Monster-Bumps 2: Dead and Dazzling

KID CREATES MONSTERS WHO ALMOST DESTORY ENTIRE TOWN.

These were the words that headed the frontline of that evening's edition of the Canterlot Daily. Accompanying the body of text following that title was a blurry black-and-white picture of the Dead and a few monsters behind him. How the photographer got a clean, prestige image of the monsters this close without getting eaten remains unknown. The stack of papers that had just been dropped outside a newsagent.

Mere seconds had passed, however, before a pair of green-skinned hands protruding from two brown cloak sleeves reached out of the night and plucked up one of the papers with the front of the image being Dead. The hands raised themselves up below a pair of yellow illuminated eyes radiating from the blackness of an alleyway. Shining through the veil of darkness like fireflies in the darkness of night.

The being stared at Dead for a long moment, analyzing every detail of his skull to his shadowy black spikey hair. His gaze traveled down the paper and landed on a smaller picture of Ralph below, holding the magic fountain pen. His yellow eyes widened at the sight of the mystic pen.

"Hm," said a voice curiously from the depths of the black shadows. This was shortly followed by a sudden, evil-maniacal laughter that successfully penetrated the surrounding block, although no one was around to hear it, the laugh echoed throughout the block. And whoever was laughing had, strangely, found great joy in the front headline of that paper.

He, or IT had found overflowing happiness at the news of a monster army deliberately laying half the city to waste. Even more so when he spotted Ralph Shiverriba with the black pen.

Why, however, remained a mystery.

Cold was the night, a swift breeze swaying the trees back and forth. Stars shimmered brightly in the night sky, the moon illuminating the earth in it’s eerie glow. Silence permeated the air as most citizens of Canterlot City were in bed or working a graveyard shift. Three girls were the only ones crazy enough to be out at this hour, in this weather.

The Dazzlings, Adagio, Aria, and Sonata walked down a sidewalk, looking rather defeated. It had been only eight months since their defeat at the hands of the Rainbooms and the taking of their magical abilities, but to them it felt like an eternity in purgatory and then some. Adagio gritted her teeth at the thought of the Rainbooms.

"So, what’s the plan now Adagio?” Aria asked in her usual unamused voice.

Adagio ran a hand through her hair, thinking as hard as she could about what to do next. Could they get their powers back? Could they get sweet revenge on those goody two shoes Rainbooms? It's been eight months and she couldn't stop thinking about how they humiliated them in public. She couldn't even close her eyes without reminiscing about that night. Revenge soon became their obsession. The only problem was...they didn't know how to carry it out. They had no powers. No nothing.

“At the moment, I don’t know, girls." A sadistic smile spread across her face, “But, I’m sure we’ll figure something out.” She balled her hand into a fist, “Those Rainbooms will pay.”

Sonata looked utterly confused, “Why would they give us money?”

Aria and Adagio facepalmed, “You’re the worst Sonata.” Aria said in between in fingers.

“No, you are!” Sonata retorted, folding her arms.

“You are!”

“You are!”

“Shut up!” Adagio snapped, both girls going silent at her request.

The group came to a graveyard. A large iron gate stood in front of them. Luckily, the lock was undone. Adagio glanced all around to make sure noone was watching. She opened the gate which creaked making her flinch at the unexpected noise. With a wave of her hand, the other two girls followed her into the graveyard.

They weren’t from this world which meant they had no place to call home. Unlike Sunset, who had managed to get some form of housing, these three slept on the streets, going from place to place each night. This was all those Rainbooms fault anyway.

Sonata gawked at tombstones with odd designs, making Aria have to drag her by her hood to keep up with Adagio. Adagio led them to a medium sized mausoleum, all three gazing up at it. Angels decorated the sides, each in a different pose. The top read: Canterlot City Mausoleum. It was built in some odd gray clay like structure the girls had never seen before. The door was large, but lucky for them unlocked.

Adagio pulled open the door, revealing a dark small room. On both sides were caskets with dead, rotting corpses inside. The girls didn’t dare look into any of the caskets even out of curiosity as this place sent shivers down their spines. Something seemed off about this whole place. Really off.

