Truth Behind Harmony: Discordian Society

“Sweetie Belle, Mother Sweetie Belle!”

Sweetie Belle turned, seeing her friend Applebloom running toward her, the smaller mare stopping to bow before speaking again.

“Land snakes Sweetie what in Tartarus has gat yah in such a tizzy, Ah’ve been yelling at yah the entire run up here?”

“…Sorry Applebloom, I just need to speak with Discordia urgently.”

“Oh, no wonder you couldn’t here me then, you being all smitten with her an all.”

“I am not,” said Sweetie, though the denial was extremely forced, for she was indeed in love with her.

Applebloom just smirked, “Well do yah mind if ah tag along?”

Sweetie shook her head, and then started walking again, Applebloom falling into step beside her and nuzzling up against her leg.

“Applebloom, I thought I told you I don’t want you doing that?”

“But ah like yah Sweetie Belle,” said Applebloom, “Ah’m just trying tah show yah that.”

“Well I don’t like it Applebloom, I don’t like you in that way, I only have feelings for Discordia.”

“Who you know doesn’t have the same…”

“Applebloom, just the mare I was looking for!”

They booth turned to see Discordia walking toward them, a grin spread across her face as she moved next to Applebloom.

“Discordia…”

“Not now Sweetie Belle, I need to speak with Applebloom alone about something, just wait for me in our room and I promise I will be their soon.”

“But…”

Sadly before she could finish Discordia and Applebloom vanished, causing Sweetie Belle to begin to growl as she looked around.

“RRRRRAAAAAWWWWWW!!!!!”

She lashed out at a nearby wall; tearing apart she breathed hard, a voice chuckling within her mind before speaking.

“What is the matter little star, what causes you this pain?”

“She is ignoring us…” said Sweetie Belle, “and it is making us angry.”

“You must be patient little star, after all she is the ruler of a collective of ponies, therefore her time cannot be spent with you all the…”

“WE DON’T CARE!” roared Sweetie Belle, startling many of the ponies she had been walking past, which caused her to blush in embarrassment as she teleported to her room. “We really wish you would not do that while we are in the company of others Taurus, it makes us seem unstable.”

“No, the fact that you speak as though you are more than one pony when angry is what makes them fear you are unstable, which you have been doing since I became one with you.”

Sweetie Belle made to retort, but then stopped herself, taking a deep breath before finally responding. “I am sorry Taurus, but I can’t help talking that way when I get angry due to your thoughts bleeding into my own during those times, making me confused.”

“Well that is not my fault, after all I have had to live with a creature undeserving of me for over a thousand years, so being with you now makes me want to share myself entirely with you dear sister.”

This caused Sweetie Belle to smile, “an understandable feeling brother Taurus, and with that said I shall take your advice and be patient…though hopefully I won’t have to be patient for long.”

“So Discordia, what did yah want tah talk tah me about?”

“Well you see young Applebloom,” said Discordia as they made their way into the deepest part of her realm,  “with my daughters revival ceremony approaching, I have realized that when they come back they will be in desperate need of guards till they fully recover, which is why I need your help.”

“What, yah mean like helping your daughters to recover and…”

“Oh no no no no, that will be taken care of by other ponies. No you my dear Applebloom will be helping with the guard that will protect my daughters, who you will be meeting soon.”

The stopped in-front of a great black opening, with stairs leading down into what looked like a great black floor; till Applebloom noticed that it was…moving.

“Wha…”

“Shh,” said Discordia, “be silent for a moment while I explain, but first, I believe you have a question for me.”

Applebloom looked up at the grey alicorn, part of her still finding it intimidating how she seemed to know what she was thinking, before finally she got the nerve to speak. “What are they?”

“They my little Applebloom are a group of ponies who long ago were killed because the rulers of their kingdom thought them to be…shall we say marked by evil.”

“What do yah mean?”

At this Discordia’s face grew dark, tears slipping from her eyes before she sat down, draping a wing over the young pony before speaking. “Well you see young Applebloom, long ago there was a kingdom of ponies that believed that cutie marks were not a mark of one’s special talent, and instead were a mark of evil used by dead gods to mark their servants. So, to stop what they perceived as an invasion by dark servants, they began to round up and kill those who were marked, not caring that some were mere fillies and colts…”

Applebloom saw the older mare choke; noting the pain the memory was obviously causing the mare. Many didn’t know it, but Discordia wasn’t only a goddess of chaos. Back where she came from, Discordia was also known as the saint of lost, abused and abandoned foals, who were hers to guard and care for.

