Dark Cloud's insane journy

Scootaloo wiped the trail of blood off of her cheek. The blood escaped into her mouth leaving a rusty, metallic taste. She tried to stabilize herself, but fell to the cold pavement once again, wincing at the pain of a torn muscle in her back leg. She had to get up and ignore the pain, this was the only chance of survival, not just for her, but for all of Equestria. She looked to her right, observing the battle commencing. Celestia was barely standing, she was not in a good state. Her muzzle was torn open, her horn dirtied, bruised in multiple places, and most of her mane and tail gone. Yet she still stood, using the very last of her energy to cast a magic shield over Luna, who was crumpled on the dirt in a bloody, bruised up mess. Celestia yelled something at her attacker, but Scootaloo was far too absorbed in the fight to hear it. In front of Celestia, stood a tall unicorn wielding a long knife, crimson with royal blood. A cold steady breeze was blowing, lifting up all of the pony's manes and tails. The unicorn, that brought the princess of the night to the ground, was grinning like a mad mare. She made no hesitation to lunge forward at Celestia, aiming the knife right at her horn. Scootaloo knew if it connected, it would be the end. In a flash, the knife slashed at the alicorn's horn. It wasn't enough force to break it, only to cause extreme pain. as the burning pain enveloped Celestia's horn and forehead, she let out a yelp, and cut off the magic that was shielding her sister. The unicorn kicked Celestia in her stomach, causing more pain in her in that area, which already had a large purple-blue bruise near the rib cage.

She held a knife to the defeated ruler's throat. In one swipe, she could end all of Equestria as everypony knew it. Just as the unicorn was about to slit sweet Celestia's throat, she felt the strong punching hoove of a teenage filly on her face. She fell off of a weak Celestia and turned around to see Scootaloo, the only pony left in good enough condition to save everypony. The unicorn simply smiled at her challenger, and threw the long knife,

Directly at Scoootaloo's heart.

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Dark Cloud sat on the dingy brown couch, watching some daytime soap opera. She wasn't watching it, really. It was simply background noise to make her feel less alone in her small apartment. She sipped on her herbal tea, which wasn't made very well, and tasted like a cup of hot leaf water. She sipped on it anyhow, ignoring the dull taste. No matter how much background noise the television made, she was almost always alone. Dark Cloud didn't like other ponies very much, and didn't have much room for them anyway. Her apartment was rather small. It had a bathroom, a small kitchen, and a living room with a bed that pulls out from the wall. Sure, she could afford something much nicer, but why bother? She has everything she needs right at the bottom of apartment #629.

She finished off the last of her tea, and walked into the kitchen to put it in the dishwasher. The kitchen was as small as the rest of the apartment, just a sink and a dishwasher with a mini fridge next to it. She kept small appliances like the toaster and microwave in the living room, where there was more space. She rinsed off the glass, and placed it in the top row of the dishwasher. The dishwasher never really got full, she didn't eat or drink that much, she was just never hungry, and when she was, she mainly had takeout.

She walked back into the living room, checking the calender to see if she had anything important to do.Huh, it’s my birthday. She digested the fact that she forgot her own birthday. It oddly didn't shock her that much. She just didn't really care. Why keep track of age? And why celebrate one getting closer to death? She thought it over, and decided that she should at least get herself a cupcake. But that meant she would have to go to Sugar Cube Corner, the happiest place in Ponyville. That also meant she would have to converse with the annoying pink pony that works there.

It's not like she wasn't a happy pony, she was just happy in her own way, a way not many understood. That's the main reason she didn't hang out with anypony but herself, she had a very different perspective of fun.

And what a perspective that pink pony had.

Dark Cloud walked in the bathroom and checked her reflection. Her mane was a mess of dark green-blue, almost the same shade as her coat, which was a few shades more blue. Her bright red eyes drove most ponies away, which was a good thing, for her, anyway. She took her mane brush and gave her mane and tail a few strokes. The firm bristles of the brush were strangely easy to pull through, considering she hadn't done so in a few days. Once satisfied with her grim appearance, she left for Sugar Cube Corner. The weather was cool, and pegesi were building up clouds. She figured she might as well walk, nopony would walk in this weather, so she wouldn't have to strike up a conversation. She had herself to talk to.

As she trotted down the sidewalk the downpour grew heavier, a small sheet of rain water coated the sidewalk and street. This caused a small splash to form whenever her hooves hit the sidewalk. She walked for about 15 minutes or so, keeping her head down in order to keep the few ponies who were on the street to give her that stare she got so often. That stare... She hated the stare ponies gave her. She had enough problems as it was, she didn't like the added pressure of the eyes of all of those irrelevant ponies.

Dark Cloud sometimes sat at home just thinking. So many thoughts, it was so easy to come up with a thought and explore it. It wasn't always a good thing to explore some of those thoughts, though. Just last night, she has the most odd thought that she's ever had, Yet it felt good to contemplate.

Why can't I just kill somepony? The world would be so much better without some of the ponies in the world.