> Friendship is Death
>  by Death_of_all_Ponies
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> The Beginning of Their End
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	It was a glorious day in Equestria. All was well and good, Rainbow Dash flying dare devil stunts in the clear blue sky like always, Fluttershy spending time in the forest with all of her little and rather large furry friends, Applejack bucking apples as if it was the only thing to save her life, Rarity designing new fabulous dresses for everyone to wear for any momentous events, Pinkie Pie shaking her butt all over Ponyville like life was just a party for her to enjoy, and Twilight Sparkle reading more spells than ever before to complete all the spells the other Princesses knew. Everything completely normal that day, if only they knew just what horrible, insane pony was coming to town.
Around high noon a dark, shady and mysterious pony came walking into Ponyville. He wore a black cloak that hid his face in shadows. He didn’t talk to anypony, he didn’t make eye contact, and all he did was stand in the center of town the whole day. 
“What a nice town,” he thought, “Everypony’s friendly to me, the whole town just looks happy too. Just like my old home was,” the pony said with a sigh.
He could remember it like it was yesterday, how he massacred all the ponies who lived there. He had enjoyed that day like no other. The pony was taking a break from all the lessons his parents signed him up for as usual. Although everyday seemed like it was the same each time, so he wanted to change things up a little today. He went to visit his friends and see if they could play with him. “Guys, I left my lessons to come play with you. So what are you three doing?”
“Get lost,” said one.
“Scram,” said another
“We don’t like you and never have. You’re annoying,” said his best friend.
“But…I don’t understand…we’ve been playing for-“
“Let me try and say this in terms that a poor annoying pony can understand,” a pony said with a hefty shove. “From the very beginning when we all met, all of us thought that you were one of the most annoying and stupid ponies that we had ever met. All those times where we played with you and acted like we were your friends were fake. From the very beginning we wanted you gone.”
“You want me…gone…” the pony said with overflowing tears. “Well then…why don’t you be gone!?” The pony leapt toward one of his ex-friends and kicked him square in the snout crushing most of his face. With blood covered hooves he then broke the bleeding pony’s neck, killing him. As the other two stood in shock, the sad angry filly ran to them and bashed their heads together with such force that it caused their skulls to break open and let them bleed out.
He sat there for a long while starring at his only friends, or now just some ponies, that he had killed out of sheer anger and sadness. “What have I done…I killed the only ponies there have ever been nice to me… Oh Celestia, what have I done,” but then he realized something…he had never felt so alive. That killing those three was…fun. So he thought that he would have more fun this way by going into the nearby town only about a mile away.
As soon as he walked into the town everypony seemed to glare at him with looks of disgust or disapproval. “This will only make it that much more fun,” he thought. So he found the closest sharp object he could find, a broken piece of glass. And thus started his hours and hours of bloody murder fun. One by one the little pony killed. Each one a different way, stabbed in the eyes, broken neck, gutted, no two ponies were murdered the same way. And this pony only found joy in all of their deaths. But deep down…all he really wanted was a true friend.
When he was done with his killing spree night had already fallen and the moon shined bright in the stars. “Guess it’s time to go home. I’ll tell my parents of all the fun we had everypony!” he said to a pile of pony corpses. “Too bad we can’t do this another time, but oh well, bye-bye,” said the blood splattered filly as he trotted away.
The little pony made his way to the small house that lay in the country side as he happily grinned. “Mommy! Daddy! I’m home! I had so much fun today with everyone in town.”
“Why that’s great pumpkin, come tell me- oh…oh my Celestia! Darling come here why are you covered in blood?” ask his worried mother.
“I killed them,” He said with a large smile.
“What?”
“I killed them all, everypony in town. We had so much fun, first I got a piece of glass and shoved it into this pony’s neck, then I-“ he was cut off by his mother’s face…the same face everypony else gave him. He looked over his father just to see the same. “Wh…what? I was only having some fun…why…why do you look at me JUST LIKE ALL THE OTHERS?” 
He had snapped. He was no longer the same little filly but instead something completely insane in a young pony’s body with a strong blood lust. That night he had “fun” with his parents all night long. They screamed, they shouted, they even ran but their son was too fast for them. They eventually just accepted their fates to die at their son’s hoof.
