All of my body hurts, All of the thousand injuries are pounding down on me like a boulder from the heavens. Agonizing pain shooting through me every second of this miserable moment. Have you ever asked yourself, “Why me?” Where is the goodness and kindness Equestria is known for? Everything I have know is a lie, what is love or friendship anymore? Are they even a real thing? What happened to what I had thought of my whole life? All of my friends and loved ones...What is life anymore but A sorry lie that swallows someone in its trap of deceit only when it is too late for them to get out is all it can be.
Who am I you may ask? I am but only a poor misunderstood fellow in the place at the wrong time. For I wish so badly to go back twenty four hours. Perhaps this wouldn't have happened to me.
She was a beautiful mare, as perfect as anypony could think of. There were no words in the Equestrian language to describe my feelings for her. She was my everything, and I was hers… Or so I thought. She only dated me for money and reputation. I was once a rich stallion with lots of grace and amazing features. But then, it happened. I didn't have enough money to buy her something she dearly wanted. I promised her that I would get it, I just had to save up. It was over a several million bits, and I knew that she was worth it, even more. But she had no patience. She wanted it, and I knew I had no choice but to tell her...No.
No... No, no, no. Such a small word can do so much to someone. Only two letters, one syllable... So negative and straightforward. She became furious. She had no intention left for me, she used me. She stole my money, my things, my life...and now I am gone. No pony knows who I was anymore. No pony knows my name. No one knows Golden Phoenix, Until now that is.
She used her magic against me to turn me into what I once loved to be called... I was transformed into a Phoenix. It burned like lava, My bones changed, my mane disappeared and my tail shortened catching fire... My body became smaller and my back hooves grew out into talons and my front hooves webbed together as my fur changed to fire. My muzzle grew into a beak, while my wings shot back into my body. I will never be a pony again.
I recall the pain and rush or adrenaline as I was being transformed. There is no other word to describe it other than agonizing torture, That is all it was and ever will be. The one I loved turned against me... Molding me into a new body physically, mentally, and emotionally. Now I live in the forest, my heart racing with great speed as I am terribly scared at night for the fear of predators. Sure, I maybe a immortal fire bird...But I can still be injured.
All I have been living in is a corrupt piece of darkness I call life.. The warmest things I can touch are sharp rocks and eternal night, anything else catches flames.
I want revenge. Revenge... Such a nice word that rolls off the tongue. So full of evil yet it has so much pleasure... Whatever pleasure really is. I never knew what anything good was. I thought i knew... But I was wrong. I never knew... And if this is the opposite of my old life, who is to say this is not good? Is there even such a thing as good or bad? Perhaps good itself is not even real, but just a way to describe anything positive that happens to pony.
But what if we were all wrong? What if revenge in itself is good? What would become of what we know? Well, i do not care. I will get my revenge and fulfill everything that i have ever wanted!
So I will come to her house at night, fly in through her window and up her old creaky stairs. I will wait in her room for her to trot in for the night. Oh, but what is this? I see another stallion with her. Another Pegasus like me, who is indeed fancy and looks like he has rich taste. Of course i would be angry, but now, i am rather excited. For i know that she will not see the light of day again.
As I wait for him to leave and for her to lay in bed, I grin evilly. After he leaves I use my magical body to body to create fire that engulfs the room. She shoots up out of bed, panicked. I only snickered as she called for help.
I flew in front of her face and said, "No one can hear you, darling..." And smiled wider, a small evil laugh erupting from me. She was terrified, but couldn't see me, I looked no different than the fire, But she could defiantly hear me.
"What the- Who’s there!? Show yourself,” She shouted.
"No one hears you!" I say, flying around her to catch every single aspect of her fear.
"Help!!" She screamed more looking for any exit. Her room had no window, just a door engulfed in flames. How unfortunate for her.
"No! This is Hell! You will perish in fire!" I shout, Laughing demonically.
"No!! Help!! Please!!" She shouts uselessly.
"Never!" I grinned widely as I see the mare I once loved begin to scream hysterically, She was surrounded by fire, and was very dumb... She was a unicorn. A very good one that could do transformation spells. She was to stupid to cast a shield on herself or a flame damping spell.
"You've taken everything from me! Now I will get what I deserve. As I light up your room with my burning sensation you'll drown in the fires and perish to Hell!" I shouted louder than her screams.
The last of what I heard from her was pleading. She screamed, begged, yelled, and then.... Became quiet.
There was complete silence. It was over...She was dead. The flames continued to roar as I flew out of her room through a hole in the ceiling, which had been burned through.
Grinning, I flew back into the forest. "Finally..." I landed in my tree. "Finally I have got my sweet, dear, tasty revenge…"
And no one knew who killed her, No one knew I killed her. Not like anyone would care anyway. No one likes a gold digging mare.
And I lived peacefully forever in the forest beside her burnt home as a reminder...as a warning to all my enemies. Mess with me and you will regret it because my enemies wear smiles on their faces but I grin back just as wide.
Author's Note
Thank you for reading. My awesome editor is Mew Mew.
