Rainborg's POV
2 hours after the Fall of Cloudsdale

What Twilight did... what she became.... terrified me. The energy readings I got from her were of the charts, and that was when she was calm! I don't know whether or not she might turn on us, but I hope she doesn't. But that's enough about that. Something Rainbine said kept nagging me. A certain sentence involving 'Cyborg' and 'Army'. So, I decided to head to the medlab with a newly acquired prisoner.

The medical Servitor helped me restrain her long enough to give her a knockout pill. Then we got to work.

"Okay, hand me that foreleg....no, the other one. NO, the Robotic one! Alright, now let's begin with the nanotechnology upgrade..... ah shit, the nanobugs are tearing her apart! Give me some anti nanospray. Holy shit, we actually have some? Okay then. *sigh*, another failure. Bring in the next one. Maybe we can try Living Metal next." I muttered as the robot removed the now dead corpse from the operating table and tossed it into a airlock. Another Servitor brought in the next patient.

"So, let's check up on your condition. First, what's your name?" I asked as I pretended to check his temperature and other things.

"Um, Wind Raider. Why?" The Stallion asked, unsure of what was going on. I strapped him into the table, and activated the knockout gas. Lucky for me, I had managed to install a air filter in my lungs without killing myself. The last thing the poor guy heard was me saying, "Well, your Upgrade, of course! I always want to know my patient's name, in case they die!"

I got to work, removing most of the lower area. I removed the back legs, and got to work replacing them. I carefully placed the Living Metal tissue onto the stump where his leg had been, and watched with fascination as the metal latched onto the leg, sealing up the wound and forming into the shape of a hind leg. Quite soon it was finished. Life signs normal. I nodded to myself.

"Okay, so the Living Metal works for his legs. Good. Now, let's try something else. Firefly! Bring up the schematic for the Neural eye transplant I downloaded!" I said, and a blueprint of the machine I requested appeared in my eye. "Thanks." I quickly put the machine together, before carefully cutting out the poor guys eye, and quickly affixed the machine in the socket. Wires sprang to life, digging into his head and affixing itself. I quickly linked myself to the pain sensory system and lowered it. Vitals returned to normal.

"Servitor, bring me the earpiece." The massive machine brought it over, and handed it to me. I took it and placed it over his ear. The master crafted item quickly attached to his ear, and wires spread across it, covering it up entirely. I nodded to myself.

"Alright! Test Subject #41 is a success! Now then, let the mechanics do their work, and affix the Master Control Rod to me." I sat down on another table, and the Servitor walked over to me, carrying a earpiece similar to my own, except this one pulsed a dark red. The Servitor stared at me.

"Are you certain, Cydash?" It asked. I nodded. "Begin implantation. Lowering pain receptors to zero." It droned on, quickly removing my other ear and swapping it out with the new one. The whole time Firefly regulated the process, and when she finished, the new ear was in place.

"New ear mechanism installed. Beginning calibration process. Connecting Main Control Node to the Eye. New data regulated. Beginning activation. Code 224yRBCD. New ear transplant uploading internal upgrade node. Linked. Congratulations, the new implant has successfully integrated with your main control node. In order to use the internal upgrade machine, please deposit any form of metal, and what design you wish to use. Rainborg Corporation is not responsible for the death or destruction of pony life and/or property. Please use responsibly." Firefly droned through the various things I implanted into the control node.

"Yeah yeah, blah blah. Better report to Ahriman of my success with fully integrating a pony with new Cybernetics." I quickly activated my vox link. Ahriman was apparently busy, and wants to leave a message.

"Ahriman, this is Rainborg Cydash. My pony - cyborg integration project was a success. We can now begin the transplants at any time." I cut the link, and returned to the table.

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Ahriman's POV

"So, Discord, you've finally returned." I said as the Draconequus stepped out of the portal.

"Why yes, I have. So, now what? Some checkers? A good old game of Regicide?" He asked, the fame boards appearing in front of us.

"Sorry, but no. We have bigger fish to fry. Like removing Celestia." I told him. He nodded solemnly.

"I supposed it was only a matter of time. So, what do you want me to do?" He asked, all form of being funny flying out of him. Literally.

"I'm leaving Commander Fleet Blade in command for a bit. I will be leaving for a bit, along with Khârn, Zhufor, Khadeth, Midnight, Rainborg, a squad of her new Cyborg soldiers, and The entire First Company to fight in a Shadow War soon. Hopefully, we can defeat Celestia before then. If we do, then I can focus the entire Legion onto this. That's where you come in. If we leave, you are to place the universe in a time stop until we return. That way, nothing will have changed between the two times." I told him.

"So, what you're saying is, you want me to keep the entire universe frozen in time until you return. I suppose I could do that." He replied. I nodded.

"Then get ready." I marched down into the commons area. When I arrived, everybody was there, standing at attention. Khârn, Zhufor, Khadeth the Dreadnought, Midnight, Applejack, and Rainborg stood on the stage, as well as the leaders of each nation.

"Greetings, Warriors of the New Black Legion! I come bearing news. Soon, we will march upon Canterlot, and destroy them once and for all! But also, we have another threat. A friend of ours from another universe, named Darth Folteren, asks for our aid. He has a major amount of enemies, and wishes that we aid him in his war. A literal god has made it so that none will actually die, and I have made it so that not a single second has passed between then and the end. If we are in the middle of the siege of Canterlot when it happens, we will bring only the First Company. Are there any questions?" I asked. No one raised their hoof, claw, or other.

"Then prepare. The Siege of Canterlot begins tomorrow!" I cried, resulting in a cheer from the army.

Author's Notes:

Alright! You heard Ahriman! I will begin writing the last Chapter of the War of Equestria saga tomorrow, with the Great Lord Nopony! And his Displaced Warrior, Madara Uchiha!