Back in Equestria

The small town of Ponyville was often considered a strange, if not dangerous place. With the common monster attacks and its position of being right next to the Everfree, it was no wonder that the unused hostel had been converted into a hospital a few decades ago. The staff at the hospital had dealt with all manner of injuries and problems, from cases of the common cold and fever all the way up to full limb amputations and major organ surgery. Recently though there had been a lull in severe cases that had caused need for large scale staff mobilisation, the new local Ponyville guard stopping any errant Everfree creatures from entering the populated areas.

That had changed when a certain light blue unicorn named Trixie had been rushed into the emergency surgery ward with severe blood loss, multiple compound fractures, internal haemorrhaging and a shattered pelvis. She had been in surgery well throughout the night as the surgeons worked tirelessly to remove the smaller bone fragments and realign the larger ones. Once the main surgery had been completed and the healing spells had been applied to stimulate and amplify her body’s healing process, she was placed into a medically induced coma while she slowly knitted herself back together. During the time spent sleeping/healing she had gone through several more minor surgeries to fix anything that wasn’t quite healing right.

This had gone on for about two weeks, all the while many ponies from around the village visited and five mares in particular made frequent visits. All around her room where cards and other get well presents that had been left by the foals and parents who enjoyed her magic shows that she put on every now and then for fun. The most common visitor by far though was rainbow maned mare by the name of Rainbow Dash who dropped in at least twice a day.

It was on one of those visits where Rainbow Dash found herself sitting beside Trixie’s bed while staring up at the ceiling while telling the sleeping mare about what had happened that day.

“Pinkie’s managed to get all the stuff together for your get well party when you wake up.” She said quietly, her eyes never leaving the small crack in the ceiling that she had stared for so long. “I… *sigh* I don’t think there is really anything of interest going on today.”

The loud beeping of the heart-rate monitor drew Rainbow’s attention down from the ceiling and towards the quietly sleeping form of Trixie. The unicorn was clearly in a sorry state, her entire lower half in a large cast with tubes and wires coming from her nose and from within the cast. It nearly brought tears to Rainbow’s eyes seeing the pain and damage she had caused to one of her friends. She had given ponies quite a few bumps and bruises over her time in Ponyville thanks to her botched stunts, but those had all been accidents and they had always forgiven her after she had made it up to them. This time though she had done it on purpose and whether she regretted it quickly afterwards didn’t matter, she had caused grievous injuries to somepony that she knew and they couldn’t hear her apologies no matter how many times she did.

Rainbow slipped off of her chair and trotted up to the side of Trixie’s bed, placing her fore hooves on the mattress. “I’m sorry.” She whispered. “I’m a terrible friend, I attacked you for over something as petty as a comeback I deserved, I blamed you for something that you obviously wouldn’t do and now you’re stuck in here and can’t even help us look for Twilight.” She dropped her face onto the covers and moved her hooves to surround her head. “Some element of loyalty I am.”

It was then that she felt the feeling of a hoof touching her folded hooves and her head shot up to see the tired, but most certainly awake, face of Trixie staring back at her with a very faint smile on her face.

“Trixie?!” Rainbow Dash almost shouted as she jumped to her hooves and rushed up to the other end of the bed, closer to Trixie. “You’re awake!”

“H- *cough*” Trixie attempted to say before she realised that her mouth and throat were far too dry for any form of speech.

“Here, let me get you some water.” Rainbow said as she grabbed the pitcher of water by the bedside and filled a glass for Trixie. She then brought the glass over to the mare In question and held out for her to hold so that she could drink it.

After the water had been fully gulped down, Rainbow rubbed her fetlock with the other and looked to the side. “How much did you hear?”

“I think I woke up when you entered the room.” Trixie said quietly, holding up a hoof when Rainbow tried to speak. “I forgive you, if our positions were reversed I would have probably done something similar… well maybe not drop a bookshelf on you, but that’s neither here nor there.”

“I should probably grab a nurse, shouldn’t I?” Rainbow asked.

“That would be for the best yes, I don’t like having these tubes in my nose.” Trixie said with a grimace as she tried to wiggle her snout. Rainbow was about to leave the room before Trixie called to her. “Rainbow, do they have any ideas were Twilight or Spike might be?”

“Not at the moment no, though I’m guessing the Princess will want to speak with you as soon as possible.” She said before leaving the room to fetch some staff.

