The school is silent on the Saturday morning, no students in sight. The silence is interrupted by talking in a meeting room.
Discord glares at Tirek, “Tirek... I should’ve know it was you when I said that name. You betrayed me!”
Tirek crosses his arms, “It was as I said. Friendship makes you weak.”
Discord leans right into his face, putting forth all malice he can summon, “You do not know what you did to me. You do not know what I’ve lost because of you! Fluttershy is gone now and the next time I see her will be her grave in a thousand years! You have taken away the best thing to happen to me!” He draws a switchblade from one of his many pockets, and puts it against Tirek’s neck, “Give me a reason. I can cut your neck right here and watch you bleed out. You won’t be sent to another world this time, you will die. Give me a reason!”
Tirek backs up with fear from Discord, “I’m sorry! The power within that magic corrupts me. It’s an addiction, surely you know how far an addict would go to get a fix? But what they did to me, that power, cured me.”
Discord leans his head against Tireks, and backs him up against a wall, “Prove it.”
Tirek looks at the blade with even more fear, “The statue outside! It’s full of magic! If I were to absorb that, then I could tear a portal back to Equestria! But I haven’t despite ample opportunity!”
Discord glares into his eyes some more, before backing up and putting the blade back into his pocket, “Okay. I believe you. But know this, Tirek.” He glares once again, “I have more power here than you could hope for. It is only because of my generosity and kindness that I shall do what I shall.”
As he says this, two others walk in. Sombra, dressed in his armor. And Chrysalis, dressed in the same black dress. Sombra walks to a center table, and leans on it, “So, why did you call us here?”
Discord smiles, “Ah, yes, time for the offer!” He motions out to all four of them, “We are all fellow villains who were defeated by the Elements.”
Chrysalis interjects, “I was defeated by Cadence.”
Discord waves his hand, “Yeah, yeah, whatever. I have a proposition. Sombra, Tirek, Chrysalis, I know all three of you have been living in the library here.”
Sombra looks up, “How do you know that?”
Discord shrugs, “I see everything. I have connections, ever since I helped on the FBI search for myself. Anyway, the offer. You can all crash at my place.”
Tirek snorts, “Ah yes, surely you would live somewhere big enough to house all of us. Surely, if your clothing is anything to go by.”
Discord glares behind him at Tirek, “You are lucky I listened to Fluttershy, else you wouldn’t be around to say comments like that.” He then returns to normal, and looks back, “I can show you, it’s only a block from here.”
Chrysalis nods, “It has to be better than that library.”
Sombra rises, “Very well then, let’s see it.”
Discord glares back at Tirek, “What about you, Tirek?”
He quickly nods, “Your genoristy and kindness, right?”
Discord nods, “Right.” He looks back to the others, and motions to the door, “Off we go then.”
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The odd group move down the street. Strutting, swaggering, stomping, and striding. People wave at Discord, and he waves, nods, or snaps back. One person in particular runs up to him, “Are you the Discord?”
He stops, and nods, “The one and only.”
The person, young enough to be a student, smiles, “I’m your biggest fan!”
He smiles, “Oh, really? What of?”
The person reaches into a bag they wear, “Transcending The Mundane, and Discerning the Transmundane are my two favorite! Could I get your autograph on them? Please?”
Discord summons up a pen, and takes the two books given to him. He writes his signature in an ink that changes color every second, and hands the books back, “Must be a very scientific person then.”
They nod, “I am. I’ve also read your other things. Chaos Theory Called Life, Crystal Pillars and Crimson Snow, Zero Divided By Zero: How To Live Every Day To The Maximum, and even Free Will And The Multiverse Theory! Your writings have inspired me to become a Chaos Physicist just like you!”
Discord smiles at the young man, “It’s nice to know my writing can inspire people. Follow your dreams, kid, and I might read your research one day.”
The person smiles brightly, “Thank you, Mister Discord! Good bye!”
Discord watches the young fan run off with a smile.
The group then moves on forward, until they are stopped near an alleyway. A young Hispanic man jumps out of the alley, his face covered by a cloth wrapping. He looks at Discord, “Discord! Father, you’ve returned!”
The man rushes into Discord’s arms, and they embrace, “Heya Bedlam. How’s the gang been running?”
Bedlam hugs closely, “I’ve been leader, as you told us to do. We were broken for a month after you left us. But... we managed to pull it back and are running smoothly. We haven’t robbed anyone that isn’t rich, as you told us. We thought you were gone forever!”
Discord sadly smiles, “I thought I was as well. As much as it hurt me to abandon all my children, I had to return to my world. You remember when I said goodbye, I meant it. I met somebody back in my world. Fluttershy, the kindest soul you could ever meet. If I wasn’t so stupid, I might’ve been able to return with her with me. She would’ve loved all you, and we’d finnaly be a complete family.”
Bedlam’s tears fall onto his face covering, “But your back now. The others will be ecstatic.” He breaks the hug, and wipes his eyes, “These guys protected as well?”
Discord nods, “They’re friends, most of them.”
Bedlam smiles through his face covering, “My brothers and sisters probably want to hear the good news.”
Discord smiles once more, “Go tell them. We will have a family reunion sometime.”
Bedlam nods once more, before disappearing into the alleyway.
The group continues on once more, with Tirek speaking up, “You had children?”
Discord smiles, “Ah, yes, the gang. They are all orphans who I adopted, and taught to run a proper gang for when I was gone.” He looks forward, “Ah, yes, we’re arriving.”
They turn the corner, to see only one building. A huge, three storied, gothic mansion. Painted all sorts of different colors, but still very gothic. Discord nods, “The British are very generous to war heroes.”
A thud can be heard as Tirek faints right on the sidewalk.