The pure white streets of the castle town of Canterlot looked crisp and clean while the sun shimmered off the stain glass windows and marble walls. Stallions stopped and stared as a jaw droppingly beautiful Black unicorn mare trotted down the middle of the roads. Her body was curvaceous in all the right places and her regal figure was tall and elegant comparable to that of an alicorn. Her lush lips and long red mane complemented one another, while her long lacy gown flowed behind her elegantly. This marvelous mare was the very definition of grace and beauty and she knew it as she walked her head held high. She sways her backside from side to side swinging her high hips. She smiles looking upon Canterlot castle.

"I do believe it's time for a remodel. White is the new black after all." With that she stomped her dainty hoof and the ground split open creating a great shaft while the streets ****. "Reanimate and Rise." The black unicorn said licking her lips as the males who were staring were now fleeing in fear. Soon the corpses of long dead ponies rose from the cracks clawing their way to the surface. The horde of the undead roamed the streets consuming the flesh of the living. Suddenly high many high class ponies were dragged down and eaten alive. The screams were sensual songs to the black unicorn known as Vesper. She let loose a sinful moan and remarked. "Ohhhh how wonderful. How I love high society screams. Mmm I've heard tales the nobles of Canterlot bleed blue."


She went on walking towards the castle as the guards at the door cross their spears refusing entry. Vesper's horn alights and her eyes glow a fierce red. Within mere moments the guards drop their weapons and kneel letting her pass. "Forgive us Mistress." Canterlot's finest speak in unison. Vesper pushed them aside as the undead close in and make a feast of the zoned out castle guards. Finding the throne room empty she ascends the steps and places her behind upon Celestia's seat. Her horn alights and a red aura of magic slams the doors shut. "This seat of power has been misused by a foal too close to kindness." She drapes herself over the seat delicately like silk sheets. She closes her eyes and opens her ears listening to a city in chaos while the undead run rampant. This screams caused her to sigh in relief 'while her numbers grew with each new that fell soon rose in service to her. "Now the real fun begins. I'll have to wait for a dance partner."     

Spitfire smashed through the windows and pushed her goggles down around her neck.
"What the... She muttered to herself as she saw Bolt and Vesper. Assuming the dragon was on her side she turned to Vesper.
"This is Spitfire captain of the Wonderbolts. I don't know where you came from, but you sure as hell are going back." The Wonderbolt threw her goggles, attached her wing blades and charged Vesper.