Serea (Original)

ACT I

Chapter 1

Nothing…

“Hello….”

A young mares voice echoed, her voice showing fear while looking at the bland walls. Nothing but her own voice, a reminder of her loneliness. As the air sat still, the sound of hooves could be heard off in the distance as well, hearing a soft, faint trotting sound, but still finding its way around the empty place making its inhabitant have an eerie feeling.

The mare turned a corner, showing herself to a mirror that stood tall and proud. She gulped seeing such a big reflection of walls behind her, as she examined herself. Her bright, white coat shined, glistening to the light that radiated off every hair on her body, along with her strangely green dyed hair, which she had done recently, since her mane was a white color with blue highlights, but yet green hair remained on her head.

Her tail replicated the same, but as she did to her mane, she replicated with her tail. Her kind, blue eyes bounced around her image, giving a concerned stare that showed fear. The mare examined herself more closely, looking towards her flank and seeing nothing but a blank empty spot. Her Cutie Mark wasn’t present, along with her horn. She gasped, pulling back in distinctive fear, looking sharply in the mirror.

“Nononononononono.” She recited to herself, closing her eyes in panic, trying to make what she had lost reappear. Her mind not being able to comprehend, she laughed, thinking this was some type of cruel joke or dream.

“Hahahahaha, yeah, this is definitely a good one….” She laughed hysterically, stuck in denial while her laughing soon ceased, examining herself more. The mare walked out of the sight of the mirror and returned, hoping to see what made her a unicorn and what gave her a direction on her life, but as expected nothing…

She calmly collected herself, shaking off what had been stripped, feeling naked and vulnerable to such a barren place. The mare placed a hoof on the glass mirror, pretending to greet another pony like herself.

“Hello, my name is Sarea, what’s your name?” She spoke with a slight smile as somewhat in her mind she wanted a pony to answer back, but nothing spoke back. Tears started to show in her eyes while the smile soon faded. “This is the part where you tell me your name….” She said, with tears rolling down her cheeks.

Still crying, she rested her body against the wall, laying a sobbing. Her mind filled with questions and confusion. ‘What have I done to deserve this? Why am I all alone? Will I ever see a single pony again? Am I to die this way? I’m sorry if I did something….’ Serea’s thoughts kept going, so many things left in question.

And with that, she shortly fell asleep, her body relaxed against the cold surface of the floor, as she was a mare laying on the floor, resting from this ordeal. Serea’s soft snore could lightly be heard while softly groaning and moaning to her life that she had once before. Her muzzle and cheeks were slightly damp from her tears, showing the obvious sign of her sadness. As she happily resided in her dreams, where reality wasn’t a cold harsh reminder to the poor mare.

--- While She Dreams ---

Serea sat on a small dock in the middle of the forest, her eyes looking at the shine from the lake. She focused, levitating a fishing pole that clearly looked something she just made tied with a string. Her face smiled, looking at the fish glide around with force, trying to avoid the alluring worm. Her muzzle carried a determined look to catch the fish.

“Come on you fish, take the bait.” She lowly spoke, as she intently watched the fish swarm around the dock, trying to lose her. The fish teased her, looking as if going to take the bite, but escaped, showing no interest. She sighed, but kept trying, as she pulled up her fishing pole and threw the worm back to the soil and plucked a new one.

Serea had a theory about worms when fishing, as she assumed that certain worms attracted certain fish, so she would develop a strange method, but it was something most ponies would poke fun at her about.

Quickly, she lowered the pole back into the cool water of the lake, showing a determined Serea once again but with a smirk. A smirk that told the world she had the upper hoof and in no possible way could lose to a stinking fish. With a great amount of patience the fish finally crept to the lure, poking at the worm as if sampling it. Just as the fish looked to bite it, a pair of hooves ran down her back, sending chills that tingled her every sensitive hair.

“Hey Serea!!” As a loud voice accompanied the strange touch.

“Ah!” Serea screamed, jumping into the water as the fish immediately swam from the sudden disruption. While she remained underwater for more than a couple of seconds, she emerged coughing and brushing her wet mane out of her face, staring at the stallion who was responsible.

