After being granted her chance to bargain with the Dalek Prime about Equestria’s future, the negotiation between the two representatives began, it was immediately halted, though, as Twilight and Medic were still in the Throne Room along with them. The Dalek Prime ordered for them to be taken away. Neither of them were vital to this discussion, and as such, would just be a hindrance. As a result, they were lead out of the chamber. And taken to another section of the Saucer, where they were left to themselves as the debate between Luna and...The Dalek Prime continued.

*Ten hours later*

Twilight sat on the floor, looking out the viewport/window, as she was unable to calm herself. Especially considering, how the Daleks had just said that they were willing to negotiate with Equestria, even though technically, they were the ones with all the fancy technology and intellect. Surely, they would have been able to crack Equestria right open like an egg…So, why wait?

Watching, as she looked out the viewport, she was unable to shake all of these thoughts from her head. Something wasn’t right.

‘’What do you think, Twilight?’’ Twilight, suddenly, heard a voice ask her. She turned her head, and looked back towards the speaker. Staring him right in the face.

‘’About what, Medic? The Daleks’ willing negotiating with Princess Luna?’’ She said. She stopped to think about it, bringing a hoof up to her chin. ‘’Yeahh. I don’t quite buy it, either.’’ Slowly, she shook her head from side to side.

‘’Is that really what you believe?’’ He asked, casting her a curious face. Her head turned back, casting him a serious glare.

‘’Medic…’’ She said. ‘’I have been told things, terrible things…and I have witnessed terrible things. Things nopony should ever have to bear witness to…’’ She scoffed, shaking her head faster. ‘’And against all odds I survived. But I didn’t survive due to superior intellect, tactical superiority, or even, because we had powerful death rays. No, I survived because I’ve learned by watching how you deal with them…But most importantly, I think, is that I stood close to you. I never abandoned you in cowardice, nor did I give you up save my own skin.’’ He gently nodded his head. Turning his head, and looking back out the viewport.

‘’But…’’ She immediately, and unexpectedly followed up with. He quickly turned his head, looking his eyes back towards her. ‘’Unfortunately, it seems like you’ve forgotten something about Luna’s situation and mine: I am with you, right here, right now…But she is all alone in there. Inside that chamber, with the Dalek Prime, itself…

And if there is one thing I’ve learned…Especially, when it comes to working with you, Medic: It’s that those not with you, they have no chance of escaping alive.’’ Said Twilight, sternly, as she looked back at him.

His expression changed, and his ears fell flat against his head, as he lowered it down. Looking it towards the floor.

Suddenly, though, as he continued to look, his frown turned into a stern gaze, that looked down towards the floor. Twilight, could clearly see that something had attracted his attention.

She trotted closer, towards him, with a look of worry.

‘’W-what is it, Medic?’’ Twilight asked, nervous.

His head looked down at the floor, moving it up and down, looking at the various marks. He moved down, putting his head against the floor, and putting his ear against it…

His eyes widened, and his pupils paled, as a worried grimace settled on his face, once again. Now, Twilight was more than worried.

‘’Medic? Is something wrong?’’ She asked, backing away from him, a little bit.

His pupils looked up towards her, but his head remained in place, where it was.

‘’I can hear a heartbeat...’’ He said, cold.

‘’A non-Dalek heartbeat.’’

*Thump-Thump* *Thump-Thump* *Thump-Thump* He did with his hoof, leaving a pause, and then repeating it again.

Aboard a lone starship, inside a chamber that had mechanical bipedal figures standing outside a large door. Inside the chamber, itself. Surrounded by various pieces of Dalek Technology, on the walls. In the center of the chamber, stood a single pod. It was made out of glass. Inside it, were various cables, and a lone breathing mask…

But the pod itself, was empty. Drained of fluid, and a glass door, was wide open.

An arm, extended itself forward. Grabbing a red robe off the wall, and pulled it closer.

