I walked beneath the moonlight, having returned to the graveyard as instructed by Morse Code. As expected, the mare was waiting for me. I’d worn my disguise for the meeting; something about my recent exploits made me want to put on flashy presentations.

“There you are; I’ve spoken with the vice-president of the cult and she’s agreed to let you join. However, I never got your name, so he was a bit… suspicious to say the least.” Morse said. Her mane shone brightly under the moonlight.

“Understandable, but unnecessary; my name isn’t important right now. All you need to know is that my friends and I are devoted to Twilight’s cause.” I replied. Morse seemed a little hesitant at the answer I gave her, but agreed anyway. Without another word, she led me into the treeline beside the Foal Mountains. Along the way, she started up another conversation.

“You mentioned your friends back there; where are they?” she asked. I smiled under my scarf.

“They’re around, watching out for any guards along our path and taking down the potential threats. They’re like clockwork ninjas, real dependable.” I replied. It was difficult to tell if Morse found my reply reassuring, or even more suspicious. Either way, it didn’t matter as she took a right into the base of the nearest Mountain.

“We’re here.” she said. At first, I thought she might have been touched in the head. All I saw was a flat rock face, but as she stepped towards it, I saw a ripple effect trail out from her, stopping just a few feet in all directions. She’d walked through the wall. It was a concealed doorway.

“Clever.” I said aloud, mentally transmitting the information to the others. I stepped through casually, only to be greeted by a number of spears and swords. At first, I thought it might have been a trap, but their armour was different compared to the Night and Day guard. The colours and styles were designed after me.

“It’s alright she’s the new member. Others will be coming too.” Morse said. The guards lowered their weapons and allowed me past. I recognised them as some of the ones I’d brainwashed before I’d been found out. I hadn’t counted on some of them actually taking my side of their own free will. I was especially surprised to see Fire Reign among them.

“This way.” Morse said. I couldn’t help but notice how she’d taken on a completely different tone once she’d entered the cave.

The passage led to an open expanse lit by artificial light. It was an indoor archipelago, if such a thing existed. It brought to mind the popular novel 'Journey to the Centre of Equis'. Ponies ranging from thirty to fifty of all ages were gathered together, some of them chatting, others sleeping. It seemed more like a guild than a cult. However they presented themselves didn't matter to me, so long as they were true to their rumours.

Faces unfamiliar to me turned my way and looked judgingly at me as I followed Morse to a platform that had been set up for statements and assemblies. It appeared that a new recruit or recruits was considered assembly-worthy. I heard the commotion my friends had begun to make as they were surrounded by spears and swords on their way to the platform behind me. All of them wore disguises as were my orders.

On the platform, Morse instructed us to wait where we were. As soon as she left, the others gathered closer.

"I've got an eerie feeling about this. They're watching us like a pack of Timber Wolves." Dash stated. I had to agree with her statement. But I felt safe in the knowledge that no matter the truth behind this Cult, we would emerge victorious.

"Just play it cool. Don't let them think they've got you rattled." I told her. Dash sighed and cracked her neck to relax. Minutes later, a familiar face emerged from behind yet another hidden passage. Fluttershy walked forward, her mane styled differently. Unlike she used to, she no longer hid her face. She'd brushed her mane towards the back of her head, letting her ears prevent any hair from falling back to the front. I was glad to have had a modecum of self control, else I'd have had her on that platform for everypony to see.

"I'm the vice-president of the Cult of Necrosis. State your names and explain why you want to join our ranks." she ordered in a very uncharacteristic manner. I loved the new Fluttershy. I felt it safe to reveal myself knowing that Fluttershy was at the least, second in command. I turned to the others and nodded my head, reaching my hoof up to remove my disguise.

As the hood came off, silence overcame everypony. My eyes darkened to their normal state and my body radiated suppressed magic. Fluttershy sighed and smiled, obviously glad to see me.

"I managed to convince a civilian not to report your late night meetings with me to the Royal Guard. You should step up your game when sneaking off." I said. Fluttershy stepped forward and pulled me into a hug.

"It's good to see you, Twilight." Fluttershy said as the others began to remove their own disguises. Suddenly, the onlookers burst into fandom and celebrated my appearance. I hadn't felt so loved and appreciated since my friends and I were all together and we'd received medals for defeating Nightmare Moon. As Fluttershy made her way to Rainbow Dash and the others, I approached Morse Code and smiled.

"I believe I said Twilight would show her gratitude in any way you desired. Tell me I'm wrong?" I teased. Morse was speechless. I watched her jaw work without voice and I couldn't help but chuckle.

"I...I-I-I...I love you." she managed to blurt out. I gave her a confident look and pulled her closer.

"Show me just how much after this meeting's over. My friends and I have ways of making ponies express themselves." I said, whispering the last part in her ear before nibbling it. She let out a quiet moan and I watched as her hind legs quivered in anticipation. I had no trouble believing that she would have happily let me take her in front of the other cult members if it meant being ravaged by me. Such desires were indicative that I was due for a session. Who better than a mare who was new to my skills and more likely to produce more ecstasy for me feed on. I'd learned that Necromancy held a trait similar to Changelings. It was stronger when I fed off of the emotions of others. Of course as a Pony, there was only one way to do so, and that was through what Morse was undoubtedly hoping for.

I distanced myself from my biggest fan for the time being and turned to Fluttershy.

"So if you're number 2, who's in charge?" I asked. Fluttershy looked rather sad after I'd asked. Before the pegasus could reply, a familiar voice chilled the air. The tone with which the pony spoke was unnerving.

"Heya, Twilight. Long time, no see." Twilight looked to the wall to see a pink hoof emerge from the ripples, followed by another, then the head of Pinkie Pie. Unlike her usual self, her mane had gone straighter than a Royal Guard's posture and bags had begun to form under her eyes.

"Pinkie?" I asked. The pink mare before us lifted her head and grinned more evilly than I ever could have.

Author's Note

So most of you have asked for Pinkamena, and I delivered. So after Twilight plays with Pinkamena (you know what I mean by that), this is what she looks like, but with red eyes.
It's a short chapter, I know, but people often need to take time to read/see/understand the awesomeness if Pinkamena in a story.