A fierce stallion was brought out by 30 Stablehands! Deathly Hollow reared neighing furiously, He couldn't breath fire or bite because of the muzzle holder on his muzzle. He bucked kicking all the stablehands down, he galloped around furiously. His whirled his head around furiously, and off flown the muzzle holder. He blew fire at the crowd, and made the crowd run off in fear. The auctioneer ran off too! Deathly Hollow had nearly chonored the place, this is why his breed is the most non-touched horse! He whirled around and began running around, his hooves leaving steam and big boiled hoof marks in the sand. Straps on him meaning his type of breed, He was much more dangerous than all the animals in the world! He could even burn a Dragon, if he wanted to. He neighed and reared, as if he chonored this place. He was a total chaos to the world, even though he was the only kind of himself.

(Meh -_-)

Chelsea watched the angered stallion. She figured this would be her last auction for a while. She stepped down from the stands, and into the arena. Most would thing she was just staring, but she'd tried to start a convo. Hey there. Maybe if you calmed, you wouldn't be wrenched around as much. She thought to him.

It began to pour slightly, Deathly turned his attention to Chelsea. He picked up his head and whirled it in anger, still not wanting to calm down. It would take a tazer or drugs to calm him down, he was majorly insane he could break out of anything. He reared neighing the straps, tightening but he didn't mind. He walked backwards, and lied down under the arena roof.

She was determined to calm this stallion. She put on a slightly annyed face, and walked under the roof, then sitting right next to him. She didn't care if he trampled her at the moment. She knew she'd be able to change him. At least...She hoped she could.

He got up, and reared galloping to another spot under the arena roof, He didn't like being near humans because his herd and him never been located near humans.He flicked his tail in anger and agony, He didn't like being bothered either when its raining. He glared at the rain, and then at Chelsea.

Chelsea looked at him, only slightly frustrated. Patience was needed for these types of horses. She put on a sad face, and turned her back to him, as if she were sulking.

(Forgot he has wingzz XD)

Deathly's wings broke free, but he was afraid to fly off in rain. Thunder striked, then lightning and he freaked out, he began galloping all over the arena except out in the rain. He reared and crashed down, his hooves clashing loudly. As he freaked out, the more that HE figured out that HE was causing it to thunder and lightning. He reared again, clashing down against the ground.

Chelsea watched in horror as the stallion went insane. She had to get him out of here. She went up to him, and grabbed his lead/halter, and pulled. "If you don't get your fricking arse following me, or calm down, the storm with never stop. "She yelled at him.

He reared not liking Chelsea yelling at him, he came back down snorting in her face. He never liked being yelled at, or being grabbed by the halter. He shook his head wildly, not liking Chelsea or not trusting her anymore. She had gained his trust a little, but not anymore she had none of his trust now. He was either gonna sit here and die, or just be wild he was gonna do choice number one. So he just stood there, not cooperating and not listening, he pinned his ears to the back of his head and just lied down like a stubborn stallion would.

Chelsea knew she shouldn't have done what she did, but she had to get him out of the arena. When he laid down, she walked out into the rain, and lay down, curling up. There was a plan somewhere around here, but she had to think about it more.

He snorted looking at Chelsea, he was calm and the storm stopped. He flicked his tail, he nickered quietly.

She was stll lying there, curled up in a little ball.

(I've lost so much sanity in Half-life 2 killing so many robots that take pictures of with just a paint can and other crap...)

He snorted, just staring at Chelsea.

Chelsea's plan had stared working. Good. Suddenly, she made her body do strange jerking motions, as if she were crying. "I-I'm just trying t-to help you." She said, her voice sounding muffled, as if her nose was stuffy from the sobs. She covered her face, and continued on.

He rolled his eyes, and just sleeped bored out of his mind.

Chelsea quite her act, and sat up watching the sleeping horse. She walked over to him, not caring if he trampled her. She lay down next to the stallion, leaning her upper back and head on his stomach, also falling asleep.

He woke up, and nuzzled Chelsea gently...Had his personality changed? No, there were tears in his eyes, the straps were cutting into his skin...He let out a faint nicker of pain, the tear slowly falling. Was he going to die here? Was this his death day? No, it can't be, he watched the blood quietly. He nuzzled Chelsea again, but rested his head on her..Closing his eyes, giving a small snort of his last breathes, another tear slowly going down...Then..He was gone.

((...I felt like killing him off.))

(WHY D:)

((IDUNNO. o__O Normally I don't feel like doing that.))

(Aww. T-T I also wish someone would post on Plushies :/ *Hint hint*)

((Yyeah. I need you to make a Kidnapper charrie...*Points to Love Handle* I might post on that.))