Archangel Of The Rebellion - A New Lunar Republic Fanfiction

"Hi there. You here to honour our lord and saviour?" The unicorn said. He was armoured in primitive tribal dress; a patchwork of leather, scrap metal and heretical charms. Typical garb for a Chaos Dominion priest-in-training, the brown-haired pony thought. She had turned up completely spontaneously at the entrance to the Dominion's base, much to the confusion of the guards based there.

"Yep. That's me, always looked up to that Discord bloke."

"Uh, yeah. Your name?"

"My name? Uhhhh…"

Shit. My name, I need a name, don't I?

"Penny."

"…Penny?"

"Yep."

"Bit of a strange name, don't you think?"

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"Touche. Go on in."

The unicorn cultist's face visibly strained as he used his magic to open the hidden door, which was concealed in the basement of a destroyed house in the middle of the ruins of… wherever it was. The village was ancient, overgrown and forgotten. The perfect place for the Chaos Dominion to make its home.

Penny walked down the gloomy stairwell into the heart of madness. She knew all about the Chaos Dominion and its hierarchy. It was a cult formed around the God of Chaos, and existed only to wreak havoc and destroy society, therefore bringing about eternal anarchy. The top of the metaphorical ladder were the Bishops and High Priests. From there downwards, there were the priests, then the priests-in-training. In structural terms, it is incredibly simplistic, primitive and fragile; the only way order is kept is through their utter devotion to chaos. It was quite ironic.

As Penny wandered purposefully through the makeshift church, heads turned to look at the new arrival, then swiftly turned back again. The most interesting thing about Penny's appearance was how UNinteresting it was, even in a tightly-knit group like the Chaos Dominion, Penny just seemed to look like some distant acquaintance, or something along those lines.

Eventually, she came to a door. There was nothing remotely noteworthy about the door, besides the words scratched into the wood: "The Chamber Of His Disharmoniousness". Noting the multiple spelling mistakes, Penny opened the door and took a peek inside.

Inside the chamber, she saw a strange creature. It was formed of mismatched limbs of different creatures; pony, lion, donkey, dragon, they were all there, fused together in this abomination.

Discord, Chaos Incarnate was bored. She could tell from the almost childlike scowl on his face, glancing down on the Bishops gathered around him. He couldn't quite hear what they were babbling on about, but he was yawning, which was a big clue. Probably something to do with eternal chaos and anarchy in the name of his Disharmoniousness, or something boring like that.

Discord suddenly shouted out loud:" Bored, bored, bored! Are there NO fun ponies in this stupid hole in the ground?!"

"Excuse me, but do I count?" She piped up.

The enraged Bishops got to their feet. "How DARE you interrupt this sacred ritual."

Discord snapped his fingers. The Bishops were instantly incinerated, burning away without a trace or sound. "Well, hello there, little lady."

"Hi!" Penny replied cheerfully.

"What's your name?"

"Penny."

"…Penny?"

"Yep."

"Bit of a strange name, don't you think?"

"Isn't that a good thing?"

"Touche."

"I think I've had this conversation before."

Discord laughed hysterically. "You are quite the interesting little pony, Penny. Much more fun than these pathetic cultists. But they are loyal, I'll give them that, even though I never really asked for a religion dedicated to me."

"Hey, I was just wondering, what are you actually trying to do here, Mr Discord?"

Discord sighed, and slouched down in his stone chair. It didn't make it any more comfortable, so he turned it into a lavish sofa, complete with cushions. He patted the seat next to him, and Penny sat down gratefully. "Ah, now that's a good question. That's something that this lot never did, ask me questions. But anyway, the answer to your question is… I don't know. I've been around for a long time, Penny, a very long time indeed. I've come and gone, a cycle of defeat and eventual rebirth spanning millennia. Someone actually reformed me a few centuries ago, umm… Fluttersomething. Fluttertie? Flutterdie? Ah, Flutterpie, that was it. I like pie, do you like pie, Penny?"

She nodded in the affirmative. A pie popped into existence in her lap.

"Now," Discord continued with a mouth full of fruit and pastry. "Where was I? Oh yes, now I remember. So, since I'm the God of Chaos and all that good stuff, the reforming didn't really last long. By the time I had been imprisoned and freed again, I was back to my old self again, and I was looking to have a bit of fun with my old pal Celestia. However…" Discord trailed off and looked down at his feet with a pained look on his face.

Just when Penny thought he wouldn't continue, Discord started up again. "Do you know what it feels like to be a God, Penny? Well, obviously not. That also means that you don't understand what it feels like to be a WOUNDED God. It sounds impossible. I thought the same thing, but she proved me wrong that day. You see, in my incarceration in my stony prison, I had not been informed on current events. I didn't know how powerful she had become. I hide it normally, but I like you Penny, so I'll show you."

Discord's skin started to flake and peel away, revealing glowing burns and scars and torn flesh. There were even flashes of white in areas where the bone was exposed. There was only one thing that could have possibly caused this type of wound.

Magic. Extremely powerful magic.

"Well, there you go. That's question time over." Discord's skin and hair regrew instantly, hiding, but not healing, the permanent wounds.

"Oh, by the way, tell the idiots outside that I've made you the new Superduke Archking Ultrabishop of Chaos or something. Byeeeee."

Penny blinked, and she was suddenly outside the door.

Penny pondered what she had just learned for a short while, then her painfully average face split into a painfully unaverage smile. Her smile peeled back, revealing a black armoured carapace and mandibles, and glowing blue-green eyes.

"Ssssso, Disssscord is wounded, eh? How interesssssting…"