Sweetie Belle woke up to the irritating beeping of her phone's alarm for the third time this morning. Normally, Rarity would come into her room and make sure she was actually awake but now she had to set multiple alarms just to wake on time. Sweetie Belle sat up in her bed, her eyes still closed, groaning in annoyance. It took a few seconds before her brain could shake off the sleep and form a coherent thought. Finally Sweetie opened her eyes and grabbed her phone, she grimaced from the bright light. She flipped to her contacts and sent a good morning text to Rarity, then got out of her bed.

Sweetie was greeted by the total silence of her house, the same thing that greets her nearly every morning. Her parents were either at work or on another one of their last minute vacations. As soon as she was old enough to be left alone her parents started to go on more and more trips. Sweetie had a whole drawer full of letters from her parents explaining their absence, they range from 'Someone at work gave us tickets to Manhattan and we couldn't let them go to waste.' to 'Dinner's in the fridge, please don't burn anything again.' but hey it was better than waiting for them all night like she used to when she was young.

Sweetie pulled out her wireless headphones and flipped to her morning playlist so she could get ready for school. The playlist was filled with show tunes and, of course when she was in a bad mood, the first song was Waving Through a Window from Dear Evan Hansen. She laughed humorlessly and got dressed for school. The song wasn't bad in fact it was absolutely amazing, Sweetie Belle cried openly when Rarity took her to the musical but the song perfectly communicated her own frustration with her life. Here she was a footnote in her family's life, the secondary sister. A burden that her parents would throw on Rarity when they couldn't be bothered to deal with her. Sweetie wanted to help her sister more but all she could do was send little good morning messages because she wasn't allowed to visit her. Her parents believed that she would do little more than bother Rarity as she tried to adjusted to a new life at a new school. As much as she loved her sister, Sweetie hated that she had to live in her shadow.

When Rarity started making outfits, everyone was just waiting to see if she was going to follow in her footprints. Sweetie could feel everyone's disappointment when she made it clear that she loved music far more than fashion and had absolutely no talent with clothes. Sweetie didn't even get Rarity's eye for style as her closet full of clashing colors and shoddily made scarves and hats could attest for. She was truly the biggest disappointment of the family, at least her parents' and Rarity's talents were things that always necessary in the real world. People always needed clothes, people didn't need music in fact it's almost a stereotype that young and dumb kids try to make it into the music business only to either fail miserably or lose their soul and die of drug overdose years later.

By the time both Rarity and Sweetie Belle would become adults, Rarity was going to be traveling the world making fabulous creations for millions meanwhile Sweetie will be married to some idiot she settled for out of college just to get her mother to stop asking when she was going to settle down. She'll go down in mediocrity while her sister will be remembered and there's nothing Sweetie could do to stop it.

"You want to be remembered?" a calm, feminine voice asked.

Sweetie froze, Who said that? After a few moments Sweetie relaxed realizing she still had on her headphones, an ad must have popped up her music service. She really needed to just bite the bullet and update to the premium service already, Sweetie walked over to her bed and grabbed her phone. Sweetie pushed to home button to check the time but her phone didn't light up. She pushed it again, no response. She pushed the power button, no response.

"Oh come on, don't break on me I need to get to school." Sweetie held the power button trying to reboot the phone.

"I'm not broken, in fact I think this is an upgrade." There it was again, did she get hacked or something.

Sweetie didn't remember going to any sketchy websites last night unless her parents used her phone. Somehow old people always manage to screw up their technology and then gain amnesia about what they did. Even when she was just nine years old Sweetie remembered having to fix her Dad's phone after he changed his language to Japanese. How he did manage that she would never know.

"Sweetie Belle, you didn't answer me. Do you want to be remembered?"

Sweetie dropped her phone in fear. How did the hacker know her name? Had they been watching her for a while, did they see her change her clothes?

"BE CAREFUL!" the phone shouted angrily into her headphones.

Sweetie reached down, her hands shaking, and picked her phone. The phone gave a nervous laugh, which did nothing to calm Sweetie down.

"Ahaha Sorry, it's just I'm a phone so it kinda hurts to be dropped like that. Please be careful."

Sweetie nodded.

"I know this is scary, honestly it's a new thing for me too. You don't know how terrifying it is to suddenly wake up with a conscience."

"I didn't think about that." Sweetie never considered what it's like to suddenly and exist. Is it like waking up? Do cellphones dream?

"How did you get like this?" Sweetie asked.

