In all his years of being a pompous royal duke, Blueblood had never felt more useless in all his years as a noble. In less than two days, the prince lost everything, from his wife’s love and loyalty to the security of his allies and now he lost the trust of the God he betrayed everyone for. Now, Here he sat in his chambers as he did a few nights ago sulking as he took note that changeling spies now watched his every move. It's as if that night was replaying all over again.

On his way to his chambers, the Prince couldn't help but replay the last conversation he had with Black hole before he ended up here. Shining Armor was right. He thought to himself, thankful that he no longer shared a mental capacity with the Being he was slowly developing a dislike for. Even though Blackhole Heart had never explicitly stated that he was now an enemy, the Changelings that surrounded his chambers were definitely giving him that impression. All he could do now for the moment was contemplate his actions, while sipping on his favorite beverage.

“How could I have been so foolish.” Blueblood facehooved himself, moving slowly from the bed in which he laid to take a sip of wine he had on the oak table in his chambers, ignoring the empty bottle and moving towards a new vessel. “Letting a complete demon manipulate me,” He paused, taking a heavy swig from the bottle, before continuing. “Now look at me.” He shivered before moving towards the golden mirror in his large furnished apartment.

Slowly he stepped into his own line of sight, taking a hold of his reflection, as he flexed his wings looking at himself in dismay. “You could've been an alicorn right by their sides.” He scolded at his reflection, allowing his wings to drop at his sides. “If only my pathetic aunt had granted me this power a long time ago none of this would happen.” He shook his head in dismay.

“Oh but it would…” His own voice spoke back to him, only the words uttered didn't come from his mouth. Taking a few glances around the room to ensure no one was in his room, he shrugged it off.

“It would appear that I've had a little bit too much to drink.” Blue blood, muttered, bringing the bottle to his mouth once more, before turning from the mirror to head back into bed.

“The sisters had a right to deny you power.” The voice spoke again, this time causing him to stop in his tracks as this came from a female, with eyes wide open. “You have it now and even then you are suppressed.”

“Who's there?!” He quickly uttered, fearing that Blackhole Heart had entered his chambers without his knowledge. “B-blackhole-I didn't mean to offend-?”

“-No,” The voice ventured again, pausing as if giving him time to adjust. “I am not Blackhole Heart.”

“Who are you then?”

“I am creation.” The voice responded nonchalantly, causing a bright light to shine from the mirror his back was turned to, forcing him to turn to the mirror all the while shielding his eyes from the brightness.

“Gaze upon my radiance young one.” The mare in the reflection spoke in a strong authoritative voice, causing him to shiver. “I haven't much time with you or on this plain.”

Reluctantly, the Prince did as was commanded, eventually coming face to face with a burning white orb situated in the center of the large mirror. “Wh-what are you? What do you want?”

“Do not question who I am when you have committed such a great crime.” She stated smoothly, yet sternly. “You have done something incredibly foolish and for that you have doomed everything I have created as well as my son and daughter.”

“I d-don't understand.” The alicorn stuttered as he took a step back. “Who is your son-?”

“Be silent.” She uttered, causing the light to shine brighter for a second before continuing. “For thousands of years I have laid silent and patient, watching all the events of my universe.” She spoke, ignoring his questions. “Never would I have imagined that my own children would have done such harm to me.”

“I don't understand…” Blueblood furrowed his brows in deep confusion trying his best to decipher what she was talking about, but to no avail. “Who are you talking about?”

“I gave birth to life and death and now death threatens life because life neglected and imprisoned him years ago.” She subtly explained, careful not to reveal anything. “Because of hatred, Death has broken his seals and has returned with vengeance and I can only watch in fear as I cannot take sides. As their mother I must remain neutral.”

“Goddess Edenia?” Blueblood whispered in shock as he bowed instantly to the mirror, finally realizing who the being was and what she was talking about. “I now know what you infer.”

“Arise Blueblood,” She spoke softly. “You must be my messenger to the Mother of Time as only she can truly end Death’s tyranny...peacefully.”

