The Reign Of Blood vs Drago

Gilda shook her head, "Stop thinking about him!" After Drago had taken down ThunderClaw, Gilda sped away to the griffon capital. The whole way there, she couldn't get Drago out of her head. Unknown to most, Gilda had a small semblance of how magic felt. She got it after being around Rainbow Dash's 'friends' for a little bit. The only thing she really knew, was what magic 'felt' like coming off of a powerful person. She was able to feel this when she was around Twilight Sparkle, Celestia, and Luna. All of their magic told her that to face them in battle would mean suicide. However, she always felt their magic at its fullest. They wore it around like a cloak, a testament to why they are alicorns. But with Drago, Gilda got just a small sense of his power when he fought ThunderClaw.

But from that small sense, Gilda could tell he was more powerful than all of the alicorns combined. His power, she couldn't explain it. It just felt like it towered over everyone, but yet he could control it. It felt like, if he wanted to, he could take down this entire planet, by himself, in three days. That is what attracted her to him. In griffon, and just regular society, it is natural for the females to go after the most desirable males. This mostly meant to go after whatever male is the most powerful out of all the others, the one who could beat all the rest. Before, Celestia was top dog around here, as such there weren't a lot of hook ups, since both the males and females desired her. But, with Drago coming here, that changed.

Gilda shook her head again, but no matter what she did, her thoughts kept coming back to him. Call it instinct, or whatever you want, but she really couldn't let him go. It was a mixture of her pride, competitive attitude, and need. Her pride and attitude, demanded that she beat every other female out there, and get him to be hers. While she needed him to be able to protect any children they had, thus securing their legacy on the planet.

While she was having these thoughts, Gilda stopped in her mid air, her wings flapping against the wind. She heard someone call her name. And not just any someone, Drago.

"Gilda, I'm calling in that boon."

She instantly reversed direction, and sped off towards where his voice had come from. She wasn't sure what she could do for him now, but she didn't care. She saw that she was heading towards the Canterlot castle, and felt a tug on her mind. Her Goddess was asking for her help, but she shook it off. She broke free of Celestia's control, using a mixture of three things.

Willpower.

Duty.

And love.

15 minutes before Gilda turned around

Time seemed to slow down for Drago, as Null left his sheath. Celestia was in front of him, mid transformation, her eyes going wide at how Drago was able to get close to her this quickly. She knew he was fast, but didn't expect him to be able to get at her this quick. As the rest of the party bore down on Drago, hoping to latch on to his skin and bit deep, Null continued to travel into Drago's right hand. He brought it out and slashed Celestia diagonally across the chest. Before one blood drop could even fall, Drago jumped back and hopped across the heads of his opponents towards the thrones. He landed on his feet, back to the army, and called William forth onto his back. Gripping the handle with is left hand, he brought is out and held both of his weapons by his side.

When time turned back to normally, and his party got up from the shock of the fact they just tried to eat the floor, Drago looked towards the wound the gave Celestia. Just as Luna told him, Celestia's skin quickly patched itself up, and soon not even a scar was left. Drago grinned, the one thing Celestia didn't see, were the black flames Null's cut had left behind. Rather than dissipate, they went inside of Celestia's skin, along with all of her healed tissue. She didn't feel it, because Drago had yet to activate it. Drago spoke to his swords using telepathy, 'Alright boys, the fun starts now.'

'We shall burn the flesh from their bones!' Null said, his voice holding greater vim.

'Oy! It's about time ya wee lady!' William said, his usually drunken voice now more coherent.

Drago watched the army, waiting to see them make a move. The crowd parted down the middle, across the gap, walked Celestia, and her entourage. Their black gazes shifted up and down Drago's body, like predators watching as their prey was backed into a corner. Once they were at the front of the army, the gap closed, giving Drago the image of a the Black Gate of Mordor shutting. An uneasy silence fell on the throne room, until Celestia broke it, You'll have to forgive me for the deception Drago, but I'm afraid this was inevitable. Sooner or later, you would've died, then joined us. However, as you yourself intrigue me, I shall give you a choice. One: you can choose to fight us and we will make your death slow and painful. Or surrender now, and we will make it quick." She said this entire sentence with a bored expression, like she had done this countless times before. She probably figured most people would go for the former.

