"You.. Little freak!.."

The screech of an angry doe broke the forest silence.

"I-I didn't do anything! Leave me alone, mom!" The fragile fawn was crying her heart out. Little did she know, of what would happen this day. "Didn't do anything? Then what is this!?" The doe nodded towards a puddle of blood.
"T-This? Well.. I-" "Silence! No excuses. This is the last time this ever happened."
"But-.." "No 'but's'. I told you this is serious, and that you shall never do it again. It's too late now. The doe smirked. As if she liked what was going to happen.
The fawn was crying her heart out. A quick slash, a squirt of blood. And the helpless fawn was laying on the ground, coughing up blood.

"M-My throat.. Where am I..?" The fawn had woke up in an other world. completely different. ".. Is t-this the place m-mom said would b-be hell?"
She shook her head in dissagreement.
The little fawn slowly got up, the wound that had killed her, was now a scar on the side of her neck. Which would always remind her of her past.
"What i-is this thing?" There they stood. Two mighty statues, glowing faintly.
"Hn.. L-Looks safe. I guess I-I'll just sleep here.

Those were the fawn's last words, before she plomped down before the statues and fell asleep.