The phone hummed thoughtfully, "I just kinda woke up, you know. It's like I was off and you turned me on. I'm not sure how to describe it but enough about what about you?"

"Me?" Sweetie caught off guard, her phone wanted to talk about her?

"Yes, you Sweetie Belle. You're the reason I'm awake, my only goal is to make you happy. Whatever you want I'll do for you, all you have to do is ask."

What she wanted? No one ever ask want she wanted, her parents would shove her onto Rarity whenever they wanted to go somewhere. And Rarity would just quietly tolerate as long as she didn't break anything or get in the way of her making clothes. But now for the first time someone or something wanted to hear want she wanted.

"I need some time to think about this." Sweetie answered.

"Of course take as much time as you need, for now I'll be your personal assistant." Sweetie Belle liked the sound of that, it's like having magic fairy godmother that fits in your pocket.

"I should probably let you know that you're late for your first class."

Sweetie gasped, she scrambled around her room looking for her backpack. Why does she never put her things in the same place every time, you'd think she would learn considering she does this every morning. Her phone chuckled at her panic making Sweetie deeply uncomfortable. God it almost sounded human.
"You know Sweetie, class is already pretty much over and it's the beginning of the year. You're probably not gonna miss much if you just skip."

Sweetie stared at her phone in disbelief. "I-i can't just skip, what if..."

"The school isn't going to call your parents I wrote an email from your Mom's email and then deleted it so she wouldn't notice. Don't worry I got your back."

"Thanks, um...What should we call you?"

"Hmm, how about Kubrick. It's not really feminine but hey I'm not actually a girl."

"Thanks, Kubrick." Sweetie considered the name, it sounded really familiar.

She smiled and plopped down on her bed. Sweetie Belle could definitely get used to this.

Sweetie talked with Kubrick for hours; they talked about plays, music, and everything else Sweetie Belle loved. Kubrick listened, she told jokes, she laughed with Sweetie; she was almost like a human. No she was way better than a human because she was a phone she had access to the limitless knowledge of the internet and could easily access anyone's information. Kubrick hacked into both Diamond Tiara's and Silver Spoon's social media, posting embarrassing photos of the two (Kubrick never said where she found them). She was like the Fairy Godmother, Mary Poppins and Nanny McPhee all wrapped in a convenient and easy to carry case.

"Oh my god, are you serious." Sweetie managed in between giggles.

"As serious as a heart attack, Diamond Tiara's internet history is full of the 80's movies. She studies the bullies and then uses their insults. She doesn't even pick the good ones, she picks movies that aren't even cult classics so no one can't call her out on the insults." Kubrick teased causing Sweetie erupted in laughter.

Sweetie clutched her sides imagining Diamond writing copious notes on how to be a good bully. Kubrick giggled along with her before going silent.

"Oh." Kubrick stated simply.

"Hey, what's wrong Kubrick?"

"Oh nothing, your sister just texted you."

Sweetie sat up, "Oh okay, can I see what she said? I want to text her back."

Kubrick hesitated. "But we were talking, I'm sure she can wait just a little longer."

"I always text her after lunch, she'll think something is wrong if I don't text her back."

"Oh so she can talk to you on her time but when she answers you have to drop everything. That's totally fair."

"Hey!" Sweetie snapped,"Don't talk about my sister like that. She loves and cares about me."

"Not enough to tell you about her powers."

There was a long and palpable silence.

"What are you talking about?"

Kubrick sighed, "I'm sorry for telling you like this, I wanted to bring it up more carefully. It just pisses me off that you are giving more than she is."

Sweetie considered Kubrick's words, "My sister has powers?"

"Yep, she's had them ever since she was born. She kept them a secret from you."

"No," Sweetie refused to accept that. "There's no way she would hide something like that from me. We said we talk about everything since she would watch me when Mom and Dad would leave."

"Sweetie, she joined a club at her school completely devoted to her powers. She told five random strangers about her powers." Kubrick showed text messages between Rarity and some other girl.

Sweetie read them, feeling tears form in her eyes. Rarity trusted this 'Pinkie' girl more than her own sister, after all they had been through together. How could she do this to her? Sweetie had never felt more betrayed in her life. They were supposed to work together, it was just her and Rarity against the world. Sweetie was the only one who believed her about her teacher trying to sleep with her. Sweetie Belle didn't even have to hear the full story she trusted that her sister wouldn't just beat him up for no reason and could see that the school was covering for him to not cause a scandal. She comforted Rarity when their parents forced her to stay at the summer home.

