Chapter 1

Spirit blossom took in the sounds of the battlefield’s market, the sounds that made her life go round. She wasn’t anything special, just a unicorn with no real talent. Or that’s what everypony else thought. In reality, she had powers that they could only dream of, but, nopony knew that except for her, her mother mind mender, and her brother soul blaze.

Speaking of her brother, he was running at her at break-neck speeds. “Spirit!” he shouted, “it’s mom! She fell down, I think she might have rot!” all sounds in the immediate area stopped. Rot was considered the deadliest disease out there, and though nopony knew how it was transmitted, it was still not something that you wanted to be around. Even survivors were treated like they were infectious.

She started off in the direction of the house immediately, yelling for blaze to get the doctor. He took a sharp turn and continued running, and passed spirit in the process. If their mother did have rot then she was in serious danger. They didn’t have the money to pay for the medicine, heck nopony except the knights did! And to do that she would have to enter the arena.

Luckily rot worked slow. Unluckily, it was extremely painful. But it gave her time to train. That was, if her mother did have rot. When she got to her house she saw all the signs you can without proper medical equipment. The black tendrils creeping across her mother’s muzzle were a dead giveaway. Then her brother and the doctor ran in, and she watched in shock as they moved her into the bedroom.

Spirit blossom waited in the living room of her house, hoping that her mother wasn’t so far gone that the medicine was needed. They wouldn’t be able to afford it, and the battlefields didn’t exactly have any health care programs.

The doctor then walked out of her mother’s bedroom with a grim look on his face, before he turned to her and slowly shook his head. Spirit’s hopeful smile fell as she was overtaken by grief. The doctor then slowly walked out of the house, leaving spirit and soul to grieve. And they cried, they cried for hours before they cried themselves to sleep.

Spirit woke up at the dawn of the next day. She carefully rose out of her sleeping position, as not to wake soul. She cooked herself breakfast as silently as she could, before eating it the same way. Packing her bags the way she did everything else today, she finished before writing a note.

Soul,
We both know that mother is sick. She won’t survive a month with rot, but I have a solution. I’m going to the arena, and if I win then we will be able to get her the medicine she needs. If I don’t… then there will be no way to save mother. Find a job that can support you, and live your life as best as you can.
Love, your sister,
Spirit blossm.

As she wrote the last word two tears fell onto the paper. She laid it out on the kitchen table before slowly leaving the house and setting out for the arena.

Author's Note

Ok, so this chapter might be short, but I'm hoping that other chapters won't be. I want to see if I can keep my word count above 1,000 in this story. I just had some serious issues with starting this story.