Family Split
By
Bluesea Songspell
Prologue:
This Unholy Day
Discord turned his head, although, he barely noticed. He was deep in thought, and for this reason, had blanked out the rest of the world. Not noticing or caring about his whereabouts, he wandered aimlessly about his home in the chaos dimension.
How could I have let all of those things happen, Discord thought to himself. They're all gone because of me! This date reminds me that their voices, their laughs, all those good times we had together, are gone forever!
Thus, Discord asked the question he asked every year since this whole charade started, over one thousand years ago.
"Why is it always this day?!" He screamed into the mirror that he did not remember stepping in front of. "Why do my friends always get corrupted or die on this day!?" Looking to the left, a mysterious calendar that Discord had no idea where it had come from, said Friday, June 13th. The day of the dark, at least for those who had been alive one thousand years ago, the current generations had no idea what had transpired! Had no idea of those that died had even existed, had no idea that those corrupted were once kind, honest, and trustworthy beings, they only thought of them as evil! But those who were alive one thousand years ago, Discord, Celestia, Luna, Cadence, Scorpan, Sunset Shimmer, Sonata Dusk, Aria Blaze, Adagio Dazzle, Blueblood, Coloratura, Starswirl, Stygian, Mistmane, Mage Meadowbrook, Somnambula, Flash Magnus, and Rockhoof all realized, remembered, and shared the burden of this. Of Crysalis, Sombra, and Tirek, who were still corrupted.
Discord knew how they felt, he had escaped corruption not so long ago. One moment being attracted to a particular item, then being consumed by darkness the next. Trapped there for what feels like eternity, and feeling nothing but loneliness in a dark landscape with nothing around but emptiness. A few others knew what this felt like, Stygian, Luna, Scorpan, Sunset Shimmer, Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze, and Sonata Dusk, too!
Loneliness overwhelmed Discord. Even though many others knew what he had gone through, they seldom talked, for four of them were in another dimension, one of them liked to hide away over seas, another one just got back from limbo, and the last one was nocturnal! Actually, Discord realized, none of those who were alive one thousand years ago talked to each other that much, for the pain was too great! Sure they had little talks, but that was just to hide their pain from the current generation of ponies.
For it was on this day over one thousand years ago it had begun, when the founders of Equestria had been killed in a sinking ship. Discord could still remember Private Pansy's kindness, Commander Hurricane's rough encouragement, Counselor Puddinghead's enthusiasm, Princess Platinum's motherly nature, Smart Cookie's organization, and Clover the Clever's friendly nature. He couldn't believe it had been over one thousand years since he had heard their voices. His siblings were gone too, along with most of his friends. He could still hear his little brother, Mayhem, crying out for help, in the last moments of his life.
This thought, just this thought, brought great sadness, pain, and grief to Discord's old heart. He stopped in his tracks next to a strange table. Discord rested his lion paw on the table and put his eagle claw over his eyes.
Discord cried. No. He wept for his little brother and all those he had failed. Wept for the past and all its misgivings. He wept for the fact that the darkness came back every June, Friday the 13th and takes a friend away, again, and again, and again. But Discord was too deep in his weeping, he didn't see the shadow creeping up behind. For every June, Friday the 13th, the shadow comes crawling, and when the shadow comes crawling, you best be on the look out!
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"Oh, Discord my little punching bag! How has life without my corruption been treating you?! Well, anyways, let's cut to the chase, I'm out for your life and I will get it!"
Discord gasped, it was him, the shadow! The one who had used Discord as a punching bag and had made him blind when he was a kid. He was the one who had killed and corrupted most of Discord's friends. It was Kataten Shadow!
"Oh, no! You are not getting me! Not this time!" Discord screamed at the evil being in front of him.
"OK, then!" Kataten stated nonchalantly, "I was planning on killing you quick and easy, but I guess we could go the more painful and more torturous route! I'm gonna have to petrify you!"
"What?"
"Petrify, you know, frozen. Or in this case frozen for a most painful week and you're dead!"
Discord turned to run, but Kataten reached out his shadow and wrapped himself around Discord. Discord knew what he had to do. He reached into a hidden pocket in his fur with his eagle claw and pulled out a walkie-talkie. This was a magical item that all those who were alive one thousand years ago had and they were all connected to each other. He positioned it to his mouth and tried to speak, but Kataten squeezed Discord so he couldn't breathe.
"Shadow... landed... help," was all he managed to get out.
I know what I must do now, Discord thought to himself. Discord focused his mind and felt an electric current run down his spine! This was a familiar and welcome feeling to Discord, as the next thing Kataten knew, was the pain of being electrocuted by Discord's light magic.
Discord loved this, he had wanted to do this for so long! He twisted round and round in the air, running his electric currents all around him.
Unfortunately, it wasn't enough. Kataten, recovering from this surprise attack from Discord, used his shadows to loop around and envelop Discord. Discord felt the pain before it hit and tried to escape, but sadly couldn't and succumbed to the misery.
Discord's frozen body fell to the ground with a crash! Kataten laughed and left to his own world, leaving Discord's frozen body lying there unceremoniously in the rubble.
A rumble could be heard throughout the entire chaos dimension. For without its master, the chaos dimension was nothing but a broken down house lying on a hill in an empty valley. Literally, Discord had fixed it up quite a lot when he had found it, but now it was all gone. His chaos dimension was gone, and he knew that Kataten would be coming back to this world in a week to see if Discord had died. Discord prayed to Fuasticorn that Celestia would find him.