A Mad Man in A Filly's Body

"Look at me... I told you I'd be out of your hair soon enough."

"Why?! Why did you come here?!"

"Why did I come here? To finish the job."

"Finish, what?! You practically already won because those idiots thought I was the Postal Filly due to Twilight telling them that the Postal Filly would appear first out of the mirror, so why did you come here?! What possible business could you have involving this world?!"

"Simple. I'm back to finish what I started, and that's break your mind."

I then proceeded to laugh like a maniac.

"Break my mind? Break, my, mind? You have to be joking because you already know how this is going to go down you DC freak. You can't break me THAT easily. I won't let you."

"But I don't have to do anything to break your mind. I already have."

"SPEAK FUCKING ENGLISH!!!"

She then pulled out a clipboard and tossed it my way.

"What the- .... n... no......"

My eyes widened when I finally got a good look at it. It was a list of names, but no ordinary list. It was a list of her victims. Mayor Mare, Granny Smith, Shining Armor, Flash Sentry, Twilight, Starlight Glimmer, Trixie, Big Mac, Applejack ........

"N... no..... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed in absolute horror as I dropped to my knees and dropped the list before grabbing my head

The next names on the list made me break down. Apple Bloom, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo, Silver Spoon, Diamond Tiara, Snips, Snails, Twist, all of the names numbers 10, starting at Apple Bloom, all the way to number 48 were ponies from the school, and Cheerilee's name was the last one. The next two names were Rarity and Rainbow Dash.

No.... not them too......

Holiday and Lofty, Scootaloo's aunts... Gallus, Yona, Sandbar.....

"Who knew Dragons were impervious to bullets am I right? And that damn hippogriff was too fast for me." Postal Filly joked

Hondo Flakes and Cookie Crumbles... now everyone in Rarity's family is dead.... Pinkie Pie... Flutters... Muffins... 61 to 70 were Royal Guard Ponies.... but it didn't help cushion the blow I suffered from looking at those names. The Postal Filly then picked up the list and added more names to it. Those being Human Shining Armor, 72 to 82 being Police officers, and 83, Sunset Shimmer. How do I know this? After writing the names down she grabbed me by my jaw and forced me to look at the names.

"Beautiful ain't it." The Postal Filly said as she let go and punched me to the ground, "A real work of art it is."

"Why?! Why are you doing this!? Just what reason do you have for killing everyone!? They've done nothing to you!"

"Don't you mean us?"

"Don't you even DARE compare yourself to me!"

"Hehehe. Why compare? We WERE one being at one point. But I'm not doing this because I don't have a soul, but because I wanna make everyone suffer. No matter how much you try to deny it, we're one in the same. The pain you felt while I was part of you, I felt. The sadness you felt when I was in your mind, I felt. Anger and hatred you felt? They fed me, made me into what I was as you kept pushing your hate and anger into the dark corner of your mind to keep up a good image. You were constantly used by people for your smarts, your reclusiveness made you an easy target to be emotionally abused by people because no matter how many times you were abused you just kept on helping people despite the fact you knew you would just get backstabbed again, and again, and again, and again. Either you're really stupid, or you just like to have people toy with your emotions."

"You're pathetic. Your reclusiveness isolated you to the point where you only ever made one friend despite being a fan of the very show this world was a part of! MLP kept telling you how to make friends, but you just never took those lessons to heart. You just kept on being a social recluse and paid the price for it over and over again. You don't have a single bit of a spine in you, your weak and helpless, you constantly rely on the luck of an imaginary set of dice to decide your outcomes, that's not how things REALLY work little girl. And another thing, your so-called backstory? What backstory do you have to tell? Your basically a nobody who lies on the luck of a dice roll to decide her fate like as if life's some big game of D&D and only died like you did because some popular girl decided you were her rival for no fucking reason and went postal on you because of something as petty as a stupid title like Valedictorian."

"Heh. The only reason anyone really wanted to be your friend in the first place was that ever since Season 4, Friendship just stopped meaning anything! It became like the force where you either have it and everything's great, or you don't and you're worse off because of it! There's no magic in friendship anymore! They just did it because they didn't want the recluse to BE a recluse! Tell me! If you had to choose between being handed friendships on a silver platter because they were being selfish and petty because they don't want to deal with another potential threat and making said friendships a luck of the dice on if those said friendships were toxic or not, or having to work your way from the ground up to see just who your real friends are and see said friendships grow and evolve, which would you pick!?"

"T... the second one..."

"Exactly. They never cared for you. They just didn't want to see you turn into another threat. But I'll make sure, these people NEVER try to use you. Once I'm finished, I'll just kill myself and let you live on with your life here-"

"No..."

"What?"

"I, said, NO!!!" I shouted as I got back up

"What the?!"

"SO WHAT IF I WAS USED, SO WHAT IF I WAS HANDED SHIT TO ME ON A SILVER PLATTER, SO, FUCKING, WHAT, IF THEY WERE POSSIBLY ONLY BEING MY FRIEND SO THAT I WOULDN'T BECOME THEIR NEXT VILLAIN OF THE FUCKING WEEK?! I DON'T FUCKING CARE! I WAS GIVEN A SECOND CHANCE AT LIFE BY DISCORD, AND IM NOT ABOUT TO LET IT BE THROWN AWAY BY YOU!"

"WHAT?!"

"YOU SAY I WAS KILLED OVER SOMETHING STUPID AND PETTY?! SAYS THE POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK! KILLING PEOPLE JUST FOR USING ME IS SOMETHING STUPID AND PETTY TOO!!! SURE, I MIGHT'VE WANTED TO KILL THOSE WHO USED ME, BUT EVERYONE GETS THOUGHTS OF WANTING SOMEONE DEAD WHEN THEY'RE PUSHED OVER THEIR LIMITS!"

"..."

"YOU KNOW WHAT?! EVEN IF A FEW MORE PEOPLE END UP DYING IN THE CROSSFIRE, IT'S WELL WORTH IT TO KILL YOU AS WELL!!! IM GONNA KILL YOU AND FINALLY BE AT EASE WITH MYSELF!!!!"

"... You seem to have chosen your words poorly." The Postal Filly said as she pulled up her M16

"WE'LL SEE WHOSE GOTTEN THE POOR WORD CHOICES WHEN YOU CAN'T SEE ME!" I said before flipping a switch to turn the lights off

"WHAT THE?!" Th Postal Filly went as she fired at random

During the chaos I searched through Sunset until I found her keys for her apartment and eventually managed to slip out and head to the armory myself where I picked up a Silenced Pistol, Revolver, Grenades, Molotovs, Stun Gun, Knife, MP5, Daewoo K3, Lever Action, USA2 12, and M79, all with the appropriate ammo, before hightailing it out of there and ran into the city where I hid out in Sunset's apartment. I managed to catch my breath before finally realizing how late it was and tried to get a good night's sleep. It was rather difficult. It didn't feel right doing this but... I had nowhere else to go... I knew The Postal Filly was no doubt gonna hunt for me, but when she found me would be another story.