Boom! The sound of thunder reverberated through the air. It was like a miracle that it did not wake anypony up with its loud and deafening volume. Ignoring my fear of thunder,I ran as fast as my hooves could take me. A black cloak surrounds me, hiding my identity, aiding my mission.
After a few minutes, I arrived at a pony's doorstep. I heard laughter, drunken laughter. Profanities were thrown around as though they were other words and I could smell their foul and putrid breathes that matched a dragon after breathing fire from where I was standing. Suddenly, amongst the drunken stallions' laughter was a pitiful whimper. The whimper grew louder as a glass bottle was thrown. I peered inside through the window. What I saw made me grit my teeth. There were three stallions and a young filly with a bloodstained blue coat. Her innocent ocean blue eyes was filled to the brim with tears. She was harmless and innocent, something that should be cherished.. Although I hated what I was going to do next, I felt like I was doing justice to the child. She didn't deserve this. I knocked on the door.
"Go away!" an annoyed, throaty voice replied. He was probably annoyed that I had interrupted their 'important' poker game. I rolled my eyes.
With an angry tone, I replied,"I am the pony who will bring justice!"
He ran to the door. He asked if I was going to avenge him about his Camaro. He also commented that I looked too small to be a policemare. It was true. I was a mere filly, brought into this world only ten years ago. But my knowledge was that of an adult. Calmly, I reply.
"I'm not here for the Camaro. I am here to bring justice!"I drew my blade."Submit to me and you will know mercy. Or fight me and you will face an enemy like never before!"
He laughs. In a fit of rage, stab him. He let out a scream of agony.
" Get her!" He commanded.
Two muscular stallions attacked me. One of them punched me in the face. The other kicked me. I land with a loud thud. I got up with a calm expression on my face. I put my sword back into my scabbard. I may be merciless but that doesn't mean I don't play fair! Besides, it wasn't them I was after. I punched a stallion. He attacked again but I jumped back. I landed on my haunches. Standing on my haunches, I jumped and kicked him. He tried to strike but a ran behind him and made him trip. I got back on my hooves and kicked the other stallion in the stomach. Next, I kicked the face of the fallen stallion. Both of them were defeated.
I turn my head to the only conscious stallion amongst the three. He grabs a poker card for his defence. I smirk.
"Not only are you an abusive father, but a coward and an idiot, as well? Haha! But it looks your men are down so now you will have to face me. So, allow me to remove the world of your impurity" I draw my blade. He was petrified and unable to move. I ran towards him and struck my blade on his chest. Blood was splattered everywhere. On the floor, on my blade and on my face. I brought the filly to an orphanage and hoped she would find a happy family.
I went back to his house. I dragged the stallion's carcass up the hill that was over looking the peaceful town of Ponyville. I lit a lantern and hung it on the tree. I used some of the fire to burn his body. I looked up, waiting for an answer. Thunder boomed but this was louder. I smiled, my duty over
I sigh. I walk down the hill and sat near a pond. Suddenly, a loud and squeaky voice called behind me.
"Hey Sweetie Belle, it sure is a beautiful place here, huh?"the voice called. It was Button Mash. Beautiful is an understatement. It was beyond words. The moon illuminated the dark sky, along with the millions of stars that accompanied it. It reflected on the pond and it swayed a bit. A gentle wind would caress our cheeks every once in a while. There was a gentle whisper in the wind, like it was calling me, beckoning me to get away from this place. We were sitting on fresh, green grass. It was cut to a gardener's paradise. Nothing sticking out. It was a wet since it was just after a rain. It also had dew on it. The trees ahead, along with the grass, made it looked like a pathway. It was quiet until the occasional cricket.
"So, Sweetie Belle, how's your day."Button Mash said.
"Normal."I reply. I saw a frown on his face."I'm sorry about your parents."
