Some things were just never made to meet eachother...
(Set in Psycho's Equestria) This is a side-story to The true Psychopath. The image was made by HooveslikeJagger. The "other" tag is for the OCs from other people. You can find the characters that are "cameos" here. I won't say which ones are which, so you'll have to look here. That, or the original creators can say it themselves in the comments.
The Psychopath returns once more with a certain mare with equally swirling eyes to cause Illogic and unfortunate destruction. However, this time, the Disirvians have brought in somepony that he knows. A very sinister pony from his past with similar powers. Only, this dark one is probably one of the most violent creatures out there, and probably, just probably, when both the World of Illogic and the World of Insanity encounter, something will be unleashed to leach off the results and make some unexpected allies.
However, what exactly IS the reason for these shady characters at the tough, unforgiving Disirvian mountains, to go so far out of their way to capture Psycho? What purpose is there? Perhaps Pandora will be able to shed some light on this mystery.
Boredom. Bored doredom with dored boredom so much doredom that the boredom itself was bored and dored. I, fact, if this boredom was created into a sausage gun, it could become gray and stale so much it was boring. This was all that was going through Discord's mind. He was bored, and no matter how many times he passed that through his mind, nothing would change. He was a statue again, and he couldn't get out this time. He didn't want to stay like this anymore. He had already had just a teensy bit of fun with messing around in Ponyville and Canterlot, but no matter what he tried, he just couldn't get out. Being frozen gave him time to think, and as much as he hated logical conclusions, this was the only thing he could do. He had to think about what he did wrong and how to avoid it in the future.
First thing was being overconfident of himself. If he had further planned ahead, then he wouldn't have been surprised by what had just happened when the six suddenly retrieved their correct train of thought. Second: He never really did anything to hide the elements. Next time, he'd have to send them to the moon or someplace far away. One could never be too careful, even the spirit of disharmony and chaos.
*tzzt*
"What was that?"
*tzzzzt*
"Ow! It's that thing again. I know I've sensed it somewhere before. I felt it went that fool unleashed my magic on the mage's tower. Such good times, but what is it? It isn't chaos, and it eerily makes me angered at its existence."
Indeed. Discord had felt this strange sensation whenever he came to Canterlot in the past. It was never too noticeable in that it was hidden somewhere, but even chaos did not know where the source was. It always manifested itself as little shocking bolts erupting through the Draconequus' head, yet he always brushed it off. It was nothing too important at the time. However, as of late, seeing as his statue was turned to face in a direction of the garden allowing a full view of Canterlot and a partial view of the castle, he noticed some strange things going on. Sure, there was the Canterlot invasion, but the view changelings that went in the garden steered clear of him, destroying what little reach of chaos he had. However, even besides that, there had been a few strange things going on. Discord had seen the city get attacked by a yellow metal thing, then, later, get mobbed by weird things yelling "Waaaaaagh!" or some such.
Even Discord did not understand, and his chaos was quite capable of doing the same things. He flipped and turned the details as much in his messed up mind as he could, but to no avail. Even he knew not what this force was. However, there was thing that started to tingle in his solidified statue since that thing erupted out of the castle on what appeared to be an exploding column. It had been two months already, and the being of chaos could feel himself becoming stronger and stronger. Sure, both alicorn sisters placed a variety of spells on him to prevent the draconequus from feelin the effects of chaos or anything of the sort, but this power was much different. It was like it spread chaos, but, at the same time, it did not. Then, it happened. The stone began to crack.
"What? This is really happening? How? Hm. Either way, I'm being free. Such chaos to release!"
After a few more trickling, Discord popped out of his shell and stretched widely. Hopping off the podium, he looked around to see if there was anypony around. He began to rub his chin with a pensive look on his face.
"Hmmm. I so do love to spread chaos, but there is something here that I must discover. Let's look aroun, shall we?"
With a snap of his fingers, Discord transformed into a dust cloud and began to roam about. He noticed that there had recently been a hole in the castle's roof, and it was still being reinforced. The cloud lowered itself to an open window, about the level of the kitchen, and sneaked in. There was nothing to report. It continued along the same pattern across the halls of the castle, occasionally turning a pony into a cake, or turning them into a semi-plant semi-pony being. Besides these small attractions, there was nothing that could explain anything of what had happened to Discord. He began to grow even more bored as time passed.
"Ugh. There is NOTHING! I need to spread chas. It is my essence, but my gut also tells me that what I'm seeking for is right here."
"Yeah. It's also telling you that it's hungry. FEED ME BITCH!"
"Hmph! Such obscene language.Ow! What?"
Something blocked Discord, and it shocked him too. Regaining his dusty spirits, the being of chaos noticed that this was the entrance to the dungeons of the castle. He never really put any thought into this section of the castle, because, as he already knew, most that are placed in prison have a link with chaos, but can also...kill with it. Discord only liked to mentally torture and twist everything to his whim. It was MUCH more fun.
"What kind of thing is this? It's all pink and tastes white." Discord thought as he licked the barrier with his horns.
"Chaos. Inferior. Illogic. Superior."
"What?!"
"..."
"Illogic? Where have I heard that before?" It took a moment, but Discord's eyes suddenly widened, and his face turned into an angered snarl."That was the thing that prevented my magic from affecting that single mare at the mage's tower. The same idiot who tried to control Discord. Pahaha! Hm. But for something to manage to break chaos, it must be something akin to order. Perhaps the name is just a ruse. Where could it-"
The draconequus stopped his mumbling when, in front of his eyes, he saw two, equilateral lime-green triangles. It wasa brief flashing moment, but despite a level of anger that could destroy planets if turned into a weapon, Discord felt something very familiar and heart-warming about them.
"Oh, goody! I smell another being of chaos! Where is he now?"
Discord reshaped arm and managed to flip open a brick, turning it into a map.
"Ponyville again? I sure hope it's worth it. I'm more into seeing other places. Oh well. Off we go!"
And with that, the dust cloud leisurely crawled through the walls and towards the iconic town he knew so much about.
It had been two months since Psycho disappeared and Chrysalis was cast who knows where, and things were quite calm now. However, a new world was about to come, one that had been in action longer than the Illogic, and it would come to the Ponyville train station. Speaking of which, a powerful locomotive was making its stop there, and it seemed to have traveled quite a long way too. The insides still seemed ripe with the foggy appearance caused by condensation. Some ponies got out and were greeted by their family members, friends, or business partners. However, there was one set of doors that wouldn't open, and it was the third wagon. A sound of knocking could be heard from behind, inciting a nearby train inspector to wip out his keys and tell the "stressed" one behind to calm down. Unfortunately, the doors blew open with incredible force, causing said pieces to embed themselves in the brick wall of the station, just mere inches away from a pony sitting on a bench. Same pony slumped limply to the ground after realizing hat happened.
Out stepped a green pony. A stallion, to be precise. His mane and tail were both of a dark green, and seemed roughed up despite their apparent cleanliness. His coat was a bright green, and his cutie mark was represented by two crossing swords overlapping a hollow, green, equilateral triangle. The most frightening part was not the frowning, rage filled face that this stallion possessed, but his unbelieveable strength and his eyes, which possessed pupils in the form of hollow triangles, but of a much brighter, lime green. The stallion walked along the dried, wooden floor presented to him by this puny building, and he looked around a bit, hoping to find who he was meant to meet up with. When he didn't find them, he huffed and decided that a forced stroll would provide him with back-story information on this place. There was one problem, and that was a mare forcing herself in front of the green stallion and proposing some sort of nut candy.
"-and it's really good for when you feel a bit cold. So, do you want to buy one? It's only two bits."
"Out of my way."
"But I only want to sell you these candies."
"I warned you."
In a split second, the tringular pupils began to spin, but locking into place and spinning in the other direction like machinery. The mare stood in place, her own pupils shrinking little by little, and her breathing becoming erratic. Soon, she was just able to scream before flopping onto the floor like a limp cloth and foaming at the mouth. The green stallion cast her aside with an uncaring swipe with a forehoof, causing one stallion to become fairly enraged.
"How dare you?! I'll show you what happens when you attack somepony for no reason around around here!"
The stallion gave a blow to the opposing one's face, only to feel his foreleg twitch in pain.
"I believe you want to fight against the chief of the Council's Militia. You are dead now."
"What do you-"*schlink*
Without going into details, the wooden planks below the trembling stallion broke into neat shards that pierced him from underneath. Needless to say, it wasn't a very pretty sight. Everypony began to scream until the stallion went out of view. Apparently, the impaling was an illusion. The stallion was simply standing in place, his paleness leaking through his sky blue coat.
"They aren't here yet. Grrr. Must I destroy everything?"
"Hey there."
"Mah!" the green stallion jumped, but looked upwards to see a black pegasus hanging upside-down on a ledge.
"You must be The Sociopath."
"Are you Black Cloud?"
"Yes I am."
"Where is your partner?"
"Crimson Gaze? She's right behind you."
The green stallion turned around to meet eyes filled with a similar fury, but barely reaching his own. As the contest grew longer, Sociopath pat the mare on her back.
"A true fighter. I like that. Where is our point of rest?"
"You mean the house?" Cloud wondered.
"Yes."
"Follow us, then."
The trip was mostly met by silence, but once the three arrived at the house, Sociopath stopped in front of the now open door, and began to bare his teeth. Only Crimson poked out her head to see what he was growling about, only to see him throw his hoof up while looking at a pile of crates layed upon a house. Said crates exploded into a million pieces with the ground having turned into a diagonal streak of spikes and thorns. A pink pony fell from the rubble and quickly got back to her feet to gallop away.
"That was Pinkie Pie. Ahaha! I think well get along quite well you and I." Crimson said with one of the first smiles ever given.
"Hm. I need to get into the largest part of your house. I must make contact with an ally in Canterlot."
"Right over here."
Crimson and Cloud escorted their new member to the living room. It was just as it was two months ago. A balcony hanging over the room was always the most prominent feature of the room. With silence, Sociopath punched the ground, causing two weirdly shaped skeletons, holding a piece of large frame each, to erupt from the ground and spin in a circle until they properly aligned their irregular screens. On the screen appeared a rather raunchy stallion who was licking something red off his hooves while smearing the substance everywhere. It wasn't hard to see despite the lack of light in this weird area. Everything about this stallion was red. His eyes, his mane, his tail. Everything. His cutie mark appeared to be a drop of blood.
"Bloody Red. Into one of your fantasies again?"
"Ha! You know that I love painting things in this red paint."
"Myes. Paint. How are the princesses?"
"They're doing fine." the stallion threw a hoof forward, spraying the red substance on the screen.
"No. WHAT are they doing?!"
"Well, nothing much. They've been upping security to look after him, and have been sent everywhere. They seem stressed, but more security means more difficulty in-"
"I know."
Suddenly, the sounds of galopping and clinking armor could be heard from outside the building. It was the royal guard, and they seemed none too happy.
"Ah? I've gotta go!. See you later."
Before the screen disappeared, the stallion was seen hopping diagonally along the floor and throwing himself through the wall opposite of the knocking, then nothing. The skeleton screen receded into the ground, allowing everything to reform itself as if the object in question had not come out at all.
"Who was that?" Black cloud asked.
"Nothing of importance to you."
"Whatever. Let's get things straight. We are not your t command. We command you, and-" Crimson stopped immediately when Sociopath twisted his head and glared at her.
"No. You listen. I have existed for far longer than anypony has. I was once the leader of the strongest army in all of Equestria, but no more. I have chopped up my way to where I am now, and both my experinence AND my powers dictate my superiority, so you'd best remember that. I am a separate portion of this mission, so you shall not hinder me in any way unless I call for your assistance. Understood?"
"Whatever. We've been hunting bounties before you came here, so your thoughts are pretty useless. What do you need?" Black Cloud asked without a hint of fear, and the blandest look possible on his face.
"Everything you know about this town, their interactions with...with HIM, and much more."
Meanwhile, above ponyville, a certain Draconequus was swimming through the air while wearing scuba gear. He made himself look like a moving cloud to others so as to disguise his investigation.
"Arm, shoulder, tail, boat, screwdriver, arm, leg, missile...oops." Discord shrugged mischievously when said missile took off and exploded across the horizon, throwing soap foam everywhere at the point of impact. The draconequus threw himself on a cloud, and walked out of his gear, making it turn into a chocolate smoothie."Hmmmm. I sense it to be in that house. I can feel that he wants something, but what? I do not like this, but I shall stay hidden until I discover what that other energy is. Until then, a bit of discreet chaos is required. Everything here is so boring and peasant-like."
Within Everfree, a plethora of ponies and minotaurs were working on the abandoned castle with time to spare. The sounds of clicking, clanking, and hammer bashing on stone were the only things heard for several meters. Many guards were standing around the perimeter to keep watch of the surrounding area. Naturally, the forest of Everfree was extremely dangerous, and Pandora not only knew about the Ivamora, but about the OTHER plant monster in the forest. A close cousin of the Ivamora, except this one was mobile. As the mare looked at her blueprints, Twilight inspected the tower who was being newly refurbished, and decided to appraise this new idea.
"I take it that you'll be the new headmaster of the brand new Mage's Tower?"
"Yes indeed. I was hoping that you could become a teacher in this school, seeing your unusual affinity with magic."
Twilight blushed. "Eheheh. Sorry, but I still have my own studying to do."
"With what? Reporting about 'friendship'? I honestly don't know why you are tasked with something like that when-No! Careful!"
Two stallions were trying to move a large stone block, but kept it too close to the edge of the wall, causing the stone to fall and nearly smash a minotaur, who spouted profanity at the two. Pandora facehoofed.
"Well, I find that it has helped me quite alot with getting into society. I never had any friends before, besides those who tricked me into doing their homework for them."
"The youth is fret with the inexperienced. You must sometimes learn things the hard way, Twilight Sparkle. As O'Connor the Thoughtful once told me: 'There are things that cannot be learned without pain. You may try to go around these situations, but you will never truly succeed unless you go straight through and get it over with'."
