It’s been three days since we met Sira, all of which I spent inside, doing fucking nothing (okay it was spent fucking with my artificial foot, fucking with Ardiente, and just plain fucking Ardiente, but still). But wait, guess what? Today’s my birthday!

...

...

Yeah, I have no idea why that’s so important to people. When you’re alive, it’s just another year closer to death. When you’re dead, it doesn’t fucking matter much because, well, let’s face it; you’re fucking dead. When you’re a Wraith, you’re practically immortal, so what does it matter.

Short answer? I don’t know. Long answer? I don’t fucking know. So I would’ve turned twenty one if I was still alive, who cares? Just would’ve been more of the old rape and torture. Hooray.

Oh well, might as try and enjoy it, I’ve never gotten the chance to do that before.

I got out of bed kind of late, showered, and got dressed. Seeing as most of my other clothes needed to be cleaned, and I wasn’t going to go around naked all day, I was forced to put on something I really didn’t want to buy, but the clothes lady insisted so I did.

A dress. I am telling you right now, I had no want, need, or intention on buying it, but the damn mare who made it was so fucking insistent that I had to. It was a simple thing, a two inch strap over each shoulder, and the whole thing went down to my shins. My boots didn’t exactly flatter it, and I had no other shoes, so barefoot today everybody!

I had decided to let everyone else sleep in while I went into town around noon. Well, Feral came with me, and he even let me catch a ride on his back. Fucking awesome wolf right there.

As he walked into town, myself lying on his back while staring at the sky... Okay, yeah, turns out having darkness powers really makes it hurt when looking anywhere near the sun. Maybe that’s why I dislike Celestia so much. Fucking ow.

Anyway, Feral waked into town, myself lying on his back, not fucking staring at the sky, wondering what to do.

“Hey, there’s the birthday girl.” Dean’s voice interrupted my thoughts.

I looked up from where I was laying and saw him, “Oh, hey Dean, I- Wait, how’d you know it’s my birthday?”

He shrugged, smiling, “Death.”

“Ah, makes sense I guess.” I got up from Feral’s back and stretched “Did he tell you how old I would be turning?”

He shook his head, looking confused, “Seventeen, right?”

I just about fell right on my ass in surprise. Seventeen? Seventeen? Do I really look that young? I shook my head, “You honestly think I’m seventeen years old?”

His head tilted, “Aren’t you?”

“No...” I scratched my head in confusion before continuing, “I’m twenty one.”

He froze, eyes wide, “Wha...” He shook his head, “I mean, What? You’re so... well, small.”

Oh... Well, I think I actually know why he thinks that. “If I remember correctly, they coated my skeleton in metal when I was around... Fifteen or sixteen, I think, so I guess my body sort of stopped growing.”

He raised an eyebrow, “Coated in metal...? What? What do you mean?”

I stared at him blankly before realization hit me, “Oh yeah, I don’t think I told many people about that one, actually. Well, one of the experiments the researchers at A.N.G.E.L. performed had to do with increasing bone strength, and with that whole “Croatoan” stuff messing with them, they went with coating my entire skeleton in some really strong metal.” I activated my claws and used one to cut a finger open to show him, “See? All metal and shit.”

His eyes hardened as he stared at the metal finger, “More reasons... Oh I’m going to enjoy this...”

I raised an eyebrow, “Enjoy... What?”

“I remember you mentioning an organization that performed this shit on you. I asked Death about it, and he told me the name. Here’s your birthday gift,” He then produced a bloody dripping large bag and threw it at me, making me catch it, “The heads of every scientist of the organization.”

Holy shit what the fuck! I opened it, and sure enough, some recognizable, yet very bloody heads looked up at me. I picked up the one on top.

“Well fuck me, it’s Jeriah!”

Dean smiled, “Squealed like a pig when I stuck him with a pipe.”

I would respond to that but HAHAHA I have been waiting too long to do this. I dropped the head to the ground, then proceeded to stomp it into a paste. I then picked up a wad of it and threw it a good few hundred feet yelling, “FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING RAPIST! BURN IN HELL!”

“I also told Louis to put him in the rape pits in hell. He’s now getting penetrated in every orifice on his body. Along with every other researcher. Happy birthday Sarah.”