"Why did she lie to me?" Sweetie clenched her fist, ignoring the sting of her nails digging into her palm.

"It's because she thinks she's better than you." Kubrick spat venomously, "She thinks she's so high and mighty with her stupid powers but they're only for defense. You can be so much better than her."

Something clicked in Sweetie's mind, Kubrick was right she could be better than Rarity.

"You can grant any wish?"

"Anything your heart desires."

Sweetie smirked. She would show them, she would show them all. She wasn't going to be in Rarity's shadow forever, Sweetie Belle's name would go down in legend. People would speak her name in hushed voices for fear of her wrath. If the world wasn't going to love her, she would teach it to fear her instead.

"Kubrick, give me powers stronger than my sister."

Kubrick chuckled, "As you wish, Sour Note."

Dark energy poured out of Kubrick like smoke, crawling up her right hand. Sweetie closed her eyes, fully embracing whatever her new power would be as long as it gave her strength. The energy completely surrounded her body, entering every one of her cells. She felt she could run a marathon, Sweetie had never felt so energized in her life. She became taller, her normal curled two toned hair became a shorter cut with half her head shaved on one side. Her clothes were changed from her bright school uniform to a pair of black ripped jeans, a leather studded jacket, a black tee with a jagged music note inside of a broken heart, and a pair of black lace up combat boots that nearly with up to her knees. She had dramatic black makeup and black lipstick which made stark contrast to her brown skin. Despite the fact that Sweetie Belle never had so much as her ears pierced but now her ears, nose, and bottom lip were studded with piercings. Even her tongue was pierced.

"Oooh I love this new look." Sweetie twirled in her mirror to get a full view.

"I'm glad I did research on good looks for you." Kubrick turned from a cellphone into a mic, although Sweetie could still hear in her headphones.

"Now Sour Note, why don't we pay your sister a visit?" Sour Note gave a twisted grin.

Wait for me, Sister dear.

1 pm at Canterlot High

Pinkie loudly gasped, her eyes looked like she was millions of miles away. Her body began shivering despite the fact that she was outside on a bright, sunny day in the middle of P.E. doing sit-ups. After almost half a minute, Pinkie finally stopped shaking. Her gym teacher looked over at her.

"Are you okay Ms. Pie?" Pinkie didn't respond.

She stood up without notice and ran. She ran despite her teacher yelled for her to come back. She ran despite the fact she knew she would get into trouble. She ran leaving all of her stuff behind, not even bothering to get her clothes from the locker room. She ran, wracking her brain to remember Rarity's schedule. She ran despite the fact she didn't know exactly what was going to happen and she didn't know if she could actually help. She ran because her friend was in danger and she was going to do everything in her power to save her.

Pinkie got back into the main building, not pausing to catch her breath she ran to the Chemistry Lab. She exploded through the door, pushing it so hard it bounced against the wall. Everyone in class jumped shocked from the loud bang.

"Um excuse you, Ms. Pie. Didn't anybody teach you to knock, you are disturbing my class!" The science teacher's lecture fell on deaf ears as Pinkie scanned the room for Rarity.

"Pinkie, what's wrong darling? You're as a white as a ghost." Rarity stood up and comforted her friend.

"We need to go. We need to go now, something's coming. This was the biggest doozy I've felt in my life, we have to get the girls and get away from the school."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down. Can you tell when it's going to get here, it might take a while to find the others." Rarity had a vague idea of what classes the girls had but she knew for a fact that Rainbow Dash was having lunch right now.

"Excuse me, did you hear me? Pinkamena, return to your class and Rarity go back to your seat." The science teacher again went ignored.

"I know where they are but we need to hurry because whatever it is, it's fast, angry, and very strong." Pinkie grabbed Rarity's hand and headed to the door.

The teacher blocked them from leaving.

"Are you two ignoring me? No one is going anywhere, you are to return to seat and Pinkamena, you are going to the Principal's office."

Pinkie opened her mouth to talk but froze. Her eyes grew distant and she gripped Rarity's hand tightly before falling to the ground. Her entire body shook like a leaf in a windstorm.

"Pinkie!" Rarity shouted, trying to get a response from the girl.

Rarity knew about the Pinkie sense but this was more like a seizure than a shake. Pinkie's hair seemed to deflate like a balloon, going from a normal chaotic mess of curls to pin straight hair that hung all the way to her back. Her expression went from absolute terror to the deepest sadness Rarity had ever seen in her life. It was as if the color faded from Pinkie; her bright blue eyes looked darker, her skin looked paler and her hair was a more dull shade of pink. She turned her empty eyes to Rarity.

