Celestia was not happy.

When you are an Old God, few things can surprise you. Normally you've lived sooo long, you've seen just about everything. Celestia was no exception. She's seen all of the fighters, berserkers, mages, archers, summoners, even the odd jester. She's faced deception, small rebellions, religious uprisings, tries at seduction(to her, her sister, niece, Chosen, and Chosen's friends), She's even faced other Gods who have come here to take over her domain. All of them had tried, but yet all of them had failed. Yet when Celestia fought them, she felt confident, knew she could win. When she looked at them, she saw an ant waiting to be crushed.

But when she looked at Drago, she felt fear.

She felt like the ant.

"Is something troubling you, my Goddess?" she heard Applejack ask her.

"No, my subject. I'm fine," She lied with an attempt at a smile, which is hard when your mouth is split open. Her and her subjects were currently in a train car together, while Drago was in the other. She had given the ticket vendor specific instructions, via mind link, to split up the group like this. After what she had observed, she needed to confer with her subjects, make a plan. And they didn't need Drago listening in on them. "Applejack,"she said turning to see the Element of Honesty, did Drago ever lie to us while we were in Ponyville?" It was a bit of a quirk that came with taking the Elements of Harmony and turning them into her children. For some reason, they all seemed to keep their Elements powers.

Applejack held her forehead with a hoof, seemingly deep in thought, "I'm.....not sure, Goddess. Everything that feller said, felt like the truth." Celestia had done her best to get rid of that southern drawl that seemed to run in the Apple family. She had the most success with Applejack, who only slipped into it sometimes.

Celestia was confused, something that was never good for Old Gods. While they are older than nowadays Gods, that usually just means they are more powerful, and more all knowing. They are always there, in the shadows of the younger Gods, just waiting for enough followers to give them power, and then they can strike. And with their knowledge from watching the world above, they know just about everything. In other words, when a younger God was confused, you had a problem. When an Old God was confused, you were screwed, "What exactly do you mean 'felt like the truth'?"

"Well, normally, I'm able to tell when a ponies lying and when their telling the truth. But with Drago......It felt like something was blocking me from hearing the lies. I don't 'stand it myself," Applejack replied.

Celestia sighed from the seat besides the window. She was the only one sitting, everyone else was in a semi circle facing her. "Alright then, so we know he has a defense against Applejack's, did we ever come with a name for it actually?" All she got were ponies who found the ground very interesting. Ok, so from now on, we call it 'Lie detection' ok? Do we know anything else about him?"

Shining Armor spoke up, "Well, if he is able to block out Applejacks lie detection, then we have to assume everything he told us up to this point may have been a lie."

"Hey! Not everything! I've seen his speed myself! He can definitely go faster than me! I'm not sure about the speed of light though." Rainbow Dash said.

Celestia turned to Twilight, "Chosen, have you been sensing any magic from him?"

Her Chosen spoke up, "Well no, except when he used that move on Tiara and Spoon. What was it called, the 'Atomic Bitch Slap'?"

Celestia winced at the mention of that name, she knew that was not a lie. She felt the move magically rip Tiara and Spoon from her control. Whenever she tried to reach those two in Drago's room, she didn't get anything. No thoughts. No movements. It was like someone had taken her children away from her. And she hated that feeling. "That most certainly was not a lie. Whatever it was, it caused me to lose my connection to those two fillies." Celestia closed her eyes in concentration, and went into her mindscape as she called it. It was the network that connected all of her subjects to her, all the way to the Changeling hive. "Attention my subjects, beware of the one called Drago's, 'Atomic Bitch Slap'. Do not let it touch you no matter what!" she gave these orders to all of her followers. She didn't want to have to feel that pain again. She opened her eyes and spoke to her gathered once more, "Anything else to report?"

]"Besides the fact that he has wings, is very alert, and possibly only has two weapons on him, no nothing else my Goddess," Luna said while bowing.

Celestia nodded, "Luna, I want you to go in to his dreams, and see if you can find out anything else about him."

Luna seemed a little surprised at the order. Celestia liked that. She had given each of her followers just enough free will to not be robots, but not challenge her either. You can tweak others like that after creating 'better' versions of them. "If you don't mind my asking my Goddess, but why?"

Celestia attempted another smirk, "Because if there is one thing I know about males, stallions or not, no one can resist the charms of a beautiful mare."

