Mariska. The third of the Dark Purveyors. The only female Dark Purveyor was alone on O'Bannon farm, playing peaceful yet sad tunes with her sitar. Her undead chickens surrounded her and clucked all about. Just like always. She simply let out a sigh and remained playing her sitar.

"What is there to do on this world, my chicken friends?" She asked when each of the chickens stared at her.

They just stared at her. Just like always.

"The upside about this world is they don't tease me like they do in Rotten World, my friends. Remember?" Mariska asked.

The chickens clucked and stared at each other.

"At least you try, my friends." Mariska said.

What she had told the chickens was true. She was stronger than both Zed and Vikke but was always bullied as a child and still being bullied now. There were many things all the Purveyors and other intelligent zombies and demons in Rotten World had made fun of her about such as her powers and her sterotypical hippie actions. Yeah, she may seem high but was she really high? No. She was just being her peacful, friendly self. Yeah, she talks to animals but does that make her insane? No. She does because she does it. And only she understood what they were saying. She understood her troubles and they try their best to understand hers. It was something she appreciated from them.

Afterall, it's something the Purveyors and everyone in Rotten World have failed to provide her. It all seemed like it happened yesterday. All because the pain felt fresh and was still strong.

-Flashback From 12 Years Ago-

"Hey Mariska, where'd you get your clothes from? The dumpster?" A demon kid teased.

"No!" Mariska snapped.

"She's right...she got her clothes from...umm...hold on..." Another demon kid said.

"THE SEWER!" Zed yelled in his microphone.

All the intelligent zombie and demon kids around Mariska, including Zed, Josey, Vikke, and Lewis Legend, pointed and laughed at Mariska. Mariska looked down and sighed. Zed walked to Mariska and put his arm over her shoulder.

"Hey Mariska! I have suprise for yooouuu!" Zed said.

"Oh really? What is it?" Mariska asked with a smile. She stared directly into Zed's eyes.

Zed handed Mariska a pink box with a red ribbon on top. Mariska opened the box slowly and looked inside it. Afterwards, she back away from the box, shocked and horrified. Zed couldn't help but laugh at Mariska's face.

"SUPRISE!" Zed yelled.

"What was in the box?" Vikke asked.

"Only the best stuff!" Zed replied. He grabbed the box and emptied it's contents.

The limbs of kittens, puppies, and chicks fell onto the ground, all bloody and somehow twitchy.

"Who wants deeeeaaaadd puppies?!" Zed asked.

All the zombie and demon kids ran to the baby animal limbs and grabbed what they could. They then nibbled on them in front of Mariska. Poor six year old Mariska. She watched the demons and zombies feast upon the limbs for seconds before running away with a constant flow of tears.

-End Of Flashback-

Mariska shuttered just thinking of that day. Though, that wasn't the worst thing that happened to her. That happened 10 years ago. But it felt like yesterday. It was so awful, she abandoned Rotten World at the age of 12, 4 years after the inccident, thus landing her in O' Bannon farm with some undead chickens.

Just looking at her chickens made her remember all the terrible things that happened in her past. But that never stopped her from 'living'. That never stopped her from her peacful hippie ways. Just because they hurt her, doesn't mean she should lose all hope and kill herself. No, she wasn't that kind of person. However, the pain from it all was still strong and it affected her greatly in life, having to have land her in an abandoned farm with nothing but undead chickens and cows, and animals that weren't zombified, horses, cows, chickens, and sheep in particular.

"All I know of this world is it contains creatures and plants of many sorts. But what else does it contain?" Mariska asked herself.

An undead cow walked to her slowly and licked her face. Mariska stroked the cows' head and wondered what else this world had to offer. Afterall, she's only explored the area around O' Bannon but never any further. She felt restriction when she stared out into the distance, far and beyond from this farm. Yet, she felt someone was waiting for arrival, maybe wanting to help her or just simply seeking her for his or her amusement. Who knows.