Hell's Silencing: Forsaken Innocence

Flora had just finished off another one-armed freak in an alleyway where said freak suddenly ambushed her. She had a few lacerations on her right foreleg, but she could manage. She looked around. An alley ridden with trash of all kinds, a dead corpse of a thing. But then, she heard a giggle.

Then, she saw a filly in a black dress with white on its whole bottom, a red obi separating the two colors. It had her mane and eyes...

Flora blinked in disbelief, shaking her head as if she were falling into some madness as something else came into her head.

Today was Easter, and all the little children went egg-hunting in a park. A little girl whose hair was braided was leading the egg-count. She wore a black dress with white on the bottom part, an obi keeping the two colors from meeting.

She was a natural at gathering eggs for her basket, but she had to restrain herself because a platoon of other kids also wanted eggs. Once she was sure she was done, she went up to her mommy and showed her.

Later, the eggs were opened up to reveal delicious candy.

Sweet, sweet candy.

Flora looked at where her...younger self stood and found in her place was another, full-grown mare. She had a black mane done much like the Japanese people (women, specifically) would do their hair. She could've sworn she saw two decorated chopsticks stick out at some point, and mere strands of bangs fluttered past her face. From Flora's perspective, the mare was very tall, almost six feet and towering over her. She had eyes of a deep earthen hue, and her pelt was deathly white. She wore half a blue kimono, complete with scarlet obi, on her torso. As if plastered with hot glue unto her forehead stood a horn that looked as though it were made of cracked bone. The mare stood with her body angled, and the younger mare saw a blue straw-person with a red thread on its neck on her flank.

"Konichiwa." The black-maned mare said.

"Hello to you too." Flora replied, her head tilted as she put her sword in its sheath before putting it on her back once more.

The other mare sighed and cleared her throat before speaking up. "Force of habit, I'm afraid. Mother Tongue doesn't like me today. Who are you?"

"My name's Flora. Do you want my full name?"

"No thank you. My name's...uh..." The other mare looked up, as if lost in thought. "Oh hell, I can't remember my own name!"

"Can I call you...something?" Asked Flora.

The mare lowered her gaze to the smaller horse-thing before her. "Name's Tsuyu."

"Ah. Do you know what the hell is happening? One minute, I was at home; next thing I know BOOM I'm here." Flora sighed.

"I could say the same thing. I don't know what's going on either. It's crazy if you ask me." Tsuyu sighed, shrugging her shoulders.

"I blinked a few times after I entered this place with a bad case of the swirlies and then there's this fog!" Flora exclaimed.

"I got separated from my friends after the exact same thing happened!" Tsuyu chimed, ears perked. "I found this object at the entrance of some sort of hospital. I hope you'll find a use for it."

Flora held a hoof out as the mare reached into her kimono and produced a key. She then put it on the waiting hoof.

"Thanks." Flora nodded with a smile.

"Anytime. Stay safe, I have to go now." Tsuyu said as with shocking speed she jumped onto the roof of one of the buildings the two stood in between. "And don't get killed!" Cried the mare's voice as she bounded off to who-knows-where.

"I will! I hope you find your friends!" Flora called back before looking at the key. She went wide-eyed in shock. The key was rusted and somewhat bloodied, and it had a clawed hand as its decoration.

She then remembered the door in the restaurant. Its indent was also a clawed hand.

Flora put the key in her mouth and began galloping to the restaurant, a soft static growing louder once more as she heard...cackling.

The mare stopped before stashing the key into her book-bag and drawing her sword. She heard more insane laughter...coming from above.

Flora looked up and found her sword clashing with two simultaneously. They were bigger than her dual-edged blade by a considerate amount. Two broadswords against her makeshift rapier. The creature was much too quick, and it didn't help that, despite the fact she went vampire hunting until she was 13, Flora was still under-trained.

The creature circled the mare and was about to strike down had it not gotten kicked in the face. It tumbled backward, but stood firm. At last, Flora got a good look at the creature.

It was deathly purple, almost like the veins in one's body. Its rear legs were normal--if anything here was to be considered such--as the front legs ended at the shoulders as indicated with stitches. The rest of the forelegs were red, and ended in sharp, elongated metal blades that were longer than the rear legs. It had a contorted tail consisting of the same metal, somewhat reminiscent of a scythe. Its eyes were stitched shut in a happy expression, though the lower eyelids had darker purple as if it were eyeless to begin with. Under the presumed sockets, it had tears of red like it was wearing some clown makeup. Its ears were stitched unto its head in the right places, but they were the same red as the forelegs and makeup. It had bat-like wings stitched on its midsection, the membranes crimson and the rest black. It had an open wound adorned with stitches on its flanks. The wounds looked like eyes, oddly enough. It had a mouth of hideous red, but surprisingly white fangs, incisors and the like.

It let off another cackle before it danced around its opponent, wicked blades slashing to and fro as Flora was thrown into the pavement once more, another set of far worse lacerations decorating her body. She let out a scream of pain as her left rear hoof twisted painfully. She was in so much pain she wondered how she still clutched her sword in her mouth without dropping it. It was about to strike the finishing blow had a familiar thing not grabbed it by the neck and hoisted it above the ground.

Flora got up painfully, a Pyramid Head with a spear actually helping her stand. He nodded, and the mare limped to the restaurant as quickly as she could as her unlikely savior dueled with the twin...no, triple-bladed thing. It hurt like hell putting any weight on her injured hoof, and the cuts and scars she'd just received didn't help either.

She was inside the restaurant again, returning to the booth she first sat at when she noticed a medical pack. There was a note on it.

I thought I'd give you this since I have no need for it. Just take care.

Tsuyu.

P.S. If you see any of my friends (they're all unicorns), give them my regards.