Night had fallen across Equestria and every pony was asleep in their beds. Meanwhile, in the Everfree Forest, Zecora was awake, standing beside her cauldron in her hut. She was mixing some sort of potion as the rain beat against the window. The wind howled outside. Those pegasi really outdid themselves this time, is what every pony thought that night. Zecora walked over to a shelf, looking for a certain ingredient. Just then there was a knock on her door. Whoever was outside knocked only three times before stopping.

"Now who could that be?" Zecora asked. "I was not expecting company."

She went over to the front door and opened it. Standing there was a red pony with blue hair. Her cutie mark was a bright red heart. She was soaking wet from the rain and shivering from the cold.

"What are you doing out in this storm?" Zecora asked. "Come inside where you can be warm."

She stepped to the side allowing the pony to enter. Zecora then closed the door and turned to the pony.

"Thanks for l-l-letting me in." said the pony, shivering. "I c-c-couldn't find my w-way home."

"What is your name?" asked Zecora.

"I'm K-Kyra."

"Hello, Kyra. I'm Zecora."

Later that night, Zecora was just finishing up her complicated potion. She looked over at Kyra who was sleeping under a blanket a few feet away. She was completely covered by the blanket. No part of her showed. Zecora turned from her cauldron and went over to Kyra. The center of blanket moved up and down slightly as Kyra breathed.

"Feeling any better, Kyra?" asked Zecora. Just then the breathing stopped and the blanket lay still. All that remained was the lump from Kyra's body. "Kyra?" Zecora asked, becoming a little worried.

She reached out to touch Kyra. As she came into contact with the blanket, the lump disappeared and the blanket lay flat on the floor. Zecora quickly stepped back and looked at the still blanket. Where did she go, Zecora kept asking herself. Just then she heard a female child-like laugh echoing throughout her hut. It sent a shiver down her spine. It was at this point she decided to GET OUT. She ran to the front door, expecting to barge through it. Instead, she hit the door and bounced off it. She lay on the floor and stared at the door. Vines broke through the floorboards and covered the door.

"What kind of black magic is this?" she asked aloud.

"My kind of magic." said a voice from behind.

Zecora turned around and saw Kyra standing a few feet away. She began to move towards Zecora. As she did, her skin changed to a dark red and her hair became black. Her cutie mark changed from a heart to a skull and cross bones. The pupils of her eyes began to glow bright red.

"What are you?" asked Zecora.

"What am I?" asked Kyra. "I'm your worst nightmare."

Kyra lunged at Zecora, using her magic to rip off the zebra's front-right leg. Zecora let out a scream as Kyra pinned her to the vine-covered door. Blood poured out of Zecora's wound and stained the wooden floor.

"The others will stop you." Zecora said.

Kyra grinned and pressed her hoof against Zecora's wound. The zebra let out a cry of pain as Kyra drove the tip of her hoof into the wound.

"I doubt that." said Kyra.

She opened her mouth wide. And by wide I mean three times the size of a normal pony's mouth. Razor-sharp teeth filled Kyra's mouth. She then drove her teeth into Zecora's neck.

Thunder boomed outside, muffling the blood-curdling screams of a dying animal.