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// Malistaire New alliance  
// Story: Wizards of Equestria 
// by adaptroug 
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"We're here," Death Armor said as he landed in what seemed to be a black wasteland. 

"Well where is here?" Malistaire said seeing nothing except the empty blackness.

Death Armor rolled his eyes at his 'masters' inability to see in a pitch black night and cast a small light spell.

"What the...." Malistaire said looking at the giant hive that was in front of him.

"The changeling hive," Death Armor said looking at the structure, "Come on, we have a queen to talk to."

They walked in to a tunnel that was dimly lit with black things scouring away from them.

"Appears they already fear me," Malistaire said a bit overconfident.

One of the black creatures braver than the rest walked forward, "So you have returned, the one who carry's the torch of Exaviean, My queen would like a word with you."

"So your still around I see, Zack," Death Armor said blocking Malistaire from going forward.

"I thought ponies only lived for around 80 years except Celestia and Luna," The creature said.

"Shut up!" Malistaire yelled at Death Armor tried to make a remark knocking his head off causing his body to drop and left only his floating head.

"Raising the dead," Zack said, "Our queen will need that for the assault on Cantorlot." he then turned, "Come."

Malistaire waited a moment for Death Armor to pull himself together before following Zack.

The three continued walking down the tunnel passing more of the creatures that seemed nothing but a dyeing shell with eyes.  

The trio then came upon the only thing that wasn't made of black onyx, a Golden door with old text around the arch.

"Wait here," Zack said walking into the room.

Malistaire and Death Armor waited out side of the door for a good hour before Zack came out.

"The queen awaits," He said opening the door then slaming it behind them.

"Typical trap, not a good one even," He said walking in through the tunnels, "Not even one spike plate."

They walked until they saw one of the creatures yet quite larger sitting on a throne.

"Why are you here," She hissed at them, "Here to try to kill me, Queen Crisilist again."

"Oh how I wished," Death Armor muttered.

Malistaire was irrtated enough so he cut to the chase, "We need your help to take down Malvin Darkrider. A discrase to Exavieans name."

"I senced you wanted him, but I need some help with something first,  then we will help you," She said standing up, "My people are starving and we need the love of ponies to survive."

"Let me guess, a body swap at a wedding," Malistaire said.

"Not just A wending, the wending of a princess."





"Sounds like a challenge, You have a deal."