The hall grew deadly silent as the griffin strode inside with confidence. His grin making the two princesses by the doors grimace and growl. The griffin rolled his eyes, stopping before the thrones. His servants behind him lowering the large bronze pot beside him before exiting.
The pearl white alicorn watched with guilt as the violet alicorn trotted in, standing on the other side of the griffin.

Her purple orbs fell upon the grand alicorn. Who looked terribly weak, but sat up in confidence. Twilight's gaze then fell onto the draconnequus beside her. Who rested against her. The lavender mare could tell that he was also weak, by the strained and laboured breaths he was taking.

"Ah, Princess Celestia. So nice to see you again. You seem as radiant as ever." He said snidely, watching as the alicorn glared at him.

"Enough. End this now. Release Twilight, Release my ponies, and leave Equestria. We can all live in peace and-"

"Pttf! Peace!? You live in an delusional world. Peace is a word used to fool the naive. Like you, my dear princess." FeatherTail laughed.

"Please. Please. Just let Equestria thrive again. Leave my darling Twilight and give me back my magic. We're running out of time." She begged.

"Or what? What will happen?" His turned to the Lord of Chaos, who was wincing in his sleep. The griffin grinned again. He felt powerful. He could use everything against the alicorn.
"I get it. I get it. I was wondering why it got darker. You're using him. To think that a great villain and legend became your pet."

"He is not my pet. He chose to help. But please. He's the only one who has the same amount of magical strength as me to support the sun. My sister can't without help. I need my magic now otherwise we're all in trouble." She pleaded. "Please. He's dying.....I don't want him to die."
Twilight gazed at the alicorn mare, who looked like she was about to burst into tears.

"Oh really. Well, unless you surrender, he will meet his demise. Along with Equestria."

"Why do you hate us? Why do you want Equestria?" Luna demanded.

"I want power. I want wealth. I want control." He clenched his fist. "Give me Equestria. Now. And you can have your freedom and your magic back."

"I don't want my freedom. I want Equestria's freedom."

"Oh, being humble are we?"

"Just please, let the fighting stop. Let this war stop." Celestia croaked.

"Pttf. I'm surprised you know what it means. I bet you've never fought in your life, you cowardly scum." He hissed.

"Says the creature who hides behind guards." The draconnequus coughed. Raising his head.
"You cower behind a stone wall. Letting others fight for you. Don't be a hypocrite, and call Celestia cowardly."

"Well well well. You're not dead yet?"

"You can't kill me off that quickly." Discord said bluntly, his voice scratchy and sore.

"You're nearly dead anyway, I'll let you suffer further as you didn't join me, and fight for real freedom and power." FeatherTail walked over to the pot.
"Tell me, spirit, have you ever fought to live?"

"Everyone fights to live. But not everyone is into physical fighting."

"Still. I read about you. About your species. About the kingdom that fell. And how everyone was slaughtered." The griffin smirked, watching as Discord glared at him.
"I want the same to happen to Equestria. Every child, adult and elder murdered in front of their families. Their houses lit up with fire. The royals to fall and crack, before being killed. Forced to watch everything they created and protected destroyed." He laughed manically.
"As they say, if you don't learn from past mistakes, you will repeat them."

Discord growled and mumbled under his breath, just as four mares trotted in. Standing beside the thrones.
Twilight felt a flash of joy, so happy that her friends were safe.

Well, most of them anyway.

As the ponies sat down, the doors flew open. Looking as if they would rip off.

"HOLD IT!!!" A stallion shouted, his voice filled with anger. It was a tall, grey unicorn stallion, with slick white hair which was combed back. He wore a grubby, scratched golden armour, with a sword in a holder. His face held an expression of pure hatred. A pegasus mare with a striking blue and yellow mane, that fell down her neck, followed. She wore a set of pristine, black armour, which glimmered. She rolled her golden eyes.
"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!!!"

"Silver Sword? What is the meaning of this interruption?" Luna demanded.

