A Dance with the Devil

by Megaskullmon

Rating: teen
Tags: Tragedy, Profanity, Griffons, Discord, Violence, Zebra, Death, Alternate Universe, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Thriller
Length: 4529

A young stallion loses his soul to gain back the mare he loves

The story of a great, young, powerful, and wealthy stallion from Canterlot that goes by the name Clover Song. A story of true love, and the lengths some will go to regain it.

A war breaks out between Equestria and a faction no one knows the name of. A war that separates two lovers via the ultimate barrier, death. Desperate for a second chance Clover finds himself with no one else to turn to but the devil himself. In order to save his lover, he may well fall into the devil's due.

Follow this story of love, friendship, murder, and betrayal. A story of hope but deals do come with a price. Give the devil your hoof and he shall sing you a hopeful tune of death. As well as song and hope for the future,

Published 2021-10-14 03:00:01 UTC
Last updated 2022-10-20 02:56:43 UTC

Introduction: In the pale moonlight

Another year has passed. How… How long have I been in this hell? I glance at the wall seeing that I have been here almost two years. I look up at the moonlight shining into the water of my dish. My red fur all matted, my mane all unkempt I have grown a long beard. A beard to show my disgrace. Oh, will she still wait for me?

“Oh, why has it all come to this?!”

I scream in pain and anguish oh the very soul of my ending disgrace. Why oh why did I get betrayed? Murder death love… is that all there is in my heart?! I hear a soft dark laugh throughout my cell.

“Oh, why did it come to this my little friend? Little pony lost and a soul trapped within walls of death and endless despair. Oh, what shall a little pony do, hmm?”

I look around for the voice of a set of bones long dead come together clattering around. The eyes in my head feel like they’re bugging out at the sight of dancing bleached bones. That have had their time in the sun.

“All you need is a little pony. To deal with evil a soul must be given. A soul that can give you all you need, little pony. All you need is to just give in. You used to be one of the most powerful stallions of Canterlot. But now you’re just a story that is never told. A story told in whispers and threats to join you if those don’t stand in line? Tell me how it started little pony, how did it start?’

A pregnant pause keeps between me and whoever is this in the bones. I stare at the bones feeling my very heartbeat and emp with pain and rot. It’s like an idea that fulfilled an idea that has given me a song.

“How did it start?”

I stood on my cracked hooves not allowing the chains to stop me this time. I turn to stare at the bones writhing as a mouse stuck in a trap, the blood raising through its body to keep it alive. Oh if only that trap is for me. I close my eyes tightly a song filling my heart oh how did it start?

“How did the great empty life start? In the power of the endless waltz. In the endless moonlight, the stars lined up. I was born into a great family. I was born with a spoon in my mouth. The silver spoon of peace and love!!”

The bones laugh while singing along with me.

“A silver spoon you can refuse. You will always be in that stigma. You see within that you can’t give in. You must move, you must dance. You be and you will be the one that gives you endless life. Oh, bring forth the endless life. But tell me the story and tell me the way. Why did you end up here? Oh please tell me about life? Tell me at the end of it all why did you end up in this cell?’

I groan, feeling the song in my heart. The pale moon shines on my body. The red matted fur hat looks like blood. The dried sweat through my mane through my fur. I look at my cutiemark on my side. I can barely see it. Do I even have the magic in my heart any more? An earth pony normally never has this magic. I am a bastard to a family of unicorns that was born in a unicorn family.

“My story is like a story that is never told. That is never lost I shall and always be. The one is known as the endless waltz in misery and gloating. I am known as Clover Song”

The bone laughs, the bones shift and fuse to the body and there he is. Discord the devil or so some say. He has become a friend of one known as Fluttershy. He laughs and chuckles.

“Haha hahaha. Oh, little pony. All you have to do is one thing.”

I glance at him and he offers his claw.

“Give in. Oh give in, I can give you a second chance. I can give you revenge. I can give you a second dance. You can bring back the mare you love. From those that wish to steal her from you. All you need to tell me is how you ended up here. Then all I ask of you is a deal after your story. A deal for your soul!!”

I look at his claw looking back at the wall. Is this my chance on my path to the end?! My path to get out: can I do it well?!

“I just need to tell you my story and then shake?”

Discord nods.

“All you need to do is Dance with the devil.”

I laugh weakly unsure what to think of all this. I look back at the wall seeing the counts feeling the music in my soul.

"The pale moonlight shall be our witness. The moonlight of Luna's moon shall show up the way. Oh, the great devil you only want my soul. I want to get my life back and I shall always become one with you. Even if it means I must give in. I must become one. One with the devil in the moonlight. I shall dance and we shall sing."