I pumped both fists into the air, “BEST FUCKING BIRTHDAY EVER!” I then wrapped Dean in a hug, “THANK YOU!”

Dean patted my head laughing, “No problem Sarah.”

“Oh, yeah, you just completely fucking destroyed the bane of my existence! No big deal.” I cannot describe how happy I am. Nothing can ruin this.

Dean looked around, “You know, I’m glad we’re in a random area that isn’t populated, it would be awkward to explain this.”

“Don’t care. Besides, Jay apparently gave someone a “wingboner”, I think it was called, in the middle of town, so this would hardly be bad.”

Dean raised an eyebrow, “Wingboner?”

“Yeah, people with wings get them when they're aroused or something like that. Makes their wings spring out and go all stiff.”

He then turned stiff, “Oh dear lord I didn’t...”

I raised an eyebrow, “Didn’t what?”

He shook his head, “Never mind, don’t worry about it.”

“Well...” We all turned to look at... Oh hey it’s James. And who’s the girl with the pink hair?  “Someone seems happy.” He turned to Dean. “She’s here by the way. Said she wanted to talk to you.”

Dean’s eyes widened as he turned away, “Welp, I’ve gotta go, so see ya!”

“Uh, I’m still holding on, and I don’t really feel like letting go at the moment.” I said.

Dean groaned as he lifted me groaning a bit from the weight, “Fine, be that way.” He then jumped onto the tallest building and sat, “At least I’ll have time to hide.”

“Who are you even hiding from?”

Dean sighed, “My ex.”

“Oohhh... What does “ex” mean in that context?”

He stared at me blankly, “Seriously? Ugh... It means my former girlfriend.”

“Oi, I was raised in a medical facility with no outside connections, sorry if I don’t know many common phrases.” I love sarcasm, it’s fun.

He poked me in the sides, “Hey, no sarcasm from you, shorty.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll totally cut down on the sarcasm.”

“Smartarse.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Dean laughed, “Whatever birthday girl.”

I laughed as well, “But really, who is it you’re running from? I might’ve met them already.”

“Amy Hindenburg.”

I frowned, “Oh Jesus, the “heartbreak is the worst thing in existence” girl.”

“Hey, I resent that!”

I turned around and saw Amy, “Don’t fucking care.” I then looked back at Dean, “Amy’s here.”

“Oh fuck me...” Dean groaned.

“This your latest catch Dean?”

My head shot back to Amy, “I’ll fucking kill ya, ya fucking dog fucking... Fuck!”

She ignored me and looked at Dean. “We need to talk.”

Dean sighed, “I’m a bit tied up here.” He looked to me, “Could you let me go now?”

I let go, “Sure, but you might have to hold me back to stop me from hitting her in the fucking face. I’m trying to be nicer, but she just plain pisses me off.”

Dean sighed, “Fine, fine... looks like she’s staying Amy. You have the floor now.”

She stared at the ground and started scraping her foot in a circle. She looked up at Dean “I... I’m sorry.”

She makes all that fucking trouble-

Dean’s eyes widened, “Say again?”

She glared at the ground to avoid his gaze before yelling at Dean with tears in her eyes. “I SAID I’M SORRY! I’VE BEEN A STUPID FUCKING IDIOT AND IT TOOK ME THIS LONG TO FUCKING REALIZE IT! HAPPY!”

On the outside, I was silent. On the inside, however, this was happening: OH PRAISE THE FUCKING LORD SHE FINALLY FUCKING GETS IT! YOU ARE FUCKING STUPIDER THAN I AM, AND I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE U.S. IS! WHICH IS APPARENTLY FUCKING NORMAL TO KNOW!

Amy trembled with her fist clenched. “I-If it wasn’t for Sarah and Alex... I would still be hunting down your ass.”

I resisted the urge to shout: YOU DON’T FUCKING SAY!?

Dean sighed in annoyance, “That’s it. I’m fucking done.” He then glared at her, “I’ve blamed myself the entire time, hating myself for getting close to anyone because they might get hurt for being anywhere near me. I’ve had to run myself ragged, trying to make the world we live in a better place for not only monsters, but humans to live in as well! I’ve harbored the hate of most of the civilized and supernatural world, AND I’M FUCKING DONE!” He shouted as his eyes began glowing, “Tell me, why do you feel the fucking need to try and kill me?”

