It seems that the sun has grown brighter through the years. Zushakon thinks as he holds a hand up over his nonexistent eyes, looking up to sky to see the bright sunny sky, with only a few clouds to provide him shade form it's bright rays. He then turns his attention to the forest around him. Studying it for a moment he took in all his surroundings.

It seems...much more colorful then I remember. He thinks as he continues to walk forward. The wind lightly causing his robe to flow freely behind him as he walked on forward. Zushakon gives a small tilt of his head at this. The wind itself seems different, it's much more light and not nearly as heavy.

As he continues to take in his surroundings, he never stop advancing forward. As much as he didn't wish it so, he couldn't help but allow his mind to wander. Mainly with the thoughts of these...ponies. If they were any, if not at all, different from the humans of the past. He didn't get to think much on the topic as suddenly aloud roar is heard from behind him.

Turning his head slightly toward the sound, Zushakon was met with a large fuzzy animal. A bear, as the humans have called them. It roars again at Zushakon as it stands on its hind legs. Most likely seeming to try and protect its territory from an unknown creature such as himself. A pity that it never stood a chance to begin with...as the bear falls to the ground, with most of his organs missing as they were explode along the ground going several meters from it.

Zushakon crouches down near it's corpse, placing his hand along it's snout and turning it to look up at him. Hmm, it seems that it was smart enough to have emotions...yet not enough to know it's better...pity. Zushakon thinks as he could make out the shocked expression the bear wore.

As he gently placed the Bear's head back along the ground, Zushakon takes a look around. Making sure that there wasn't any witnesses. Seeing as he was alone here, Zushakon stands back up and quietly says to the bear. "I apologize for what happened. This was a very unnecessary death, be thankful that at least you received it quick." Zushakon then turns and begins to walk away, leaving the bear's corpse under the sun light. It's fur and hair turning black, before it starts to crumble along itself...as if something was feasting on the body. Leaving only the bones for the maggots, as the ground under it swallowed the bones whole. The organs on the floor of it, follows down it's unmarked grave.

It may be possible that there is no nearby civilization. Zushakon thinks, as he looks at his surroundings. Still seeing only planet life around him with not much of housing nearby. Giving to chance, he decided to take a random turn and walk that path for as long as he wished. Wondering if he was to encounter these 'pony' creatures in the forest or if they were further away. He didn't have much to think on his plans for that possibility as suddenly he makes out the sound of voices, faintly in the distance.

Following the sound, Zushakon walked passed what seemed to be a change of scenery. Noticing how every became a slightly more colorful then before as he steps out of what appears to be a forest, and now seemed to be a...small building of some kind.

Easily stepping over the wooden fence, he takes a look around what may be considered the 'backyard' of this place. Seeing many housing areas for several small creatures that were set around the house. As well as what he remember the humans called a 'chicken coup'. It was there he could clearly hear the voices that lead him here.

"I'm a telling you Fluttershy, I don't know where your bear friend ran off." One voice spoke... sounding to be human, one of which was most likely female. She had an annoyed tone in her voice as if she really didn't wish to be at this place right now, as well as had a strange way of speak then most of the being's he met. An accent if he remembered the term right.

The female voice was followed by another, this one lacking said accent and having a more slower tone. "I'm sorry Applejack, really, but....it's just he seemed angry as he ran off and I hopped he didn't get to any trouble." The other voice said, making it clear that the two were near. Either around the corner of the home, or maybe inside.

"It's just I'm worried that he might hurt someone." The soft voice spoke, with the annoyed voice giving a sigh before she replies. "I'm sorry Fluttershy. It's just I've been having a long day, poor Applebloom having nightmares about some creatures in the woods and those darn Timberwolves just standing there at the edge of our farm staring at us all night long. I have a lot on my plate, so...I reckon that any angry bear that comes near me right now better think twice."

Pausing for a moment a those words, Zushakon thinks to himself for a moment. Nightmares of creatures in the woods...perhaps not that much has changed from before. He then stops paying attention to their words and moves toward the sound of their voice, looking around the houses corner...he was met with a sight of two...small creatures as they were talking to one another.

...Pulling himself back out of sight, Zushakon takes a moment to pause, before looking again to assure himself.

