An empty Darkness, like an unending ocean, surrounds me. I am a rock, sinking into it, knowing I can only fall....
I lie face-first on the ground; I try to stand, but my legs aren't responding. I attempt to open my eyes, but it is still dim around me. I try to scream for help, but my mouth will not move. My body feels number each second, to the point it hurts to try to move. I raise my head and look around, but only see walls. Tears fall from my eyes.
Where am I?
I look to the center of the room and see a strange oval-shape in the middle. Using my arms, I crawl towards it.As I come closer, it become more prevalent that it reflects some light from someplace I cannot see, making it shine brighter than anything else in this room. I crawl faster, wanting to bask in this light...
I make it to the oval-shape, seeing an unknown being reflected against it. I scream inwardly, slamming the oval with my fist. It shattered... into my fist.
A mirror?
I start to wonder why there is a mirror in the middle of a room, when suddenly the room was brightened to blinding proportions.
A blue-figure shouts at my face at a high volume. My ears are deafened with the acoustics of the room. In an attempt to quiet my ringing ears, I place my hands to them, only to feel water. I pull my hands back to my eyes, and see red.
Blood?
With a mere shout, this demon destroyed my hearing. I wonder if she also broke my legs. I feel my eyes begin to twitch, the light in the room blurring drastically. I try to look for the heavens, but I cannot find up nor down.
Oh, dear lord, help me! I wished this light never turned on! I scream in mental anguish.
The figure approached me as I tried to crawl away, but it was already behind me, still screaming, and attempting to grab me...
Suddenly, a blast of green hits the demon, knocking her down. Another figure steps into the room. The being, I could see, was jet-black; but I felt no fear looking at it... I felt safe. The figure faced towards me with a questioning face. I look to my right, seeing the mirror... seeing me. I was bleeding heavily from the ears; my eyes were blood-shot; and my legs were Gone, replaced by bloody bandages. I look to the figure and said one thing.
"Help..."
My consciousness waned after that, and I blacked out.
Back into the safe and beautiful darkness...
A faint light beats upon my welcomed darkness...
I open my eyes, seeing a few green-colored tubes in my body. I nearly freak out, until I saw the one who saved me. It slept in a couch beside my bed, her horn flowing the green into my body. I stare at it. I stare at a beautiful beast in its slumber...
"Well, hello there!" it said to me, "Why have you been staring at me so much, son of Man?"
"I was thinking about how peacefully you slept," I say, feeling chipper," but I guess I messed that up?" I smile, realizing I felt, not chipper, but faint after losing so much blood.
It just smiled back, her horn glowing a bit greener. I felt slightly healthier.
"What are you pumping into me?" I asked, starting to get tired.
It just points to her horn, "My magic, can't let a fellow non-pony die on my mission."
"Pony? Mission?" I ask.
She just laughs softly, "I will tell you in the morning, for now just rest."
Her horn lights up brighter, and I start to feel light-headed.
"Can you tell me your name, then?" I ask, laying back down into this suddenly comfortable bed.
"I am Queen Chrysalis, the rightful ruler of Eques—"
Huh, its a woman? was my last thought before returning to beautiful slumber...
A fuzzy feeling is around my body as I slumber. My body starts to shine before my eyes and all the magnificent darkness around me starts to disappear, or so I thought. All the darkness actually went to one figure, and that figure suddenly shone an earthly green...
I felt at ease. It feels like Mom...
The light around me was blinding as I woke from my bed. My short legs barely hit the floor, but once they did, I ran. I ran towards a deafening scream, but the moment I arrived a corpse was on the floor and a tall person in white was covered in blood. I screamed and tried to hit the man, but he smacked me against the floor and I returned to darkness...
I jolt awake, feeling wet...
"Mother!" I cried. I was blinded my tears, and felt a light, yet warm, thing wrap around my body. I get closer to the warmth and hold it closely; my mind filled with pain...
I cry into the warmth's thick, yet soft, skin for a few minutes...
"T- thank you, my Queen." I say to her, wiping my tears.
She just smiles and says, "Don't worry about it, child of Ma— I mean, my son."
I smiled at her, going back to my bed...
But then she asked, before leaving this dim room, "My son, what is your name?"
"My name?"
...
"My name... is Christopher, I am 10, I think..."
She frowns a bit, "Well Christopher, get some rest and maybe you'll remember who you really are."
She slowly closes the door, and the room becomes dark. I get out of the bed and walk around...
Walk?
I look down, and see that my legs were, indeed, still gone, but there was a new pair of legs. Oddly shaped stub-legs, at that. I try to walk a bit faster, but feel myself losing balance, so I correct myself.
Maybe life in this darkness isn't so bad, with her protecting me...
I smile and go to the bed, which is pure white, and lay down...
"Happy Birthday!" said my father, smiling at me. The cake in front of me was vanilla, my favorite, and had written on it, 'Happy 11th birthday!'. I smile at my father, but we are both crying inside. It was only a few days after mom's brutal murder, and the criminal was captured in his pitch-black barn by dogs. He lights the candles and we sing the song, as usual, and I make my wish...
I wished for an answer, but God never gave one...