Gloriosa the Spirit Ch.1

by Birdygamer

Rating: everyone
Tags: Gloriosa Daisy, Equestria Girls, Horror
Length: 1337

Gloriosa has evaded karma long after the events of the Legend of Everfree, but now karma is coming back

On a rainy and stormy day, Gloriosa Daisy was finishing up on paperwork before heading off to bed. However, she all of a sudden heard a mysterious noise coming from deep in the forest. The sound was a eerie screeching sound, as if something, was screaming in complete agony. Very curious on what the noise was, Gloriosa put on her raincoat, a flashlight and an axe for protection, and proceeded into the forest to investigate.

Gloriosa used the flashlight to look for anything in the woods but found nothing. She preceded deeper into the forest to investigate. Gloriosa was confident that she knew her way back despite the poor visibility because of the storm. However, the forest seemed to change all of a sudden, Gloriosa's confidence dropped as the forest she knew began to change into different paths. Panicking , Gloriosa ran as fast as she could down a path she thought she came from. Ten minutes later, Gloriosa realized she was completely lost, as there was nothing recognizable she could use to track her way back to her building.

As time past and Gloriosa getting more and more scared, she started screaming at the top of her lungs for help. After 30 minutes of running and crying for help, Gloriosa realized that no one could hear her, she was alone...a lone figure among a sea of green, a star among an ocean of light. Gloriosa, fearing for life began to break down and cry, begging for someone to come and save her. The storm continued, rain poured like a fierce lion, lightning cackling like a wicked witch, and all of Gloriosa screams failed to render it all moot.

All of a sudden...it stopped, the rain stopped, the storm stopped, everything just...stopped. Gloriosa, confused that everything has stopped, decided to take advantage of the situation and run down a path, hoping for something to appear but stopped when she realized...that not only did the storm stopped but...EVERYTHING STOPPED, the leaves and trees didn't move an inch, flowers didn't move as if they've been frozen by fear. Gloriosa couldn't figure out what was happening and attempted to cry out for help, hoping someone could help her.

All of a sudden...admist the eerily calm forest, a twig snapped! Gloriosa turned around in a panic, thinking it was a wolf. Bracing the axe in her hand, Gloriosa stood ready for any attack, but, emerged from the forest, was a dark humanoid...

Published 2020-03-06 23:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2020-03-06 23:30:02 UTC

Gloriosa the Spirit Ch.2

The dark humanoid was a shadow, walking as if a zombie, reaching out not to harm Gloriosa, but reaching out as if a cry for help. Gloriosa couldn't recognize this humanoid but did notice a few details: it was around her size, the hair was long and wavy, vines appeared out of the figures body, as if they came out of the figures skin. Glorisoa then looked into the shadows eyes and realized that they were eyes...of complete, hopeless insanity. The eyes were glowing and green, but they were small, as if they were only the pupils.

Backing away in fear, Gloriosa lost her footing and fell into a deep grotto. Falling for what seemed like 10 minutes, Gloriosas body was completely wrapped in vines, from her head to her neck all the way down her body...she was trapped. Gloriosa peered up and could just barely see the hole she fell through. Gloriosa looked down at her body and saw that her axe was missing. Thinking it might've dropped down beneath her, Gloriosa wrestled with the vines in an attempt to look down, but all she saw when she succeeded was...never ending darkness. Panicking, she wrestled her way look up and realized that the axe she dropped...was the second thing that fell down the hole. Gloriosa scrambled to get into a position where the axe could fall harmlessly past her, but failed.

Closing her eyes and awaiting for the falling axe to strike, it pierced through the vines that were supporting her and Gloriosa fell deeper, still with vines wrapped around her. Gloriosa fell through even more vines and they began wrap around her body, including her neck, arms, legs and torso. Gloriosa's life flashed before her eyes as she screamed down deeper into the hole, she began to wonder if this was all happening for a reason, as if she did something wrong do deserve all this. Gloriosa had a feeling she knew the answer but then...everything went dark. The vines that were wrapped around Gloriosas body and neck reached their peak stretch and the last thing Gloriosa heard was a *SNAP*. It wasn't the snap of a twig...it was the snap...of her own body. The forest claimed a victim. The axe that cut through the vines cut through the vines that supported Gloriosas body, and Gloriosa fell deeper into the hole. It was an abyss...that swallowed Gloriosa whole, never to be seen or heard again.

