2 weeks ago

Discord's house

Discord was in his living room sitting on his couch staring at one little mirror. Chaos was his home and his heart, but the Lord of Chaos did not feel any chaos. No, Discord's heart was filled with something else, fear, the fear of helplessness. Was it real, what was it that he had seen? Was he insane, crazy, or just helpless? So many things raced through his mind, so many questions. He had only felt that feeling once in his existence, and even then it never was so strong. He thought back to the crisis with Tirek when he was friendless and powerless sitting in his bubble. Not even that compared to what he felt when he saw IT....if IT was even real.

"What are you doing?" The disappointed voice was one Discord knew all too well, well it was his own voice after all. He turned to see one of his copy Discord (the one with the glasses) staring at him with a concerned/angry look on his face. Discord searched quickly for a lame excuse.

"I was just admiring my beautiful chaos in the mirror. It's quite divine if I say so myself. Wouldn't you......?"

"Discord, I agree chaos is beauty, but I don't sense beauty in you. I only sense tremendous discomfort. What happen, did Fluttershy make you listen to another one of Twilight's boring speeches again?"

Discord pondered on the thought of having to listen to another one of Twilight's torturous speeches. He shivered in disgusted as the feeling of extreme boredom crept up his spine.

"Oh please, if that was the case I hardly believe I would be able to stand straight right now to even look in this mirror."

"Well, last time it happened it took three weeks of therapy just to get you out of bed, so I kind of doubted that was the case. Well, then what's wrong with you?"

Discord thought hard about that. He wanted to say that he was going insane, but even if he was going insane he could have never admitted that to himself let alone anyone else. He had to give an answer, and it had to be a little honest. The only problem was that he didn't know exactly what was wrong with him. All he knew was that it had to do with that one night.

He finally answered "I'm not totally sure, to be honest. I think I'm just coming down with something. Feather flu, maybe." Discord looked in the mirror and stared into his own eyes.

"Ya, it's just the feather flu. Don't worry too much about it,"Discord said as he turned away from the mirror to look at Copy Discord.

"I just need some sleep that's all. "Discord laid down on the couch with the mirror on his chest and stared at the ceiling. Copy Discord noticed that Discord's voice was dead and emotionless. Discord's mind once again started to race as he started to try to make sense of everything. Then he noticed something wrong. The feeling of helplessness started to grow and became far more intense as a thick heavy atmosphere settled over him, but that wasn't all. He was waiting for a response from Copy Discord knowing he had far more to say, but it never came. He then looked up to see nobody was in the room.

"Hello, anyone there?" Discord's annoyed sarcastic voice echoed throughout his house. Dead silence and the same feeling of helplessness that crept over him was his only response.

"Ya, sleep it's all I need. I'll be fine with some sleep." Discord's dead voice returned. He kept repeating that to himself over and over as he turned over and forced himself to doze off. He felt abandoned as if he was an orphaned child sleeping in the snow in a cardboard box all alone. He was tired and hungry, but no one cared.

***

Discord was terrified. His heart was going off and on like a machine gun. His lungs bursting in and out of his chest. He sat up to make sense of his surroundings. He had been woken up by the horrifying sound of a little filly, screaming. The scream was loud and echo throughout the room causing it to shake. It was then Discord finally notice. He wasn't in his living room anymore.

He was now in an old and broken down wooden room. Everything was made out of wood. The bed, the closet, the walls and even the mirror and windows were covered with planks of wood. Discord was mildly confused. Discord had seen crazier things in his life so it wasn't hard for him to keep his cool. He got up and walked over to the window. He peered through the small creaks of the boarded-up window only to see a large forest that went on for miles, left and right. There was no end as it seemed. The trees stood tall and strong, high like mountains.

"Where am I?" he asked confused more than scared. Discord heard what sounded like a filly laughing as its light soft voice echoed through the rooms. He turned and ran to the door that was on the opposite side of the room. He peered out into the hallway.

"Hello. Is someone there?" he yelled as he looked down both sides of the hall.