"It's here, I wasn't fast enough. I am so sorry, Rarity I messed up. I messed up big time." As if to punctuate Pinkie's point the entire school shook following an earth shattering boom, nearly knocking Rarity off her feet.

"RARITY!!!" The entire class flinched as the every glass object in the lab shattered, sending shards flying.

Rarity's blood ran cold, this was the "doozy" Pinkie was trying to warn her about. Someone or something has some kind super sonic scream ability and they are currently after her. Oddly enough the voice does not seem to damage human ears considering that all the glass broke but no one is bleeding from their ears. But there was no way of knowing for sure because they could just be far from the source of the sound.

Rarity helped Pinkie to her feet while the class was thrown into complete disarray. Students began to scramble around, some people suffered cuts from the glass while the others were trying to avoid the spilling chemicals from the beakers. The poor science teacher was struggling to both calm her students and contain the spill. Using the ensuing chaos Rarity snuck Pinkie out of class.

Outside the classroom was even more chaotic with students leaving lunch and some exiting their classes to see what was going on. Teachers were running around trying desperately to control the students but whatever was causing the chaos was doing it's damnedest to make sure that didn't happen. Students pushed and shoved each other trying to get away from this thing, Rarity gripped Pinkie's hand harder to ensure they didn't get separated. Pinkie was still in shock but allowed herself to pulled along.

"I'm gonna find you, Rarity!" the scream sent people flying. The trophy case at the front of the school shattered sending more glass flying at students.

"Don't let go of my hand, Pinkie!" Rarity had to shout over the noise.

The pink-haired girl didn't respond, she seemed almost catatonic until she nodded, showing that she was not completely out of it. Pinkie looked up at Rarity's panicked expression, her eyes scanning wildly around the pushing and shoving bodies. Pinkie opened her mouth before being swiftly cut off.

"Don't even suggest me leaving you behind because it's absolutely not going to happen."

"Rarity..."

"I am not leaving you behind, Pinkie Pie." Rarity stated matter-of-factly, putting an end to that conversation.

Rarity shoved and fought against the crowd and finally managed to get to the track. There were no people there as most headed out the front doors to escape the chaos. Using one hand she pulled out her phone and dialed Applejack's number as she was the first contact in her phone. The phone barely rang once before it was picked up.

"Rarity! This is her y'all. We've been worried sick about you, we can't find Pinkie. Is she with you? Please say she's with you." Rarity could hear the voices of the other girls with her.

Rarity let out a sigh of relief, "Yes, Pinkie's with me. We're at the track right now, I think we're safe for now but we can't go through the front."

Sunset suddenly piped up, "We're in the parking lot, we'll come to you that girl is after you. You can't let her see you."

"I kind of put that together with the deafening shouts of my name."

"Hide somewhere on the track guys, we'll get there in a second." Rainbow added.

"Be careful." Rarity hung the phone and put it on vibrate to make sure the ringtone would give up their position.

Rarity scanned the empty track for someplace to hide, the only place big enough to hide both of them was behind the bleachers and even then they could easily be spotted if anyone got close. She pulled Pinkie behind the bleachers, crouching down to try to hide better. Why do I always insist on wearing bright colors everyday? Rarity thought, looking down at her bright blue shirt. There was no way they could hide, Rarity was going to have to fight back. At least she could test if her shields were soundproof.

"Rarity..."

"Yes, Pinkie?"

"I'm so sorry." Rarity turned around and saw Pinkie's state. She had somehow faded to much darker pink she almost looked gray at this point.

"Why are you sorry, Pinkie. None of this is your fault." Pinkie started to tear up.

"Because this was the only I was supposed to do and I screwed up. My Pinkie sense is the only thing I'm good at and I wasn't fast enough to warn you. Now you're stuck here and she gonna find us and...and..."

"Pinkie!" Rarity grabbed by her shoulders, shocking her out of her self-hatred spiral.

"Because of you, I know what's going on. Without you I would have been sitting in class none the wiser to what was coming. Now I know what her power is and how to fight it, you've helped me so much today."

"But..." Rarity swiftly cut her off.

"As your friend, I will not sit by and let you insult yourself like that. You did something amazing today, now instead of just of me fighting alone it'll be six against one." Pinkie light up a bit, color returned to her skin but her hair was still straight as a bone.

"Pinkie, when this girl shows up until the others get here I'll be our shield and you'll have to be our sword."