“I don’t know... I was so ANGRY with you. I thought we had something, and then you just ended it! I... I... “ She fell to her knees and trembled. “I lost control... The one thing I promised myself I wouldn’t let happen... and I just... freaked out! I felt so much rage... I... I...”

My face was completely calm, masking the large amount of GOOD FUCKING GOD ALMIGHTY I WAS TORTURED AND RAPED FOR SEVENTEEN YEARS AND I DON’T WHINE THIS MUCH! that I was currently feeling.

Amy grew a pair of wolf ears and a tail, tears started falling from under her bangs. “I’m so sorry... It was all my fault... I’m so sorry....”

Dean relaxed as he walked over to her and hugged her, sighing, “It’s... fine. I’m still angry, but I’m happy that you’ve finally gotten over it. I’m also sorry for not better explaining why I broke up with you.”

If I were him, her head would be on the fucking moon right now.

She broke down and started sobbing on his shoulder. Her ears folded back and she continued to cry. After about a minute or two she finally stopped. “Th-thank you....”

Dean chuckled and scratched her ear, “No problem.” Amy’s tail started wagging as he scratched, causing her eyes to roll slightly into the back of her head.

“... What the fuck? No, really, what the fuck?” I stared at them with a slightly disgusted look, “That’s just... Weird. Please don’t do it in front of me.”

Dean rolled his eyes, “Coming from you, that’s not that much of an insult.”

Amy continued to wag her tail... Don’t think she heard me.

I walked right up to her and shouted, “If you are done being masturbated via ear, I would like to leave!”

She snapped out of her trance and started glowing silver. “Oh... uuuuuh. You didn’t see anything!”

“Oh yeah, and I’m telling your brother too.” I then thought that over and grinned, “Well, you two will have that in common now! You both got off on physical contact in a completely non-sexual place via another man!”

She glared at me with her eyes flashing yellow. “IF YOU TELL HIM A SINGLE DETAIL ABOUT THIS I WILL GUT YOU!”

“Already got a girlfriend, plus I don’t really like you. Sorry.”

Dean sighed, “Amy, enough. Sarah, just... don’t.”

Amy looked over at him in shock before huffing and turning away. “Just... Make her promise not to tell him about...” She motioned to her ears and tail, “This.”

Dean facepalmed, “Honestly, I don’t see why you haven’t told him yet, but fine.” He let her go and walked over to me, “I’m asking you as a friend, just... don’t tell James about her ears and tail. That’s all I’m asking.”

I shrugged, “I wasn’t going to anyway. I have no idea what they are, just figured they were a genetic mutation of some form.”

Amy stared at me with one of her eyes twitching. “Just... what?”

I raised an eyebrow at her, “What? I grew up in a genetics facility. Every extremity to the human body might be a mutation. If it’s not, it’s not.”

Dean stared at me blankly, “Alright then. There, problem solved.”

Amy shrugged before hiding her ears and tail. “I’ll take what I can get... I need to find James and make sure he doesn’t blow something up.”

Dean laughed, “Odds are that he has enough common sense to do something like that.”

I walked over to the edge of the building and looked down, then back at Amy while asking, “He’s down there, right?”

Amy looked at me in confusion. “Uh, yeah. Why?”

“Oh, no reason,” I said, “just the fact that a bag full of severed heads is also down there, as well as a head that I sort of stomped into paste. Oh, and Feral, and I kind of forgot to feed him lately.”

“QUIT BITING MY LEG!! TAKE THE HEAD! TAKE IT!!”

“Aaaaand there’s my call.” I jumped off the building, hitting the ground with a heavy thud, and ran over to where I saw James, who was currently waving a head in front of Feral, who was biting his leg. Guess that should’ve been obvious, given what he shouted, but I felt the need to say it.

He turned to me and started to yell more. “CALL OFF THE MUTT! CALL OFF THE MUTT!!!”

He’s a four and a half foot tall wolf, not a mutt.

I shook my head and ran over, “Get off him Feral!” I grabbed the wolf around the waist and pulled him off. “Bad wolf.” I then turned to James, “You alright?”

