//------------------------------// // Chapter 4: Friends // Story: Who I Am // by Slingshot619 //------------------------------// I woke up. It was morning by now. I blinked and stood up. Sleeping on the grass probably wasn't a good idea. I should've just asked for a place to stay. Then, I looked up and saw Rainbow Dash flying to her mansion of a home. It was made of clouds and had rainbows pouring out of it. I looked around and saw tons of other clouds. I took off and got to work on making my new crib. When I was done, It was noon. I still had an hour to spare. I was still quite surprised that my killer instincts hadn't made me try and kill anything yet. I was glad that the psycho had shut up. It was starting to annoy me. But this voice should never be taken lightly. I knew that the bastard could easily jack my body and lay waste to the whole world. I disregarded that thought as I walked towards the library. Twilight had requested me to meet up with her and the gang at the library during noon. I wasn't one to let a mare down, so I went. I entered the library and found the gang chatting and messing around in the library. I went in and immediately the psychopath known as my killer instincts came back. KILL! IT'LL BE FUN! "Shut up!" The pain in my head slowly increased as I kept denying his dirty deeds. Eventually it became unbearable. I screamed and bashed my head into a bookshelf. I ran and bashed my head into the wall of the library, I kept trying to stop the pain but it wouldn't stop. "GODAMMIT SHUT UP!" Having fun? The pain grew even worse, I couldn't give up. I gave one last charge and smashed through the library walls, I heard a sickening *crack* upon impact. I had heavy breathing and I was panting. But at least the pain had stopped. "How you like that?" No reply came. I let out a relieved sigh. The pain was gone. But new pain replaced it. I felt something warm trickle down my face. I ran to the nearest pond and saw that my head had been split open. I could see the flesh inside. I stared at my reflection wide eyed with fear. Suddenly I saw Twilight Sparkle behind me with a bloody knife. "AAHHHH!" I turned to see that the whole gang was there. They had a look of concern on their faces. "Um, that was......Unique" Twilight said "My, my, you need medical attention!" Rarity said They dragged me to the hospital. I didn't want needles and knives stuck into me. But they didn't give me a choice. Soon enough I was in a hospital room ready to get some stitches in my head. The doctor worked while I sat there and crossed my arms. After they patched me up, the doctor gave me a report. "You have a split head and a concussion. Other than that your okay." "How long?" "About a year." I sighed. At least that psychopath couldn't find anymore victims. I looked around, opposite my bed was a pony who had a cast on his leg. He looked at me and sneered. "What're you laughing about?" "I can't believe you were dumb enough to run into a wall. I mean even Ditzy isn't as dumb as you!" I clenched my teeth. I was mad and my killer instincts took this moment of opportunity. Are you going to take bullshit from an idiot like him? "Leave me alone." "Ha! Talking to yourself? Your even more of an idiot than I thought." Now he's really asking for it. C'mon give it to him! "No! No I won't!" THEN I'LL DO IT MYSELF! Then, something weird happened. My body turned to the side and hopped off the bed. The weird part was, I wasn't in control. "What the?" Don't worry, i'll take care of him real good. My arm reached out and grabbed one of the doctor's many knives. It had chosen the sharp, large wicked looking blade. My body slowly walked toward the idiot who had insulted me. He was gradually getting more and more scared, he looked around for help as my right arm raised the blade and advanced ever so closer to the pony. I tried to stop myself but I couldn't. "Stop it!" Sorry but i'm done being your little bitch. From now on i'm your boss. The blade was raised directly above the pony's throat. I managed to take control for a while and mutter a few words. "I'm sorry." The knife was brought down on his neck, blood splattered everywhere. His eyes were wide with fear as he stared at me with pure terror. He tried to scream but more blood squirted out the knife in his neck. My right arm grabbed another knife, this one was bigger that the last. The pony continued looking at the psycho that stood before him. I felt my body twitch once in a while. My arm raised the blade high above and brought it down on the pony's stomach. If the blade had been any faster it would've cut him in half. Guts and intestines poured out of his body, as tears poured out his eyes. My left hand reached out and grabbed the intestines and pulled them straight out oh his body. He tried to scream again but more blood sputtered out instead. I think his precious little head will make an excellent souvenir My left arm reached out and grabbed a bonesaw. In no time at all my left arm was sawing his head off. Just above where the knife was stuck. My left arm raised the severed head high. I crashed through the window and fled the scene. If it was me in control I would've doubled over in pain as soon as I crashed through that glass pane. But this wasn't me, this was something else. I felt the cold dark sky blow against me and all my various cuts. I was in pain but my body kept going. It flew up to my home and as soon as it stepped in the house, the severed head dropped onto the floor and I collapsed. My body was in intense pain. I dragged myself to the bathroom and locked the door. That was fun wasn't it? I collapsed and sobbed, unable to free myself of my anger and guilt.