“But I can't…” Blueblood shook his head in fear. “I'm a traitor-”

“You must then redeem yourself child.” She cut him off. “My son has been the reason for every evil act in this world. My daughter is trapped in the Dream Realm and I can do nothing to aid any of them. You must rise up like a champion and lend your aid to her cause... She will understand.”

“I'll try…” He sighed. “But if death catches me he will take me, remember he has a lot of allies in this place.”

“There is but one queen here who was robbed of her life by my son,” She spoke up again. “Her intentions are aligned with yours even though she does not show it..”

“Very well. But what do I do-”

“The Mother of Time will come for her children with the aid of Day and Night, the Fury of Love and Light and the Reformed Shadow.” Edenia spoke again. “It is this time that you should prove yourself as an ally and join her cause. When you do, give her the amulet around your neck. I will then communicate with her.”

“But how are you not able to just talk to her like you did me?”

“Because...she is a fellow Goddess now and I cannot breach her magic.” She explained. “She has reached magic that my son and daughter have yet and now she has created her own.” The Goddess sighed before continuing. “Now you will awaken to find an ally in your chambers, say nothing of this encounter to her until the time is right.”

“Very well.” Blueblood conceded.

“Now go....” The Goddess echoed, prompting the stallion to be pulled from his slumber to the waking world.
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“How regal,” Chrysalis drawled in sarcasm as she materialized from the shadow, waltzing over to whisk the bottle from the stallion with her own green magic as he raised from the floor from his supernatural encounter.

“I see I'm no longer granted privacy in my own Chambers.” He sneered, shaking his head and rolling his eyes before grabbing the half finished bottle back from the intruder.

“Not with a stunt like that,” The queen licked the remnants of the wine from her lips. “Have you forgotten where your loyalty truly lies?” She questioned as she eyed him drinking the contents.

The prince only chuckled at the queen before flopping down on the ground with a dazed look on his face. “Loyalty.” He giggled a bit before bursting into full laughter.

“I see you're drunk.” Chrysalis shook her head before turning to leave, only for the Prince to quiet down. “I shall return when you have regain your mind and...composure.”

“I am not drunk.” Blueblood sighed. “The reality is that I swore my loyalty to Blackhole Heart and this is how he repays me...by locking me up in the palace I was raised in.”

“You overstepped your boundaries.” Chrysalis shot back, narrowing her eyes. “You took an oath to see through to the end of this cause and you went back on your words-”

“-How could I sit idly by and watch my wife get executed!” Blueblood cut her off, as he sprang from the ground. “Have you no heart?!”

“No.” Chrysalis hissed. “And I have Celestia and your ancestral Grandmother to thank for that.” She growled the last bit through gritted teeth. “I watched Celestia take everything from me and ultimately took my life. Blackhole Heart saved me…”

“Because he wanted to use you-”

“-Watch your tongue.” Chrysalis spat, silencing him momentarily with a warning hoof. “You do not know of what you speak. My own sister turned on me in my time of needs. He was the only family I had until...”

“Until?” The stallion raised an eyebrow in question, coaxing her to go further.

“Until I realised I had you.” She confessed, bowing her head in shame. Her confession shocking the stallion momentarily.

“What?” Blueblood muttered momentarily, his mouth hanging slightly agape.

“You heard me.” The queen’s voice cracked. “I realized that we are related not only by blood but also by our place in all of this mess.”

“Sadly.” Blueblood muttered, shaking his head before looking back at her. “We are but pawns in the this Chrysalis.”

“Yes.” She responded, flopping down on the ground to her haunches in a slouch. “But what are we to do? We can't turn our backs like Cypress did.”

“But we can't continue pledging allegiance to him either.” Blueblood muttered, walking over towards his wine cellar once more.

“Are you mad?!” Chrysalis raised a questioning eyebrow. “He has already threatened my life-”

“-So has he done with my family.” Blueblood countered as he made his way back towards the queen. “I cannot continue being his pawn and neither should you.”

