Malignancy

I came up with the idea that, what if Anon-A-Miss wasn't a simple gossip page in MyStable made by three freshman year fourteen year old girls? But instead a great curse woven within the MyStable page that is spread through ideas, making all that hear of it feel the emotions woven metaphorically into it even if they don't themselves see it.

This curse is employed by a use of magic almost unknown in Equestria, magic that in fact does exist on Earth.....

Synchronicity Wave Traveling : Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that do not share a direct relationship but have a related means alter or it is also seen as a set of causal unrelated "Coincidence". Synchronicity in magic, is the belief the universe is guiding you. These random events and (un)pleasant coincidences is the universe leading you somewhere.

As it turns out, the original thirty year old Sunset Shimmer of the Equestria Girls Earth is alive, hidden and is one of the most skilled and powerful of the worlds occultists, and was born in a town called Salem.....

By her magics she altered the essential circumstances surrounding our Sunset's life and made her life a living hell.

Another who can also use Synchronicity Wave Traveling, a New York sorcerer that was after Sunset Shimmer's head following a lead all the way the the mid-west and into Canterlot City, wearing a wrinkled black suit with unpolished black leather dress shoes, a red silk tie, white shirt and over all that a dust covered black overcoat, his amber weary eyes speak of a hundred hard fought battles, and the scar on his knows and the numerous ones on his back hidden from view speak of a harsher existence than that.

Canterlot City, Canterlot High School, December 22 3:33 PM

It was snowing, the blanket of it covering the small mid-western city like a wet-blanket on a stray black cat.

I just left the taxi I hired of the air-port, gave the Syrian man an extra tip if he could bring me to Canterlot High as fast as he could. "I do not mean to pry, but why would some slick man like you come to a high school?"

He asked me, I don't blame him, he was young, early twenties, probably scarred that he was probably hired by a mafia hit-man. I looked his way thinking on it, decided to give him a half answer. "My busyness can be odd sometimes. I suggest ya skip town lad, things are going to get nastier around here for a while."

I gave him the extra tip, he snatched it of my hand, and had that look on his face that said he just met the devil himself. He slammed the passenger door and made a u-turn so fast that screeching wasn't even heard until after I saw the skid marks on he street. All, right before he doubled the speed limit going back the same direction that we came from.

I take out of pocket the pack of me favorite brand of cigarettes called Jade Dragon's, I hastily opened it and happily placed one between my teeth. I pyrokinetically lit my right index finger to light it, I then take a quick drag and fast-walk towards the High School with purpose, part of me wondering if the 'Sunset' girl was still alive and kicking in there.

I kept pace and saw around seven or so of what I guess where hoodlums mostly with clubs, a couple with knives, and what I guessed was the leader with a pair of brass-knuckles. What I noticed behind them was the thirteen maimed and slashed teenage corpses surrounding them, accentuating the patches and streaks of blood staining the white snow looking much like a demented mix between a Goya, Bosch, and a Jackson Pollock painting.

Opposite of them holding a bloodied kitchen knife was a blood splattered beauty, the clothing on the upper part of her body torn, her breasts bare to the world, her agitated breath visible, her body covered in cuts and bruises, her long hair a mess. The look of a cornered wild she-wolf in her green eyes, and here red long hair with yellow streaks made it unmistakable, that was Sunset Shimmer....

I decided to take the grey one wearing a black leather jacket that was wearing the brass knuckles, and I telekinetically twisted his neck, killing him in a second.

They all got right and scared there, I then said the following.

"Good afternoon gangbangers, I heard ya lot like to forcibly fuck young women out in the open in broad daylight. I'm not exactly fond of that."

One of them actually forgot what survival instincts where and outright yelled at me.

"Do you even know what this She-Demon did? Fuck-off befo-"

And at that moment I telekinetically crushed his head like a rotting watermelon, causing the mentally challenged group of extras surrounding him to look at me an charge weapons in hand.

"Sweet fucking Christ, it's either magic or the mix of cough syrup and soda has finally made them retarded."

The fight didn't really take long, they didn't even get close. But I got some blood on me overcoat, luckily, it was black.

I saw ol' Shimmy leaning against the schools bronze horse statue, not even bothering to cover herself, not that I was complaining. Never the less I decided to make first contact.

"Well Miss Shimmer it seems that we have mutual inconvenience."

I get closer as she continues to back up against the statue, I wrap my coat around her quickly so she doesn't run off out of fear.

She looks at me with a sort of confused look, that screamed that what I did wasn't something that she was expecting.

"Who, and what are you?" She asked, with more concern than anything.

I smiled a bit, gave her a bit of a wolfish grin unintentionally, it's not a good habit to have I tell ya.

"They call me, Lore."