The Dark silent one: Remake

by bigbook29

An H.P. Lovecraft crossover. Following a Great Old One, as he's freed from his entrapment. While he tries to understand the ways of this new world, Twilight Sparkle tries to grasp both him and the mythos of his kind with the necronomicon. Warning: Gore/ Character insanity ...basic H.P Lovecraft stuff.

1. Call of Zushakon

Many years ago, there was a time much different than the one known through equestria. It was a time of horrifying monsters, strange unexplained mysterious, and even 'gods'. Where the words of a single man, and groups of humans with broken minds, were the only sign of warning the poor people had in their sad existence. In this time...one of those 'gods' laid in his dark hole. A place separated from all humanity. As they do not disturbed him and let him be one with the darkness...or so he would think.

During a certain time...when everything is right..a period of complete chaos is at hand...the 'gods' of this time were finally able to do as they never could fully.

Exist.

He could see all round him in the outside world, as every bit of the shadows and darkness showed him what has become of the world. He sees Humanity as they fall...with barely even a whimper for most as beings fair beyond their minds-cape appear before them. 'It seems it finally has happened. R'yeh has risen from the sea and Cthulhu walks this world once more to reclaim what is his.'

The being thinks as he remains in his home. Not seeming to be bothered with the many sounds of horror, and destruction happening around him and outside his cave. 'Never did saw the reason to come out...I enjoy it here. No light, barley any annoying things to bother me...then again, I can do without the humans that seem to stumble upon here every few years.'

His thoughts continued, as his formless shape continued to exist within his home. Never stopping movement, yet never moving from his spot. If one were to hear his tones in his thoughts...they might think of him as...curious.

'Hmmm...I cannot help but wonder...what well become of this world after the humans?' He thinks as he could see humans fall, one after another, as if simple insects caught within the worst of storms with no shelters. 'They're such a...tiny minded race. I wonder how many of them truly can even grasp a one in ten billionth of the horror they see before them. If I could, would I feel pity for them? Can I even do such a thing for such a self-destructive and arrogant race.'

The being then allows the quietest of sounds ever to be muttered. So faint that even those nearest to him wouldn't be able to hear...even as it would case their ears and brains to melt from its volume.

'They call me a god of death...a being of darkness...without even truly knowing me. And then there are their poor attempts for flattering me with their praying and sacrificing. "Praise Zushakon, let he destroy everything of light." They would chant and scream nearly every second of each day in every dark corner they could find.'

The being thoughts rage on as he remembers back to every moment they would try and interfere with him in his home. Wither it be with their summons, or screams, it did not matter...as all it truly did was continue to annoy the being.

'I believe that there is only one true word to describe them..."disgusting". I seem to still recall the ones that had met me personally. Most end would ripped their own eyes out, eat their own flesh, try to..."mate" with each other forcibly. If I had the organs to, I throw up just thinking about it.' He thinks as another sound escapes the being, as barely audible as the last...yet just as destructive as it had cause the entire inside of his home to shake.

As the being begins to collect his thoughts again...suddenly he feels massive shake of the world, followed by the sounds of the atmosphere breaking apart. Through the shadows, the being could see that it was something the humans were using as a last 'ditch effort'. Using their nuclear weapons to try and destroy one of the beings that stood outside, destroying their world.

If he had any sort of head, the being would be shaking it in distaste for the human's actions. He wonders for a moment what the humans were hoping to do in using such a weapon. But before he could even collect his thoughts...the being noticed that something wrong just happened...everything became silent and empty.

Not in just his home, but everywhere in the world and even further. Not a single sound or a single bit of view could be heard or seen, not within his shadows at least. This confused the being as this had never happened before. He couldn't understand just why everything became silent and empty, so...he try harder to look...to extend his reach to beyond the rock that he remain on...but within every corner he looked, every shadow in the universe...he saw nothing...

Nothing that could be describe, nothing to show. Just an empty look of nothing.

The being knew his limitations. He knew just how powerful he was...and just who was more powerful than him. But to just downright cut his own connections to the darkness itself could only mean an even greater being. "Hello there, Zushakon."