Discord laughs a smirk filling his features. Discord and I sing together

"Oh, we both know the end of this tale. We both know the start. You give me. I give you. Your soul I give you my soul. I give you my life. Just in the name of revenge. Oooooh in the name of revenge you shall give me your soul. I shall give it in the name of revenge. I shall see it become one with me. My story. Oh, my story I guess it starts all 20 years ago. "

Discord snaps his claws, the story must go on.

Chapter One: The Silver spoon

The day of my birth what was it like you ask? It was normal every day in Equestria, normal and calm. Of course, my father wasn't calm for him. He was a powerful stallion with money and power. A mare to hold and a mare to love. His business did things that most ponies would frown on. He flourished in selling weapons and magic spells to armies at war. War may be rare in our world.

My father knew full well my mother was pregnant with me. He didn’t care for he was told I would be a mare. A mare to him is worthless to take over for his empire of money and status. Then he was told she went to the hospital and his tune changed. It took one of his servants to get him to change his mind.

“Sir, your wife needs you. A mare giving birth alone might cause more problems for your reputation alone.”

My father's ears perked up when he heard the word reputation.

“What do you mean my reputation will be harmed?”

The servant rolls his eyes.

“I have seen this before when a rich stallion marries and then gets their wife pregnant and then stops caring when the big moment comes. Then the story hits the press and makes them look like a monster and they lose everything.”

My father stood up and allowed all the servants but one a day off. He took a deep breath knowing what he would have to do to get to the hospital he would have to do what a normal peasant would do. Walk the very streets of the city. The magic music would form around him while he sang.

“What is the proof of fathers spawn? What shall I do when it comes down to nature? If the little one is a filly should I give them up for more power?”

The music and story would stop.

______

The jail

“Your father was a bit of a jerk, I am sorry to say.”

I nodded to Discord.

“Yes, he was. May I get back to it?”

Discord nods, snapping his claws to start the story back up again.

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The silver spoon

“The power of the silver spoon. What shall it do, what shall I do if my spawn makes me look bad. Should I give them up and ask for more power from the princess? Maybe I will start a war. Start a war to forgive my heart. For I will never give the love the child needs. I only care about sex power and money.”

My father while he sang wrapped his hooves around a single mare kissing her deeply as she giggled her cheeks turning bright red. He left the mare at the corner as she waves him off.

“Power and mares and money are the only cause. Lose one you gain more, it's the way of life. Love is not in the cards. Love shall never be in the cards. My wife, I may have given her a life and my spawn. But the love between us is our fault. I see nothing but her as a stepping stone.”

Many stare at my father as they sing with him.

“He is a monster!!”:

A mare standing by the group sang.

“He is a saint to the princess. She doesn’t care about his life or job. As long as it pleases her.”

A stallion sang.

My father turns to the group of ponies tossing them bits.

“There is power money. There is a dance to sing.”

The ponies who insulted him just stare at his blood money as my father walks off. They just keep insulting him behind his back.

“They’re jealous of those in power. I am but a count too many in this kingdom. I shall not be weak. I shall not allow my heart to throb within love. I shall gain more power, more life I shall see it I shall dance to it.”

He would finally make it after almost thirty minutes he would ask the nurse the room his wife is in. He went inside and saw his wife. Holding me he stares at the little soul that is me. I don’t know what happened to him then. But I was told by my mother on her deathbed that something changed in him. He lifts me and sings.

“What is this feeling? I see this little soul, this little body, a little worthless body? Why do I feel love in my heart? I am a stallion of power, a stallion of money. But I see this little body. I see this little soul but. But what do I do?!”

My father stares down at me. I open my eyes when I stare at him, his eyes fill with tears. I have a feeling whatever happened to him in life just seeing me made him break. Of course, to be truthful he never changed how he treated others. But after this, he treated me and my mother with more respect then.

“Oh, my wife. I am sorry for how I treated you all these years. Please forgive me oh Butterscotch.”

The tired mare weakly smiles. She sings to him.

“Oh, my husband's habits and nature. I have never hated you or got upset with your life. I understand I am just a stone that you need to keep your power. Our marriage was forced on us it was never our choice. But this little one is our choice, he is our choice to make our lives better.”

After that, my father hired a driver somepony he didn’t even know. He made sure it was a closed-off cart so no one could see him be kind and respectful to me and his wife. After a while, I was carried into the cart and he held me.

“How do I give this one the silver spoon? Should I move him away from this life? Should I force him into this life? Should I give him the soul of a devil? Should I give him the heart of a monster? Should we just give him up and give him to those that will care for him better than we could.”

My mother would join in on the song.

“We are not monsters, we are creatures of habit. We follow our lot in life. We follow our song in life. We are powerful ponies in this world of peace. Harmony is a threat for there must be war my dear husband. For it’s our right to gain the money of hope. To give him the life he deserves.”

