The Blood White Rose

Bishamon

School for the most part is going well. There have been two new additions to my social circle. A green unicorn with a yellow mane named Mr. Rich for short. And a Blue Pegasus with another yellow mane. He was named Chill Time. In my time I realized why the school and the foals were so off. I was attending a school for mentally impaired foals. Who knows I may of mentioned it before. Amber has a somewhat uncanny obsessions with our beloved Princess Celestia, I'm not sure if this would crescendo into a rocket into insanity or not. Side note she doesn't care about what I think. It's all her,and her world.. Octo has a hard time telling from fiction to reality. I often find her reading a neighponese manga. Chill Time is too symmetrical always making sure things are in the right spot checking his binder at least ten times to see if he had his homework. And Rich. He was much like me. Only he was far too analytical than he should be. Give him any story and he'll find something crazy and outlandish about it. But he is too good at making those connections.

It's currently been about a month since I have started this new school. I must say the things I'm leaning are quite arbitrary. As I am on the verge of learning college level materials while they hardly begin with the basics. This was still kindergarten after all. Well except for Rich. He seemed to be the only one that could match me in terms of intellect. But I not grow arrogant unlike him. As of now I was sitting in class reading a classic as I always do in my spare time. But of course one friend has to interrupt. "So Crimmy do you think Celestia has a plan for us?" Amber asked. She's given everyone a nickname as of late and asking the question all around school.

"What do you mean by Us? As in you and me, or as in the world?" I asked in response. She answered almost an instant almost cutting me off. Her words were at the speed of bullets with how fast she replied.

"How about both Crimson." She answered

"Well I don't care if Celestia has a plan or not. If you think she is your savior then go ahead. I follow the way of the gods. All eighteen million plus their antithesis. So I have no real say as I have never really considered Celestia to be that kind of pony. To me she raises the sun, goes to meetings, eat cake, calls it a day, and lowers the sun. But as in you and me I could see it, but I choose not to. Besides you and your Princess nonsense is too much for me. And take note that this conversation is way too Adult for someone like you to have. Wait a few more years before you go off taking interest in the wonders of the world." I finished returning to the safe haven of my reading.

"I have no clue what he said, but he has a point." Octo remarked toward her sister.

"There is only one god and that's Celestia. Her light is perfect as no shadows can form from her elegance and perfection!"Her voice was getting more stern. It's time to get out of that ancient nature stuff, and look toward her life." She seemed to be more demanding.

"Amber that's rude. not everyone wants to believe in Celestia. Which is why I am a child of the night."Her sister added agreeing to disagree with her sister.

"You know Amber you're only a celestial infa-" I was cut off

"Toddler!" She corrected me

"Okay Toddler. But I believe in a religion in which the self can be loved and happy. Besides; one of Celestia's scholars said that a weak pony will read their fate while a strong one creates one for their own. I don't want to hear what you have to say next. You read your scriptures and follow the rules it lays out. You' have had your fate read to you. Now please stop. I will refuse to be with you like I refuse to change the way I think just for you. But remember this. No matter what happens. There is no erasing shadows if there is light. To get rid of evil you must get rid of the good. One of these days your own good will be your undoing. Do not be that pony." I continued again to the safety of my book where no one else could bother me. If only there was a way of silencing her I would take it the moment I got it. But she had called my name and i looked at her. She told me to close my eyes and as I did my face was met with a very audible slap.

"Ugh you're so ridiculous Crimson. Why can't you see things my way?" She screamed at me with her oddly quiet voice.

"I said I don't want to talk about this. What's wrong with believing in eighteen million gods. If you wanna believe in one god go ahead. I said I'm done Amber!" I had looked away from her not wanting to make things worse I had just left the classroom. The school let foals do this. They weren't going to hold you like rats in a cage.

For the rest of the day she remained silent. In someway I must of offended her. But she disrespected my way of thinking when I respected hers and all I got was a slap to the face. But I still loved her as a friend. Toxic love is still love for some. But I digress. When school had gotten out I made my way to my mom. However the only problem was that no matter which route I took I had to walk past my old school. The one with the gangs and all that. I had no fear of course. I know basic CQC and knife combat and how to disarm someone with a gun. But as I made my way across I was stopped by those same foals. the ones that stopped me when I was going to give Cotton her rose.

"Oh my look who it is. It's the same bitch we beat at the park. We're going to enjoy beating the living hell out of you again." There was only four of them. Now that I know combat I can tell they're just plain dumb using brute strength. This would make things easier. But at heart violence is just not who I am. The gods would condemn me if I did such a thing.

"I wish to not fight you, the Kami would not want it to be this way."I walked past them pushing them to the side not wanting to cause any more issues.

"Oh lookie here we have a pussy. I guess it's true about what they say about Neighponese ponies. All they do is spout peaceful crap and fish and study to be doctors." He put his hoof on my shoulder"You're not getting away this time buddy" I had no other choice. I put my hat and my saddle bag down and got into my stance. As much as I hate it there was something deep down inside me that intoxicated me. Non the less the first pony went for a punch. I grabbed his extending arm and jabbed him in the rib cage and knocked him down to the ground.

"Not bad kid. You took one down." Said another pony going toward me. This one tried going for a punch but I grabbed his arm and pushed his elbow inwards dislocating his arm. For some reason this blood lust continued as it felt even better now. The next pony in line came in from behind me and put me in a choke hold. I however elbowed him in the face and put him in a chokehold while punching him in the back of his skull. When I was finished with him I threw him down onto the pony with the dislocated elbow. There was on left. This one run up to me to buck me in the face. I countered sliding down to the ground to buck him in the gut. When he fell to the ground I got on top of him and started to punch him repeatedly in the face.

This was the same pony that started the last fight. He tried to call a cease fire but his words fell on deaf ears. When I was finished with his face I went down to start stomping on his chest. Giving him an extreme version of CPR with my hoof. I could hear a few audible cracks and breaks. After his ribcage was done for I broke both his front and back legs. One of his buddies got up to fight me but he only met my hoof punching his throat. He seemed to be choking for some reason.

Another one came to me and I knocked him down onto his back only for me to take his hind leg and to dislocate it proceeded by playfully moving it around just to hear him scream in a white agony with his face completely with sweat and turning into a fearful pale white. "Please stop it for the love of Celestia."

"I don't believe in her love remember. I'm just a typical neighsian. One who believes in the binding forces of nature. And that force is telling me to take you four down." I continued to play with his leg a little more and moved on to dislocated his other leg. When I got bored of that I finished him by stomping on his groin with a very loud squish followed by another scream. By the time I was done with him he as out.

The pony with the dislocated elbow stood up, and ran toward me. Only for me to buck him in the face and throw him into the pony with the broken body. They were finished."I guess they never taught you what happens when you mess with a Buckssian earth pony. They do more than just drink vodka and shout bombs. Let that be a lesson to you. Your buddy is dead if you don't get him help in fifteen minutes." I finished my fight, gathered my stuff and left. Unfortunately my mom had seen the whole ordeal. But she seemed rather proud me standing up to a bully. No son of hers would step down from a fight. In some sick twist of irony. The only way to stop a bully is to bully them back. As we left we went to got hot apple cider, and go to the alter for a prayer.

I of course had felt guilty. I may of just killed someone in cold blood and anger and my mom wasn't the least bit worried. Well to be fair it was self defense but the law would dictate that If I kill some pony in self defense It it counted as third degree murder. Plus what would the gods think of me doing such a thing. Perhaps this was the way things were meant to be anyways. There's no point in making crazy stories. What happened is what happened. This event would lead to the start of something very important that would drive every other thing I do in life from here on...