“So Doc, what’s the damage?” Trixie asked as she was lying in the bed with Dr Care by her side and nurse Redheart sorting out many of the, now unnecessary, pieces of equipment and wheeling them out of the room

“Okay Miss Lulamoon, You were brought in here with a shattered pelvis, three compound fractures in your left rear leg, two in your right rear leg, internal haemorrhaging and severe blood loss.” Dr Care read off of his clipboard that he held in his telekinetic grip. “You went through multiple surgeries and have been in a medically induced coma for sixteen days.”

This was a surprise for Trixie as she hadn’t realised how long she had been out, which also brought along more thoughts about Twilight and Spike. If it had been over two weeks without them being found with the Princesses helping, then how likely was it that she would even be able to help. And how likely would it be that they failed to find them and they were never-. *NO! Do not go down that line of thought. Trixie can help the Princess find Sparkle and she will bring them back.* Trixie was snapped back to reality by the voice of the doctor.

“We will be able to discharge you in about a week thanks to the spells we placed and your own magical strength.” He said as he placed his clipboard into one of the pockets on his coat. “Now, I need to get back to my other patients, so you just call for a nurse if you need anything.”

“Thank you doctor.” Trixie said with a small smile as he trotted out the room, leaving Trixie on her own. That didn’t last for long however as about a minute later the door opened and five mares entered in various different manners.

“TRIXIIIIIEEE!” shouted Pinkie Pie as she leapt into the room to hug the bedridden mare, only to be stopped mid-air by a frowning Rarity.

“Really Pinkie, I thought you knew better than to jump on someone when they are injured.” She admonished as she lowered Pinkie to the ground and took a seat at the edge of the room.

“Yeah Pinks, didn’t the last time teach you anything?” Dash said, lazily flying into the room and sitting down in the chair by the bed.

“Sorry Tricky.” Pinkie apologised, earning a frown from Trixie at the use of the nickname. “I just haven’t seen you in so long, well I have seen you but you were asleep so I was just talking to you and you weren’t talking back *GASP* that means you don’t know about the party I’ve been planning. It’s got Cake and streamers and cake and balloons and cake and-“ An orange hoof was unceremoniously stuffed into Pinkies mouth, ending her tirade.

“Ah’ think she gets the picture Pinkie.” Applejack said while the still talking Pinkie Pie continued to muffle out her speech, covering Applejacks hoof in spit, causing the apple farmer to quickly withdraw her hoof and glare. “Aww c’mon! Dang it Pinkie!” Pinkie then continued to spew words out at the speed of a printer hopped up on crack.

“Pinkie, I think you might be overwhelming the poor dear.” Rarity said with a lopsided smile as she looked at the currently wide eyed Trixie.

“Oops, sorry again.” Pinkie said as she finally stopped talking and moved over to the small box of toys that was often left in the rooms from when foals had previously stayed in them. It was then that Fluttershy finally poked her head round the door and crept in, taking a seat by Rarity and quietly muttering a greeting.

“Anyways, how are you doing now Trix?” Dash asked, her question snapping the bedridden mare out of her dazed state.

“The doctor says that I can leave in about a week, so that’s good.” Trixie said awkwardly, not quite sure what to say. “I hadn’t realised how bad it was until he told me just before you girls came in.” She tentatively reached down and touched her rear legs and winced when she felt a shot of pain. “Still hurts.”

Rainbow dash was about to apologise but a light blue hoof stopped her and forced her to look at the hoofs owner. Trixie was looking at her with a pained, but kind smile that spoke volumes of how she had already forgiven her.

“There is no need for you to apologise anymore Rainbow, I have already told you that you are forgiven.” Trixie said softly. “How many times do I have to say it before you stop apologising?” She added playfully.

“I think I could stop when you’re up and about… maybe.” Rainbow said with a smirk as she pushed Trixie’s hoof away from her mouth.

The girls chatted about the things that Trixie had missed over the two weeks that she had been under for. It was mostly stuff about the search for Twilight and Spike as well as a few minor incidents that had come up. The most striking thing however was that not even the princesses could locate Twilights magical signature which made no sense considering the sheer power she possessed.

“How can Celestia not locate her power?” Asked the girls confusedly, a few hairs in her main fraying as the girls looked between each other and shrugged to the worried mare.

“I do not know my little ponies.” Came a serene yet tired voice from the doorway, shocking all of them as Princess Celestia walked in. She still held her regal posture but there were clear signs of fatigue and sleepless nights if the bags around her eyes were anything to go by.

“Princess Celestia?!” Trixie shouted from her bed, everyone else mimicking various other forms of surprise. “Why are you here?” She asked in a more controlled fashion.

“I have come here to speak with you Miss Lulamoon if that is alright with you.” She asked calmly. She turned her head to look at the others with a small smile, silently asking them to leave.

