Midnight's Genes

Night watched the carnage unfold in front of him as he watched the class of griffons harming Midnight not even allowing her a moment to retaliate. Night decided to let this ensue for a few more moments and walked in to stop her from being permanently harmed.

The griffons stopped and cowered at the sight of him approaching whereas Midnight saw him and relaxed as she assumed that the pain was finished.

" I am ashamed of you" stated Night sharply.

Midnight's pupils dilated and she tried to shrink away from Night in fear.

"You think I am going to hurt you? No no. I am going to walk away and let these griffons have their fun again. You are training to become a god killer if you can't even take down multiple griffons then what use do I have for you? You are to train until your namesake tonight and every other night until you are able to take down this class of griffons with your hoofs and a sword." stated Night and walked away hearing the excited squawks of griffons jumping to harm her.

A couple of months went by very quickly after that with Midnight spending most of her time gaining strength and accuracy to be able to hold off the torment of the griffons harming her again. Night, on the other hand, had heard the word  that the zebra had been found and was on his way to the camp.

"Are you sure he can be trusted general? The both of us have our incentives but I have no information about this zebra which shows me that he won't betray us" asked Night.

"Do you think I would invite someone this powerful to this camp who I can't trust? The zebra has his incentive and we do need him" replied The General.

Night nodded and sat formulating multiple plans in his head about how he could dispatch the zebra if he should become a threat.

After a few minutes, the zebra arrived into the tent wearing his head like a nobleman while coming into the tent. Night observed that the zebra was wearing a skull for a mask and various odd trinkets as well as a pair of power bracers on his hooves. Night thought himself that this zebra was not a force to be messed with and started to remember all of the zebra shaman research he decided to catch up on when anticipating this meeting.

The first zebra was a powerful mage who had been a stallion at one time and was powerful enough to be involved with the great old mages such as Starswirl and the Rune Maker. The zebra was addicted to power and resulted in stealing the power of a dragon to fuel himself but he screwed up the dragon noticed and incinerated him on the spot. While he should have died that day he managed to avoid it by cheating with magic. He tied his soul to a nearly unbreakable object with a painful procedure so when his body was incinerated his consciousness and magic was bound to the stone. The mage understandably freaked out and drew his magic in to create a new body which resulted in the common zebra body as he had no time to think about what he would look like. What the mage did not know was how a dragon's flames worked as he and every other mage had assumed that he just lit gases on fire like ponies had done for multiple years whereas a dragon's flames are a purely magical construct and when the mage pulled in his magic he had pulled in all the magic of the flames as which meant he had just created a supercharged pony look alike without a horn. One has to be said about the mage that he was not stupid and had realised just what he had just done and he decided to use his newfound powers to destroy the beast which destroyed his previous body. It was said the fight between the two was legendary and it swiftly ended with the mage decapitating the dragon as well as incinerating the flesh resulting a skull which the mage decided to wear a mask for the rest of his life. The mage had gone on to find himself a homeland far from Equestria and created huge temple devoted to himself and his many mare wives, if a zebra breeds with a pony they will always create a zebra offspring. Zebras expanded after that and created their whole society by how the original zebra lived. But here is the thing, a zebra is not as able to tap into their magic as easy as they pony race because when the zebra recreated himself he was distracted and the magic routes were altered. The math was done out of a 1 hundred unicorns 99 will be able to be taught to use their magic through their horns whereas 2 in a hundred zebras can successfully use to use their magic but those 2 in a hundred will be able to destroy the 99 unicorns as their magic is so concentrated. When a zebra shaman is identified from the pack they are put through an intense training ritual where their magic is expanded to near alicorn levels and then power bracers are slapped onto the zebra to make sure too much magic is not flowing through their bodies. The zebras usually travel the world after this and will always attempt to kill an incredibly powerful creature to wear the skull to honor  the first zebra and show how powerful the individual zebra was. The zebra which just entered the tent was wearing a fabled Basilisk skull. 'No wonder he treats himself like royalty' thought Night he knew how tough the Basilisks could be...

