Celestia Madness Ch. 1(Preview)

NOTE: This is a future planned fic, but one that has a lot of groundwork already done for it:

It was done.

Discord the Draconequus was defeated once more, returned to a prison of stone where his chaos could never touch another soul.

The second time her ponies were only able to beat Discord out of sheer luck, and his desire to make a game out of things. With his powers, he could have scattered the six and their elements to lands beyond Equestria.again. But it had happened all the same, and her ponies were forced to bear his torment, none more so than those six that had become successors to herself and Luna in regards to the Elements of Harmony. Their beliefs and virtues warped and inverse and their friendship all but destroyed for a short time.

The first time they beat Discord, they had taken him by surprise. If he knew what the Elements were back then, he didn't believe Luna and herself could make them work.

The second time her ponies were only able to beat Discord out of sheer luck, and his desire to make a game out of things. With his powers, he could have scattered the six and thier elements to lands beyond Equestria.

The third time?

The solar princess shuddered at the thought. Discord was overconfident, but not stupid. He would not give them a chance next time. He would cast the Elements into another world entirely if he had to, or lock them outside of space and time. And Equestria...the world over would be doomed to his reign of chaos, tearing harmony and friendship apart.

As her horn glowed, she stared into the fearful expression of the draconequus statue and wondered: did he know? When he was sealed again, did he knew she would feel compelled to do this? To commit this dark deed and ensure the safety of her nation?

Somehow, she doubted it.

With a single strike of magic, the stone shattered.

It had been so easy, she was actually startled, gasping as she saw the debreis crumbled to the ground. She had been resolved to follow through with it, but she expected more resistance! She shook off the disbelief quickly, writing it off as her alicorn magic for now, watching with concern as the destroyed sculpture laid there. She had the slight fear that, through sheer improbability, breaking his statue would actually free him again. But that wasn't happening.

What was happening was bits of rubble breaking themselves down into dust. Celestia released a sigh of many mixed emotions. There was no chaos magic emitting from that dust. If anything, raw magic was bleeding harmlessly out of it like an open wound.

".....Goodbye, Discord," she called solemnly to the dusty walkway. With another glow of her horn, she teleported an exact replicaof his statue onto the pedestal. Getting the stone so quickly had been a bit tricky, but using her magic to transform it into Discord's likeness had taken more patience than anything else.

".....Goodbye, Discord," she called solemnly to the dusty walkway. With another glow of her horn, she teleported an exact replica of his statue onto the pedestal. Getting the stone so quickly had been a bit tricky, but using her magic to transform it into Discord's likeness had taken more patience than anything else.se. oldest enemy was truly gone. That time probably being when she had processed and acknowledged that she had unilaterally executed Discord in cold blood.

She was very happy there were no staff or gaurds right where she had been. In light of the terror Discord had wrought that very day, they were half staffed right now, with most resting from the appropriately chaotic day. That left nopony to see the great princess Celestia vomit into the bushes, emptying her lunch on the plants. His death may not have registered just yet, but her actions were quickly catching up to her conscious.

She could almost hear his laughter echoing in her ears, mocking her weakness. Her weakness in light of what she had done or her weakness in doing the deed altogether was hard to say.

She accepted that. She expected it even. She deserved little else.

She returned to her room, glad that everypony that passed her read her expression as exhaustion, letting her arrive with no incidents requiring her to stop and chat. Otherwise, they might have questioned the smell of fresh vomit on her breath. She took a deep inhale through her nostrils, taking in the familiar scents of her room:  The clear breeze of mountain air mixing in with the scent of burnt timber from the fireplace, the slight stencht of ink that she associated with this room from centuries of writing and reading various things in here, the strangly pleasent scent of the Griffon-made rugs. Not to mention the tiny smells that came with living with a pheonix.

It didn't sound great, but these smells meant one thing; she could relax.

Well, mostly, but lowering the sun wasn't that stressful compared to some days as a princess.

It had been so easy, she was actually startled, gasping as she saw the debris crumbled to the ground. She had been resolved to follow through with it, but she expected more resistance! She shook off the disbelief quickly, writing it off as her alicorn magic for now, watching with concern as the destroyed sculpture laid there. She had the slight fear that, through sheer improbability, breaking his statue would actually free him again. But that wasn't happening. associated with this room from centuries of writing and reading various things in here, the strangely pleasant scent of the Griffon-made rugs. Not to mention the tiny smells that came with living with a phoenix....

(Taking a holiday might be a good idea- or better yet, make one!)