Dark Everfree

A young Pegasus zebra awoke. She looked around, wondering where she was. She looked to her side, where blood was spilling out. A sharp dagger was in the wound. She could feel nothing but numbness... numbness and... pain. This feeling was very unfamiliar to her, since she didn't even recall who she was. She winced as she carefully took out the dagger. She lifted it above her head, so the moonlight reflected upon it perfectly. There, imprinted on the dagger, was a name: Zigzag. She then felt herself slipping away. Before she passed out, she whispered: "Zigzag..."

She woke up once more, to find herself in a cottage with masks that looked... quite familiar. "Do not be alarmed. I, for sure will bring you no harm." A zebra said as she came out of one of the rooms.

" Umm.. Hello? My name is... is... is... Zigzag!" Zigzag said , recalling the dagger.

"Please drink this brew. It will make you feel better, I guarantee you." the rhyming zebra said as she picked up one of the bubbling brews from a shelve.

Zigzag sipped the brew. "What's your name?" she asked the other zebra.

"I am Zecora.   I am a zebra. You look like one too." Zecora replied.

Zigzag sipped the brew once again, a bitterness filling her mouth. She gagged. Zecora chuckled softly. She could feel the pain going away. The pain. "Zecora, what... what is this... felling that is going away?" she asked.

Zecora thought for a moment than replied: "Pain" she said simply.

Once Zigzag was feeling better, Zecora gave her a saddle bag. She put the dagger she found next to Zigzag in it. Right when Zigzag was about to leave, Zecora stopped her. "This kitten used to be mine. Take care of it all the time." she said as she put a white kitten with stripes in a cat carrier.

Zigzag's eyes started to well up with tears. " Thank you so much Zecora" she said in a barley audible voice.