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// Prologue chapter 1 
// Story: Slender 'dawn of a new nightmare' 
// by XenoJohn 
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Chapter 1


I wish I can smile but I can't




Deep in the Ever-Free forest 20 years ago


I move through this forest as if this place were my home. Wait isn't this forest is already my home?
I don't remember...I don't remember my past. Nor do I remember why am I here. I don't even know my whole purpose of even being here. I don't even know how or why I look like this.

I come to see this place as a good hunting territory. The creatures mean nothing to me. Not even the others who live out of my territory, they are pure vermin! They have no reason to even follow their Princess.
More of a useless whore than a Princess if you ask me. I should be their leader! Something like me is pure royalty! 

But hunting. Hunting is something that even a skilled assassin can't fully master. But I am the only thing that has fully mastered hunting.

My lust to hunt is in my blood. Hunting is what I do. I hunt to kill, to feed, to survive.
Hunting is what I do every single second of my life. I hunt because of this hunger.
This hunger is what forces me to kill. But I don't even care when I kill something. I have been killing for a thousand years.
And not once one of my prey has fought back, or even think about fighting.
Rarely I have a few fights with some prey. But I have some fights with Timber-Wolf packs.
But no matter how hard they cut, shoot, throw, or whatever they use.

It always ends up with me as the victor. 
Not ever they would find a way to bring me to deaths grasp. But it seems that I have been cheating death for a thousand years.
And the questions that I so desperately to search answers about my life has been unsuccessful.
Due to my never ending hunger to feed off the fear of the people, or should I say 'ponies' who live in this world.
The world that they live in  they call it 'Equestria'.

I like to call Equestria my 'hunting grounds' 
I have also have been alone as well. A thousand years of being alone. 
At first I was sad being alone, then I've gotten to the stage of being use to it. I have been alone for so long that I don't even think I could be with anything else.

The good thing about being alone is that I have nothing to bother me. The only thing that I need to rely on is my hunger and who will be my next prey. And if I will give my prey a slow, painful, death.

I am now searching for any prey. Then feed on them, then back to the loneliness and the questions that I've yet to answer.


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I search and search for anything that will be my prey. I heard some Timber-Wolves howl.
They are probably hunting. I might feed on what they are hunting at.
Like just a quick snack before I continue with my search.

I got the sent of one of the hunting Timber-Wolves. It was easy to find them, when ever Timber-Wolves are hunting they always seem to be very close to the area I'm in. I hide near a tree to see what they are hunting.

"AAAHHH!!!"
The scream came from a little filly. The filly is running away from the Timber-Wolves.
The filly has wings. Pegasi. She seems to be fast when it comes to flying. But she hasn't mastered the ability to fly. Because of me she will never will.

I headed to the Timber-Wolves. They all looked and growled at me.
One of the Timber-Wolves made a loud and angry roar and charged at me. When he got close enough to strike, he immediately stopped. He just stood there.
As I was feeding on him I had a thought about the filly and how vermin she is to me. But I might as well feed on him just for a quick meal then I'll kill the rest. This Timber-Wolf is so easily scared of me. The first time I saw this happen to see a Timber-Wolf get scared in a matter of seconds.

As the Timber-Wolf stud there ringing started playing with his ability to hear. And static started to toy with his ability to see. I was sucking a good amount of fear to feed and kill him.

I had my first victim for the night.
I started to slash away at the other Timber-Wolves. They managed to hit me but not even a dent came on my body.
The last Timber-Wolf smelled if he were the alpha male of the pack. I guess he is.

He charged at me, then the long tentacles that support my ability to walk and kill grabbed him.
The tentacle rapped around him. Once I catch prey with them there is no use. My prey will be dead in a matter of minutes.
Another one came out from my back and entered in it's mouth.

It went deeper until I can take out what I can make, the most brutal death that I can create.
The tentacle exited him and it was holding his heart. I through it away and headed to the filly.

The attack I did to the Timber-Wolf doesn't seem brutal to me.

The filly was hiding behind a tree shivering. She saw me emerge from a long tree about ten feet away from her.
As I emerged I walked two feet, then static quickly played with her vision then I was immediately in front of her.

