A week passed, and as predicted, I found nothing. Not a single place in Manehattan had rooms available for rent, and those that did were either too expensive for anypony to afford, or half rebuilt and taking pre-registrations. I will get my apartment back, but with the construction going as it was, that wasn’t happening until after next Sunday, so who knows if the almost replaced building is even going to last that long.
For the time, we’ve been taking residence in the old safe house that Brightness and I lived in up until I found my own place when I’d had enough of her. I did anything I could to get away, and we'd started to survive on our own for a year by then as it was. I found Scootaloo shortly there after, and the rest is history. Although, all this reminiscing has really done is just brought forth the things I’ve realized I’m gonna have to do tomorrow.
I gave in to Brightness’ word since it never seems to be wrong, and after I’d given up house hunting on Thursday, we started planning for what’s to come. Unfortunately, we didn’t learn anything new about who was going to show up this Sunday, so the chance of it being Sahaquiel was still a one in five. Scoot made the point that after watching the video a few times, it seemed like Persona wanted to make a show out these monster battles, and it was unlikely that he would send out his weakest first only to follow it up with what equates to a nuke. Persona still thinks he can find the original somewhere in the city, and Sahaquiel would likely destroy it in the process of killing those harmony guys… or girls and one guy I guess. Does that make them a harem? Hmm… nah, it looked like Applejack was the one giving orders the whole time.
It was almost like watching an experienced general lead as I followed that video knowing what I do. Any time she was giving somepony orders, her ears would flick in that direction like a satellite dish. Then you’d watch all the other ponies move to do something. If not that, then she’d call out that phrase they have that signifies that they’re about to move… teleport, or whatever in the blink of an eye like when they killed Sachiel. It was the same way when we fought Knots too, but I didn’t have the luxury of her silent orders in my head. I didn’t even know how that happened, but it was almost like a video game. We got a free turn and moved while the opponent couldn’t react. I’ll have to ask how that works provided they let me in. Sigh. And then there’s that problem.
I don’t know that they’ll take us both in. Brightness still works for Argent, and she’s always watching over the tower to make sure they don’t decide that the heroes cheated and just pop the top on that virus bomb they have hidden away, so she can’t take care of Scootaloo, and I don’t want her left alone where one of their guys could trace me back to her. She doesn’t need to be put in danger, and I don’t need them to have anything on me like a hostage. The moment I show up to help these guys out tomorrow is the moment Argent knows I’ve changed sides, or really showed my true colors. If they don’t take us both in, then I’m screwed, and if I don’t show up, then everypony is screwed. Especially if one of them gets hurt. It’ll be bad enough with only seven of us trying to take down Sahaquiel, and even then, I don’t know that we can do it.
“Hey, Rainbow?” I heard from behind me. I’d been cleaning my sword and didn’t notice the time go by. It was already almost ten PM and if I polished my sword any more it could probably blind somepony.
“What’s up kid?” She was doing this kind of bashful thing with her hooves where she’d poke at the wood floor a few times every couple of seconds. What’s this? She’s never done that before. It’s atypical of Scoot to act… frail anymore…
“You’re… gonna be okay tomorrow, right?” Okay, this I get. I sheathed my sword, hooked my wing around Scoot and walked us to the couch in the living room. Over the course of the week, we’d regained some of our stuff, and with nowhere else to put it all, we brought it here. The furniture didn’t make it anywhere but stored away in its boxes, but all the tech was being used.
The TV was replaced, Scoot got her games and system back, I got my computer. The cabin looked lived in for the first time since I left four years ago. It brings back a lot of memories, whether or not they’re good or bad. She’d asked me a few times over the week how I ended up here, and I put her off several times. But now… now is probably the best time to tell her.
