Delay on Future Chapters. :( · 2:13am Feb 6th, 2017
Hello Fimfiction, it's been a while hasn't it? 
Well, the day that I've been dreading ever since I started these two stories has finally come, one that I regret that I'd had to inevitably face, and I'm really sorry to all you out there who have been invested into my stories, the next few chapters are going to be delayed for a while.
Back in the real world, I'm on the home-stretch for my education, and it requires me to have to devote a LOT more time than I initially thought I was going to be doing, if I want to succeed. I have a lot riding on my education if I want to graduate, not to mention the exam afterwards in order to move up in the world. I've tried to do both, balance my obligations, my education, and my stories altogether, but my prioritizes must lie with what's at stake: My future education.
I don't want to add the "hiatus" label to my stories, because that usually implies that these stories get put off, until they're abandoned completely, and I don't plan on doing that! 
BUT, I assure all of you, that Sunset's journey to the far reaches of the Galaxy will still continue, as well as the Storyteller's documentation of Equestria Girls. I have plans for both these stories that will go BEYOND what I have written for future stories. 
Thus, for you fans of my stories, to show that I'm deeply apolegetic for what I must do, I offer you a snippet of the next chapter of "The Storyteller: Equestria Girls Lore" beginning of Rainbow Rocks. It's still a draft that needs some pruning, but you guys deserve it. Hope you enjoy!
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“This shady, unkept neighborhood in this part the city may seem a might less colorful than the halls of Canterlot High, but it’s here that I hope to find three troublemakers that took part in another attempt at magical mayhem back at the school.”
EDNA slowly zoomed back her vision away from her Storytelling companion to give the video its much-needed establishing shot as he began. As the Storyteller put it, this alleyway was definitely a change of pace. Trashcans were overflowing with copious amounts of garbage eradiating the most noxious of odors, which apparently didn’t bother the nearby rodent and feline population from continuing the city food chain. Thick plumes of steam were rising out of manholes and storm drains, giving the alley a humidity that was best left unspoken.
Luckily, the Storyteller and his eyebot companion didn’t seem that fazed by the unpleasant décor of their surroundings. EDNA simply beeped questioningly as she refocused her attention back to her armored ward.
“Well EDNA,” The Storyteller answered, “apparently in this world, Canterlot High has a habit of attracting the otherworldly elements of Equestria. It’s as if that very school has some sort of cosmic connection between this world and the realm of ponies. Almost as if it were a quantum junction point for the entire space-time multiversal continuum. On the other hand, it could just be an amazing coincidence.”
While the Canterlot High was able to hide crisis the Fall Formal from the public eye, fights involving sparking rainbow magic aren’t so easy to fully cover up. You see EDNA, our two unicorn friends from before weren’t the only natives from Equestria to end up in this world. Nope, that honor goes to three troublesome teens that caught wind what went down that fateful night, and tried to turn the entire student body of Canterlot High against each other, and maybe by extension, the rest of the world.
EDNA jittered and beeped with excitement at the prospect of finding these Equine villains, especially if that “finding” involved her blaster as well.
“Calm down EDNA,” said the Storyteller, trying to quell his companions “over-eagerness”, “We’re not hunting for monsters like we do back home. They may have been villains before, but they’re just a bunch harmless punks now, not really worth wasting an energy cell over.”
EDNA simply beeped in an irritable and questioning beep back at the Storyteller.
“Why are we searching for them?” The Storyteller repeated, “Well, a good Storyteller looks at a story from all points of view EDNA. We don’t want our stories to be biased for future generations. We’re searching for the truth, and nothing BUT the truth, and that includes looking at stories from both sides.”
EDNA didn’t seem convinced, and bleeped an accusatory blip.
“I’m not THAT biased towards the Brotherhood,” countered the Storyteller in an insulted, yet hesitant tone, “….Okay, maybe I’m a little bit, but you have to admit, the Brotherhood has had a huge influence on the Wasteland, despite our…less-than-stellar attitude in its beginnings.”
EDNA at least beeped in agreement to that, but that didn’t stop the eyebot from beeping another sarcastic blip back at the Storyteller.
“Let’s just get going EDNA,” the Storyteller beckoned irritability, as both of them walked out to the city streets, away from the smelly alley.
