The town of non-believers

It was dark in the forest, but Ophelia the Unholy daughter of Discord, was walking through the darkness as if it didn't bother her- Truth was, it didn't.

When she finally came out of the forest she had come to a little village much like Ponyville. Only difference was that this little village wasn't Ponyville.

This was one of the darkest villages in all of Equestria and no pony would ever come here on their own will - or so they said.

This was Ophelia's home along with many other "insane" ponies.

The town was filled with pony zombies and other creatures you wouldn’t find anywhere else.

She walked down the dark street where drunk ponies were sleeping as if they didn't own a house at all.

It seemed like sleeping around on the dark streets was easier that actually owning a house and saving their lives from the dangers of being eaten by a zombie.

Bodies of dead ponies laid in between the sleeping ponies, leaving an awful smell in the streets.

The few houses she passed was small and looked like something taken out of a horror movie, and she feared that a zombie would come out from one of them at any given time.

She heard growling behind her and before she knew it, she was surrounded by zombies. One of the zombies attacked her, and she fell down on the ground with it on top of her. She kicked it of her and used her magic to rip it’s head.

She laughed hysterically and kept on with fighting the zombies, leaving blood splattered all over herself.

As she had killed all the zombies she looked around her, parts of the zombies was laying all over the street.

Once again she laughed and her face revealed a creepy smile.

As naive she was, she got attacked by a zombie that had heard her laugh. Once again she fell down to the ground, only this time she hit her head and couldn’t focus on using her magic. This was it she thought to herself, now she would die and become one of them. She tried to kick the zombie of her, but it almost bit her.

She started to cried and started cursing at herself, just as she thought she was going to die, a pony came to her rescue.

The pony, more specific a stallion.

He looked at her with a disgusted look in his eyes and then he used his magic to rip the zombie in half.

“What do we have here? Hmm..”

He kept looking at her.

Ophelia got up, she looked ashamed down at the ground. She wished for the stranger to just leave her be. He had already saved her and she wasn’t planning on letting him hear for that.

She sighed when she could still feel the stranger’s eyes on her.

“Thanks I guess”

She said to him and started walking down the street, tears rolled down her face as she walked her walk of shame.

She just wanted to get away from the place and never come back.

Having another pony save her was just too much for her to have to live with.

She walked for about 15 minutes before she arrived at her home - the asylum.

The asylum had closed down years ago, when the virus had taken its toll on the little once so happy town.

But she had managed to survive along with her father.

She entered the asylum, it was still messy and filled with old furniture.

She walked past the check in desk and sat down in the old couch standing up against one of the walls.

“Father, I’m home!”

Ophelia yelled and a big creature came out from the shadows, it was a male draconequus.

“Oh hello there my child”

He said with a little bit of a soft voice, though not too soft.

The draconequus looked at his daughter with a worried look on his face.

“You’re covered in blood again, have you been in a fight with the zombies again?”

“Yeah, they came out of nowhere and I almost got bitten but…”

She looked down at the old wood floor noticing every single little flaw in it.

“But?”

The draconequus asked rather interested in hearing the rest of the story.

“She had to be saved by me”

The stranger said, he was standing in the doorway and was looking at them. Ophelia looked up and immediately looked down again.

“Well hello, and who are you?”

The draconequus asked the stranger.

“I’m Grimtale, I had to save your daughter from some zombies this night”

He smirked and walked closer to them.

Ophelia looked up with hate in her eyes and looked right into the eyes of Grimtale.

“Why did you follow me?! Isn’t it enough that you have already embarrassed me enough already?!”

She closed her eyes and sighed, she was still very angry but didn’t want to end up fighting such an annoying pony.

“I’m going to my room, please get out…” She stared at the stranger and walked up the stair to her room, she could the door slam behind her.