I'm Lovely and Charming but I Summon Death!
It is said in times of great peril, a hero shall rise to meet the evil that dwells in the darkness. It is also said, there exists a land where an island is made entirely out of candy with soda for water and candy corn for rocks. But that is a story for another time, for now let us tell a tale of a mare of great worth who would save the land of Equestria from a great evil!
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!”
….
Perhaps I spoke to soon.
*
Rarity was in a complete tizzy as she ripped boxes from the shelves and hurled their contents to and fro in an effort to find the object of her desire. Though she prided at times that her shop be kept in order, the object was of grave importance. She continued to search until her face was red.
“SWEETIE BELLE!”
The filly in question appeared from the kitchen balancing a plate of brownies on her head, “Yes?”
Rarity glanced at her, “Sweetie dear, did you by chance move my gem chest?”
Sweetie Belle froze, “Um…,” she attempted an innocent smile, “let’s say for the sake of saying it that I did, is that bad?”
Rarity’s eye twitched as she loomed over her sister who shrunk back, “WHERE DID YOU MOVE IT?!”
Sweetie Belle smiled weakly and chuckled slightly, “Uhm, I forgot?”
Rarity screamed to the heavens in horror and collapsed on her favorite fainting couch, patent pending. She bawled her eyes out in stressed sadness as Sweetie rolled her eyes.
“What’s the big deal,” she said as she slid the plate to Rarity, “The chest wasn’t even full, it was partially empty.”
Rarity sighed as she munched on one of the brownies, “Partially being the key word. There was a diamond in there that I need for that,” she pointed to a dress that had one vacant spot on the collar, “that dress has taken me close to six months to complete and now the one thing I need is gone!”
Sweetie Belle munched on one of the brownies she currently had in her mouth as Opal pawed at another.
Rarity nodded, “That’s it! I’ll just go find more,” she then started to trot in place with anxiety, “Oh but it’s so last minute, who’ll watch the store and you for that matter Sweetie?”
Sweetie Belle tapped her chin, “What about Twilight? Didn’t she say she was going to come by?”
Rarity nodded slowly with pursed lips, “Well I suppose, but I don’t want to suddenly drop this on her.”
“It’s alright, I don’t mind.”
Rarity glanced up in surprise, “Twilight I didn’t hear you come in,” she then placed a fore hoof on her friend, “Are you sure that you don’t mind?”
The alicorn nodded, “Don’t let me keep you.”
Rarity squealed and bolted out the door.
*
Many hours had passed by and Rarity was sifting through various piles of gems that she had collected, discarding the ones she didn’t need. She groaned in exasperation and continued to sift through them, the search yielding little to no results. She shook her head as her gem locating spell activated; Rarity had been outside for more than she had wished, but the gem was needed and nothing would deter her efforts. She smiled as her horn found another pile, using her levitation magic she drilled into the rock with a large metal spike. Soon her prize was in sight and she smiled when the gem she sought stared right back at her. She levitated it out and was preparing to leave when she took notice of something peculiar. A small glint of some form of metal caught the unicorn’s attention. She leaned toward it and raised an eyebrow as her magic engulfed it. With a massive mental heave, the object dislodged itself and dropped in front of her with a metallic clack. The thing itself was rusted and bent at an odd angle to the point of unrecognizability.
“Hm, curious,” she levitated the object to inspect it much more closely, “why in Equestria would somepony bury this? No matter, I must return to the boutique!’
She levitated the two objects as she left, unbeknownst to her however; a black liquid began to bubble from the hole the object had left behind.
*
After thanking Twilight for her help and dismissing her with a promise to drop by later that night to attend dinner, Rarity went to work. The dress itself took no time to finally complete after the final gem had been put in place. After her accomplishment was completed, Rarity smiled to herself and trotted to the kitchen to fetch something to drink when she noticed Sweetie Belle had started to examine the metal object that she had placed on a towel atop the table.
“Sweetie Belle don’t touch that,” her tone nervous but stern, “You don’t know where that’s been.”
Sweetie pointed to a flat piece of metal jutting out from the object, “But there’s something written on it,” she puffed out her cheeks in indignation, “I was only trying to read it.”
Rarity raised an eyebrow as she slowly approached and gazed at the metal piece, “Hm…how strange,” the language it was written in was that of a dead tongue that had not been spoken in many an era.
Rarity pursed her lips as her brain worked to word it right, “Pulcherrima, bellissima, sed ego in ius voco mors…what does that even mean?”