"I apologise, Mother Night. I tried, and I mean I tried, to keep him away." Sinclair Thunderstorm moaned.

"How bloody dare you!!! How dare you, Princess Celestia!!" He yelled, stomping his hoof. Celestia glared him, star-struck.

"Pardon?"

"How dare you do all of this! How dare you allow that tyrant control the sun! How dare you allow the Royal Guard crumble! How dare you allow such creatures as Shadow Ponies to fight for Equestria!! It's disgusting! It's...it's absolutely-"

"Oh, hold your tongue. Bloody hell. I would have thought you couldn't stop talking." Sinclair muttered. Slapping the guard, who growled.

"Furthermore, how dare you allow a murderous monster as him," He pointed at the griffin, "into this castle!!!"

"Silver Sword, please. I do not have to constantly inform you of everything."

"Yes. Yes, you do! I was supposed to be the Captain of the Royal Guard!! I was supposed to be the Royal Protector!! I was!! I'm your personal guard, and I have the right to know these things!!!!"

"Please, shut up. Damn, I guess Sister Solitaire was right when she said you were an obnoxious, loud-mouth." Sinclair snorted.

"Oh shush, you scum. Who needs you anyway?"

"Duh, of course you do. Wow, you are really thick."

The stallion growled, before being silenced by a laughing griffin.

"Wahahahaha!! Pony-kind is really falling!! Succumb to fighting among each other!! Hilarious!!" FeatherTail bellowed with laughter. Sinclair stared at the griffin, before turning to the lunar alicorn.

"Mother. Shall I resume my post?" She asked, walking over to her.

"No. Stay here. We may need you if all fails." Luna whispered.

"Excuse me!! Have you forgot about me?! I have rights!! I deserve to know!! I-"

"You deserve nothing. Ponies don't even deserve mercy. Pathetic creatures, really. And all weaklings must die to make way for the strong."

"Enough. This infuriating bickering is just stalling time!! You and your stupid 'rights'. You absolutely, irritating, stupid stallion!!!" Luna shouted. Her horn lit up in fury, focusing on both the grey stallion and griffin. However, her sister shook her head at her. Luna continued to glare at the two, as her aura faded. Silver coughed and walked over to the door.

"Good-bye, your highnesses." He said sarcastically. "The magic of four bloody gods, and are unable to tell me and let me do my thing." He snorted, slamming the door.

FeatherTail placed a claw on his chin, before chuckling. Twilight glanced at him.
"The magic of four gods sounds pretty good." FeatherTail laughed, tapping the pot.

"Yes, but how would you harness it?" Rarity pointed out. Interrupting his laughter.
"It's all good when you have the magic, but how would you use it?"

"Hmmm, sell it. Seriously. Some parts of the world would kill for half the stuff I'm offering. Alicorn horns, draconnequui flesh, and their magic. Wonderful. Wonderfully rich."

"You sick creature!!" Cadence yelled. As the griffin turned to the pink alicorn, Rarity hovered an envelope- which arrived before they entered the room- to Celestia. Who quietly opened it. A smile of pure joy crept onto her face.

"Finally. Freedom is close." She sighed with relief, allowing the weakened draconnequus to lean against her neck.
"The tables have finally turned." Celestia said regally, startling the griffin king. He stuttered before staring at the alicorn in confusion.

"What? Nonsense! My army is strong!" He retorted.

"Hmm, that's what you believe? They're obviously not strong enough. For you see, Equestria has it's victory in view."

"As if."

"Ignore if you will, but, running from the truth causes great falls. Very, great falls." Celestia glared at the griffin, with a sliver of hatred, confidence and joy in her musk rose eyes.
"Equestria shall win."

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Author's Notes:

A meh chapter. I've been concentrating on my Portal game. And Hallowe'en costume.

Anyway, thank you for reading and comment below.

Sinclair Thunderstorm is JuiceSpilled's OC. Please no hate or stealing. I placed their OC here as their description was later than everyone else's. Everyone's OC will all have a chance to shine.
So, yeah.

Bye.