PonyALT: Black Spectrum

The Eye. The center of the city that watches. The castle where the black queen resides. Sobbed watches and wait for the command of his mistress, always ready at ever second, every day, eternal. She does not move from her throne often, she always watches from it, watches everything, but when she does move, something is wrong. Tonight... Something is very wrong. None know of what the queen fears, but Sombra does, and it is that of which of equal power and can steal her throne. The other queen, the changeling Crysalis. Rumors circulate quickly, and The Eye may watch, but it also listens. The insect is here, hiding amongst them, stalking her prize. Sombra, the slaved king, watches his queen pace the throne room of the castle, ignoring her guards, ignoring whatever work must be done as queen of Equestria. She screams in psychotic fits when a maid or guard tries to calm or reassure her that all is well. They imprisoned for a month. Sombra knows not to talk, especially when Nightmare is like this. He can only wait for her to command him. He sits, looking down at the collar the restricts his once powerful, mind torturing magic. He does miss it, but that power has been gone for a thousand years. Thousand... It is because of her that he is ageless. He was defeated, down at her hooves, and offer, die or live forever as her personal servant. Sombra was no dark-martyr, he chose life. His only regret, is the loss of so much power. He still waits. Her command is imminent. "Sombra!", she shouts. The unicorn rushed to his queen's side, kneeling before her, awaiting her command. She spoke in frantic whispers, "I don't trust the guards, investigate the castle, kill antpony who exhibits unusual behavior!" Sombra nodded once and turned quickly trotting off into the darkness of the castles, using what ever unrestricted magic he had to light his way. He turned a corner, off into the dark halls, slowly now, observing his suroundings. The hall her none but brick and blackness, no decoration, the queen hated decoration, she much preferred the intimidating feeling of cold, brick corridors. Sombra respected that. A maid walked by him casually using her own horn to cast an orange glow around her self so that she could see throughout the castle halls. She did not move unusually, she did not speak, she did not look at him, she was not changeling. He continued this.. 'chore', of his untill he was sure that he had inspected everypony in the castle. All was fine. He returned to the throne room to find the queen much calmer than before. She seemed delighted to see him. "Sombra...", she said almost seductively, "come here". Sombra obeyed his queen, but not before taking note of the absence of the guards, where were they?
Sombra reached his spot near the top of the throne next to Nightmare Moon. "Sombra, come closer", she half whispered. This was unusual. This was not the queen he knew. "A thousand years, Sombra...", moaned as she leaned toward him. No. This is not the queen. He lit his horn up in a bright demonic red and bared his teeth at the imposter. "Where is she?...", he asked coldly. The fake queen was not phased by his actions. "She was easy to over throw, Sombra, some queen... Equestria does not need a queen like that. What has she done for her people? What has she done for you? I know what I'd do for you.", she smiled, running her tounge across the edge of her lips. "No", was all that escaped Sombra's mouth. The imposter was now agitated, she looked angrily into his eyes. She gave up trying to seduce him, and shot a bolt of black energy straight into his face. He slid across the floor, bashing into the wall on the west side of the throne room. He heard a crack. He smiled. He stood back up on his feet, glaring at the irritated female. "I thought you had the queen's power now", he chuckled. She did not hesitate to blast him again, sending him flying against the wall this time, shattering two of the many stained glass windows. Another crack was heard. Now was his chance. While on the floor, Sombra focused all of his magic energy on the slave chain around his neck, working his way through the cracks. *crack!!!*. A massive black aura surrounded him. He stood tall for the first time in a thousand years! He dimly gazed at the false queen, who now shuddered in fear, as her form reverted, reveal the changeling queen, Crysalis. "HAHAHAHA!!", Sombra laughed, "you look as pathetic as the millions of slaves I once owned, now where is the queen?" Crysalis straightened up and attempted to fire a magic bolt at him. Sombra shook his head. He levitated her into the air as she screamed and flailed, "Where is she?", he asked. She remained silent and stern. He removed her hide legs, ripping and tearing with his telekinesis until only stubs were left in their place. "AAAAHHHH!!!!", she screamed. "Where is the queen?", Sombra asked again. "Un..und-r...un", chrysalis stuttered. He tore off her fore legs. She screamed once more, "CAVERNS!!!! UNDER!!!! CASTLE!!!!", before, due to the trauma and destruction of her nerves, deficating on the floor. Disgusted, Sombra simply dropped the limbless bitch, straight down into her own filth. He the looked down, and easily separated the floor with his magic, destroying it even, telekinetically borrowing a massive hole into the caverns below. He dropped down, landing between two massive crystals. Crystals... No. No time. His search did not last long as he found Nightmare, slumped down in a crevice, rambling insanely to herself. A high level insanity spell. Chrysalis must've practiced years before attempting this. Sombra took a second glance at her. She's powerless, he could easily take over Equestria, regain his empire, re-enslave billions.
A third glance... And he realized he was broken. He could not take from his queen. His horn lit up in a soft blue, as did Nightmare. She convulsed for a bit before regaining her senses and looking up at her savior. "Sombra...", she said. She looked down at the absent slave collar that previously consealed his power. She ran her hooves along his neck and spoke, "You I cannot allow this, Sombra". He nodded and kneeled before his queen.
When they returned to the surface, the changeling bitch had fled.