Desperate Cutie Marks

by The Demon of Sloth


Chapter 3: The dangers within

The dead leaves and rotten twigs crunched underneath Sweetie Belle's hooves in every step she took. Even though those sounds didn't bother her the least bit, in her heart she was still afraid.
"What if I run into some beasts on the way? What will I do, I don't have any defences!" She thought nervously as her heart hammered wildly. She was too busy into her thoughts that she did not notice a green scaly tail blocking her path. She tripped over it, landing on the dirt with a loud thud. The young unicorn winced in pain as she stumbled back up. she turned her head around to see what she had tripped on, which then made her freeze, and shake in fear.
"The Cockatraice!!" Sweetie Belle thought in horror as she noticed the animal getting up, annoyed by whoever woke it up. A message flashed through her mind "Quick! Get yourself out of here before the Cockatraice sees you!!!"
She immediately dashed off, her cloak tailing behind her. The cockatraice immediately gave chase. Her heart pounded furiously as sweat trickled down her forehead to her chin. She wanted to see if she lost the Cockatraice, but in her heart she knew well that if she looked into it in the eyes, she would turn to stone. She gulped in fear. she did not want to turn to a statue now, not so soon! As soon as her imagination grow wilder, she felt energy humming through her legs as she ran fast like never before. She squeezed her eyes shut, too afraid to open them.
Wrong desicion.
She hit on her head on a tree trunk. She soon saw stars, then squeezed her eyes shut as she buried her eyes with her hooves. The aggresive animal used its claws to scratch it, trying to make eye contact. Sweetie Belle squeezed her eyes really tight till she shedded tears. She couldn't look, not even peek.Her breathing rate shot higher as the Cockatraice succesfully removed her hooves from her face. As just as it was going to turn the poor filly into stone, it heard a noise that made it yelp in surprise and flew away into the drooping leaves of the trees.
Sweetie Belle breathed heavily as she slowly opened her eyes, panting . She gingerly stood up and looked around her. What made the Cockatraice ran away? Definately not Fluttershy, as she could have used the stare to frighten it. So it was something or someone might have scared it off. But, who or what was it?
A horrible stench snapped her out of her thoughts. She covered her nose, disgust written all over her face. The stench came from a nearby bush. She soon saw glowing eyes staring at Sweetie Belle. She shivered slightly, then tried to stand back, but her legs were numb, she couldn't move. She was paralysed with fear!
The glowing eyes approached her, the stench stronger now. Then many glowing eyes followed behind the figure that edged closer to Sweetie Belle. The figure soon gingerly walked out of the shadows, revealing branches and twigs with leaves. She felt like screaming, but nothing came out of her throat. Cold sweat trickled down her forehead as she backed away, realising that she was face to face with a herd of timberwolves! She then suddenly she broke into a run. The Timberwolves chased her, snarling.
Sweetie Belle ran and ran, panting heavily, She was starting to wear out, but the Timberwolves were hot on her heels. If she stopped, she would become the Timberwolves lunch. She swiftly doged the obstacles ahead of her, but she knew she couldn't keep on running forever. She had to hide. But, where?
Suddenly, she accidentaly tripped over a stone. She fell flat on her face. The timberwolves surrounded the frightened unicorn filly. Fear gripped her throat as the Timberwolves edged closer to her, the stench emmiting from their mouths was unbearable. She felt nausea as her face turned slightly green. The sharp fangs glistened from their jaws as they opened wide, ready to chomp Sweetie Belle into pieces! Just as she almost fainted from fright, a blast of brilliant green magic knocking the hungry animals as they collasped into a pile.
She felt a sea of relief, and heaved hard. Who was her saviour anyway?
She turned around to see a tall figure, with glittery, rippling mane and tail. Her magnificant wings were flapped open as the figure walked closer to Sweetie Belle. Her hooves slippers glittered in the darkness. A black cloth with a cresent was wrapped around her neck. (Is that a cloth or something?) Her long horn was also shown with a small crown on her head. As she waled close enough, she extended her hoof to her, and said in a calm, soothing voice "Hello, my dear. What are you doing in the dangerous Everfree forest?"
Sweetie Belle looked up, and saw her moderate cyan eyes soften with concern.
"Princess Luna........"