Return to Disharmony

Trixie grabbed her head with her hoofs as she screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Why are you in my head, why are you IN MY HEAD? Stop it; please get out of my head!”

Discord stretched his arms out wide before leaning back on Trixie’s iris. Though she technically couldn’t feel anything, she still felt something…wrong happening within her eye.

“Well you see my dear, I would love to leave your body but I have plans that require a vessel for it to work properly. You can understand my plight right? Do you know how difficult it is to find a unicorn with magical powers that just happen to come by the sculpture garden where I lie in wait? I can tell you, it’s rare.”

Trixie began to feel her heart racing and her hoofs trembling.

“B-but you said that I had a choice, I never gave my answer.”

“Well my dear, allow me to introduce myself, hello dear, my name is Discord and I’m the spirit of chaos and disarray. I don’t recall ever mentioning you had a choice in the matter.”

Trixie smacked her head into the mirror hard enough for her to feel it cracking against her fur. When she pulled away from the mirror, she saw no wound on her forehead and the image of Discord laughing at her from within her eye.

“Nuh-uh-uh, I can’t have my vessel damaging herself before the job is done can I?”

Somewhere in her mind, Trixie felt something being pulled before she found herself walking out of her shack. Terror flooded her senses but her face wouldn’t allow her to show it. She felt her heart racing and her hoofs trembling yet they continued to carry her forward. She wanted to scream, yell for help, and call out to Mr. Leo, Twilight, Celestia, anypony who could hear her yet her mouth wouldn’t open.

Eventually, she found herself standing before the statue of Discord. The early morning air and crescent moon casting an eerie light on the ominous statue which sent a chill down Trixie’s spine.

“Well, here we are my dear, my home. Now please, please, don’t be unimpressed by my humble abode, I mean it’s much better than your dwellings and a thousand times roomier on the inside.”

“Anyways…”

Trixie heard the snapping of fingers in her head before a spark erupted from the statue. A white orb of light floated from the base of the statue’s skull to ground level where it floated before Trixie’s eyes.

“Beau-ti-ful isn’t it? I shall call it…power. Do you Trixie, swear to be my faithful servant, to love honor and obey my whims whenever I call for your assistance, for now and always, till death do us part?”

Trixie felt something moving her jaw up and down as Discord, in a high falsetto voice said, “Why yes Discord, I do and I find you so handsome as well my master.”

“Oh dear, flattery will get you nowhere, anyways, by the powers invested in me by the powers of chaos and disharmony, I now pronounce you…my faithful servant!”

Trixie saw the light fly into her face and for a moment all she could see was white. When her vision returned, she found herself standing in a steel cage surrounded by darkness.

“Where am I?”

“Well my dear, I’ve decided to take over for the time being until I have everything I need in place.”

Suddenly, a white window appeared before Trixie before it shifted to screen which showed the statue of Discord within the sculpture garden.

“While I’m busy though, you can enjoy the entertainment. Also, please pay attention because you honestly don’t want to miss this.”

●●●

Mr. Leo worked inside his studio where he was just putting the finishing touches on Twilight’s torso. As he worked, he couldn’t think about how Trixie left his studio and how he may have been a bit too hard on her.

Maybe I should…yea, I’ll be sure to apologize next time I see her.

Seconds later, a knock on the door knocked Mr. Leo out of his thoughts and forced him to drop his hammer to ask who was there. He heard someone opening the door as he turned around to see someone standing just beyond the entrance of the studio.

“Oh hello ma’am is there something I can…”

Mr. Leo caught himself as he recognized his worker.

Something’s wrong…

Trixie walked into his studio with dark fur and a gray and white mane. Her features were a strange combination of joy and flatness as she displayed a smirk which seemed much colder and than when she used to smirk to the customers. Her eyes were yellow with blood red irises and even her unicorn magic had changed from periwinkle blue to jet black. As “Trixie” walked into the studio, she shut the door behind her hard enough to crack the edges and splinter the frame. Any other day Mr. Leo would’ve yelled at her for damaging his property but something…something about the way she moved and the way she did it that caused his breath to become caught in his throat as he slowly backed away.

