Dear Diary

Chapters

Dear Diary: Cutey Cruelty
Dear Diary: When The Fire Meets The Flame
Dear Diary: The End is Nigh (Part 1)
Dear Diary: The End is Nigh (Part 2)

Dear Diary: Cutey Cruelty

Dear Diary: Part 1

Cutie Cruelty

Dear Diary,

I mutilated them all today. No, no, no! I shouldn’t start out so blatant in my explanation, so allow me to elaborate on my day from the beginning. I’m sure you want to hear allllll about my day! Right, Diary? Oh you listen to me so well. So, so well! You don’t judge me you love me for me don’t you..oh diary. Oopsie! Looks like I spaced out slightly, hehe! How should I begin to explain my day? From the beginning?

It was a normal day like any other. I eagerly fumbled out of bed, and began my day of wor--NO NO NO! THIS WILL NOT DO! GOD DAMMIT, TWILIGHT, GET YOURSELF TOGETHER!

I could start my explanation from a more climatic perspective? Maybe that will make you love me more. Right, Diary..? Yes, let me tell you; it’s such a wonderful story. It’s hard when people don’t love you anymore, when they ignore you for your simple faults! What do you do when you receive no love? You take it. You take their love away until they are nothing but a hollow shell of putrid adolescent musk and conformity. Let’s start with Applebloom and the Cutie Crusaders. I’m sure you will enjoy this. I sure did.

They were playing, the three of them, in their Treehouse. So innocent was their laughter, but deep inside they were not the innocent fillies everyone else knew. They were the first to shun me for the accident, first to put me down and hate me! The little demons will give me all their love. I approached their place of laughter, their voices stung at my ears like a chorus of angry hornets. I crept up the ladder as quiet as possible, using my magic to muffle my obvious panting and eagerness. I pressed my haunch up against the frame of the Tree and planned my move. Slowly, I slid a sharpened metal prod from my hair (I’d been using it to put my hair up, it was quite adorable!) and closed my eyes.

I lunged out from my cover, grabbing Sweetie Belle from behind, plunging the instrument into her throat, and with a wet crunch I snapped the metal off inside of her skin and threw her down onto the ground. She twitched choking on her own blood, reaching for the others hooves with her own, fear and despair drenched her eyes as she looked into their own disheartened gazes. It had happened so fast for them that they hadn’t the time to react, and in that instant I casted a sound muffling barrier over the scene. “Hello, girls” I proclaimed delighted, but they just stood there staring at me, tear swollen eyes fixated on their now dead friend. “S-Sweetie..n-no..” Scootaloo said finally mustering up the courage to speak, then she looked at me. I picked up young Sweetie Belle and smirked, “You are going to do what I want, or else you will end up like--” I smooshed the lifeless corpses cheeks together, “--wittle Sweetie weetie Bwelle..” They huddled together, shaking furiously, and burst into tears.

“M-My big sister w-will come and save us! Bigmac too!!” Applebloom screamed, flicking tears against the ground, but I knew she was lying, I planned this whole thing out. Applejack was already dead along with Big Macintos their torsos torn apart with a..hehe well that’s another story. Anyways, I grinned, my whole body tingled and I blushed at the thrill of what was happening; it was time to proceed. “Scootaloo, on your back..” I said, but they just looked at me with their pathetic judgemental eyes! “I SAID ON YOUR FUCKING BACK, SCOOTALOO!” I was getting angrier, and the tingle inside me was working me up and down. They jumped at my outburst and Scootaloo regretfully complied as she rolled onto her back, “D-Don’t h-hurt me Twilight..p-please Twi..please..” she pleaded, almost praying to me, but this Goddess doesn’t answer prayers. It answers to screams.

My gaze met Applebloom and she flinched, “Ohhhh, Applebloom..you’re going to have the easy part” I said throwing another metal rod, laced with tiny hooks, “and don’t get any ideas you little cunt! I will be watching you with the utmost attentiveness,” but Applebloom just looked at the rod. “I-I can’t...I can’t kill Scoot..s-she’s my friend” Applebloom said almost sickened by her assumption. Kill? And end all the fun for me? No, she was going to do no such thing. “Insert the metallic rod into her vagina” I said blatantly. No response only muffled sobs and the stench of sweat. “Insert. The metal rod. Into. Scootaloo’s vagina, Applebloom. Now.” I said, my voice cracking from the anger. Little Applebloom just looked at me, her face red and distorted with horror, “W-Whats...whats a vagina..” she said in childlike innocence. I facehoofed, “Her peepee! Jesus, you are such a imbecile. Insert the rod into her peepee or I will gut you.” Scootaloo threw up at the realization and began to sob terribly. “It’s either her..or you” I said, and this time she complied.

“I’MA SO SORRY SCOOT UUGGHH WAAHH” she bellowed pushing the rod slowly into Scootaloo’s genitals, the young filly wincing and gasping, blood drooling out as the hooks lacerated her vaginal lining, it’s icy surface against her flesh. This was the revenge I deserved! How could they do what they did to me..I was trying to help Ponyville it wasn’t my fault what had happened to Pinkie. No, no, it was theirs! I snapped back to reality. At this point Applebloom had the rod halfway into Scootaloo’s cunt, blood and urine seeped out of her, her head flat against the ground seeming to accept what was happening. Then Applebloom stopped, “NO MORE!” she pulled the rod out, slithers of flesh hang from the jagged hooks, and began to weep, “I ain’t doin this not no more!”

I comforted the traumatized filly, “There there Applebloom..you’ve done your best. You can leave now,” she seemed to glow for a moment, “R-Really..” she said her tear swollen eyes beamed and I grinned darkly, “Fuck no.” I rammed my horn into her flank, the blood trickled down from my horn onto my face, that’s when I tasted it, her blood. The copper taste flared up the tingle inside of me, and I felt myself become moist. Oh god, Diary, it was so thrilling! I wish you were there! Sexual arousal beyond anything I could of done by myself!

