CHAPTER FIVE: I BECAME CHAOS

I rushed back to my house and burst through my front door and up to my bedroom.
I was greeted with the sight of Luna sitting on my bed, crossed-legged and facing the wall.
"Luna, Luna I have something to tell you!" I said, touching her on the shoulder. She turned around to face me; tears were streaming down her face.
"What is it?" I had asked, worried and confused.
"What is this?" she muttered through her tears. She levitated the photograph of her and Celestia as children.

I had forgotten that after my first encounter with Celestia, I had cut Luna out of the background and drew a heart around Celestia. It was just a quick doodle and a way to cure my boredom, but I had completely forgotten about it.
"Luna, I was just bored-"
"You're in love with… with my sister!" she shouted at me, glowering her horn in my face.
"Luna, I don't, I-"
"Save it Discord, I don't want to know."
Luna stormed out crying, leaving a trail of tears behind her.
"Please don't leave Luna, please!" I screamed at her. I felt something swell inside of me, an anger that I could not control. She wasn't listening to me, and I so desperately wanted her to hear me out.
I couldn't help it, but before my very eyes I witnessed it happen.
The ground before Luna turned to stone and the walls closed in on her, making her exit impossible
"What's going on?" she shouted, glaring at me through her tears.
"I don't know Luna…" I felt the anger grow stronger in me, and the room turned even darker and grew smaller.

I was a monster and I didn't deserve Luna.

"Just leave Luna." I shouted at her. "Leave!"
She began to make her way out of the window, sobbing hysterically.
"I loved you Discord. I really did." She sighed, taking off in flight.
After she left, the room began to return to its normal state. I sat in the middle of the room and cried.

-x-

It had been six months since I'd seen Luna. I never heard of her since, and I was so deeply in love with her.
Most of the time I'd just lie in my bed and think about her. I missed her energetic nature, her warmth and smile, and most of all; the way she made me feel so very happy, something that never genuinely came around these days.

My little sister had been born; she was a blue unicorn named Twinkle, a perfect child. My father loved her so, always calling her "my special little girl" and bragging about her to all of his friends. My mother was still so ill. I blamed Twinkle, for it was her fault, I knew it in my bones.

I got so angry, so very angry. At times I wished Twinkle would disappear so very mysteriously, for I hated her more than I could bare.

I found happiness in something different. Not the happy memories of my precious Luna, or even the dead beauty of her sister Celestia. I did not remember the good things in my life, and I turned in to something evil and lost myself.

I became chaos.

I practiced many tricks in the art of disruption. I'd cause my room to rain chocolate, turn the floor to a checked pink and blue pattern and do many other useless things like make the furniture of my house float. It wasn't satisfying. I wanted my revenge on ponies; teach them for all the wrong they had caused me. It took one little twist in my tale to send me over the edge.