Madara stood on a pedestal facing what seemed to be a hundred or so robots. He stared on as all of them faced him. He saw quite a few that stood out. One had a giant fan built in to its abdominals and another had spikes covering it from head to toe. It was beautiful.

Madara raised his hoof in the air, with a blank expression on his face. Dr. Albert had told him that the robots were built with a chip that allowed them to recognise military preporotory actions and drill commands. As he taised his hoof, all the robots in the giant group spread apart both legs as voth of their hands shot behind their back.

A smirk stretched across Madara's face. He had not had an army this large since the fall of the Moonlit clan
He shot his hoof down as all the robots snapped to attention.

"At ease robots!" Madara said in his usual command voice, his voice reverberating within the thin walls of the palace. "As you all should know, I am Moonlit Madara, your new commander! Consider me as equal to your creator! As equal to your god! Because now... with the support of me and the Akatsuki we can all reach the end of this perilous long road." He was really getting into his speech at this point and was walking along the front row of robots, sizing them up. "The road to our peace will be hardy and full of hardship. But this is what you were made for. This is your purpose. And this is your goal." He used his magic to flash an image into all of the robots eyes.

The image was composed of four ponies, all looking around the same age. Madara began by injecting himself into the image and pointed at a gray pony with dark blue hair and purple tips at the end of each clump of hair. "Firstly! This is Dark Side, my grandson. He was originally allied with us. But he has since gone soft. He has felt the feeling of love. A pitiful trap no one should have to fall victim to. And that is why he must be dealt with." As he finished he then pointed at a teal pony with green and light green hair. "This is Starshooter. Unlike Dark Side, he was not always allied with us at first. He is also my grandson. As per you would expect, he inherited the Sharingan, just as his older brother did. He just doesn't embrace it the way the rest of us do. It is unfortunate but he still must be eradicated. These two. Fluttershy and Rarity. They are the female members of this little entourage. And they both have the Sharingan. That in mind we need their ocular power too." Madara said, taking a breath.

"4th Lieutenant! Report!" Madara exclaimed, raising his hoof once more.

A red robot then landed in front of him, bowing before him. It had a magnet attached to his head and magnets protruding from the top of it's hands.

"Magnet Man. We will complete this project by using battle strategy Sangarai." Madara said.

Magnet Man flinched backward. "Sangarai?! Is it really that serious?!"

"Of course it is. Not only do theae fools posess the Sharingan, but they have barricaded themselves with powerful allies, being the Elements of Harmony. We must'nt underestimate them." Madara said, tapping his chin lightly. "Now communicate amongst yourselves and create your teams. Magnet Man, however, I will need your team now."

Magnet man stood from his bowing posture and stretched his arms outward. He always did this when he was thinking.

Sangarai. A deadly military battle strategy designed only for serious situations. Three robots make up a team! This being how powerful it is with thousands of combinations. We shall make the teams where we all see fit.

"Elec Man! Bubble Man! You two are coming with me!" Magnet Man said, pointing the two out from the crowd. The first of the robots to step out was Bubble Man. He was a bit taller than one would expect, and was decked out in full diving and swimming gear. His flippers flopped as he walked to meet Magnet Man. The other robot, Elec Man, made his way through the crowd late. He was a plain robot with a black and yellow design. Even considering his standard design, he still looked menacing.

The trio walked out, following Madara from the large room.

Dark Side woke up on the floor of a dimly lit room. A single light bulb flickeres on and off occasionally, allowing him to see a bit more. It seemed as though he was in a cage of some sort.

"Rarity?" Dark Side called, more worried of the whereabouts of Rarity than where he was. Immediately following his call, he heard a low moan come from somewhere near him. Dark Side concentrated his magic into his horn, creating an illumination spell.

As he surveyed the room, he spotted somepony hanging from chains tied to the roof. Rarity.

Rarity's mane, usually lucsiously curved, now hang downward, dirt caking bits and parts of it. Her normally clean white fur was , at most parts covered by dust and dirt. She looked like a shell of her former being in the state she was now.

"Rarity! Wake up!" Dark Side exclaimed, weakly limping toward her slowly, due to his one bad hoof.

Rarity moaned weakly again, struggling in her chains as she finally opened her eyes, a sight Dark Side was happy to see. And he wasn't happy much.

"D-darling?" Rarity weakly muttered, giving a weak smile after seeing Dark Side.

"Hold up. Let me get you outta these chains real quick." Dark Side said, his magic aura transforming into a pair of scissors as he cut her from his chains, catching het with one hoof, on account that the other was broken. However, he had to use all his strength to do so.

Rarity flung her arms around Dark Side and wept inti his shoulder.

"It's okay. We can get out now. I'm gonna need your help to do so though."

Rarity nodded her head, which was still buried in Dark Side's shoulder.

( 5 minutes later )

Spot walked through the murky caverns he and his brothers called home. His brothers were such idiots. Why couldn't they check on the prisoners themselves, he thought. He kicked a rock and continued to do so until he reached the cell. He swung the keys around on his finger, balancing it himself. He was so bored of this lifestyle.

"You awake in there?" Spot said, hoping he wouldn't get an answer. It'd make his job a lot easier.

"Yes, darling." Rarity's voice said, although she wasn't visible, to Spot at least.

"Dammit." Spot muttered under his breath.

"Oh, dear Spot, I so hate to bother you with this, but may I use one of your little mare facilities?"

"There's a bucket in there!" Spot protested, not wanting to get into this.

"But Dark Side uses that bucket! And I need to go nooooooow!" Rarity nagged.

"Damn! Alright!" Spot said, flipping through the keys, finding the one to the cell. He pushed it in and twisted, causing the metal, rusty door to creak open, allowing light to spill into the room. As Spot lifted his head to take in his surroundings, he was tackled by something fast.

"What the! Augh!" Spot howled as he was slammed into the walls of the cave. He opened his squinting eyes to see a single Sharingan eye looking directly at him. "Dark Side! But how...?" He said, his claw grasping at the air behind his back.

Damn! I left my sword with Fido! Spot remembered.

"Now. Unless you wish to be skewered by my horn, I'd suggest you not come within one mile of me or my friends ever again!" Dark Side said in a dark, yet official sounding voice.

Spot smiled innocently. "Y-yeah! Deal! Just don't hurt me!" Spot pleaded.

Dark Side smiled menacingly as he let him go, grabbing Rarity's hoof.

"Earth Style! Boulder Burst!" He said, smashing his palm onto the wall next to Spot. The force of his palm caused the wall behind Spot to cave in, boulders crashing on him violently. It also revealed an exit to the cavern. Dark Side and Rarity nonchalantly exited the caverns, leaving a earth-covered Spot in their wake.

Author's Note

Yeah I figured Dark Side and Rarity were getting too little screen time at this point in the story so I tried to fix that up. Hopefully this chapter patched up a few things. Next chapter may bot be until new years, you know with Christmas coming up and all. Now that I think about it, Merry Christmas everyone!