Trevor, with his many spears and ax, and his pseudo-partner, Whistle, looked upon the large orchard. Many different plants, containing all sorts of fruits and vegetables seemed to stretch endlessly, but their was no sign of the orange mare.

"So, Clean." Trevor looked to him. "Are you telling me, that within this large orchard, this very, very large orchard, is the single pony that we're looking for?"

"Yep." Clean stated.

"Well, then." Trevor smacked the back of Cleans head with his hoof. "You could have told me how fuckin' big the place is! I would have you get some of the others to help us. In fact, do that."

"Ow, alright." Clean rubbed the back of his head before leaving. "How many?"

"I don't know, shit, like five I guess."

With that, Clean left him.

"Hmm, should I wait for him? Or just go on?" Trevor looked inside the forest like orchard, and he saw a brief glimpse of orange.

"What the... ah hell, might as well." Trevor began to slowly walk inside the orchard, looking around in case someone were to jump him.

As he walked through, he was somewhat reminded of the forest back home, in San Andreas, hunting for deer. The tall trees, the noises of little critters constantly going, his own hoofsteps the only hoofsteps he could hear.

As Trevor slowly creeped through, he heard a twig snap from behind. He quickly turned around, only to see a small rabbit.

"Boo!" He yelled, trying to scare it.

He chuckled lightly as the rabbit fled from him. When he turned around, he was surprised when he saw a yellow filly, no more shorter than him, bucking one of the trees.

"Hey!" He shouted. "Who are you?"

"Hmm?" She looked up, and saw Trevor. "Oh, hey there." She said, somewhat forlorn.

"What's your name, and why are you so depressed?" Trevor asked.

"Apple Bloom." She said. "And, well, ah've been like this for a while now, I guess." She bucked another tree.

"Huh, Applejack's sister I take it?"

Apple Bloom seemed slightly disgusted when Trevor mentioned her. "Yeah." She bucked another tree, slightly harder.

"You don't seem to thrilled at that."

"WHY SHOULD I!?" She suddenly snapped. "SHE'S A DARN MURDERER!" She bucked the tree hard enough to almost crack the tree in half.

Trevor lightly smiled. "Can you tell me where she is?"

Apple Bloom looked up. "What's yer name, stranger?"

"Trevor."

"Are you that pony that's been going around the castle, killing everyone?"

"I am not a pony." Trevor growled. " And yes. Well, not everyone." Trevor chuckled. "I'm sure there are a couple ponies left."

"And you're here to..."

"Yep."

Apple Bloom thought for a moment, absentmindedly bucking the trees.

"Alright fine, don't help me, see if I care." Trevor said, somewhat immaturely, as he continued down the path.

"Wait." She said.

Trevor stopped, and looked back to the filly.

"If ah tell you where she is, will you promise me somethin'?"

"Depends on what it is."

"Before you ... do it, let me see her."

"Why?" Trevor asked

"Because ... she needs to know how it feels." She answered vaguely.

"Alright, I promise." Trevor said, and he meant it. "Now, where is she?"

"You see that small path, right there?" She pointed towards it. "Go straight down it, it'll take you right to her."

"Thanks." He left, and trotted down the path.

After a good distance, Trevor was lead to a large tree, probably the largest in the whole orchard, and laying on it was Applejack, her stetson covering her eyes. Next to her, a rope laid on the ground.

Trevor slowly creeped in front of her, and raised one of his spears over her. Just as he was about to strike, she said. "If you value your life, partner." She raised the stetson off her eyes. "You'd best put that down, and walk away."

"Sorry, I made a promise." He thrust the spear, and Applejack rolled out of the way before it hit her, the spear getting lodged in the tree.

"Now listen here!" She said, as Trevor quickly grabbed another spear from his side. "Let's make this a fair fight. No weapons, no nothin'."

Trevor thought for a moment, before releasing the straps off his sides, the weapons clinking against each other as they landed on the dirt. Trevor cracked his neck. "Alright. Let's go."

Applejack charged at him, but Trevor dodged her, and tried to strike one of her back legs, but she quickly moved out of the way.

"Hold still, darn it!" She charged at him again, and Trevor quickly dodged her again, making her run directly into the tree. As she was trying to gain her senses again, Trevor grabbed the back of her head, and slammed her into it again, near the spear lodged into it. She collapsed, coddling her head in pain.

