Fang spotted the approaching guards. "About time! We're under attack, get the best magic users we have in here! We cannot let these things out of the palace."

The dragon dematerialized, and reformed behind some of the guards, and used it's claws to cut them down, as it did this, the dragon grew slightly larger, feeding off the darkness in the area from the death, blood, and suffering.

"Dammit!" Fang growled as she impaled on of the reanimated ponies with her spear.

The dragon had a grin on it's muzzle as it looked at Fang. "Your hide, is bright. for your sil, you soul, is strong. One with a soul like your's would be wasted if used to fuel me. You have potential, but only if you join, and I'll insure that my queen knows of you in a good way, so your name is preserved into history." The dragon tempted.

Fang studied the dragon for a moment before a small smirk showed on her muzzle. "Fool," She pulled her spear free, "I already am one with the night."

"You dare follow the Order's false goddess!" The dragon growled.

Fang frowned. "The Order's false goddess?"

"The Order dares follow the on you call Luna, but to them she gives to the country life, for everything thrives in the night there, but hides during the day. They don't realize that my queen, who you call Nightmare Moon, can make the world be like their land." The dragon growled

Fang was silent.

"Are you considering my offer from brfore?" The dragon asked, geting a bit closer to Fang.

"No, don't! Fang, if you do, then Nightmare Moon shall destroy everything! Is that what you want?"

"Stay out of this!" The dragon yelled as it got closer to Fang. "Don't you want to help the true mistresses of the night?" The dragon asked.

No, Luna's the true ruler of the night. But why-? Faint memories echoed in the back of her mind, a land of eternal night, filled with creatures like herself. What is this?

"This is truth, this is what Nightmare wants, but none understand, will you help your kind from their persecution?" The dragon said inside Fang's mind. "Don't you want to do what is right, Celestia has never helped your kind except make a prity speach, but that has never stopped things from geting worse."

Fang's mind raced as she tried to focus. The goddess of the sun's focus has never been for us, the children of the night. But Luna . . . I, swore an oath to her. To protect the night and its children.