Clouds

-=Cloudwings POV=-

He was in a dimly lit room. He could tell he was standing, so he didn't think he was still tied down.

He tried to look around but his neck wouldn't obey. He could feel something on his back and something else on his neck.

His mane also felt longer and didn't feel like it was sticking up.

He heard a noise of struggling somewhere ahead of him. Involuntarily, his hooves started to move twards it.

"Goodie, you're awake! Now we can get started." his voice sounded much higher than normal. Almost like...

"Pinkie. W - what's going on? I can't move!" the voice was that of Rainbows. He saw that she was tied down similarly as he had been. But why'd she call him "Pinkie"?

"Well, duh, that's because you're tied down!" he realized that his voice was Pinkie's. "I didn't think you'd need to be told that!"

"But why? What's happening? I thought you said I was going to help make cupcakes." Her voice sounding a little worried.

"You are helping. You see, I ran out of the special ingredient and I need you to get more." For reasons he didn't know, he seemed to look and sound like the pink, party pony.

"Special ingredient?" Dash was now breathing heavily and looked like she was starting to panic. "What special ingredient?"

He couldn't help it, but he giggled at that even though it wasn't funny. "You, silly!" What he assumed to be Pinkie's voice responded.

Dash's eyes widened, and her face contorted in fear. Then she started to laugh and said, in a voice bordering on hysteria, "Woo, you really got me there, Pinkie Pie. I mean, tricking me into thinking I'm gonna get made into a cupcake? I gotta tell you, this the best prank yet. You win, you're the best."

He giggled some more. "Aw, thanks, Dashie. But I haven't done any pranks today, so I can't accept your praise."

"Pinkie, come on, this isn't funny." Rainbow said whilst struggling.

Cloudwing wanted to help her really bad. He couldn't stand seeing Rainbow looking the way she did right now. Once again, without his consent, his mouth started talking in the voice of Pinkie's. Then why were you laughing?"

He saw pink hooves whip the cover from a cart sitting nearby revealing a multitude of sharp, dangerous objects. Rainbow's eyes widened in terror.

Rainbow's breathing quickened. He could hear it as well as see her chest rise and fall faster. "You can't do this, Pinkie." Her eyes were full of desperation, "I'm your friend."

"I know you are and that's why I'm so happy that I've got you here. We get to share your last moments together, just you and me." His body moved against his will and started skipping. At this point, he practically gave up trying to control his body knowing it was all on vain.

"But, the other ponies will wonder where I am. When the clouds pile up, they'll come looking for me and then you'll get found out," Rainbow cried in desperation.

"Oh, Dash," He said. "Don't worry, there are plenty of pegasus ponies to take care of a few clouds. And besides, no one will find out. I mean, how long do you think I've been doing this?" At that, the lights turned on and instantly, Cloudwing was wishing they were once again shrouded in darkness.

Coloured streamers of entrails hung from the ceiling. Chairs and tables made of bones, 4 foals heads were there wearing party hats that seemed to be made of their own skin. The whole place appeared to be a party designed by a psychopath.

Cloudwing's stomach felt like revolting and high-tailing out of there.

"Oh no." Rainbow looked around as much as possible and had an expression of horror and disgust on her face.

Rainbow returned her gaze at him and reeled in horror and Cloudwing didn't know why. Maybe due to the fact that he looked like Pinkie, a crazed lunatic who murdered all these innocent ponys.

"Like it?" he asked, "I made it myself." Okay, not due to the fact that he looked like Pinkie though that could be a contributing factor...

In an instant, Cloudwing figured out what it could be. He just realized that there seemed to be a little extra pressure on his body as if he was wearing something.

"Pinkie please, I'm sorry if I did anything to you. I didn't mean it. Please let me go. I promise I won't tell anypony." Her voice was full of pleading and fright. He didn't blame her.

"Oh, Dash, you didn't do anything. It's just that your number came up and, well, I don't make rules. We can't turn back now."

Rainbow started crying. It hurt as if someone had stabbed him in the chest. He'd never seen Rainbow cry. Not even after turning down the Wonderbolts, her life-long dream.

"Aww, don't be sad, Dash," he said. "Look, this'll cheer you up. I brought you a friend."

Completely out of the blue, he pulled out a skull, one that looked al too much like a gryphon.

Rainbow inhaled loudly, fear filling it. "Is... is that... is... that."

"Hey, Dash, let's hang together. These ponies are lame-os. Dweebs dweebs dweebs," Pinkie mimicked. "I caught her right before she left town. Remember when I left the party for about twenty minutes? That wasn't enough time to play with her of course; I had to wait till after the party to do that. But boy am I glad I did. It was worth it for the flavor alone. Griffons taste like two animals at once, it's amazing. I know she didn't have a number like everyone else in Ponyville, but when was I gonna get another chance to try griffon? I probably should have asked where she came from so I could have gotten more, but I forgot. I'll tell you what though, she was quite the fighter. She lasted a long time, which was a lot of fun for me. I got the chance to play with somebody other than a pony and try new things. It's too bad she had such a meanie mouth. She said so much bad stuff I just had to take her tongue out. You know, bad language makes for bad feelings, Rainbow Dash."

