The Demons

I was making my way back home at 6pm. It was quiet. Which was strange since Manehatten is a really busy town...

Something didn't seem right...

My main focus is getting home. Besides, the quiet does seem pretty nice. I needed it.

I live in an apartment. You possibly know that already, but I live in an apartment block. Which means that I have noisey neighbours, including foals screaming and crying and ponies arguing with each other. It's blissful. Just kidding, it's a fucking nightmare!

It was the best place that I could afford.

Sadly.

Anyway, I made it back home. Despite how quiet it was, nothing odd happened along the way. I unlocked my apartment door and went inside and closed it behind me and secured it. I put the keys on the small, wooden table next to the door, I took off my trench coat and left it on a hook on the door and went into my bedroom to get changed into something more comfortable than a sweater and a white blouse with light blue lines.

I got changed into a black, warm hoodie. Why not? It's comfortable after all.

Well, in case you didn't know about it at all, I smoke...in my apartment. I do feel more relaxed afterwards, anyway. I drink alcohol too. A lot of it.

Why? Well, I'm depressed most of the time and I go around killing innocent ponies in their sleep, horrifically. I'm known as 'The Demon of Death' to any demon pony out there that knows me. Most of them actually like me for what I do every night, they're that eerie.

Just as I was smoking, I heard a very familiar voice echoing,"You know that's bad for your health..."

I looked around and saw 'Nightmare' sitting beside me, smiling. "Hey old friend! I get it that you have a 'depressing life' and everything, but that doesn't mean you should be smoking!"

"Just because you have a 'lonely life' and everything, doesn't mean you should be stalking me!" I told him in a serious tone of voice.

"Why did you....y'know what? Nevermind. I came here to check up on you. I stalk you for a reason. You're like a son to me, Grim! I knew you ever since you were a foal!" He said, smiling.

"Tell me something I don't know", I thought to myself, rolling my eyes.

"You do know that stalking ponies is wrong, right? I get it that your parents died hundreds of years ago, especially your fiancé, but it doesn't mean that you have to stalk somepony to get their attention!" I explained to him.

'Nightmare' sighed. "I know what you mean, Grim... I'm a scary, black and purple maned freak who should probably die alone. The thing is, I don't want that. I want to have company! I looked after you whenever your parents left you home alone because they couldn't afford a foalsitter and they had to risk it!" He explained, almost tearing up.

I put out my cigarette and looked deeply into his eyes and saw a lonely, sad little colt.

I sighed.

"You do mean well and I'm glad that you exist. I'm all grown up right now, Nightmare, I don't need your constant supervision!" I told him, almost crying.

"Yeah, I know. You need to go out there again tonight and do your nightly killings...there's a certain demon that will go after you if you're not doing what you're supposed to be doing..." he told me. "Still gonna keep an eye on you though!" He nudged me, giggling. Then he just simply disappeared.

I sighed heavily. I haven't been getting much sleep for a reason. I have to do 'nightly killings'. I gotta admit though, this may sound wrong, but I do actually enjoy killing ponies as they're sleeping!

I'm an absolute sick psycho. I know.

That night, I changed into my demon form. Then, as greenish-black smoke, I travelled out of my apartment, looking for my first kill for tonight.

I thought about killing Shadow Cane. I firstly have to find out where that bastard of a lawyer lives!

Good luck hit me like a rock. I saw Shadow Cane making his way home at 9 o' clock at night. So I followed him. I know this is what 'Nightmare' does, but my version of stalking somepony that you really want dead, is creepier.

When he arrived home, I followed him in and blended into the darkness of his home, so he couldn't see me. When he was all ready for bed to go to sleep two hours later, I went into his dreams two minutes after he closed his eyes...

He has really self-centred dreams.

Ugh.

Paparazzi snaping photos of him after successfully putting a 'criminal' behind bars. I interrupted his dream and transformed it into darkness. "What the hell is goin' on here?" he called out, looking so confused. I transformed into a giant, black, green-eyed cobra and quickly slithered towards him. He looked scared, now that he saw me...

"Who the fuck are you?" he shouted curiously and nervously. Shadow Cane was shaking with fear. "Who the fuck am I? I am your worst nightmare!" I told him in the creepiest voice I could possibly make and charged at him quickly.

He died of a giant cobra's venom in his sleep. Totally not a good way to die. I got out of his mind, mouth splattered with blood and whispered,"Sweet dreams..." then laughed crazily and disappeared.

That felt good. Killing somepony that I hated for so long. Finally had the best opportunity to kill that insulting jerk!

I went around town, killing whoever else that I wanted...until dawn.