Okay, that is new. Zushakon thinks as he looks to the two creatures as they continued their talk. Noticing the yellow one held a pair of wings by her side. So these creatures have evolved enough for flight, judging by the wings and main body shape of the yellow one...however, it seems the orange one doesn't have these. With her body lacking wings, and seeming to be more heavy...birth-defect maybe? Hm...then again the yellow creature doesn't look like a 'working' type as much as the flightless one so perha- Zushakon's thoughts are stopped as he hears another voice enter.

"Hey Shy!" The voice called, though was sounding to be a little more forced to give a rough tone, he could tell this was also female. A cyan-blue colored creature joins the others, nearly slamming into them as she nearly hits the ground. She seemed....much different in hair color then the others, literally having it as a rainbow.

That's is a strange color. Zushakon thinks before he realizes the wings she had on her back, that she had just folded. Ah...another winged one. That must be the normal here. Good to know. He thinks giving the wings on his back a look, giving them a small quiet flap.

"Rainbow, what the sam-hill are you thinking just dropping in like that. Nearly hitting us." The orange one spoke, getting her annoyed tone back. "Just amazing you with how I've been working with my brakes." The rainbow one speaks with a smile, have a cocky tone the whole time. "Anyway, Fluttershy, I'm sorry but I flew around and couldn't find your bear anywhere, I think he might still be in the Everfree forest." The rainbow one said as she looked in the direction Zushakon was at. The old one in response quickly placed his body to the wall, still not wanting to be found right now with the little information he knew of them.

"You don't need to worry, I'm sure a big guy like him is fine." Zushakon hears the 'rainbow' one says, pleasing him to know that he wasn't detected. As he could make out their sounds of still talking, Zushakon begins to walk away back to the forest. He was trying to think of his next plan in communicating with these creatures, thinking that maybe they were the 'ponies' those dogs spoke of...or at least knew where they were.

He main problem being how he would do so. After all, he was lucky with the dogs, as they haven't really panicked much or have tried to kill him, but these creatures might not be as 'friendly'. He knew he could simply use his abilities to look through every dark corner of this planet as he used too...however, it has been a long time...and he didn't want to upset anyone that might be using those...especially is it's a being greater then him.

Without much of other options, Zushakon's avatar begin to shift, bending and breaking itself down to change shape, bones were broken and repaired as they begin to take different sizes, organs and muscles are torn apart and regrown to give them the perfect shape. His body falls to the ground, the bones in his legs and arms bursting out and changing, his flesh just being left on the ground as he begins to grow another set, covered in the same fur he saw on the ponies, only more fitting for him in color. Dark blood covers the ground as it seemed the it was endless, continually coming from the changing body.

It took a hour of human time...but it was done.

Zushakon opens his new avatar's eyes to see the world and rose his head from the ground. Giving a few blinks of his eyes he sees no changed in them. Good, everything seems right, my limbs? Zushakon thinks looking down at himself and seeing the his skeletal hands and feet were gone, and replaced with hoofs, just like those creatures, compete with a black fur covering him...and also tail at the end waving at him.

Giving a nod to himself Zushakon stands to all his four of his hoofs, finding it slightly uncomfortable to stand on, then again, he had the same problem with his first avatar form so long ago so he saw it as something to get used to.

Walking to a near-by puddle, Zushakon waves a hoof over it. the dirt inside, moving away at his command and cleaning itself up so that he could create a reflection, and see if he was truly presentable.

He seemed much like those other creatures he saw, though his fur was all black. His snout was as...small as the others, though seemed to be more straight and squared. Upon his head was now hair...or rather a mane. It was white, wild, and un-kept. Seeming to clash against his black fur. Then again remember back to the other creatures...their manes weren't any better. Zushakon was just thankful it wasn't in his face, and was straight. He did enjoy that he saw those winged ones, as it means he could keep his large wings on his back.

However there were....problems though....mainly three.

One was that he had bits of yellow coloring on the tip of his snout, hoofs, and around his eyes. As much as he didn't wish for the extra color, he just places this as him being his father's son. So he well deal with it for the time being.

