The Prince of darkness.

(A/N Yes It was rushed)

Thanks for the memories.

I woke up cold. My fur felt stiff, and wet. Opening my eyes, I looked over my stiff shoulder. I was laying down beside Leaf. Why was I laying beside Leaf? Why did I smell like iron? Looking down, I went into shock. I was laying in a pool of dried blood! Was it mine? I didn't feel any pain. How long was I here?I looked at the sleeping leaf. She was more pale then I remembered Her pink fur was slightly more tan. Walking up for a closer look, I froze. Her head was almost shredded off! Only a small chunk of skin held her together. I backed away tail in between my legs eye's narrowing. Backing up with my heat wanting a race, I stepped on something mushy. I looked down to see what I stepped on. It was an amber eye staring into my soul. I creaked my head around. To find a most unholy sight.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" I screamed falling back. It was Squirrel, or was. She was cut up into ribbons. Her insides were hanging out, her fur, skin, and meat was in pieces all over the ground where her body laid. Her rib cage jutted out, deformed bone fragments stuck out her back. Her limbs, mostly the fore arms, was red mist, even the bones. She no longer had a face as it was nothing but her skull with little bits of flesh hanging off. Her other eye dangled out swinging in the wind. Her wings were ripped off, and was placed somewhere else. I vomited my contents out on the spot.

I found hawks body in the same condition as Leaf. I was sicked from what happened. The tents, ground, fire pit looked like a collage of various shades of blood, and fur. "What happened here? The last thing I could remember was Hawk trying to kill me. Then I blacked out, wait , did I do this? If I did then I..." I sat down and took a glance of my claws. They were red, little tuffs of pink, and gold fur stuck to them. My vision flashed recalling the events to the prior of my sleep. I lost control. The bloodlust took over my very being. But it was different then before. I was trying to protect myself, not kill them the way I did. Last time I had a reason to go ballistic. This was sadistic murder! What the hell Is happening to me?!

I cleared my head while looking for my things. I found my loot in a bag hidden in one of the tents. I moved it back into my backpack counting how many bits I had, trying not to thing about what I did, but it was fruitless. Trying to figure out my episode I came to a decent explanation. After the warren pack was killed, I was rewarded with loot, and a sense of being a hero. This led to my mind thinking that violence led to rewards, and since my little body was fuelled by magic powered hate, giving me the sadistic nature. It locked my sanity into a give or take situation, thus creating the 'psycho' personality when I was attached again, and when I saw Leaf bleeding, I snapped wanting more. I blacked out after the deed was done putting me back to normal.

I finished my revelation tallying up the last of the bits. I had twenty two thousand five hundred sixty four bits. Fifty rubies, thirty five emeralds, ten sapphires, and two hundred thirteen diamonds all claw sized. I was astonished that they all fit in my little backpack! How in Tia's tight ass did it fit?! Pony logic. After counting for hours, I was hungry again. I rummaged through the tents for food. I found a couple of cans of soup and that was it. Opening them into the bacon pot with me claw starting up the fire.

I felt somewhat wrong taking their stuff. Then again, they wont be using it, ever. I found some things I could use; an updated map with better scaling, a compass, a star chart, a simple dagger to replace my scalpel, more bobby pins to pick locks in my satchel, gems which I already took, bits the same thing, a holster for my dagger which I put on my backpack, a black bandana which I wore it like a cloth chest plate, a water flask small enough for me to carry, twenty throwing knives which I holstered on my left fore arm, and a buckler that was made of black metal, engraved with a white phoenix wings arching upward. It was a good haul. Fully decked out with all my loot fitting comfortably in their places. Filling my flask with water from the river, trying not to look at the mutilation parade as I pass by.

Looking at the map, My destination of Gem Fido was one week away, by train. "Damn it, looks like Ill need a ride," Realizing that it would take a month of walking, I looked at the nearest town. "Hoofington, heh blackjack" I grew a smile. now knowing my new target where, I could get a ride to make it to Gem fido faster, I set out leaving camp overkill behind, out of sight out of mind.

