Naruto Uzumaki, Master of the Kage Bushin and Rasengan techniques, Sixth Hokage, Sage of Fire, Hero of Konoha and the Ninja World at large, was nervous. No, that wasn’t quite the right word for it. He wasn’t nervous, more like… anxious. That was a better word. Naruto Uzumaki, son of the Fourth Hokage, Student of Toad Sage Jiraya, and one of the new order of Sannin, was anxious.

And the reason for that was someone or something was in his home without his permission, possibly planning on enacting something horrible against for some past decision he made, or for the honor of some friend he had beaten down. It was his job as Hokage to protect his village, by virtue of being the strongest ninja of the entire village, after all.

And so, here he was, with an ANBU team and a contingent of Clones backing him up. It had taken a while, but they had finally managed to pinpoint whatever this shifting energy signature was. Naruto was scowling, seeing as the energy source was apparently sighted near the Ichiraku Ramen Stand by one Kakashi Hatake. Naruto was more than sure that Kakashi’s report was accurate; the Sharingan and years of experience were hard things to doubt. Eyes narrowing, scenarios of both Mr. Teiuchi and his daughter Ayame dead and strewn about the Ramen shop they ran, along with other, equally unpleasant images flashing through his mind, Naruto concentrated.

His fears were quickly dispelled, however when Naruto activated his Sage Mode. He could feel both of them alive, which was a relief. The source of the constantly shifting energy was there as well; this close to it, Naruto had a pretty good lock on it. Whatever it was, it wasn’t escaping this time.

Although… something seemed weird. When he was examining the energy, he could have sworn it… The best way he could have described it was that it ‘cocked an eyebrow’ at him. It wasn’t even a feeling or something like that, it literally looked like the energy cocked an eyebrow at him. What the hell was he dealing with?! Even when he was this close, he couldn’t get a proper ‘feel’ on the energy, it could literally be anything from a demonic chakra beast in human form, to a divine spirit or some crap like that! How he knew what a divine spirit’s chakra felt like was a different story altogether, for now though, Naruto motioned towards the shop, and an ANBU member ripped back the screen and found…!

Naruto blinked as the odd man stared back on him. He was a foreigner, that much was for certain. The odd, seemingly patched together clothing looked like it should have been made of rags or something, but it actually seemed like pretty high quality materials. It was simply… Odd. There wasn’t really another word to describe it, save for maybe ‘eccentric’. He was sure Ino would have flipped at seeing it, and made a mental note to see if any of the security cameras installed around Konoha had caught it on tape.

The strange man’s build wasn’t strong or anything, he looked kind of skinny if Naruto was honest with himself. No, that wasn’t the most unusual part about him. The strangest thing was most definitely his eyes. His cornea were white, his iris’ were red, and his scillia were yellow. He was also sporting a nice hat, in Naruto’s opinion, but the eyes were really striking. Of course, being who he was, and who he was friends with, Naruto was well aware what kind of power the eyes could hold. Unquenchable black fire, being able to see in every direction, obscenely powerful illusions, mastery of every singular Element… Yeah. That could be a problem.

“Ah, Naruto! My favorite customer, how have you been lately?”

Mr. Teiuchi’s voice snapped Naruto out of his apparently slightly self-inflicted daze. Those eyes were just creepy. He was beginning to think he could see them changing shape, even as he looked at them, but a quick glance proved him wrong.

“Uh…” Naruto chuckled, his hand hidden behind his back as he waved back the ANBU, “Doing great Mr. Teiuchi, you just can’t keep me away from your ramen!”

“Oh, is that so?” Ayame teased as she brought out a large bowl and set it in front of the strange looking man. “Not even your wife can stop you?”

Naruto paled at that moment, not because he was afraid of his wife, but because he was afraid of the disappointed look she would give him.

Letting Tsunade or Sakura punch his face in, full force? No problem.

Sparring with a drunk Lee? Bring. It. On.

Fighting Sasuke for no other reason just because? Weekly event.

Seeing the hurt and saddened look on his beautiful wife’s face? Might as well kill him then and there, because he would never forgive himself for doing that to her.

“Ah ha ha, no no!” Naruto rubbed his head, sweating and begging forgiveness for his future actions to his wife in his head. “She let me have some today.”

Teiuchi and Ayame could only raise an eyebrow at their Hokage, an imaginary arrow slamming through Naruto’s chest, the words ‘LIAR’ painted on it.

“Forgive me Hinata… It’s for good of the village…’ Naruto thought-wept to himself as he set himself down on the seat next to the strange man, who only chuckled a bit as he ate his bowl. “Alright! Time to eat! My usual!”

Ayame laughed as walked over to the pot and poured three large bowls for their leader. “Here you go, Naruto.”

The strange man raised an eyebrow as Ayame set down the three bowls, watching Naruto as he slapped his hands together, bowing his head before giving her a large smile. “Let’s eat!”

The man paused in his meal, staring wide eyed as Naruto polished off his first bowl in mere seconds and moved on to the second. Naruto turned to see the man grab his bowl and begin to guzzle it down as quickly as he could in response.

Naruto didn’t know why he did it, but he passed the third bowl to the man just as he finished. The man smiled and took it. “Mmmmm…. this is delicious! Ommmm… It’s so hard to get good ramen where I’m from.”

“Where’s that?” Naruto asked.

“Very… very far away,” the strange man replied cryptically. “Across the oceans, the mountains, the desert… You’d never know.

“What do you mean? Are you from some strange new continent that ‘appeared’ in one of the oceans?” Naruto asked

"Well, I'm trying to destroy one of those..." The strange man said thoughtfully. "But no! I'm from somewhere else!"

Naruto’s eyes narrowed a bit at the strange man. So he was possibly seeking to destroy the Land Hidden in the Mist… maybe something else possibly? This requires more information... “Where exactly? If you're seeking Asylum in my village, you might want to give me some more information to work with.” Naruto persisted.

"No, not asylum! Though I've even told I belong in one multiple times," the man said. "No, I'm looking to relax for a short while. Recharge, then leave."

“Hmmm alright then,” Naruto began. “What exactly does ‘recharging’ entail?”

“I stay around awhile, likely go on some whimsical adventure, then leave.”

“No village-destroying antics? No damage to the village? No destruction of property?”

“I’ve been told that I should stay away from that, so no. And… seems pretty peaceful here, so I think I’ll just kick back-” A set of bizarre sunglasses appeared on his face. “And reeeeeeeelax. Say… this stuff’s pretty good.”

“Used to come by here all the time,” Naruto said, a slight smile flickering across his face as the memories passed by.

