My Little Evil Chicken: Roasted Comrades are Magic!

She was fast asleep. Her energies were slowly returning to her. Then she noticed a powerful presence enter her mind. It felt bright and radiant. It felt pure and just. Most of all, It make the chicken want to puke. How dare an entity of good enter her mind.

She awoke standing in a white castle. There was a huge white pony standing on the throne. She had two great powerful wings. Her mane sparkle in the early sun. A top her head was a great horn that radiated pure energy. She was Princess Celestia ruler of the sun. She didn't look happy either. Celestia then spoke up.

"I can tell your of great evil. You have slaughtered thousands mercilessly. Chasing them so you could finally blast them to nothingness. You think you do this for your kin. Something though has twisted your mind. Something that haunts you to this day. You have even forgotten up your name."

Her name. She had not forgotten it. No, She had it locked away in her mind. It was a memory that had caused her much pain. She hated to admit it but she did have loved ones. Then she heard a gleeful cackle. With tears in her eyes she finally remembers an old friend.

"Daisy! Get yer feathered rump back 'ere."

"Gotta catch me Granny!"

Chasing the young hen was an elderly woman.  She was a pudgy, wrinkled, and short old coot. Her grayish-white hair tied into a bun. The black dress she wore had many mismatched patches. They were mostly around the bottom of the dress along with a few tatters. She wore a pointy black hat with a wide brim. In it was a hatpin with a chicken design on the top. She had many warts on her face showing how much power she possessed. She was a Witch.

The hen was smaller than a full grown chicken. She had just gotten her flight feathers in. She was eager to use them. As seen by the pieces of pickled herring in her feathers from an earlier miscalculation. By miscalculation I mean she accidentally flew through the cellar window and into Granny's favorite pickling barrel. Granny was none to pleased.

Eventually the chicken tired. She plopped down on her back trying to rest for a moment. She then blacked out.

Shaking her head from that thought she turned to Celestia who was glaring at her.

"You were raised well. It still doesn't explain why you turned into such a evil being."

"My name was Daisy. I was a prized hen of the witch known as Granny Gila. She treated us with the utmost respect. Until..."

She started to do something she hasn't done in many years. She started to cry.

Celestia was sure of what to think. She enter this god's mind to try and banish her. Now it is in the throne room crying.

She then thought of something. The Diamond Dogs were giving her kingdom trouble. Her guard were having trouble finding them. Even then when they were blocked in they still caused quite a bit of casualties. There were enslaving Ponykind, just like Daisy thought Ponies were doing to her kind. "Wait, I think I have an idea on how to help free both of our kinds."

Daisy looked up at Celestia. Daisy then thought for a moment on what she just said. "Wait did you just say your kind are facing the horror of being enslaved?"

"Yes, they are a race known as Diamong Dogs. They are taking ponies by force to work in their mines. They work them until they die. Then they just work the other ones just as hard."

"That is...Horrible! Not even chickens were given that sort of treatment. At least on my world they let the chickens die a nice quick death."

Daisy quickly covered her beak with a wing. "Oops."

"Your world? Please, do tell."

She then explained about the horrors of her world. Dragons waiting to gobble adventurers whole. The dominant race killing each other just because they had better stuff. Not to mention the slaughter of thousands of creatures just to gain some form of skill.

"Well and I sort came here by accident. Trying to send some idiot to the abyss. I got a kick in the rump and down through a portal I go."

"Wow... Where was I?" She looked around and saw the chicken tapping her talon impatiently.

"Oh right. You see there quite a bit of chickens here in Equestria. For each pony you rescue, I will hand over one chicken to your cause."

"And for each killed diamond dog?"

"For each cleared den, I will grant you 100 chickens to your cause."

"Well, looks like we have a deal." Daisy offered her talon in a talon shake. Celestia took it.

And so an alliance was made.