I was excited because I haven't fed on a baby in years. But this is my only chance to feed off her fear. But if she turns out not to be scared of me. Then that will be my last chance to feed tonight. But I hope she is scared of me, because when is the next time I get to feed on a baby?

She was cyan blue and had a rainbow mane and tail, she had beautiful rose colored eyes.
I don't care what she looks like or if she dies a slow, horrible, painful death. Which I always make my prey have. I only care if she dies and I feed on her.

She looked at me. I started to feel the fear quickly go away. That's not a good sign. She isn't scared of me.
She started to smile. She lifted her hooves as if I was going to pick her up. I thought about leaving then I shuck it of then I said.
No. I have already came too far without feeding on anyone almost all of today and tonight. I must feed on her.
My tentacles grabbed her. She was upside down, she started to giggle and laugh as I continued to hold her in that angle.
I made a loud roar trying to get her to fear me.

I felt some fear come back into her.
Then another pack of Timber-Wolves came out of the trees and bushes. Maybe some other packs were hunting her as well.
A Timber-Wolf knocked the filly off of my grip on her.
The Timber-Wolf came on her then the filly started to cry.
I can't lose her to some mindless Timber-Wolves. She is my feast and nothing else will have her for their feast.

I grab the Timber-Wolves head and start pushing it into it's body. As the Timber-Wolf died I quickly grabbed another one in the pack and started to tear it apart. The alpha male Timber-Wolf charged at me. He scratched me but surprisingly not even a mark could be made.

My head turned a 180 degree angle. His hearing was consumed by ringing. He was blinded by static.

Dead.

The remaining Timber-Wolves made a scared noise as if how a dog would do if it is scared. They all escaped into the far parts of the Ever-Free forest.

I walked to the filly who was on the ground crying. I picked her up and she stopped crying. She looked at me, then teared up and hugged me and continued to cry.
I took her off of me then I did another loud roar again hopping that she'll fear me. She started to giggle again then laughed.

There seems to be noway to get her to fear me.
In defeat I settled her down and headed back into the forest. She turned around and looked at me. She holed out her hooves as if she were trying to make me come back.
I knew that she was doing that but I didn't care. She started to tear up and cry again.
I looked back at her, she stopped and looked at me. I turned around and continued to walk in the forest and away from her.

I looked again. She was following me. I started to walk faster, she did the same thing. I looked again at her.
She ran up to me, she managed to get in front of me. Her eyes were still wet from tears.
I looked away from her and headed to a different direction hopping that I'll lose her.
But she still managed to block my path. I tried to go to a different direction but again she still managed to block my path.
I was getting annoyed and angry with her. I grabbed her with a tentacle and got her close to my face.
She was getting scared of me. I finally get to feed on her. Static entered her vision, then ringing played with her hearing.
Before I can completely feed on her, she hugged me again.

She closed her eyes as she griped on my chest. Tears rolled down her eyes as she did so.
I was about to take her off of me and then smash her head.
Then she said something that I never heard from a filly ever say to me.

"Daddy!"
I froze in place of what she just said. Did she just call me daddy?
I looked down at her. She looked at me her eyes still wet with tears.
I started to fell something.

It wasn't loneliness or anger. I felt for the first time in my life I feel happy.



In the first time in my life I don't have the enjoyment of ending someones life.

I picked her up with my arms carrying her as well. She looked at me still unsure of what I am doing.
I move my left arm to her. She cringes thinking that I'll end her.
She felt something stroke her mane. She saw me petting her on the head, she looked confused as what I am doing.
Then she started to smile and wipe a tear off her eye.

Don't worry...I'm not going to hurt you. You will be ok. I said while stroking her mane.
I think you need a name...
How about Rainbow Dash? I asked to the filly.
She smiled and nodded her head.

Let's find you a nice warm bed to sleep in. How do you feel about that? She nodded again and she closed her eyes and let the world of dreams take her.


Sweet dreams Rainbow Dash.






I may have that never ending hunger but I don't feel alone anymore.


I think I would never be alone anymore. I may have a new life with Rainbow Dash.
I'll raise her as if she were my daughter.



End of prologue chapter 1