Sarah let out a low groan as she got back to her feet, it felt as if someone had slammed into her head with a sledgehammer. And then pissed on it. And then cut it to pieces before finally being glued back together with melted sugar and molded back into place by a five year old.

“Fuck...” the woman groaned as she pressed a hand to her head. “I didn’t think that I could get hurt in my own head.”

She closed her eyes as she tried to clear her head. Unfortunately, whenever she tried, spinning versions of the abomination, Discord she supposed if anything that Nim had told her about the past was true, appeared in before her eyes.

The woman closed her eyes for a long moment and let out a calming sigh. This was hardly the first time she’d had to deal with something like this. Granted, she’d lost that time, but fuck it, Nim was in trouble! Her mare needed her dammit! Sarah focused on the small things. First and foremost, regaining her vision.

She opened her eyes to be greeted by the spinning Discords, all of them were mocking her with goofy expressions.

You’ll never be able to help her, they taunted her, spinning in circles around her face. You’re just a little weakling, nothing to write home about really, just a pathetic little-

Sarah didn’t bother responding. She just glared at them. Anger rolling through her body like water in the ocean. Who were these pathetic little things to dare call her pathetic? She was Sarah Summers, the Lone Wanderer, God dammit!

What? You think glaring at us is going to work? they mocked. You’ve got about as much chance of parting an ocean as you do...

The woman just ignored them and focused her bubbling anger into a sword of energy and drove it at the mini-Discords.

AHH- they screamed as her anger smashed through the illusion. Easy enough.

The woman let out a long breath and then focused on her head. It hurt horribly but something about it just felt off. Like it wasn’t really there. Sarah frowned at that and tried to focus on something other than the pain in her mind. Thankfully, she found a rather effective substitute. Pure, unadulterated, rage.

The inner workings of mental magic were a mystery to Sarah, as were almost all forms of magic really despite Nim’s best efforts, but if there was one thing that Sarah remembered it was that focusing on making something happen was what counted in the mind. That and magic. Sarah didn’t know how much of the second she had, but she knew that she had more than enough focus to hurt that twisted mother fucker!

“There’s... just one thing that I don’t understand really,” Nim said slowly, doing her best to draw things out further. Perhaps if she did, Luna would notice Discord’s incursion into their dreamscape and destroy him.

“And what’s that?” Discord asked with a small chuckle as he stroked her starry mane. “You know I can’t say no to your questions, Nimmy-Cup. Though pretty soon I’ll cut you off and make you go take over Luna, but for now ask away, I’m an open book. Though the pages are out of order and covered in jelly”

“Why did nothing I try hurt you?” Nim asked with a scowl up at him. “I’ve been in Sarah’s mind far longer than you have... something should have worked. Especially if your powers are contained like you’ve said.”

“Oh, that, hehe,” Discord chuckled. “Whether you realize it or not, you’re using Chaos Magic against me, a being who is made of Chaos. Not to mention that I’m your father.”

Nim frowned darkly at him. “But I am using mental magic! There is nothing chaotic about it!” she protested angrily.

“If you were anyone else, then yes, that would probably be true, especially with how little magic I have at the moment,” Discord said with a small smirk as he glanced at Nim. “I daresay, if I wasn’t concentrating very hard at making your ‘Sarah’s’ dreams look normal, dear little Lulu would be here in a few second and send me packing.”

Nim’s eyes lit up. Perhaps there was hope after all! The female draconequus tried to surge up at him and punch Discord in the jaw but the Lord of Chaos didn’t even flinch as her owl talon hit him. Instead he just looked down at her with the same look a teacher gives a particularly stupid student.

“Daughter, it would take much more than a punch to the face from you to break my concentration,” Discord told her with an amused smile as he materialized a glass of chocolate milk in front of him and drained the cup before throwing the milk away. “Though it was an absolutely adorable effort.”

Nim let out a frustrated growl. She was seemingly helpless against Discord, Sarah was only God knew where in the Mindscape, and if she didn’t find some way to warn Luna, then it would be too late. Once Nim had vacated Sarah’s mind, there would be little hope for rescuing her love.

As Nim glared up at him, Discord looked down at her petulantly. “You really are just the best daughter a Lord of Chaos could ask for you know that Nimmy-Cup?”

“I despise you,” Nim growled balefully, her voice full of absolute hatred for this being claiming to be her father.

“Good, it’ll make our eventual father/daughter bonding all the more fun,” Discord said with a grin as he patted her head patronizingly. “Picture it now, you and I floating above Equestria as its roads turn to chocolate and its buildings melt away beneath the newday sun only to disappear completely at night! Tia and Lulu chained up by their manes in chains of tinsel peanut butter, Sarah as your willing slave to your every desire! Won’t it be glorious?”

“It would be awful!” Nim snarled as she glared up at him. “It would be an awful, chaotic mess!”

“Exactly!” Discord replied as if it was obvious. “What isn’t there to like about a chaotic mess?”

