From an unknown location, a dark figure had been waiting, watching, and biding her time for vengeance. She had been trapped for a thousand years with nothing but her mind to delve into. Originally it was nice, trapped in her greatest possession as she plotted her revenge and usurp of the Equestrian Throne. But overtime, it started to drive her mad as the solitude and lack of companionship took hold, but now? Now she could feel the magical seal breaking. With the seal breaking, there were cracks in the systems which allowed her to watch her future subjects and her wretched sister. For sometime she had been watching, observing, planning. She had been witnessing everything her sister had done and had been doing in recent years. She was also watching an rather interesting battle that had unfolded in her future castle.

"So, it would appear my niece is stronger than she looks," the dark figure hummed as she moved slightly, causing the magical chains surrounding her body to rattle. "Hmmm what is this?"

She watched as another dark figure -one that nearly ended everything prematurely- exploded in a flash of blood red light. She watched with a curious eye, assuming at first, he had died, but that was far from the truth. With his power severed, the assassin was being transported to his new prison. She thought that he was heading to her, but his trajectory indicated that he would miss location her by a long shot. He was probably headed for a star. Probably because her pathetic sister couldn't give her the pleasure of at least speaking to another, so she who will not be named would trap him in one of her precious stars. She bared her fangs as she ignited her horn, pushing past the pain as her bindings flared with magic, but their power was weak and her will was strong. She captured his essence as it passed, pulling on it with all her strength.

She had to speak with him.

In the dark void of her prison, the figure pulled the assassin into her cell. Stalker landed with a stumble as he was quick to catch his footing before he surveyed his surroundings. It was dark and he was unsure of where he was. "Well, well, well, what hath we have here?" a voice spoke from the dark void, making the Warframe go on the defense. "No need to fear us," she assured as she spoke in fluent Orokin.

"Show, yourself!" Stalker demanded.

There was a flash of blue light as her shadow was revealed to the fallen Tenno, taking him by surprise. Stalker spun, his tattered cloak and broken armor fluttering and shaking in the wind as he faced the threat. "Fret not, my little assassin for we have work for thee," she spoke as smooth as a foal’s bottom. "We will give thee a deal." She offered while if Stalker had eyes, he would have narrowed them skeptically at the offer. His last proposal had just ended on a very sour note and nearly ended his life. "We can tell that thou hath feelings against mine… sister's daughter. Whereas we hate thine sister. Join us and we will reward you with milk and honey!"

Stalker for his part, was still skeptical as he stared up at the silhouetted prisoner. She was clearly in no position to make propositions, trapped by chains and an unfamiliar, yet very strong power. "We can sense thine apprehension, become our king and you will have thine revenge!" He lowered his head and glanced to the side in thought. The power binding him to Hunhow and the Sentients had clearly been severed and left him vulnerable and alone yet again. But his hatred was strong and had been fueled by that wretched girl that had bested him, nearly killing him in the process. Lifting his head, Stalker gave her one, resolute nod.

His mistress bared her fangs with a malicious smile.

"Huzzah!" she cheered proudly. "But unless thee can break these wretched binds," she accentuated her point by pulling at her chains, forcing the ruins to glow and the metal to chatter. "We are trapped here for a year’s time. Do not fret though, for my stars have been aiding us. For now…" Her horn glowed as she activated her magic once more, fighting hard against the glowing runes of her binding chains. She concentrated hard before in a flash of blue light flashed above the Warframe while a curved weapon made of the finest Equestrian steel descended, coming to a hover before her new king. "A gift, to mine new King!"

Stalker stared at his reflection in the viciously hooked, razor sharp blade. Now resolute in his decision, he slowly lifted his right hand, wrapping his glove around the weapons metal shaft and support its full weight within his grasp. He swung it at first, testing the weapons balance before he got more intricate and started to swing at an invisible target. Yes, it would do nicely.

"A weapon fit… for a reaper…"