Psycho in a new world

  "Goldy locks."

"What is it Kassidy?"

"Can we go walking?"

"We live in Decatur. Is that a good idea?"

"Come on you promised."

"Ga fine..."

Kassidy is my sister. 5 foot something inches. White with blonde hair, blue eyes. She just so happened to turn 13 not a couple of weeks ago. Man did she now how to push my buttons, she knew my every weakness before I went crazy. Yes crazy.

I'm Casey, HAHA laugh it up cause I ain't no girl. Even though I got shoulder long blonde curly hair, I'm not a girl. I'm a good 5 foot 7 inches I think with blue eyes. Pure hillbilly (and every thing behind that term to. Yes being rasit kinda counts.) Fluffy not fat and not the cutiest guy eather. I would be going on 16 but we will get there later. I hate every one, my father died last year due to cancer and finding a job is hard. I was put in a mentle hospital for a while for wanting to kill people. They think my meds are working but they have no clue. So far smoking has helped but lowers my life spand. 'Like I want to live anyways.' Well we will get back to the story.

"Kassidy its 9 in the morning. We live in a crack head trailer park and people would love me dead."

"But Casey." She gave me them damn puppy eyes.

"FINE! Dress warm its only like 56 out side."

"YAY!" She ran out of the living room to get her jacket.

"I'm taking my truck mom!"

"If you get cought driving.."

"I'll get the shit beat out of me yes I know." I sighed will grabbing the keys to my 95 chevy pick-up. It was a nice truck, dude had a bran spanking new 350 vortex put in it. Pure american muscle under that hood.

"Kassidy I'll be back in like a hour to go on that walk ok?" I could hear her growl in anger whiched made me laugh.

It was a cold day in Illinois. A day you wished your little sister would let you sleep in. Ghost my white pitbull pranced at the door wanting to go with me. "Sorry buddy not this time." I patted his head walking into the cold air. All That I wore was a pair of camo pants with matching boots, My slayer T-shirt doing very little to block out the cold but me being from West Virgina helps alot. "Damn notherners and there shitty life styles." There was cars parked in front of my 67 trailer but giving me just enough room to get my truck out. As I walked past my mom's burgungy 91 plamouth min van getting to my blue truck.

"Hey Casey how are you?"

"Fuck off."

"WHAT!?"

"Shut the fuck up and thank what ever god will listen that you can still see your damn kids you fucking drunk." It was my nabors wife. She was a true back stabbing bitch. I never liked her, all she did was drink, smoke crack, and bitch about how they live in a shit hole.

"Casey!" My sister was hanging out the front door.

"What?"

"Rob said to drive safe."

"Will do." I started the truck and the sound of the engin always made me shiver. "So much power and I can't even use it. HA I lied!" I slammed it into reverse kicking rocks every where from the rear wheels. Pilling out through the trailer park always let people know to keep a eye out cause I will hit you.

                                                                   'I been to mushroom mountain'

                                                                   'Once or twice but who's countn'

                                                   'But nothing compares to these blue and yellow purple pills'

My raido was blarring with a dark horse hanging out of my mouth. The wind coming from the open window blew my hair around that wasn't under my ball cap. I know smoking is bad for you, hell thats how my dad died besides drinking to. But doing 60 in a 40 MPH zone was my happiness, if I see a cop yea I slow down. Driving was my only happy place besides hunting.

I was on my way to see my friend Dean. He was a true red neck. Racen cars to having a ugly girl friend. She ain't that ugly but I've seen better. Anyways I waned to stop by, it was his birth-day and you don't have a 16th B-day party every year. My eyes left the road when I could hear the King of the Hill theme song going off.

"Who the fuck is calling me?" I picked up my phone to see it was my son austin, well not my son but he is to me. "What you want jackass I'm driving?"

"Dude some latin kings are in the trailer park looking for you."

"Tell me something I don't know."

"They said there in a gang and they got guns man, big guns."

"Ok I care why?"

"There trailer 17 peoples."

"Oh they have the balls to come at me now?"

"I guess but they said they got people looking for you right now."

"Ok?" I looked in my mirror to see a catalac on big rims coming up fast. "Well howdy do?"

"What?"

"I forgot ya was there, I think I found there friends." The gray car kept getting closer and closer. "Fuck ain't no cops on these corn roads to help me out."

"I know be careful dumbass."

"Will do fuck tard. Oh and tell my family I loves em." I hung up not wanting a answer from him. "Well how can I help ya'll?" Knowing what was going to happen next I put on my seat belt and slammed what ever gas petal I had left. "Well fuck there fast." I was doing 100 plus by now. I looked in my mirror only for a bullet to take it out. "SHIT! NEW GAME! NEW GAME!" I was in the middle of no where. So no one could hear the gun shots even if they cared.

