Villain of the Pieceby Lord LazarusChaptersGod Save the QueenMy Own Worst EnemyBat out of TartarusClear as CrystalLaw and DisorderGod Save the QueenI am Queen Chrysalis, and I was the leader of the changelings once upon a time. I remember those days well. We would pose as ponies in order to make our victims drop their guard. Some of us even disguised ourselves as trees and rocks, so that those fools would suspect us even less. We would hide in plain sight, acting exactly like our victims. Then we would reveal our true forms when it was all too late to do anything about it. I always enjoyed the looks of terror and disbelief that came over the faces of those pitiful ponies before we drained them of their delicious love energy. We were unstoppable. We made ponies paranoid. Their friends could be changelings for all they knew. Their mother could turn into a big black bug-creature and drain them until they were empty husks. I loved spreading fear, still do to this day. I know that it makes me sound evil, but I don't really care. Ponies do things as families and so did we. Every changeling in my hive hatched out of an egg I laid. They were my children. I loved them. That proves I'm not a monster. I devour love, but I can feel it too. I thought that nothing could tear a family of this size apart. I was wrong. Starlight Glimmer. A name I curse every day. She infected my children with that disease, friendship. She tried to infect me too. Ha! As if I, Queen Chrysalis, could possibly fall to corruption! I'll die before I let friendship claim me as a victim. But my children were not so fortunate. I could only watch as every single one of my precious hatchlings was mutated by the foul plague carried by that Twilight Sparkle wannabe. I fed my subjects. I kept them safe and warm. And this is how they repay me? By turning their backs on the changeling who devoured her mother, a true tyrant, so they wouldn't have to suffer under her rule any more? But I'm not defeated. I'm stronger than I ever was and getting stronger every day. I will liberate my hive. And then we can go back to the old ways of feasting on the love of everypony we meet. But first, I will get revenge on the pony who brought my life crashing down around me. I underestimated Starlight once. Never again. I will destroy her horn and render her powerless. I will kill her friends before her eyes. It will be especially pleasing to do away with that wretch of a dragon, Spike. I'll pluck those wings first, then the arms, then the legs, and finally that delicate little head. I will make Starlight watch all of that, then I'll tear her heart out of her chest and suck the love from it. I will have my revenge, Starlight. Just you wait. I'm coming for you. Sweet dreams... Author's Note WE aRE LoRD laZARus. tHIs IS OuR FIRsT EVER FImfiCtioN WORK. THeRE WILL BE mORe in tHE FutuRE. STAY TuNEd, AND if you hAVE THE time, PLeasE MAKE a TV tROpes pagE. wE'lL MEEt aGain, DOn't know where, dON'T knoW WHEn. My Own Worst EnemyFrom my lunar prison, I look down on Equestria. Lunar. A word meaning 'to do with the moon.' That's what I used to be called before I became so much more than I was. I was a princess. I was kind. I was generous. And now look at me! Everypony down there has forgotten me. If I am remembered, it is as a fairy-tale villain. A witch. A wolf. An ogre. Everypony looks so happy. I bet my sister's happy too. Perfect little Celly. She got all our parents' attention. They never had time for me. They were always busy. I suppose it comes with being a God. But I shall get a happy ending. My return is nigh. I can feel it in my bones. And when I do return, it will be my sister's turn to take a little trip to the moon. She shall feel what I am feeling right now. She will know what it is like to be weak. To be helpless. To be me. Everypony may be scared at first, but they will gradually get used to living under the rule of a true princess. Celly, meanwhile, will be remembered as a dictator. A tyrant. And I shall be the hero who liberated Equestria. My name is Luna. At least, it used to be. But I'm not Luna anymore, am I? I'm a ghost, a shadow, part of this monster I've become. What was I thinking? I should never have let my darkest feelings get the better of me. I suppose it's too late now. I might as well refer to myself by my new name. Nightmare Moon. At times, I wonder why that's my new name. I'm the guardian of dreams. I'm supposed to fight nightmares. But ironically, I have become one of the very things I'm trying to fight. Worse still, I'm getting stronger. I think that I might break free soon. I dread to think what will happen then. I have tried to end my own life multiple times, attempting to slay the monster, to no avail. Then I wonder why alicorns like myself are so hard to kill. We're like cockroaches. But if I know my sister, she's planning something. She's prepared for