Halloween one-off


                                            >"RARITY, HELP ME!"

                                            >Rarity jolts awake, nearly ripping her sleep mask off and sits completely still in her bed, not believing what she just heard.

                                            >A blood-curdling call for help coming from outside the boutique.

                                            >It sounded like Sweetie Belle.

                                            >Her heart immediately begins to race wildly.

                                            >She sits up in her bed in silence, waiting, heart slamming against her ribs.

                                            >Then, outside, from the window "SOMEPONY HELP ME PLEASE!"

                                            >"Oh my Celestia, Sweeite!" Rarity yells as she trips over herself scrambling out of her bed and galloping towards the window.

                                            >She throws the shutters open and scans the landscape below.

                                            >No sounds, no movement, dead silence.

                                            >Darkness.

                                            >Reacting as fast as she could, she sprinted towards her bedroom door and flung it open.

                                            >"RARITY HELP ME!" is heard now clear as ever through the open window.

                                            >Never in her life has she ever heard screams so thick with terror, the kind only heard moments before a life is taken.

                                            >"BIG SIS IS COMING" Rarity screams back at the top of her lungs, through choked sobs, tears streaming down her face.

                                            >Rarity plunges down the darkened stairwell.

                                            >Another incoherent scream reverberated dully through the boutique walls.

                                            >"Oh my Celestia please be okay" Rarity reassures herself, stumbling down the stairs.

                                            >On the showroom floor, Rarity rushes to the show window to search for any sign of her little sister.

                                            >Silence.

                                            >Darkness.

                                            >She was too late.

                                            >Rarity darts for the front door and begins shakily undoing the locks.

                                            >"R-Rarity?"

                                            >Reflexively she nearly jumps out of her skin and turns to face the voice with no time to process.

                                            >There stands her little sister Sweetie Belle, at the bottom of the stairs, shaking and sobbing.

                                            >"Rarity..." Sweetie barely eeks out.

                                            >Confusion.

                                            >They stare at each other for what feels like eons.

                                            >Everything is swallowed in darkness, silence rings throughout the boutique, between exasperated gasps for air and sobs.

                                            >Until they hear it again.

                                            >"RARITY HELP ME"