*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE-*
I silenced my Alarm clock, and got up. Another normal day for me... I opened my bedroom door and walked to my bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror. A gray mane, a gray tail... Hell even a light gray coat. And, Surprise Surprise, Grey eyes. I look at my fake Cutie Mark. Gray clouds, go figure. I slowly peel it off. Once it comes off, my real Cutie Mark is shown. A Bloody Kitchen Knife. Thank Celestia I got my Cutie Mark a mere 5 years ago, when I was living by myself already... I think of how I got my Cutie Mark... That fateful day 5 years ago...
*Flashback*
The Rain was pouring. I walked through the Darkness, looking for a Victim. It was midnight, and there were few street lamps. I held my knife closely... I walked through the Vegetation on the side of the road. I saw one lonely figure... A mare in her teenage years, 18 maybe. She had no Umbrella. She seemed to be carrying all her belongings and clothes in one Wheeled Suitcase. I could tell she was crying because I could hear her loud Sobbing over the pouring rain. She was walking at the edge of the road to get some protection over the rain by the over hanging Tree branches. I picked my pace to get in front of her. The rain Silenced my hoof steps. This Mare won't be missed. As I waited for her to come to me, I thought why the fuck am I about to murder this poor mare? I really want to know what killed felt like for so long... Now here's my chance! I pounced from the Bushes and onto the Mare. She screamed in Surprise as I rammed her. Nopony heard her. We were in a remote road, and the Rain didn't help. "Who a-are Y-y-you?" The Mare said, Nervously, with a hint of Fear. "I'm your worst nightmare." I said with a wide, Sinister grin. She tried to scream, but I put my hoof in her mouth. I then dragged her to the bushes.
They didn't find her Skeleton until a year after, and I sped up her decomposition with cleaning products. I had no emotion for killing her. Now I knew, I had a lust for blood.
*Flashback end*
I open my mirror cabinet, and take adhesive out. I spray it on my flank and on the Fake Cutie mark. I then repeat the process on the other side of my flank. These things were waterproof, so I hopped in the Shower. Once I got out of the shower, I took out my Toothpaste and Toothbrush, and got to work. I rinsed my mouth, and wiped my mouth to get any excess paste off with my towel. I hung my towel to dry on my rack, and walked out the bathroom. I then went down the stairs to my kitchen. It was about 7AM, but my shift starts at 8AM. I wasn't that hungry, so I just got a Apple cereal bar from my cupboard. It was from my favorite business, Sweet Apple Acres. I also pour myself a large glass of orange juice. *Ahh* I exhaled upon finishing my small breakfast. I then go back to the cupboard, and grabbed a paper plate. I also grab 2 slices of bread, and a few daffodils. I quickly make that into a sandwich. I then poured tap water into a Styrofoam cup. I carried both items on my balanced wings. I walk over to my basement door, which had a single lock on it, and unlocked it. I then opened the door, and turned on the light. I walked down the creaky wooden stairs, all the way to the bottom. I then go to the corner next to the old stairs, which there are a few boxes stacked. I moved the boxes, revealing a small door. I smiled. I unlocked the 3 locks, and opened the small door. There, in the dim light, was the newest one. The newest one sat in what used to be a concrete bunker with no windows, and only a small, dim bulb gave light. The newest one, Called Clear skies, was a mare. Most of them were. I snagged her up from a visit to Cloudsdale. Her eyes were full of fear as I laid her meal down. I had her chained to the wall, with a collar on her neck, restricting her ability to move more than 10 feet in here. She had a toilet, which was basically a hole in the ground that flushed. "W-w-who a-are y-y-you?" Clear skies asked, on the verge of crying. "That's not important. What is, is that you will be subject to my torture. And, That. You. Will. Not. Leave. This. Room. At least not alive." I explained. "Why are you doing this to me?! D-did I do something wrong in the past?! If I did I'm so sorry!" Clear Skies bawled. "You see Clear Skies, I am a Serial killer. And I have a thirst for blood, and this thirst can't be satisfied." I say sinisterly. "P-please don't do this! If you let me go, I won't tell anypony! I swear!" Clear skies cried. "Nope, too bad." I said, as I strolled out the room, locking the door behind me. I could hear Clear Skies cry even louder. I felt absolutely no remorse. Well, I had to report to my weather Job. It's 7:34AM, so I had time to spare, but still, If I finished the day's assignment, I could go home early and have fun with Clear Skies. That gave me happy thoughts. I re-stacked the boxes to hide the door, and went upstairs, locking that door too. I then got my keys from the counter, and put them in my Pony pocket. I walked out the front door, and locked it. I couldn't wait to get home. I was going to have so much fun!
