//------------------------------// // Seeds Of Discord - Part One // Story: Sisters Of Fate // by BronyPolo //------------------------------// The sky never ceased to astonish the little girl on nights like this. She sat on her porch, staring upward with wonder. She often did this. It helped to drown out the sounds of her family shouting in the house behind her. "She does nothing but day dream!" Her father screamed, as if she couldent hear him. "The order needs to be filled by the end of the week, and i watch her, day in, day out, just standing there! She barely even lifts the damn pick!" He was shouting at her mother, who ran into her room, slamming the door shut behind her. Mary, or 'Mare' as most people called her, lived on a small rock farm, just on the outskirts of the Everfree forest. The daunting trees loomed over the farm, and she had lived in its shadow for all of her life. Most people feared the place and her family for living so close. Other kids who came near the farm often threw rocks and stones at the house, shouting insults at her and her family. They dident understand that there was nothing wrong with the forest, and she actualy quite liked it. Sometimes, if she listened hard enough, she could hear the singing of birds from deep within its leaves. Her attention was drawn by something, something moving slowly in the sky. A small, bright light was slowly getting bigger. At first she thought nothing of it. She often saw comets on nights like this. Her father said they were a gift from Luna, something he had heard from one of the famous moon preists when he made his travels to the grand chapel. She stood, squinting her eyes. The comet was beginning to get way to big for her comfort. Suddenly if flew down over the Everfree forest, setting trees ablaze. Her eyes widened as it crashed into the ground, causing a massive firy explosion. This was no mere comet. Mary's father sprinted out on to the porch just in time to see his child dissapear, into the Everfree forest. Screaming, burning and falling. This was all the tourtered soul had known for a thousand years, and now was the time for it to end. As the creature crashed into the ground, it let out a shrill screach of agony that could be heard for miles around. It lay there in its burning crater, howling and screaming until the fire had dimmed out. Exausted, it made no effort to move. It had concentrated its energy for all that time, keeping itself alive in the coldness of space, and now it all seemed for nothing. Its lifeforce was burning out, and it wouldent be long before the creature died out completly. It cursed its rotten luck. If only it had landed in a populated area it would have been able to feed and save itself. Now, after all these long years, it seemed that it would never have the revenge it had been craving for ten centuries... The creatures body resembeled a human beings somewhat, but burned and charred, a mear husk of its former self. It nearly gave up, closing its eyes and awaiting the release of death, when its attention was brought to a small face, peering over the edge of its crater. "W-wha..." Mary couldent speak. It was still breathing! What on Equestria had she found?! She was barely capable of containing her excitment. Nothing cool ever happened on the farm. Mary forced herself to concentrate, and leaned in further to the crater, desperate for a closer look. Suddenly, the thing shot up at her, its eyes were a bloody shade of red. It clamped its hand around her neck, and roared into her face. "Dinner time!" A few minutes later, the creature heaved itself from the crater, still struggeling with movement. "Uhhh..." it burped, staring down at its new form. It felt weird moving again, especialy in a little body like this. It struggled uneasily onto its feet. The creature steadied itself as it learned to walk again, like an infant. Satisfied that it had mastered the art of walking, it did a little victory dance, before looking to the sky. "Soon Luna, you, and your sister, will know the meaning of pain." "By Celestia! Mary!" Mary's father had ran after her, and now looked upon the back of his child with tearfull eyes. Mary turned to face him, and he was shocked to see her grinning. "Lets go home daddy! I want to meet the family!" the child giggled. A month had done nothing to ease the pain. Twilight sat at her fathers grave once again, speaking aloud, sure that her father was listening somewhere. She was shivering in the cold air, but she dident mind. "Pinkies still not speaking to anyone daddy..." Twilight muttered faintly. It was Pinkie who had found their father that fateful morning. Shed wandered into his room, carrying a tray full of his breakfest, smiling broadly. When she noticed his pale face, she screamed, the tray smashing to the floor. She hadent spoken to any of the other girls since. "I cant imagine what she felt..." Twilight sighed. All of the girls were taking their fathers death hard. He wasent old enough to have died of age. They dident understand why he was taken from them... "Twi?" Shy stood over her, wearing her butterfly paterned night gown and hat. Twilight smiled slightly