It took a while for my father to sing his words. He looks at me then up at his wife who is not only my mother but the one who raised me when he was busy and didn’t have time to come home. He was still a creature of habit though. I am sure I have many siblings in this world. I am sure I will never meet them. For they don’t know the father that he was.

“We shall give him the silver spoon. He shall be my heir to my empire. We shall raise him as a good stallion. He will not fall into our traps. If he falls in love we won’t force him to marry somepony he doesn’t wish to. We will never force him into our traps.”

“We are not monsters, we are just ponies with the silver spoon. It is now time to give him the silver spoon and be there for him when he needs us. For we aren’t monsters, we are those who have been given the big break. It is time for those who come after us to join in the break. Oh, we shall sing for him, we shall dance and we shall never forsake him.”

The song ends going back to the prison.

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The prison

“My father wasn’t a very nice stallion. He tried his best to love me. My foal hood wasn’t the best. I didn't try to overdo it with getting my cutie mark. I did what he wanted. Then I got it just for money.

Discord snorts.

“So mainly you’re saying he used to get what he wanted. But my other question is how did you end up here anyway?”

I chuckle softly

“That would mean going through my teen years and who I met during those years. Those I trusted and those I wished to come.”

I slowly began to sing.

“The moon shines on me tonight. I shall escape with your blessing oh Discord. Please give me your will. As I give you my soul I can’t move on without knowing those that wronged me shall die.”

Discord smirks.

“The time is not here, the pony I need to know more before I give you what you need and then you give me your soul if I like the answer.”

The birth of a foal to a family of power-hungry ponies. Who use their power to gain more power and money. What shall happen next you wonder? Find out next time when we go into the teen years and more shall be known.

Chapter Two: Teen magic

“You still haven’t told me everything pony. I am Discord. I get bored and it gets harder for me to care. I need to understand more about you and why you’re in this cell. I may have changed over the years thanks to a mare named Fluttershy, but I will never understand ponies, including why you’re in a cell like this.”

I laugh weakly nodding he is correct. I haven't fully explained or shown him why I am in this cell. But there are many factors for one's foal hood from being a teen. There are times when love becomes strong and then love is the biggest reason and war.

“I am doing what I can but I can’t always explain what you have seen and you will see more. All I can tell you why I am telling you this it’s the many factors and many ideas which connected to my birth and connected to the richness of the pony kind.”

Discord sighs, shaking his head.

“I get it you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. From what you told me your father didn’t care for your mother and that changed after you were born? I am starting to wonder if this world is ready for Twilight's idea of friendship. It would seem the ponies need to fix their problems first.”

I sigh deeply. I agree with him there is no way ponies like me above will listen to a princess from a backwater town. Ponyville may have its heroes but war is war and you can’t win a war on friendship.

“I don’t wish for most of these wars my family profited off and there is no way Twilight and her friends will be able to use their friendship to take care of every single war. It’s a matter of progress; you can’t stop it no matter how much you want to. I am sure you could by the snap of your claws. Then how would ponies and the ones in the war learn to deal with peace?’

Discord blinks staring at me. I don’t think it occurred to him that you can’t fix everything with magic. He could force the issue but how would we learn? How would we stop another war from happening? You can’t force the world to go. Oh a god no longer wants war? Oh, we are done, let's just hang up our weapons and many other objects of war to please him.

“You raise a good argument now. Explain to me. Why are we now learning about your teenage years? Is there some reason for that?”

I think for a moment I feel the music of the world taking me again—a weak smile forms across my dust-covered fur. I have been here so long I think my fur and body are becoming worse and worse. I don’t know what I will do but it’s something I need to do. The song finally comes out of my heart and mouth.

“This is the start of all the pain and heartache. When I was young, I was a teen stallion looking to do my job in the name of my family. Then I met many who would become my friends and then down the line I met one who won my heart. I made friends with many rich souls and then when push comes to shove love is all that matters in the end. Not money, not the soul but what’s in here..”

I lift my chained hoof to my chest. Discord gags laughing covering his eyes with how stupid I sounded.

“Listen pony I am trying to learn about you again and you keep going with heart love and I don’t understand these things. I barely understand friendship and I am wishing to learn about you. So I can give you a deal.”

I sighed, shaking my head.

“Fine, do what you need to. To see what I went through”

Discord smirks

“Is that too hard?”

I shake my head again. Discord opens a window to the past again. I close my eyes looking at the window to the past.

“It happened thirteen years ago.”

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Thirteen years ago Teen years

My father had many parties and my mother did all she could to help him. She never could keep up with him and he always waited for her. They love each other more than I thought they did and they did so much to be ready for the backstabbing world of the rich ponies. Here though at this party I met four ponies. One who I fell in love with. At the moment I kept to myself even though my father wanted me to mingle.