"O'Connor? I didn't expect to hear his name. Not many speak of Starswirl the Bearded, but even less speak of the Thoughtful one."
"Yes. He was something. A great friend with many great ideas."
A long silence reigned between the two conversing mares as Pandora checked the blueprints again and adjusted one of the workers to properly place themselves.
"So...Pandora. How are you going to protect everypony who will come and go from here? You can't have the guards patrolling around incessantly."
"No, but I have several ideas. You I'm sure you met our guardian golem?"
"The thing that desintegrated?"
"Yes. I know how to make another, but first, I must use a spell to cover a path to the castle while I make a protective bubble around the castle and keep it up thanks to a few gems I've kept in a magical pouch about my person."
"You can do all that? I mean, I know how to make a magical Bubble, and my brother can make a huge one, but we always to keep it up with our own minds, and that is very tiring."
"Magic is more than just horns and sparkling dust."
"Right."
"By the way, have you been noticing some strange things going on around Equestria since Psycho appeared?"
"No. Not really. Compared to Discord, nothing has really been happening."
"That's what you think. I have heard of reports of ponies going mad after seeing a very dark purple stallion. I'm sure you are aware of Psycho's ability to influence dreams?"
"Yes, but what does this have to do with Psycho? He isn't the one to harm others."
"No, which is just the thing. Who are these new characters that have been appearing since Psycho's reemergence, and why are these ones so evil? The Psychopath has never been hurtful on purpose, and those who come from his 'World of Illogic' are kept from doing harm."
"Are you saying that we have another world?!"
"It is most likely, but-"
Everything was interrupted after hearing a loud roar, and seeing a royal guard fly through the air into the castle. Several gigantic black masses with no faces came through the forest trees, plowing everything down with their massive girth.
"ALERT! The perimeter has been breached! All workers, evacuate the premises immediatly!" a royal guard yelled.
As these instructions were shouted, everybody started to run, except for the minotaurs. Their bulk was enough to permanately deal with these kinds of monsters, but these weird gorilla-esque creatures were much too much for the guards. Luckily, two heavily armored guards came galopping by. Now, their small size compared to the gorillas could make their charge meaningless, but the strength needed to wear the armor gave some wild results, such as seeing the force of impact create some form of shockwave and sending te two monsters flying through tree and rock. Both Pandora and Twilight stood still with their mouths gaping open. As the two regained themselves, they could some sort of pony-shaped creature laughing and disappearing from tree to tree.
"Do you see that?" Twilight asked out loud.
"Yeah. It looked dark purple...but it had bright green stripes on its body. What was it?"
"I see you all. How about you become my slaves?"
"Never! Your inferior abilities shall not hinder us, creature of the Illogic!" Pandora shouted with fury as she tried to determine the source of the voice.
"The Illogic? Haha! You sad sap. Why would I be part of that inferior world? MINE is much better, and gives me liberty in doing what I want. However, I'm afraid that your twice insulting answer was wrong. Time to get smashed!"
Several more gorillas came through the forest. Despite the surprising abilities of the heavily armed royal guards, they were no match for so many creatures. Everything was lost...until massive gusts of wind started to blow through the air. Several mini-tornadoes came by and dragged the monsters away as well. The wind was powerful enough to uproot trees, and, as the unknown entity roared in a fit, a strange, bright orange pegasus bolte down from the sky, scraping Twilight's mane and disapearing into the forest, only to reemerge with something in its hooves. The culprit was another stallion, but an earth stallion. The two quickly disappeared as the orange pegasus found itself falling with screams. It took awhile, but everyone recovered.
"Se, Twilight? There's something strange going on. Your assumptions on another world being involved are also quite complete."
"The question is, what world is it?"
"A special world, not too far from Psycho's." spoke a voice that only Twilight vaguely remembered.
Both mares turned around to see a bulky red-orange stallion with a roughed up yellow mane and tail. He possessed a scar that ran diagonally across his face starting from the forehead.
"Farseer?" Twilight wondered as she moved closer.
"It is good to see you too, Twilight Sparkle."
"What are you doing here?"
"I was released for good behavior, and told that you were making a new Mage's Tower."
"I'M making a new mages tower. What's it to you?"
"I have many lessons to teach to those who wish to learn."
"About what?"
"About meditation and the sights they open you up to."
"Meditation? Ha! Meditation has no true meaning. Your blindness surely cannot be-"
"I can see into your mind. I have also learned about that chocolate party. Had fun at it?"
Pandora became redder than blood. She was steaming all over.
"What's he talking about?"
"NOTHING! Nothing that concerns you, student of Celestia."
"Fine. You can be a teacher. Just know that I am the headmaster."
"Then that is how it shall b..." Farseer stopped suddenly as he looked up. He could see something, but its powers were interfering with his sights."
"What is it? Are you meditating on me?"
"No. There is just something up there."
Up in the clouds, Discord was watching the whole scene while lying down on a colorful cloud of sour candy balls.
"What? I like other flavors. Sour makes some ponies have funny faces. Besides talking to myself, it seems that there ARE some who side with chaos, but what are these 'wwwworrrrlds' they speak of? How about going to see our pal at Ponyville."
Discord pulled up a wheel from the vloud and started to make weird noises while pushing his foot down.
"It's time to race in the grand prix. The prize? Complete chaos! Ahahaha!"
The cloud disappeared with a loud vrooming sound towards Ponyville.
Sociopath was summoning his screen again, making sure to contact several ponies this time. In front appearaed what looked like a well-behaved, white stallion. The green stallion looked apalled.
"Who are you?"
"It's me, Bloody."
"Ah. Yes. I had forgotten. Your disguises prove most excellent, and your social status helps quite alot as well. What news have you for me? I heard that you had something else to report since earlier."
"Yes. The Chief wishes to have a word with you. As for the changelings, nothing has been heard of them since, but there are words of a white one taking charge as of late. You no longer have any chance of converging them. *sniff*Ah. This tea is most excellent."
Bloody was sitting in a very clean manor, per appearance, and was enjoying an exquisite tea taken from Jippon.
"Ah yes. Your shipment of supplies has been sent, but I still don't understand why you need these bizarre ingredients."
"That's for me to know and you to keep your mouth shut lest I rip it off."
"Y-yes, sir."
"Good. Going to the Chief now."
The screen fizzed a bit, allowing the next connection to settle back into a familiar dark setting in an office building. The same stallion was there behind his desk. Next to him, however, stood a mare who looked extremely serious, even as she wore strange goggles that only had creases for openings. Her mane and tail were of a very dark blue, while her body was almost an invisible shade of dark blue. She seemed to be checking some darts and harpening them as she leaned her back against the table.
"Who is this unicorn?" Sociopath seemed none too pleased.
"This is Quick Draw. She is our long-range assassin. Say hello to our best member, Quick."
The mare lowered her dart for a moment, her dark magic completely envelopping the object. There was a long pause, but she ended everything by huffing.
"THIS is The Sociopath? How pathetic."
"Watch your tone, filly, or I'll have to use your skull as a blood bowl."
"Try it."
"Is that a challenge?"
"Sociopath, don't." Crimson tried to dissuade the stallion, but to no avail.
The green stallion's pupils spun widely, and thorns erupted from the ground, held the unicorn in the air, and pointed the thorns into Quick's body, but only by a few millimeters. Little drops of red dripped from the wounds. The unicorn began to hyperventilate.
"Yes. Not being a smartass anymore, are we? I can send micro shards into your blood stream and tear away everything inside of you, but I won't. You could have some use."
The thorns disappeared, making Quick fall to the floor with a loud thump."
"Hm. You always surprise."
"Yes. What is the message you wanted to send me?"
"Hm? Ah yes! I need to know, have you found clues to The Psychopath?"
"I already told you that I would sen you a message if I had found something."
"Yes. Well. I'm asking because there seems to be quite a few things happening around here."
A massive explosion shook the entire building Chief was in.
"What was that?" Sociopath wondered.
"Svell Fleinn."
"You mean that ice giant who thinks he's from the realm of the Norse gods?"
"Yes."
"Svell! What did you do?! You've got arms through your body!"
"I do? Huh. Would you look at that."
"And he seems to be back from whatever he was doing."
"That is a strange creature. Also, what do you mean by 'strange things'?"
"Things that have been occuring since The Psychopath left Ponyville. There have been reports from our agents, namely the travelling Black Cloud behind you, who have started finding extremely violent ponies with bizarre powers, along with more playful ones. Would you have something to do with this?"
"Not at all, but I think I know what is happening. You crazy mare. You gave me this and now you're starting this too."
The clock hanging behind Chief saw its glass break, along with its pendulum beginning to move erratically before completely stopping.
"Oh ho? Agents of chaos! How exciting. Now it just comes to dragging this stallion away from the rest of the town and putting him under my tutelage. Oh? What's this?"
There was a little filly passing by happily as she held an icecream cone in her hoof and was happily licking her icecream. Discord just smile as he lied down on his stomach with his head resting on his heads. He then moved one and pointed it towards the icecream, suddenly turning it into a monster. The filly screamed away while the god of chaos was exhilirated with the situation.
Sorry for lateness. IRL stuff and all that nonsense. (I'm pretty sure I didn't even write that right)
Applejack and Rainbow Dash were talking in the apple orchards, with Rainbow lying down on a cloud and eating an apple while the orange cowpony continued to kick trees to make their delicious gifts fall down.
"Ah dunno whatcher talkin' 'bout, Rainbow. I ain't not seen anything wrong 'round these parts. Now, if ya could stop eatin' mah apples, ah'd much appreciate it."
"Why? They're so delicious!"
"Ah know. 'N that's why ya have ta pay for 'em. We've gotta eat too ya know."
Rainbow looked pensive for a moment, then took another bite out of her apple, atleast, she was going to, but screamed when she saw two pink swirls and a smile in her apple. The pegasus proceeded to scream, throw the apple, then fall to the ground. Applejack laughed as she looked at the bite hole in the apple, then back to her friend, who was bent over in quite an awkward position.
"What happened ta you?"
"Owwww. The apple. It's got something in it. I saw two swirls. I think they're his."
"Who, Psycho? Naw. Ah looked in t hat there apple 'n ah ain't found nothin'."
"It's...it was right there!"
Rainbow scampered back up to the apple and started to look at it in every angle possible, before letting her arms drop down to her sides and start babbling.
"I-I-I..."
"It's okay Rainbow Dash." Applejack comforted the pegasus."It happens that we go a bit cuckoo."
"Eheheeheehee. Cuckoo!" yelled a feminine voice, similar to a young filly.
"Shhh. You'll blow our cver." shouted another, more familiar voice.
Both mares began to look around in confusion and caution.
"Applejack."
"Yeah?"
"You don't think that's Psycho, do you?"
"It couldn't be. Ah heard a mare's voice."
"Well, that's because I am a mare. Nopony said that Psycho was always alone anymore. I'm still here, even though you all forgot me because of Discord's invasion."
"Huh?" both mares wondered in confusion.
"Hmph. You don't even remember."
"It's okay. Because we'RE GOING TO FIRE THE PIES OF DOOOM!"
"WAAAAGH!"
Suddenly, the sounds of catapults flinging their ordanance echoed through the orchard, with a pink piece of pie just narrowly missing Rainbow Dash. Many more began to rain down on Rainbow and Applejack, who frantically scattered away. The pegasus took to the skies while the cowpony ran for her barn. As both separated, two weird machines came from the ground and from behind the clouds. The ground one looked like a mole which shot the pies from its oise, while the one in the air was a monkey, who was swimming and firing peye lasers. In no time at all, the landscape became covered in pies and smushed deserts. Applejack was the first who thought she reached safety as she jumped into the barn, closed and locked the door, then hid in a pile a hay. She kept her calm despite her panting, and looked around her hidden position to make sure nopony was in there with her. After a few moments, she gave a sigh of satisfaction.
"Oof. He's gone."
"I wouldn't be so sure."
Next to a now fear-struck mare, sat a stallion who was looking at said mare from the corner of his swirly eyes and a lip smile.
"P-Psycho?"
"Myes."
"You...you wouldn't do that make-up thing on me again, would you?"
"No. My marefriend is going to do that."
"Oh, ok-YOUR MAREFRIEND?!"
"Instead, I'll test one of my vials on you. It's black."
Psycho pulled a smile vial from his hat, showing that it was no bigger or wider than two cherries. It was obviously made of glass, and there was some sort of black liquid rock moving about in it.
"W-what does that do?"
"BONK!" he yelled as he smashed it on her face and dissappeared into the dirt.
Applejack tried wiping her face, but this only served to glue everything she touched onto her body. She finally figured out what the black substance did, but only after looking like a scarecrow. As for Rainbow Dash, the flying monkey actually fired very well from its eyes, nearly landing a direct hit with every volley. The pegasus began to stress and actually felt herself fatiguing. That was something that never happened before, and for good reason, as just a little second of slower made a pie slap her in the wings, then get her pummeled into a cloud and become completely covered by the tasty desert. The monkey then danced around in the air, pulled something out of its rear, and flung it at the pile, before exploding and sending something back to the farm in a fury of smoke. The pile began to move and rumble, bringing angered growls with it. Out came Rainbow Dash with the fury of a super volcano.
"I'm going to pummel you!" she roared, before darting away towards the smoking ball.
Meanwhile, Applejack was trying to walk forward, pretty much blinded by all the hay, until she was stopped by a tiny thing.
"Applejack? What happened to ya?"
"A certain annoying stallion. Can ya help me get this darn crud off?"
"I would, but now I'm stuck to your leg."
"What?"
"Maybe we should call granny smith. She knows everythang."
"Why aren'tcha worried about being stuck to mah leg?"
" 'Cause yer mah big sister. It's bad, but it ain't that bad if it's mah big sister."
"Awww."
"Hey, look at them. Looks like an evil cabbage."
"Eheehee. Yeah. It does."
"Psycho?" Applejack wondered.
