I got up from my makeshift meal of pony flesh and made my way into the cave that held this 'bush' that came from a root and made most of the evil in the world. I stopped in place as I realize that this thing is literally the root of all evil. Deciding to put that thought aside I continue on through the cave til I come across the damnable thing.

"Huh, it looks exactly like it was described." I say looking up at the four storey tall scraggly dead bush looking thing with green glowing veins and pods all over it, the shadows of the cave being far darker than natural. I make my way up to it in order to get a better look and maybe find out why this thing seems to be calling me to it.

That is until a light slithering voice makes its way into my ears. "It's about time you got here." The voice chided me. "I've been waiting for you for the last thirty years."

"Well seeing as I'm only twenty-four I don't think it was me you've been wait-ack" I attempted to say but had my retort cutoff as one of its branches shot down and wrapped around my neck to haul me into the air.

"SILENCE WORM!!" The voice shouted as a vaguely equine being made of magic and shadow appeared before me, glowing green eyes boring into my soul as I struggled not to choke to death. "I have called you here in order to put and end to the wastes of life I have created." The voice now had a leathery quality and come from the magic construct.

"Cruelty has not made a move since its precious pony was destroyed. Deceit has out right failed and lost control of her kind as well as fallen again and again. Despair has made peace with its host and is helping to stop nightmares. Betrayal hasn't been seen in nearly three thousand years when he betrayed his purpose and me, and Greed has been locked in Tartarus since his attempt to make all the magic of the world his. And then there is Solitude who has not only failed to spread what he represents but has made FRIENDS WITH THE ELEMENTS OF HARMONY." The being raged as I slowly lost the ability to stay conscious. "You will go out, hunt them down, and kill them. And I will grant you the ability to use their Elements as you see fit."

"H-how am I- supposed to-" I tried to choke out.

"Rip out their hearts of course." The being sneered at me. "Now leave, I do not want you here." It said as it flung me towards the entrance of the cave.

I hit the ground hard and tumbled a fair distance, after I stilled I brought a hoof up to my sore throat and rubbed it. "Fucking cunt tree root." I muttered to myself and got up to leave the cave.

As I left I made my way back through the ruined town and a smell caught my attention. It was not the smell of death but instead the smell of fear. It was old but made obvious path to follow. I of course began to run following the path to the edge of the town. "Hmm, it seems that there were survivors after all." I say to myself. "Based off the smell a pony and a Minotaur, a young one."

I make my way back into town to gather supplies and as I do I catch movement out of the corner of my eye and quickly turn toward it only to be disappointed by my own reflection in a broken window.

My pony like front half and panther like rear. My forelegs ending in hooves and back legs in clawed paws. My mane something between a ponies and a big cats, and a tail that looks like someone added a ponies tail hair on to a cats tail. My bone structure a combination of a jungle cats and a ponies, a skull more like that of a pony but with cat like grace and fangs. Hazel cat like eyes and a unicorn horn with the same color of magic surrounding it, I touched up on my mane and then smashed the piece of glass.

I turn away and go back to what I was doing before, only with more... emotion. Yeah, lets put it that way. A child of rape given up to an orphanage with my sister, the bitch was lucky enough to look like a Hippogriff and adopted into a Pony/Hippogriff family. I on the other hoof had to stay at the orphanage until I was considered to old to adopt. When it comes to pony/griffin hybrids every one wants the 'hippogriff' type, but if you're like me? You're a monster, teased and bullied until you tell an adult or act out, and then you're the one always in the wrong. And it starts all over again.

At least until you kill and eat one of your bullies in front of the entire orphanage and run away.

Heh, that might not be a bad sob story to tell someone to get free shit... As long as I cut out the part about killing that is.

I shake my head to clear my thoughts and realizes that I have subconsciously gathered everything I would need except food, I'm going to hunt that myself after all. "Look's like veal is on the menu tonight."

Author's Note

Going back over this and trying to make it better.