A Life of Chaos
Prologue
Written by Seven81493
Edited by Miss Dark Angel
“I would give my life for you.”
That’s what I had told her that night. That fateful night when she had said yes. The words that shocked the world, as I liked to call it. Nopony had seen it coming four years ago. I had been defeated, turned back to stone, and it was going to stay that way. At least, that had been the plan. Obviously, though, that hadn’t panned out very well, seeing as how I’m talking to you right now. But I digress.
She had visited me after a week had passed. The first pony to do so, as a matter of fact. That she had done so didn’t mean much to me, though. I had expected her to brag about her victory, to rub it in my face, and spout off about how much the magic of friendship could accomplish. And if she had done that, then she would have been right. I had messed up, and I deserved any bragging or gloating that came my way.
But she hadn’t. Instead, she had said she was sorry. Of course, I was doubtful to believe the pony who had re-imprisoned me to begin with. She had turned grey, and that should have been the end. Yet it wasn’t. She had shown the perseverance of a true hero and thwarted my plans entirely. But once again, I’m veering off course. Ahem, yes, as I was saying, I was reluctant to believe her. Then, however, she had done something that shocked me.
She had freed my eyes, removed the stone sealing them away. I had finally been able to see again, and it was all thanks to that little lavender unicorn who I love with all my heart. Still, I hadn’t been inclined to listen to her. She understood that, and she left shortly after freeing my eyes in order to give me some time to think. Not that I was hard-pressed to find time for that in the first place, though. A few days followed afterwards with no activity whatsoever. That is, until Celestia had to break up TWO fights to keep me from being freed.
And after stopping me from being freed? She poked me in the eyes! But you know what? I respect her for doing it, because I would’ve done the same thing. Maybe I rubbed off on her a little from all those years ago. She had informed me of Twilight Sparkle’s depression, and I began to feel bad. And then Rarity came the next morning. She had said much of the same thing, and that was the final straw.
I was going to say sorry to Twilight and her friends, and I was going to mean it. However, there had been the problem of finding a way out of that accursed stone prison. It was going to be difficult, painful, and would drain most of my magic, but I was going to do it. That is, until Heckle and Jeckle had come along and fought right next to me, freeing me within seconds. The air had been quite refreshing since, you know, you can’t breathe when your mouth is covered in stone.
But anyways. After I was free, I began thinking of creative ways to show my sorrow for what had happened. So? I sang, just as I had all those years ago, when Celestia and her brat of a sister had caught me with my back turned. If only they had known the truth; that their parents had lied about me, that I hadn’t become evil until they had accused me of being so, and Celestia had turned her back on me. It was her betrayal that had made me what I had been for so long.
I’ve long since forgiven her, though. She hadn’t known better. We were all so much younger back then, so much more naive. It was a better time, that’s for sure. But would I trade what I have now to go back to that time? No chance in Tartarus. But once again, I digress. After I has finished singing, I had gone to Twilight’s home to apologize to everypony in the flesh. For the most part, they had accepted my apology, and it had made me happy.
That whole day was arduous. From being tortured by Rarity to going on a pretend date with Twilight and ruining it, it had been a very eventful day, to say the least. It had been one of those days that felt more like a week. In any case, that night, she had come into my room, claiming that a nightmare had kept her up. She said that in the nightmare, I had left her, and it scared her.
Back then, I was confused as to why she cared for me so much after just one day of getting to know each other, but I understand now. She had felt bad for me. It was more sympathy than her having feelings for me. She had had some feelings, sure, but she knew that if I had taken the course of action that I did in her nightmare, I would have gone right back in that prison. That’s what had made her so sad, but that wasn’t the strangest part of the night.
Right before she had fallen asleep, she had leaned up and given me a peck on the cheek. And strangely, it had meant a lot to me. It still does, as a matter of fact. Then, the next day, she had asked if she could sleep in my bedroom from then on. I had said yes, after she had explained why, which was her having recurring nightmares. That night, she had opened up to me, and called herself silly afterwards. But I shut her up quickly with a kiss of my own.
Mine had been more passionate, though, and we had both gone to sleep, quite content with how things had gone over the past week.
Cut to one year ago today. I had asked her to marry me. Well, I tried to, but she had cut me off before I even finished. Truly a chaotic way of saying ‘yes,’ if I do say so myself. We had spent the entire week celebrating, and the entire year planning. This brings me to this exact moment. Now, I need to go, because there’s something important I need to say. Besides, I doubt you want to hear any more of my rambling anyways. Now, onto the words I need to say:
“I do.”