"And?!" asked an irritated voice.
"Uhhhh...Applebloom?"
"I dunno."
An exhasperated growl was heard.
"Why don't I just take the deglue vial and pour it on her?"
"Sure."
Hoof steps crunching straw and rocks underneath its girth became louder and louder as Psycho approached the cowpony. She began to step back, but Psycho was too quick, and the left side of Applejacks face was covered in a more-liquid-than-water liquid of a green color. The hay completely slid off her, revealing the crazed stallion smiling at her.
"I knew it!"
"Almost done."
Then the right side was freed, and the cowpony saw two faces with swirls for eyes. This one was a mare, obviously, and she had some type of pinkish-purple coat. Her mane and tail were all puffed up, and were a mixture of perfect purple and white. She even wore a propeller hat on her head. She looked mad, while Psyco just smiled, until Raibow Dash took a swipe at him, but from her speed, and just a millimeter of distance, the stallion disapeared, allowing the pegasus to plummet into a dancing pile of jelly. The Psychopath reappeared standing atop the pinkish mare's propellor hat, and spinning with the propellor.
"Ahaha!"
"Eheehee!"
The two began to spin around in place, while Applejack checked on a sticky Rainbow Dash. Applebloom, on the other hoof, walked up curiously to the dancing couple. The second Psycho saw her, he jumped off his marefriend and looked at the filly with delight.
"Uhh. Who're you?" the filly asked.
"Didn't we already meet? Maybe I can't remember, or we never met directly...I'm Psycho the Psychopath."
"And her?"
"I'm Screwball."
Discord was moving closer to The Sociopath when he felt something.
"Screwball?" he thought aloud.
Without a moment to lose, he engaged hyper-space on his cloud, and appeared almost instantly above the Apple family farm, observing with great delight that the mare was still there.
"There's my dear Screwball. I wonder what she has been during my imprisonment. Hm? Who is that stallion with the hat?"
Down below, one could see Applebloom sucking on a lollipop with Screwball and Psycho messing around with Rainbow Dash, who had her mane perfectlly coiffed like Rarity's, but with its own style, and her hooves were manicured, something the pegasus feared more than anything. Suddenly, without warning, Psycho pulled out a massive cannon and yelled "Fire!".
A massive shell blasted with a deafening boom directly towards Discord, who narrowly dodged it and took a safe distance. He couldn't use his powers yet, as he still needed to do things. He DID make the cannon explode into a nice frozen, orange flavored sorbet, and chuckled at the stallion succumbing to chaos, until said stallion erupted out of it while screaming with a very high pitched tone in a viking costume.
"What? Nopony besides the elements have managed to counter my chaos. Let's try something else. Flick."
A lightning bolt came from a wandering stormcloud, and instead of hitting the colorful stallion, he grabbed the bolt and put it into an icecream cone, completely baffling everyone except Screwball, to whom he passed the treat, and laughed as the mare's mane stood on edge. The white streaks making her look like a mad scientist, Psycho put on a white suit and gave himself the appearance of a stallion with a hump on his back and missing an eye. The god of chaos couldn't believe his eyes. Only those affiliated with chaos could counter his magic. After all, chaos and order were direct descendants of creation and destruction, and no other powers could stop them.
"I think I found a new playmate. Hmmm. It would still be a good idea to meet that green stallion as well. Yoga teleport!"
Discord disappeared in a flash and reappeared right above the home where Black Cloud and Crimson Gaze were returning with whole sacks of loot.
"Haha! That raid was the best. Who thought that the worshippers of the blood god had so much to offer with so little abilities?" Crimson laughed.
"Yes, but I feel we are being left out of the big picture by being given these side-missions. Why can't we aid Sociopath? He must know how to pick up a few mares."
"You disgust me."
"I am but a gentlecolt who keeps to his heart's desires."
"I don't think it's your heart you are trying to satisfy."
"Hmph."
As the two entered the house, they could over hear Sociopath speaking to somepony in threats. This same pony was starting to panic and was screaming maniacally.
"He's at it again."
The two peeked over around the corner of the door to see a stallion wearing a cloak with broken clocks on it. He had gashes here and there, a black eye, and broken teeth scattered on the floor. What was standing next to him wasn't Sociopath, but it looked more like a flesh covered Grim Reaper.
"You shall tell me where she is. You are one who follows the broken clock, so you should know where she is."
"I...I swear I don't know."
"I didn't go through several centuries of life to get my revenge on Psycho and not on her. He was at his weakest, and my trip to the dungeons never revealed his position. Why?!"
*crrrrack*
"GAH! I don't know! You are part of Insanity, while he is part of the Illogic. You are two contradicting forces. You should have known about that a long time ago. Why do you torture me so?"
"Hmph. You are useless to me."
"No wait!"
A blinding red flashed made the two watchers cringe in pain and hide behind the door to wipe their eyes. While Black Cloud seemed unphased by the action, Crimson seemed evily happy.
"Now I KNOW I'm going to like this guy."
Rainbow Dash was busy sulking while Applejack was trying to comfort her on her new appearance. Applebloom preferred to talk with Psycho and Screwball, seeing as they didn't seem to be wanting to do anything to her. They were literally pressing faces together.
"So...you two are in love."
"Maybe." Screwball mocked
"Ooo! Maybe she wants to see that."
"That?" Screwball wondered.
"The switch."
"Oh yeah."
"Watch this, Applebloom."
The two ponies, with big smiles, put their heads next to eachother, at perfect eye level. Psycho smacked the left side of his head, and the eyes of said ponies moved to the others socket. He kept this up, and the two continued to laugh as they did it.
"Ewwww. How do you do that?"
"With lots of WUBS! Untsuntsunts."
While the dubstep started, a bizarre white pony was peeking over the apple family house roof, and staring with anger at Screwball. Her eyes were a frightening green, and she seeed to have two twisted unicorn horns, while, She scraped the roof shingles with her sharp, blade hooves while her anger rose and her bladed tail twitched in fury.
"Why does he always have to run around and destroy everything?"
"No, Svell! Just because you don't feel anything doesn't mean you're flame proof!"
Another loud bang resonated.
"...I hate that giant."
Meanwhile, in another region of Equestria, stood a fire of incredible rage. Flames burnt high into the air as the smoke grabbed the sky and choked it with tremendous power. Houses and undustrial buildings were not spared as the entirety of this large town was consumed by orange, red, and yellow. There were charred bodies scattered everywhere, and in the middle of this torrent of heat and crumbling buildings danced a mare of questionable moralities. Her body was a charcoal gray while her mane and tail were orange with streaks of yellow, thus, perfectly imitating the directions in which the fire moved and the ash flowed. She occasinally opened her eyes to see the show, revealing them to be a burnt orange. As she sang, the sound of cracking echoed, breaking te mare's dance. It was not the sound of charred wood breaking off and falling limply upon the ground. No. It was something else.
"Cracker..."she hissed.
Through a smoke riddled building came a strange pony. He looked like a nutcracker. The clothes fit perfectly, and his strange mouth had the uncanny resemblance of said "nut cracker". He was breaking bones in his mouth. On his flanks was an axe and a log crossing eachother.
"That's Mr. Cracker to you." he retorted with a type of high-pitched, but "high-class" voice.
"I call you whatever I want. If it wasn't for green, you'd be firewood by now." she growled, then smiled. "Oh, how beautiful it would be."
"The breaking of your bones with my iron hooves would be even more satisfactory."
"Stop it you two! We are not here for fighting. I have not found Star Prophet."
In front of the two stood a gigantic Iron Golem with a most peculiar armor. Its hands seemed to be made of brass. "Brass knuckles" as the minotaurs and sapians would call it.
"And what is so special about her?" Pyre laughed as she burnt a fleeing pony.
"She possesses visions. Visions of extreme accuracy as I was told. There are many things that we can obtain by using her visions."
"And if she doesn't tell us, I simply have to break her bones." Mr. Cracker proudly slammed his two hooves together. Unfortunately, he didn't notice the house collapsing right behind him. The other two didn't care, and for a good reason. While the debris slammed atop the stallion, he stood in place, oblivious to what just occured.
"Right. Spread out and find her. Do NOT kill her, or you'll face the consequences."
"Hmph. Your threats don't frighten me. I can melt you with my fire."
"And I can break you."
"I do not think Sociopath would much appreciate betrayal. Don't forget what happened last time."
There was a long moment of silence as the two recalled whatever horrific event unfolded, and cringed. They quickly rushed off. The giant began to walk off in his own direction.
"Ferro I am. Ferro is I. To crush everything, the time is nigh." he hummed to himself.
On the outskirts of the village sneaked an earthly brown mare, keeping to the shadows as the fire raged on even further. Strangely enough, her mane and tail seemed to constantly change colors. The left was black, but could change to white if it went further to the right. Her eyes were also two different colors. As she would say, her left was dark blue for the night, while the right was golden for the sun. She had already foreseen their arrival, but only by a few minutes. The source that their powers stemmed from seemed to interfere with the Illogic. As such, she couldn't tell anypony, and had to leave discreetly. Her only hope was to find Psycho and tell him what was going on. He may be a herald, but he was the last pony to know anything about the world due to his time recognition problems. Ponyville was the destination, and she knew exactly how to get there in less than a day.
Within the house of Crimson Gaze sat Sociopath. He was planning his orders accordingly. Making sure to take every active member into account. The green stallion cursed under his breath. If only he could have brought the Undersire. That herald of the Insanity was the most feared of them all, but he and Sociopath had made firm friends due to their equal thirst for killing. What he really liked about Undersire was his way of dealing with pests. A very gruesome manner indeed, and both liked to share their ways and compare, sometimes getting into friendly fights about whose method was better.
"Working, are we?"
"Huh? Who is there? Show your inferior self!" Sociopath began to look around, letting his hoof go near the pike leaning against his desk.
"Now now. Why would you want to grab me?"
Sociopath retracted his hoof and looked to the previous location of his beloved weapon to see that, in its place stood a strange creature.
"What are you supposed to be?"
"What? You don't know about Discord, the god of chaos?"
"I have not."
"Hmmm." the draconequus began to circle around the stallion, who was ready to impale the creature."Bizarre. You smell of chaos, yet their is an aftersmell."
"I am not chaos. I am Insanity."
"WONDERFUL!" Discord slapped his hands together. "Insanity is a great partner of chaos. However, what exactly is a herald of Insanity doing here?"
"What is to you?" Sociopath snapped back.
"I may not be one for punishments, but you best watch your tone. I can turn you into a fluffy pink cloud and eat you."
"I can impale you and have your head ornate my front lawn."
There was a long moment of silence as the two stared at eachother, but Discord was the first to break the silence but donning a party hat, placing one on the green stallion's head, and blowing on a party whistle.
"Haha! I have a proposition for you."
"And what would that be?"
"How about we work together?"
"And why would I do that?"
"Because, together, we can retake control of Equestria and spread the sweetness of chaos."
"..."
"Think about it. I'll even let you get at the princesses."
"Hmmm."
"Woah there!" a huge red X that made an atrocious buzzing noise appeared in front of Discord's face. "Not like that.. You can't kill them."
"Then there's nothing you can help me with. Let me return to my work."
"Hmph. I guess I won't tell you where the swirly eyed stallion is." Sociopath's ears perked up. "Aha. I see. You don't like him."
"There are many reasons to that." the stallion's hooves smashed onto the desk. "But he is not who I am looking for. I WILL join you if you help me find that specific pony."
"It's a deal. However, I suggest you deal with the swirly eyed one. He's found another, and there doesn't seem to be anything stopping him from getting to Ponyville. Why, he's at the farm right now."
"THE FARM?!"
At Canterlot castle, Celestia was being flooded by the amount of reports coming in. She even had the council and the heavily armored guards to come and help her sort things out.
"What is this? Ponies going crazy and thinking they're in adventures."
"Wot's a bugbear?"
"Thousands burnt all across Equestria. Traces inconclusive."
"Reports of monstrous creatures followed by orange tornadoes near Duchess."
"An Iron Giant has been seen tearing up Tilly. The Port city is completely obliterated."
"Some type of white pony has been spotted several times while changing forms."
"There have been reports of suspicious actibities near the griffin-Dissirvian border."
"Several characters have been found impaled on pikes hidden in a collabsed building."
"Wait. What was that?" Celestia stpped the whole rumpling through the throne room. The tone of her voice was enough to stress everypony in there. "Impaled? On pikes? But..."
"Wh-what's wrong, princess?"
"I only know one pony who would ever impale on pikes...but he's supposed to be dead."
"What do you mean?"
"I have to find Luna."
Before Celestia could move from her throne and run through the pile of paperwork and reports, a gardener smashed through the doors. It was a griffin. A rather mild looking griffin with a stressful hairstyle. He was panting horribly.
"Dhkazeeatedgfhdh."
"What? SPEAK NORMALLY!" a heavily armored guard yelled. She was pretty mean.
"Discord's statue isn't here anymore!"
"WHAT?!" the entire room erupted.
Everypony ran outside to the pedestal where Discord was supposed to be, only to see a cardboard cutout of him singing a song.
"How?" one of the council members forced out.
"It must be because of Psycho and his recent activity. Luna and I have learned that chaos and Illogic, no matter their similarities, canot stand eachother. They have a tendancy of cutting eachother out when in contact."
"Then why didn't Discord find him?"
"Like I just said, the two cut eachother off. Discord can sense anything related to chaos, but he could neither sense nor approach extreme concentrations of Illogic."
"That doesn't make sense. It's chaos. It doesn't obey by rules!"
"Exactly. While one doesn't obey the rules of reality, the other avoids making any sense at all. It is like two negatively charged magnets being put against eachother. The only problem we have now is that the powers can interact if the weilder wills it. This could bring catastrophic consequences if Psycho and Discord meet."
"Then we need to send a search party to stop them."
