I also make cameos from other series and I do not own the rights to them. I could not rest but to use them for laughs.
Chapter 3; The Lost And The Found
H.G could not see any light, there was only darkness. She kept moving forward, and soon she found herself in a gloom covered cave. Traveling deeper into the cave until she ended up at the banks of a gray and black river. "The River Styx," H.G breathed with a mixture of despair and satisfaction. That's when she saw a skiff come up to the banks the captain of the boat was a skeletal figure wrapped in a long black cloak, his bony fingers clung to a long stone pole. "Waiting for me is Chron, The Ferryman Of The Dead. Fitting really, I guess my next stop is Hell." The silently they glided through the waters, in silence they moved onwards to the other side of the expansive banks. The waters swirled ebbed H.G could see the tortured souls writhing in pain just below the surface. It came into view and she knew what she saw Rodin's Gates of Hell. It was just as she saw it in the museums. Chron stopped before them, she left the boat passing him two coins, his fee taking her to her destination.
H.G. joined the line of souls, that were waiting to be judged. She watched as they marched up to a throne of bone and sandstone, with an enormous black, scythe, like ax just behind it. A skeletal, figure clocked in tattered black and dark violet vestments, donned in golden rings, an amulet that hung from it's bony neck. A pointed crown sat on his skeletal head. H.G. knew that figure from ancient history, "King Menos." H.G. breathed to herself.
As a soul stood before King Menos, the somber skeletal face opened it's clenched teeth only momentarily. With a breath made of dust, it boomed. "Gluttony!" It thrusted a bony finger towards the gate, and the soul was carried away by two hulking beast with bone like masks.
She watched as King Menos, leaned against his free hand. A more famine creature with a bone like mask came up to him. She was adorned with white and wrapped in chains. She carried a basin and bottle of liquid. King Menos took the basin as the female poured the bottle's contents into the basin. Drinking it down with a gulp he made a ragged exhale. "I'm so bored!" He boomed. The next soul was presented to King Menos, he pointed his bony figure at it. "Greed!"
H.G. waited in line, she wondered what was going to happen to her when it was time. It came closer and closer she was now was afraid of what would happen to her. She had done so many bad things what was her fate? Her turn came and as his finger pointed at her, his mouth began to open.
"Sorry Kingy," A brash confident female voice call out. H.G. turned to see Daring Do, she came up trotting to King Menos. "That soul doesn't belong with you, she has to come with me!" She shook her head. "It's not her time. So just point out the Exit and we'll be off."
King Menos exhaled and pointed a bony finger to the left of his throne. "Thanks for the assist Kingy. Have a nice day, see ya never." Daring Do said as she lead the way, she was dressed in a khaki jacket and pit-helmet hat.
"Listen, I appreciate what you did but..."
"But nothing, Hell is a community for those who have done evil. Evil doers that can not and will not repent. Your not like that. You long for a chance to make up for your mistakes and the wrongs you've made. If you go to Hell they'll be no way for you to make up for what you did. Follow me then you have a chance. You can make up for what you did and even have a good life in the bargain." Daring lectured her.
"I know we have a lot in common, but what about your daughter she needs her mother not me!" H.G. exclaimed.
They arrived at a train station where there were two trains waiting. As she and Daring Do walked closer the train H.G. watched Daring's outfit changed into a white dress, her main was done up with a pill box hat sitting on one side of her head a purse haggling from one of her front legs. H.G. saw that Daring Do had cleaned up wearing makeup she was tastefully and subtle. She gave H.G. a smile with her painted lips. "She not my daughter..."
"Mommy, Your here!" A voice rang out through the train station as white filly came running up to Daring Do. The little filly looked like Crystal Song, she was wearing a white frilly dress.
"She's your." Daring Do finished and she lead her daughter onto one of the trains.
She was confused where does she go now? H.G. watched as a little tabby cat with two tails, dressed in traditional Japanese garb, smoking a long pipe walking up to her. He stopping before her, he tilted a bowler hat in her direction. "Hello Ms. Wells, Time to go back to reality. Someone's waiting." He showed her to the other train. The door opened and she walked over to the train hesitantly.