Suddenly a human-like voice spoke, calling out the name the humans gave the being. What followed was a simple clap of hands, creating the most powerful of lights to shine through the either cave, burning away any shadow in sight...as well as causing the Being of darkness to let out a ungodly howl of pain, as the either existence of his body...began to sink into itself. Shifting and pulling as if being crushed and remade by some unseen force...

Till finally a humanoid hooded figure wearing a long black robe, with matching black wings fell to the floor. He laid on his hands and knees, desperately trying to maintain himself as he could feel the light around him trying to fade him away to nothingness.

"Too bright for you, Zushakon? Let me get that for you." The human voice spoke, before the lights around begin to dim down...allowing 'Zushakon' to see his attacker...it...appeared human like. Looking like a male, as he stood tall. Wearing a small clothe that covered the bottom of his face. Before Zushakon could question how a human could do this to him...he realizes something familiar of this human. It had been one he's seen before. During a event that had cause many of his family to gather around, to visit the death of their 'creator'.

The being was something far worst then Zushakon could ever be. It was the icon of evil for his people. He who held the name that brought fear to even the greatest of heroes and villains. The one to commit the first sin, and create all the other sins to follow. The ruler of nightmares, dreams, luck, lust, fear, hate, and more. The Crawling Chaos, The Faceless God, The Floating Horror, The Skinless One, The Masked Messenger...

The one the human's call...Nyarlathotep.

Before Zushakon could react, Nyarlathotep stomps a foot down to his head. Digging it down to the grovel below. "So you finally notice that it is me." The god chuckles slightly, as he grinds his foot to the back of Zushakon's head. "Hehehehe...Disappointing that you're nowhere near as observant as your mother or even your weakling of a father."

For a moment, the god's eye widen a little as he feels resistance under his foot. "...Are you actually trying to defend your father's honor? That's adorable." He says, before suddenly spikes shoots out from underneath Zushakon and through his stomach...suspending him in the air slightly.

Nyarlathotep removes his foot from his head, and crouches down to him, grabbing his hood and holding it up to stare at his featureless face. "You do live up to your 'dark silent one' name. All that pain you feel and not even a single cry of pain. You don't even ask me why I do this. Are you really that stubborn? I guess you and that poster boy have that much in command." He says, as he drops Zushakon's head and stands back up.

"...Do not..." Zushakon actually spoke, his voice sounding dry as if it hasn't ever been used before. "...do not, speak of my father and uncle...in such jest." Zushakon says as he moves to stare up at the god in front of him. His voice completely dry and cold, with little to no emotion to it. "Is that a tone, Zushakon? Treat you're great uncle with respect here...you might hurt my feelings." Nyarlathotep tells him as several more spikes shoot from the ground, stabbing right through Zushakon's body.

But the being barely seemed to notice them...or rather he refuse to show he was in pain. "You...are no family of mine. You are more fit to be that of a parasite. A simply charlatan that seeks to bring fear and pain to those weaker to him to inflate his own ego. I see no reason to continue this exchange of words for now, so just tell me what it is you are trying to accomplish, so that you may leave me be." Zushakon spoke, as the spikes in his body were dripping with black ink-like substance.

Something of which Nyarlathotep pokes at and rubs between his fingers. "My...that must have been the most you've spoken in the last fifty thousand years. So what exactly...well it's simply really...to 'destroy' you." He tells him, as he holds his own fingers under his mask to lick at them.

Though his face remain featureless, if there were eyes they would be fully widen. "You...you cannot do such a thing." The being tells the god, with said god suddenly leaning close to his face...with a very large smile along his face. "OH...I can. Was that fear in your voice just now?! The so call god of death, son of Hastur, and nephew to the 'great' Cthulhu fearing for his existence...now that's funny." Nyarlathotep tells him as he pinches where his cheeks would be if there were some. "You seem to forget your place...Though your mother is an outer god, the same as I...remember who's higher on the food chain...hehehehehe...or maybe..." He then allows his hands to slip inside of Zushakon's hood. Rolling his hands through the beings feature's head.