“You don't understand.” Chrysalis bowed her head, hiding the tears that threatened to fall.

“Then allow me to.” The prince replied softly as he came to sit beside her. “Why can't you forsake him?”

“Because it was his black magic that resurrected me into this monster.” Chrysalis whimpered, daring to meet the prince’s eyes. It was then that Blueblood realized that she was actually crying.

“Chrysalis....” He whispered, setting aside the wine and drinking cups to comfort the sorrowful queen. “I didn't know…”

“You think I enjoy being a monster?” She whispered, turning her face away from him. “You think I enjoy being a pawn? I mean I do hate Celestia for what she did to me, but…”

“But what?” Blueblood ventured, attempting to offer a tired wing to the weeping queen.

“But this was not her fault,” She turned to look into the Prince’s eyes, only for him to stare at set of grayish fuchsia eyes staring back at him. Immediately he could feel the the years of pain and agony that this poor mare had been through. It was in this moment that the Prince pulled her in a soothing embrace, allowing her to belt out all the years of pent up tears. As for Chrysalis, all these years of being a steel faced villain queen left her scarred, scared and alone, with no one to but her own slaves around her to offer the little love they could. This gesture from her long removed relative ignited something within her that had been stolen from her centuries ago when she died...Love. The queen sobbed in the embrace, enjoying the feeling of being cared for and being listened to.

“It's ok.” Blueblood whispered in soft cooes as he too was new to showing affections like these, even though he was married. “It will be ok hopefully.”

“But it'll only get worse.” She shook her head as she parted, her fuchsia eyes still filled with tears. “Every bad thing that has ever happened on Equus is because of Blackhole Heart’s meddling and I know he'll only continue.”

“What?” Blueblood asked dumbfounded. “You can't mean that he is behind every single villainous act-”

“-Yes.” Chrysalis nodded as she wiped her tears. “It was he that corrupted Celestia into turning on me, It was he that wiped out the alicorn race with the alicorn curse, It was he that turned Luna into Nightmare Moon, It was he that introduced Tirek to dark magic and influenced him, It was he that caused my demise and turned me into this monster! It was he that created Sombra-”

“-Slow down Chrysalis.” Blueblood cut her off as the information she fed slowly digested. “How do you know this is true and if that's so why did you still follow him after all that?”

“Because of the hate that dwelled in my heart.” She confessed, as she stared into his eyes. “As for how I know all of this...He told me himself.”

“Chrysalis we cannot stand with him anymore.” Blueblood looked her in the eyes with a serious tone in his voice. “We have to leave while we still can.”

“I can help you escape,” She dried her face, standing to her hooves. “But I can't come with you...If I do I'll die.”

“If you stay you will be regarded as a traitor.” Blueblood scolded. “The fate will be the same nonetheless.”

“I-I can't...I've wanted to rest for a long time.” She sighed, fluttering her wings, only for them to fall off like leaves from a withering tree.

“Your wings!” Blueblood gasped, crouching to touch the tattered flesh.

“It would appear that my wish for conclusion is finally coming through.” Chrysalis sighed once more, glancing down at her wings on the ground. “I'm falling apart.”

“I don't think that's the case,” Blueblood shook his head as he began observing her form, before a new thought struck him. “YOU'RE MOLTING!”

“That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard.” Chrysalis narrowed her eyes in agitation at his ridiculous suggestion. “Changelings do not molt, we are not like other creatures.”

“Then how do you explain the tuft of fur poking out from where your wings were?” Blueblood facehooved himself, before pulling the mare to the mirror. “Look for yourself.”

Pulling the reluctant mare to the mirror that had moments ago spoken to him, the Queen and Prince could see their reflections staring back at them. Chrysalis couldn't help but gawk at her eye color and most notably the tuft of light opalish grey fur sticking out from where her wings were.

“How is this possible…” Chrysalis whispered in utter shock, looking at her body before then looking at the prince.

“I have no idea Chrysalis.” Blueblood answered honestly, looking at her body. “But I suspect that Twilight would know.”