Storm povion

"Sunshine, lollipops, rainbows, on sugar tops, where we can all, live together!" I sang in delight to see my bro again. The princess was taking me to my brother. He was found via 'mental imaging spell' from when she visited him in her dream. I'm just glad the I get to reunite with my brother! We flew in a flying wagon pulled by four golden guard ponies. I was awesome! We were guarded by a small platoon of other guard ponies. though they all looked the same. Were they here to help? I hope so, then we all can have a party together!

We began our decent to a camp site, where I can see three other griffins having a nap in the sun. "I hope we don't scare them?" I asked.

"I am sure we wont storm," she replied.

We landed beside the camp. I was so over joyed, 'I wonder what I should say? How will he look like? Is he a griffin too?' Celestia walked with me into the camp. I walked over to the big one by the fire. He was a 'big' griffin his dark gold fur was a bit matted though, shame. I walked around him, and what I saw filled me with even more joy. "He is dead," I yelled in joy. I picked up his head and stuck my hand through his slit throat and played with him like a puppet. After having some fun with him, I looked at the princess. She was shocked.

"What's wrong princess? Oh, I know! This is my new friend Dead guy!" giving her a big happy smile. This just made the guard ponies puke. I moved his mouth making it look like he was saying I was his friend. This made the princess gag.

"Um storm, put down the dead griffin it isn't right?" the princess asked with concern.

"Why is its because he's dead?" tilting my head curios.

"Yes, it is disrespectful," she said.

"Oh, but I like my friends dead though, They're better that way," still smiling. This just made the guards mad.

"Hey that reminds me, your my friend right? that means I get to kill you," I said while dropping my friend. This just made the guards even more mad. "I wouldn't, ya know?" I frowned at the charging guards. but they put me to sleep before I could kill Celestia. This makes me angry, but It was sleeping time. I didnt find him here. sad face.

I left just in time to see a big group of ponies fly into the camp. I witness the show from two miles away using my eagle vision. Landing on the ground so I wouldn't get caught in the sky. "Damn that was too close," I said annoyed turning back around. Walking with this much weight was a bit challenging, but nothing I couldn't handle. It would make me stronger, but the gravel road hurt my pads.

Hoofington, the home of the reapers. sounds legit. It took me a couple of days to get here. I did not have trouble on the way, and eating rabbits did get boring after the sixth. During that time I learned that, if I wasn't on a rampage, my magic sucked. I could barely do the music spell without trouble. Learning this, I was the fucking hulk of magic! I don't know why I am all powerful in psycho mode, but if I'm in a pinch I might get in trouble.

Walking into the Hoof fallout style, I could not help but feel like I was snubbed out. I walked straight into the city like I was a normal sight. I was hoping to get approached by someone, but nope I could bat an eyelash to a cop and I was get told to beat it. I did eventually find the port, after asking from several ponies. It was an air port, no planes, but flying ships! My jaw dropped at a certain ship. It was a war ship. heavily reinforced, canons, lots of canons. My admiration was cut off to irish like accented ponie from behind.

"OI ye little lad, Whatch'ya doing here?" he asked. I turned around to see green base, with a darker green mane earth pony stallion, with a ship cutie mark. He had a shaggy grey beard and wore a captins hat.

"Its not safe for a squirt like you," he slightly spat.

"I'm looking for a ride," I said to the pony.

"Look this place isn't a carnival, now get before I call ya parents," he said. I wasn't gonna let him push me around. Just before I could say something I was grabbed from behind, Big mistake. I charged a spell, In my claw, I touched my beholder with it and said.

"fulminis pulsus," (lightning pulse) this made my grabber let go, and began to twitch violently on the ground. The captin looked at me unsure what to do, but the my grabbers three friends did. they were all earth ponies. They charged me, but I had another spell in hand. I put me claw out.

"vi impulsus punch,", they were sent to the other side of the city. It was a bit over kill, but I was mad. Looking back at the captin with a hot glare.

"You better have a good ship for mercenary's, you fuckbag," I spat. He pointed to the warship afraid.

"Thanks, Ill need it,"