“I could eat this all day!” the strange man declared, practically drinking out of his ramen bowl. A strange look crossed his face for a moment, before a wide smile practically split is head in two. “...Ramen eating contest?”

“I don’t know about that,” Naruto said, half laughing, half choking. “My wife wouldn’t be happy… she’s a great cook, you see, and-”

“Live a little! Besides, how can you say no to this!?” the strange man asked, shoving the golden broth in his face.

“I guess I could have just one bowl.” Naruto said. “What’s your name anyways?”

“Call me Fury. Nick Fury.” he said with a smile.

‘That doesn’t help me in deciding your fate with a name like that...’  Naruto thought as he placed a forced smile on his face.

“THEY’RE GOING ON BOWL THIRTY!”

“GO HOKAGE! YOU CAN BEAT THE CRAZY FOREIGNER!”

“Mah, Naruto, I have a rather large bet on you. Gai betted against you in this match.”

“Neh! Kakashi, don’t spur him on! Do you not see the YOUTH in Fury’s eyes! GO FURY, BEAT HOKAGE WITH YOUR POWER OF YOUTH!”

“OI, I PAY YOUR MISSION CHECKS!”

‘Well,’ thought an oddly dressed man who was watching the events from afar through a pair of binoculars, ‘I wonder why a version of Discord is doing this? Maybe he’s just looking to take a break like #1 said; I guess it isn’t anything to worry about.’ He thought before leaving undetected.

“BOWL FIFTY!” Teiuchi called out, causing the crowd to roar in approval. Seeing their Hokage act like this caused a lot of the villagers to relax and enjoy the competition between the two gigantic eaters.

“I’m not going to lose Fury, this is my element!” Naruto gave him a dark chuckle, only for Fury to give him a dark smile of his own.

“I won’t lose either! Ramen is a gift from the gods themselves! It shall not be wasted!”

Both men grinned as the next bowl was placed before them before they began to eat, the cheering exploding as they began.

Before Naruto could react he suddenly got a sense of dread… someone was coming and it was possibly the worst timing ever. The Hokage just knew when his lovely wife Hinata was around the corner and he had fifty something bowls of ramen! Acting quickly Naruto used a quick henge to ‘disappear’ once Hinata came into view.

Hinata watched as the strange looking man finished his bowl, looking around for his opponent. “Hey, where did he go?”

“Lady Hinata is here!”

“Oh boy.”

“L-l-lady Hinata!”

Hinata said nothing as she watched as many of the group backed away, before she slowly trained her eyes on an old man hobbling away.

“Naruto.” She called out softly, causing the old man to stiffen up.

“Eh?” The old man shakily turned in place. “Who now? Naraka! Thats my name alright!”

Hinata continued to stare at the old man, Fury staring in confusion as she said nothing, but the old man began to sweat bullets while laughing.

“You are sleeping on the floor.” Hinata said quietly. Fury blinked as large smoke burst from the old man, Naruto in his place, on his knees, and kneeling as low as humanly possible before the woman.

“AH! NO! HINATA! MY LOVELY WIFE! MY GRACIOUS AND KIND WIFE! I’M SORRY! FORGIVE ME!” Naruto cried out, almost appearing to try and bash his skull into the ground, and succeeding to some degree.

‘Fury,’ as the strange man called himself, was desperately trying to keep his chuckles under control. He failed. Spectacularly.

“OI! SHUT UP BASTARD!” Naruto screamed at him, watching as the man fell off his stool, rolling across the ground holding his side. “I’m sorry, Hinata, I’m just keeping an eye on this guy.”

“What?” Fury stopped laughing, hearing this. “Keeping an eye on me? What’s that suppose to mean?”

Fury blinked as Naruto waved his hand, and found his arm latched on by several animal masked men. “What?!”

“You are an unknown person that infiltrated the Hidden Leaf Village.” Naruto started off, “Somehow bypassing scores of defenses we set up to stop such a thing. Your chakra is far too different from normal humans. So tell me…”

Fury blinked as the man’s energies shifted, something from deep within welling up and bursting out like a bomb. Discord closed his eyes, before opening up to see the young man changed before his eyes.

No longer wearing a black and orange jumpsuit, his entire form was changed into flaming energy, black writing covering his body, even forming a cloak to his surprise. If he had to gauge to his power, Discord would range it was close to that of Cadance’s own magical might, maybe even a little beyond it.

“Who are you? You stand before the leader of this village, the Hokage, strongest ninja in the entire region. My name is Naruto Uzumaki, Son of the Fourth Hokage, Toad Sage of the Mount Myōboku, Jinchūriki of the Nine Tail Fox Kurama, Hero of the Fourth Ninja War.”

‘Fury’ blinked. He blinked again, eyes widening a little bit, before something unexpected happened. Something unexpected for the ninja, anyway. He began to smile. Then chuckle. It eventually graduated to a full on belly-laugh, streams of tears running down either side of his face.

“Y-You humans! You never, ever fail to amaze and amuse me, pfff-! L-li-like right now! What you’re doing is simply insane! It’s brilliant! Brilliantly insane! I-I mean, haahahah! If you mess up once, just once, you’re stoned! Taken for granite! Chucked in some old lady’s statue garden to be beset upon by endless hordes of pigeons! But-but the best part!? The way you’re combining your own energy with that of the natural energy in the air! Hahahaha! It’s so harmonic, yet primally chaotic at the same time! Oh, oh, this is the best! Haaahaa! Ahh.. Aha, if-if only she were here to see this…”

‘Fury’s face fell a bit at that, but the flash of sorrow was gone in an instant. Back to chuckling, ‘Fury’ smiled widely at the burning yellow young man.

“Who am I, Naruto Uzumaki, Son of the Fourth Hokage, and current Hokage of the Village Hidden in the Leaves? Well, as a ‘man’ of action, I think this speaks for itself!”

The sound of snapping fingers filled the air for the briefest of moments.

Immediately after, the very feel of the air around the area changed dramatically, becoming disordered and rampant with chaos, banishing the quaint and peaceful feeling the village normally gave off. Immediately, the ANBU Black Ops that had accompanied Naruto tried to draw on their chakra, only to find that whatever ‘Fury’ was doing was completely blocking them off from it, or, in other cases, made it do something entirely different. Some struggled to stand, while others curiously began to float in mid air, unable to affect their position in any way, shape or form. Another, attempting a Wind Style technique, only produced a flurry of feathers from his mouth, coughing to dislodge some of the more persistent hangers on.

Those present with ocular Kekkei Genkai could literally see the chakra in the air sway and shift, vastly different than what the normal chakra in the air looked like. Order turned to disorder, chaos replacing the normally ‘quiet’ sea.

