Elements of Insanity: Element of Sorrow

Eleanor's POV.
Another day, another wander around a realm, to find my friends. And still no sign of them.

Twilight Sparkle. Nope.

Rainbow Dash. No.

Applejack. Not a glimpse.

Rarity. Not a scream.

Fluttershy. No squeaks.

Pinkie Pie. No sign of any balloons or streamers.

Come to think of it, ever since the Ponies and I came to this place, there has been a rise in the essence of dark magic from what Princess Celestia has informed us.

I followed the trace of the essence and it lead to a large graveyard. The place was radiating with powerful magic and energies. But some of the graves were stronger than others.

I walked over to the empty graves. 'RubberFruit', 'GAYPENIS' and 'Creepy Medic'. Cautious, I laid my hoof over each of their stones. Images played in my mind.

Rarity was the first in the graveyard. Her soul fused with a ghostly spectre of RubberFruit. So much greed. Madness. Chaos. And death in her wake.

Next was Sweetie Belle. But how did she get here? Rarity was responsible for fusing her with Creepy Medic, changing her into a Pony Freak.

Last was Fluttershy. She ended up fused with GAYPENIS. She was the scream I heard from across the realm. My ears are still ringing from that scream. And I'm pretty sure everyone else is too.

'Flow like a river...'

I gasped as my ears perked up at the sound of the voice, "Who's there?"

I looked around. The voice echoed around me. I found it was originating from the graveyard, beckoning me to enter. I couldn't fight back, I entered the graveyard and looked around.

'Don't be shy...'

I turned and the source of the voice was coming from a gravestone nearby. It was one of the gravestones with a powerful aura of magic. You can faintly hear electric guitar music coming from the grave.

As if my braced hooves were moving on their own, I walked toward the gravestone. The music played louder, as if it was playing in my head. The moonlight shined over the gravestone, giving it a beautiful ghostly appeal. My eyes looked over the gravestones carvings.

'Ophelia.'
'The Drowned Queen of Tears'

Ophelia. What a beautiful name.

Leaning against the gravestone was a beautiful heavy metal electric guitar. Curious, I picked it up and played a small tune on the strings.

I've never played an instrument before, but this guitar felt natural in my hands. Like I was meant to play it. The tune, the cords, the music, everything felt like it all fell into place and constructed a beautiful melody.

'ARISE!'

I quickly took a step back from the grave. The music played louder, as a group of blue-skinned zombies appeared around me and the grave.

I quickly took a stance, ready to fight back, but two grabbed me from behind. I gasped and struggled to pry from the zombies' grip. My struggle was in vain. The moonlight shone brighter over the gravestone, almost as if it was glowing. From the dirt of the grave, a small pool of shadow appeared. The zombies and I took a step back.

'Through the woods a girl came sadly,
Something broken in her chest.
She had dared to love another,
Alas, no better than the rest.
Up my path a girl came sadly,
Something opened up my doors.
I longed to stop her bleeding heart,
So I drew her to my shores.
Those you trust will hurt you badly,
Something now I'm sure you see.
Drown your tears in me my dear,
As you drown, my dear, in me...'

From the pool of shadow, rose a beautiful woman in a black dress. Her eyes a shade of purple. Her shoulder-length black hair caressed her face. Her skin was a beautiful bluish purple. She looked like a drowned victim and yet she was still alive.

The woman looked at me, smiled, and placed her hands over my cheeks.

"Drown with me..."

Suddenly, she pressed her lips against mine. My eyes widened and our bodies were wrapped in a vortex of shadows. A bright blue light erupted and blind my eyes.

The vortex and the light vanished and everything calmed down. My entire body surged with a pulse of power. Images and music played in my mind. So much chaos. Destruction. Bloodshed. Sorrow. Wonderful and embracing sorrow.

I was able to open my eyes and looked around. The zombies that grabbed me let me go and bowed. As did the others. The moonlight shined upon me, making my body glow.

Curious, I looked myself over. My ravenette coat was now a pale blue, like a drowned blue. My deep green mane was now ravenette, but with pale blue streaks that fade to violet at the tips. I looked at my tail and it matched my mane. My hooves were black, like my mane. The membrane of my wings were black as well.

Like I have drowned and was brought back to life.

My glasses were gone and I could see just fine.

I looked over my flank and noticed my Cutie Mark has changes as well. No longer was it a patch of night sky with a Celtic moon and a sprouting apple seed. It was a white raven diving downward, an upside down ankh in the center of the raven. Eight balefire wisps circled the raven. All within a black patch of darkness. It was beautiful.

My ears perked as I heard footsteps approach the graveyard. I looked and saw three male Heavys ready to attack me and the bowing zombies. A dark smile grew on my face and I raised my hoof at the Heavys.

Tendrils of shadows rose from the ground and attacked the Heavys. Three grabbed the middle and wrapped around him. They entered his mouth and choked him till he was motionless.

One tendril morphed into a scythe and dug its blade into the head of the second Heavy. Blood spewed everywhere. The skull crushed and the brain exposed.

The last two grabbed the last Heavy and carried him to me. I stroked his chin and kissed him. His skin turned blue. Eyes turned milky and his clothes turned black, purple and dark blue.

I released the kiss and the Heavy bowed before me. A smile grew on my face, "Go, my darlings. Drown them in sorrow."

The zombies nodded and sank into the ground, leaving no trace of their presence. Now the world will know what sorrow and ultimate pain feels like.

I am no longer Eleanor May Carter. I'm now Drowned Frost. Queen of Shadowed Tears.