Trevor laughed as she tried to get back up, only to collapse again. Before she could try again, Trevor had kicked her side, and holding her in place with one of his front hooves.

"Heh, some fighter you were." He taunted.

"Let me go! I'll show you how good I am!" She struggled against him, but could only squirm.

"Hey." He leaned in close to her. "Wanna know who told me where you were?"

She didn't answer, but seemed interested, still trying to get free.

"HEY, YOU AROUND!?" He yelled.

"I'm back here!" Yelled Applebloom, coming out of the path.

"Applebloom? Run and get help, this pony's a killer!" Applejack tried to warn her sister.

"Ah know Applejack." Applebloom said. "It was me, Ah told him you were here."

Applejack was shocked, and stopped trying to escape from Trevor.

"Oooh, that's gotta hurt, huh?" Trevor leaned in close again. "To know that you're own sister ratted you out?"

Applejack ignored him. "A-Applebloom, why?"

"Because you betrayed me Applejack!" She snapped. "When you started killing folks simply 'cause they're different!" She got closer to her. "When you started turning 'em into those weirdos that do nothin' but praise Celestia!" She was screaming in her face. "AND WHEN YOU TURNED IN BIG MAC FER TRYIN' TO STOP YOU! YER OWN BROTHER, ROTTING IN SOME JAIL CELL!"

"W-we had to s-stop them, sis! They were killin' themse-!"

"Oh, don't you start spoutin' nonsense again!" She turned her back on her. "If they were truly killin' themselves, how the hay did they survive so long, before we met 'em?"

Applejack didn't answer for that. She started tearing up. "A-Applebloom, please. Ah'm sorry."

"It's too late fer that, 'sis'." She started to leave, but stopped for a moment. "Ah hope you rot in Tartarus." She said, coldly. With that, she was gone.

Applejack started to cry, but then realized she had a killer on top of her.

Before she could try to retaliate again, Trevor brought one of his hooves back, and punched her square in the jaw. As she laid on the ground, momentarily dazed, Trevor grabbed the rope, and started tying it into a noose, making sure Applejack didn't try to run away again. Satisfied, he threw the other end of the rope over one of the lower branches, and tied the noose over Applejacks head. Realizing what he was doing, Applejack tried desperately run away, but couldn't escape from his grasp. Trevor smacked her into the tree again, and went over to the untied end of the rope.

"Any last words?" He asked. But he didn't let her say anything, as he suddenly pulled with all of his might. Applejack couldn't breath, and the noose slowly strangled her to death.

"Hmm, didn't even need 'the fire' for her." He chuckled.

He made his way out of the orchard, making sure to grab his weapons.

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It was a good while before Trevor found his way back.

"Ah, finally!" Trevor breathed deep as he found himself near the door back into the castle. As he breathed out, Clean Whistle came back, with four other ponies. Mostly Unicorn, and one Pegasus.

"Trevor!" Clean yelled. "I got-" He didn't finish, as he noticed Trevor was covered in blood. "Oh, uh, I take it we're too late?"

"Correctamundo. What the hell took you so long?" Trevor sighed. "But, good timing. We're gonna need all the help we can get for the next one."

"Who's that?" One of them asked.

"Rainbow Dash! Where might she be, Clean?"

"Um." He put a hoof to his chin. "It's pretty late, I think this is her usual napping time."

"Where does she nap, oh finder of royal cunts?"

"On her personal cloud, which is near that big tower." He pointed towards a tower that peeked over the walls that hold the orchard.

"Alright then, let's go!"

As they made there way, Trevor thought of something. "Hey Clean." He asked "What is the 'revolution' currently doing?"

"Well." He started. "After it was clear you were a serious threat, Captain Shining Armor ordered all available guard to protect Celestia and his sister, Twilight. The revolution is currently finding and killing any lone guards before they rush the main doors to the throne room, which is crawling with guards."

"Ah, Twilight. I feel like, when I get to her, I'm going to have a lot of fun."

"How do you mean?" Clean asked.

"Let's just say ... back in my world, a man with a pipe was a very dangerous man." He vaguely said. "That reminds me, you there!" He pointed to one of the ponies. "Go find me a pipe."

Author's Notes:

>inb4 accusations of OOC

I totally killed a fly with a pair of scissors once. Felt like a chinese karate master or some shit. And no, I totally didn't forget to add something after I published this chapter, nope not at all.