Chaos Theory

Celestia walked through the Canterlot Royal Gardens in the early morning hours, the sun barely above the horizon. Many of the residents of her world weren't even up yet. It wouldn't be until another three hours had passed until the royal guards opened the gate to let the ponies in. She sighed while they frolicked, skipped, played, and picnicked, she would be in meetings with stuck up aristocrats or trying to communicate and deal with foreign dignitaries. It wouldn't be until she had to lower the sun and raise the moon that she could escape such "important tasks".

She had never gotten use to raising and lower the moon, it taxed her every morning and every evening. The duty was meant to be shared, as it once was with her and her sister working in harmony to manage the to celestial bodies in the sky to insure balance, order, and harmony. How woefully unprepared they failed. Her sister for trying to plunge the world into eternal night, and her for letting it get to the point where banishment was the only solution. She did not dwell on it. In only ten moons her sister would return to her, and she with the help of her student Sunset Shimmer and her pupils future friends, could help her and her sister be reconciled.

Thoughts of Sunset came to the for front of her mind. She was not the student that Celestia thought she would be training for such an important mission. For starters she thought that her successor would be marked by the mark on the tree of harmony, but it would seem that providence, had other ideas. Sunset was good with magic, no that wasn't the problem the problem was that the more Celestia taught her the worse her chances of making friends became.

"How am I to fix this mistake of mine?" She asked herself as she walked through the statue garden. "The more lessons I give her the less she cares for friends the more free time I give her the more time she spends by herself alone. How have I failed this time?" She felt the ancient magic starting to move. Her horn glowed. There was a strange disembodied chuckling. "And do I fix it?" The strange magic pulled back as her thoughts once again returned to how to obtain harmony.

The school bell sounded finally 4:10 time to go home. No more school, sure Zyon had homework but who could expect any student to actually do their homework over the weekend. He hurried to his locker and pulling all his books out of his bag shoved them into the small grey rectangle. He swung his back pack by one strap over his shoulder, and put the other arm in through the other strap. He was out of here, and on his way home. Supper was doubtlessly being prepared for him. His mom would probably have the ground beef thawing in the sink even as he thought about it. Home made hamburgers with salad. It made the school week worth it.

Zyon had started home. Walking as he normally did on the small trail that snaked it's way around the large green belt. He'd follow the trail about half an hour longer than he needed before crossing the street. He always did this every Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, being so close to pure, raw, untouched nature was amazing. It was clean and dirty, gentle and destructive. Nature for everything was always doing something, and no matter how advanced people became nature always had the upper hand. Something caught his eye.

It was a flash of light, which resonated deep in the woods. It was weird he walked down the small slope to the tree line to see if it would happen again. In less then ten seconds another flash of soft light. This time followed up by a someone chuckling. "Didn't your mother ever tell you it was rude to stare." A figure said, as he walked casually out of the woods, to stand in front of Zyon. He so loved playing dress up with the monkeys they were always so fun, and they came in such a unique color variety too. Millions of these hairless monkeys shared the exact same color and yet they were about as harmonious as he himself was. What with all their languages, wars, opinions of right and wrong, and traditions. They weren't made in his image, but as they were now they were as fractured as he was.

"Wh-who are you?" Zyon asked nearly petrified by the two yellow eyes that looked deep into his own.

"Well I'm not the Devil, and I'm certainly not God," the strange man with black hair with two streaks on of blue and the other of white began. "more of a gray man in the middle. Get it because I'm gray huh, huh. Hm tuff crowd." Zyon took a step back. "No don't run away!" He froze again. "I'm just here to offer you a chance to live in a world of peace and harmony, and to be special, to have powers beyond your wildest dreams. To live in a world were pollution isn't even a thing. So," The man held up his hand, his figures thin and pointed like a bird's talons. "Do you want to come with me to a world like that. I ask nothing in return of course. Just a free gift."

"Totally." Zyon grabbed the man's hand, before pausing. "Wait can I bring my mom."

"Thing about that is." The streaks in his hair became horns as his face elongated. "You already said yes," he whispered into the brown monkey's ear as his grip tightened around the boys hand. With a scream of fear and pain, and a flash of light the two were gone with nothing, but a lone backpack left where they had been.

Sunset walked with one of the guards into the statue garden. Apparently the incompetent idiot was going to go and bother Celestia about some random little wild animal that had wondered it's way into the statue garden. Upon his insistence that Celestia needed to know about this Sunset finally convinced the moron that she being Celestia's assistant was more qualified to make that call and would check it out. The two of them made their way toward the Discord statue.

The two of them arrived at the statue to find a little hairless monkey crying at the base. "Your joking you were going to waste Celestia's time with this. It's just a baby monkey that probably wondered out here. Just no, in ten minutes Celestia will lower the sun and this thing will make it's way back into the forest." She glared at the guard. "You should be glad that I caught you if you had wasted her time with this you'd be joining the mare on the moon." With that said and the guard adequately admonished she turned and left returning to her studies leavening the babbling creature there at the statue with the baby monkey.

Celestia walked through the statue garden under the cool light of the moon and stars. A sound had caught her attention as she had been lowering the sun and raising the moon. The sound had only gotten louder as she made her way through the garden. It wasn't long for her to guess where it was coming from, and sure enough as she approached the statue of Discord from the back it only got louder. She turned the corner and froze. It was a baby. A baby was crying here in the garden. A baby human was crying here in the garden, she picked up the infant and brought him up close to her in her wings.

"Shh, it's okay," she said. The guards were going to have to explain why they hadn't come to her with this. "It's okay little one." Her eyes met the baby's. They were so big and round and adorable. Something else was there to, but weather it was with the baby or her she couldn't tell. After a moment it started crying again.

"No, no, no. None of that." She started to rock the baby in her wings. "hush now quiet now it's time for you to rest your head," she began to sing. "Hush now quiet now it's time for you to go to bed." As she rocked the baby to sleep she made up her mind this would baby would be hers. She was now a mommy, let the aristocrats argue if they dared.

"I think I'll call you Zyon."