It matched the same old broken wooden style like the room. And had five rooms lining the hallway with one of the room lying far at the end. Discord's respond was the same laugh he heard only moments ago. Though this one seemed not of joy but far more devious.

"Who's there?" He said sterner this time. "Show yourself!" He heard the devious laugh as before but this time he could tell it was coming from the left side of the hallway. Without answering, he slowly walked down the hall. He kept looking at the pictures that laid carefully on both sides of the walls. Most of them were black and white and had older ponies with children in front of schools and houses. Discord was a little wierded out. But the question remained: where was he? It was left in the back of his mind. He then suddenly froze.

There it is. That same feeling, he thought.

Discord's thoughts were responded to the same helpless, lonely feeling that his heart was all too familiarly with. Discord felt his legs shaking, growing weaker and weaker. He then recalled the last time he had this feeling. It dated all the way back to Tirek. He remembered the betrayal from Tirek and when he laid magicless on the ground. He remembered the feelings but wondered if the effect was the same. He thought about that night. He thought about how it all started. Discord slowly snapped his fingers. Nothing happened. He snapped them again. Nothing. He was going to try a third time when he heard the laugh again. He walked to the end of the hall and peeked around the corner. He saw stairs that lead downstairs.

"Hello? I'm not going to hurt you, whoever you are." He didn't know what to say really. No answer. He stepped down onto the steps."Great. Just what I needed. Creepy creaking steps."

He continuing till he was at the last few steps. He got on his knees, so he wouldn't be seen. He looked and found nothing more but a living room.

Discord said in a low whisper, "Hello. Someone there? Didn't think so." He got to the final step and stood back up. He looked around the room. It seemed that every room in the house matched the same style: broken down old wood. The old wooden door was only inches from the stairway. He was in what looked like a living room. The furniture, however, was torned up and burned. Two windows lined the same wall of the door that was to the left of Discord. On the opposite wall was a doorway and what looked like a kitchen to Discord.

"Creepy," Discord whispered to himself as he ran his fingers along the old couch.

He then looked out the window to better understand his situation. He was mesmerized by what he saw. He was in a small village, or neighborhood, or whatever he thought it was. All of the houses looked like they wouldn't be much different from the one he was in. The houses were all perfectly lined up along a road made up of pebbles. To the left, he saw that the road went far beyond what he could see. Although he noticed that the houses stopped only about 40 to 50 meters from the house he was in. This left the road all alone as far as he could see.

"What the-" He was startled by the laugh again. He turned around but saw nothing. Discord walked toward into a room that looked like it was meant to be a kitchen. The kitchen was a sight for horror. Everything was destroyed and crovered with blood stains everywhere. Most of the cabinets were gone and there was even bones in the sink that clearly use to have blood filling it.

That's when Discord heard heavy footsteps directly above him. They didn’t seem to be walking in any specific direction. It was all random. Discord ran to the stairway and looked straight up.

“Who’s up there, this isn’t funny!?”

The same devious laugh replied. He knew that whoever was doing this liked seeing him like this. They loved his angry annoyed voice. They loved to see him helpless, scared, and alone. He ran up the stairs only to trip at the top causing him to slam into the wall of the hallway. The same empty cold hallway greeted him, and so did the helpless lonely feeling. He began to walk forwards and check every door to see if any were unlocked. Not even the door Discord originated from was unlocked,so he got an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of his stomach. The only one that was unlocked was the door at the very end of the hallway, (shocker I know). The bedroom was similar to the kitchen, in the sense that it was wrecked and covered in blood stains. It was similar to the original bedroom he came from. One window, one bed, one closet, one mirror, and lots and lots of wood. As he scanned the room he got a glimpse of a small hoof that flew past the window. He walked over to the window and looked out of it only to see nothing. What a shocker?

"Maybe it was just a bird."

“Hello, mister.”

Discord turned to see a small filly stared at him with a smile. The little filly was a pegasus with a white coat. Her wings had bright gray feathers lining the end of them and her cutie mark was a silver shooting star surrounded by swirs and sparkles. Her mane was silver and white with no pattern. One part of it was spiky and hung a bit over her eyes. Another part was still spiky but it hung straight down her neck. Her tail was the same and so was her hooves knees on down. At her knees on down were bright silver and it seemed to shine in the sun light.