I relished in her bodily fluids as she attempted to limp away, but I wasn’t done with her yet. There was still some creativity left in me. I let her limp from the treehouse and I stood atop the branches watching her, chuckling to myself. Little did she know that I left a little piece of magic in her, but I don’t think she would ever realize it. I closed my eyes and visualized her body twisting, riveting, convulsing, bursting, shattering, breaking, boiling, tearing, ripping, crunching! DYING I WANTED EVERYTHING BAD TO HAPPEN TO HER! I opened my eyes and unleashed a magic more powerful than friendship. It was the pure will of one pony. One extremely pissed off pony. My eyes glowed from the intensity, and then it happened. Applebloom stopped, she began to look around as if she had lost something, like something was wrong. Then she began to scream, hoofing at her skin rolling on the ground crying her big sisters name, begging for mercy! “OH GOD MY SKIN!!! MY SKIN IS ON FIRE HELP ME APPLEJACK PLEASE APPLEJACK SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!! AHHHHHHHH!!!” The fun had begun

Her right front legs swelled to disgusting proportion, and erupted into a cataclysm of blood and puss, the filly screamed loudly for help as she began to kick herself away with her back legs moaning deeply in pain. Then she stopped, her eyes widened as she looked at her back legs in frightened amazement. The left legs skin peeled in slow thin strips, her muscle and ligaments boiling away leaving only her bone. She tried to scream this time, but she had no energy to muster up a response to the pain. I laughed watching this CREATURE suffer, it turned me on. At this point she had no more will, she knew what was going to happen, “K-Kill me, Twilight..let me go..” she said and as she closed her eyes, her body glowed, erupting into unidentifiable bits. I bet the forest must of been peppered with her organs and bile..hehe. Two down, one to go.

Scootaloo remained where she was, peering out the window, motionless, but alive..a l i v e..a l i v e...a l i v e!! She was alive. I picked up a mangled chunk of Applebloom’s flesh and knelt down to her eye level, and her eyes met mine. I grinned, sliding the chunk into my mouth savoring the taste of her virgin flesh, but she showed no emotion. Maybe I traumatized her into a coma? Would that be worse than death..? I pondered the thought of it, but then Pinkie came into my mind and my body froze. I seen rapid images flashing in front of my eyes, then my body felt cold, like the first time I had experimented with drugs in library the fifth day she was gone. The day my world shattered and those fucking heartless ponies turned on me!!!! I snapped back into reality once again, it frightened me how often these flashes occurred. Was it natural for a pony of my intelligence? I stopped and looked around the room, but something was different. Then I saw Scootaloo.

Her skull was crushed, and bits of brain matted her once beautiful mane. Her right eye looked like a skinned, outstretched strawberry. Her wings were broken into disgusting figures and the bone jutted from sickening angles, and from the smell of it, her own fecal matter, vomit, and blood pooled around, staining her body with a repulsive odor. A swollen tougne wiggled in her misshapen mouth, reflexes from her death. I examined my gore battered hooves, bruised from my gallant efforts for vengeance. I did this in my psychosocial stupor? Then I remembered what happened..everything is so clear now what I saw in my flash .

The sky was covered in a purple haze, a soft breeze blew through my mane as I scanned the area. I barely recognized anything. The plant life seemed to follow my movements, and glowing eyes peered at me through a thick fog. I was lonely, afraid..my tears flooded the ground. I thought I was going to die, but something appeared out of the tainted inky blackness. It was PinkiePie and her wonderful smiling face, her hoof around me comforting me, a kiss on the cheek, the lips, our tongues dancing against each others. She propped herself against me and..she lifted my hoof above the filly’s head giggling and motioning me. She wanted vengeance, she understands me! PinkiePie..yes..yes she had answered for me in my moment of vulnerability. She was my guiding hoof, she understands what i’m doing. Friends forever, and forever and ever. I hear her voice in my head even now, “Kill all, Twilight, even the innocent.”

“Even the innocent Pinkie...?”

“Yes, Twilight, especially the innocent.”

“I miss you so much Pinkie..”

“I miss you too Twilight.”

“Is it beautiful in heaven, PinkiePie?”

“Heaven? Oh dear, you have no idea.”

TO BE CONTINUED...

Next chapter, Twilight discusses the tragic day her world turned upside down.

Dear Diary: When The Fire Meets The Flame

Dear Diary: Part 2

When The Fire Meets The Flame

Dear Diary,

Since we’ve been together for so long, and I trust you with all my heart. I think I can finally tell you of the day my life was shattered into oblivion by those filthy, indignant, putrid mares and colts! Please bare with me as I tell you the story, for it pains my heart to re-imagine such things again. It’s not healthy to hold in these emotions right? Yes I had read that somewhere, and I feel that I must hurry before they catch on to me. Today, as I was walking through the town, I caught word of the brutal murders of several ponies, but this was way too soon! I had hid the bodies deep within Apple family orchard! Dear, Diary, I wish I could touch you right now..I feel so lonely and that tingle is back. Now the anger again. Oh no, I’m already crying...

I had finished delivering my daily report on friendship, and the princess had received it and happily acknowledged it’s contents. Spike was already in bed, silly dragon. I chuckled and tucked him in, getting into bed myself. I sat there for awhile staring at my ceiling; I had wonderful friends, I had a wonderful town, and I had a wonderful life. I was very happy with what I had accomplished with myself here at Ponyville. I closed my eyes, barely a minute, when the sound of thunder erupted and I jolted upwards in an instant. There wasn’t supposed to be a thunderstorm today? That was scheduled for thursday, I had confirmed it by Rainbow Dash this morning. The sound ripped through my room again and I got up walking to the front door, “If this is another one of their pranks..” I mumbled to myself, and opened the door.

