Twilight was brought to a stop when Pharynx raised his hand. The Resistance followed behind her, coming to a stop.

"We're here." The changeling said as he turned his head every which way looking around.

"Thank Celestia, we have been in here for months." Groaned Spitfire.

"More like a couple days," Blueblood said as he slowly strode forwards, standing next to Pharynx. "I think I recognize these tunnels. Did we loose anyone?"

"Everyone is accounted for sir!" Soarin said back with a salute.

"Good." Blueblood said turning around and dragging a boulder along the ground to form as a makeshift table as the Resistance formed a circle around him. The Unicorn stallion put a map of the sewers and tunnel systems of the pony capital onto the boulder.

"We will have to split into four groups to minimize our chances of capture." Blueblood pointed out a rather straight tunnel that intersected with the winding crystal caverns. "Spitfire. Take the gryphons, pegasi, and anyone else who can fly to this tunnel here. It exits half way down the cliff Canterlot sits on. The Imperials won't be able to see you flying the rest of the way down."

Spitfire gave a nod and saluted. "Yes sir." The pegasi and gryphons around soon separated from the group and started checking their equipment, sharpening blades and putting on their armor.

Blueblood pointed back at the map and turned to Zecora. "Zecora, I am going to need you to brew up as many invisibility potions as you can, then you and anyone else incapable of magic follow this tunnel." The unicorn traced along a zig-zaging tunnel. "Take the potions as soon as you reach the end, then climb out of the sewers and you should be right in front of the Canterlot city gates. You only need to avoid making any sound as one of you opens the gates, then make your way out of the city."

Zecora gave a nod and quickly turned away, being followed by a couple ponies as they set up a makeshift brewing station. Twilight noticed that one of those ponies was Apple Bloom. She smiled. It was good to know she was ok.

"Twilight." Blueblood exclaimed next which caused her to jump our of her thoughts. She quickly turned to him and nodded.

The unicorn prince pulled out four necklaces, each with a purple crystal as a pendent. "These are communication necklaces. It will allow the wearer to talk to anyone else wearing one as if they are in the same room as them." Blueblood's horn glowed a deep blue and all four of them were wrapped in magic and placed around the necks of one of the resistance leaders.

"Should one of our groups face any trouble, they need to call Twilight, who will teleport to their location and aide them with her magic. It is safe to say that as the most powerful member of the group, she will be best used for this situation." The resistance leader said turning his head to stare at ever member of the group, who nodded in agreement.

"Should no problems arise, wait in this cave until everyone escapes, then teleport to the rendezvous location." Blueblood said as he turned to Big Mac.

"Which is Sweet Apple Acres." The large stallion answered.

"I'll be staying with Twilight." A voice claimed. The group turned to see Pharynx propped up against a stalagmite as he checked his equipment. He was in the armor he had worn when he saved Twilight from the Emperor, as he sharpened a black and green longsword with a whetstone.

"And what makes you say that?" Spitfire said, her eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Simple." The changeling said as he stood up and walked towards her, his limp that had plagued him for the past couple hours completely gone. Twilight was confused. Usually a hole that big in someone's leg crippled them for life.

Pharynx stopped directly in front of her his eyes narrowed as he stared directly into her eyes. "Your princess hasn't killed anyone before." The changeling raised his blade. "I have."

Blueblood quickly stepped in-between them before a fight broke out and separated the two. "A good point Pharynx. You probably have the most combat experience out of anyone in the resistance right now. You should stay with Twilight." He mediated, watching as Spitfire growled and turned away.

"So, what are you doing Blueblood." Soarin asked as he stood up and gave his blue and yellow sword an experimental swing.

"Simple." Blueblood said as he put three pieces of paper on top of the map on the table. There was a flash of blue, and the contents of the original map was copied onto the other pieces, which he quickly handed out. "I will be sneaking into the castle, and I am going to kill the dragon who is currently sitting on my Aunties throne. Any unicorns who would like to volunteer with me, feel free to step forwards. Otherwise you will be accompanying Zecora."

A murmur went through the crowd.

"Wh-what do you mean my Prince? That sounds like a suicide mission." Mrs. Cake claimed as she stepped forwards timidly.

The prince was already putting on a suit of golden armor. "I know it does. And it just might be, but the thought of a dragon sitting on a throne that was meant for an Alicorn is something I cannot stand. If I succeed, I will be teleporting to the rendezvous. If not,"

Blueblood turned to Twilight. "She is in charge."

"What?" But, I c-" Twilight was cut off when Blueblood turned back to the crowd.

"Now then, who's with me?"

Three Unicorns suddenly stepped forwards. Lyra, Moondancer, and Stellar Flare. Twilight opened and closed her mouth a couple times. Not one of them were good at combat spells.

"Let's go then." Blueblood said as he turned and left, the three following him.

The Pegasi and gryphons quickly left afterwards, following Spitfire. The rest of the resistance stayed behind as they waited on Zecora to finish her potions.

"Well." Pharynx said. Twilight turned to him as he stared after Blueblood. "Looks like we already know who is going to be calling for help."

Starlight stood next to Spike's throne like always as he stared at a large map that was on a table set up in front of his throne. Small figurines had been set up on the table representing armies and the like, with most of them being set up in the south around a green circle on an otherwise mostly purple map.

