//------------------------------// // The Doom of Chaos // Story: The collapse of the universe // by KRissCHu573 //------------------------------// The collapse of the universe Chapter 10: The Doom of Chaos “Why hello there everypony! I trust all is well?” Discord said. “What do you want filth?!” Celestia huffed, with and angry look on her face. “Two things to be exact.” He raised two of the fingers on his lion arm. “First, a certain purple item from that library. Second, an apology.” He continued. “Apology for what?” Rainbow Dash asked with disgust in her tone. “An apology for stealing from me. I really…dislike thieves!” The spirit of chaos said, as his face went from a smug smirk, to a grim expression. He stretched his eagle arm forward and Shaco felt how his entire body became pressured to the ground. The draconicus tightened his hand to a fist, and the jester sunk into the ground. “Now, my infestamare if you please.” The eagle arm rested on his hip, as the lion one reached out its palm. The next moment the supposedly dead dagger winged pegasus appeared from behind the spirit of chaos, and swiped to stab him. Discord quickly turned around, and hit him in the rib cage, tossing the demon jester at the grouped up ponies. Right before he crashed into the building, he was caught in a magical field made by the three unicorns and the alicorn. “A decent attempt, but not good enough.” The chaos god said with a somewhat bored tone, and continued. “For the last time, give me Twilight Sparkle.” Celestia bit her lip, the three mares next to her put on worried expressions. Discord began to laugh from that sight. He closed his eyes, raised his arms into the air, and his voice echoed throughout Ponyville. That ceased in an instant, when a purple crow rammed in his face, knocking him on the ground. He got up, shook his head, and when he turned his gaze at the gathering, both him and the equestrians looked with surprise at the scarecrow, which bore an annoyed look, as another crow stood atop of his right hoof. The filly and the jester had taken on battle ready positions. Then the scarecrow spoke. “You want Twilight Sparkle? Who’s stopping you from getting her?” With that, the princess and her subjects too stood up battle ready. “That so?” The spirit of chaos spread his legs, stomped the ground, magic began to reap from his arms, as he said. “Come on clown, let’s see what you’ve got!” -- The champions were getting swarmed by the zerg, while dodging the shots coming from either the mantalisks, Fluttershy or Chrysalis. A dozen of the zerglings split from the main pack, curbed and transformed into green cocoons. “Oh no!” Klastanar gasped when he saw those. In a few seconds the cocoons popped, and green, round, bubbly beetles, with two sets of jaws. It took them a few more seconds to adjust to their new bodies. Then they focused on the champions, and began to roll at them. “Don’t let the banelings near you! Those are living acid bombs!” The protoss yelled. Nocturne threw a dusk bringer, snatching one. Mordekaiser stomped the ground. Metal maces appeared from the ground, and disabled five banelings. Hecarim summoned his onslaught of shadows. A herd of ghostly centaurs devastated the rest of the bombs. After dodging another blast from the infested pegasus and changeling, the Living nightmare shouted to the zealot. “Can’t you do something about those two?!” “If you can get me close, maybe I can.” He replied, and stabbed the head of a roach. “Close eh?” Nocturne said, as he sliced the surrounding him wolflings. “Hey Hecarim!” He shouted. When the Shadow of war turned around, the darkling continued. “How good’s your aim?” “Good enough not to get myself in the baron.” The ghostly centaur replied. The nightmare unleashed paranoia on the infested on the battlefield, clouding their senses. Then he flew through the mass, next to the Master of metal. “Me and you are going to distract those two, which are chucking force at us. Got it?” He told him. The armored unicorn nodded. While the paranoia was still in effect, Nocturne flew to Hecarim. “Now, while those two flying up there aren’t looking, you toss that gold wearing guy at them.” He instructed the half pony, who also nodded. The paranoia passed, then Chrysalis and Fluttershy searched for their targets. Mordekaiser and Nocturne appeared in their line of sight. The two infested mares began their assault. Strangely, the two grounded beings, were dodging without running. Behind them, the Shadow of war grabbed Klastanar, charged a bit, and threw the protoss at them. Not noticing that, the pegasus and the changeling felt, how someone grabbed their heads. In the next moment, their minds went blank, and the two began to fall to the ground. The zealot grabbed them, and landed in between the three champions. “Ok, now that that is done with, can we find Rengar and get out of here, because I don’t think we can hold these bastards any longer.” Mordekaiser grunted. Their attention was caught by a loud roar in the distance. “Oh no…” Klastanar