Unforeseen Consequences - Chapter 4


                                            >I stood there, looking at that pony with the biggest dumb-founded face you could ever imagine. Why wouldn’t I though? What that guy said was just… too much.

                                            >At some point, I just had to snap outta that. Like, seriously! Now I needed more answers than ever. Not really ‘cause I was that interested… I had a very bad feeling about Res and myself.

                                            “Whoa, Whoa, Whoa! Slow down there, dude! What the heck do you mean by magic?!”

                                            > The old coot let out a chuckle and walked past me, down through where that cage came from “Ah! So you’re curious? That’s good, really good! But… what do you say if we move on? There’s much to do and so little time! So follow me, Ms. Draconequus!”

                                            “What do you think I’ve been doing all this time, you big dumb oaf!”

                                            >I muttered that under my teeth. Didn’t want to mess this chance up and get locked for good or worse, getting another round of shocks before getting locked up for good.

                                            >So I followed the guy through even more sterile hallways, offices and mini-labs. It wasn’t too bad this time though. I mean, there weren’t any creepy cages and that guy actually talked!

                                            >Yeah! That’s what I call progress… too bad everything the old coot said was complete garbage! “I realize that I have been awfully quiet this whole time, Ms. Draconequus. I can assure you that there is nothing for you to fear.”

                                            >I really, REALLY wanted to smack that guy’s head, but… I had to be chill. So I kept myself from physically hurting him or even saying a thing for some time.


                                            >Well, it was more like five minutes, really. You see, at some point, the old coot and I took some weird mini elevator that lead to another lobby-thingy.

                                            >This one didn’t have any receptionist, but it sure had a buncha ponies checking these weird looking machines. Oh, and guess what was at the other side of this place?! Another giant vault door! Of course!

                                            >Well, while the guy was looking for whatever he was gonna use to open it, I thought that was a good time to continue with our conversation.

                                            “So! Are you telling me that I ain’t gonna get sliced up and brainwashed the moment you open up that door?”

                                            >“Goodness, no! I’m afraid you have the wrong idea about us. You see, despite its flaws, the goal of this company is to make the world a better place.”

                                            “Oh, really?! That doesn’t sound like evil PR talk! No, sir! Not at all!”

                                            >“I realize how hard it must be for someone like you to believe my words, but… why don’t you see it for yourself, Ms. Draconequus? Welcome to the Social Safety Inc. Test Labs!”

                                            >The old coot sliced his card through some scanner and the vault door started to slowly open while an alarm ringed. Yeah, everything should be A-OK from now, right?

                                            >Well, not really. You see, maybe I should’ve seen this one coming after the whole cage thing, but… yeah, I really should’ve seen this one coming.


                                            “Dude, what the heck is your problem?”

                                            >I don’t even know where to even start explaining other than, I now got why this place was called the test labs.

                                            >“Come on, Ms. Draconequus!” The old coot said as he walked past me “There’s so much I want to tell you!”

                                            >It was a giant maze of lots and lots of rooms made outta transparent plastic. Now I was really glad that the old guy was here, ‘cause I’d have lost my frickin’ mind if I had gotten lost here.

                                            >Like, every single one of these rooms had something creepy going on. Some had young dragons chained to the metallic floor. All of them trying to… roar? Breathe very hard? What the heck were they doing?

                                            >“Our problem, Ms. Draconequus… can I call you Eris? I don’t want to sound rude, but all this formality is starting to get tiring.”

                                            “Oh! So you do know my name!”

                                            >At some point, I saw some stuff that I only knew it existed ‘cause the dork told me about them a couple times. Manticores, chimeras, sea-dragons. Heck, they even had a three headed giant dog in them.

                                            >“Of course I know! We realized an extensive check on your background… as well as on the little Resonance.”

                                            >I immediately lost all sense of chillness. That guy mentioned my dork?! I was gonna push his frickin’ teeth in!

                                            “Don’t you dare to mention my AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!”

                                            >I don’t really need to say that was a bad call. The moment I touched his stupid lab coat, it was also the moment where I got a bigger, much more painful electric shock.

                                            >“Ah, Ah! You don’t want to lose your composure, Ms. Eris!” The old coot grinned as he walked to a nearby sealed door “And I’m not just saying that because of the painful consequences of it. It would be truly a shame if I had to send you to reprograming before I can show you the best part of my presentation!”

                                            >As I struggled to get up and compose myself, the old coot used his card to open the sealed door… and let me tell you, things just got weirder from there.