Luna, after seeing the wisdom in this, bowed her head, "May your will be done Goddess." With that she sat up next to Celestia, and closed her eyes.

Celestia looked out the window, watching the landscape roll by.

'So that's how you want to play Drago, alright then. Lets play.'

"Seriously, you two can go do....anything else besides stay with me." Drago said to the two fillies under his control. While he was glad that the two hos got what they deserved, he still didn't like them listening to him. Slavery, in any form, is still slavery. Which is one of the main reasons why he only uses the Atomic Bitch Slap on males or females who really piss him off. But, for the most part he only uses it on males, I mean it only disintegrates them. But the females, they're pretty much forced to serve him against any will of their own. While he was happy to learn that using it was a way to get them out of Celestia's control, he didn't like that they would just be put under his control. No one should have to live like that. So, whenever he gets some bitches this way, he tries his best to get them to do something of their own free will.

"But all we want is to please you master!" unfortunately, it didn't work with these two. Drago attributed it to the fact that they had been under Celestia so long, that it was hot wired into their brains. He would have to find a way around that, but figured he could do it later.

"Alright. Well it would please me, if you two were to go stand guard at the door. Tell me if anyone comes in or out. I'm going to sleep." They both saluted their pony way, and zipped over to watch the one door in the car. Drago had already put up the same ward he had used back in 'The Chosen's' guest room, on the door and window. Thus he didn't really need them guarding him. But he didn't really need sleep either. It was a little plan of his, while his information gathering was going smoothly, he needed a bit more before he could act. And what better way to get information about someone, then from their own blood sibling? Drago, stretched out on the cushion that normally is in train cars, which was quite small compared to him, and prepared to nap. He told himself to wake up once he thought he had gained enough info, and closed his eyes.

Drago's eyes slowly opened. He got up and looked around the blackness that was his mind. He sighed, he liked it here. Here he didn't have to think about anything. Not his past, not his present, not his future, not anything. All he had to do, was rest.

That rest of course was eliminated when he suddenly found himself in a room that looked like one of those police interrogation rooms. He was in a chair on the right side of a small square table. He sighed an unhappy sigh, he knew exactly who this was. Suddenly, black and red crows began to filter in to the room from nowhere. They began to take on the shape of a man in the other seat. The man was tall, about 5'11", and he radiated power. The crows formed a pin stripped black suit, with a matching tie and hat. This was the only person who could ever enter Drago's mind. He never knew his real name, he only ever introduced himself as...

...The Author.

"Hey Drago, listen Luna's trying to get into your head," Drago saw this coming. The Author was one of the main reasons why no one could mind control him or get into his dreams, they had to go through The Author first. "I'm only telling you cause, I want to know if you want her here or not."

"Let her in, her sister probably sent her here to seduce me, but I'm going to turn on the charm." Drago said using his winning smile.

The Author laughed, "Since when did you have charm? If I remember correctly all your previous female party members either left you, or want you dead!"

"Not Cupa."

There was an awkward silence once Drago said that. The Author sighed, "I told you I'm working on that."

"Well then work faster!" Drago said slamming his fist on the table.

The Author didn't flinch, "You know that only you and the other two can get her back, so stop whining. Now do you want Luna here or not?"

"Yeah, let her in."

With that the landscape changed once again. Drago was on the moon, looking down at Equestria. The whole planet, looked exactly like earth from space. Now if only you could get past the brighter colors and cleaner atmosphere.

"Hello, Luna. I see you somehow got into my memories of human women," Drago said as he turned towards Luna. Sure enough there she was in her moonlight dress and anthro. Drago of course, let her into his memories, he could stomach it a lot better if she was anthro. He wouldn't go too far, just far enough to get what he wanted.

"I see you were expecting me," Luna said as she caused a couch to materialize out of moon rocks. She sat down and patted the seat next to her, gesturing for Drago to sit. He obliged, and then just stared out into space, watching the millions of stars that are mostly likely dead now. Luna got closer, hugging his arm, "So, do you want to talk about yourself?"

Drago removed his hood, revealing his face, and looked her in the eyes, "Actually, how about we talk a bit about you?"

Luna seemed surprised by this, "Oh, I'm sure you don't want anything to do with me, after all," she broke eye contact, biting her lip, "Everypony is afraid of me."

