… he was the last one left. All his comrades were dead on the floor. Discords grip was ever so increasing in power. Either that or he seemed to be losing power. He couldn’t quite tell. All he knew was that this was it. He decided to not die pitifully.

He manage to say weakly, “You expect me to beg, you ugly mistake of nature?”

“Now, now. You’ve gone and hurt my feelings. Why for that I’m going to need to punish you for that.” Discord was on the verge of breaking the ponies fragile neck.

“Well, whatever you do it wont be as horrible a punishment as you will get, you scum.”

“Unfortunately, I will have to disagree. You see corruption is not something to be seen as a toy. Being corrupted is a very painful procedure, at least when your alive. I guess you will have to learn that on your own, though.” Discord brought the pony over to a hole in the castle floor. A purple smoke began to emerge from it. It was thick but you could clearly see through it, almost as if it were a jelly of some sort. “Nighty, night.”

Just before he dropped the pony into the corruption the pony kicked him in the gut. Though the kick could shatter bone, even when only slightly back by power, Discord was not fazed. At least, no physical evidence showed he was affected. But you could see in his eyes that that action angered him deeply. His hand reached up to the jaw of the pony. Discord made a quick flick of his wrist and the pony’s neck popped.

The body was now lifeless. He then finally dropped the pony in the hole. The smoke engulfed the body easily. It then began dissolving away parts of the skin and seeping into wherever the skin was broken. His blood soon evaporated and was replaced by the thick, purple smoke. The smoke then began to form around his broken bones, shattering them completely and reforming in where they once were as thicker, darker forms of bone. His muscles began increasing in size tenfold. His brain was also dissolved into nothing and replaced with the dreaded liquid. And finally his eyes were replaced with a glowing light. On the other side of the retinas was Discord. Fully controlling the pony’s every move.

The corrupted pony then crawled out for the hole. He looked up at his new master. Discord looked back at him with a satisfied look.

“How my I complete my duties, master?” His voice was altered. It sounded as if both he and another being were talking at the same time.

“Your first order is to make some friends.” He then motioned to the other bodies lying on the ground. “Hmm,” Discord hesitated. “Your going to need a name, aren’t you?”

“Whatever you say master.”

“You shall now be called ‘Chaos’.”

“Yes, master.”

Discord did not know he was being watched until he heard the sound of a bottle of ink spilling. He looked over to see a scrawny gryphon in the window. Taking notes on what he had just saw. He knew that he was noticed and immediately flew off. Chaos began after him but was stopped by Discord.

“Leave him be. It will be much better knowing that the other kingdoms will know what is coming for them and not have anything to do about it.” He smiled wider. Everything was falling into place. “Now, to get more warriors...”

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The Council was in extreme chaos. Everybody was yelling at one another.

“Enough!” Yelled The Elder. “I will not have this courtroom turn into a brawl!”

“You’ve heard the gryphon's! They wish to abandon us against this threat! They are clearly traitors!”

“I will not be called a traitor by some pathetic zebra who cloud hardly spell his own name!”

“At least I’m not a pathetic runt that wishes to run and hide at any sight of confrontation!”

“I am making a decision that will clearly spare the lives of millions of my people. This council’s tactics will throw hordes of under-prepared gryphon’s at the enemies as distractions while every other animal will be sitting around until they can claim the victory for themselves!”

“We all know damn well that you kingdom has been building up it’s army for years! And you expect us to believe that you are under prepared?!”

“I will not be called a liar and a coward. I am leaving and thus taking my allegiance somewhere else! I advise that others do as well. It may only start as The Elder ‘borrowing’ my forces, but soon he will grow madder with power. And I refuse to allow that to happen! I am gone, if you wish to save your people you too shall follow.”

“Elder stop him!”

“I will not. Nor will anybody else. If he wishes for war, the he shall receive it. But not until after we deal with this threat.” The Elder stood up and increased his voice, “This threat is but a small one compared to others in the past. We shall certainly succeed if we work together on this task. Worry not my allies this is but a mere hiccup in the road to salvation.”

Celestia was worried. Not only did she not have a standing army at her immediate use, but this threat was very concerning. It was nothing like The Council, or anyone for that matter, had seen before. Somehow she knew that the underestimation of this threat would be the down fall of all. She hurried back to her kingdom. She would need to somehow prepare for this. War was coming.

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Discord was nearly laughing after that “performance”. It may have been a while since

he used that “enrage” spell, but boy did it do wonders! The best part was he hadn’t even had to push that many thoughts into Silver Claw’s mind! All it took was one image and BAM! War it is. He loved hatred. Almost as mush as disorder and chaos. For where would this world be without hatred? Probably an advanced civilization in total peace and prosperity. The awful thought!

Now that he serious work was done he had to devise a plan. A true plan. Not a half-assed one like the one that got him frozen in stone, TWICE! No, he had to clip the problem right at the bud. First step, the Elements of Harmony. Second step, Celestia herself. With those two factors out of the picture "The Elder" will be eradicated and no one would have the power, or even the will, to stop him! A fool proof plan! And all it took was a single schoolyard magic trick. Oh, and a couple centuries on suffering. Next Chapter: New Chapters Estimated time remaining: 47 Minutes