“Now, I know what you’re thinking,”

He looked down at her curiously, with a smile still on his face, and his hands still in his pockets.

“Why the name Discord? A name meaning conflict, chaos, etc. Well, let me explain.”

He walked behind her, over to the machine behind her. She heard a shuffling noise as if he was looking for something. She tried to look behind her to see what he was doing, but the straps prevented her from doing so.

“As I’m sure you know, there are many kinds of doctors that specialize in many kinds of things, dentist, paleontologist, even a psychologist is a doctor. But for me? Yes, by definition, I am a doctor. But, my specialty is both frowned upon by society and illegal. My profession is the human body.”

The shuffling noises stopped, making her tense up. He then showed up beside her again, with some sort of helmet in his hands. It was shaped like a bicycle helmet but seemed to have a more metallic texture. It was dark gray, almost black. With multiple holes in it, it’s purpose was a mystery to her.

“Not the way you’re thinking, I don’t study the functions or anatomy of the human body. Well, sort of.”

He walked forward holding the helmet in front of him, the casual smile still on his face. When it touched her head, she pulled back. The sudden coldness of the object making her flinch, but she didn’t when he tried again. She knew there was no point in resisting, it was going to happen one way or another, no point in a making a fuss of it. Besides, she was kind of curious what it was for.

He helped put her hair into the helmet, which was strange, she hadn’t expected that. The helmet was cold and somewhat heavy, but surprisingly comfortable. His smile seemed to widen at her willingness, at least Blake was good for something.

“I focus more on what the human body can do, not in its functions, but what it can be made to do.”

He went behind her again, but this time, he returned almost immediately. She could tell by his footsteps, but, for some reason, he stayed out of her line of sight. He was right behind her, and he seemed to be doing something with the helmet. She heard a scraping sound, as if he was putting something in one of the holes. Then, moments later, she felt a sharp pain in her head. It made her gasp from how sudden it was, but the pain didn’t bother her that much. Then, as sudden as it came, it left, as if nothing was there to begin with.

“You see, the human body is very adaptable, to pretty much anything. If exposed to something enough, we can gain a resistance to it. It can also heal any kind of wound, with enough time. The same diseases won’t affect the same person the same way twice, if at all. But, that’s not exactly what I look into.”

The same pain had kept coming back, in different parts of her head each time. If she had to guess, he was putting something in the holes on the helmet, needles or something, and they were going into her head.

“I want to see how moldable it is, how much the body can be changed, and if it’s still considered human. And I’m not talking about adding an extra limb or something, I mean changing your physiology altogether. Your DNA, your genetic sequence, everything. Blake may change the person, but I change the body. I take the average person’s body, and with science, and some trial and error, I make them into something different, something better.”

His words had her interested, she was curious what he meant. The pain kept coming back and leaving in different places, but she decided to focus more on his words more than that. What he was saying made her both worried, and excited for what he was going to do to her.

“There, done. I’ve put every single one in, good. You see, for as long as mankind has been sentient, we’ve wanted one thing more than anything else, power. We've wanted to be powerful, to be stronger than anything else. And, in a way, we’ve achieved that. But, there’s one problem. One thing we haven’t achieved, creation.”

She heard the sound of footsteps again, but he didn’t seem to walk that far. She heard the sounds of buttons being pressed, probably on the machine behind her. She figured whatever things he put in her head, were connected to the machine.

“There are thousands of species on this planet, us being one of them. Whether it be through evolution or God, they were created. Humans have discovered, invented, built, bred, and destroyed. But we’ve never created something of our own, not really. Sure, modified cells and stuff, but we’ve never really made a new species of animal. That’s what I do, I create animals.”

The sound of a machine starting up filled the room, like the sound of a generator. It was coming directly behind her, which meant the machine was on. Discord then walked past her, his hands still in his pockets, and the smile still on his face. He moved over to the computer in the corner of the room, turning it on, but not bothering to sit down. The sound of the whirring machine and clanking on the keyboard filled the room.

“That’s what I will do to you, I’m going to make you into an animal. Well, sort of. We can’t create something from nothing, that’s literally impossible. But, we can make something new. What I do, is combine genetic DNA from dozens of species of animals, and bond it with you. It slowly becomes a part of you, as your body adjusts to it. Now, yes, it’s not scientifically possible. At least, it wasn’t. Then, this beautiful little thing called Crisper, which is pretty much genetic manipulation on a microscopic level. Usually, it’s only supposed to be used on fetus’s, when the DNA is at its most adaptable.

But I found a loophole, which took lots of trial and error before I found it. Which was probably why government scientist hasn’t found out about this, the method is quite inhumane. If the body is in a certain state of instability, which is ironic since it’s the exact opposite of balance, then it’s possible for it to properly bond with them. You have no idea how many it took for me to figure that out, but, I did.”

He spoke with a casual voice, no excitement like Blake, and not seriousness like Igneous, just casual. Though, there were spikes of pride every now and again. So far, he seemed like an okay guy. But, looks can be very deceiving, she would know.

