Evil Always Finds A Way

by Boyzilla

1: Awakening of Darkness

"Thousands of years ago, we were the top! We ruled the land with an iron fist! Pillaging and destroying anything we wished, bringing the land under the boot of our Overlords! The humans were enslaved, the elves were murdered, the dwarfs were our shoe shiners, and the gnomes made good golf balls! But sadly, our Overlords are mortal, and as such when they die many races revolted and made their pathetic kingdoms once again. We waited as usual for another Overlord to take back what is rightfully ours! This cycle continued for many generations.

"Until that wretched goddess ruined it all! Taking advantage of our Overlord's death, the only one that could defeat her, she then banished all the current sentient being to other dimensions, leaving us minions in the rock, with no more candidates for an Overlord! Now the land, is peaceful, with green fields and flocking bunnies, with the new ruling species to be horses. It's disgusting, it's all hideous! Those filthy horses believe themselves to be 'The first sentient species' ha, bunch of that human radish sauce they are! At least the gnomes are gone, probably burning in a abyss!"

"We minions delved deep into our home of the Netherworld, desperately trying to survive for what the Goddess did. Some of us went to look for anymore masters, some of us went to find anything to bring the humans back so we could have an Overlord, and some of us just stunk to the low hells so I just sent to off for the time being!"

"But now, we've found one! One of the humans the ugly female goddess tried to banish! Frozen deep in an icy prison. The Goddess tried to stop us, she tried to keep the land filled with her disgusting colorful creatures! But unfortunately for her, and all her attempts, she failed.

Deep down within the frozen wastelands of north Alicornia, a creature, bipedal, gray in color and hunched over while wearing a black coat with a lamp attached. Walked along a dugout up tunnel with four other creatures like itself, one with brown, skinny yet with muscle and yellow glowing eyes. Another was red, skinny as well, and had ram horns growing from the back of it's head. Yet another was blue, with fins growing out of it's head. And the last was green, and he smelled... a lot.

"So, you've found us one eh? A potential master?" The gray one said.

"Yes, yes! A masta for us!" The brown was yelled in response.

"I shall be the judge of that dimwit! Mmh... " The gray creature rubbed it's chin, looking through the glacier that held a frozen human child.

"We'll train the boy in the ways of darkness, cut him out of the Ice! And be careful! I don't want out last hope for evil ruined by your stupidity!"

The four creatures, along with a few addition brown ones. Cut around the boy in the ice, then lifted the frozen child onto a wagon before pulling it down a tunnel way, deeper, and deeper they went. Before they arrived at a giant underground complex, with lava spilling over edges, and a huge metal and obsidian tower in the middle of it all.

They brought the frozen child into a chamber, and lifted him off the wagon onto a steel circle.

"Fire up the Dragon!"

"Run!" A man cried out, before suddenly disappearing in a flash of light.

A nine year old human child ran as fast as his legs could carry him, all around other humans, family, friends, strangers, disappeared from existence. Human creations tumbled into ruins, buried into the earth. The land started to become colder and colder, and snow started to fall.

It was basically the end of the world.

The child slipped, and tumbled down into a nearby lake, unable to swim he sunk deeper into the dark freezing cold water...

The next thing he knew, he was in a warm, rocky, place. On a dusty, yet comfortable bed, being stared at by a goblin-like creature.

"A little scrawny and small, but we'll fix that. How are you feeling sire?" It asked him.

The boy opened his mouth to ask a question, but found himself unable to use his voice, his throat ached in dryness.

"Oh yes, sorry sire. Being frozen for so long must have given you quite the thirst. You!" He pointed at a brown creature. "Go get some water for the young master!"

"Yes, I get what masta needs!" The brown one yelled in excitement before running off.

The gray one turned to the boy, giving a mock bow. "Now sire, allow me to introduce myself. I am Gnarl, minion master, and devoted servant of darkness. You've been asleep for a very long time, I have to say, three thousand years since humanity disappeared."

The boys eyes widened in shock, since humanity disappeared!? Where did his kind go? What's been happening? What did happen? Why? And where exactly is he now? And what's a minion?

"You probably have a lot of questions sire, all which I will give you in time. Now where is that bag of pissed mutton!" Gnarl yelled in anger and annoyance.

Right on cue, the brown creature- minion, appeared with a bucket of water. It handed it over to the boy. "For you!" It said.

The boy drank, more like gulped, the water down. After a few minutes, all the water was gone. And the boy looked to the minion master.

"What happened to everyone?" He asked, he suddenly realized his voice seemed to be... darker, since he last recalled.

"That blasted Goddess happened that's what! Your kind mostly thinks gods and goddess protect you! Ha, the only thing they care about is their petty 'perfections'. The Goddess banished your kind from this realm, it's also her fault you've been frozen, now everything you knew and loved is dead and gone! Her colorful 'wonderious' 'fantastic' 'perfect' ponies now rule the land, spitting on everything that the other races worked hard on." Gnarl explained.

The boy, after realizing that his whole kind was gone, all his loved ones gone, cried. Gnarl saw this, and even through it disgusted him, he'll have to bear with it as the boy would need a proper, evil education.

"Sire, we can get them back! But we have to beat the goddess first for all she did! But in order to beat her we need to beat her creations, and in order to do that, we need a leader, we need a Overlord!"

"Me? But, I can't do all that!" The boy complained.

"Don't worry sire, I'll teach you the ropes, your grow strong, tall, and proud. I'll give you a proper evil upbringing. Then we can show those disgusting vermin horses who's top! Oh, pardon my manners sire, I never got your name." Gnarl said.

