Flitter's Day Off

Flitter gazed at the puddle of blood that was growing upon the floor of her kitchen. How it began to mix with the breakfast which she had earlier painted the floor with. Her blood gave her a sick arousal, and she found herself becoming drunk in this feeling. Guilt, loneliness, sorrow, anger, and regret all circled in her mind, and she stomped on the ceramic spoon which Rumble had given her. She did not deserve it. She felt as though he were too nice to her, her imperfections would forever plague their relationship. She knew only his existence, along with her sister's, were the only ones that would have kept her sane. But, something had snapped... it was Cloudchaser who was supposed to make sure Flitter got up if her alarm did not go off. The fault was on Cloudchaser now, but still the pegasus had to blame herself, that was why she felt so guilty. She could have, should have, would have done something had Cloudchaser made sure her sister woke up in time. Now Rumble was going to suffer; that cute, grey coated colt was going to endure hell in the company of his mother, and Flitter failed to be his Virgil... No, she had failed to be his Beatrice. She was his beauty, which blessed him all the days of his life. She hid him from the truth so he would not end up like his mother, brother, or father... She knew she kept him from all of that. She was his protector from all harms and dangers to ensure his foal like innocence. Now he had no shield to protect him from his mother, and it was all Flitter's fault. She still cried as she grinned at the slit in her foreleg. The rush of adrenaline from receiving the cut flowed with the pain so easily that bleeding became like music. The sky crying, and Flitter bleeding. The constant dropping of water droplets became drowned within her mind. It began to drive her insane, and she cut herself again.

Her eyes widened and she twitched violently, dropping the knife and stomping down her cut foreleg over and over to try and ease the pain. It did not work, as the pain was now eating away at her hoof. She screamed and began to kick her walls. "My life... it's just a lie..." she sobbed, falling back down as the pain began to become familiar within her. It went from a red hot flame to an icy blue coolness. She inhaled deeply and exhaled, taking in the rancid air of oatmeal, spoiled milk, and the little blood scent which emanated from the puddle of her red substance before her. This was getting to comfortable for her, and the little sliver of sanity warned her to not do it again. Not even once. Her bloodthirst and sense of dark justice craved for more blood, but Flitter herself wanted this to stop. She wanted to call for help. But she could not... she did not feel as though she could be saved. She did not want to be saved, for one. She lay down on her stomach and cut her right foreleg again, this time even deeper, and the blood squirted onto her face, under one of her eyes. The blood trickled down, giving her the appearance that she was crying blood. She licked the knife and began to see darkness in her vision, she felt a painfully drilling spike of a headache, and the she coughed as her throat felt as if it were burning. She stood back up and wiped the blood and tears from her face, looking at her foreleg again to examine the damage which she had inflicted upon herself. She was done punishing herself, and now it was surely Cloudchaser's turn. She giggled as she cried solemnly thinking of what she would do to her sister. She felt it was the best. She had to do this for Rumble, so he could know how sorry she was. "Rumble!" she nearly moaned in pleasure, taking the knife to her tongue and coating it in her saliva. "I can only imagine how happy you will be when that menace Cloudchaser is out of the way... When she suffers for allowing me to miss our yet again fated meeting! I'll never show up late again, Rumble! Rumble?! Do you hear me, Rumble?!"

The door opened, and the sound of wind trying to blow it open as Cloudchaser tried to shut it sounded through the house. "Whew! What a storm! I think I went a bit overboard..." she sighed, throwing her rain jacket into a white basket beside the door and happily strutting through the dark living room to the dimly lit kitchen which Flitter was inhabiting at the moment. "Hey Flitter! You oughta've seen what your sis Cloud did today! I was hanging with the guys when..." She saw Flitter crouched over in a corner, rocking back and forth while crying softly. She also spotted the fallen food and splatters of fresh blood, and the knife in the middle of the widest pile of blood. "Flitter! Flitter? You okay? Sis?" She nervously and cautiously walked over to her sister, who did not return a reply to her sibling. "Flitter? Can you hear me? I asked are you okay. Are you hurt? Did you have an accident while cooking? What's goin' on?" Cloudchaser put a hoof onto her sister's back, stroking her mane. "Don't cry... it's okay... I'm here, you can tell me what happened..."

