I'm undivided

by Connorcooper

Rating: mature
Tags: Fetish, King Sombra, Queen Chrysalis, Profanity, Adventure, Violence, Crossover, Sex, Zebra, Death, Human, Anthro, Main 6, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Alternate Universe, Warhammer, Nightmare Moon, Romance
Length: 6495

"Tell me child... are you afraid of the dark... or are you afraid of what's in it?"

The first?

Well not really but yes you can call me that.

It was overwhelming but it took a while for me to adapt.

Though I would prefer to be skarbrand or Perturabo rather than this.

I'm confused, to be honest.

Still being Immortal and having great powers of four gods is interesting, I can't hear them or feel any connection to them.

Not like it matters.

At least I'm no slave to the powers, I'm my own master.

Theme

(OC x ???)
(maybe the kind one)

WARNING!:
BOTH WARHAMMERS
BLOOD/GORE
DEATH
CHAOS STUFF
BEING 'EVIL'
DISPLACED?
SEX-LIGHT SLAANESH STUFF

Published 2021-08-01 01:50:00 UTC
Last updated 2021-08-02 18:44:25 UTC

Part 1

I never understood change...

It was just being so used to something only for it to changed seemly overnight made me feel off...

Sure it was odd but sometimes it was good or sometimes it was for worse.

Say they changed some part of your favorite dish or hired a different chef at a restaurant because they were cheaper but that results in your dish being awful.

Still, change isn't always bad it could be good too from when I was around four years old my dad had a pager then a few short years later he had an iPhone that could do more than a pager, because of that I was able to hear from him more often.

Again change could be that the local pizza joint has lowered their prices but it was the same pizza you love.

Change can be both good and bad.

For without change we wouldn't even have been in the stone age or any age.

Just mindless hairless apes roaming the world.

Though this was a big change.

From a 'normal' to the first damned son of divided.

Let me make something real clear first.

I AM NOT BE'LAKOR!!!

"Those damn brats!" Sombra kicked a rock across the cave that was his hideout after narrowingly escaping the elements trying to throw him into the void again.

Grogar was right but Sombra's pride didn't allow him to openly accept that fact.

There was no way that he: King Sombra the king of shadows, the dark walker, the master of the black flame, the true ruler of the crystal empire! Would never share his kingdom with a child or that forgotten god especially that bug!

Holding his chin he began to think.

He needed to get an edge over the princess of friendship and her friends.

But how?

The whispers in the shadows did speak of a plot on the crystal empire of two nations joining under a single cause but what it was he didn't know.

If he played his cards right these two nations would serve him willing with undying loyalty if not?

Well, he had his ways.

Standing there he began to think of a plan but before he could do anything he shadows...

They stopped whispering to him, this greatly confused Sombra while he let go of his chin.

This has never happened to him before, even in the void the shadows still whispered to him for them to just stop without him commanding them so was greatly concerning.

Then came the footsteps in the hallway turning around he summoned his blade.

"WHO DARES CAME HERE!" The footsteps stopped while Sombra held up his blade to the cave tunnel before him. "SHOW YOURSELF!"

...

"I SAID-"

"Fall," A voice whispered in the dark caused Sombra to drop his blade and the feeling of blood rushed to his throat while his dark blood was spilled on the cold rock floor.

Sombra puked up more black blood onto the floor Sombra felt his body freeze up the only thing he could control was his head.

Never did he think a single word would do this to him.

"W-w-what is this?" Sombra struggled through the blood.

"Silence," Th voice spoke again while Sombra didn't make a single sound as his very blood didn't make noise as it splashed onto the cave floor. "Suffer,"

Pain roared through Sombra's body as it felt every fiber of his being, every nerve in his body felt like it was being jabbed by burning hot needles. If he could scream it wouldn't be enough for how much blood he was puking up that was far more than any normal pony would puke out but Sombra wasn't anything but normal.

