• Published 18th Apr 2016
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A Very "Screwed" Experience - Dark_Night



Discord is dead. Screwball is now the Chaos Goddess. But when an unfortunate meeting with a human in the depths of tartarus, Screwball saves him. But at a cost. His soul now controls her body, leaving her soul in a comatose state.

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Prologue Part two

Author's Note:

There is a not very well hidden message in this chapter. The first to ACCURATELY translate it may get a guest appearance if they so wish.

Prologue part two.

Screwball dashed outside of the Palace, bursting past the guards in pure adrenaline. She had kicked Hades in the face before sprinting out of the throne room. Knowing better, Hades did not enact his guards to chase her. He lowered his head and sighed. “May Zeus be with you.”

Screwball rushed into the fields of Elysium before skidding to a halt, and quivering in fear. She couldn’t miss the enormous skeletal creature in the distance. But that isn’t what scared her. What chilled Screwball to the bone was the fact that her father was impaled upon the creature’s weapon. On the edges of her vision, she noticed black energy racing toward her, unimpeded by the Grim reaper’s attempts to stop it. After a second, five beams of chaos energy struck the filly as yet another ripple, this one even more massive shredded the air around her.

Hundreds of tiny tears in the universe appeared. Each containing different scenes from alternate universes. In a particular tear, larger than the rest, A male human was walking down a hallway, unaware of what was about to happen.

Earth. one hour ago:
POV: Anthony Miles

“Josh! Get me a double cheeseburger, a medium fry and three medium milkshakes, oreo.” I yelled into the microphone. A call from the kitchen tells me he heard my order. I face the customer and smile. “May I have a name for the order?”

The customer smiled before saying, “My name is Mike Rotch.” I quickly write that on the bill before telling him that he may take a seat.

“Next!” I shout. Another man steps up.

“I’ll have the same as the person before me, minus the milkshakes please,” he said.

“Alright, and that is a double Cheeseburger and a medium fries?” he nods. “Okay, may I take a name?”

“Donaugh May Boyes,” he says, to which I raise my eyebrow but refrain from saying anything. Instead, I speak his order into the mic so that Josh in the back would get it. But it was at this moment that Josh ran up with the previous man’s order and announces to the entire building.

“Order is ready for My Crotch! Mike Rotch! Your order is ready.” The man from earlier stalks up and takes his meal while the entire building is in laughter. I burst into laughter also as I realize what just happened. Mike Rotch? That is really funny! My co-worker laughs and slaps me across the face, eliciting a shout of surprise from me. I really shouldn’t have laughed though, but it wouldn’t matter anyway.

After a good while, a voice shouts from the backroom of the building. “Miles! We’re out of burger buns! Grab some more from the storeroom please!” That was my manager, It was my job to make sure we had sufficient supplies at the change of each shift. I may have forgotten once or twice…

I walked down the hallway toward the storeroom when something caused me to trip. I went down, my head slamming against a wooden box. My vision went dark.

(Third person)
Anthony’s unconscious form dropped through a tear in the ground whereupon he collapsed on the ground near Screwball. The ghosts had long since dispersed and had advanced upon the male. An outcry from Screwball caused a shockwave to ripple, negatively affecting the human, to which he immediately awoke, screaming in pain as the chaotic magic coursed through his veins, tearing his soul apart. The shockwave from Screwball also pushed the ghosts back, something that should not be possible under normal circumstances. Screwball saw what was happening to the human and began to channel the chaotic magic flowing through the him. Unknown to her, the chaos magic had enough time to fully encompass the human’s soul and essence. Drawing the magic back into her body, she brought his soul with her. She didn’t owe any favors to this person, nor did she know who he was. All she knew was that she would not let another being die if she could help it. So she did. Their souls fused.

For a short time, the chaos energy stopped flowing into and out of her body, and began to orbit around her at a fairly slow speed. The inner turmoil tore both souls apart and stitched them together creating one single entity. The human personality rose to the driver’s seat while the memories of both parties took the back seat, becoming intertwined and contorted. Eventually, all came to a lull. With Screwball’s body gradually absorbing the ambient chaos magic that lingered.

Nearby, The skeletal figure who still remained, watched in a mix of horror and awe. He saw that the transfusion of souls had finished and he disposed of the human corpse by tossing it over his shoulder without a care. He picked up the filly, careful not to touch her with his blade, and returned her to the Palace where he explained what happened to the lord of the dead. Soon, after some discussion, the two agreed what to do with the filly. They would lock away the memories of what happened in the time that the two were in the underworld together from the point Anthony had arrived; and would teleport the small filly into Equestria.