gasped. “What in blazes is it now?!” Nocturne shouted. A large portion of trees broke down, and a gigantic creature, probably twice the size of an Ursa Major. Its legs were like spiked stone trees. The head was like the V shaped sail of an enormous ship, with two small side jaws, next to a jaw with mashing teeth. On the front of its body were two sets of limbs with large scythe like bones. The head and the rest of the body were armored with a thick bone covering. “An ultralisk…” The protoss barely uttered, before the creature unleashed another loud roar. Nocturne quickly picked up the two knocked out infested mares, and put them on Hecarim’s back. “Everyone, after me!” The nightmare ordered but when he glided several inches, a baneling unburrowed, and exploded on him. The darkling’s blades, armor and skin were melted, as he dropped on the ground groaning in pain. The champions stood witness to a bleeding husk of showing bare muscle and tissue. Klastanar picked him up, put the nightmare next to Chrysalis and Fluttershy, and yelled to his companions. “RUN!” -- Shaco was rammed into a nearby house. Applejack and Rarity ran, dodging the blasts of magic Discord shot at them. Rainbow Dash flew around him, creating a tornado of color. The orange mare and the recovered jester pegasus charged at the spirit of chaos. The draconiquus yawned. He reached his lion arm, grabbed the cyan mare, and using her own thrust he tossed her at the charging ponies. The white mare tried to shoot at him with a spell she once learned from Twilight Sparkle, so she could defend herself. Discord created a shield barrier, which protected him from the projectiles. Then he got into a spin, and threw a pie at her. The unicorn squealed as the pastry hit her in the face, and toppled her. In the next moment, the cream from the pie hardened, shackling her to the ground. Celestia charged her horn, and fired a beam of light orange energy at the spirit of chaos. He just put on a smug smile, and took a step to the left, as the beam just flew by him, decimating the house of Lira and Bon Bon. She puffed steam from her nostrils. Then she dug a small hole with her right, front hoof, and rushed to impale the draconiquus with her horn. A shadow appeared behind him. Fiddlesticks sliced at the chaos god with his scythe arm. Right before the two lethal strikes, Discord flipped left, grabbed Celestia’s neck, thrusting her at the other attacker, and spanked her flank before she impaled the chest of the scarecrow. The two fell, digging a shallow channel in the ground. Applejack charged in attempt to buck the spirit of chaos. But instead of what she planned, he flickered his eagle fingers, and the farm pony flew into the air. Rainbow Dash boomed in flight to rescue her friend. The pegasus caught the orange pony. “Thanks Dash.” AJ said as she panted away the sudden startle. Discord raised his arms. Just as the two glided in the sky, the cyan flyer smashed them into a tall rock pillar, which appeared out of nowhere. Shaco shook his head in attempt to regain his vision. Just when he accomplished it, the two mares fell on top of him. Annie bombarded the chaotic being with fireballs, which he dodged one after another. While he was distracted, the alicorn stood up, raising the hay bag creature up with ease. The princess lowered her head, letting him slide off her horn, and then apologized. “Sorry for that.” The scarecrow regained his stability and replied. “No problem. Better impaled than chopped in two. Ugh…Darius.” He shivered as he uttered the name. The only thing he got in response was a puzzled look. Four purple crows flew out of the hole in his chest. They flew directly at the spirit of chaos, followed by the Harbinger of doom. Discord dodged yet another fireball, when the crows descended upon him. He grabbed two, and smashed them into the others, as the scythe arm swung for him. The draconiquus grabbed, then pulled the arm, making Fiddlesticks bend over, and nailed him to the ground with an elbow hit in the back. Celestia charged another spell, but Discord flashed next to her. Grabbed her horn and neck, and threw her at the library. The sun goddess hit her head in the wall, getting knocked out cold. Annie summoned Tibbers, and the two charged at him. He whirled, hitting both of them with his lion arm. The hit tossed them in the air. Tibbers rammed in the “Sugar cube corner”, softening the crash for the little filly, which landed on his belly. A large wooden plank dropped down, trapping them. The bear was out cold, and the girl tried to break free, with no success. “Annie!” Fiddlesticks yelled. He put on an angry expression, quickly got up, and began slashing at Discord. The spirit of chaos just side stepped backwards, with a smug smile on his face, as the anger crazed scarecrow sliced and diced at him. After a few dozen attempts, the draconiquus got bored, and took a punch at Fiddlesticks. His eagle arm got stuck inside the hole Celestia had made, and in the next moment the Harbinger of doom was rammed into