Another problem was his eyes. While being smaller then the ones those creatures had, it was also odd in it's own way of it being pure black around his iris, which was a mix of red/grey...giving a...odd look to say the least within this form. But this was a problem he had with all his avatars so, he was used to it.

However the final problem...was a bit more...'horny'.

As he looks at his reflection he finds that he had a horn coming straight from his head. A rather large one at that, that should at least a good foot in human length. Yet as much as he tried to force it he couldn't shift his body in a way to maintain the pony form and get rid of the horn at the same time..

It was easy to tell Zushakon was annoyed by this. As he places a hoof to the horn, and gave it a few taps.

What is the meaning of this? It's like this very body doesn't wish to changed to any other way...why is that? Zushakon thinks before giving a small sigh. With a flick of his hoof he then creates a new cloak to cover his new avatar body, using the hooded to cover his face/ horn, which was...awkward looking to say the least.

Giving one last look at his old body, Zushakon thinks to himself. There is something wrong here. As an avatar I was always in perfect control on my appearance, now I am not...unless there are 'ponies' here that have horns, I believe I am really going to stand out now. Well then...I better say hidden then.. Zushakon then open the wings from under his cloak before taking off to the air.

More question, and no answers...so that's how it feels to be human.

To say that Twilight Sparkle loved books would be an understatement. If you were to place her in a new library with thousands of never-before seen or opened books that contain knowledge she didn't know of, with infinite amount of time...then many would say that you pretty much are guarantee to find the unicorn missing for quite some time.

However...this book...This single book. Was enough to nearly destroy that love all together. Twilight didn't know who wrote this, but whoever did was clearly not right in their mind...she knew right away as she opened the book and began reading it. Not even with merely the words...it was even the ink, and pages of this book that...was all wrong.

Twilight's eyes couldn't leave it's page. Staring right at it as her hoof traced down a single page for what felt like the hundredth time. If she were to describe how it felt...she would say that it was...rough, thick even...and maybe even smooth on some other pages. The worst part of it was that no two pages were the same...many of them were, differently shaped. Some pages looked burned, others seemed to have been ripped in half, some even looking as if someone had stabbed though them. They were very aged, yes....but they didn't look or feel anything like this when she had first saw the book. If there was only one word to say what it was...it would be...'flesh-like'.

Then came the ink. All in one color....red. Some with different shadings, as some words were pure crimson and some were just maroon. Some pages just had it spattered along, as if whoever was writing it was attacked, or struggling to continue to write. Just looking at it, was enough for one to almost make out the sounds of....noises. Strange noises that just heard as if something was whispering in your ear.

And then were the symbols it had, written by that red ink. Of things that were....unbelievable. It being words, she didn't understand nor she think anyone could. Having illustrations of creatures, and monsters...as they appeared to be...worshiping other creatures and monsters. Some even looking to be, dare she say...instructions. Of what, she didn't know.

Though within these pages of awful things, Twilight found other pages...where she can understand the words. They were....stories. Some long, some short. Even with one of them just being a simple poem. But it was the weight of the words that scared her. Stories of creatures that were able to slip in to the darkness, that lived deep under the water, who lived in the coldest parts of the world. All being centered around innocent victims, who were either two foolish to not see the warnings...or who didn't have a choice with said warnings at all.

But...worst of all...where the words that somepony wrote. Someone wrote on many of these pages, with the same ink that was used to write the symbols and illustrations. They were warnings. With Twilight almost making out their screaming voices. 'STOP! DON'T READ THIS! Burn this book! Give it back to its masters! Destroy it! Case it to the deepest holes!' On and on, what was written in the book. It over lapping many of the words in the stories...yet, they were completely readable still.

Twilight looks to the book in her hoofs, a deep look in her eyes...as for a moment they begin to shift and change color...to completely black again, only for a moment before she slammed the book shut and pushes it away from her. Taking several steps back, Twilight realizes she was out of breath, and had sweat moving down her face, almost as if she was just done running for her life.

Holding a hoof to her face, Twilight tries to collect herself. She didn't have long to do that as knocking was heard on the door, followed by her number one assistant coming in. "Hey Twilig-" The baby Dragon tried to speak, but was stopped as he was picked up by Twilight's magic and brought to her, to be pulled into a hug.