“I suppose...A few years ago more than half of my Subjects split from the main hive,” Chrysalis began as she reached out to touch the mirror. “I have received word from my spies today that they had joined Twilight’s court and had somehow broken the curse and had become another species all together…”

“Could this mean that you're breaking the curse now?” Blueblood asked with a level of hope in his voice, looking at her body.

“I don't know…” She replied, looking down. “The other Changelings were not ponies, they only had the DNA of ponies which came from me when I died in that swamp, which means they would have broken the curse easier than I have.”

“I'm confused,” Blueblood rubbed his temples, flopping down before the mirror.

“I was a Unicorn before I died, Blueblood,” She spoke, tearing her eyes from her reflection that she now stared at. “When I died, Blackhole resurrected me and for that my soul is bound to him...I am his forever.”

“Not for long,” Blueblood replied with a determined stare, “Where going to set you free, but I need you to help me...promise you'll be my ally.”

“I'm afraid…” Chrysalis shivered, “But I have no choice but to.”

“Good,” Blueblood walked over beside her to offer support. “Can you Still use your magic?”

“Yes…” She answered lighting her horn but instead of her normal swampy green aura to appear, a soft blue-green aura shone throughout the chamber. “But it's not the same.” She gasped in shock. “It's somehow tainted…”

“I can see that.” Blueblood whispered with widened eyes. “It would appear that you opening up to me is changing you. We have to keep all of this a secret,” Blueblood warned in a serious tone. “Faust knows what Blackhole would do to us if he found out.”

“He would destroy us…” She whispered, “But not only that...If my subjects realize that I'm changing, then they'll turn on me…”

“What?”

“Remember we are all products of Blackhole’s magic,” She explained, sitting to her haunches. “Unless the curse is broken then we belong to him. If I begin changing without them then they'll notice something is wrong with me.”

“Not for long…” Blueblood muttered in response, remembering what the Goddess had just told him. “We need only play along with his games and keep him fooled about where our allegiance lies.”

“He's a God, Blueblood,” Chrysalis countered as she raised from her haunches. “That's a hard task.”

“Not if you continuing using your Changeling form.” Blueblood replied, following her. “You are a mistress of disguise.”

“I am…” She giggled, looking back at him. “But for how long do I have to pretend?”

“Not for much longer,” He replied, walking out unto his balcony. “The mother of time is coming for her children and when she comes we must be on her side.”
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Meanwhile.

“You won't get away with whatever you're planning,” Flurry Heart spat at her captor, who only chuckled as he looked down upon her from his stolen throne. “And how dare you sit upon my Aunt's throne as if you were her equal.”

“Such fire.” He chuckled some more, at her glare towards him. “You truly are my descendant.”

“I am nothing like you.” She glared back at him, shaking against her bonds. “You're a monster!”

“Oh but every monster starts out somewhere.” He grinned at her, making her severely uncomfortable. “And I'm this way because of how my sister treated me, not that I regret it.”

“Then why don't you work it out with her.” Flurry rolled her eyes at his laughter. “Isn't that what siblings do?”

“Oh I tried.” Blackhole rose from his throne a slick smile on his face, waltzing towards the princess with his wings outstretched. “But for centuries my cries fell upon deaf ears.” He shrugged, stopping a few feet from her. “My own sister took away everything I loved...She turned Aurora’s mind against me and kept me from our children.”

“That's not how I heard the story,” Flurry replied, her anger subsiding. “I heard you that you grew angry that Aurora created immortality.”

“History only takes the side of the victor,” He shrugged again. “But I can assure you that Aurora’s gift of immortality to the mortals was just a fraction of my problems.”

“Wait…” Flurry cocked her head. “You speak as if Aurora was your…”

“She was my lover,” He sighed, remembering the happy times he had with the Goddess. “She was the most beautiful mare on Equus and I had yet to see a mare rival her beauty until the Mother of Time...Twilight Aurora Sparkle.”

“Aunt Twilight?” Flurry gasped. “Mother of Time? What?”

