Gore here, weak stomachs should wait for the next chapter

-Vespi

It was nice to be home, Luna thought. She had been stuck on a giant rock for the last 1000 years; trapped. Stuck there trying to entertain herself for 1000 cold, loveless, depressing years. Alone. She had to thank her sister every day in her mind; her big sister was her savior, her idol. Even after trapping her on the moon and nearly killing her apprentice she forgave Luna and allowed her to live in Equestria again.

Luna could now enjoy books in a library instead of crushing 2 rocks together for fun. She was heading into the divine literature of James Ponyson when her sister bursted through the door.  

“Hello there big sister” Luna said with a smile “How’s it going?”

“Now is not the time!” Princess Celestia said “We have a big problem”

“Really” Luna said, flipping a page in her book “What?”

“You’re still here…” Princess Celestia said; not in anger but in the truth.

“And….” Luna said now nervous

“Someone activated the Comet Stone” Princess Celestia said; now looking through shelves trying to find a book.

“Really” Luna said, she closed her book “Are you serious?”

Princess Celestia finally found the book she was looking for “Seriously”

“Lord,” Luna now got up to help her sister “Who do you think it will go after first?”

“Only god knows” Princess Celestia said

***

“Вверх! Вверх! Найти президентом!”

Jesus what was this?

“Sir someone is breaching the cockpit!”

O my god

“Team two respond!”

Was it Americans?

“Team two respond!”

The French? SAS? Germans?

“Dammit Team two!”

Then it hit me, Makarov.

“Dammit! Nikola! Chris! Protect the president! Everyone else with me

I was snapped back into reality, we were being hijacked by our own people. I immediately grabbed my Five-Seven and bolted for the door, my comrades following me.

“TEAM 3 RESPOND!” It was Alexander from team 2, he sounded desperate

“Yes Alex what is going on!?” I asked into my walkie-talkie, I could hear screaming in gunfire from it.

“HIJACKERS! ARMED WITH ASSULT RIFLES AND BALISTIC VESTS! CAUTION IS ADVISED GET THE PRESIDENT TO SAFTEY! “Alexander shouted back; he was panting heavily into the phone now,

“Calm down Alex” I said “We are coming to get you”

I thought Alex was gone for a second when he said “What- what was that?” he now pulled the phone from his head and must of dropped it into his pocket, I could hear everything.

“What is that?”

“There is something in the vents?”

I heard some strange crawling from the ceiling

That didn’t sound like any of the other guards; had the 2 factions stopped shooting just to listen?

Suddenly there was a loud smash and an inhumane scream

“What is that thing?!”

“I don’t know! Someone shoot it!” the only thing that I could hear next was screaming, disgusting gurgling, and finally the phone going dead.

“Guys!” I said,

“What is it?” Everyone replied, we began heading down the hall; there were two dead hijackers, both dead from bullet wounds. I took up one of their AK-47us and my friend Robert found a nice shotgun from the other.

“Something is down there” I said, not really understanding how to put it

“Yea hijackers we know” Robert said

“No, something not human” I said

“What?” Robert and his friend Brendon said at the same time

“Something was down there” I said “Alex gave me a call”

“Impossible!” Robert said, then asking “Do you mean like attack dogs?”

“No, it was something big, the hijackers and our guys even stopped shooting to see what it was.”

Brendon just laughed “Poor Jacob, scared shitless from some monster!” I never really did like Brendon; he was always tantalizing me with stuff like this.

“Fine” I snapped “You take point”

“Good, I need a kill” He said

We continued to walk, heading through the plain; we were relieved that the hijackers were now downstairs in the plane, away from the cockpit… at leastly we were not going to crash.

Then we saw that this wasn’t some attack dog or something small. We found a mangled corpse, arms ripped off. It was Alex; his ballistic vest was torn to pieces like 20 people stabbed him with swords, his left leg was a bloody stump just like the arms, and his right leg was sickly twisted behind him.