"How dull," Sombra was kicked in the face onto his back as his paralyzed body didn't allow him to move.

Looking up at the attacker he saw a pair of red eyes look down at him.

"And to think you call yourself the king of shadows when you can't even handle lesser command speech," The figure before snarled a pair of white fanged teeth. "You failed again... Three strikes,"

The snarl became a smile.

"Your out,"

Sombra's eyes began to grow heavy as he choked on his own black blood while the being reached down to him.

"And your soul is mine to play with,"

The former ruler of the crystal empire's felt like as his body grew tired he was being pulled out of his armor.

Little did he knew it wasn't his armor he was being pulled out of but his very body.

"My first soul... this ought to be fun," The dark purple soul in his grasp shined itself in the darkness of the cave as Sombra's eyes were empty blanks.

It's been a few months now since his arrival if he had to guess it was either seven or eight months but during that time he had been trying to adjust to his new body.

This body was far from a human with bent legs and an oddly shaped head along with him being near twice the size of a primarch. Along with him being a literal daemon of chaos, he had to find a way to control his new body while keeping to the shadows.

Luckly being a daemon did grant him the ability to change his shape, form, and otherwise.

Along with that, the body he had would make anyone go power mad after they learned how to use it to him though that wasn't the case. First off he didn't like hurting people who didn't deserve it and second he might be a chaos player back on earth but in reality, he was just like the iron warriors and Skaven.

That was another thing...

Daemon princes are supposed to have some kind of connection to the warp along with the fact that they are to do the will of the chaos gods.

But ever since he arrived not a peep or did he feel some kind of connection.

He felt the power of the gods in him even though he couldn't feel them in his body and soul.

Khrone granted him the might of the greatest warriors, Tzeentch granted him forbidden knowledge of power, Nurgle granted him the ability to heal from the most grievous wounds, and Slaanesh granted him a greater sense of understanding the world around him... among other things.

Chaos undivided had its perks indeed.

But one thing was for sure...

HE WAS NOT BE'LAKOR!

In a way, he was like Be'lakor before taking his form and 'body' in the way he was an only child between two parents that hated one another but they both loved him. Then came the day were his half-sibling which caused his life to fall apart but not as bad as the first prince of chaos.

Hate, pain, and sorrow were inflicted on him.

Unlike Be'lakor...

He both hated and loved Be'lakor because in a way he could relate to the king of shadows because he always likes the villains more than the heroes. The part he hates though was what Be'lakor did ranging from stealing, murder, and rape this wasn't the part he liked about him.

In a way, Be'lakor gave off Starscream vibes because of how he wanted to become a god but couldn't, and every time he got close to either possessing a choice of chaos or anything it was foiled.

Still, now he was in the cursed prince's body he could do anything he wanted.

Like, say changing his head so he could actually lay down his head without the horns and weird-shaped head making it impossible for sleep (not like he needed it). Maybe making a few changes to his body from giving off a more unique look that would make him different from the Be'lakor he knew.

Scales, fur, smaller form, fewer skulls hanging on chains that were on his wings, not having his skin twisted into his armor, but he did keep the eight-pointed star on his chest along with other markings of chaos all over his body in patterns.

Though he kept to the shadows it was only a matter of time before the world found out about him yet he didn't have a name to use.

His old name wouldn't do and he wasn't going to call himself Be'lakor (or Starscream) maybe take another chaos name.

Lucius? "Oh if you kill me and you feel any emotion you become me and I steal your body where your soul becomes trapped in my armor! HAHAHA!"

No...

Kharn? As much as he enjoyed the betrayer he didn't want to up that legendary title.

Bile? Honestly, it sounds more like a Nurgle follower name rather than a 'follower' of slaanesh.

Ahriman? Didn't know how to feel about him or the thousand sons at least they were pretty chill with the iron warriors.

Kane? Where did that one come from... Is there a guy named Kane in either Warhammer series?

Most likely.

