Little By Little...
I was alone.
Surrounded by darkness.
Forever.
No light without her.
Nothing without her.
Still alone.
No sleep.
Nothing.
Never without her.
Pain.
My heart aches.
So much.
Because of the killer.
I thought she was my friend.
But she left me.
She made the one I loved leave me.
I hate her.
Her punishment isn't enough.
I stood up in the darkness of my room that was now messy, taking a decision.
The curtains were down as if to drown my sorrow.
My bedroom door opened and a young dragon stepped in.
I could smell his fear.
"You going somewhere Twilight?" he gently asked, avoiding my gaze as he nervously fiddled with his claws.
I didn't reply and marched pass him, ignoring him.
He had probably known one of my friends was going to kill Rainbow Dash.
They all knew it.
They just wanted me to suffer.
But I'll make them suffer ten times worse.
They'll all feel my pain.
My sorrow.
My broken heart.
Rainbow would have wanted it.
I'm sure of that.
My wings opened once I was outside and without thinking, I took the direction of the asylum, my mind numb and my gaze strait.
A yellow pony with a green mane asked me who I was here to see once I arrived.
She was sweet. I guess.
But she was probably just being nice so that I would forgive her.
Because now I'm certain that everypony was plotting against Rainbow Dash and me.
I just can't trust them.
I can't trust anypony.
I remember telling her I was here for Pinkie Pie, gritting my teeth so I wouldn't jump on her and kill her.
Oh.
Kill..
The word was new.
Yet... So appealing.
I remember walking through the empty corridors of the depressing asylum, not sure what I wanted to do.
I remember blasting open the door of Pinkie's cell.
Her shocked look.
Her face becoming terrified.
Then she understood what I was here for and scrambled for the exit.
But I didn't let her escape.
Oh no.
I remember very clearly what had happened that night.
Her screams.
Her cries.
Her supplications.
Begging for mercy as I held her pinned to the wall.
But I just continued hitting her until blood splattered over the floor, adding a gloomy touch to the already creepy room.
Until her screams died down.
Until she didn't move any more.
Until the silence came back.
Her mane wasn't all puffed up now.
It was flat, laying on the floor soaked by the blood.
That vision made me think of Rainbow's death.
The shouts of terror that had echoed through Ponyville that day had woken me up and I had ran to Sugar Cube Corner to discover the most horrible image in my life.
My Rainbow.
My friend.
My 'crush'.
My sunshine.
Dead.
All had become a blur around me.
And that was the day I learned that you shouldn't trust anypony.
She had been tortured for pony's sake!
Her missing wings and painful expression to the end, plus the open stomach had broken me beyond words...
A few tears ran down my cheeks and mixed with the blood on the floor, surprising me.
I thought I didn't have any left.
But seeing Pinkie Pie dead like that...
I recall smiling at her dead corpse, knowing that I had killed her and that she would have the right judgement in hell.
I had avenged my love.
Then I rushed out of the place of her murder and flew back to the castle, feeling free under the moonlight as I was flapping my wings with happiness.
It was amazing how fast time had gone by.
Already night.
Yesterday night I was laying on my bed thinking about her.
And about her killer.
My castle arrived into view faster than I'd expect it too...
My hooves echoed on the crystal grounds of my castle, still passing Spike without saying a word.
He had asked me why I had blood all over my face and hooves with a terrified voice, taking a few steps back.
My ears had twitched at the sound of his beautiful - oh so beautiful - cracked voice.
Then there had been a weird sensation...
It was like I was forgetting some of my old memories.
And what was the thing called that I wanted to inflict to him again...?
Ah yes!
Pain.
More pain.
Pinkie simply wasn't enough.
I had turned to him, smiling in the most frightening way I could possibly do.
He was going to pay... to pay for everything he had done...
Just like the others.
And Pinkie.
But their deaths will be slower.
Better.
My face has gotten closer to his and I saw that he was doing everything in his power to not take a step back.
"Killed..." I mumbled, unintentionally twitching my left eye. "Killed!" A maniacal laugh escaped from my mouth. "Killed! Poof! Dead! Gone!"
Spike had cowered down to the floor, sobbing and too terrified to move an inch.
And just to add some more fright and to inflict more pain, I slowly moved one of my bloody hooves up in the air.
Then...
I kicked it.
Licked the blood.
It tasted good.
"I want... more..."
My strange muttering and crazy moves were probably too much for that stupid killer.
A letter sent in a hurry and a magical 'poof!' later, Princess Celestia was here, trying to nurse me back to normal.
But I didn't listen.
I couldn't.
Not without her.
I hadn't avenged her completely.
But I was certainly going to finish the job...
It was going to be good...
Slow...
Painful...
I'll make them go mad.
Make them suffer.
It'll be fun.
I'm sure Rainbow will be proud.
Rainbow... I love you. You'll see. I'll prove my love. I'll prove it well...