A woman with purple hair and white skin stared at the shot glass in front of her. Off to the side suspended on a diamond shaped energy platform a tall bottle of vodka sat opened.
She sat in a dark cave on the floor leaning against a black stone coffin. Surrounding her were the remains of the half-dozen cultists she had had to fight to get here. on the surrounding walls numerous carvings depicted as best they could a being beyond comprehension. Numerous musical notes also seemed it to cover every available surface
Slowly the bedraggled lady looked up at the largest carving the one directly in front of the coffin she was lying on. The coffin that she knew the end of the world would emerge from in a matter of hours yet... She couldn't bring herself to do anything about it because....
... Because what she saw when she looked at the carving in front of her was the form of her sister with the gaping wound in her stomach having turned into a grotesque mouth.
She stared at it. "I'm sorry." With her final words whispered she turned around chugged the glass bottle ignoring the shot and leaned her head back hoping to feel.... Something. one last time. something from the lifeless body that had started it all
She contemplated what she could have done. What she wishes she would have done if she had known. She hadn't been that far away when it happened. Maybe 5 minutes. She closed her eyes and let her memory drift back as she settled down for a final seep...
many many years ago....
Rarity had spent all day shopping she was as usual head of the current fashion and as such had plenty of clothes that were in fashion however one had to constantly maintain their wardrobe if they were to keep up with the changing tides
When she had arrived home however it was to be met with a Grim site her parents in tears a police officer sitting standing in her living room. Sweetie Belle had been killed. Rarity would later learn she had been within a five minute walk of crime scene at the time it was happening and this would eat away at her
As the years went by she somewhat learned to accept it she moved on maybe too much she focused herself wholeheartedly into her work she ended up disconnecting from her friends even as their own tragedies happened she wasn't there for them and then....
they came
And as if that wasn't enough she learned that her sister's body had disappeared eventually she would become part of the group along with some of her old friends trying to fight them eventually they found out a plan to summon master of these creatures and sent several team to try and stop them she had been the only one that make it this far she had a chance to stop all this and yet....
A tear rolls down the women's cheeks she couldn't do it safer back then and she couldn't save the world now
As she falls unconscious she doesn't see a hand reach out and touch her forehead sifting through the never ends and calling out what they need as a thank you they sets her dreams to be happy and cheerful images of her friends and all the great times they had