Those Nights

by lunasroyalguard4life3


Quote the Raven

Dear Journal

So now that you, yes you do you still think I cant see you I say you must think I`am insane, mad, or even twisted and you would be right I cant say I blame you but whatever. Now where was I... oh yes after my family was murdered, some people call it a slaughter- others a massacre, I call it a awakening but cant explain why I`ll just jump in and continue where I left off.

After starring at it for about a half hour or maybe an hour I could`t tell I came to my senses and charger through the door and went out to my son. When I got to him I tried lifting his body of the tree but it did`t work then I bucked the tree, I kept bucking I started feeling blood gently run over my coat I kept going though hoping to knock him down, hoping he was still alive. I was so focused on the tree and my son I did`t realize the crowd forming around me wondering what was going on only watching no one was helping just muttering to the others around them asking what was going on. Then I looked up to see my son being lifted from the branch his noose was tied to by two pegusi one was a pale yellow coated pony, with pk hair, and three butterflies for a cutiemark. The other was a cyan pony, with a rainbow colored mane, and a lightning bolt for a cutiemark. I rushed to my son hugging him and seeing if he was okay I saw the slashes on his wrist with the dried blood all around them, the rope mark around his neck, and then I saw the one thing I thought I would`t see dried blood around his hind legs. It hit me all at once with enough force to knock Celestia down I realized that the men did`t only kill my family the raped my son at the same point, I looked to the cyan pony and asked w.. whe..wheres th.... wheres the hospital, she looked at me and said he`s gone sir there`s nothing that nurse Redheart or anyone could do, I asked again this time mostly begging for her to show me where the hospital is please just show me I need to know he could still live just please tell me, she starred at me and just flew away the other pony that was with her I heard her sobbing I was going to ask her but she flew away to quickly and I sat there alone I cant remember when I started to cry but I was I took my sons body put him on my back and started walking down the dirt road I felt the dirt start sticking to my bloody hoof`s but I did`t care at that point, as I was walking down the road I started to tell my son everything was going to be okay and I was going to make everything better.

A couple days later I had to barrier both my son and wife, I started gong to bars more frequently, I was at bars more frequently getting drunk and making sure my problems get shoved down by the cider, but it never works I always have that feeling that I let them down. One night after going to the bar I walked around town and stumbled into the Everfree Forest, I was a little drunk but not enough to forget what happened, I was walking when I heard a noise it was two ponies I remembered them by their voices they were the two who murdered my family, I sat there staring at them for awhile and thought of something I wonder how they sound when they scream.


I sneaked over to where they were and planned what to do I grabbed my knife that I had on me, I started carrying a knife after that night I took it and once I was sure I was behind one of them I jumped out of the bush I was hiding in and jabbed the knife right into is face and then, after that was done I quickly went after the other one and hit him in the head with a rock I found, I did`t kill this man because I want to have some fun with him.



So know you got to see how I got my revenge, well a little of it anyway but I did`t want to spoil it for you I want to see how many of you decide to leave and abandon this story or how many of you continue to read it I just want to know who is crazy at this point because I still believe that some of you can do what I do, that some of you can wake up and smell the stench of dried blood all over you, to feel the drive and excitment after and before the kill, and to see the hope, will, and dreams you crush after you do it.