Author's Note
Yes, Discord was breaking the 4th wall for all but the last line of the chapter. Now, as this will be a multi-chapter story, I need you guys and gals to give me as much advice as you can. And in case you somehow don't get the ending of the chapter, he just said "I do" at the wedding, and he and Twilight are officially married.
Now, two things. First, I'd like to thank my wonderful editor, and my bestest friend, Missy, for supporting this series the entire way through. Without her convincing me to rewrite the first story, you wouldn't even be reading this. So be sure to thank her in the comments section.
Now, second, and this one is important, so pay attention. DON'T. SKIM. Okay, I'm currently working on a total of five stories. That's right. FIVE. Most people would go insane, but I have a schedule I'm going to follow. An order for which stories I'll update, if you will. So if the updates for this story come slowly, bear with me. There may be points where you have to wait a month for a new chapter, but I doubt it. Expect the longest waits between chapters to be about two weeks.
So yeah, thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoyed the prologue of A Life of Chaos!
A Life of Chaos
Chapter 1
Written by Seven81493
Edited by Miss Dark Angel
Everypony was partying, having a great time. But not Discord. Wedding parties had been a drag since they were first introduced, and it sickened him.
“Honey, are you okay?”
Looking to his right, Discord saw his gorgeous wife looking up at him, and he smiled at her. “I’m fine, Twilight. You go enjoy the party.”
“Well, I would, but Rainbow Dash sort of took the spotlight away from me.”
“Heh, that certainly sounds like her. But I can’t blame her, either. This party is so drab and lifeless.”
“It isn’t that bad.”
“Twilight, once Rarity seized control of planning the party from Pinkie, everything went down the tube. I mean, come on, look at this!”
To emphasize his point, Discord pointed out towards the festivities. Twilight followed where he was pointing. “Discord, all I see is a party. Besides, Pinkie seems to be having fun!”
“That’s because she lives in a world of her own! Look at all this boring stuff! We didn’t even get a DJ! All we got was some stupid orchestra, and while Ms. Octavia is very nice, it’s still not all that fun.”
“Do you have a problem with Rarity or something?” Twilight asked jokingly.
“You know that I adore her, Twilight. It’s simply too boring here. Now you go and have fun.”
“I would, but seeing you so sad takes it out of me. I love you so much, you know.”
“Then can I liven up the party a bit?”
“How so, honey?” Twilight asked with a raised eyebrow in suspicion. She had never seen him this bored since they had gotten together, but that didn’t mean he could start causing chaos again.
“Well, I could show off my lovely singing voice, for one.”
Twilight smirked. She hadn’t heard him sing since that fateful day four years ago, and she was eager to hear him sing yet again. “Go ahead, Discord. Who knows, it might be really fun!”
Grinning at his wife, Discord flicked his talons and appeared on the stage, where Octavia and her orchestra were currently playing. Summoning a microphone into existence, he began overriding the orchestra’s music with his own instrumental.
Listen Here
“Hey, everypony! Glad to see you enjoying yourselves, but if you don’t mind, I’d like to sing a song for my lovely bride.”
There seemed to be murmurs of approval throughout the crowd. Looking Twilight’s direction, he could see her blushing, a smile on her face.
“Anyways, this song is about Twilight during the events of my first release over four years ago.”
Once the song had already begun, Discord decided to improvise, bringing forth a bellowing laugh. It seemed to have the effect he wanted, and the ponies in the crowd shrank back at the familiar laugh. So he did it again a few moments later, but this time, the crowd seemed to get into it, and began stamping to the beat of the music. Even Twilight began dancing her awkward dance. Discord himself had been embarrassed to be seen with her when he first saw her do it.
After a few more seconds, the song entered its main beat, and Discord decided to have a little fun. Just a simple illusion to make it seem like his voice was repeating the same part of his name over and over. Nothing too special, but the crowd of ponies before him seemed to enjoy it. Heck, he even saw Octavia clap her hooves together out of the corner of his eye. She had just as quickly stopped and began blushing, though, when her orchestral friends glared at her.
But now, it was time to sing his song. And he was going to have fun doing it.
