Chapter 1. The Betrayal.

(Canterlot Gardens, Two years ago)

I never thought I would say this but... This garden is very peaceful. Even with the injustice I was given I was placed where there was only peace and quiet, where the ambience of the animals was the only comfort I could want and need. But that was years ago before the chaos god next to me was able break the peace with the obnoxiousness of his being.

Now after being here stuck in stone for over so many years I wanted out. To leave and be in piece.

There is also something that has come to my mind as well, something that has come back so very often over the past years. The thought.

How long have I been here?

'Discord?'

'Yes my love?'

'How many times have I told you not to call me that?'

Even through stone I could still hear his obnoxious laughter. 'Why my dear, I believe this was the... 57,469,115th time so far.' He snickered.

'Discord you have plagued my mind since you found a way to talk to me. And as annoying as you are I do consider you my friend but as for now could you please stop. I wanted to ask you a question, since you have been here longer than I have.'

'Ask away my dear we have nothing but time right now. Go on, what could little ol' me do for you my sweet chocolate frappe?'

I ignored his comment and asked. 'How long have I been here? How long since Celestia and Luna trapped me in stone?'

'Well my dear, I believe it has been about one thousand, seven hundred and seventy six years. It may not be accurate, but I am sure it would blow your bucking mind!'

I am not one to start a confrontation. All I wish for is peace, but sometimes all I wanted to do was wrap my hands around Discords neck and end his pitiful life. But then I would lose my only friend here. 'You must stop watching Robot Chicken, Discord. Has it truly been that long? How has my life come to this?'

'Well my little Espada why don't we go back and see?' And just as he said, Discord, just like before time and time again searched through my memories, but this time looking for the day I became the 3rd ranked Espada of Hueco Mundo.

Tier Halibel.

(P.O.V. Me 1,776 years ago)

It was great day for Comic-Con. A bright and sunny day with not a cloud in the sky, traffic was bearable on the highway where my friends and I plus another were driving down to a place were hundreds, possibly thousands of nerds, geeks, Otakus and others gather together in costume to have fun meet new and sometimes interesting people.

But hopefully not like last year where alot of people smelled.

Bad.

(B.O.) Bad.

Oh forgot to mention the cool stuff that's happening there too.

There was Jacob driving his sedan in his Batman costume. Sitting next to him was Casey that bald basterd in his custom made Spartan III Mjolnir armor. In the back was Lana in her Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck or Nel Tu, Bleach, costume.

Finally there was me.

"Dear god Devin, I can't believe you're actually going to Comic-Con looking like that!"

Of course one of my friends didn't like my choice in costume.

"Oh come on Casey, don't be like that! You knew he came out of the closet back in High school, this shouldn't be a problem now." And that there was my girlfriend coming to my defense.

"Don't bother with it Lana. He just jealous I can look more woman than his own mother." I joked making Casey huff in annoyance.

It's true. What kind of guy can say he could perfectly pull off looking like Tier Halibel, from Bleach. Or Motoko Kusanagi, from Ghost in the Shell. There are more but there is no point in putting them down.

"The fact that you can pull off looking like one is weird enough bro. Look I have no problem with you being transgendered Devin. It's just. My god, last year we barely spent any time together. Everyone there wanted a picture with you, and don't even ask how many guys gave you their number."

I was Motoko last year.

Lana turned to me, her brow cocked for question. "So... How many guys gave you their numbers?"

I sighed crossing my arms over my fake breasts of my costume as I looked out the window. "When we got back to the hotel room we counted one hundred and seventeen different numbers. And that was just after the first day. I didn't get any after that because the next day when I saw many of them writing their numbers down again I told them straight up that I was a guy."

"And what did they do when you told them?"

"Most of them screamed and ran away, the others... Kept writing. I swear people think that just because a guy is cross playing it doesn't mean he's gay."

"Ah, you poor baby come here." Lana pulled me to her letting my head rest against amble bosom covered by her tattered green shirt. She began to unzip my jacket, the zipper dangling right at the end of the jacket that only covered the top portion of my breasts.

The zipper fully went up leaving most of my breasts bare since the fake fish bone I created was only made to cover my nipples and the top portion of my chest all the way to my neck. Then there was perfectly carved masked obscuring most of my face.

If anyone else were to see what came next they would think there was a hot half-naked lesbian make-out session with a blonde girl purposely showing most of her breasts, happening in the backseat of a small Ford Focus. In fact that's what many of the conventioneers that gathered to Comic-Con thought as Batman (A.K.A. Jacob) pulled into the convention grounds.

Loud cheering was heard as people gathered around the Ford looking inside watching what they thought was two women making out inside. Many had pulled out their phones capturing video or pictures of the scene. Everything stopped when Casey had rolled his window down and yelled.

