Flow Chart tightened his tie, sighing as he stared at his light blue eyes, hearing his wife and daughter laughing in the kitchen below, he smiled and walked out, his light blue magical hue grabbing his briefcase and making his way downstairs, joining his wife and daughter in the kitchen. His daughter, Vivid Sky, had a small pink backpack, one of the backpacks that had an image of the Mane Six on it, as a brilliant marketing stunt. For what, Flow didn't know, but his daughter wanted it so he got it for her, for her first day of school.

"Good morning, you too," Flow announced himself as he made a small breakfast, toast and orange juice. Vivid Sky hugged him, as his wife kissed him and gave him his lunch. He picked his daughter up and put her upon his back as the two of them left their house and made their way to the Canterlot elementary school. "So, are you ready for your first day of school, Sky?"

"A little, but I'm kinda scared," Sky told her father, laying her head upon his. "What if the other kids don't like me?"

"Oh, they'll like you, you have a very good personality, just like your mother, and everyone likes your mother," the two kept talking until they reached the elementary school, goodbyes, a very long hug, and promises were given as Flow left his daughter, smiling as he watched his daughter quickly get approached by two other fillies, and they all quickly began playing. After a bit, Flow started walking towards the inner city of Canterlot, towards one of the newer skyscrapers that he worked at. Delos Weaponry, a multimillion bit company that produced weapons for the Equestrian military. Anything from swords and shields to newer weaponry, mainly produced to be used by unicorns. Flow doesn't work in the production of these weapons, he works in the sales of these weapons, along with his many coworkers.

Copper Chain sat at her house, her front legs burning in pain as she laid in pain, her mother smiling as she helped her drink soup.

"Mom, I'm not fucking sick, what's with the soup? I broke my legs, not caught the flu," her mother chuckled and smiled, and went to put the soup away. "I-I didn't say I didn't want it, I just asked why soup?"

"Because soup is always good, it just makes you smile," her mother smiled and return to helping her eat and drink the soup. The Earth pony was bedridden after she broke her front legs in a work accident when she got her front legs caught in between an automatic door, which had detected that power had fluctuated, forcing the doors closed. Copper didn't understand why the doors were made to do that, but she knows that they did, and now she was on paid leave and had her parents looking after her until her legs healed. She hated it. She hated having to have other ponies look after her, that she couldn't care for herself. "Hey, I know you're getting mad again, Copper, just be happy that your legs stopped the door from closing completely, be happy that you're still here."

"Don't turn this into a lesson about how the great ones were looking out for me, I don't wanna hear it, mom," Copper's mother was one of the supporters of the new religion that had arisen recently, gaining popularity fast as it gave ponies something to look up to instead of Celestia or Luna. Celestia and Luna themselves said that it was amazing that ponies loved something besides the two rulers, giving them extra breathing space. Copper finished off her soup and was left to rest.

Cold Stare had awoken in pain, his head ringing as he crawled around his parent's basement. He made his way to the basement bathroom as he vomited profusely into a toilet, before shakily looking into a mirror. His eyes were bloodshot, his nose was running, his mouth and throat dry, and he was sweating profusely. He began looking around his bathroom, finding the small baggie of the red dust, and quickly cutting out a thin line of it and snorting it, the thin red dust burning within his nostril as he groaned in pain, as he snorted a few times, the drug quickly reacting with his body and mind. When he opened he opened his eyes, his world slowed and melted around him, as his high came back, causing the pain to stop as he smiled returned to his room, seeing the cute mare laying in his bed, still asleep.

"Wake up," he shook the mare until she awoke. She groaned, rubbing her head before she collected her stuff, and left, leaving Cold alone as he collapsed back in his bed, the memories of his night before flashing back. Getting high at home, leaving for a party, getting drunk, meeting a cute mare, taking her home, and getting laid. Cold chuckled to himself, as he thought back on how lucky he was, his view skewed in his high mentality. He curled back up in his bed, and fell asleep, attempting to sleep off his hangover.

Bone Marrow sat still in his concrete cell, having been awake since four that morning. He heard a soft knocking outside his cell before the six-inch thick solid steel door swung open.

"Face the wall!" A guard shouted at him, as several more followed him in. A leather gag was placed in his mouth, shackles around his wings, legs, neck. He was lead slowly out of his cell and down the hall, before being placed in a room with a glass wall in between him and the cute little therapist that he had been seeing recently, he was chained to the chair as the gag was removed from his mouth, his sharpened teeth spearing the gag.

"Good morning, Bone," the therapist spoke, her tone soft and delicate.

"Good morning, Miss Calm," Bone spoke, his tone as delicate as hers.

"Bone, today we're going to delve into your motives, would you be willing to explain them?"

"Of course, Miss Calm, I'd be more than happy to tell you," a sick smile spread across his maw.

"Okay, let's start with... the colt, Solar Flare, why did you rape, kill, and partially devour him?"

"Solar Flare, I chose him because he was an easy catch."

"How about his mother, Hollow Field, and father, Catch Clip?"

"It was a family gathering!" Bone breaks into sickening laughter before Calm ends the session, causing him to be sent back to his cell.

"I don't think there is anything we can do to help him," Calm tells her supervisor. "You can send him to his death, there is no saving him."

Bone sat in his cell, his personality of crazing cannibal falling away, as the voices in his head start screaming at him, sending him into an internal panic, as the faces of every one of his victims mocked him.

As the needle entered his arm, the unicorn growled in pain, the heat radiating out. The virus he purposely engineered to be the end of the pony civilization. His hatred burning within him, as he removed the needle, his virus quickly multiplying in his blood, as he smiled, seeing the burning cities of Equestria soon.

Author's Note

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