"We have made significant progress in spreading the Empire recently." A white dragon in purple armor said twirling a crystal cane idly. "We recently discovered a tribe of silent creatures known as Kirin, which we have begun subjugating. They can't even put up a fight. No communication does that to you, especially when they can only fight by summoning vines or randomly shooting flames at us. They clearly don't know we are fireproof."

"A dragon leviathan recently stumbled upon an odd wooden and clay city in the desert to the south. They wanted to capture him for some reason. He responded by burning the town to the ground, we are shifting through the ashes for any valuables and survivors."

The white dragon chuckled. "Let's see... what else... ah yes, A scouting force recently came under attack by a small fleet of airships recently. The scouting force made incredibly short work of them, and we expect to begin subjugating their race as well when we finish interrogating the only survivor of the fleet. It looks like some kind of white bipedal ape thing, from what I understand. It claims to be a soldier of the, quote on quote, 'Storm Empire.'"

Spike gave a deep hmmm at this information. "Gather any spare forces we have in the north who are on leave and have them gather near where this fleet was. I expect that this Storm Empire will attempt to launch an attack soon and I want none of their ships to even see our border, then move in to conquer them."

"Very good sir." The white dragon said with a bow.

"You have done well Colonel Fizzle, we have recently received a new shipment of gryphon slaves from our holdings in Gryphonstone. Take your pick." Spike said with an idle gesture of his claw.

The white drake nodded and snapped his claw. Two dragon guards in the room walked up to the table and carried it our of the room after him as he left.

Spike sat back in his throne and tapped his claws together. "What do you make of this?" Spike asked as he turned to Governor Starlight who was running her hand along the pedestal that the statue of Twilight Sparkle sat on.

"I don't think too much of it. I expect this Storm Empire will be no harder to crush than anything else we have encountered." Starlight 2 said as she walked away from the statue of Twilight and stood across from Spike.

"I agree. The only thing that could pose any threat to us at this point is Chrysalis and Sombra, although thanks to Thorax," Spike said as he reached down and grabbed the kneeling changeling, picking him up and placing him on his lap. "They are no more threatening to us than a bag of drowned puppies."

Thorax gave a whimper as Spike rubbed along his wing casing. "You know Thorax, I don't think I rewarded you for how behaved you were last night."

Starlight 2 and Ember looked at each other and grinned.

Spike licked his lips as he took off his loin cloth. Thorax looked down and gulped. Starlight's breath caught in her throat as she stared at Thorax. Why was he so hesitant? Why were there so many wounds on him? Only one explanation seemed to exist in her mind, reinforced by what she saw the first day she had arrived in this world. Spike was responsible for them.

Spike ran his hands down Thorax's sides. The changeling arced his back and gave a light moan. The dragon stopped at his hips and gripped them tightly as he shoved his rod into his changeling. Thorax arched his back and cried out, wrapping his arms around Spike's neck weakly, clinging on for dear life as Spike started pivoting his hips.

"Unf, you like that don't you, you dirty changeling?" Spike asked as he picked up the pace, thrusting in and out of him without a care in the world.

"Yes!" Thorax cried out as his eyes rolled into the back of his head. The changeling collapsed onto Spike's chest, mewling and crying out with each thrust of the drakes powerful hips. His wing's cases snapped open and his insectoid wings shot out, buzzing and twitching.

Spike looked down and smiled as Thorax's smaller rod twitched and spurted white rope after white rope of changeling spunk onto his scaled abs. Spike pulled his hips back, intent on giving his pet one last powerful thrust and emptying himself inside of him.

Instead, when Spike was almost all the way out, he felt Thorax grabbed and harshly pulled off him.

"What the-?" Spike asked as he opened his eyes and stared ahead. Starlight 2 gave a deep gasp and Ember rose to her feet and hissed viscously.

Starlight stood with her arms wrapped around an almost unconscious Thorax, using him as a human shield. In her mind, Thorax was a victim of abuse at the hands of Spike, and what was happening was simply disgusting. She felt she needed to separate them, somehow.

"What do you think, you are doing?" Spike hissed angrily as he stood up.

Starlight didn't say anything as she continued to back away from Spike, still holding onto Thorax.

Spike curled his hands into fists as his vision went red. How dare she?

"Kill her." Spike ordered, facing Starlight 2 and his guards.

Starlight 2 stepped forwards with a growl, her horn glowing turquoise. A solid beam shot out of her horn, aimed squarely at her alternate self.

Luckily, this was part of Starlight's plan. She just hoped she could pull it off. Just as the beam was about to hit her, she ducked down, the beam striking the ring around her horn. There was a flash of light, as the ring turned to dust.

"No!" Spike shouted as he rushed towards Starlight and Thorax. He pounced them, just as they disappeared in a turquoise burst of light.

He landed on his hand and knees. He didn't catch them. He had just lost his Thorax. Ember gave a deep gasp and covered his mouth with her claws as Starlight 2 took a couple fearful steps back.

"No.... no..." Spike said slowly as he clawed at the crystal floor. His guards were quick to rush out of the room as rage boiled in the purple dragon.

"NO!!!!!" He roared, spewing fire into the air from his mouth as his scream of anger and desperation echoed throughout the entire Crystal City.

Yeh, New chapter.

Starlight is fucked.