Rebuild

Flow Chart sat his desk, watching the clock tick slowly to 3:20 PM, the time he was allowed to leave to go and pick his daughter up from school. He was brought out of his trance as his coworker tapped his shoulder. Turning around, Flow smiled as he saw who approached him.

"Toaster, you're finally back, how's your wife?" Flow asked as he started packing up. Toaster sighed and chuckled.

"She's fine, but I feel like a train wreck," Flow smiled and nodded, shuffling papers into a neat stack, and locking his briefcase as he turned around. "How's your daughter doing in school? Is she enjoying?"

"Oh man, I was expecting her to be crying to me not wanting to go, but yesterday when I went to pick her up, she was crying cause she didn't want to leave, but I'll see you tomorrow, Toaster," the two friends hugged, and parted ways, as Flow walked down the concrete staircase, making his way down the 14 flights of stairs, passing by several ponies walking up, before walking out onto the polished marble flooring of the large lobby of the skyscraper. Several wet coughs filled the lobby, as Flow opened the outside door. Passing by a small newspaper stand, Flow paused to read the headline of one of the papers. 'Family attacked by deranged pony'. Flow exchanged the bits for the paper, and read the finer text of it.

A family was attacked by what they claimed to be a deranged pony, the father, greatly esteemed Seargent Steel Boot, Seargent of the Canterlot police precinct, was bitten by what he claimed to be a drugged-out pony, he managed to keep his own family safe, but the deranged unicorn escaped the scene before he could be detained.

Flow's attention was ripped from him, as a pony bumped into, sending the pegasus to the ground.

"Hey, watch where you're fucking going, dick!" The pegasus through insults at the pegasus, before angrily continuing on his way. Flow stood still, extremely confused by the whole interaction, before continuing on his way to Canterlot Elementary School. He waited outside, as he heard the school bell ring, his daughter and one of her friends came running out.

"Hey, darling, how was school today?" Flow asked his daughter as she hugged him. She pulled away and waved to her friend who ran to her parents.

"My friend wasn't here today," she told Flow as the two started walking home. Flow didn't press the subject, afraid of making his daughter cry, but he knew her friend was the police Seargent's kid, after talking with him after school yesterday.

"I'm sure she'll be there tomorrow, Sky," he told his daughter, watching the sky slowly get cloudly with overcast. "Do you have a favorite class yet, sweetie?"

"I love art, my teacher says that I'm really good and that it might be my special talent!" she exclaimed happily, skipping from the overload of joy, before reaching around to her backpack. "I made a picture of you, daddy, would you like to see?"

"I'd love to see, but maybe when we get home, it's starting to get windy and I don't want your picture to go flying away," Flow smiled, rubbing his daughter's mane. Sky smiled and kept talking about how she enjoyed her teacher, and her classmates, filling the walk home with ramblings about her day.

Cold Stare growled softly as he walked down the street, making his way to another party. A few minutes ago some rude unicorn slammed into him, having torn his thoughts from him. He hopped up the front steps of the large apartment, already hearing the loud blaring music inside, he walked in through the front door. His sense where attacked with the smell of weed and beer, his eye burned from the smoke, his ears rang from the heavy metal music blaring from the large speakers in the apartment's living room. He quickly joined the party, finding a group of stallions snorting Aplaxio, and joined in, filling his nostril with the red dust.

"Cold, you made it," Cold stood up, snorting a few times as he smiled at the melty image of his friend. Mango Breeze was one of Cold's old friends from when the went to school, the two of them only talking at parties or when Cold was buying more Aplaxio from him. "Was beginning to think you weren't gonna show!"

"Y-Yeah, sorry, was at home reading about these crazy-ass attacks, but nothing's gonna keep me from a dope ass party," Cold joined his friend for a few beers, flirted with some decent looking mares, and partied like the animals they were.

Copper groaned in pain as she squirmed in her bed, the pain in her legs more than her mind could handle. The pain was slow and monotonous, it was ever-present no matter how many painkillers she swallowed with a bottle of scotch. The upside of being a pegasus is that you have an extra set of hooves, and currently she was using them to read a book from one of her favorite authors. She flipped through the pages, as she heard her father cough, the sound filled with mucus and phlegm. Whatever her father caught had diverted her mother's attention to her father, although Copper wasn't mad, it means she could be in silence while she got better.

"Copper, are you awake?" Her mother asked, knocking on her door. Without an answer, she walked in and approached Copper. "Copper, I'm taking your father to the hospital, he was attacked by one of those druggies and has a bite in his side, and I think it's infected so I'm going to be leaving you here alone, okay?"

"Mom, I'm not 7, okay," Copper responded, not looking up from her book. "Wait, dad was bitten? What do you mean?"

"He has a large bite wound in his side, I'm not sure how to make it any clearer," she kissed Copper's head, before leaving. Copper wanted to fall asleep, but now her mind was running faster than her thoughts could keep up. She returned to her book, in hopes it would calm her mind, but it didn't and as the sunset and rain started to pour, Copper's mind began playing tricks on her, a grim-looking pony staring in at her from her window, illuminated by the lightning strikes. She closed her eyes and shook her head, and when she opened them again, the pony was gone, and on the window, a single bloody smear streaked across it.

"D-Damnit," Copper returned to her book, deadset on forgetting the hallucination that befell her mind.

Bone Marrow was loaded into the solid steel, maximum security prisoner carriage, the last light of day illuminating the faces of the two guards that protected the two sisters as the closed the monster into his mobile cage. In two days he would be executed in Canterlot, for murder, rape, and cannibalism. Bone was excited, he would finally stop suffering, something he wanted since he started killing ponies. The carriage slowly started moving, and he was off, from the massive city of Manehattan to the capital of ponykind, Canterlot, where he would be hanged, beheaded and cremated for his crimes against ponykind.

"Finally, you'll finally be free from our torture, Bone, doesn't it please you that you're going to die, and be free, in the endless darkness that is death?" the voice inside his head whispered. Bone wanted to scream, to cry, to beg for forgiveness and explain why, but he couldn't, for they would make him hurt whoever he told his story too, and that's even if they believed him.

"Leave me alone, you've already done enough damage," Bone whispered back, his manifestation within his head approaching the dark figure that plagued his mind. He slammed his head against the side of the carriage, as the two figures in his head fought. After several hard slams against the wall, the carriage stopped, and the guards came around back.

"The hell you doing!" One of the guards asked as he stared at the broken pony before him. Bone stared at the guard with an emotionless face, that hid sadness and pain, anger and regret. As the guards left him alone, Bone was alone with his demon, and the face of every victim he brutally killed. They mocked him, and laughed at him, while every single voice thought he wanted death, to be free from his punishment, they were wrong. He was scared, more scared than anything his voices could do to him, but his fate was sealed, he was going to die for the things he was held hostage to do.