The assistant

by Spider

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark, Alternate Universe, Human, Anthro, Romance
Length: 1660

What happens when a high school student with mental issues gets kidnapped by pinkamena to be her assistant?

There is Jake. A mental and weird high school student with only 2 friends. He soon finds out that life can get a little bloody, with a little push in the right direction.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-05-30 04:43:09 UTC

The apprenticeship

The apprenticeship

Hi my name is Jake, or it was. Now I am a murderous psychopath killer. But before I get rambling, lets start at the beginning of the beginning.

“What’s up Derek” I say to make friend in crime. We both go to high school together and are in most of the same classes. We have only four every two semesters sadly, so it gets dull after a while. Anyway him and me are like two bullets in a mag, two peas in a pod, two midgets in a fat guy’s ribcage. And we both have different tastes in women. He likes the generic natural women with no specialties in them whatsoever but 3 details; a big butt, big boobs, and a pretty face. I, on the other hand, like chicks that are different from the general masses. I mainly focus on their personality and slightly on their looks. It’s mainly chicks that are skinny and smart that I find attractive. Most likely they aren’t whores like some of the other people at my school.

“Hey Jake. Ready for the last day of school?” Oh god. It’s the last full day of school and I almost forgot.

“You do know I won’t be here for the last 3 half-days, right?” Also I never ever go the last three days.

“Yeah, yeah. You didn’t go last year and I know you aren’t going this year but hey, the teachers are so awesome now. We get to have a party and I get to have no work, whatsoever.”

“Whatever. I just wish I could kill a few people I have on my bucket-kicking list, you know?”

“Yeah, yeah weirdo. You just go from about the end of the school to taking out someone. You’ve been saying that for the past three years. Just don’t ruin your life. Come on we got classes to be at.”

RING*RING*RING*RING*

“Alright lets go.” I tell Derek, as we head off to are first class, which happens to be Java 1, but for those who didn’t know, it is a coding thing and unless you like computers or are a nerd, you won’t like it. I know you would love to here about my last day but I’m not going to tell you.

Off in a distant land 1 dimension away. A creature smiled its sharp toothy grin as it looked through the portal of it’s shadowed cavern. “Perfect. Soon little one. Soon. I just have to prepare a few things but until then we wait. My new protégé is ready. I just need a few more parts.”

“Let me go!” A girl screams in the background.

A cold chill passed through my spine as I got off the bus an headed inside my house to find my parents necked with the smell of alcohol and sex adrift in the air. It was disgusting but it happened on a daily basis but was otherwise good people. My mom and dad must be the best liars in history because when they are up and coherent, they act a lot like pewdiepie and Martzia. I just kinda snuck past them and head up unto my room to get on my computer but what I saw was weird and sort of scared me.

“When did I get a virus. And what virus maker would put fucking pinkamena as a symbol.” Really, it was pinkamena brandishing a knife saying ‘I’m coming for you’. Creepy as hell also I’m slightly a brony so that’s why I know who pinkamena is. I also loved cupcakes but back to the story. I just moved it out of the way and clicked on avast anti-virus but it wouldn’t open. I was furiously clicking the screen trying to find out why it wasn’t working but suddenly Skype opened and what I didn’t see scared me. It was literally just a silhouette of a person.

“Hey, Jake”

“H-H-How do you know my name?” I asked worriedly.

“I’ve been watching you and can grant you some of your darkest wishes. All you have to do is say yes.”

“What are you talking about? I don’t know you.” I am starting to think this a prank call.

“Ahhh, but I know you. That’s all that matters. Yes or no?” The mysterious women questioned me.

“Sure Amy.” I decided to humor my friend Amy but this wasn’t something she did but this got a chuckle from the mic.

“Just so you know, I would do it anyway. I am also not Amy” She said before there was a bright light and I fell asleep knocked out.

“Uhhh my head. Wait a second, where am I?” I questioned the darkness in front of me.

“You are in my basement.” I heard the voice of the same person who I was on Skype with.

“HELP ME!” I hear a little girl scream from. This was silenced as I heard what sounded like a punch followed by a grunt of pain.

“You can’t leave just yet though My plans are almost finished.” With this, the lights cut on and what I see horrifies me but also leaves me in questioning silence.

“How much drugs did you put in my drink?” I half joked. What I saw was strangely realistic. It was a stony basement along with a brown set of stairs that lead upward and a few bags of flour piled around. There was also entrails hanging from the roof and helium filled organs placed along objects that scattered the room but what scared me the most was a pink anthro pony in front of me with a necklace of what looked like horns and a cape around her that seemed to be symbols and random colors followed by a slasher smile. There was a tied up kid that looks like scootaloo beside me hooked to some machine with lots of wires that followed from her head to mine. It also looked very complicated. There was even a table with a sharp steel butcher’s knife and what looked like a pocketknife. What makes it worse was that everything is in 3-D and all the colors were real and not cartoony.

“Do you think this is fake? Do you want to see if this is real?” She asked just before hitting my face. I screamed in pain just before she started laughing at me.

“Pussy. You can’t even take a hit.” She laughed some more. “Alright lets move onto my next plan. The body switch.”

She walked over to the wall and pulled a lever that soon made an electric sound before I could feel my body starting to numb. This only lasted a second as I closed my eyes and opened them, but everything seemed to translate to the right side of the room then the left. I looked over to my right and I saw my own body hanging limply before my eyes.

“Lets get started with your first lesson before she wakes up. Or he in this case, so lets get started Jake. I want you to grab a knife and kill her.” The pink one said to my horror just before the leather binds holding me down let go.

“Why would I do such a twisted thing.” I asked with the most venom I could muster.

“ Because if you don’t you won’t get dinner, or cupcakes for that matter.” Her smiling never faltering. With that last word she pulled out a camera I didn’t see earlier and placed it on a tripod before walking away.

“No, no, no you can’t do this to me. I have a life to live, a family to love, some hardcore porn anime to watch.” I tried to beg but she left without looking back. So I just sat there thinking before laying down on the cold hard floor and went to sleep hoping I wouldn’t have to kill anyone. I awoke but I got stomach pains like this child’s body hasn’t eaten for days, which was probably true. I just thought over what she was saying and decided, it’s for the best. Whispering to myself ‘its for the best’ over and over again. Shortly I stood up with enough confidence to do this but only out of fear of starvation.

I walked to the table in the middle of the room and grabbed the small sharp knife from the table, and walked up to the sleeping body that was formerly my own. I stared at the body but my stomach started making more of the grumblies. I just looked away and pushed the knife into the chest cavity of the body before taking it out with little resistance. I smiled, that wasn’t so bad. I then pushed the pocketknife into it’s chest over and over again blissful minutes that could have lead to hours. Blood was going all over my face and the stone floor of the basement as I continued this to my amusement and slowly pulled the knife out and licked it clean.

I then felt a warm feeling from my thighs and I turned to pull down my pants but what I saw made me blush, feel happy, and sad at the same time. I just realized I was necked and my cutie mark was apparently of a knife with blood on it. Oh and also this was all on camera. I extremely blushed at that but turned around to see my handywork. My ex-body seemed to have about 100+ knife wounds starting from its lower abdomen all the way to its collarbone. I just needed to add the final touch. I raised my knife and slit its throat as blood poured from it and onto me as I showered in it and relished it.

*Clip*Clop*

I hear hooves coming toward the basement and that’s when what I did finally came upon my mind. Holy crap. I just killed myself and enjoyed it.