//------------------------------// // Five blood, Six blood // Story: Purple tears // by Doukzor //------------------------------// The six ponies stared at Purple in awe. Slowly, Purple grew closer. String Play was the first to break his gaze, as he growled at the stallion. "Vincent". The employee stopped in his tracks as he became alert to the name. He smoothed his posture again, placing a hoof to his chest. A laugh emitted from him. "That`s me. But of course, no pony`s ever gonna know that" Vincent then proceeded to get closer, the knife in his mouth. The children all got up from their seats and began to back away. "Well, your getting smart, it seems. The last colt? Stupid" he sighed. String Play snarled. "Hey! I wasn`t stupid! Your just a tricky idiot!!!" all the attention got drove to him suddenly. Vincent stared confusingly, as did Cake Flower and the other colts. String Play attempted to ignore them, and instead barked an order as Vincent got closer. "RUN!!!" five ponies scattered. Most slipped by Vincent, but String Play and Music took to the vents. Cocoa stood still, frozen. "So, it`s the birthday colt first then? Splendid" Vincent growled as he moved closer to the brown colt. In turn, the small pony stepped back, curling around to suddenly face a wall. He backed up again, but was then met by the soft yet rough fur of Vincent. String Play was long gone, thinking every pony got away, but Music Ruff had stayed in the vents. He was going to help Cocoa, but the words to save him stuck in his throat. "No... Please" Cocoa stammered. He hit the wall as he was pushed down to the floor with a firm purple hoof. Vincent stood above him, a muffled laugh escaping him. He rose his head, the lighting dramatically raising the shadows to his head, making Cocoa struggle to get away. But he was stuck. In one sudden moment, Vincent lunged his head down on the colt`s neck. The blade stuck into and cut open the trachea. Cocoa shook as his body reached for non existent air, and as he sucked in, it brought a terrible sting to his throat. Not long now, and he would drown in his own blood. "NO!!!" Music Ruff cried. Vincent glared over at him, and began to get closer and closer. Music Ruff slunk back into the vents, and began to rush over to the other side of it. Vincent snuck around the corner, waiting for the colt to come into the office. Music placed a hoof on the tile floor, and in one quick motion, began his rush across the floor. Vincent dove for him, but missed by a foot, crashing into the spruce table Badge Gleam had stayed at before. He quickly got onto his hooves, and noticed the purple colt rushing into the other vent. "Idiot" he grunted. Music Ruff climbed out of right vent and into the party room opposite of their original one. He saw Cocoa, whom was slowly dying, his body having small spasms from drowning. "Little colt" a smooth cunning voice came from the entrance to the party room. Music Ruff glanced at a corner of the room,which was occupied by a purple earth pony. "No..." Music Ruff stepped back, though he was too frozen to make another move. "Well, you`ll be easy prey" Vincent smiled as he padded across the room, a bloody knife in his hooves. "Where`s Cocoa!?" Crimson Fur exclaimed. String Play glanced around. "I don`t see him... Or Music Ruff!" he began to dart back to the hallway, but stopped. No pony else could be hurt. "EVERY PONY!!!" String Play yelled. They were currently in the dining party room. Many fillies and colts perked up at the white eyed colt. "THERE`S A MURDERER IN HERE!!! GET OUT!!!" He cried. A couple of Adults got their kids and left, but the majority stayed. "PLEASE! He`s telling the truth!" Crimson Fur pleaded, his eyes watery. A bit more left, but not close to half of the original amount. This wouldn`t work. "Gah! You stupid colt!" Vincent yelled through gritted teeth. That small sneaky colt had managed to cut him with his own knife. The stallion gripped his front leg, but continued towards the room the colt had hid in. Apparently he thought that the next room was a better decision for living. "Oh colt?" Vincent asked as he entered the room. Music Ruff was under a table, his eyes closed. The stallion took this chance, and limped silently forward. He ducked his head under the table, and whispered one word: "boo". Music Ruff attempted to run, but as he got up and lept out of the table, his back hoof slammed against a sharp point. He screamed in pain his hoof digging into a- knife. With a sharp tug, he got