“Yes.” Blackhole drew on a more serious face. “Twilight Sparkle is like a reincarnation of that mare I once loved…Queen Aurora thwarted my plans years ago and I believe your wretched Aunt has the power to do so again.”

“Then why can't you change then? You can reach out to her and beg her pardon.” Flurry blurted out in an attempt to reach out to him. “Surely you are acting this way because of your hurt-”

“-Out of the question.” He cut her off stomping his hoof. “I am done with this world,” He scoffed, turning around to head back to his throne. “A God yields to no one.”

“Then what happens when my aunt doesn't yield to you?” Flurry countered, forcing him to stop in his tracks. “The fact that you hold her children captive leaves no doubt that she will come for blood.”

“Oh I know.” Blackhole laughed even louder, his cackling echoing throughout the castle. “But I'll be ready for her when she does.”

“Oh but you won't be.” The princess laughed boldly at the God. “You know not what power you challenge.”

“She's my descendant,” Blackhole chuckled as he sat upon his throne once more. “She will regret the day that she dueled the master and besides she carries the final piece of my collection to the new world. I will not hesitate to end her.”

“What?” Flurry narrowed her eyes at him. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh little Flurry Heart,” He rolled his eyes at her. “Your aunt is more than what she lets on. She has unlocked magic far beyond what a mortal unicorn could ever dream. Her expansive research of magic however came with a surprising price...one that I never realised until I came back to my body.”

“What are you talking about?!” Flurry asked again a little agitated that the God was not telling her everything.

“She's a full blown Goddess. One that assumes she's my equal.” Blackhole spat the words as if they were venomous to his tongue. “She is the Goddess of Magic and for a while I thought my sister had something to do with her power but I was wrong. She does more than you think. She has gifted her entourage of friends with powers to rival any God. She has built an army of alicorns who hide their forms, waiting for the right time to strike. She and she alone controls this world from Ponies, Griffins, hipogriffs to Kirin's, she has a hold on everything. She claims the title as Goddess! How dare she reach for such power.”

“This still doesn't explain what you plan to take from her.” Flurry spat, ignoring his words against her aunt. “As far as I see she has done nothing wrong than enlighten the world.”

“THERE SHOULD ONLY BE ONE GOD!!” He stomped his hoof in anger at her. “How dare you tell me she did nothing wrong when she commits the very sin Aurora did centuries ago. This is why when she comes I will rip that foal from her womb and destroy this entire world.”

“What use will a dead foal have to you…” Shining interrupted the conversation having heard the entire conversation from where he laid on the ground. “How more heartless can you truly be…”

“Daddy!” Flurry gasped, remembering for the first time that her father had been knocked out during the fight. “Are you alright?” She queried, shaking against her bond to go to her father.

“I am.” He raised himself slowly from the ground, wincing from the pain and casting a dirty look at Blackhole. “It takes more than that to bring me down.”

“Interesting.” Blackhole smirked, raising from his throne once more. “I suppose this time you prefer to be put to sleep then huh? Don't worry as that can be arranged.” He gave a soft laugh before spreading his large bat-like wings and gliding a few feet from where the Emperor stood. “Now how would you like your death? Quick or slow?”

“Don't hurt him!” Flurry begged, realizing that Blackhole was sizing up to her father, preparing to strike. “You can change your ways…”

“I AM A GOD!” He snarled at the Princess, silencing her. “I will rip that foal from that whorse’s womb and complete my collection of those of whom will rule my new world. The rest of you will face oblivion.”

“I thought you said I would be Emperor.” Blueblood’s voice broke through the conversation, faking disappointment. “How could you go back on your words?”

“Not now child.” Blackhole rolled his orbs in agitation. “I owe neither you nor Chrysalis anything. I gave you everything you wanted. YOU OWE ME!”

“But master…” Blueblood who was clearly hurt by this outburst spoke weakly. “I want to make up for my actions earlier-”

“-Remove from my sight.” Blackhole growled through gritted teeth. “You will be dealt with later.” He finished, turning towards Shining Armor. “There's nothing you can do to stop me.”