All was quiet...and then, Gloriosa woke up, her neck felt crooked and her body felt light. She saw that the storm had stopped and light broke though the clouds, the camp was brought again. Using the puddles from the rain, Gloriosa attempted to look at herself, in hopes she survived her ordeal. But instead, Gloriosa saw that she became Gaia Everfree...again.

Gloriosa panicked, and saw that vines were coming out of her body. They were heavy, forcing her to drag them along whenever she walked. Gloriosa then heard her brother Timber Spruce, who was calling out for her. Attempting to heal her brothers worries, she walked to him to get his attention. But as he searched for his missing sister, he went through Gloriosa. Gloriosa realized what happend...she's dead, she has become a spirit. Timber Spruce went into the forest to look for his missing sister, Gloriosa followed in attempt to get his attention but after hours of searching and trying to tell her brother, it was all for naught. Gloriosa then went to the road in an attempt to get someone else's attention but was blocked by a invisible wall. Gloriosa Daisy, a forest spirit, was unable to escape Camp Everfree.

As time went on, Gloriosa was forced to watch her brother struggle to pay the bills and keep Camp Everfree intact without the guidance and help of his older sister. Gloriosa long time fears came true when Filthy Rich managed to take the camp out of Timber Spruces hands, forcing him to abandon his family's legacy. Gloriosa was forced to watch as her camp became a spa center, something she has went to extreme measures to stop in the past. Gloriosa realized that this was punishment...punishment for that very same extreme action she took when she became Gaia Everfree and attempted to lock everyone, including her own brother, in vines in an attempt to keep Filthy Rich from taking her camp, only for her to put her campers and brother in danger. But what Gloriosa the Spirit failed to realize, is that her punishment was much more than simply seeing the downfall of her camp, it was about to become much worse.

Years went by, and Gloriosa saw the spa center grow and grow, tearing down much of the forest. Her family's camp, destroyed, her brother, forced to work at the spa to make a living, all of her past actions, all the extremes she went to save her camp, all...backfired. Gloriosa's sanity dwindled as time past, her camp destroyed, her brother reduced to an employee, and she couldn't escape Everfree. The spa guests began a Legend about her and some even claimed to have seen glimpses of Gloriosa's spirit. Gloriosa became...the Legend of Everfree, and it was a legend that was implanted into her very being. Gloriosa's sanity reached a darker place, when a spa accident caused her brother to die a horrible death and the spa center continuing to flurish as if his death was meaningless. Gloriosa's cycle became more apparent as she was forced to watch all of her dreams and family...perish as if consumed by karma.

Hundreds went by, Gloriosa, still a spirit, struggling to move due to the heavy vines that have been fused to her body, saw the world crumble. Pollution, war, disease, all of it, made the world uninhabitable. Gloriosa saw her friends die, her family die and the spa center continuing to stand even after the entire planet becoming a wasteland, and Gloriosa was still unable to leave Everfree. In a last attempt for internal peace, Gloriosa closed her eyes and wished for it all to stop. Then, she heard the sounds of rain and thunder.

Gloriosa opened her eyes again and the world around her changed, she was back in the middle of the forest, as if the world was regrown. Gloriosa looked down at her hands and saw that she was still a spirit. Gloriosa, angry that her cycle continued, let out a piercing scream, hoping for a change. Then, she heard twigs snapping and a woman with an axe and flashlight run into the forest. Curious on who she was, Gloriosa the spirit went after the woman, dragging along the heavy vines attached to her skin and attempting to cope with her broken neck. As the woman scrambled around the forest for a while as if she was lost, Gloriosa attempted to confront her, but the travel has left her out of breath and the vines and her broken neck made worst. Her confrontation resulted in her accidentally breaking a twig, causing the panicked woman to turn around in fear. Insanity consumed Gloriosa the Spirit as she realized what just happened: THIS was her cycle of torment. She was forced to watch herself fall down the grotto and die from the vines, she had to watch the downfall and death of her brother, she had to watch the spa center thrive and stand, even as the world ended, she had to watch all of her extreme actions be rendered moot, she had to go through a cycle of insanity and torment for eternity, unable to end it, unable to stop it. Karma...has struck Gloriosa. She realized that all of her actions during the trip of Canterlot High School was karma in waiting, and the cycle was karma itself: a cycle of insanity, of torment, of death and of destruction, Gloriosa's mental state was completely gone and she awaited for the long decent into the abyss of insanity, into the abyss... of despair.