my eventual return and is going to do something about it. I hope that's the case. And it's that one hope that's preventing the dark magic from infecting my soul completely. I miss my dear sister. I miss her so much. She's not my enemy. I love her. To the moon and back. Bat out of TartarusAs I step out into the world that has until now been beyond my reach, everything goes bright. For a moment, I worry I've gone blind. Then my eyes gradually become used to the sunlight, allowing me to see the changes that happened while I was gone. I stand there, blinking. Then I close my eyes and raise my head skyward. Free, I think. I'm... free. Finally. After spending 1000 years locked away in my little cell. I walk to the top of the largest hill I can see and look around. I see lush green fields, rows of proud trees, wispy white clouds. I am not a sentimental centaur, far from it. But even I have to admit the scene is beautiful, especially if you've been imprisoned in Tartarus for an entire millennium. It's very different to how I remember it, but I suppose I'll get used to it. It takes me a while to decide what to do next. I obviously want to carry on with my original plan of devouring all magic in existence and being worshipped by all, but I wonder if I should wait a little. Find out what else has changed so I won't be at a disadvantage. Realising that I'm terribly thirsty, I head on over to a nearby river. As I drink, I catch sight of my reflection in the azure water. I'm disgusted by how pitifully weak I look. I could be mistaken for a frail old grandfather. That needs to change. Gods aren't weak. I know I have to be careful. I must keep to the shadows, taking victims one at a time. And once I'm powerful enough, I'll take Equestria by force. I'll overthrow not only Celestia, but my father, King Vorak, as well. I want to see the shock and despair in his eyes as the son he looked down on brings his reign to an end. That'll teach him for choosing that traitor Scorpan as his favourite child. I wish I knew where Scorpan was so I could get back at him for his betrayal. Last I heard, he left the world of Equestria to explore new lands. Some brother he was. He didn't even visit me in Tartarus. I realise that I'd better find a place to stay for the night. Coming across a fairly unremarkable cave, I shoo out the bats and other critters, then spend the rest of the day gathering materials so it will be better suited to my needs. Lying down on a bed of moss that I constructed, I shut my eyes and dream of a future where I rule all worlds as a God. It's good to be back. Author's Note SoRrY tHis tOOk so Long. wE'll BE goIng on a bREaK for some TimE while we fINiSh the shOw. thEn we'll BE bacK. We'LL mEEt AgaIn, DoN't know wheRE, don't knoW when. Clear as CrystalI am King Sombra, the true ruler of Equestria! I am the bringer of darkness and ruler of shadows. All shall bow before me!The land of Equestria looks pretty and nice on the outside, but I always knew the truth. Even as a colt, I knew that the world is a cruel and brutal place. Only the strong survive. And I am stronger than all! I deserve to rule this world! I first rose to power when I created the Alicorn Amulet. I used it to strengthen my magic so that it would become tantamount to an alicorn's. Not that I wasn't the greatest sorcerer that ever lived, of course. I am King Sombra! Nopony can stand against my might! With the amount of power I had at my disposal, I could have easily stopped wars or created cures for terrible diseases. But I was never interested in any of that. A king needs a kingdom to rule over. Or in my case, an empire. I enslaved those pathetic Crystal Ponies with ease, and immediately set about trying to expand my rule. That was when those two upstart alicorns interfered. By some cheap, dirty trick, they banished me from my own empire and encased me within the ice of the frozen north, stealing my amulet from me in the process. I had the last laugh, though. I made it so that the empire would vanish with me, and bring me back with it when it returned. When I come back, and I will come back, I'll make those puny princesses pay for what they did. It shouldn't be too hard. Before too long, I'll have complete control over the minds of every inhabitant of this world. Every stallion, mare, colt, and filly will be my slave. Then they'll do whatever I want them to do. If I tell a pony to kill his children, he'll do it. That should be fun to watch. I also like the idea of making them all fight a war with each other... Some ponies may resist. Let them try! I will crush them all. I will take their families from them. They will try to beg for mercy while choking on their own blood. They will learn too late that my victory is inevitable. My subjects will die of old age eventually, like all pitiful mortals do. Because they won't feel love anymore, there will be no more