"And who the fuck is discord?" You asked, retracting your sword. Her nose dripped one small drop of blood, before it already plugged itself up. Twilight looked to where Discord had been standing, to which she gave a loud sigh. That in itself probably wasn't a good sign.

"Discord is... well, he's mischevious. He's the god of chaos, and-"

"Wait wait wait- god of chaos? Huh? That thing is a god..?"

"Uhm... yeah?"

"Alright." You shrugged.

"I thought you might've been a little more... concerned, about that."

You shook your head. "I've fought Amygdala's before. They're pretty close to gods."

Twilight looked as if she wanted to ask what the hell an Amygdala was, but moved on with her words. "He was supposed to be reformed. We thought he'd changed, and he hasn't given any of us reason to doubt that, but..."

You shook your head. "He's evil, alright. And, when I meet him again, I'll slice his head clean off."

"W-What? No, he can be good. He's shown us befo-"

You turned around, pointing a finger at the slice on your back. It looked deep, and bloody, a slight black sludge forming on top of your clothes. "Do you see that? That's because of him. Those things I fought, were because of him. That bell he had summons them. They play off one's insanity, or imagination, and brings them into the living. He hurt me, I hurt him. It's that simple."

"Not everything is that black and white, Ano-"

"Except it is!" You yelled. "It is definitely black and white. You either kill, or be killed. You either live, or die. You either fight back, or sit down. That's all there is to it. I thought you'd be a little more freaked out. If things from my world are appearing here, that doesn't spell good news at all for any of you. Why the hell are you trying to defend him?"

Twilight gave an angry face, though it also seemed to be of confliction. "There is always another side to the story. Things might not be good, or even end good, but that doesn't mean we should go and try to... kill him! He might have reasons for doing what he did, and we need to figure out more about it before charging in on a simple idea."

"I have no intent on becoming friends with that disformed freak."

"I'm not asking you to befriend him, I'm just asking you to give it a chance!"

"Fuck no!" You yelled again, stepping towards her. She seemed to shrink as you got closer. "I got where I am because I didn't give second chances. Those who did were killed in their sleep. I'm not going to tell you what to do, and you shouldn't tell me what to do. I could care less what your morals tell you. In fact, I don't care at all. I literally saved you all the trouble of dealing with those beasts while I could've just let it all happen. You would be massacred. I dare you to fight those things with your words." You gave a smirk. "And i'll watch while they tear you limb from limb. If that's what you want, go ahead, be an idiot. Or are you going to trust the one person that knows what the hell they're talking about?"

The silence took the forest hostage.

It took several moments before Twilight was able to stand fully up, defying your intimidation. "Your right, I won't tell you what to do. I'll try my best not to tell you what to do. But the Princess' won't allow you to hurt him. Even if he is summoning those things, he deserves to give us all an explanation. A reason for what he's done."

"Some people don't have reasons for what they do, Twilight. Sometimes all they know is to kill."

"Like you?"

The comment caught you off guard, and surprisingly, evoked anger out of you. You usually wouldn't let such a comment get under your skin, but considering the recent circumstances, you let it do just that. You took a couple steps back, pointing an angry finger at her as you did so. "You don't fucking know me. You don't know what I've had to do."

"You seem like a blood-thirsty psychopath to me. A blood-thirsty psychopath that I gave a chance. But you've shown me that all you know is how to kill! You drink blood for Celestia's sake! Everything you own is to do with something about killing another creature! Your weapons, your gear, the simple little pieces of paper even! All of i-"

"You think you know what it's like to do what I do?! You think you know what it's like seeing your hometown turn into a blood-ridden hellhole? Yeah, I admit I have problems. Deep problems. But that comes standard with the place I'm from. I had to accept it when I became a hunter. I had to accept that killing was the only way to help my people. I had to accept that I had to learn to love the blood in order to keep moving forward. You don't know what it's like to get so far to the end, to get to your goal, just to fucking fail! To get the one thing that's most precious to you, your life, taken from you."

You continued. "You have it good here, Twilight. I see that. Your town is friendly. The colors of your world are nice and bright, and beautiful to the eyes. Your people never had to understand what it's like to live in a hateful world. But my town is filled with things that want to kill me. The colors of my world are brown, black, and crimson, all colors that tie into death. As much as you've told me how your world runs off of forgiveness, and acceptance, you certainly aren't willing to accept me."

Her eye's widened. "I..."

"Don't even talk. Fuck you. I'll be back at the castle. Unless you want me to stay somewhere else? I'll gladly leave you alone." You said, already walking off into the direction of the town. You heard fast footsteps approaching from behind you. You turned around, only to have Twilight run right up to you, her eye's staring up at you.

"I'm sorry- I didn't... I.."

You stared at her. You didn't want to forgive her, in all honesty. What she had said had really gotten to you, right under your skin. It wasn't anything that you'd had felt before, atleast in that sense. It was attacking you right at your core, right at your very soul. It made your blood boil. Yet, you found yourself feeling sorry as well. For some odd reason, you couldn't force yourself to not accept her apology.

"Look... It's- It's fine.. Just, let's go home, alright? You're not suited for the night time. And, you got a class tomorrow, right? You need your sleep." You said, pointing off into the direction of the town. "Let's go back. I'm sure Spike wouldn't be too happy with you out here all night because of me."

She hesitantly nodded her head. "Y-Yeah.. Yeah, good idea."

Twilight sat on her bed whilst you sat on a chair she had in the corner. Your mask was off, and your weapons were laid onto her dresser. Your hat was also off, revealing your dark brown hair. Your arms were folded, while your mind drifted off into unknown territory.

"Anon?" You heard.

"Yeah?"

"I didn't mean it."

You turned your head to her. She was frowning sadly, her eye's a little squinted. "I know you know more things than just... killing. I just wanted to say that."

You shrugged. "You know? It's not far from the truth. I haven't had much of an ordinary life. All I remember is the parts where I kill. I suppose that's why it got to me so much. You get offended by things that you tell yourself, right?" You said with a chuckle. It was fake.

"W-Well, I want to let you have something other than that life of killing. You have an opportunity here. I want to help."

You shrugged once more. "Look, I know you do want to help. I get it, I understand. But a hunter belongs in a place where things are needing to be hunted. Once they find a way to get me back, I'll go back to that life." You could tell that what you had said put Twilight in an even worse mood.

"But..." You continued, "I'll use the time that I have here trying to... live a different way. You'll help, right?" You asked, hoping that what you had said would lift her spirits. It did exactly that, as her ears and head perked up high, a smile donned on her face instead of a frown.

"Of course!"

You smiled back with a nod. "I'm glad. Now, get to sleep."

"What about you?"

"I don't know how to.."

Author's Note

Short chapter.

Arguments ensue.

Big wins.