Chapters Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters in this story unless specified. I also do not own the "Zalgo Invocation."
It was just like any other day at the Golden Oaks Library. Twilight reading her books while spike preformed numerous tasks around the hallowed out tree. The occasional pony would come in to check out a book or just greet Twilight. She was glad to see the faces of her friends and more than happy to help them pick out a book to read. The day seemed to fly by as night soon fell overhead. Twilight found a very tired spike on the library floor.
"Spike, did anypony donate some new books today?"
"No." Spike sat up and rubbed his eyes.
"How about this week?"
"Nope."
"Do you remember the last time we received a book donation?"
Spike scratched his chin as he tried to recall the last time somepony was generous enough to leave a book for the library. He shrugged and went looking for something to eat. Twilight facehoofed, She had read every book in her inventory a billion times. A new novel was just what she needed to entertain herself tonight. Almost on queue Fluttershy game holding a jet black book. Fluttershy looked very worried. She dropped the book on the ground and began to cry.
"Fluttershy what's wrong?"
Fluttershy pointed at the book and began to speak. "I feeding some of the owls by my cottage when I was attacked by timber wolves." She continued sobbing while twilight tried to comfort her. "B-but they weren't normal. There was something wrong with them."
Spike walked in from the kitchen and tried to calm Fluttershy down. "What do you mean different." Fluttershy wiped a few tears away from her face and recalled her memory.
"The timber wolves had black, spiky vines that went in and out of their body and had black goo that dripped from the wolves dark dark eyes. Now that I think about it their entire body was a little bit darker. They came out of the bushes and," Fluttershy burst into tears. "They killed the owls. One of them ran towards me and dropped this book." She gestured to the bland book on the floor. "The second the book left the timber wolve's mouth all of them burst into flames. After that I came rushing here to see if you know what this thing is." Twilight levitated the book and put it on a table she took a long look at it. The book was extremely thick, defiantly more than a thousand pages. The book had no title and no author she began flipping through the pages. All of the pages were blank with small neatly printed numbers on the bottom corners of the. A few times twilight could swear she saw a tall figure in a suit and others she cold almost make out a smiling dog creature, when she came to the six hundredth sixty six page she saw the outline of hand that looked like it wanted to pull her in, but they would vanish within milliseconds.
"Fluttershy, this book is completely bla-" The thousandth page looked like it was added long before the other pages. The sides were rotted and yellow. A cursive title that read Zalgo Invocation was the only legible writing on the page. Weird symbols corrupted the rest on the words. The two mares and dragon were confused by scramble of words. Suddenly a thought popped into Twilights brain. She knew what this was, it was one of those hidden message games. The wolf probably picked the book up by accident. "Don't worry, I think this is just a game. You have to try and decode the hidden message in the text."
"Are you sure it's safe?" Fluttershy and spike were backed a safe distance away from twilight in case some demon would jump out of the book.
"Yea, I agree with Fluttershy, this book is bad news." They both knew that there friend was usually more careful than to go into something (even a book) she knew could be potentially dangerous. Twilight was sitting in front of the book trying to piece together the jumble of words. Finally she stood up triumphantly.
"Got it! I found out what it says." She cleared her throat and began to read. "He is coming. He who waits behind the wall. He who waits to end it all. All that you know ,all that you are. He will tear you apart and leave you afar. He will call on the beasts to devour your soul. He will take the whole world and make it unwhole. He comes." Both Fluttershy and Spike were shaking in a corner while Twilight read about a song that would end the world. "He is the chaotic hivemind. Eating my soul. Making me unwhole. Making me one with him. Chaos and casualty both bereft. With order without chaos, there is no order left. He waits for this. He waits behind the wall, waits for the call, to set him free.
"Spike, do you think twilight is okay?" Spike was backed up right next to her. Every stanza brought a dark feeling in the room. Twilight didn't seem to notice though she just smiled and said the creature had know eyes, know shape, and be the one who lies.
"Maybe we should tell her to stop talking." Fluttershy mustered enough courage to slowly approach her friend. She got a few feet away from her before she was stopped in her tracks. Not by some unseen force or magic power, but by fear of Twilights words. As Twilight spoke the room began to warp inwards.