Sweetie Belle gasped in surprise as an unusual pink glow that had sparkles lingering in it engulfed not only the metal object, but her sister. Rarity screamed in slight surprise when the magical energy engulfed her, but she couldn’t help but look around within the bright pink and white space as the unthinkable began to happen. Ribbons of pink energy wrapped around her hind legs first just stopping below her flanks. White and pink energy ribbons wrapped around her barrel as one lone pink ribbon wrapped round her neck. Her mane and tail were moved by an unknown force as the ribbons snaked into them. She blushed fiercely when she felt one lone white ribbon run up in between her flanks to the base of her tail. There was a flash and the magic space vanished.
Sweetie stared at her sister in awe as she yelled, “SWEETIE GET ME A MIRROR!”
Sweetie Belle quickly wheeled a large full length mirror into the kitchen as Rarity gasped in shock and awe. The outfit she wore was now both cute and for every sense of the word…sexy. Covering her body, the bottom hem ending just where her tail began. The thing on her was a rosy pink dress with a white corset that had rosy pink sleeves and possessed torso laces on the front instead of the back. The trim of the sleeves were a frilly white. Her hind legs were clothed in pink fish net socks that stopped just below her flanks, attached to the hem of the socks were thin black straps that attached to something within the dress that was hidden from view. Wrapped just above her tail was a belt composed of a rosy red ribbon, with the bow facing the roof. Her hind hooves had hard dark red shoes that clicked on the floor when she moved, where as her front hooves had gloves of the same shade with white frilly trim. Her bottom dress hem had white frilly trim as well, whereas the white short sleeves of her dress had rosy pink trim.
Her mane however was much more curly and cascaded down in a modified version of its usual style. The only difference was that there were two small sparkling rosy pink bows on the left and right side of her hair. She glanced back at her tail which was just as curly, and possessed the same sparkling ribbon except that it was weaved through it evenly. Around her neck was a rosy pink choker with white trim and a gold oval topaz in the center.
“My goodness!”
She turned to look underneath the dress and noticed she was wearing…lacey white underwear?
“Oh my how vulgar,” she quickly turned herself around with an embarrassed blush, “Sweetie Belle, I want you to go and fetch Twilight.”
Sweetie Belle was gawking at the table and Rarity soon mirrored her expression. The object itself had changed. It resembled a sword in appearance except for two factors. The first being was that instead of a cross guard; there was a dark chrome chainsaw motor that the handle was attached to. The handle had red grip wrapped around it and attached to its hilt was a keychain with a smiling animated flaming skeleton. The blade length was that of a long sword whereas it’s blade was a bright silver and as wide as a chainsaws. The chainsaw teeth were as black as coal and curved like thorns.
“What in the name of Equestria is that thing,” she levitated it over to herself and jumped back slightly when her name appeared on its blade in red lettering.
“I am your tool of destruction and justice Mistress Rarity, I am known as Lævateinn! The Fiery Punisher!”
“Lævateinn?” She blinked not noticing Sweetie Belle had long since left, “Well it’s um…nice to meet you I suppose,” she then regained herself as she pushed the mirror away, “What exactly happened to me? Why am I like this?!”
Lævateinn chuckled in his deep voice, “You have become a Masō-Shōjo! I champion of right whose soul duty is to protect her fellow ponies. Long have myself, as well as my sisters and brothers slumbered awaiting their next masters. But it is fortunate indeed that you have found me.
Rarity raised an eyebrow, “Why is that? Also, might I please go back to my…original look?”
Lævateinn paused, “All you must do is think it and it will be so. But should you require my power in the days ahead, recite the invocation once more!”
Rarity nodded as she shut her eyes, her
Twilight burst in and looked at her friend with concern clothing flashed whit and broke apart into white sparkles and she was normal once more. Lævateinn had vanished, which she was somewhat confused about but didn’t question it.as Sweetie Belle stood beside her, “Rarity what happened?! Sweetie Belle just burst into the library spouting nonsense...”
*
Sweetie Belle was waving her hooves around, “RARITY! FRILLY! PINK! LACY UNDERWEAR! NEED HELP!
Spike and Twilight glanced at each other in confusion.
*
Rarity sighed as she began to retell her story of what had just occurred within the kitchen. Twilight though skeptical had heard weirder, she once heard that Pinkie Pie discovered the kingdom of the mole ponies underneath Ponyville. Twilight noted the sincerity in Rarity’s eyes and nodded.
“Though it sounds strange, I believe you Rarity.”