“Why hello there Mr. Leo, lovely weather today wasn’t it?”

The way Trixie’s voice sounded, so flat yet so openly malicious, sent shivers down his spine.

“Who are you?”

“Why it’s just me, Trixie, from the shack from out back. I must say though, it is awfully uncomfortable in there, can I apply for some new living quarters?”

Mr. Leo backed into one of the closest walls as “Trixie” began to advance.

“I know you’re not Trixie, now I’m going to ask again…who are you?”

Mr. Leo wrapped one tail around one of the chisels that hung low on the wall behind him. As he wrapped his tail around the handle, “Trixie” grabbed the hammer that Mr. Leo had left on the floor and twirled it absent-mindedly in the air as she displayed a wicked grin.

“Well sir, as I told you before, I am Trixie.

Before his eyes, Trixie’s tooth had suddenly sharpened to a point until enlarged to a single, sharp fang.

“YOU’RE NOT TRIXIE!”

Mr. Leo threw his chisel at “Trixie” and watched as it sailed through the air towards “her” face. In an instant, the chisel was engulfed in black magic before it dropped to the ground.

“Now is that anyway to act Mr. Leo? Is that anyway to treat your employees?”

Mr. Leo tried to grab another chisel from the wall but black magic had engulfed his entire body found himself being launched through the air, into an adjacent wall with enough force to cause most of the instruments which hung to fall to the ground.

“It looks like someone needs to be taught a lesson.”

Mr. Leo tried to pick himself off the ground when he discovered that he couldn’t feel anything in his lower body except a chill. He looked down to find his legs replaced with gray marble as the chill moved from his hoofs all the way up to his upper thigh.

“Please, stop it! It hurts Trixie, it hurts!”

Mr. Leo thrashed around on the ground as the marble continued its way up his body. His breathing began to grow shallow as the panic surged through his body, choking his lungs and seizing his heart until the chill finally reached his torso. Mr. Leo screamed louder than he ever had before as he felt the stone rising, turning everything it touched into cold, dead marble. He felt the sensation of every organ in his body petrifying from within as the spell surged through him until all Mr. Leo could feel was the spell working its way up his neck. The last thing he saw before the spell finally took hold was the face of his former employee as she smiled and said…

“No wonder the princess enjoyed doing this so much. It’s actually quite fun once you get the hang of it.”

●●●

“Mr. Leo!” Trixie screamed at the screen in front of her as the petrification spell finished turning her boss to stone.

Trixie rammed the bars in her cage futilely as Discord’s laugh echoed throughout the abyss.

“Did you enjoy my little show my dear? I did it especially for you y’know.”

Trixie continued to ram her cage as tears began to fall down her face.

“This isn’t what I wanted! This isn’t what I wanted! This isn’t what I wanted!”

Trixie may not have liked Mr. Leo, but she never wanted to harm him the Discord had. Nobody deserved it, not even her
worse enemy.

Trixie continued to ram her cage until her vision began to blur and her head began to grow cloudy. Defeated, Trixie fell to the ground and watched the image of Mr. Leo, stone cold and immobile, lying on the ground with the most frightened expression on his face.

Suddenly, Trixie saw Mr. Leo’s body becoming incased in black magic as it was lifted into the air high enough to almost touch the ceiling of the studio.

“What are you doing?” Trixie said urgently.

“Oh me,” Discord said mockingly, “I’m just adding an incentive for you.”

Suddenly, the black magic disappeared and Mr. Leo’s statue began to fall to the earth.

“No please! Don’t let him hit the ground! I’ll do anything!”

Black magic surrounded Mr. Leo’s statue once more seconds before its hoofs touched the ground. As Trixie let out a sigh of relieve, Discord began to chuckle wickedly.

“Now that’s what I’d like to hear from a willing vessel.”

Mr. Leo was unceremoniously dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes as Trixie watched her body walking out of Mr. Leo’s studio.

“Where are we going?” Trixie asked as she saw herself walking down a dirt road.

“Oh nowhere special, we’re just going to take a little trip to see some old friends back home.”