“What happened here?” An orange pony was standing outside of a crime scene.

“We have no clue. Somepony just barged in and took everything.” There was another larger pony. He was dressed in a police uniform, and had a long curly mustache.

“Well, nopony what-so-ever gets by Winona without her barking.” She stomped her hoof down hard on the ground.

“We did find a dog inside. You might wanna take a look.” The officer pointed inside. Applejack slowly trotted in, only to be greeted with a horrifying scene. There sat a brown dog. Covered in blood, its skin cut clean off. All of its guts on the floor, and head severed and hung. Applejack began sobbing, not only at her now dead dog, but at all of the apples from Zapapple harvest were gone.

“We came as soon as possible. Wheres Applejack? She must be hurt so bad.” All of her friends were there.

“She’s inside, but it’s a pretty bad scene.”He pointed inside the barn doors. The first thing they all notices is that there was blood on the doors, and a pair of blood-stained hoof-prints leading off into the woods. As they walked in they saw Applejack. She was laying on her side cuddling a dead body. She didn’t notice, but Applejack has smashed the dogs stomach, and everything Winona ate was all over her side. She didn’t care though.
“Applejack you alright? We came over here to comfort you.” Rainbow was nudging the orange sobbing pony on the side, but she didn’t say anything. They helped her up, and took her inside for a bath. All day Applejack was heart broken. She’d lost her one and only pet. She had Lenona for countless years now, and their friendship was now DEAD thanks to a heartless, cruel, unimaginable monster.

“Who?” That’s all she could say all day as her friends tried to comfort her. “Come on Applejack. I know it’s hard, but you have duties to do!” A big red pony was standing next to her.

“You’re right.” She swallowed, and carried on with her daily chores. By the time she was done she was feeling much better. It was late at night again, and as all six friends crawled into bed when the WORST POSSIBLE THING happened.
Twilight arose from her deep slumber. She looked around, and slowly got up. She went to her mirror, and was astonished at the sight.

“Holy shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit my mane looks horrible. Wait a minute. Somethings wrong.” She turned around. Spike wasn’t in his bed. She stopped and listened. Nothing. She looked all around her tree. No sign of Spike, or a note.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!! WHAT THE FUK IS THIS SHIT?!” A pink pony outside was screaming, and crying. She was eating a cake, but not just any cake. It was a cake made from Spike. She could see his small baby dragon scales on top. His skin was extended, and wraped around the cake. It’s top was covered in blood, guts, and bones for candles. She dropped the cake, and it splattered to the ground. Splashing open only to lose its stuffing of blood. She began to cry. Everypony was looking in horror. First Lenona, and know Spike! How could it get any worse. A few police ponys had arrived, and taped off the crime scene. They questioned Pinkie, and studied everything closely, but there were no clues as to who could have killed a poor baby dragon. Next Chapter: The Fight Estimated time remaining: 14 Minutes