Legend of the Miracle Pool

"What the?" Thomas said. The three of of us stared at the amazing and totally weird sight before us. A small zebra about as tall as up to my waist, it even had earrings and bracelets on its hooves.

"Am I going crazy, or is there a zebra, right there" I said.

"I see it, you see it and Thomas sees it, we're sane." Derek added, "Who said that then, it couldn't have been that zebra"

"There must be a person around here!" I exclaimed.

"I asure you I can speak, but your friends look very beat" The zebra said. All of us were in shock, okay there is no way that thing just spoke to us. I thought as I looked over to see if any of my friends were even conscious."I can offer you some help, there are many potions on my shelf", There it goes again!!

"Um... do you mind, uh helping us?" I was nervous, I was thinking it was all an illusion and I was talking to nothing. It gestured to the door, and I walked inside. Derek and Thomas were whispering things, I couldn't quite make out what but I didn't care. I was focused on the many books, potions, herbs, and all of that other witchcraft shit. How can a zebra even make all of this, wait wait wait, more like how can a zebra even talk! The thought never escaped my mind as I followed the small zebra.

"Hey Ryan come here" Thomas whispered. "What the hell are we doing here?! WE can't trust that thing!"

"WE also can't find anything else that will help us" I said, making sure the zebra wasn't listening to this conversation.

"Here we are, a potion to heal you from your spar" The zebra spoke up, and handed me a bottle with a red juice in it. I eyed it and studied it, I didn't even know how this would work, healing potions can't be made on Earth.

"Are you going to drink that!" Derek yelled, and covered his mouth to quickly silence himself.

"Yes, of course, and so is Thomas" I said calmly.

"No way I'm drinking that shit, it looks like blood!" Thomas protested.

"Fine, suit yourself" I slowly opened the cap, and then I looked at the zebra and asked " Is this safe, um, what was your name?" I don't know why I was suddenly curious for this information, but at least it answered.

"My name is Zecora, and this is my place, I asure you that potion is safe" Zecora said.

"Oh, ok, um thanks" I replied, she nodded and went back to whatever she was doing. "Bottoms up" I drank a gulp of the sweet red elixir, and it had the WORST aftertaste ever.Don't puke don't puke don't puke! I thought to myself.

"How does it taste!" Derek asked, his eyes wide with curiosity.

"Bleh, um, aftertaste is pretty bad, but its good overall" I replied, handing the bottle over to Thomas.

"Fine, if it will help with this pain" Thomas grumbled. He took the bottle and drank the rest of it. I couldn't help but see him smile and he loved it! "Mmmmmm, this stuff is awe-" He was suddenly given the true taste of pure disgust. "Eeeewww, that sucks!" He whined.

"Told you but at least my wounds will get...... healed?" My voice trailed off as I noticed that my bite on my ankle was gone, and my sides didn't hurt like hell. I lifted my shirt and saw that the gashes were fading away, like magic. Thats fucking unbelievable!!! I thought to myself.

"Dude it worked!!" Thomas exclaimed, nearly leaping into the air and throwing his hands in the air. His shoulder was no longer bleeding and it was totally looking like it wasn't mangled by a wolf....creature....thing. We started to think of plans of where to go, because obviously we weren't in Kansas anymore.

"Should we just leave?" Derek asked, unsure of what to do this.

"Not before we thank.... Um, Zecora!" I said, turning around and walking up to Zecora, waving my hands at Thomas and Derek, gesturing them to come with me."Thank you for the hospitality Zecora! My name is Ryan, his is Derek, and that's Thomas" I said, Thomas and Derek smiled and waved. Smile and wave boys, smile and wave.

"It is a pleasure to meet you all, might I ask who were you fighting during your brawl?" Zecora asked, all three of u were speechless. None of us knew exactly what those things were.

"Um, T-timber..... wolves?" I said in a way that would be thought of as a question, I didn't know if I was right anyway. My friends looked at me in curiosity.

"Timberwolves?" Derek whispered.

"If you are leaving, stay I guard you might, timberwolves tend to attack twice" Zecora said, walking towards the dorr and waiting for us to follow. That is sooo annoying! I thought, I never liked the way she spoke.

"Thanks for the tip" Thomas said walking out the door, waving goodbye and stopping a few feet outside.

"Thank you again Zecora!" Derek said as three of us headed the same way. She nodded her head and shut her door. The three of us decided to go.... a way.

"Where the hell are we going!?" Thomas asked, Derek and I shrugged and just kept walking. None of us knew where to go, so we just walked and walked and walked. We came across a large dirt road with a bunch of holes and mounds of dired piled everywhere.

"What are these doing here?!" I said, getting a better look at one of the holes. The three of us were looking in different holes. The hole I was looking in had two yellow eyes shining in the darkness,Wait, WHAT!

"GUYS MORE OF THOSE WOLF SHITBAGS!" I screamed, running over to my friends and pointing towards the hole.

"Alright, lets fuck them up then!" Derek replied, It was a good idea, I mean we did it once, we could do it twice. Suddenly a large dog jumped out of the hole and barked at us.

"Ok, what the fuck" Thomas said, clearly unimpressed, "First wooden wolves and now overgrown mutts!?"

"Well, i've seen worse" Derek replied, The dog was slowly crawling towards us, a little TO slow. I decided to run up to it and kick it in the nose, making it cry and call out for its buddies.

"Nice going Ryan" Thomas remarked, realizing that 3 other dogs , one Tall and grey, one short and light brown, and the other in front, a darkish brown/grey color to it.

"Hey! You savages will pay for assaulting my hounds!" The ugly one said, well, they were ALL ugly but whatever.

"IM FUCKING DONE WITH THIS STUPID TALKING ANIMAL SHIT" Thomas yelled, getting pissed at all of the unbelievable things that have been happening to us. "Lets get out of here before I have to kill ugly mutts!" He yelled, grabbing me and Derek by the collars of our shirts.

"Woah calm down Thoams" I tried, he didn't even listen, he just kept walking the other way and huffing loudly.

"Not so fast! You WILL pay!" The dog yelled again. Charging at us with it buddies right next to him.

"Lets go assholes!" Thomas turned around just quick enough to punch the large one in the gut. He was grabbed by the arms when two other dogs came up from the hole. Me and Derek sprung into action and tried to get them off of him. They were much bigger up close, and all accept the short one was towering over us.

"Rawr!" I roared, pushing the dog away, I couldn't knock them to the ground they were just to big.

"Gah! This isn't working,they are to big!" Thomas grunted, fighting hoards of hounds off. They eventually out numbered and outmatched us, we were in their territory! Oh NO! Where will they take us! I thought, while being dog piled and dragged down one of the hundreds of holes.

"I'll see you guys down-" Derek's voice trailed off as we were all dragged into different holes. This sucked and it hurt! My face was just being dragged across cold hard dirt and rocks. I was eventually in a cave or underground mines. They put me, Thomas, and Derek in the same cells. Pretty stupid of them... I thought.

"So, guys, how ya doing?" Thomas asked sarcastically, sighing and then banging his head on the dirt wall behind him.

"Just shut up, Thomas, there is no time for fun and games!" Derek yelled, causing a small echo.

"Derek's right, we have bigger problems, in case you haven't noticed, we are pretty much hostages." I said, stopping to think of multiple scenarios that could lead to our escape, but they all had a terrible outcome... We. Were. Fucked.