“We’ll see you tomorrow Trixie.” Rainbow said as she led the others out of the room.

“Get well soon Tricky!” Pinkie beamed as she bounced out of the room, everypony else offering similar farewells as they to left the room. Once they had all gone Celestia shut the door with her telekinesis and cast a high level soundproofing spell over the room.

“I’m guessing that this is about Twilight ma’am.” Trixie asked as the princess finished double checking that the spell had worked as intended.

“I’m afraid so Trixie.” She answered with a sigh, her hoof lifting up to rub her forehead and brush any stray hairs out of her vision. She pulled off her gold slippers and removed her peytral, placing them all down to her side as she summoned a pillow to sit on. After all of this was done she collapsed onto her haunches and slumped her upper body over the covers of the bed.

“Are you okay?” Trixie asked, her hoof resting on the princesses withers comfortingly.

“No, I am far from okay.” Celestia admitted. “One of my closest friends and her son have gone missing without a trace. The noble households are having a hissy fit over the missing royal seat, some saying that it should be filled with somepony of more noble background, others saying that they don’t need any other Princesses, and the rare few who are legitimately concerned are already sending all they can to help.” She removed her crown from atop her head and held it in her hooves, scrutinizing it for a few seconds before placing it down with the rest of her regalia. “The worst bit though is the fact that Discord is nowhere to be found, even Fluttershy’s attempts have been met with nothing but silence.”

“But I thought that Discord never ignored Fluttershy, why is he doing it now?” Trixie asked.

“There are only two possible reasons that I can think of. One: he is hiding.” She said holding up one hoof. “Two: he used up a large amount of chaos magic and is recuperating in his chaos realm.” She then held up the other hoof. “Both of these outcomes would lead as to the conclusion that he had something to do with Twilight and Spike disappearing.”

“Why would he do that though?”

“It could be for revenge. He may have done it so that the elements would be rendered useless.” Both of these reasons seemed like something that Discord would do, but with how him and Fluttershy where getting along, it seemed unlikely now. “He may have a legitimate reason for doing it, however unlikely that is.” Celestia finished, mumbling under breath.

“You would have such little faith in me? Why Celly, I’m hurt.” A voice came from all sides, Celestia instantly shifting onto her hooves and taking a defensive stance.

“Show yourself Discord!” She shouted into the air.

“Very well.” Discord said calmly as the toy box that Pinkie had been playing with popped open and a small Discord figurine clambered up and hopped down onto the floor. He was barely a few inches tall and it took him a while to reach the bed which he climbed up until he was standing on the sheets. Discord was about to speak when he was suddenly grasped in a mix of golden and light pink magic.

“WHERE IS SHE!?” both Trixie and Celestia shouted, their magic spiking mid shouting causing it to squeeze Discord so hard that he squeaked ,his eyes bulging out comically.

“C-can’t… breathe.” Discord wheezed as his misshapen lungs were flattened. Both of the telekinetic holds on were loosened enough for him to inhale a large gulp of air and breathe again. “She is currently residing In another dimensio- *SQUEAK!*” Discord said before being cut off by both of the magical holds on him redoubling their efforts to turn him into a miniature black hole.

“WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE IS IN ANOTHER DIMENSION?!” Celestia shouted, her usually regal demeanour being flung out the window, into space, through a tear in the fabric of time and onto the roof of Red’s truck where it said a few rather uncouth things before heading back to where it came from.

“I… mean… that *cough* she… volunteered… to… look… for… my… SISTER! *GAAAASP*” Discord wheezed on his knees as both the two ponies in the room sat in shocked silence at the revelation.

“You have a sister?” Trixie asked after she had recovered from her shock, doing so before Celestia.

“Yes *cough* I do, her name is Dissonance.” Discord said as he finally managed to regain his composure and dust himself off.

“Why is she in another dimension?” Asked Celestia, her regal demeanour finally managing to return from its trip and reinsert itself back into her psyche.

“Because of your swollen derriere and Princess Nobody-Loves-Me sealing me in stone all those centuries ago.” Discord said with a grumble, a white small t-shirt with the words ‘I’m with fat-flanks’ printed on it with an arrow pointing forwards. As Celestia sputtered, Trixie sit up a bit straighter and drew Discords attention.

“How does you being sealed in stone have to do with her being in another dimension?” She asked.

