Chapter 2: Discord's Journal
Dear Journal,
Today was the same as yesterday. Same cage, same whip, same mockery. "Devil's child", that's what they call me. All just because I'm a different species. But why? What did I ever do to deserve that title? I'm treated like an animal to be put on display! But I've got nowhere else to go. It's either this or on the streets. But now that I think about it, there is hardly a difference, except on the streets you have to dig around for food, water, and shelter. Actually that's a pretty big difference. But it would only be like that until I got powerful enough to create that stuff myself. But you get the picture. Life stinks. Maybe it won't one day but I highly doubt it.
Sincerely,
Discord
Dear Journal,
We're moving to Manehatten tomorrow. "More costumers" is what they say. All I know is that it means more people to scorn me. Today they put me in chains so "make sure I didn't escape" and it was made of some kind of metal that made it so I couldn't use my powers. So now escape is virtually impossible. If only I could! I've thought up of so many different ways to torture them. I'm SO fed up this with this!
Sincerely,
Discord
Dear Journal,
They brought a group of teenage fillies today. It was so embarrassing and humiliating. They just stood there and laughed at me while the stallion in charge beat me. And I'm their age! If I was a colt they'd be horrified but since I'm a draconequus they LOVE it. I hate my life. You're the only one in this world who doesn't mock me and you're not even alive. I wish I had a real friend. But I probably won't since everypony thinks I'm a monster.
Sincerely,
Discord
Dear Journal,
I have escaped! With the help of a teenage filly named Luna. How? Well, she came back after everypony had left. She stopped the guard in his tracks and unlocked the cage and freed of my chains. Once she had, I teleported us away from that accursed tent. She then lead me to the opera house where she is being schooled. I'm writing this form underneath it in safety. She's given me food and water and a comfortable place to stay. This is great!
Sincerely,
Discord
Dear Journal,
I have been sneaking away and watching the operas that they are practicing on. And I love seeing it! The costumes, lights, and set. All of it! Though I wish they could stop with the love stories. Blah! They need better writers since there is NO WAY love is real. If I wrote one, it would be an epic battle story. No romance at all.
Sincerely,
Discord
Dear Journal,
A new filly came today. Her name is Fluttershy and she's an orphan. She's really shy and acts funny and adorable as a result. You see, today she accidently bumped into someone and apologized as she backed-up only to run into the curtain and then fall into it and pull it down with her! It was SO funny! She is quite the comedian.
Anyways, I found out that Lulu, my nickname for Luna, has an older sister that currently runs this place. Her name is Celestia and while she is pretty she is quite a stick in the mud. Also I can't excuse her for her crime against showing ponies a poor excuse of entertainment! Someone needs to show these ponies a lesson in entertainment quality. I believe I will. Why not? I've got nothing better to do. I'll start tomorrow.
Sincerely,
Discord
Dear Journal,
I need to be more careful. I think that filly, Fluttershy, saw me while I was watching a rehearsal. I might have to limit the amount of times I go to watch the operas. Anyways, I'm almost done with my first opera. I call it, Tribum Belli, tribute of war. It's about a stallion named Warrior Heart fighting with his country against an invasion of Stone Warriors. He is later on betrayed and offered as a tribute to the Stone Warriors' war goddess, Bella. As a result his country is outraged and destroys the Stone Warriors. It still needs a conclusion but I think it sounds pretty good. Crossing my paw and claw that it'll get approved by Celestia. I'll have to give it to Lulu so she can give it to Celestia when I'm done with it.
Sincerely,
Discord