Drago was not most people, "Or I can choose option 3."

Celestia laughed, a laughed that resonated with a darkness only seen in Hell, "Oh my dear Drago, there is no option 3."

"I must disagree my dear, there is always an option 3."

Celestia's laughing stopped, and her eyes narrowed, "Oh, then pray tell, what is this 'option 3'."

Drago pointed Null at the left most corner of the army, and began to drag it to the right, "I kill every single last one of you, and walk out of here and get some manticore to eat." There was silence for a bit, until the entire room, erupted into laughter. All of the mane six began to roll on the floor, holding their sides, and the rest of the army joined in as well.

Getting himself under a bit of control, Shining said, "Kill us all!? You maybe strong Drago, but there is no way anypony could pull that off. And to top it off, you're alone!"

Drago smile grew wider, "Oh but who says I'm alone." That was when everyone stopped laughing and looked at the elephants in the room. Almost the entire army had thought what Drago said was funny.

Except for Luna, Silver Spoon, and Diamond Tiara. They all began to make their way over to the throne, until they stood on each side of Drago, Luna on the left, and the others on the right. For the most part, the entire army was shocked, evidenced by the fact that they stopped laughing, got up right, and now their jaws were on the floor. It wasn't Tiara and Spoon's desertion that surprised them, Celestia had warned them about how Drago was able to severe the connection. But Luna's betrayal, now that was new. "Lu Lu, what are you doing?" Celestia asked her sister, for the first time allowing her voice to show confusion.

"What We believe is right sister. When We visited Drago in his dreams, he gave us something we have not had in a long time. Peace of mind, " Luna replied, her voice not showing a hint of remorse.

"But, I can still feel the connection-AGGH!" Celestia cried out at the end of her sentence, her head pounding like a jackhammer.

"You mean that flimsy magical connection you have with your slaves? Yeah, I took care of that when Luna was in my dreams. The only reason you haven't felt it till now is because I placed lots of magical blockers on it so you wouldn't find out about it until just now," Drago said, smugness in his voice. "Also, when Luna was in my head, we planned this whole entire thing out, and she told me what every single last one of you can do, so you can't surprise me, at least not yet."

While still holding her head, Celestia replied, "I have underestimated you Drago, however, this doesn't change a thing, it's still only four against," she paused to count how many soldiers she had, "180, 200, 310 soldiers!"

"Correction, it's five against 310 soldiers."

The army began to look around, startled at the seemingly invisible voice. However, Celestia and her gang didn't look around the room, but right at Luna. When the rest of the army caught what they were staring at, they all gasped in horror. At Luna's shadow was slowly going out to her left side, and growing in length. The shadow itself grew to be taller than Celestia and then it moved upward, turning from 2D to 3D. No introduction or description was needed for the form the shadow took. Every species there had heard the stories of what she did years ago, of who she was.

Nightmare Moon.

"But how? We already got rid of you?!" Twilight asked, her mind swirling with reasons on how Nightmare Moon could come back. "Also, how in the world did you get your own body?!"

Nightmare spoke up, her voice seeming to echo across the room, "That is all thanks to Drago."

She looked over at Drago and nodded to him, he just waved it off, "Meh, tweren't nothin'. All I did was the one thing nobody ever thought of, I talked to you. That and used a bit of shadow magic to allow you to gain your own body, and move as far away from Luna as you want. To put it into laymens terms, you are no longer shackled to Luna, you're your own person."

Celestia seemed taken aback, "But, that kind of high level magic.... Only a very powerful-." Celestia seemed thoughtful for a minute, before attempting to smile again, "You surprise me yet again Drago, I look forward to having you under my thrall. And while, your 'crew' I believe it is called, is impressive, it is still only five."

"Oh, thanks for reminding me," Drago looked towards the ceiling and shouted, "Gilda, I'm calling in that boon you owe me." For five minutes nothing happened, then Gilda sped through the window, breaking it, and appearing on Drago's right side.

