Scar in Equestria...

chapter 7, Stitch is here too!

Author notes: The following chapters will be from Stitch's POV or that of a pony (i'm not telling who!). The following chapters start at the same time in the story as that of Scar.

Stitch opened her eyes and wondered where she was. She was in some kind of wooden room. It was dark. She stood up and looked for the door when it hit her.

'Where's Scar!?'

She started panicking. Scar was practicly her big brother and since they met he was always there for her.

She looked through the window when she heard someone walking.

"Who's there?"

Stitch climbed to the window and was ready to jump when the door opened. She saw a blue pony with a silver mane. She jumped through the window before the pony could take a good look at her.

"Get back here whatever you are!"

'A blue talking pony? I must be losing it.'

"You can't escape me!"

Stitch felt a sharp pain in the back of her head and she lost consciousnes.

A few hours later.

Stitch opened her eyes and saw she was back in the chariot. She noticed she was tied to a chair. She looked up and saw the same blue pony from before glaring at her. She now noticed that the pony has a horn.

"What are you and what where you doing in my chariot!?"

'Looks i haven't lost it after all. This place is just messed up.' "I'm Stitch and i'm an infected. As for what i was soing here, i don't even remeber getting here."

"So you can talk. I don't know if your intentions are bad or good, so you're going to stay right where you are."

"Why?!"

Stitch wanted to return to Scar as quickly as possible.

"Because you might be dangerous, that's why!"

Stitch had to admit that sounded reasonable. She might look like a little girl and her personality might resemble one, but she's way smarter than the average survivor. But on emotional levels she's like an unstable little girl. And for your information, she's actually nineteen years old! Only five years younger than Scar is!

"But i need to find Scar!"

"There are more of you?"

"He looks very different from me and he looks mean but he's really nice."

"I'l believe it, if i get to see it. Until i know you're not dangerous, you are staying here."

"But, but-" "No buts. You're staying there, got it?"

"No."

"What?"

"I said no."

Her arms suddenly started to show of their full size: two meter long arms covered in sitches and very bendable like at tentacle. She untied herseld with great ease but couldn't get up from the chair. She noticed she was surrounded by a purple aura and so was the pony's horn.

"What kind of monster are you?!"

Did i mention Stitch is emotionly unstable? Well anyways, what the pony said really hurted Stitch. Her arms went back in to her body until they were at average size. She stared to cry.

"Nonononono! Don't cry! I didn't mean it! I was just surprised by your arms."

Stitch looked up and hugged the pony. She always needed a hug when she was sad. The pony was taken back by this and noticed Stitch's skin. Now she understood the name. Stitch was litteraly made up from others body parts. She felt sorry for her and returned the hug.

"*snif* What's your name?"

"My proffesional name is 'The Great And Powerfull Trixie' but somepony showed me that with bragging and showing off you don't get very far so you can just call me Trixie."

"That's a nice name."

"Thanks. How many of you actually are there?"

No response.

"Stitch?"

She held her in front of her and saw that She had fallen asleep. Now she had a good look at her she saw that Stitch actually looked rather cute. She took out a blanket and put it over Stitch. She also went to bed.

"Good night Stitch."

Next morning.

Trixie opened her eyes and saw that Stitch was gone. Trixie was immediatly awake and started to worry.

'Was she ponynapped? Was everythin from last night an act? Am i going crazy?"

She stopped when she heard a violin from above her.

"A violin?"

She got oustside and saw Stitch playing a nice song while sitting on top of the chariot.

"You can play the violin?"

"Yes. My uncle teached me."

"You're really good at it."

"Thanks!"

"Do you want to come with me?"

"If you help me find Scar."

"I don't have anything else to do so, why not?"

"Yay! Thank you!"

Stitch tied the violin to her back and hopped of the chariot.

"Where do you think he would go?"

"Knowing him he'd probably head towards the closest village around so i think we should be heading to the closest village first."

Trixie didn't like the idea at all.

"Y-y-you sure about that?"

"Yep! Why? Is there something wrong?"

"Welllll i was kind of a jerk and a show-off in the closest town."

"Oh. What's it called?"

"Ponyville."

That sounded strangely familiar to Stitch.

"I'm sure you'l be fine. But i think i'd better stay in the chariot. We don't want to scare anyone."

"Fine, let's go then."

"How long is it going to take to get there?"

"Probably two days."

"Okay."

"Trixie?"

"Yes?"

"You don't have any meat with you, do you?"

Trixie's eyes went wide at this.

"You mean..."

"That i'm a carnivore. You can thank those scientist for that."

"Scientist?"

"I'm made up out of others bodies and others personalities. They wanted me to be a walking weapon and they succeeded. I'm an artificial infected created to kill all the other infected. Something went wrong and i gained an unstable personality. For the experiment to succeed they brought me to life and then they gave me a body by stitching body parts to the brain. It was really painfull."

"That's horrible..."

"And to make it worse, i can't grow or get older."

"So you can't die of age?"

"That's not true. My lifespan is three hundred years at maximum. You just can't see the difference between me being a hundred years old and me being nineteen years old."

"That's strange."

"Scar has it worse. His father killed his mother. Scar was also turned into what he is now thanks to his father. His father ordered him to kill thousands of lives just for 'the sake of sience'."

"And he didn't refuse?"

"That was hard because of a metal ring around his neck that gives him a shock strong enought to kill someone. His mind slowly became numb thanks to the pain he felt and the pain he brought upon others."

"That's horrible."

"Tell me about it."

"Stitch?"

Stitch knew that voice very good. She looked to her left and she saw Fright.

"Fright? Is that you?"

"Stitch who are you talkin wi... Is that one of the others?"

"Yep! That's Fright! Can he come too?"

"Well i don't know..."

Stitch gave her the puppy eyes.

"That's not gonna work on me."

Five minutes later.

"I can't believe that worked."

Stitch and Fright were chatting to each other about what they had seen so far.

"*sigh* Well, at least he looks nice."

"Trixie? You wanna know why his honorific is 'The Slicer'?

"Sure why not."

Trixie turned around and her eyes went wide once again. Fright had rolled up his sleeves and he revealed two really long and sharp claws.

"Let me gues, he can slice through almost anything with his claws."

"That is right miss Trixie."

"You can leave the miss out. We've made quite some distance since we headed of so we should reach Ponyville in one and a half days."

With that they continued further not noticing they were being watched by a creature with a look filled with insanity on it's face.