This is a companion story to Hallaloo (It's Hallelujah)

Her name is Rarity.
Maybe. It sounds right. Or does it?
It will be her name until she remembers her real one.

She is a dress-maker. Was one. And she's not sure what this sword has to do with clothing. It's good for killing the monsters in the wastes so there's no point in complaining. She has five friends who are in danger! Or not. She can't really remember if it was four or it was five. Or other things too. Didn't she have a sister? Somepony was trying to warn her to mind her memories, weren't they? This place isn't safe. His name was….