I didn't mind death, I kinda knew I was going to die soon anyways. I kinda even welcome it. I would be praying but I hated the christan belife. No I am not a satanist eather. I just have no belifes at all. What happens, happens boo hoo, sad story for all I care.

'POP!'

"FUCK!"

Every thing went into slow motion. They must have got my tire. I went up side down to be put back right than return to up side down and it repeated this for what felt like five minutes.

I must have blacked out cause every thing stopped rolling. Some how I crawled from the up side down truck to my back in the middle of the road. What ever pain I was in didn't stop me from lighting a cigarette in my mouth taking a long puff off of it. I closed my eyes from the bright sun and enjoyed the nicotine in my lungs.

"Any last words nigga?" I looked up to see a large black man holding a 1911 acp colt 45 to my head.

"Only a request." He tilted his head.

"Fine, what is it?" I smiled.

"Theres a 357 magnum in my truck, can you get it and fire all the rounds off to make it look like I some what fought back." The guy only looked to his partner.

"Ya heard the cracka give him his piece and only fire one round. He might need the rest in the after life." His buddy did what he said only to fire a single round out of the silver magnum and threw it to me.

"Thanks and last words.. Hm, nope do what you gota do." I closed my eyes and took a long puff before a bullet went into my head.

I heard the boom but felt nothing. Every thing was dark. I took a puff of my cigarette thinking 'How the hell do I still got this? Mabe for once God is giving me something I need.' As I took another hit of the tobacco every thing went wightless.

"What the fuck?"

"Casey your are a bad person."

"If you are God than I need not to explane my self."

"Very well than."

"Ok? Why is it still black in here?"

"Don't worry about that. Name five things that you need to survie in a unknow place."

"12 guage pump action, slugs and buck shot, knife, cigs, and a lighter."

"It will be done. By the way what you have on you will also go with you."

"Well than could I get some rounds for my magnum. If your God ya know that I like it. ALOT."

"I know Casey, now live in this new world you will be going to."

"Do I get details?"

"Have a nice life Casey, oh and you will also stay human."

"O....K? I guess bye."

I opened my eyes to be met with a cartoon world. "Thank god I've done shrooms before cause if not I would be flipping the fuck out." I stood up to met a army green duffle bag. I undid the zipper and a smile grew in my face. I reached in and pulled out a pack a dark horse's and my lighter that 'God' didn't give me. "Thank you." I took a deep breath only to here a scream from behind me. "For fucks sake." I turned around to see a white... unicorn? "What in the sam hell?" It must have fainted cause it don't have its eyes open. Its mane was well done for a mythical horse. "Did that fucking thing scream at me?"

"HEY YOU!" I turned to see a blue fucking horse with wings and a rainbow colored mane. The thing just stared me down.

"Holy shit! What the fuck am I on?" I started to walk closer to the mini horse.

"What did you do to Rarity?!" Its angry look grew.

"You can talk! Shit I have to be on acid right now!" It snorted at me making me stop and walk over to my bag instead.

"Answer me!" It flared its wings out.

"Now if I was you I would calm down." I took the silver magnum out of the bag and looked in the cilinder. "Five rounds."

"What are you!?" It just kept getting more pissed.

"Do ya'll know what a gun is?" Her look never changed. "Yep kinda figured that one. Well let me show ya." I put my cigarette back in my mouth while pulling back the hammer pointing it at a near by tree. "Ya ready?" Still the same look. "Fine but cover ya ears pony." I pulled the trigger making the gun kick back my arms nearly cutting down the one inch thick tree.

"W-what is that?" Its jaw hung lose. Its wide magenta eyes looking at me.

"That is what us humans call a 357 magnum. Most powerful hand gun in the world... Well was, now its the only." I took out my cigarette and stomped it out. Taking the shot gun I loaded 4 rounds of buck shot into the lower chamber and putting one ready to fire. "Well just to let ya know I'm a good guy. So don't get your peo- I mean ponys on me." I put the magnum in my pants and just so happen that the shot gun had a sling, so it went on my left sholder while I picked up my bag. Looking back at the pony thing, I had to ask. "What the fuck are you?"

It looked at me funny. "I'm a pegasus. So what the hay are you?"

"Human." I gruffed back looking at the white unicorn once more. "So flying horses, unicorns, not on shrooms.... What the fuck kinda of joke is this?" I looked to the sky.

"Who are you talking to?" A smile came to my face.

"I'm crazy, thats all you need to know." I lit another cigarette taking a puff. "Where can I get some food?" Still looking to the sky.

"Ponyville is just a mile or two from here."

"I had the most dredful dream!" I spun around pointing my gun to the white unicorn making her faint again.

"The fuck is her deal?" Looking to the rainbow maned horse.

"Your carring her." She took off to a decent sized village.

"God don't wait on me or nothing. Fuck." I slung the unicon over my sholder taking a hit from my cigarette. Running to a place I had no clue about.... Smartest thing I have ever done.