Tall, White, and Faceless

by TheGamingBrony


4: Things That Go Bump.

Well, look who took their sweet time with this chapter! Sorry for the wait but i have been extremely busy lately with some stuff but im back. Hope you enjoy the chapter :D

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Applejack was happily prancing around the farm, Mind free and without a care in the world. She looked out to her orchard. Celestia’s sun seemed to dance in the sky as the light beamed off her many shiny, red, crisp apples. She smiled at the sight and let out a loving sigh. She looked at the barn. The barn seemed to be brand new looking. Applejack made a surprised chuckle.

“ Well would ya look at that” She said to no pony particular. She raised her hoof and brought her hat off her head. She looked towards the house.

The house seemed to look brand new as well as Granny Smith sat on the front porch. Granny Smith looked over at Applejack and smiled warmly as Applejack watched her do something she didn't expect. Granny Smith stood up on her own, Without the use of a cane or even a grunt. Usually it was a chore for Granny to stand up on her own let alone without a cane. yet there she is, standing with ease without a care in the world.

“How in tarnation” Was all Applejack could say. She looked at the orchard again.

Out in the field Applejack could see three figures playing happily in the sun. Even at the distance she was at she could still hear their giggles and laughter. It was her little sister playing with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo. They seemed to be playing some sort of game. From what Applejack saw it was probably tag. What seemed weird was that Scootaloo wasn't participating. Applejack walked up to the fillies playing.

“ Hey’a Partner, why aren’t you playing?” Applejack said to Scootaloo. Scootaloo looked at Applejack with a warm smile.

“ Oh cause I can't”

“ Why not?”

“ Well cause im dead featherbrain”

Applejack looked at Scootaloo with a look of confusion. Something wasn't right, It was almost like the color from the world had turned to a darker version of what it once was. Applejack looked around. The once shiny,sweet, red apples was now replaced with rotted, sickening ones. The once blue, bright sky was now a death grey. Celestias Sun was now Lunas fearsome moon. Applejack looked back at Scootaloo or where she use to be. Instead of Scootaloo, there was now a tombstone. She looked at her sister.
Tombstone.

She looked at Sweetie Belle.

Tombstone.

“ This isn't happening. BIG MAC! WHERE IN SAMS HELL ARE YA?” Yelled Applejack.

Applejack was hyperventilating. She ran towards the house, running past the disgusting fruit which her life was based around. She felt helpless, Running past the same tree over and over again. A branch snapped from a tree and landed on AppleJacks head. Applejacks eyes rolled to the back of her head as she was knocked unconscious.

Applejack laid there, face down for the longest time. The feeling of pain was seeping through her head down through her whole body. She slowly lifted her head, her vision still reeling from the impact of the branch. She brought a hoof to her head and felt a wetness on the top of her head.

Blood.

As her eyesight began to come back she could tell that she wasn't on the farm anymore. She was in a Graveyard. She slowly rose to her hooves. She staggered forward before falling again, this time in front of a tombstone. She looked at the writing on it.

Big Macintosh
A Stallion Of Few Words.

“no...” Applejack eyes began to water. This was too much. She backed away from the tombstone, only to hit another. This one held the name “Granny Smith”. She backed into another one.This one held no name, just a blank surface and a open hole just waiting for the next pony to be thrown in.

Applejack began to stumble and faint. As she fell over she began to see something rise out of the grave.Upon seeing the creatures face, she knew exactly who it was.

“You” was all Applejack was able to say before darkness consumed her mind and rendered her unconscious.

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Applejacks eyes shot open. She breathed heavily as sweat dripped off her face. She wiped her forehead with her stenson in her hoof and put it back on its rightful place upon her head. She slowly started to calm her breathing down and steady her heart beat so it wasn't jumping out of her chest.

*CREEEEEEEAK*

Applejacks head whipped to the door to see her sister’s head popping out of the opening. Applejack sigh in relief as she looked at her sister.

“ What in sams hay are ya'll doin up Applebloom?”

Applebloom let out a yelp before looking at Applejack, also letting out a relieved sigh.

“ Applejack, Is he in there? can you see him?”

Applejack hesitated for a minute before answering.

“ Who?”

Applejack saw something in the corner of her eye move.It was subtle movement, but noticable. It was in the corner of the room, hiding in the shadows right next to Sweetie Belle’s bed. Without hesitation Applejack flicked on the lights.

There was only a flash of light before the bulb exploded, but in that very short glimpse of light Applejack saw a pony with a suit in the corner staring at Sweetie. Applejack let out a scream which caused Applebloom to yell as well.

Regaining her composure, Applejack ran towards the Slendermane but was collided into first. Applejack flew across the room, colliding with the wall behind her. She stumbled up to her hooves and with the rest of her might left, she turned and gave a powerful and heavy buck. Connecting to what she assumed Slendermane.

“Applebloom, get a light or somethin. lets get a look at this here Slender fella” Applebloom ran out of the doorway and returned with a flashlight. She handed it to Applejack who turned it on and pointed it at where the Slendermane was lying.

Slendermane was not lying against the wall. Yet in his place laid a small filly, the filly’s mane was a mess of purple and its coat was a pale orange, However the filly’s face was covered with a mask, Protecting its obvious identity.