the pillar from earlier. At that point he could barely move. “Now how about you stay down.” Discord said. Groaning, the scarecrow reached his hoof, touched the Eye of the night on the draconiquus’ neck, and started to drain some of its power. “Oh no you don’t.” The spirit of chaos said. Then he tightened his grip inside the scarecrow. Fiddlesticks shouted in pain, as the body made from sticks and hay bags exploded, scattering all around. Discord was now holding the humanoid spirit of the Harbinger of doom. With another groan, the ghost looked up at the mash up of creatures, put in a single body, and reached at him, managing to sap out some more of his power. “Pathetic.” The spirit of chaos said with a bored look. Magic burned from his eagle arm, straight into the ghost before him. With a last yell of pain, the Harbinger fell on the ground, when Discord removed his arm from the ghostly body. Annie’s eyes filled with tears, when she saw that. The filly bucked harder to get out. The draconiquus turned towards the library, and slowly walked in that direction. He rubbed his hands, and smugly said. “Now Cely, let’s see if the Eye of the night works as good on you, as it did on Luna.” But just when he checked his neck for it, nothing was there, but his fur. Shocked, the spirit of chaos began to search himself for the jewel. A quiet chuckle was heard behind him. “Looking for this?” Discord turned around, and saw the green spirit, with the Eye of the night, hanging from his finger. Bearing a creepy smile, the scarecrow tossed the necklace, and the chaotic god grabbed it. “You got lots of power, but now I got some of it.” The scarecrow burst into laugh, and stretched his arms down. Some kind of silverfish metal came from the ground, and began to cover Fiddlesticks, making a muscular humanoid body. His eye color shifted from green to red. Then the metal scarecrow looked to his left. A thin rocky pillar, in the shape of a stick, grew from the ground. When it was about the height of its summoner, a diamond scythe blade came from the top of it. The Harbinger of doom grabbed and tore it from the ground. Discord put a finger on his chin and spoke. “Hmm, impressive display. But…” The draconiquus spread his hands, and magic began to reap from them. Two houses got picked up from the ground with a magical aura. Then the caster slapped his hands together. The two buildings smashed in to the scarecrow. A giant cloud of dust blocked any vision. “And that’s that.” The spirit of chaos brushed his hands together, and grinned proudly right in front of the cloud. All of a sudden a metal punch appeared from the dust, hit Discord square in the face, nailing him to the ground. The god bounced off the ground. The Harbinger of doom knocked on his head, and spoke after the sound of metal hitting metal. “Mercury, sturdy stuff versus magic.” The draconiquus rubbed the place, where the punch landed, due to his immortality, it healed quickly. “Why you…” He muttered, but when he looked up Fiddlesticks pierced his throat from underneath with the scythe, bended down to eye level with his victim, began to drain yet more of his power, while infusing his head with fear, and spoke slowly. “You may be the spirit of chaos…but I’m the Harbinger of DOOM bitch!” He grabbed the rock handle at the base, got up, and yanked the creature stuck on the blade. Discord’s head split in two, he was tossed like a dirty rag. After a few bounces from the ground, the head of the chaos god healed. He stumbled a bit. Almost instantaneously, the diamond scythe cut his left ribcage. He yelled in pain. Next, the blade was shoved at the base of his neck, then slid down his entire spine. The draconiquus dropped on the ground. As he healed Fiddlesticks came atop of him, and started to drain him yet again, while infusing him with fear. Discord flipped on his back, and looked up the feasting from him metal creature. The Harbinger of doom began laughing yet again. The metal on his back tore open, and thousands of red crows exploded from it. Now bearing a frightened look on his face, the god attempted to run, but the scythe sunk in his skull, and ripped it open. Blood and brains spilled around. When it healed, the spirit of chaos flew into the air. Several hundred of the crows grabbed hold of their master, and flew after their prey, and the others began to tear flesh from Discord. He grabbed a crow after crow, and threw them away, but for each one removed, a dozen more swarmed him. As he fought the flock, the deadly familiar scythe pieced his throat sideways, and pulled him out. All of the birds let go of their master, and attacked the target. Fiddlesticks raised the weapon, with the chaotic being still stuck on it, span it above his head, and threw the now looking like a rag doll creature to the ground. As he fell, the draconiquus received several punches, slashes and lots of puncture wounds from the crows. At the end he looked like a torn cloth. Fiddlesticks lifted the scythe, and hit Discord’s head with the dull end of the