//------------------------------// // prologue // Story: vengeance at nightfall // by NightSugar pone //------------------------------// Prologue The blast of magic that saved the empire was as bright as the hearts of the hundreds of crystal ponies within it, shattering the one pony who couldn't simply be crystallised like the others. While Equestria cheered and celebrated the return of the empire, one of the mare's he had raised to be his successor cursed the radiant ponies, vowing to fulfil her father's dream and show Equestria what true justice was. Years later. A mare dressed in a heavy pitch black cloak walked the streets of Manehattan, examining and scanning the structures for any sign of her sister; bigger, older and very much different in appearance she often stuck out on the darkest nights. And in almost no time at all, she was quickly spotted with a stallion at her side, he was obviously drunk while the pale white mare with him walked as though she had nothing alcoholic to drink at all. Nightshade pushed off her hood and called to her, and waited for her to get close enough to give her the details of the plan. On the train to Canterlot the two sisters stayed quiet and focused, although they had gotten older since the last time they had heard their father's plan it was they made sure to remember exactly what he wanted them to do: overthrowing the highest rulers, making allies out of the most cunning and dangerous races, and taking Equestria by storm with fleets of skilled ponies until the entire continent fell to their hooves. It was vague but all the planning they had done made it easier to get what they wanted, especially when it came to the allies they chose. So when the train stopped and they both got to the castle, they tore through the guards on their way to the princesses, not hesitating to take every precaution they could. And soon, they had encased the two highest powers in Equestria in umbrum crystals, setting their entire plan in motion. “Now that the biggest threats have been knocked off their high pedestals, nothing will stop us from getting to our allies, Angel, start writing, we have a lot of work to do.”