I’m not a fan of puppeteers, but I’ve a nagging fear someone else is pulling at the strings,
Something terrible going down through the entire town, wreaking anarchy and all it brings.
I can’t sit idly, no, I can’t move at all,
I curse the name, the one behind it all...
Discord, I’m howlin’ at the moon, and sleeping in the middle of a summer afternoon!
Discord, whatever did we do, to make you take our world away?!
Oddly, Twilight seemed to be cheering for her new husband’s song the most. He thought she may have been saddened by him bringing up such memories, but hey, he was praising her in a song.
I’m fine with changing status quo, but not in letting go. Now the world is being torn apart,
A terrible catastrophe played by your symphony, what a terrifying work of art!
He made sure to point at Octavia’s fellow orchestra members during the last line of that verse, making her giggle, and causing everypony else’s faces to go red.
I can’t sit idly, no I can’t move at all,
I curse the name, the one behind it all...
At the last second, Discord decided to change the beat of his song to allow for a longer chorus. After all, he wanted everypony to hear as much of his voice as they possibly could. He was the center of attention, after all.
Discord, I’m howlin’ at the moon, and sleeping in the middle of a summer afternoon!
Discord, whatever did we do, to make you take our world away?!
Discord, are we your prey alone? Or are we just a stepping stone for taking back the throne?
Discord, we won’t take it anymore, so take your tyranny away!
As the chorus finished, Discord snapped his talons and appeared beside his wife. Grabbing her by the hoof, he teleported the two of them back to the stage, where he urged her to do her ridiculous dance, much to her chagrin. Though she was married to the god of chaos, after all, so why not have some fun?
As Twilight began her dance, Discord fell on his back, laughing at the sight of it. He snapped his talon while wiping away tears of laughter with his paw. The music suddenly changed to that of carnival fare, and Twilight blushed immensely. Showing her frustration at her newlywed, she tackled him to the ground, causing the both of them to erupt into giggles. But he had a song to finish. So, with Twilight still on top of him, he brought the microphone to his face and began singing, looking ridiculous while doing so.
Discord, I’m howlin’ at the moon, and sleeping in the middle of a summer afternoon!
Discord, whatever did we do, to make you take our world away?!
Discord, are we your prey alone? Or are we just a stepping stone for taking back the throne?
Discord, we won’t take it anymore, so take your tyranny away!
As the music began fading away, Discord gave Twilight a kiss before lifting himself up. Twilight got back up, as well, along with him.
“Thank you for letting me do that, Twilight. It certainly livened things up around here.”
Twilight simply giggled and hugged Discord around the waist. After a second, though, Twilight was forced to let go by a clearing of somepony’s throat.
“Terribly sorry. I’m not interrupting anything, am I?”
Twilight and Discord turned around to see a familiar, bow-tie wearing pony looking at them.
“Hello, Octavia,” Discord greeted her. “How are you this fine evening?”
“I’m doing wonderful, my dear friend. I have to say, I enjoyed your little song,” she said, glancing over her shoulder at the other orchestra members. They were still fuming, and were beginning to pack up and leave. They found themselves halted, however, by Discord, who had teleported in front of them.
“Leaving so soon? Come now, I’m certain you can play while Ms. Octavia and I chat.”
“But we can’t play without our cellist!” one of the mares exclaimed.
“Oh, is that all?” Discord said whilst snapping his talons, causing a floating cello to appear. “There you go!”
Begrudgingly, the orchestra members sat down and began to play once again, the same tune they had been playing before that monster had so rudely taken the stage away from them.
As Discord reached Octavia and his wife once again, he let the performer know she was free for the evening. Being grateful, she said she wanted to show him something, but he had to close his eyes. Having no problems with the request, he did so instantly, and Octavia grabbed his paw and led him into the crowd, with Twilight following close behind.
“I find it funny that you act so childish around me and my wife, Octavia.”
“What can I say? Perhaps you bring out the fun side of me.”
“Don’t you have somepony who ca—”
Discord’s question was cut off by Octavia exclaiming, “Okay, you can open them now!”
As his eyes opened, he took notice of a white unicorn mare with a funky blue mane, looking up at him.
“Discord,” Octavia began, “this is my marefriend, Vinyl Scratch.”
Author's Note
That is all. Oh, and I used the original version of Discord because I personally like it more. Plus, The Living Tombstone sucks to me. And if you disagree, that's okay too. To each his own.