Discord couldn’t help but be impressed that Naruto still stood tall in front of him, unaffected by his meddling. In fact, he seemed to grow in power, his eyes narrowing, and took a fighting stance. Normally, one would be cowed by such a display of power, and yet the young man didn’t even blink at the change around him. Discord hummed softly before snapping his fingers once more, reverting the world back to normal. Discord held up his hand, bowing his head slowly.

“I think it may be best if I introduce myself, truthfully. My name is Discord, Lord of Chaos. I walk beyond your world in search for a world in need of dire assistance. I have no desire to fight you, Naruto. I feel like you and I would leave a rather large mark across this beautiful village, and I happen to have grown fond of this village’s quaint appearance.” Discord raised his head, looking directly into Naruto’s eyes. For the first time, he saw an aged appearance in the young man’s eyes. “I am doubly impressed that your very power resisted anything I did. You have power, yet you do not abuse it. You stood calm as the world changed around you, I doubt anything I do next would really surprise you at all.”

Naruto continued to stare at him before slowly slipping out of his stance, giving him a small nod. “I see.”

“Hokage…” an ANBU member stood next to him, still tense at the man’s power. He felt something similar once before, when Naruto unleashed the power of the Nine-tails during Pain’s attack on the village. This man held that power and unleashed it on a whim before reeling it in.

“Go. I will take care of it.” Naruto waved him away.

“But-!”

“Go!” Naruto glared at him, a soft touch of killing intent behind the glare.

“Y-y-yes Hokage!” The ANBU stuttered out. They and the other villagers left the area, leaving only Naruto, Hinata, Teiuchi and Ayame. Naruto turned back around, looking at the newly revealed Discord.

“So…”

“So.” Discord said quietly, looking back to the two Ramen store owners, he snapped his hand, a small stack of gold bricks appearing on the counter. “For all the wonderful Ramen.”

Amaye promptly fainted, and Teiuchi turned pale remarkably quickly, tentatively touching the golden bars, to make sure what he was seeing and feeling was actually real.

“Perhaps…” Hinata spoke up softly, looking at her husband and then Discord. “It be best if we talk away from prying ears and ears. Over tea sounds nice, right Naruto?”

Naruto blinked, turning to look at Hinata before giving her a beaming smile. “Yeah, that sounds good. Follow me, no funny business.”

“But I’m all about funny!” Discord pouted and crossing his arms like a child.

Discord looked down at his cup, the sounds of the wind flowing through the trees and soft chirping of the local birds was rather soothing.

Also kind of boring.

“I see.” Naruto whispered as Discord finished his tale, with visual que’s, his fist shaking as in fury until Hinata gently placed a hand onto it. She gave him a small smile before looking back to him. “Even though it all sounds crazy.”

“Do you require our help, Lord Discord?” Hinata asked with a kind smile. Discord was rather put off by the question.

These people just finished their own war, lost hundreds, if not thousands in the war.

He couldn’t put them through that, even with their powers of chakra at their disposal for their fantastic abilities. They would be overwhelmed by sheer numbers even with Naruto’s ability to clone hundreds of himself, something he copied for himself once he saw it, it would be too much.

“I can’t ask you to do this. You or your village.” Discord said quietly, putting the cup down on its plate. “If the Tyrant finds out about you or this world, she will do everything she can to weaken it. She will go after you, Naruto.”

“Heh. You forget, you’re in a village filled with ninja.” Naruto smirked, only to frown as Discord shook his head.

“And she will send millions to overwhelm them just to get to you. She will turn everyone you care about to her little minions, take their powers for herself before finally changing you, then move onto another world until her army has so many powers that they’re impossible to defend against. ” Discord muttered. “No… I can’t take you with me. Besides, I am still searching for that world. It might be years before I find it.”

“How long have you been doing this?” Naruto asked.

“Sheesh, I lost track of time, almost two thousand years now. Though the flow of time differs for each world. So as far as I know, only twenty minutes passed on the world I am searching for.” Discord muttered.

“Damn…” Naruto said, looking away. “Shit, those new foals sound like some sort of Edo Tensei Jutsu.”

Hinata nodded her head with this, refilling Discord’s cup. “Yes, it does. But this is on a much worse scale.”

“Yeah.” Naruto gave Discord sad look. “Hey, before you go. I want you have something.”

“Naruto…” Hinata gave him a warning look, but he just gave her a bright smile.

“Here!” Naruto pulled out a large scroll and tossed it to him. “I like to think of it as my back up scroll of tricks and kunai.”

Discord stared at the large scroll, his eyes shifting before giving him a bright grin. “Oh, very clever. I think I know a pony that can use this. Oh, and some instant Ramen cups as well! Thank you!”

“Heh, forgot about those. Good to know.” Naruto chuckled, “Besides, I think you’re topped off now, eh?”

Discord blinked before giving him a bright smile, “Yup.”

Discord jumped to his feet, popping his neck as he stretch, he turned to the two, bowing to them. “Thank you.”

“Go, Lord Discord. Defend the Realms and know that we pray for you and your allies victory.” Hinata softly said as she bowed to him.

“Eh, don’t be afraid to come back for me. I can use a bit of practice.” Naruto chuckled.

Discord allowed himself a sad smile as he opened a portal to the void, looking back at the two. “I really hope that doesn’t have to happen.”

“Don’t worry, Discord. We got your back! Believe it!”

“You did it again.” Hinata chided him, a mischievous smile on her lips.

“Damnit!” Naruto cursed out loud, causing Discord to laugh as he jumped through, giving the two a small wave as he did.

“Well. That was quite fun!” Discord said to himself, as he floated through the multiverse, between node after node. He floated around one spherical universe, this one, from what he could tell, a world where humanity was stuck at the same level of technology as the ponies in his native Equestria. “It’s a nice break after-”

“After what?” he heard himself ask.

And he stopped, seeing another version of him, floating just by the same universe. He looked confused.

“What are you doing?” his counterpart asked.

“I’m looking for another universe!” Discord said.

“Branching out, getting away from those annoying Elements?” his counterpart asked. “I like that! I’ve been doing the same thing. I found this demon-”

Discord drew in a sharp breath, hoping it wasn’t what he thought it was.

“-And he has such wonderfully chaotic plans! Maybe we can join forces?”

“Actually… I don’t think I can do that,” Discord said. “I’m not actually trying to cause chaos in another universe! I’m trying to save it!”

His counterpart looked at him, and fell over laughing. “Oh… save a universe? That’s… that’s rich. What are you going to do? Lure them into a false sense of security so you can-”

“No,” Discord said. “I have responsibilities!”

“You sellout,” his counterpart said disgustedly. “Next you’ll even tell me that you’re working with those alicorn princesses!”