it free, but he was forced to limp/run past Vincent, whom grabbed his bloody knife and ran after the colt. Music Ruff turned the corner out of the hallway and had almost made it past to the party room, when he stopped short. Cake Flower sat in front of him, her sides heaving. A cut dug through her right side. "C-Cake Flower?!" Music cried as he ran up to her. "I`m c-cut..." she stammered, "W-when I got a-away, the blade got m-me" she sighed. Her fur was bristled, sticking up like a cat`s. "Music Ruff!" she suddenly cried. "W-what?!" he asked, whimpering. "Run?" a deep voice cut off any sound from the two. Music Ruff turned around, and saw Vincent smile at him. A bloodied purple hoof came down on Music`s right side. It slammed into him, and he was thrown into the wall farthest from Cake Flower. Ponies started taking notice, along with Twilight Sparkle. "Well, Cake Flower. I must say, that` one bad cut" Vincent smiled again. He limped towards Cake Flower. She did her best to back up, but the pain in her sides practically froze her joints. "No..." she cried softly. String Play yelled aloud, "GET OUTTA HERE!!!". This time the ponies did as he said. Music Ruff stared off at Cake Flower. He winced as he got up, shaky with his cut hoof. He whispered something, a sorry to his mother. In one swift dash he lept forward. Once String Play had seen that every pony was evacuated. He turned around to go help Cake Flower, until horror met his eyes. Music Ruff jumped, his eyes closed. He didn`t know exactly where, but he had a pretty good idea of it. A sharp pain resonated from the higher point of his stomach. He dropped to the floor, in which Cake Flower managed to jump out of the way as he fell. "Music Ruff!" she cried. "G-go..." He winced. With a glance at the laughing murderer, she nodded and galloped away, even with her bleeding sides. By now, every pony was evacuating. String Play and Crimson Fur couldn`t leave yet, not now. Music Ruff breathed heavily, but had a planted smile on his face. It wasn`t a forced one, either. He laughed softly. Cake Flower was safe. At least, for now. Vincent allowed Music Ruff to die his dumbly sought for death, as he pursued the yellow filly. String Play`s fur bristled as he noticed Goldy, whom was hiding under a table. Did he not care for his friends?! "Goldy!! Help us!" he cried. Goldy eyed him, but made no move. Vincent slowly closed in on Cake Flower. Crimson Fur made a run at him, but String Play gripped his hair in his mouth. "No, Let me. You help make sure every ponies safe" String Play sighed before galloping off towards Vincent. He was currently about to drop his knife to Cake`s heart. "Vincent! Stop it!" String Play cried. The purple stallion stood up for a second, but then bent back towards Cake. "Say goodbye" he growled happily. Slash String Play stopped dead in his tracks. In the reflection of the blacks of his eye, you could see a crouching yellow filly, blood covering and painting her body, beginning with the chest. Blood began to drip from her mouth onto her hooves, and then the floor. "Cake Flower!" String Play shouted. She was now limp, either close to death, or already there. Vincent turned to String Play, a small line of blood across his neck. "You next?" he asked, coming closer. String Play backed up, but growled at Vincent non the less. He was hurting his friends. His only friends. He killed Cake Flower. Music Ruff killed himself for her. Cocoa was probably dead! String Play snapped at Vincent, ready to lunge onto him. The puppet`s power was returning to him, and he- for once- let it come. Slowly, the power and anger flowed into him. Vincent had gotten a bit close for comfort by then. String Play launched himself through the air, his eyes gleaming creepily. He landed on Vincent, and bit into his flesh, receiving a harsh scream from the purple murderer. He felt relieved to have hurt this stallion, until he realized his stupidity from rage. A sharp point stuck into his back, causing him to fall off. String luckily was able to land on his front hooves, and swiveled around to face Vincent. The knife was stuck in his back. "Well, little colt. Your creepy form`s just a costume, ain`t it?" Vincent cooed. String Play growled and took the knife out of his back, blood oozing out. He threw it at Vincent, whom caught the hilt with one swift motion. String snarled, and glanced over to Goldy, whom had gotten out and was ever so slowly walking to the front exit. He needed a chance to get Vincent by