Guernica

My Little Pony: Guernica

Part Two

Chapter 5: The Word That Always Wins

In the week the occurred after my confrontation with the horrible truth about the nature of our world and it's impending doom, I attempted to ignore it. I still had another case to solve, the murders of these young fillys. I was close, the killer was aware of me, challenging me. Through the series of clues left behind, I knew where to find her this time, the long abandoned observatory. I only hoped I could prevent another senseless death.

Arriving on the scene, I already knew I was to late. The killer stood there in the darkness, hacking away at something with a dull axe, making thick meaty chopping sounds. I rushed the killer from behind, but she breaks free and swings at me with the axe. I block it and break her leg, kicking her to the wall. I turn to check on the victim, a pony with a busted leg isn't going anywhere but the glue factory.

The victim is an orange Pegasus. Blank flank. She's a pez dispenser, wings hacked off as well, one of the bones looks like it was snapped. I note the used adrenaline shots, and make the realization she was torturing the poor girl. I feel sick for a moment. The killer takes this opportunity to dive at me with a different syringe, but I block it, and break another leg.

"You're going to pay for each life you've taken you sick son of a bitch." I say, meaning it.

"They we're gonna die anyway!" The voice of the killer sounding dopey, slow, clearly in pain, yet she was almost chuckling. I shine a flashlight on her,

"Derpy Hooves?" I say shocked. Derpy was the town's mail delivery girl, a rainman esque character everyone felt a little sorry for. Mental disability aside she always maintained a sweet, well meaning disposition. "Why?"

"Red Mist." She says, and smirks. And I'm forced to remember once again everything is pointless. "The red mist is coming. I was saving all the little angels from going to hell!"

"The coming apocalypse is no excuse for this! This wasn't mercy killings! You were torturing them!" I lash out.

"Oh believe me, what I've done is nothing compared to what's about to come." She responds.

"Well you can just ride out the apocalypse in a nice damp jail cell, how's that?" I'm at my wits end, and then she says something that shatters what strength I have in my foundation.

"Even in the face of utter chaos, your still determined to be an agent of order? You've stopped me, but you've saved no one. We are all going to die here. Your struggling… Your quest for justice, is pointless." Derpy responds.

I looked down solemnly, thinking of the night I fled the palace, how I became obsessed with my work, trying hard to pretend Red Mist was just a bad dream. That maybe if I ignored it, it would just go away.

"You're right. It is pointless for me to continue crime fighting, but the truth is I don't know what else to do." For the first time, I felt utterly and truly afraid. I pause then ask "How do you know about Red Mist anyway?"

She laughs. "I've always been self-aware of that other dimension, just as they've always been aware of me." She went on. "I'm a meme, a corruption based in the cannon. A virus. I simply do as I please, and what I please is the Lulz. And I've been Lulzing all over Ponyville's fillys since I saw our series cancellation on the horizon." As she spoke, and snapped her now dislocated bones back into there proper shape. The snap was sickening, but she didn't even flinch or pause as she spoke.

"So you have free will, self-awareness. That means everyone else doesn't?" I stand, perplexed.

"Yes." She laughs. "and no, your not a puppet like the mane six… Twilight Sparkle and the like, they're really puppets. No free will. They're personalities are written, like a robot, their bound to follow whatever choices best fit their character bibles." She tried using her injured leg to point as she talk, and it casually slipped out of place again.

"…Character bible… So of course, "Friendship Is Magic" they couldn't choose to break the seal and escape anyway… even if they wanted to." I pause and think, then sudden shiver rolls down my back as I come to the realization. "What about me?"

"They probably aren't even aware of you. You're worse then me, at least I'm semi-cannon, you're…" She mocked "…a fan fiction character. You're probably no where near as thought out or complex. Just some losers avatar he probably made so he could make you fap to ponies." She scoffs. "Silly bronies."

"No… no none of this can be true…" I collapse to the floor. I don't want to face this truth. This sickenly black dark abyss of a truth.

"Think about it… Do you even remember any history before you met Fluttershy?" She points out.

I don't. Now that it's brought to my attention, it's almost frightening, it's as if I never existed before that moment and yet I have these thoughts, these feelings, this costume, these life experiences I thought existed… and considering the nature of our universe it's not to much a stretch… I don't even belong in this cannon and I was created and thrusted into a world about to expire for reasons I don't know. I suddenly find myself cringing in self loathing. I want to end myself, fuck this writer and his master plan. Fuck his cruel ways and fuck this world. I quickly grab the cyanide capsule out of my belt and go to swallow it.

It then disappears in thin air before it hits my mouth. She's right, the bastard is controlling me. I can't make any move without him knowing. I'm royally and utterly screwed.

"Didn't work?" She giggles.

All my pain, all my frustration comes out as I charge at Derpy, beating her, breaking her, stomping her till her face resembles a fine paste and all her bones are broken. I don't stop till I'm hunched over with the dry heaves and I'm pretty sure she's dead… and then the cold feeling hits my gut and I wonder if I even had any control over my own actions.

My cyanide capsule reappears now, suddenly, floating in mid air. A ray of sunlight basking through from the window I broke earlier shines on me, the warmth hitting my body, feeling almost like a hug. It's an acknowledgment. Whoever's controlling me is giving me a chance to end the story now or trust him till the end. I flick the capsule off into the unknown, and take off for Fluttershy.