Reality.
It played cruel tricks on the mind. Just when you thought everything was set in stone life throws you for a loop. I had been so sure I was alone. That Carnage had showed me my family's demise. That I was alone in this world to the point I opted for death. Funny how that turned out as well. Oh how the torture just continued...
Slipping into the darkness I left the two equines to find a source of water. My tentacles retracting into my body once again. I was too far from my precious salt water. I stumbled along. Pain surging through my body still. What was happening to me?!
I could smell the sea salt on the breeze so I knew I was getting close. The screeching of gulls overhead drowned out my own screams of agony. Stop! Just stop! I scream inside. The next wave sending me to my knees again. Flopping onto my side in defeat. Surely I was dying...
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The twisting of my guts stop as I feel a wetness around my hindquarters... Water I think to myself. Eagerly I stand to find my red eyes staring at a horrid creature. In surprise I shuffle backwards at the demonic being. It was black with a fish like tail and bright blue eyes. Thrashing about in the fluid surrounding it. I gasp in disgust. Anger quickly overcoming my fear. Tucking my muzzle to my breast I push up onto my hunches. Lifting my forelimbs into the air. Taking aim at the spawn of Satan...
Just as I am to crush the filthy beast I hear a thundering of hooves. A blur of black and silver barrels into my raised front quarter. Sending me twisting on my hunches to my right. Reconnecting with the turf I spin back to my left. Red eyes burning with hate of whoever distrupted me. I find his familiar silver apron and blue eyes. "How DARE you!" I hiss violently. Teeth gritting before I lunge forwards. Snapping my dull blades on his smokey hide. Willing me to rip a slit in the muscles lining his neck. STOP! He shouts. Sister it's me, your brother Imperial. His words fall on deaf ears. I didn't care who he was or what he was, "My name is Dynast! And I am NOT your sister! You are dead to me, you coward!" I turn to lunge forward again at the place my spawn had laid but I am met with his broad body. Gaurding the thing I had borne into this world, "It must DIE!"
I lunge again...and again. To no avail. Growing weaker with each passing breath. I had been without water for too long. Clenching my jaw, my blood red eyes burrowing into his, "FINE!! Do as you wish with it... But mark my words you will regret your decision. That is the spawn of SATAN! Bred of torture and lust. Nothing good will come of letting it live." Turning back to the taste of sea on the breeze I vanish into the darkness. Leaving my bloodline scraping at the dirt...where it belonged.
