Kylo Ren was on the side of a panel, which when turned on, showed a moon, with a zoom, a castle was demonstrated on that moon, which he could feel confusion among the soldiers.

Which was totally justified, it was a castle in one place totally inhospitable in the unknown regions, and unlike the Palace of Vader in Mustafar, it had no strategic meaning, however, he could feel something, something powerful, and something that seemed to scream, it was curious and confused, but he was not the only one he felt it.

Snoke had felt it too, and the High Lord looked like he took an interest in it, he said that it was Ren's destiny was there, and that a serious test to prove his loyalty and dedication, he saw humor in it all, he he had already done much more than search a castle on a moon, he had destroyed entire army alone, burned cities, destroyed the Jedi order, and he still wanted Kylo Ren to prove himself?

He saw it as foolish, however, now that he is close, it also aroused curiosity, he then summoned the 105th, the trusted Sith Troopers, Loyal, experienced and brutally efficient, in the few battles they fought, proved to live their names, won personal admiration of Kylo Ren, and his confidence, and better, they hated Hux as much as he did, he then started briefing while keeping his hands behind his back after a few words to inspire the troop.

"We are going to investigate this building, Supreme Leader Snoke belives there is something of high value guarded inside of it, our objective is search it and acquire it, failure is not an option."

The Holoprojetor turned off, and all the soldiers let out an "Aye!", Kylo Ren walked slowly to a door, which when opened, revealed a hangar, in it AAL-1971 / 9.1 Troop Transports were waiting for them, 3 of them, with a hand movement, everyone went to their respective transports in rows marching synchronously, Kylo Ren entered the transport in the middle, standing on the front of the unit, while the main doors of the transports closed, with a "thump", the door closed completely, and the transport took off, and left the hangars, passing through the shields, they went towards the moon.

They were already flying, in formation, two rows inside the transport, waiting, A-118 was anxious, finally, an operation, all those years training, he was ready for everything, this being one of the first missions as Sith Trooper, he could be feeling anything, fear, excitement, anxiety, but he felt something that set him apart from his comrades, he felt proud, proud to be there, proud to be part of something big and something that could change the galaxy.

"Hey 118?"

He looked to the Side, W4 was standing by it on the second line.

"What is it W4?"

His friend slowly turned his head to the side, facing 118

"Why did you joined the First Order?"

He could tell that his friend was acting strange, he was not in his playful tone or craking a joke that were his trademarks, he was nervous...
This was new...
With a long sigh, he lowered his head and looked at the floor, avoiding his friend's gaze under his helmet.

"I Rather not talk about it...."

The Friend seemed to hesitate, so he looked forward again, and nudged the Trooper in front of him, who looked back clearly confused

"Hey, Y6, why did you joinned the First Order?"

Trooper showed bodily signs of confusion

"Where did that come from?"

W4 seemed flich for the comment, but he would soon regain his composure

"Well.... Just... to break the ice.... you know...?"

The Trooper in front should have raised an eyebrow under the helmet for the comment, and returned to look ahead, W4 sighed in a low tone thinking that he had said something wrong.

"Because of my dad...."

He then looked back at the Sith Trooper in his front, that responded without turning back

"You know...
He always told stories about the greatness of the empire, how it helped the lower classes, how even in fear, crime was almost non-existent, and everyone had something to eat...
When....
The civil war started, he joined the army....
I never saw him again.... My mother told me that he died as a hero in Coruscant... by one subhuman.... "

W4 immediately regretted asking about feeling guilty for touching a deep wound of his partner.

"I... I am sorry..."

Y6 just shrugged

"No problem buddy, it's good to get this off my back...."

Mentally W6 let out a sigh of relief, before Y6 continued

"and thanks.... for reminding me why I'm here...."

He nodded back to the other Trooper, while running his hand over his gun.

"and you?"

He looked confused at Y6

"Why did you joined?"

W4 gave a nervous laugh as he scratched the back of the helmet in shame

"I did because i wanted to.... Use the uniforms..."

Y6 just Snickered at the response and 118 on the side just shaked the head from side to side

"You don't change Joker"

W4 aka 'joker' looked at 118, clearly annoyed

"Go fuck yourself Crush."

Y6 and A-118 aka Crush laughed at his antics

"So... why the nicknames? You know they give us the numbers for a reason"

Both just shrugged at the question

"It is easier to identify yourself like that, and it matches our personalities more, for you..."

Crush hesitated before continuing

"Brick.... Yes.... It would be a fitting name...."

'Brick' would just look at him, silently, thinking he did shit, Crush started to squeeze the Blaster harder, and when he went to open his mouth under his helmet to try to escape the situation, he heard a low laugh from his companion.

"Brick...? I Like it, thanks.... Crusher"

He would raise his hand pointed at them in a fist shape, and Crusher and Joker when looking at each other, did the same, making a triple fistbump, at that moment, a friendship was created between them, however it was short lived, when a whistle came up from the ship, with one voice after it.

"ATTENTION! ATTENTION! WE ARE APPROACHING THE TARGET! PREPARE FOR LANDING!"

the three looked at each other, and nodded, straightening up to be perfectly synchronized with the lines made of their comrades.