“Jesus” Brendon murmured

“You were right Jacob” Robert said, we were all alerted then by a noise from the next room. Brendon (still clutching onto his pistol) took point, while me and Robert hid behind him.

“Come here little guy” Brendon said, slowly walking towards the door.

“Brendon don’t” I cautioned

“Relax” He opened the door “It is-“a spear rammed right out of the door, going through Brendon’s vest, his chest and out the other side.

“Jesus Christ!” Robert screamed

Brendon just looked our way with a sorry expression and like that the spear released Brendon; he fell to the floor with a loud thump.

There was a loud cackle from the next room

“Silly humans! You do not truly think you can kill the immortal!” Came out a feminine voice

“What is that Robert” I asked; my palms were so sweaty I could barely hold the gun in my hand.

It ran through the door; a giant dark blob of matter, ramming its spear directly into Robert’s cranium, splattering brains and guts everywhere.

“ROBERT!” I screamed; I didn’t even think of looking back, I ran and ran and ran; up the stairs all the way back to the room where we began.

“Jacob what is it?” Chris asked

“That thing got Robert and Brendon” I said; I was about to have a heart attack.

“What thing?” Nikola asked, coffee cup in hand.

Before I could answer I felt pressure from the other side of the door, that thing had followed me.

“Dammit everyone help me out!” I screamed, I pushed all my weight onto the door, doing anything possible to keep it closed. Nikola rammed right into me, knocking the wind out of me; if this had been a lighter occasion I would have called him an asshole, but this was something totally different; I knew I was fighting for my life now.

While us 3 bodyguards managed to hold the door back, through a mixture of brute force and half of the table in the room, one of the president’s men used my walkie-talkie.

“Hello is anyone there?”

“Yes I am” That voice came out again

“Jesus let her in Jacob” Nikola said,

“No she killed everyone downstairs!” I barked; screw commanding officers and screw orders

“O please let me in” Said the voice “I will let you all die swiftly, it will be painful but its rather long and painless or swift and painful.”

“Can we have long and painless?” Christ asked

I gave him a grimace

“O please, maybe I will let the girl live.”

“Which girl?” Asked the president, he was standing up now slowly walking towards the door.

“Your daughter” She said,

“Let her in” The president ordered, Nikola moved but me and Christ just stood our ground.

“That is an order” Said the president waving a finger at us.

“Dammit sir” Christ said “Something is wrong here, everyone besides us is dead; Jacob is scared shitless and now we have this thing trying to get us.” He took a moment to compose himself “We can’t let this thing get to our heads.”

“I already did” said the voice “You forgot I ate the pilots, that one guys mustache tasted terrible; just putting that out there.” The monster outside gave out an evil laugh.

“Let her in” The president ordered again

“You heard the man” Nikola said, trying to push me away; I just punched him right in-between the eyes, knocking him down. Nikola pulled out his pistol, I aimed my AK-47u and Christ aimed his pistol at Nikola. If the president hadn’t slammed his hand down on the table we would of all shot each other right there.

“DAMMIT!” The president yelled “WE HAVE SOME SERIOUS SHIT HERE! STOP ACTING LIKE ABUNCH OF BABIES!” The president cuffed his own mouth, and everyone grew silent; that is until the monster said

“That was even easier than expected; well enough games I’m hungry.” The door exploded open, Christ was crushed in-between a wall and the table and I was launched backwards onto Nikola. The president and his associates ducked for cover. A pitch black pony walked in armed with wings and a spear like horn. In her mouth was the president’s daughter, dead. The pony spat it out

“Nightmare Moon doesn’t take prisoners” She said with a cackle; before walking over to the semi-conscious Chris and took out a big chunk from his torso.

I knew this was it, the last thing I wanted to feel was being eaten, I picked up Nikola’s Fifty-Seven and pressed it to my head. I saw my life for a brief moment before I felt the lead enter my head and kill me; I died before I saw the nightmare finish off Chris.

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