“Son, you need to make friends in this world of the rich. You can’t just sit here alone, you need to make allies in this world of the rich.”

I roll my eyes

“I get it but I don’t understand why you care so much.”

My father laughs softly

“Son allies in this business world are needed when the world becomes hateful of another group in this land of Equestria. Who knows we could be at war with the dragon's zebras or other countries in our goddess-controlled lands. It’s the way we take control of most things when the time comes.”

I sigh deeply, shaking my head.

“Fine, I will go mingle and see if I can meet some friends.”

It’s the way of our lives to make friends or allies per say. I was told by my father when I was growing up to find one who wishes for war because war is the way to have peace. Even if peace is all we have now. Someday the idea of friendship won’t last forever, the idea of harmony is just a fleeting glance at the real world. While I walk through the party I stop at the food table to get myself something to nibble on.

“The story of Clover Song never showing up at this party is an understatement I see.”

I turn my eyes to the voice. I see a stallion one who would become a good friend and a unicorn. A pure black unicorn with a green mane and tail and his cutie mark always hidden in his clothing. A weak smile forms across my red face.

“You must be Black Storm, the son of one of the most guard weapon makers in the kingdom.”

Black Storm snickers.

“Ah, my name is known. I am nothing like my mother, the great Black Sword creator Black Rose.”

I chuckle weakly. I have been told by my mother never to get close to the weapon creators or their children. They tend to be more criminal than my father. My father is one of the only ones who make money by sending food and water to weaker communities and he does some crooked stuff with the food and water to make sure they cry for more.

“What brings the son of the Broken lands company? I don’t see any lower species.”

I chuckle weakly

“I am just here at the request of my father. He wants me to meet allies and I would say allies for this type of world in my eyes is pointless but it’s better than allowing yourself to get backstabbed by those hungry for power.”

Black Storm smirks

“I am here on my own. My mother is busy with a new weapon. I am not here alone though other sons will wish to talk to you including a lovely mare who has been wishing to meet you.”

I just roll my eyes. Great, another mare wishes to meet me to try to force her way into my life to get my father's money. It’s bound to be something I never thought It would be again. It’s not the first time mares have tried this.

“From the look on your face Clover this is not the first time a mare tried to get into your life is it?”

I chuckle nodding

“No, it’s not the first time. Most of them just want my father's money and his status. I could care less about it. I know full well I will be taking control of everything for my fathers when I get older and he will retire.”

Black Storm sighs

“Yes, the great change in this country doesn't need the young taking over for the young. If only we could keep the old alive longer so we can try to make sure we don’t lose our best ways of keeping war from starting.”

I laugh, yes I agree with him. He and I agreed on many things but of course, life changes ponies. I followed him to the others who were those who had silver spoons in their mouths when they were born. But when I saw the mare I just stood there my mouth agape. The beauty of her gentle orange eyes. She is not even a normal pony, she is a kirin. Why would a species like her who is new to this land be in a place like this?

“Clover, this is FireStorm, the son of the great owner of the coal mines. Next to him is the great son of the ambassador to zebra lands.”

Firestorm bows his fiery head beside him a purple pegasus bows his head I nod to them looking at the mare she has a gentle smile forming on her face. As I just stare at her and the others from the looks on their faces seem to be surprised at my reaction to her.

“This is Miss Gentle Mane, her family is one of the new rich kirin families in this wonderful community.”

That day all I could do was stare and these four became my close friends over the last few years. Then later on and I would become more and they would become more because families live and die.

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Jail

“Come on there has to be more than that in your teen years you just spent these years with these four and that is it?”

I chuckle weakly

“When you’re the son of a rich ass hole you tend not to have many friends and it took a long time for the beautiful Gentle mane to become my mare friend. I wish I had more but when four of us are in the communities of those who wish to cause war and problems.”

Discord sighs, shaking his head.

“You still haven’t told me why you are in this cell and why it seems like you have been here for almost a long time. What are you in for?”

I smirk weakly

“I betrayed the crown. At least that is what I was told.”

Discord stares at me for a second and strokes his beard.

“I see Celestia normally would never do something like this unless she has a good reason to do so. Before I give you this deal, the little pony I need to go back in time a moment to see what is what. Then when I return and if you still want this deal I will do what you want.”

I smirk nodding.

“Thank you…”

The music begins to swell and Discord snaps his claws and the music dies and a scream in the background.

“No need for a song..so none of that.”

Discord stood up and snapped his fingers and his smirks vanished. I close my eyes. What will he find? What will he learn? Will he even tell me? I look down at the bowl again to see the water shining in the night and I wonder what is to happen to me. I will know sooner or later when the time comes for my revenge.