Little Strongheart awoke, finding herself restrained in a dark, ominous environment, the air warm and ventilated, the ground soft and plush…

Now hang on a minute? Warm and ventilated? Soft and plush? Didn’t seem like what you’d expect from a dungeon.

But lo, the lights came on to reveal the truth! it was not a dungeon the fair maiden had been locked away in, with fuzzy handcuffs and strange implements aligning the walls…

...at least, not a dungeon Strongheart was expecting nor comfortable with.

“Ah, my lovely damsel has awoken at last~...” her warden, Nightmare Moon, daughter of the Corrupting Evil purred out as she entered the room, wearing garments that would seem indecent to even the most lecherous of succubi. “I can’t wait to try my new improvement with you…”

Despite the buffalo’s stance on the matter, the fact she was imprisoned by a creature of evil and most assuredly not withheld here by consent, her body had become a traitor to her fears and anger. “I-Improvement?”

Her voice died in her throat as her thoughts and her hormonally imbalanced body clashed together, invoking some kind of mix of panic and arousal that-

*unzip*

Oh. my….

“Is… that…”

“What? Only used to seeing this on a stallion~? Let me show you how ‘hot’ the living dead can be.”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~!!”

“What was that?!” the pair exclaimed, they had returned to the dungeon not long after the Family-Man Evil had revealed Flurry had spoken her first words, being ‘silly unca’, and that they had missed the occasion.

“More than likely? Nightmare taking care of our newest guest.”

“More like prisoner, right?” Shining deduced.

“You catch on quickly, with Little Strongheart in my clutches, I will ensure Chief Thunderhooves does not intervene… at least until it is too late.”

“And we were in town because…you wanted a key?” Cadence said, revealing the key the Corrupting Evil had requested they get from the Sheriff before leaving.

“It falls in line with my previous objective, now I can assault the town via the stampeding trail, and with the key to the main storage barn they can’t get at their ammunition before I can reach them, but I can.”

“And with all their food and main source of weapons under your control, you’re expecting a quick surrender or at the very least an easy fight should they refuse to back down.” one of crystal ghouls passing by mentioned, causing the astral construct of the Compassionate Evil to wince.

“Hopefully Emerald Gaze, it won’t come to the second one, I won’t let ponies die if I can help it, they make excellent subjects if you treat them right, and a powerful enemy when you don’t… something I’m sure my counterparts will learn the hard way.”

“Counterparts??” the group before the Slipped-up Evil exclaimed.

“Oh, here we go.” he groan as he began a tale.

--------------------------------{Corrupting Evil}--------------------------------

This is not the first time I have been defeated by the forces of good through a banishment of divine power, and it is not the first time I have returned from such a long slumber, however it was not this aspect that was the first to awaken last time.

You see, long ago, I as the Absolute Evil was just beginning my campaigns of conquest and terror, I didn’t exactly have any past experiences to run through, in fact before all of this I was your basic evil entity that ruled over his own dungeon of darkness.

It wasn’t much, but it was home, and home was nice, even if I had to share it with Demons, Goblins and other more brutish creatures. But then the heroes came.

They were ruthless, of course since it was an evil dungeon, heroes rushed in left and right to prove themselves, slay monsters and gain more experience so they could slay more monsters.

But the worst part was that they went out of their way to steal my treasure! It wasn’t even theirs but because I was evil they felt justified in taking every last coin!

“Well no more!” I said, and I did something unheard of for evil creatures, I rallied them all under one banner and attacked the surface!

Now before you get upset with my next choice of words, I was not like I was then, I was that stupid kind of evil, the one that kicked puppies and stole candy from babies for no discernible reason but that I enjoyed the pain and tears of others.

‘So, no different than what you are now.’

For the record! Shining Armor! All victims of the Crystal Plague were given their minds and lives back to them without further trauma! Geez you make it sound like I threatened your daughter’s life.

‘Didn’t you literally threaten Flurry’s life to get Strongheart’s cooperation?’

‘YOU DID WHAT?!’

Emerald! You traitor!

---------------------------------{One Ear-Chewing Later}---------------------------------

*ahem* well… moving on, I had carved a path of terror and destruction across the land of… come to think of it there wasn’t really a name, I don’t think anyone bothered, not even me after I had conquered it, all I know was that it was a lush land filled with good and all the goody things that went with it.

The point is I had carved a path of evil up until the capital, King’s Ending, where I set about taking the city for myself, by myself. But I had stumbled onto the greatest weakness any evil entity should never let themselves be swayed by.

Overconfidence.

Before I knew it, the heroes of the empire had surrounded me and proceeded to chant a banishing spell, sending me to an uneventful and uncomfortable dirt-nap.

I have no idea how long I had slept, but I do know that the first part of me to awaken wasn’t this aspect, The Corrupting Evil, but instead it was the Aspect of The Horde.

The Ultimate Evil.

-------------------------------------{Narrator}-------------------------------------

“So… what happened?” Shining asked.

“That… is a story for after, now we must enact my plan before Thunderhooves gets impatient and decides to take Strongheart back by force, which would result in something I’d regret.”

Thankfully we won’t have to wait for the assault, as while the Multitasking Evil was reliving the tale of Dungeons 2, he had prepared a strike force of powerful minions.

As expected, when the undead horde emerged from the stampeding trail, the farmers tried in vain to get to their weapons from the barn.

“WHERE’S THE KEY?!”

“I THOUGHT YOU HAD IT!”

“I have it!” one of the attacking Frights declared, holding up the key.

This promptly had the effect of the defenders screaming as they fled from the army, with no weapons to call upon and no rations to go through a long-term conflict, they could not hope to face the undead force.

As the not-so-Mindless Army approached the town square, the Cunning Evil revelled in how the Sheriff of the town and the Mayor declared their surrender to him, and wasted no time in getting Nightmare to discuss the terms… after she cleaned up and stopped smelling like a Buffalo in heat.

Speaking of which, apparently Strongheart has turned to the side of evil while in Nightmare’s clutches… strange, I don’t remember undead having Torture Chambers in Dungeons 2… or even the demons having one with that function, for that matter. Either way her new influence allowed us to have Thunderhooves join in with the peace-talks, unable to stand against The Mindless Army now that his precious daughter had become corrupted to the Aptly-Titled Evil’s will by way of his overly kinky vampire daughter.

In the end those that wished to leave could do so… under agreement that they Pinkie Promised to not tell Celestia of these events until the time was right for the Still-A-Third-of-The-Absolute Evil. None of them understood how such an evil force knew of the Pinkie Promise, but they did agree. Those that wanted to stay, however, were forced to swear Fealty to the Ultimate Evil and all ruling parties under his power, while this did not sit well with the ponies, they were still relieved to know that they would be governed by a well-known princess while under his rule. The buffalo had no desire to leave, and so had sworn fealty as well, Chief Thunderhooves, being unable to carry on his duties because of his emotions, was taken down from his leadership position by the Corrupting Evil, having instead his daughter Strongheart take on the role of Chieftess, allowing the tribe to continue their traditions.

...Although the introduction of tight leather battle garb was met with a lot of skepticism.

[Victory!]

Author's Note

Fun Fact: it's not the Women of the Buffalo Tribe that were against it, the main argument is how the Bulls would have trouble focusing on battle with such equipment on the female members of the tribe.