"Are you out of your mind?" Celestia stomped."That is chaos. Discord may not be murderous, but he is less lenient in his pranks. Psycho, on the other hoof, has a tendency to overdo his pranks, sometimes going as far as changing your species or your gender...or both! At best, he'll just coat you with a green nectar which will attract all the bees around several kilometers."
"Yes. I have heard that he creates strange substances which he then hides in his vials."
"Yes. the only one he won't harm is Twilight Sparkle."
"Why?"
"Well...erm...he has a tendency of keeping a soft spot for those he used to love."
"I see."
"And he doesn't perform pranks on those he takes a friendly interest in. The ones he considers true friends are those that he frequently visits, and seeing that Pandora is making a new mage's tower in Everfree using the old castle of past sovereigns, she is most likely to attract alot of attention, especially Discord's."
"So it was her who tried using his magic?"
"Yes. If it wasn't for the Ivamora Draygon, it would have spread like a wildfire. I thought she perished along with the rest."
"Let us not forget those who died."
"I know, and it is not a sacrifice I am willing to make without their consent. However, whatever drove it to the tower, and whatever killed it beforehoof is beyond me."
"Do you think there are other worlds involved in this?"
"I don't think so, but I'm worried that there might be somepony out there with simply malicious intents."
In Luna's room, one of the clocks ticking on the wall broke, spreading some small shards of glass here and there, but leaving the main shards in the clock. Luna didn't py any attention, considering she's a hard sleeper. There WAS a faint voice coming from the clock, though.
"Tick Tock, the pangemine clock. Tick Tock, I once had a click, but not until, the pangemine clock. Tick Tock, the singing with a knock, but not until, the pangemine clock."
Sociopath gallopped as fast as he could while he followed Discord's instructions. The draconequus had pitched camp within the stallion's mane, and was sending meding to his ears by using flags and sign language. Insanity and chaos have ways of communicating no matter how absurd the ways are. The surrounding ponies all ran away from the stallion who would literally plow through everything or blast it open to propulse himself far away in the air. What Sociopath and Discord didn't notice was the rainbow streak heading away from the Apple farm and going towards Everfree. Something was going to occur, but what exactly?
As the green monster closened to the farm, the sight of two ponies flying in the air on a tornado of cottoncandy could easily be seen. The sound it made was similar to popping pop-corn. It even emitted a delicious smell that made many animals around drool at with envy, but the energies that both Psycho and Screwball emanated were too much. The sounds of a laughing filly flew through the air like sharp knives running through Socio's mind. He remembered a point in time with them always ticking him off. A point where they ruined one of his best plans and cost him an easy fight against the Minotaurs. His rage was unmatched that day, but here, he learned quite a few things. Once the stallion reached the farm, he calmly walked up towards said filly who had floated gently back to the ground as she chewed on a cookie that was caught up by the tornado. Applejack and Applebloom were really the only ones at the farm as Granny Smith and Big Mac had left to sell some new apples.
The small, huggable filly just watched the tornado with amusement while the green stallion approached her quietly from behind, a bladed ring materializing on his right foreleg. As he neared the filly's neck, Applejack caught glimpse of the sight and yelled:
"Applebloom! Behind you!"
"What?"
The blade was already one micrometer from her forehead, but Sociopath found himself propulsed away by two hooves connected in unison, giving the stallion a perfect uppercut despite his flying being performed horizontally. Screwball grabbed Applebloom and tossed her to Applejack as the smoke from the impact began to spread. The white mare hiding behind the farmhouse was watching attentively, her eyes still glaring at Screwball. Psychopath stood on his hind legs as he adorned a cowpony uniform and walked up towards the threat, speaking in a weird accent:
"Ya'll is a bit violent, ah'll give ya that, but this town ain't big enough fer the two of us, Pinhead Larry."
"Who you callin' Pinhead?"
"What?"
Psycho stood in place as he heard a familiar voice accompanied by unfamiliar eyes. The green glow punched through the dust until Sociopath was clearly in the open. The cowpony costume dissolved as the stallion and the mare stared at the green threat.
"Well, well. I thought that your world would have killed you by now."
"I thought you were dead."
"Psycho, what's wrong?" Screwball asked, but the shocked stallion was just staring at the old aquaintance.
"Oh? So you DO have atleast SOME semblance of time. And here I thought that your paultry World of Illogic had completely destroyed you."
"Don't attack that filly again or you'll have to see just how much FUN the Illogic can be!" Screwball mused in song.
"Hmph. I have no time to deal with ponies who are not heralds. Away with your stench."
"I say. Sir. You are quite the ruffian." Screwball spoke with a thick mustache on her lip, along with a monocle and a small top hat."I challenge you to a duel." she took out a glove and slapped Sociopath with it, launching him quite a few feet away."
Sociopath yawned as he gently landed back on the ground. He was completely oblivious to what hit him, but that meant nothing as he appeared next to the mare with space distorting behind him.
"I am the head chief of the Council's Militia.The Insanity consumes." he muttered as he struck at the mare, only to see his punch get deflected by a plate made of jelly.
Psycho was smiling in a rather threatening way. It was the same smile he had when he "rampaged" through Canterlot on his mechanical spider. He wasn't paying any attention to the things surrounding him, so Screwball picked herself up and threw herself towards Applejack and Applebloom.
"What? Who is that?" Applejack asked in panic."Why'd he try ta hurt mah sister?"
"He is the Sociopath. Most of us have kept his continued existence a secret from Psycho and for good reason."
"Why? He seems like a good pony." Applebloom was confused.
"The reason he became The Psychopath was to protect the alicorns sisters from the green guy you see right there."
"Protect them? And what are the Council's militia?" Applejack asked again.
"I-" Screwball hopped into the air, her propellor hat keeping her afloat as she avoided the spikes that came from the ground.
Sociopath was glaring at her while he tried to protect himself from curry bombs. It might have seemed ridiculous, but the curry inside the bombs was a lethal one. It was melting everything it touched. Neither were being serious, but their energies were starting to mess with the environnment, such as nearby rocks turning into crabs and cartwheeling away, or the piles of hay turning into tap dancers and tap dancing their way through a spatial distortion. As the situation was about to hit critical mass, a voice blew over both Sociopath and Psycho:
"Lux Terrarorium!"
The ground around the two stallions started to get highten and lower itself in quick succession along with the sunlight pounding on them like a waterfall. The two couldn't move, but the enormous amount of noie it made prevented anypony from hearing the white mare hiding behind the house roof jumping in and slicing away the enormous mass of stone, tossing Psycho into the forelegs of Screwball and Sociopath into a nearby tree.
"Twilight?" Applejack asked out loud.
"Yup."
"How'd you get here?"
"Thanks to Pandora here."
Pandora was busy staring down the strange white mare that was now in plain sight. Before anything else could happen, a climbing hook was thrown on Pandora's nose and a hiker stallion climbed up it.
"Hey look who it is. Want a red vial?"
"Kilimir Evasnom Noova."
"That doesn't scare me anymore."
"How about 'Pangemine clock'?"
"AHHHHHHHHH!"
Psycho returned to his normal size and slammed into Screwball, making both tumble into Rainbow Dash, who had just landed next to the cowpony.
"Hey! Don't touch Psycho." the white mare threatened.
"And who are you?"
"Blade Runner."
"Hm? I never heard of you."
"Nopony can now everything from the Illogic."
"What?! More are coming from the Illogic?"
"And more from the Insanity. Perhaps, if we're lucky, we can tear you all up to shreds and make this world into our new domain." Sociopath was already up and grinning evily.
"Not while the Illogic is alive."
"Then I just have to-"
Sociopath suddenly dissappeared in a flash, keeping everypony nearby confused, until they converged their attention to the three ponies of Illogic.
"I will take this apple." Screwball said as Psycho watched her with a grin."And...SMOKEBOMB!"
The apple literally exploded with enough strength to turn it into a mushroom cloud and applesauce. Once everything was gone, the farm found itself covered in a substance they most definately loved.
"Ewww. I won't be able to fly anymore."
"It's okay, Rainbow Dash. I shall use a spell to clean this all up, but it takes a while to charge."
Applejack and Applebloom walked up to Twilight and Pandora, while Rainbow still tried to pull out the applesauce from her mane and wings.
"So Twi, how'd ya get here so fast?"
"Rainbow Dash warned us about Psycho, so Pandora and I conjured up a spell to bring us here immediately."
"Yeah. Ugh. With my speed, and remembering what he did last time. Hrngh! I rushed to you, seeing that he never did anything bad to you."
"That was awfully smart of you, Rainbow Dash." Pandora complimented.
"Thanks...wait a minute."
"We don't have time. We need to contact the princesses right away."
"Why? I can just convince Psycho to stop."
"No. Twilight. Did you not see? Two other from the World of Illogic are here, and then there's that other one. The green one."
"The one who said he was from the Insanity? What's that?" Applebloom asked.
"I don't know, but my intuition tells me that the princesses know more than they are willing to tell."
"We can call 'em here at the barn."
"No. The new mage's tower is better protected. It may have been attacked earlier, but we've isolated the cause and are already preparing everything. The main entrance and the storage room are already done, so our best location would be the storage room, as unrefined as that may sound."
"Then I'll go get Spike to send a letter as quickly as possible and get the others to come as well."
"Good. We'll need an escort to walk through Everfree as the path has not yet been created."
"Then can we get this applesauce off us?"
"Yes. I'm almost done. We'll meet tomorrow morning to talk about the current situation."
In Canterlot, a white stallion with a regal disposition quietly exited what should have been his house, but wasn't. Carefully scanning his surroundings, he moved forward with superiority, brushing aside all the "lower class" citizens. A rather frisky looking donkey with a tired but happy smile was also pushed aside by this stallion, who wiped his hooves very quickly.
"Oh my. It seems that that colt is far from gentle." the donkey spoke in an elderly tone, but that soon changed when he gave a menacing smile."I found the one who loves red. You won't get away from me." the donkey continued in a mumble as his eyes turned red.
It was early in the morning, and the sun had barely lifted itself from slumber that the sky was already filling itself with various colors. The sounds of tinking and tankering were already filling the Everfree forest as the workers continued their work on the mage's tower. The mane six, along with Pandora were waiting for Princess Celestia and Princess Luna's arrival. It seemed that they were late, even. It had been an hour since the seven had arrived at the worksite, and there were no signs indicating the arrival of the alicorn sister anytime soon. However, just as Rainbow Dash was about to take off, the two statues of cloaked mages standing firmly at the "entrance" of the tower's premises began to ignite the purple crystals they both held out with conviction. A large pinkish opening in space time appeared, and through it came the two sisters, in quite a hurry.
"Princess C-" Twilight tried to start, but she and the others were brushed aside and dragged along by Celestia and Luna's magic.
"There is no time, Twilight Sparkle. Quickly. We have much to discuss."
"But Princess-"
"NOT NOW!"
The two sisters plowed through the workers, knocking one aside and getting him crushed by boxes of nails while a colleague mocked his tragedy. The entrance was enormous. There were the typical mass of stairs leading to a higher platform and giving access to other doors, but the room itself, despite it only being made of some type of black marble lined with white streaks, there were many carvings in the walls that both Farseer and Pandora engraved themselves, such as the once famous battle of Lorganar, the blood demon, or the spell of Harvest Bounty. The windows had not yet been placed, and many holes were placed in the walls to perfect the construction in the possible eventuality of an error occurring. The entrance itself was much bigger than that of Canterlot castle, leaving Twilight's brief moment of correct thinking lead to her wondering how big the tower will finally be. Celestia opened the single, temporary door of plain wood leading to the storage at the north-east of the room and slammed it close.
"There we g-AH!" the princess yelled as she saw Farseer waiting there with a malicious grin.
"I knew that eventually I would manage to get you, Celestia."
"Don't do that again."
"Aahaha! That was neat! How'd you get here before us? Did Farseer tell you that we would be here? Or maybe Twilight Sparkle told you? Or did you see the future to know that we would be here? You look blind. Can you see? How do you see? What's it like being blind? How-" Pinkie found her mouth muffled by Luna's hoof.
"I apologize, but this pink one is always talking quick like this."
Farseer said nothing, and adjusted himself as he sat down comfortably. He crocked an eyebrow,then smiled, and said:"I knew you would be here. No. No. Something like that. Yes. With feats of meditation. It's horrible at first, but thanks to my meditation, I can see quite well."
Everypony's jaw dropped, except for Pinkie who smiled and clapped her hooves. Nopony, EVER, had been able to follow anything she said, yet this guy managed to.
"That was quite remarkable. And you are?" Rarity asked.
"I am Farseer. It is a pleasure to meet you, Rarity."
"Oho! What a gentlecolt, and Twilight has told you about me."
"No."
"Then how-" Rarity's prideful look changed to an astonished one.
"My sights can see further than just the color spectrum."
"What?"
"That's enough! Rainbow, you were the one who warned Twilight and Pandora about Psycho, correct?"
"Yes I did, Princess Celestia."
"But you also said that there were others, correct?"
"Yeah. Another mare with swirly eyes. What was her name again?"
"It was Screwball. She didn't seem that mean though. Ah think she was just with Psycho." Applejack butted in.
"Well, sister. I believe he found somepony like him." Luna smiled.
"Well, that's a good thing, I think." Celestia began to twitter her hooves nervously.
"But this doesn't explain why you are so stressed, Princess." Pandora added.
Fluttershy hesitated to talk, but she went ahead:" Is it because of...of that other stallion? That green one that Applejack told me about?"
"Yes." Farseer started."You see, I may not be able to see in the past, but I can see outside the castle and very far away. There are many things happening in our world. Such as the increased activity on Secantor Island, or the reports of a white changeling taking over the changeling hive."
"This is what worries me. I think there are some things occuring in our world that is calling upon a catastrophe. The worst, for Luna and I, is the reappearance of Impaler." both sisters instinctively rubbed their rears without knowing.
"Why did you do that?" Twilight asked with a weirded face.
