@rcginaxgnis

It was a typical Saturday night in Canterlot city, the streets were alive with the hustle and bustle of its’ citizens and their various activities. Whether that meant catching a movie, sharing a romantic dinner, or just taking a stroll through the park to enjoy the clear night sky, it painted a perfect picture of contentment that belied a more sinister event taking place.

A vibrantly red and orange haired girl was running for her life in the alley ways of the city, desperate to lose her unknown pursuer. Her breath felt like fire in her lungs, and she didn’t know how much longer she could keep running. She drew down on the dwelling maigc inside her, and her right fist burst into flames. Bending over, she ran her hand along the sidewalk and the concret behind her lit itself up in a trail of fire, staying magically controled by the power of the girl’s mind so that it wouldn’t engulf the buildings in the alley.