I was shocked as to what I found. The Cupcake shop and two subsequent stores were aflame! I had to do something right away, I couldn’t stand back and wait for help. I rushed to the first store and quickly galloped inside, “Hello! Hellllloooo!? Is anyone here?!” I managed to cough through the smoke, but no response. I decided that nothing alive was inside, I didn’t dare bother to put myself in harms way, so I went to the next shop. Same thing, nothing inside but choking flames and smoke. I turned myself to the Cupcake shop, that’s where Pinkie Pie used to hang out at nightime. PINKIEPIE! I kicked down the door and jumped in, the whole first floor was surrounded in flames, the heat nipped at my haunch and flank, and as not succumb to the CO2, I hunkered down and crept to the stairwell. That’s when I heard the voice, “Help! Oh gosh, help me!” the familiar voice hollered. It was PinkiePie and probably other people there too! I ascended the staircase and got to a smoke filled hallway a figure was laying on the ground coughing and hacking.

I ran to the body, but it was covered in soot, “Hello? Are you okay? I’m here to help you!” I said reassuringly, “Twi-Twilight? Oh it’s great you got here, something went wrong and something ‘sploded. Help me please.” they said. I now remembered the voice, it was Scootaloo, “Don’t worry, Scoot! I’ll get you outta here!” I said pulling her onto my back and running out of the smoldering house. Scootaloo hacked and spit up phlegm, “What about the others, Twilight? You have to help them!” she said standing up, but there was nobody else? “Scootaloo there isn’t anyone else, I’ve checked!” I said. “No, Pinkie Pie and the others are still in there look at them screaming!” she cried pointing to the windows, I looked, but seen nothing. She was suffering from delusions by the elements, for there was nothing in the windows but the high-rising flames and blackening smoke. I just stood there watching the flames incinerate the house. What else could I do..? Scootaloo became furious, “Don’t let them die! Go save them, save them, Twilight, save them!” the filly cried pounding at my leg with her hooves. I just looked at her, and tried to reassure the filly once more, but she wouldn’t have it, “If you won’t help them, i’ll go get help and do it myself!” she ran off in the opposite direction. That’s when I seen it, and everything came clear.

Hoof prints riddled the scorched windows, and through the cracks past the fire and smoke, writhing bodies flung their selves against the ground, then the screams..oh god the screams..so many screams. My heart jumped into my throat and my mouth became dry, “Great Celestia, how...” I whispered to myself, as my whole being went numb. That’s when Scootaloo came back along with the Sweetie Belle and Applebloom then as I looked to the sky, Rainbow Dash and Fluttershy flew to the help. Everything around me went dead silent. I watched Rainbow push a storm cloud above the smoldering scene unleashing a downpour of rain upon the shops, I watched as poor Fluttershy ran into the shops pulling out the seared corpses and hollering bodies, their skin peeling off their once pristine bodies. To my left I seen poor Scootaloo crying as the girls hugged her, flashing nasty faces at me.

After what seemed like days, the fire was out, and other ponies had rushed to the scene to aid in anyway possible, “Twilight, what in tarnations happened!?” Applejack said walking up to me, but I didn’t have any words I could of used to explain anything that had happened. She frowned and walked off. I kept staring into the Cupcake shop, trying my hardest to keep the tears at bay, but I swore I seen something in the faltering supports of the burnt house. No, it was probably my imagination. Probably.

Out of the foggy devestation I seen PinkiePie clear as day! She was smiling at me, beckoning me to her side, I rushed to her and hugged her tightly, “PINKIE! You have to get out of here, hurry and walk ahead, I can’t believe you are alive!” I proclaimed delighted. She said nothing, and walked out of the door smiling away. Odd, I thought, as I watched her stop five feet from the doorway. “Pinkie..? Is something wrong, keep going. We need to get you checked out.” but she just smiled at me, that beautiful smile of hers. She spoke up finally, “I love you Twilight, my bestest friend ever.” her lips never moved, but it was her voice. I gulped unsure of my own sanity at this point, “I love you, too, PinkiePie, but you have to get moving..” she giggled and pointed to the buckling house frame, “House goes down, smash, boom, crunch. Hehe!” she sung, and she was right.

The front frame of the house snapped and a heavy chunk of wood came flying down, entangled in the awning, rushing at PinkiePie with bone searing force. I rushed and pushed her out of the way as fast as I could to save her! Everypony around me turned to see the scene, and I braced myself for death, for I now put myself in the path of the incoming object. I closed my eyes, embracing my last moments of life, but nothing happened.. No pain, no death, I was fine. I smiled and laughed nervously, looking up from the ground, “Hey, lets get out of her--” I stopped as I saw the scene in front of me. The splintered mass of the support was on top of Pinkamena. her eyes met mine as a tear rolled out, she reached her hoof out to me, and with a final smile she was gone.

The chunk of wood must of swung past me and snapped off landing on top of her..the perfect trajectory at that speed sent it right..right on her..the place I had pushed her..the perfect distance..ark of descent..HOW COULD I OF KNOWN THIS! HOW DIARY!!!!!! HOW COULD THIS BE MY FAULT, MY FAULT!!!!

Sorry about that dearest, Diary, allow me to continue. I took my pills again, a little more than the prescribed dose, but I don’t think it’ll hurt me. Nothing hurts me anymore. Pain and compassion are dead to me. Dead. A lot of things will be dead soon..

I stood up and burst into tears when little Scootaloo spoke up, “S-See! She didn’t save the others, and she..she killed ‘er! Just like I told you all!” she cried, beckoning the crowd. “She watched all of them die, die and..a-and..burn..” she stopped talking and looked at the others, who were beginning to agree. Rainbow Dash landed in front of the crowd, frowning, “It’s true..when me and Fluttershy got here she was just watching them in the flames, no emotion, like she wanted it” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing! “WHAT!? No! I d-didn’t let them die, I didn’t see anybody! I would of saved them!” I screamed tears leaking from my eyes. At this point they had taken Pinkies body off to the intensive pony unit for medical examination. The little fillies were talking to the crowd, rallying them. “Twilight, don’t give me that phony pony bullcrap! We seen you! Admit it, you let them die!” Rainbow said angered, and I stepped forward.

