The things i do for love

This was it….. My final moments… again. I had lost everything. Everything I cared about, taken away from me in a single moment. Three years of therapy and drinking couldn’t take away the pain…. But I knew one thing that could. A bullet was an amazingly simple thing…. So small… and yet.. So deadly. I hadn’t used a gun the first time, because I knew my parents would want an open casket funeral. But this time? I didn’t give a shit about what anyone else wanted. Not anymore. Every full moon, I turned into a ravenous monster, who killed and ate without a care in the world…. And I didn’t care. I had been waiting for the day the guards would finally put an end to me, but they never could. There were occasionally blue moons, and I would still go on a rampage, tearing ponies limb from fucking limb until the guards showed up. I wasn’t gonna let them kill me, though. Fuck no was I gonna do that. Even when I didn’t try, they couldn’t kill me. Oh well, I’d do what they never could… put an end to this beast…. Or at least that’s what I thought I’d do. I had a flintlock pistol(because they have fucking TV’s, but they can’t make god damn semi-auto. Like that makes a shit ton of sense.) and I rammed it under my jaw. Yeah, I rammed it. You know why? Because I didn’t give a fuck. Anyway.. I pulled the trigger… only to be met with a loud click!… which pissed me off. “Fucking miss-fire.” I grumbled to myself.

“It might work better if you put it to your temple. The gun powder tends to pour out unless you’re holding it level.”

“Oh yeah. Thanks……” I said, before I realized someone else was in my house. I quickly turned to see, standing in the middle of my living room…. Discord. Yeah. He’s back from the dead. “Should I be surprised that you’re still alive?” I asked him. In all honesty, I wasn’t. is that a bad thing?

“Well…. Kind of, yes. I mean, you did kill me yourself. But, I can not die. It’s a simple concept really, you see-” I cut him off for the second time in my life. It didn’t feel any better the second time around.

“You can’t have good without evil, order without chaos, vice versa, without the entire world going to shit. I know. I’ve heard this speech a thousand times when playing Kingdom Hearts.(I miss that game.) So, what the hell do you want?” I asked him…. I wasn’t really in the mood to talk, as I had a trigger to pull, walls to paint an off red color, and so on. But, I figured he was here for a reason, be it to kill me, and save me the trouble, or to make me another deal.

“I’m here to make you a deal.” called it.

“What kind of deal? This time, I’m reading the contract, you know.” I said. I had made that mistake once already, and look where it got me.

“Oh, one I think you’ll like very much. You do a bit of espionage, murder, you know, the kind of things you’ve been doing for the past couple years.” something didn’t seem right about this. I doubted he wanted me to kill just anypony.

“Who do you want dead, and what do I get in return?” I asked…. He gave me a smile that told me I was either going to love this deal, or kill him again on the spot.

“I want you to kill……. The remaining elements of harmony.”……

“You’re forgetting something. What do I get in return?” I know, you’re all gonna hate my guts now…. But if the price is right, I’ll do just about anything these days.

“Oh, nothing to important. Just….. Rainbow Dash, brought back from the dead.”

“Deal.”