Bloody Hands. A sequel to Biblical Monsters

by FluttershyPainkiller

Bloody Hands

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(This song creates a perfect atmosphere: “Voice of the Soul” by Death. Play it at low volume)

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Adams and I had been forgiven by Celestia several months ago. But whereas Adams was free of guilt and had gotten over it, I hadn’t. Every time I thought about what had happened I crumbled emotionally. We killed a poor innocent alicorn that didn’t intend to do anything wrong. All she wanted was to improve our planet by linking our worlds, and instead of saying no to her, because of our fears of being invaded and enslaved just like the natives who lived in this country before us, we killed her in cold blood so she couldn’t inform anyone of where she was. I couldn’t take out the image of Twilight getting unconscious by Adams’ hammer. But I, I was the one who killed her. The moment I killed Twilight with the knife was the worst thing I experienced in all my life. I’d never felt so miserable before. I regretted it since the moment when the knife started digging into her skin covered with her purple fur. I didn’t do it quickly because I couldn’t. I didn’t feel like I had strength enough to kill her. I dug the knife until I couldn’t dig it any more. After that I began to gradually take out the knife. Blood started to escape her wound. Even more of it leaved her body when I finished taking out the knife. I remember how my hands were stained with blood. Then I looked at her face. Her beautiful mane was stained with blood due to the hammer blow. She started bleeding more and more until, slowly, she bled to death. The time she stopped breathing as I watched her eyes closed and blood was leaving her mouth, I had to restrain myself not to cry and kill myself with the knife with which I took Twilight’s life and I wouldn’t have regretted it at all. But we had to hide her body. I also remember the time we got rid of it. We both were in the boat. I was holding her corpse, and when I had to drop it in the water, I did it carefully, as if she was still alive. As Adams couldn’t see my face while I was dropping her body, I let a tear escape my eyes because I couldn’t help it. Then I washed my hands and my face so Adams wouldn’t see me cry. As we were leaving the place with the boat, I turned my head to see her corpse sink in the water, as the water turned a little reddish. At least I hoped she would rest in peace. And the worst thing is… I loved her. I was in love with her, but I didn’t dare to tell her. I thought she would reject me, or worse, she would hurt me with her magic. In my relatively solitary life, I had known few women. And Twilight, despite being an alicorn, had everything I loved in a woman. She was smart, lovely, polite, with interest in knowledge, just like me, beautiful... Especially I loved smart women because I could talk with them about many things many people find boring. Twilight was, without a doubt, the smartest one I ever knew. We would spend hours talking about anything we came up with. She was very happy because she said I was the only one who wasn’t bored while she spoke with me. I was very surprised when I asked her if she had a special somepony in Equestria and she said she never had a coltfriend. I thought:

Did she like me at all? Who knows? I regret so much I could never tell her I loved her. Though Celestia had forgiven me, how could anyone EVER forgive themselves for killing in cold blood the one they loved, just because of a simple misunderstanding that could have been prevented easily? Every single night, with no exception, I dreamt about the time I killed Twilight. But in this case she was stunned by the hammer blow, but conscious and without being able to move because of the pain she was suffering, and when I started digging the knife into her, she looked into my eyes with tears in hers while I was slowly murdering her. My hands were being stained with blood. I couldn’t help looking her in her watering eyes. When I took out the knife, she coughed blood with tears running down her face and told me in a very relaxing tone while she was bleeding to death:

After that, she died. Immediately I started to cry and carefully grabbed her corpse and hugged it while I was regretting the horrible thing I did. After a while I dropped her body in the floor, carefully again, I picked up the knife and with no hesitation I killed myself with it. Digging it into my chest, just like what I did to Twilight. When I died I woke up. Then I went to the bathroom to wash my face with tears on it. And for the rest of the day, every time I looked at my hands, I felt them dirty with Twilight’s blood, though they were physically clean. No matter how many times I washed them. That horrible feeling was ALWAYS there. If I didn’t look at them I could prevent myself from remembering what I did. But if, I accidentally watched them, the remembrance appeared again in my mind and I fell apart. I could hardly prevent it if I was talking to someone, but when I was alone the pain was suddenly released and it was harder to take it. I started to think that was a mental reminder that would last forever. Somehow I thought I deserved it. Was there even in this world anything more horrible than killing the one I loved so much? Would this pain last for the rest of my life?

Twilight’s body was buried in Equestria. The mane five, the princesses, and many people from Canterlot and Ponyville went to her funeral. Spike and the mane five spoke about her life and her virtues. None of them, not even Celestia could help crying. She didn’t remember the last time she cried in public. She knew she had to be emotionally strong, but this had been too much for her. Twilight had been the first princess in the history of Equestria who had been murdered. To top it off, she died when only 2 months had passed when she became a Princess. The mane five and Spike had constructed a mausoleum for her. Rarity had designed the coffin. It was a purple coffin with a purple gem on it.

Twilight awakened in a place she never knew about. It was a shiny place with stairways next to one another. She saw no source of light. The ground was soft, but hard enough to stand perfectly. Covering each stairway, there were guards. Each one guarded a stairway. They were all different. I tried to ask one of them to make sure where I was, but every one of them wouldn’t answer me. I started running looking for more stairways until I found one guarded by a white pony with no cutiemark. I asked him where I was. He told me:

Twilight couldn’t believe it. She never believed in afterlife, but there she was.

