From Dreams To Nightmares
"Light cannot be vanquished but, where it does not exists there is darkness and madness"
Chapter 1
She ran as fast as she could trying to get away from those "things" that were in hot pursuit. She used everything she was worth into her running. But it proved pointless when she soon found herself cornered by the un describable demons. They slowly approached her and she backed into a wall. They leapt into the air and lunged at they're soon to be prey. Right when she felt death ready to consume her she saw nothing but black. Soon she felt the soft comfort of her bed and sheets. She jumped up as she was greeted by the loud blearing sound of her alarm clock. She groaned and shut off the nuisance. *sigh* 'another nightmare'. She's been having them a lot as of late ever since last week when that strange customer came in.
She yawned and turned her head to the clock as her vision soon settled. "8:30!" she shouted and shot out of bed and sprinted into the bathroom. She brushed her teeth, grabbed her hat and ran out the house afraid she would be late. She started towards her place of work as the building was now in view. Soon she arrived five minutes late and her, boss walked up to her "listen, I'm sorry I'm late I'll try to get here on time for now on." she looked up and noticed royal guards standing next to her employer, She jolted a little taken back as she wasn't expecting them to be at a grocery store. "Umm?" is all she could say as her boss began saying "that's not very important right now, as something important is happening right now if it weren't obvious." (Well obviously they aren't here for apples and cottage cheese) "Uh, may I ask what it is that's happening?" she asked curiously. "Well these two are looking for a pony who was seen here recently" she thought briefly and then asked "um, what exactly did this pony look like?" She felt a knot in her stomach; and she has a feeling she knows exactly who they are referring to.
One of the guards handed her a artist sketch of the pony. It was a mare with a messy mane, not the kind you'd see on a homeless pony but rather one who woke up in the morning and didn't bother to brush it. The mane was a dark navy blue with sharp sky blue streaks in the mane. The tail matched and the pony himself was gray, quite the strange looking stallion. One big noticeable feature on the stallion was how remarkably similar he looked to a mare. Stallions usually look like stallions and vice versa, so needless to say a feminine looking stallion is quite the head scratcher. "Um.." she reluctantly spoke "I've never seen this pony, what do you need with him if you don't mind me asking?" she said looking at guard and handing him back the sketch "He's wanted for murder, he's been floating around lately; and he been giving us the slip" she nearly tripped over as she wasn't expecting to hear that "m-murder?" the guard nods. Murders are almost unheard of nowadays, peace being brought forth by the princesses. However it wasn't always this peaceful, wars raged and shook the very core of Equestria as hate and racism that the ponies shot towards each other heated up conflict. Eventually war ended in peace when all three races of ponies decided on a truce as they were starving to death and decided to work together to make the harsh winter landscape habitable. -Um, the story?- Oh right sorry, I tend to veer off topic sometimes, especially since I'm a history buff. Now where was I?
~Chapter 1 end