What makes us?

The trees surrounding the Cantorlot Garden were lofting back and forth in the breeze. Birds in their nests sang wondrous songs that echoed through the morning. A glow began to slowly coat the world in it's orange glory as Celestia's sun rose up from the horizon as the moon descended.

Ponies began to rise from their beds and prepare to face the day as any other. The few ponies who were already awake at this time in the morning were either the Lunar or Solar guard switching shifts or graveyard shift workers that had taken it upon themselves with a little incentive of bits to clean the changeling cocoons and even a few of the unlucky changelings who were inside when Princess Cadence and Shining Armour had created the force field. Since then the entire city and even Equestria has come to a peace it has not seen since before Nightmare Moon had risen. During the short month that had passed since the invasion; not one monster has rampaged; not one demon from the depths of Tartarus itself has awakened, and not a single drop of chocolate rain.

Oh why must it be soooooo boring!

In the center of the Cantorlot garden stood a large statue of the draconequus, Discord, master of chaos and spirit of disharmony.

I wish at least somepony would create some sort of chaos. I mean come on an entire month with nothing happening?!?!? I thought to myself as I stood on my grand marble pedestal with that incredibly stupid look permanently plastered on my face.

Maybe I could make a deal with Celestia, she could free me for a day so something interesting will happen and in return I get to go free. It's the perfect deal, win win. I mentally slammed my fist into my paw and smile to myself.

Since my re-imprisonment I have been collecting any morsel of chaos I could find, small chaos, medium chaos and big chaos I collected them all and shoved them into my stockpile in order to escape much faster then waiting a few millennium for the chaos to naturally collect. My reservoir was quite large due to the changeling invasion but with all this peace and *gasp* order my fund of power has slowly been decreasing and with the rate it's going I won't be escaping yet for another century at least. I check my reservoir once more, only to find it much lower then I'd like.

This is probably karma or whatever it's called for causing all that chaos isn't it? I ask myself.

Everyday I watched the ponies go about their business, their happy faces as they played and did what they enjoyed.

By my own beard! How do these ponies stand it? All this order and everything being where it belongs? Back when I ruled, I mashed both time and space into a ball of wibbly wobbly timey whimey stuff! Now that was fun! My second rule lasted a day or a week depending if the ponies counted all the times I raised and lowered the sun and moon. When I make my third comeback I'll show these ponies *real** fun!* My laugh echoed through the darkness of my mind.

I wait a few more moments hoping that something would explode or a random monster would fly out of a random bush and threaten a pony for bits but nothing happened.

Come on somepony do something interesting! Luna forget to lower the moon or Celestia raise Luna's moon and tell everypony that she is Nightmare moon and you need to send her to the moon again! Do something chaotic!

I tapped my mental foot against the nothing of the conscious sending tapping noises outward into the void. I watched as the solar guards over took the lunar guards former positions and patrols never deviating from their route in the slightest. I once thought I saw once not following their route but it turned out to be a statue thief. I give a hardy baritone chuckle as I remembered the thief trying to lift me off my pedestal only to burst a blood vessel and fall unconscious.

A few of the late night workers pass by my statue, each one of them dragging themselves home. The group of ponies stops and stares at me then all begin to break out into laughter. Their laughing fit continued until they were finally out of view.

I knew I should have done the 'Like a Boss' pose rather then the screaming in terror one...

During the time of me collecting chaos, I had restricted my usage of magic and anything requiring to much energy but with the rate of how my reservoir is being drained it would make little difference. I begin to pull a large amount of my energy from my reservoir, my skin crawled as the magic flowed through my body to my hands. I hold my paws a distance apart and begin to focus on a ball of chaos being in between  my paws. I feel the magic leave my hands slowly slithering into the form I desired. As the ball formed my mind wandered to when I was still flesh and blood rather then a over sized paper weight.

Ah, how I wish I could have play with those ponies for a little while longer. I thought as I reflected on joyous memories of flipping the Elements of Harmony's personalities.

The faces of the ponies as they turned against one another warmed my stone core. I remember each personality distinctly because it was truly one of my greatest masterpieces. I had made Applejack the element of Honesty into a chronic liar and a bad one at that. I turned the party loving Pinkie Pie, element of Laughter, into ball of anger. Rarity the most generous pony in all the land became a greed rock obsessed psyco. The shy and kind Fluttershy became a cruel and sadistic bully. Rainbow Dash the fastest flier in Equestria and element of Loyalty was easily turned into a backstabbing traitor. And Finally Twilight Sparkle, element of Magic and protégé of Celestia, I saved for last. I took her friends and turned them against her then broke her spirit and turn her into who she really is, a lonely little pony with no friends.

It would have worked, my grandest art was almost complete. So close to another world of perfect chaos where rules were optional but Celestia had different opinions. She destroyed my artwork by making them remember their 'friendship' and 'happy times' they had.

I would have showed them the truth of friendship and how to make the happiest of times with chaos rather then these dull gray days they now have.

