[Present...]

Tirek walked past the corpses, the sounds of fighting echoing all around him as he made his way to the throne room, only to pause at a strange sight.

Two Night Guards stood before a door, their grim faces indicating that they were not happy with their posting.

"You two." Tirek barked out, causing the bat mare and stallion to stiffen up. "Where is Princess Luna? "

"Laying waste to all the former guards and making her way to the prison chamber." The guard answered.

"Prison chamber?" Tirek blinked in surprise. “Dainn kept no prisoners, only slaves."

"It’s Discord sir, Princess Luna is heading out to free him so she can cut Dainn’s magic power in half," the other guard answered to his prodding.

Tirek frown before he open the door, and blinked at the carnage before him.

This was…. to put it lightly… beyond anything he’d ever seen before... in Equestria. Although this maybe a little less than normal in the Badlands for the more heinous beings running about.

It looked like a small hurricane had made its way through the hall, simply butchering the guards. Almost none were intact. The rear half of one guard lay at the beginning of the hallway, and Tirek realized he couldn’t tell where the other half was. It could have been at the other end of the hall… or, alternatively, it could have been one of the eyeless, unidentifiable corpses littering the hallway.

He couldn’t tell the difference.

One stallion hung by his throat, impaled on a chandelier. Another had been crushed by a large case that must have been priceless. There was so much viscera scattered all over the hallway that it was impossible not to come out with some blood on you. It was all over the floor… painting the walls…splattering the ceiling….

It was almost impossible to tell what color the walls had once been.

"Impressive." Tirek walked down the hall, ignoring the sounds of his hooves as he stepped on a set of bloody organs.

*Splat*

Tirek turned to see a fully intact body on the ground behind him, he looked up to see a crater on the ceiling. He raised an eyebrow before turning back around to continue his walk.

"I wonder how she managed to keep herself clean from all the blood?" Tirek mused, seeing the mare rip through caribou and come out spotless.

Probably a spell.

"How could you have fallen for such a trick?!" Luna's voice echoed out from the broken doors.

"Oh I am soooo sorry, I've only been in stone for the past thousand years and only recently been freed," Discord’s irritating voice answered back. "It’s not my fault I didn’t know that they were slavers and looking to enslave Equestria. Besides! You have no right to berate me! I was tricked into thinking I was handed a 'drink of friendship' and encased in this damnable bottle, you fell instead of fighting back and figuring out a plan to overthrow the horny cum stain on the fabric of existence!"

"Enough!" Tirek growled as he stormed in, seeing Luna glaring at the small bottle made of crystal with an even smaller Discord inside it.

"Oh look, its my 'good friend' Tirek!" Discord spat, glaring at him. "How you doing old buddy old pal, backstabbing is still in this season?"

"Please. You already betrayed us once before." Luna crossed her arms as she looked away. "What makes you think you didn't do the same thing again for Dainn? That this is just a way for you to escape justice once more"

Tirek blinked as Discord seemingly erupt in righteous fury. "If I wasn't in this bottle, I would be out there kicking your blue ass all over the world for that! How dare you think I would want this! That I want my dear Fluttershy to fuck animals! I should gouge out your eyes and force feed them to you! I may be a being of chaos, but I have SOME standards! And this! THIS IS DISGUSTING BEYOND BELIEF!"

"Quiet!" Tirek roared out.

"No! You shut up!" Discord cried out, uncaring of the fury in Tirek’s eyes. "I had my magic used in horrible, disgusting, sickening ways I never thought it would be used! You may have the ability to take my magic, but I was a wand to point at and felt every moment of it! So screw the lot of you thinking it was all fine and dandy in this fucking bottle while I felt Dainn use my power to turn the world into some kind of deranged form of Order sexual fantasy and made my friends into little more than toys! That self-centered, unspeakably vile...” he stared at the ground, smouldering in fury. “I DON’T HAVE WORDS FOR HOW DISGUSTING HE IS! IF HE’S TORTURED FOR TWO DAYS STRAIGHT BY EVERYONE IN EQUESTRIA THAT HE FUCKED, IT STILL WON’T APPROACH BEING ANYWHERE NEAR WHAT HE TRULY DESERVES!”

Tirek stared at the tiny draconequus as he seemingly ran out of steam. Tirek looked to Luna, who refused to look at either of them.

"I killed my sister, Discord," Luna whispered, Discord only gave her a tired look.