"Perhaps you know how your mother would react? Such a vengeful woman she is, right? How many times have your grandfather bail her out of her trouble after she murdered an entire universe cause one little spec of dirt cause one of her thousands of children to die of allergy? Hahahahahaha, YOU ACTUALLY CARE!" Nyarlathotep screams in laughter, throwing his head back in doing so as he releases his hold on Zushakon.

Suddenly Zushakon found himself free of the spikes as they quickly sink back to the floor. Before he could react through, suddenly he found a whole section of the cave fall right on top of him. The entire time the icon of evil itself continued to laugh, as he begins to walk away. "Hehehehe...for amusing me so Great Old One, I shall let you live on. Hahahahaha...though...it won't be a...pleasant existence." The god says as he begins to leave, stepping out of the cave Zushakon had call his home. Instantly Zushakon tried to return back to normal...with no success. As the rocks continued to pin him down...all of which gave off a sense of dread...that which is worst then any kind of dark feeling would give.

"Don't worry, I'll come back to kill you after I am done with my 'plans'. It won't take long at all, so I might come back sooner than you think." Nyarlathotep tells him as suddenly the cave around him opens up. Allowing him to step to the outside world...the same world that was once brimming with life...now looking close to being nothing but burnt ash and cinder. With one last smile, and a little wave the Outer God tells the Great Old One, one last thing. "Don't worry, If any chance happens that I end up forgetting about you, I made it so those rocks will become nothing more than rubble for you in the next...hmmmm...billions of years...Till then...bye-bye great nephew." And with a small wave, Zushakon was left in the dark...alone...for a long...long...time...to wait...

And that's what Zushakon did. He waited. And waited and waited, for many...many years. Longer than he ever would have imagine, if he ever subject himself to that kind of luxury.

In that time he did recover his powers...but was still trapped, unable to changed his form nor escape...all the while feeling the earth and everything changed. He had known that the god would lie to him, as this isn't the first time he would do such things to him or his family. So he was left to his lonesome, trapped underneath this tomb, until finally he was either discovered, or the planet itself were destroyed.

Were he a normal creature, his mind would have destroyed itself long ago. Ripping itself open to give into the never ending despair. But Zushakon was not like that at all. He enjoyed the quiet darkness around him. Though it was to an extent as he had found himself trying to rid of the boredom eating away at him. Making him wish he could be like his Uncle and sleep away all the time. So he did the only thing he knew how to do as to pass time. Sing human songs in his mind.

'9,455,456,767,667,665,356,245 bottles of colorless volatile flammable liquid on the wall, 9,455,456,767,667,665,356,245 bottles of colorless volatile flammable liquid, you take one down past it around 9,455,456,767,667,665,356,244 colorless volatile flammable liquid on the wall...9,455,456,767,667,665,356,244 bottles of colorless volatile flammable liquid on the wal-'

As he was finishing he's millionth rendition of the song, it was then that something happened, he hears the sounds of...something coming through the walls of his home. Whatever it may be it was intelligent enough to speak as it barrow through. "Are you sure there is gems down here?" One voice spoke. "Of course there is, you dumb moron!" Another spoke, both of which truly did not seem to show that much knowledge from their tone of voice.

'Might need to change my thoughts on the intelligent enough to speak thing.' Zushakon thinks as he looks from his 'tomb' to the wall the voices were coming from. A heavy banging sound is heard before a wall was broken in, the opening making it so that light shine directly on Zushakon's featureless face under his hood. It was there Zushakon could see who they were.

They seemed to be a mix of humans and canines, as they were walking on hind legs and speaking. As all three of them looked within the change, Zushakon takes in their height...finding that even in this form, he towered over them...by at least a two feet, as the humans would measure things.

"I really think this isn't good, it's very dark in here." One spoke as they looked around the room. "My eyes feel funny." Another spoke, as he began to feel his eyes itch. As they spoke, Zushakon knew what they meant. As he's very presence causes all light to die around him. He held himself back, allowing the room to brighten up slightly and not cause the dog-men to lose their eyesight...which they would have done by ripping out their own eyeballs.

