The First Night: The Knife
the area was dark and cold. dead trees outlined the area. in the middle of the area was a pony its bright yellow skin shown in the dead area. the grass had turned brown and black the tree's were hollow and made sound as the wind moved through them. the moon looked scarlet in the little light. the grass moved to the wind as the tree's creaked. their horrible music played throughout the area. the yellow pony's eyes open slowly and scanned the area she was laying in. their was a distant rustling sound of grass and hoof's
the yellow pony got up slowly and looked around quickly searching for the sound. the rustling stopped all the sudden. after a while of looking around searching for a body to put the sound with the pony walked off into the woods.the pony quickly stopped every time the wind rustled through the forest.after a while though of getting accustomed to the sound she let her guard down. she wandered the forest for a long time before she found another small clearing. in the middle of the clearing was a small dagger. its hilt was in the shape of a blue butterfly its wings makings making the the cross guard's, its blade was black steel. it shined a little in the moonlight. the pony walked up to the dagger examining it. after a she pulled it out of the ground and held it in her mouth. the rustling sound was back again,but this time a lot louder. a black disoriented figured appeared at the other end of the clearing she was in. it had long black fur red eye's on its hoof's were claws and its teeth were sharp and uneven. as the yellow pony examined the monster she started to shake. it watched her for another second drinking in her fear as he charged hungrily. she quickly moved out of the way and moved to the other end of the clearing. when she turned to face the monster again he was arty charging her again.she dodged just enough and ripped the knife into his fur making a deep cut. it seeped with blood. the creature roared and charged her again faster then the other two times. she barely dodged out of the way plunging the knife into his neck. the yellow pony fell to the ground panting and shaking for dear life as the creature screamed a horrifying gurgle. the woods became quiet after the encounter with the beast. all that was left was the sound of the wind and the trees taking up their horrifying song again. the yellow pony after a while of listening to their soothing song again got up and looked towards the monster. their was only the knife and a lot of blood left behind of the mysterious monster. the mare slowly walked up to the knife pulling it out of the ground. the knife had changed the cross guards colors had changed to a dark red and the handle turned a deep sky blue. the blade had grown longer and sharper it had also gained a pink strand of hair. she looked over to where the monster came from and trotted into the forest once again. the shadows stalked the yellow pony whispering to each other silently.
after a while the yellow pony emerged from the dark forest only to find a completely dead grassland. she slowly made her way to the middle of the field. the wind raged in this grassland its howling roar defining all who could hear it, but still did this little pony define its wishes. in the middle of the grassland was big stone with a stab into the middle of it as if something were to be placed their. as the small yellow pony made her way to the stone,she heard a roar louder then the wind. out of the darkness came a teenage dragon. it landed in front of the small pony and roared its petrifying scream. the yellow pony looked up at this creature with disgust and hatred. the small pony throw the dagger in the air then jumped grabbing it as she landed onto his front paw. she stabbed the paw as hard as she could with the knife as she landed. she then pulled it out and ran up his arm slicing and cutting as she could. the dragon roared out of pain and annoyance. the small pony jumped up to his shoulder bringing the knife down into his flesh once more cutting it like butter. the pony then charged over to his neck barring the dagger deep into his flesh. she the jumped holding onto the dagger cutting open his neck.his blood spilled as a volcano would. the small pony then pulled out the dagger and landed on his shoulder .the dragon roared out in immense pain. it then slashed at the annoyance on its shoulder. the pony dodged the claws and kicked them into his neck. the dragon went salient and fell to the ground. the pony jumped off his shoulder and gilded down. she watched as the dragon melted into black smoke. the pony watched in awe as the dagger in her mouth grew and changed. its blade grew another foot and curved at the end. the handle grew a small black star at the bottom of it.the cross guard's grew their winglike structure vanished and was replaced by wings made up of spikes. the pony looked at the knife smiling. the rock started glowing faintly. the pony rushed up to the slit in the rock. she then pulled the sword out of her mouth placing it in her hoof's stabbed into he rock. everything went white as the sword and rock vanished...then the voices started....