babies. So I'll just have to force them to make some. Then I'll have an endless supply of slaves to torture, more lives to make a living Tartarus. This is all in the future but the future is always coming. Just as day turns to night, shadow will rise and extinguish all light. At the end of time there will be only darkness, and I will rule that darkness. It lasts eternally and so will I. I will become a god! There will be no end to the beautiful suffering! I am King Sombra! Fear my name! Law and DisorderHello, human beings! Haven't visited you guys in a while! I'm Discord, Sower of Anarchy, Herald of Havoc, Bringer of Entropy and Spirit of Eternal Chaos. You may have heard of me. I've certainly heard of you. And I've been watching you before Season 2 even began. Those six pesky ponies may have trapped me within my own body but they can't stop my mind from escaping and wandering the planes. Just because I'm back in my stone prison doesn't mean I can't pop in on old friends. I find you so entertaining. Watching you glorified monkeys spread chaos without my help just makes me so proud. One day it'll come back to bite you. But enough about you, let's talk about me. Let's see... I'm 85 millenniums old, which is quite young for a draconequus. My Parents are all-seeing, all-knowing beings whose forms are constantly changing. They live with my siblings in Limbo, the Void between realms. I'd show you a picture, but their appearance would make your eyes and brain melt. Trust me, I've seen it. Some say I'm mad. I hate it when people state the obvious. Of course I'm mad! It's my function to sow the seeds of disharmony, what do you expect? And they always say it like it's a bad thing. Didn't Lewis Carroll say that all the best people are crazy? Well, it's been nice dropping by, but I have other planes to visit. Just remember, if people say you're weird, take it as a compliment. Then do what I do! If you're particularly good at your job, I might even make you into a personal helper. This is Discord, signing out. Ciao for now!
God Save the QueenI am Queen Chrysalis, and I was the leader of the changelings once upon a time. I remember those days well. We would pose as ponies in order to make our victims drop their guard. Some of us even disguised ourselves as trees and rocks, so that those fools would suspect us even less. We would hide in plain sight, acting exactly like our victims. Then we would reveal our true forms when it was all too late to do anything about it. I always enjoyed the looks of terror and disbelief that came over the faces of those pitiful ponies before we drained them of their delicious love energy. We were unstoppable. We made ponies paranoid. Their friends could be changelings for all they knew. Their mother could turn into a big black bug-creature and drain them until they were empty husks. I loved spreading fear, still do to this day. I know that it makes me sound evil, but I don't really care. Ponies do things as families and so did we. Every changeling in my hive hatched out of an egg I laid. They were my children. I loved them. That proves I'm not a monster. I devour love, but I can feel it too. I thought that nothing could tear a family of this size apart. I was wrong. Starlight Glimmer. A name I curse every day. She infected my children with that disease, friendship. She tried to infect me too. Ha! As if I, Queen Chrysalis, could possibly fall to corruption! I'll die before I let friendship claim me as a victim. But my children were not so fortunate. I could only watch as every single one of my precious hatchlings was mutated by the foul plague carried by that Twilight Sparkle wannabe. I fed my subjects. I kept them safe and warm. And this is how they repay me? By turning their backs on the changeling who devoured her mother, a true tyrant, so they wouldn't have to suffer under her rule any more? But I'm not defeated. I'm stronger than I ever was and getting stronger every day. I will liberate my hive. And then we can go back to the old ways of feasting on the love of everypony we meet. But first, I will get revenge on the pony who brought my life crashing down around me. I underestimated Starlight once. Never again. I will destroy her horn and render her powerless. I will kill her friends before her eyes. It will be especially pleasing to do away with that wretch of a dragon, Spike. I'll pluck those wings first, then the arms, then the legs, and finally that delicate little head. I will make Starlight watch all of that, then I'll tear her heart out of her chest and suck the love from it. I will have my revenge, Starlight. Just you wait. I'm coming for you. Sweet dreams... Author's Note WE aRE LoRD laZARus. tHIs IS OuR FIRsT EVER FImfiCtioN WORK. THeRE WILL BE mORe in tHE FutuRE. STAY TuNEd, AND if you hAVE THE time, PLeasE MAKE a TV tROpes pagE. wE'lL MEEt aGain, DOn't know where, dON'T knoW WHEn.
