The Psychopath and the Child (Revised)

My stomach felt like it had butterflies in it, and I felt nervous. Nausea overloaded my senses, and I felt tired and thirsty.

I needed sleep and water. 'One I had packed, the other could not be fit in my bag', I silently joked to lighten my mood. It didn't even make me laugh! Besides the point, I could be found out and convicted of over thirty counts of murder. I'd assume this world still had the death penalty. Banishment would be a joke, unless I was banished to hell or some fucking stupid shit like that.

To be fair, Canterlot would be under lockdown if this was out to the public. Which it probably already is.

I peeked outside of the rough bag, and decided to hop out since none were around. I ran, as fast as possible to the alleyways, trying to find purchase and a sense of safety from the guards. If I wasn't to run, I would be a suspect perhaps. Wait, did I feel fear? I sweated nervously, and sat against the hard and bumpy brick walls, awaiting nothing.

I soon slipped into the crowd, many other foals wandering around with no parents.

I felt the rough cobblestone on the ground, and trotted at a brisk pace. I was going to kill Twilight, or Bitchlestia and Incestuna. They probably fucked each other every night with a dildo, dirtily rutting and making enough noise to wake the dead. Fucking whores.

"HALT!"

My heart stopped, turning cold, and I twisted around to discover a griffon stealing an apple. The guards comically piled on top of it, and dragged it away towards the castle.

I felt relief in a way so unknown, I almost barfed and rejected the new feeling. Was I feeling pity? I shook it off, and headed on my way.

The streets were crowded, merchants selling their goods, and mascots advertising their hoofball team, or restaurant. I continued through the streets, to the castle. The gritty and rough ground turned to dirt. I realized I had somehow got into the royal gardens without startling anything. I walked through, and a hallucination of some sort showed a statue of me, with my knife raised high over a pony. A plaque rested on the front, made of expensive aluminum. It simply read, "Peyton - Representation of Death and Destruction."

I shook my head, and began toward the gate of the castle, taking a look and realizing there was a way in from an open tower on the ground floor. It read, 'Twilight's Mage Tower'. I grinned deviously. Time to die, Alicorn of Friendship, and all things gay like that.

I snuck up the steps, and ran into the tower, going up and up and up. I soon reached the top, and found a hanging Spike, while the window was shattered and Twilight was splattered on the ground. I wrinkled my nose in annoyance. They had already committed suicide.

I suddenly heard a voice, "YOU ARE UNDER ARREST FOR THE MURDER OF THIRTY NINE INNOCENT EQUESTRIANS!"

I felt a chill down my spine, as I put a yew in my mouth. Guards stormed up to me, and Incestuna followed by Bitchlestia came up. Heh. Came up. Luna opened her mouth, and she immediately knew it was her last mistake. The yew launched out of my mouth, immediately going into her throat and killing her.

They were all shocked as I said, "I wasn't planning on going down without an even number of kills." They were sickened, and Celestia's horn light up as my vision went dark.

The end of apparently something shitty. Or atleast that's what you guys think.