Moonlit Madara. A name feared by many for his ruthless ways and pony experiments.
Pinkamena Diane Pie. A name feared across Equestria for being a corrupt element of harmony.
When the two combine what will happen? The two greatest evils acting as father and daughter. What will become of the land of Equestria?
Madara sat on his throne in his dark, gloomy, and outright depressing world of his making. He sat there pondering his next move against Equestria as Pinkie Pie sat at the bottom of his throne, asleep. Her hair had long since spoofed downwards, and Madara's assistant helped her style it into something relatively simple and unexpected from the form or party pony--- a bun. While she was at it, she died her hair black, to signify that she was Madara's right hand mare, next to her. She lie there, asleep in battle armor reminiscent of Madara's, which shoulder pads and hard wood blocking to cover her stomach and pelvic area. She looked somewhat like a pink, mare version of Madara.

"Pinkamena! Awaken!" Madara commanded in a powerful voice. Pinkie Pie immediately shot upward and got into a stance reminiscent of the at attention position in the military. She did an about face and saluted Madara before asking her intimidating superior a question.

"Yes sir? Did you figure out a manner to take over Equestria?" Pinkie asked, holding her stance and keeping a straight face. There was nothing left. After Madara came along and got hold of Pinkie Pie there was nothing left. Just a hollow shell in which Madara filled it with destruction, death, and evil. She was now just a gaping hole seeping with nothing but evil.

"No. Not yet. But before I do I thought that I should tell you my plan."

"Really sir?"

"Yes. I have surmised that you can be trusted. This plan is very long and complicated so I suggest you listen up. I will. It repeat myself."

"Aye Aye sir!" Pinkie exclaimed. It seemed that even after seventy-two hours of mental torture by the Tsukyomi that she still retained a small amount of her silliness.

"Alright, before I begin, I should tell you why we will take over Equestria and kill this tyrannical leader of theirs." Madara said, referring to Celestia. "Long ago, fifty years, give or take, my son decided he would get involved with a mare from the Apple family, one of the branches of the Sinji clan, which ultimately belonged to Princess Celestia. Her name was Candy Apple. The two were virtually inseparable. It disgusted me. Love is a pitiful emotion. Love is virtually worthless. The ones you love. If your immortal, like Celestia, you see ones you love come and go. Come and go. You can never settle for anyone, knowing that one day they will die. That is most likely why Celestia is the bitch she is today. She kills without batting an eye, hiding behind the foolish facade of an innocent princess. She is worthless. I honestly wouldn't waste my time on her if not for what she...did..." Madara said, his hoof slamming into the armrest of his throne as memories plagued his mind of Celestia.

"Sir? What happened?"

"She killed Candy Apple." Madara said with the tiniest bit of sadness in his eye.

"What?! Why?!" Exclaimed Pinkie. By now she knew not to trust anyone, but Celestia was the one pony out of a select few she thought she could trust. Now she knew why Madara would clam up whenever Fusaku's wife was brought up. Or why he would get irritated whenever Celestia was brought up.

"As I said, I must tell you part of my story first. I was born in a small village a little south of Fillydelphia. As soon as I came out of my mother's womb, they discovered something very fascinating about me. As soon as I was born, my Sharingan had already awakened. Because of this, they knew I was a prodigy among the Moonlit and protected me 24/7 365. Guards always surrounded my room. Mother and Father ordered full body frisks of all who came to visit me, even little fillies or foals. As I was alone most of my time, I spent most of my days, training away. My powers grew intense. And then tragedy struck. At the age of 15, my village was attacked by the opposing village of the Sinji, a long line of alicorjs who sought to unite the whole country. My family, however, did not want this and fought until the end. By the time my parents where killed, they had murdered the guards as well. Celestia walked into my room. I immediately recognised her, as this was not the first time our village butted heads with theirs. Then, from out of nowhere, my brother appeared between us. He attempted to reason with the princess but she simply wouldn't listen. Celestia prepared to blast my brother. I was scared. That should justify what I did next. All of the sudden, I fired a giant surge of magic from my horn. It was so immense that my little brother got caught in it also. It apparently teleported the two to the moon. I never saw my brother again. But afterwards, I gained the Mangekyo, so it must have meant that I....killed him. After that atrocity, I met Midnight Masquerade. She was, as one would put it, beautiful. Even though, I still couldn't feel anything for her. She fell for me and sure enough, we ended up having two children. It was the start of a new generation of the Moonlit. Their names were Fusaku and Mila. Mare and colt. Fusaku grew up to have 3 kids, one of them's whereabouts are unknown. But two are known, two ponies you are familiar with, being Dark Side and Fluttershy. As for my daughter... She had a single child, Trixie, I believe. Before I go on, understand that I only had the kids to further my bloodline." Madara said, finishing half of the story.

"Okee-Doke--- I mean, I understand my Lord." Pinkie said. Judging by her outburst, it seems that the dark hole that is now Pinkie hadn't completely consumed herself yet.

"Now. As I told you, my daughter in law, Candy Apple was killed. Celestia believed her to be a threat to everyone around her because she used to be affiliated with my son. One day she just upped and took Fluttershy and ditched him, leaving her son. Still, her murder was unjustified, and for that she shall pay. Now, if you would remember that I sent her to the moon. While she was up there, as I read in a book, somehow some of her aura stuck to the moon's surface, making to somewhat reflective. This world. This world we inhabit right now. It is but a dream. A dream that one day we will be able to live our dreams as reality. With project Tsuki-No-Me we will not be tied down to this pathetic farce regular ponies call reality! Now, I need to get into the highest point in Equestria that has the highest concentration of magic so that I can reflect my Mangekyo of the moon. And you know where that is! Canterlot Castle! Everyone will have to submit to eternal Tsukyomi. But it will be different from the one I used on you. In this one it will be a dream state. You can do or be anything! It is the perfect reality!" Madara shouted, finishing up his speech.

Pinkie clopped her front hooves together. "Good show! Jolly good show!--- I mean, very inspirational, my Lord."

"Pinkamena, is something wrong? You have been acting like you have to consciousness."

"Yes sir, everything us alright."

"Well prepare for tomorrow. Tomorrow we start the first phase of Project Tsuki-No-Me! We murder Celestia and take her castle!"

Author's Note

It actually took me awhile to plot Madara's plan, I was going to make it very difficult, but I changed it up a bit to make it less confusing.

Yes the first part is from one of my other stories, but only because I felt it should be cannon. And yes, Equestria believes that Pinkamena is a separate entity than Pinkie Pie.

Honestly, I'm not sure if I want Madara to fail or not. The idea of a dream world destroys all imagination barriers, so my mind can roam free. More possibility in it.

Actually, I'm thinking about making some of this in the Equestria Girls universe. I want Madara to use Jutsu and things like that but he has no digits... what do you guys think?