Nim was going to say something in reply but her ears twitched once and only once before something frankly amazing happened.

A great bellow rang out "GET AWAY FROM HER YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!”

That was all the warning Discord got before a metal clad fist slammed into his chin in a vicious uppercut and drove him into the air. Before he could recover, a different fist grabbed him by the rear leg, still in mid air, and brought him slamming into a tree.

The tree shattered into a thousand shards which did their best to imbed themselves in his body. Discord’s vision was blurry but he distantly saw a woman with black hair, clad in metal armor, holding him by the leg. He tried to reach out at her and smite the woman but before he could, her arm twisted and he was slammed into the trunk of a different tree, this time being driven a foot or more into the wood.

He was about to draw himself out of it when a familiar silver sword stabbed through his chest up to the moon shaped crossguard and nailing him to the tree’s trunk.

“YOU WILL NOT TAKE HER FROM ME!” Sarah roared, her power armored fist slamming into Discord’s neck and crushing his windpipe. The draconequus gasped reflexively and when he did, Sarah’s fist slammed into his open mouth, shattering his jaw and several teeth before she pulled it out and her other fist slammed into his face, blinding him as one of his eyes popped in its socket.

Discord let out a garbled scream of absolute agony and Sarah began to rain blows down on him, each additional punch sending him deeper and deeper through the tree’s trunk until it could no longer withstand the brutal beating and the massive oak collapsed on top of him, Sarah jumping to the side and pulling Daybreaker free as it fell.

The woman stood there panting for a long moment before she turned away from the tree and walked back over to Nim. “Nim... is that you?” she asked the now much changed ‘mare’.

“I... yes... it’s me,” Nim said quietly, hesitantly, as she tried to pick herself up from the ground but her new legs were too weak.

“What did he do to you?” Sarah asked as her armor disappeared and she bent down to pick the Draconequus up in her arms. Nim was strangely light and she clung tightly to Sarah’s chest, her tail wrapping around the woman’s back.

“He... he revealed the real me,” Nim answered uncertainly. “A...apparently I’m his... his daughter. Ple-please don’t hate me.”

Sarah frowned. “Fuck that, you’re one of the two people in the world I love with all my heart dammit, I’m not giving you up just because you turn out to be related to the father of all jackasses... no offense.”

“Oh, none taken,” Discord said from behind them, his voice deadly, if a bit raspy.

Sarah let out a shout of surprise and whirled to see the Lord of Chaos standing there with an incredibly angry expression on his face.

“I have to say, you have far more fight in you then I was expecting, but that won’t be enough,” Discord said with a small chuckle, a tooth snapping back into place. “You think that you’re strong enough to stop a Lord of Chaos?”

“I’ve punched Super Mutant Behemoths to death, carved my name in an Enclave base with an orbital missile launcher, and given a bunch of aliens a great big Fuck You from the Earth,” Sarah listed off on her fingers. “I think I can take on one third rate raider wannabe in a horrible costume.”

Discord just gave her a deep sneer. “We’ll see if you can repeat that sentence later after I’ve driven you completely insane,” he said darkly.

“Yeah, fuck you,” Sarah replied, gently placing Nim on the ground as Daybreaker appeared in her hand, it’s brilliant silver edge gleaming in the moonlight.

“A sword? You think that a sword is going to stop me?” Discord asked her rhetorically. “I’m Discord, the Lord of Chaos!” he added, snapping his fingers and turning Daybreaker into a candy cane. Then it changed back. Discord frowned and snapped his fingers again, this time turning Daybreaker into a pile of melted sugar that flowed out of Sarah’s hand and onto the ground. Then it changed back. Discord’s eyebrow twitched. “Why isn’t this working?!”

“You’re in my brain,” Sarah said with a dark smile. “You should have thought about that.”

Then before Discord could react, she lurched forwards, her power armor springing up around and Daybreaker sliced through his scales and through his chest and into his heart. Discord’s eyes widened and he let out a strangled scream before he seemed to disintegrate before their very eyes.

“You... you did it,” Nim said shakily as she rose to her feet, overbalancing and falling into Sarah’s once again flesh arms. “How?”

“I’m going to chalk it up to how much I love you,” Sarah replied, leaning down to give Nim’s unfamiliar muzzle a kiss. “It sounds more romantic then ‘I got really REALLY REALLY MAD’.”

“Not to my way of thinking,” Nim said as she curled herself around Sarah. The pair stayed like that for a long moment before Nim smiled. “You should probably wake up Sarah. Just because you were able to defeat the slime here in your dreams once doesn’t mean that he’s gone for good.”

“Right... actually, no,” Sarah said before glancing over at Nim. “Call Luna. I’m not letting you out of my arms Nim.”

Nim stared at her for a moment before she pulled Sarah into a tight hug which Sarah returned. Fuck Discord. If he came near her Nim again, she’d cut his fucking head off.