With a moon's full height Twilight is gone, Spike along with her. At once eyes turn to me, livid anger and hate glowing at me.
I feel sick to my stomach, a feeling of agony clutches my heart. What was I thinking? Scratches decorate me, along with filth from the crater I'd been in. I try look away but the glares surround me, burning my chest. In all honesty the teenager brainwashed thing only occurred to me after I became a demon. Before...All I wanted was to prove to Celestia was I was powerful. Instead I humiliated myself, now I have nothing. Although Twilight's friends said they'd help...
Despite this slightly more cheerful thought, tears prick, washing down my face.
"Oh now you feel bad." Rainbow Dash snaps. "You didn't feel bad when you tore apart our friendship!" Her loyal reputation for her friends proceeds her. She's right, but I flinch at her harsh comment.
"Or when you insulted us and our families ways." Applejack adds.When did I....oh. Right.
"You sabotaged me when I ran for Spring Fling." Rarity continues.
"Plus sabotaged the party." Pinkie finishes. Only Fluttershy remains quiet but even her usually kind face is cold.
The tears fall more at all the reminders.
"Forget about us trying to be friends with you." Applejack states, the five walking off. I feel my shoulders slump as everyone disperses, leaving me with the damage. Luna and Celestia are also giving me cold looks. I sniff slightly, wiping my eyes with my sleeve.
"What will my punishment be?" I ask, my voice hollow. Already my confidence has escaped, leaving me vulnerable and breakable.
"Firstly you'll repair the damages." Celestia sternly says. "Then detention every night for six months." Fair enough. I nod in understanding, but disliking it. I mean noone would like it.
I missed an opportunity. I could've returned to Equestria, started over. Noone would've recognised me. Instead I stayed here, where everyone hates me. But...I guess...it is what I deserve. In fact I deserve worse, which is a truly negative thought. I don't care though. It is negative, a complete mirror of my damn choices which lead to this. I cant let Snips and Snails idolise me anymore. What if they wind up like me? I'm not forcing that on anyone. Ultimately it'll go wrong, unbearably so. I have enough guilt as it is. I cant cope with more.