Chapter 7: After the Cupcake Incident

Why is the world so cruel?

Is it the world on it's own?

Or is it the ponies who control it?

If some pony asked you if you wanted to go to Ponyvill, you would respond as "HELLZ YEAH!" But, you wouldn't in my opinion. It's sad that the ponies we all love have turned out to be phsycos. I have yet to become one, but not till later in the time and space. This gets me to wonder, WHY THE HELL DO I GET KILLED BY EVERYPONY?!?!?!?!?!?! I mean, why does the rainbow pegasus get brutally murdered all the time?

This is me.

Rainbow Dash.

Dead.

In an endless realm of nothing but the darkness that has consumed my friends, then me.I can feel its energy going through my veins. It's penetrating my insides and all around my body. I got a dark color, not like the rainbow I used to be. It is more black. The darkness consumed my heart like it was drinking water. It hurt my whole body till then, I felt nothing.

The darkness was my new home.

I woke in my old bed. It was nice to be back in my house(that Hasbro doesn't bother to make and put on the show. Bastards.) Or, did I even leave in the first place? Was it all a nightmare? I checked in my tall mirror. It was just an old one, but it wasn't cracked or anything. But I saw myself with no rainbow. Just blackness.

The darkness had consumed me at last.

But, I died. Did I cheat death? Will I live forever? I take a good look at myself. My cutie mark is now cracked. And...there. I could have sworn Pinkamena took it off. Whatever.

I stared at my reflection like it was a unidentified object that landed in my house. How badly my life became. Watching my best friend stab herself. The look on her face was horrifying as she fell to the Earth. I started to cry just thinking about it. How I could have saved her.

How I wasn't fast enough to save her.

Then, I got tortured and killed by my Earth Pony pal. It was painful and terrifying as I witnessed my own organs in my face. The worst part was it was the sweet, fun filled pony, Pinkie Pie.

I was filled with tears by this time. What the end of my life was. How many rules we broke during everything But, I realized something.

Why follow the rules, when life itself doesn't even matter anymore.

I grinned at my own reflection now knowing what things I can do and live forever. What things I can accomplish that no pony can do without certain death. To test this, I grabbed a knife I have been saving for suicide (don't ask). I jabbed in my stomach. It hurt, but I didn't die or even fall to the ground. From this I smiled even more. I then heard a knock on my front door. Not knowing what it could be, I opened it.

"Hi...Dashie..."

Fluttershy collapsed on the floor of my living room.