A Sneak Peek Preview

Here is a sneak peek at the insanity that will be unfolding in the CEM. This is part of the backstory, and holds no real spoilers to what's to come. This is actually a very minor event. I just had a lot of fun with this scene. (Note that Discord is not yet in Equestria). Enjoy!
“Nala! Nala, come here!” Nala runs through the house, and slips and falls flat on her face. She pushes herself up, and runs into the next room, where her father, Derrik, stands. “Yes, Father?”
Nala is sixteen years old, and she is dating an Immortal boy named Simba, who lives in a castle not that far away from her family’s mansion. Simba is eighteen right now, though. Even though Derrik is an Immortal, Nala is not. See, she is the first Dark Angel. Derrik’s dark powers mixed with the angel blood of Nala’s mother, Carly, and it formed Nala, the first Dark Angel. But, Dark Angels are not Immortals. They are immortal, however.
But there is bad blood between Nala’s parents and Simba’s parents, so Derrik doesn’t want her seeing him. Carly doesn’t particularly care, but Derrik does for some reason.
“Were you seeing that boy again?” Derrik asks.
Nala blushes. Yes, she most certainly was. She actually just got home from an immense kissing session deep in the Wilds. Oh, how Nala would hope they could take things just one step further, but Simba insists on denying her until she herself is eighteen. Nala forces her blush back before Derrik can think on it.
“No, Father. I was not.”
“Good. You better not. You know how I feel about the boy’s parents, Belinda and… Mufasa.” he says Mufasa’s name very bitterly. Nala has never known the full story, but she’s never been curious enough to find out. Now today, for some reason, she is.
“What happened between you guys?” Nala asks.
Derrik sighs. “It’s…a complicated story, my daughter. It all started… WHAT IN GOOD GRAVY IS THAT?!”
Nala follows Derrik’s gaze out the window and sees a…thing hurtling towards them faster than light itself. (Okay, not THAT fast, but still, pretty fast). “DUCK!” Derrik yells. Both he and Nala duck under the table in their dining room (should’ve mentioned that table earlier), just as the thing crashes through the window, and lands on the table.
“OW! Ouch. Oh, my BACK!” comes a male voice above the table. Nala and Derrik look each other in the eyes, and Nala’s eyes are filled with fear. Derrik points a finger to his mouth, signaling Nala to “Shhh.” Nala nods.
Derrik slowly gets out from under the table, slowly enough to avoid making noise. And standing on the table is the most bizarre creature he has ever seen.
It has a goat leg, a lizard leg, a snake tail, a brown horse’s body, a lion’s arm, an eagle’s claw, a bat wing, a bird wing, the head of a gray horse, a deer antler, and a goat horn. And he is stretching all of his limbs, and Derrik can hear a few bones cracking.
“ACK! Next time, I really need to fly a little slower!” The creature then turns around and sees Derrik. “Hello, there. You must be Derrik.”
Derrik is shocked. “How-how-how do you know my name?”
“Just… Call it a hunch, I guess. I’m Discord,” says Discord, waving his claw around in the air. “Now, please stand back, and watch me. Do. My. THING!”
At this, Discord stretches out both of his arms and lightning zaps from them. Suddenly, a giant ice cream sundae, complete with a cherry on top and a spoon, appears. Under the table, Nala gasps in surprise at the ice cream.
Derrik and Discord both look down. Discord is on the table, but he can see through it, using his powers. He looks up at Derrik. “Who is that.”
Derrik looks from Nala to Discord. “No one.”
“Derrik, that is obviously not no one. She has black hair, beautiful blue and green eyes, and a pair of brilliant black wings that I have never seen the likes of before! Granted, the only wings I have ever seen before now are these ugly mismatched wings,” Discord says, pointing at his own and flapping them for emphasis.
“Dad, can I have the strange, otherworldly ice cream?” Nala asks from under the table.
Discord’s ears perk up at the mention of the word “Dad.”
“No, you can not have the strange, otherworldly ice cream,” Derrik says.
“Oh, but why not? It’s absolutely delectable!” Discord says, suddenly standing next to the giant ice cream. He dips a claw in and tastes. “Hmmm! Chocolate,” he murmurs. “Go ahead,” Discord encourages. “Try some.”
Nala apprehensively gets out from under the table, and approaches the ice cream. Derrik starts biting his nails.
Nala takes the spoon, which is the length of her forearm, and the spoon’s head is only slightly smaller than her own hand. She looks behind her. Derrik shakes his head slightly, sweating. Discord smiles and nods, his big tooth giving a shiny sparkle.
Though she doesn’t trust Discord, she has a rebellious heart towards her father for hating her seeing Simba. She turns toward the ice cream, dips in the spoon, and takes a bite. She hears a gasp from behind her.
She turns around as her father says, “Discord, fix this!”
When she turns around, she sees her father, but no Discord, who was just standing next to Derrik. Derrik turns to where Discord was as well, and upon seeing no one, he says, “Discord?”
“Fix what?” comes a voice on Nala’s left and Derrik’s right. They both turn towards the voice, and there’s Discord, in a room that was certainly not there before, lazily lounging on a lumpy green couch that they do not own, wearing a pair of reading glasses and a slickback mane, and looking at a magazine with the title Playboy. And on his back…
Is a pair of Dark Angel wings. Nala sees this, wondering where they came from, then gasps, and looks at her own wings: A bat wing and a bluebird wing.
“THAT! Fix my daughter’s wings!” Derrik repeats.
“What? Oh did I mention that the chocolate ice cream sundae wasn’t free? It only costs a pair of beautiful wings.” Discord says with an evil smile, casually throwing away the magazine. “Let me tell you, nakedness is not really my type. Very sickening.” The magazine then flies out the window like a bird.
“This is a ripoff!” Nala says, turning back to the sundae, which is now gone. “Oh, I forgot to mention: It was only here for 3 minutes. You really should have eaten it faster,” Discord says nonchalantly, getting up. As soon as he gets up, the glasses disappear and the couch scuttles off to some dark corner. Discord leaves the room, slamming the door shut with his tail, then snaps his fingers and the room disappears all together. He wears a smirk the whole time. He flexes his new, stolen wings. “Oh, these feel SO good!”
“Give them back,” Nala says, anger seeping out of her voice. Shadows start to dance around her. Discord smiles and raises both of his eyebrows, looking at the shadows in amusement.
Derrik notices it, too. And he gulps. “Discord, you really should give them back. Nala… you don’t want to see her like this. You’ll regret it.”
“Oh, pish posh,” says Discord, waving his paw around. He then leaps up into the air, and flies. “Whoa, these even fly better! Well, enjoy my old ones! I will certainly LOVE my new ones!” Discord then flies out of the mansion with Nala’s wings.
Nala just stands there, her eye twitching. Derrik looks at her with a mix of fear and anticipation.
“Father,” Nala says, her voice drenched with a chilling cold, “I’m going to cause a storm. Warn anyone who is not involved to take cover.” Her fists clench, then unclench. A storm is about to come. A big one. And Lord have mercy on Discord when Nala reaches him.

Personally, my favorite part is probably Discord lounging in a chair, using reading glasses for a porn magazine, which he doesn't even care about in the first place. It just feels so in character for him.

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[Cage Black 1443]

To anypony wondering how Discord knew Derrik's name, he actually created a copy of himself in MY OWN MIND that found a filing cabinet labeled "CEM". He dug through that filing cabinet until he found a file labelled "Characters", then he dug through that until he found Derrik.