It was a cold and rainy day in the graveyard.
The funeral was ending, people were walking away, but one woman stood, staring at the tombstone.
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry I couldn't help you..."she said softly as she read the tombstone again for the thousandth time.
SARAH HART
BORN: AUGUST 12th, 2007,
DIED: JULY 7th, 2015.
Beloved Daughter.
The woman cried, there wasn't anything else she could do, she stood in the rain, not caring how wet she got. She had lost her daughter, she was taken away from her by a disease that no child should have to suffer through.
There was nothing she could do, nothing the doctors could've done. Her husband had left them months ago, and she had no immediate family, she was alone in the world.
"Are you all right, miss?" A voice asked and she turned to see a man dressed in a black coat with short slightly curled black hair looking at her. He glanced at the tombstone and frowned, immediately understanding. "Oh..."
"What are you doing here?" The woman asked of the strange man.
"Can't a man pay his respects to the dead?" The strange man asked. "You look like you could use someone to talk to."
"I don't need your pity," the woman said and walked off.
The man watched her go, for a moment his eyes changed to yellow with red pupils. He sighed, perhaps this woman was the one he was looking for.
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The woman from the cemetery, Violet Hart stood on the balcony of her apartment, looking down at the city below. She looked like she was contemplating something as she stared out at the cars going past.
"You know, death isn't necessarily the answer," a male voice said, that made Violet jump. She turned to see the same strange man from the cemetery.
"How did you get in here?" Violet demanded.
"I have my ways, my card," the man said and handed the woman a business card.
DISCORD,
LORD OF CHAOS.
"So what's going to happen now, is this where you offer me a deal for my soul or my marriage or whatever?" Violet asked, glaring at the now identified Discord. "Go ahead, I've got nothing left to lose."
"Deals? Oh, you think I'm the Devil then?" Discord said with a chuckle. "No, I'm not here to make a deal with you, I'm here to make you an offer."
"Unless it involves bringing back my daughter, I'm not interested," Violet said indignantly.
"If only I could, I'm the lord of chaos, not a miracle worker," Discord said and shook his head. "Instead, I'm going to offer you a second chance. There's someone who needs your help, and I think you need her just as much."
Violet paused, this man was offering her a chance, but did she dare take it? At this point, she really had nothing left to lose. She had sold everything she could to pay for her daughter's medical bills, and even then she was so deep in debt she'd probably never pay it off.
"Will I ever come back here?" She asked.
"Only if you want to," Discord replied and held out a hand. "Will you do it?"
"I'll do it..." Violet said with a nod.
"Good, then lets go," Discord said and snapped his fingers and in a flash of light they were both gone.
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Violet's POV.
I was blind for a minute, all I could see was darkness, but the world quickly came rushing back to me. I wasn't in New York anymore, I was in, some sort of small town with buildings of different varieties, but they all looked pretty old-fashioned.
What struck me next was that I felt shorter than I did before, not that I was exactly tall to begin with, but I felt strangely closer to the ground. I looked around, there wasn't any people but there were... horses? Well, that's what they looked like at least, but they were colored in different shades, and it seemed like they were all staring at me.
"Uh, hi..." I said nervously.
"LOOK OUT, COMING THROUGH!" A child's voice shouted, I turned and saw a scooter being ridden by a small orange horse with wings barreling towards me. I tried to get out of the way, but I just tripped over my feet.
Luckily for me the out of control scooter came to a stop before it hit me. The horse jumped off and ran up to me.
"Hey, are you alright?" She asked.
"I'm, fine I guess," I said and got to my... hooves? I examined myself, and realized that I was one of those, horse-things too, a purple one with wings.
I did what anyone in this position would do, I fainted.