"Oh crap, kid you scared me. Where did you come from?”

A sense of relief filled Discord as he finally could see somepony.

“I was here. I am only ever here.”

"What's your name?" Discord asked.

"My name is Silver Blitz." She said with a smile.

“Were you the one who was laughing so much and running throughout the house?” He bented down and put his paw on her head.

“Oh, no. That wasn't me. Although that sounds like fun. No, I think it was….”

Just then a soft whistle echoed through the house. The tune was catchy and the whistle sounded harmless, but something about it made Discord’s fur stand on end. The filly turned towards the hallway and so did Discord. That's when the second noise of a heavy metal chain dragging on the wooden floor could be heard through the house. It sounded like it was coming up the stairs and was followed by two heavy footsteps.

“It's him. He's coming,” the filly said. Discord could hear the horror in her voice. She was terrified of whoever was coming.

“Who's coming and what's wrong with him? Do you know him?”

“Look for yourself. He's over there. You can easily see him. But I don't know if you will like him that much. He's not the nicest.”

Discord stood up and walked over to the door. He stuck his head out and made sure his body was still in. If he needed too, he wanted to be able to shut the door as soon as possible.

“Who is supposed to be out here? I don't see anyone. Who am I supposed to be looking for?”

All of his questions were answered in one single moment.

“ME!”

A sharp bullet of fear pierced right through Discord’s heart and it started to go off again. In a quick flash, a black face covered by a brown cloak emerged right beside Discord’s head. He immediately jumped back and he fell flat on his butt; the wind in his lung knot right out of him and everything in his body froze.

“I told you he wasn't the nicest, didn't I? I mean just look at what he did to me.”

Discord turned around to see the little filly, everything was the same apart from the fact that she now had no eyeballs in her socket. Now only blood filled her sockets and dripped down her face.

“Oh dear Celestia, he did that to you? Who are you and who is he? where am I? Am I dreaming or this is all just a nightmare? Is it a prank cuz if it isn't, then what the heck is going on here and why am I here? What do you want from me?”

Discord got no answers and he wasn't too happy about that.

“Why are you doing this to me?! Please answer me. I'm begging you!”

He now was yelling out of rage. He didn't know what to do. All he knew was that he wanted to wake up. He wanted to leave this nightmare.

“Discord, he is here. Look over there.”

Discord turned to see a large creature that was even taller than him. It hunched over and was carrying a lantern but the lantern illuminated no light only darkness. It had a large iron chain wrapped around it and its face that was covered completely by a dark brown cloak. The chain drag along on the floor. Discord could see its large red Triton on its back. It had the basic form of a Minotaur but all he could see was it jagged bloody red claws and it's huge hooves. The poor Draconequus was left in total shock and fear and did not know what to do. Luckily for him, he didn't have to decide, for the floor collapsed of the sheer weight of the massive creature that stood before him. He screamed as he fell through the floor. He landed hard on his back but yet he didn’t feel any pain at the impact. He slowly picked himself up. He looked around him but he did not found himself back in the living room or the kitchen as he would have or more like should have landed. Instead, he was on a hard cold damp concrete floor.

A basement, was the first thought that came to his mind.

What am I doing here? No, wait, that's the wrong question. What was that...that thing? What the heck is going on here? No, this has to be a dream or nightmare or whatever. All I know is that...that thing isn't real. It can't be right?

Discord’s thoughts once again race through his mind. Of course, he had more questions and little to no answers. He wasn't going to get anything standing there.

Discord scanned his surroundings. He found he was in a small basement. It showed no signs of what just happened. More proof it was a dream or at least he hoped. He stood up and noticed something in the corner. He walked closer to it but still made sure he was close to the stairway. It was a golden statue of a pony holding a small golden Phoenix.

