The very first thing she sees, is a blue flaming mane in the dark, and glowing purple eyes, as she fears the worst, something very odd stirkes her about it, the height, and size, being alot smaller then they should be for Dark Descent.

The flames and glowing eyes die down, and when her light is cast, there sits Arcel, the only differance now is he has a small pair of wings on his back, he blinks a few times, then looks at himself, a small smile coming to his face, “… thank the Celstial sisters I was right on that one.” looks up to Nightmare and waves.

Nightmare Moon rushes over and hugs him.

“Arcel! You’re… you! What happened to Dark Descent?”

You haven’t been getting into the jimson weed, have you? That stuff will kill you.

“Very good… very good…” the large dark stalion chuckles a bit, looks down to Arcel, “… you realize what we are about to do?” he asks.

The smaller Arcel nodded, “Yes… I am well aware… and I will do what I must for Nightmare to be happy,” he said, his confidance strong, but voice partialy shakey.

Dark Descent continues to smile, “Good… come along…” he says, leading them to a larger room. A large spell circle already on the floor. He quickly moves Arcel to one part and himself to another, “… with this spell… we shall become one….” his horn glows, the spell quickly begining.

Arcel stood there, and then smiled, “I am counting on it,” his horn glowing as well, before the spell could be stopped for any reason, the ring exploded in light and smoke, putting out all the candles and torchs in the otherwise unlit room, leaving only darkness in its place, and silence.

Nightmare Moon, after recovering from her surprise, quickly summoned a ball of light.

“Arcel! Arcel, are you all right?”

*Nightmare Moon approaches Dark Descent, her head bowed, crying softly.*

We have done as you asked. He has consented to the fusion. 

…We are not used to being on this side of a relationship.

Yes…

*She teleports both of them to her castle’s throne room.*

We are currently a slave, and cannot eat pancakes of Our own free will.

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((OOC: Back… anything new?))

((ooc: Dark Descent enslaved Nightmare Moon, and now NMM is trying to convince Arcel to fuse with DD.))

Yes, master. *The first command he’s given that she is eager to carry out.*

Our deal would still be in place. You and Arcel, together, would be Our master. If you ordered Us not to do so, We would not.