Out of the darkness, a figure moved. A cloak covering it’s body, while fragments of it, trailed behind the figure, as it moved towards the window. It froze in place, looking it’s eyes out the viewport, staring off, into nothing but absolute darkness. Seeing planets, stars, and on rare occasions, a starship fly across the eternal darkness.

A door on the wall opened, moving upwards, and a figure entered inside the chamber. It’s base-less form, hovering through the air, across the chamber, as it approached the hooded figure.

The hooded figure turns, looking towards the newcomer. It’s eyes widen, as they fall upon the newcomer’s form. The first figure kneels down, in front of the second. Bowing it’s head down in respect for the newcomer.

‘’Elder.’’ It said, calmly. ‘’Is something wrong?’’ It asked. Not daring to raise it’s head up, or even look it’s eyes towards the newcomer.

‘’Hmmm.’’ The figure grumbled. Looking it’s eyes down towards the kneeling figure. It’s arms rested on the sides of it’s hovering form. ‘’Indeed there is.’’ Said the figure. Turning itself around, and looking itself towards the side. Staring straight towards the hooded figure. ‘’The enemy, himself, known as the Medic, has been brought onboard the Imperial Dalek Command Saucer.’’

‘’WHAT!?’’ It clutched the sides of it’s head with it’s arms.

The newcomer nodded it’s head back.

‘’Affirmative. That meddlesome fool has attempted to intervene with the Daleks’ plans to seize the legendary Hand of Omega from the Renegade Dalek Faction.’’ Replied the newcomer, nodding it’s head. ‘’He has been apprehended by the Dalek Prime, and was even brought to the Throne Room.’’ It raised an appendage, putting it against it’s chin. ‘’Though, one of the Equestrians was left behind with the Dalek Prime…to negotiate the Equestrians’ fortunate survival.’’

‘’Interesting…very interesting.’’ The hooded figure said, lowering it’s head up a little. ‘’The Dalek Prime, actually allowing someone to negotiate for their freedom? This must be an error.’’

The figure turned, looking back towards the Elder.

‘’Would there be anything else you wanted to tell me, Elder?

‘’No. But I do demand that you go investigate this further.’’ The Elder replied. ‘’This matter of the Medic’s capture, is far too intriguing to be cast aside. We must look into this matter, much closer.’’

The hooded figure bowed it’s head down. Closing it’s eyes.

‘’Affirmative, Elder. I will not allow this matter to go unchecked. You have my word.’’ It said.

In the background of their discussion, a soft, rhyme tic hum beat sounded.

*Back in the Throne Room* *Earlier*

The doors to the Throne Room swung open. And several Dalek Drones slid across the floor, as they flooded back into the chamber.

‘’Leave us!’’ The Dalek Prime instructed to the Drones. ‘’I and their leader, Princess Luna, will be left to discuss Equestria’s future!’’

‘’I/We obey!’’ The Drones chanted in unison. They rotated their Eyestalks back towards Twilight and the Medic, and started to lead them out of the chamber.

‘’Wait! Dalek Prime! Don’t-‘’

He was interrupted, however, by the sound of the doors of the chamber, closing shut behind him, and Twilight, as the Drones, and their superior, lead them away.

Luna turned back, looking towards the Prime in front of her. It stared, silently, back at her. Waiting.

‘’Then, Equestrian…!’’ The Prime said. ‘’Negotiate!’’ The Prime almost seemed to taunt her.

Luna’s blank expression changed into a look of a determined stare, as she looked back towards the Prime.

‘’Firstly, if I am to be able to debate my subjects survival, I am going to need to know what you intend to do, now that you have taken possession of the Hand of Omega.’’ Luna said.

‘’We Daleks have a responsibility to ensure that the Hand of Omega is returned to it’s proper resting place!’’ The Prime replied. ‘’The Hand is a powerful device, indeed! It is an object of unspeakable power! It can destroy or bring life!’’

Luna nodded her head in agreement.