“When the skittle beam washed over Equestria, it removed all the excess chaos energy from the world and with that energy my sister would have died.” He explained, a miniature blackboard and wooden pointer appearing next to him. “The elements of harmony, being the ‘kind’ powers they are, decided that without the excess chaos energy allowing my sister to grow she would perish. This was true of course, but their method of dealing with it was to send my sister into the void until a suitable dimension or world for her to finish growing was found.” His drawings were very childish, but they conveyed the point as much as his speech did. “I was planning on turning this world back into a chaos filled wonderland so that she would return here but you tasked the bearers with ending that.” He said frowning at Celestia and snapping his pointer, turning it into two halves of a liquorice whip and eating them both, all the while still glaring at Celestia.

“But your chaos was too dangerous for ponies to handle, they were in danger.” She reasoned. “I couldn’t just sit there and let them get hurt for your amusement.” Discord scowled and held up his talon.

“One: It wasn’t ‘just’ for my amusement. Two: Your ponies were only in danger from their overly skittish nature, my creations never acted maliciously. Three is a question.” He said, snapping his fingers to remove all of his small creations and creating a ladder that matched his size. He began to climb it, the ladder itself moving upwards as he continued on, until he reached the end of Celestia’s muzzle. She was about to protest at his intrusion of her personal space but he cut her off before she could start. “How old do you think I am?”

Celestia stopped and thought to herself for a while, brow creasing as she finally decided to think about it. “I would guess around about 1500 years old give-or-take.” After she answered Discord chuckled and almost lost his hold on the ladder.

“However flattering that is, you are off by a long way.” He pulled out an abacus and started moving all the beads to the one side. “Your belief is that I was ‘born’ just before my reign of chaos started. That is in fact, off by a long shot. I am actually over 3000 years old, which I believe is older than you, young Celly.”

“That’s the Pre-Unification era.” Trixie said, her statement causing Discord to place his claw onto his nose and point one of his pawed digits at her.

“Bingo, exactly.”

“But why weren’t you causing chaos back then?” Celestia inquired, the idea of Discord not causing the very thing he prided himself on baffling her.

“I was, just not to the extent that I did during my reign or when I was released.” His blackboard reappearing along with his slightly chewed pointer. “Back before you ponies got all friendly with each other, I went around causing chaos among villages and towns. I didn’t do many major chaotic events back then, it was mostly small little things or every now and again a large thing. A few examples would be the creation of the Manticore and the cockatrice, which were fairly large things compared to what I normally did.”

“What does this have to do with your sister?” Trixie asked impatiently.

“I’m getting to that.” Discord said with a huff. “Just before each of the races stumbled upon what is now known as Equestria a new chaos being was created by the latent chaos magic that suffused the air. Her name was Dissonance and she was my sister.”

“Your reign started roughly twenty, thirty years after the races unified, I’m guessing you ran out of chaos magic.” Celestia guessed.

“Almost right. You see, once a chaos being has reached its full growth it emanates its own chaos magic, allowing it to survive off of the tiniest amounts.” He explained, a chalk drawing of a strange mish-mash creature, like a mix between an octopus and an antelope, appeared on the blackboard. “That is not the same for when they are growing, for when a chaos being is growing they require an almost constant source of chaos magic. I got my constant source by roaming the lands and soaking it up whenever I came across something chaotic. Dissonance, Nancy for short, wasn’t able to do that because of all the order based activities your ponies were participating in. Soooo…” he gestured for Celestia and Trixie to finish off is sentence.

“So you needed to create a large amount of chaos so that she could survive on her own.” Trixie finished, beating Celestia to the punch.

“And the Crippled Blunicorn in the Bed corner gets it in one, someone give this mare a prize.” Discord shouted, now suddenly dressed in a game show hosts outfit, complete with large greased back wig and microphone. A lollipop appeared out of nowhere and landed on Trixie’s horn, causing her to wince and hold her hoof up to it. She did unwrap the lollipop and place it in her mouth, Celestia off to the side, pouting at the missed chance of sugar.

“All the rest is history really.” Discord regained their attention. “The elements sent her off and I was stuck in stone for a long while, waiting for the chance to bring her back.”

“Why not go yourself?” Asked Celestia, her confusion written on her face. “Surely it would be easy for you to just teleport her over here.”

“That is where I wished you were right Celly, but alas I cannot. I am tied to this world as much as you are tied to the sun and Luna is to the moon, as in leaving would result in destabilisation of the world’s balance.” He reasoned. “The dimensional barriers that lie between each universe do not allow someone to bring something from one dimension to the other either. You can go to the other dimension and bring yourself back, but you cannot just pull something through. I fear that my sister may be in trouble considering she hasn’t brought herself back.”

“And that is why you sent Twilight then.” Trixie realised.

“But why Twilight specifically?” Celestia inquired.