Skav? Short for Skaven?

Nah the only reason he liked those rat-men was how they out dakka the Orks with warp stone and the like, turning the woman into breed stock... disgusting though fan art was kinda cute of none drugged females skaven.

Ender?

...

Now, why does that name feel so damn familiar?

...

Alcatraz? What was he thinking? This isn't Crysis...

But his nickname did make him think Al...

Al...

Al...

What could be a nickname for someone called Al?

Alice? Not really besides he was male.

Alexander? maybe but that is more of a knight name.

Alphrius? Just no...

Alucard? Bitches do love cannons.

Or...

Why didn't he think about that before...

Alastor?

Though not from Warhammer 40,000, AOS, or fantasy the Alastor he was thinking about was an overlord demon of hell along with the fact he was greatly feared and stayed in the shadows biding his time to come into the spotlight.

He didn't have the voice or the only thing red on him was his eyes but if he went by that logic best call him Vortex.

Alastor would do.

His true name though? That was for him to know and only him to know.

Both demons and daemons shared that same weakness of the power of a name, for if anyone knows they would have great power over him.

Best keep that part to himself just to be extra safe.

Sombra's dark purple soul was held by 'Alastor' as he sat on the ruined throne digging his claws into the orb feeling the pain of Sombra's suffering. In his other hand held a familiar bell that he 'borrowed' from the mountain top knowing he changed the path of my little pony the moment he grabbed it.

That might be the reason why Sombra was able to escape and fake his banishment.

Got to love the butterfly effect.

Alastor looked at the dark soul in his hand.

'Do... I eat it like in soul eater? Or what?'

The dark son was still new to this whole daemon prince thing which made him wonder if all new daemon princes felt the same way once becoming a child of chaos.

Spinning the soul on his foreclaw like it was a basketball while he began to play with the soul.

"What to do. What to do. What to do while I wait,"

Looking at the bell he was disappointed, this damn thing was super weak! Sure it can steal and give power but this damn thing wasn't that good!

This damn thing couldn't even hold a taste of his chaos energy the damn thing would explode.

He was like a power balance issue in a video game like how skyrim's OP iron helmet and wooden sword build by breaking the crafting system.

Humming a tune he rolled the soul around his palm now getting bored of waiting.

'Where are those guys they late... or am I earily? What does it mean to be earily though does it-' Shaking his head. 'Damn it... Tzeentch is still fucking with me even though I'm not connected to any of the gods... but how does that make sense? Actually, me becoming Be'lakor doesn't make any since best not question it now,'

"See that wasn't so hard," A squeaky voice spoke though behind the large rotting wood door causing Alastor to stop messing with Sombra and smile.

"I must admit child that was quite fair," A male voice with years of wisdom behind it spoke out.

"Chrysalis what do you think?" The power greedy child asked.

"I think we should get the bell already," The voice of the changling queen was always enjoyable to hear.

As the door was pushed open Alastor turned his head slightly to face the doorway.

"Wait... I thought Grogar said this place was abaonded?" Cozy glow questioned.

"It should be I don't understand why somepony would be up here unless-" Triek stopped when Alastor held up the Bell. "For the bell as well,"

The three froze while Alasator held the bell before a few long moments of silence passed.

"Who are you?" Cozy glow asked.

"Who am I? That's a good question one I haven't heard in some time," Alastor placed the bell back down. "I'm just the guy with the bell,"

The three began to move forward trying to circle Grogar's old throne.

"Did you know Grogar had this throne room and every other important room of his was in the middle of the castle... he wanted to all those he ruled to believe that he was at the center of everything,"Sombra's soul was placed away safely into the darkness of his power for later as the three slowly walked trying to get a good look at him but the robes he wore made it hard. "You know that's what people are half the time thinking they are in the center of the universe but in the end, they really aren't that's the downfall of many titans I know... One thought he could change the world in his image and had set up something similar to this but he was in a church, not a castle,"

The three froze as he looked towards them.