When morning came he had no memory of what happened last night and what he did to his parents. All he knew was he came home and then he was there….there in a blood painted room, no spot left of wall. Just a fully blood red room. There was no sign of the corpses and he actually started to worry about them. He ran all over the house shouting “MOMMY! DADDY! WHERE ARE YOU?” while crying his little eyes out. Nothing. There wasn't another soul, the only thing he found was a cloak with his parents’ cutie marks sewn onto the inside, and what he called a death mark, a pony’s broken skull. From then on, vowed to become what his parents wanted him to be, somepony well known…..
“Ahh, memories. Boy do I miss those simple days where I didn't have to keep killing for a living, when I could kill anypony I wanted at any time, and not at a deadline.”
The distracted stallion snapped back into reality and saw that it was night. He had dozed off for hours in his memories of his murderous and joyful past and didn't realize how late it was getting. There was nopony around at this time of night. It was quiet and peaceful as all the ponies slept in their own little beds as the full moon lit the night sky just enough for him to see. “Well I suppose that now is as good time as any to start,” the pony said to himself. He pulled out a small piece of paper from inside his cloak when he reached the front of a house that held his first victims and placed it on the door. “That should do.” He simply opened the door and just walked in. As the door closed the note fell to the ground and opened revealing the words “Friendship is Death.”
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	When she woke up, she found herself strapped to a pole. Her front legs were bound tightly together by leather. So were her hind legs, plus a rope around her neck and torso to keep her from struggling. Upon further inspection of her surroundings everyone else was tied up but each to something different. Rainbowdash to an enormous bolder that looked too huge and heavy for just one pony to move, her legs and wings were spread out and practically were ripping off of her body. Pinkie Pie had her hooves nailed to the ground with thick wooden stakes; her blood was starting to make a puddle around her and kept growing larger and larger. Fluttershy was locking inside a metal cage that had small sharp nails sticking out every which way. The only one who wasn’t restrained was Rarity, but she still seem to be very upset about her sister and was what looked like talking to Sweetie Belle’s severed head as if her sister was alive and sitting right there.
“Oh no…this isn’t good. At this rate we’ll all end up like Princess Celestia. We have to stop Roug- WAIT!” said Twilight with and sense of urgency. “Where is Rougebone?” He was nowhere in sight. 
“That jerk knocked us out and restricted us like this and then just left,” said Rainbowdash with a depressed voice, “and he’s sure to be back soon.”
“Well if he’s gone then I can use my magic to get us all out of these traps.” Twilight then closed her eyes and focused on getting herself untied, but before she could even start Twilight felt a rush of wind followed by agonizing pain on her forehead.
“Nah-ah-ahh. We don’t want you escaping now do we?” Rougebone said with a cocky attitude, “You wouldn’t want to miss out on all the fun we were going to have would you?”
“GAH! What did you just-, “Rougebone pointed down to the ground just in front of Twilight’s hooves. She was stunned; she couldn’t believe that he had actually done what he did. “Y-you…cut off…m-m-my…m-my.”
“Your horn, yes. That is the only source of magic a pony like you has isn’t it?” he asked in a rhetorical tone.
“Y-you couldn’t have….this must just a dream! That’s it. Just a bad dream,” Twilight said with a voice of nervousness and desperation. It was official. Twilight’s mind had broken. She was just as delusional as Rarity now, any hope that she had left about escaping was gone; crushed.
“I can assure you, Twilight my dear idiotic pet, that is no dream, that this is indeed the reality,” Rougebone said, “And in this reality you shall feel pain like no other!” Suddenly whips her under belly repeatedly. Rougebone whipped, and whipped, and whipped for hours. All of the other ponies couldn’t do a thing about this either, all that they could do was watch and feel helpless. By the time he stopped, Twilight’s stomach was as red as the dried blood from the ponies Rougebone had killed that stained his cloak.
“I’m surprised that you have gone this long without any crying or anything,” Rougebone said as he put the whip inside his cloak, “I thought that you would be the second most annoying of them all when I did this, but you have actually have become my favorite to torture.”
“What’s the point,” Twilight said in a depressing tone, “we’re all going to die by your hand anyway. You’ve got all of us immobile with no way of escape. I’ve faced the facts of this situation, we lost and you won.”
“I’m very surprised to hear even you say that you little fuck,” he said when turned his head away from the setting sun. “You know Mommy and Daddy…even though I’m a killer…I still feel somewhat nice when I see a sunset. Don’t you think it’s nice and pretty?”
