Don't Starve!

It was a normal day for Willow. Wandering around, burning things.... walking a bit more.... burning more things....

But, at the end of the day, once her firepower was depleted, she had no choice but to end her fiery rampage and rest, much to her displeasure. And today was no different.

Returning home after a long days burn, Willow was more tired than usual. Probably due to the reason that she had torched a tallbird, and those things are supposed to be fire resistant, so it wasn't easy.

Her little home was composed of a chair thing, a farm plot and a single chest. Not much to live by, but when you're  out and about burning things, you tend to come past alot of things.

Exhausted, Willow flopped down on her little bamboo-like sun bed thing, and closed her eyes for a moment and rested. As soon as she did so, there was a loud moan coming from her, and she rolled her eyes. She sat up, and her stomach groaned even louder, as if determined to let the world know of it's hunger. Angrily flicking open her chest, she found that almost all of the contents were stolen. The only thing left at the bottom was a small cup filled with a stinky, purplish liquid of some sort. Drawing her lips away from her teeth in disgust, Willow was tempted to slam the chest, until her stomach roared loudly in defiance.

Lifting out the cup, Willow sniffed it, and rolled her eyes. Counting to three in her head, she drank it down in one mouthful.

"Yuck!" Willow snarled, her tongue killing out of her mouth in a disapproving way.

She suddenly heard a soft giggle from ahead of her, and she readied her spear and looked up.

There was some sort of fat, devil like creature there, carrying a large leather sack. It had two large horns on top of it's head and short, sharp claws on it's hands and feet. It laughed even more.

"Come catch me!" it taunted, and waved to her, before turning round and begining to walk slowly away.

Staggering to her feet, Willow began to follow, but fell down by a small pool of water. Watching her reflection, Willow noticed two horse like ears on top of her head. Continually watching, she saw something sprout from her forehead, and became a horn. Fear and horror passing through her, she looked into the pool of water and witnessed her body go through changes. Forced onto her hands and knees, she watched, helplessly, as muscle built around her arms legs and chest, making them quite thick and powerful. Her hands were torn away as sharp hooves replaced them. Pain thunder through her face as a muzzle pushed out of her face. Feeling as if she were about to faint from the pain, Willow saw as her tattered clothing was torn away, showing a deep crimson fur. A mane and tail quickly grew, a bright red colour, like fire it was.

Feeling the pain fade away, Willow stood defiantly on her new set of hooves, startling  the red thief confronting her. Rearing back, Willow roared her best battle cry, which sat heavy in the YAAAAARGH!! bit in the scale of all battle cries, and charged at the thief. Quickly turning, the red thief began to flee in fear.

Charging as fast as she could, Willow was begining to catch up to the red thief. She was close right up until she leapt and it took a sharp right. Tumbling through the air, Willow saw herself flying straight into a large mirror like object.

"Gi`mme a break!" Willow complained as she collided with the mirror, and instead of coming out the other side, she found herself in a large tunnel thing, with the walls made of spiralling colours.

Suddenly, she colided with a whitish grey pony with a dark grey mane.

"Do you mind!" Willow snarled, kicking him away.

Not so long after, a pure white pegasus with a light yellow mane collided with the grey pony.

"Sorry..." it murmured, crawling away.

Soon they hit the exit of the portal thing, and wound up in a library.

"Dipsticks." Willow growled, still on the ground.

The other two were sitting up, looking around at everything, while Willow`s eyes were locked in the middle of the room, where six ponies all stood with dumbfounded looks on their faces.

Willow rolled her eyes. Well, this is awkward.