“You're wrong! I would rather sacrifice my life than to have you harm my sister and her foal.” Shining spat, unfazed by the God's immense size. “You will not prevail.” He challenged, lighting his horn and firing at his daughters hooves that were encased in the changeling goo. “GET YOUR COUSINS AND FLEE TO YOUR AUNT NOW!!”

Without a second to spare or without questioning her father’s command, the young princess leapt into the air, momentarily casting a praying glance at her father in hopes that he would be ok before zooming out of the throne room to the dungeons.

“Oh you'll pay for that.” Blackhole growled through gritted teeth. “Slowly and painfully.” He snarled at the Emperor before turning to Blueblood. “Get her and lock her in the dungeons until I get there. This nuance needs to be dealt with...properly.”

“Yes…You're Eminence.” Blueblood watched frozen as his opportunity to redeem himself approached, before discreetly winking at Shining Armor and darting off, with one thing in mind.

“Now you die.” Blackhole smiled deviously, charging his elongated black horn, wisps of dark magic flowing freely from the tip to do his bidding.

“Let's see.” Shining growled back at him, charging his horn with a bright light and firing a devastating blast at the God, who only absorbed it before chuckling at him.

“You're going to have to do more than that to scrape me.” Blackhole laughed in mockery before moving like lightning to hit the Emperor across his nuzzle, causing his form to fly across the throne room, crashing through the wall, leaving a large hole in the chambers from where he made impact. “You should've stayed down.” He growled, walking over towards Shining’s battered form. “Then you would have lived a little longer.”

“Only to die later at your hooves?” Shining spat blood, flaring his horn as he fired another unexpected blast, knocking the God from before him. “No. I don't think so.” He added, before galloping in the direction his daughter was, praying she had found the children already. “I hope I don't run into-oh crap.” Shining muttered as he came face to face with the Changeling Queen.

“Hello Emperor.” Chrysalis purred, before quickly dodging a shot that Shining fired at her.

“Remove from my path you monstrous bug .” Shining snorted, preparing to fire again. “Or else.”

“I'm not here to fight you,” Chrysalis quickly raised her hooves in surrender. “I'm on your side, I've granted your daughter safety to the dungeons where your nieces and nephews await but you've got to trust me.”

“After all that you've done, you really expect me to openly trust you so easily?!” Shining Armor glared at her, his horn still glowing with magic. “I wasn't born yesterday.”

“We don't have much time. I'm sorry for my actions in the past but right now if Blackhole keeps the children then we all die.” She fluttered to the ground. “I risk my life helping you.”

“Fine.” Shining eyed her cautiously. “But this better not be a trap or you die.”

“I'm already dead,” She retorted, rolling her eyes and flying off. “Just stay close.”
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“We are no longer at his side.” Blueblood sighed, galloping faster down the hall with the others in toe. “We risk everything to help you.”

“Indeed we do.” Chrysalis shivered, thinking about what Blackhole could do to them if he catches them. “Enough is enough.”

“It took you long to see that.” Shining responded. “Blackhole is a monster that wants to end everything. Surely you both saw this coming.”

“We thought he was different.” Blueblood glowered, coming to a halt. “There,” He nodded at the cell that kept the children. “I have no magic to remove the enchantment.”

“That won't be a problem.” Flurry responded, lighting her horn. “I've got this.” She announced, using her bright yellow magic to remove the enchantment placed on the cell.

“I would have thought Blackhole would have placed a more powerful spell on the cells that held such important captives.” Shining Armor raised a questioning eyebrow as he watched his daughter move quickly to retrieve her cousins.

“He never expected us to betray him, neither did he expect anyone to find the direct cells.” Blueblood answered, trotting into the cell to survey the area.

“Truly I believe his cockiness will be his downfall.” Chrysalis sighed, walking after the prince.

“Agreed.” Shining Armor nodded, walking into the cell.

Within the enchantment of the cell walls, the group found the the children, Leaf Scanner as well as a couple of the surviving guards in what seemed to be a dreamlike state. Hovered over them was a desperate Flurry Heart trying to awaken them from their state, but to no avail.