Spike could been seen easily confused as he ask. "Um...Twilight...you okay? Why are you all sweaty?" Twilight lets Spike down and tells him. "I'm fine Spike, it's just...been reading a scary book is all. You know how...in to it I can get" Twilight says, giving a nervous smile. One of which makes Spike roll his eyes.

"Oh boy, just don't tell to wear garlic around my neck again. That was a horrible two weeks." Spike says remembering back when Twilight read a vampire book once, with this kind of result. "S-Spike, we were very young then!" Twilight says, remembering that embarrassed time for her. "Yeah, that's always a good excuse. Anyway, I'm sorry for leaving without waking yo-" He tried to say but Twilight stopped him. "Spike it's okay...really...speaking of that, where is Rarity?"

"I would be right here." Twilight hears Rarity said as she entered her home...but as Twilight looks to Rarity she instantly knew something was wrong.

Her main was a mess, her pure white coat had mud on it....with dashes of red liquid...matching the same shade as in the book, mainly on her hoofs and face. And though she was smiling.....the Twilight could see that her eyes held...fear in them.

"Rarity wh-" "Oh, just some bad luck on my end as I had tripped and fell into a bush FULL of tomatoes...haha...No doubt something Pinkie had made set up earlier to pull some kind of prank on someone. I must apologize to her later." Rarity said, interrupting Twilight's question as she quickly began to move up stairs. "Twilight, would you be a dear and help me freshen up...PLEASE!!!!" Rarity asked, though...it sounded very urgent at the end.

Twilight gave her friend a nod. "Um...sure....Hey Spike why don't you help yourselves to some gems, while I'll help Rarity." She said as she began going up stairs with Rarity to the bathroom, making out the excited 'REALLY' from Spike as they rushes up.

As Twilight closed the bathroom door, locking it behind her with her magic, she looks to Rarity with a scared look. "Rarity please tell me what's going on." Rarity though keeps her smile and fearful eyes as she says. "Oh...nothing...nothing at all....just need you to help me CLEAN THIS TOMATO JUICE OFF ME." She said loudly at the end, tilting her head slightly so that she was looking to the door behind Twilight.

Said pony gave a confused look at this and said. "Rarity if this is about Spike, he can't hear yo-" "OH MY GOODNESS TWILIGHT IT WAS AWFUL!!!!!" Rarity shouted as she instantly pulls Twilight to a hug, crying very loudly as she pushed her face to Twilight's neck. She then began saying something, whatever it was it was too fast and was to muffled to be heard.

"Rarity please calm down!!" Twilight said as she pushed the other unicorn away. "Breath for a moment and calm down."

Rarity does as Twilight says, wiping tears the from her eyes and taking several deep breaths to try and calm down. "O-Okay...Okay." Twilight gives her friend a sad look, wondering just what cause this. "Rarity....please tell me what happened...slowly." Rarity nods her head and begins to tell her of what happen.

"I-t happened not too long ago...me and Spike were outside of ponyville gather some gems I need for a new shipment at-...forget it that's not important." Rarity stopped herself, surprising Twilight as she knew how Rarity would get sometimes with her orders, and the details about them. "While me and Spike were digging some gems...I saw...a diamond dog."

Twilight instantly knew from that name that this was bad. "Did they capture you again?!" Twilight asked with an instant tone of worry... But was shocked as Rarity shook her head. "No...I saw it...limping off...I couldn't just stand by an and watch. Spike wasn't near me as he was off preparing the wagon, so I ran to help it by myself and...and Twilight...Oh by Celestia." Rarity stops as she holds a hoof to her mouth and quickly rushes to the toilet...not really making it as chunks of food covered in creamy chyme from her stomach were propelled into the air and splattered alongside the toilet bowl.

"Sorry..." Rarity whimpers as she places her head on the seat, beginning to heave as she lets out a very 'un-lady-like' sound. Seeing her friend like this only made Twilight more worried as she moves to slowly rub a hoof on Rarity back. Letting her empty her stomach for a few moments.

As she spits the last of it out she pulls her head up, tears running back down her face . "It...was...it was" She tried to say, looking completely disgusted as she tried to recall it. As she shuts her eyes tightly and looks back down to the bowel.

