Shining Armour looked perplexed as Twilight finished her story. He glanced at Zorann and Luxxoria before speaking.

"So you're telling me that these two are no longer part of the Horde, that they're actually here to help us, and that you've managed to convince the Horde's most hated enemy to lend their assistance as well?"

Twilight nodded.

"That's the gist of it." she said with a smile.

Shining looked at his sister and grinned.

"OK, Twiley." he nodded. "If you trust them, I guess I do as well. Now come, we have to check on the Princess."

As the group approached the door, Shining stopped.

"I want to check something." He turned to Zorann and Luxxoria. "You two, go in first."

The two former Horde looked at each other.

"Er, no. I don't think so." said Luxxoria, shaking her head.

"Why not?" Asked Shining.

"Because the last time we were here, we nearly killed her." Zorann said bluntly. "We're the last two people she'd want to see."

"I'll go in first." Said Twilight. "I'll explain everything to the Princess. She'll listen to me."

Zorann and Luxxoria nodded eagerly as Twilight entered the room.

***

"As much as I believe your story, Twilight Sparkle, I still have to say I am not happy about them being here." Celestia said, shooting venomous glances at Zorann and Luxxoria.

"They've gave me their word they will help fix this mess." Twilight said. "And they've saved our lives twice now, as well as brought my brother back from the dead!"

Celestia looked at Shining Armour, who smiled and saluted.

"As much as I appreciate that," Celestia said with a sigh, "we are still without an army."

"Begging your pardon, your Highness," said Luxxoria, "but we've brought one with us."

Celestia stared blankly at the elf, who made a beckoning motion with her finger.

"Follow me." she said with a smile.

Celestia got to her hooves, much steadier than before. Her mane was flowing of its own free will again, and she was beginning to look like her old self, much to Twilight's delight.

Exiting the hospital, Luxxoria stopped walking.

"I can see Garrosh." she said quietly. "Zorann, do you have Gordul's corpse? Because we need to get his attention."

"Are you insane?!" Shining hissed. "He'll simply send his troops to kill us all!"

"I have a surprise for him, don't you worry." Luxxoria smiled.

Zorann held Gordul's charred corpse aloft. Luxxoria nodded, and cupped her hands around her mouth.

"GARROSH HELLSCREAM!" she yelled. "HERE STANDS PRINCESS CELESTIA OF EQUESTRIA," Zorann threw the corpse to the ground, "ABOVE THE BROKEN BODY OF YOUR BEST ASSASSIN!"

Garrosh turned to face the source of the voice. His eyes narrowed when he saw Celestia, who returned his glare with one of her own.

"SO GORDUL HAS FAILED ME AGAIN, HAS HE?" Garrosh yelled back. "NO MATTER. YOU HAVE MADE A GRAVE MISTAKE IN REVEALING YOURSELF, PRINCESS." Garrosh drew his axe and began charging. "TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT YOUR LAND, BECAUSE IT WILL BE THE LAST THING YOU EVER SEE!"

With a roar, Garrosh leapt into the sky and brought his axe above his head. Bringing it down towards Celestia's head.

Suddenly, Garrosh was knocked onto his back by a blast of magic. He hid the ground with a grunt, rolling as he fell.

"What the-?" he snarled. He looked up to see Luxxoria standing next to a portal.

Through which Varian had stepped. He eyed Garrosh with disdain, drawing his sword.

"You want her blood, monster? Then you shall have to take mine first!" he snarled.

Garrosh roared and stood up.

"Foolish human!" he cackled. "You are stupid to think that you can best me AND my grunts."

Varian grinned and turned to Luxxoria, who nodded. Casting another spell, she widened the portal. Through it stepped Jaina, Magni, Gelbin, Tyrande and Velen.

"We're gonna have some fun with you, laddie." Magni said.

"WARRIORS OF THE HORDE!" Garrosh yelled. "ATTACK!"

As the grunts charged, the Alliance leaders went into a defensive stance, Varian swinging his sword around.

"FOR EQUESTRIA AND THE ALLIANCE!" he shouted.

An almighty roar filled the air as the Alliance leaders suddenly charged the Horde, followed closely by their own army pouring from the portal. Garrosh spluttered.

"IM-IMPOSSIBLE!" he roared, as the two armies clashed in a flurry of steel and magic.

Celestia and the other ponies looked on in horror as the carnage unfolded before them. In the skies above, the Bilgewater fighter pilots suddenly found themselves facing several of their Gnomeregan and Ironforge counterparts.

Hacking his way through the grunts, Varian's eyes were fixed on Garrosh. The orc leader saw his enemy approaching and readied himself for combat.

"THIS ENDS HERE, SCUM!" Varian roared.

Swinging wildly, Varian managed to bring his sword across Garrosh's chest. The orc grunted as the weapon bit into his skin.

Grabbing Varian, Garrosh headbutted him and threw him to the ground. He swung his axe above his head and brought it down. Varian parried most of the blow, but the blade of the axe caught him on the forehead.

Varian cried out as the blood poured from his head. He kicked Garrosh's legs out from under him and scrambled to his feet.

"It's over, Garrosh!" he shouted. "The Horde has lost. This land is not yours to conquer!"

Garrosh spat on the ground, his eyes meeting Varian's.