"I know... Dainn tried to use my magic to bring her back... he got a zombie instead," Discord muttered. "Sorry. AND EVEN THEN, THAT BASTARD STILL-"

"I apologize as well..." Luna turned to him.

"STILL....still..." Discord collapsed, kicking the bottle weakly. “Can we just get on with this story and burn it all to the ground? I can’t stand this world… Every minute I think it can’t get worse, Dainn ups it in depravity! You… you think it can’t get much worse, can you?”

“Well…” Tirek mused.

“I give you half an hour before you see something more sickening than the last thing,” Discord said. “OPTIMISTICALLY!”

[Five months ago...]

"Welcome to the final rounds for the 2nd annual Equestrian Whore Games! We have the returning Champion Whore herself, Spitfire!"

"Disgusting..." Tirek muttered as the large screen showed the black collar mare was being forcibly used by the pegasi around her.

"Stay focused." Pinkamena whispered, nuzzling him as she looked around. "Dainn usually has an orgy with the losers and has a one on one prize for the 'winner'. We can save the winner and the Princesses in one go."

"Have the stallions dropped off their packages?" Tirek made his way up 'King's Viewing Box', Pinkamena gently biting his ear in affection for show...

Or true affection, Tirek wasn’t sure. He pushed the thought away. It didn’t seem important.

"You worry too much, my king," she whispered to him, the seduction laced with every word nearly sent his head spinning.

Yup, affection.

"They know what they are doing." Pinkamena gave a soft sigh as she rolled her hips. "I did train them after all."

"Oh! Looks like the bitch Lightning Dust is trying to take the title Whore champion after last year's upset!" the announcer cried.

“This is wrong on every level,” Tirek muttered. He thought back on the last year, their group swelled from a rebel group to an army. They had hundreds in their group, enough that healers had been run ragged trying to figure out how to extract the black magic from their bodies. Twilight, crazy and broken as she was, had given them the means to extract magic without dragging him to everypony that arrived. The crystal gem she had unlocked a slew of ways to purify a pony of Dainn’s dark, twisted magic. Though he didn’t want to delve too deep into how it worked.

“We're coming up on the home stretch. Oh! That cunt Cloudchaser tripped up Lightning Dust, but, as the stupid cunt that she is, she tripped as well! And there goes the Whore Champ herself! She did it! She won! She is the top whore for the second year in a row!"

"Specialist Cloudchaser deserves rest after this embarrassment. Ensure she and...."

"Bicep?" Pinkamena giggled as Tirek as struggled to remember his name.

“Right. Ensure that they have time for themselves and rest. Two weeks leave in the Castle of the Two Sisters." Tirek ordered, Pinkamena giggling as she nuzzled his cheek.

"I will make sure it happens." Pinkamena said. “They deserve some time off after this.”

"Good. Our slave king is leaving." Tirek noted, watching as dozens of mares were dragged onto the field while Spitfire was taken to get cleaned up. "Lets go."

Luna's body hurt, she weakly open her eyes and saw a familiar golden pegasus. "Captain..."

"Princess Luna..." Spitfire coughed softly, "Still fighting."

"Yes. I see you are as well." Luna gave a weak laugh, her eyes trained on her sister who laid still. "The same can not be said of my sister. I see you won again."

"Its the only time I get any rest." Spitfire whisper, squeezing her eyes closed, trying to stop the tears.

Luna watched as the mare rolled up into a ball and began to cry, she looked away, unable to help

*Thud, thud*

Spitfire looked up towards the door, seeing it forced open and a large stallion walk through it with a naked mare being dragged behind him. "Quickly, free them!"

"Another trying to claim myself and my sister for themselves..." Luna said quietly.

"Nope!" A sort of cheerful voice answered, a very familiar one. Luna turned to mare in question with surprise.

"Miss Pie!" Luna blinked in surprise as the mare took out some lockpicks and began to work on her cuffs. "But-"

"I know. I was a red collar, but I got better." Pinkamena hummed as she quickly unlocked hers and jumped to worked on Spitfire's. "And Tirek is leading us to a new revolution!"

"What?!"

“Yeah, Tirek’s back, he’s helping us-”

“Tirek?! He's a monster! He did horrible things in the past, and-”

"Nuh uh! He’s a really nice guy once you get to know him!” Pinkamena said. “Besides…. it’s still nicer than this,” she said disgustedly.

