Murderer

I run. It's sad, really. I got what I want, but at a terrible price. Spike.

"Twilight! Twilight, wait!

I run faster. But when I look around, it's Vice-Principal Luna.

"I know how you feel. It hurts. I know you did it. I understand. But, you have to stop."

I stop.

"It's not fair," I sob. "Spike's gone!"

"You killed three hundred and eighty five people, Twilight," she states.

"I know. Does anyone else know what you know?"

"Nope. I understand you got bullied. But do you have a plan?'

"Three syllables. Su-i-cide."

"Imma do that too."

"Why?" I ask curiously.

"You know my pony counterpart?"

I nod.

"Well, she is struggling. She is going to kill herself too. She is sad, she feels pain. Sometimes, I feel that pain. Her siter neglects her. Her subjects neglect her. She was sent to the moon for 1000 years, when she was seventeen. Now, she is twenty and is certain life is never going to get better. I am certain too."

"Wow. But they're going to find me soon, so we'd better hurry."

"Let's go to the top of that cliff," she suggests.

"OK," I agree.

It is a hard climb up to the cliff. As we go up Luna tells me stories of Equestria. She tells me stories of dragons, alicorns, draconeqi, timberwolves, all sorts of magical creatures.

"The sword I speak of is no ordinary sword. It can kill anything, with just one touch."

"That's awesome."

"Twilight,"she tries again. "You killed three hundred and eighty five people. Innocent people."

"I know!" I shout. "I know I did! But you don't have to rub it in!"

"Should we jump?"

"Ok" I agree "One more thing. You know your Celestia, this world's one? Well, do you hate her?"

"No but I certainly hate my parents. They never cared for me. Only Celestia."

I feel a burning sensation in my gut. I'm actually going to do this. But I must.

We jump.