"Hmm... Elements of Disharmony, I know I've heard of those before" Twilight Sparkle paused for a moment, tapping his chin with his clawed hand. "But where?" He muttured, looking up into the burning sky.

My Little Chaos Space Marine, My Little Chaos Space Marine,

RAGHH RAAAAGHH

MY LITTLE CHAOS SPACE MARINE!

I used to wonder what war could be,

My Little Chaos Space Marine!

Until you all shared it's sorcery with me!

Black Crusades!

Tonnes of murder!

A twisted heart,

Unfaithful and strong!

Sharing contagions!

It's an easy feat, and sorcery makes it go all the way, yeah!

My Little Chaos Space Marine!

Do you know your my very best brother?

My Little Chaos Space Marine

Friendship is Heresy
Developed for FiMfiction.net by Commander Ponysun.

Twilight Sparkle marched up a burned and warp-tainted rockcrete road in Staberlot, an old Tzeentchian tome nestled in his claws, when suddenly three Chaos Space Marines confronted him.

"There you are Twilight! Plague-Dancer is having a little battle in the west fortress courtyard, you wanna come?" The recently heretical White Scars marine eagerly asked as the three of them leaned forward, waiting an answer.

"Oh, sorry brothers, I gotta lot of rituals to catch up on." Twilight replied, lifting the tome slightly, before dashing past them in a blur of Daemonic flesh and tainted ceramite.

"Ugh.. does that possessed do anything than rituals?" The White Scars marine asked the likewise recently heretical Imperial Fists marine.

"I think he's more interested in rituals than brothers." The Imperial Fists marine replied as Twilight quickly disappeared from their sight.

"I know I've heard of the Elements of Disharmony.." He muttered, running past several rivers of blood, a Nurglite garden, and two Chaos Space Marines holding a sac of organs.

He quickly climbed up the cracked and blood-stained stairs to his library-tower home. He quickly burst through the door and called out for his servant.

"Spike! Spiiike! Spike?!" He quickly said, noticing the Pink Horror knocked to the organ-strewn floor. "There you are.. quick, find me that old copy of Tzeentchian prophecies.." He paused for a moment, seeing the brass box impaled on Spike's arm. "What's that for?"

"Well.. it was an offering from Plague-Dancer, but.. but.." He trailed off as a steady stream of bile oozed from the gaping hole in the box.

"Spike, you know we don't have time for that sort of thing." He said, nosing through various books in a shelf.

"But.. were on a break!" He exclaimed, setting the oozing box onto the floor as Twilight raised his clawed arm, pulling a book from a high shelf down with his magic.

"No.." He grabbed another tome. "No.. no no no.. ugh... SPIKE!"

"It's over here!" He yelled, holding out a blue tomb while standing on a crooked bone ladde. Twilight's magic grabbed at the tomb and pulled it down, and he came with it, falling face-first into the floor.

"Aha!" Twilight yelped, shuffling over to a nearby table, the tome floating in his magical grasp.

"Elements.. elements... E.. E.. E.. Aha!" He said, finally finding the page he was looking for. "Elements of Disharmony," He read out-loud. "see Daemon in the Swarm?"

"Daemon in the Swarm?" Spike questioned. "But isn't that just an old Dreadnought's tale?"

"Daemon.. daemon.." He muttered, rapidly flipping through pages. "Aha!" He exclaimed, finally stopping on a page. "Daemon in the Swarm, a myth from olden Chaos Space Marine times that tells of a powerful Daemon who wanted to rule Equestria, defeated by the Elements of Disharmony and imprisoned in the swarm. Legend has it that on the longest day of the thousandth year, the stars will aid his escape, and he will bring about plague eternal!" He gasped. "Spike, do you know what this means? He questioned.

"No.. AHHH!" He replied, and yelled after falling down another ladder, landing on Twilight's back.

"Take a note please, to the prince." He ordered.

"Okie dokie." Spike replied, sliding off Twilight's back and procuring a blank scroll and quill from the warp.

"My dearest teacher, my continuing studies of Chaos sorcery had led me to discover that we are on the precipice of disaster!"

"Hold on.. presipiss.. presi?" He awkwardly muttured, beforing looking at Twilight.

"Threshold."

"Threeee..?"

"Uhh.. brink?"

Spike lowered the note and quill, sheepishly smiling at Twilight.

"Ugh.. that something really bad is about to happen! For you see, the mythical Daemon in the Swarm is actually Festering Plague! And he's about to return to Equestria, and bring with him eternal plague! Something must be done to ensure his terrible prophecy must not come true! I await your quick response, your fateful student Twilight Sparkle."

"Twilight... Sparkle.. there, got it!" He exclaimed, raising the finished scroll over his stubby pink body.

"Great, send it!"

"Now..?"

"Of course!" He said, an exasperated look on his face.

"Uhhh.. I dont know Twilight.. prince Sindri is a little busy getting ready for the Khornate Blood-feast festival, and it's like the day after tomorrow!" He exclaimed, before Twilight shoved close to him.

"That's just it Spike! The day after tomorrow is the ten thousandth year of the Khornate Blood-feast celebration, it's imperative that the prince is told right away!"

"Impera.. impera.." He stuttered.

"IMPORTANT!" He screamed, sending Spike into a bookcase, several tomes falling onto him. Spike lighted his hand with warpfire, and lit the letter on fire, and it dissolved into the air and wisped away.

"There, it's on it's way.. I wouldn't hold your breaath!" Spike said with a smug look on one of his many faces.

"Oh, I'm not worried, Spike, the prince trusts me completely! In all the years he's been my mentor he's never once doubted me." He replied, before Spike's cheeks expanded, and then deflated as he burped out a scroll wreathed in purple warpfire.

"I knew she wanted to take immediate action!" Spike grabbed the letter from the floor, and cleared his throat.

"Oh how I loathe whenever you, my 'faithful' and 'dear' pupil ignorantly send warp-shit. You know, however that I value your dilligence and that I trust you completely. But, you should stop reading those horrid, blasphemous Tzeentchian tomes!"

"What?" Twilight exclaimed with a gasp.