Rainbow fell silent except for her sobs. She continued to struggle against the bonds holding her down.

"Well," he said with an air of finality, "that's enough reminiscing. It's time to begin."

He picked up a scalpel and proceeded to Rainbow's left flank and lowered the scalpel an inch above her cutiemark and slowly cut a circle around it.

Rainbow's screams of pain filled his ears till they were ringing.

Suddenly, the room became darker but he had enough time to see the betrayal in Rainbow's eyes...

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The darkness let up around him and he found himself outside. It was raining and there were puddles everywhere.

He knew where he was, but it made no sense. He was right in front of his house but it was like nothing was ever built there in the first place.

The ground was covered in over-grown grass and had no rubble or anything indicating that a structure once sat here.

He then remembered what he'd just seen. Pinkie, no, HE, killed Rainbow. Even though he knew it hadn't been him who truly killed her, it felt just like he was responsible for doing the deed.

At that thought, his heart shattered. He broke down crying on the spot. He didn't care about anything else that might happen, he knew that he killed the one he loved...

○●○A Few Hours Later○●○

Cloudwing's sons started to fade. He wanted to cry more, until he was dead for all he cared. Sadly, his body ran out of excess liquids to get rid of. His eyes were dry and cracked.

He looked up where his house was supposed to be. He had a few knives in it for cooking, but maybe he could use them for another use.

The only issue, his house wasn't there. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a glint of gold. He looked to where he thought he saw it. It was a gold rapier.

He couldn't stop himself. He crawled over to it and looked at the polished blade. "Why is this here?" he thought.

It made no sense. Rapiers weren't in use for hundreds of years yet this one was perfectly clean, as if it was just made.

He picked it up carefully.

"Hi Cloudwing!" He turned to a high pitched voice behind him, pointing the sword at whoever was there.

Scootalo's face turned to terror as she saw the point of the sword lowered to her neck.

"Scootalo, you scared me! Why in Celestia's name are you out here?" he asked.

Scootalo gulped. "I was going to try and get my Cutiemark if you'd not slit my throat." she said nervously.

Cloudwing quickly pulled the sword away from the young filly. "Sorry..." he said, kind of embarrassed at his reaction.

"That's okay." she said. "Hey, why don't you come with me? Maybe we can try swordsman ship as my special talent. You seem to be good at it yourself."

"Huh?" that confused him. This was the first time he'd ever picked up a sword.

"Your reaction time was impeccable, not to mention your form." Scootalo complimented.

That surprised him. Since when did Scoots know anything about sword fighting?

"Hey Cloudy!" a voice called from behind. He froze.

He knew that voice by now. It was the same one that had gotten him pony-knapped and had tortured him.

He whipped around with sword in hoof. Not knowing exactly where she was, he took a guess she was right behind him.

With a sickening swoosh, an emerald green pegasus' head fell to the ground.

That brought a smile to his lips. This thing had intentionally hurt him in any way she could.

The he remembered, Scootalo was still there, behind him.

Instantly, he turned, trying to find some justifiable reason for what he'd done. Scootalo was laughing.

He reeled back, not sure what was going on.

Then it struck, Scoots was hysterical. She just saw him kill a pony! Of course her minds not going to know what to do. All emotions would be jumbled up.

As the laughter died down, Cloudwing prepared himself for what might come next.

With a cruel smile, Scootalo looked up at him. "You killed Rainbow, Cloudwing! I can't believe my good luck. I always pretended to like her, but she always was too cocky." another fit of laughter.

Cloudwing didn't know how to process that information. He didn't kill Rainbow Dash, he killed Emeraldwing. He turned and regretted it instantly.

What he saw was worse than anything he'd ever seen. Rainbow was lying headless of the ground.

He couldn't believe it. First he tortured Rainbow, now he flat out murdered her.

He looked back at the young filly who was still laughing. Anger rose in his throat. This... this monster, was laughing at the fact he'd just killed somepony.

He walked closer, rage filling his mind. He continued to get closer towards to insane little bitch.

How could anypony be so cruel as to be filled with joy at another's death? He slashed out with his sword and cut off the foals right hoof.

Shock spread across Scootalo's face before pain to over. He took another slash and cut down her left hoof, splitting it in half.

He stabbed at her chest repetedly, not stopping until her whole body was covered in blood and riddled with holes.

He took the sword, and with one last swing, decapitated the creature that was once a pony.

Darkness then enveloped him once again...