"Oh. That happens a lot when we think of him. Where to begin. Twilight knows that we were rather...mean fillies when we were little. What existed before us was the Council. They saw in us great leaders, but couldn't control us, so they called Psycho. In short, he took very good care of us, and taught us a few pranks."
"That Celestia and I consistently throw at eachother." Luna grinned evily while her sister just glared at her.
"Hmph. What none of you know is that what existed before the royal guard was called the 'council's militia'. This militia was ruthless and bloodthirsty, as, at that time, not everypony was in harmony with eachother. But their leader was the worst of the bunch. He was called Impaler, and nopony knew his real name."
"He...he IMPALED ponies on spikes?!" Rarity screamed.
"Yes. And many other things too. Twas a dark era. Whilst we were fillies, we had a lot of fun in annoying him, but he had habits of torturing us for it, and his guards were always with him. Those who opposed his methods..."
"Don't, Luna. One day, however, Psycho was tossed out of the castle after doing a prank too many on the council, and we were held responsible. It was just an excuse to beat us senseless."
"We hid in our room to avoid, and then it happened. Psycho became what you know today. He did...things, and revealed the actions of Impaler, who was fired, beaten by the guards who could finally express themselves, and became an alcoholic."
"Then he just...disappeared from the surface of existence. We hadn't heard from him since."
"However, we have been seeing news about things happening that have been clearly related to his works."
"Yes. There were reports, since three hundred years ago that several pones and other creatures of high standing have been found impaled in their houses. And there have been reports of ponies in Canterlot being killed and having their blood plastered everywhere like paint. We can't find the culprit either."
"Holy cow." Rainbow lashed out.
"But I thought that Psycho and the Illogic weren't there to hurt anypony."
"They aren't my faithful student. Farseer, if you could."
"Yes m'am."
The giant stallion stepped forward and linked everypony's mind to his own, revealing a scene showing Sociopath standing over a flaming Canterlot with both princess, dead, on his forehooves, with even scarier shadows behind him. Fluttershy was the first to whimper while Rarity started to hyper ventilate.
"Psycho, and the other two ponies you've seen, are both from the World of Illogic, where nothing makes sense, and trying to find logic where there is none leads to insanity. However, the one you've met is now called The Sociopath, and unlike psycho, his name reflects his personality. He comes from the World of Insanity."
"But I thought that Psycho wanted to take away your sanity so you could join." Pinkie scratched her head in confusion.
"Yes, but that doesn't make you insane. DON'T try and think about it. It won't work. The World of Insanity are for those who are known as murderers, kidnappers, cannibals, torturers, and many more. It is an evil world linked to chaos. Speaking of chaos..."
"Later." Luna enforced, which Farseer inclined to follow.
"Right. Well then. The goals of The Sociopath are to kill Psycho for the humiliation he endured, kill the princesses for that same reason and many more, and to find the one who gave him his powers."
"The World of Insanity." Applejack proudly said.
"No."
"What?"
"You see, to be part of a world, you must be chosen by a herald of that world. Psycho, for example, is a herald of the World of Illogic, and he has brought many to the World. One of the ponies you met was called Blade Runner."
"The white mare?" Farseer twisted her head.
"Yes. The one who sent Psycho to the World of Illogic, and the one who sent Impaler to the World of Insanity isn't from either. I do not know who it is, but this pony is dangerous."
"But what about everything that has been happening?" Rarity asked.
"Rarity's right! I've heard in Cloudsdale that there have been weird orange gusts destroying everything."
"Most likely an inhabitant of the Illogic." Celestia thought out loud. "I believe we might be getting an encounter between both soon."
"There is one more thing my sister has not told you. Discord has escaped, most likely because of Psycho's energy."
Everypony gasped. Twilight was the first to remember everything.
"Oh no! Then Psycho and Discord will-"
"No they won't, Twiilght. While he was trapped in the dungeons, Discord never sensed him. You also recall the information regarding Impaler? Well, he is incapable of approaching us."
"Why."
"Because he protects us at all times. While any other creature can harm Luna and I, he has placed a barrier of Illogic over us, shielding us from chaos and Insanity."
"He loves you both very much, doesn't he?" Pinkie asked with a smile.
"Yes. He does. However, I'm afraid that the increasing activity from both worlds will end up creating a battleground somewhere in Equestria, and Discord will be the cause."
"Then we need to get ready to bring in as many mages as we can. I'll get started." Farseer stood up, covering her face in certainty and strength.
"And we'll get everypony to look out for them." Rainbow Dash boasted.
"That won't be necessary, dear Celestia." a deep voice cried out.
Near Ponyville stood a strangely colored mare. Her appearance was that of a pony who went through fire and brimstone to reach her destination. She was wounded and tired. Apparently, Star Prophet's plan didn't go as intended. Then again, she DID escape from the three crazed poni...two crazed ponies and a golem. She needed medical attention, just enough to heal herself and get to Psycho. The otheres might not have been able to see him, but he and Screwball were there, floating about.
Meanwhile, back at the extinguished city, Pyre was kicking the burnt wood giving off a charred scent that was quite enjoyable for her nostrils, while it just made Mr.Cracker and Ferro twitch in pain.
"Curses! We lost her. I would have really loved to crack her leg bones to keep her from moving." the nutcracker slammed his jaws together with disappointment.
"So? I would've melted her bones. THEN she wouldn't have been able to move." Pyre spat out a spark that started another tiny fire.
"Oh really? How about I test this on you? I've been breaking bones since before you joined the Insanity."
"I've been destroying and burning things before then!"
"ENOUGH! We'll have to report this to The Sociopath."
"Let's just hope he's in a good mood. Eheheh."
"Stop clacking your jaws together. it's creepy."
"I'm a NUTCRACKER! What'd you expect?"
As the three began to bicker amongst themselves as they continued their way out of the pile of ash, a scope shone brightly within trees far away despite the lack of sun due to the sky being filled primarily with dark clouds which produced a gloomy and dark atmosphere. It was Quick Draw.
"Hmmm. It seems they are on the move. I best report to the big chief at once."
"Discord?" Celestia's mouth was wide open in shock.
"Why of course! Where did you think I was?"
"But we can't see you."
"Oh, don't worry about that. I can see you perfectly."
"How did you get in here?! This bubble is made to block out all magic!" Pandora raged, her teeth gritting like knives on a plate.
"Your little bubble can't stop me! What, you thought you could defeat chaos with a bubble? Pffff. Please. I am too refined for such a thing."
"Then whadda ya want, Discord? We already beat ya before. We can certainly beat ya again." Applejack exclaimed.
"About that, I still have to destroy you for what ou did to me! Why would I carry a rock everywhere? You terrible...thing..."
"Draconequus, oh fluffy marshmallow."
"MARSHMALLOW?!" Rarity was about to start destroying the room, but Farseer stopped her.
"What do you require, draconequus? You know full well that the worlds intertwining here cannot be controlled or influenced by chaos."
"Everything can be caught by chaos. Why, chaos is life!"
"The Illogic is not chaos. It is the middle of order and chaos."
"What?"
"You heard me."
"There is no middle." Discord started to sound annoyed.
"Does it make sense?"Farseer smirked.
"N...I see. What makes it so special that I could not sense that stallion in the dungeons of Canterlot Castle?"
"He is a herald of the Illogic, and, therefore, does not abide by normal laws of existence. There are things that even chaos should fear, Discord."
"Because I'm standing on a possible war between a new friend and a by-product of chaos? Perhaps I should speed things up? Everythiing has been so boring since I became free."
"What? What have you done, draconequus?" Luna shouted.
"Why, nothing, dear Luna. Why would you ever think I id something? Oh, you're so cruel."
As the two argued with eachother, Fluttershy sneaked close to Twilight while Pinkie Pie appeared through the creases of the bricks, trying to find the spirit of chaos.
"Twilight, have you found him yet?" the cream colored pegasus asked.
"No. I can't find hi-" Twilight stopped cold as she found a bouquet wrapped around her horn."Huh?"
"Haha! I haven't been able to spread so much fun in awhile."
Celestia, after going into deep thought, suddenly put on a wide smile and looked up at where she supposed Discord was.
"If you are so powerful, why have you not done what you did when you first freed yourself?"
"..."
"Is it perhaps because chaos is...weaker than Illogic?"
"Don't try to rile me up. I've done that before you could walk."
"Hm. Sure."
"This 'Illogic' flows all across Equestria and is messing with my beautiful powers. I even feel a lingering one that I'm sure dear Luna would know about."
Everypony turned to Luna, who backed away with nervousness.
"What does he mean, Princess Luna?" Fluttershy asked.
"It is nothing important."
"Whatever you like. I beleive I shall turn Ponyville into the grounds for competition. After all, I DID do that last time, and the results were amazing! I can't wait! See you in a few."
Everypony just sat there, expecting to hear something more, but nothing came.
"Pandora." Celestia said as she continued looking around.
"Yes?"
"I'm putting my best workers on your tower, and my best inspectors on finding some of the greatest unicorns in Equestria. We have much to do if we are to counter the Insanity."
"What about the Illogic?" Pinkie asked.
"There are things that aren't true threats, and that world is one of them. However, I fear that, this time, things are getting out of hoof, and there could be consequences if the two worlds meet."
In Ponyville, Star Prophet had awoken in a hospital, her wounds healed and covered by medication-imbued bandages. It was a way to keep the lacerations and puncture wounds from becoming infected. She was lying in a bed, which itself lied in a very bright room.
"There. You shouldn't worry anymore. We'll get you back up and healthy in no time. You should rest now." a nurse said just before gently closing the door.
Star just frowned and got back up immediately.
"I don't have time for this. Maybe if I-"
The mare was cut off from her self-talking by a huge scream of impossible proportions blasting the wall away. A dark grey mare hopped through the hole, a smirk on her face. Her mane and tail were both grey with a single light grey line passing through them. Her smirk matched her glittering blue eyes.
"You're looking for Psycho, right?"
Star nodded slowly, disbelief following every movement.
"He ain't here, so I'm going to take you to Screwball."
"But-"
"YYYYYEAHHHHHHHH!" the mare shouted as she took out an electric guitar and strummed the cords, fracturing everything in the room.
This gray mare then grabbed Star Prophet and hopped out of the hole right before the nurses and doctors came through the door.
"Get back here!" a doctor shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Sorry, but I'm Solo, not youur patient, so I won't come back. See you never." the pegasus laughed.
"We're falling!" Star screamed.
"Pfff. You can't take any excitement, can you?"
Solo spread her wings in the air and began to glide through the air, paying no attention to the crowd following. As the mare continued to show a "superiority" expressing upon her mug, Star Prophet felt another vision come in.
"LOWER!" she shouted.
"What? Woah!"
Out of the trees flew a net brimming with surging green light. It flew right over the two before desintegrating.
"Damn. I thought that would get you for sure. Surround them!" yelled a deep voice.
Several ponies wearing black suits of armor appeared from behind the trees around the hospital, and from behind several obstacles as well, making one wonder how a pegasus could have missed them. Their helmets showed a shiny black visor that not only protected their faces, but hid them as well. Their black armor seemed padded as several portions, especially on the leg joints. There was "CC" embroidered on the flanks of the armor. They took out strange weapons and began to fire the same nets at the couple once more, narrowly missing every time despite the obvious homing effect they had.
"Ha! You can't get us."
The first of the stallions to appear huffed."I see. Apparently, that single remaining horn of Sombre just doesn't pump out enough juice, or does it?" he mocked, a smirk behind the visor.
"No. It doesn't." Solo frowned.
"Are you going to--"
"Yes!"
The gray pegasus shouted as loud as she could, and actually managed to blow the attackers away...as well as those around her. She took this opportunity to take flight, but not until a weird ice giant smashed them down into the ground. This same giant was riddle with bits and pieces of claw, metal, and exterior shell in its body. Everypony around fleed in terror at the sight of this thing.
"Did I do good?" he asked.
The first armored pony walked forward awkwardly.
"Uhhh. Yeah. You did good. Why not put them in a net?"
"Okay." said the giant.
While Svell did his thing, the pony took out a strange contraption, and began speaking into it:
"We got two."
"Two what?"
"Two beings linked to The Psychopath."
"And will they attract him to us?"
"I beleive they wi--" the stallion was interrupted by enormous gusts of orange wind nearly blowing everypony but Svell away."What is this wind?" he struggled to say as he hung onto a ledge.
It was the orange pegasus from before. Taking advantage of the obliviousness of Svell, he cut through the net, which dissolved, and continued through his path, catching the two falling mares.
"Hey, Neon Slash. Could you LET GO?!" Solo roared, destroying everything around once more.
The two mares were dropped whilst Neon slammed his hooves on his ears in pain.Solo caught her friend and flew back up.
"OW! Don't DO that. I still hate that here as I did in the Illogic."
"Too bad!"
"Stop yelling you two! We need to find Psycho right away!"
"Why?" the two pegasus asked in unison.
"To warn him about what's going to happen."
In another world stood an incredibly massive mountain. What is so special about this undetailed rock? It holds a prison. The most secured prison in that world, and hidden within it were the most dangerous criminals known there. Within the deepest parts of this silver-colored prison sat a lone cell guarded by many armored ponies and minotaurs. Twenty four to seven, they watched their prisoners eat, fight, work, and other menial labors. Everything was quiet aside of the occasional jailbreak attempt, but that was easily countered, that is, unti something got into the vents.
In a hallway where a black stallion and a green minotaur stood, blocking the narrow passageway, they could hear something weird.
"What is that?" asked the stallion.
"..."
"I don't know."
"...r."
"I heard something."
The two cautiously moved forward while eyeing everything in detail, making sure not to miss anything out of the ordinary.
"Metal gearrrrr."
"Did you hear that."
"Methul grrrrrrr."
" 'Methul grrrr'? What's a 'methul grrrr'?" the minotaur asked.
"I dunno."
"Kettle fear...GRENADE!"
"Huh?!" they both shouted.
