The Daughter Of Chaos

“I’m a monster,” I repeated to myself as I somehow managed to outrun Zap’s skills and everypony else.

How could I have done that? They were only trying to be there for me when I needed them and I hurt them all in the process……or worse. Who does that? What kind of sick, twisted creature besides a villain would do that? Was I now ‘the bad creature’? Did I just earn the worst possible title I could have ever earned? What would my parents think? Why would they ever want to have me as a daughter after I almost killed my friends and everypony I cared about? I’m a monster. I’m a horrible friend. I’m a horrible hybrid. I’m the worst monster Equestria has ever faced.

“I’m doomed.” I thought to myself as I had nowhere to go but far away from here.

I very quickly found the entrance to the school and I rushed out of the doors as I could feel my eyes starting to tear up. I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was cry for hours and hours into my pillow, even if my parents would be home, I didn’t care. I don’t know just how long I was running for, long enough to know that I wasn’t being followed by anypony, but I reached the cottage as I could see my mother on the side of the house as she was watering the plants. I’m pretty sure that she saw me when I opened the front door but I didn’t care.

I rushed upstairs to my room, accidentally slammed my door, and fell onto my bed, crying my eyes out. “I’m a monster,” I said over and over as I kept crying into my bed. I don’t know how long I was crying for, nor do I want to know. What I do know is that when I cried out all the liquid in my body, the sun was starting to set into the evening sky. That’s when I got something that I really, really wasn’t prepared for, a knock on my door.

“I…Don’t come in! I mean it!” I exclaimed as I grabbed my music box, having the slightest bit of hope that it would calm me down, at least a little.

“Rosie dear, it’s me.” I heard my mother say.

“I…I…I’m not in the mood for talking.” I said as my mother slowly opened the door.

“Just for a few minutes?” Mom asked as she looked at me with a kind face.

“I…I guess.” I said as my mother came into my room and sat on my bed.

“Lovely evening, isn’t it?” Mom asked as she pointed to my window. She was right, it was beautiful outside. The sky was a beautiful, golden color, there was a very gentle breeze and the sun was perfectly positioned.

“Yeah…I guess it is.” I said as I looked down at my hooves. “Where’s dad?” I asked, trying to make some conversation that I wouldn't feel awful discussing.

“He’s at guy’s night with Spike and Big Mac,” Mom said as my room became more silent like some creature was waiting for us to make the next move.

“Listen, I know you don’t want to talk about what happened today, or yesterday, I won’t make you. I get it.” Mom said as I looked up from my hooves.

“You already heard about how much of a freak I am, haven't you?” I said in my quiet voice.

I knew what my mother was about to say: “Yes, yes you are a freak, Rosie.” I could hear it in my head as it echoed through my thoughts like a cave. “You are a freak and you always will be.” Mom then touched my chin with her hoof as she brought my face up to hers.

“Nopony or creature has ever even considered you to be anything close to a freak Rosie. I, and your father never considered you a freak since I gave birth to you. Your aunts never considered you a freak, your teachers and your friends never considered you to be one.” My mother said in a very calm, slow, and thoughtful voice.

“Then why was I born this way? Why couldn’t I just be a normal pony and act the same as everypony else?” I said as my mother looked at me.

“Because you're not like everypony or every creature, you are you, just as much as every creature is themselves. I or your father may not fully understand why you were born as a mix of species, I doubt we will ever know the full reason why. What we do know is that you are a talented hybrid, full of amazing gifts and potential, you just have to see it for yourself.” Mom said as I could feel my eyes start to turn pink, filling with water again.

“I…I…I’m not sure what to say next.” I said as my mother pulled me in for a hug.

“Everything will be ok Rosie, you just have to take care of yourself and everything will be alright, I know that it will.” Mom said as I pulled away from the hug. “It’s getting late, I’m going to head to bed.” Mom then got off of my bed and I tucked myself in for the night. “Goodnight dear, I better not hear any crying tonight, understand?” Mom asked with a chuckle in her voice. I agreed as she turned out the lights and I drifted off to sleep.

. . .

“Hello?” Anypony there?” I asked as I was in some sort of dark room. There were no lights in this room, only darkness. “Hello?” I asked as I started to feel a little scared. After a while, I heard hoof steps slowly approaching me. “Hello?” I asked as I could see this pony more clearly…or I should say I could see my mother more clearly.

“Hello, freak.” My mother said as I took a few steps back.

“Mom? What’s…what’s going on?” I asked.

“I’m so disappointed in you.” Mom said as I froze.

“What…what did I do? I…I did my chores…” I said.

“NO! I’m disappointed because of how much of a FREAK you are!” Mom yelled.

“No, NO! Not again!” I exclaimed as I tried to run from my mother when another figure approached me.

“Trying to run freak of the week? You know this is the house of freaks, or your house I should say” My father said, disappointed as well.

“NO, make it stop!” I yelled as I slammed my hooves on the ground, hoping that would do something.

“Trying to use MY magic against me? Pathetic you disgusting hybrid.” Dad said as he then held six other ponies in his left claw and what looked like a potion in the other claw.

“Choose, your friends and your freakish life, or watch them die and become a regular pony!” Dad yelled as he then let out a villianish laugh.

“No! I won’t choose!” I yelled back.

“TOO BAD!” Dad yelled as he then let go of my friends and this potion.

“No!” I yelled as I slammed my hooves into the ground, hoping that I would summon something safe for them to land on. Instead, I summoned the same vines from before as they all landed on the vine's spikes...deciding their fate.

“NOOOOO!” I exclaimed as I ran to check on them when they then disappeared into thin air. “Make this stop! Make this stop!” I yelled as I heard both my mother and father laughing.

"Look at the poor freak! Glad I'm not a hybrid!" My mother said as the room started to spin, when something unexpected happened.

I woke up from that...nightmare, my blankets were covered in sweat and I was gasping for air.

“I still am the permanent freak of the week,” I said to myself in a quiet voice.