‘’It is indeed all that. If used correctly, it can end decades of war, or supply one with a limitless power source to power an entire ship like this.’’

‘’You speak, as if you have dealt with it before!’’ Said the Prime.

A gentle silence came from the Dalek Prime. It’s Eyestalk, looked, silently, down towards her.

‘’Forgive me for asking, it is not my place…!’’ The Prime broke the silence between the two of them. ‘’But have we had interactions before!?’’ It asked.

At this, Luna cracked a confused eyebrow.

‘’What do you mean?’’ She asked. ‘’We’ve never meet…At least, I don’t think we have.’’ She raised a hoof up to her chin.

‘’It is just-…’’ Started the Prime. Luna lowered her hoof, and looked back up towards the tall Dalek dome. ‘’Your title, the Princess of the Night is seeming familiar to me…Like I have heard it’s name before!’’ The Prime said.

Softly, Luna shook her head.

‘’If we had remembered, I would have remembered it. Definitely.’’

‘’Possibly…!’’

Suddenly, the Dalek Prime’s Eyestalk dropped. Hanging down. The light in the lens died down, and the Eyestalk hung down.

‘’Eh, Dalek Prime?’’ Luna asked it. But it didn’t respond.

She gentle tapped her hoof against the Prime. Hearing a metallic *Clank* But still, it didn’t move, or make a sound…or do anything much, really.

She turned her head, looking it around the Throne Room. The walls, and the strange visible parts of technology on it.

‘’You don’t mind if I take a look around?’’ She asked, but the Dalek Prime remained, just as still, in it’s place. ‘’Hm. Good, then.’’ She turned away from the Prime, and started to trot around the chamber. ‘’It’s not every day you become the guest onboard another race’s vessel.’’ She said, enthusiastic. Taking in all the various things inside it.

Meanwhile, the Dalek Prime was left inert and motionless, although, down in the steel compartment underneath the dome, an organic form, gently, moved itself around, inside a glass casing.

‘Hm…’ It grumbled to itself, as it began to think. Questions piling on top of each other, as it was unable to find answers to the questions that were being brought up. Who was this Princess of the Night? Why did she look so familiar? Why couldn’t she remember where they had meet? Who was she?

*Five minutes later*

Wandering away from the Dalek Prime, and instead trotted around the giant form of the Prime to reach the back.

After a few minutes of wandering around the same place, within the chamber, Luna finally started to get bored of just exploring this one section.

She hoped that the Prime would have something else within this Throne Room…Maybe a personal room, where it would not be disturbed by it’s subordinates.

Even though the room was well illuminated, that was proving to be a rather big dis-advantage now. Everywhere on the walls, there were bright lights, and various Dalek-operate able-controls. Some in the form of strange levers, and some as just strange half-spheres on the wall, with the full half facing out towards anyone to operate it.

There was also a gentle beat of that familiar sound that sounded, when in the proximity to Dalek technology.

Her eyes scanned the wall, looking for any indication of a switch that she could use. So far there was nothing that indicated that such a switch was there.

‘Wait a minute. Why would there be control panels like this, if the Prime is confined to that big…thing?’ She asked. ‘Of course, it could be meant for other operators. Some of them might come into the Throne Room in times of dire need, and it becomes a Control Room.’ She shrugged her shoulders, not knowing what the answer was. ‘Well, it makes sense.’ She said to herself.

She looked towards the control globes for a few seconds. Considering whether it was correct or not.

She raised her hoof. Looking her eyes down towards it.

‘’Oh well, here goes nothing.’’ She said. She gently raised her hoof, moving it up, and pointing it towards the globe.

Her whole body tensed, as she suddenly felt a surge go through her…But still, she did not remove her hoof away from the globe.

Her eyes were closed, and her mind focusing on only one thing: Operating whatever this switch controlled.

‘Come on! Open!’ Her mind screamed, as the surge that had first occurred, started going through her entire body, once again, but this time, with much more intensity.

‘Come onnn! OPEN!’