A small cherry plopped out of the gray conduit sticking out, but only by one side, from the wall. This little cherry began to dance around a bit, causing the two guards to stare at it with open jaws, then it jumped on their backs and karate-chopped them unconcious, leaving the infiltrator to continue through his path. This place was enormous, but the infiltrator knew just where to go. The same incident occurred everywhere with the same cherry following said infiltrator around everywhere. Finally, within the room of solitary confinement, whre three guards were now dancing like idiots looking for something called "bugbears", Psycho melted through grate of the ventilation system and reformed himself. This room had apadding all over the walls, and the only door leading to the solitary confinement chamber had two small windows on the side that reached all the way from top to bottom, but with a very thing width. They possesed to stell fins to block all sound and sight from outside this door. It was mad e so that even a fully grown dragon couldn't break through, so Psycho just flicked it with a hoof and the door blandly fell of its hinges with a quiet thud.
Within this room stood a mare with a body that reflected everything around it like a mirror, while her mane and tail were of a warped white color, which enhanced her purple eyes. As she walked out of the room with a smile, her white collar and black tuxedo came into view. The most noticeable aspect was her black fedora which held a spade, an ace of clubs, and a few cigarettes in the head band while her black tuxedo had a variety of different objects in it, with the most prominent object being the pocketwatch in her left pocket.
"Lucky ye be, oh triple three." Psycho smiled.
"Well duh! Look at my cutie mark! It's a horseshoe with a seven in it, a pair of dice, and two black aces. Of COURSE I'm lucky! Thanks for getting me out. I trust that my dice telling me that I've got a deep role were right?"
Psycho was about to say something but this mare interrupted him.
"Of course I am."
"Sure. Do you know how to get out, Illus Ion?" Psycho mocked as he rested on his head above the only intact door.
"Uhhhh..."
"And thank Role Play for distracting the guards."
"That explains why the guards started to hop around like idiots and then started to search for bugbears, whatever that is. Where is he?"
"In the hat."
"..."
"INTO THE HAT!"
"I bet that I'll get there first."
"NOT-U RIKERY!"
In a remote area in Canterlot, within a damaged house, something was unveiling. This house was condemned as a crime scene, and the amount of blood smeared everywhere prroved this. However, despite the ponies passing by as if nothing was happening, screams were coming from the basement. Although inaudible outside, they were easily distinguishable within the dark, stony basement area.
Attached to a chair sat a screaming stallion wearing a black robe. He seemed to be in pain as Sociopath watched him closely from behind. In front of this stallion stood another with a body switching between very different tangents of color. This other stallion's mane and tail were both a transluscent blue, and they seemed to flicker as the tied up pony screamed in terror.
"AHHHH! I DON'T KNOW WHERE SHE IS!"
"Keep going Dysfunctional Calamity. He is a higher up, so he must know more."
"Why am I doing this AGAIN?" Dysfunctional complained, his evil grin faded, and his tired eyes looking ever more angry.
"Because the mare from last time was killed necause of your excitement to test your new techniques, now DO as I say!"
"Hmph."
The tied up pony continued to scream in agony while Dysfunctional evil expression continued to breathe in the exceptional pains endured by the stallion's mind being shifted by Calamity's powers, letting Sociopath walk through the door and close it behind him. Waiting behind was Bloody Red as an elegant, white coated Canterlot earth pony.
"I thank you for finding this other member."
"It was my pleasure."
The two continued to converse as they walked up the slippery stairs. The blood didn't seem to coagulate.
"How are the sisters?"
"They know."
"What?!" Sociopath eyed the serious stallion back and forth, then lashed out:"Already? By the Abyss! Then we'll have to hurry."
"No, no. Not that. The encounter between Illogic and Insanity."
Sociopath took in a great gasp."Ah. Good. You frightened me."
"You? Frightened? What could possibly scare you?"
"Do not mock me. She is quite capable of killing me, and I need to find her."
"Why? Love interest?" Bloody put a hoof to his mouth and chuckled while looking at the green stallion from the side.
Sociopath glared at him."This is no time for games. Just prepare for that encounter and let us be."
"Sociopath." Calamity spoke from the base of the stairs.
"What?"
"He won't break."
"...Heh. Mind Breaker."
"What?!" yelled a pony bouncing at the top of the stairs.
"Maybe you'll get a chance to redeem yourself. Get down there and extract the information. We'll have our information and when the encounter happens, thirteen days from now, we'll be ready."
"Eheheh." Mind Breaker chuckled as he bounced to the bottom of the stairs and immediately closed the door behind him with a spin. Naturally, the stallion started to yell, but that was immediately cut off by gurgling and mixture of strange colors seeping through the creases of the door.
"Poor Impaler. You'll never find the Pangemine clock."
Celestia and Luna had been preparing their soldiers for an eventual battle, with the heavily armored guards as a frontline wall. Twilight and her friends were preparing on their end, escorting everypony safely away from Ponyville. Pandora and Farseer, well, let's just say that they have found some very powerful unicorns and alchemists...and they were less than obediant, considering what looked like a simple mare with no wizard robes or anything flashy and a blind stallion to be poor excuses for mages.
"Wot's this here, eh?" a red stallion with a mint green mane with diagonal blue streaks going through them asked."You think that you can be our mastahs? Pscheh! Like if. I'm pretty sure I'm more qualified than you." he turned his back and smirked.
His voice echoed well within the nearly completed tower. The portal was complete, the barrier almost complete. All that was needed to complete the protection was to place the enchanted crystal at the top of the tower, which was still in construction. This enormous building was extremely wide, and it narrowed the higher one got, finally ending in just a few extensions. It looked more like a castle than a tower. Right now, the workers were on temporary leave to allow the new mages to prepare for what was going to happen. Pandora formed an evil grin on her face as she figured out what this cretin was saying.
"Are you challenging me for control over this tower?"
"Ya. I think we don't need ta see who wins. Awh'll be takin' the ke-"
The stallion dodged out of the way, but barely, as a portion of the fire cylinder thrown at him singed his mane.
"What in bloody hell was that?"
"Syber. You are well known for your fire magic. How couldn't you guess when I was going to cast a fire serpent?"
"Fire Serpent?!" everypony but Farseer yelled.
"Are you crazy? Fire serpents aren't that 'uge!" Syber shouted in anger.
"Nor can you control them?" Pandora flicked her mane into the air as she showed a maniacal expression.
Right behind the red stallion stood a serpent made of fire. It was flickering like a dying light and staring down the target.
"I won't be made a mockery of like this!"
Syber cast his own spell, another fire serpent, but it was only absorbed into the more powerful. He began to panic, his breathing becoming irregular gasps, and his horn glowing brightly.
"How about I smother you in a torrent of flame? Nopony has survived my fire tomb." he grinned, and from his coat came many walls of fire that drowned all the oxygen around the headmaster. The stallion walked to the closing wall and chuckled."Ha! See? Twas nothing." Syber's overconfidence soon found him flying away into a wall opposite of Pandora.
"Ice?" one of the mages wondered.
"Of course. A true mage can manipulate everything and anything to look like what they want. It is simply a rearrangement of the molecules."
"But I was taught that an object can change, but its true identity cannot."
"Foalery! With sufficient knowledge in chemistry and organic biology, nothing is impossible for a mage! THIS is why I've recruited you all. You shall be the first in a new line of powerful wizards, just like Starswirl and O'Connor."
Farseer facehoofed as he realized what she was doing. He decided it would be best if he intervened before she did something stupid.
"I'll-"Pandora's loud voice was cut off by a large foreleg placed in front of her mouth.
"That's enough, Pandora. You're getting overexcited again." he said in a calm tone.
"Oh. Eheh. Sorry." Farseer rubbed the back of her head in shame.
"Oooo! And who is THIS bulky stallion?" a blue mare white a white mane and tail wondered as she began to get uncomfortably close to Farseer.
"Farseer."
"I thought that wizards were old and wrinkly. You look. Eheheh..."
"Enough of your chantings. We have work to do."
"Yes. We will be havin strick training lessons from dawn 'til dusk. It is to get you all in tip top shape. Let's go to the lower floors for our first spell training session."
Everypony was overjoyed by this and followed their headmistress down the black, marble stairs. Well, almost all. Farseer was about to follow the group when he remembered something very important: Syber. He was still planted firmly in the wall, and he was covered in half-melting ice. The large stallion rolled his eyes and walked towards the brick-pony.
"C'mon, time to get you out of there."
"Whoo! I can't wait to see what is going to happen. I may not have done much, physically, but it's still thanks to me that they're all going to converge into this spot. I SO do love it when a plan comes together."
"Has it been thirteen days already? How time flies when you watch mages train and ruin their fun." he chuckled as he threw a clock into the air and watched it fly away.
Something strange happened to the alarm clock, though, and the glass broke while said mechanical object began to twist and bend as it turned purple.
"Hmmmm. Is that what Sociopath has been hunting? Interesting."
"H-Hey! I found you!"
"Oh, hello Rainbow Dash."
The pegasus tried to attack Discord but found herself stopped by a strangely solid cloud.
"Grrr. Lemme out!" she screamed as she now found herself entangled in the cotton ball.
"Why? Don't you want to see what happens?"
"Yeah! I'm here to stop it."
"You won't be able to. Look, I'm doing you and your friends a favor, because I like you."
"You what?"
"You managed to trick even me, and as a god of chaos, I approve that, although you could've just taken away my powers or turned me into a pony. Staying stuck in stone for all eternity is quite annoying and boring as well as irritating. Imagine not being able to move at all! You wouldn't be able to fly everywhere like you wanted to."
"That's true, but you're still evil! You made me turn on my friends."
"Oh come now. Did I make you hurt them?"
Rainbow Dash looked upwards as she started to think.
"No need to do such a thing. It'll overheat your brain, you already have smoke coming out of your ears."
"What? Ah!"
The colorful mare began to wriggle around uselessly as she tried to put out the fires in her airs. Discord was simply laughing at her while rocking back and forth on his back.
"This isn't funny!"
"Yes it is."
"What is it with you anyways? What do you like about torturing us?"
"I'm not 'torturing you'." Discord used a mocking tone as he bent his fingers."I'm having fun at your expense."
"That's...uhhh..."
Discord facepalmed.
"You really don't have any ounce of a brain in there, do you?"
"Yeah I do! Twilight wanted us to ask you what you saw in Psycho that intrigued you so, whatever that means."
"She's asking me why I'm interested in your colorful friend. I like him because he thinks that chaos and Illogic are two different things. They are one and the sa-"
*smack*
Discord received a flyer in his face that continued to flutter in the wind. Rainbow Dash tried to contain a chortle as she watched Discord remain awkwardly in his position of speech. After regaining his composture, the draconequus took the paper off his face and looked at the flyer. It was Psycho sticking his tongue out at him with huge words printed at the top of the page reading: "No they isn't not!"
"Wow. He used a triple negative. That makes no sense as much as it makes sense." Discord looked irritated for a long moment as he stared into nothing, then he rolled up the paper into a ball and tossed it."I hate math."
"Tell me about it."
"Ah? It's starting."
"What?"
"Why not have a closer look?"
As Discord leaned over the cloud's edge, Rainbow's cottony prison moved carefully forward as to avoid being noticed. There were two sides waiting down there. One side was acting weird on the roofs while the others seemed to have left ravaged lands behind them. While the weird ones were disorganized, the scary ones seemed fairly organized and quite capable of winning a fight.
Psycho was hopping with excitement on Sugar Cube Corner's rooftop with Illus Ion preparing her dice right next to him.
"Hey, Dealer. I bet that we'll beat them in under seven hours." she said with a wide grin.
"Now, see. Now that's, see, just a WIIIIIIIIIIIIDE challenge. Why not, see, narrow down the stakes a bit, see?" Psycho spoke like he had something in his mouth while he wore thick glasses and had a thick unibrow.
"Fiiine. Three hours."
"That's more like it!"
"ENOUGH STALLING!" Mr. Cracker shouted."Let's end this with broken bones and torn spines!"
"What a mean spider." a yellowy green stallion whispered in Cracker's ear.
Mr. Cracker jumped away in surprise. This stallion had deep blue eyes filled with joy and curiousity, along with a brown mane and tail. Cracker's mind began to fade, but the yellowish stallion jumped away as a huge monster slammed its fists at his exact spot.
"Thank you, Mind Breaker."
The black stallion known by this name simply walked forward with a fanged smile in his mouth. Dysfunctional Calamity simply walked up next to breaker with a darker look to his face.
"It wasn't for you. It's just that..."
"We like to be the only ones to break others' minds."
Psycho suddenly began to shout as he wore a kilt with blue and white facepaint while riding what looked like a chocolate duck:
"They meh tek our cabbage, but they'll neverrrrrrr take our fun!"
"Yeahhhhhh!" everypony from the Illogic shouted.
"BURN THEM!" Pyre shouted as she began to burn with fire.
Then the fight started. Everypony jumped from the rooftops and divebombed onto the enemy, some slamming into the ground with beanbags or simply with massive weights, while some found themselves knocked away with diverse weapons, flying in the air like an unladen swallow. And while said fights began, another portal leading from the World of Illogic appeared right atop the townhall. Out came two ponies. One had a gray body with a black mane and tail and wore a tuxedo. His legs looked like musical notes. The other one was green with a roughled mane and tail with red and yellow streaks. This one wore weird "shaded" glasses blocking any outside view of his eyes with bars, and was bopping his head and smiling as if he was hearing music.
"Well, I guess we're slightly late." the green one laughed.
"This isn't funy Tune Adjuster. We ruined a perfectly good entrance."
"Yeah. Sure. String Weaver, what say you and I do MY type of music this time."
"What? No! I'm made for serene music to the ears."
"We did your symphony last time. It's my turn now." the green one stomped the roof of the building and enormous stereos came out, accompanied by an electric guitar and a drum set.
"...Fine. You are my brother, and we're both fair, so, might as well. Let's just get this over with."