" I will sing the song. Through me he shall sing. Sing the song all day long. For him I will bring up. Bring these spawn into the cruel world. Of what we tread on. Of what we've been hurled. I will sing the song, and it will go like this:
Serenade the end
With the beat you all know
The heartbeat of the earth
The song of my soul
Hold on closely to your heart
For its the songs rhythm
Everyone is the drum
Everyone is the song
He waits behind the wall
"TWILIGHT!" Spike and Fluttershy both shrieked at once. The purple unicorn fell to the ground. The room instantly returned to normal and the book slammed shut. Fluttershy regained control of her muscles and was able to assist spike and get Twilight back on her feet.
"I don't know why I said those things. I couldn't control myself." Twilight looked worn down and beaten. What ever took control of her left her mentally and fiscally exausted. "At least it's all over now."
"Um... Twilight, we have a problem." Spike was talking about the book that was know engulfed in a black flame. The fire rapidly started writing demonic words in the air. Thousands of voices spoke as one and read the black fire.
"He waits in a palace of tortured glass. Served by legions forged from the tears of the sleepless dead and clad in armor carved from the suffering of mothers." A dark claw erupted from the flame followed by a second one. "In his right hand he holds a dead star and in his left hand, he holds a candle whose light is a shadow. His left hand is stained with the blood of Am Dhaegar." The creatures legs and body formed from the book. The body was covered with several different red crescent mouths that spoke. "His mouths speak in different tongues and the seventh shall sing the song that will unleash his allies to destroy the world." The head finally formed and looked at all Equestrians. "He comes."
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Author's Note
Let me start off by saying I think Zalgo is an under appreciated Creepypasta, but I don't think he is the best one. Okay so this story is about creepypasta vs MLP. Any questions or ideas for the story? Just post them in the comments.
P.s. I am completely blind when it comes to editing. Every now and then I will re read this and correct the mistakes.
The universe of the Creepypasta is one of the most sophisticated places to ever exist, making it very difficult to explain. A majority of its inhabitants live in separate worlds within the universe. These places such as Lavender Town and Candle Cove are separated from each other by time and space. Few creatures like The Rake stalk their prey in other worlds for months without leaving. Each creature (or "Creepypasta", let's just call them that.) can leave their sanctuary any time they want. Every Creepypasta have the ability to to travel to The Wall . The Wall is a network that acts as a gateway between the Creepypasta worlds and other dimensions. Traveling the multiverse is very difficult. The wall prevents no more than three transdimensional creatures to be in a foreign universe at once. For centuries, the Creepypastas have been held behind the constricting boundaries of The Wall. Wide scale invasions were impossible to preform thanks to the barrier. The creepypastas don't linger along the wall for too long as they are eager to return to butchering, torturing, tormenting souls, Ect.
However, there is one entity that waits behind the wall, Zalgo. He waits for a crack or weak link for him to break through and wreak chaos upon that realms native race. He waits to be summoned so he may enable his allies to attack as one. Today was special for the Zalgo. He could feel some new specimen trying to connect to the hivemind. The creatures thoughts and memories raced into his mind as he learned all of its secrets. This creature was different from all the others he had encountered and lived in a land he had never heard of. Equestria, a land ruled by candy colored ponies. He could feel the kind of pureness radiating from the world that almost made him sick. I will enjoy corrupting the souls of this world. The six mouths began to speak an incantation meant to tear the soul from Twilight's body when he felt something. Something he hadn't felt since... The Nezperdians!"
The Nezperdians were an ancient group of humans who worshiped their god Zalgo. They were the original hivemind, A chaos with order. They corrupted the very soil of earth and sacrificed their victims to Zalgo's will. After Zalgo was imprisoned behind the wall by Am dhaegar, the Nezperdians were suddenly without a leader. Without the order of their god they devoured each other. The few unconquered cicilizations spread out over the world and repopulate it. The nezperdian god sought revenge on Am dhaegar. He waited for a small opening to appear in the wall before he pulled Am dhaegar in with all of his might. Am dhaegar was no match for a rage fueled Zalgo. He ripped Dhaegar's heart from his body, thus staining his hand with the one human who felled him.