She leaned in close to Luna, a quirky smile on her face. “I know there’s an old saying that goes ‘better the devil you know’... but this is just so awful that I’d be willing to try anything to end it.”

"Plus he is cute as a stallion." Pinkamena sighed as she looked at the unicorn stallion standing behind to her.

“You mean… that’s…” Luna said.

“Yup! Surprise!” Pinkie said.

“Princess Luna,” Tirek said, inclining his head slightly. There was little love lost between them, but if he disrespected her even further, she wouldn’t help them. “Though we may have been enemies, today we face something far worse. Dainn.”

“I don’t trust you,” Princess Luna said after a moment of silence.

“I know,” Tirek said.

“But you are correct. We share a common enemy today,” Luna said. A smile crept up her face. “And, to be honest… I want to give that smug, disgusting, rapist of a faunchild to die screaming, clutching the bloody ruins of his cock.”

Tirek, Pinkie, and Spitfire stared at her for a second.

“What? He deserves to suffer for what he’s done,” Luna said.

Nopony (or in this case, nobody) could argue with that.

Tirek gave a nod of approval before looking over her and Celestia, thoughts on how to approach a subject to them.

So he decided to be blunt about it, like he did with everything else.

"The ponies I saved want me to rule instead of your sister. I am inclined to agree with them." Tirek crossed his arms, Luna looked away at this.

"While I am wary of your rule... no, in fact I worry a great deal. Do you have any idea how to rule a country? Conquering land is easy, holding that land… is significantly less so. It’s not like the Badlands, the ponies revere you now, but try to strong arm them into submission and that army will rise up against you." Luna explained.

Tirek frowned, understanding this before looking to her in a new light. "Then you will help. You shall administer the order and rules of law, I will stand as a powerful figure head while you make sure everything works underneath the glamor."

Luna blinked in surprise at this, finding herself nodding to his dictation.

"Whatever." Spitfire growled as she rubbed her neck, free from the black collar. "Let’s get Celestia and get off this rock."

Pinkamena hopped down to the alicorn who giggled until Tirek stopped her. "She is a Fallen."

"Oh..." Pinkamena stopped, looking to Celestia as she looked up to her and gave a small giggle and latched onto her breast, suckling it like a child.

“Fallen?” Princess Luna asked.

“It’s… a long story and…” Pinkamena stared at Luna, tears in her eyes. “I can’t! No matter how many times, it never gets easier!”

"Take the mare and await the signal." Tirek order her, Pinkamena nodding to his order and gently helped the former Wonderbolt out.

Tirek closed the door, watching as Luna stood up while Celestia remained chained and kneeling, looking up at him happily.

"Cock?"

"Twilight Sparkle is dead." Tirek bluntly told the two. Luna looked stunned at the news, while Celestia only turned around and lifted her ass to him.

"Cock?"

"How?" Luna stared at him.

"I killed her. My General, you know her as Applejack, wanted her to be put down."

“WHY?!” Luna yelled, in fury and sorrow.

“Because, to be honest… she was already dead,” Tirek sighed. “She’d been reduced to roughly the mental level of a child. No drive, no soul, no mind, just wanting to be used as a toy… The same was done with your niece Cadance last week when we infiltrated the Crystal Kingdom."

"N-no!" Luna cried.

"What they did to others... willingly... was too much. Cadance bathed in pools of cum and tortured mares by submerging them in it, not including the scores of stockades she used on black collared mares for simply being black collared mares. Twilight was an act of mercy as she willingly became corrupted, but forcibly corrupted the young drake, Spike, into a lust crazed beast. Even if we let them live, they would been hunted by the dozens of ponies wishing to kill them." Tirek explained. “Though… I doubt they would have been able to live any sort of life after we overthrow Dainn.”

Luna cried, realizing two mares she grew to care about were dead, then suddenly realized what the implications meant.

“Damn Dainn to the lowest pit of Tartarus for this! And… damn us for not doing enough!” she cried.

Tirke watched as the mare broken down, slowly walking by her to Celestia.

"Cock?"

"Putting you out of your misery will bring a peace of mind to many." Tirek opened his mouth up, slowly draining the magic from the alicorn. Luna sniffed as she watched as Tirek drained her sister. His mouth filled with magic before he turned to her and expelled the magic to a stunned Luna.

Luna felt her sister's magic cover her, slowly she felt her wings strain against the binders before they shattered, muscles expanding and feathers growing at an incredible rate. Her sheared horn began to itch before a new one spiraled out, feeling magic once more flowing through her veins.

