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// Chapter 5: Regret 
// Story: Who I Am 
// by Slingshot619 
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I awoke the next morning, body still covered in cuts and bruises. I don't care what everyone says. Crashing through a window is not cool. I dragged myself towards the bathroom. I gazed into the mirror and saw a pony. Half covered in blood, one of his eyes had murderous intent. Filled with malicious thoughts.

The other eye was filled with sadness and regret. As if he had done something bad, but was powerless to stop it. I dragged myself away from the mirror and went into the shower. The blood washed off no problem, but the scars and cuts did not. I thought about what happened last night. That wasn't me. I would never do that.

Problem is, that was you.

"Shut up."

It was fun wasn't it? My favorite part was when I was sawing his head off, there was blood bubbling from the hole in his throat.

I clenched my hooves. I grabbed a mirror nearby and flung it across the room. I heard glass shatter as I felt the anger boil inside me. 

"Just leave me alone. Please."

No can do. I'm staying here 'till I get what I want.

"You already killed a pony. Just go."

I'm just getting warmed up.

I grumbled and opened the door. I leaped down and didn't bother to open my wings. I fell face first into the ground and chipped a tooth. I got up, brushed myself and walked. I entered town and heard the locals talk about last night. About who it might be, how brutal it was. 

I ignored them and continued walking. The voice in my head by now was screaming for violence. We had made a deal to only murder the ponies that offended us. I still hated myself fot being so weak and letting that damn voice take over. 

I went into a bakery and got some pastries to cure my hunger. I flew on a cloud and ate. I wasn't hungry, but my stomach told me otherwise. I ate silently and did not notice the cyan blue mare that landed beside me.

"Hey-"

Before she could finish I grabbed her in a human shield, choking her. 

"Let me *cough* go!"

I let the mare free and continued watching the citizens. 

"What's wrong with you?"

I didn't answer. I didn't know what was wrong with me either. I wanted to know too. I stared off into the horizon and stayed like this for a couple of minutes. Rainbow Dash came by and sat.

"If I touch you, will you kill me?"

"Depends."

Hell yea I will!

She rested her head on my shoulder. I instantly felt the voice in my head soften into silent whispers, then into nothing. I didn't struggle or protest. I had finally found the one thing that could stop the voices. Affection.

Rainbow left minutes later and I still stood there. Staring off into the sunset.

What the fuck just happened?

I didn't say anything. I had finally found out his weakness and I sure as hell was gonna use it. I walked back to the town. It was already night. But I was hungry and I was hoping that Sugarcube corner would be open.

I was walking when all of a sudden a unicorn crashed into me. She had an aquamarine coat, magic mint mane and a tail with a white streak. She had a cutie mark of an lyre.

Before I could get up, she had ran off. I rubbed my head and tried to gain my bearings. 

KILL HER! SHE DESERVES IT! 

"No dude no. It was just an accident."

Then why didn't she apologize?

I was taken aback by that smart remark. Why didn't she apologize? Before I could answer I blacked out. When I woke up, I had that sensation again. The voice had taken over. In my right arm was a wicked looking knife. I took a moment to notice it, but I was now in the cottage of a pony. I saw the same unicorn that had crashed into me just moments ago. She was asleep. She looked so peaceful, unaware of what was about to happen.   

My right arm was raised above her head. I felt helpless to stop. It was like seeing a psycho driving your car and running over people while you sat in the back seat.

The blade came down and went right into her eye, in tradition to last night blood splattered all over the place. Including to me. She let out a huge yell that probably woke up all of Equestria. I felt a grin tug at my lips as I felt her blood all over me, trickling down my arms, legs, basically all over me. 

Next stop, HER NECK!

The blade was raised above her neck, and down it went. Even more blood splattered on me. I heard a maniacal laugh echo throughout the house. Only to realize that it was mine. I heard a sweet polite voice call out from below.

"Lyra, are you okay?"

Lyra couldn't respond. She tried to scream but it only brought forth the squirting of blood. She tried so hard, but it didn't work. I could see the fear and panic in her eyes. Although she wasn't restrained, she couldn't seem to move. I struggled and managed to gain control for one second.

Tears flooded my eyes as I muttered once again, an apology. 

"I'm so sorry."

Then an earth pony with a beige coat, pigment blue mane with a rose pink streak, cerulean eyes, and a cutie mark of three pieces of wrapped candy appeared at the door of the room. She froze in terror upon seeing her friend with a ruined eye and a hole in her neck. She was dumbfounded and did not try to run. 

Oh look! A new toy!

In one swift move, I grabbed her by the neck and tossed her on the bed. I walked toward them, soaked with blood, grinning from ear to ear, bloody knife in hoof.

They both shook in terror as the blade came down on the new pony's stomach, my right arm pulled and I could hear her stomach going rrriiiiiiiiiip! as the blade went down. She let out a scream just as loud as Lyra's. Again, the next stop was the throat to stop her screaming.

Guts and intestines poured out her torso. Lyra had a look of absolute shock and fear. Her friend was no different. The knife went through Lyra's stomach too, and soon came forth the insides. My hands got to work and removed their hearts, then tied the hearts together in a packaging made of their intestines. 

My body let out a laugh of pure madness as I crashed though the wall and soared into the night sky. I set my sights on my floating mansion and burst through the cloud doors again. This time, there was no severed head, only memories and scars. Not physical scars. But emotional scars.