'We all have a reason to be little flower. Mine is to fight so that I know you are safe. Please, be safe my little flower.'

That was the only thing of my mother I remember. Not her face, her name, even why she had to leave me. All I know is one day she never came back. A bunch of shady men took everything she owned, only leaving me with a small, worn, leather back journal that never seemed to run out of pages, not like they would have known that. After they took everything I was dropped off at the orphanage.

That is where the true hell began.

The girl opened her eyes with a tired groan, the sunlight beaming in through the window. Something was off. This was not the room she was always left in. The bed was too soft. Beds were only this soft when she was taken from her room to please another. The ceiling was in a different pattern. Even the door was in a different style.

The girl sat up right as the events from the previous day started to catch up with her. She remembered the death. The blood, the smell. She remembered being curled up in a ball, naked, alone, and afraid. Then there was a light... And next thing she knew she was waking up to these strange monsters... Only they didn't act like monsters from the stories... They sang to her... After that, The girl had no clue what happened.

"Where... Am I?" The girl spoke to the air, not expecting a response.

One of those monsters she saw was there, staring at her. It looked like of someone took a colorful horse or pony and crossed it with a human. They had hands, Breasts where they are located on human women, feet judging from the heels, human featured and impossibly big eyes. Yet they also had a tail and colorful hair, coated in a coat of fur, and dispite being a monster, there was also something comforting about the creature. It spoke in a unrecognizable tongue, a language as beautiful as it was strange. The mare left the room in a hurry, leaving the girl alone again.

"Why... Am I here?" She asked herself, sitting up on the bed she was in. Looking herself over, she realized she was wearing a simple and sturdy, yet soft and comfortable white cloak of unknown material. Over her young body was a simple soft dark blue gown, like the type the nobles would where when visiting the doctor. Looking around, the room was simple, with strange candles in the ceiling illuminating the room. A steady beep to her side showed some type of strange instrument, likes bouncing in time with her heartbeat.

Before she could mess with the strings connecting her to the Machine, the door opened, causing the girl to jump and look towards the door. Instead of the pink haired, white furred Woman (mare?), In came two taller monsters, these two having horns much like the unicorns she had seen pictures of, yet wings like the Pegasi. One had fur of the purest white, her pink, blue and green mane waving with a unknown wind with pink, caring eyes. The other, slightly shorter, had fur of the darkest blue, her mane seemingly containing the night sky and moving much like the other, her teal eyes showing the same level of caring, if a bit hardened, like those of ones who had seen battle. The white one spoke in the same beautiful, exsotic, but unknown language as the woman from earlier.

"I... I can't understand you." The girl spoke fearfully, afraid of what they could do to her if she could speak to them.

Both taken aback, they turned to each other before speaking more in their tongue. The girl grew more fearful when their horns began to glow, the feeling of magic in the air collecting around their horns before some sort of spell was cast. "You understand now?" The white one asked, her mouth still moving in her own language, yet the words, If broken, now clear to the girl.

"Y-yes." The girl spoke, levels of fear still in her voice, but now with equal amounts of wonder. She had never heard of a spell that translates languages. "Who are you? Where am I? How are you alive?" The girl asked, remembering that her spell did not discriminate.the world should be dead, with her there to see it's last days.

"Me name Celestia." The white one spoke.

"Me name Luna. You in Equestria. Where you come?" The blue one, Luna asked.

"I-I was the Awoken of Caed Nau." The girl admitted, fearful of how these creatures would use a Awoken. Would they be exactly like the others? Would they be worse? Or would they be merciful and just kill her, consider her just a threat to be ended.

"What Awakened? Position similar to Ruler?" Celestia asked. They... Don't know what a Awoken is?

"A human that can control magic. Magic to create, to destroy... Powerful magic.." the girl said, shivering from the memories of the corpses, their chests torn wide open from a single spell. "Slave to those with power, such is our destiny."

She closed her eyes, afraid of what was to come, only to feel something soft around her. Opening her eyes, she saw the two holding her protectively, much like... "Slave no good. Not allowed in Equestria." Luna said strongly. "You free. No slave."

The girl choked on her words, tears falling from her face. "I'm free? Pain... No more pain?"

"No more. You safe." Celestia said softly. The girl broke, holding on two the two monsters, no, the two angels as she cried. All her fears on this new place gone, all her worries, disappeared. She cried until there was no more tears to shed as she held on to the two.

"You name?" Luna asked.

"Th-they never gave me one. They just called me girl." The girl said softly, her voice weak from the crying.

"Then you name now. How Lotus? Black Lotus?" Celestia asked, her caring eyes looking at the girls almost glowing purple.

"Strange... But I like it." Lotus said, her face holding a strange position for her. A smile graced her lips. "Thank you."

"No thank." Luna said, her horn glowing before a slight pop, and a familiar book in the magical glow. "This yours?" The blue guardian asked, the book floating over to Lotus. With wide eyes realization, Lotus snatched her journal out of the air, holding the book tight.

"Yes... This is mine. Thank you."

"You welcome." Celestia said with a soft smile. "You rest. We be back." The two then stood up and started to make their way out.

"Wait!" Lotus said, causing them to look back. "I.... Thank you."

The two smiled. "Anytime." Celestia spoke before closing the door behind them. Lotus looked at her journal, caressing the leather bound cover before opening it to a free page, taking out the piece of charcoal she has hidden in the spine and writing a new entry.

Is this a dream? I remember hearing a soft, calming sound then falling asleep. When I woke up, I was in this strange place. The beings here are not human, and speak in this beautiful language. Two came in, I think they are the rulers of this Equestria. They asked me some questions, and told me that slavery is not a thing here, that I am free. They even named me and hugged me much like I remember my mother doing. Wherever I am, I don't want to leave. I just hope this isn't a dream.

~Black Lotus

Author's Note

I do not own the picture.

Sorry for the wait. Writer's block, other stories, preparing to be a father and various other things kept me off this. I hope you enjoied it!