when she saw her childish bunny slippers. "Its late Twi... You need to get some sleep..." she said, softly. Twilight wiped tears from her eyes and stood, smiling. "I know. Thanks sis." The strange little girl attempted to climb the tree once again, in the same shambolic manner it had used the first two attempts. "Curse this body!" It would be a while until the creatures powers restored to their full potential, so it was stuck in this small body for the time being. It dident help that everyone it met along the road to the chapel was so freindly. The creature seemed to feed of negative engergies, so when people were so helpfull to it, it felt extreamly uncomfortable. "I-is somebody there?" A quiet womans voice asked. The girl held her breath, eyes wide, clinging to the tree for her life. The voice had come from the path on the other side. "Ha, its just the wind Shy!" Another voice giggled. The creature frowned. Why were they here at this time? Wasent the old site abandoned still? The creature peered its head around the tree, watching two young women walk away. They were wearing P-J's! It quickly shuffled its way up the tree, perching its small body on a long branch. It continued to watch the women through the leaves like a gargoyle, its eyes following them until they reached a big wooden house. Realisation dawned upon the creature as its eyes darted the small distance between the chapel and the house. These were Celestia and Luna's new preists, ofcource! "Heh, they couldent be as bad as the last ones..." the creature sniggered, sure to keep its voice low this time. It had been a thousand years afterall, the goddesses were bound to have found some replacements. The thing sat in the same position until dawn, never blinking, its eyes always fixed on the house. In this time, it had come up with a plan. Its powers may be limited, but it was still capable of creating some mischief still. Just a little, enough to kick start its energies, then the fun would really begin. The girl grinned to itself when another woman came sprinting out of the house, down the road that ran past her. This woman wasent one of the ones it saw last night. She had cyan blue hair and a small cloth bag was wrapped around her waist. Dash cursed herself for sleeping in too late, again. It was still dark, but the sun was beginning to spread across the sky. It was her duty to make the deliveries each and every morning, no exceptions. As she sprinted her way down the path, a small voice threw her off. "Uhmm, excuse me lady..." "Whoa!" Dash crashed to the floor, the contents of her bag flew everywhere. The apples spilled across the cobbled road, and a little girl stepped foward to pick one up. Dash looked up at her, eyes blazing. The girl was wearing a torn pair of grey shorts and a small set of ruined cloth work overalls over her dirty shirt. Her feet were bare and cut, and her eyes looked sore and tired. The girl lifted the apple to her mouth, munching on it hastily. "Hey! We need to trade with them!" Dash screamed. She instantly regretted shouting at the little girl when she cowered and whimpered. "S-sorry... Im so hungry..." The girl burst into tears and feel to her knees. Dash wasent sure what to do. Never has anyone managed to wander on to the back of cathedrals grounds before, as they were off limits to anyone other than the girls. Dash picked up one of the apples and kneeled down. "Look, uh, im sorry for shouting... Here." Dash offered the apple, smiling. "OOOOOOOW!" The girl clentched her head in pain. The creature had to turn things around before this kindness became unbearable. She looked up at the frowning woman. "Uhh - i meen, thank you...". She took the apple, slowly munching on it this time, and did her best to hide her discomfort when Dash smiled warmly. "Now, do you want to tell me your name?" Dash asked. The creature sighed lightly. This was going to take a while. "She explained that her family had disapeared from her home when she got in" Dash was sitting with Rarity and Shy at the kitchen table. The kid she found said her name was Dizzy, and shed spent the last three days wandering the countryside. "She was desperate for food... Its a good thing i found her when i did." "What did you do with her?" Rarity asked. "Well shes sleeping in my room right now..." The creatures head was pounding. Not only had the women offered her food, drink, and a warm bed for the night, theyd done so whilst asking as many questions as possible and it was forced to answer a sad set of lies, making the women feel even more sorry for her. The creature sat on the edge of the bed, her hands clutched around its small head in pure agony. This whole place irradiated kindness and freindship, but she had to put up with it. It was all part of the plan. The creature reflected on the past couple of days. Crashing in that forest nearly proved deadly. If this girl haddent been so curious, it would have certainly died. Jumping from body to body was like childs play, even in its weak state. What it really missed was its old body, its age old orginal form, but it was sure it would return to it soon. First though, it had a war to start.