Zalgo felt their presences radiating off an old book, one that he remembered. It was a summoning book. Nezperdian high priests were given this to communicate directly to the hive-mind and Zalgo. But, the book could be used for more than just summoning Zalgo. It could be used as an unrestricted gateway between the Creepypasta worlds and another. To do that he would need the book, and he remembered that the book had his invocation in it. All seven of Zalgo's mouths formed a smile, if the book wouldn't come to him, he would come to the book. Reaching out with his mind he spoke to twilight as a small persuading voice. He cleared the scrambled text of the book for Twilight and convinced her that it was all a game. Though Zalgo wasn't directly controlling her mind he knew that he could manipulate her to do his bidding. The pony had begun to summon him, he felt her weak soul wanting to join the hive-mind. Zalgo welcomed her telling her just to read the page if she wanted to be one with him. Twilight's mind was slowly becoming corrupt. The connection was cut without warning. He had come too far to stop. The pony had said enough of the invocation for him to appear. He used his dark power and the souls of the hive to open up a temporary hole in the wall to Equestria. Zalgo smiled as he pulled himself up and into the new world.
The creature standing before the equines (and dragon) was hard to describe. It was surrounded in a aura of darkness and power. Other than the obvious features, the entity's form was hard to focus on. A strange static covered His body making impossible to make out all of his features. Twilight looked with a mixture of fear and interest at the foreign beast it stared maliciously at them while some of its mouths rambled on in different languages.
"I am lord Zalgo of the Creepypasta realm ." Twilight caught that phrase out of the jumble of contorted speech. "Can you understand me?"
"Yes! I'm Twilight sparkle of Equestria."
"I know of that. I know all." Zalgo examined the room. One could learn lots about a culture from their literary archives. He looked to the table and picked up the Nezperdian book, it would take all of his power to merge the to worlds. Zalgo would be substantially weakened even if the ritual was preformed at his full strength. it is time.
"So Zalgo, may I ask why you are here in Ponyville?"
"Yea, and why you look so scary" twilight shot him a look but knew that spike wasn't the only terrified by the new arrival. Her train of thought was interrupted by what she could assume was a form of unholy laughter. The laugh was quiet yet shock their souls at the same time.
"Let me show you." Zalgo vanished from sight in a haze of corrupted symbols. Twilight gave her two friends a worried look. The monster had taken the book to where ever he had traveled to.
Twilight walked outside the library's doors to find the citizens of Ponyville looking up at the sky. Black lightning zipped across the cloudless sky towards the Everfree Forest. The energy bolt split into multiple arches the crashed down near the edge of the forest. Twilight knew that this event was somehow linked to the creature Zalgo and the book he stole. "Huh?" About fifty feet into the forest was a animal walking the same way Zalgo had. This one was much smaller than the evil beast. It was probably 5.5 ft tall with a slender build. It was dressed in an orange zip up jacket and had dark grey pants. Under the hood it wore and unsettling white mask with dark eyes and mouth. Twilight would have tried to talk to it if wasn't for the fact that it ran and hid the second she saw it. She walked a little further into the forest and noticed a dirty piece of paper nailed to a tree near the area the masked figure was. Twilight was suprised to find that the paper remainder firmly attached to the tree when she tried to levitate it of with her magic. Curious, She started walking towards the note to read the smudged writing. A headache started to form the closer she got to the page. By the time she arrived at the base of the tree she noticed that all the animals had stoped making noise. Not even the wind was blowing. The only thing twilight could here was the sound of her beating heart. She picked up the note and silently read to herself.
"Always watches, no eyes."
Author's Note
I'm back! Sorry for the long wait. I was actually catching up on reading some creepypastas. I hope to update both of my stories more often. As always feel free to comment and suggest any creepypastas you want to see in the story.
thirty minutes earlier
"Shut up! I don't need to take this from some epileptic hatchet wilding child!" Masky gave Toby an expressionless barrage of insults and vulgar words, but young proxy stood still and took every little bit of Masky's verbal barrage without wavering.