*Click* *Whoosh*

With a pull towards her, her hoof slipped off the globe. She fell backwards, falling down onto the floor.

‘’Ohh.’’ She groaned in pain, as she brought her hoof back up to her head. Her hoof touched against the side of her head, as she stood herself back up on her hooves, once again.

Her eyes looked back up/out in front of her. In place of a wall filled with all manners of strange Dalek technology, was now a darkened corridor – Slowly, the corridor was illuminated, as lights switched themselves on. Illuminating the rest of the tunnel.

‘Hm. Where does this lead, I wonder.’ She thought to herself. ‘While the Dalek Prime is…I don’t know what it’s doing. Taking a nap? I can explore a little bit of the ship…Hopefully, where there are no Daleks.’

With a gentle clopping of her hooves, she started to trot down the corridor. The wall-door, closing itself behind her.

‘Aw, well. I can always teleport back if I need to go back in a hurry.’

Without any other delays, she turned her head, looking her eyes back down the corridor towards the other end. She stepped forward, trotting, gently, down along it.

*Fifteen minutes later*

Taking another turn at another corner, and continuing to follow the corridor. Her eyes, suddenly, spotted something at the other end of the tunnel. A large steel surface of sorts.

It was a door.

She approached the door, expecting to have to use another one of those switches in order to open it, again. But fortunately, there was no such thing. Instead, the door swung into the side, into the wall. Granting her access to the room inside…

However, she almost yelped in fear, as she trotted out of the corridor and into a much larger, sudden space. Which wouldn’t have been so bad, if it hadn’t been for all the darkness that greeted her upon entering inside the room.

With time, lights, automatically, started to switch themselves on. Allowing her to see her surroundings. The rhythm that had been drilled into her head when she was in the Dalek’s Prime’s Throne Room, started to sound.

Once the entire room was no longer darkened, she smiled, relieved that she wouldn’t need an illumination spell to see.

She trotted forward. Seemingly ready to investigate her every single crook and cranny of the Dalek Saucer.

All around the room, there were strange shapes. Blinking lights, and all sorts of devices making random noises.

There were several doorways that lead to other, separate rooms…So, of course, she began exploring each and every one of them. Beside the doorways were signs, but the only thing that was on them, were these strange symbols that she couldn’t understand. She ignored them, for now, and trotted inside the doorframe. The door, like all the others, swung open, and she entered inside it.

The first room she explored, was nothing but a bare room with nothing in it…except for a small raised platform, where the floor, went up at an angle.

The second room she came to, looked like a strange office room. There was a desk at the end of the room, but not much behind it. Up on the wall, behind the desk, there was a strange window that looked out into space. The desk itself did not have very much detail in it. There was, however, several buttons near the middle section, there was a strange contraption that seemed to contain some sort of fluid, and a strange gooey substance that moved up and down inside it’s class casing, there was a strange, angled screen, and finally, there was a strange circular shape on the front.

The third room, had another table. Except this one, was much wider, larger. There was a strange blue surface, with lines moving across it. Luna didn’t need an expert to figure out that this was a War Room.

The fourth room she came to, was just a room with, once again, not very much in it. It mostly contained another one of those bases/ raised platforms. However, unlike the first one she had come to, this one was much more detailed: With recognizable Dalek bumps on it’s sides going around it, several cables that were linked up to it.

The fifth, and final room she came to, had another desk at the end of it, but unlike the first one, the office-looking one, this one was part of the wall. There was an arch, so only once Dalek could approach it…And the screen was massive.

This last room, though, confused Luna, as she found it a little strange that there were two office rooms. Wouldn’t one be enough?

*Whoosh*

Letting out a soft yelp, as she heard the sound the door open, she, quickly, ducked inside the room with the large screen…thing. She made sure that who, or whatever had arrived didn’t see her...At least, not until she knew whether they were friendly or not.

The new arrival entered inside the room. Looking it’s eye around the room. But there was no indication of another presence there.

