Paleblood Ponies

Chapter Two: A New Hunt

Twilight woke up on a cold, wet cobblestone street, the air heavy with smoke. She couldn't help but cough as she looked up past the giant Canterlot-esk buildings, to see the same pure white moon. “Where am I?” Twilight asked herself. As she did, she heard a crowd roaring and what sounded like fighting. She ran towards where she thought she heard the commotion, to see a strange creature. It looked like a Minotaur, only smaller, thinner, and with less hair. He was fighting off a crowd of the same creatures. All the time it was yelling.

“C’mon you beasts! I'll slaughter each and everyone of you mindless things!” It appeared to be extremely skilled in combat, swinging its silver sword with the grace of only the finest swordsmen in Equestria. When Twilight arrived, the creature was fighting at least twenty others. Within seconds of her arrival, it had cut that number by half, only for more to swarm forward. Each time it cut down one creature, two more would take its place. Twilight knew that the creature would not survive if someone didn't intervene. So, she conjured a spell, her horn sparking and glowing bright purple. She used her magic to push away the creatures, giving the one fighting them a chance to escape, but it didn't. It kept hacking away at the crowd, finally cutting down every other creature. As it spayed its final opponent, the creature turned and stared at Twilight confused by what it was seeing.

“Are you okay?” Twilight asked the confused creature.

“A purple horse with wings and a horn? This night makes less and less sense as it goes on. First, the townspeople attack me and now a bright purple horse is asking me if I'm okay.” The creature mumbles under its breath. “To be completely honest, I think I'm starting to go mad, Purple Horse.”

To Be Continued In Chapter 3: An Old Friend