Pinkie snorted in disbelief, Rarity glared at her. Rarity heaved a heavy sigh and continued.

"Pinkie, my powers aren't like yours or the other girls. You guys can do all kinds of different things; Sunset can create fire that doesn't burn, you can create anything you want. I can make shields, that's it. If I'm left alone in a fight someone could be faster than me and move behind my shield or they can be strong enough and break it. I need you, please, please understand that I can't do this alone."

Neither of the girls said anything after Rarity's admission. They stared into each other's eyes, letting the full weight of her words sink in. Even with the door of the school being kicked open and the girl chasing them finally coming into view, Rarity and Pinkie still just stared at each other. In Rarity's azure eyes, Pinkie could see many emotions; terror, concern, frustration, exhaustion. In Pinkie's cerulean eyes, Rarity saw doubt, self-hatred, hurt, fear. Both wanted to hug the other and hold them until those emotions went away but they both knew that neither could make those thoughts fully go away. As the girl's footsteps got closer to their hiding spot, Rarity and Pinkie nodded coming to a silent agreement to hold her off until the girls got there.

Pinkie reached into her pocket and pulled out a wood baseball bat. It was covered in stickers but it was very much a real bat that would certainly feel like a real bat when she brought down on her skull. Rarity readied a shield to summon and got in front Pinkie to defend her. Not wasting a second the girls jumped out from their hiding spot and were instantly spotted by the punk rock looking girl.

"Well, well, look what we have here, Kubrick. A relic trying to fight the newer model." Sour Note chuckled darkly.

"I don't know who you are or what you want but if you want to hurt my friend," Rarity stood taller, conjuring a shield, "You'll have to go through me."

"Awww you don't recognize me, I'm hurt Rarity. Truly I am." she clutched her chest in mock pain.

Sour Note smirked at the two girls but neither of them smiled back. Pinkie raised her bat while Rarity summoned another shield on her other hand ready to expand both for a double enforced barrier. The smile on Sour Note's face fell as soon as she saw Pinkie sending a cold chill up her spine. Her Pinkie sense went crazy, screaming at her to just grab Rarity and run. Whoever this girl was she certainly was not Pinkie's biggest fan.

"You really don't recognize me, Rarity. Your little sister gets a new look and suddenly she's a totally different person, is that it?" Sour Note spat, clenching her fist on her mic. Her gaze never left Pinkie.

Rarity gasped, lowering her hands making her shields disappear. Recognition light up her face as she took a step closer towards her sister.

"Sweetie?" Sour Note lifted the mic to her mouth.

"My name is not Sweetie!" The force of her scream sent Rarity and Pinkie falling.

The girls fell to the ground with a hard thud, Rarity's ears were ringing and black dots danced in her eyes. The world seemed to spin as she fought to stay conscious, pushing her suddenly heavy body to sit up. Sour Note walked nonchalantly to the girls, humming a song to herself. Pinkie used her arms to push herself off the ground, her bat somehow managed to stay in her grasp.

Sour Note reared her leg back and kicked Pinkie hard in the face with a sickening crunch. Pinkie's head flew back causing her to roll onto her back. The girl swung a boot into Pinkie's stomach, knocking the wind out of her. Pinkie cradled her stomach coughing violently as she tried to catch her breath. Sour Note roughly yanked Pinkie by the hair holding her up to stare in the girl's pained face. Blood oozed from her nose and mouth being mixed with tears that flowed freely from Pinkie's eyes. Sour Note tsked, her face scrunched with disgust.

"Pathetic. What does she even see in you?" Sour Note threw Pinkie to ground before turning to the barely conscious Rarity.

Rarity began to crawl towards Pinkie much to the ire of Sour Note. She stomped over to her sister, stepping on her out reached hand. Rarity cried out causing Sour Note to crush harder, her green eyes cold as she watched her sister claw uselessly her boot.

"Is this seriously the best you got? And here I thought you were supposed to better sister. But you're nothing. Just some stuck-up bitch who can only make shields to cower behind." Sour Note laughed a hollow and humorless laugh.

"Sweetie, please..." Rarity begged.

Her cries went on deaf ears as Sour Note lifted her foot off of Rarity's hand and held it above her sister's head. Her irises morphed from the light, pale green that Rarity had known to an empty and cold black color.

"Your sister is dead, Rarity. There is only Sour Note."

And with that she brought her foot down hard on Rarity's head. Darkness greeted Rarity as she fell deep into unconsciousness.

Author's Note

Miraculous Ladybug? Sailor Moon? Never heard of them.