Darkwing hasn't felt happiness since the very day his parents died. Never knowing how they died or why, he'd been on his own for as long as he can remember, constantly wanting to end his life and trying to ease his pain through cutting himself. What happens, though, when an unexpected yellow mare catches him about to jump for good and talks him out of it, saving his life... And perhaps even hers? Will they change each other for the better, or was this a total mistake from the start?

Author's note: This is my first fic, and I've been trying my hardest, but constructive criticism is very much welcomed! But please, don't be a jerk or troll. And no, there will not be any clopping. This is rated teen for references to heavy depression and personal cutting.