“Well, excuse me for not wanting to throw my lot in with Tirek!” Discord roared. “Bloody hell, was I ever this selfish and obstinate?”

“...Tirek?” his counterpart asked, shrinking in fear and shuddering, to the point that he would be on eye level with a large earth pony, perhaps the Element of Honesty’s big brother. “Your Tirek’s back?”

“No,” Discord said. “Another universe’s is.”

“Oh, that’s normal,” his counterpart breathed out. “Still, I appreciate-”

“Except,” Discord interrupted, “he pierced the Odd and breached the multiversal barrier, but not before possessing his world’s Celestia using that damnable bag of his, and killing off most non-pony races, and… the Celestia he possessed? She’s stronger than me. And she ate her Discord’s magic, and all that remained was his memories, which my ever-so-sexy twin managed to implant into Twilight, which would blast a human into another Equestria without Tirek. Oh, and that Celestia ate Luna’s power as well.”

His counterpart drew in a gasp.

“I have memories of being trapped for years in Twilight Sparkle’s mind, while she was taken over by some… thing. I suppose the Element Bearers wouldn’t have agreed with Celestia, so she made Elements that would.”

“Do… Do I want to know?” his counterpart asked.

“NO,” Discord vehemently said. “On top of that… the Celestia he possessed is leading a genocidal campaign against a human universe, turning every human  into zombie-like ponies with no higher brain function that will never be able to create anything remotely chaotic, and destroying any evidence that they ever existed! And worst of all… once he destroys that world, the multiverse is next!”

“Can I just ask you one thing?” his counterpart asked. “Why… in the name of all that is chaotic… Does your Tirek’s plan involve TURNING EVERYTHING INTO PONIES?!”

Discord paused. That… was actually a good question, come to think of it. “I… don’t actually know. I think the bag preyed on Celly’s love of order?”

“That makes sense,” his counterpart agreed. “I may be involved in something that my Celestia might not like… but far be it from me to stop myself from stopping Tirek! There’s a universe over there-” he pointed in a direction that was not up, right, down, or left, marking one other spherical universe that way. “-That has humans and ponies. I think that might be a safe bet. Oh, and…. if you see the Elements, especially Pinkie Pie and a tall human wizard in a leather duster, carrying a staff and a magnum revolver…”

“Yes?”

“They’re looking for me for what I’m doing, and they’ll think you’re me. Stay out of their way, alright?” his counterpart asked, and he was gone. “I’ve seen that universe, by the way. Don’t worry-I’ll give you a disguise. Now go! I think they’re on my tail!”

Well… he appeared to be giving good advice. This time. So why not? Discord flew at the universe he’d described, fast as he could, only to find himself…

Sitting down in a seat in a dark room, in his human form. As his eyes adjusted to the gloom, he saw a wall burst into light, to find that… that...

I’m…. in a movie theater? Discord wondered to himself.

Why a movie theater?

He wouldn’t get an answer as to why exactly the hole he’d opened up in the multiverse would lead him to a movie theater, with him sitting down in a chair, in human form, dressed like Raoul Duke.

And even if something in the next couple minutes could have answered that question, he was overcome by several more by the time the movie began. Like “Why,” or “Oh Mother why?!” and “Who directed this?!”

Discord saw to his surprise that there were both humans and ponies in the seats at the theater. Curious, very curious-though neither of them appeared to have an overwhelming desire to kill and/or ponify each other.

The title scrolled across the screen, in huge letters a shade of red that assaulted the eye, proclaiming the movie to be called THE CONVERTERS.

“It is the year 2045,” the onscreen narration droned. Not any one of the more interesting verbs, no. It droned. In the tone of voice of one who was drunk during filming, and just could not be bothered to care.

2045?! That was way off from what Marcus had described. And… that appeared to be a zebra in this theater as well. Nope. Wrong world. Interesting world, yes… but not what he was looking for.

“Equestria has made contact with humanity,” the narrator continued, showing a desolate, bombed-out No Man’s Land. Huge, oily planes, almost a caricature of human machinery, flew overhead, and the battlefield was littered with poor CGI skeletons and casings. “Unfortunately, its magic has proven impossible for humans to survive, lethally irradiating humanity.”

A movie. He found another Earth, one that had made contact with another Equestria… that made a movie that so coincided with his friend’s struggle.

Evidently, he wasn’t the only one that thought it was absurd-though everyone else in the theater did for different reasons. “BULLSHIT!” yelled one pegasus, floating near the ceiling.

“The only solution for humanity is for them to accept ponification-”

No no no...

“Allowing them to survive the outbreak of magic. And yet, some of them could not accept the…” at this point, the narrator seemed to have been regretting the role he’d taken, “Gift of ponification, and thus, they resist.

“You have got to be kidding me…” Discord stared at the screen with a deadpan stare.

“This is fucking disgusting,” said a young man with dirty brownish hair, sitting next to a young black woman. His accent was rather weird. “Reel Action could not portray Princess Celestia for the life of her, and that’s the least of our worries!”

Now there was an understatement. Saying it had been ‘disgusting’ would never truly be able to encapsulate all the ways it was bad. The costumes had been good, the battles were well-choreographed, and the sets were very well-done as well.

Unfortunately, nothing else was likeable about the movie.

“You don’t have to tell me that,” Discord said neutrally. He supposed he could be obvious... but showing up in his full draconequus form would likely be more trouble than it was worth. Besides, given the population of ponies, it was extremely likely that the human military might have countermeasures of some kind.

Like some sort of prototype weapon they’d hidden away for something like that disaster movie he saw. A world with humans and ponies would likely lead to some interesting cross-pollination between tech and magic.

“I mean... that was literally the most racist thing I’ve ever seen,” the young man said. “I’ve seen some bad shit, but... fuck! I’m gonna vlog about it when it’s over.”

“You a movie critic?” Discord asked.

“With a reasonably popular viewer base,” the young woman sitting next to him said. “I’m Tania. And this is Peter.”

Ah, what the hell. Discord could reasonably expect his old alias to work-though the ‘Divisive’ part might draw a few questions. “Damien.”

“So, you... wanna come back to my place? Me, Tania, and my friend Savannah-” he pointed to the pegasus who’d cried out ‘bullshit!’ earlier- “-and I are going to review it, and we could use some help,” said Peter. “How bout it?”

“I don’t see why not!” Discord said. “I’m looking forward to tearing into this!” Besides, he needed to do something fun while his power recharged.

As the car drove onwards through the city-which, from the newspapers, he’d gathered to be Cape Town, South Africa-he couldn’t help marveling. It hugged several small yet craggy hills, it had a wonderful view of the ocean, and the architecture was beautiful. It simply screamed ‘lush and summery’.

