Black-death Viper
Hello. My name is Black-death Viper. I was once a normal filly, but then my parents died on my sixth birthday. Don't worry, I killed their killer. My mom was Bright Shadow, armoror and weapons-maker for the Royal Guard. My dad was Green Pie, a rock farmer from, Guess Where? Yep, Rockville. I was supposed to start school that day. Instead I got my cutie mark. It's... You Guessed it. A black Viper. I killed the stallion with a mixing spoon to the eye. He tortured them before he killed fthem. Dad screamed and yelled like the soft, lovable sissy he was. Mom, all she did was tell him that he would regret her death. She was strong, no tears, no screams, not even twitching or whimpering in pain. She just told him he'd regret her death over and over again. I don't think she knew that it would be me making him regret her death. Then I left the house for the first time in my entire life. I had never even seen outside before now. All I took with me is some food, my blanket, and my stuffed pony Smartypants. For the next year-ish time frame, I lived in a mostly dark hallway between two buildings.
Things changed though on a day that was going good for me. I had a full belly, it wasn't raining or cold, everything was going to plan. But then some large male ponies decided to ruin my day. I mean, who does that?! They did this by back a purple filly about my size who had a horn into my home. Well, let me tell you, I was not happy. I went up to them, and I told them to get out or else. I guess I was scary or something, because the ran away so fast, the smaller one dropped his hat. It was white and had CSGU on it in gold embro-/embri-/embra-/ thread. Well I went and put the hat on my head before I turned and looked at the horned filly. Unknown to me, this filly would change my life.
She looked at her hooves and thanked me. She wanted to know why I saved her from those other ponies.
I answered with, "I didn't approve of their be-have-eyore" She giggled and said
"Um, hi. My name is Twilight Sparkle. What's yours?"
"Uh, Black-death. You look weird, Twilight-Sparkle."
"Huh? How?"
"Your coat is all shiny and," I rubbed my cheek on her side "soft."
"That's because I wash it on a daily basis."
"Can my coat be like that too?"
"Yes, of course it can."