I was standing on a rolling green field, the sun at it's peak in the sky. It was a nice temperature, maybe 24 degrees Celsius.

"Well" I said, "This is certainly different from my other dreams"

It was true. Normally my dreams (nightmares, actually) involved the night where Kate and Anna were killed. I shuddered as I tried suppressed those memories, but they flooded my thoughts, warping and changing the field around me. "Just fuckin' great!" I shouted. ''The one time I get a lucid dream, and all I can think about is what I normally dream about. Fuck you, unconscious thoughts!''

Suddenly, my viewpoint changed. I was no longer standing on a distorted field, flipping everything off verbally, but was now standing outside a house. 'My house' I realised. My hand was brought up to my face, like I had no control over it. I tried to move, but my body wouldn't respond. I sighed internally, not happy about having to be a passenger in this dream.

A flash of silver caught my eye. I looked down (I could control the eyes at least) and saw a knife. A large, serrated, horrifically familiar blade.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to wake up. I wanted something, anything, to happen but this.

I realised, with horror, that I couldn't do anything to stop this nightmare. I tried to close my eyes, but they wouldn't respond, except for the occasional blink and/or twitch.

My feet started moving, on their own accord, towards my house, where I knew, my wife, child and I were sleeping peacefully.

'Oh God, no' I pleaded with my subconscious. 'Please, anything but this!'

The movement didn't stop, nor did it slow down. It, in fact, seemed to speed up. I reached to the door. I gulped in fear, but my hand slid out, grabbed the door handle, and turned it.

The house was still, save for the occasional whisper that I knew came from Kate. I moved, silently, towards the hallway, my hand twitching. I walked up to a very familiar door, the one that brought back such horrible memories. My ears picked up the faint whispering, that was coming from inside the room.

"Anna, I want you to know that mummy loves you. Mummy loves you so very, very much" Kate choked back a sob at the end of the sentence.

My hand, once again disobeying my orders, slid out and grabbed the door knob. I heard a gasp of fear as I opened the door, my other hand pulling out the knife.

Kate was huddled in the corner of the room, her electric green eyes wide with fear, her blonde hair a mess. She had a bundle, that I knew was Anna, my baby girl, not even two years old, clutched against her chest.

My left hand let go of the door knob, and was held out in front of me.

A voice, that was not my own, whispered "Give me the child, and I might spare your pathetic life"

Kate's eye's grew wider (if that was possible) and she started to scream.

I, with no hesitation, lunged, knife glinting a deadly silver in the moonlight that streamed through the window, that was open.

Kate's scream was cut short, as the 10 inch blade lodged itself halfway in her throat. She gaged, blood shooting out from both her mouth and her cut oesophagus. She fell to the floor, and was dead within seconds.

I felt myself smirk. Pulling the blade out of my wife's body, I advanced on the sleeping baby, knife now held at the ready again. As I advanced, I heard movements in the opposite room. Cursing, I started moving faster, before, finally, I was looking down at my beautiful daughter. She was the perfect mix of Kate and myself. She had Kate's beautiful, electric green eyes and my near jet black hair. The moonlight reflected off of her face and eyes, making them look as if they were glowing, while her hair absorbed most of the light, creating a perfect contrast.

'She would have grown up to be such a beautiful woman' I thought, sadly.

The movement in the other room increased. Cursing again, I raised my arms into the air, gripping the knife with both hands.

"No..." I said, weakly. "Please"

Those words fell on deaf ears, as the knife started whizzing down, past my eyes. As the blade got closer, however, time seemed to slow down, until, eventually, it had stopped completely, the blade mere centimetres from piercing my babies heart.

Suddenly a powerful, commanding voice shouted "Begone, foul nightmare! Thou shalt not trouble this young stallion any longer!"

My vision blurred, them started to dissolve. I closed my eyes, feeling disoriented.

When I opened them, I found that I was floating in a void. There was nothing above, below or to either side of me, save for a large (by pony standards) midnight blue pony with a crescent moon Cutie Mark. What struck me as odd, was the fact that she had both wings and a horn. She looked slightly disturbed, probably having watched the entirety of the dream.

