Viventis Anathema - Story of a Cursed Mare

Grimwood slowly woke up, not knowing what is going on. Her mind was a little dizzy for a moment.
After a short time she finally remembered what happened. She looked around, discovering to find herself in a very wooden room, with her chest covered in bandages and lying on a bed with Dandy Leon being near to her.

"You had finally woke up." said Leon. "It's miracle that we were able to treat your wounds."

"But how did you know how to find me?" Grimwood asked.

"Me and Eclair saw the fight from bushes and retrieved you after Nemesis left,"

"Where am I?"

"In the outskirts of Ponyville, of course."

"What?"

"That was the only safe house we have found. It's forsaken after all." Eclair said, entering the room.

"You know you are protecting a wanted criminal," Grimwood informed.

"I don't believe it. Sure, you don't look very nice but you are not the one who putted the curse."

"It doesn't matter. Its your word against that of the Royalties. Besides, what do you want from me?"

"I was just defending you,"

"Spare that for yourself. I have not time to- ARGH!" Grimwood tried to stood up, but she couldn't even try that as a very sharp pain stinged in both sides were her chest was pierced. Leon gestured her to remain in the bed.

"You should remain on the bed. Your wounds has not completely healed yet." said Leon.

The mare layed on her bed once more. She relaxed herself a little, though that she wasn't enthusiast to remain binded there. She was, however, conscious of the fact that she risked to die during that fight. Grimwood took her time to rest while reflecting about what happened before.

Nemesis was no joke. That was the first fore to pose a real threat to her. But that was just a excuse. Infact, Grimwood had underestimated the armored pony. But there's on thing that seemed really off. Nemesis was an Homunghoul, a undead twisted creature created by the maker, and yet she has displayed a vivid sign of both free will and unwarped behavior, though that Grimwood doesn't believe that yet. Even now, the violet mare doesn't know anything about her motivations.

"Eclair, I think we should leave her on her own." Leon said as he escorted Eclair out of the room.

Grimwood didn't even bothered to ask were her gear was and decide to get some rest. Restore her strength was her first priority. She took her time to summarize what happened so far. From her escape from Canterlot to the fight with the Homunghoul Fluttershy. All of that leading to the thought of the Homunghoul Maker.

"Seriously, who could this guy possibly be? Frost Bite said he's Necro Alchemist, the most treacherous thing to Equestria. I better not underestimate this nutjob."

After this consideration, she sighed and finally decided to get some sleep to recover. But this recover arrived very earlier since, after seven minutes of rest without being able to actually sleep for the nervousness, Grimwood was struck by a sudden stinging sensation coming from her wounds, but this time it vanished after one second.

Grimwood stood up and removed the bandages from her chest. She looked at were the front wound was supposed to be. It vanished from her chest, meaning that even the one from behind her is gone. And internal wounds were healed as well.

That cannot be a coincidence. She went out the room and descended downstairs to the living room, where she found Leon sat on the couch.

"Hey!" called Grimwood

"Ah, you. I didn't though that you can recover this faster."

"Spare your corteous shit. You had done something to me, isn't it?"

".... Well, i just forced you to drink a Vitae Potion one hour before your awakening."

Grinwood grabbed Leon by his neck. "Never touch my body. EVER."

"Chill off! He just healed you!" Eclair intervened.

Grimwood remain still and slowly loosened her grip on Leon. "I guess I should thank you for healing me... But mind your business this time. it's too dangerous being involved with me."

At that point, Grimwood leaved the two ponies alone and went upstairs, returning back to her room. She lay on her bed and managed to sleep.

In Canterlot Castle, the black armored pony entered in a bedroom, were Celestia was waiting.

"Come in, Neo Zen" Celestia said.

"It's a honor," Neo said. "Unfortunately for us, Grimwood Vileberry escaped our watch."

"She killed?" Celestia asked.

"No, somepony else helped her."

"Somepony else? Continue." Celestia invited.

"Strangely enough, it was one of the mutated ponies. Probably she wanted Grimwood for herself." Neo said. "She can control a strange liquid metal being inside her blood. Belgientum should be the name."

"Continue to investigate and reinforce our watch. We cannot allow this crisis to endure."

"Of course."

The following day, Grimwood took her bag and went nearby the entrance, when she was stopped by Leon and Eclair.

"Wait, were are you going?" Eclair asked.

"None of your business," Grimwood said.

"You are going after the Homughoul Maker, are you?" Leon asked.

"What?" Eclair said perturbed.

"It's about just me and him. Now get lost," Grimwood shoved both of them and went out the house. "And you shouldn't be involved with me in any case."

Eclair was about to go after her, but Leon stopped her, gesturing her that stop Grimwood won't do anything. Set to find the maker, Grimwood galloped her way throughout the woods. Her destination was specific.

Ponyville.