"You two are just being cats!" The smallest of them said as he walked in, holding a lantern. Before looking around and sniffing the air. "We are not alone here. Find trespasser, NOW!" The small one screamed as the other two did as he said. Entering the cave and looking around for anyone, barely noticing the Great Old One that was trapped underneath the pile of rocks not two feet away from the doorway they made.

Not wishing to continue to be trapped here, Zushakon thinks to himself on how to speak human again. 'Okay, they speak in a human tongue, so I need to remember how their language goes...But I had to be careful in...trying to communicant with these...creatures. My appearance is not like their own... so they might panic on sight. Perhaps if I speak in a more familiar language they will be more at ease...Something that most humans would know, maybe they know too and be more willing to assist me.'

"ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh wgah'nagl fhtagn." Zushakon spoke out using his avatar's body to speak in human tongue, feeling shame in himself for using such a stupid butchered phrase of what his uncle really did under the ocean. Though it would be worth it if that means that creatures would help him.

"What was that!" The small one screamed as he looked around, already scared. "Monster? Theirs monsters here!?" One of the others shouted, scared as well. Zushakon held back a annoyed growl as he tries to think of something else.

'Foolish Idea with foolish results, I should have known better.' Zushakon thinks before remembering some of the language that humans spoke near him. He just hopped he could still speak it.

"Uh...Ayuda! Ayúdame! Humano en peligro! Tengo golosinas para perros!" Zushakon spoke, surprising himself by how easy it was to speak like that.

Too bad it didn't give him better results.

"Something is here!" One of them screamed, as he runs out of the cave. "No gem is worth monsters!" The another screamed, following the first to run. "CATS, BOTH OF YOUR ARE JUST CATS!" The small one screams out to the two cowards, looking completely angered...though it was more so for him to hide his own fear as he looks around the dark cave.

'Err...this is getting frustrating! This shouldn't be so hard, I thought most humans spoke this? What was that other way they spoke...ummm...ummm...' Clearing his throat Zushakon called out. "Help...need help here...please!" The dog being heard this and moved to where he heard the voice, finding Zushakon in his lesser form, with the rocks pinning him down. "Help me...please!" The dog actually did help him, effortlessly pushing the rocks off him...or rather the face was they were completely weightless...the only real weight they have being the enchantment the Outer God gave them.

As Zushakon stood up to his feet for the first time in many years, the dog creature near him spoke. "You strange creature, but you help find gems right?!" It says giving ,what Zushakon could tell, a smug grin. For a moment Zushakon just stares at him...feeling slightly insulted that this creature freed him, a being a million times more powerful than him...only for greed...

'I can murder this thing and his whole race just for that alone...trying to command a Great Old One...but he did save me...' With that minor thought, Zushakon goes to repay his debt. Walking up to one of the pillars holding the very room. Zushakon rolls up one of the selves on his cloaked body...revealing a human-like skeletal hand as it presses against the pillar.

With a single tap of his finger, the pillar explodes into a shower of rock everywhere it leaving nothing but an entire but a tower of gems to be found there. Each of them all purely clean, and looking to have just been formed to perfection. "HOHHOHOHOH!" The dog...laughs, Zushakon thinks so at least, as he moves to where the pillar once stood. "GEMS-GEMS-GEMS, more than stupid Pony got for us."

'Pony?' Zushakon thinks as he watches the Creature move his hand along the gems. "All the time with her whining and whining, too much trouble! Then others came, started causing more trouble, with Unicorn and Pegasus." The dog said breaking off pieces of the gem and looking at it with its lantern.

Though Zushakon didn't really care...he was interested in these...'ponies' that the dog spoke of. "Are there many of these Ponies?" Zushakon spoke, really not enjoying his own voice, or the sounds around here in general. But he wanted information and this dog seemed to be the only one that would be useful for it...for now at least.

"What? Were you living under a rock for years?!" The dog said with a raise eyebrow as Zushakon replied. "Yes. I was till you freed me."