weapon. The two fell through the air, probably as fast as Rainbow Dash in some of her stunts. Celestia just came to. The princess used her magic to break Rarity’s bindings. Then she flew over to the little filly, and lifted the heavy plank from her, with a magical aura. “What happened? Where are Fiddlesticks and Discord?” The goddess of the sun asked. Annie rubbed her eyes and sniffed before replying. “That monster guy did something to uncle Fiddle, and destroyed his body, but he drained some of the chaosy thing’s power, and became metal. Then the two flew up in the sky.” Celestia put on a dumbfounded look. Just as she was about to say something of the sort that that is impossible, when something fell out of the sky, and made a big crater in the ground. The two ran up to examine it. Discord flew out of the dust, followed by a giant flock of red crows. The metal Fiddlesticks ran after him. The birds had the screaming spirit of chaos pinned to the ground. Once their master got close they dispersed. The scarecrow stabbed him in the heart, and threw his aside. All this time he had infused the already unstable mind of Discord with fear. With a crazed expression he was about to continue his carnage on the immortal being. He raised his scythe yet again, but was stopped by a quiet *thud* sound. He looked down, and his red glance saw Annie hugging his ankle, with watered eyes. His maniacal face settled. The scarecrow shouted at the sky. All of the crows flew up, dove back down, and poured in the hole on his back. Afterwards it closed. The metal covering, and the scythe slid off, got sucked into the earth, and left only the green spirit. His eyes returned to their previous coloring. When that ended, he collapsed, but the filly caught him on her back. However he managed to raise his head, and gave the spirit of chaos a cold glare. From that, Discord squealed and hid behind Celestia. After a minute he met her gaze. Then she kicked him straight in the head, knocking him out cold. “What exactly did you do to him?” The princess asked the scarecrow. “Destroyed every last bit of sanity, and in its place left a memory of terror and pain – my face.” Was the reply. Fiddlesticks got up, dusted himself, and spoke again. “At this point he should be harmless, but I’m not a hundred percent sure, so I trust you’ll keep him on a short leash. Sorry for making you worry squirt.” He ruffled the filly’s mane. Then, with a great big smile, she jumped, and brought him down in a hug. The two burst into giggles. As strange as it was, the sight brought a smile on Celestia’s face. Everypony else had already come to, and gathered to them. It was a nice *dawww* moment, but it quickly ended when Applejack looked up in the sky, and gasped. “What’n tarnation’s that?!” Everypony looked up, and put on a dumbfounded look, with open jaws, as they saw giant ships with different shapes flying above their heads. There were three gray ones, in the shape of drills, and had humongous crystals as tips. They were led by a ship, which was probably as big as the others. It had somewhat of a V shape, and looked like a big bee hive with orange energy thrusters. The Harbinger of doom and Annie looked at each other with surprise. Then the spirit shifted his eyes to the princess of the sun, pointed at the sky and said. “For the record, those are not ours.” -- Slashes, kicks, punches and bites were exchanged in the middle of the dark. Both Rengar and Kha’Zix were panting from exhaustion. The Voidreaver growled. “What? You thought I was gonna give that easily?” The Pridestalker taunted him. The bug like creature roared and disappeared in thin air. The hunter listened, and sniffed around. All of a sudden his nemesis leaped at him from behind. Without a seconds notice, Rengar whirled, punching his attacker away with his left hand, puncturing his side with the claws on the opposite side of his wrist. Kha’Zix hit the wall of the dark sphere which surrounded them. Next to him was the unlucky zergling which was scratching for an exit without any success. A purple liquid dripped from his wound. The sounds of the pony sized creature annoyed the hell out of him. “Come on! That the best you got? You’ll turn out to be nothing more than base prey!” The Pridestalke shouted at him. “Oh…I’ll give you base prey.” The bug muttered with an angry grin on his face. The Voidreaver got up. He turned to the struggling zergling, lifted a scythe claw, and stabbed the creature in its back. It struggled for a bit, before the other claw crabbed its neck, and tore off the head along with the spine. Blood poured on the floor. Zix threw the body away, and swallowed the head and spine whole. His gut began to growl. A sudden sensation of pain made him put his arms around it, and groan. The bug looked up, took a quick glance at Rengar, and started laughing maniacally. That quickly ended as the groans returned. The Pridestalker was very confused. The quickly spreading zerg virus, combined with Zix’s natural DNA absorbing abilities hastened the