattering all over the couch, rug, and the rest of the furniture in the living room. The fillies watching in terror, their mom was dead. So was their father, and now... They turned to the killer, whose hatchet was pulled all the way back, they both will meet their parents again, he made sure the Kinetic energy would be very powerful, and indeed it was. The hatchet decapitated both fillies. The living room is now the dead room. Toom walked up the stairs to take a shower, he needs to remove all evidence, which includes his tools also. After he was done, he made his way downstairs, pouring gasoline behind his trail. He leads it to the kitchen and back to the living room. Making his exit out the back door. He grabbed a match, staring at the flame, Ponies in his town always said to each other, “Burn in Tartarus!” He threw the match at the gasoline trail; it blazed into the house, burning all the evidence and precious belongings. Toom jumped the fence, hoping to escape the destruction. (”I’m the best killer alive!”) Toom laughed as he was running from the flames. He was incredibly happy, maybe he might spare somepony...? No, he’ll decapitate them too, then send them to Tartarus. Toom must’ve run a whole mile. He turned his head to make sure he wasn’t being followed by anypony, especially the authorities. He bumped into a Pony with a red cape. Toom got up, a little flustered. “Watch where you going! Idiotic colt!” The colt stared at him, he could sense the amplitude of this pony’s bloodlust. He was almost pushed over by this colt and now he’s blaming him? “You’re the one that bumped into me, but I’m the idiotic colt?” The black colt replied. This enrages Toom, who grabbed his Axe. He’s going to chop him down like a tree! “I’m going to kill you as I did to the Riches and the family after!” Toom Charged the colt who watched him and remained still. The hatchet was swung, the colt dogged and grasped the hoof with the hatchet. Toom attempted to attack with the other hoof but with failure. This colt could also sense deception. He knew Toom wasn’t fibbing. He yanked Toom’s right hoof up, then punched the hoof from the bottom as it was going down, it was now fractured. Toom tried to bite him, receiving a kick to the face, the colt still had a grip on the left hoof, with all his might, he swung the Earthpony in circles, throwing him up, it wasn’t high enough to kill him, hopefully, it would incapacitate him. Toom fell to the hard surface, his back hitting the pathway, which was dirt with a little cobblestone mixed in. Blood burst out of his mouth. How did this colt inflict that much damage!? “You are seriously messed up.” The colt turned his back on Toom, who painfully got back up. He was going to gut him like a fish and rip his eyes out while he was still alive, then he’ll make him eat them, while they are still connected to their sockets. Now that’s true terror. “Make sure to keep your guard up.” Toom began rushing the black colt, who still had his back turn. He swung his hatchet again at the colt, the colt walked toward, evading the hatchet, his cape didn’t tho. It had a puncture by the end now. The black colt teleported with a tiny bit of anger. Toom’s eyes widen, where did he go? Toom grabbed his hatchet from the dirt, he searched for the colt, but not finding him. “What’s up!?” The colt spin kicked Toom in the face, knocking him to the ground, the hatchet sticking into the dirt. The colt landed on one hoof and jumped back on all four. This colt was good at combat, where did he learn such a skill? He glanced back up at the colt, his face having scratches on it. “You’re even more vexatious than that Pegasus, that decides to come back after gathering 100 more bits.” Toom was confused. This colt was remarkably annoying, simply die, everypony will ultimately. He’s foolish, no pony will escape death. He’ll bring it to them quicker, directing them to their afterlife destination faster. Toom used his left hoof to put his hatchet back in its resting place, he went unconscious. The colt, named Comber headed back to the graveyard, where he’ll check his watch, then decide to rest or not. Why not now? (”Probably won’t have anything in the inbox currently.”) Toom remained unconscious on the ground. How did anypony not see the skirmish, well, guess fear makes ponies blind?