                                            “A’ight, it’s official! This is the worst place in the world!”

                                            >… … …

                                            >… …

                                            >…


                                            >“Whoa! You have more love than what I thought! Cool! No hunger for me!” As the glow in his eyes started to get brighter, the tickle became dizziness and then pure nausea. It didn’t took too long for you to not having enough strengths to even sit.

                                            “M-Man… I-I t-think I n-need to… Ugh!”

                                            >It came to a point where not only you felt incredibly tired, but your chest started to hurt. It wasn’t like… a muscular thing. No, it hurt in a different way, like if you were feeling super sad about something.

                                            >You couldn’t move anymore and breathing was becoming quite hard. Even then, you had a bit left in you. Enough to raise your now tired voice.

                                            “S-STOP! PLEASE! I-I… I’M SORRY!”

                                            >The colt immediately stopped and looked at you in confusion “Sorry? Why are you being sorry? Uh… wait, why do I feel all this… fear coming from you?”

                                            >While you weren’t exactly in top notch condition, the horrible sensation was gone. You tried to get up, not really to kick the guy, but to get the heck away from him. You really hated to admit it, but you were scared of that colt.

                                            “A-Are you kidding?! D-Do you think I’d be all chill after… after… W-what the heck was that, man?!”

                                            >The colt tilted his head and puffed his cheeks “I already told you! I was feeding on your love! And I also told you that it would leave you tired!”

                                            “T-That wasn’t just getting tired, man! It felt like… like I was being thrown into this horrible pit, a-and I couldn’t escape, a-and… H-How did you even do that?!”


                                            >“I… actually have no clue! I guess it’s kinda like how you ponies eat your food. You get hungry, find some hay or whatever and chomp, chomp! You eat it!”

                                            >You could see the excitement in the colt’s face and how he wanted to come closer to you. Nope! You used what little stamina you had regained to distance yourself from him. You ain’t gonna go through that ride again!

                                            >Before you could reach the edge of the bed, the colt happily hopped to your side and used his head to push you back in “Whoa! You were about to fall down! That would’ve been very bad, right? I mean, you ponies are very, very easy to break.”

                                            “Y-You ponies? What are you talking about, man?! You’re a pony too!”

                                            >“Oh! Not really! Uh… Can you keep a secret?”

                                            >By this point, you were out of words, so your only answer was a pathetic slow nod.

                                            >“Woo-hoo! Okay! Now check this out!”

                                            >Your eyes widened and your jaw dropped as the colt got quickly engulfed in this bizarre, heatless green flame.

                                            “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

                                            >What emerged from those flames wasn’t a pony, or a dragon, or a draconequus, or anything you had never seen, read or heard of before.

                                            >It had the shape of a pony, sure, but its features were like something that came straight from an alien invasion movie. It had a black carapace instead of fur, shiny blue eyes that had no reflection on them, horrible jagged ears, a horn like yours but bent, and these weird insect-like wings.

                                            >What was the deal with its hooves?! They were filled with holes! It’s like, someone put a pony and mixed it with a beetle.


                                            >By this point, your fear was beyond belief. You crawled away from that creature as fast as your tired hooves allowed you to and tried to scream for help.

                                            >The thing jumped on top of you and covered your mouth with his hole-ridden front hoof “Wait, no! You can’t do that!”

                                            >You could see a pair of very sharp fangs inside that thing’s mouth along with a tiny, dragon-like tongue. Needless to say, that only made scream harder.

                                            >That didn’t work at all. Your screams were being muffled by that thing’s hoof “SSSh! I-I’m not going to hurt you! I promise in the name of my Queen! Please! D-Don’t be scared!”

                                            >Tears started to fall on your goggles as that thing continued repeating the same thing over and over for the next ten or so minutes.

                                            >By that point, you were much calmer and your most of your strengths had come back. So you decided to try something. Remove his weird hoof from your mouth.

                                            >It really surprised you when the creature didn’t put any resistance. It just rolled to a side while continuing crying and begging you to not be scared.

                                            >You thought on galloping out of the room, or remove the blanket from the camera, do anything to let the staff known that you had found some weird non-pony… but then you remembered Eris.

                                            >If you turned in this sappy little guy, then you’d be as bad as the idiots who took her away. You couldn’t allow that, you promised to her!

                                            >Besides, you did feel bad about the guy. There was something about him that made you feel that he was as lonely and desperate as you were.


