Sombra's tale

   The nurse brought a bowl of hay and oat's for my breakfast, she did it quietly with out trying to 'console' me as she tried to do the other day. I ate it in silence simply staring at it, when I was finished I sat and stared at the door blankly. Peace, I thought I need peace, for now. Because I had decided already that I would avenge my sister and parent's, I was going to make it pay, was I  going to hurt it wound it? No, I was going to kill that monster! Hate rushed through me like a raging river of fire I'm going to damn it to tartaruas to make it pay for what it had done I was going to make that son of a- My thought's were interrupted as the door's were kicked open and a reporter and photographer barged in.

"Hello! my name is Ink Script and I'm here to interview you on the tragic death of your parent's!" The photographer said smiling, as if peopled loved to talk about their recently deceased relatives. "So how do you feel? Anger? Sadness? Happiness? were dying to know here!" He said purposely using the word dying for the situation.

Rage erupted in me, I leaped from my bed and walked out. one of the reporter tried to stop me and ask a stupid question, "Go to Tartaruas! You piece of scum!" I snarled at him knocking him aside and racing out of the hospital. I race past the hospital ponies who were trying to stop me as well, I Need to get to the library! I thought I have to find out what the hell that thing is so I can kill it! And with that thought i busted into the canterlot library, almost all the guards were on patrol outside the city so I didn't come across one.

Luckily their was no one there, I started taking book's of shelves and reading them. Spell books of course, they were fascinating, but unfortunately there weren't many. I opened a book and read, it said all kind's of crap about magic of love, magic of kindness magic of  friendship and all kinds of bull crap.

  I checked the entire Celestia damned book and none of it made no sense! I wasn't feeling loyal when I made the bolt turn in mid-air and I sure as hell wasn't feeling generous! " Stupid Celestia damned book!" I roared losing my temper,I chucking the useless piece of crap across the room. I raced to the exit and pulled. The door didn't open, I tried to push but that didn't work either,  I pounded the door bucking it repeatedly, but to no avail. I yelled as loudly as I could, yet nothing happened. probably because the walls were sound proof so ponies in the library wouldn't  get disturbed by poines making a racket out side I suppose it makes sense, it explain's why no one got angry at me for screaming in the library. I thought after calming down, ( which took about two hours.) well, since I'm trapped in here I guess I could try to identify the magic myself. And so walked over to the 'study area', sat on a chair and got to work.

"Alright," I muttered to myself, " what was I feeling at that moment?" I put my head on the desk and concentrated on it but I couldn't figure it out! back then i didn't even know what hate was. I glanced out the window and saw it was midnight, "Shit! It's almost time for my sister funeral!" and I shoved the scroll into the saddle bag I had brought into existence with my magic.Well at at least i found out one thing, I thought as I raced to the grave-yard, that thing that killed my sister was a  draconequus. And knowing what it is is one step closer to killing it. I  ran toward the giant mirrors and smashed through the glass, why didn't I just teleport? Because the library was teleport proof, duh!

My sister's funeral was a quiet one with not many ponies, my parents didn't come because they had died too, but we couldn't go to their burial, because their was nothing left to bury. Because my parents died to save thousands of innocents in the Crystal empires hospital, I had been given a medal of valor, but that thing was for something else as well. It was also becuse I had stood up to the draqoness and  blasted him to the ground. That is pretty is pretty inspiring. A couple people came up to give speech, I didn't pay attention to any until my brother started his crap. "My sister was most dear to my hear, I cared very much about her-"

I cut him off, " no you didn't." Everyone was quiet for a little bit, then they started whispering among each other. " And if your going keep on saying shit like this, well theirs no point in staying in this place."

Starswirl opened his mouth, " brother I know that our sister death has grieved you-" I didn't let him finish his sentence, I punching him in the muzzle. Their was a collective gasp, my brother lay on the floor staring at me in shock, blood was flowing from his nose. I was breathing heavily, tear's running down my face.

"LIAR!" I screamed, " YOUR A WORTHLESS LIAR! I SAW YOU COULD HAVE SAVED HER BUT YOU DIDN'T! YOU COWARD, YOU SAVED YOURSELF AND LET MY SISTER DIE YOU SPINELESS COWARD!" The crowd was staring intently clearly shocked, I didn't even care that a reporter was taking notes on her notepad and taking pictures. "YOU CARED MORE ABOUT YOUR CELESTIA DAMNED BOOK'S THAN YOUR FAMILY! YOU WANT FAME? THIS IS WHAT I THINK OF YOU!" I spat on his face and walked away.