"Here I don't really need this... trinket," Casaully he tossed the bell towards them as Cozy caught it.

The three looked at the bell before the dark being on the throne who wore a red coat with black fur, taking one look at the bell than to the cloaked being Triek spoke.

"How do we know this isn't a fake?" Tirek question.

"See for yourself," Alastor he held out his hand to the bell.

The three touched the bell then it hit them...

Power, so much power that they never have felt before in their lives.

Triek felt as if he was back in his golden prime again, Cozy glow became an alicorn that was far more powerful than anything she felt before, and finally, Chrysalis felt herself finally have the power she always dream for.

Looking at one another the being waved his hand.

"Off you go now. You have your toy now leave me be," The being stated while the three looked at him before turning to the door but Cozy glow stopped looking at the being on the throne looking out the destroyed wall into the mountain valley.

An evil smile came to her face as she pointed the bell at the being on the throne his worlds still in her mind.

He called it a trinket and a toy, she wondered what kind of power did he have to think such things before she could use the bell a voice spoke from behind her.

"You know it's not honorable to strike at someone from behind child," The being somehow was behind her causing the two others to step back at how he was able to do that.

Her smile was gone he held her shoulder while his hooded face looked at her, his red eyes were like burning embers of red hot coals of fire while his clawed hand reached for her neck.

Cozy looked at the hand it was nothing she has ever seen before.

This claw was nothing like anything she had seen from a dragon or Abyssinian it looked like if it were to touch her flesh ever so slightly that claw would slice through her flesh and bone with the slightest touch.

"You had your little bell but you got greedy you had to have even more power. More powers than your 'friends' so you became a goddess," The claw was inches away from her throat but Triek charged forward.

Even though he knew Cozy Glow as a snake that would cheat him of anything in somewhy he did have a soft spot for the filly but the moment he pulled his fist back the being turned to him and smile.

"Stop," As that Tirek did so not being able to move.

Chrysalis watched in horror of how a single word from the being's mouth caused the mighty Tirek now fully empowered by Grogar's bell caused him to freeze in place.

"You think what you all feel is power... raw godly power correct? That's where your wrong what you have is just a drop of water compared to the massive ocean I have but here let me give you a taste of what you truly one," Reaching out his finger he lightly tapped on the bell with the point of his claw.

*Tink*

Chrysalis felt her ears ring as the cold wind of the mountain valley make her skin sting with the soft breeze of the icy wind as she pushed herself from the snow while opening her eyes.

"Wha-"

"You're finally awake," Alastor smiled to himself knowing what he said.

Before she was the Alastor in his red velvet-looking long coat as the black fur moved in the breeze.

"The cold air... reminds of home," He then turned to her as Chrysalis blood froze upon seeing his face while he pushed his hood down.

Nothing in her entire long life has she seen before was that being before and her entire knowledge told her a being like this shouldn't even be possible! A being that seemed to be an offspring of an unholy creation of forbidden alchemy and blood magic of every predator-like race in Equis from brutal dragon to tribal dire wolves.

Then the smoke of fire entered her nose.

"By the hive," Chrysalis saw the former castle of Grogar burning in magical flames, she was snapped out of it when the being threw down a piece of burnt metal.

Turning towards it Chrysalis felt an overwhelming sense of dread.

Grogar's bell completely shredded and the sense of magic it held was gone, yet she looked at herself still in the same form as she was moments ago somehow.

"You know I could have left you behind and had your soul as well," Looking up at his pink orb and a red one wherein his hands before he closed his hands as the souls vanished into the darkness. "But I decided against it,"

He crossed his arms.

"Maybe I want some to tell the tale or maybe it was for the fact I feel sorry for you... a mother whose children abandoned her," He smiled. "Yet you're intentions at first were honorable. You wanted your people to no longer be straving and have homes but the moment you decided to use them for petty revenge was too far,"

Turning back to the castle ablaze in flames he spoke.