"No, human." He said. "It is NOT over. No matter what it takes, I will crush your army, and ravage this land."

Varian laughed.

"Look around you, Garrosh!" he held his arms out. "Your army is outnumbered and tired. They cannot fight for much longer."

"I WILL HAVE THIS LAND EVEN IF I HAVE TO ORDER THE FORSAKEN TO USE THE PLAGUE!" Garrosh roared. Varian's eyes widened in fear.

"You ... you wouldn't dare!" he stuttered.

Garrosh smirked.

"Wouldn't I?"

Suddenly, he raised his axe and brought it into Varian's back. The human screamed as he fell to the ground. Garrosh stepped over him, bringing the axe to his neck.

"It's over, human. I think I will order Sylvanas to plague this land. As far as I can see, there are no resources here that we can't get in Azeroth." he sighed and raised his axe.

"GARROSH!" the voice was loud and booming. Across the battlefield, the sounds of combat stopped as both Horde and Alliance looked to see the source of it.

"What have you done, Garrosh?" Thrall said, as he walked across the battlefield. "This is NOT the Horde way. Haven't you learned ANYTHING from Krom'gar's mistake?!"

Garrosh grunted as Thrall turned to the Horde soldiers.

"You have all brought shame upon yourselves, your families, and your ancestors." he said, shaking his head. "Look around you. These ponies only wish to be left in peace. Who are you to deny them that?"

The Horde soldiers lowered their heads. Several of them dropped their weapons.

"You have allowed yourselves to be caught up in Garrosh's lies." Thrall said. "He gave you hollow promises of honour and glory."

He shook his head.

"But where is the honour and glory in killing the innocent?"

The remaining soldiers threw down their weapons and dropped to their knees, several of them weeping.

"COWARDS!" Garrosh roared. "YOU SHALL NOT DENY ME MY VICTORY, THRALL!"

Garrosh swung his axe at Thrall, who didn't move an inch. As the weapon drew closer, he raised an arm, sending a stream of lightning down the weapon, and into Garrosh.

Garrosh shook violently as the lightning coursed through his body. He slumped to the ground twitching.

"No, Garrosh." Thrall said, as he stood over him. "I WILL deny you this victory, because it's not a victory. It's a disgrace."

Garrosh snarled.

"Your army has surrendered Garrosh, will you do the same?" Thrall held a hand out. Garrosh looked at it before roaring defiantly.

"NEVER!" he screamed, grabbing his weapon and charging towards Celestia. "I WILL END YOU, PRINCESS!"

Celestia stood motionless as Garrosh bore down on her, knocking aside anyone who tried to stop him, his axe raised.

Celestia closed her eyes, waiting for the blow to come.

A sudden blast of cold air snapped her eyes open again. Looking down, she saw Garrosh encased in a block of ice.

Celestia gasped as the saw Luxxoria standing at her side, arm outstretched, a torrent of frost swirling around her hand.

Zorann came up on her other side in his bear form.

"Your turn now, Z."

Celestia winced, remembering well what happened the last time she heard those words.

Zorann strolled over to Garrosh.

"I know you can hear me in there, Warchief." he spat. "I guess I should thank you." he looked at Luxxoria. "Actually, both of us should thank you."

A muffled groan came from the frozen Garrosh.

"You showed us that we were stupid to have followed you. You corrupted our minds with your vile propaganda, and made us forget who we really were."

He got up on his hind legs.

"We are good, honest people, who were caught up in your twisted web of lies and false promises! And now, we are going to make up for all of our mistakes, STARTING WITH YOU!"

With an almighty roar, Zorann smashed the block of ice. There was a collective gasp of horror as Garrosh's body was broken into several pieces.

A still silence followed. Varian stood up as Thrall cast a healing spell on him. He approached the pieces of Garrosh and slowly turned around to face his troops.

"It's over." he said, before throwing his arms into the air triumphantly. "IT IS OVER! Equestria is free!"

The Alliance soldiers began cheering as their Horde counterparts hung their heads in shame.

Celestia stepped forward.

"All Horde troops are to leave Equestria IMMEDIATELY." she shouted. "And I don't EVER want to see your kind here again."

Dejectedly, the surviving Horde gathered their weapons and walked back through their portal. After several minutes, the last grunt walked through, and the portal closed.

Varian and the other Alliance leaders approached Celestia and bowed deeply.

"Thank you," she said tearfully, "for everything."

Varian nodded.

"We shall gather our dead and wounded and leave you in peace." he said. "Unless of course..."

Celestia smiled. "I would welcome an allegiance between Equestria and the Alliance." she said.

"Then it is done." Varian replied. "I don't know if the Horde will return, but if they do..."

"... they'll have us ta deal with." Magni grinned.

The leaders bowed one last time before heading out onto the battlefield, where the rest of the soldiers were gathering the fallen.

"What happens now, Princess?" asked Twilight.

"We rebuild our country." Celestia said, turning to look her student in the eyes. "And we shall continue our peaceful lives, hopefully free of future aggression."

"No, Princess." Twilight said sheepishly. She pointed at Zorann, who was juggling pieces of Garrosh and Luxxoria, who was using her flame spells to melt the other pieces. "What about them?"

Celestia blinked.

"They will remain here so that they can uphold their promise." she said, watching the two former Horde laughing together.

"After that, I don't know what will happen to them."