She gasped when she saw me, and shouted in an incredibly loud voice "Oh! What art thou, that grace our pre-" She stopped herself, cleared her throat (looking slightly embarrassed) and said, much quieter this time "Sorry. I have been having trouble with the way I speak since I have gotten back."

"Uhh, sure" I said, ears still ringing and, admittedly, still shaken by the nightmare that I just had.

"I am terribly sorry that I intruded on your dream, but I saw you were really shaken by this one. And from what I saw in your memories, you normally have nightmares, but aren't afraid. What's so different about this one?" She asked, concern laced in her voice.

I was wary with my response. Not really. Well, not at all.

"Who do you think you are?" I yelled, genuinely pissed at the audacity this mare(?) had. "I am not going to give away any of my personal information to a weird, blue horse (she seemed really pissed when I said that) that just showed up in my nightmare, and asks for why I was scared, after she had banished it! I ain't telling you jack shit, until you tell me who you are, and what you're doing, lurking around in my personal dreams."

The blue pony stamped her hoof on the ground, causing the ground(?) to shake, and lightning to flash behind her, making her eyes pure white for a split second.

"Thou ungrateful whelp!" She screamed, going back to that horrifically loud voice "We tried helping you in your time of need, but, instead you decide to insult us! Because you desire to know who we are, we shall tell you:

We, are the moon,
Giving light in the dark,
We, are the stars,
Guiding the lost souls home,
We, are the knowledge,
Of millennia of fruitful research,
We, are the Night, Pure and Just,
We, are your Princess, Luna! "

As the final syllable faded from existence, I realised the mistake I had just made.

'Oh, fuck' I thought 'Did I just piss off one of the princesses?! Oh I'm in so much shit!'

"Oh my God, you're one of the Princesses!" I said, barely containing my fear. "I'm so sorry! I didn't know that you were one of the rulers! I just thought you were someone random, meddling with my private affairs! I'm truly sorry for offending you." I finish, admittedly very lamely.

She seemed to calm down slightly, and when she spoke, her voice was a bit quieter.

"'Tis ok" She said, still speaking in Archaic. "From what we can see, you are not a natural to Equestria" I held back a laugh at the name, but she ignored it, and continued. "That leads us to another question, who, and what, are you?"

"Well" I began, thinking about what I should say. Should I lie about myself and my world? Or should I tell her the truth?

"Fuck it" I said, deciding to throw caution to the wind. If she was one of the Princesses (which i'm now certain of), she would probably know if I was lying anyway.

"Ok" I said, ready to launch into my explanation. "That nightmare you interrupted? Well that was not just a figment of my imagination. That actually happened."

The Princess looked horrified at that. "W-why would you kill that woman, a-and that child?"

"Whoa, I did not kill my wife and child!" I shouted. "We were just seeing the killers perspective. That stirring in the other room, that was me. Kate was comforting Anna, because she had a nightmare, when she heard the killer enter. She tried alerting me by screaming, but was cut off. Y'know, it'd be easier if you saw. Replay the memory, but from my perspective."

Luna looked slightly surprised. I couldn't blame her. I just ordered her to do something, and she obviously wasn't used to it.

She looked at me, eyes filled with concern. "I can only enter your mind if you give me permission" She stated.

I sighed inwardly. "Fine" I said "I, Anthony Marin, give you, Princess Luna, permission to enter my mind and look at my memories. Can we get this over with now?"

"You seem reluctant. Are you sure you want to do this?" She said, concern once again filling her voice.

"If you see this, everything will be easier to explain" I said, with finality.

"Very well" Luna said, as she charged up her horn, it glowing with a dark blue aura. She leaned forward and touched my forehead with her horn.

The Void around us rippled and distorted, transforming into the room in which I slept during that night.

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The scream pierced the still night. My eyes flew open. The scream cut off with a sickening gurgling noise, accompanied by some dark muttering.