"So do what you wish with your new power try to do what sombra did and take your revenge then get your butt turned into stone or worse or go back to 'grogar' and tell him you failed with your allies dead," He looked at her. "I don't really care war is coming from the north best you start heading south far south as you can possibly go to the end of the world if you need to if you don't wish to become a rotting corpse for woods to feast on or worse,"

Shrugging while he spoke: "Than again I don't really care. The moment Twilight is crowned the united threat will strike nothing can stop it,"

Chrysalis watched a pair of large black wings seemly appeared on his back.

"Well I could have but what is the point? These ponies are nothing more than xenophobic and deem anything 'not normal' as evil," He placed his hands into his pockets. "This is karma coming to pay them a visit,"

Looking down at her his smile shorten to a smirk.

"But you and others like you don't devsere to pay for the sins of celestia's precious little ponies," He held his hand forward. "So you can take my warning and run to the ends of this world but know this running can only get you so far,"

Lowering his hand down to her she looked at it, no longer was a razor-like claw but a hand willing to help her up.

"Or you can come with me and help with the plans I have in store for the future," He smiled warmly. "It's your choice and I'll respect what you pick,"

Chrysalis looked at him than his hand, she didn't trust anyone or anything in her life but this being before he spoke of a coming threat and he was offering her a chance of surviving that threat.

There was one thing that Chrysalis was above being a queen and a mother, she was a survivor and his words held truth knowing the current state of the world right now hearing rumors of armies being formed in the north seemly readying for war.

The peace did seem too good to be true and deep down she knew it.

Reaching out she took his hand and the being smiled darkly.

"The first wise choice you have done in quite some time Chrysalis," He pulled her up.

"I-... *Clears throat* be silent beast I'm only taking your offer to stay alive in this coming war nothing more," Chrysalis pride amused Alastor.

"So you say but time can change a person not just with magic or power," Alastor placed his arm over his chest and bowed. "The name I have taken in this time is Alastor first son of the chaos gods and king of shadows,"

"Name you have taken?" Chrysalis blinked as Alastor chuckled.

"I have gone by many names in my long life hive queen surely you are not one to talk knowing the many names you have taken yourself," Alastor stated. "Before you ask no discord is not my father he's not even a god just a common jester with the power of a lesser being,"

"Wait there are other gods of chaos?" Chrysalis asked.

"Four... well five but one doesn't count for he is just a powerful daemon whose power could be considered that of a god but yes there are others," Chrysalis froze.

"D-d-d-demon?"

"Relax it's daemon with an A between the D and the E though many do get the two mixed up but come let us go I spotted a tarven near here I'm been itching for a drink," Alastor passed her while Chrysalis watched him before looking to the bell. "Come on you milk drinker,"

"MILK DRINKER! How dare you insult me!" Chrysalis shouted. "I have drunk so many stallions under the table I would do the same to you!"

Alastor laughed.

"I'm no stallion bug butt now let's go," Alastor waved for her to follow.

"BUG BUTT!"

Alastor always dreamed to say that to Chrysalis in person before his arrival here in Equestria under Be'lakor's form and power.

He did wonder something though, did Be'lakor ever drink because he wasn't much of a drinker back home but the urge to have one was a craving he had been having ever since day one of his arrival.

Maybe being part of Slaanesh was the crave for fine drinks and want not.

Author's Note

I don't care what you say I enjoy Be'lakor's character (in some parts not many I do like about him) and yes he's very similar to Starscream how he would be doing anything to become leader but in Be'lakor's case to be a literal god.

At least he's not Selemene.

That bitch let her own daughter because 'Oh she doesn't see me as a goddess she can die for all I care and it's her father's fault'

I'M NOT MAKING THIS SHIT UP! That's how it went down.

At least krama came back to her by the demon with the coolest name I've heard: 'Terrorblade'.

