1. From The Depths of Hell
Deep in the base of the demons, was a dark room, the room had ice cold water inside of it, making it bone chilling. Most thought flames would be all around, but instead of warmth, it was cold and there were few flames that kept ponies warm enough to live, but demons could live easy. The bricks were dark and made it all seem much more worst. There were also scratches from claws that dug into the brick, along with blood splatters. The scent could make ponies gag, from the filth and the heavy smell of blood.
Then something began to stir in the middle of the room with water, ripples coming from the location. Slowly a young pegasus's eyes open, they are a deep blue, almost like the ocean. Her mane is black and messy and her pelt is a pale grey. She almost seems like a figure from an old photo with her black and grey colors, but her cutie mark is three flowers. Her memory disappeared from her mind, but only some remains.
I can't remember, I know what happened to me, I know that I was betrayed, used only to be thrown like trash. What is my name? Who do I know? The young mare thought.
She looked around at her the room, she wished she had never trusted the demons, the mare knew she was lucky not to be dead. Slowly she soon decided to get up, when she does, a sharp pain enters her legs and she looked at her legs to see that she had many cuts that covered her grey legs. She watched as blood seeped out of them and she knew it was highly probable that her pelt would be stained.
The mare stretched out her wings, and another sharp pain entered her body, and this time she winced. The mare wanted to cry out in pain and just fall to the ground, but she knew, that she had to press on. However she knew what she had to do first, she knew she had to think of a name for herself. The mare didn't know why, but she felt like she wanted to be able for people to address her by a name. She looked down at the shadows and she knew soon what she wanted to be called.
Shadow, I am no longer what I was, I am Shadow. I know what I did, I released the demons, set them free and now, I have to fix this. She thought, telling herself what she had done, although she already knew.
Shadow knew where she was, she knew the way out also, however it would take longer from her injuries. She moved very slowly, trudging through the water. It was difficult for her to walk from the many injuries and she knew that some may turn to be scars. As she moved slowly, she knew one thing, she was hell bound from what she did. Even if she managed to fix her mistakes, she was going to be sent down into the depths of hell.
Although she was deceived, it was obvious to her that she would be sent to hell. Shadow sighed as she continued to trudge through the water. She walked over to the dark brown steps that would grant her freedom from this room. As she stepped onto the first one it creaked, but she knew no one was here for they all left, for they all craved freedom. She continues to clop up the stairs until she got to the door. Even though she knew none would be in this fortress, she opened it very slowly and looked around.
The torches were out and there was a chilly damp breeze, but she wasn't too far in. Although she was already cold from the water, she had enough time to escape before hypothermia settled in. Her breathing and footsteps was the only thing that she could hear, although they echo off the walls of the dimly lit corridor, she found them comforting. She began to weave through the halls, heading closer to the exit. Her hooves burned with frostbite, its stinging cold bring much pain.
With each step she found it was even more agonizing, as though each step sparked a new pain. The pains rippled up her legs and seemed to infect the rest of her body, spreading fast with each step. Shadow was beginning to moan with every single step. Soon she knew that she needed a few seconds of rest, so she went to the wall, and slowly settled herself down against the wall. Her wounds bringing her more and more pain, in seconds she she knew she had to escape. The frostbite seemed to be crawling up her legs.
Shadow already knew it was impossible for her to run her injuries would just make her give up too soon. It would be pointless for her to even try. As she weaved her way through the dark halls, she knew she was drawing closer to the exit. There was a slight thrill inside her to be escaping this place. She was no longer going to live in Manehatten, she was going to live in the forest. She sighed once again, for she knew she would miss her home, for it was warm and comfortable, but she knew what she had to do. Shadow knew her friends, if she had any, would miss her, also her family if she had any.
Although she knew, that most people with amnesia go to a hospital, she knew she couldn't, she would be locked up and unable to fix her mistakes. The mistakes that had put the world in great danger. Every time she thought of what she did, the worst she felt inside, she almost felt, dead. She craned her head, and looked down at her hooves, she she looked back up she could see a brown door with pale sunlight gleaming through it. Her heart thudded loudly against her chest, she was scared to see what she unleashed.
Shadow was tempted to go back to the room where she was and let hypothermia eat away at her until she died, yet something made her want to go on. It was the fact she didn't want to be a disgrace, she wanted to fix all the problems she had just caused. Soon courage worked its way up and although she would still her the loud beating of her heart, she slammed open the door, eyes closed at first.
She felt the warmth on her face and she opened her eyes to see dark grass, most in dead patches, and she knew that the demons had done all this, death. It was maybe just grass, but she still felt bad, her head went up towards where Manehatten was. Her mouth gaped as for she saw Manehatten in ruins, buildings had fallen over, and she already knew from that, her home was a mess. She remembered faintly about her home, but she felt tears roll down from her eyes.
Shadow didn't know if she hated her home or not, but it was her home, and now it looked like this. She soon ignored the pain that stung greatly in her body and walked down the hill and drew closer to Manehatten. The tears fell as she got a closer look, she could see the streets and they were covered in blood and remains of buildings, the demons must have feasted here. She could see shattered glass and in the middle of the street, a doll for a little filly. More tears came, until she heard the sounds of clawing.
She went forward, scrapping up a shard of glass, ignoring the pain as she rain although it hurt a lot. She stopped to see a demon and a stallion, the stallion had no weapons and stood low, fear in his eyes. He looked to see her, and gestured for her to leave now. She shook her head no, for the demon wasn't aware she was there. She wanted to fly and kill it by stabbing its head, but the heart would also be fine. She quietly ran forward, the demon turned, but it was too late as Shadow pushed the blade into its chest.
The creature let out a cry of agony and soon disappeared into ash, as any demon did. She huffed, still injured, that was when her mind seemed to snap back into focus and her wounds seemed to become real again, making her fall to her knees. The stallion was a unicorn and was now beside her, he was her age, and light brown with a short mane that was darker brown.
"Do you need help?" He asked in a concerned voice.
Shadow felt that all she could do was nod and she soon nodded yes. The stallion assisted her back onto her hooves.
"Come on, I can help you with your wounds, besides you did save me from that thing." He said, and as he moved, she leaned on him.
She knew that right now she had no chance, so instead of complaining, she went with the brown stallion.