“SISTER, the front gates have been breached! The castle will be over run in minutes!”
“QUIET! I know, I watched as they killed the guards, they’re taking no prisoners. Luna we must leave, but not right away.”
The room echoed with deafening silence, reverberating throughout the castle, as faint blasts from the outdoors made their debut. Celestia was leaning against the wall, she was weightless, and had lost all ability to carry on from here. Laughs could be hear from outside, sick, twisted maniacal laughs, as blasts of green flew across the sky, and fire blazed across Canterlot.
“Sister… I have no solution to this issue, but I must insist that we act qui-”
“What was that?” Celestia interrupted.
“Pardon, Sister?”
“Who’s laughter is that?”
Celestia and Luna ran to the window, from there they watched in awe as Discord sped across the sky, striking enemies out cold with magic and chaos. However, not a single more that injured, just unconscious.
“What is he doing here!? He’s meant to be looking over our people in the new world! Does he not know of the new weapons the Griffons have!? Their technoqlogy is far too advanced for us! Canons the size of straws! It’s devastating, no magic can combat it!” Celestia yells, with both anger and fear in her voice.
Discord turns to the window and winks at Celestia. Griffons start to fly in at him, surrounding him, and Changlings come from the bottom, trapping him in a circle of enemies.
“HAHA! You think it’ll be so easy to capture me!?” He cackles.
The Griffons raise their machine weapons, and the Changlings begin to charge their magic.
Discord continues to cackle in hysterics at this attempt to intimidate him, he raises his hand and his single fang glimmers with his mischievous smile.
“DISCORD HELP!” yells Celestia as dozens of Changlings burst into the room.
Celestia fires off her magic at them, incinerating many into a purple ash, filling the entrance to the room with violet smoke.
CRASH
SNAP
Trails of smoke emerge from the violet mist as balls of iron and brass rain from the rooms entrance.
Claps of thunder fill the ears of Celestia, as her eyes shut tight from the shock. Eyes still glued shut she feels something warm against her chest. A great weight in her chest, and liquid dripping down her coat.
“NOOOO!” screams Discord in unharmonious agony.
Celestia opens her eyes, and stares at the blood staining her white coat, and the wounds before her.
“L-Luna.” She says.
Luna lay against her sister, littered with blasts from the machines of the Griffons.
Almost unrecognizable from the blasts, face covered in blood, eyeless as the balls of iron had replaced them. He jaw unhinged and dangling by a tendon. Ash and singes riddle her body from the holes left in her.
“Sh-She saved me… Goodness, why!?”
From the mist a figure approaches, initially shadowed by such smoke. A large Griffon, red in colour, uncovers himself from the mist. In his paw a war machine, long, and red like his fur, he raises it at Celestia.
“Goodbye Sun-Bearer, your cosmic tyranny ends now.” Says the Griffon, in a loud pronounced shout. His grip tightens and his finger press against the trigger of his machine-
BAM
“GAHHH!”
Discord grabs his eye in pain, “YOU FOOL! THAT WAS MY FAVORITE OCULAR VIEWING ORGAN!” he yells as he grabs Celestia and
Poof
He vanishes from the room.
Leaving only the Red Griffon, and Luna in the Castle.
“W-Where are you taking me Discord?”
Celestia says, her soft quiet voice rather noticeable in the tunnel of space-time.
“To where I took the others of course. You’ll be safe there.” Discord says calmly, still gripping his eye, blood flowing inconsistently from the wound. “First though, I want to tell you something. To help you. Something I realized when I was in the stone.”
Discord turned towards the wall of the undefined tunnel of space-time.
He emerged in the void, and flew slowly, taking in the vastness of the void. Distant bubbles everywhere, with thousands of little bubbles surrounding them. All linked to-
One
Large
Black
Sphere
“This is void, my darling, and that is the Main Realm. The only un-visit-able realm. You can only leave it upon death, never to re-enter. It is the mother of all realms, yet has no knowledge of them. Ya know, in the void you can always see it, no matter where you look? It’s a little maddening at first but you get used to it.
The realm I sent the ponies to is a good one, not perfect, and certainly not clean, it’s a step down in overall condition and cleanliness, but overall it’s very toughening and well rounded. It’s like going from a school arts and crafts lesson to the mud pit, it’s a bit of getting used to.
The people there are fine, probably more accepting then ours, so maybe they can all learn something. However, I think we can teach them all something to.
But enough of that. Let me tell you about what I think of our world. And now, of theirs.
One can only dream of how many people there are out in this world, and that world. How many people will listen to what you have to say, and actually be there when you need to say it? How when people are there for you, you just keep spilling confessions. Everything around us is just a sticky mess. Everything is glued to the next event, everyone is waiting for the next piece of debris to latch onto, and to be carried off with it, somewhere else. Anywhere else.
Who doesn’t want to be somewhere they’re not. It’s all just so cliché, can anyone really be fully satisfied with what’s given? Because we all want the next thing on our mind, which is rarely in the right place.
Right here, right now, we should just look up, and walk over to the best view we can get of the sky, and just think. Just how lucky we are, that there’s this invisible force gluing us to an Earth so vast and beautiful. Sometimes we just forget about it. But sometimes we also need to focus on the beauties of our lives. The simplistic beauties of love, and happiness, and sorrow, and depression, and of all other emotional comprehensions. Because the beauty of emotion is so vast, and expanding. It drives us to do great things, it’s what keeps us human and bonded to one another. The beauty of hate, and resentment. The beauty of good and evil. It all creates an amazing balance, an incredible equilibrium of an emotional collage that can’t survive the same without all its components.
It’s all very odd.”
“Discord, I don’t know what to think anymore.”
“That’s alright. I’ll do that for now. I can see it’s time for me to calm down a bit and re-organize. I will, but only until you’re on your feet, deal?”
“Deal, Discord.”
Discord smiles at Celestia, and looks out at the Main Realm. And then at the small, grey bubble, where Kit and Rainbow are having Chemistry class… unknowing, uncaring.
If only they knew… Too bad they will know soon… one way… or another…