"Yeah, sure you are." he turned to his side "The heartless murderer is remorseful, everypony! It will definitely be in the headlines of a local newspaper. Scratch that. In every newspaper company that you can name!" Button Mash hissed coldly.
"It was their time. Death wanted them. With or without me, they would have died"I retorted.
He scowls. I decide not to press on the matter. Suddenly,I remember why I am even doing this. The memories of that fateful and cursed day came back to me. The blood. The screams. All of it. His crooked expression. His hourglass cutiemark stained with blood. He showcase the organs as if it were an anatomy class firsthand. I was supposed to die. I was supposed to be his victim. Rarity jumped in front of me. She died but I made a bargained with Death. She would live but I would pay a heavy price. I will be his servant. And what more would he want but for me to kill ponies for him? I wish that day never existed. I would buy a time machine and go to that day to stop Rarity from dating that..... demon! But there is no such thing, right? I guess it is worth it. She has a future and I.... don't
The sun rose and Button Mash and I ran home. A new day had arrived.
Author's Note
Any constructive criticism would be appreciated. :)
Two months later.....
Ahh! Peace at last. School has just ended and miraculously, no homework! I took a deep breath, taking in the cool crisp autumn air. Everything seemed fine. The trees of orange and red rustled in the wind. The sun was up in the cerulean blue sky without a sign of downcast. I skipped home, not bothering to look at where I was going. As I was walking, I felt something pull me down. I was falling in to the drain, something I easily jumped over before.
Splash! I landed in the murky waters.
"Bleh!"I cried out in disgust upon resurfacing. I took a look around. I was in the sewer. I also saw that there were many holes that I could fit in. I wondered which hole would lead me out of there.
"Guess that's what eeny meeny miney moe was invented for,"I shrugged. My hoof landed upon the fifth sewer pipe on the right. I took the path. However, I was soon greeted by many more paths! There were millions of possible paths I could take in this one! I began to feel hopeless. As I drifted away aimlessly, a swift and soft object was felt on my right hoof. I picked it up. My eyes widened at its content. What it said was impossible! It can't be true. But part of me was hopeful. We do live in land of magic and anything could happen, right? This piece of paper motivated me to find a way out.
Author's Note
This is more of a hype going thing so of course it will be short. New update coming soon!
Ding! The clock struck midnight. I sigh. My sister is out, again, trying to find this gem called Gama. It is very rare and few islands would have it. I look down on the book I was reading. It was about a mare who finds a vengeful spirit in her home who is trying to kill her family. The author is amazing, capturing every detail precisely, kinda like how a practiced swordsman would strike at his foe. I grin. As the climax was about to begin, a loud- and annoying- knock was heard. I roll my eyes. What should a mare do to get some peace! I thought. I close the book and rush down the stairs. In my frustration, I swiftly opened the door. I swallow my anger and fake a smile. I eyed my guest. It was a stallion, covered in a green slimey liquid and panting.
"Sweetie Belle!"the figure shouted.
He pushes me to the ground and I was unable to move. I struggled before realising who the figure was.
"Button Mash!?" I scream. A flash of crimson was on his face.
"Sorry."he apologises."Got stuck in the sewer." My anger turned to disgust as I pushed him away. Five minutes of taking a bath was gone to waste. Trying to change the subject, I ask him what the ruckus was about. Immediately, he gave me a piece of paper. I skimmed through it. As I read, my eyes widen. It was impossible! It cannot be! Not even Starwhirl the Bearded figured out a spell for this!
I look up to him and as I say,"A gem to time travel?" I ask, raising an eyebrow. Excitedly, he nodded, jumping up and down and barely able to contain his excitement. I wanted to say that it was impossible. It only occurred once and that doesn't even count! It was talking about reliving the past. You change it, not your past self. I looked into his eyes, filled to the brim with hope, never taking no for an answer. I imagined what would happen if I were to say no. He would either cry or throw a tantrum. I nod. Besides, what's so wrong about taking a chance?