"I-its no wonder Slender man sees me as a more valuable s-soldier, You lack discipline." Toby confidently stuttered out his retort. Sure, at first he had feared Tim, (or Masky, as he had come to be known as by his victims) but he had quickly earned favor with his master, the fabled Slender man. It wasn't long before Masky's many failures had lost him favor with their master. Toby had gone on to be Slender's right hand man. Tim had took on the allias of Masky, so Toby decided he would need a new name for a new life. Toby decided to use the name that had caused him so much pain in the past, Ticci, Ticci Toby. He would use it to help him cause pain to others as society had once caused him.
Masky reached into his pocket and pulled out a skinny kitchen knife. The shiny, polished blade had always been Tim's weapon of choice. "Let's see if your still so confident after you have twenty holes in you." In respones Toby drew his hatchets, one new and in pristine condition, and the other old and dilapidated by time. Masky got into a crouched postion, ready to tackle Toby. "You ready for this, Hatchet boy?" Tim lunged forward but was sent face first into the forest floor by a well aimed crowbar swing. A man dressed in a dark orange ski mask stood over Masky, crowbar in hand. The mask itself was modified of that the eyes and mouth were obscured from view. Thin red thread created two slits and a frown. Masky looked up from the ground at he hooded man.
"God dammit Hoody, You said you were on a mission." Hoody (Brian) looked down upon his brother-in-arms.
"I was, and I think the master will be pleased to know that I have eliminated the last detective on our case." Hoody had taken the liberty to add a voice changer into his mask. It worked well at terrifying his victims and keeping people from recognissing his easily distinguishable voice. Masky picked himself up and brushed the dirt of his cloths. "Might I ask why you were dueling Toby five minuets after we arrived?" Masky gave a small chuckle and walked away from his two companions.
"The shit deserved it."
Masky walked along the growth of trees and roots never looking back. The masked proxy had know clue why he had stormed of nor where he was wondering off to, yet at the same time he did know where he was going. Being a proxy for so long had given him a sixth sense about forests. That little perk came in handy when he... "Did his job." Tim's anger mounded up the farther he ventured away from Masky and Toby. Masky seethed with rage at the mere thought of the youngest proxy. Damn you, Toby! I should be at the master's side, but noooo. What I get is the work of a slave. If one upping him hadn't been enough, Toby was even getting Brian to side with him. The only time Masky could stand Toby's presence was in combat. Fighting side by side with each other caused a force to be reckoned with. Too bad he couldn't always be in combat because right now he would much rather be In the company of Mr. Widemouth. Masky noticed a slender page not far to his right. The note was written in his own sketchy hand writing ohhh that just great I've walked in a Big ass circle. Well at least no one else is hea... "crap!" A little purple unicorn was staring at him from the other side of the bushes. She stared at him, puzzled. Tim turned tail and bolted through the trees. "What kind of fucked up world is this?" He had seen some crazy things over his years serving as a proxy, but never had he seen something as weird as a purple unicorn with giant anime eyes and a star on its rear. As Tim ran he barley avoided body slamming a hidden Toby. Masky regained his balance and looked at Toby. "Can you tell me what the hell I just saw back there?!"
"Ma-maybe if you payed the attention to the information z-zalgo sent us, you would know we're in Equestria." As Toby finished Hoody jumped out of a nearby tree and landed next to his coworkers.in his right hand he held a small pair of binoculars.
"This universe's dominate species are a highly evolved form of ponies. What you saw was a unicorn, one of the sub-species of these creatures." Tim looked at both Toby and Brian through his emotionless mask. Tim was about to ask why they would even need to come to this universe before he felt it. He felt the presence of a entity that he had once feared but now loyaly served.
"It's t-time."
* * *
Twilight tried unsuccessfuly to follow the mysterious figure. The headache plus the creatures natural speed had made it virtually impossible for her to try and continue. Several black, twisted trees kept the mare from ventureing forward. Something about the trees intrigued Twilight. She noticed that they were the only trees around her that seemed to be dead. A sudden wave of dizziness struck Twilight. She laid down on her knees and massaged her temple, but it proved futile in disrupting her pounding head. In her thrashing she thought she saw the trees reaching out to her, surrounding her The pain intensified into a heavy electronic static screech.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH!".