String Weaver walked towards his seat and picked up the drum sticks, his face full of 'compassion' for this style of music making. Tune Adjuster simply lift his right foreleg and showed that he had a mechanical hand sticking up with the pinkie finger and index finger sticking out.
"BLOOD SHOT!" he shouted at the top of his lungs before starting to strum the strings and letting his stereos shout their tune.
Meanwhile, on the battlefield, Ferro was finding himself surrounded by several ponies of the Illogic several times over. Even when he would headbang them to get thm on his side, albeit temporarily, it would simply fling them into walls or just skid them across the ground. If it was just for that, then he found more fun in grabbing them all and smashing into the ground, as he did with a mare who started to dig through his armor wth some spoons. He smashed her between his hands and threw the remains into a line of Illogic ponies. Satisfied with his doings, he chuckled and wiped his hands, just to be rammed into by a decidedly larger being. Pushing himself back up, Ferro saw what looked like a steel giant with a serious face. If put in comparison, it was much bulkier and seemed to have several plated portions covering its body. It had a shark mouth made for tricking others into thinking that a shark had bitten into whatever it bit.
"Huh? You look more like you'd belong with Insanity."
"..." it just continued to smile.
"Have it your way." Ferro cracked his knuckles as electricity began to surge through them and attacked.
The iron golem's boxing was very skilled, and each strike threw a thunderclap into the air as well as a blinding spark. The opposing creature just kept getting punched back and forth until it caught Ferro's arm and looked back towards him.
"SHHHHHOCK! UHUHAHAHA!" he yelled as thunder surged back through him and into Ferro.
"What? You'll pay for that!"
"Not likely, rusted bolt."
The two's fist collided, provided a small shockwave breaking the glass nearby.
Dysfunctional Calamity and Roleplay had locked "horns" together and were pushing eachother, trying to break the other's mind.
"I'll win this, stupid snake."
"Idiotic foal. I'll tear your soul into a thousand pieces."
Truly a battle of epic proportions with drama and action. Meanwhile, Solo and Pyre were fighting eachother with as much strength as they could muster. Solo constantly used her loud voice to push away the flames that the orange mare would create, but said mare's blazing eyes were certain of victory, especially as Solo was starting to get tired.
"What's the matter? Getting tired? Awwww. Too bad, because I don't have to move and I can still create fire."
"*huff* Just letting you*huff* relax."
"Of course you are." Pyre gave a "of course" face. "Now why not just burn away like a good blade of grass?"
"Oh. We can't have that." Discord thought to himself.
The thin needle of fire directed for Solo's heart became a cocoon that immediately let free a butterfly. Both were stumped.
"Huh? Well, that won't happen again."
"Raaaaah!"
"Ommpf!"
Neon Slash had dived in and tossed Pyre into a pile of hay farther away.
"Ha! Non can defeat me." he said proudly as he sterned in the air.
"Yeah, yeah. Thanks. There are more things we have to--" Solo was interrupted by Neon getting his leg grabbed by Mr. Cracker and being smashed into the ground with a loud breaking noise.
"Oh no!"
On the other side of Ponyville, where buildings were literally crumbling as the foundations of reality began to tear, Illus Ion and Blade Runner were busy having quite alot of fun. Both were chopping down the less notable members of Insanity.
"I bet you five bits I can cut them all ten of these guys down in thirty seconds." Blade Runner smiled as she stared at the members of Insanity looking frustrated and showing signs of hesitation.
"Go for it."
"Yah!"
In a flash, Blade Runner was back in front of Illus Ion with a smirk as the ten ponies just fell to the ground, unaware of what just happened. Illus tossed five bits to her bald friend and smiled.
"Well, I bet I can get that pegasus up there to fall down on that barrel on the house's balcony there, then to fall and crush those two unicorns right below it."
"What's yer wager?"
"My bits back."
"Ugh. Fine. Go ahead." the pony simply tossed the bits on the floor and rolled her eyes.
Illus picked up a rock and began to aim at the pegasus who was throwing explosives balls everywhere. With her tongue stuck out, she threw her projectile, landing a hit right on the wing, and causing the stallion to fall down and smash into the balcony, breaking it, and tossing the barrely own on the unsuspecting unicorns. The betting pony looked at Blade with a huge smile as she took her bits back, and said bald pony simply crossed her forelegs and pouted her lips.
The fight dragged on and on, much longer than the three hours first thought by Psycho. However, both he and Sociopath were nowhere in sight, and three other ponies were missing as well. The fights dragged on even more until Screwball and Psycho jumped out of chimney and yelled "Ta-da!" at everypony around. The beings of Insanity tried to attack Psycho, but found themselves running around in circles inside of a glass ball while the colorful stallion just stared at their now tiny bodies. The Psychopath put on the costume of a baseball player and prepared the glass orb, chewing on his gum and...preparing his preparations of prepping. Screwball adjusted her grip on her bat, and nodded. Psycho did the same and threw the projectile. It was a homerun! In fact, it was a homerun with every single one of the balls.
"Woo! That was awesome!" Screwball shouted.
"I know! It was fun! Now let's steamroll over these guys and get back to pranking."
Before anything could happen, Screwball found herself impaled by thorns erupting from the ground, said thorns being orange with pulsating yellow veins within them. Sociopath was there. Before Psycho could free his beloved, the spikes exploded, causing her to vanish in a puff of smoke. He just stared at the scene with a wide smile.
"Awww. Did I kill her? So sad. Now I'll do the same to you."
"Eh."
"...EH?! Why 'eh'?!"
"She'll be back anyways. That doesn't mean I'm not horrified by what you just did anyways."
"Then come at me!"
Psycho appeared right behind Sociopath and kicked him hard, somehow making the green stallion faceplant downwards.
"Ahahaha! That's how you do it! I'll enjoy taking my revenge on you after so lo--"
Everypony stopped what they were doing as a massive thunderbolt struck the ground and ran across it, cutting away both Psycho and Sociopath. Everypony looked up to see the mages from the tower arriving by air, the unicorns using levitation magic to keep themselves steady. On the other side, the royal guards were coming too, their massive weights making them kick up more dust than usual. The green stallion simply laughed at what was unfolding and began to yell.
"A three-way battle? Excellent! I'll show you pathetic royal guards why the Council's Militia was a much better organization!"
In Canterlot, everypony was mumbling, their panic apparent in many ways. Several returned to their homes to hide, but two in particular were just walking to a simple white house embedded in the streets.
"He's in there." Star Prophet said dryly.
"Good!" Jack kicked the door down.
The stallion's chalk white coat matched his black mane and tail with the same color of streaks going through them. His red eyes stared at another white stallion simply taking tea.
"What is this intrusion!"
"Stop that, Bloody Red. we know it's you." Star growled.
"Oh really? Then I guess you won't mind that I cut you up?" he spat back with a sip of tea.
To make up for lack of updates, I'm making a special. This will explain a few pointers on the World of Insanity and some of the many heralds that are in it. No. I won't put The Sociopath. I already made his story. This is just for my characters only. Sorry.
Be happy that you get to see the other heralds...as few as I'm showing.
Heralds:
Undersire:
This stallion has some black specks on his body, but the majority of it is golden colored. His mane and tail are the least masculine anyone can find, but his yellow eyes and bizarre open-mouthed smile when he sees you are enough to make anyone cringe. This stallion typically likes to wear black leather clothing with an open collar. He likes to disturb in more than one manner. His techniques are similar to The Sociopath's, but much more gruesome. He has a nasty habit of tearing creature's skeletons out and using them to decorate his home in the World of Insanity. How did he become a herald?
Undersire was once a typical farmpony at his parents' house. What did he do? He simply tended to the fields. Suddenly, out of nowhere, some marauders came and killed his family and stole the food. The reason for this was that Undersire's father was also part of a gang, but had never said anything and remained undercover as a farmer. Once he was found out, a herald was born. The stallion vowed for revenge and ran after the trained stallions, only to get himself kicked around. Galopping away with tears forming across his cheeks, he ran into the nearby forest. He sat next to his favorite stump and began to let loose all his pent up frustration, cursing upon his inability to protect his family or even avenge them. A certain problem arose, however. That stump was a sealing box for the embodiment of negativity, and Undersire's habit of going there after something bad would happen empowered the being ever more. What happened afterwards created the stuff of nightmares.
The creature, under the appearance of a black smog left the stump by destroying the top, and surrounded the confused colt who stopped crying but continued to tear up and sniffle a bit. The smog promised him power for vengeance. Power of defence. It even promised to revive his family. Once those last words were spoken, the deal was sealed. The stallion breathed in the fog and began to grow. His bones popped, his articulations cracked, and his body became as it is now. He wasted no time on his new appearance and followed the guidelines of the smog, running ever further from the forest and into the gigantic city that the marauders hid in.
This city was built upon a hill, so the roads went upwards in a type of inclined fashion, bending and turning whenever a superior floor was reached. The building of the marauders was a huge white mansion protected by two of these guys dressed as poilceponies of the city. They were confused at first, but everypony in the streets screamed in horror as Undersire punched them in the guts and caused the entirety of their internal organs to spill out of their mouths. It took a few seconds for them to die. After that, the colt began to feel power welling up insid him. He bust the door down and began to destroy everything in sight, not just those who would get in his way. After awhile, he went berserk.
Once Undersire reached the top floor of the mansion, he was covered in blood and guts, as well as panting heavily while his crazy smile adorned his face. The marauder leader did not have time to turn around from his dramatic position that the roof of his building exploded. A torrent of red liquid came down and covered the whole city in the killer's remains. Undersire simply laughed as he lost control of his body and mind to the smog. Needless to say, the city is now known as the red wastelands and the once fervent colt who desired justice had now become possessed by the negativity he so craved. No longer himself, he was recruited by a herald of the Insanity, and is one of the most powerful in existence.
Truviana:
This mare has a rather...devious tendancy to..."expose" herself. She likes to wear rather "naughty" clothing which I shan't describe here. However, her mane and tail are both black and similar to Octavia's style, while her coat is brown. Her blue eyes are more than enough to make many a weak-hearted stallion fall for her. Her cutie-mark is a can covered by a broken x. None have yet to figure it out.
Her manner of killing is like that of a succubus mixed with a changeling. Twice the power for twice the death toll. She has a habit of causing those around her with weak minds to become infatuated, and that allows her to absorb their life-essnce. It is even more refreshing when they begin to fight for her, allowing her to retrieve even more, eventually making the crazed stallions fall as wrinkled lumps, barely concious. Her only problem is the defect caused by the Insanity that prevents her from being free of the effects of ageing. Therefore, she needs the life essence to live.
Born into a wealthy family that was all about the physique and charms, Truviana had these things instigated within her as well and found her body magically modified and enhanced with magic the older she got, soon finding herself at the top demands of every royal stallion she could see. She never found true love because she knew that it was only for her body that the stallions called out for her. She became depressed, and soon learned from her own mother that the mares in the family were only meant to be jewels upon the crowns of kings. She was apalled by these sayings, so she spat in her mother's face and ran away, only to come back a few weeks later and learn that her mother was already with somepony else. Something clicked in her mind that day, and nothing else ever flew through it anymore.
Eventually, princes and kings alike began to fight eachother to death, and nopony knew why, until Truviana came back home with a cart of treasure. She was put to death after it wa sdiscovered that she was the cause of these death battles. Her soul was about to be taken by the Reaper, but it was kicked aside by the next herald that shall be described. Naturally, with tears, she accepted the proposal and became a herald shortly after proving herself.
Bones:
Yes. Bones. That is simply his name. Bones likes to grab bones from anywhere and wears them as a nice coat, making it seem like he is nothing but bones. Generally, his is separate from everypony in the world and likes to go hunting for himself. Even in the World of Insanity, not much is known about him, other than that he is practically identical in attitude to The Sociopath. He considers everything below him and to be inferior while he himself is superior, although it is said that he was once a vile killer who murdered simply for fun, and taunted investigators with clues purposefully placed around with an insulting message near them.
Nopony knows what his backstory is, which is a first, but his immense power puts him close to the supposed "next level of followers", even though no other exists. He has the habit of recruiting the most candidates for his world, and he frequently attacks the Reaper to do so, even going so far as to steal the scyythe of this angel of death and speed up the process so he can recruit somepony, because Bones is incapable of appearing in the physical realm of existence, preferring to do his deeds in the uninteractible and unseeable plane of existence.
Now for a special herald
Simpleton:
A tri-legged creature with an upper body pushed forward at a sixty degree angle, this creature came from a world similar to Equestria, except that they have technology in advanced levels to boot. It has two black eyes at the top of an extension similar to a head, but lacking anything other than a line to display a mouth. Its dark blue body with vertical green lines along its straight, spike-like legs are enough to crush even the sturdiest of bones. Its gender is not truely known, but many thing it is a male.
Simpleton was a citizen that incited a revolt against the governing party, hoping to overthrow to instill his hoped totalitarian regime. The problem was his low intellect and brash thinking. While the huge group of rebels managed to break through the giant steel doors of the government's tower-like facility, everyone was gunned down. He swore upon his puddle of blood that he would return someday and kill them all, and he would reign supreme upon the whole world, which he did. A herald reached him just before his death and gave him his powers, which involves sucking someone's soul out of their body and controlling the corpse like a necromancer. Granted, he can also do this with machines, which brings the question, what did he do to deserve becoming part of the Insanity?
Nothing, really, as these sorts of things happen infrequently enough. The herald that recruited him was becoming more and more linked with the Illogic, and was soon destroyed for it, but Simpleton, what with his direct ways of fighting stayed. He is used to instill fear into those who refuse to follow the Insanity, and he WILL trap your soul within a crystal kindly created by an inhabitant of the Insanity.
Prerequisites for entry:
Mostly murder, in the most brutal way or the most creative won't get you anywhere. While specific ways of joining are as unknown as the thought pattern of those in the Illogic, once you are accepted, you must endure several trials based on your style of servitude, but one trial is always the same: pain. In order to begin becoming an inhabitant of the insanity, you must endure a constant pain. A searing pain. Those that can't deal with it die, and are simply tossed out to reach the other side...depending on where they go...it's mostly directly downwards.
