A/N: I LIVVVVVVEEEEEEE! *cough* *gak* Urm, hello everyone! Newcomers and watchers alike. This is my second fanfiction ever! It's going to be a short fic, since I can't really fathom this idea going further with my crap creative thinking.

Also, to all Forever fans: I'm super, SUPER sorry for the lack of any sort of updates. I really plan on continuing the story, I really do, I already have the next chapter half-done by now. But the problem I've had with the fic is that I feel it's way too OOC and not so good, so I'm torn between finishing the first product and then remaking it or cancelling the first try and remake it ASAP. That said though, school's about to end, so I'll have a lot of free time these days!

Anyways, this fic is set with that little fan theory that has been running around, claiming Discord is actually a transformed Star Swirl. I really liked the concept, and it's finally not one of those "everything is a hallucination of X" craps that are so common among fandoms. I looked around and I haven't found any sort of fics for this theory, so I decided to make one myself, because WHY NOT? :D It may not be true (in fact the Season 4 finale makes the back story of not just this theory but the whole Equestria lore a lot more confusing) but I'm writing it anyway.

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Star Swirl was about to finish his prized spell after thousands upon thousands of failed attempts, and he was trying to hold in his excitedness. What would this spell do? The bearded pony intended this spell to be a secret due to its nature: being able to tamper with a pony's destiny, hopefully in the best way. And who knows? Maybe even add a bit of alicorn transformation into the mix. After all, what's not great about becoming an alicorn, the most powerful race of ponies, with just a mere set of words and a bit of magic?

He couldn't tell anyone about this, not even if he really wanted to. That's why these recent years he has been locked up in his personal library, he just couldn't let anybody know he was doing something that was quite taboo among ponykind. In fact, he's been so aislated from the outside world that all his personal relationships have begun to decay, as well as his personality. This single spell had drained him so much that he began to become a shell of his former self. The once jovial-yet-serious stallion transformed into an obsessive cranky old guy who hid perhaps one of the greediest works-in-progress in history.

His horn began to glow in its usual amber aura and levitated a quill towards an empty ink bottle without looking, dipping it expecting to receive it full of ink to write the last version of his spell. When the quill hovered over the empty page with no ink to speak of Star Swirl's eyes widened a bit in surprise, then caused him to frown and facepalm, dropping the quill in the opened book.

With a huff, the bearded stallion turned around to look around for more ink. He began to levitate a bunch of stuff to see if any of them was a bottle filled with ink. He turned around to see all the things he was holding until a knock in the door interrupted him, almost causing him to lose his concentration and dropping everything. Star Swirl grumpily reordered all the things he was holding in a breeze and headed to the door, opening it slowly. On the other side was Clover the Clever, his apprentice, shuffling a bit in embarrassment before noticing Star Swirl glaring at her.

"Oh-!" Clover eeked, "Hello Star Swirl, am I... interrupting you?" she asked.

"Yes," Star Swirl replied flatly, "What has brought you all the way here?"

"Well, it's been a long time since me and the others have talked to you," The mare explained, "I just wanted to make sure you were alright. Do you need any help? You look like you haven't gotten any sleep."

Star Swirl bit his lip, maybe he could let Clover help a bit. But wether telling her what he was up to or not was still unsolved.

"I just need a little favor," He admitted, opening the door fully so Clover could get in. The mare gleefully entered the library, and was a bit shocked at all the new artifacts and books that had been created since she had last seen the place. "I need to find a new ink bottle to finish a new spell of mine." The stallion hummed and resumed to levitating a bunch of the library's inventory.

"Really?" Clover asked, looking around for an ink bottle, "What will it do?"

Star Swirl flinched and glanced over at Clover angrily, "It's uh... None of your business, trust me." he puffed. He wasn't going to let Clover know what he was about to cast, at least not until he experienced the results himself.

Clover on the other hand rolled her eyes and kept looking for the thing Star Swirl needed. Eventually she came across a small bunch of ink bottles, most of them were empty, but she noticed that one of them was half-full, and picked it up with her magic.

"Hey, Star Swirl!" She called out, which caused the stallion to turn around in surprise, "I found this ink bottle, it's not new, though. Will it serve you any use-"

"YES!" Star Swirl almost screeched and snatched the ink bottle from Clover with his much more powerful levitating magic, Clover just stared at her friend in confusion. The bearded pony looked at his apprentice and scrunched, "Uhh, thank you Clover, now you can leave and go on with your daily routine." he thanked.

"Are you sure you don't need anything else-"

"No, of course not!" Star Swirl eeked and began to push Clover forcefully towards the door, "You've been of great use! Thanks, whatever! Now leave me alone! I need to finish something GREAT!" he rambled and finally managed to shove Clover out of the library. Before the mare could protest, Star Swirl closed the door with a very loud THUD.

