Enfield stretched and looked at her thankfully dry body, running her hoof across her face she inspected it almost expecting blood to cover her hoof. Gripping her head she sat up and opened her pack and searched through it quickly finding her toothbrush she walked to the restroom and cleaned herself up, splashing some water on her face she breathed out, "God, I hope I made the right choice," she groaned, 'Do not worry filly-mare, you did,' the voice embedded in her head stated, 'the headaches will subside, I just need to get settled within,' she said, "Alright just don't go rooting around my memories of being an out of control teenager," she demanded, 'oh do not worry I already got a glimpse, of that lust filled nightmare I have no intention to delve deeper, what causes someone to dive so deep into depravity for their first time?' the voice questioned. "Daddy issues." Enfield stated stepping out of the bathroom and walking out towards her family.
"Hey there Enfield," Moth said getting a slight grimace, "What would you like for breakfast?" she asked getting a nod from the filly, a tired Night Fox slowly smacking on some cereal. Enfield had to bite her tongue to not yell at her to close her mouth.
A quiet yelp filled Enfield's head 'Perhaps I can help with those emotional outbursts, as well, you know I can feel your pain right,' the voice stated, "sounds perfect to me," Enfield grumbled out swallowing the blood in her mouth, "something cold, maybe fruit please." she mumbled, but didn't have to wait long.
"It's going to be pretty cold out there, are you sure want this?" one of the workers asked holding the cup of chilled fruit, she got a nod from the filly as she grabbed the cup sticking her knife into one of them, quickly popping a piece of fruit in her mouth sighing as it sat against her bleeding tongue.
Slowly the blood stemmed and her headache faded, 'There we go, I have nestled myself between your amygdala and prefrontal cortex, at least that is what your brain says they are,' the voice stated, "What did I say about rooting through my memories," she hissed out, getting a side look from her parents and Night Fox, 'First you said out of control teenager memories, second, most memories are going to just hit me but I won't be able to delve in but I'll get like a flash, we can't control that,' the voice told Enfield, "fine," the filly breathed out.
"Are you talking to yourself, sweetie?" Sabine asked getting a nod from the filly, "Is it part of your recovery." She asked.
"Yeah, it helps me keep track of things and not think about other things," she said, 'If it worked that would be great, it's a mess of emotions in here, seems like you've been bottling for a while,' the voice said, Enfield dropped her knife cutting her rear leg a hiss coming from the voice, 'Sorry, I won't comment on your repressed emotions,' it said, "yeah you won't." the filly said looking into her pack for her first aid kit, quickly applying a piece of gauze against the cut.
"Are you okay?" Moth asked getting a nod and smile from Enfield, "If you say so, let me see it at least?" the mare asked Enfield removed the piece of gauze and showed the shallow wound on her leg, "Alright it's not deep at least." she told her using some of the medical tape Enfield packed.
"Thanks, Moth," she said picking her knife back up and starting to eat again, 'You don't need to answer, but I think we have an understanding, you have full control over both of our lives and I should not risk them?' Enfield tapped the flat of her knife on the cup, 'Understood,' the voice coughed out, "I keep getting shocked by how good the fruit is." Enfield said swallowing getting an off smile from Moth, Sabine shaking her head keeping out of it.
The train slowed to a crawl as they approached the resort's stop, "Alright kids time to pack up," Moth said, Enfield climbed down and threw on her jacket, and vest then tightened down her saddlebags, "Well good to see Enfield happy to go," she said looking off to the side at the sluggish form of Sabine, "Come on my other daughter, it's time to go." she said slapping her with a wing.
The family stepped off the train and walked towards the resort, Enfield looked at the trees before her breath hitched and she fell forward, by the moon what is wrong?' the voice asked, "My, my dream it was here-," she said looking at the trees, "-I can feel it," her breaths becoming rougher, "there's something in the woods, it hungers," she said reaching up for her .45, "We should get into the resort," she said, 'are you sure there's something in the woods?' the voice questioned, seeming worried, 'Because remember there's two of us in here now,' she said, Enfield, groaned, "Come on let's get inside before night falls." she said marching forward her family worriedly following.
They quickly checked in and set up their stuff, "Nice room," Enfield whistled opening the window and looking out. Using her m22s she looked out over the woods, she saw birds fly away from an area not that far and heard three cracks ring out, a roar following soon after, "I think that was a gun," Enfield said opening the door and heading down the stairs, 'That is bad right, a gun is bad, you should be the only one with one of those things,' my accessory said, 'so why are we running towards the gunfire?' she questioned watching as Enfield sprinted to the edge of the woods her m45 drawn and kept low, "Come on, come on, what is it?" she asked nobody, as Moth ran by her side.
"What is it?" she asked as they gazed out at the woods together, soon a woman came running out a rifle in one hand as she sprinted, Enfield took a hitched breath as the creature chasing made itself visible as it limply barreled through the woods.
"RANA TO THE SIDE!" she screamed causing the woman to turn and run to the side Enfield raised her m45 standing up on her rear legs and gripped with both magic hoof hands and started to fire striking the creature in the side as it began to stumble even more before tumbling to the ground. dropping her magazine she slapped in her next one and sprinted to the creature and dumped her second magazine into the creature's head, the woman walked over and shakily put a fresh stripper clip into her rifle.
"What are you?" she asked aiming at the filly, Moth quickly tackled her and tossed the rifle to the side.
"You will not hurt her, she's been through enough." she growled raising her hoof about to strike.
"Moth wait, she's in shock," Enfield said running over and looking at the Arab, "Rana, I know this is strange but it's me, Lilly, it's Corporal Strike," she told her getting an off look from the woman, "I know it's hard to believe but I got transported here too and got turned into a child," she explained hoping to get through to her, "I-I can explain, so how about I tell you something only I would know," Enfield said, "I used a m38 designated marksman rifle and I named her Roza." she told her a little recognition coming to the eyes of Rana.
"Why did you name her Roza?" Rana asked her free hand slowly gripping her backup knife.
"I named her after the world war 2 soviet sniper Roza Shanina," Enfield told her her whole body relaxed.
"You look adorable Strike," she laughed out getting a pout from Enfield, "I'm so happy to see you again, you have no idea how much I missed you." she whined out reaching her arms and wrapping them around the filly.
"Oh I have an idea, you were my best friend Rana," Enfield said laughing herself Moth looked between them before falling to her haunches, "and no you can't carry me Rana, I know what you're thinking," she told her getting a sad whine from her friend, "Alright fine." she relented getting a happy squeal from Rana as she stood up and cradled the filly pulling her in close, 'This endorphin boost is amazing,' the voice said giggling as Moth led them back to the room.