The lost boy

The break I was taking was rudely interrupted by me. Fuck him for doing his job with excellence and bothering me. What ever. It's time I actually use my trump cards. There is no point in hiding things that can help me get ahead. They are not weapons, but I just didn't want to deal with it.

Taking off my shoes, I activate my first card. This will help in many cases to make me seem stronger or at least it will save me. Before I put them on, I spend a little fear and paint them all black. They may look like high heels but these boots were made from aperture science. Aperture science ---- we do what we must because we can.

They are surprisingly comfortable and have rather good traction. I decide to listen to myself before I use the second card. "The plan worked and they think you're dead, but they are looking for two people. They figure there has to be two criminals since the one was being chased and it would have been impossible for him to get away with her. Plus, they saw him come from the forest so there combing the forest."

. . . Fuck . . .

Time to activate Plan Alpha and safely leave the area. Nah, that would make this too easy. There is a plan and I'm not bullshiting my way through this no matter what the others say. Focus. So they're combing the forest and it's most likely heavily guarded, so I may have a problem. While I run around putting everything back into my suitcase, I think of how I could soon get it back into my favor.

When I look at it, I only have one option really. But instead I pull out my second card and send him to work. Once Twice was done taking my measurements and the prisoners measurements he got to his work making our doubles. That personality thing he has is so annoying. I'm going to have to ignore him mostly to keep my sanity.

The fakes will be left behind while I run away heroically into the sunset. Stuffing them into the suitcase I realized how fun stuffing stuff in a suitcase really is. I now have everything and everyone stuffed in my suitcase except the bed. Honestly, I'm not risking messing up my second chance so I just hide the bed. With all of that done I walk out of the cave.

. . . What the fuck is that thing! It looks like Frankenstein's monster made with any animal within reach. But taking another look at him a second time he seems pissed.

"WHERE IS FLUTTERSHY!!

Once the ringing in my ears recede a bit I realize that this is a dangerous situation. So naturally I fuck around with him. Walking back in my cave I picked up the cloned Fluttershy and walk back.

"Here. Why do you ask friend?" Instead of replying he snapped his fingers and she was there. Looking down there was only my hands cradling the ghost of what I had grown very found of. Looking back up his anger seemed to be kind of water downed but I bet that yell got others attention. This will be a problem, so I have to leave rather soon as in now.

"What did you do to her." He asked in a growl. The distraction has worn off. Shit. This must be the keeper of chaos or everyone here is hideous and powerful and I will regret coming here. Well at least I found one of the keepers and pissed him off. That's a start anyway. I reply to him with what I did to her. Nothing. Just me starring at him, then nodding.

That wasn't the right answer apparently because he began to grow even more furious then before. He started to float in the air and move like a snake which confirmed that he isn't an orders keeper. Shame we could have gotten along rather well. Chaos and fear go hand in hand rather well since one comes with the other most of the time.

Before he could ask the question again I cut him off with an important question. "Why aren't you using your wings? Hell if you can float around why have wings at all?" When I asked this he seemed to get madder but more importantly he let his guard down a little. While I was talking to him he was ready to pounce at any moment. Normally I would have fucked around with him like I do with everyone else, but he's different. He would be way stronger if we fought face to face. That's the difference between him and me. He works best in the open while I work in the dark.

"sigh demanding answers when you haven't even asked my name yet. That's just bad manners sir. Can we at least share names before the interrogation?" Trying to put as much snooty and stuffynes into my voice seemed to got my desired effect. Though angry, he knew that this was what was socially acceptable. Seems even he follows the social rules somewhat. That was rather disappointing. I was hoping we had the same mindset. But if he didn't care what people thought he would have killed me without reason. Hell at this rate I think I would be a better Keeper of Chaos, but I shall remain an agent of chaos instead.

"Discord. You?"
"Mr. Fear at your service and before you ask again she's just asleep. There is only one thing I did to her."

Which is technically true since this is a clone. But that won't stop me from gleanng into what he fears. While we are having this conversation others may be coming. The moment I said that he looked at the girl with a concerned glance.

Time is running out so I better start running. My ring wasn't able to get that much off of him except alarm. The creature seems be close to her but that information will have to be saved for later date. My distraction won't last long since my mask only added a little extra paranoia and fear of what I did, so I started to run. Hearing snapping of some branches assured me that I left just in time avoiding the guards completely.

But that leaves me with a huge problem. Where now? My forest is now compromised and Appaloosa will make me a sitting duck. Just to add salt to the wound, I'm in the middle of the forest filled with guards. For now I just need to run.