surprise, and why not use the betraying brat? String Play made an action of seriousness, of course an act, and called out to Goldy. "Goldy! Help Crimson!" He pleaded. Vincent looked over to the golden colt, whom stopped in his tracks. He looked back at String Play, and then the purple stallion whom had begun to turn towards the crimson colt. String Play motioned to Crimson Fur, and they nodded to each other. Vincent lunged at Crimson, but the small swift colt just rolled out under him. He began to make his way near Goldy. Of course, the plan String Play had didn`t work. "Hey Vincent! You going for the weak prey? I`m right here, CHICA!!!" String Play teased. Vincent kept going to the two colts. Crimson Fur grasped Goldy`s hair in his mouth, and then turned to drag him over to String Play. "Good. Good. Just, distract him" String Play mumbled to himself. Goldy would follow, and be forced to help them, right? But Goldy stopped. Crimson was dragged back, his neck cracked and tingling. and Vincent took his chance to slow down his pace towards the stunned colt. Every Pony outside watched, horrified. Twilight Sparkle made an attempt to help, but she couldn`t get in. It was like some dark magic had concealed the place shut from magic. The door wouldn`t budge, either. The two colts were currently at the prize corner... Cornered by Vincent. Crimson Fur`s back neck stung furiously from the sudden tug by Goldy, but he managed to get on his hooves. "Ah, your cornered now" Vincent stated smoothly. Crimson glared at him, but Goldy only stepped forward towards the killer. "There`s no escape, but then who would want to leave?" Goldy asked, puzzling Vincent. But the stallion shrugged it off. Just a smart colt, whom understood his fate, apparently. Goldy stepped closer to Vincent. The purple stallion bent down towards the golden colt, and whispered in his ear. "You know your about to die, right?" he asked. Goldy nodded. "Yeah, but I must say one thing afterwards" he relied back, wincing but keeping a smile as the blade of Vincent`s knife dug into his chest. "And what would that be?" Vincent asked. "Meet you in your nightmares" Goldy whispered. He fell to the floor, dead, but smiling. Smiling in the face of death. Crimson Fur had took this time to get away, and so he and String Play were now running towards the front door. They made it there, but some force caused String Play to be pushed back. Twilight nudged her way through the crowd of ponies and cops, and stood at the door. Her face was full of worry. String Play sighed, and nodded a goodbye. He and Crimson turned and ran for the nearest area, unfortunately, where the last child had died. They galloped to the stage. Toy Freddy, Chica, and Bonnie were turned off for some reason, even though the lights were on... String Play hid behind a wall that enclosed the Stage from the party room, a tiny slit of wood only large enough for a filly. Crimson Fur hid on the other side. And the only they could do now was hope Vincent was in the right position for surprising. The purple stallion walked up to the stage. He grinned widely. "Your little plan won`t work, little colt" he eyed String Play. The purple stallion was about to make a move towards him, until he froze. He turned around and looked straight at Crimson Fur. "Well, well, a little fox. Your really a pain, you know that?" Vincent stated as he stretched his neck, popping it and loosening it from earlier. Crimson Fur curled up. There was nowhere for him to go. String Play sifted through his thoughts. He couldn`t surprise Vincent now.... He needed to get him some other way. A glance at Toy Freddy told him what he needed to know. He slunk over behind the animatronic bear, and then the bunny. Small scraping noises could be heard, but Vincent was ignoring that. "So" he smiled. "I`m going to get away with not one murder, but five?!" He laughed. "N-no your not! Foxy`ll save me!" Crimson Fur snarled. Vincent paused. "That heap of metal couldn`t harm a fly" he growled. String Play finally found the panel that controlled the AI levels of the older animatronics. With a few wire tugs, he managed to flip the switch for one up some. "I really hope this works" he sighed. He lept down behind Vincent. "Hey, slug breath! I got something for ye!" String Play grinned. Vincent perked up. "Ye? what are you, a puppet pirate now?" he laughed. String Play kept his grin. "Nope- " he checked the hallway, and smiled even further- "this is a pirate". A growl and what seemed to