My Own Worst EnemyFrom my lunar prison, I look down on Equestria. Lunar. A word meaning 'to do with the moon.' That's what I used to be called before I became so much more than I was. I was a princess. I was kind. I was generous. And now look at me! Everypony down there has forgotten me. If I am remembered, it is as a fairy-tale villain. A witch. A wolf. An ogre. Everypony looks so happy. I bet my sister's happy too. Perfect little Celly. She got all our parents' attention. They never had time for me. They were always busy. I suppose it comes with being a God. But I shall get a happy ending. My return is nigh. I can feel it in my bones. And when I do return, it will be my sister's turn to take a little trip to the moon. She shall feel what I am feeling right now. She will know what it is like to be weak. To be helpless. To be me. Everypony may be scared at first, but they will gradually get used to living under the rule of a true princess. Celly, meanwhile, will be remembered as a dictator. A tyrant. And I shall be the hero who liberated Equestria. My name is Luna. At least, it used to be. But I'm not Luna anymore, am I? I'm a ghost, a shadow, part of this monster I've become. What was I thinking? I should never have let my darkest feelings get the better of me. I suppose it's too late now. I might as well refer to myself by my new name. Nightmare Moon. At times, I wonder why that's my new name. I'm the guardian of dreams. I'm supposed to fight nightmares. But ironically, I have become one of the very things I'm trying to fight. Worse still, I'm getting stronger. I think that I might break free soon. I dread to think what will happen then. I have tried to end my own life multiple times, attempting to slay the monster, to no avail. Then I wonder why alicorns like myself are so hard to kill. We're like cockroaches. But if I know my sister, she's planning something. She's prepared for my eventual return and is going to do something about it. I hope that's the case. And it's that one hope that's preventing the dark magic from infecting my soul completely. I miss my dear sister. I miss her so much. She's not my enemy. I love her. To the moon and back.
Bat out of TartarusAs I step out into the world that has until now been beyond my reach, everything goes bright. For a moment, I worry I've gone blind. Then my eyes gradually become used to the sunlight, allowing me to see the changes that happened while I was gone. I stand there, blinking. Then I close my eyes and raise my head skyward. Free, I think. I'm... free. Finally. After spending 1000 years locked away in my little cell. I walk to the top of the largest hill I can see and look around. I see lush green fields, rows of proud trees, wispy white clouds. I am not a sentimental centaur, far from it. But even I have to admit the scene is beautiful, especially if you've been imprisoned in Tartarus for an entire millennium. It's very different to how I remember it, but I suppose I'll get used to it. It takes me a while to decide what to do next. I obviously want to carry on with my original plan of devouring all magic in existence and being worshipped by all, but I wonder if I should wait a little. Find out what else has changed so I won't be at a disadvantage. Realising that I'm terribly thirsty, I head on over to a nearby river. As I drink, I catch sight of my reflection in the azure water. I'm disgusted by how pitifully weak I look. I could be mistaken for a frail old grandfather. That needs to change. Gods aren't weak. I know I have to be careful. I must keep to the shadows, taking victims one at a time. And once I'm powerful enough, I'll take Equestria by force. I'll overthrow not only Celestia, but my father, King Vorak, as well. I want to see the shock and despair in his eyes as the son he looked down on brings his reign to an end. That'll teach him for choosing that traitor Scorpan as his favourite child. I wish I knew where Scorpan was so I could get back at him for his betrayal. Last I heard, he left the world of Equestria to explore new lands. Some brother he was. He didn't even visit me in Tartarus. I realise that I'd better find a place to stay for the night. Coming across a fairly unremarkable cave, I shoo out the bats and other critters, then spend the rest of the day gathering materials so it will be better suited to my needs. Lying down on a bed of moss that I constructed, I shut my eyes and dream of a future where I rule all worlds as a God. It's good to be back. Author's Note SoRrY tHis tOOk so Long. wE'll BE goIng on a bREaK for some TimE while we fINiSh the shOw. thEn we'll BE bacK. We'LL mEEt AgaIn, DoN't know wheRE, don't knoW when.
