The Rebirth of Chaos
This is my first fanfiction ever!I'm so excited!
At the foot of the cold statue sat a lost pony. She stared up at the statue with a pang of longing. That hard, grey statue was the closest thing to family she had, and she couldn't stop the urge to return every night. It wasn't as if she had a home to go to anyway. Where other fillies snuggled close to their parents and slept soundly, she sat here, her only company the stars and a lump of stone. Her swirled purple eyes stared wistfully at the imprisoned draconequis, hoping against all hope that he would arise and take her in his mismatched arms and hug her to sleep. But she knew that would never happen. How she hated all those ponies, with their love of order and prissy I-know-whats-best attitude. They couldn't handle a little chaos in their life, and so they separated her from the only thing that ever she ever cared for. Her daddy, Discord
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Screwball made her way back to the orphanage with a distinctly unhappy trot. She hated the orphanage with all the normal ponies making fun of her eyes, which swirled incessently. Mother Gretal was a mean old pony, who only looked after them because Celestia paid her to. She didn't like the little ponies one bit."Figures"thought Screwball."All these Canterlot ponies seem to care about is money and fame."She hung her purple head in disgust. If her dad were here, well, things would certainly be different. But she didn't think about her dad too much, as it made her sad and resentful. She passed the colourful park and saw a green Pegasus pushing a younger orange pony on the swing. The green Pegasus was smiling and the orange filly was laughing, her short mane flopping over her eyes each time she went high. Screwball stared jealously at the two, wishing she had a parent to push her on a swing until she laughed. She had no one though."Those ponies think they're having so much fun"She thought angrily."Rubbing it in my face that I'm alone and I HATE IT!"As she screamed those words, the orange filly fell off the swing onto the hard dirt and began to cry. The green Pegasus went to comfort her, but the swing swung around and knocked the filly's mother on the head with a painful clunk. A small trickle of blood ran from the green Pegasus head but still she got up to attempt to aid her filly. Screwballs eyes glowed purple and she suddenly found herself wishing that the orange filly would get hurt again. Instantly, a large rock appeared directly over the head of the orange filly, surprising Screwball. The rock began to drop. It was 2 inches from killing the filly when it was surrounded by a dark blue aura. Screwball's eyes narrowed."Trust that stupid Luna to interfere with my fun"She thought forlornly as she watched the Princess of the Night move the rock and heal the green Pegasus"Yeah, that's right"Screwball thought angrily."Heal everypony but me."
"Wait..."
"Why did that filly fall off the swing when I wanted it to?And why did that rock appear where it did?I'm not a unicorn!"Screwball was puzzled, and a bit excited. Never before had she imagined that she would be able to use magic!"Gee, I'm pretty hungry right now. I could go for some breakfast"Screwball thought hungrily. But then she realized that the orphanage had already been given its cold cereal about an hour ago."Wait a minute"thought Screwball hopefully."I can do magic! I can summon food!"She closed her eyes and concentrated on warm, buttery toast and willed a plateful to appear in front of her. She tried and tried, but nothing happened. She opened her eyes, looked around and sighed. Sadly, she trotted off to Mother Gretel's Home for Underprivileged Ponies.
Far away in the Canterlot Gardens, a small chip of stone fell from the draconequis statue.
So yeah, first fanfic I've ever uploaded. Please review if you enjoyed it or have some feedback. If I get enough reviews, I'll continue
Till next time.
FlutteryPegasus