"Its showtime"

In one of the several caves on the moon, one of them stands out due to its magnitude, but inside it, there was not what anyone would expect, instead of rocks and more moon rocks in a lunar desert, a gigantic and dark castle hovered, if you notice a figure on the balcony, She was a beautiful, a tall black mare with silver armor, her predatory eyes hovering over the desert plains of moon rocks, since she was banished to this cursed place she was meditating, reading....
Crying....
Time was what she had the most in that prison, for thousands of years she had time to reflect, to get better, and as time passed, the darkness in her heart just grew, her hatred only increased, after these thousands of years, she could only hate her sister, for everything, for simply ignoring her feelings, for taking all credit for good things, for making subjects fear the night.
Celestia the "embodiment" of perfection, and what was she? Nothing? She was just as important as Celestia! She was the one who took care of them at night! It guaranteed balance! She made wonderful constellations! and how did they thank her? Idolizing her sister's sun, considering the night as a phenomenon that should be ignored, and worse, considering Celestia as the superior to her! They were equal in every way! she couldn't take it, she had to show it, her sister was not all powerful as they believed, but alas, she underestimated her sister, and now where is she? stuck in hell, Celestia didn't even hesitate to send her to the moon, and she noticed that every "anniversary" of her arrival on the moon, she could only observe their celebrations with her leaving, the hate just grew, however, she watched the Batpony's every morning, the sadness of the creatures of the night, they missed her, they were loyal to her.
And that just motivated her to become more powerful, to go deeper into the darkness, to return, to destroy Celestia, and to show all Equestria what true power was, what true greatness was!
But today, she felt something, in the stars, a sensation impossible to describe with words, something she could feel, something she know it was there, but something she couldn't see, something she couldn't reach, it was getting closer, closer, and what peaked her curiosity, was that, it was dark, it was something with hate, something that suffered as much as she did, how? what would it be? as she looked at the stars, something caught her eye, could she see stars.... moving?
No.....
It is not possible....
With her horn shining, she summoned a one eye-binocular, and looked at those moving stars, and now she was even more shocked, the lights not only moved, but they were also in a pattern, of six, three pairs of lights moved together as if they were one, and then a third light appeared, on top of these pairs, but it was different, it illuminated only one region.
But now she realized, that were not stars, the what the hell were they then?
The answer came unexpectedly for her, when the lights suddenly went over her, revealing three metal vehicles passing over the castle, she instinctively bent down to cover the pillars of the balcony, being embarrassed by such a trivial fear, but that surprised her, she magically arrived on the moon,it was impossible for any other means, and now flying vehicles have arrived? she slowly walked back, returning to her throne, with her arms behind her back, she was not afraid, but curious, what would that be? did the Pony's manage to evolve to a level where they could reach the stars? she dismissed this idea, as incredible as it seems, her sister believed that unrestrained technological development would "destroy" the balance of nature, so they were beings from another world? she smiled a little at that thought, future subjects maybe...
Her smile grew more and more, if these people were able to advance to that level, she would easily be able to crush opposition, solidify her power and be in a position extremely favorable to the throne.
But who would these new visitors be?
She would have already been answered, since now, the entrance gates to her throne room would slowly be opened, and what emerged can be said to have surprised the queen of the night even more, Knights, clearly, but they had interesting armor if so to speak, red as blood, their helmets had no opening, they were completely covered, she could see black visors on helmets, however, she couldn't see through them, they carried some apparatus in their hands, while entering, the knights were cautious, they moved together and checked every corner, she smiled, and just settled on the throne, entering a position of more authority while sitting.
The Movement caught the attention of the crimson knights, who stopped and all of them pointed out this strange equipment to her, she just giggled when she saw their reactions.

"My, my.... what do we have here?"

She would say as she slowly got up and walked down the stairs under her throne, until a strange voice came from one of those knights.

"HALT! identify yourself!"

Once again, Nightmare Moon was surprised, the voice of these knights was different from anything she had heard, for the small helmet she thought that maybe they resembled Diamond dogs, but they could easily complete a full sentence, even so, she did not lose her composure and smile.

"Professional then? My name is Nightmare Moon, the goddess of the moon!

She used her Royal Canterlot voice to empesize with the title, from which the knights clearly didn’t expect, to flinching a bit with the voice that sounded like thunder, but again they regained their composures, still pointing their weapons at the queen, who stood proudly above them, then they just stopped, lowering the devices, which she realized should be their weapons.
Finally, she tought, they were recognizing her superiority, however, they marched and then lined up making a military position, forming a corridor to the door, which made her curious, what were they doing? what was the meaning of this?
So she could hear, footsteps, they were heavy, but not heavy as of enormous weight, but an powerfull aura, she could see the figure stopping at the door, between the line of the crimson knights and she, he had robes that covered his entire body, and a mask covered by a hood, he should be the leader of these knights.

"So you are the source of power that I was feeling"

Author's Note

Sorry for the delay! I am still very much divided on how to proceed with the story, if you want, give ideas or suggestions, I am available!