The Rasp

I've been walking for the last few hours.

Don't know where I'm going.

Don't care.

Doesn't matter.

Home.

I went to the place where everything used to make sense, I guess. I walked until I realized I was in Canterlot. The place is deserted. Occasionally, I'll find a pony or so standing on the street, mouth open, eyes rolled back, and making that horrible rasping sound.

I don't know what I was hoping for.

I thought mom and dad would be okay. I guess I was being nieve. I didn't know what I was expecting. What I wanted was Mom to wrap her arms around me and tell me she knew what to do, and everything would be okay, and we'd help Twilight and ...and...

I didn't have anywhere else to go. Home seems like the most intelligent response, right? So I went home. I went home and found Mom and Dad.

She was in the kitchen. Sitting on her haunches, ears folded back mouth open, eyes rolled back. Hissing. I knew better than to ask her if she was alright. She was acting like Twilight had, only she wasn't restrained. I love you. I love you so much mom. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I snuck up on her. I grabbed the closest thing I could. One of the dinner stools. I hefted in my claws.

I love you mom. I won't let you suffer. I won't. I love you and I won't let you suffer.

I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you

I broke the chair over the back of her neck. She went down.

then

I hit her again. And again. Twilight Velvet stopped moving. She stopped hissing, and stopped twitching. She just lay silent, in a growing pool of her own blood.

Next was Dad. He was in the study. He was sitting with his back turned towards me, staring at his large bookshelf.

I rescued him too.

I'm a hero right? I saved my parents from a horrible fate. I'M A HERO RIGHT?! I rescued them both.

So why can't I stop crying?