infestation. Two jaws grew on the sides of his mouth, covering it like a mask. Another set of limbs with scythe claws grew under his current one. Strange green liquid began to drip from all four claws. His cone spikes fell off on the ground. The green liquid poured from the holes they left. In a moment, other spikes replaced them. These ones had an arrow like head, and several levels of small spines on them. Two apendages with bone tips appeared on his back. Then he grew somewhat larger, and got covered with a more brownish bone armor. With the transformation over he dropped on the ground, and began panting. Rengar was stunned from the sudden change, and his fingers flinched for a moment. Right then, Kha'Zix got up, and roared at him. With that, something primal unlocked inside of the cat. Not letting himself go behind, he returned with a roar of his own, as the two charged at eachother. The Voidreaver fired his spines. The Pridestalker jumped to dodge them, and readied his claws and dagger to impale his nemesis. But the upper set of claws parried. The hunter pushed with his arms, in order to break the parry. Then the lower claws were about to snap in a slicing hug. Rengar dropped on his back, and kicked Kha’Zix’s gut with both his legs. The bug was disorientated for a moment. The cat jumped on his back, and caught his appendages. Just when he was about to deliver a final blow with his dagger, the coverings of the Voidreaver’s wings opened, throwing the hunter off. When he got up, the bug kicked him. He was tossed a meter by the hit. He shook his head. Kha’Zix fired another wave of spines. The Pridestalker had no time to jump so he dodged them as they came. One, however, hit his eye patch, and tore it off, leaving him with half his vision. Rengar vanished. The Voidreaver began to look and listen around. The hunter emerged from behind him, threw his rope, and jumped over his prey. The bug though that his attacker came from behind, due to the sound of the thrown rope, so he turned around and fired again with his spines. Nothing was hit. Then with confusion, he took a turning step and faced Rengar, who made an angle slice on Kha’Zix’s chest, cutting off the two new limbs. Purple liquid began to pour out of the cut, and the bug kneeled on the floor. The Pridestalker grabbed him by the neck, and prepared to cut his head off. But stopped in the last moment. “No. If I am to kill you, it will be for all of Valoran to see. Not on some alien world.” The hunter said. His target only managed to laugh mockingly, before he was delivered a punch, which knocked him out cold. Rengar picked up, and put on his eye patch. Then the sphere disappeared. He was surrounded by a pack of zerglings and wolflings, several roaches and an infested hydra. The Pridestalker grinned, tightening the grip on his dagger. Some of the light units jumped at him. When they were but an arm’s length from him, he gave out a roar which pushed them away. Then the hunter leaped onto his new prey. -- Klastanar, the champions and their live cargo got trapped at the base of a mountain by the chasing ultralisk, roaches and both kinds of lings. “No place left for us to run.” Mordekaiser said. “If I am to fall, I will do so, in battle!” The zealot activated his energy blades, and charged at the gigantic creature, which led the assault. “EN TARO TASSADAR!” He yelled. Just as he was about to make contact, a beam of blue energy dropped from the sky, piercing the ultralisk’s head. The giant mass dropped, leaving a crater. The shockwave from that fall uprooted a few acres of trees around them. Then above their heads came three prismatic flying vessels, which transformed and were stationed on one place. From underneath them several creatures materialized. Zealots like Klastanar himself, tall gray spiderlike beings, and strange golden machines with energy bubbles on their backs. All began to fight off the zerg. The protoss, who had been with the champions looked up to the sky, and saw three void rays. But recognizing the ship that was leading them brought words of surprise from him. “The Executor has arrived…” Two other zealots warped in, and went to check on them. “En Taro Tassadar Captain.” They greeted him, and bowed. Klastanar returned the greeting, and instructed them. “The red being on the larger one’s back encountered a baneling, he needs immediate stabilizing.” They nodded and went to get Nocturne. The zealot got another protoss, telling him that they need to be transported to a nearby populace. As he got the details on that done, Hecarim saw something coming from the forest. When the figure closed in he recognized Rengar. His bone-tooth necklace had several new additions. Tied with a rope, he carried an infested hydra’s head on his back. In on his left shoulder was Kha’Zix. The hunter bore a proud grin. When he got to them the centaur asked. “What happened? Did you get what you wanted?” “No. I will kill him for all of Valoran to see, not here. But I am not returning without souvenirs.” He replied with a chuckle.