Sorry but back on topic, I've been gotten to install Warhammer vermintide II on my Xbox, and I'M LOVING IT!!!

Sure I'm not with the skaven but still, it's fun to smack a heretic in the face 'with me mallet, sorry I had to just saw Perfect cell vs Courage the cowardly dog.

Speaking of PC... you'll see him in one of my current stories.

Part 2

*Clink*

"AHHHHHHHHH!" Alastor smiled with his mouth open. "It's north where the mead is good!"

Chrysalis looked at him as she held her mug of mead while in a form of a pony with navy coat of fur and sea blue mane in a new set of clothes.

"Must you be so loud," She snared at him annoyed bring her mead to her lips.

"Come now love can't I enjoy myself in this traven filled with good ale and filled with the fine ladies," Alastor whinked at the blushing watress Abyssinian who refiled his mug. "Thank you sweet thing,"

As the cat began to walk away Alastor brought his mug to his lips while Chrysalis stared at him.

"What? I might look wolfish but that doesn't mean I can't like the fine-looking cat girls I meet," Alastor stated.

"Your drawing too much attention," Chrysalis hissed.

"Come now miss high and mighty your the one drawing all the attention," He pointed to the tavern. "Your the only pony here,"

Following his finger to the hall, his words were true for in that traven were all forms of non-ponies for she was the only one their.

"So think before you open your mouth about blending in next time alright?" Alastor told her while Chrysalis huffed.

"Please I invented 'blending in'," Chrysalis huffed.

Alastor chuckled.

"Says you," Taking some more mead.

"So what are you going to do about this conflict that is coming to Equestria's board," Chrysalis asked.

"What am I going to do?" Alastor held his chin. "Let's see... ah yes... nothing,"

Leaning back in his chair he rolled the mead in his hand.

"What?!"

"LIke I said nothing can stop what's happening. If I killed the kings than the one of the rulers sons will take their father's place and the dead kill with become martyrs used to inspire the troops to avenge their former kings," Taking a drink again he spoke. "When the north will go forward realying on their super weapon since they would have been weakened from the invasion of the CM into the kingdom of under prepared and inexperaced golden guards they will soften each other up,"

Chrysalis listen to his plan.

"Whoever remains will be ever so weak that they wouldn't expect anyone coming forth before they could recover," Alastor chuckled. "Why kill one bird with one blow when I could let another bird kill the first then strike with my stone,"

The former queen narrowed her eyes slightly.

"I'm sensing you don't have this all-powerful force now do you?" Chrysalis asked.

"Ah you got me there queenie," Alastor stated as he placed his arm on the table. "See 'Grogar' had the right idea of having a more united group to face the elements so I decided to do something similar but on a much larger scale,"

Palacing the mug down he spoke.

"I already have some... 'friends' if you can call them that,"

"Oh and where are these friends of yours?" Alastor smiled.

"You know of the palace known as the void correct?" Chrysalis froze for a moment before nodding causing Alastor to smile. "Good and you know all those who... aren't Sombra and the pony of shadows correct?"

"I've only heard stories of those who were banished and were able to escape,"

"And?"

Chrysalis looked at the red liquid in her mug.

"They... weren't the same," Chrysalis shivered knowing the truth behind the void and what befalls those who are sent their either by the elements or the pillars.

"Meaning they were wrapped into eldrich horrors correct?" Asked the dark daemon before her.

She nodded.

"You know we have something similar to the beasts of the void back home... warp spawn if I do believe but they were far more dangrious and were the phsycial product of failure to the gods," He smiled while his fingers grew claws building them across the wooden table. "But due to their dark nature I could shape them into more effective beasts of war,"

Chrysalis stared at him while his claws carved a two-headed eagle into the wood before moving his hand over it seemly changing the eagle into an eight-pointed star.