She skidded to halt, bringing up dust in her wake, before looking at Drago with wide eyes, "Yes Drago! What do you need?!"

Drago noticed the girlish squee in her voice, "Kind of eager aren't we, Gilda?"

Gilda got the hint and composed herself, standing next to Drago, facing the army, "T-th-that's only because, IIIIIII, want to get this 'boon' thing cleared up! OK!?"

Drago nodded and turned back to Celestia, "That makes six, now just to arm up." Drago raised his sword Null high into the sky. "By the black flames! I gift you with Null's power!" And then...nothing happened. Drago kept holding Null in the air and things got awkward. "Ehhhh, give me a second," Drago said as he brought his katana down and towards his face. "Null, what is going on.... You don't feel like it!?.....Listen I need those armor and weapon sets right now!.....I don't care if it makes you dizzy just do it!"

Celestia looked towards Luna, "Are you sure you picked the right side, sister?"

"Shut up, Tia!" both Luna and Nightmare said at the same time.

Drago's face lite up, as he lifted Null into the air again, "Alright, it should work-" And then the flames from Null's blade exploded outwards, blanketing the area around the thrones in dark fire. Drago, Luna, Nightmare, Tiara, Spoon, and Glida were all engulfed until they couldn't be seen. The army flinched as the heat of the flames grew in intensity, threatening to set them ablaze as well. When they first saw the wall of fire, they were sure Drago had killed them all.

Then the flames cleared.

Drago himself was relatively unchanged, but his sword William was now glowing with ethereal black flames licking it. The four ponies, and one griffon, however, were drastically changed. In Luna and Nightmare's places, stood two alicorns in completely black armor. The armor itself seemed to ripple with magically energy, the air around it shimmering every so often. The armor looked both sturdy enough to survive a warhammer, but light enough to be able to move quickly in. Laced with the emblems of the moon, the armor made the alicorns hard to tell apart, other than their height difference. On their backs were twin moonsteel long swords, that glinted with moonlight and had black fire moving in waves from the bases to the tips.

Tiara and Spoon, were similarly armored, except they had red bows with black fire tipped arrows. The bows seemed to fade in and out of reality, giving them a ghostly look.

Finally, Gilda's mid section was covered in black leather armor. The armor had runes etched into it, that spread throughout her arms and talons, allowing her access to flame magic. On top of that, each of her wings had runes in them, allowing them to extend into black flame curved blades. She could use these blades to cut foes with her wings, or pull them out and use them with her claws. The runes on her wings allowed her for a never ending supply of these blades.

They all looked themselves over, seemingly awestruck at their new attire. "This is new. I did not expect you to gift us which such awesome armaments." Luna said flexing her wings, which stayed the same, but had a little bit of armor on them.

"It is true, thou hath done a wonderful job," praised Nightmare floating her sword out with her magic and giving it a few test swings.

"Wow, just, wow," Gilda said, putting her claws out in front of herself. A small wave of black fire shot out, startling her, causing her to hop back a bit. Once she realized she had done that, she tried it multiple times, getting a feel for it.

"Our master gifts us with weapons!" Tiara shouted in glee. "That means he is pleased with us!" Spoon replied.

Pinkie shook her head, "Oh I get Gildy, Lu Lu, and NIghty, but why bows for Tiara and Spoon author!? It makes no sense!" The entire crowd looked at Pinkie like she was insane.

Except Drago who simply said, "Oh, whenever someone becomes my bitch, I give them enhanced strength, speed, and weapon proficiency, my hoes gotta be able to fight!" Now the crowd looked at Drago like he was insane.

"You can understand her?!" Twilight asked. "How?"

"That's not important, what is important, is that you are about to die. Charge!" Drago shouted as his party ran towards the enemy army, all of them drawing their weapons, and Gilda taking to the skies.

"Everypony! Charge!" Celestia shouted. While the army marched forth, Celestia and the mane six stayed behind to watch the proceedings.

As Drago and his party charged their adversaries, a dark part of Drago's mind looked on through his eyes. The dark being chuckled with amusement. "This will be a bloodbath."