"Oh I doubt that, I mean they don't have a reason to be," Drago said trying to sound reassuring.

Luna looked up at the night sky, her sky, "Oh, but they do."

"Well, I'm here to listen. I won't judge I promise."

Luna looked to him, hope in her eyes, "Really?" Drago nodded. And then Luna recounted her time as Nightmare Moon. All the way from when she tried to take control, to when she got hit by the Elements. Drago knew this story, but if his plan was going to work he need to listen to Luna. "And that is how I reclaimed myself. But she is still with me, always trying to get out," Luna concluded tears threatening to come to her eyes.

Drago asked the one question she never expected to hear, "Have you tried talking to her?"

"What!?"

"Well, I've been in your situation before. I have a part of myself that just wants to go bezerk and kill everyone. However, I talked to him, and we reached an agreement. Whenever, I am fighting people or when I want to punish an extreme jackass, like a rapist, he gets to come out and have some fun. However, all the other times, I'm in control. That way, I never hurt anyone who I don't want to."

Luna looked unsure, "I don't know..."

"Look," Drago said, "She is still a part of you, which means she's you. She's your violent side, no matter how much you want to ignore her. The more you ignore her, the stronger she gets and sooner or later, she's just gonna get out of control. Please, give it a try?"

Luna looked at Drago's eyes. He had made sure to put as much trustworthiness into them as possible. Luna sighed, "I'll try." She stood up and looked out at the moonscape, "Nightmare Moon! I know your out there! Come on out!"

"I have always been here, Luna," said a voice from behind the couch Drago was on. He got up and saw an alicorn who looked just like Luna except older, taller, and with more badass armor.

Drago walked around the couch to her and held out his hand, "You must be Nightmare Moon, it is a pleasure."

Nightmare seemed to hesitate a bit before shaking Drago's hand, "I'm sure it is."

Drago decided to take control of the conversation, "So, from my understanding, you took over Luna and used her body to try to create an eternal night?"

"Yes, for it was our birth right. They are our ponies two, but yet they all just love the dawn and fear the night."

"I see, you want to be recognized for your actions," Drago said nodding, "You want ponies to see the night the way they do the dawn."

"Correct, but yet my other self was too weak to accomplish this task."

Luna turned around, fury evident on her fact, "Too weak?! I didn't want to hurt anypony!"

Nightmare turned to her with the same fury on her face, "Which is exactly why our sister beat us!'

"It's both of your faults."

Both the mares turned on Drago, the fire in their eyes getting brighter, "You take that back!" they said in unison.

Drago pressed on, "You both are only interested in what other people think of you. When in reality, you only need to know one thing." He pointed to both of the alicorns, "Are you happy with yourselves?"

"Yes."

"Are you?"

"Y-yes," they both said with less certainty.

"Are you?"

It took a second, then they both bent their heads forward, "No, we're...we're not."

"And why aren't you?"

"Because, we always look for approval from other ponies, and our sister. And usually, those things cause us great distress. Hay, we only came here because our sister order us to seduce you."

Drago took a small step towards both mares, "And do you want to seduce me."

"No, we only want to know you."

"Is that you talking or your sister?"

"Us."

Drago nodded, taking another step, "Alright then, my advice to you two would be, stop worrying about what other people think of you or the night you create. Only look for your approval. Is this night you created good to you? Yes? Then be happy with it and move on. No? Then get rid of it and start over. Never just give up because some ponies love your sister better than others. Be happy with what you do, and do it to the best of your ability. And if someone tries to hurt you or anyone you want to protect, hit them until they stop moving." Drago grabbed both mares in a group hug, "Be happy, because this is a rare occurrence for anyone."

Both alicorns were surprised and tense for a few seconds, then they relaxed and hugged Drago back. They stayed that way for a couple minutes, until the alicorns broke the hold, "Thank you."

"Now lets talk."

Drago awoke in his car a few minutes later to the sound of a train's whistle. He looked out the window and saw that they were in Canterlot.

'I hope what I did for Luna helped,' he thought as he got up and walked out of the cabin, 'Because shits about to hit the fan.'

Author's Note

Don't think that Drago told Luna anything that will work to his disadvantage. But don't worry, I just have one more chapter to go, and then the first confrontation shall be upon us.