Pinkie, why are you sooo stupid.
You are scum.
You're nothing.
You don't deserve to live.
Don't worry Pinkie.
Death is always always a way out you know.
Everything you touch dies.
Even your own sisters.
They died for you.
And this is how you repay them.
Weak weak weak weak weak WEAK!
"SHUT UP!"
"The voices, they never stop, never never never. NOPE! They were the ones who told me to kill them. HAHAHA, yes it wasn't me! I wasn't the one, they were! Not me not me not ME! Poor Blinkie, never had a chance did she. She was so weak. I just wanted Daddy to stop! Blinkie, poor Blinks; she was my father's daughter, and my mother's,same with Inks! Different Daddy for me though! Mommy was bad, very BAD! Daddy was mad when he first saw me. He hit Mommy. Mommy cry, Mommy went away. No Mommy, Mommy comes back, but Daddy started hitting. He started hitting EVERYONE.
"PINKAMENA DIANE PIE, GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE AND MINE ROCKS, OR ELSE YOU'LL WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN!", came the harsh voice of her father, clearly enraged.
"Oh father, if only you knew, I already do"
Pinkie Pie shuddered at the memory, and even more at the memory that came soon after that. She was scared, so scared. What if thinking of her made her come? She did not know, and so she tried to avoid telling Luna of the first time. That first encounter with the beast. The beast with her face.
"Princess Luna?"
"Yes Pinkie Pie? What is the subject thou thought to ask?"
"What if she comes back? What if telling of her triggers her to take over?"
"I spoke of Nightmare, yet she did not return, why should your dark side come when spoke of, no matter how many times I recall the monster I became, does that monster return my dear element.
"But-"
"There is no chance she will come, and if she does, I will know it is not thou I am speaking to.
" Well it all started out on the fields one day...
A young pink pony with ruler straight hair slowly split rocks apart, and pushed them into differently colored piles. Suddenly she jolted, her eyes rolled back into her head, and fell back onto the hard ground and rocks. Red blood started to pool around her snout and upper head. Suddenly, her eyes opened, once bright baby blue, they were dark red and glared with anger.
"Hello my little ponies, are you ready to hide and scream? Well I am!"
Pinkie shook as she told the story, recalling the horrified look on her sister's faces as she regain control of her mind. She told Luna how the instances grew more and more often, until something horrible happened one. She took over, completely. Her father was ballistic, throwing furniture, hitting everything he could without hurting himself. Her mother sat in the corner, lifeless. She had lost all hope, all love. Later when Pinkie ran away from home, it was thought she also ran away, but she actually became something no one wanted to admit, a changeling.
" I ain't gonna have a sicko daughter ya hear me? If I have ta beat the sick out of ya head I will god dammit! This family has a reputation to upkeep ya hear me? DO YOU HEAR ME?"
It was the worst possible thing that could happen, her eyes rolled back, and when they returned, they were red. Blood ran from her mouth where her father had hit her, to Pinkamena Diane Pie, it was delicious, because tears were mixed in with it, and who doesn't love the taste of sorrow in the morning.
"Of all the ponies I've taken control of, you are the worst father I've known, and that's saying something! Oh yeah SURPISE DADDY! I have so much planned for you! We're gonna have the biggest party ever! And I'm gonna destroy this family, but honestly... you were already doing that. I'm just gonna SPEED this this party up! And it's gonna start with your death! Right DADDY?"
Just as the monster inside of Pinkie made her move her hoofs towards her father's throat, a light blue figure dove into front of her and shielded him from her.
"No Pinkie! He's not worth it, it will just cause pain for all of us!"
"You forget my dear fool, I'm not Pinkie Pie, I'm PINKAMENA! And I don't care Blinkie, you'll die just as fast as him fool!
But before Pinkie's demon could do anything, light brown hooves snaked around her sister's neck and with a awful "CRACK" her father broke her neck, and the red disappeared from Pinkie's eyes, and tears took it's place. She crawled to her dead sister's side and mourned her.
"You... You... YOU!"
She lept at her father, catching a hard blow across his face. There was no demon anymore, there was only Pinkie and her father, the murderer. She took a knife from her back tail pocket(don't ask me) and drew it across his throat. He drowned in his own blood.
"Goodbye Daddy"