“Don’t accuse me of anything! I seen nothing, you have to believe me, you’re being stupid, Rainbow!” and thats when she pounced one me. She hit me as hard as she could with her hooves, one blow after the other, “Don’t you call me stupid, you filthy murderer! Pinkies gone because of you! she bellowed. Other ponies restrained her as I got up, my nose was bleeding and my eye was beginning to swell. I looked around and spotted Fluttershy, “Fluttershy..please you have to believe me..” I whined, but she turned away. I looked at Applejack but before I could speak she said, “I’m sorry sugar-cube..don’t come anywhere near me or my family again, or i’ll knock you a good one..” and walked off. My friends abandoned me. Some magic friendship was..friendship felt like a dagger.

The scene had settled, and the wounded and dead were taken away. I sat in shame and sorrow. I was a killer..I let them die..I caused this..I’m the reason? These thoughts went through my head, and I began to sob. No, I was a good pony! I always help people with their problems, why was everyone so quick to judge me! It wasn’t fair. I ran to the library and to my room, but no one was there, “Spikkke? Spiiiikkkkeee!” I screamed. I had to write to the princess about what had happened, she could help me! Maybe she knows where Spike is!

I quickly scribbled onto my parchment about what had happened.

“Dear Princess Celestia,

Something Terrible has happened. All of Ponyville believes me to be some kind of masochistic sadist! Please I need your help. I don’t know what to do, I’m scared..Pinkies very hurt along with many other Ponyville residents. Respond as soon as possible, I fear for the worst.

Your Faithful Student,

Twilight Sparkle

P.S. Spikes gone, and I don’t know where he’s is. I could use the company right now.”

I relished in the thought of her personally visiting and informing everyone that everything was a misunderstanding! She would send the letter as soon as she was done! She cared for me like a daughter. Three minutes passed when her response sparked onto my desk. I greedily untied the ribbon to the paper and opened it up, smiling at what she would say.

“To Twilight Sparkle and all whom it may concern,

It has come to the attention of the great Princess Celestia, and to the royal guard of Equestria, that your actions today do not reflect the interests of peace, happiness, friendship, and all that is good. It saddens us to inform you that, in light of your current situation, you are forbidden to contact the princess under any situation. Further attempts to contact will result in banishment from Ponyville, and subsequent actions will bring about further punishment. Also, the Princess wants to send her deepest sympathies. You were a great student.

With Sincerity,

General Morning Star

P.S. Spike was transferred to a different location until the situation resolves itself.”

What..? No..this can’t happen to me..this can’t happen. I’m still young, I have a future..I want to be something when I mature! “THIS ISN’T FAIR! THIS IS WRONG! THEY CAN’T DO THIS TO ME, NOT THE PRINCESS, NOT RAINBOW DASH, NOT PONYVILLE!!!!!!!” I went on a rampage kicking my books against the ground tearing up anything I could find, my hooves laced with papercuts and splinters! “Bastards, they never thought it was an accident! They think I’m a murderer! They think I had that in me!”

A voice spoke up from the chaos, suddenly.

“Maybe you do.”

“H-Huh..w-who’s there..”

“They blame you for nothing..they did it on purpose..they hate your guts..they want you GONE!”

“SHUT UP! NO THEY..They..they just misunderstand me..maybe if i try and sh--”

“NO! It won’t work..they don’t understand you like I do....”

“How do you know! Who are you!”

“Twilight, they planned this all out. They are jealous of you, your bond with the princess. They set the fire. They. Killed. Me!”

“PinkiePie! Oh god! Oh god, but how are you talk--”

“Don’t question me! You must show them the error of their ways...”

“Of course..anything for you..what is it..i’ll do anything to show them..”

“Avenge me. Right their wrongs”

“Avenge..? Yes, it’s the only way, but how..?”

“Do what they’ve done to me..to us....Kill them.”

“Kill them, Pinkie?”

“ Of course, silly, they think friendship is magic. Show them that it’s a curse.”

TO BE CONTINUED...

Next chapter, Twlight races against the suspicions of the Ponyville residents and executes her most daring plan.

Dear Diary: The End is Nigh (Part 1)

Dear Diary: Part 3

The End is Nigh (Part 1)

Dear Diary,

It's not the greatest of times, I'll at least say that. I couldn't find my parchment, and then my ink spilled all over me! Such a mess! I bet I seem like a doofus! How clumsy can one pony be? It's funny how I don't even bother to take care of myself anymore, let alone bathe. The ink stains my skin and mane, but who am I kidding? I've stained myself in far worse ways, ways you wouldn't think ponyly possible . What's the point in cleanliness? I'm already good as dead, might as well smell of it, but I don't think you mind..no..my little diary never judges on looks. You judge me on my actions, and my actions are always swift and effective. Just the way they like it.

Anyways, today was probably the most nerve wrenching 24 hours I've had. The Ponyville mortician announced today that the death of the Apple Acre residents were, in fact, a murder. HOW COULD THEY HAVE KNOWN! I did everything perfect, by the book! Poisoning the caramel right before their last meals, watching their stomachs dissolve and gush out of their orifices, it was so beautiful. That repulsive foal, Applejack's eyes were full of anger when she seen me creep from the shadows, I could tell she wanted to crush me with all of her might, but that's hard to do when your organs are liquified. Yes, quite a improbably task. They all died in less than seven minutes, but the sweet memories would last me a lifetime.

