Hate and Fear in alliance oh dear!

Chara and Alex were in a cave near the top of a large mountain, giving them a decent view for miles around them. It would be hard to sneak up on them because Alex had cut the trees down around the base in order to make the cave bigger and go down into the mountain, wooden supports keeping it from collapsing.

When he came back up, he found Chara writing letters and stamping them with a seal the two had stolen from Celestia. As she finished, she turned to her sibling. “Sibling dear, can you use your little hatelings to deliver these?” she asked as she stood up stretching.

Alex nodded and several blobs of black went down his body, forming birds, crows, at his feet. The crows each took a letter and flew off to find the most important person they could to give it to. Well, important in terms of anyone who gave a shit anyway.

When the birds made it to their recipients over the next few days all chaos broke out. Plans were made, alliances kept and broken, and all around anarchy and madness encompassed the nations surrounding Equestria.

And of course, all this chaotic energy had to go somewhere. Can you guess where? I’ll give you five seconds… really? You didn’t think of anything? Wow you must suck at remembering MLP.

It all went to a certain statue in Celestia's garden. You STILL don’t get it? Come on, reader! It all went into a certain spirit. There we go, the cogs are turning in your dusty old mind. All that chaotic energy went to the one and only spirit of Chaos-wait, how did I lose you? I just straight up said who it was! Idiots.

Discord. All the energy went into Discord. The sudden influx of pure unadultered Chaos shattered his prison like fine china falling from the empire state building, being scooped up, and then tossed over the edge again.

And with that Celestias day just got a whole lot worse…

BACK WITH THE HATE AND FEAR

Chara looked up into the sky. “Huh… somehow I feel as if the universe has messed with thousands of scrubs,” She said before shrugging. Didn’t really matter to her anyway. Or to the writers. Yes, feed us with your petty flaming.

Alex looked neutral as they absorbed their hatelings. “Caribou?” The hateling suggested, black blade forming on his fingers.

The little fearling of determination beamed at this. “Yes, let’s go pay them a… I wanna say beating, so let’s say beatings,” The fearling said with a wicked grin. And with that the Hateling shifted into a large crow, picking Betty up and flying off.

Two hours later…

Chara and Alex stood on the very edge of Caribou territory. They could have simply charged in and started killing, but that had one major problem. People could get away. The two decided to remedy this rather simply.

Joining hands, they called on their purest forms of fear and hate. From them, multicolored flames, pink red and black, shot out and quickly spread. These flames did not spread right into the Caribou land, but instead all across it’s borders.

Once the flames touched on the other end of the border, they shot up and formed a large dome many miles above the land. This did two things. One was trap all the Caribou in their lands. And two… make it dark as a lightless night.

This wasn’t a problem at all… for the Hate and Fearling. There was barely any light at all in the Caribou lands, now shrouded in darkness with only torches and magical lamps providing any lights for the inhabitants.

And with that… the slaughter began. The two charged into Caribou lands. One town was destroyed by Fear consumption, another blasted with red energy. A third was killed by yellow blasts and a fourth cut down with a scythe.

A fifth was killed by a giant orange fist, the six a giant dark blue ballet shoe. The seventh was ripped apart by light blue strings, the eight imploded with the same word being shot into the center.

This left one city left standing, the capital. The two slowly approached it. The king of the Caribou, having seen the explosions, decided a frontal assault would be down right dumb. Instead, he snuck around behind the two and blasted Chara with one of the beams.

She screamed out as she felt the beam trying to change her mind, to make her succumb to it’s effects. She had two choices here. Save her body, or her mind. Naturally… she chose the later and her form was changed into that of a very… developed seventeen year old.

When she turned with pure murder in her eyes, all she saw was bits of gore and a finger with Alex standing in it. “Dammit! He died too quick for my tastes,” Chara said in a new, sexier voice.

Snapping her fingers, thousands upon hundreds of barbed SOUL spears formed connected to her by little pink strands.

The inhabitants were shown negative one hundred percent mercy, meaning they all died very slowly, painfully, and in the most torturous way mentally possible. Alex relished in the sadistic actions, absorbing all of the Hate generated towards them as Chara did the same with the fear.

Only one in torturous pain survived out of sheer dumb luck, hiding in pain in the basement of his house. The two noticed him due to the fear and hate he extruded… but allowed him to live to send a message to all.

One week later…

Chara and Alex were in their cave, simply waiting. Suddenly, they felt spikes of fear and hate and laughed, enjoying the misery that the beings all around the world felt as they heard of the two. However, not everyone felt fear or hate.

Some saw an opportunity in the two creatures. Some were dumb enough that they thought that they could perhaps be… controlled. Directed. Manipulated. Those poor little idiots… don’t weep for the stupid however. You’ll never stop crying.

Because these idiots were the worst of the worst where they were from, the big bads, the people used to getting their way or killing everyone in it… and they had no idea what they were getting into, not really. They were underestimating the two even after all they had done so far in this world.

This would be their downfall. This would be the thing that ends them all. This would be… well… let’s just say that… they are doomed.