Twilight smashed her head into the ground frantically trying to end the pain. The static threatened to tear her santy to pieces. Then it stopped. Twilight lifted her head up slowly, worried that the pain would continue if she made one wrong move. A thick fog surrounded her as she slowly stood up. She looked around only to. Find the forest dramatically changed. Besides the absence of wild life, she just felt... watched! she spun around looking around frantically. It was there, by the tree. Twilight broke into a full trot. It was close she could feel the icy presence it brought trailing close behind. She didn't know how she didn't know why, but she knew, she was being stalked by the Slenderman. She turned her head and shot a radiant purple orb behind her. Twilight stoped and smiled at the sound of an explosion a few yards behind her. The unicorn turned triumphantly towards the smoldering cluster of stray trees. The purple fire created by her magic gave of a gentle warmth in the forest. Twilight gave of a sigh of relief and turned away only to come face to face with the masked man from earlier. Startled Twilight fell backwards into the clutches of another assailant. She looked up to see a mask with red stitches forming the facial features. Twilight struggled, looking for something to use to escape from the two bipeds. Desperately, the mare stomped her hoof into the creatures boot. Her current captor seemed unfazed by her futile attack. Strangely instead of a cry of pain, a laugh emitted from the white masked biped.
"Wow Hoodie, looks like this ones a fighter." Twilight was shoved back first into the ground as a response to the masked figure. A heavy boot slammed down onto her rib cage. Twilight and the others heard the sickening snap of ribs breaking. Hot blood sputtered out of her mouth and onto the dirt floor. The metallic taste blood filled the whimpering mare's mouth.
"Do not taunt me... Masky."
"Jesus Christ! What got you so cranky, Hoodie?" Tin gave a small chuckle well Brian just stared him down. Twilight, sensing a moment of opportunity, tried to cast a teleportation spell in hopes of escaping. Unfortunately, tin noticed this and sent the sole of his boot into Twilights face. The unicorn let out a grunt of pain and collided with the ground. Tim let out a full blown laugh at the sight of her pain. "Forget what I said earlier, that was fucking hilarious!" Twilight struggled to keep on her knees. The mare coughed out red fluid onto Masky's hoodie. Blood flowed freely from her nose and dripped onto the earthy forest. Tin pulled out his trust kitchen knife. The blade was in prestigious condition considering the anount of blood it had spilled. Masky crouched down next to her and brought his weapon to her stomach. "Alright time to gut the pony bitch." Twilight closed her eyes and waited for the inevitable. Celestia help me. For a second she actually believed the sun goddess had come to her aid. Through squinted eyes she saw the expressionless mask frozen in place.
"Y-yield, Masky." Holding back Masky's arm was another biped. Twilight noticed that he to wore a hoodie. Unlike his "friends" he used and orange pair on goggles and a blue grey scarf to conceal his identity. The exposed portion of his face showed that he had no fur on his body (at least his face.) The bipeds skin was very pale and covered in several small cuts. What stood out about it was its size, it was. It was least a foot smaller than the others. She guessed that the white masked monster could probably rip away from his ally's grip and kill her, the fact it hadn't showed that the other one was there leader. Hesitantly, Masky backed away form Twilight to let his calleague step in. It approached her a small child might examine a new toy. Twilight swiveled her head as it circled around her in silence. He patted the pony on her head and backed away. "You will do j-just fine." As if on cue Twilight was struck in the head with a black object. She slumped to the ground frozen in a state on unconsciousness.
The first thing twilight heard when she awoke was the sound of birds chirping nearby. Twilight's hole body ached from the events of the previous night, the memories still fresh in her mind. Opening her eyes, she noticed a large group of ponies had gathered in front of her, or rather below her. All four of her limbs had been spread apart and tied to two nearby trees. Behind her the ever cast a dark presence that could be felt even from the edge of town. Twilight looked down at her stomach and almost retched. On her underbelly, a crossed out circle was carved into her flesh. The dried blood made a clear mark on her purple coat. Her flanks were almost worst. In the place of her cutie mark was a mess of scraped off flesh. A similar symbol also Stood out On her partially skinned flank. Tears began to fill the corners on the mares eye's. She was not crying for her own pain, but for the suffering and death that these creatures were destined to bring to her world.
Author's Note
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