"Rarity just tell me what's wro-" Twilight tries to say, wanting to know what happened...before Rarity looks right back up to her with a terrified look on her face. "His eyes Twilight...they were gone." Rarity says in almost of a whisper. Shocking Twilight, enough for her to let go of the other unicorn. "Wh.....what?" Twilight says as her eyes widen.

Looking to Rarity as the once elegant and most composed of her friends...seemed to just crumpled. Watching as she holds her hoof to her eyes, just an inch away from poking them slightly. "T-The diamond dog's eyes w-were gone Twilight. H-He clawed them out, he told me he did when I tried to check on him." She then moves her hoofs to hold her body, as she started to shake. "There was cuts, scratches all over himself. He told me that he made them...He was taking pieces of himself out, Twilight. He said that...they were itchy...and he wanted to feel good...real good." Rarity says, as she moves a hoof to her face to try and wipe the tears.

Twilight just stood there...shocked. "Rarity...wha-...what happened to him?" She says in a fearful tone. The poor white unicorn looks to her friend and says. "I...I don't know. Oh Twilight there...there was...so much blood...I panicked...I tried to help him...tried to get him up with my magic, I was just trying to help...b-but he was...he fought against it...throwing blood...shouting how he didn't need it...it was too late for him..... I asked him what did this...what could have...and he said...a god...that they've freed something. Something called 'Great Old One'." As Rarity continued she just looked to her blood-stained hoofs, not noticing how Twilight's eyes widen at this.

The very name of it, sending shivers down Twilight's spine...and a strange other feeling inside her. Making her subconsciously hold her tail between her legs, and place a hoof to her heart..feeling it begin to beat faster. Twilight didn't understand...it was simply a name...yet she could feel herself become comply terrified at this title. At the phrase 'Great Old One', feeling that deep down she does know what it meant or where it came from. She didn't have long to think on it as Rarity continued.

"I...I tried to ask him if any of his friends were around, that if they were hurt as well...but he told me...all of them were dead. They all became mad at seeing this Great Old One...and started to...to kill each other." Rarity then grabs Twilight by her shoulder and pulls the other unicorn close to her. "He tells me that they've free something...something horrible...he began begging me to kill him...Twilight, he was screaming at me to do it...to rip him apart, and make him suffer what he did. Before I could even try to say anything...he laughs...LAUGHS TWILIGHT!!!" Rarity shouts, as her arms begin to shake slightly. "He began laughing as he told me how he killed every single one of his family and friends..of how happy he was to do it." Rarity then buries her face to Twilight's neck as she begins to sob again.

Twilight could do nothing but just hold her friend as she cries in her arms. "I'm sorry Rarity. I...really am-" Twilight tries to say, to comfort her friend, till Rarity spoke out. "He...he...he then said I was a very pretty...pretty pony and...and tried to..." Although she didn't say it, Twilight instantly understood the implication. Gently pulling Rarity away Twilight ask . "Rarity did he..." Before she could finish, Rarity shakes her head. "No...he tried...but I manage to push him off with my magic...but then he fell on a rock and his neeck..." Rarity goes full quiet there, her voice breaking at the end.

Once again placing the puzzle pieces together, Twilight gives a small gulp. "Rarity...you have to know it isn't your fault." She tells her, holding a hoof up to her cheek. "You were just defending yourself. Okay, it's not your fault." Twilight says, trying to reassure her. "I know that...but....it just doesn't help. Thank goodness Spike didn't get to see that. I'm sorry I lied to him but...I couldn't tell him of what happened." Rarity says as Twilight gives her a nod.

"You don't need to apologize for anything. I'm just glad you're safe. Listen go clean yourself, okay. I'm gonna send a letter to the princesses okay...are you gonna be okay?" Twilight says pull her friend to a hug. Rarity pat's Twilight on the back and tells her. "I'll...I'll try to be."

Twilight gives a nod and leaves the bathroom, giving Rarity a nod as she closes the door.

As soon as she closes the door, a look of horror comes to her face as she mutters. "A Great Old One. A Great Old One." She repeats over and over again as she moves down stairs, whispering it completely under her breath as if she were in a trace. Completely ignoring Spike, she goes for the Necronomicon that was still laid on the table where she first began reading it.

