Sometimes life can be cruel. Sometimes its kind. Other times its just plain mean. The story of my life though, was cruelness. So when something went right, it didnt stay right. It started one day, not sure when exacly but it felt like morning, Amythist had been acting odd ever since he woke. I always kept my sword on me, because wolves could show up at any moment, but I'd never known him to even keep one around. He skipped breakfast in favore of polishing his sword. Than spent a full hour sharpining it. I never really expected vilonce out of him. Yet, isn't the things we least expect the things we can count on to play out? It was around the time I made lunch when he approched me and Stone Cold.
"Why is it that I'm always the third wheel? Why do you always get the girl? Why can't I ever be the one that gets the happy ending?" He drew his sword on us, and I could see it in his eyes. He wanted our blood. "It's my turn to get what I want!" he thrust his sword my way, but I ducked just in the nick of time. His sword still hit a target though. In a single instance Stone Colds blood spilled all across the ground. In another instance he was gone. Stollen from my life, from my heart. I drew my sword in blind fury.
"We trusted you!" I screamed at him as I charged him with my blade.
"Stone Cold was my best friend before we even met you! You have no right to steal him from me!" Finally our blades met. For a time that felt to me like forever, but was more like ten minutes, our blades met each other over and over. Finally I put everything I had left in one powerful swing of my neck, and his sword flew from his grip. He laid in front of me with a pained expression.
"Well, you did it. Come on, kill me! Let me loose!" he yelled at me. With one final stab, I lost another friend. I was again alone, again cold, and again sad.
I spent the next few hours digging two holes just outside the mouth of the, not my, cave. All the while feeling numb. Before me were two graves, one from a friend, one from somepony a little more. In my heart laid two holes as well. Ones that nothing could fill.