Party of None

It seemed an eternity since he had been locked away from the rest of the world, imprisoned once more in stone, with only his own mind to keep him company.

At least, that’s what everypony thought. That he had been defeated, and imprisoned in stone forever once again. They should have known better, didn’t they know what he was?

He was Discord, spirit of chaos and disharmony, one time ruler over the land of Equestria, and currently residing in a stone prison created by the elements of harmony after what was supposedly an unexpected defeat.

They were wrong.

Yes, he was in stone, but chaos cannot be contained. There was chaos inside of everypony; it took a great deal of forms, madness, rebellion, or just general randomness. It was the latter with one particular pink party pony, one of those whom had sealed him away for the second time. They seemed to represent harmony, yet their actions were definitely more sympathetic to the chaos he brought.

He wasn’t a being of evil, he didn’t want to bring death, destruction, or anything else beginning with D (Except for maybe Dance) to Equestria. All he wanted to do was show them all the beauty of chaos, the freedom that the ponies could have when they no longer had to live in harmony. Perhaps if he could open up that mares mind, perhaps she could help him show Equestria the beauty of chaos.

His own chaos may have been contained, but he could still manipulate that in others. It was without a second thought that he released the chaos inside Pinkie Pie’s mind.

From that moment on, he doomed himself, and all of Ponyville.

(I know this is incredibly short for a first part especially so for me. But that’s because this story is about to get really bucking bloody and dark. Continue to the next chapter at your own risk, knowing that you will find yourselves delving into the deepest and darkest depths of storytelling that my mind has on offer, you have been warned.)