> Aria's Journal > by Zuzanna > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > From the start > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- I hate the world. Naturally, it’s a dumb thing, and I want things to go back to the way they were, back when we had power. But we don’t. That’s not why I hate everything, in fact, I don’t hate everything. I just hate the world. And Sonata. She’s… she’s just the worst. Why do I still even work with her? Why does Adagio force us to be together? It’s not like it’s my choice. It’s a gift, by birth, the stones of sirens, which would have made us nothing but ordinary, pathetic little ponies if we didn’t have them. But now they’re broken. I don’t know what to do anymore. There’s nothing left for us, because all of our power is gone. And I’m angry as hell. About seven years ago… “You only think of yourself!” A girl with a high ponytail shouted, with a nearly equal high voice to match. “You never think of me!” The wind grew slightly intense, while the two human sirens stood in the playground of children. Since time travels much slower in the human world than in Equestria, they appeared to be only nine or ten years of age, and they might’ve well acted the part as well. “Sonata... I think of you all the time. You’re the only one I’ve ever been able to trust. But now I see why nobody trusts you…” The other siren whispers, glaring yet more intensely towards the first. Aria’s necklace was burning bright red. Whenever she wasn’t speaking, she was humming or singing. She couldn’t remember why she was always so hungry for anger, but the one thing she knew was that it contained her own. “So then why do you keep leaving me? You don’t care about anything anymore!” Sonata flushed her hands to the side, trying not to look directly at Aria. “Forget it,” Aria groaned. I feel like I’m going to scream if she doesn’t shut up! “I don’t care about anything. I hate this world! I hate you, Sonata. You’re the worst.” Dark, stormy clouds rolling over the swings and slides frightened the playful children, yet they seemed quite influenced yet by the siren’s magic to compel anger. “Well… I… I think you’re the worst! The worser than worst!” The ponytail siren turned away, not wanting to show she was hurt. Aria had always told them when they were in Equestria, sirens shouldn’t have feeling of sympathy. Up to this point, Sonata had never thought about it, being that many things passed through her mind. But this, in particular, the feelings struck her like lightning. She ran off to a quiet spot in the rain, and Aria no longer could see her. Aria pondered what the best choice would be. Maybe have a little snack, then seek out the strongest and most knowledgeable of the group of sirens she’d engaged with, Adagio Dazzle. It was almost funny. When they’d come to this strange world, the Sirens were nothing but cold spirits, searching for a habitat. It was almost coincidental, in fact, that there were three hospitable characters, who would disguise them as ordinary teenagers. Perhaps a few years passed – Eventually, the Sirens had to kill the souls of the bodies they wished to be trapped upon, where they could truly at least lash out their power. This place is nothing like Equestria, the child-aged Aria Blaze conspicuously thought, no doubt about it. I wonder if I’ll ever get to go back, or if I’ll just be stuck alone in this… horrifying environment. She looked up, noticing that her ex-companion was now nowhere to be seen. Sonata was always a bit dumb, even as a siren – but she’d always had someone like Adagio or Aria to guide her, and had never been completely on her own. “Now, now… if I were to find the Adagio Dazzle, where would she be?” Aria slowly and maliciously mutters aloud. Her purple double tails trail behind her, neatly pinned up with silver star-shaped barrettes. The playgrounds were nearly empty, and the wind had ceased, along with the noise. A couple of girls were bickering over something trivial on one of the play structures, and a grin of slight satisfaction met Aria’s face, as she absorbed the smoke of rivalry, caused by her melodies. But that smile quickly faded. You can’t stay here long. After being banished to Earth, as the inhabitants called it, Adagio had departed with Aria and Sonata right from the start. They didn’t see each other for at least a couple years, at least, until Aria came by Selimente. Selimente was a very popular restaurant in the earthling city, and it was also nearby one of the biggest high schools, Canterlot High. The place almost seemed like a palace, grand and appealing. The siren entered that restaurant, on a very unordinary day, it seemed, and was immediately greeted by a busty woman with moussed hair and a batter-stained apron. She leaned upon the front counter, trying to get by eye level with her. “Hello there little girl,” the lady sweetly cooed, “What can I do for you today?” Aria indignantly glared at the woman. Little girl? Try thousands of years old. This position is definitely a strange reset. “Nothing,” She groaned quietly. “Absolutely nothing? Dear, why are you here all by yourself?” Realizing she had an advantage point on the situation, Aria stepped back a little bit. “It doesn’t matter to you… But… can I sing you a song?” She asked, looking up innocently at the server lady. “Sure, honey. But don’t take too long. I have work that must be done.” “Okay… Ah, ahh, ah, ooooh,” Aria started a vocal tune, swaying and tapping her foot to keep rhythm. Her voice seemed as that of an angel’s; and that was only just the magic of the sirens. In an instant, the lady had fallen under Aria’s spell, completely oblivious to anything else that might have been going on. “I see you’ve been improving,” A familiar voiced serenaded, opening the doors with energy. Aria turned around to see who it was. Bright Caramel hair that was poufy and curly framed a face that was slender and strong, with a highlight pair of red-violet colored eyes peeking through. No doubt, that girl was definitely Adagio - and about time, as well. “I have,” Aria nonchalantly hummed, “And where have you been all this time?” She placed her hand on her hip. Surrounding people in the restaurant, which contained mostly students breaking for lunch, or townspeople hanging out, collectively whispered and pointed. Who were these two young girls, mysteriously chatting in the front? Such an odd way to dress, too. In some ways, it was beautiful, but at the same time strangely colorful, and it stood out against the ordinary dress code of teenagers. “Oh, things. Observing, figuring out the way this lame excuse of a world works… Traces of, you know, stronger things, to help us return to Equestria,” Adagio looked straight at Aria, confirmatively. “Well, it’s about time you’re back. I can’t take this place any longer!” Aria whined, the undermining but raspy tones of her voice showing through. Adagio narrowed her eyes slightly. “It’s unlikely we’ll get out of here any time soon. In the meantime, we’ll just absorb what we can. Where is Sonata Dusk? You were supposed to keep an eye on her.” “We parted- I mean, she ditched me. But I don’t need her to bother me, anyways. That ditz.” Aria replied, slightly unsure of what she was saying. Adagio slightly cringed and lightly slapped her palm to her brow. “Idiots…” she muttered under her breath. “Ugh… Never mind, we’ll get to the important things later.” The humans were beginning to pick up on the two girls’ conversation, although they were confused, as there seemed to be no clear concept. “Don’t worry, we can take care of this later – for now, let’s just get out of here!” Adagio grabbed Aria’s wrist and headed for the door. They ran around to the other side of the building, by the edge of an empty alleyway. Aria jerked her hand away. “God, Adagio, what was that for? You know how weird that looks?” “I do, but we can’t let them know that we’re from a different world. Our spells would lose effect.” They watched the sun poking above the clouds near the edge of the buildings, presenting that it would be around 2PM. Cold autumn winds began to occur, weaving in and out through the city, causing Adagio to shiver. Sirens or not, the harsh environment could affect anyone’s mood, at this point. Soon will come the day, Adagio reminded herself, The ‘Dazzlings’… Ooh, yes – the Dazzlings will become the envy of every little loser on this planet, and only then, will nothing get in our way. Soon.