Fear. Fear gripped at their hearts. A fear greater than any they had ever known before. More than when they were first banished to this god-forsaken dimension. At least then they still had their gems, their magic stones; the ones that gave them the power to control, to dominate, and immortality. They were gone now, broken like their dreams of conquest, taking this world and enslaving it. Now they were mortal, alone, and defenseless.

They ran back to the apartment they shared. One of the many they had had over the thousand or so years they've been here in this universe. It wasn't much; comfortable, but not over the top. All part of keeping a low profile. They had seen the creatures that dominated this world (humans they called themselves), burn others of their kind at a stake for being accused of what the sirens actually were. Immortal? - yes. Indestructible? -no. Even if they had been, being set on fire while others watched was no one's idea of a good time.

The reached the front door of the house in which they lived. It had been converted into apartments by the current owner about 15 years ago. They lived in what used to be the second floor. Adagio almost ripped the door off it's frame and the three frantically ran up the stairs.

The three burst inside with Adagio yelling, "GO, GO, GO! C'mon we gotta get out here. Pack up and split asap!" Even though she was terrified (or maybe because of it), she would not let the others see her as weak. She was the leader. She was in control. She would always be so.

"Go where Adagio? Huh? Where can we go we go?" Aria asked in what was probably her most confrontational manner yet. And why shouldn't she be? Sure, under Adagio's leadership they had a few good years in Equestria, but for the most part she had been an abysmal failure. They got banished, barely eked out an existence here, and now they were left completely without any sort of magic. Aria always knew she would have been a better leader; now was the time to prove it.

"I don't know and I don't care. We just need to go, to get away as soon as possible. Don't you understand that? Huh? All muscle, no brain?"

"Don't even start with me! We wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you! Keep talking and I'll show you what these muscles are capable of!"

"We're gonna die." It was a hushed, almost whispered sentence but the other two heard it and looked around. There sitting by the door, hugging her knees, gently rocking forward and backward, eyes staring into nothingness was Sonata. "We're all gonna die," she repeated.

"Sonata! Snap out of it!" Adagio ordered.

Sonata slowly moved her head and met Adagio's gaze. "We're not immortal anymore. We're gonna grow old, whither, and die."

A cold chill ran through both Adagio and Aria. The full impact of what had happened finally hit them. They were alone, without money or resources, trapped in the bodies of pubescent girls, and, as Sonata so plainly put it; they were all gonna die.

"Sonata . . ." Adagio started to speak softly, soothingly to her frightened friend; but she was interrupted by Aria.

"She's right. You know that don't you? And not just about the whole getting old thing, which is like a total bummer in it's own right, but deeper than that. What are we going to do about food? Shelter? Clothing? How are we just going to survive?"

"We'll find a way. We're trans dimensional beings. We pre-date electricity, the industrial revolution, many of the countries that now occupy the face of this planet. We'll find away." She was angry at being questioned, angry at being defeated, and angry with her own fear which threatened to consume her heart and soul (if she had a soul that is).

"Good luck putting that on a job application." Aria snarked back.

"Let's go back" Sonata whispered again.

"WHAT!" Adagio and Aria shouted at the same time.

"Seriously," Sonata continued; this time her voice became stronger and her eyes became fixed on the here and now and not someplace of in the ethereal never. "They took Sunset Shimmer in right? And in some ways she was way worse than us. I mean she caused property damage as well as turning everyone into zombies. We just did the zombie thing. If they can forgive her, why not us? It's not perfect but it's a start."

"I don't need to be forgiven for anything!" Adagio barked. "Nor do I want to be. I just want . . ." her voice trailed and a thin, devilish smile came across her lips. "Trixie," she said slowly and gleefully.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Aria asked confused and angry.

"Trixie. Don't you see? She's a dark soul like us. Dumb as box - but a dark souled box. We go to her, flatter her, she let's us move in, we have food, shelter and time - time to find the portal." Now Adagio was almost giddy with delight and self congratulation. She had done it again. She had found a way through the darkness.

"What portal?" Aria was still confused but even she now felt a growing sense of relief and dare one say - joy?

"The portal that purple one, what's her name, Night time Glitter, or whatever, came through. She's Equestrian. She was the one who defeated Sunset Shimmer. So, if she can come through, there must be a portal somewhere. A portal we can use to get back. Forget controlling this filthy rock when we can just go home and then wreak havoc on the good pony folk who banished us here."

"I take back all my negative thoughts about you Adagio" Aria said with a grin.

"Don't darling. It's negative thoughts which make us who we are." Adagio was almost laughing with excitement now.

"No." Sonata was standing now. A look of defiance arose across her face. "No more. No more scheming or plotting or anything. I'm tired. We've lost everything. I literally can't lose anymore. Well, my clothes, and make-up. I can lose those I suppose. And my favorite scrunchie . . ."

"Sonata!" Adagio yelled; annoyed with her compatriot's idiocy.

"You get my point! I'm done. You may not want forgiveness; but I do. I . . . I, I just want to belong." Her face fell to a look of tired despair.

"But Sonata darling, you do belong - with us" Adagio cooed; not wanting to lose any of their number (not even if that was the dumbest number).

"No, not anymore." And before the other two could do anything she turned around and walked out.

Aria started to go after her but Adagio grabbed her and pulled her back. "Let her go," she simply said.

"What?" Aria asked, shocked.

"She always was the weak one. We're better off without her. Besides, we can now offer her position to Trixie. It'll give the little ego-maniac something else to glom onto."

"What if she talks, tells people what we're up to?" Aria asked skeptically.

"She won't. She still has some loyalty to us. And we can always pretend we've changed our minds. She's stupid. She'll buy whatever we tell her." Adagio looked into Aria's eyes, smiling and patted her left cheek, "As we said before nothing can stop us now."

Author's Notes:

I know I'm not the first one to start with this premise, the Sirens running for their lives, but, seriously, how many ways can you actually start a story like this? You either start right after with them running, or months later with them coming back. Hopefully nothing else was too clichéd.