//------------------------------// // 2 // Story: Abysswalker // by Zeroraid //------------------------------// It’s with a relieved sigh that the Entity takes a moment to relax, taking the time to lean back in his seat and enjoy his coffee and the music that accompanies it. “This brings back memories.” Good coffee and good music… this really did bring back memories. Memories of a time, of an age, of an eon that had passed so long ago. Memories of a time before he went to sleep, memories off a time when he was… something ‘less’. A time when he was something less… Truth was he didn’t miss those days, and why would he? Those were painful, harrowing times; full of the deluded, the dumb and the desperate. Full of people who had found those archaic books and tried to make use of the powers they brought forth. Without a word he reached for his own tome - his grimoire. His light, but tight smile fading into a thin line as did and stared at the book for a moment before opening it to a random page and started to read. This book - this Grimoire, was not meant for mortals to read. It poisoned them, drove them mad, drove them to commit great atrocities in the name of Those looked away in the dark. Its pages promised power; a horrible and captivating and addictive power that could shake reality to its core. Beyond that however it promised Truth. Truth of the Creation, truth of rests beyond the stars, truth of what hides in the deep and so much more. And the Truth was more terrifying than mortals could begin to understand. These grimoires… the recreations and mockeries of the lost Necronomicon showed its reader many things. Many who’d looked into its pages had gone mad, others had locked themselves away from the world, and others still had begun walking down a path in delusional fervor to One best left alone. One like him. Without a word, he continues to drink as he listens to the music before returning to his reading. It’s a boring read. No one must ever know. Those were the words that echoed into the mind of one Sunset Shimmer as she looked at her soiled underwear and tossed them in the laundry. “The girls can never know about this.” Especially Rainbow Dash; she’d never let her hear the end of it. Starting her laundry the young lady sighed to herself, before walking over to her bathroom to wash her hands and splash a bit of water on her face. “I can’t believe I just peed myself.” She muttered to herself. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d wet herself, if she had to guess it was back when she was a filly in Equestria - and that was a long time ago. Groaning, the red and yellow haired lady dived her head under the water in embarrassment. “Least it was this end and not the other.” She admitted, trying to make light of her situation. “Still…” She started thinking back, trying to make sense of her sudden loss of bladder control. She couldn’t really explain it, she hadn’t felt the need ‘to go’ just yet,she hadn’t had some bad dream or gotten into her secret stash and got blackout drunk. She just… she wasn’t sure what happened. One second she was fine, the next? The next she was scared beyond reason, scared to the point that she… well… soiled herself. “Why was I scared all of a sudden?” She couldn’t figure it out, just out of nowhere her body, her instincts - no her very essence was screaming out in fear. She’d never been that scared before. “Just what came over me?” She asked and found no response. Still, she picked herself up, pulled her head from out under the sink faucet and turned it off before walking back to her living room with head full of soaked hair and half of what her mother gave her hanging out for the whole world to see. Or at least her living room and her pet lizard Ray. Throwing her head back on the couch Sunset took a much needed breath. She was feeling a little better. Not by much, but it was better than nothing. Her body was still shaking a bit, but at least instincts weren't telling her to hide or risk dying. "What was with that feeling?" In their apartment complex, Aria couldn’t help but groan in annoyance. It wasn’t that she was angry or annoyed by something, the noise was more of a reflex than anything. Something she often did because she wanted to express her discomfort with something. Coincidentally, this wasn’t one of those things. Knocking on the door to one of three bedrooms, Aria pushed it open and was greeted by the sound of both sniffling and an almost motherly ‘shhh’. In bed she found Sonata coiled up in her blanket with Adagio next  to her, trying to help her relax. “Got the Hot Chocolate.” Aria admitted as she used her off hand to show that she indeed had a cup of coco in Sonata’s favorite mug; a little white thing with Hello Kitty pressed on it. Without a word Adagio nodded her head, and Aria stepped into the room and handed the cup to her youngest sister. “Here.” She muttered as Sonata looked at the cup before slowly taking it. Her hands were still shaking, but at least it wasn’t as bad as before. “How you doing kiddo?” She asked as she sat on the opposite end of the bed and looked at her sister. “Feeling better?” “A little.” “Good.” Aria mutters. “A little goes a long way.” Adagio nodded her head as she adjusted herself to give Aria a bit more room. Of the sisters, Aria knew for a fact that she wasn’t the most affectionate. It wasn’t that she was awkward in showing her feelings  or something along those lines, she just never felt a need to show her affections to her family. Even if she didn’t, her sisters knew she cared. Sirens were empathetic by nature after all. They didn’t just feed off emotions, they felt them as well. So yeah, she’d never really felt a need to say or show her affection for them. Besides, Sonata was affectionate enough for all three of them. The girl was like a puppy; affectionate, energetic, and probably as dumb as a brick. The girl was affectionate enough for all three of the sisters. And yet… here she was hurting and in dire need of something - of someone to hold onto. So Aria and here for her. She could deal with her personal shit later, right now Sonata needed her - needed them by her side. “I’m sorry.” Sonata muttered as she looked down at her cup. “Don’t apologize.” Adagio muttered. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” “Really?” “Yeah.” She muttered as she ran her hands through Sonata’s hair. “You’re fine hun.” The three fell silent for a moment as they let Sonata drink her hot chocolate as Aria glanced around the room. Sonata's room wasn't particularly dirty, but it wasn't exactly clean either. There were a few things scattered about and in need of being picked up, but it wasn’t something that a broom couldn’t take care of.” “I’ll take care of it.” She muttered as Sonata seemed to squirm. “Hey girls?” Sonata started. “Yeah?” “What was that?” Her sisters just glanced at each other as Sonata seemed to hug herself. “You felt it right, something just…” She stopped. “It just… I felt…” “I know.” Adagio muttered. “You’ll be fine, I promise.” Aria nodded her head. “We won’t let anything happen to you.” Leaving the club with the remnants of his coffee in one hand the Entity releases a noise in noise that may very well be pitiable before returning to the city of Canterlot. The sky has taken on hues of burning twilight, a pleasant change from the cloud-kissed blue sky that was here earlier. Giving it a light smile, he nodded in approval before wandering off in order to see what else this city had to offer before day turned to night, and just like before, he paid little attention to the fact that electrical equipment was starting to go on the fritz.