The dog seemed to shake his head at this. "You dumb, very dumb. You should know that Ponies are everywhere. Big, small, also their dumb princesses." It says, with Zushakon holding his revealed hand under his chin in thought.

'Hmmm...so the dominant species are these ponies. Fine then, I better take my leave to find out more.' He thinks as he turns and begins to leave the cave from the entrance the dogs had made earlier. He didn't get far though as the small dog creature rushes in front of him.

"Wait were you going?! You help me and others find gems! Fido, Spot, COME!" He shouts as the two who ran earlier came back. As they both looked to Zushakon they were confuse and frightful. The leader, now as Zushakon could tell by how he commanded the others, then looked back to him and said. "You give us many gems...and we DON'T hurt you...fair?" The other dogs nod their head at this as they saw the big pillar of gems.

It takes much in the world to make a Great Old One annoyed. Usually they would see that they were extremely better than anyone underneath them and pay them little to no mind. But Zushakon was different, as of now...he was finally free after many...many years of being concealed by a rock. And now that he is free...he is having dogs talk down to him.

Without a single word, Zushakon leans down slightly, to stare directly down at the small dog. The dogs each give back hostile looks at him. Looks of challenge...that they would actually handle him.

It wasn't even a second. Not enough to be called a moment...as suddenly something instantly appears from the hooded figure.

A black spiral of darkness and death, similar to a black hole. The only words that could be used to describe it in the human language.

Everything goes dark...darker than anything that could be seen. And the only sounds left were the screams of the diamond dogs.

Zushakon takes one step after another as he walks through the tunnels the dogs had made to get to his home. Holding a hand to his chin, as he returned to hooded form...or rather he created it as his eyes for the outside, while his true self remained at home. His thoughts were on that of the ponies, the dogs had mentioned.

Wondering just what kind of creatures they were, what had made them, if they had made a big impact on the world or not, if they were like humans. Not only that, but the question of this planet was another thing. How had it changed? Was there a moon...a sun...several moons, several suns...Only one real way to find out. As much as Zushakon knew he would despise it.

He takes one last look at the cave around him, and looks at all the dead bodies of the so called diamond dogs that littered the place, just taking a moment to look at the gore as his hooded Avatar steps over their bodies. It was very distasteful, but Zushakon honestly didn't care for much right now. All he wished was to be alone, and for not getting along with his wish they had all paid the price.

They were much like humans, going mad upon looking at my true form...though it might seem in bad taste, as Zushakon honestly didn't wish them ill...but he actually did wanted them to all be dead. As some survivors would either try to kill him...or worst begin to worship him. Something he and his family have been known to done very often.

It was there Zushakon's avatar finally reached the entrance of the caves...and stops in it's tracks in seeing the bright sunny day that it was. Were the avatar had a face, it would be giving a look of complete disgust at the thought of getting near the sunlight. With a annoyed groan, the Great Old One decided to just bare with it. As of now, he need to know if these ponies were anything to be worried of. And it's better to do it now and get it over with.

Zushakon's avatar then takes a breath...and steps out to the new world around him.

Elsewhere one of our favorite ponies, Twilight Sparkle is waking up from a long nights of work as she was writing a friendship report for her teacher. "Oh boy." Twilight moans as she awaken and removed her head from the table. Taking the paper that was stuck on her face off and giving it a look. "Well, it seemed I finished after all last night. SPIKE, CAN YOU DELIVER THIS!?" She calls out...only for silence to greet her back.

"SPIKE!" Twilight calls again, standing up from her desk and walking out her room.. As she reaches the bottom of her stairs she finds that her dragon assistant was nowhere in sight. "That's weird? Where is he?" She asked out loud, before getting her answered as she sees a note taped to the stair-way.

'Dear Twilight, Sorry I'm not here right now, but Rarity really needed me to help her find some diamonds for some order she just got. I'll see you around noon. Make sure that you don't set the place on fire while I'm out, that's my job.' She read, rolling her eyes at Spike's joke. Before she sees he wrote something else. 'P.S I found a book earlier while I leaving. It looked old, and seemed like it wasn't from another here. I think someone must have dropped it, and didn't realize it. I left it on the table for you to look through, it's kind of creepy anyway.'