The door opened. Into the chamber, a large shape entered. It approached the desk.

Luna crossed her eyes, narrowing them, as she glanced back towards the newcomer. It wasn’t difficult to see who, or what it was.

A Dalek.

The Dalek, however, was very different from all the other Daleks they had meet so far. This particular ones’ dome was spherical. Completely round in shape. It had four dome lights, instead of just two, and it’s Eyestalk was a little lower than the usual Daleks’. It was covered from head to hoof in a gold-bronze color, with dark-golden-bronze Dalek Bumps…But aside from those few minor changes, it had all the same characteristics of the other, standard Daleks.

The new Dalek arrival approached the standard Dalek Control globe, and attached it’s Manipulator arm appendage to the half-sphere.

The screen started to glow. Displaying several waves that moved down across the screen.

*BRAIN RECEIVING* text on the screen, read.

‘’’Brain receiving’’? What in the heck does that mean?’ She asked herself, as she watched, silently, from the shadows. ‘What is this place? It’s freaky as all Tartarus.’

The Dalek dis-connected itself from the Control Interface. Backing away, a little from it.

It raised it’s Eyestalk, and looked up towards the screen.

The strange device beeped and bleeped. Several lights on it’s form, started to glow. Blinking on and off…

Once again, text started to become visible on the screen.

*SECONDARY OBJECTIVE - STATUS – COMPROMISED

POTENTIAL THREAT – THE HANDS’ SECURITY IS COMPROMISED. EQUESTRIAN RACE CANNOT BE TRUSTED TO PROTECT THE HANDS’ SECRECY.

RECOMMENDATION: IMMEDIATE ELIMINATION OF THE ENTIRE EQUESTRIAN RACE* the text, once again, read, as it flashed on the screen in bright yellow colors.

Luna’s eyes widened, and her pupils shrunk. And she clung to the wall, slowing her breathing, as she kept her eyes plastered towards the Dalek.

Suddenly, she wasn’t feeling so safe anymore.

The Dalek was silent, as it’s Eyestalk looked up towards the screen. The Eyestalk lowered itself down. Looking instead downwards.

‘’I…obey.’’ The Dalek said.

It rotated it’s Eyestalk back, but stopped half-way. Keeping it fixed in place, as it looked. Eventually, though, it rotated the Eyestalk all the way. Followed, thereafter, by the Daleks’ body. It’s body faced the entrance, and it started to glide down towards it.

The door swung in to the side, and the Dalek vanished out through it.

Behind it, the door closed. Leaving Luna all alone in the darkness of the room.

‘’Whoa. This is not good.’’ She said to herself. ‘’I must alert Twilight and the Medic of what is happening. The Daleks may be telling the truth when they say that they intend to bring the Hand of Omega back to it’s resting place…But I don’t think they care about WHERE they hide it.

And with what happened in Canterlot, all of Equestria will be wanting to know what, and why, the battle happened. Everyone on the planet will know of the Hands’ existence, and that means that the negotiation is-‘’ her pupils shrunk, and her eyes paled.

‘’Useless.’’ She said, terrified. ‘’Which means that the only reason the Dalek Prime allowed it to happen, was because it would isolate me from Twilight and the Medic.’’

*Gulp*

She turned, and started galloped back towards the door.

‘’I’ve got to warn the others of the Daleks’ plans. Least, I want all of Equestria to be destroyed.’’

‘But if they’re planning on destroying Equestria, why haven’t they done it already?’ She thought. ‘’It could be that they are waiting for the opportune moment to strike. Their ship, as with the other Daleks, might be still be restoring itself. There is no way that they can possible hope to destroy Equestria in their current state.’

Then, an insane idea popped into her head. Her body tensed. Even at the very thought that the Daleks would try to do something like that.

‘No. They cannot possible be thinking of-’

*Whoosh*

The door swung open. But what greeted her on the other side, behind it, did not please her.