“Wha…what happened to them, the kingdom ah mean?”

“Well as with all things of this nature, the kingdom was eventually destroyed by a darkness they themselves created. For you see young one when they killed those blessed by cutie marks, they became tainted by that dark act, and thus they are unable to rest. They became what I have dubbed the Blanks, undead beings created when one is murdered because they discovered their talent.”

“And they…they destroyed the kingdom,” asked Applebloom.

“Yes they did, though you must not blame them Applebloom, for it was simply nature’s way of righting a wrong…still, because of this, a whole new race of ponies was created, one which I have taken into my care due to its nature.”

She gestured to the dark mass with a wing, and all at once their heads rose, their red eyes gazing first at Discordia, then to Applebloom, who felt a pleasant chill run up her spine as a soft voice spoke within her mind.

“Come to me…”

Without even waiting for Discordia to say anything, Applebloom moved in among the dark ponies, moving toward the center of them as Discordia smiled, not even noticing as her cutie mark appeared on her flank, or Discordia leaving her with her new charges.

Discordia made it back to her chambers relatively quickly, but as she had traveled she had run across several ponies talking about Sweetie Belle, which had made her worried. Of course all children knew of the beasts that resided in all alicorns, even Discordia herself. But what worried her was the fact that Sweetie Belle was speaking as though it was more than one pony talking, which should not have been happening.

She knocked on the door outside her chambers, waiting a bit before the doors opened, revealing the smiling face of Sweetie as she pulled her inside.

“Discordia, it’s good to see you,” said Sweetie, nuzzling close to her and purring in content, causing Discordia to raise an eyebrow.

“It is good to see you as well Sweetie Belle, but…are you alright?”

“What do you mean?”

Discordia sighed, “Sweetie Belle, our children have been whispering about you lately, saying that you are talking as though there is more than one pony speaking, which has made me worried for your sanity.”

To her surprise, Sweetie Belle smiled, “oh that’s nothing; bits of Taurus just keep slipping in when I get a bit angry that’s all. Now-” she said, “-come to bed.”

Sweetie Belle moved to the bed, but when she looked back she saw that Discordia had not moved, and was wearing a look of concern on her face which troubled her.

“Sweetie Belle, we need to talk about thi…”

“No we don’t,” said Sweetie Belle rather too hastily, “now come to bed.”

Discordia stiffened, her ears hearing the command in Sweetie Belle’s voice, compelling her to speak rather harshly. “Sweetie Belle, what is the matter with you, for you have never commanded me to do anything before?”

Sweetie Belle’s eyes shifted around for a moment, and then she leaped off the bed and grabbed Discordia’s forelegs, beginning to plead.

“I’m so sorry Discordia…it’s just I have been repressing an ever growing jealousy concerning you, one I that has been growing ever since you gave Taurus to me. I…I know it’s not proper, but I love you more than anything…and I can’t go on unless I know you feel the…”

“…Get out…”

Sweetie Belle’s eyes widened, “w…what?”

“I said get out,” said Discordia, walking over to her table before rounding on Sweetie. “I have tried being nice to you, and I have humored you far longer then I should have, and now I can see it was a very poor decision.”

“Discordia no you haven’t…”

“Silence,” said Discordia, keeping her eyes glaring at Sweetie Belle as she continued. “Sweetie Belle, I am ordering you to share yourself with other ponies besides myself, for until you do that, I cannot share myself with you anymore.”

“But…but I can’t do that…you’re the only one…”

“No I am not Sweetie Belle, for whether you want to believe it or not…I do not love you the way you love me…so I cannot be your only one…”

For a moment Sweetie Belle just stood there, and then she sagged to the floor, her heart cracking as the words sunk in, “No…”

“…I am sorry Sweetie Belle, but it is the truth, now I must ask you to leave my chambers.”

It took a moment, but finally Sweetie Belle picked herself up off the ground, before teleporting away as Discordia sighed. “May you find somepony worthy of you…my little flower…”