                                            >So you took a very deep breath. Exhaled and then placed your hoof on his shoulder.

                                            “Stop crying, man. I ain’t gonna turn you.”

                                            >“R-Really?” The creature wiped his tears as he looked you with a bit more hope “D-Do you promise?”

                                            “Yeah, yeah I swear. I ain’t gonna freak out no more. Just… tell me, what the heck are you supposed to be?”

                                            >“Oh! That’s easy! I’m a changeling!”

                                            >A what? You had never read any book ever mentioning something like him. Eeh, it’s not like the stuff you had was incredibly up to date, after all, every book you owned was brought to you by Eris.

                                            >No matter how hard it was, she always did her best to bring whatever book she could find… dang it! How much you wished Eris was here!

                                            >“Hey…” The creature placed his hoof on your shoulder “Why are you feeling so sad? Did I do something wrong?”

                                            >You shook your head and adjusted your goggles. C’mon, Res. You have to keep it together, man!

                                            “Nah! It’s just… I’ll tell you later, okay? So, how am I supposed to call you?”

                                            >“Call me? What do you mean? Is it like a signal for when we secretly attack our enemies?”

                                            “No! Your name, man! What’s your frickin’ name!”

                                            >“Oh! Well, my Queen doesn’t really give us real names anymore. She always says what the point is anymore. So she just named me drone number 27!”

                                            “Wha-? I ain’t calling you like that, man!”

                                            >“W-Why not?”

                                            “Because it’s too stupidly long and boring! Nah, I’m gonna call you…!”

                                            >You rubbed your chin and thought that it wouldn’t be too stupid to think that he could only fed from the very scraps… like you. After all, it would’ve been all over the news if the changelings had tried to get the love outta the filthy rich ponies.

                                            >So, you jumped back on your hooves and proudly claimed.

                                            “Scrappy! It has a nice ring to it if you ask me!”

                                            >“But…” Scrappy frowned “That’s not how the Queen named me. She said I’m drone number 27!”

                                            “Too bad, you’re now Scrappy. My name’s Resonance, by the way. But you can just call me Res”

                                            >Scrappy dropped his head and let out a tired sigh “I-I’m not going to change your mind, am I?”

                                            “Nope! Hey, Scrappy, I have a question for you. How did you do that morphing trick? Is it like magic?”

                                            >Your ears perked up as a giant smile appeared on your face

                                            “Oh, man! Please tell me you can do magic! That would be so cool!”

                                            >“What?! Of course not!” Too bad that Scrappy’s tone made you feel like a big idiot “Magic doesn’t exist! I can do it because I’m a changeling!”

                                            >While your disappointment was massive, a new thought popped in your mind. This guy could be your ticket outta the orphanage. You only needed to play your cards right.

                                            “… Well, yeah. It’s kinda in the name, isn’t it? Alright, Scrappy. Mind if I ask you some other questions?”

                                            >Scrappy timidly raised his hoof and tried to protest “Actually, I would-“

                                            >But you weren’t gonna let this chance go to waste. Not in a million years.

                                            “Of course you don’t! Tell me, how comes that someone like you ended up in a place like this?”

                                            >Scrappy looked away from you, his face clearly displayed discomfort “Uh… I’m not sure if it’s okay to tell you. The Queen might get angry if I tell a pony about her plan”

                                            >You placed your hoof around Scrappy’s neck and gave him a friendly tug.


                                            “C’mon, man! I won’t tell anyone, I swear! Besides, it’s not like your Queen is here, right? C’mon! Give your pal Res a chance! Your secret will never leave this room!”

                                            >Scrappy was hesitant at first, but it didn’t take long for him to give up “A-Alright… but just because you promised! Uhm… I-I don’t know all the details. Just that a few months ago, our captain told the Queen that things were bad, like reaaally bad! And that the company was planning something very big and very bad. So uh… the Queen took off with the entire hive, the whole 28 changelings! So they could sneak inside the company’s labs and see what this bad thing was. I would’ve gone with them, but she sent me here in a very special mission! I was going to infiltrate a pony family and get their love!”

                                            >Dang, man! That was… incredibly depressing, so much that you dropped your pushing attitude for a second.

                                            “I see… Scrappy, tell me. Did your Queen ever tell you how long your cool mission was going to last?”

                                            >”No, the Queen was acting very strange when she gave me my mission. I don’t know why. I would ask her, but… the Queen hasn’t come back since that day. Why do you ask all this stuff?”