Clear as CrystalI am King Sombra, the true ruler of Equestria! I am the bringer of darkness and ruler of shadows. All shall bow before me!The land of Equestria looks pretty and nice on the outside, but I always knew the truth. Even as a colt, I knew that the world is a cruel and brutal place. Only the strong survive. And I am stronger than all! I deserve to rule this world! I first rose to power when I created the Alicorn Amulet. I used it to strengthen my magic so that it would become tantamount to an alicorn's. Not that I wasn't the greatest sorcerer that ever lived, of course. I am King Sombra! Nopony can stand against my might! With the amount of power I had at my disposal, I could have easily stopped wars or created cures for terrible diseases. But I was never interested in any of that. A king needs a kingdom to rule over. Or in my case, an empire. I enslaved those pathetic Crystal Ponies with ease, and immediately set about trying to expand my rule. That was when those two upstart alicorns interfered. By some cheap, dirty trick, they banished me from my own empire and encased me within the ice of the frozen north, stealing my amulet from me in the process. I had the last laugh, though. I made it so that the empire would vanish with me, and bring me back with it when it returned. When I come back, and I will come back, I'll make those puny princesses pay for what they did. It shouldn't be too hard. Before too long, I'll have complete control over the minds of every inhabitant of this world. Every stallion, mare, colt, and filly will be my slave. Then they'll do whatever I want them to do. If I tell a pony to kill his children, he'll do it. That should be fun to watch. I also like the idea of making them all fight a war with each other... Some ponies may resist. Let them try! I will crush them all. I will take their families from them. They will try to beg for mercy while choking on their own blood. They will learn too late that my victory is inevitable. My subjects will die of old age eventually, like all pitiful mortals do. Because they won't feel love anymore, there will be no more babies. So I'll just have to force them to make some. Then I'll have an endless supply of slaves to torture, more lives to make a living Tartarus. This is all in the future but the future is always coming. Just as day turns to night, shadow will rise and extinguish all light. At the end of time there will be only darkness, and I will rule that darkness. It lasts eternally and so will I. I will become a god! There will be no end to the beautiful suffering! I am King Sombra! Fear my name!
Law and DisorderHello, human beings! Haven't visited you guys in a while! I'm Discord, Sower of Anarchy, Herald of Havoc, Bringer of Entropy and Spirit of Eternal Chaos. You may have heard of me. I've certainly heard of you. And I've been watching you before Season 2 even began. Those six pesky ponies may have trapped me within my own body but they can't stop my mind from escaping and wandering the planes. Just because I'm back in my stone prison doesn't mean I can't pop in on old friends. I find you so entertaining. Watching you glorified monkeys spread chaos without my help just makes me so proud. One day it'll come back to bite you. But enough about you, let's talk about me. Let's see... I'm 85 millenniums old, which is quite young for a draconequus. My Parents are all-seeing, all-knowing beings whose forms are constantly changing. They live with my siblings in Limbo, the Void between realms. I'd show you a picture, but their appearance would make your eyes and brain melt. Trust me, I've seen it. Some say I'm mad. I hate it when people state the obvious. Of course I'm mad! It's my function to sow the seeds of disharmony, what do you expect? And they always say it like it's a bad thing. Didn't Lewis Carroll say that all the best people are crazy? Well, it's been nice dropping by, but I have other planes to visit. Just remember, if people say you're weird, take it as a compliment. Then do what I do! If you're particularly good at your job, I might even make you into a personal helper. This is Discord, signing out. Ciao for now!