Twilight gives a small hum at Spike's writing, before looking to the table to see what he met. As she does she found one book the REALLY stood out among the others there. Moving aside the others on the table, Twilight stared down the strange book. It seemed very old as Spike said. With the words on it looked very faded and it's pages very yellowed in color. Twilight could just barely make out the golden words that were written on the top of it. Along with the depiction of some kind of...'creature' she's never seen on it.

Twilight repeats the title as best she could. "Nec..ro..nomi..con. Necronomicon? That's a strange name...but maybe it will be a good read." Twilight says with a smile as she reaches her hoof to the tome...and as soon as her hoof meets it...suddenly she feels something surge within her. It was pain...horrible agonizing pain. Her horn lights up as her eyes widen in horror...she tries to pull her hoof free but the book was somehow holding it in place. She feels as if something was digging through the book's cover into her hoof, as it crawled into arm up her brain. She couldn't focus her magic as the pain was too much...

She pulls her head back and opens her mouth in terror, a scream ready to come out...till suddenly the pain disappeared...and her look of horror faded away to instead...a look of excitement. Her mouth creaking slightly as it formed a crooked smile. Twilight's bright eyes turned dark...and darker till they were completely black. Looking back to her hoof on the book, Twilight easily taking it off as she stared at the title again. Her smile somehow growing slightly as opens her mouth. With music from seemingly out of nowhere beginning to play.

"Awake ye scary great Old Ones, Let everything dismay! Remember great Cthulhu shall rise up from R'yleh, To kill us all with tentacles if we should go his way!" Twilight begins bringing her front hoofs up to run along the back of her hair.

"O' tidings of madness and woe, madness and woe, O' tidings of madness and woe! (and great woe)." She echoed as she runs her hoofs to her cheeks, looking as if she was in complete bless while doing so. "In Yuggoth and din Aldebaran the great Old Ones were spawned. Imprisoned by the Elder Gods to wait for long eons! Enticing humans to release them, Chanting dreadful songs!" Twilight sang as she walks through her home, flashing of images too many things to count entering her mind as she wages her tail and hips to the rhythm of her song.

"O' tidings of madness and woe, madness and woe, O' tidings of madness and woe! (and great woe)." Without a second thought she leaps on the table with the Necronomicon, not evening caring for the other books, as she just kicked them all off. Dancing around the black book. The images were all she saw as they enter her mind. Each being horrible monstrous things...yet they only seemed to make Twilight more excited as raises to her hind legs and hold her hoofs in the air.

"An Arab said 'That is not dead which can eternal lie, And with strange eons you will find that even death may die'!" She says, moving to wrap her arms around herself, behind her back slightly as she looks right up to the ceiling. "The Great Old Ones will rule once more, Then all will be destroyed! O' tidings of madness and woe, madness and woe, O' tidings of madness and woe! (and great woe)."

Suddenly the magic in her horn faded, and Twilight's eyes suddenly change back to normal...as they widen in realization to find...her seating where she was before, staring right at the Necronomicon as she was holding her hoof to it. "Hmm...that was weird, for a second I thought...no." She tells herself as she sees all the books that supposedly had been kicked off by her were still on the table with the Necronomicon. And she was exactly where she was, with her hoof on the book.

"I must be REALLY out of it. I'll get myself something to eat, before I get to reading then." Twilight says with a smile as she pulls her hoof away, and starts to walk to the kitchen, using her magic to pick up the black book. Not noticing the creature that was on the cover was no longer there.

(I ask of you to please give this the '2 or 3 chapter try.' It's the you read the first up to 2 or 3 chapters and if you don't like it by all means please feel free to stop at all and give a honest comment of what you thought of it and why you didn't like it. I won't take it personal and thank you for your time.

I also want to apologize if there were a few things you didn't understand here from the Cthulhu Mythos. Like old ones, Outer Gods, You can just do a quick google on them if your that curious for it. Anyway, thank you for reading and please leave a comment.)