                                            >It really surprised you how chill Scrappy was about the whole thing. That guy was really tough, or very naïve.

                                            >It didn’t matter though. You weren’t gonna back off, not matter what. That said, you only had to rethink a couple stuff so you could escape with Scrappy instead of y’know, just ditching him afterwards.

                                            >It was a win-win, after all. You get to save Eris and he gets to save his hive. Perfect, right?

                                            “Because, I’ve got a plan! And I’m gonna need your… uh… how do I put it? Skills? Yeah, that sounds about right. I’m gonna need your awesome skills, my friend!”

                                            >… … …

                                            >… …

                                            >…


                                            >Okay, I have seen my fair bit of weird stuff today, but this kinda takes the cake. Why? ‘Cause these company idiots had actual ponies locked up here too!

                                            >I mean, it’s not like these ponies looked like some crooked criminals. No! These were foals! You know what’s the most screwed up thing? These were the company’s kids!

                                            >That’s right! They were… testing on foals! Ugh! Why did I keep following that stupid old stallion? This place just kept getting worse and worse.

                                            >Oh! That’s right! I didn’t have any other option! And yeah… I was hella curious about what was going on.

                                            “Sooo! Pray tell! Are you guys evil ‘cause that brings more dosh to your slimy little hooves, or you just do it ‘cause you like being evil?”

                                            >The old coot chuckled at my question and shook his wrinkled head “It’s nothing like that. As I told you before, our goal is to make the world a better place.”

                                            “Oh, yeah! I can totally see why locking up foals would totally make things more awesome! Mhm! You guys really deserve a prize!”

                                            >“Perhaps I need to explain myself better. What I meant by making the world a better place doesn’t refer to simple commodities, it means to prevent the world from dying.”

                                            >I gotta admit, I froze on my place when he said that. It was like, my limbs were made out of ice or something.

                                            “…C-Come again?”


                                            >The old coot stopped on his tracks, and turned to me with a dead-serious expression… pun totally intended.

                                            >“That our world is dying, and I’m saying this in a literal sense. Why do you think we are at war right now? There are next to no farm lands left. This horrible heat wave? If you think this is bad, just wait a couple months, then you will learn what global warming truly means.”

                                            “But… I mean… if things suck so much, then… why do all of this?”

                                            >“I already told you. Our aim is to replicate magic. That’s why we bring all of the non-ponies here.”

                                            “Funny, your stupid ads said is ‘cause we’re a danger to ponies.”

                                            >“True, part of the functions of this facility is to keep ponies safe from the likes of you. That’s obviously not all we do here, though. We also study the lingering magic non-ponies may possess.”

                                            “A’ight! That sounds… like the most insane thing I’ve ever heard in my life, but since I’ve got nothing better to do, I suppose I’ll ask. What the heck are you babbling about, you stupid old madpony?!”

                                            >The old coot looked into the direction of one of the test rooms. Inside there was a little unicorn filly staring very hard at a small cup, while a pony took notes. “Did you know that ponies used to be the most magical creatures on the planet?” He said “Every ancient text details how we could control the weather, the land, even the stars themselves… but we lost that power centuries ago.”

                                            >The old coot said as he rested his front hoof against the transparent wall “Recovering our magic is the only way to save our planet.”


                                            “So lemme get this right. You woke up one morning, and while eating your breakfast, your old egg head suddenly thought “Y’know what would be cool? Experimenting on foals! Yeah! That will totally save the world!””

                                            >“I think that I need to clarify a few things. We wouldn’t be using foals if it wasn’t absolutely necessary. Ancient texts details that magic manifests the most when a pony is of a younger age. We did try to use criminals at first, but all the results were… unsatisfactory.”

                                            “Is that supposed to make me feel better? ‘cause lemme tell you, it’s not! You’re using foals as guinea pigs!”

                                            >“We treat these foals with the utmost care. We feed them, we give them the proper education to become successful ponies, and their living conditions are quite above the average pony. I’m sure the little Resonance would be happy here.”

                                            “I TOLD YOU TO NOT MENTION HIS NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

                                            >These stupid shocks… they got worse and worse with each time! And not just ‘cause they hurt a hella lot. I hated the idea of being bested by that scummy pony!

                                            “…W-Why do you…? Hnng! Why do you keep mentioning Res?! He… Ugh! He’s not like these guys!”