He started to get up when a girl with pink hair ran up. “OH MY GOSH! Are you alright!?”

He turned to her. “Don’t worry Meg. I’m fine.” He stood and winced as he leaned on his good leg. “I’ve had worse. Man that wolf has some bite to it’s bark.”

“What did you expect from a wolf bigger than most people?” I asked.

“I expected him to go for my throat. That’s what happened last time...”

I shrugged, “Sucks to be you.”

He laughed of all things. “Well when you’re as unlucky as I am that’s kind of a given.”

I was curious, so I asked, “What’s the most unlucky thing to have happened to you?”

He stopped laughing and stared at me for a while. His normally joyful smile slowly dropped to a serious frown. “Losing both my parents.”

I wanted to say GOOD FUCKING GOD DOES YOUR FAMILY EVEN KNOW WHAT BAD LUCK IS but I bit that comment back. Instead, I said, “Well, better than torture and rape for most of your life. At least you have a reason to be sad or angry, one that isn’t fucking relationship issues.”

He chuckled as he smiled and shook his head. “Yeah, I guess you gotta point there.”

And he just laughed about torture and rape! Ladies and gentlemen, my new... Fourteenth least favorite person!

I gave him a strained grin, “Hehe, yeah, I do don’t I? I really fucking do...”

He stared at me for a second before his face paled. “Oh... shit you weren’t joking. Fuck me, I’m sorry.”

“Oh no,” I said as I leaned in with a smile, “it’s perfectly fine. It’s not like the scars and the missing arm were any hints. An honest fucking mistake, I’m sure.”

He looked around nervously between me and Feral. “I honestly thought that you got those from training him... I’ve seen some other trainers and they had twice as many scars.”

I HAVE ABOUT FOUR THOUSAND OF THE FUCKING THINGS, WHAT PERSON HAS THAT MANY, DUMBASS!?

“Think about it,” I said, “I can’t have been in Equestria for that long, and Feral is an Equestrian breed of wolf. Even if the scars were from that, they would still be healing.” I felt the corners of my mouth starting to split as my smile grew wider.

He stared at me in fear before going deadpan. “God, I’m an idiot.”

The pink haired girl started to pull him by the sleeve away from me. “I-I’m sorry but we need to go. Right James? You still need to pick something up from the library?”

Before James could respond, I appeared right in front of them, my cheeks split halfway and my teeth showing... And the fucking split personality is back. Fuck me.

“Oh don’t go~” she said, “I wanted to talk some more~” My eyes started to glow blood red.

James fell to the ground as he stared right into my eyes. “No.... no.. no...nonono!” The girl tried to help him up but he kept sliding himself back. “S-stay away from me! Y-you’re just a figment of my imagination! That’s all!”

The girl started to back away slowly. “J-James?”

I bent down, trying to fucking stop her, but she kept control. She got within centimeters of his face and said, “I’m very real, James~ Very, very real~”

His eyes shrank to pinpricks as he screamed. He flipped over and started to crawl away as fast as he could until he stumbled and fell to the ground.

I appeared on top of him, holding him down with my foot. Bending down, I opened my mouth to take a bite of his face before jerking back, holding my head in my hands. “J-James... No, you aren’t getting your body back, Sarah~! James, you need t- I said NO~! To listen to m-me. You have a g-gun, right?”

He looked at me in fear and confusion before fumbling with his gun. The entire time the girl was watching in fear.

“That thing-” I was interrupted by my claw flying up to punch me across the face, “t-that thing can turn into d-different weapons. R-right?” He shakily nodded. “G-good, You won’t stop me~! I’ll kill y- got a sh-shotgun?”

He nodded and looked at his gun. “S-scatter shot.” The cobalt gun morphed into a double barrel sawn-off.

I nodded, then grabbed the gun with both hands and pointed it at my forehead, “S-shoot me- NO! Shoot me in the head... The trauma s-should rattle her enough to- to let me get control b-back.”

James stared at me in shock. “W-wah?”

“I- I have a f-fucking titanium skull!” I shouted impatiently, “I’ll fucking l-live. Shoot!”

He flinched and pulled the trigger.

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