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// Chapter Six: Grab the Bull by the Horns: Screw Ball 
// Story: The Elements of Chaos 
// by CroakerGamer 
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When Screw Ball woke up, she was on Discords back with a complementary bag of peanuts in her hoof. He was flying at a decent speed, slow enough and steady enough not to have woken her up. She was still groggy from casting the Elemental Creation spell, then having to teleport through solid ground (or was it ice cream). 
“Ah, I see some pony’s awake. Have a nice nap?” Discord asked.
“Sure did!” Screw Ball replied.
“Well good. We… I mean your going to need that energy to cast the spell again. I’ve taken the liberty to find us… I mean you another donor!” Discord informed her. Screw Ball noticed her father’s choice of words. He was trying his hardest to make her feel like she was the leader now, but it was obvious, even to the filly, that her dad was a born leader. Giving up the crown isn’t going to be easy for him, she thought. 
“Oh, thanks Daddy!” Screw Ball finally replied. “Who is it?”
“A close friend of mine told me about this person. She learned how to be ‘assertive,’ but at the cost of her kindness. I thought if any pony could do that, they would be perfect for an element.”
“It sounds so cruel! It’s perfect! But, Daddy, I thought you were the only one able to change those six pony’s personalities.”
“Hmm, yes, that thought troubled me for a time as well, but it just goes to show how weak those ponies are when they aren’t together.”
Screw Ball took some time to ponder this fact. Discord understood and dropped the conversation. If Screw Ball was to succeed, she would need to separate the fillies so they couldn’t use their Rainbow Spiral attack. If it had stopped Discord and Nightmare Night, it would have no problem effecting a normal unicorn.
“We’re here!” Discord announced. “Passengers, thank you for flying Air Discord. Please use the complementary parachute placed on your backs. We hope you enjoyed your flight and please be safe on your decent.” Discord was right. Screw Ball could feel a parachute now strapped to her torso. Discord vanished into thin air. Screw Ball was now in free fall towards what looked like a maze. She could here a muscular male voice over an intercom projected throughout the maze. Her decent was directed straight for the middle of the maze where a crude stage was place. She read “Hedgeman Center” on a sign near the maze.
With all of her thinking she almost forgot to pull the ripcord. Luckily, she had enough time to launch the chute, but her speed wasn’t slowing down in time for impact. She was going to crash straight into the stage!
“I gotcha!” Discord yelled up to her. He was standing on stage now with his arms wide open. The catch was a little painful on the sore fillies muscles, but she wasn’t going to complain. The fall was fun and the catch was way better than a face full of stage floor.
“Sorry, dear. Next time I’ll be less chaotic, okay?” Discord sounded sincere. There wasn’t a single hint of sarcasm which normally filled his words.
“That was fun,, Daddy! Do it again!” Screw Ball squealed to ensure her dad that everything was fine. With a smile on each of their faces they looked around for the pony they were looking for.  
“Wait a minute. Daddy, you never told me who, or what we’re looking for.”
“Oh, sorry, my little abomination. He’s a Minotaur. Half man, half bull.” Discord explained.
“You’re darn right I am!” It was the same voice Screw Ball had heard earlier. “Hi, I’m Iron Will. Are you tired of being a doormat?” Iron Will asked, not expecting an answer.
Discord replied by morphing into a doormat and saying, “Yes, but that’s not why we’re here.”
Screw couldn’t help but giggle. Iron Will didn’t find it too funny. “You laugh at me?! I wrath at you!” The bull charged at the unicorn. Screw Ball was to intimidated to move. She was paralyzed by the brute force Iron Will had. Discord simply pushed Screw Ball a few inches to the left. 
To Screw Ball’s amassment, Iron Will didn’t redirect his approach and ran right through the foliage walls of the maze. “How… ?” Screw Ball started. 
Discord answer her, “Minotaur’s can’t handle direction change while charging. Another fact, my little abomination, bull’s hate red.” Discord snapped his fingers. A puff of smoke revealed a newly placed sombrero and red cape on Screw Ball. “Have fun! Oh, and don’t forget, be chaotic!” Discord said and flew to the roof of the stage. A bowl of popcorn magically appeared in his lap. Of course, he started eating the bowl.
Focus, Screw Ball thought. Iron Will seems to be easily agitated. The cape seemed a little overkill, but Daddy knows best. Iron Will charged again, “Don’t be shy. Look me in the eye!” Screw Ball remembered the female voice from the Everfree Forest and how she rhymed like Iron Will did. She was too distracted and could barely dodge the charge. Iron Will’s horn snagged at the red cape. “When some pony tries to block. So them that you rock!” 
Screw Ball was feed up with this now. She new there was chaotic magic in her somewhere. She concentrated to find it. She prepped her cape to dodge effectively. Iron Will charged the cape instead of Screw Ball. She moved her cape to reveal an anvil. Iron Will ran head first into the anvil and was knocked out instantly. 
Discord laughed manically, “Hahaha, classic, Screw Ball, classic. Who rocks now Iron Will?” Screw Ball was confused. Had she placed the anvil there? Was chaos different from magic in the sense you don’t need spells? Had Discord simply placed the anvil there? Then there were immediate problems: creating the Element of Hatred and having another elemental donor.
“Daddy, can you get the Element of Kindness?” Screw Ball asked. Discord obliged and held the Element towards Screw Ball. She cast the spell and, once again, Iron Will, the Element of Kindness, and the chunk of Copper from the Diamond Dog’s mine glowed. The metal now shined as if it had been thoroughly cleaned and replaced the gem to create the Element of Hatred. Once again, Screw Ball passed out after the spell was completed.
End of Chapter Six