"THE BLONDE ONE IS A GUY!!!" Many shrieked in horror, others kept taping. It took five minutes for security to come by and shoo away the crowd that blocked our way into the parking garage.

Before we entered the garage Lana and I had long stopped kissing as our eyes stayed focused on the Spartan in the front seat.

Casey, looked back at Lana and I glaring with a disappointed gaze. "You happy? You see what you did! Fuck! Now they're going to flock to the two of you like a bunch of Seagulls."

"Calm down Spartan. We'll stick together this time right guys?" Jacob asked.

I jumped out of the car grabbing my crappy wood Zanpakuto replica with me. "Like I'm going to leave my two bro's for those people. come on! I wanna see if those vendors have any cool stuff. Plus I hear there's going to be a panel for 'Veronica Mars.'

It was quiet as the four of us walked out of the garage.

"God damn Devin! What the hell do you do to even look like this?"

I smiled underneath my mask for hearing what I accomplished. "Jacob my boy let me tell you. My hair is real, no weave or wig. Green contacts for my eyes and fake eyelashes as well. But to have body like this... Well there's a reason why I only got salads when we all went out to eat. Not to mention I go to the gym. And of course you know this isn't my original skin color, tanning does help."

"And your tits? They're fake right? Cause I didn't think you would be the one for using hormones or having plastic surgery."

"Dude. Batman... There is no way in hell I would ever do both of those things. I may be a cross dresser but I won't go any farther."

"Can we hurry this up I'm sweating in this damn armor! Besides people are already staring at you two." Damn people staring at me with their lust filled eyes over my sexy body. And my girlfriend's too.

When we reached the doors to the convention we knew it was time. One small step for me, one giant horde of horny nerds, Otakus and etc ready to herd around me like a bunch of animals.

Poor Casey.

(Canterlot Gardens. Two years ago)

The memory faded as the sound of voices came closer to our statues. When the voices crested past the small hill I noticed that it was that time that had finally come. Standing before our statues was a small marooned colored earth pony and behind her a group of young colts and fillies looking upon the gardens around them.

'I was wondering when this day would come.'

"Now class which one of you can tell me what this statue represents."

Applebloom, Scootaloo a Sweetie Belle began fighting over the different names they had given tackling each other too see which would stand on top and would be right in answering Cheerilee's question on Discord.

Unknown to any of the ponies I could blatantly see the cracks forming in his statue.

As Cheerilee preached to her students of Discord, there in front of me was a small grey Pegasus with a black mane and tail.

"Miss Cheerilee what's this?"

"Woah, I ain't never seen a creature like this one before." Applebloom the yellow filly with the bow in her mane spoke.

"She's pretty." The grey colt said staring at my statue. Even with being trapped in stone I some how could feel a blush forming on my cheeks.

"How do you know it's girl Rumble." Another Pegasus Scootaloo, actually. The small orange filly with a purple mane asked.

Rumble looked confused. He didn't know how but for some reason he just knew that the form of the statue was female. "I-I don't know?"

Actually children, nopony knows what or whom this creature even is. It is said that it rivals even Discord, in ways of magic. They are tales that say this creature not only created the chasm that splits the princesses former castle and the Everfree Forest, but also for creating 'Gassly Gorge' and the Ponyville Pond."

The students stared up at me with wonder, awe and fear in their eyes.

'If only they knew the truth of those events.'

"Come along children it's time for lunch."

When the garden was finally clear of all inhabitants teacher, student or guard the cracks upon Discords statue grew and with a final flash the god of chaos was free.

Discord stretched his old bones eliciting cracks with every twist of his body. "Oh how wondrous it is to be free again! Oh I'm so happy I could just dance." Lo and behold he was dancing...

On my head.

'Discord.'

The Draconquess stopped his dancing to float down to where he and I were now face to stone face. 'Yes dear Halibel? What can the god of chaos do for the Arrancar of the sea?"

'Please release me Discord, in doing so I shall forever be in your debt. I have had enough being entombed here inside this rock, I wish to be free once again the same as you.

Discord stood on the ground before me, pacing as he rubbed the goatee on his chin. "Hmm, I think not."

'What?'

"Oh did I not make myself clear? Well then here let me spell it out for you Halibel. I am not letting you free. Equestria does not need two instruments of chaos." He closed in with a smug smile that put small bit of rage into my heart. "She only needs me."

Discord then took flight leaving me here entombed in this hell to rot for however long I must wait.

'You just like the princesses have wronged me Discord. When I am finally free I will have my peace and justice that I so rightfully deserve, this I swear it.

Author's Note

I hope first chapter was good for you guys.