The Return of Nightmare Moon

The Return of Nightmare Moon Part 5

     Chrysalis opened the door of the library and stepped inside. It was dark in there; Spike must have already gone to sleep. She flipped on the lights. She jumped back; standing in the middle of the room was Dark Flame.

     “Good evening.” he said cheerfully as he looked over the book shelves.

     “Hey.” she said awkwardly. “What are you doing here?” She wanted to see him tonight but did not expect him to be waiting for her.

     “Can’t I stop in to see how my favorite Changeling’s mission is going?” he asked, turning toward her.

     “Of course you can.” she said happily. “Wait, where’s Spike?”  she asked urgently glancing around.

     “Don’t worry. I put him in a trance. He’ll wake up in an hour or two and won’t remember a thing.” he said villainously pointing to a book shelf. Spike stood erect with a dust rag in his hand and a glazed, dead, look in his eyes.

     “Wonderful.” she said happily. “But” she sighed lowering her head. “I think that Twilight’s friends are getting suspicious of me. What are we to do?”

     “This is most troublesome.” he said in deep thought. “You must find a way to reverse the Elements as soon as possible!” he ordered.

     “How?” she asked.

     “Go to the Canterlot Archives tomorrow. Find a way.”  he ordered with a fiery look in his, huge, violet eyes.

     “And what will YOU be doing?” she asked raising her eyebrow at him.

     “The same thing I have been doing this whole time; recruiting the youth of Equestria for our new army.” he said with and evil laugh.

     “YOU WILL GET REPORTED!” she shrieked.

     “No I won’t. The youth of this country are stupid and easily swayed. I already have 300 college students signed up.”

     “That’s great!” she cheered. He smiled and told her goodbye.  Then he transformed into a cloud of smoke that looked just like his mane. It glittered and sparkled and flew out of an open window.

     Chrysalis looked about the room. She looked over the book shelves with a white glove. Not a speck of dust was found.

     “The dragon did well.” she smiled and she climbed the stairs to bed.