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A Chronicle of Choices

by Gylden Glor

Chapter 92: Slumber

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Please note, this takes place during the Discordian War, long before that fucking train became the Mobius Strip of this story. Note, I will be bombing that train in my dreams tonight, as it has caused me nothing but anxiety and fucking annoyance. Have a nice day.

A sole pony walked through the streets of Canterlot, ignoring the atmosphere of fear that had descended upon the mountain city like a rough blanket.

The image of a mangled double helix stretched as he walked, and several burlap bags jostled his sides, the syringes and supplies rattling around inside them.

Tonight's the night, he thought, a twisted, eager grin cracking the pony's stony face. The night it all changes.

The sound of his hooves hitting the cobblestone echoed throughout the city, eventually falling upon no ears but his own. The majority of ponies were huddled inside the castle, all safe and cozy, protected from the gossamer of fear and the darkness of Chaos.

As he approached the gates, three gaurdsponies glared at him.

"You shouldn't be out at night." The voice met the twisted pony's ears as the sound of fine gravel, tumbling into the abyss, the rough sound smoothed out by the decline of pebbles into the gaping hole below.

"It's always night now," the pony pointed out. "And besides, you know who I am. You know what my purpose is. Let me through."

The gravel gaurdspony snarled at him. "Yes, I know what you are. And if you go out there, maybe we'll finally be rid of you."

The pony closed his eyes with a small smirk. "Yes, yes...Now, will you let me through?"

"Yeah, now get the buck out, you bucking freak."

Helix rolled his eyes as the gates opened, amused yet irked by the guardspony's vulgarity.

"Always a pleasure," the Professor muttered, shifting his weight to keep the burlap sacks from tipping him over.

As he stepped out of the 'safety' of the Canterlot walls, the gate slammed shut behind him.

With a grin, he followed the path to his solace, his sanctuary, his solitude...

As he walked, a strange being slithered through the air, high above him, snaking its way through the dark clouds.

Professor Helix smiled. "Tonight most definitely is the night."

He quickly descended the mountain, already used to the turns and twists that the path had in store for him. He finally reached the base, and stepped into the Everfree Forest.

He walked on in silence, glancing at little bits of life now and then, remembering his experiments with each one of them.

Almost all of them had died. Some of them from vomiting their vital organs out, some from having their heart beat outside of their body.

All from a simple spark of magic directed at a petri dish, with two samples of blood congealing within it...

Professor Helix stopped as a small rodent ran past him. It seemed to be a raccoon.

A simple zap from his horn made it into one of his only successful experiments: a chinchilla. He smiled as it scampered away, its new artificial advantage bound to help it survive for years to come.

He memorized the animal's strand of information, and noticed that it was a male. He found a female and changed that, as well, using the specific alteration spell he had created from hours of hunching over rodent life information.

As the female chinchilla scampered away, ready to help produce more chinchillas, Professor Helix smiled darkly.

Soon, he would be granted advantages of change, as well. And he would conquer all...

As he walked on, his goal finally came into view: a cave. He walked in, placed his bags against the wall, and sat, facing the entrance, waiting, waiting...

"Only a fool of a pony would come into the Everfree Forest during this time."

Chills ran down Helix's spine, the smooth, poisonous voice dripping through his ears and saturating his mind in exhilaration. "And I am no fool," he responded calmly, watching the dark figure that slithered into the cave.

"Then why have you come, if you are not a fool?" the being inquired. "Nopony could ever best me in battle. If you have made a noble decision to fight, you should have made the wise decision to flee."

Helix's heart caught as two eyes emerged from the darkness, staring right into his. Not in fear, but in respect, and in pure adrenaline.

"I'm not here to fight you," Helix responded with a smirk. The eyes blinked, and pulled back slightly. A hot current of air ruffled Helix's fur as the being breathed, still staring at him through hard eyes.

"Then who are you here to fight?"

"Celestia," he stated dryly, his voice dripping with hate. "The one who marked me as an outcast, and yet had the 'grace' to keep me within the so-called 'safety' of the Canterlot walls. I wish to make her atone for her sins, and pay the price for ever shunning me. Surely, you understand, Discord."

Discord stared deeper into Helix's eyes. "What is your name, pony?"

"I am Professor Helix," he stated. "And I have brought with me the life-information of two beings: the manticore, and the serpent. I dare not to take the blood into myself without the power of Chaos to transform me and keep me alive."

A frown spread across the deity's visage. "So you are here to use me?" He growled, leering at the professor.

"No," Helix calmly explained. "I am here to profess my loyalty to you, in return for life as the most powerful mortal upon this planet. I will use my power against any that dare attempt to stop Chaos, the overbearing controller of us all, and the one force that should be prevalent in Equestria. Chaos is what keeps everything together, and what makes change. Harmony is what makes monotony, and oppression, and exiling of those who are superior to them. I wish to bring an end to this decadent society, and give a rise to Chaos, the true power."

Discord smiled. "You could be useful," he muttered, slithering around the pony in a silent fashion, his gaze seeing untold images. "You can merge the life of two beings, and make yourself into a hybrid, and one that could assist me greatly..." he muttered, stating what he had learned, weighing the future possibilities against the present repercussions. "And you have two burlap sacks with you...Why?"

"To make a laboratory here, so I may better myself and others for your service."

Discord nodded, and smiled coldly. "You will prove most useful...When the barriers begin to fall..."

Helix watched Discord's eyes intently as he fell into silence, staring off into the darkness of the cave. The Draconnequus seemed to have a mad intensity in his eyes, an intensity that Helix respected and idolized.

"So," Discord muttered, "you will serve me as loyally as possible?"

Helix nodded, excitement bubbling as he imagined his life with a prime advantage, serving Discord and-

He never got to ask what the serving would entail, as he fell into a deep coma, put on by Discord.

"But right now," the deity whispered. "I don't need you getting in the way."

After weaving a spell into the pony's body, Discord left, sealing the cave behind him, never to be found until the next Discordian War.

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