“If anyone deserves the magic that belonged to your sister,” Tirek said, “It’s you.”

"Thank you..." Luna whispered as she looked down to her sister. "Please...please leave us. I will do the deed..."

"You do not need-"

Luna however was insistent. "Leave. Now," she growled. Tirek fell silent, giving her a nod before he turned and left the room.

Luna looked down at her sister, at her vacant eyes, the expression on her face one of… sadness? Pity? Regret? Hatred? Anger?

It was impossible to tell which dominated her face.

“I’m sorry, big sister,” Luna said, lowering her horn to Celestia’s forehead.

“Where’d the stallion with the cock go?” Celestia asked.

“To a better place, Celestia,” Luna sighed. “To a better place.” She channeled her regained magic through her new horn, letting it flow into Celestia. Luna felt the powerful magic surround her sister's weakened heart and gently squeezed it, stopping her heart in mid pump.

Celestia fell over, limp.

Luna couldn’t open her eyes. Her sister, her only constant friend that had been with her for her immortal life, and now she was gone. No… not just gone. Everything about Celestia had been killed by Dainn, left as this hollow shell.

*BOOM!*

So that was what Tirek had been planning. Explosions rang out all over the stadium, shredding through hundreds of caribou… practically vaporizing them.

Good.

With that, Luna spread her wings, preparing to walk out the door and-

The door swung open, Dainn rushing in to grab his slaves. He stared in shock at seeing Luna free and whole once more and the vacant eyed corpse of Celestia. "What?! How!?"

Now, Dainn was many things. Many of which are best left unsaid. ‘Smart’ was not one of them. Neither was ‘Able to read a situation that didn’t involve sex.’ “Get back in your restraints, bitch, you’ll-”

“I don’t have time for this,” Luna snarled as she walked in a wide circle, her horn glowing with intent. "Begone from my sight! "

Luna roared as she let loose a burst of multicolored magic, catapulting him through the door.

He flew backwards, screaming, bracing himself to hit the wall behind him… only to find himself being continuously pushed through, smashing through the stones, his organs almost pulped.

And yet, he continued, flying across the stadium onto the stadium grounds, bouncing tail over teakettle, smashing aside all the 'obstacles' in his path, screaming in pain. Finally, at the other end, lying upside down in a crater in the stadium walls, miraculously alive, as he came to a stop.

“...Owww…” he whispered, then fell down, faceplanting into the ground. Whether by bad luck or by Luna’s interference, his dick landed right on a large, blunt rock.

He screamed in pain.

All around him, everything he’d worked for was coming down. His citizens lay in bloody heaps all over the stadium, holding loved ones and bleeding intensely from gaping wounds, crying and screaming like weak little mares. Much of the stadium was on fire.

He looked up to see a familiar centaur standing an exit, watching as Luna, his most prized slave, walk out with him, along with scores of mares and even a few stallions.

HOW DARE LUNA AND TIREK REDUCE HIM TO THIS?!

“THIS! IS NOT! OVER!” he yelled, one hand over the ruins of one of his eyes. "YOU WILL SUBMIT TO ME, AS IS MY RIGHT, YOU ALL BELONG TO ME!”

Dainn roared in anger as the stadium began to fall apart, trapping him inside.

All across the Cloudsdale, open warfare was waged against the scrambling caribou and brainwashed guards. Luna flapped above them all, showing her might by blasting anypony or any caribou foolish enough to go after her. Tirek laid waste to anything in his path as he watched his army grab black collared mares, stallions using the chaos of battle to kill caribou, and anypony he pointed out to be captured.

“WE! BELONG! TO! NO ONE!” Luna yelled, raising a fist in the air, and the females following her cheered, rising up to fight the intruders in their city.

By the end of the day, the fighting was stopped by the arrival of fresh troops, but the damage was done. While they kept the city, over a quarter of the population vanished, stallions and mares disappearing into the growing army.

There was a thought on the minds of every caribou male: NO! Why would stallions join them?! Couldn’t they see how much happier they were in this position?! Dainn in particular raged at himself as he tried to answer this question, unable to comprehend how stallions could feel that way for mares. Unable to believe that they threw away his magic instead of accepting it.

It was the first true battle that Dainn's supposed army claimed to win, but the amount of dead caribou said otherwise.

It was only the beginning...