The stallion that stood there, was her younger brother, Taurin, bigger than her, but looking similar with the same white coat, as his sister, but with a different mane color. His color was a dark green, with light green highlights, as his tail replicated the same. His cutie mark was a map that also had an x marked. Serea never quite understood what it meant, but that’s because her brother kept it a secret.

“Hahahaha….are you alright, Serea? I didn’t think I’d scare you that much.” He said with a smile and held his hoof out to help her.

“Oh, you are so lucky you’re my brother, otherwise I would turn you into a toad.” She coughed, spitting out water and accepting his hoof, going onto the dock.

“Yeah, sorry about that, but if it mak-”

He was interrupted, as she gripped him with her magic and with an evil grin tossed him into the lake, showing the same effect and laughing. Her brother shortly showed up to the surface, spitting out the same water.

“Now, I feel better about it, Taurin, or should I say Rin.” She teased, looking at her brother with a grin of satisfaction, now offering her hoof.

“Well, then I’ll call you Rea, if you call me Rin.” He smiled, gladly taking her hoof, ever so happily stepping onto the used to be dry dock before they made it a splash zone.

They both shared a laugh, as they both were drenched from mane to hoof, showing off their tails to each other, chuckling at their own misfortune of the lake.

“Oh, Serea, remember how mom would go crazy for seeing us dirty or soaking wet?” Taurin said with a bit of nostalgia leading to his distant childhood.

“Are you serious? Of course I remember that, you even tattle tailed on me for it, saying it was me when you were the to do that and get us muddy.” She giggled, remembering those days while Taurin chuckled along.

“Yeah, I only did that to get out of trouble and that was before we had the sister brother pact, where we always have each others back, emphasis on always.” He smiled, nuzzling his sister as a slight squish could be heard, making Serea giggle at hearing it.

“Well, I think your coat absorbed more water than me, but enough of reminiscing of the good ole past, let’s get home before we catch a cold, and you can stop nuzzling me.” She giggled, lightly pushing him away.

“Sorry, I adore nuzzles too much, along with tickles, but I like to save that one for surprises.” He teasingly ran a hoof up by her ribs, causing her to push him away.

“Stop it, you know how ticklish I am and tickling is just messing with my sensitivity a lot.” She clarified while walking into the forest as Taurin slowly took after her.

“Yeah, but I just love doing it to you, Rea….” As they walked on through the forest, the pond sat still as Serea stirred in her sleep, slowly waking from the dream.

--- Back In Reality ---

The white coated mare soon opened her eyes sleepily, still seeing what she had left when she went into a temporary slumber. She looked around ,locking eyes once again with her self as the harsh reality reminded her once again about what was happening and the amount of sadness that it had caused her. Shortly after trying to accept this horrible nightmare, she stood stretching and observing the strange place.

“I don’t know where to go or what to do?” She remarked to herself, thinking out loud while spotting a wall with a small opening, as if it had appeared during her sleep. She looked at other places, finding this place nearly empty but with the one hole in the wall peering back. She assumed the role of detective and approached it.

Upon reaching the hole, she looked at it, finding this to be very inviting. She tilted her head and looked at it further. It was a placement for something, but what exactly she wasn’t sure. Serea lifted her hoof up very cautiously and with a great force of bravery and willpower, she inched her hoof inside the hole, reaching around and feeling the cold structure of walls while holding her breath.

“I hope this leads somewhere…” As if luck struck her, she pushed something, hearing a click with a loud sound, the walls shifted. The white coated mare pulled back, seeing the wall open wide to reveal a path heading straight. “What is this?” Was all she could utter, her mind just finding wherever she was to be insanity served on a plate.

She took a couple of steps forward, hearing her own hooves against the floor, really sending an ominous feeling while she looked to see some type of words beneath her hooves, as she read it word per word with interest.

“N…..O….T…..H….I….N….G….” She glanced at the word, not really understanding the meaning behind it while she looked forward to the path ahead. “Well I guess we can only go forward.”