“Flurry…” Shining Armor uttered to his daughter to break her trance. “What has happened?”

“I don't know father.” She whispered, slowly fluttering to the ground. “I seems as though they've been placed under a powerful sleep death spell...I fear only Aunt Luna or Aunt Twilight can reverse it.”

“It's the dark obsidia,” Chrysalis whispered, scanning the ponies with her magic. “It would appear as though Blackhole used it on them to dull their magic...especially on the children…” Chrysalis gasped with widened eyes, coming closer to the children. “They're slowly slipping away…”

“No!” Shining gasped at his nieces and nephew forms as they laid still. “We must get them out of here to Twilight! We can't lose them…”

“We won’t Shining Armor.” Blueblood said firmly, placing a reassuring hoof on his shoulder. “We're going to save them.”

“We have to move quickly though,” Flurry chimed, extending her aura to lift her cousins. “It appears that the dark obsidia is within their blood so it won't drain our magic. It would do us well if we all used our magic to bring everyone out of here to safety.”

“Good idea Flurry.” Shining nodded, extending his own aura to grab three of the unconscious soldiers that were captured.

“Right,” Chrysalis followed suit, grabbing as many as she could carry. “Now let's get out of here-”

“-Of all the creatures to disobey me, I never for a second thought it would be you Chrysalis.” Blackhole snarled as he materialized before the group. His disappointment and anger plain on his features. “You traitor.”

“I betrayed myself when I joined you.” Chrysalis spat back, the fear she once had for him evaporated. “I owe you nothing Blackhole.”

“You ungrateful little wench.” Blackhole’s eyes flashed in anger. “You owe me your whole being. All of you!” He snarled as he glared at Blueblood who remained silent. “And You….”

“Leave him alone.” Chrysalis snarled, stepping in front of Blueblood. “You tricked all of us to join your monstrous cause. It ends here.”

“Oh really.” Blackhole feigned a frightened expression, bringing his large forehoof to his chest.

“It does.” Chrysalis snarled back at him. The others behind her grimaced at the nasty look she gave the dark God. “For centuries you have wreaked havoc on this world and corrupted innocent lives. I cannot swear my allegiance to you anymore.”

“Pity..” Blackhole narrowed his eyes at the mare. “It's a shame that I'll have to kill you now. I had more use for you.”

“You won't succeed.” Shining spat, speaking for the first time since the villain caught up to them and thus openly defending his once enemy. “We will destroy you.”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!” Blackhole gave a loud and turbulent laugh. “What nonsense?!” He gasped, chuckling harder before stomping his hoof, signaling his minions to come to his aid. Within that moment, all the Changelings that Chrysalis once commanded, came pouring into the dungeons at their master's call. “You were saying?” He sneered at them, marvelling as his allies came to his aid. “Surrender and I shall spare you.”

“To become your slaves once more? Never!” Chrysalis snorted in defiance. “I would rather be erased from existence…”
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New Edenia

Twilight stood quietly on her balcony alone, basking in the cool morning air that the Southern Hemisphere brought her. In times pass, the Empress came here to clear her head as well as to enjoy the first glimpse of morning light that Celestia’s sun always offered. However, on a morning like this, she couldn't help but stare out into the distance as millions of thoughts danced across her mind. The thought of Blackhole having her family in his control undoubtedly brought different levels of stress to her mind and she couldn't help but sigh. Her galloping thoughts never distracted her from the light Hoofsteps that made there way towards her.

“Honey…” Flash began, slowly making his way towards her. “You need some rest...You've been like this ever since you decided to confront Blackhole.” He finished, coming to be at her side, giving her enough space to breath.

“What would you have me do?” Twilight sighed, still staring out in the distance. “Apart of my heart is gone. Surely you don't expect me to be cheery and bubbly while my brother, niece and children are imprisoned by a power hungry demon.”