Without even thinking of what might come of it, Twilight opens the book to a seemingly random page. Her hoof moving completely on its own, as it flipped through page after page...before stopping at one. One with horrible drawing of a large creature, looking to rise from the ocean...another coming from the stars. The Creature of the ocean looking to be a mix of creatures, like a octopus with dragon wings and something else...while the Creature of the stars looked to be some kind of royal figure, wearing a long clothe...with a yellow tint in it.

All around the image were Symbols, symbols she couldn't read. Yet a part of her knew that this was a the page she needed to see. Holding her hoofs to both sides of her head, Twilight began to feel the fear in side her grow even more. Further then when she even came against Nightmare moon, or even Discord. Her eyes staring directly to the symbols on the pages...her violet eyes...begin to shift to complete black.

The very Symbols on the page...those that didn't make any sense at all...began to change right before her eyes...or rather her mind was...as she began to understand them. Holding her tongue out, Twilight runs it along her suddenly dry lips and quietly begin to read the page out-loud.

"...The Great old ones- Ancient creatures of immense power. Far older then may of the lessor creatures that walk your world. They are worshiped by deranged cults, as well as by most of the races known through existence. The Great Old Ones are currently imprisoned—a few beneath the sea, some inside the ground you walk, and still others in distant planetary systems and beyond. The reason for their captivity is not known, though there are those who clam it was through the Elder Gods for committing past transgressions upon them.

The Great Old Ones are unbelievably powerful. A single one, being more then enough to shatter all an entire species in a single moment. Each differentiating as though they do not wish to copy one another, either out of respect or out of hatred. There power is so great, that they have been known to create Avatars, bodies they can use to blend in with any species.

While many things are still unknown about these creatures, one is always certain...certain for the Great Old Ones power, if any lesser beings like that of a mortal mind where to look to them...it would drive them mad. Forcing them to lost anything regarding themselves, their hopes, dreams, or life. As the Great Old Ones true forms, are too much for even the greatest of minds.

Be warned...of the most powerful ones of all. The sons of Yog-Sothoth, The Sleeping God; Master of R'lyeh; High Priest of the Great Old Ones; Cthulhu. And his half Brother, The Unspeakable; He Who is Not to be Named; Lord of Interstellar Spaces; Hastur.

When the stars are right, they well come...and lay waste to this world...may your false ides give you the hope that you will die before that day."

As Twilight finishes the warning... she becomes visibly pale. Slamming the book shut, she rest her head on it. Trying to make sense of it all. She feels her lungs begin to close on themselves, causing her to struggle a little to breath. She can feel her own sweat move down her face, making her fur all musky again. She could feel her hoofs shake, completely uncontrollably. A truly horrifying thought came to her that maybe...One of these 'Great Old Ones' have become freed. And if that were true...then everything she knew has truly began to met it's end.

Little did she know the entire time she's having a panic attack, Spike was standing behind her. "Um...Twi?" He ask. "Why are you speaking in tongues?" Unknown to Twilight...she wasn't reading the book normally. Her mouth and mind were in two completely different places...as she spoke in a dead language, a far...far dead one. "~~Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn.~~" She says back, without even looking to him.

"...Okay that's my que not to ask questions." Spike says, as he goes back to trying to clean the small patches of red 'juice' that dripped from Rarity as she came in.

You know...there seemed to be a very important detail about my Avatar, I didn't seem to take to account...The height. Zushakon thinks as he stood in the middle of this town, trying to appear unnoticeable as best he could...as Literally every single one of these colorful creatures were staring at him, mostly with confusion and curiosity.

The reason why being that he stood at least a good three feet taller then every...single...one of them as far as the eye could see. For once the Great Old One, felt what the humans would call 'embarrassment' over such a minor over sight. Making him hold his head low as he began to walk forward, trying to not draw any more attention to himself anymore then he already have done.

Author's Note

For those wondering what a page from the Nerconimaon may look like it's something like this.

Thank you for reading this, and I hope I've made All the MLP characters stay in character. And I am not making Zushakon boring to read.