An Exiled Pony.

When Twilight woke up, she wasn't dead. Instead, she woke up in a tent of some sorts. Her saddlebag had been removed off her and placed to the side. The tent itself looked neat, it was clear it'd been here for years. There were 3 shadows outside of the tent itself. The two smaller ones looked like timberwolves and the other one looked to be about double their height.

The 'timberwolves' nodded to the figure and in he walked. Twilight could of fainted as to who walked in. He should be dead, taking a fall from the Canterlot balcony while also being frozen in solid stone should killed him.

The Storm King laughed. "Welcome, Princess Twilight." she was still lost for words. "You thought you'd killed me? I was alive for every second. You did shatter my body, but you didn't shatter my mind." he tapped a claw to his skull.

Twilight was still at a loss for words. "We buried you remains in the Everfree! Guards patrolled that area for weeks before-"

The Storm King rolled his eyes. "Timberwolves may be big, but they can be silent if need be. They smelt out my 'remains' and brought me back. But, enough of that. I'd like to make a deal with you."

Twilight was confused, yet willing. Sighing, she looked up at him. "What's the deal?"

"If you help us get supplies for this civilization, you will get revenge on the ponies that lied to you. Together we can be the rightful rulers of Canterlot, and then Equestria!"

Twilight thought for a good minute. She wanted revenge, correct. But to hurt her friends? Granted, they were all under a mind spell. If she hadn't retaliated..

She nodded slowly. "I'll do it. Is there anything you need to know, or need me to know?"

Storm King laughed. "Just one thing. What happened?" Twilight groaned at the recent memory.

"I apparently stole a Time Traveling scroll and got it stolen off me by Starlight Glimmer. Celestia thought it was a damn 'excuse'."

Storm King chuckled. "Ol' Celestia, she never changes, does she? When we take over, whats the first thing you'll do with her?" he was genuinely intrigued as to what she would say. A punch, a stab or something else?

Twilight smirked. "I'll watch her die. What else would you expect me to do? Give her flowers and ask politely to give me a second chance? No more second chance from this mare. Those days are long behind me now."

Storm King smirked. "I like this new Twilight, that's for sure. Anyways, are you combat trained with magic?" Twilight nodded in confusion.

"Why, am I going to need it?"

Storm King nodded his head. "In 5 minutes you're going to go up against some of my generals. If you successfully kill all of them, you're my new mare in charge. And that's a lot for such a newcomer. If they win, you'll be dead."

Twilight nodded in agreement. "What are the rules for this arena?"

Storm King smirked. "There are no rules. Anything goes. Petty insults, violence, murder. If you leave, my friends are allowed to eat you alive. Even if you survive them, you'll be mocked until the end of your days, got it?"

Twilight processed the information. "I'll kill every last stallion and mare that comes in contact with me."

He nodded his head in agreement. "You have 5 minutes to get suited up. Meet me outside when you're ready." Twilight smirked.

10 minutes went past and she was just entering the area. The crowd cheered for the Alicorn's victory.

Mares and Gentlecolts, we have a new mare in the arena! She looks powerful sure, but can she defeat ARTHUR?

The opposite gate opened before her and out walked a giant stallion. He was a pegusas and his cutie mark was a faded cloud with a giant metal beam running through it.

"Storm King said no rules, so this dude's probably gonna kill me unless I do it before him."

The announcer came blaring again.

"What are the rules of the arena just incase the new one's forgotten?

"THERE ARE NO RULES!" The crowd chanted back, followed by a much louder uproar of cheering.

Arthur almost caught Twilight by surprise, but she flew up in the air just before being caught. Activating her horn, she channeled all of her built up anger and sent a powerful blast of magic to his direction. When the smoke cleared, he was dead. If he'd miraculously survived, he'd be crippled definitely. No, he was dead. The unmoving body and silent crowd said it all.

They all bursted into a massive applause. When the next pony was due to come out, she didn't. They were all too scared. All the ponies in the stands bursted into laughter, mocking the scared gladiators.

Storm King nodded to his assistant Timberwolves, just one of the 4 that were patrolling the huge arena at any one time, and he lept into action. There was a camera, accompanied by a huge monitor. The stadium watched as the Timberwolf latched onto the back leg of the runaway and bit down hard. He then dug a hole in the sand and put the mare in it, who was still alive and bleeding.

She tried to beg for mercy, but the animal didn't listen and put the sand back where it resided. 2 more accompanied him with capturing the rest of the cowards.

Storm King looked pleased. He bent forward until he was level with Twilight head and nodded in approval. He quickly rose to his feet and chuckled. "Those generals were never meant to be. But this one that we saved, is. She defeated Stanley in less than a minute. And that's why I'm proud to promote her to my assistant. From now on you take orders from us."

The crowd cheered in approval. Just as they stopped, the gates to the outside opened and in stepped 3 bloody Timberwolves. They all nodded in unison and walked back out.

"You're all dismissed. Night guards, on patrol. Everyone else resume your duties."

Twilight hadn't grinned that much in years. As she made her way back to her tent, there was an image on her bed of her friends. She picked it up in her aura and ripped it up into a million pieces. She activated a fire spell and burnt the past into just specs of dust.