be panting came from the hallway. Paw steps were heard coming from the hallway, and soon emerged a fox. It was pony like, of course, but also had an eyepatch. "Foxy!" Crimson Fur cheered. The fox smiled at him, and then turned his gaze to Vincent. String Play had tossed the control panel away, it would run out of power soon anyways. Now it was up to Crimson Fur. "Foxy, please help me" Crimson pleaded. Foxy nodded. "Anything for ye, Crimson" he replied, surprising both Crimson and Vincent. It ran at Vincent, whom dodged and galloped out towards the party room. Sadly the spell block he`d set up couldn`t be undone until he deactivated it, and with a fox on his tail, it meant no escape until this thing was TRUE scrap metal. Vincent turned his body around to face the fox robot. It charged at him, and so did Vincent. Crimson Fur had gotten up and walked over to watch the whole play, as did String Play. They fought and dodged each other. Vincent kept it up, even of he knew it was almost impossible to beat metal. He kept glazing the surface of the robot with his knife, maybe leaving a dent, but that would be it. "Erg! You dumb hunk of metal! Just die already!" he cried as he dunked his head form a claw swipe. Crimson couldn`t help but smile. Until Vincent did it. He managed to stick his knife in the chest of Foxy, damaging his wires. The fox clawed Vincent`s eye, before beginning to malfunction. It shook violently. Foxy stared over at Crimson Fur, his mouth pulled into an apologetic frown. "S-sorry Crim-Crim-Crimson... Fur-fur-fur-fur" he stammered through his cracked voice box. Crimson couldn`t help himself. He ran forward. "Foxy!!!" He cried. Vincent shook his head, smiling. He took out the knife, and waited for Crimson Fur get to Foxy. The small red colt limped down beside the fallen fox pirate. It still spasmed a bit, but was ever so softly dying down. "Hah. you dumb colt. Don`t you realize what you`ve just got yourself into?" Vincent snarled happily, much like Goldy had before. "Yes" Crimson Fur stated. String Play had silently thanked him for his endeavor, as he crept up behind Vincent. Maybe he could save Crimson, at least, at least Crimson. He heard a slice. Crimson smiled. "NO!!!" String Play cried. He snarled evilly. Crimson was dead. Blood spilled out on the tiled floor, causing String Play to go into a panic. His breaths became heavy, and his dotted white eyes became smaller than normal. The puppet engulfed his body. "You just killed my only friend" he whispered in a hushed tone. Vincent looked behind himself and smiled. "Why yes, I did" he laughed. "Your gonna pay, Vincent" String Play snarled. "And who would you be, cosplay pony?" Vincent asked, bored at their conversation. String Play laughed. He looked straight at Vincent. "Me? I`m the puppet". A large concentration of whispers exploded from around the room, invading both the minds of String Play and Vincent. Vincent looked around, worry beginning to spread across his face. "W-what`s that?" he stammered. String Play didn`t reply. "It`s me". Vincent backed up, almost tripping over Crimson Fur`s body. He noticed the smiling colt in front of him. A shadow stood behind, smiling as he did. It had a fearsome smile, sharp white teeth, and small white dots like the colt`s. It bore a few gray stripes on it`s legs, and on the face. Vincent backed up even further. His face was full of fear, which made a low cackle emit from the shadow being. String Play asked lightly, "Wanna play?". Vincent turned his tail and ran for the parts and service room. He dropped his knife on the way. String Play calmed down. He had managed to refrain from attacking Vincent, that was to be held later. String Play sighed, and leaned next to Crimson Fur`s body. "The last gift I can give" he whispered. He knew he had to do it. "The gift of life". A small white pulse emitted from Crimson Fur`s body, engulfing his fur, making it look like a pale orange. The glow on his body began on the others, too, from Cake Flower to Cocoa. And slowly it faded, the children`s bodies slowly vanished, fading away from sight. The only being in front of String Play now, was Foxy. The pony fox seemed to be just as it was, laying down in a sleeping position. Until, slowly, it became more... Real. Fur bristled out and felt realer, now softer. It`s ears seemed more flexible. And slowly, a pair of yellow eyes slowly opened from behind the lids. They blinked a few times, bright and full of life. "Crimson". String Play smiled softly.