                                            >“You're not entirely wrong, Eris. I'm impressed!” The old coot said as he leaned closer to my face “You see, before sending the little Resonance to one of our orphanages, a very good one if I may add, we conducted a few tests on him, and let me tell you, his preliminary results are like nothing I have ever seen before!”


                                            “L-Leave him outta this or I will… AAAAAAH!”

                                            >Another shock, of course. Guess I was too obvious with trying to rip his stupid face off!

                                            >“Stubborn, aren’t we? It doesn’t matter though. There’s nothing you can do unless…” A slimy smile appeared on his wrinkled face. “You do something in exchange for the facility."

                                            “I hate this, but… if it means keeping my dork away from all this... you got yourself a deal!”

                                            >“Follow me then.” The guy didn’t say anything else, he just chuckled and walked past me while I got off my sorry butt. Guess it was a good thing it didn’t take long to reach an elevator and get out of this creep show.

                                            >You see, after we went through a couple more elevators and like five different vault doors. We reached a less creepy, but more boring part of the test labs. A long, and I mean LONG kinda circular corridor.

                                            >It wasn’t like, goosebumps type of stuff, but there was something about these transparent pipes on the walls and the lack of stupid ponies in this place that just made me think the worst.

                                            >Where did this super long corridor lead to? A big room filled with weird machines, computers and a whole lotta screens, and ain’t this curious? There was only two other ponies in here.

                                            >From the looks of that window and what most of the screens displayed, this room was supposed to look after huge tower made out of metal and circuits and stuff.

                                            >I actually started to feel my head dizzy the moment I stepped into this place. It was like… all my energy was getting sucked outta my body.


                                            >I tried my best to hide it of course. Didn’t want to show any weakness in front of these ponies.

                                            >There was something curious about this whole thing. Well, yeah, the metal tower was odd, but I couldn’t stop wondering why so many screens were fixated on these weird looking gems encrusted on it.

                                            “Okay, dude! Time to spill the beans! What the heck is that thing and why did you bring me here?!”

                                            >The old coot gave me this proud looking smile as he stood in front of a bunch of screens “It’s a generator. The only of one of its kind and also the greatest hope to save our planet… And don't go touching anything, Draconequus. The cameras caught your little stunt from before. A ticket to the reprogramming facility is all you'll get."

                                            >Dang it! I shouldn’t have gone with the tail thing again! It was too obvious!

                                            “Fiiine! Have it your way! So, I take that you ain’t telling me more? Like why did you guys put jewelry on your little generator?”

                                            >“We call them the elements, and that’s all you need to know. As for your other question. Do you know what the ancient texts say about your kind?”

                                            “That we were taller than you?”

                                            >“Not exactly. We found strange legends that depicted draconequuses as capable of changing reality itself at their own whim. Impressive, isn’t?”

                                            “I dunno, dude. Do you really think I’d be here if I could do all that?”

                                            >“Of course not, but I believe in these legends, and I’m sure that we can awaken this power within you. This is where my proposal comes into play.”


                                            “So this is the big hook, huh?”

                                            >“I’m not going to lie, you will never leave this facility, but if you can help us harvest your dormant magic to power up our generator, then I can guarantee you that the little Resonance won’t be reallocated here. What do you say? Your life for his. You won’t get a better deal from the company. I'm sure you know that well enough...”

                                            >I dropped to my knees and tried to swallow my tears… but this was too much. I had no other option and that stupid pony knew it.

                                            “I…”

                                            >The words couldn’t escape from my mouth. I felt as if everything was closing down on me. I’d never see my dork again… but… but if I did this. He would be free… and… if what that guy said was true then…

                                            >Then I could have my revenge! I’d make the ponies pay by the hundred fold! And then…! And then what? The world ends and I still lose.

                                            >I quickly wiped my tears and raised my head. I was more than ready to say yes and give away everything to this stupid company… if it wasn’t for him-

                                            >“I beg to differ. Sure, this facility seems to be in regulation, and working in a project like this will definitely help to boost your resume, but…”

                                            >I-It was the creepy stallion from before! When did he get here?! HOW did he get here?! And… why weren’t the rest of the ponies saying anything? It was like they were frozen in place.

                                            >Heck, that guy was leaning against the old coot, and even… polished his bald head “I’m simply not convinced that being a slave is a proper fit for a profile like yours. Wouldn’t you agree, Eris?”

                                            “W-Who are you, dude? Like, seriously what the heck is going on?!”


                                            >The creepy stallion only responded with a chuckle as he started to walk towards me… and that was the moment where I really started to freak out.