Flitter's cries turned into light giggles, and she slowly turned to Cloudchaser while tilting her head. "What ever makes you think something is wrong? My dear sister?!" she screamed, pushing her down and punching her in the stomach twice. Cloudchaser threw up her lunch which she had just recently eaten, and she coughed violently, staring at Flitter with sorrowful eyes as she did not know what had happened or why. She struggled to get back up, but Flitter kicked her back down and sat on her chest with great force, cracking her ribcage slightly. "I believe you just have me a bit heartbroken is all! Teehee!!"

Cloudchaser's wings flapped to try and wriggle her out of Flitter's unorthodox hold. Cloudchaser's head and eyes darted in all directions, looking to grab onto anything that could help her, but Flitter had already picked up the knife and held it high in one hoof as the other was on Cloudchaser's neck, since Flitter scooted down to now be sitting on her sister's waist. "Wait...Wait! Flitter, can't we talk about this?! Why are you doing this? Did... did I upset you in any way? Did I do something wrong?! Did I do something to hurt you? Just please, tell me, why are you doing this?!" Cloudchaser began to wriggle more prominently, and Flitter grew tired of this, so she put a wing over Cloudchaser's mouth, forcing her to bite down on it. Flitter then stabbed Cloudchaser once in the lower abdomen. The pegasus' blood flooded over the wound and seeped to the floor, mixing with Flitter's blood. Cloudchaser let go of Flitter's wing and gave out a weak cry of hurt and confusion. Tears forced themselves from her eyes and her mouth remained open as she gasped for air and her trembling body still was tensing up while Flitter wringed the knife deeper into the wound.

"Oh Rumble would love me more, now that you're out of the way, Cloudie!" Flitter shouted, ripping the knife from Cloudchaser's stomach and slashing her sister's right cheek deeply. "We both foalsit him... but I can tell he loves me more... He needs me, and I need him! But you obviously want to hog him all up for yourself! You failed to wake me up today so I could go see him... you went out and did your stupid weather thing, while Rumble is left with his ass of a mother as the only one looking after him!"

Cloudchaser said weakly, with a quaking tone of pain in her soft voice, "What are you talking about Flitter? What does Rumble have to do with any of this? This... this isn't making any sense at all... Why?"

Flitter scoffed, "You will never understand... Cloudchaser... I can't believe I would trust somepony like you... I can't believe Rumble would trust you... He probably doesn't anyway... He's waiting on me, his beauty to come to his rescue to save him from that which of a mother he has! She's next... the causer of the most of his pain! She's..."

Cloudchaser choked back tears, and Flitter watched this. "Flitter... I don't know what I've done, and I really, really don't care what it is... Just please, Flitter... put down the knife and let me go. Please... I'm begging you... I,... I don't want to die by my own sister, Flitter. I love you, even through all of this... Just, put the knife down..." Cloudchaser reached for the knife, and noticed Flitter wavering in her resolve. She was about ready to drop the knife, but she gave it a tighter grip and rose it once again. "No!" Cloudchaser cried, closing her eyes and trying to push Flitter off of her. "No more! I can't take anymore of..."

Flitter dug the knife into the bone of Cloudchaser's left wing, beginning to tear it off slowly. "You value flying more than you do Rumble... Do you think he's worthless?" she questioned her sister. "I will not allow even my own sister to degrade Rumble in such a way!" Cloudchaser could not say anything, and her shrills cries sounded as wrong answers in Flitter's ears, so she stabbed her in the same spot again and again until the knife bent and broke the bone of the pegasus' wing. Beginning to faint as her sister manually ripped the rest of her wing off, Cloudchaser still had no words... there was nothing she could say to her sister. She could not even call Flitter her sister anymore, and she was sure that Flitter was no longer who she was. She always felt Flitter was never right, but she had never done anything to make her suspect she was this demented. Sure, Flitter was so attached to Rumble that he was almost like her little brother, but Cloudchaser would have never thought of her as obsessed with him. She could see the lust and insanity in Flitter's eyes. It greatly unsettled her that this may well be the last thing she ever saw. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, enduring more pain as Flitter continued to stab her in the other wing with a different knife until that wing was off as well.

"Yes... Now, feel it as now something precious to you has been taken away!" Flitter yelled at her sister, who had fainted from the pain. She gave a deep sigh of disappointment, and had no way to wake her back up. It had gotten boring with her anyway. She took the knife and drove it down the middle of Cloudchaser's chest, up to her neck, then ripping it out with a great chunk of her skin and inner body tissues. "Sister? I don't need a sister... All I need is Rumble..."

"And all Rumble needs is me."