The Psychopath and the Child (Revised)

I awoke, and heard birds chirping. I stabbed the one closest to me. I needed food, and this bird would suffice. Wait. I'm a pony. Which means. I can eat fruit and vegetables. Not meat. "SHITFUCKING DICKHOLES OF FUCKWADASSSHITDICKS!" My favorite food... I could not eat. Wait. I could try.

Soon I had a fire going, and a system to keep from anyone, or anypony, seeing me or hearing me. I used a spit, and roasted the bird over the fire. The flames danced inside of the stone firepit, and seemingly told the story of a bad Colt who did bad things. I kept my mind on the Blue Jay, though. It soon finished cooking and I ate it off the spit.

With my needs satisfied, I began my journey to a tree hut that I had heard about when I was nearly found out by three fillies. Apparently, a zebra lived in these woods, who rhymed and made potions. Sounded like a Jamaican witch doctor. Nonetheless, this would be my technically second kill in this world. It had been awhile since I ate that bird, and I had practiced enough of my skills to be able to kill this motherfucker.

Besides, she might have a book on what herbs and things in the forest I could use to help myself survive. Also, I needed information on where the next town was so that I could begin my murder spree. But before I could do that, I needed a footing in the forest. I needed a base of operations. And if this zebra has any idea how to do that, I could use her for my nefarious deeds. Or I could just kill her and learn everything from the books. The books plan seemed like a better option.

Soon I arrived at the hut, and began devising a way in. I could go in from a window, or the front door. The zebra could sense me either way, they told a tale that she once scared off a manticore using a potion. If so, she might have a potion that allows her to hear, or see me. Or even sense me. Something told me to jump onto her back and force my knife through her skull. My little horn could also work. Except I put it through her neck.

I soon burst through the door, and in her stupor she fell over and I saw the opening. "RIGHT IN THE FACE MOTHERFUCKER!" I quickly stabbed the knife through her eye, into her brain. She immediately shut down and I filled my bags with the books. I grabbed a few invisibility potions too. Heh. They were labeled 'Invisibility Potion' quite clearly. I swiftly ran to my base, and heard three screams as I ran away.

Dammit, they already found the body. I should have hidden it. I have to kill them. NOW.

The one with the bow was the first to go. She ran, and split up with the others because they were scared shitless. She galloped far away from that point, and they all got lost in the forest. I tracked her down first. I quickly ran behind her, trying to ask her and sound scared of what might be wrong. It worked and she ran and hugged me, asking and pleading to help me find her way out of the forest. I stroked her back, while I silently activated my magic and stabbed her to death.

The unicorn was the next to go, she had ran in a random direction, and was huddled up on the floor crying. What a little pussy! I stabbed her to death, much like the last one.

Finally the Pegasus. She had failed to fly and was wailing for help. None would come. I asked her what was wrong and she told me everything. While she did that, I prepared my knife. When she tried to hug and ask for help, I stabbed her in the skull.

Once I was done, I dug a hole with a shovel that had been in the zebra's house. I dumped all of the bodies and cleaned myself off with her bath. With a bit of scrubbing, my equipment was almost looking new.

I also noticed their saddlebags and capes, which both said 'CMC' on them. They were mainly gold and blue. Strange colors. I took a little look in their belongings and noticed a chemist set, a vial full of reddish liquid, and an apple in the first one. The second contained a sewing kit, and a bag full of junk. The third included a tutorial on how to make a scooter out of wood and rubber.

A lot of good stuff, I searched the bag of junk and kept the sewing kit as well. Who knew when you needed this kind of stuff? I ate the apple too. The scooter would be invaluable probably. I gathered what I needed from their items. I basically took all of their stuff and bags and stuffed them full of good items I needed for different things.

That night I slept well, knowing I did good.