The zebra walked over to the general and Night and after observing the both of them said "It's nice to see you again general and you must be Night" extending his hoof out towards Night.

Night shook the hoof with his own and then said: "Aren't zebras opposed to speaking in rhyme?"

"That's only the enchanters of our species. Rhymes boost our magic when it comes to potion and weapon making. A zebra enchanter can become very powerful if they keep their rhymes flowing but the power will stop if they stop rhyming and then they have to start off with low-level magic again. My magic is warlock line and I don't need to rhyme thankfully." replied The Zebra

Night absorbed the information storing the information and then said "By the way I didn't catch your name"

The zebra grinned and said, "My name is Zedike but I personally prefer just Zed."

Zed looked down at the general's table and decided to inspect it further and after a few moments said "They were being serious about this... I didn't think that we were literally taking over Equestria. Doesn't this break most laws that exist?"

Night grinned and said "Who cares? We will be filthy rich, nobles and have a huge section of land."

Zed chuckles and after a moment says "Well then I am in... What's the plan?"

After many years of planning and training, two perfect things were created. The first of these were the actual plan, which was planned to be able to change slightly and still be able to complete the plan to near perfection and the second was Midnight Madness herself. Midnight had taken the shame to her soul and trained until even adult griffins weren't able to lay a single talon on her but for her that was not enough she kept training for 21 hours a day nonstop until she was able to defeat all opponents in a slice! Her powerful muscles, wings, and accuracy allowed for the ability to fight her components from any directions while having the strength and accuracy to slice through iron armor, flesh and bone.

After all these years the plan was coming to completion as the last of the griffins as well as Zed, The General, Night and Midnight were escorted through the barrier.

When through the barrier Night turned to the three behind him and said "Well my fine friends, this is the day a short revolution will change the whole world and the four of us will be rewarded with the greatest of treasures to ensure that our heroic actions will be remembred.

The three of you know your positions and plans to the letter and it is essential that you do not deviate off your paths. This is the last we shall see of each other until the day we stand on Equestria's ruins standing as victors!" after the speech Night pulled up the hood of his cloak and walked into the darkness with the other three following his example...

It was a calm night outside of Canterlot Castle and no one was roaming except for some of the Nightguard and one singular pony who was hiding in the shadows waiting until the guards were out of site until activating the crystal earpiece and saying in a whisper "Base this is M.M, The ghost is all clear and waiting for orders to initiate Ruin Maker."

Night looked at the screens in his base of operations watching the cameras he had implanted into the suits of his three generals for a few moments and then activated his own microphone and said "Reading you loud and clear M.M, Z and G are you in positions yet?"

After a few moments, the speakers crackled to life with confirmations.

Night sighed with relief and then activated his microphone again and stated" Mission Ruin Makers is a go. Good luck Ladies and Gentleponys."

Midnight knew that was her queue to go and she snuck into the castle through the unlocked door to her right making sure to avoid the sight of the guard roaming around the castle as she made her way through the castle. She recognized the corridor she was approaching noting it to be close to the throne room of the two sisters but as she snuck through the first door she saw two guards come round the corner and spot her immediately. Before  the first guard is even able to open his mouth to shout a warning  Midnight launched forward lifting her sword up towards his neck and in a nanosecond his still conscious head is sent through the air as Midnight slices her sword back down and straight through the head of the second guards pony.

Midnight looks around for any more guards after this incident and when not seeing any decides to open the door into the throne room...

And gets completely fried with about 1,000,000 volts of electricity leaving her less than a puddle on the floor for janitors to clean up  because she had not realized that a key card was needed to come into the throne room which therefore activated the lethal spell.

Night watched all of this from his video screens in shock and wrote down his notes into his book reminding his younger self to pick up the keycard and that now it was time to start having fun experimenting which he then cast his time spell and sent the book insides to the past...