                                            >I ain’t saying that ‘cause all the screens in the room started to go erratic or ‘cause my shackles suddenly disintegrated. Oh, no! His shadow, dude. His frickin’ shadow started to elongate and change with each step he took!

                                            >By the time the guy was basically on my nose, his shadow stopped looking like a pony and instead it was… kinda like me? I dunno how to explain it.

                                            >I mean, it had more or less the same shape as mine, but larger and definitely with way more pounds like me. I think… it had a beard too.

                                            “G-Get lost, dude!”

                                            >Without thinking it and almost like instinct, I tried to slash his face off with my claws… but the dude dodged it in the most bizarre way possible. By exploding into a bunch of blue butterflies.

                                            >At first I thought I somehow killed the guy, which of course was absolutely wrong, since his voice started to sound from… who knows where “Oh, Eris, Eris, Eris! You are filled with potential, but your manners? I’m afraid they leave a lot to be desired, my dear”

                                            “A-A’ight! I’ll change my question! WHAT are you?! A-And what do you want?!”

                                            >The guy definitely knew how I was feeling and trust me, he was enjoying every single bit “What am I? Oh, my dear! The only thing you need to know right now is that my name is Discord and I have not-so-humbly come to this charmingly dank place to offer you a deal.”

                                            “A-A deal?! Come on, dude! Give me a break! You just want to put me on chains like those stupid ponies over there!”


                                            >“I don’t know if you have realized this my dear, but I’m not a pony. What I’m offering is to develop your wonderful potential without having to give away your life. To be whom you truly are meant to being without being tied to the shackles of this world! In other words, I’m offering your freedom.”

                                            >That... really sounded good, like, crazy good, but… there was something I couldn’t give away just like that.

                                            “And… what about Res? If I accept your deal, then these stupid ponies would take my dork here and… I can’t do it, dude.”

                                            >“Oh, please! Do you really think I would leave such an important matter unattended? Take a look, my dear. I have all my bases covered.”

                                            >In that moment, all the screens started to display a video feed… and I could only feel my heart breaking.”

                                            “Res…”

                                            >It was my dork and some other foal. They were inside a small room and talking about… I dunno. There was no sound. Image was clear enough for me to know what was happening though. He was planning something, I could see it in his eyes.

                                            >I could feel tears filling my eyes as I placed my paw on one of the screens, gosh I missed the little guy so much.

                                            “I’m never gonna see him again, am I?”

                                            >The screens turned off when Discord started talking again “That depends entirely on your decision. Accept my deal and you may have a chance to see the young Resonance again. Refuse… and well, we already know what the other option is.”

                                            >I wiped off my tears and looked at Discord who had materialized back to his pony form. He was leaning against the frozen Dr. Golden Freedom.

                                            “Before I say anything, lemme tell you this. I ain’t stupid, you know? I know you’re planning something. So tell me, what you want with my dork?!”


                                            >“Those ponies weren’t lying about the young Resonance. That colt has an immense potential, the likes that I’ve seen in very selected times, but…” Discord shrugged and shook his head like he didn’t care. “Me specifically? I don’t want to sound cruel since I have taken a likeness towards the colt, but he’s more of a… means to an end, or I should say ends? Syntaxes has never been my forte.”

                                            “W-What do you mean?!”

                                            >“I mean that he’s the perfect bargain chip to get to you and… well, the other part is for me and only me to be concerned with. What I want to say is, there’s no need to worry about his safety as I will personally make sure no company pony can ever get to him, and trust me…”

                                            >Discord turned to the frozen ponies and with a simple glare, he launched them all across the room like they were balloons “I have more than enough power to keep my end of the bargain. So…what will your final decision be?”

                                            >I… didn’t have much of a choice here, did I? I mean, on one part everything this Discord guy said sounded fishy and could very well get me into even more trouble, but on the other… I really didn’t want to become a company slave.

                                            >So despite all alarms ringing on my head, I swallowed my fears and nodded.

                                            “Discord, you’ve got yourself a deal.”

                                            >“Excellent! Now, I must apologize for this, but I will need to put you on ice while I sort everything related to the young Resonance. After all, it would be a shame if I leave my… benefactors empty hooved.”

                                            >The world started to spin and twist after he said those words. I felt weak, so much that I couldn’t even keep standing, so I fell to the cold floor as everything started to fade away.

                                            >The last thing I saw was Discord chuckling and patting my head “Don’t worry, my dear. Have sweet chaotic dreams.”