Sometimes, life just hates you. When I was but a little colt, everything was so clear and happy. I didn't have friends, or any family to hang out with, but I had my mom and dad. My dad was an unicorn who had been an avid gambler, always winning and getting us the money we needed as well as the money from his job. My dad was one of the best mechanics you will ever see. He always put the family first, even in his own stubborn end. His talent was working with machinery. He could fix any piece of equipment with one spell that was passed from generation to generation.

My mom was a unicorn as well. She worked at a hospital as a nurse, even though she had enough knowledge and magic to be a doctor. Every time I hurt myself bad, she was nearby with her self-made healing spell. It could fix up a bruise, cut, or broken bone in a few seconds flat. She tried to get a meeting with Celestia to teach it, but Celestia was too busy with the endless matters of Equestria's fate. This land seems to just be full of problems, like Discord and Nightmare Moon, even if they happened after I became a full stallion.

The thing about me, is that I don't add up. My family has always been unicorns on both sides, but I was born a pegasus. Black coat, dark and light blue mane and tail, red markings over my coat, and sky blue eyes. The strangest part about me was my wings, though. I'll explain them later. If only the things that happened on that night hadn't, then maybe I wouldn't be where I am now. It all happened like this...

My mother, father and I were trotting home from a restaurant in Manehatten when it happened. We made a turn into an alley, the same alley we always use as a shortcut, and we saw them waiting for us. Three earthponies in the front, two circling in behind us. The center of the three stepped forward.

“Do you have the money, Crash?” My dad looked at the pony in the eyes with fear, slowly shaking his head. The stallion looked from his left to his right, and nodded to each pony. One of the ponies from behind grabbed me and the other my mom. “Then we’ll have to take one of these two....” The stallion made a insane laugh.

“Leave us alone!” I screamed at them. All it did was get me hit in my head with a free hoof.

My father looked sadly at the stallion. “Take me. Leave them out of this.” The stallion gave a nod and took something from his jacket’s pocket. A knife was hanging from his mouth as he trotted closer and closer to my dad. “Skyward, close your eyes.” The stallion was right in front of him now, eyes full of sickening pleasure.

I couldn’t close my eyes, not even as the knife slowly cut my dads throat open. Blood rushing from his neck onto his coat and ground, I couldn’t even yell. I turned to my mom, only to find her meeting the same fate. Something inside me snapped.

I gained an insane smile and facial expression. The group of stallions looked at me strangely. “I am going to take pleasure in ripping your bucking head off.” Was all the pony behind me heard as my wings lunged through my jacket into him. My wings were not normal, to say the least. Picture black knives for feathers, but you could control when they were blades. This was how it was with me, but back to the task at hoof.

The pony behind me fell without a single sound, except for the blood flowing on my body and from his. Within a second I flew to my left, wings outstretched as far as they could go, and I cut off the pony’s head. I flapped my wings to get the blood off as the last three were frozen in fear.

“Celestia save us...” The leader said in a hushed voice, forcing a laugh. At the sound of my laughter, they all were filled with even more fear.

“She can’t help you now, but don’t worry. I will make your death very enjoyable, for me at least.” I said as I flew to the pony on his left. My right wing met with his side, spilling out his blood and some of his intestines. I circled and repeated it with the last bodyguard. While I had been ‘having my fun’, the leader had tried to escape.

I flew after him, keeping low to leave some cuts in his legs. My wings connected with his legs and cut his right two off, and damaged his left two. As he collapsed to the ground screaming bloody murder, I slowly made my way to his face.

His eyes were full of fear. “What are you...?” He managed to choke out in quick, hoarse voice.

I smiled at his fearful statement. The prey has become the predator. “Me? I am the nightmare you wake up sweating and screaming from. And you, you released that by killing my father. Now, enjoy hell, you piece of shit.”

I extended my left wing and put it towards his stomach. The best place to stab or shoot somepony, as it will cause the acid in your stomach to exit and slowly eat at your insides. I slowly stabbed through his skin and did what I intended, quickly retracting my wings to my side. His screams were drowned out as I flew to the sky, paying my final respects to my father.

I felt my tears finally showing up as I flew in no set direction. The only family I had is laying in their blood, and I have no friends to go to. Why does the universe hate me so much? No pony would take me in, not even my mom and dad's friends would take me in after what I have done.

I landed on a random roof and just sat there, letting all my tears and wails out into the open air. "I am... Alone..."

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