"My name... my name is... Discord, yeah, Discord is my name." Discord said.

The servant of darkness rubbed his hand against his chin, saying "Mmh, Discord... Chaos, disharmony, disorder, yes it's a perfect name for one such as yourself!" Gnarl went over to a box, and grabbed a steel metal gauntlet, with a yellow gem on that wrist part of it.

"Put this on sire, this is your minion gauntlet, it's standard armor for any Overlord or Overlord-in-training. Don't worry, the armor will adjust to your size." Discord put the gauntlet on his left arm. The gem glowed with dark, yellow, energy. And the Overlord-in-training felt a powerful surge of energy go through him.

"Now, follow me young master, there is much for you to learn." Gnarl walked through the door, Discord following him. The minion master stepped on a rock that was magically afloat. Discord stopped before stepping on it, unsure if it was safe.

"Don't worry master, it is perfectly safe for your magnificent." Trusting his word, Discord stepped on. The rock suddenly jerked forward, but Discord kept his balance.

'Good, good. Balance will help him in combat.' Gnarl thought as he looked toward the young Overlord-in-training.

When they arrived at the main tower, a giant obsidian construct in the middle of a sea of lava, sharp rocks protruding outward in a appearance of fear and darkness. Both Gnarl and Discord stepped off the rock transport, and following Gnarl, his made his way into a large corridor room.

"This is your throne room sire, sadly the Nether tower is in a sort of disrepair due to the earthquakes that happened with that blasted goddess reshaped the landscape. Now, that sire, is the throne seat itself, it does more than look evil. The seat is magically and will allow you to teleport anywhere you desire, so long as we got a Nethergate set up." Gnarl explained.

"Nethergate?" the young Overlord questioned.

"Ah yes, a Nethergate is a teleporter that uses tunnel networks Grubby builds. They all lead to this place, the Netherworld. The Nethergate can also heal you and restore your mana, or magical reserves if you wish to know. The Throne also informs you of recent news, and events." He turned toward another direction. "Follow me sire, we'll have to begin your lessons on controlling minions."

"Okay." Discord said, following the minion master down a staircase.

In a lighted open caved area, the minion master and young Overlord walked within. Gnarl stood over to the side, and looked out seeing a pack of large rats.

"Ugh, disgusting filth! But they will have to do. Master Discord, it's time you learn of your minions." He stood next to a burrow that spiked up from the brown, looking like a sort of mini black claw. "This is your minion gate, with it you can summon minions to do your bidding. Sadly, we only got browns, when you get older you'll have to find the other minion hives to have the other three."

"Browns?" The young Overlord questioned.

"Yes, sire. Browns are your main fighters, your frontal forces! They are very loyal and will do anything they can for you, even sacrifice themselves for your leisure. Browns are stupid, but they're smart enough to pick up any item to use it as a weapon, and will return anything of value to your majestic
figure." Gnarl Explained.

"Now to summon them out of this Brown gate, then point your gauntlet toward the gate, and will them out of it! Currently, since your a in-training Overlord, you can only have ten, unfortunately we only have five at the moment."

Discord raised his left arm, his gauntlet aimed toward the gate. And with a brief thought of summoning a minion, the minion appeared out of the gate. "For the masta!"

Once the young human Overlord had all five minions behind him. He looked to Gnarl for instruction.

"Your a natural, now see those sack of meat rats over there? Order your minions to attack them! You don't have to speak, you can think it to them. But sometimes, speaking commands in a dark, malicious voice, makes it sound all to evil."

Discord pointed toward them and commanded "Attack!" Instantly the minions charged towards the rats screaming.

"Yah!"
"For the masta!"
"For the Overlord!"
"Fur-balls die!"
"Rat legs!"

The brown minions beat on the rats, pummeling them with their wooden clubs until the rats were beaten to the ground, bloodied and dead as can be. Discord grinned, he was liking this, he felt so powerful! So great! So, evil! The minions then returned with white magical orbs in their hands, the orbs then transferred to his gauntlet making a feeling pass over him, which made him shiver.

"Don't worry sire, your get used to absorbing life-force, all Overlords do." Gnarl commented.

"Life-force?" Discord questioned.

"Life-force is the life energy of all living things, when an Overlord is near the life-force can be gathered to create more minions! More minions means more bashing! And some other things that you will learn. Life-force comes in four colors, just like there is four minion types. Brown for Browns, Blue for Blues, Green for Greens, and Red for Reds!"

Discord nodded and said. "What will we meet up in the new land up there?"

Gnarl replied "Well, we'll meet those flesh bag horses for sure! I believe there are four types of them! Earth ponies, Pegasus, and horned unicorn freaks! Then they is the worst, the 'Alicorn' which is all three of them combined! They are tougher but they mostly reside in the big cities, believing they are the 'top of the world'. We'll make them feel like the animals they are soon enough my lord! Oh, just saying all these things to you makes my heart have good ole bad joy! I can't wait until your older, the land will quake in fear once again!"

'Revenge against them all for what they did! I'll make them all pay!' Discord thought, righting his gauntlet's grip.

"Now, simply point toward the brown gate to put the minions back! Then we can start your own combat training, I believe we got a training ax around here somewhere."

"And so, our new Overlord and master was trained in the ways of darkness! And soon, when he reaches six-teen, we will show ourselves to the vile peaceful world and make them bow before us once again!"

After all, Evil always finds a way.