iNsAnItY

Madness. Insanity. A killer. A monster. All those words add up to actually harming and killing some ponies, or as for me.

I have no idea what caused it, anyway. It just sorta happened. I killed my own friend and cousin.

Now I sit here in my prison cell, rotting away. But tomorrow's the full moon, so I'm gonna break outta here.

But, before I plan the escape, I think you'd like to hear how it all happened, don't you?

The rain pelted my fur, the voices yelling at me in my head. My eyes were stained with tears, my vision a sad and droopy blur.

The voice had been bothering me for months now.

It was gruff and sinister, dripping with evil every word it spat at me.

"Kill them, your friends! You know you wanna taste the blood on your fangs, and feel the taste of flesh on your tongue."

I tried to push the voice away, my voice a growl as I screamed at myself, now slipping into madness. I had finally lost it.

Ponies store at me. I didn't care-I was already an outcast to the world.

The voice overwhelmed me, and the change came. I was the evil side now.

"The edge of the forest!" the voice commanded harshly.

I obeyed it, like a robot or slave of some sort. I was at the edge of the Everfree Forest.

Since it was raining, I couldn't tell if it was dark or not, and that worried me, because I'm a werepony, and you know what night means.

I felt confused and lost, then had pain hit me in the gut.

My squinted gaze caught moonlight shining down.

"Ngnhh, agh...argh!" I cried, my stomach twisting in knots and my body burning, on fire with pain.

"Yes, the change is so magnificent!" The voice rasped as I screamed in pain.

"Ngh! Make it stop!' I howled, curled in a ball.

I dragged my self to a nearby pond, and looked in it, yelping in surprise as the pain took me down once more.

I saw a glimpse of fangs and yellow eyes with stilts in my reflection.

My ears sharpened, causing me to hear almost everything around me.

Rows of fangs replaced my teeth. My muzzled stretched out, cracking as it was now a wolf-like snout.

My mind was also changing-a wolf sense inside. A growl was an only speech, unless if I see somepony whom is close-if I'm lucky. My hooves had split into paws equipped with long black claws. A howl ebrupted from my mouth. "Owooohh!"

"Perfect! just perfect! Now, here comes the fun part-go scent down your friends and KILL THEM."

KILL THEM. The words hit me like a ton of bricks. Then, my frown grew into an evil fanged smile.

"I'd love to." I growled, running over to Ponyville.