Disney's Wondrous Secrets

Keep Your Eyes Open

The stallion was a beautiful creature and the others who stood about made sure there was space for him. Now safe with them, there was a huge chance to get some answers. Seeing how distraught Quasimodo was though, she had to be patient. In this deeply beautiful place, there was still so much to be uncertain about. This grand steed had been attacked and the fur over his regal legs was torn off and cuts littered them from the fight with these hyenas. She knew which ones they were.

A great manner of others came gathering, all in silence. They knew this one horse. It was bluntly obvious. Quasi was holding back what sounded like sobs... which instantly made her feel bad for flipping out and yelling. Above everything, she was actually making matters worse and she wasn't looking at the big picture. Figment and his brand new partner Dreamer were up front and center of this new situation. At first, they didn't know what to do.

"Who's that? Think I have never seen him before..."

"One way to find out, pinky!" Figment piped up, flying off once again, beginning to hover over the elephant. "We gotta get out there!"

"Get out there?? You're nuts! I know what Yen Sid said~ I can't go yet, but someone's hurt! Someone got hurt bad! We have to do something!"*
This poor animal clenched his jaw tight as he tried so hard to move, but the pain was too much for him. He huffed and whined before an estranged voice began to come from his tensed lips. His ears were held back, sincere in his frustration.

"You had failed in sparing my hoofs, half form!" he barked, in an almost wailing tone. It was clear that he was speaking to Quasi who took the insult as a light joke.

"Hadn't you kicked me, I may have had a chance," Quasimodo replied in a strained voice.

"My rider may need to have a word with you then..." the stallion spoke even softer as his pained lessened.

"R-rest, sir, please... We will have you right. Soon enough..." Quasimodo reassured as questions started to rise out of the group.

"No. No way is this the Rider's— THE Rider's horse?" Woody spoke up, shocked.

"The one who r-rescued Mickey? When I lost him, at Pete's tent??" Sarah came in.

"Indeed, he kept that mouse. Kept from being found... There were a lion and tiger in those trees."

"Who are you?" the girl asked. She kneeled down by his side.

The black stallion huffed. "Ask the Hunchback who rescued you and your friends..."

"You mentioned... father." Gurri mentioned. "...Quasimodo. What is going on?"

Quasimodo's face was twisted with heartache. With that, he looked Sarah directly in the eyes....

"I did not want you to think you've lost your parents the same way I thought I lost mine... I dared not mention it. Sarah, I know you recognize this horse before you... I know you do..."

Sarah felt a huge knot tie up within her chest while her necklace ran cold. Another Villain she had seen many times, in books, movies, and the internet. Seemingly the worst Villain next to Maleficent. The monster they were up against now. She winced, knowing this would hurt her friend's heart even further, but she had to ask.

"But... he is... dead. Right?"

"The same way you thought Maleficent was?" Quasimodo's voice was gentle.

That shot terror through her heart. As all Villains went, it was a usual quick death at the conclusions of these films. Something wasn't connecting here. The stallion let out another scream, not caring about the crowd around him. Beautiful, enchanting music of Second Star To The Right still rang through the sound systems, muffling the terror happening beyond the enchanted border. Sarah felt a great deal of guilt of sprinting away in an overprotective panic when she did not understand much to begin with, therefore upsetting those trying their best to help her. She had to do her best now. None of this was about her, it never was.