But that wasn’t the most beautiful part. No, he barely noticed the architecture, or whatever else there was to love on the way from the movie theater.

All the species of Equus walked alongside humans. Minotaurs, ponies, griffons, buffalo, zebras… there were advertisements in all kinds of languages!

He supposed that made the universe taken over by Tirek all the more tragic. This world might not be in harmony, judging by the subtle tugs of chaos he felt (and what he saw on newspapers lying around) but it was infinitely better than that possessed puppet Celestia’s ideas.

“This your house?” Discord asked as the car drew to a stop.

“Nah, it’s my dad’s,” Peter said. “I’m up visiting him and all my cousins, though he might be busy.”

“...The Converters was painful to watch!” Savannah yelled.

“Oh Lord, yes,” Peter groaned. “Every four seconds something would piss me off. You could get a stopwatch and time it.”

“Only four?” Discord asked. “You’re lucky. For me it just lasted one…”

“Every second, Damien?” Tania muttered.

“And you’re surprised?” Discord asked.

“...mmm. Fair point,” Tania agreed. “This… is so blatantly racist I felt physically sick! I think I’m gonna need to see your dad, Peter.”

“He’s not that kind of doctor,” Peter sighed. “...Unfortunately.” He slumped, then straightened up a bit. “Anyway. This… this is the most insulting thing I have ever seen from the Purehooves, and that’s saying a lot. See, the movie is about Equestria manifesting on Earth and… get this. Apparently, in whatever bizarre universe the director is creating, magic is harmful to humans. And it will destroy all that they have ever made, erasing cities, artwork, thousands of years of culture! Now, for those of you that didn’t watch the movie…  guess what? Guess who the heroes in this movie that will end with the annihilation of the human race are? Go on. Guess.”

“Equestria,” Savannah sighed. “...All the wrong.”

“Should we mention the…” Discord suggested.

“No, we need to keep the twist,” Peter continued. “So, according to this movie, the only way for humans to survive the magic that’s washing over Earth is to turn humans into ponies.”

There was the sound of three synchronized facepalms, and one facehoof.

“It… could have been interesting,” Tania said. “Buried somewhere, deep in all this, is a good premise. But no-they go to so many extremes to make it virtually unwatchable.”

“You name an offensive human stereotype, it’s in here!” Savannah said. “Name one.”

“...Almost cannibalistic humans?” Tania suggested.

“Yup,” Savannah said.

“Humans as bloodthirsty, downright stupid brutes?” Peter added.

“They barely portray humans as different from apes,” Savannah agreed. “They barely talk in anything other than complete sentences or grunts…”

“How about… insult to Daisy Jo Martinez?” Tania suggested.

Who was that?! Discord asked himself.

“That’s a stereotype?” Savannah asked.

“What, you think the Purehooves would leave her alone?” Tania asked. “Both sides of this hate her...”

“Mmm. Okay,” Savannah said. “You win this round.”

“And they play the human world as a wartorn, violence filled… they portray it like there’s nothing good about it!” Discord fumed.

“Now I know what you’re thinking,” Savannah said. “Are they trying to make humanity look like they deserve this? And the answer is yes.”

“And… when they get turned into ponies, they instinctively turn their backs on everything human, and smile incessantly!” Discord added. “It’s just not right…”

“Did I hear someone reviewing the remake of The Converters?” someone asked, walking in. He was a tall, well-muscled, straight-backed man. Well, he had something of a potbelly under a downright ancient Kill La Kill t-shirt, but that was the only sign of muscle atrophy. “Awful, awful movie. Just disgusting.”

Standing next to him was a woman with fine black hair and green eyes.

“Mom and dad!” Peter yelled, standing up and hugging them. “Haven’t seen you all day!”

“Just wish it was a happier time,” the woman sighed. “Honestly… I’d rather have seen a good movie before meeting all of you.”

“Wait, you saw it too?” Tania asked.

“We both went to see it,” Peter’s dad sighed. “And… I regret it so much.”

“Why?” Savannah asked. “What would you rate it a-”

“Consume-your-own-penis out of ten,” the man said. “Even worse than the movie it was based on! And that’s saying a lot.”

“I really can’t blame Soren Almaya for quitting in the middle of production,” the woman sighed.

“So that’s why his character got ponified so suddenly,” Peter realized.

“Rating?” Savannah asked.

“Awful, awful, awful,” Peter said. “No stars out of ten. Nothing redeeming at all.”

“I got a rifle butt to the face once from some asshole cop in Joburg when I was seven,”  Peter’s dad said. “I’ve seen so many old films where the black guy dies first. I went to college in America. I was in the army and I once had to take down some Earth First assholes who hated ponies or something, and I’ve shot plenty of Purehooves. But this is literally the most racist thing I have ever seen. There is not a moment in this movie where something isn’t racist. And the horrible irony is, the Equestriani are supposed to be the heroes, but they’re so poorly written and so racist against humans-”

“Princess Celestia even indulges in this!” Savannah interrupted.

“Yeah, and it makes her look horrible!” Peter’s dad continued. “But THIS! This is the most racist thing I have ever seen! It’s as if it goes out of its way to be offensive to everyone! It’s... I feel dirty for watching this!”

“I just feel sick,” Peter’s mother sighed. “Ugh… Why did we see that?”

“A good laugh?” Peter’s dad suggested.

“...That was a terrible idea.”

“Agreed.”

“You know what I think about this movie?” Discord asked. “I’m not giving stars. I’m not... that man there, he has the right idea. Because this is beyond disgusting. Celestia is so out of character that it hurts, and she’s... I’m gonna put this lightly. She’s EVIL! I’ve met Celestia before-”

“Wait, you have?!” Peter asked.

“How?” Peter’s mother asked.

“It’s a long story,” Discord said. “I… didn’t get along with her very well, but this is the most disgusting piece of crap I’ve ever seen! Even worse, they portray all of this, all the cultural obliteration, as a good thing! Worst of all, it turns out the whole plot of the movie was intentional! Celestia meant to turn humans into ponies and everything!”

“The only thing that gets me is… WHY?!” Savannah added. “They act like it’s Equestria’s natural state to be racist against humanity, but… it’s never shown why, and the movie has to resort to just…” she sighed, facehoofing once more. “So many levels of wrong.”

“It’s insulting beyond belief is what it is!” Discord yelled, shaking. “I’ve… you can’t imagine what I’ve been through, how much this insults me!” he started shaking, contorting.

The room around him shook in time with his body, everyone staring at him in concern.

