A War of Love

by Fluttercord4ever1


Chapter Two-Discord


"Seriously Eris?" Discord groaned.

"Yes, seriously, I need you to guard the place. You never know what the ponies might be planning!" Eris said getting annoyed by Discord's complaints.

"But I'm just gonna stand around and do nothing! That's no fun!" Discord whined starting to sound like a child.

"Discord! War is not suppose to be fun! This is between life or death! So there is no fun!" Eris yelled, face palming.

"Ugh! Fine, I guess..." Discord muttered rolling his eyes.

"Thank you, solider! Now get to your station!' Eris commanded.

Discord saluted in a mocking way and went to go off to guard the hideout. He secretly didn't want to have to go to war with the ponies, he just wanted to have fun, not kill. He thought killing little ponies just isn't fun, messing with them, sure! But not killing. He sighed knowing the only way to get the land is to attack the ponies but still! He wasn't the type to give pity to the ponies but he just kept on thinking how they really didn't need to go to war, but he knew that he couldn't disoby Eris.

He finally made it to his station where he needed to guard, but just like Fluttershy, he had never seen the enemy. Everyone says the ponies just sang, dance, and play with their hair. But Discord knew taht wasn't true, if they did, the ponies wouldn't command a war. But there was another reason Discord knew they weren't like that, Eris had told him that the pony's queen, Celestia, banished her mother. But Eris only told Discord, she knew that even though he was chaotic, he was trustworthy. Discord secretly knew that Eris wasn't just doing this for the land, she was doing this for her mother.

Discord groaned as his legs grew tired from standing there and guarding, but this was his 'mission' now. He looked around the forest and sighed, he wanted to have fun, or maybe some type of wolf could pop up to scare him, anything really!

'There is no animal that is more of a monster than me... Geez! I'm suppose to kill ponies tomorrow!' he thought.

They ponies and the Dracronequi were suppose to go into war in the next 24 hours, even though he would never admit it, he was scared. He only really gone into one war, with the changelings. They were a peice of cake though, but these ponies. He knew that the enemy was smart, and they would not leave without a fight. A bloody fight.