As H.G. passed through the door she heard a familiar voice. "Mummy? Mummy?"
H.G. opened her eyes, Was it a dream? She thought. Looking down at the little filly that was looking up at her. For a brief moment she thought she saw Christian's face. "Christina?"
"Yes, I don't know how, but I know that it's your my Mummy." The Filly stated and hugged her.
H.G. couldn't hold back her tears. "Yes, it's me. I miss you soo very much."
"I missed you too Mummy, I was so scared." Christina continued to hug her tightly.
"Christina, what's the last thing you remember, before you came here?" H.G. asked her daughter.
"Two men broke into the house, Sophie tried to stop them but they hurt me." The little filly said her large eyes starting to water. "It hurt bad, I was so scared."
"And you woke up here?" H.G. questioned as she started to dry her daughters tiers. She nodded to her mother.
"There's a pony that looks like uncle Charles, but he's a lot nicer than real uncle Charles." Christina said.
"I know I've met him, he is really nice." H.G. said with a little giggle in her voice.
"Do you think this is Heaven?" Christina asked.
"No, no Christina your mummy doesn't deserve heaven she, she did..."
"But this is!" The little filly pleaded. "Because there's no bad men to hurt anyone. The ponies are nicer here and now I have my mummy, why can't it be heaven?"
H.G. couldn't stop herself from tearing up, nor could she stop them from falling. "Christina, mummy lived a long time without you. Mummy became very, very sad and tried to do something very bad. She hurt so bad, because you weren't there with her. Mummy did very bad things that could have taken other mummy way from their little girls and vice versa. Mummy tried to do something very, very bad." Tears continued to fall from H.G. eye. "She didn't deserve this gift she was given."
"You were sad, very sad, I'm here now and you don't have to be sad any more. So mummy don't cry." Christina pleaded with her.
"Mummy doesn't deserve to be with you," H.G. broke down. "Mummy doesn't deserve to be with you." She cried.
The little filly barrier her face into her mother's chest. "But you do, I need you. Mummy, I need you!" She cried into her mother.
The two cried in some what silently H.G. didn't know how to comfort her or how to face the truth of the situation. Her anger grew, as she realized how she hurt her own child, she was the worst mother on two worlds. There was no excuse for me She thought to herself.
"Mummy?" The filly broke the silence. H.G. looked down at her child, puzzled at what she wanted.
"Yes?"
"You said that you lived a long time. How long?" She asked in a broken voice.
H.G. thought for a moment. No one is her to stop me? "Well," H.G. started hesitantly "Mummy had to move to America for her job."
"You went to live with the yanks?" She questioned.
H.G. chucked. "Yes, yes I did, and the last year I remembered it was 2011."
"Wow that's a long time, your really old." She said in amazement.
"Yes, I saw and did a lot of amazing things and made many new friends." H. G. paused only wondering what her child would believe of her tales. She told her of the wonders and horrors of the new world as well as the time that passed. The Filly was awe struck and sat on her mother's lap listening to all her stories. "And last thing I remember before I came here I was saving my friend form a very, very bad man. I was hurt very bad and then I woke up here. But now you must know that we all have different names. I'm Daring Do, Yielding Do is the one that looks like uncle Charles , and you have a new name too."
Christina' eyes seemed to shine with a strange light. "Really, those are really funny." She let out a little giggled.
"Ah, you have a name too. It's CrystalSong."
"That's really pretty, mummy do I looked pretty as a pony?"
"Well I like to think so, but I'm not a good judge because I'm your mummy." H.G. Laughed a bit.
"Yah, but I think you're very beautiful mummy." Christina giggled at her.
H.G. smiled at her daughter. "Thank you Crystal Song."
"Mummy, lets live here, forget all about the bad people who hurt us and stay together."
"All right, all right," H.G. chuckled as she pulled her daughter closer to her. "We'll live here and forget all about the bad people that hurt us and be happy." H.G. smiled at her daughter as she relaxed herself. "Now let get some sleep, tomorrow is going to be a very big day. Good night my CrystalSong." She hugged her beloved daughter.
"Good night mummy." She murmured with a happy smile.