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// Ch 3- Something in the walls 
// Story: Cutie Mark Crusaders Summer of Horror. 
// by Grenazers 
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SOMETHING IN THE WALLS


Today was the day a pony named, Valiant Knight moves into his brand new home. After years of living in that crappy apartment building, the unicorn finally found a house cheap enough for him to afford. So after signing some papers and getting the keys, Valiant got some of his buddies to help him move his stuff into his new house.

After finishing their job, Valiant’s buddies decided to reward their hard work by celebrating. They partied at his place and they continue to party to the dead of night. Once everypony got tired they all decided to head on back home.

This left Valiant, all alone in his new house. The stallion did some light cleaning around the house, getting ready to go to bed. However, before he goes to bed, he made sure all the windows and doors were locked and secured. 

Tired, Valiant yawned and headed upstairs. He trots into his bedroom and went straight for his bed. After getting on, he covers himself with his blanket and laid his head on the soft white pillow. Instantly the stallion falls asleep, his mind wandering off to slumber land.

As he slept, downstairs in the laundry room, there was a small window that Valiant forgot to lock. Outside there was a shadowy figure that stood outside the unlocked window. The thing opened the window and despite how small the entrance was, it slid right through it and enters the house.

The next day, nothing unusual happen to the stallion until it was night. Valiant was just sitting on his couch, reading a book. It was an old book that Valiant received many years ago, but never gotten around to reading it. After reading only a couple of pages, he now remembered why he never read it. He was never really into reading.

So closing the book, he places it back on his bookshelf and went to kitchen to get himself a drink. However, as he trotted his ears caught the sound of something. Listening closely he can hear the sound of movement all around him. It was hard to describe what it was, but the closes he can compare it to be somepony hoof steps.

Suddenly the sound of hasten trotting came from behind and Valiant quickly spun his head around, but only to find nothing. The same sound occurs again, this time coming from the kitchen. The stallion dash to kitchen, but like before found nothing.

Afterwards the sound didn’t happen again and everything was silent once again. Valiant was still confuse by it, but shrugs it off as nothing and went to bed.

Later that night while the stallion slept in his bed, the air vent cover in his room was pushed open and something crawled out of it. It quietly steps towards the bed of the sleeping stallion, standing next to him as it looked down at the completely vulnerable pony.

Then something emerges from the head and out came a long appendage. At the end of this appendage was a sharp, thin needle. The thing aims the needle above the stallion and upon finding the right spot, it plunge the needle downward.

The next morning, Valiant woke to the sun shining its bright yellow light to his sleepy face. Normally he would be up by now and be in the bathroom, washing his face. However, for whatever reason he feels really weak. 

He tirelessly pushes the blankets off himself and very slowly got up and sat on the side of his bed. For whatever reason he feels weird, like there was something on him. Scratching his back he was about to get up and head towards the bathroom but he immediately stopped when he looked down at his own hoof. There was blood on his hoof.

Jumping off his bed, he swiftly turns around and saw a large bloodstain on his bedsheet. At first he thought somepony was killed on his bed, but when he inspects himself he made a horrific discovery. This was his blood.

An hour later, Valiant’s bedroom was filled with police officers and forensic scientist, all surrounding the blood covered bed. The stallion sat in the corner with a paramedic checking him out. Aside from the blood loss, Valiant was going to be alright. 

According to the paramedics, the blood came from the wound on his neck. After washing the blood off off him, the wound closely resembles that of a mosquito bite, except much larger.

With the investigation going on, they have to keep the place lock down. Meaning Valiant has to stay at another pony’s house for a while. Thankfully, one of his buddies offered him a place to stay while the police are doing their investigation. Valiant accepted the offer and went off with his friend, Couch Potato.

Later that day, the two stallions spend the rest of the day at his house. Couch showed Valiant around the house, showing off all neat and cool stuff he had. Afterwards the two spend the rest of the night watching an old movie together. It was an old favorite of theirs, back when they were just teenagers. The two were going to get a nice bit of nostalgia from watching it.

While the film was nice to watch, it didn’t keep Valiant’s mind off of what happened to him this morning. He still wonders who or what made that wound on his neck and why. As the stallion tries to piece this together in his head, his ears caught the faint sound of something moving around. 

At first he thought he was hearing things, but the same sound happened again and this time he clearly heard it. Valiant ask his friend if there was anypony else in the house. When Couch said he live alone by himself this got him worried.

Suddenly he heard something moving outside the living room. Valiant then rush to the door and look outside the hallway, only to find nothing outside. Couch looked at his friend worryingly and asks if he was alright. Valiant said he was and decide to just go to bed.

Sometime later Valiant woke up in the middle of the night. Checking his alarm clock, it told that it was three in the morning. Feeling his mouth a little dry he got up and went to get himself a glass of water.

When he left the room and climb down the stairs, he can hear the movie playing in the living room. Assuming that his friend has fallen asleep on his couch, he decide to go in, close the movie projector and get his friend to bed.

