Look Inside Your Heart Part One.

Chapter 3: If The Horseshoe Fits Wear It.

I woke up in a dark room again, but this one felt different it felt cold. I could see my breath. Where am I, why is it so cold? I tried to sit up but I was strapped to a table. What the hell is happening? "Good you're awake, I was hoping to make this as painful as possible." A somewhat familiar voice cackled.

"Who are you, what do you want?" Terified ,I struggled to get loose.

"I want what you want, to rid the world of inferior beings." The voice grew louder.

"That's not true, I'd never take an inocent's life. Who are you, why are you doing this?" Still struggling to free myself I grew more confused. What does he mean, who is he?

"Oh really, then why did you take these?" The pictures of the ponies floated over my head. "They were inocent, yet you tossed them aside like yesterdays garbage."

"No I didn't you're lying." My eyes filled with tears. "No these ponies were murdered by someone else."

"I beg to differ Cressendo." I began to hear screams of terror all around me. "I was there, I saw everything, you killed everyone of them. You don't think Armour really left your cell door unlocked that night do you?"

"No no no, I wouldn't, I couldn't, I'd never." My eyes were overflowing. "You're a monster!" My sadness turned to rage. "Show yourself so I can KILL you."

"Now now, settle down we wouldn't want you to hurt yourself."

"I don't care about myself, I just wanna KILL whoever pisses me off." I could feel the Flame Of Hephaestus burning hotter in my chest.

"Control our emotions my thorax, they control us. And you just proved it." The voice trailed off into silence.

"Where the hell are you, What do you want from me?" The Flame grew hotter and the straps began to melt. "Show yourself, answer me!" My rage took over my thought process, and I burst out of my shackles. "Where are you, come here so I can squash you." My gaze shifted around the room until I saw a pony, I charged at him. "Leave me alone!" His expression of sheer terror only stoked the already burning rage inside my heart. My hand pierced his chest and followed through out his back, his dark red blood oozed out both sides drenching my arm.

"Ooh so close, but close only works with horseshoes and hand grenades." The voice was taunting me. "Try again." He laughed. I ripped my arm out from the lifeless pony and looked again. I found another pony, this time I grabbed her head and crushed it between my fingers, it exploded covering my face in brain matter. "Wrong again Cressendo, better luck next time." The voice cackled, and I grew even more angry. Another pony caught my eye and soon my foot fell through his stomach, the acid burned but I didn't care. "Horseshoes and hand grenades." This thing is starting to get on my nerves. A fourth pony appeared and I sent her flying into the wall shattering it and her bones on contact. "You're getting warmer." The tears in my eyes were replaced with green fire, and my fingers sharpened to a point. Over the next hour I killed twenty more ponies, each one's screams and warm blood softened my pain.

"Come out now!" I screamed in a voice that was not my own.

"You never questioned how those of royal blood have an actual personality? It's those stupid amulets the longer you wear it the more of its personality you absorb. That amulet that was left behind, was your Fathers, but wait he's dead. He gave it to you and you wore it every day since. The reason why he was never King is because he would've killed every single one of his subjects. Because you wear two his amulet was forced to maniphest in the back of your mind, watching, waiting for the right moment." The voice sounded from behind me, I quickly turned and found my father standing there.

Due to this sudden realization my rage subsided. "But why?"

"Because I felt like it, you are my son yet you don't hold my ideals, all inferior beings must be destroyed, that is the reason we were given th Flame, to destroy and recreate the world into one of peace."

"No the world is fine the way it is," I began to hear his voice inside my head.

"Is it, you tell me if this world is fine." He slowly faded back into shadow and my vision grew dark. It was me, I did it, it's all my...