The Dazzlings shrugged it off, strolling into the small room. Visibility was almost nonexistent, the only thing they could see was the gray floor and some caskets. Something, shimmered in the corner of the room, Aria seeing it out of the corner of her eye. Curiosity getting the better of her, she carefully crept over. It was hard to see, but it appeared to be some sort of book, laying next to an open casket. Somehow, it must have fallen out.

Aria bent down and picked it up, blowing dust off of it. She turned to walk back to the others. Sonata was looking inside a casket while Adagio was preparing to get some shuteye.

“Look what I found,” Aria said, sitting down next to Adagio.

“A book?” Adagio cocked an eyebrow, “How is that going to help us? And put that back, Aria, you shouldn’t just pick up random objects you find in a graveyard.”

Aria rolled her eyes, “Whatever,” Then, a smirk grew upon her face, “Why don’t we open it and see what it’s about at least?”

“Oooh!” Sonata yanked her head out of the casket, whipping around to look at the book, “That sounds like fun!”

Adagio sighed, “Sure why not,” She said lying down, “You two can read yourselves to sleep.”

Sonata snatched the book, “For realzies! Yay!” She cheered as she tried prying the book open, due to the lock it was only able to open slightly. She tried tugging the flap open but the lock on the book kept it from being open. She tried once more, stubbornly refusing to give up. The book slowly cracked a sliver.

But it was just enough to release something.

Ink began flowing out of a few of the pages, rising into the air as if it was possessed by some unseen being. A small blue light flashed between the pages and ink began to swirling out of it.

Sonata’s eyes went wide as the book leapt from her hands and onto the floor. It had closed itself back due to the lock, cutting the flash of blue light off, what was left dissipated into thin air. The floating ink ceased it’s floating, splashing onto the floor in a big black puddle. However, a creepy, otherworldly laugh emanated from the book, startling all three girls.

“HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!"

Six large puddles of ink splattered across the mausoleum, the ink began to rise as six figures began taking shape. The murky ink began building up to a small mound before the heaps of ink grew arms on each side. The Dazzlings stared eyes widened in shock as the ink grew more and more distinct, followed by different characteristic features. Slowly flesh began to form upon them, save one who remained skeletal. Then, skin began to creep across their forms, revealing more distinct features.

Electricity sparks flew off of one of the ink heaps. Followed by more electrcity. The liquid of the ink dissipated next followed by wild cackles of electricity followed by active bolts of conducted electricity.

The next glob ink, grew taller amongst all the others. Bristles of white hair grew on the ivory colored skin, it grew a small tail that flicked wildly, next followed was grey horns protruding from the side of the head curved in a zig-zag, looking like giant Z's. The ink itself grew colder and colder, before the temperature of the mausoleum dropped to a colder climate than before, making the Dazzlings shiver, their teeth chattered and they could see their own breath.

Next one grew taller with spider like legs protruding from each side, followed by horns on the top of the head, this figure seemed more feminine than the other piles of ink.

The ink glob next to her grew until it was a few feet shorter than the more spider looking creature. Small canine ears poked out of the top of the head, followed by a brown bushy tail that wagged profusely. The creature then let out a loud howl that echoed and resonated against the walls of the mausoleum. The

Dazzlings stared nervously at these intimidating creatures. Watching the last two piles ink form.

The next  was more machine than organic as it grew tires, it grew further destroying the roof off the mausoleum making concrete and granite chunks of debris fall to the ground. The Dazzlings recoiled when the vehicle pressed through the roof making a huge gaping hole. The vehicle then honked multiple times as if it were trying to communicate, but the scariest part of it all was that no one was in the driver or passenger seat.

The final glob of ink grew but it was shorter than the others, as it only reached up to the Dazzlings chest. It continuously grew more features until the face was more clear. It was a skull face, followed by an empty hollow eye socket, with the exception of a single eyeball in opposite eye socket. It grew black spikey hair, the same color as the ink. Followed by a dark shadowy hoodie and jeans. With black standard sneakers.

Once the ink dissipated the Dazzlings stared eyes widened in shock at the six seperate monsters before them. They stared back at the trio responsible for releasing them.

"AAAAAAAAAH" ZapTrap garbled, sounding overjoyed with static emanating from his voice, he twisted his neck a full 180 degrees around his shoulder before a bone popping sound echoed in the small room, "OH MAN, SIX MONTHS CRAMPED INSIDE THAT BOOK WILL GIVE YA SUCH A CRICK IN THE NECK!"