“I didn't say that…” He whispered, turning to look at her stone cold expression. “No one expects you to be happy while our family is under attack-”

“-Then what is it Flash?!” She whirled around staring him down with cold, red puffy eyes, causing him to flinch at her gaze. “We just had a conversation about our next move.” She through her hooves in the air. “What more do you want from me?”

“I want to ensure that you are well which clearly you're not!” Flash fired back in defense as he pulled himself together. “I can't allow you to beat yourself up over what has happened.”

“I need time.” The Empress sighed, closing her eyes. “All of this is too much right now Flash.”

“I know-” He sighed, reaching a hoof to comfort his mare.

“-Do you?” She spat a little too harshly, recoiling from his touch and turning her gaze from the horizon. “I am an Empress.” She looked straight ahead. “Not a consort, but Regnant. Everything falls upon my head.”

“I am your husband Twilight.” Flash grimaced in hurt at her latter remark. “Yes...I know you are Empress, but when i married you I ensured that I shouldered all your burdens with you Twi.”

“I didn't ask for that,” Twilight sighed, her tears apparent. “This is my task.”

“No its not.” Flash countered, coming closer to bring her into an embrace. “I am your husband and while you are my monarch, you're my mate, my lover and my best friend…When I married you I did so knowing fully well what I was getting into.”

“Flash…” She chirped, allowing her husband to coo his soft words of encouragement into her ears. “I...I…”

“Shhh.” He whispered, “I love you Twilight. Never forget that. You're not alone. We're in this together.”

“I love you too Flash Sentry.” The Empress sniffled, pulling from the embrace to glance at her mate. “I'm sorry.”

“Don't be,” Flash responded with a small smile. “I love you more than life itself. We're gonna get our babies back and our niece and brother. We just can't run off to the enemy in rage.”

“You're right.” She smiled, kissing him on his cheek. “Walk with me.” She motioned, a new idea popping into her head. “I've got a new idea.”

“Care to share?” Flash replied, furrowing his eyebrows, strolling beside her.

“Momentarily,” She responded, before a bright glimmer of yellow magic brought forth a letter to her face. “Flurry Heart,” She whispered, realizing the aura.

To Her Imperial Highness, Twilight Sparkle,

I know that perhaps that I am the last person you expected to hear from, but alas for the first time ever our foe is a mutual one. Yes, Blackhole Heart has tricked me and plans to destroy everything. The only ponies he will save are the youngest of his bloodline and they are as follow: Your twins, Princess Flurry Heart, Fluttershy’s daughter and your unborn foal. Twilight Sparkle you must listen to me when I tell you that I am sorry for all that I have done and that it is time we placed our differences aside. I'm reformed thanks to Blueblood and so is he thanks to me, however, we won't get to show the world our true selves if it is destroyed and this is why we reached out to you. Your children are alive but barely as they've been poison by dark obsidia and for the moment we need your help. From what Flurry Heart said, Blackhole plans to prematurely take the fetus from your womb and use her time magic to aid his cause...We need your help Empress...Let us become allies in this war for creation and stop death from claiming us all.

Write back to me as soon as possible
◇Abacus Cinch

“What does it say?” Flash watched with concern as his wife's face contorted with concern. “Honey…”

“War.” Twilight answered in a cold tone, passing the letter to Flash.

“Can we trust her…” Flash looked back at Twilight with concerned eyes, reading the first parts to realize it was from Chrysalis.

“There's a shift in her.” Twilight responded, rubbing her temples. “She no longer regards herself as Chrysalis anymore.”

“Then what do you suggest we do?” Flash asked, reading the last bit of the letter. His anger now raised with what Blackhole has done to his children and what he plans to do further.

“We raise the Blood Star Banner...the banner of death.” Twilight responded in a distant, yet strong and commanding tone. “It is time that my army showed their true forms, it is time they saw our true power.”

“Very well my love.” Flash smiled darkly, a bright light appearing above his head and quickly disappearing, only to reveal his elongated horn. “I will show the others the letter and prompt them to do the same.

“Good.” Twilight smiled. “There is nothing worse than…a mother scorned."