The Mind of a Child

"Discord?" I say.

Instead of answering the Draconequus wraps more of himself around me. For a moment I thought I could hear him chuckle darkly.

"Don't worry," He whispered. "I know everything about you. I know the secret you've been keeping...."

My eyes start to widen and I get a little nervous. Discord responds by covering my mouth with his paw.

"Ah, don't say anything. I can't tell anyone, it's not like they can see me."

Nobody else can see him? I'm the only one who knows he's here. Discord removes his paw away but moves it towards my hair next. He takes my hair and plays with it in a soothing matter. This causes me to sigh, and I stare at my mattress. I feel happiness, but part of me still feels upset and it makes me angry! Why do I still feel sad?

"How do you know who I am?" I ask.

"Oh believe me dear," Discord replies. "I know you better then you think."

He quickly wipes away a tear from my eye. Strangely enough he's being a bit too nice even for when he was still evil. Then I can hear him quietly snap his talons behind his back, he's holding something.

"Do you trust me?" The Draconequus quietly asks.

"Y-yes....." I say weakly.

Discord smiles wickedly. "Good...."

He then immediately grabs my left arm with his lion paw, and holds it tightly. Then he takes his eagle claw and brings it out from behind him. He's holding a small dagger, I begin to grow nervous. He puts the knife on my hand and looks up at me. Then he presses the weapon into my skin, I began to wimper and clench my teeth.

"It's alright, the worst part is almost over." He says soothingly.

He drags the blade across my palm and I try hard not to scream. I watch a small trail of crimson blood forms. After the deed is done he makes the knife vanish, he lets a small stream of blood trickle onto his eagle claw. When he has enough he clenches his lion paw and I can see blood forming. He combines the two types of blood and when he finishes he spreads the red liquid on the arm he was holding. The blood dissolves into my skin and a mark appears on my wrist it looks like the outline of a Draconequus. I have been marked. Finally Discord brings my bloody hand up to his face, he places my hand on his mouth, and when he moves away I see the blood is gone.

After a moment of silence Discord says, "Go to sleep, I'll explain everything later."

Even though I'm still shocked at what has just happened, I lie down on my bed staring at my marked arm. Without warning a wave of dizziness washes over me and my eyes begin to shut.

A weighty choice is yours to make, the right selection or a big mistake, if a wrong choice you choose to pursue the foundations of home will crumble without you.

Oh how I love riddles and ryhmes! That's mostly what I loved about Discord so much in the episode The Return of Harmony. That was a talent I desired to have, even though I can think up a few riddles and ryhmes they usually aren't very good. It's an art to learn something like that. Art.... That is something I enjoy; things like music, drawing, singing, writing, painting, all that kind of stuff is things I like. Most of what Discord created was just a different art style of art. But apparently most people see him using it for tricks instead of using to his full potentional. Trickster instead of a tyrant.

Chaos is a wonderful, wonderful thing.

So far I consider myself the only person who can see what these villains have really done. Nightmare Moon wanted to put the land into eternal darkness, into a cold and starless night. King Sombra was going to rule the Crystal Empire in fear and darkness, he was almost about ready to kill Spike and destroy the Crystal Heart before being killed himself. Queen Chrysalis, while she didn't have quite as much of an evil purpose as the others she still wanted to control the citizens of Equestia and invaded the land, captured hundreds of ponies and was ready to feed off of all their love and ready to let them all rot. Discord, he drove Equestria into pure insanity, chaos was everywhere and he was literally finding everyponys weaknesses and using that against them slowly breaking their hearts and damaging their souls. He watched them all suffer and laughed at it. The show staff  just used pretty colors and sweets to cover up what was truly going on in the disordered spirit's mind. And I loved it... I loved him being evil.....

Awww, poor Pinkie Pie, and here I thought laughter made you happy....

I am totally crazy, weak, and stupid. I just have never met anyone who thinks the way I do, this world is not all abut happily ever afters and dreams coming true. When I was younger little things scared me and I was very sensitive and sweet. By the time I turned ten years old that all changed, all my fears went away and the only thing I could feel now was emptiness. I was no longer sensitive and I wasn't that nice, pretty, girly little child anymore. I was now a cold, dark, ruthless, and empty minded teenager. My friends began to become slightly afraid of me and I liked it that way. I liked being seen as crazy, different, special; it was how I was. Watching people get hurt made me laugh, I liked seeing tears and frowns. I believed that villains had a chance to be loved for who they were. Laughter is a good thing, whether you mean it in a friendly way or not. Discord made me laugh with his cruel and brain washing tricks. I loved it so much and it all made me laugh and smile, he's hilarious. He's amazing, he's evil, he's Discord...

Looks like we might be due for a big old storm of chaos!

By the time I woke up it was still dark outside, it was slightly foggy and it was gently raining. I got up and looked around, my room was very dark but I could still see everything inside. But in the corner of my room I could see his glowing eyes and devious smile. He made me feel good, he made me feel safe.

"Oh good. You're awake...."