After hearing about Messenger from Jen I got a bit freaked out but I managed to calm down. The two of us agreed to be cautious and to look out for the stuff he mentioned or stuff that could relate to them. After that the only worrying thing to happen over the next week and a half was the fact that the 'Magic Duel' episode somehow didn't happen. We knew this from the fact that we wet through the events of 'Sleepless In Ponyville', 'Wonderbolts Academy', "Apple Family Reunion', and 'Spike At Your Service' without it. Of the four episodes and their various problems, the first was solved on its own, the second one got Jen some attention from a few pegasi (she had personally been flying to make sure no one got hurt when the balloon wrecked) due to her speed, and then I talked with Applejack to help her understand how people were bugged by her actions (she got pissed at first but I managed to convince her with some efforts), and then talk Spike down from being Applejack's servant without the life-risking business. Then the one episode with the most risk of badness happened. The episode 'Keep Calm and Flutter On' began.

That meant one thing. Discord being released.

Jen and I were on high alert in case of Discord going rogue, as well as watching for any deviations from the plot of the episode. So far that included the fact that Fluttershy wasn't helping Applejack with a beaver problem. That meant the main issue of the episode wasn't happening. That... Did not bode well. We both stayed out of sight. Sombra was at home reading a book on modern magic (seeing what he had missed) but we preferred to not be seen by Celestia yet. Seeing as I looked...Well, like Cthulhu, it seemed like she would attack first and ask later. She explained the deal to the elements, they freaked out, Discord got released, etc. The two of us watched, out of sight. We waited until Fluttershy had left her cottage after taking him there before we made out selves known. He looked up at us, and for a second I could swear that when he looked at me he was... Afraid. He couldn't be, what reason could someone like him have to be scared of me, regardless of my appearance. Jen spoke first.

"Hello Discord. My name's Jen and this is Kyth. We figured that we should just stop by and have a little...chat with you."

He cleared his throat and shook his head as if clearing it. "Well what about my dear little... Thing."

I chipped in. "The fact that Jen and I work with the town guard to protect Ponyville. And if you start something, then you won't just have the elements bringing the hurt on you."

Jen morphed her hands into a hammer and chisel for effect. Discord gave a smile and slithered through the air.

"Well what reason would I have to try and-"

I grabbed him by the throat. "Cut the shit. We both know that you want nothing more than to start raising chaos. You have a chance here to change though, to make friends and actually get some amount of actual happiness. There's no point in laughter if you laugh alone, and there's no true chaos if you aren't willing to change. The choice is yours here, and we'll give you a chance to change like Fluttershy has. But unlike her, we aren't afraid to beat some sense into you."

He lost his smile. "Ugh, you always were a control freak Cthulhu. Honestly, guy controls the universe and expects everyone to bow down... Even shielding you and this metal chick's minds... Bah! You void dwellers are no fun! Very well, I'll play nice... But don't expect me to be a goody-goody all the time. I still want some freedom to have fun!"

I let him go and Jen retracted her weapons. Jen turned on her pigtail thrusters and floated above him. "That's no problem. Like we said, just don't brainwash anyone and don't cause destructive chaos. Kyth and I can get behind some rules being bent and such, just don't do anything that expressly makes anyone unhappy, and we'll be good kay?"

He crossed his arms and pouted. "Very well..."

I chuckled and gave him a hard pat on the back. "Good! Alright then, welcome to the neighborhood. If you wanna hang out let us know. See ya laters! And remember..."

I locked eyes and glared at him. "We'll be watching."

I heard him shiver behind me and I smiled. Sometimes, looking like an elder god ca be useful as hell. Then as Jen and I were walking off it hit me. ...you always were a control freak Cthulhu. Honestly, guy controls the universe and expects everyone to bow down... Even shielding you and this metal chick's minds... What the hell did he mean 'control the universe'!? And how did he know about Cthulhu, even enough to recognize me being/looking like him!?

Discord smiled to himself as he watched the two depart. He wasn't a fool, he knew that the being before him was only part of Cthulhu himself. But he also knew that that was a dangerous thing. Something that Cthulhu had programmed when he was in control of this universe was the fact that only certain beings could change the coding here, and something that prevented any beings from getting into his mind. Discord couldn't get through the aura that held around him and the girl, and he had no certainty in how much the kid knew about his own power. So he would go along with it and play nice, after all he could tell that big things were coming...

After all, it's not every day that you can see a god with a teenage mind. And if Discord knew one thing about teenagers, they were unpredictable. So he would just sit back and relax with a  bag of popcorn, and see what the kids would bring about...