He blinked, his sclera turning yellow, the pupils becoming red. “This is… AAAAAARGH! I try so hard to find a world where this actually happens, I find a world with humans and ponies in peace, and some of them actually support this?!”

It was as if a miniature windstorm had entered the room. Posters blew on the walls, the camera fell to the ground, and Peter’s father, falling back on military training, went for a pistol he’d been keeping… somewhere. Nobody knew where he’d been hiding it. Nor did they know where Peter’s mother kept her own pistol, either.

“Where did you get those?!” Tania yelled over the inexplicable racket.

“Picked the hobby up in America,” Peter’s father explained.

His teeth shook in his mouth, one tooth lengthening. “I-”

“...Discord,” Savannah whispered.

“I found a world that can spit in the face of the Tyrant…” Discord growled out, his arms lengthening and lanky, golden fur and scales covering them both. “And yet it still exists!”

“...Why is Discord here?!” Peter asked Savannah.

“How would I know?” Savannah asked.

“She causes so much misery! SO much DEATH!” Discord roared, his eyes twitching in growing rage. In the back of his mind, he was confused on where this rage was coming from.

“No! Please stop!”

“IT HURTS MOMMY!”

“GOD PLEASE!”’

Discord eyes twitched, focusing on the four before him, the screams and begging that he unconsciously buried when the memories of his counterpart transferred to him.

Discord looked down at the four, fear on Savannah’s face, while Peter’s parents stood tall before him, pistols in their unwavering hands. Discord stumbled away from them, leaning against the wall as he worked on his memories, ignoring the others as they watched him warily.

“Don’t worry. We will bring perfection to you all!”

“I’m sorry.” Discord whispered, snapping his claws rearranging the room back in order. “Lets just say… I have first hand experience. Before I go, though… you might very well ask yourself something. Actually, two things. First, where’d the potion come from? Second, when did they test it?”

Peter’s mother appeared to mull that over a moment. Horrified realization came a second later. “Oh… Oh God. You can’t just pull untested drugs out of nowhere so…”

“What?” Peter asked.

“Goodbye,” Discord whispered. “I was here, but I left midway through. There was… There was an emergency. Don’t worry, you won’t remember any of this.”

With a puff of smoke, he vanished.

“...What the crap just happened?” asked Peter’s sister, running up the stairs.

“Something just happened, Anka?” Peter asked. “Can’t imagine wha… hey. The camera fell over. How’d that happen?”

“I heard this awful racket! There was someone yelling!” she protested.

“Oh… Damien,” Tania explained. “He was this guy we picked up to review this movie… had to leave. Said he had a…” her eyes clouded over. “Family emergency?”

“Yeah, Mr. and Mrs. Kraber got worried about him… he looked pretty crazy when he got the phone call,” Savannah explained.

“Guess we did get a bit worried,” Peter’s mother sighed. “Honestly, I feel… kinda silly. My husband can be quite the hothead, after all…”

“Agreed,” her husband sighed. “It’s a problem, I admit it.  And please, just call us Kate and Viktor.”

Well.

That did nothing for him.

Irritation ran through him as he thought on how to purge of himself of these growing terror. A small smile crossed his face as he jumped into another world, feeling a bunch of terror filled chaos in the pizzeria before him.

“You know what I need,” Discord smirked as he walked towards the man dressed in a security guard uniform. “I need to annoy something. Hey! Wait up!”

Seventh Night

The ripped up fox-like robot ran down the hall, his feet clanking as he rush down the West Hall towards the security room at supernatural speed. His malfunctioning jaw bounced up and down as he ran.

Foxy ran up to the open door, screaming madly. He slid into the room and spun the chair around…

Only to see a mannequin with a large painted smiley face on it, a single sign sitting in its lap.

COME AND FIND ME! :D

LOVE, DISCORD

“PSH!”

All the animatronics looked up in the areas they were in as the ceiling speakers turned out.

“HELLO!? IS THIS THING WORKING? Yes? Good! Now that I have your attention, good evening my killer robots, how are you doing this wonderful night?”

The animatronics shook in place, staring at the ceiling as they listen.

“I have to admit, when I took this job from that guy, Mike… something or another. I wasn’t sure what I was getting into. I decided to play by the rules for the time being, seeing how wonderfully terrifying you four can be!”

The animatronics quickly began their search, trying to find where the human was hiding.

“And really, you have that old school vibe going for you. You don’t do the whole bloody gore stuff most of the evil beings go for. You go for sheer terror! Letting your enemy’s sense of fear do all the work for them! I applaud you! Very good sirs and mam! BUT! I really have to stop you now.”

The animatronics froze in place as the building began to shake, a dark chuckle coming from speakers.

“Now we are going to play my game…”

The walls fell away, revealing an un-ending darkness surrounding them.

“Lets see you try and survive my maze… Rules! Keep running, keep fighting, survive! Never stop moving!”

Walls shot up between them, scaling upwards in unbelievable heights.

“Those that survive… get to live as a normal… everyday robot….”

Screams and roars began to echo out through the maze.

“Those that don’t…. well, they don’t,“ Discord said. “Hmmm. That sounded a lot more threatening in my head. Oh I know!”

An image popped up before the four, of a giant machine crushing an inanimate robot, only to get rebuilt seconds later, just to go through the process once more.

“You go through my own creation for the rest of time itself! I almost forgot, there can only be one winner. And the coming morning cannot save you. Your are in my little bundle of terror-world now. Time has no meaning in here”

Each Animatronic looked down the seemingly impossible hallway.

“And believe me, I know terror.” A dark laughter spread all around them, the sounds of screams and horror growing around them. “Start running, my little puppets.”

Discord chuckled as he tapped Foxy on the nose, it took some time to figure out how they worked, but he managed to figure out how to trap their main programing, so they would never be free. They would constantly die in the maze and restart back in the Freddy’s, none the wiser of being trapped within their own CPU systems. It was impressive that they even function like that, but Discord was beginning to think this world held a little bit more darkness than most of the inhabitants even knew of. What kind of sadistic imbeciles allowed a place like this to keep running? Were they ignorant? Were they doing some kind of ritual?

Still, doing this was much much easier than learning an alien species millennium-old computer system, compare to that, this was a cinch.

“Hey, Mike?” Discord asked, dialing on the phone.

“Whoa! You?!” Mike gasped when he picked up the phone. “Had me real scared when caller ID came up. So, what’s this about?”

“I got you some… payback,” Discord said.

“Good,” Mike said. “That was a horrible job.”

“Why did you even take it?!” Discord asked.

“...Needed the money,” Mike admitted.

“How…”

“America…. isn’t exactly a good country to be poor in,” Mike said sheepishly. “Got a job interview down the street for selling stuffed ponies. So, what’d you do?”

