P.A.R.T.

by Angels


Corruption


Seattle city hall


[Several blocks south of city hall.]

"Please remain behind the line! This area is restricted!" The voice boomed from the megaphone held by the policeman. He had been repeating this for the last six hours, and even he didn't fully know what was going on. His best guess was that this was either a training exercise, or a really, really big prank. The people were packed right up against the roadblocks trying to get a glimpse of the...thing that had fallen out of the sky. Everyone was bewildered by the utter randomness that had sprouted throughout the city, but this was Seattle. Weird stuff happened. This was just a little weirder.

"You there! Stay back!" A young man had vaulted the cement roadblock, and was now facing the mass of people.

" Begin operation organized chaos!" These words must have been a code of some sort, because almost instantly, about one third of the crowd rushed the few policemen standing guard. They took them completely by surprise, quickly stampeding to the city hall. Other groups joined them, merging on from other blockades. They reached the building, marveling at the change in appearance. They were so busy looking up that they missed the small army of riot control soldiers until they slammed into them. The group began fighting back, but it quickly became clear that they were not going to win.


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Discord was doing a dance, far above the puny humans below. He paused when he noticed the commotion. After squinting, he realized that a group of the humans were fighting their own kind. He couldn't resist.

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The riot control squad was doing its job quite well. The stampede was unexpected, but that didn't stop them from holding them back. They were nearly done, when the monster soared down to the soap-covered cement.

"Oh, don't stop! Please, continue!" It leaned back onto a now-existent couch, eating from a sudden bowl of popcorn.

"Freeze! Do not move!" The squad leader trained his pistol on the creature. "State your purpose!"

It laughed. "Why, to have fun, of course!" He snapped his talons, and the gun was a candy bar. "See? Fun!"

"State your intentions now-" He was cut off by one of the civilians. "All hail the mighty King of Chaos!"

Discord turned. "Hmm? What's this?" The remaining civilians were kneeling, heads bowed to him. "For me? How nice!" He rose from his seat, striding over to the humans. Every soldier now had their gun on him, ready to fire.

"Hello. What is your name?" The human quivered slightly.

"U-um, Nigel, sir."

"Well, Nigel, what are you doing?"

"Respecting the King, sir."

Discord laughed. "So I'm your king? Sombra would beg to differ, but anyway! I accept! And as my first act as king, I make you my personal person!" With a cackle, Discord leaned down, placing a single talon on Nigel's head. He looked up and was transfixed by the hypnotizing eyes. "And your duties are to build me an army. An army of loyal minions."

Slowly, Nigel stood up. He turned around.

"You will join us. You will feel the power of Discord!"

He grabbed the nearest human, clutching his face. With a scream, he crumpled to the ground, only to rise moments later, eyes empty of emotion.

"You will join us. You will feel the power of Discord!"