Somewhere, lost in the badlands and deep in the ground there lay a great city. It was a place of unnatural horror, constructed of unnatural stone and the bones of untold dead. The city lay abandoned and empty, with the forms of fallen ancients scattered about. The faint sounds of scratching echoed out from a single point, where the faintest bit of moonlight shone. In it lay a broken and crippled form of a changeling queen, once known as Chrysalis. A jagged hole had been formed in the ceiling of this cavern by her arrival, and in a wave of burning power she had landed here. For weeks she had sat there, struggling to move and to survive, barely lasting off of the meager magic left within her to subside with. Around her scuttled the forms of unknown beings, resembling the faint forms of ponies but forms of black liquid somehow holding form. They all possessed a pair of white glowing eyes, lacking any other feature. They had prepared around her a circling of markings, with idols of unknown material. The changeling had managed to feed off of them, gang some form of twisted and unnatural love from them. She survived, but in the way of someone living off of eating food which has become rancid or otherwise tainted. After a few weeks she was left alive and still bound in ever present pain, with her mind fading into a warm blanket of euphoric madness. The beings around her finished their work, runes around her spanning the entire area within a certain distance of her. Two of them, both larger than all others, brought forth two items then. One was a book, bound in the flesh on unknown beings descended of the stars and within it was written untold evil. It told of those beings beyond knowing and beyond comprehension, those eldritch spawn of untold intent and horror who called themselves the creators and masters of all reality, and all of which lurked in the void of creation. The second object brought forth was a form that had not known life as long as these beings had held it in their possession. They lacked its name and its origin, but it was believed to be sent from the stars, as a herald of their broken god. Their god was broken and torn asunder by the false creator Faust, but this herald would now arise, reborn from the flesh of another mortal queen. The broken gods' power had been taken by a false champion, defended by a metal demon of the same stars as the great herald herself. The herald of metal and flesh made one, with knowledge that would bring down the demon and then would use the sacred book of which brought her own return to call out to the soul of their broken god, and then soon he would arrive from that space beyond mortal sights to reclaim his power and strike down the false champion. They began their chant and the two forms lifted in an ethereal darkness. The form of the ancient was bent and melted, forging itself around the form of the changeling. The mare screamed, her voice changing as the two became one. When the process was done, in a final wave of burning energy there stood their herald. She stood on four legs with a height equal to the changeling queen that she had been shaped from. Her body was covered in a pale green and yellow-white carapace of metal, and her wings were now bonded with a protective shell. Her eyes were replaced with single square dots of the same pale green color, and her horn extended smoothly from her head, but split into two ends, with a golden orb between them. She shook in place, with a fearful and wild expression. She struggled to speak as the minds of those who had been bound into her fought to become the dominant voice of their new mind.

"ThEsE nAmEs... VeX...cHrYs...Us...AliS... wHaT dO tHeY mEaN... oNe A qUeEn Of ThE... cLuStEr...ThE oThEr Of...ThE... cHaNgElinGs..."

Her head slowly turned to the beings that had brought her forth, making her of a native of this world and a native of another. She was no herald, but if that was her purpose then she would fulfill it. A manic and razor-toothed grin grew across her muzzle. She was made of two queens who had failed in their endeavors and had payed the price for it dearly, both losing everything and dying for it. But she was not. She was a queen born for a purpose, to bring Great Cthulhu to life one again. She looked through the knowledge of the two souls  she was made from. One of them knew the functions of this world's civilization, and was a wielder of magic. The other was an enemy to the metal maiden that stood alongside the false champion, with knowledge of her every weakness. Both of them had great power, and now both were made her own. She would strike down the metal maiden and then she would use the holy book to perform the ritual, and the soul of the true champion would regain his form from the false champion. And then, he and Great Cthulhu would become whole again. She purred as she looked up to the statue of the god that had been placed ahead of the place for the ritual.

"Soon... Soon I will make you whole, great one..."

She ran a long tongue along the side of the statue's face.

"And we will rule this place in a storm of divine madeness..."

He would be the god of this universe, and she...

She would be his queen, and rule alongside him...

"If I am the one that will return you then I suppose the best fitting name would be... Hmm..."

She grinned. All she had to do was kill the metal demon Echs-jai-nein und the false champion 'Kyth', and the true god himself would be hers and hers alone...

"Look out false champion... Queen Cthylla has been born anew..."

Somewhere, a shiver rushed up Kyth's spine and left him feeling an unknown sense of dread. Next Chapter: Chapter Twelve: Kyth Learns The Shoggoth Shuffle Estimated time remaining: 3 Hours, 29 Minutes