“I put their CPUs on infinite loop,” Discord said. “They’re running around, screaming, getting crushed… Ah, I wish I could see the looks on their faces!”

“The last night watchman woulda loved it,” Mike said. “Say… can you check all five of the costumes? He said he wanted me to... check in there.” He breathed outward, raggedly. He sounded like he was shivering.

“Five?” Discord asked. “No… no, there’s… there’s four, right?”

Mike was silent for a moment. “Oh, son of a fuck!”

Discord felt the presence and reacted before he could fully understand what was happening. He tossed off the golden suit, eyes wide in surprise when he realize that there was something seriously wrong with this one.

For one… It didn’t have an endoskeleton inside of it. There weren’t even any eyes inside. Just a black void.

Two… there was feeling of dread filling the room.

“Found it.” Discord said as stared at it. “I’ll be back Mike, give me a few minutes.”

Mike made a meeping noise. “I’ll… be clutching a couple stuffed animals to my chest. Possibly also a shotgun. Or that grenade launcher...”

The golden bear suit stood up, the dark eyes staring at Discord in silence.

“Fuck it, I’m getting both,” Mike said.

“Well, showed up because I took your toys away?” Discord eyes narrowed, his chaos magic brimming at his finger tips. “Too bad. So… what are you? A spirit? Demon? Extra planetary being?”

“WE ARE DARKNESS!”

“How cliche.” Discord growled out, his power coming into full power. “Let’s show you the light then!”

Freddy’s was up in flames.

Mike stared in shock as the blaze stood against the firefighter’s best effort to put it out.

“It…. maaaayyyy not be the best idea to put the fire out,” Mike said, Discord nodding in his human form as he stood next to him. They watched the owner of the place screamed out as he saw the place burn down to the ground. “By the way. I got a termination notice. I think they planned on firing me even before this happened.”

“Why?” Discord blinked in confusion as Mike handed him a note. Discord snorted as he read the termination notice. “Tampering, general unprofessionalism, and odor…. huh. Looks like they added burning the place down as an afterthought. How’d they even write it so fast?”

“Eh, after awhile you don’t question these things. Why is he even getting mad? They’re tearing this place down in a year anyways.” Mike muttered as he crushed the paper and tossed it into the fire.

“I think it was due to whatever the hell was in there.” Discord muttered, eyes narrowed on the panicked owner. “The bots may have just been bots, but that golden suit thing had some darkness in it, feeding off… fear and death. Growing stronger with each night until you died. If you survived… well… there is a good chance you would have figured out a way to stop them on your own.”

“Yeah right.” Mike muttered, shaking somewhat as a thought crossed his mind. “They were probably going to sabotage my efforts, make the doors jam or something.”

“Probably.” Discord conceded, his eyes narrowing as the owner glared daggers at Mike, who promptly flipped him off. “Listen… Mike.”

“Yeah?”

“Let me do you a favor.”

“YOU RUINED MEEE!” the manager screamed, running at Mike, who silenced him with a kick to the balls.

“That’s for paying me four bucks an hour, bitch!” Mike yelled, then turned back to Discord. “So what kind of favor?”

“It’s a surprise,” Discord said.

Discord smiled as he jumped back into the Multiversal void, the beach air and seawater smell trailing after him. He wiped Mike’s identity from all of forms of government filings, and remade him anew. He couldn’t do much about the few people he did know personally, (Mike hadn’t had many friends, and he speculated that was part of why he’d been hired) but placing Mike as far away from the owner from exacting vengeance upon him was the only thing Discord could keep the brave, if crazy, man alive.

He'd also set him up somewhere tropical while giving Mike the money he'd ‘found’ in the register while fighting the golden suit. Mike was now miles away from any animatronics, a very happy bartender on the beachfront, enjoying the sights of beautiful women and living a relatively calm life.

That didn’t stop Discord from searching up dozens of protection sigils and secretly etching them onto his bones while he knocked him out. Whatever that Darkness was, it was going to be looking for him.

But honestly, considering the very special kind of crazy Mike happened to be, he wasn’t sure whether he should be worried about Mike or the Darkness.

“Hmm… I should check up on him later… for now… on to the next world!” Discord exclaimed as he searched, before coming up on a very strange one. Discord’s smile grew, excited at the strangeness of seeing two different worlds connected to one another. “And we have a winner!”

Megan’s Ranch

Megan smiled as she served Twilight some home style tossed salad, rubbing Spike’s head as he ate a gem. She gave a quiet sigh of content as she watched as her family sat down to eat outside, along with the few soldiers that were there to ensure no one messed with the portals, namely the Decepticons.

There was a loud pop and Megan turn to the noise, expecting to see Celestia or Luna arriving for their lunch, only to freeze up at the sight of a familiar and unwelcomed guest.

Discord smiled as he looked around, only to frown as he saw that he appeared before a family gathering… with trained soldiers and Twilight Sparkle with them. He blinked several times before looking up, seeing a large colorful portal floating serenely in the sky above him.

“Pardon me,” Discord said quietly, looking at frozen Twilight with some anticipation. “I don’t suppose you are here to overtake the world and turn all humans into zombie ponies by Celestia’s orders?”

“WHAT?!” Megan yelled.

“Excuse me?!” Twilight yelled.

“I take that as a no.” Discord sighed with relief, only for the blond to give him a furious look. “You have no idea how good it is to end up in a world like this! The last one had some horrible racist ponies- not that they were all bad, that’s just silly...Uh… Can I help you?”

“DISCORD!”

Discord clutched his ears as the woman screamed at him with fury, opening his mouth to yell back at the woman, only to fall silent as a shadow cross over him. He looked up to see a very large and robotic being raising his foot above him.

“Oh dear…” Discord muttered out loud before the foot crushed him. The large foot raised slightly before lowering once more, impacting against Discord once more.

Even as the robot continued, Megan reached behind her and pulled out her favorite rifle, a Marlin 1894 lever-action rifle. She aimed it at the draconequus even as other soldiers rushed over. “Twilight,” she barked out, “get the other Elements! He’s out… again!”

Twilight’s horn glowed, but Discord snapped his fingers between stomping. Twilight teleported away, only to end up sitting in a chair, a banana daiquiri tucked into her foreleg and a sun hat balanced over her head. “What the hay?!”

Megan squeezed the trigger, but a well-timed snap of Discord’s fingers and a bouquet of flowers shot out to land at his writhing form. She fired again, this time actually shooting him with a bullet. She ejected the spent cartridge and stepped forward, her face twisting with rage. “You… you… YOU!” she snarled out.