Before Rarity could say anymore, a thunderous roar shook the boutique.
“Sweetie Belle!” the unicorn filly looked at her big sister, “go out the back door to Applejack’s farm. No matter what happens do not come back until I or one of the girls comes to get you.”
The filly saluted and bolted out the back as Rarity and Twilight emerged to a horror they had never seen before. The creature was the size of an Ursa Minor and possessed a bipedal torso complete with a pair of arms and four talons for fingers. Its legs were a mass of tentacles, the ends of which had a bone spikes upon them. It was covered in charcoal scales so smooth and tightly grouped it resembled skin. Several spines of bone jutted from its back as it turned its monstrous reptilian head filled with dagger like teeth, it’s burning red eyes like fire as it fixed upon the two mares that were soon joined by others.
Applejack gazed up in horror, “What in Celestia’s name is that thing?!”
Rainbow Dash snorted, “Whatever it is, it’s going down!”
Rainbow zoomed straight at the beast…which smacked her aside with indifference using a lone tentacle.
Pinkie Pie said not a word…she merely stared at the creature.
Rarity became nervous but relaxed when she realized the gravity of what Lævateinn had stated before she returned to normal. This was what he had meant when he stated she would need his powers in the coming days.
Rarity stepped forward as Twilight panic, “Rarity we need a plan! Without the elements of harmony, we NEED a plan of attack more than ever.”
Rarity glanced behind her at them, “I have a plan, attack.”
Rarity inhaled and shut her eyes as the air around her began to sparkle and glow with a pinkish light. When she spoke next, her words not only echoed, but they radiated power.
“Pulcherrima, bellissima, sed ego in ius voco mors!”
In a flash she was clothed once more and completely changed. Twilight and the girls gazed with shock as Lævateinn popped into existence and impaled itself in the ground. Rarity glanced at the monster whose full attention was on her.
“Lævateinn, what is this monstrosity,” Rarity stood beside the weapon.
“It is known as a Kaiju, a creature of pure darkness and destruction, this one is known as Surtr. Whenever a Masō-Shōjo awakens, they will enter the world. First there will be few due to your awakening but the more Masō-Shōjo that exists, the more their numbers will grow. In order for there to be light, darkness must threaten to snuff it out.”
Rarity nodded, “I assume that I must use you then to vanquish this beast?”
Lævateinn laughed, “Indeed, take up arms and FIGHT MY MISTRESS!”
Rarity grasped Lævateinn in her mouth as it revved to life, the teeth of the blade burning white hot. Rarity dashed forward with speed that surprised even her, Surtr whipped several tentacles at Rarity which she cartwheeled over and slashed apart. Black blood and meaty chunks flew into the air and splattered nearby ponies and businesses. Rarity leapt over the creatures head and bucked it in the back. Applejack gasped as the force from the kick resonated with a thunderclap of impact and hurled the Kaiju to the ground. Surtr shook its head and roared tremendously as Rarity landed, black blood staining her clothes. She narrowed her eyes which began to glow like blue fire, an aura of equal brightness erupted from her body as she took a step forward. The mere movement cracked the ground beneath her; she then surged forward with the same unnatural speed. Surtr’s tentacles shot forward like torpedoes, but she dodged around them leaving after images as she neared her target.
“Now you vile creature,” the blade of Lævateinn became coated in blue fire, “feel the sting!”
Rarity jumped into the air like a blue and white comet as she shot toward Surtr who opened his mouth to roar once more. Lævateinn’s blade caught its chin, and then Rarity slammed it in down to the handle. She then planted herself firmly and rushed vertically toward the ground, fountains of blood and flesh flying to the heavens as she gutted the creature. She was coated in black when she touched ground again, most of the blood dripped off her as the now flaming dead kaiju remained upright.
She turned to her friends and smiled casually but trembled as she inwardly screamed at the filth, “So…who’s up for the spa?”
The creature crashed to the ground as Rarity returned to normal, still coated in it’s remains.
Author's Note
Pulcherrima, bellissima, sed ego in ius voco mors- Latin: I'm lovely and charming but I summon death.
So, if anypony wishes to write more characters becoming Masō-Shōjo, go nuts! But i wanna read what you make :3
If you have questions about the mythos i have established, or need pointers, PM me an i shall answer! And like i said, i'll make more eventually, just telling you now, the next one will involve Pinkie Pie. So the rest are fair game.
Aside from that, All power to those who wish to write in this established world. I look forward to read any others submitted.
