
Cursed
Who said being born different is bad? Who said being born different is good?
Fetch, who doesn't know anything about himself, wakes up in the outskirts of ponyville with nothing but a bag and a letter, What happen? Who gave him that letter? Where did it come from? Rarity, being the generous pony she is, helps him regain his memory, but what if its something that his mind wont let him remember? Something so dark that its been locked deep within his memories?
UPDATED: had to cancel this fic, i lost interest in this one. if i get any messages or comments from people that are interested in me continuing then i might





1355 words: Estimated 7 minutes to read
1 Chapter:
- A new born 2014-03-25 18:26:25 UTC1355