The entire city of Canterlot was already hustling and bustling to get through another busy day. Cars of all shapes and sizes covered the Canterlot streets, as they zipped hastily by to get to their destinations.
Even in this supposedly “unsavory” section of the city with trash and graffiti decorating almost all corners, colorful menageries of people were out and about, chatting the day away with friends on the latest gossip and trends. Many of them were too engrossed with the contents of their cell phones to notice the lumbering steel GIANT passing through the city streets.
“I stand corrected,” the Storyteller surmised, observing the city activity as he casually walked past the busy patrons, “Even in skid row, there’s color to be found everywhere in this world. I was hoping that those three would stick out like a sore thumb, but this may take a bit longer than I thought.”
EDNA beeped in agreement with the Storyteller on how colorful this city was compared to what she was used to, almost to the point where it threatened to overload her visual sensors.
Still, her curiosity won out against her complaints, as she fired a questioning series of blips at the Storyteller.
“What was so special about these girls?” the Storyteller responded, “Well, “special” is putting it mildly EDNA, even by Equestrian standards.”
While these three were definitely from the realm of Equestria, they weren’t your run of the mill pegasi, unicorn, or pony. They actually were a species of aquatic equine known as Sirens, just like their namesakes from ancient Greek legends. These sirens in particular were known as “The Dazzlings”, whose group consisted of Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze, and Sonata Dusk; and just like their legendary counterparts, their song had a nasty bite to them, to whoever was unfortunate enough to listen. In fact for all we know, these three may have served as the inspiration for in the sirens in this world’s version of The Odyssey, for their story isn’t so different from what the fabled hero, Odysseus, had to endure.
Around a thousand years ago, these sirens used their alluring song to win the adoration of the pony population, in order to supplement their conceited sense of vanity. At the same time, their musical arts also hypnotically sowed seeds of distrust and chaos among the ponies, turning stalwart brothers into bitter enemies. You see EDNA, their powers depended on the negativity of others as a food source in order for the Sirens to survive; but not only that, their powers could also be amplified if such hostility was in abundance. The more trouble and hatred they brought among others, the stronger their song would be, and the farther its influence could reach. If they had their way, Equestria may have been locked in a state of civil war, while they stood by and lapped up one heck of a magical meal.
Luckily, their goal of Equestrian conquest was stopped long before any real damage to the realm occured. The one to stepped in to stop this musical mess was a unicorn by the name of Star-Swirled the Bearded, powerful mage that created the bulk of the modern spells in Equestria, but was also the High-Wizard of Celestia’s own court at the time.
Unlike most stories with powerful wizards and dastardly villains though, Starswirled opted for a more humane approach to deal with the Sirens. Instead of destroying them, he banished them to a world seemingly devoid of any kind of magic, one he believed that would make the Siren’s song fall on deaf ears.
EDNA blipped in curiosity when the Storyteller concluded his tale.
“Yep, that very same world is the very one we’re standing in right now.” The Storyteller replied as both he and his Eyebot companion approached a crowded crosswalk, “Though, I wouldn’t go telling the natives that little fact EDNA. They probably wouldn’t appreciate knowing that another world is using this realm as a dumping ground for their criminals.”
EDNA snickered a digital giggle at this idea, as she tried to imagine the varying reactions of the inhabitants of this world finding out that ponies, of all things, using this world as a prison of sorts. It only made her giggle incessantly even more as they approached the crowd.
The Storyteller ignored EDNA’s chortle as he tried to blend in with the crowd waiting at the light. While most of them were too absorbed in their cell phones or tablet devices to notice him, the ones that did notice him either side-stepped away in shock to put as much distance between them and the hulking stranger, or rather stared at him in both awe and amazement, with their eyes wide as saucers.
“Although Star Swirl’s efforts were of good intentions,” The Storyteller continued, “it didn’t really stop The Dazzlings from causing mischief in this world. Even without Equestria as a source of magic, their voices were still able to sow seeds of discontent on the local population. Luckily, if what my research tells me is correct, their Siren songs were only able to cause as much trouble as a neighbor’s squabble, so they weren’t really much a threat to the world. But, that all changed the night of the Fall Formal at Canterlot High, when magic of their home realm of Equestria managed to seep in to this very world.”
“Uh, who are you talking to?” A small voice perked up.
