Would you die before you lost it?

The streak of dark energy coming from the furious alicorn was rivaled in the power of a comet. It had the look to match, Luna was obviously on the very edge of cracking emotionally. She had small sections of her body steaming out a black color, half her face looking like a sick version of nightmare moon,

>Threat Level is Maximized
>Initiate self-preservation directive.

The drones rapidly took cover in buildings and alleyways, raising their eyes to the dark clouds and red moon. The alicorn was a half Km from the ground moving rapidly. Looking as if she intended to blast the city with the impact.

That wasn't far off, she impacted the ground with a thunderous force. A indent of the cable stone where she stood, a ring of dark cloud like magic washed over the city in a violent ring.

>Drone #85 offline
>Drone #18,374 offline
>Drone #76,329 offline
>Drone #1,493 offline
>Drone #67,535 offline

The list went on in the collective mind, they were losing drones in droves.

>Fatal EMP detected
>13% of current drones offline
>Emulate copper lining

The wave passed over the remaining drones with no effect besides the visible fizzing of their shields. The initial threat was averted.

>Better Queen subject located
>Assimilation Priority 1 of 5

The drones trotted toward the landing area, thermal implants in the mechanical eyes active for any sign of the princess. "Would you attack the city of the daughters of Faust?!" The booming voice was heard from the mini crater in the street.

A blur of blue and black moving at speeds that blurred to a normal equine eye blazed a path to the center of the city market. An open space filled with fragile wooden stalls and various goods.

The drones surrounded the market and closed in, still searching for their target. A large crash was heard in the north area followed by a stream of data.

>Connection to Drone #34,643 lost
>Connection to Drone #12,003 lost

The market filled with black fog, smokey in nature but dark as the worst nightmare. A shape standing atop a stall in the center of the market spread it's wings, rearing its head in a snarling howl of pain and anger.

"Let free my ponies!" The fog disappeared as a the wave from her voice blew it away. The drones stood stock still while rapidly analyzing this creature, it did not fit the description of Princess Luna in any of the assimilated pony's memories.

>Armor of Unknown compound detected
>Melee based weapon
>Identified as Halberd of unknown compound
>Fanged

>Feral adaptation has been identified

The drones in the market numbered the Thousands. The drones moved to take down the stall. A large one galloping into the stall, using brute size to make the structure collapse under her feet.

Luna attempted to take flight with her wings only to be tackled by multiple pegasai drones. Along with some on the ground making use of the mini-gravity wells...Tractor beams, whatever.

She hit the ground hard. Her weapon swinging and slashing into drones attempting to hold her down to inject nano machines.

>Nanotechnology ineffective
>Immune system fueled by *UNKNOWN*
>Emotions tied to discrepancy.

The drone fired small canisters with small needles protruding from the front into the fighting warrior. She was quickly tiring and whatever was now in her veins was causing her to wobble. Her sight was blurring as she vainly swung the halberd with her magic before it sparked out and she fell to the ground with groggy eyes, her body returning to its usual coat.

The moon wept

As she lost sight for what she thought was the last time a slow walking drone walked up, kneeling down to look her in the eyes. "Resistance was Futile." It said. "I am drone two." It said before reaching out its augmented hoof and extended twin lengths of black metal into the princess's neck.

______________________

>Assimilation Success
>Augmenting brain fibers for Queenhood
>....
>Success, failsafe in place
>Booting Queen #1 of 1

The eyes of the prince-Queen fluttered open. "Hmm?..."

>Conscious, placing protocols

"I?..." Luna tried lifting her head but felt her muscles fail.

>Booting sub-conscious suggestion module.

"Assimilate? I..Assimilate."

>Success, independent mind is 99% converted to collective mindset and goals
>Transferring collective control from drone #2 to Queen #1

>Deleting individual personality from drone #2

"Assimilation is the only way to perfect sentient life." The lunar princess stood, her blue coat turning a pale shade, small modules and equipment rapidly making itself pronounced. "My sister will understand that this is the better way."

Author's Notes:

Sorry for another short one, I'm releasing what I have right now. My home wifi is down and I can't get what I have typed on my phone into the computer. So try to manage bad grammar and other such.

Also note, the Borg have been shown to have queens to manage and think independently for he collective. So if luna causes you to be broken from immersion keep in mind this I'm interpretation.