There were 39 of us. Then it came and wiped 38 out. There's only one left. Can you guess who that is? Yeah, me. Alone.
The Doctor is the cause of the death of a dear friend. And on the morning of her wedding, too. This is the story of what happened after her death. (Vampire Eleven)
Scootaloo reaches a tough time in her life and runs away from home. Away from her friends. Everything. She only views the worst and cannot remember the good. (Repost on new account)