Okay, so I could go over there and examine whatever that is and most likely get scared once again or I could walk up the stairs and try to get that door open, if it's not locked, and try to leave this place.

Of course, with Discord luck, the door was locked. No matter how hard Discord struggled, it would not budge. So reluctantly, he chose option two. He ran down the stairway so he couldn't get scared if there was something there. He ran to the corner behind the golden statue. He made sure he was in a position where he could see everything around him except for the corner behind him. He then turned to the statue so he was facing it and started examining it. It was then that the Phoenix fell right off of the hoof of the pony statue and into Discord’s lap. He grabbed a hold of it and looked at it carefully.

“What are you?” he asked.

He then heard the sound of the basement door slowly creaked open. Discord immediately got up and walked over to the stairway and ran upstairs as fast as he could. Discord zipped through the house right to the entrance door and immediately tried to open it. But to his luck, it was an old door and would not budge. It was then Discord heard the same soft harmless whistle but he knew where and who it was coming from. He also heard the little filly laugh that he heard in the beginning. But he knew it was no little girl and it was no soft harmless whistle from whoever it was. Discord turned to the stairway as the heard the two heavy footsteps and the heavy iron chain dragging along the floor. The whistle grew louder and louder as it drew nearer to Discord. It was to the point he could see both of his hooves and his chain. Blood started to rush down the stairs and it was then he notices that the chain had a huge hook at the end of it.

“I want to wake up now! I want to wake up now! Luna, please. I get it! I want to wake up now! Please, I want to wake up now!” Discord just kept repeating that over and over. He could tell whoever was after him was getting closer to him. He could feel its footsteps not too far behind him. He had to get away.

It was too late, though. Before he knew it the chain wrapped around his neck and lifted him up off the ground. He was thrown all around like a rag doll and was shown no remorse. Discord gagged and cried with every pull and impact to the ground. And with one finally slammed against the ground, the chain released. But now Discord’s entire body with nothing more but shattered glass. He could not move; he could not scream. As he laid there in the middle of the room, he could feel his own blood surrounded him. Inside he felt cold, dead and worthless. The feelings of helplessness and loneliness was now more present than ever.

“Don't come here. You're not meant to suffer the same fate as I did. As we all did.”

He tried to turn his head to see who it was, with no success. He already knew who it was. It was the Little Filly. She climbed on top of him and looked at him straight in the eye or at least what was left of it. He wanted to say so much. No matter how hard he tried, though. Nothing came out. He felt weak and the presence of death crept up his spine. He knew he was dying. He could feel death coming upon him and there was nothing he could do about it. Before he could die, however, the Little Filly suddenly transformed into a scaly bloody horrifying monster. It looked like a big, tall bull-like creature. It was standing on two legs and had really big long horns. It also had big dark red eyes. It had sharp claws with fire coming out of its mouth. But because of Discord’s vision, he couldn’t see its face. She then launched at him. The last thing he could see was his own blood covering his face.

Discord opened his eyes and let out a loud scream. He took long deep breaths. He looked to see singing napkins flying around and boxes floating. It was a basement. Wait, it was HIS basement.The loneliness had dissipated from him and he felt so at peace. That’s when he knew where he was.

HOME! HE WAS IN HIS WEIRD, NONSENSE, CHAOTIC HOME!!!

He had never been so happy in his life. Though he was confused that he was in his basement, he didn’t care. He felt so relieved. It meant he wasn't dead. It meant that none of it was real. It really was nothing more than a bad dream.

I thought you were supposed to stop nightmares, Luna.

He make a note to have a good long talk with her about that one. But it was then when he realized the most important thing of all.

“When did I make a basement? I don’t even like them. There're so....creepy.”

Author's Notes:

I know what I said last time. I wasn't so happy about the changes at first. But I must say, I love the way the chapter turned out. Perfect for today. ShadowstarEx played a big role in this chapter. Thanks for the help. This is just the beginning of what is yet to come for Discord. Let's see what's out for him next. A lot more is going to happen in the next chapter. Leave a comment and a like.

Happy Halloween/Nightmare Night

Till Next Time!!!!!!!