I was hoping for them to announce it a accident, or at least a suicide, but they were smarter than I predicted, and now they are closing in on me. I don't want to say I'm nervous, but I do feel that tingle inside raging it's way through my body, but that only drives my commitment to my deeds. I'll never give up, not until I'm dead. They all glared my way after the announcement, peppered my home with rocks and hate, those filthy pegasus ponies keep the rain clouds looming over my every movement. Not a day goes by where I don't wish I could go out there and take their love, all of their precious love. Love they worked so hard on to grow and to share. Love is so wonderful when it's taken by force. Yes force..force is the only answer, I'll have to use more force; note taken!

Dear, Celestia! Look at me ramble on and on! I'm sure you aren't one to listen to my petty squabbles over precedences I cannot control. If you want to hear something interesting, then you've come to the right pony, for today I took the greatest risk in perfecting my vengeful persona. Let me tell you the whole story, and believe me, I won't skip in the details, my lovely diary.

I examined the darkness outside; it was almost midnight and most of the pony residents were to be in bed by now. As soon as the coast was clear I emerged from my home, I stood there for a moment, feeling the cool moonlit air rush against my body, and closed my eyes taking in the feeling. For a moment I felt at peace with myself, but I can't let these false emotions control me, emotions are what got me into this mess. The sickening feeling was expelled from my body, I had work to do and nothing was going to stop me. I began by rushing into the nearest alley, ducking into corners as passerby's strutted along, never knowing the things I could do to them if I wanted too. Luckily for them, my target was a far more dangerous one. I reached the clearing from the first alley and looked around for anypony, then I heard the footsteps, “Twilight? Darling what are you doing out at this time?” the voice said, my heart skipped a beat, and I turned around..

Rarity gazed at me with a confused look, didn't she know what had happened? Wasn't she upset with me. I examined her fully; beachwear, a umbrella, sunglasses? Of course! She was on vacation during this sickening madness. Wait, she knew nothing..? This was unexpected, how was this going to play out? The sudden thrill of unknown odds enticed me. I smiled at her, attempting to hide my repulsively oily mane from her view, but being the fashion junkie she was, she took notice right away. “My, heavens! What happened to you!” she said in an overenthusiastic tone, rushing over to me with a breath-taking hug, “Well..It's just a bad week. That's all.” I said trying my best to sound normal despite the lack of social interaction I had come to know. She frowned, “Sweety, you must come with me this instant! Let mother Rarity fix you right up!” she said nudging me with her nose. Reluctantly, I complied.

We arrived at the boutique, and I was now feeling uncomfortable in this decision to accompany her, but it was too late to back out now. She smiled faintly at me and opened the door, the bright lights blinded me, and I shrieked! This was not going as planned, she was becoming more and more worried with me, almost cautious, but she welcomed me in. “Hah, sorry! I thought I..I thought I seen a spider!” I giggled, she smiled at me, “Oh my, I must simply get this place cleaned at once then! But, first, we have to get you looking fabulous!” I nodded in false agreement. “Now just stay here, I'll go get the proper materials for your make-over!” her excitement echoed in the room, and she walked away. Stay here? And miss all the fun? No, I think I'll tag along, someone has to enjoy this peaceful welcome...while it lasts.

As she walked into the backroom, I quickly sprang into action ducking into the cluttered storage area before the door had closed. It was perfect, dark so she wouldn't see me, no windows visible, and preferably, sound proof judging from the thickness of the walls. I grinned devilishly, she wouldn't know what hit her, but first I had to find her in this dark mess, “Twilight? Sweetie just what are you doing in here?” the voice came from behind me suddenly and I stopped, “Twilight!” she repeated again! FUCK! What do I do, what do I do! I looked down at the pincushions littering the floor, then back at her impatiently angry voice. “TWILIGHT!” she finally snapped, “Stop ignoring me and simply answer my question!” I laughed softly and looked her dead in the eye, “I'm going to kill you.”

She began to laugh at me! The nerve of her, that wretched slut! “Twilight, you are HILARIOUS! Now please.. go out in the front and wait for me, I need to find my hair spray.” she said shooing me away with her hoof. I picked up the bottle of hairspray pushed beneath magazines of Equestrian celebrities, “You mean this..?” I held the can in my hand and waved it at her. She turned and looked delighted, “Yes that's mine!” she said happily reaching for the can, “Give it here so I c--” I lifted my leg kicking her right in the throat in mid-sentence, she fell backwards coughing holding onto her neck, uttering some non-intelligible words. I jumped on top of her and smirked, “This is for your own good, Rarity, you should never of came back! Now you'll die like your sister!” she coughed her eyes widened hearing what I had to say. I grinned, sucking in her emotions like a sponge. It was time to act now, there wasn't much time left to get my real target. I spotted a box of nails in the far corner, and brought them to me. Rarity took notice and immediately took action. A sharp pain jutted against my head and I fell to the ground, “HELP, HELP ME!! GOODNESS, I'M BEING ATTACKED!” she screamed as I tried to regain my balance! My body grew cold and my heart pounded in my chest. I'm going to get caught. They're going to beat me! They are going ruin everything I worked for; Pinkie, I'm so sorry...

“No, you have the will.”

“I-It hurts so much..Pinkie..I can't”

“Don't you love me..? You don't love me anymore..do you...?” her voice spoke softer with feeling

“No! I love you, Pinkie Pie! I really do..

“Prove it. Get up and prove to her..show her love, my love.”

I grinned hungrily, “Your love is the best love.”

My eyes opened and my body flowed with rage! The pain was gone and Rarity was halfway to the front door, “No you don't...no one escapes.” I forced the door shut, furniture moving in front of it to prevent her uncanny departure. She gasped and turned around, “T-Twilight, don't make me hurt you again..” she seemed sincere in her words as her horn glowed, her unicorn magic encircling it. “You wont even be able to touch me. I bet bet your corpse on it” I laughed walking towards her, but she screamed again! Screams? Screams only make it better, and the fact that no one would hear me rip her apart was an added bonus, “Scream, Rarity, scream so that I can test the limits of my magic. No one is going to hear you, my sound barrier will help settle that.” but she wouldn't listen, this unicorn was a feisty one. She grew angry and looked me in the eyes, she batted her hooves on the ground as she gushed air from her nostrils. Huh? She was going to attack me head on? Oh, this would be fun.

