Cucumber Sandwiches

Discord made his way to the cave, the snow under his feet crunching with every step. As he advanced, he kept looking around at the fellow draconequii, the sight sending a weird thought throughout his body. It hurt him to know that all of these beings were dead in his actual time. At least he didn't remember any of them, that is, if he had ever known them.

After a while, he reached the base of the mountain. Stairs were carved into the slope, allowing a quick and relatively easy climb to the top. His claws kept him from sliding off them, and he made his way to the top, the stairs getting narrower and narrower the closer he got to the top. He advanced upwards, eventually reaching the level that the cave he was drawn to was accessible from. There was a platform that wrapped around the mountain where many different caves sat that seemed to be attached with some kind of super glue. From what Discord could tell, there was no evidence of magic in this place. All of the buildings were rough around the edges and things like this platform weren't made of the best craftsmanship. Luckily, the platform held his weight and he walked the length of the mountain until reaching a hole in the wall.

It was quite circular, obviously being formed by hand. The cave descended downwards a few feet and then reached a wall that housed a singular square window and a door. The light was from a torch placed above the door. The cold weather of this planet obviously was cold enough to keep things frozen, even when a heat source was nearby. Discord advanced down the slope to the wall and lifted his hand up. He hesitated, and pulled his hand away from the door. He instead snapped and appeared right inside the door.

The cave houses were well made, with corridors leading forwards and splitting off at points, creating more hallways. The floors were made of ice for a nice and shiny look. Torches lined the inside of the halls and rooms, the light reflecting off of the icy floors. He had no trouble sneaking around noiselessly.

He walked forward to where the hallway held two doorways. To the left was what seemed to be a kitchen, and to the left a living room. He advanced further, coming to a split in the hallway. To the left was a hallway with two doors, both closed, and the right held one open door. From the right, he could hear the sound of talking, a language that he didn't understand but still kind of made sense. He decided to investigate the right first.

He went through the hallway and tried to open the door to the left. It creaked open, revealing an empty room with a window. Through the window, he could tell that the light was taking over the darkness. He closed the door and opened the other one in the hallway. It creaked open as well, but showed something different.

There was a bed, a table, and a chair all made out of a thick ice. On the table sat a book, and in the bed lay a little draconequus. Discord stared at the child. That couldn't be him, could it? His thoughts were cut off when he heard the chatting advancing his way. Discord couldn't risk being seen in another's house. He had to think of something fast. He snapped, and hoped that his disguise would hold.

Two draconequii entered the room. One was taller than the other and sported a long, curly beard. The other was a very thin figure, her hair flowing and much less choppy than the other's, presumably the father, the other being the mother. As they entered the room, they scanned around to no avail. They saw the same things that Discord had seen, the bed holding a sleeping child and the ice table supporting two books, with the ice chair pushed in.

The mother walked over and woke the young child. She said something to the child, and he immediately got up and walked out of the room with the parents. He wasn't sure, but he thought he had heard Discord in what the mother said. Discord abandoned his disguise, returning into a creature with mismatching body parts, spitting out a piece of paper as he did. He continued out of the room and left the house, looking for the trio. He spotted them heading towards a rectangular building.

He snapped and joined the trio a few yards away, following in their footsteps. The group stopped right outside of the building. The mother leaned down and kissed the child handing him a bag of something. He hastily entered the building and the two started away. As they passed Discord, they looked over and waved. Discord waved in return, trying to not look like an idiot.

Discord looked around until most of the draconequii had returned to their homes or to other buildings and then followed the child inside. Unlike the caves, the buildings had almost no separate rooms. This place appeared to be a school, with many tables lined up in a row, chairs circled around them. On the wall opposite the door, there was a screen of ice, steamed up by a cauldron at the foot of it which contained boiling water. There was a draconequus standing near the ice board, staring at every child that entered. Discord quickly disguised himself again to avoid being noticed. He molded his body to be much smaller, making him look like any other kid in the place. That should keep him unnoticed for now.

He made his way to a chair at the same table the one child sat at along with many other kids. The teacher spoke aloud in the language again and the children got to work. Discord just sat there and hoped that no one would notice him. He watched the one child get to work, inscribing things on a slab made of ice. Discords attention was attracted to one child talking to one sitting beside him. The one pointed to the child, and then proceeded to poke him. The one child batted away the ones and stayed on his work. The persistent kid proceeded to poke him again and again. The child started to get angry, and called over the teacher. The teacher came over and pointed at the one who was poking the other child.

The child continued without hesitation.

Eventually, after a while, the child started to swat away the others hand more violently, and it escalated to where the one poking him stood up and punched the kid in the face. The child hit the floor hard. He got up, but just got punched again. Where was the teacher?

The child got up again, and the one punched him harder than ever. The child got up again and faced the other child. The other child threw another punch, and the child caught it. He had the face of anger, true anger. Snaps could be heard as the child proceeded to crush the child's hand, leaving him on the floor crying. The child picked up the tool he had been using to write and slammed it downwards. A sickening sound could be heard, as the tool penetrated the child's skull and killed him. Blood oozed from the open wound, and the other children got up to help the dead child to no avail. The teacher came over and almost fell over from what he saw. The child, getting angry that they felt pity for the dead kid, put his hand into a fist and punched another kid, the one the dead child had been talking to. The mob of children got on top of the kid and held him down. Discord decided he had stayed long enough. He started to head out as the sound of someone screaming rang to his ears. The child was going crazy. Discord looked back to see the sight of the kid, snapping his fingers as other children and eventually the teacher fell to the ground. Discord had to get out of here.

He exited the door, returning to his normal body. He needed to hide and fast before he himself dropped to the floor.

The child exited, continuing to snap in the direction of other draconequii around the town. Each and every one of them fell to the floor in a pool of blood. Discord eventually found a pile of snow to hide in. The shivering was annoying, but it was worth it to not die by a child's hands. What exactly had happened back there? Why did that kid get that kind of power? Is that what happened when pairs go too far? What pair could cause that though? Discord realized that it was the pair Anger and Hopelessness that had caused the child to go crazy, a pair almost as dangerous as Guilt and Determination.

The sounds of snapping and bodies falling lifelessly to the ground stopped, and Discord removed his head from the  snow pile, seeing what was just a great city turned into ash. The caves had caved in and the buildings had collapsed. The planet seemed so much darker without the light of the caves and buildings. He saw only one silhouette, the one of the child, crying alone. Discord snapped to the cave he had met the child. Collapsed, the hand of one of the parents poking from under the snow and ice.

His species had been wiped out, wiped out by one of their own.