Upon entering the room he saw his friend still sitting on the same couch. He called out to him as he turns on the light and turns the projector off. However, Couch did not respond. 

Thinking that his friend was a heavy sleeper he decides to trot in front of him and give a gentle shove.

But, when Valiant got in closer he notice how pale his friend looked. When he got to the front of Couch, Valiant was shock to find him dead. Couch Potato looked completely drained, like somepony sucked the life out of him. Looking closer, he spots a circular wound on his neck.  A wound that is similar to the one on his neck.

His ears then caught the sound of something moving around. This time however, it came from the wall besides him. He took a step back and listens in closely, hearing the sound of something crawling within the wall.

His eyes went wide upon this revelation. It was no wonder why he couldn’t find this thing. It was never really inside the house; rather it was hiding inside the walls itself.

With this key information, Valiant can now fight against this creature. Grabbing a nearby fire iron with his magic, the stallion pointed the blade part at the wall, waiting for the thing to move. 

Suddenly he heard something in the wall and quickly thrust his weapon into it. He must have hit near as he can hear the creature scurrying up to the ceiling. Pulling the fire iron out, Valiant shoves the fire iron upwards. This time he hit his target as he can hear the creature screech in pain.
However, it wasn’t done yet. It then ran in the direction of the kitchen and Valiant chase it there. Once there he closely listens to the spot where the creature was. After hearing it crawl near the light bulb, he stabs the ceiling and the creature let out a painful shriek.

The creature then left the kitchen and went somewhere upstairs. Valiant climbs the steps and trace it to his room. Turning on the light, he stood there and waited, listening in for the creature to make its move. However, a minute pass and he hears nothing. The stallion attempted to trot around the room, hoping to stir the creature into moving.

When Valiant trots near an air vent a thin, fleshy, tentacle like appendage came out through the vent. At tip of this appendage was a pointy needle and it was aiming at the unsuspected stallion. When the tentacle drew near to him, it thrust itself deep into his neck.

This sudden attack surprise the stallion, but most shocking of all he can feel the tentacle sucking the blood out of his body. The last time this happened he was asleep when it got him; this time however will be much different. Valiant then twist his body around and using the fire iron, he cut the tentacle off himself. Then he using his magic, the stallion grabs hold of the needleless tentacle before it could retreat into the vent.

Valiant then pulled on the tentacle, planning to pull the creature out in the opening. The beast resisted and pulled back. This did not deter the stallion and with one single strong pull, he manages to pull the creature out.

It burst through the vent and landed on the floor before him. Valiant now got good a view of the thing and it disturbs him greatly. The creature was equine in shape, but hairless and extremely thin. So thin in fact that is probably how it can move so freely in the tight spaces of the wall. But, what freaked him out the most was when he got to the head. It closely resembles a pony head, but with insect like features.

It had two long antennae, two short palps and two compound eyes. He spots the mouth and saw the needleless tentacle lying on the wooden floor.

The stallion continues to stand there shocked by the creature freakish appearance. Suddenly the creature jump up and startled him. Valiant in response stab the fire iron into the creature’s head, killing it instantly. 

After killing the creature, Valiant sat on his bed and sighs in relief, glad that it was over.

An hour later the cops Valiant called arrive at his friend’s house. After explaining everything to them and showing them the dead body of the creature. The police then recover the dead bodies, one the creature and the second, Couch Potato. The creature will be taken to their lab and will be analysis, determining what this thing was.

In the meantime since the culprit was dealt with, valiant was now free to move back into his house.

By the time Valiant arrives at his house; Celestia’s sun was already peeking over the horizon. Unlocking the door, the stallion looks around and smiled. He was happy to be back in his house again. As the stallion went to the kitchen to grab himself something to eat, he was unaware of the little present left behind by the creature.

Somewhere within these walls lays a cluster of small egg sacks, hanging in a corner. At first they were motionless, but then simultaneously they all begin to move. One of the eggs got the top part ripped open and a tiny head emerge, a head similar to the Creature.





“And that’s all folks.” Sweetie Belle ended her story. 

All the foals and even the counselor clop their hooves together. After showering the little white filly with compliments and praises, Counselor Fire Starter looked at his wristwatch and saw that it was getting late.

“Alright kids that’s enough.” The stallion settles all the foals down. “We only have time for one more story.” He then turn his attention to the orange Pegasus filly. “Go ahead Scootaloo.”

Clearing her throat she steps forward. “My tale begins in the aftermath of a battlefield. The fields were littered with the bodies of fallen soldiers; their spilled blood stains the ground they lay on.”

“Pits of fire spread across the fields, still burning despite the battle being over. The black smoke these fire produce rose into the air, blackening the bright blue skies.”

“Pieces of machinery lay scatter around the battlefield, remnants of the mighty war machines they use to be.”

“Despite the sign of death everywhere, there was one pony that is still alive. However, for not much longer if he continues to stay here. Here…

AMONG THE DEAD