Rarity charged full force at me, but I kept my ground and took stance. I scanned the room, looking for something to stop her in her tracks, but to no prevail. She whipped her head to the side as a metallic sewing machine flew at me, I barely managed to dodge it, jumping out of the way as I rolled onto my back, but she was faster. Her body rammed into mine knocking the wind out of me, and I felt her clamber on top of me, her face full of just as much rage as mine! I grinned, “Deja vu, bitch.” and I sent a chair reaming into her back. She gasped in pain and fell off me. Now was the time to act! I summoned forth as much magic as I could spare, I couldn't use too much because I had bigger plans for another pony. I summoned sewing needles and nails from the back room. She attempted to stand up, but a swift kick in the stomach sent her back to the ground. Rarity's head turned to face me, “W-What are you doing! What is this..s-stop..” she said pleadingly, “Well--” I said, examining the tools, “I'm going to do you what I did to Sweetie Belle. Only slower.” then she screamed, and everything began.

I put my hoof onto her chest to hold her down, a dozen nails circled around my body. What I was going to do to her was nothing in comparison to my next victim. I sent the nails into her arms and legs with the force of a bullet, they punctured her soft skin easily, driving threw flesh and bone until they finally met the wood beneath her. Blood forced it's way around the rusty metal and seeped onto the wooden surface, she whelped and her face went red. She was holding in the pain, but for how long? The thought fueled me, and I instinctively placed my hoof between my legs, and grinned. “STOP, TWILIGHT! I WONT TELL ANYONE, I-I'LL..I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE!” she was begging, I like when they beg, but this one talks far too much. I threaded a sewing needle and looked down at her, her eyes widened with fear. I like fear, too. I jammed the needle through her top lip, forcing it past her soft flesh and into her gums. Her mouth opened and she screamed in agony, blood trickling onto her tongue! The pleasure was immense, my body was ready for anything, and my juices dripped softly down my leg in response. Time to kick it up a notch. I pulled out more sewing needles, pressing them in between her teeth, pushing them deep within her gums, until they were buried beneath her flesh.

Her mumbled words meant nothing to me anymore; pleas for mercy were just repents for her actions. I was freeing her from this world. I pulled out a razor waved it in front of her eyes, “You seem to have a cavity miss...Rarity it was?” she tried to move, but she was nailed to the ground with care, and she moaned through blood spattered lips. I pulled her bottom lip out as far as it would stretch, “Nyo Twablipe! Nyo!” her inpony voice spit out. I shook my head, “Sorry, darling, doctors orders.” and I dug the blade into her gums cutting back and forth. Blood spit past the wound and onto my body! She screamed from the pain, tears gushing from her eyes, as her teeth were carved from her flesh, rolling down her throat and onto the ground, but I wasn't even close to being done. A mix of saliva and blood pooled from her mouth, enough with her gums. “Smile.” I said softly, she kept crying. “I want you to show me your pretty smile. If you don't I'll get upset.” I said again, but the same results. I pulled out several more needles, “Do you love me?” I said batting my eyes at her, and she shook her head rapidly in response, “Cross your heart, hope to die...? Stick a needle in your eye?” I grinned, and forced her eye lids apart.

I slowly slid a needle underneath her eye, wiggling in past strands of delicate flesh, feeling her body tense up as she gasped choking on her own oral bits. I began doing the same, sliding another needle under the bottom of her her eye. Then I slowly let go. She forced to keep it open, feeling it push deeper into her socket with the slightest movement of her pupils. She'd lay there breathing through mangled teeth, her chest heaving up and down as she forced her tears at bay. “Is something wrong? You look tense..how about a makeover..like you promised me?” I said pulling out the hairspray she was searching for earlier. I hovered the can over her eye, and pressed the nozzle, “Makeover!” I yelled joyously! Her screams drenched the room.

The stinging liquid, splashed into her eyes, drying instantly on contact. She gagged clenching shut her eyes, wallowing in pain. The needles flung deep into her eyeball from behind, sliding out the other end as she struggled. I took more needles and began to drill them slowly into her eye, letting her relish the pain. She began to shake, tugging with all her might to pull her stake driven hooves from their sickening restraints. Her right eye shot, milky liquids dripping from the puncture marks. Her left eye scanning the room rapidly as she let out muffled cries and moans. I got up and looked around, there had to be something else here. I needed to end her now, and get onto my real mission before the sun rose, before those THINGS...THOSE THINGS LOUNGED ABOUT! That's when I spotted the scissors. I levitated them to me and leered over the shaking pony, “Snip by snip...croup, dock, haunch, shoulders, hip.” I let the words sink into her mind, when she spit into my face. “That's the spirit.” I smiled, wiping off her bile, and I slid the scissors into her groin.

The sharpened prongs, slid delicately into her flesh as she arched her back. I pressed the handles together as her skin severed between the blades, wet gags emitting from her mouth. I cut upward, her flesh tearing with each painful snip. She violently shook, blood gushing from her incision, and I stopped when the blades met her ribcage. I straddled her leg and began to rub myself against it, the tops of the nails tickled my vagina and I moaned, letting my juices flow onto her blood ridden body. I looked into her eyes and pressed my lips against hers, my tongue swirling in her mouth, taking in all her pain. I felt her mouth close around my tongue, trying to bite it off, but her strength had faded and without teeth it only increased my sexual satisfaction, so I eagerly allowed it. However, for some strange reason, I couldn't help but imagine her as a filly, so pure and innocent. Growing up, meeting that special colt, having beautiful children..LOVING THEM. Love..oh yes, diary, the love is what drives these rotten beasts! I have to take their love, for that is the only way to truly kill them. I got up off of her, and returned to the wound.