Twilight thought to herself:

She started to climb the stairs. The stairway was very long. When she was climbing a song appeared in his mind without her knowing its whereabouts. The song was Stairway to Heaven (Led Zeppelin). Twilight loved that song. I showed it to her when she asked me what kind of music we listened in Earth. She never knew we humans had music that was that good. Not even in Equestria did she listen to something that beautiful before. The song made her feel happy as she continued climbing the stairs. After the song was over, she found herself in a beautiful place. There were ponies and houses everywhere. A lot of them were talking to each other and laughing. All of them were happy. Some of them were disappearing and reappearing in another place next to other pony. In that place everypony would live forever in that endless place with no worries. She thought, for she didn’t know anypony there, she could go visit Starswirl. She’d always admired him. She stopped a random pony to answer them how to transport herself and how to live in a house. The pony answered:

Then she wished to be with Starswirl. Immediately she found herself in a laboratory where a young pony was reading a book. Then he turned to see who was behind him. He got shocked, for he didn’t expect any visit. He said:

Twilight knew it was impossible.

Twilight answered, very sad.

Twilight answered with tears in her eyes.

Twilight chuckled.

Twilight nodded happily.

After some hours, she said goodbye to Starswirl and she leaved the house and started to try to make some friends.

TEN YEARS LATER

(To create the atmosphere, listen to this song before reading: “Over and Over” by Black Sabbath. The lyrics fit almost perfectly in this situation and the song is beautiful).

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Another unbearable day I had to live. I thought I would eventually end up forgetting my crime, but it never disappeared from my mind. I’d never even wish this to my worst enemy, for this was much worse than death. Every night I had that nightmare again and again. Twilight looking at me while crying when I was murdering, my hands stained with Twilight’s blood, then I regretted her death and eventually killed myself with the knife. And the horrible feeling when I watched my hands. It had been ten years. Ten years of torture. One day I had an argument with Adams and he stopped being my friend. I had no one in this world and my torture never ended. Until one day, I decided it was time to end it all. I couldn’t suffer for more time. My efforts to forget my crime had been in vain. I could never forgive myself such a horrible thing. I went to the kitchen and grabbed the knife I killed Twilight with. I wasn’t scared at all. I didn’t mind killing myself. I’d experienced it too many times and my soul was already dead ten years ago. Without hesitating, I dug the knife into my chest. I didn’t feel more pain than in my nightmare. Then I laughed, thinking it was all over. I started to bleed a lot and cough blood. When I felt I was going to die, I sat on the floor and I watched my hands. My laughter stopped as I saw I still felt that feeling. I yelled:

Then I died.

I opened my eyes. I felt strange. I was seated on a kind of chair in an endless dark place that was absolutely quiet. I couldn’t stand up or see myself. I yelled to know if there was someone else there. Then I asked where I was. A deep, dark voice answered:

I was shocked. There was actually an afterlife. But that meant Twilight was there too, so the thought of being able to tell her what happened made me strong to tell that thing why I should not be in that dark place forever.

I watched my hands and I still felt them bloody. Not even dead would this torture end? When I killed myself I only did that: killing myself. Nothing else had changed. I started to cry desperately because I lost all hope forever. I eventually stopped crying. When I did, I heard the voice again.

Then I realized something and I yelled:

Suddenly I felt myself in an endless place where there were a lot of ponies. It seemed a happy place, since everypony was happy. I saw how many ponies were transporting themselves next to others. I stopped one to ask them how to do it.

I did what that pony told me to, and immediately I found myself in a house. It was a bedroom where Twilight was reading a book. I was behind her. It was her, Twilight. I said:

She got shocked. She expected no visits. She turned to see who was behind her. Then she saw me. She couldn’t believe I was there.

Without hesitating, I told her:

When she asked me, my eyes started watering. Then tears running down my face. I fell to my knees to see her eyes better. I watched my hands, this time intentionally, because I had to remember everything perfectly to tell her what happened.

Then she approached me. I looked down because I couldn’t see her. I had no courage to do it.

Then she got shocked again and started to cry as well. She couldn’t believe I killed her. After that she asked me with the same tone than in my nightmare.

I never expected Twilight would ever tell me those words while I was awake. This time my tears were falling to the ground. But this time, I could finally answer her. I reunited the courage to raise my head to see her purple eyes, yet I was still crying.

After that, Twilight asked me again, this time angry while she was still crying.

I started to tell her all that happened. The panic Adams and I felt, the details of how I killed her, how we got rid of her body, what happened to Celestia, the beginning of my mental torture, my nightmare every night, the feeling of my hands stained with her blood, how I cried hugging her body, how I committed suicide... I told her everything without hesitation, but all the time crying nonstop. Twilight was limited to face me with a look of not believing that anyone could suffer so much in their life. When I was about to end, I said:

After I finished, I tilted my head down again and kept crying. Twilight came closer to me, put a hoof on my shoulder and said:

(This song: “Nothing else matters” by Metallica)

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Twilight took a deep breath after her speech. She was so smart. She lifted my head with her hooves and kissed me on the lips. Suddenly I felt something strange in my mind. I let her take the lead and I then I kissed her back. I hugged her as she did the same. This time, my eyes weren’t tearing up because of sadness, but happiness. The alicorn I loved and had murdered in cold blood had forgiven me. And she felt what I felt for her. We broke our kiss to see each other’s eyes.

I stood up to watch my hands, and for the first time in many years, I felt them clean. The remembrance of killing didn’t appear in my mind. I grabbed her, I stood up and kissed her again. With a seductive glance and smile I asked her.