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// 4: Cave of Silk 
// Story: Samneo: The Earth Pony DX 
// by Samuel-Neocros 
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Not far from Ponyville, there was a cave. The cave entrance was the size of a door. The entrance led to a tunnel, and Inside was a room with black crystals, with some drawings on the walls. The drawings consistently have Ponyville, and a certain Pegasus. The only source of light was a small lantern hung from the ceiling, and some light from outside. Up ahead was another tunnel, leading deeper into the cave. The tunnel leads to another room. This one is different from the room before. No crystals, no lanterns. There was this yellowish green web all over the place. There was a pile of animal skins in the middle of the room.

Dark laid in the dirt, unconscious from his fight with his rival. Over in the corner of the cave, was a tall, lime colored, ugly creature. Its body shape was that of a centipede. It had fabric-like skin like a puppet, with small rips patched with rather unprofessional stitching. It had three legs with five arms, one leg was limply laying on the ground as the other two were supporting the creature's lengthy body, and the fifth arm was on the back of the thing's shoulder.

The creature's face was reptilian like Dark, having two glowing white eyes, but unlike Dark's almond shaped eyes, this creature has circular eyes, and rotated like a mantis. To top it all off, it had two oddly shaped horns on the top of its head.

The thing was biting at a bone, making some disturbing noises as it did so. Feeling bored, the creature slowly began to crawl down the floor, passing some empty webs as it did so. Light was shining from the few holes in the ceiling of the cavern. It finally reached the mouth of the cave, a deep desire burning inside it. It was reluctant to leave its hole, when it suddenly heard something behind it. The creature, not really giving a crap, shrugged it off, and crawled out of the cave. The light almost blinded the creature as it carefully held onto the rock and grass underneath it.

"Mares..." He hissed, voice crackly and slightly high-pitched. Slaughter's "skin" began to blend in with his surroundings, his camouflage never failing on him. ".. I need... mares..."






a day earlier...


Dark sat in the dark, sharpening his sword with a rock he found on the cave wall. He could easily see the blade, helped by the small sparks it made as black metal was scraped by stone. Over on the other side of the cave, Slaughter laid in a small hammock made from yellowish green web, silky strains infused with dark magic and normal spider silk. He relaxed as he fantasized to himself over the thought of wrapping a fine young mare in his web, the thought of her kicking helplessly as his webbing tightened around her soft frame.

The black dragon stared at Slaughter from the corner of his eye, snorting quietly in offense. He thought to himself. "Pervert."

As they minded their own business, something darker than the darkness itself moved between them, catching their eyes. The entity rose from the puddle of shadows, antlers glowing a faint blood red color with magic, but the magic was off though, lacking the distinct shape and look of normal unicorn energy. The antlers illuminated the room slightly, as Dark stood up and Slaughter rolled out of his hammock.

"Al ight' boss, what's the deal?" Slaughter asked. The shadow entity turned toward Slaughter, then to Dark.

"I've come to... inform you guys..."

"About what?" Dark asked. The shadow opened his eyes, revealing his bright crimson irises.

"Green is... remembering something... I think." The last part he whispered to himself, enough for the other guys to not hear. Slaughter shot Dark a look, which caused Dark's short fuse to go off.

"Look, I fudged up, okay!?" Dark growled impatiently. "I should've went straight towards the little shi-numskull!"

Dark nearly swore at the end, but saved it. He and the other guys were not allowed to swear, for that would upset a group of people who call themselves the 'World Enforcers'. They are said to be people who allow so-called 'Bronies' through, but they have to follow the rules of a TV show. Slaughter didn't care for it that much, as he cared more for his libido than the parents at home. Dark was pissed off about it, but understood the implications of him swearing out in the open.

"So, what we do? Voss?" Slaughter asked, in a very sarcastic tone. Voss was the one the shadow entity calls himself, but that wasn't his real name, and that only he knew of it.

"..." Voss took a second to think, before he told them. "... I will keep an eye... on him. Don't get into trouble..."

"I'll go and get him again." Dark interrupted, not wanting to be considered useless. Slaughter, Dark, and Voss were supposed to get paid for catching Green, or at least making sure he didn't regain his memories, but so far only he was having an issue with it all.

"Uuuugh... I hate this job." Slaughter thought to himself. Voss told the two that they need to work together. With that, as soon as he came, Voss lowered himself into the ground, turning back into a shadowy puddle, and retreating to the darkness. As long as there was a shadow, he could teleport anywhere.

However, there was a small bet Slaughter had with Dark, that he so wanted payback for.

"Say, Dark. Don't you remember the other end of the bargain?" He asked, slyly. Dark snorted, already no longer interested in keeping his end of the bet. He told the living ghost puppet to buck off, but Slaughter wasn't going to be pushed over this time. Slaughter's entire tone and behavior changed. "Then I guess I'll have to show you my secret."

Dark hissed, only for his hiss to be cut off when he saw Slaughter open up his jaws in a complete 90 degree angle, before flattening his jaws and seemingly 'deflating' into an empty puppet. Dark felt his face become pale as he then heard a loud joker-like cackle erupt within the room. Slaughter wasn't lying when he said he was half ghost...