"Such a fun thing to do sometime... shaping a piece of clay into a beautiful piece of art but in this case a literal beast of death," Moving his hand over the star the carved wood was gone replaced by a smooth wooden surface as if he didn't carve into the wood. "That's the power I hold over the darkness around me,"

turning his hand over to show chrysalis palm were a white eight-pointed tattoo was now on his grey fur.

"Sombra was a child would didn't understand the darkness as I do while the 'pony of shadows' was a born into it but lacked the will and the mind to use it," Closing his hand with normal finger he moved his hand back down while light black smoke began to appear between his fingers. "I'm no god mind you... I'm just a powerful being,"

He grabbed her hand causing Chrysalis to not fight him knowing what one tap of his finger can do, letting him mover his hand over to her open palm he smile.

"So don't go around saying that I am a god. Alright? I'm just me," Dropping something into her hand he moved back to his mug while getting up. "Hey bartender how about a round on me?"

The traven cheared while Alastor threw down some bits to the barkeep.

The queen looked down at her palm to see a black coin in her hands with the eight pointed star on it turning it around held four smaller symbols divided.

One red.

One green.

One blue.

One purple.

Looking up she watched while Alastor raised his mug into the air with other residents of the tarven.

"LET TONIGHT BE A GOOD ONE!"

(Meanwhile at the crystal empire)

"Ow ow honey be careful," Shining armor told his wife while she looked at him.

"Oh quite whining you big baby it will hurt if you move," Cadance stated using her magic to heal his wounds from Sombra's attack.

"Still can't believe he got the drop on us like that," Shining armor groaned as Cadance sighed knowing he was right.

Twilight who was holding a sleeping Flurry heart spoke.

"Don't beat yourself up too much Shining," Twilight stated. "Sombra just got you down when you weren't expecting it,"

"Yeah but... We're the ruler of this kingdom we should have been on guard," Shining commented while Cadance finished healing him then pulling her lover into a hug. "We should have been ready,"

Twilight looked at Flurry heart with those words echoing though her head.

'We should have been ready,'

The princess of friendship turned to speak but the sound of a scream was heard causing the three to turn and see-

"Tirek?"

Discord's brother stood before them... well... 'stood' was pushing it seeing how he was.

"S-s-s-sparkle," Tirek stumbled forward one of his arms missing while reaching out with the one he did have.

Quickly handing Flurry heart to Shining, Twilight moved in to catch Tirek.

"Tirek? What... I..."

"Sparkle... I-" Tirek began to puke up blood while more of the elements surrounded her.

Twilight didn't know what to do, this was one of her enemies yet something in her gut told her she need to help him for how he was. Limbs missing, covered in burns, half his face was missing, and stuff that made said gut want to empty itself but she held back the vomit while the horror in Tirek's eyes was what made her worry.

"N-need to warn you," Twilight and the elements looked at one another.

Rainbow at first thought this was some kind of trick but knowing how realistic his wounds seemed and how real the pain in his eyes was she held her words back.

"Warn me? What going on Tirek,"

"They're dead sparkle... they're both dead," Tirek spoke causing all around to hear him freeze up. "Chrysalis and Cozy glow are dead,"

"W-what?" Twilight's voice broke hearing about somepony dying even if it was two of her past foes.

"He... he killed them," Tirek spoke. "Only with his claw... his bloody claw!"

Tirek then grabbed Twilight's shirt.

"Don't fight him! Just run! His very power destroyed Grogar's bell!" Twilight froze up hearing this.

"That's not-"

"I saw it happen Twilight! He destroyed the bell and the entire mountain side with it!" Tirek looked into her eyes, Applejack didn't need to tell Twilight he was not lying.

"Who? Who did this?" Twilight asked.

"He never spoke his name... but his eyes... his red eyes and that smile... he could shape his body into anything he was a monster!" Tirek began to cough up more blood.

"TIREK!"

"P-p-princess... don't fight him... just... run..." Tirek then subcome to his wounds dying in Twilight's arms while the elements just looked at one another.