I forced my hooves into her cavity and pulled apart the skin as hard as I could. Her body looked as if it was going into a convulsion and she vomited pure blood. Her skin was fastened tightly against her muscle and flesh, and I gave one power yielding yank and it separated from her body. I closed my eyes and began to remove her organs from her chest cavity. I could barely comprehend how she was still alive, but that was the problem. I pulled her intestines out from her groin and wrapped them around her throat tying it into a noose. I used my magic to force the nails from her limbs, and I levitated her several feet off the ground. Blood pooled out of her like a faucet of water and I knotted the other length of intestine around a beam in the ceiling. Her loose skin swayed endlessly from her body as the last of her bile spilled from her body. She was dead.

I took in a deep breath and vanquished the sound barrier. Now, to clean up the mess, hide the body. There was a knock on the door. Shit! Who could be here at this hour? I looked around for an exit, but there wasn't another! They knocked again, and I crept slowly to the door, and peered through the looking hole. Nothing! No one was there, and I turned around wiping off the sweat.

“FOOL IT'S HER!” the voice in my head bellowed out suddenly!

That's when the door flew off the hinges and struck me onto the ground, “YOU..I-I KNEW IT WAS YOU!” The voice said loudly, I pulled the door off of me and looked to see who it was. My eyes widened in fear, Rainbow Dash stood at the doorway her face was morphed in pure rage. I got up and looked her into the eyes, “I'm going to kick your pathetic, murdering ass! And you are going to like it” she uttered through clenched teeth. Then she darted at me with unbearable force. The world spun around me as she tackled me into a wall breaking my ribs. She was to be my main victim, but the tides had turned. I was now caught off guard, out of my element. I closed my eyes, for the battle had just begun.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Next chapter! Rainbow Dash and Twilight face off in and intense battle! Only one will survive in this exciting conclusion to 'Dear Diary'! Will Twilight fulfill her plan to avenge Pinkie Pie? Or will she stop short of victory? STAY TUNED!

Dear Diary: The End is Nigh (Part 2)

Dear Diary: The End is Night (Part 2)

I was pressed against a wall as Rainbow slammed her hooves into my face with extreme force. Each blow forcing me farther and farther from conscientiousness. She knew she was winning, and grabbed me by my mane flying as high as she could into the sky. the ground seemed to vanish as she climbed altitude. She stopped, the air was thin and we both struggled for breath, “I can't believe what you've become, Twilight!” she said, holding me up to her face by my mane. I didn't know what to say, what was there to say?

I was becoming dizzy, and I noticed Rainbow Dash was too, but she seemed to fight it better than I, “Well, speak up! Say your last words before you eat dirt!” she said clenching her teeth. I looked at the distant earth beneath me, “Killing me will only make you like me..It wont change anything, Rainbow Dash.” my voice was soft and sincere. She just stared at me, not changing a bit, what was wrong with her! What was wrong with me? Tears formed in my eyes, and Rainbow took notice, the same happening to her, “Why, Twilight..they were your friends..you killed them..?” she seemed to falter a moment while she spoke, “You let them burn..y-you..Pinkie is dead because of you..” Rainbow continued. I shook my head, “No..I told you what happened..I seen nothing..nothing..I would of saved them, but y--” I was cut off as the world around me shifted. The once soft blue sky turned into a blend of greenish grey clouds and dark red shadows. I looked around as this new world formed itself to me. Rainbow Dash was gone, and I was now on the ground again, “Huh..Pinkie..where are you.” this had happened before, I knew she had summoned me.

She walked out of the mist, frowning deeply, “What were you doing, Twilight?” she questioned. I coughed and looked away, “I..was just sayi--” I was cut off again, “NO! You were trying to reason with her! You could of killed her anytime there!” she screamed suddenly, and I flinched. “B-Baby, I'm sorry..I didn't know what came over me..” my voice barely audible. She wasn't listening, “You were losing your nerve, you were thinking. You need to get to a lower altitude right away! I thought you loved me. Kill the mare! Kill her now, or I'll kill her for you..” she was serious. I backed up unsure of what would happen next her. She walked up to me, her pink mane bouncing with each step, “Kill her, Twilight, you must avenge me for what they've done!” she pressed her forehead against mine, “Or else,” then she pushed me into the green mist. The dark world vanished and I fell from the sky.

“Twilight! Wake up! NOW!” Rainbow Dash said shaking me. I suddenly jumped into an alert state, yet the world seemed to spin around me. What was wrong with Pinkie..she seemed so angry..she didn't comfort me..she didn't tell me she loved me. I upset her, now Rainbow had to die? I looked up at Dash's face, “Rainbow, you all shouldn't have set the fire! You shouldn't of burned the place down! You set me up! EVERYONE SET ME UP!” I felt the air take hold of me again and I gasped lightly, but Dash shook her head confused, “What are you talking about! The fire was an accident! The gas pipe or something took light and burst!” she was telling the truth, I could sense it. I wiped the tears from my eyes, I felt at peace. Sudden realizations hit me, the death of so many ponies by my hooves, how much pain I had caused Ponyville. I burst into tears, hyperventilating as I did so, “Twilight..what happened to you..please tell me..I'm your friend.” her words struck deep into my soul. Friend..F R I E N D....F R I E N D! What was happening to us? Blood-lust replaced with tears, and anger replaced with compassion. The world began to make sense again.

“Kill her! KILL HER!! KILLLLLL HERRRRRRRR!!!” Pinkies voice burst into my mind

“Pinkie..I can't...I wont kill anymore!”

“What are you saying! You have to avenge me! Kill them all! They killed me! How can you disregard their sins!

