Madness combat: Hoofs of violence.
Chapter One: Hank's hoof.
After the explosion of the Auditor, Sanford and Hank were descending a ladder to escape.
"Haha! We did it, big fella!" Sanford exclaimed, being carried by his mutant friend's arm.
"We better not celebrate so fast, pal!" Hank said seeing a piece of concrette falling towards him.
Both of them were hit by the piece, falling to their demise. As Hank's body reached the ground, his vision faded to black, even quickier than a bullet of a sniper. But he still could feel... He was in laying in a different surface now. It was more comfortable than his fall, that's for sure. He opened his eyes very slowly, looking trough the red lens of his goggles. Then he saw what he was laying on. Grass. The green and rare grass. He tried lifting his goggles, so he could confirm the color of the grass. Speaking of it, he couldn't feel his fingers. He looked at his hands, just to find two hoovers in it's place.
"HOLY SHIT!" Hank screamed.
He started pating his whole body. He had turned into a horse.
"Holy shit im a goddamn horse! But this tail... WAIT THIS IS MY PREVIOUS ARM!" Hank exclaimed. His tail looked just like a scorpion tail.
After all, same happened to his arm once, but this was different. He turned into an animal. Hank tried to stand on his four hooves. The right superior hoof was red and had some spikes on it. Hank tought it had the same 'power punch' of before. For his surprise, walk in four legs was easier than he expected. It was time for a new adventure. His toughts were getting bigger and bigger. Where was he? Why was he there? Why was he a stallion? He questioned himself along the way. He kept walking until he found a cave. His curiosity was stronger than his worries, so of course, he would get in there.
"Now that's a big cave..." Hank said to himself.
He kept walking and looking around. Too distracted to worry, he pumped into a giganstic blue bear with stars on it. He looked at it and ran out. He fought GL-3Ms, Mag Agents, a demoniac fire clown and the Auditor himself. But THAT was ridiculous! It was bigger than a damn train! Thankfully it was sleeping.
"That was one big bear..." Hank said, panting with his heart almost popping out from his metalic mouth.
The rain started dropping lightly on his head.
"It can't get wrose..."
Suddenly, the light rain turned into a helluva big storm. He ran looking for a shelter, for his luck, he found a house in the middle of the woods and ran inside. There didn't seemed like anyone was home. He just laid on the ground, close to some tribal-looking masks. When the storm pass, he would leave.
(...)
Fluttershy was looking out the window, comforting herself on a chair with Angel on her lap. She looked behind her and saw Discord, but he seemed worried, something wasn't right for him.
"Something wrong, Discord?" She asked innocently.
"I think so, my dear friend. Creatures from a chaotic world are here, turned into ponies.... I can feel their presence." Discord replied, not trying to do anuyhing magic or random. He was being serious, so something was cleary wrong.
"What kind of creatures?"
"The kind we don't want to meet Fluttershy. The kind we don't want to meet." Discord repilied, placing his left hand on his chin, thinking where could those creatures be.