Discord dropped to his knees...

Returning to his original form discord felt his brother die...

The pain was alien but it seemed to hurt even more...

Like a hot knife being stabbed into his heart while being twisted...

Holding his head he screamed as the reality around him was wrapped into madness of pain...

"Awwww queenieeeeeeeeee~ can we stay a little longer please?" Alastor was being 'helped' by Chrysalis who shook her head while playing along with 'drunk' act. "Uuuugh that barmaid though was pretty too bad she's already taken,"

The two left the tavern into the village before going into a alley.

"It's so pretty in the city that-"

"Will you stop were out of sight!" Chrysalis hissed.

Dropping him he fell on the snow laughing.

"OH come on bug butt I can have some fun?" He got up with a smile. "You know all work and no play makes Johnny a very dull boy,"

"I do not care to 'play' daemon I wish to know what your plan is," Alastor chuckled getting up.

"I've already told you-"

"You can't be serious that was your entire plan?!"

"-Part of my plan. By Slaanesh let me finish," Alastor begin laughing in his mind at what he said. "But seriously let me speak,"

She crossed her arms.

"Alright fine what is this big plan of yours?"

"Simple... you know of the bed of lies and bodies that Celestia had created after luna's banishment turning Equestria into what it is today right?" Chrysalis nodded knowing the dark truth of Equestria's history. "Than you must know the badlands weren't always... sand right?"

Chrysalis blinked.

"What?"

"You heard me the badlands weren't always known as the badlands... for it was once a entire civilization that forced Celestia to use the very power of her sun on," Alastor leaned against the alley wall as sand bega to pour from his hand onto the snow. "An entire culture years ahead of even modern-day equestrian if you believe it,"

Watching the sand turn to snow he pushed his foot across where the 'sand' was.

"This culture was a threat to Equestria so the sun princess decided... 'hey these guys have super advance machines and stuff they are a major threat' which in reality they weren't," Alastor stated while Chrysalis listened. "They were a peaceful race of intelligent folk that remind me of a race back home that wasn't like what they are but still just as effective if not crude,"

He then snapped his fingers causing a image to appear in Chrysalis mind, a image of a race of beings that couldn't be the race before her eyes. Machines of metal walked on two legs while some were on wheels like a train without a track, towers where built high to seemly touch the sky. All of it seemed impossible...

"Then came in Celestia without a word brought down the wrath of her sun," She watched the very sun seemly fire down upon them as many screamed being turned into nothing feeling a phantom pain of the burning heat of the sun on her flesh. "Millions died as those who did escape watch the remains of their home be covered up in a sea of sand burying the ones who were in the long tunnel of the underground to be buried alive,"

The image stopped as Alastor held a grim look on his face.

"The name you now know this race by is the rat-kin correct?" Alastor asked.

"Yes but they couldn't have been like that! They are merely-"

"Verman? Chrysalis they might be a shadow of their former selves but that what happens when you are divided and your history was destroyed with your home," Alastor looked down at the snow. "Yet they still remain even now they keep on building with scarps,"

Pushing himself forward he looked down at Chrysalis as he grew in size.

"All they need is a little-" He grabbed her. "Push,"

Shadows consumed them leaving nothing in it's wake.

Author's Note

Not as long as the first chapter...

But yeah these aren't skaven mind you so no warp stone, no rat speech, and no use of breed slaves.

Yes they are skaven like able to create machines and what not while being good assassins, but unlike the skaven they are loyal to each other more than their AOS counterparts.

Best way I could describe it is rat-folk/were-rats in DND from what I know so far.

Along with that the army wouldn't just be rat-kin but others who have been wronged by ponies such as...

Spoilers

Spoiler. Spoiler

Like I'll tell you without spoiling it.

And

Please stop trying to spoil the story.

Though Curse or gift will be updated pretty soon

Also no...

Maybe...

Haven't made up my mind yet.