Chapter 1
Diamond. Tiara. DIE. MOND. TEE. ARA. God I hate that name so much. That name is the source of all my anger and rage and hate and every single other negative emotion out there. She is the bane of my existence. So in order to get revenge on her, I’m going to have to do something completely out of the ordinary for somepony like me. Or maybe it is completely ordinary. Oh well, I’ll define what’s ordinary later.
I haven’t even mentioned my name. Maybe I shouldn’t tell you, otherwise they’ll get me. I don’t know who or what or even why, I just know that they’ll get me if I even utter a single syllable of my name, so no mentioning of that word. EVER! Now that we have that delightful thought out of the way, I’ll give you a bit of a background about me.
My name is ----- you almost had me going there but I caught that trick. I have a pale-blue coat and an exceptionally dark blue mane and tail. I modelled the style off of Vinyl Scratch. I just love her work. I don’t have a cutie mark yet and I’ve got a single mum. My dad died a couple of years after I was born. I’m an Earth pony and I go to the same school as the infamous Cutie Mark Crusaders, or CMC as they like to be called.
Oh! I almost forgot the reason I’m writing this. I really hate that Diamond Tiara. She not only made the CMC’s lives, as well as mine, a living hell, but as soon as she thought that Silver Spoon was plotting against her, she started to go all out on her too. Silver Spoon defected and decided to join the CMC. God that day was glorious. Sadly, though, no blood was spilled. I love spilling blood, but I have to keep it all bottled up, lest I hit an innocent bystander out of anger.
I actually did that once. They locked me up in a mental institution because of it. I eventually got out but then Diamond Tiara got back into my life and twisted it into her own plaything. Why do I keep mentioning I hate her? Because I just do! I’m now going to tell you of one particular day where Diamond Tiara bullied my friends. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
There she was. Diamond Tiara. Sitting just a few desks away from me and a little to the left. Why it’s always to the left I have no idea, it just was. Diamond Tiara was laughing it off with a friend of hers. It wasn’t Silver Spoon because it didn’t look anything like a filly. It looked like it was Pipsqueak. But that wasn’t possible. Pipsqueak doesn’t even have his cutie mark! So why would he be with Diamond Tiara?
Then Miss Cheerilee told us to go outside to recess. We all ran out, but I stayed in the shadows. My friends were used to this, so they just ignored me. I was fine with that. Diamond Tiara walked out by herself and she headed over to the playground. No doubt to terrorize the CMC. I was right. Tiara started to verbally abuse them. I was too far away to hear anything, so I was content to just watch. It looked like Sweetie Belle and Applebloom were standing up for Scootaloo. I wanted to intervene and help the CMC, but this was just too good to pass up.
“Hi!” A bright pink pony popped up beside me, holding a bag of popcorn in her hooves. I was startled.
“What did you do that for?” I asked quietly.
“I wanted to see what you were doing. What are you doing anyway?”
“I’m watching Diamond Tiara bully the CMC. I’m also thinking about killing her in her sleep,” I answer casually, without turning around.
“Yeesh! I’ll just watch you instead.” Pinkie Pie leaned in close. Close enough that we were almost kissing. I leaned away and looked over to where I last saw the group. I couldn’t see them. They must have all gone back inside. I excused myself so that I could go and look for my friends inside the school.
Back inside I was surprised to find everypony seated. The bell must have rung without me noticing. I quickly took my place and waited for Miss Cheerilee to come in. She walked into the classroom and there were two ponies trailing behind her. I couldn’t believe that my parents were here! Actually, why were they here?
My parents spotted me and told me to go outside. The other kids in the room snickered. When my parents confronted me, they said that Pinkie told them about me telling her that I was planning to kill Diamond Tiara.
“Why did she tell you that!?”
“Keep your voice down!” my dad snapped at me.
“Why should I?” I asked just as quietly.
“So that the other ponies don’t find out about your dangerous side,” mum whispered.
“Oh, so I have a dangerous side now, don’t I?” My voice was threatening to release all the anger I had felt during the day.
“Yes. Ever since you destroyed that poor filly’s life …” I felt saddened at that. I just let my anger get out of control and I
managed to hit some innocent pony. I think I saw her at the hospital in a wheelchair once.
“I’ll ask again then. Why did she tell you about that?”
“She told us because she was worried about you. You know how she doesn’t like it when somepony thinks of something evil to do, like, for example, killing Diamond Tiara in her sleep,” dad answered.
“She was just worried about me, so she told you and then you came over here to scold me for something I haven’t even done? I just said I was planning to do it. I didn’t actually mean I would do it!” My parents visibly relaxed. I could still see the fear in their eyes though. They were still afraid I’d blow up with even the slightest slip-up.
I felt like rolling my eyes, my parents never understood, they think I'll actually kill somepony, innocent that is, though they think she is innocent too. So what if I did knock her off while she slept, the world may yet thank me for it.