Help

"Hello?  Is anyone there?" Pinkie Pie asked confused.  She looked around and saw nothing but darkness. "Please, is anypony there, I don't know how I got here.  Hello!  Please I'm trapped, somepony please help me!"

No one would be coming for Pinkie.  She was in a place that was set not even in reality itself.  A place between life and death.  She was trapped inside her own mind.  Pinkie started to walk forward.  She continued this for an hour or so.  She was utterly confused and afraid.  She didn't know how she even got where she was or how it even happened.  All she remembered was falling asleep in bed last night with Gummy and waking here.

"Please somepony help!"  She yelled again.  She didn't hear an echo of her own voice.  She surely didn't hear anypony else's voice.  She was starting to become very scared and paranoid.  What was she to do if she couldn't find somepony, something, or anything, to help her.  What would she do if she was stuck here forever.  How would she survive.  These thoughts were starting to drive Pinkie insane.  She was past paranoia at this point and was screaming bloody murder for help.  "Please somepony, anypony help me, please!  Please, please, please!" she pleaded hopelessly.  But it was no use.

Pinkie looked around, seeing only darkness.  She was frantic and panting hard with fear.  She was working herself up so much she just took off running.  Pinkie ran for a good long time before she was calm again and was able to stop.  She could taste blood in the back of her throat.  Pinkie hated the taste of blood and the sight of it as well.  She spat on the ground but that didn't help get the taste out. She licked her chapped lips, trying to wet them down.  Pinkie was angry, she didn't understand why she was here and for what purpose.  She bucked and kicked in every direction, hoping to hit anything.  But all she did was wear herself down.

She was laying on the ground panting hard, with the taste of blood thick in her throat.  "Yuck!"  she said spitting again.  This wasn't like Pinkie at all.  She was known for being cheery and happy.  But here she was scared and angry.  Not even what her grandmother told her to do worked.  She couldn't laugh at Darkness and make it go away.

"Funny, isn't it? Pinkie Pie." a voice said angrily.

"Who...who's there?"  Pinkie asked, her anger being replaced with fear.

"It's funny how pathetic you look.  I've been trapped here for far too long.  I think it's my turn to have a little fun." the voice said with amusement in it's voice.  Everything became bright in an instant.  Pinkie shielded her eyes at first but after a while she was able to see.  She wished she could have been blind at that moment. The sight she saw next was almost too horrible to describe.  Corpses of ponies littered the ground.  The place was filled with blood, guts and unknown substances filled the room she was in.  She screamed in horror, mentally scarred with what she saw.

The voice laughed, everything went black.  Pinkie could still see the horrible sight that stained her mind.  She continued to scream bloody murder.  Eventually, her voice gave out, reducing her to a whisper.  Pinkie shook with fear, she was so scared she had thrown up on the ground.  Instead of blood staining her mouth she had the nasty taste of stomach acid to replace it.  "I so enjoy this Pinkie.  You have no clue how long I have wanted to do that."

"Who are you? Where am I?"    Pinkie screamed.

She laughed again, amused by all of this.  "I'm you, Pinkie Pie, and you're me!"  This shocked Pinkie Pie.  It certainly was her voice, but she wasn't like that at all.

"No, you're lying!  Who are you?"  Pinkie couldn't believe for one second that the pony talking to her was herself.  Although when she was able to see again and she looked at the supposed doppelganger and she couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

"See, I'm you Pinkie Pie.  I like to call myself the true Pinkie Pie, or Pinkamena Pie.  That is your real name, isn't it Pinkie?”  Pinkamena said brushing Pinkie in the face with her straight haired tail.

"But...but..."  Pinkie was struck stupid.  The Pinkie she was looking at was the Pinkie she used to be. The unhappy one when she lived at her family's rock farm.  Before she descovered her cutie mark, Pinkimina was a blank flank.

"Shut the fuck up!" Pinkamena yelled in anger.  "Don't say a goddamn word.  I'm going to torture you here, Pinkie, I am going to make you pay, you little bitch, for pushing me into this damned hellhole.  You are going to pay big, you fucking bitch!"

"Please don't."  Pinkie pleaded before she was stuck with a mighty blow to the face.  Pinkie was dazed and couldn't see straight.  Pinkamena was laughing with enjoyment.  She closed the distance and assaulted Pinkie with a series of punches.  "Please!"

"Shut up!"  The punching stopped and Pinkie didn't feel Pinkamena on her anymore.  She opened her eyes slowly and the darkness was back.  She lifted herself and and rubbed her now sore face.  She felt warm blood on her cheek, her eye was sore and was beginning to swell.  "You will pay!  You will fucking pay, you fucking bitch!"

"Why? What did I even do?  What did I do?”  Pinkie screamed with tears burning her blue eyes.  She wanted to understand but it didn't make sense. She was just in bed, happily after a long day and then she woke up in a dark room.  What did she do to deserve this?  She was always cheerful , always helpfull, and always utterly nice. She always helped everyone. She was the most kindest and trustworthy pony she knew, and wanted to be.  Why was she in this place? Why was she dealing with a evil copy of herself?

"You pushed me back!  You abandoned me!  You left me behind Pinkie, and you don't even remember who the fuck I am.  Fuck you Pinkie, fuck you!"  Pinkie was able to see again and she didn't like what she saw.  She was looking at a pile of dead bodies.  Specific ones at that, it was her mother, her father, her sisters, and her friends.  They were all dead, their expressions twisted.  Their deaths must of been gruesome by the looks of their bodies.

"No...no...this isn't real, this isn't real!"  Pinkie screamed covering her eyes with her hooves.

"Oh, but it is Pinkie.  This will become a reality.  I will make it happen.”  Pinkamena laughed evilly.

"Nonononononono!"  Teardrops running thick down her cheeks and dropped onto the bloody floor.  The very image of her friends and family, all dead, was burned into her mind.  Scarring her. She couldn't look away from the sight, not even with her eyes closed.

"Pinkie wake up."  She heard Twilight's voice as she was shaken.  Pinkie's eyes shot open suddenly to see her friends looking down at her, worry evident on their faces.  "Pinkie are you alright?"

"Huh, what..."  Everypony was there, Twilight, Applejack, Rainbow, Rarity, Fluttershy and Spike, all staring at her with worry and concern.  "...yeah i'm fine. J-just a bad dream."