The heir to the moon.

“Starstorm!” The mare shrieked as she struggled to escape the fathers grasp.

“You two go on ahead, I’ll create a diversion and grab him.” He said. Nebula and her ‘mother’ ran as fast as they could and managed to make it to the edge of a cloud just as a Puppet landed in front of them. Its eyes were sewn shut, its legs, mane, tail, horns, wings and ears were also sewn into place, their coats were black and their mane a dark grey. From a distance these beings looked harmless but you can only see the true horror when you come face to face with one.

“Aaahhh!” The mare screamed and ran backwards into the wall of Puppets that were chasing them

“Mom, no! Don’t!” Nebula cried but it was too late, the Puppets had pounced on the mare and began tearing her limbs from her body. Nebula watched in horror as she saw the light in her ‘mothers’ eyes fade, her screams pierced the atmosphere, the person she one looked up to was now being torn limb-from-limb by merciless creatures.

“No! No no no no no no!” Nebula screamed as she too began to run into the group of Puppets. But before she could her father landing shortly after.

“You must continue, hurry!” Her father yelled above the ominous sound of tearing flesh and dying screams. Nebula tried to push past him but his strength was too great and she gave up trying when she had finally seen enough of her ‘mother’ being mercilessly consumed. She turned around and flew with her brother and father into the Everfree forest. They walked for some time until they came across a tiny wooden hut with masks and candles displayed around the entrance.

“Why are we here?” Nebula questioned.

“Because there is somepony who can shelter us for a while, this should give us enough time for you to prepare to meet your real mother…”