“I have to face my punishment for my crimes..”

“No, get out of the sky! It's making you crazy! It's making me sick, just listening to you talk this way!”

“No! DON'T YOU YELL AT ME ANYMORE! YOU DON'T CONTROL ME!

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

My vision was blurry, and I held onto Dash tightly, burying my face into her chest, “Let go..let me fall.” I said, my voice muffled into her skin, but she shook her head, “No! You are crazy! What's going on!” she said pulling me away. I looked into her eyes, “Pinkie's doing it..she's..she's inside me..don't ask me how. She was controlling me, but I think the thin air is somehow messing with her ability to manipulate me!” I said in heavy sobs, then Rainbow Dash's eyes grew, “You, too...” she said looking away. “What do you mean!? I pressed on, she looked away, I could tell she was uncomfortable, “After..after Pinkie..you know? I felt this sudden hatred, I didn't know what to do, then she..she told me things..told me who the culprit was..she told me she would love me forever..i-if I did what she wanted.” I was in awe; how could she possess so many people at once! How had she become this monster? So many questions were left unanswered. Killing myself wouldn't solve anything, for there were others to possess, others to torment for reasons unknown. I wouldn't give her that satisfaction! “Dash! We need to figure out how she is doing this, we need to stop her! Please.” I pleaded to her, and she agreed kindheartedly, “But how, Twilight? I'm more of a flying pony, not a thinking one.” she said rubbing her head. I thought about it long and hard, my chest heaving in the atmosphere. I didn't have long.

I was in my house, the sound of thunder, the fire..it didn't make sense. I tried to reach into my collective memory, but it was all a blackening mess. I looked at Dash, she looked at me, “I think she may be channeling her energy from something! Something close to us, something we hold dear! She's using our material bonds to generate a connection with a pony, yes, yes! I have read about Plasma Transvergences before!” I said happy with the realization. I felt Pinkie try to force herself into my mind, but I blocked her out. “Dash, we need to destroy what could have amplified her power with our most prized poss--” I was cut off as Rainbow spoke up “My wings..” her voice low and mournful, “Every night..I'd groom them..talk to them..I think she's channeling herself through them..” at this point I was half conscience and beginning to lose my thought, “Rainbow..we can't we'll die..” I said disgusted at the though, but she wouldn't have it, “Twilight, get rid of my wings..it's the only way!” she spoke louder, her voice filled with surprised passion, “I feel her bursting into my head again! Do it! Please!” she began to plead.

Was this happening? Was this murder? I couldn't..but I had to..it was the only way..and Dash knew it. All that had happened in this tiny fraction of time had cleared up everything for us. We all make sacrifices for friendship..and we had to save Ponyville..

I closed my eyes and placed my horn gently against her neck, and I let the magic seep into her skin, using up all the power I could muster, I felt weak and was about to feint when I heard their voices; Scootaloo, Applebloom, Applejack, Sweetie Belle, Big Mac, Rarity, and all the others all calling my name at once. “We believe in you, Twilight. We forgive you, we love you..” I felt their prescence beside me, and I began to cry. I felt each of them place their hoof around me, holding me closely, Pinkie Pie screaming in rage, but her pathetic yapping was muffled by their auroras. Applejack smiled softly at me, hugging her family, “Do it fer Equestria, sugarcube, and don't worry..we'll always get your back!” she said, then Rarity and Sweetie Belle beamed at me to my right, “Twilight, we know you can do it..nothing can stop friendship, not even death. You'll always be a star in our eyes.” my body glowed bright white and I felt their energy flow into me. I cast the spell, and I blacked out.

I felt my body regain itself as I peered around me. I was falling! I screamed for Dash's name, and looked at her. “It worked..you really did it..you're crazy amazing, girl!” she laughed, but the sadness was hard to hide. Her wings were gone and we were accelerating to earth rapidly, “RAINBOW DASH! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me..!” I wallowed hugging her tightly, but she just shook her head, “Of course I forgive you, but you have to live..you have to destroy what she was using to control you!” the pegasus said as she locked me in a tight squeeze, flipping over to her back.. I screamed as loud as I could, the ground approaching closer with each passing second. She was going to sacrifice herself for me..I couldn't believe it. All my life I was led to believe that friendship was till the end. I closed my eyes as we plummeted into it as an extreme force. It really was. Friendship is magic.

The dust enveloped the area around me and I coughed swatting the particles away. I sat up and looked at Rainbow. Her eyes closed, her face looked serene, for I had managed to conjure up enough magic to sustain her body from physical damage. I couldn't save her, though, and I didn't have much time.

“Good job, Twilight! Now embrace me!” Pinkie shot back into my mind in an instant!

“NO! Go to hell, Pinkie, go to hell!!

She began to spurt out an unearthly laugh.

“I'll meet you when you get here, silly goose..”

I ran into my house, searching for the thing I had to exterminate. The one thing I never went a day without acknowledging.

“YOU CAN'T END US! WE'VE COME SO FAR! YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT YOU ARE LOOKING FOR!”

The funny thing is I do, and it is you, dear diary. You are that channel. You must be destroyed.

And now that I've poured every ounce of feeling and emotion into you, every thought, every memory of the days that have passed. Every sickening detail, all the horror I have done. It's finally time to end it once in for all. I feel how much power you have inside your dusty sheets, and how much of Pinkie Pie lives inside of you. Maybe now I can be at rest, the memories of my friends fill me with so much light now, and with this torch I destroy all the evil you contain. It's the end of the death, it's the end of the suffering, and, most of all, it's the end of you, Pinkie Pie. I don't know where you went wrong, but I pray that one day your soul can be redeemed. But remember this last thing, because I know that you are watching. I won't rest a single second until you are banished from this town, and everyone in it. I'm sure this will be one party you'll never live down.

Love,

Twilight Sparkle.