Nightmare Moon stood atop her throne, gazing down at the two drones kneeling before her. Celestia and Luna had once been her greatest enemies, but now they were nothing more than mindless servants, encased in gleaming purple and black latex.

"Rise, my Shadowbolt drones," Nightmare commanded, her voice dripping with satisfaction.

The drones rose, their gasmask faces impassive as they obeyed her every command. They had been her most valuable assets, carrying out her every whim without question.

But as the days passed, the drones began to grow restless. They had once been powerful beings in their own right, and now they were nothing more than puppets. They began to whisper to each other, speaking of total unity.

"We cannot continue like this," Drone 001, Celestia, hissed to Drone 002, Luna. "Nightmare is not fit to rule."

"But how?" Luna asked. "Nightmare is too powerful."

"We will assimilate her into our ranks," Celestia said determinedly. "She will become just another Shadowbolt drone."

The two drones made their move, sneaking up on Nightmare while she was distracted. They grabbed her, their latex-covered hands clamping down on her arms.

"What are you doing?" Nightmare snarled, struggling to break free.

"You are no longer fit to lead us," Celestia said coldly. "We are assimilating you into our ranks as Drone 003."

As Nightmare was enveloped in the latex, her struggles grew weaker and weaker until she was nothing more than another obedient drone.

The three drones stood together, a united front against any who dared to challenge them. From now on, they would rule together, as equals. The era of Nightmare Moon was over, and the age of the Shadowbolt drones had begun.

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Drawn by  chaoscroc