Resurrection

  "Ooh, fuck. My head hurts."

  I look up and see Tornado Slash standing in front of me. He's grinning, looking at my forelegs. In a sudden stab of pain, I writhe on the ground. "What the hell did you do to me, you motherfucker?" I yell angrily. He doesn't respond, just continues to look at me. "Hey! What are you…" my voice trails off as I see what he's looking at. There's blood all over my front legs, and bite marks on my inner leg. "Shit! What did you do to me? God fucking dammit! That hurts like a bitch!" Tornado laughs. "You like my handiwork?" he says. "I did it myself, you know." Trying to get up, I force another stab of pain into my body. "Shit!" I say. "I cant get up now because of you! Why in Equestria did you do this?" He scowls. "You know very well why," he snaps. "I've been cooped up in this Celestia-forsaken prison forever! I… want… out!"

  He walks over to me and stares into my eyes. "I've never shown you or the Doctor this yet," he spits. "So tell me now, what do you see when you look into my eyes?" When I look, I immediately regret it. All I see is pain, loss, sorrow, and anger. I see images of ponies dying, buildings exploding, every kind of destruction you can imagine. Finally, I see the most disurbing and angering thing. Vinyl, battered, beaten on the floor. A huge gash in her side, calling for Tornado. Her mane was two-tone blue instead of green. I see Sarcasm run in, except his colors are reversed. He kneels beside her, and hangs his head. "I'm sorry," he says. "Tornado Slash is dead." She sobs on the ground, her last breath used to whisper, "No" in a pleading way. Her head slumped against the floor, no longer living.

  Tornado pulls away from me. He's scowling, but crying angrily at the same time. "You see?" he yells. "I lost evrything! Everything damn it! My Vinyl Scratch is dead, our colt never born! That's why I need this body! You have a filly already, and I'm jealous, okay!?" He's screaming now. "I'm jealus of you fucking life, okay? I'm fucking jealous." He sinks to the floor, sobbing and groaning in pain. I stare on blankly, not even remotely comprehending what he just said. "J… jealous? Of… me?" "Yes!" "I… I had no idea…" He looks up. "Of course you didn't. Nopony ever does. You're all just a bunch of stuck up assholes that have no idea what a pony like me goes through. Especially YOU. You still have your Vinyl Scratch, while mine died in a parrale Equestria. So fuck you Hurricane. FUCK YOU!!!!!!!"

  I woke up back in the real world, inside the TARDIS. I had another killer headache. I was still strapped to the table. The wounds on my forelegs were gone. The ache was still there though. The Doctor looked up from some papers he had been looking at. "Are you Torndo Slash?" he asked. "What color are my eyes?" "One is red, the other is green." "Then no." He sighs. "Can I go home now?" I ask. "Yes."

  I walk all the way home, where I am afrid to oen the door. What if she mistakes me for Tornado? I shrug that question off until the time comes. I open the door silent and slow. Vinyl is playing a game with Christy. "Hey girls," I manage. Vinyl looks up. Her eyes get wide. "Hurricane!" she says as she surges to hug me. "I thought I had lost you!" I smile weakly. "Man," I say quietly. "I've got a killer headache. I'm gonna go and lay down upstairs." She stepped back. She nodded and went backe to her game with Christy. As I headed upstairs, my headache got worse and worse. I got into bed and tried to sleep. It was pretty difficult, with my headache and all. I close my eyes, and the next thing I know, it's two p.m. I get up to see where the girls were, and tried to head down the stairs. My vision went in and out of focus for some reason, and I collapsed.

  I wake up, eyes wide, looking around for somepony. "Who hit me?" I ask nopony in particular. My voice is hoarse. I see the Doctor, Vinyl, Spades, Jey, and Sarcasm in the front of the room. "Where am I?" I ask. "What happened?" Vinyl walks over. She sits in a chair. "You're in the hospital babe," she says. "You passed out from emotional strain." Dazed and confused, I tried to get up. Almost immediately, I fell back down. Vinyl puts her hoof on my head. "You're burning up," she says, concerned. She turns to the others. "Get him some water, now!" Sarcasm instantly teleports out of view. In a few seconds, he pops at the bedside. He sets the water on the desk by the bed. I drink some from it. It soothes my scratchy throat. "Thanks," I say.  Vinyl smiles. The Doctor looks on grimly. I look at him. "What's up, Doc?" He looks up and smiles. "I see what you did there," he says. I tilt my head. "Whoops," he says hurriedly. "Nevermind. Nothing's wrong, I'm just unnerved. Why dud you pass out? Was it really from emotional strain?" Vinyl snaps her head around to look at him. She must have glared at him pretty hard, because he flinched and shut up pretty quickly. She turns back around. "Of course it was emotional strain," she says in a sweet voice. "Now, we better give him some time to rest so he can recover, right?" Everypony nodded quickly. Then they all left me to myself and my thoughts. Not very smart, I think absentmindedly. Then I realized what I had just thought. I blocked those thoughts as much as I could. I closed my eyes, and fell asleep.