“Oh yeah! I love the sunset, it’s one of the things I look forward to every day,” Pinkie Pie said like she was really excited for one of her parties. She spoke fast and without hesitation and in a voice that Rougebone found quite annoying. She went on and on letting her ADHD get to her, “I bet Princess Celestia always makes the sun look like an amazing glowing orange balloon in the sky, but that’s weird seeming how the Princess is dead and can’t control the sun anymore. So if she isn’t controlling the sun then how is the-“
“SHUT UP WILL YOU! I NEVER ASKED YOU, YOU PINK FUCKING DUMBASS, ADHD LITTLE BITCH! I WAS ASKING-,” Rougebone paused for a few seconds and calmed himself down, “I was asking my parents.”
“But there’s no other pon-,” the very talkative pony was cut off by three knives being thrown into her hind legs. “OWIE! That really hurrrrts.”
“Don’t you ever…ever…say that my parents aren’t here again. The-they are here. My Mommy and Daddy are always here.” Rougebone seemed off now, before when ever he mentioned his parents he was more mad and violent, but this time, this time was different. He had worry and maybe a little bit of sadness in voice, as if he was trying to reassure himself that they really were there. “Hm? What is it Mommy? .... Oh, you’re right, it is night now. I guess I lost track of time. We had best get to sleep, we wouldn’t want to be tired when we come back and continue our activities with these ponies.”
With that Rougebone vanished right there, gone. There wasn’t a trace of him, he was there one second and then gone the next, as if he wasn’t even there. This event confused all the ponies that saw, there was only one who could teleport and that was Twilight, but even if he had the magic Rougebone didn’t have a horn. They couldn’t figure it out. The moon was high now and shined down on the helpless ponies.
And to all of their surprise, the other younger princess, Princess Luna, came gently floating down from the full shining moon. “I’m sorry I couldn’t be here sooner my friends,” Princess Luna apologized with a very soft and calm voice. “I can only come out during the night, unlike my sister, who can only come out during the day.”
“Princess Luna! Boy, are we glad to see you!” Fluttershy said with excitement.
“Yes,” Rougebone said while he appeared behind the Princess, “very glad.”
“How the- When did you get there?! You left to go sleep,” said Rainbowdash with shock and anger.
“I have my ways, but let’s get to what is truly important, Princess Luna. I was very shocked to see Celestia come here, but never did I ever think that you Luna would and try to come to the rescue,” Rougebone admitted in a serious voice. “If I can kill you as well then I will forever remembered as a permanent part of history. I will make my Mommy and Daddy so proud!” He takes out a rusty chainsaw from his small black cloak and revs it up. “Not to mention that I get to try out this toy, oh I’m so pumped!”
“Trust me, you murderous fiend, I’m not like my sister. She may have the better physical strength of us two, but my magic is far superior to anypony’s,” Luna confidently said while her horn started to glow.
“Mmmhmhmhmhm, you’re making me more anxious to fight you. Unless you have any further words, let’s dance.”
The Princess of the moon and the pony who brutally murdered everypony else clashed. Rougebone came at her with the chainsaw and she blocked it with a barrier. The Princess launched spells of nature at Rougebone and he evaded them with ease. It was obvious that the two were equal matches in combat. The fight had what seemed like a pattern, an endless cycle of attack and defenses neither showing signs of stress or weariness. The other ponies watched in awe as the two powerful beings clashed with their awesome might. 
“Hmph, you weren’t kidding. You really are a better magic user than your sister,” Rougebone said with a smirk. “But let’s make things a little more interesting.”
“I won’t play your silly mind games Rougebone. I’m here to seal you away and that’s just what I’m going to do!”
He smiled and chuckled at that thought. “Well where’s the fun in sealing me away? Then I couldn’t kill all these ponies,” he insanely exclaimed. “Besides, this is no mind game dear Luna.” He explained while walking to Princess Celestia’s dead corps. “Rise and shine, pony of the dead. Come and take this pony’s corps. Time for you to come and do my deed. Why, to kill her of course!” he chanted. With a swift jump, the body of Celestia has now risen from the bloody pool on the ground.
Everypony was in awe. They all saw their dead Princess just stand back up. But there was no magic done there, that much was obvious. There was no aura emitting from neither Rougebone nor Celestia who now stands by his side. Just what had Rougebone done to do this, it just seems like things will happen according to his will. “Celestia,” he said in a calm quiet voice, “kill.” With that the undead body charged at Luna with her horn aimed straight for her chest. But unfortunately she brought up a magic shield just in time.