While these sort of things are typical, there are those who rise directly to heraldism, and they are granted an immense amount of power. This usual involves their already existing power or their capabilities. While not everyone can go in, it is still extremely packed, and if you get on their backside, expect death within the hour...unless you are protected by the Illogic.
Both the World of Illogic and the World of Insanity hate eachother because of their contradicting features, and their known embodiments are The Psychopath, and The Sociopath, respectfully, as these two represent their worlds in an almost perfect manner. Never find yourself in a battle between these two worlds...bad things can occur.
Surprising enough, Sociopath broke off from his upcoming fight with Psycho in order to charge into the regiment of royal guardsponies going into his direction. Farseer and Pandora followed while Psycho was blocked by two mages. One who controlled electricity and another controlling spells capable of tearing you apart with simple words. As these three did battle, Sociopath screamed as loud as he could while weilding the face of a true killer and slammed into the heavy guardspony with such ferocity and strength that said pony's armor broke into several pieces and the weilder was flung far away. Sociopath would have been overwhelmed by the incoming guards if he didn't obliterate the oncoming rows with sharp thorns summoned by stomping the ground.
"Ha!? You think that YOU'RE the succesors of the Militia? Preposterous!"
"They aren't!"
The green stallion jumped out of the way and spun around in mid-air to see that he was nearly sucked into a black void placed on the floor. It was sucking up everything around it, but was quickly disabled by the summoner. Pandora landed right in front of Sociopath, her face full of fury, ready to kill anything around her. However, Farseer pushed her aside, causing the mare to shriek curses that both stallions ignored.
"The Sociopath I presume?"
"Yes. Why do you put yourself between me and my next victim?"
"I have learned that you were once the leader of the Council's Militia. I was once a mercenary. I wish to spar with you."
"A sparring? What makes you think that I will not try and kill you during the fight?"
"Even though you had a disgusting way of killing enemy troops and displaying their bodies on pikes, you were known to let the adversary leave when confronted with a duel."
Sociopath smirked." Know then, that I have not lost a duel."
"Up until now."
There was a long moment of silence, and Farseer directed Pandora to Psycho, who was wearing a tribal costume and dancing around two totem poles with the two mages attached to them. Once she left, Sociopath struck first. Instead of being able to casually spin himself and trike Farseer in the neck, the blind stallion caught Sociopath's foreleg, and threw him over his shoulder being jump kicking his enemy a bit further away. Wiping dirt off his face, Sociopath hopped back up and performed several backflips before making a higher one and grabbing Farseer by the neck, only to through the blind stallion into the ground and slam into him. The stallion's neck was being crushed, but a quick jab into his oppressors neck artery let him catch a breather while the attacked stallion cringe back in agonizing pain. When he regained his posture, it was only to see a hind leg curve kick him, making him spin into a window.
"Unlike you, who learned to wield great stamina, strength, and endurance, I learned martial techniques as well as your own abilities." Farseer taunted as he looked in Sociopath's direction.
Psycho, on the other hoof, was attacking Pandora with a water cannon turret rotating on flying ferrets attached to eachother via tail. He was a tad more violent than usual, as the water streams were so condensed they were slicing through ground and rock alike.
"Imma cut yew in tow with meh trroosty turret."
"Ugh! Gah! Stand still!"
"I'm not standing. I'm sitting. There is a difference." Psycho answered in a 'know-it-all' tone, causing Pandora to grit her teeth.
"I've always wanted to thank you for saving me from that doomed tower." Pandora was steadily summoning a blizzard, the miniscule storm elarging as it soun around her ever glowing horn."Why did you do it? I need to know."
"Because you were the only one untainted by chaos, and you are the only one who can restore fun!"
"What?"
"Neehee!"
"Hmph. I should've known. Let's see if I can't cool you down a bit."
The enormous gust of frosty wind blew all over Ponyville, creating massive icicles everywhere. Pyra was the first to react, countering with her own explosive heat wave which blasted over its own side of the town, blowing everypony away and causing the buildings to start melting. Ferro, on the other hand, was having his own share of problems. This weird plated golem was also quite capable in combat as he was, or, atleast, capable of receiving hits. This strange being wouldn't stop attacking with electricity, its hits usually always missing while Ferro's would connect.
"Why won't you stay down?!"
"Thunder is relentless! It'll always hit the ground everywhere and never stop!"
"Grah!" Ferro yelled as he jabbed the creature several times in the neck, then the stomach, but its bent body always went back to normal.
"SHOCK!" it yelled as it punched the ground again, throwing lightning bolts into the air as the energy cracked the ground.
"Ten."
"Five."
"Ten it is."
"I hate you and your luck."
Illus Ion and Blade Runner had been betting on how many guards would appear in front of them. Needless to say, not many of the guards were doing well, and the three mages who left to fight them were completely tied up in snakes.
"Hey, Blade Runner."
"Hm?" the mare turned around with a half-asleep expression on her face while she gave one last punch to a guard's face.
"These mages seem rather weak."
"I know. It seems that they aren't ready. This isn't very fun..."
"Wanna play cards?"
"Sure."
The two each held a deck of cards that came out of Illus' hat, and readied them like ninja stars. As the lesser inhabitants of the Insanity came, both began throwing the cards like said projectiles, literally making them slice through buildings. Contact with these weapons usually resulted in the receiver to keel over thinking they were cut in half and pass out shortly afterwards.
"Twenty-five hit."
"Thirty-three. Ten bits." Illus Ion responded.
"Alrighty then."
Meanwhile, in Canterlot, Bloody Red, having made some new victims, and having plastered their parts all over the walls and floors of the once white city, found himself fighting a gigantic dragon while Star Prophet just leaned bored against one of the still intact walls. It was a massive battle, and many buildings were being crushed in the process while the inhabitants tried to fly each step. Bloody was always a step ahead and would throw his bladed tonfas at the fleeing ponies, allowing their bleed to seep onto the blade. He had many weapons at his disposal, but the tonfas were just so good at agility and splattering the red everywhere.
"I'm going to use your blood as body paint! I'l use it and reuse it. The Sociopath is counting on me, and I don't think that I'll ever have enough fun here!"
"How 'bout I pimp slap you instead?"
"What?"
*slap*
Jack had back hand slapped the reddening stallion into the ground, creating a huge mound of dust, and throwing some bricks at a hair of Star Prophet's head. She didn't react, nor did she really care. She was totally bored and was simply lying against her wall, letting her body slowly sink to the ground.
"Pfff. You'd think the Illogic would have given me better powers than this. Hm?"
The mare suddenly went into a trance, and both stallions stopped fighting suddenly, both looking around in fear as something approached. It was very dark and seemed to be linked with the clouds in the sky. They were surging with strane powers, and their bolts struck the ground with a great intensity, causing shards to fling everywhere.
"Run! It's the head commander!" Star Prophet yelled.
"Why? He never came for me. Where are you going?"
Bloody Red looked plainly at the two begin to fly away as Star lied down on Jack's back. The reddened stallion chuckled and yelled at the clouds as he slowly turned his head.
"Nice one! You scared them off, but I WANTED to kill them! Guess I'll have to settle with captu-"
Bloody was cut off as he found a yellow foreleg surging with electricty puncturing his chest. There was a long moment of silence as he coughed his own blood and slowly smiled.
"You can't kill us. The Insanity is always alive."
"Which is why I kill you in the most painful way imaginable."
The stallion walked out of black smog still covering him, and showed his entire body surging with electricity. His legs were yellow, but slowly turned to blue as they crawled up his body. He wore a green suit of armor emblazoned with topaz gems, and the helmet crawled its way onto his horn like a spiral. His eyes were also yellow, but seemed to have thunder surging from the tear ducts. His mane was blue with jagged yellow streaks going through them while his tail was yellow with jagged blue streaks.
"You aren't the only one of those two 'worlds' that I've fought. So many from the Illogic and the Insanity. The only one I've never managed to kill was Psycho, but I'll manage, one day. Now you must perish."
Back in Ponyville, everypony continued to fight, ignoring the massive clouds coming from afar with a murderous dripping. It seemed that the Illogic was getting the upper hoof, but only because of the distractions the mages and incoming knights caused. As the fight raged on, both Sociopath and Psycho stopped their fights, remaining in their positions for an incredibly long amount of time. Some sort of whistle blew through the air as the head commander arrived right in front of everypony, the shockwave, blowing the weaklings around him away. The metallic creature fighting Ferro broke off from his fight to try and fight the unicorn, only to see itself blown to pieces by an excess of its energy.
"All beings of the Insanity return to our world. I will deal with this cretin." Sociopath roared with rivalry.
"What about our duel?"
"We will have to do it again."
"What do you think, Psycho?" Pandora asked.
"I am-a flying avay vis eh balooooon."
In the air floated what looked like a barrage baloon with everypony from the Illogic on it. Psycho was wearing a brown cap and was messing around with the fragile contraption, causing it to jet backwards, away from the city. Pandora's brain flipped off for a second. Meanwhile, the former head commander and the current were in a faceoff, the two obviously creating a massive tension between eachother.
"I must admit, I beleived my succesor to be a spineless coward, yet you had the decency to not only kill one of our members, but even went so far as to confront me personally."
"Yes. I've heard of you.'The Impaler' as you were called. Scourge of the griffins. I must ask, though. Why did you both call of your troops?"
"Simple. I may not care, but the Insanity told me to do so. You are only confrontable by a herald, which I am, but even I don't need these powers to defeat you."
"Bold words for the predecessor."
"One thing. What is your name? I want to tear it off you when I kill you."
"Willow."
"How simplistic. It fits you nicely."
Farseer approached Pandora with the wounded mages behind him."It is time we leave."
"Good idea."
As the group walked away, they watched the two stallions lock "horns" together. It was going to be a terrible fight.
Two days later, after these events, Discord was flying around, having fun causing chaos as he was free to do so, but constantly found Psycho, Screwball, and, occasionally, Illus Ion, would confront him and thwart his evil plans, FOR 'MURIKA, as Psycho would say with a strange, flat topped hairstyle on his head.
Reality remained solid, as both the intervention of the mages and the head commander stopped the fighting before irrepairable damages were caused. Everypony of importance to the situation was within the royal throne room, the head commander standing at the base of the throne stairs, their cylindrical shape still impressive enough to the unknowing eye. Twilight and Rainbow Dash were in a debate with the two princesses and the commander.
"-we agree to that? We didn't get the elements like planned!" Rainbow grumble as she continued to hover in front of Celestia.
"Because our commander came back earlier than expected."
"I only aim to serve the princesses." he finished ash he half bowed, his stern gaze closing for a moment.
"But, our plan would have still worked!" Twilight whined.
"No. It wouldn't have. You think that the Illogic and the Insanity have just appeared?" the commander twisted his gaze to the six mares.
"Well, yeah. Ever since 'e threw some pie at mah face, ah've thought that Psycho was the only one."
"You're wrong."
"And I thought that they were all about fun and parties and pranks and-"
"NO! There are very few like that. Psycho has always been like that, and the Illogic is meant for fun, but there are things that you haven't figured out yet. Haven't you ever wondered who got them into their worlds?"
"No..." Twilight frowned in shame.
"Exactly! Neither have we."Pandora interjected."However, we do know that Sociopath had been staying in Ponyville for quite a long time and has been searching for something linked to clocks. Something purple."
Sociopath, Black Cloud, Crimson Gaze, and Quick Draw both stood in front of an immense black temple that seemed to be in ruins. It was covered with dead trees at some areas, while tall and powerful trees hung off the corners of another. This place was mostly dead, the path leading to this temple carved in the mountains being a slightly lighter shade of ash than the rest.
"We have heard that there have been reports of a new cult growing around Equestria, and that the Anti-Copperlings from the northern island have been preparing for something."
Quick Draw sniped the three cult ponies standing guard atop the temple, their corpses making almost no sound as the ash muffled their encounter with the ground. She carefully got back up, making sure that no others were alerted. Sociopath nodded and the four walked towards the temple, ready to enter it and face the perils within.
"There have been rumors."Farseer added,"That my master has told me. Of this cult leader, two exist, and both are linked to the same ancient world. One is a hand the turns clockwise, while the other is high in the astral time of the stars. I Have yet to understand what he means, but I suppose there are things that the Illogic are more implicated in that none of us know. After all, it is the only power completely absent from the entirety of reality and inexistance."
At the entry of a damaged Ponyville stood a lone mare, her wooden wagon filled with gears and clocks in tow. Her night blue cloak with many golden clocks drawn on it really gave her off, and her golden clock eyes were what attracted all surrounding attention to herself.
"This looks like the perfect place to set up shop. I wonder if I'll see Psycho in the meantime. Eh. More vacation time."
As the four continued through the ruins, Quick Draw had to ask:
"How did you fight Willow?"
"I dragged him into the Everfree forest and used my thorns to impale him several times. It would seem that he has become imbued with the fifth element of nature. One that mainly imbeciles seem to overlook."
"And how did you get out of it?"
"I was about to kill him, but you called me for an important meeting, so I had to leave. It was quite the battle that I haven't had in so long. Destroying entire forest sections, blasting through mountains. Something that you'll never see again."
Quick Draw continued to talk with the green stallion, but the two others behind chuckled.
"I bet you het got his flank handed to him." Cloud whispered.
"I don't think so. I think they were evenly matched, and that is what is irritating Sociopath."
"Hmm. I never thought of it that way." Cloud shrugged and followed the other two who were already going down a set of stairs, the dust of the ceiling slowly floating down as each step echoed within the crevices of the old and rotted bricks.
There we go. Not too good by my opinion. Also, the cameo page will stay in-case you forget your characters. If you want to use them to put them in stories that better describe their role in their respective worlds, go ahead. Just say what world the story is linked to. As for the rest, your characters, your decisions.