“Of course, even when I managed to properly bond them, there were still complications. Different blood types, incompatible DNA, sometimes even a broken bone could make a difference. I learned I need to get the right animals and the right state of being for the person. So many factors to consider, so many different variables, it’s a very time-consuming process, which I’ve already done for you while you and Blake were ‘bonding’. But the result when done right, it makes me prouder than a father after his son just won a baseball game.”

The sound of the keyboard clacking stopped, replaced by the sound of footsteps. She looked up at him curiously, she was still deciding on how she felt about this guy.

“It’s called many things, monster, beast, demon, etc. But those are just names hurled at them by the people afraid because they don’t understand, but I think it’s far more beautiful than that. I still haven’t thought of a name for it quite yet, but the closest thing I can think of is Chimera. Now, I know they’re not three headed lion creatures, most of the time. But, it is a combination of multiple animals, which is as close as I can get to what you will become. Well, might become. Even with all the preparation and considered factors, it’s not a guarantee. This could easily kill you, and if It does, it will be beyond painful. But, I assure you, what you would become, it would be worth it.”

He looked down at her, with a surprisingly serious look on his face. One of his hands were in his pocket, while the other was behind his back as if he was hiding something. She looked at him back, a neutral look on her face. She had learned a while ago not to show what she was actually thinking on her face, it’s better to keep them guessing.

“I would love to tell you more, but, as I said before, you might not live. It will take a week or so before your body will be in the proper state, then your metamorphosis can really begin. Before I begin, this could be quite literally your last moments of consciousness. So, I would like to give you the chance to speak your potentially last words.”

She looked back at him curiously, not expecting such a thing. She hadn’t said anything the entire time because she was curious about what he was saying, but now he stopped, he was giving her a chance for final words. Honestly, she’s never thought about final words before, the thought just never occurred to her. But now, she was being given the chance too. And when she thinks about it, she knew exactly what she was going to say.

“I’ve come too far to die now, after everything that I’ve had to do, and that’s being done to me, I REFUSE to die here! I’m not really sure what you’ve been saying so far, about turning humans into animals, but whatever it is, I WANT IT! Even if it destroys me, if it gives me the strength I need to kill him, I’ll gladly take it! So, do what you what you want to me, it can’t be any worse than what Blake’s done. Whatever it is, I’ll endure, and I will survive!”

She practically screamed at him, her voice full of anger and rage, her demeanor as a slave seeming to disappear. Yes, Blake had changed her. But he could never take away the unyielding rage in her heart for her father, it was going to take more than physical torture to get rid of that. Instead of flinching or backing away, Discord only smiled at her.

“Good choice, I think I’m starting to like you. Part of me hopes you’ll survive this, just to see what you’ll become. Now, let’s begin.”

The hand he was hiding behind his back suddenly sprang out, revealing a remote control in it. It had a variety of buttons on it, it probably controlled the machine behind her.

“Now, as I said before, your body is going to have to be in a state of chaos before I can start. Which means I’ll have to do many things to it to get the right...stimulation, sending a few signals throughout your body, and expose it to a few elements. It’s different every time, so I might have to do things different with you.”

He looked down at the remote in his hand, fidgeting with the buttons on it as if he was going to turn something on. He then looked up at her, a cocky smile on her face.

“Heh, I guess you can say, this will make us have an electrifying relationship.”

He pressed one of the buttons on the remote, and as soon as he did, the whirring of the machine sped up. It sounded louder, and like it was doing something else now. There was a confused look on her face, she understood what he meant. Then, the helmet started shaking. Electricity suddenly attacked her body, pain flooded her entire system. She could feel it in every area of her body, it was like the tingling sensation when your arm falls asleep, but magnified by ten thousand! It hurt immensely! She’s been shocked before by Blake, but not to this extent. Her body bucked against the straps, it was practically steaming from the heat inside of her body the electricity was causing. She wanted to scream, but she was afraid if she tried to open her mouth, she’d end up biting off her own tongue.

Discord watched in amusement, curious to just how much of a pain tolerance Blake put on her. The voltage wasn’t that high, but the needles inserted into her head were made to make the brain think it was more. It was just tricking the brain, which wasn’t as hard as you’d think. The brain was actually fairly easy to trick, or maybe that was just because of his experience. Either way, this was going to be very interesting to see if she’ll live up to his expectations. When Igneous went through this, he showed an incredible endurance, and the results were amazing. This was his daughter, she had high expectations, both by him, and Igneous.

After a few minutes of Pinkamena thrashing against her straps and her body steaming from the electricity, he decided to turn it off and see how she was doing so far. He pressed one of the buttons on the remote, and the sound of the machine went back to its usual whirring. Her body stopped thrashing, but there was still some steam coming from her body. Her eyes were closed as if she had been knocked out.

“So, what’d you think? Still so cocky?”

She didn’t respond, her eyes were still closed, she didn’t seem to be moving in any way, it was hard to tell if she was even breathing. He began to fear if she was dead. But then, a smile came across her face, as her eyes fluttered open slowly. She moved her head to the left to look at him, a look of defiance in her eyes.

“That all you got?”

She said in an arrogant voice, her smile going from ear to ear, the scars on her face were very evident. A feeling of nostalgia filled Discord, that look on her face, that tone in her voice was so much like Igneous, this was going to be very interesting.

“Not even close.”