Code Yellow: The Harold of Hollows (Cruelty, Body horror)

Norman would be practically drowning in the streets of Manehatten. Black sludge would pour out from his mouth and tear ducts. The blackened liquid would nearly boil his face as it would creep down his face. It was excruciating. I cannot breathe. I cannot feel. I cannot speak. I cannot see.  I cannot... I cannot... I cannot. Norman would reach into the sky as he simply made gurgling noise. He was just about to give up but... It can't be... It's impossible.  7 queens... Gods forbid you live... Thomas. Golden eyes would slowly open in the darkness of the godless night. Thomas Reid was standing before him... That was him... He remember the scars, the eyes, the mane. Norman was dumbfounded as his suffering almost seemed secondary. Norm grit his teeth, his body shaking violently.  "Bas...tard."  Doc Hollow would mutter to this villain who stood before him.  Norman would open his one good eye wide... What was he holding? A heart... A collosal heart that shot out what looked like a red bold liquid. No...  Norman looked at the syringe from a distance. He needed it to extract this excess but... Damn it. Norman looked back to see him standing over him.  The white earth pony with scars that lined his entire body and head. He had a messy greying mane as he would chuckle. "Hey, Normy... Remember your dear... Old... Dad." Reid would smile gently as he held the heart in his hand. He felt it for the first time in a long one... It was fear he felt. This terror is only explained by Reid's mere presence. Norman would grit his teeth, stained by his own rotting body. He was staring right at his brothers killer... Rise body! I DEMAND YOU TO FIGHT! Norman's paws were trembling as he stood up, his head tilted toward the ground.  Reid would scoff and said, "Oh, come on, son. You can do better. He would do an extra wide step forward to smash his fist into Norm's head with his free hand.  Norm would be shot backwards from the sheer strength. He would slowly get back and spat out a tooth. ""Ass... Ho-" His face would receive a downward kick so violent that it would make Norman face plant into the concrete.  Norman would shield his face as Reid got closer... This would seemingly anger Reid as he would mash his shoe covered foot into Norm's arm.  "You're all the same! Oddeus was no different! I smashed his brains into dust and I'll do the same to you! You hear me?! YOU. DO. WHAT. I. SAY! " He would kick with every word spoken in that moment.  "You're a worthless, mutt! Hellspawn! Your mother was another demon whore I cut down too! She looked so desperate when I sliced you from her womb! She screamed her dying breath your name, Kubo! Can you believe it! Kubo! What a stupid ass name!" Reid would keep stomping on his chest, his arms until Norm gave up.  Reid would stop and take a deep breath, "Oh, son. You should learn to respect your elders. I am giving you a gift! This is what this is about, for I love YOU! Can't you see it? The vision I have made for you. WE have made for you! I want you to be the very best you can... Kill everyone you see.    Reid got on his knees as he straddled Norman and held the heart up high. "Behold. The heart of a Harbinger. In fact, two hearts... Infused into one." He held it over Norman's chest and said, "Now... You can finally... Be my son. I wouldn't want it..." He would breathe in satisfyingly and he chuckled, "...Any other way." Reid would smile and shoved it in Norman's mouth. He forced him to eat the hearts with his shattered teeth. Rubbery, tough and painful... I cannot... I don't want to... I don't want to...    I. Don't. Want. To. Suddenly after he ate it, the world went dark. Only for a brief moment.