I, a bit groggy, but still alert, sat up. As I moved around, making a fair bit of noise in the process, I realised that Kate wasn't next to me. My mind tried to figure out the puzzle that was in front of me. Kate missing, mutterings in the next room, a scream.

I suddenly felt dizzy, as I remembered whose room was next to mine. Anna's.

I jumped out of my bed, and sprinted to the door. I opened it and ran to Anna's door, which was slightly agar. I gulped as I slowly opened the door, revealing my worst fears.

A hooded figure was crouched over Anna, cleaning a bloody knife, Kate laying a few metres away, her throat been slashed.

As I looked over the nightmarish scene, two emotions reared their heads. The first was of loss, sadness, as I realised that i'd never hug or kiss either my wife or my child.

The second, however, was rage. I realised, also, that the man in front of me, killed both my wife and my child.

I started shaking, both with anger and fear.

"Y-you k-killed them" I managed to stutter, taking a step forward. The man looked up at me, and said something that made my blood boil (I couldn't hear any more, the emotions were to high), so I took another step forward.

The memory went blank. I decided Luna had seen enough. As the dream faded, and the strange limbo world appeared around us again.

"You cared deeply for those two figures, who were they?" Luna said, putting a comforting hoof on my shoulder. I looked up at her and sighed.

"They were my wife and baby girl" I said, eliciting a small gasp from the Lunar Princess. "I loved them so much. When they were killed, I went insane for a few months. I only pulled out of my insanity by remembering who they were, and what they meant to me."

"Oh" Luna whispered "I sense that was not all of the memory. Why did you stop it?"

I looked at her, dead in the eyes. "Because what I did to that man, no one, pony or otherwise, needs to see what I did. It's bad enough that I have to live with it." I started.

"Was it really that bad?" Luna asked "I am immortal. I have seen many things in my years, and was even possessed by an evil spirit and tried to thrust Equestria into eternal night."

I sighed. "I wont show you the memory, but i'll try to explain it." Luna nodded in agreement. "Well, I literally ripped him apart. His body parts were strewn everywhere, arms by the door, legs by the bed, and in my hand, I held his decapitated head." Luna was turning green, but I continued. She asked for it. "The blood was everywhere, completely covering me, and the room. And you know whats the sickest part of it all?" Luna shook her head, probably not wanting to know.

"I enjoyed doing what I did to him." I stated. Luna stared, shocked.

"H-how?" She stammered "How could you enjoy killing another of your race?"

"Because he deserved it. Thats the reality of the situation. He brutally murdered my family, I killed him in an even more brutal way." I stated, bluntly "This one act landed me in a correctional facility, where I stayed for a few months. The dumb fucks actually let me go. Biggest mistake in human history. Y'know why?" I asked Luna, who only looked at me, still horrified.

"Because I became a serial killer."

Luna gaped at me, like another head had just sprouted out of my neck. "W-what?" She choked out.

"Princess, I want you to understand the magnitude of what I did." I began "I murdered nearly two hundred people, men, women, babies and elders alike. But I didn't just pick any random person, oh no. I only picked people who deserved it. I watched the streets, looking for any people, doing anything bad. This one time, I spotted a beggar, asking for money on the street. Now, I always felt sorry for beggars. They had nothing, even brought themselves to ask people for money. So, naturally, I was really pissed when I saw a man, go up to a beggar, and punch him in the head repeatedly. The poor beggar actually died from the abuse! So, later that day, I followed him to his house, and slit his throat. That was kill number 34. It was, is and probably will always be my favou-" I stopped when I saw Luna's face. It was full of fear and, strangely enough, determination. I also realised that while I was talking, that strange necklace had appeared on my neck and was glowing, bathing the void in a sick green colour, which seemed to repel at the light.

"If thats the truth" She started slowly, but looking at the amulet around my neck, surprise now another emotion on her face. "Then We can not allow you to stay in Equestria!"

Author's Note

Having a plan really helps out in the long run!
I've been finishing these chapters much easier than I anticipated.
I might even be able to upload nightly! Maybe.