//------------------------------// // Something's wrong // Story: Running With Draconaqui // by Tiaa OwO //------------------------------// Something was wrong. Nothing was where it was supposed to be. Everypony was in different places. They were in groups. Now, they were separated. They were strong. Now they were weak. Discord lifted his head and listened. That was all he could do. Listen. He remembered leaving Canterlot. He felt the evil washing over him like water over water rock. It was a fine day. He slipped away undetected and went to warn the Elements. He told Luna he was leaving but he was going to return. Or he planned to. Now, he was tied up and hooked to a machine of some sort. It fed on his chaotic powers. He didn't think he could ever run out before. He didn't think that anymore. How amusing. The god of disharmony. The embodiment of chaos. Tied up. Trapped. Waiting to be rescued. By ponies. The very species that his species had hated for generations. The species he'd come to hate, love, admire, and befriend all in one century. How strange, yet ironic. You'd think he would be rescuing ponies from this sort of thing. Not the other way around. Discord sighed. He hadn't been this bored since he was trapped in stone. A turquoise dragon with midnight blue spines shivered next to him. He couldn't remember her name. What was it? Baby? Bony? Barny? Barbie? Bass? Barb, you imbecile. The Voice growled. It wasn't Barb, the turquoise dragon. It wasn't Ember, the yellow one. It sounded male and gruff. The Voice was the one thing Discord couldn't understand. He didn't like that. "Must you barge into my head like that?" How else will I keep you in line? You could be plotting against me. I know how you draconaqui think. "Not all are the same." You're right. Some act evil while others pretend to be good. Only to stab all other species in the back! "Don't be so cynical." Cynical!? How dare you! Why I'll rip you to shreds! I'll eat your intestines with your eyeballs for lunch! I'll- Now, now. Calm down. He's just playing around. It's his way. Isn't that right, Discord? This voice was soft and kind. It sounded female and reminded Discord of a mother. She was sweet and kind most of the time but could scorn and swear like a sailor on her bad days. She also had a way of making the ponies working for her tremble in fear. B-but honey I- Don't 'but honey' me, dear. Go and torture a frog or something to take your mind off of things. Fine. "Ha! The highlight of my day!" And you mister! You hush your mouth, deary. I don't wanna hear another word until suppertime. Do you understand? Discord frowned. "But-" Butts are for pooping! Discord shut his mouth. He had to agree with that. Discord had managed to find a comfortable position to lay in while still being able to see the creatures across from him. There were two dragon-pony hybrids that were being questioned by two unicorn ponies. The dragon-pony hybrids were easily recognized since they had dragon characteristics that normal ponies didn't have. The ponies were flanked by a German Shepard and a boxer. The boxer turned and caught Discord's eye. It barked. One pony kicked it and scowled. The boxer whimpered and turned away. The German Shepard wagged its tail and licked its canine partner on the muzzle. "42, check on the cell over there. Hurry up. Act as if Master were here." The German Shepard barked once and headed to Discord's cell. It cocked its head at him and watched him. Discord stuck out his tongue. The dog growled and barked. "42! Don't start! 51, stand guard of this cell and don't bark. Either of you." The boxer nodded. "Genetically engineered dogs suck." Discord sighed. The German Shepard was snoring lightly. It was curled up in a ball and drooling on the floor. The boxer was watching it longingly. Discord whistled to it. The boxer looked at him. "You're 51 right? That's your name?" The boxer nodded. "Do you like it here? In this awful place?" The boxer shook its head slowly, unsure of where the questioning was going. "I can get you out of here. But, you have to help me get out of this cell first. You don't have to worry. I know you and your friend can take on those ponies. Actually, I can help. Don't you want that awful collar off?" The boxer eyed the electric collar around its neck and nodded. It punched in a code for the lock and the cell door opened. The magical ropes holding Discord loosened and fell off. Barb and Ember stirred from their chemical induced sleep and got up groggily. "You got the cell door open? Or am I dreaming?" Barb asked. "Nope. They put real dogs to guard instead of timber wolves this time. The boxer opened the door." Discord reached down and petted the dog. "Good boy." "Woof!" "Oh! You're a girl!" The German Shepard woke up and growled. It barked at the boxer who whined. "Don't worry. I'll get those collars off and you'll be free too!" With a clap of his hands, the collars buzzed and fell off. The German Shepard barked happily. It licked the boxer on the muzzle again. The boxer swooned. "Lemme guess. You're a boy?" The German Shepard barked an answer. "Aww, puppy love. Now, can you guys let all the other captives out?" Discord, Ember, Barb, 51, 42, and the other inmates wandered around, looking for a way out. The dogs were brought in from a lab in cages covered by sheets so they didn't know how to get out either. There was a rush of a rainbow next to 51, the boxer, and she barked angrily while wagging her stub of a tail. 42 followed suit. "I found him! And he's not alone! He's got a whole crew!" It sounded alot like Rainbow Dash. "Is that Rainbow Dash? Can you get us out of here!?" "Ahm on it, Discord!" Applejack said as she rounded the corner. Discord never thought he'd be so happy to see an Element of Harmony.