The only thing more louder than the screams of war terrorising down upon Canterlot was her screams.

She did everything in her power to take it off. But alas, the metal mask, figured and carved like a tribe’s wear, never did. It was attached to her in such a way that even she couldn’t do anything about it. The holes of the mask, located at the eyes, glow a soft colour of green, and kept flashing brightly, as the purple mare spun around, left to right on the ground, screeching like her life depended on it. The voice of terror was not coherent, as it was blocked by the mask covering her mouth, making it sound like muffles more than anything.

The grey stallion, sitting on the throne, glazed with marble and gold, looked down upon the underling. Ever since the prowd ruler of Equestria was overthrown by his supreme power, Celestia and her sister Luna were no more. Their reign was far too long, far too much. It was his time to take control. To do everything that he desired. However, that was about to happen. Celestia’s army is still on the loose, desperately trying to take control of Canterlot once more. All led by herself. Luna, however, was in no sight whatsoever. Sombra knows from the start that this is foolish to begin with. Their forces are to little to do any significance. The only exception being wasted time. He continued to gaze the mare, realising that her violent movement and voice, began to dissipate. Slowly but steadily. Just what he wanted. He grinned, praising himself as if what he did, he was proud of.

In a matter of time, the mare finally stopped reacting. She remained lump on the ground, no movement and no words coming out. She was as dead as any other pony would be, but Sombra knows that’s not the case. Sure, she’s not dead, but she is braindead. Her mental was non existent anymore. The mask has taken it away from her, stripping away her desires, and her need for desire, not to mention her free will. She is now as mindless as a robot, doing anything that the ruler tells without mere hesitation on what the action might be. Sombra cheerfully laughs, realising just what he has done.

“Now, nopony can stop me. Even if the Elements Of Harmony are futile, what more can any other do?” He says to himself.

“I’m quite suprised however, dear old Twilight. I thought you had more resistance than your friends did, but I guess that I was wrong. By a longshot, I would have expected it to happen. Oh well, what can you do.”

He walks out of his throne, and a bell bursts out with a loud sound, ordered by Sombra himself. This was no mistake. The bell is to give a sign to the rebellion, just what they had lost. Their reason to fight is no more. And Celestia knows this all to well. Her most faithful student, has fallen into the hands of the shadows, with no way out. The remaining resistance change their attention to the castle, and Sombra gazes upon them ferociously. This way, their spirit to fight is drained. No reason to suffer anymore. Their princess is gone. And soon, them too. They drop their weapons in despair, and immediately the white flag begins to rise in a slow motion. It waves from left to right, ever so steadily. Sombra smirks, and orders his army to claim the spoils of war. They nod, and marched down to the battlefield. He calls his assistant over next to him, as the servant awaits his orders.

“Call them in.”

“As you wish.”

Minutes later, 20 ponies, stallion and mares, were gathered in front of the glorious throne Sombra was sitting luxuriously. They wore no protection nor armor, and non of them were on a prescription of war. However, that’s not the case. With Sombra having seized all control of Equestria, now that the rebellion is crushed for good due to the Princess Of Friendship’s defeat, it’s time to expand. He uses his magic, and a scroll, battered and torn, glided towards him with a green aura surrounding it.

“This, is Star Swirl’s scroll. You will travel to each dimension using it, and recover as much as you could. You will be provided with the equipment to encapsulate anypony that comes in your way. Whatever you do, never retreat. Do you understand?”

They all nod in silence.

“Let’s begin shall we?”

And the portal opens with a flash.

Author's Note

Fyuh, a lot of the plot spoiled here.

Just wait, okay? We will get there.

Trust me.