//------------------------------// // Night Wolfe // Story: Night Wolfe, son of Discord // by wolf smith //------------------------------// Night Wolfe By: Caelan Smith and Dark Gold Thundering booms echoing through the night, silent whispers through the halls of the kingdom, silent whistles of the gusting winds, threatening to chill the guards of the dark kingdom that belongs to Nightmare Moon. In the beginning, it had started off as a simple fling, a simple night with the father of chaos. But now, nine months later, it had become something much more. As for the holder of secrets, keeper of spies, stood the Queen of the night herself, Nightmare Moon. Her mane was hidden well under the tattered cloth of her cloak. Her dark coat hidden well as she raced down the halls, shattering the silence with the rumble of her hooves as she made her exit, a bundle hidden well on her side, a bundle containing the child of chaos. The bundle of the night, a young colt. The colt was a bluish-gray with a long black mane and he had emerald green eyes. He was an alicorn, one of only a few to be born. He had the powers of the night and the power of chaos, but he wouldn’t know how powerful he truly was until much later in his life. Queen Celestia knew of this birth and when she defeated both Nightmare Moon and Discord, she took the young colt and hid it away from the world. Celestia raised the young colt and gave him a name, but she knew if Discord ever broke free all hell would break loose. Celestia named this young colt Night Wolfe, after his coat, which resembled the night, and his tail, which look like that of a wolf. As Night grew, he started to live on his own in a house in the Everfree Forest, though not without restriction. Celestia wanted to keep him from the rest of the world, knowing that very few ponies would dare to go into the cursed wood. Whenever he left his home, he would be covered head to hoof, hiding his alicorn features from everypony, lest they see his alicon heritage and question his origins. As he grew into his magic, he began to study it. Though he was an alicorn, and would one day grow to be powerful indeed, at the time he met with limited success, but this did not stop him from his studies. 1,000 years later the young colt learned about his past, about how he was the son of chaos and the son of the night. Celestia gave Night bits and pieces of information about his father, the embodiment of chaos. Night, who had no real idea who the god of chaos was, took every opportunity to learn about him, and was elated to finally find an old forgotten book on his father. It was from this book he first learned the name of his father, Discord. He also learned about his mother, Nightmare Moon, and her plan to take revenge for her imprisonment on the moon. Knowing of his mother’s plan, Night attempted to help her, but Celestia found out about this, and imprisoned the colt. The years passed, and the colt grew into a young stallion. As he began to mature, Night felt his power begin to grow deep inside of him, finally beginning to to surface. Little did he know, but very soon a new force would rise to take revenge on Celestia and Luna, his father Discord.Even entombed in stone, Discord retained some of his power, and was attempting to contact his son so he could rescue him from his granite prison, however; Celestia predicted this and blocked most of discords magic, and shielded Night farther. Most, but not all. Night heard the call of chaos, and followed it to the castle gardens to find his father encased in stone. He felt his blood boil when he saw his father, the embodiment of all chaos, helpless inside his stony state. What rankled him the most was the fact that there was nothing he could do to change it. “What have these ponies done to you father?” Night lamented as he wept at his father’s still feet. Night looked up at his father, knowing that he would escape his bonds, but not knowing when. Celestia knew that after this, the young colt would seek any means he could find to free Discord, and she imprisoned him again, this time, confining him more drastically than she had before. But, her efforts were for naught, for Discord escaped on his own, causing chaos and havoc once again. This time, however, the Elements of Harmony proved useless, their bearers brainwashed and rendered unable to use their Elements. Even Twilight, couldn’t resist his power, and fell to chaos. Without the Elements of Harmony, Discord had nothing stopping him from causing chaos freely, and he did not waste any time in turning Equestria upside down. Night knew that with his father causing chaos, he would have no trouble escaping his captivity. He left his latest cell and looked for his father, wishing to help him, but could not find the draconequus. In an attempt to find his father, Night went to Ponyville, the epicenter of the chaos he had caused. With every step Night took, he knew he was getting closer to his father; ponies were running about in a panic, some running him over, and otherworldly things were happening every second, including flying fish and other nonsensical phenomena. When he reached the center of Ponyville, he finally saw his father, scrutinizing one of his newly created acts of chaos. Night flew up to the avatar of chaos and tapped him on the shoulder, not knowing what to expect. Discord turned his