The other monsters just ignored the voltage phantom and stared at their hands in both shock and disbelief. Their hands were once more flesh and blood rather than ink.

Arachnida piped up, "We're free? How?"

The Monster Truck just honked its horn as if to answer the Spider Princess question. The possessed vehicle finally revved up loudly.

Dead whipped his head at the Dazzlings who were still continuously gawking in disbelief at the six monsters who were definitely not there 5 minutes ago. They had so many questions.

Dead just chuckled malevolently, his eyelid dropped halfway, intrigued by their 'saviors' "And who might you lovely ladies be?"

Adagio smirked wickedly from ear to ear. She knew magic like the back of her hand, and that book was definitely magical. She didn’t know how nor did she care, only one thing remained in her mind, revenge.

“I’m Adagio Dazzling,” She introduced herself with a finger, proceeding to point it at the others, “This is Aria Blaze and that’s Sonata Dusk and we're the Dazzlings-.”

She was abruptly cut of by Dead's cruel jeering laughter, "HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! Dazzlings? What the hell? Are you three losers a band or something."

Adagio grew a scowl on her face at the mention of the word 'band', "We....Were..." She gritted her teeth.

Dead smirked, he failed stifling his evil giggles, "What happened? You didn't sell enough albums or something? HA-HA-HA-HA! In fact why am I wasting my time with you three posers!? Oh Wolfie!"

Dead snapped his finger. The Wolf Boy snarled at the trio of girls that were soon to be his trio of snacks. He hunched down and trudged on all fours towards them. Smacking his lips, baring his teeth.

The girls gasped and backed up, taking slow steps away from the brown werewolf still growling and showing off his rows of sharp teeth.

"Now I'll leave my doggie with you three, remember to take him on walks every night, his bed time is at nine," He listed off sarcastically, watching the girls tremble as the werewolf approached them "and oh he's doesn't eat vegan! HA-HA-HA-HA! Thanks for letting us out girls but we have a date with our daddy, and his stupid band of girls." Dead then turned around heading towards the exit of the mausoleum. Along with the other monsters waiting to get revenge.

Adagio fearful expression was quickly replaced with intrigue at the mention of the 'band of girls', She grew an evil grin, knowing opportunity was knocking at her door. Just as the Wolf Boy approached them, Adagio quickly piped up, "Did either of them have rainbow or bacon colored hair?"

Dead perked up and paused before exiting the room, he snapped his fingers, ushering the Wolf Boy to stop, "Wolfie! Stop!"

As instructed the Wolf Boy paused and let out a confused whine, staring back at his skeletal leader in dissapointment, being denied a meal.

Dead walked slowly over to the trio still leaned up against the wall, he narrowed his one single eye, "Just what the hell do you know about those girls?"

She walked up to the short skeleton and held out a hand, “Please to make your acquaintance, Mister…”

“Don't you know who I am!!?" Dead exasperated, pointing his thumb, "I'm Dead!"

"Yes you are." Sonata chirped.

Dead darted his eye left and right awkwardly, "Well yes, t-technically I AM DEAD. But m-my name," Dead stammered, not making the best first impression, "-Is Dead. I'm Dead....I am Dead." The skeleton said,

"Just call me Dead." The skeleton said shaking the girl’s hand back. Then crossed his arms, brushing off the awkwardness of the moment.

“I believe we have a common goal.” She continued, the menacing smile still plastered on her mug.

“Oh yeah? what might that be, missy?” Dead asked.

“Revenge. You want to get revenge on the one who sealed you away, right?”

The skeleton nodded, “Ya got that right muffin head…I got a score to settle with two meat bags!” He cackled manically.

"So do we with those girls.” She gazed into his soulless eyes, “So, Partners?”

Dead stared intently at Adagios fingerless glove hand waiting for him to grab it. After a long moment of silence, he chuckled lightly, "Heh! I like you kid. Your tall, sexy, evil, possibly crazy, and you got a great pair of hips." Dead then gripped his cold boney hands on to Adagios, shaking it firmly.

“Partners.” Dead said with a malice laced grin that mimicked Adagio’s. Soon, the entire room erupted in an maniacal laughter.