Several weapons were aimed directly at her. A large crowd of probably ten individuals, stood, facing her.

Out from the crowd, a golden-domed Dalek approached her. It’s Eyestalk, was looked back in her direction.

‘’You have been gone for quite some time, now, your Highness.’’ The Dalek said. ‘’The Dalek Prime wishes for you to re-join her in the Throne Room, immediately.’’

Luna looked her pupils towards the other Daleks in the room. But they merely adjusted their Gunsticks, aiming them towards her.

She smiled, coyly, and leaned herself down a little. Building up a powerful surge of magical energy. An aura started to envelop itself around her horn. She poured a good chunk of her energy into performing a teleportation spell…

But before the chance was presented to her. The ‘’Golden’’ Dalek fired a beam from it’s Gunstick towards her.

When it hit her body, her body was consumed in a bright light, just like anyone else hit by the Daleks’ death rays. But unlike earlier victims, she didn’t scream out in pain. She just fell down on the floor. Her eyes closed, and her conscious slipped away.

The last thing she heard, being the voice of the Dalek saying ‘’Bring her to the Throne Room.’’

And then…Nothing.

The last she heard, being the words ‘’Contact the Sub-Prime. He must be informed of this.’’

*Back in the chamber*

The doors to the chamber swung open. The Medic turned to face the doors. But instead of just opened doors, there was instead, several Daleks Drones, also in the company of a red and gold domed Daleks.

‘’You will follow.’’ The red Dalek instructed.

‘’Quite a colorful bunch, aren’t they?’’ Twilight commented. He gently nodded, while wearing a confused grimace upon his face.

‘’Indeed.’’ He replied.

‘’Obey my orders.’’ The Dalek shouted, impatiently. ‘’You will follow.’’ It said, again. But this time, Twilight doubted that it would show them leniency.

‘’All right then.’’ Replied the Medic.

He trotted forward. Approaching the group of Daleks. Following after them, as they lead him, and Twilight, away.

**Sometime later**

As consciousness, was once again restored to Luna’s mind, she awoke with a loud gasp for breath.

In the middle of her coughing, she heard the familiar soft, thrumming sound.

She looked around the room. Trying to catch a glimpse of her Dalek captors.

‘’So…! It would seem that we were correct in our assessment of you!’’ A figure spoke from the surrounding darkness. ‘’You are a threat to us!’’

Luna tried to move her hooves, but found that they were bound – And bound firmly. She started struggling to free herself from the metallic binds. However, nothing she seemed to do, allowed her to free herself from the binds.

‘’Now, you will answer my question, and you will answer truthfully!’’ The Dalek Prime’s voice spoke. But Luna merely continued to struggle to free herself. This did not seem to deter the Prime.

‘’Who are you!? State your name!’’

Luna stopped struggling upon hearing this. She turned herself around, and cast a confused look back towards the Prime.

‘’Y-you really don’t know?’’ She asked them, confused.

‘’Answer! Answer the question!’’ The Prime shouted enraged towards her.

She crossed her eyes, and put on a stern glare, as she looked back towards the Prime’s eyestalk lens light.

‘’I…’’ She started. ‘’My name, is Princess Luna, the Princess of the Night. Ruler, and Guardian of the planet of Equestria, and all it’s creatures. First of my name, after my sister, Princess Celestia.’’ She spoke triumphantly back towards the Daleks.

Throughout the surrounding the darkness, the sound of Daleks backing away from her could be heard. She looked out in front of her. Casting confused glances out towards the darkness, and all the Dalek Eyestalk lenses staring towards her.

‘’Then it is true! The Nightmare lives!’’ The Dalek Prime started shouting, panic-struck. ‘’Exterminate her! Exterminate! Exterminate!’’ It shouted, ordering to all the Daleks in the chamber.

The eyestalk lenses turned, looking themselves towards the lone blue Alicorn.

‘’Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate the Nightmare!’’ A barrage of Dalek voices shouted towards her.