head around to face Night, while the rest of his body took a second to follow suit. His looked Night over for a second before his face lit up with recognition. “Son!” Discord explained, wrapping his now confused progeny in a bear hug. “Father?” the puzzled alicorn asked. “Yep. I bet it feels good to see good ol’ dad in the flesh,” the draconequus said, hugging his son tighter. “Y-yeah, it is,” Night replied. “So, is my boy as strong as his daddy yet?” Discord asked, giving Night a nuggie. “Always. But, before we can start ruling, there are some very special ponies we have to get rid of,” Night said. Discord face lit up and his son’s initiative. “That’s my boy,” he said, giving him a pat on the back. The two beings of chaos, father and son waited for the cover of night to slip into Canterlot undetected. With their combined power, Night and Discord easily dispatched any guards that got in their way as they made for the castle. Discord quickly began to search the castle for his former lover, or at least, the mare she used to be. Following his father’s lead, Night soon found his way to Luna’s chambers, where the moon princess slept soundly. A small, wicked smile graced his lips as her smaller form began to be engulfed by pure darkness, until it choked her, squeezing the life from her body, till finally, she was laid to rest for eternity. Night had no way of knowing, but he had just happily slain his own mother. While Night was with Luna, Discord went ahead and infiltrated Celestia’s quarters, slipping past the guards through the stained glass windows. Ever the prankster, Discord decided to imprison Celestia in stone, like she had done to him for so many centuries. When the dawn broke upon the next day, it belonged to chaos, and chaos alone. The scion of the sun was nothing but a stature, set on display in Canterlot’s town square. When ponies rose on that day, they saw what chaos had wrought, and the end of harmony, brought about by Discord and Night Wolfe, father and son of chaos. To greet the new day, and the dawn of an age of chaos, Discord went to the balcony of the castle to look upon his new subjects. “It looks like we’re in for a huge storm of chaos,” Night said, walking to join his father. Discord looked at his son, and soon his contented face was replaced by a mask of surprise. His head tilted ever so slightly as he scrutinized the new image on his son’s flank. Night followed his father’s gaze and stared in wonder at his brand new cutie mark. “Ah yes, the symbol of half-life. Having the lives of the ponies below in your hooves, and causing stress and imbalance among those foolish enough to rise up against their new rulers,” The king of chaos said, deciphering the meaning of the mark. Night fit perfectly into his new home, being at the seat of power in a new world of chaos. A world that was already descending deeper into glorious chaos every second. Discord let out a soft chuckle, one that grew into a booming roar of laughter that threatened to spill out of the castle and drown the world in its rolling sound. Night soon joined his voice to his father’s, causing the sky itself to seem like a prison of chaotic glee to the ponies below. Discords thunderous laughter eventually waned. “Soon, this whole world will be ours,” He said, letting the last of his laughter out. He smiled as he saw his son looking down on the others. He could feel his son’s power growing by the second. But something niggled at the back of his mind. He looked up and saw what was troubling him, his pink clouds had turned a dark grey, almost black. “What’s your name?” Discord asked his son, taking his gaze off the dark clouds. “Night Wolfe. Celestia gave it to me,” Night replied, looking up at his father. “Night, did you happen to change any of my clouds?” the draconequus asked, raising an eyebrow. A confused look crossed Night’s features as he looked up to the sky and saw the inky, pink tinged clouds. This only served to deepen his confusion. Whenever it rained, the only color he’d seen in clouds would be grey, otherwise they were puffy and white. “No father, I didn’t do anything to the clouds,” Night said, almost apologetically. The smile Discord gave him only made him more confused. “Well, this is definitely a new one,” He mused as he walked to the balcony’s edge. He cleared his throat as he began to speak. “Listen up everypony, I’ve got an announcement to make.” He gave everypony a second to give him their attention before continuing. “I’d like to introduce you to my right paw pony and son, Night Wolfe!” Night walked to the edge of the balcony and looked down at the bowing ponies.Night felt that is was wrong for them to be bowing to him. Yes, he may be ruling now, but he grew up around some of the ponies that were now bending knee to him. Later, it would come to light that Night hated bowing, but he would never tell his father that, for both their sakes. Likewise, Discord knew that Night had killed his mother, but withheld the information a secret from his son. Discord could sense Night’s heart sink, his darkness coming over him. But it didn’t overcome him; something held it back, stopping it from showing. This interested Discord. He even entertained the idea that Night might overthrow him, but quickly brushed it away, despite the fact that if Night did turn evil, he could very well turn on Discord himself.