"What in the hay...?" Clover questioned and turned around to return to the library, only to notice the door had been closed upon her. The mare frowned at first, but after a while she just looked at the closed door with a saddening confusion. What had ever happened to her mentor? Her friend? Why was he so grumpy, and what was he making now?

"I... I'll come back tomorrow if you need any more help...!?" She called out, hoping it was loud enough for Star Swirl to hear, then stood up, dusted herself off and left.

Star Swirl stared at the door dumbfounded for a bit before shaking his head and glancing over at the ink bottle, grinning mischievously. With a small laugh, he trotted over to the book and tossed aside the empty ink bottle to put the new one in its place. He reached out to the book in order to levitate the quill, when suddenly he heard Clover outside his library. His smile slowly dropped into a guilty frown. Was it really worth it shunning himself away from the ones he cared about? Was his behavior excusable?

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Of course it was.

He was making the magnum opus of all his career, for pony's sake! Surely any sort of unruliness coming from him could be excusable for making such an impact to magic, right.

The grin returned to his face as he readily levitated his quill and soaked it with ink, then hovered it over to the blank page and began to write:

From one to another,

from another to one.

A mark of one's destiny singled out alone,

fulfilled.

Star Swirl almost squeaked when he wrote the last line, tossing his quill to the side, he used his magic to lift up the book and then trotted towards the center of the room he was in. Then he gingerly placed the book in the ground and took a deep breath. After huffing he eyed over at the book and grinned from ear to ear, he was so excited to test this!

His horn began to irradiate aura as he chanted the words of the spell.

"From one to another." He stated, his horn began to shine even more.

"From another to one...!" He chimed, making his horn expel out even more magic aura.

"A mark of one's destiny... singled out alone!" The stallion stood up on his hind legs and had to close his eyes due to how bright the glow of his horn was becoming.

"FULFILLED!" He screamed at the top of his lungs, which caused his horn to emit a very powerful light and power in a flash and then stopping abruptly, causing Star Swirl to lose balance and fall over.

The bearded pony accidentally slammed his head with a table nearby, causing him to get a bit dazzled. Soon enough he was able to shake this off, though, and shakily raised to his hooves. Star Swirl immediately looked at himself frantically, trying to see if any changes had happened to him. He began to try and moving all of his body to see if anything was missing... or perhaps anything new appeared.

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Nothing.

He didn't feel anything new. No lost limbs, no new mane styles, and most importantly, no wings. This caused him to pout, yet another failed attempt at his magnum opus and yet another piece of scrap paper to add to the pile. Except he didn't notice one thing...

His horn was beginning to glow at its crevices.

It wasn't until some moments later that he noticed some light began to irradiate from his horn that Star Swirl noticed this and began to panic, he wasn't doing this! And most importantly, he wasn't able to stop it! Soon the light from his horn began to irradiate so much magic that it began to levitate poor Star Swirl up in the air and encased him within a magic bubble. The stallion tried to squirm and escape his self-made prison, but it was futile. Soon he had to close his eyes yet again due to the blinding light, he tried to scream, but all that came out was a gasp as he felt something on his back stretching outwards...

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BOOM!

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The magic bubble had exploded and dissipated, leaving Star Swirl unconscious on the floor. Groggily and shakily he began to wake up, trying his best to regain his balance and stand up.

"U-Ugh..." He groaned as he finally managed to stand up fully once again. With his head low and his eyes closed, he tried to catch his breath. After a while, he breathed deeply and raised his head, suddenly he felt something spring out of his cape, which made him jump in surprise. But the pony quickly recognized what was going on... He felt a bit heavier in his back area, and he could feel something moving. That only meant one thing.

Star Swirl's eyes lightened up with excitement.

He had done it.

It had worked.

"YES! AHAHAH!" He exclaimed, raising to his hind legs again and waving his front legs in the air, laughing like a madman. He kept on laughing for a solid minute until the laughter finally died down and he stood on all fours again, his expression showed a bit of a confused smile.

"Ahah... Hah... Oh..." Star Swirl sighed, unsure of what to do next. He turned his head around to check out his new wings. They were feathery and had the same color as his fur. So far so good he supposed, it was such a relief everything had turned out OK in the end.

With a soft smile, he folded his wings against his sides and walked towards his room. He needed much rest after this experience, that's for sure. But during all this time, Star Swirl had forgotten to check his horn yet again.

Its crevices were glowing dimly yet once more, and his eyes, once a beautiful amber, were now an unnerving crimson.