“She was probably the most qualified for it.” Discord explained. “She has power, resilience and is kind enough to asked questions first and shoot later, unlike a lot of ponies you seem to know, and don’t tell me I should have sent some guards or something like that. Your guards are just that, Guards. They are not soldiers, they are not highly trained attack forces. They are nothing more than a glorified police force.” His words causing Celestia to lower her raised hoof and pout, which caused Trixie to try and stifle her giggles.

“That aside.” Celestia said awkwardly. “Why didn’t you ask me in the first place? I’m sure we could have worked something out.”

“You are full of whys today aren’t you?” Discord snarked before suddenly growing apprehensive. “You would have asked too many questions about the place before hearing the reasons.” He said dejectedly as Celestia frowned and Trixie grew worried.

“Discord, where have you sent Twilight and Spike?” She asked sternly, her regal composure combining with royal fury to make… Ultimate Stern Parent Glare.

“America.” Discord said quietly

“That doesn’t mean much Discord, Details.” She glowered, stomping her hoof on the bed which almost sent Discord flying.

“Specifically the Mojave Wasteland.” He offered, Celestia’s scowl growing to ‘You just destroyed the police chiefs donut after she just got back from losing a court case and it’s her time of the month’ levels.

“What is this place like Discord?” She asked heatedly.

“It has been described by everyone living there as *mumble*.” He trailed off at the end into incoherent mumbling.

“What was that?”

“A *mumble* on earth.” He said slightly louder but still too quiet.

“Discord.” Celestia almost growled out.

“Ahellonearth!” HE almost shouted out before teleporting into a toy hamster ball on the floor and trying to roll away. It didn’t stop Celestia though, as he was soon lifted up off the ground and brought face to face with the raging inferno that was the sun god’s anger. The term ‘hell hath no fury like a mare scorned’ being wholly inadequate to describe her currently.

“Look at me.” Princess Celestia Solaris Aeternae, Sol invictus of omnem uitam litteratura, Wielder of the suns power and 1371 times world champion cake eater looked towards the tiny Draconequus that was hiding behind his mismatched talon and paw. She spoke with the calmness of a black hole, broaching no room for anything but what she asks.

As Discord shakily peeked over his talon and almost screamed at the sight that beheld him. Celestia’s mane was a roaring inferno, all of the colours had shifted to various shades of orange yellow and red. Her fur had also changed, it rippled like it was being seen through heat distortion and wisps of plasma licked at her. Her eyes though were by far the scariest part, they were almost completely white apart from her irises which had grown smaller and were completely made up of flame.

“Bring. Her. Back.” She said through grit teeth. Despite all the warnings that were telling him that he would regret it, he shook his head and whispered out an answer. “What?”

“I told you I can’t even if I wanted to!” He shouted out, earing himself a throw across the room where his hamster ball shattered against the wall.

“HOW DARE YOU SEND HER INTO A LIVING HELL!” She roared, her voice almost shattering the soundproofing spell that was placed upon the room.

The shout though had the opposite effect on Discord though. Whereas it would normally cow someone into a bawling mess. It only caused Discord to snap. He grew back into the same wild version that he had shown Twilight when she had enraged him.

“HOW DARE I!?” He bellowed, his voice seeming to come from all sides. “HOW DARE YOU SEND MY SISTER AWAY FRO ME! HOW DARE YOU SEND HER INTO SUCH A DANGEROUS PLACE WHEN SHE WAS BARELY A CHILD!”

His shouting had caused Celestia to take a step back and her expression to turn fearful. “I-“

“YOU JUST CAN’T SEEM TO STOP BREAKING FAMILIES CAN YOU?!” He continued his verbal rampage before Celestia could even get a word in. “FIRST IT WAS MY FAMILY THEN YOU DECIDED TO BREAK SCORPANS AND FINALLY YOU SETTLED ON YOUR OWN!”

By this point, Celestia had reverted back to her original form and was on her haunches staring into nothingness with a look of despair plastered on her face. Discord slowly changed back until he was at his normal height, he gave one last look at Celestia before opening a portal on the far wall and turning towards it.

“Discord!” Came the voice of Trixie, her voice desperate. “I want to help Twilight!”

Discord pondered her words for a bit before turning away and waling up to the portal into his chaos realm. He then turned back to Trixie. “In about a weeks’ time, my magic will have replenished enough to open up a portal.” HE then stepped through the portal and closed it after himself. Leaving Trixie in a slightly singed room with broken and melted toys scattered everywhere, a distraught alicorn and bedsheets that were slightly damper than they were before.

Author's Note

Writers Block... I hate it so much, this chapters middle section was so hard to write. Anyway, this hopefully highlights a bit of the lore I've got going here.

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