The chaos had finally finished in it's form. The sphere was a greyish purple that reflected light that did not exist. The surface was wavered in and out like a ever churning ocean. I reached forward and grabbed it, feeling a chill run through my body.

Ah pure chaos magic, tis nothing like it. I give one of my signature smiles.

I began to play with the ball of energy. Making it shift into different forms and masses that I wanted. One moment it's a cube with a lovely heart design on it being lifted easily with one finger. The next it's a pyramid heavy as Celestia after eating cake. Not that weight really matter in a realm with no gravity, oxygen, life and fun. I begin to toss the mass in the air trying to shift it's form before it can fall back into my paws. Soon the tossing got boring, in your consciousness it gets incredibly boring. I turn the from into a large spike, perfectly smooth with a tip that can draw blood with the lightest touch. I raise the spike high in the air until I finally drop it.

I put my hands out and prepare to catch the speeding projectile, Extreme game of catch.

I smile, as the dart breaks the speed barrier which is relative to what I want it to be. I watch the gray rainbow follow the spike. I tense my muscles preparing to close my hands and perform such an amazing and spectacular catch. I clap my hands together in order to stop the spike only to realize it had already passed me by. I stare down seeing the bolt travel faster and faster until suddenly. *CRASH!*

Wait, what did it crash into? I didn't make a surface down there for it to collide with..

Begin to float down, a subtle breeze blew my hair back slightly, Where is this breeze coming from?

As I approach the spike signs of order and things of the outside world become more and more evident. The breeze became stronger, birds singing sounded more real then when I listened to them via magic and I could smell the flowers, roses, tulips, daisies, and even a little flower I created during my short time I was back in flesh that I called 'Todaisies' which were a combination of tulips, daisies and poison joke. I could almost taste the fresh air as it came to me. As I drew closer to the spike all these scents, sounds and tastes grew stronger.

Slowly I descended to dart of chaos that I had created. The needle stopped around two thirds of it's length, just suddenly cutting off. I float below the dart and see nothing that could have stopped it. The bolt had stopped in mid air in a void of my mind. I level myself to the bolt and begin to examine it. The needle itself retained it's original form and continue to shift slightly. I crouch down and stare at the area where the needle stops. Small white cracks had formed around the base of the chaos spike.

Could it be?

I use my magic and observe my statue from the outside world. I scan my entire body looking for anything unusual. I closely inspect every inch of the statue until I find what I was looking for.  A small spike was peeking out of my open mouth. It was the same purple color and matched the other end of needle. I look closer and see white crack lines also formed around it. A smile bigger then anything I have had in years crosses my face.

Yes, yes ,yes and yes! I guess the elements don't have as much of a kick as last time they did. With this I can escape and bring such a wondrous and chaotic era to Equestria to these little ponies.

I grab hold of the spike. It sends yet another chill down my back which is stopped by the warmth of the outside world radiating out from base. I begin to push, throwing all my strength into driving the spike deeper and deeper into the invisible wall that divided Equestria and a age of chaos. With each push the cracks near the base grew larger spreading further out showing the true confines of what I thought was a endless void. The smells and sounds increased along with the cracks. The bird songs became clearer the smells sharper.

I took one final push down driving the entire spike through the wall. The invisible boundaries that had made up my prison began to fall apart like a mirror being shattered. Small bits of walls fell to the ground revealing more and more white. I begin to laugh as the world I had know for so long came crashing down at my feet. The final piece dispersed and the light grew brighter. Soon the light blinded me and all my senses. I could smell nothing, hear nothing, feel nothing and especially see nothing. My mind started to blur until all I could think of was the light. I soon lost consciousness.

How funny I lose consciousness after escaping from it... I thought to myself before I drifted off once more.

"Wake up Discord and face us." A feminine voice called out.

Who is that? I slowly returned from my sleep.

I began to slowly open my eyes, bright orange light seemed to coat everything in front of me. I push my self off the ground and sit with my legs crossed. Everything was blurred allowing me only to see vague shapes of large white towers rising high above me. I begin to rub my eyes trying to get rid of the blur. I blink a few times slowly making everything clearer. In front of me was indeed a large structure with pillars of what looked like marble rising high above the clouds. I look forward to see the voice who had awoken me.

In front of me were several ponies, the two in front were a dark blue and majestic white. One had a picture of a sun on her flank and the other a moon. Each one of them stood with an almost regal aura making me almost want to bow. I could feel the intense energy emanating from the two alicorns. The other ponies that stood a little ways behind them consisted of a purple unicorn, a white unicorn with a purple mane, A yellow pegasus that was cowering behind the others, a pink earth pony ready to burst, a blue pegasus with a rainbow mane and a orange earth pony with a rather nice hat. Their faces were vaguely familiar but it was on the edge of my mind like trying to remember a dream.

"Discord, how did you escape again?" The white alicorn spoke in a firm voice.

I look at her confused, "Who's Discord? Am I Discord?"

"Stop playing thy games, tell us how you escaped once more from your stone prison." Ordered the blue one.

"Who is Discord? Who are you? More importantly who am I?"