“Sister, why are you…HOW are you…,” Luna questioned the emotionless pony. “You have to break his spell, you must fight back!” Luna used her magic to send Celestia flying back.
“Ha! Haven’t you figured out that I don’t use magic? If you haven’t then you’re even more idiotic than I had thought.” Rougebone then walks over to an old beaten wooden chair and sits to watch them fight. “You can’t break what I’ve done to her and neither can she idiot she’s dead. Now back to the show. Celestia!” Once again the dead Princess charges with a lifeless expression at her sister.
Luna skillfully avoids the attack and summons a barrier around her sister. “You...you turned my own sister against me.”
“Yeees, it makes things so much more interesting for me to watch and enjoy. Not to mention it must be breaking those ponies’ hearts over there seeing their two princesses fight.” Rougebone sat back in his chair and relaxed while grinning. “In fact,” he looked at the barrier Luna had summoned and it just vanished, “I’d like this to continue right now.”
“Wha-, “ Luna had no time to react for she was too close to the lifeless moving corps. The horn of the dead princess straight through Luna’s chest just missing her heart. She coughed and blood splattered on the ground. The dark red liquid ran down her leg and started to form a puddle. The princess pulled Luna up and threw her against a wall with a loud and painful sounding crack. Luna had broken her hind legs and shrieked in agony.
“OHHHH-HO-HO! That looked like it really hurt! I love it! Ok now break her back with a pile driver!” Rougebone was standing up again, well more like jumping around excitedly. He found so much joy in others’ pain. Maybe that was why he was doing all this; maybe he just wanted some fun.
But his joy was soon ended when Luna had healed her legs with a healing spell of some kind. Yet, she hadn’t healed that hole in her chest that was still bleeding out at a very fast rate. “You’ll need mo-,” she stumbled for a second, “more than broken bone to defeat me,” Luna got her balance back and stood ready to fight.
“You know, even though I love a good fight, you are somehow really turning me on. And you are kind of pretty looking,” Rougebone flirted in a suggestive tone. “Celestia stand down for now,” and just like that as fast the dead corps came she went down laying on the ground.
“Though I appreciate the compliment, I will not be swayed by your sweet talk,” the Princess snapped. “I am a fighter and do not let my feelings enter any battle.”
“Hahaha, we’ll see about that. I’ve got just the thing to make you change your mind all together,” Rougebone said with a slight smile on his face.
“He’s planning something, I know it! And with what he said I bet he is going to threaten the girls over there. I can’t let that happen, I must protect them at all costs.” Rougebone withdraws his rusty chainsaw back into his cloak, took a single step towards the ponies and vanished into thin air once again. The Princess immediately reacted and started running to them only to get a face full of lightly glowing blue flowers.
“Beautiful, are they not?” he said as he pulled the flowers into his mysterious cloak. “They’re famously known as the blue lust flower. I’m sure you have heard of them, no?”
“Th-the blue lust? That can’t be right,” she place her hoof on her snout, “that species is extinct!”
“Ahh so you have heard about this flower. Then you must know what happens when you inhale it pollen. And no, it’s not extinct; I’ve been taking care of these for a few years now,” he explained, “and it’s only a few more minutes until the pollen starts to take affect and make you horny as Pinkie is when she eats cupcakes with special sprinkles at one of her parties.”
Everypony then glanced over at Pinkie when they heard her secret. “Whaat? Those cupcakes are soooo good that they just make me wanna…ohhh make me wanna do a lot of naughty things. Then thinking about do those kinds of things at a party, oh boy, does that get me started.”
“Aaanyway,” Rougebone said annoyed, “when the flower’s power takes control you’ll be my sex slave forever! So I’ll just let you try and fight the effects while I go and torture these ponies some more.”
“Not if we can help that,” screamed two far off voices.
“Oh who now?! Can’t a pony just kill and torture others in peace and quiet? I mean really, I wouldn’t interrupt you’re daily routine.”
“That would be us!” Shining Armor and Princess Cadence came storming into town with angry expressions. “We will stop this madness once and for all. We took down King Sombra recently so we are pretty sure we can stop a raging killer,” Shining said with confidence.