Discord rolled to the side, evading the giant foot. He looked up at the yellow robot. “I’ll give you courage and loyalty,” he said before snapping his fingers. The robot flashed, suddenly changing into a bumblebee. Discord grabbed his chest and flapped his flat body out, gaining substance once more. “Okay, now I’m a bit perturbed!” he cried out, rounding on Megan and Twilight. He looked to several of the soldiers as they raised their weapons. Discord raised his arms, snarling at the group, only for a woman to shout at them.

“No! Stop! It won’t do anything to the bastard!” Megan swallowed as she looked to the soldiers, members of the United States Army and the Earth Defense Command. She dropped her rifle to the ground and held out her arms. “Okay, you bastard. You want me again? Fine! Leave them alone, you hear?”

“No! Megan!” A man stepped out, grabbing the woman around the waist and holding her back. The soldiers refused to lower their own weapons, keeping them trained on the draconequus with a look of defiance on their faces.

“Mom!” The two girls cried out, being held back one of the soldiers, trying to drag them away from the fighting.

“Uh…” Discord stared at the woman in confusion, scratching his head as he awkwardly looked around before looking back at her. “Who are you again?”

Megan stared at him, unable to fully comprehend what Discord had just said. “Who am I? I’m -- you know who I am!”

Discord shook his head. “I am afraid, young lady, I’ve never seen you before in my life.” A photo album appeared in front of him and he began leafing through it, glancing at Megan every once in a while. “Done any modeling work?”

Twilight pawed at the ground. “I don’t know how you got out, Discord, but you’re going right back into the Canterlot Gardens, you hear me?” Her horn lit up and she shot a beam of magic at him, but he held up a claw and it turned into a light breeze.

Discord finally shut the album. “Okay, that’s it!” Megan suddenly disappeared, then reappeared, floating next to him in midair. “I tell you right now, I don’t know who you are.” He motioned to Twilight. “Present pony excepted, mind.” His head suddenly flew back as Megan threw a fist at his head. “Will you stop that?! You’re not going to hurt me!” He chuckled slightly. “I’ll admit you’ve got spunk, though.”

Several of the soldiers moved forward, weapons still trained on Discord. Megan struggled in midair. “If you’ve got the shot, take it!” she shouted, “Take out the eyes!”

“Oh they are not going to shoot-” Discord snapped at her, only to receive a laser to the face, much to his surprise. “What the? Lasers! Seriously?”

Two more shots hit him, one in each eye, blinding him before Discord snapped his claw.

“No!” Megan looked to the soldiers, expecting something horrible or chaotic to happen to them. Only to see them looking at their rifles in confusions, seeing them changed into toy rifles.

“Hey! You can hurt someone with those! You should-” Discord shouted in irritation, his eyes rolling back into their socket. He then felt his jaw get hit, not really doing anything to him, but enough to get his attention. “Alright thats it!”

“I WILL DESTROY YOU!” Discord roared, his eyes burning and flames building behind him, only for the woman to look up at him in defiance, not even batting an eye at the flames around her. For a single moment, Discord continue to loom over her, flames building and the ground dead at her feet, before Discord sighed and reverted the land back to normal. “Nothing? Not even a tremor? How is that even possible?!!“

The woman only scowled, her eyes hard as stones, and yet to Discord, those eyes looked awfully familiar to him.

“Okay. Just tell me who you are suppose to be so I can back away in fake terror.” Discord muttered, looking at the spiteful woman floating next to him.

“Fine then! Perhaps getting hit with the Elements scrambled your mind more than I thought! Perhaps one more should make you a vegetable!” The woman growled, glowering at him with hatred. “My name is Megan Richards, I raised Luna and Celestia for the first nine years of their lives! I fought and killed Tirek and stopped Squirk, Lavan and the Smooze! I helped the scattered tribes and nation-states of the Ancient Kingdom of Ponyland reunite and wielded the Rainbow of Light! I’m the Mag’ne, the Giver of Gifts, Defender of the Stable and Wielder of the Spear of Fire!” She jabbed a finger at the ground. “And that is Twilight Sparkle, Element of Magic and the one who turned you back into Equestria’s largest paperweight!”

“Yeeah….” Discord rolled his eyes. “I know no one by the name of….Megan…”

Discord froze up, his mind racing to the meeting that happen a few day/years/millienas ago.

Spykoran focused on the pictures, before looking back to Marcus. "Your mother's name is Megan."

"Megan Renee," Marcus answered, his eyes falling to the ground.

"Her maiden name! Was her last name Williams?!" Spykoran pleaded, his eyes filled hope.

"Uh... yeah! How did you..." Marcus felt uncomfortable as the elder dragon was now looking at him with new light. He turned around and thumped his head against the post he was leaning against. "Oh, goddammit."

"You... you are her child. Megan's son is here on Equus. Then... then there is a chance for us to win! Only your mother could wield the locket!" Spykoran looked excited, his tail wagging as it knocked over statues and pillars.

‘You have got to kidding me.’  

Discord stared at the woman in new light, “Was your name ever… Megan Williams.”

“So you do remember!” She said with a smug smile.

“No… Not that. I just.. Wait… where’s Sparkle?” Discord looked around to see that he was short one purple unicorn. He looked to see the pleased smile on the woman named Megan’s face. “Aw crud.”

Megan held out her arms. “Only a matter of time, Discord. They turned you to stone once, and they’re gonna do it again.” She paused as he stayed silent. “What, no cursing or raging?” She leaned forward. “You look thoughtful.”

“I… I know your son…” Discord said quietly, “And he needs help. There’s a whole world on the line.”

Megan scowled, eyes narrowed as she looked over him. “I have no son.”

“What did he do that was so terrible?” Discord asked, curious.

“I mean, I never gave birth to a son, idiot.”

“Oh… strange. Well, I guess not in this world you didn’t.” Discord whispered.

Megan stared at him, eyes wide. “‘This world’?” she repeated. She closed her eyes and shook her head. “Could you… please explain to me what you mean by that?” she asked, almost spitting out the word ‘please’. “This had better not be some trick-”

“Don’t worry. I didn’t get out of the garden, because I’m not this world’s version of Discord. And it would be quicker if I show you.” Discord said quietly, putting his paw on her head. "You wouldn't believe me if I just told you."

Megan couldn’t react quick enough to back away before the paw engulfed her head. The shouting of the soldiers, her family, and the new arrivals of Celestia, Luna, and the Elements drowned out as she fell into a memory.

Some part of her wanted to protest, to scream that she was being  inverted of all her traits. 'Discorded’, as some ponies referred to it.

And yet, she wished he did do that, if only to save her from the horrors shoved into her mind.

“You here will be the first, and the whole world will see and rejoice with you in your salvation.”

And she began to scream.