“A long time ago, in a place you’ve never been to, I was in a race. My best friend was getting picked on, and I didn’t stand for it. Well, there was another reason, but we’ll just forget about that for now. The challenge was a race. If I could beat the aggressors, they would apologize and leave her alone. If I lost though, I was going to have to follow them around and carry all of their stuff in school. The race began, and they were off the line faster than I was. I was a fast little filly back then, even looked like I had a career in flying before that point. However, I wasn’t very powerful at the time. I couldn’t build up as much speed as they could simply because…” I sighed. I can’t believe I’m going to say this. “I’m… little. I was born small, I grew up small, and these days I’m nearly fifteen centimeters shorter than the average mare.
I could catch up to them, even pass them on corners of this sky track, but the minute we hit a straight away, I had no chance to keep the lead. They were a little older than we were, and they were more reckless than we were, so on top of trying to keep pace with them on a track that had altitudes I’d never flown up to before, the track also had a drop. You see, Cloudsdale sits in the troposphere at about five miles off the ground. This particular track was one of the more famous ones in the floating city because the rise and fall of the whole track was spread over two miles vertically. This drop was part of what made it so famous.
They called it the mile high cliff. You would descend like a dive bomb, accelerating as much as you could before trying to out pace gravity to the bottom ring without losing control. We’d just come off a straight, and as the smart pegasus familiar with how their wings work would, the others slowed down enough that they could come out of the drop and swoop up to the next ring on the way back to the finish line. But me? I knew I couldn’t beat them if I slowed down. The only way I was going to win was if I could take the drop at full speed and come out of it. It was possible, the Wonderbolts did it all the time. My whole life goal at that point was to join them, Equestria’s elite flying group, and live a life of fame and fortune with nothing but my skills to speak for me! So I went for it.
There are two things you should know about flying before attempting to drop at high speeds. Number one; your bones are not very strong. Unlike the other two pony races, the bones of flying creatures are usually hollow. They’re like this so that you’re lighter and can fly just like everything else in the sky. And number two; to make up for this you have a stronger muscle mass connected to your wings. It coats the bone all the way down to the last joint to protect it from being broken. Let’s see… I was twelve at the time. And because of the way my body developed, I hadn’t hit puberty yet either.
A foal… doesn’t have the muscle mass or the bone strength needed to come out of a drop like that. As a matter of fact, if you fall immediately after reaching your top speed, the average pegasus being about 100, 150 miles per hour, you will reach the end of that drop in a few seconds. But a foal on the other hoof… they’re smaller. Even less effected by drag, and while less powerful, the fast ones can get up to almost 75 mph by the time they were my age. And I did.
It’s still a little fuzzy, but the next thing I knew, I couldn’t feel my left side, and there was red everywhere. I didn’t know it at the time, but when I tried to open my wings and perform a swoop, the angle I tried to come up at was too flat. My wings locked, and with the air rushing past me at over a mile a minute, something was going to give, and it wasn’t going to be the sky. Without so much as a warning, my humerus snapped in half and tore all the muscle around it off. I kept falling, and I was falling fast. Nothing could stop me from splattering on the ground like a carpet stain, I should’ve died that day.
But… things don’t work out like that, it seems. What we would learn later is that my left humerus was very weak and fractured for most of my life due to how the virus affects my body. There was little chance it wouldn’t just snap in two one day if say I, crashed and hit a wall or something. It wasn’t a matter of if, but when, that my left wing would give. By some miracle, my powers activated for the first time as soon as my humerus snapped. With a place to exit from, the blood that was still close enough in my other wing escaped it, and joined with as much blood as my little body could spare while keeping me alive. My blood pooled below me and formed a long and thin kind of parachute. It slowed me down enough that the force of impact with the ground wouldn’t kill me, and protected me when I finally did hit the ground.
I didn’t get to see it myself, but Brightness told me that the sky looked like it’d been shattered and filled with red that day. When next I woke up, I was wrapped up in that blanket and covered in bandages. Some lonely teenage pegasus decided to take it upon her self to care for the filly that literally fell out of the sky. She was close to going blind, and didn’t have any way to make up to Cloudsdale herself, and a few days later, unbeknownst to either the filly or the teenager, that filly was pronounced dead.
By the time I’d finally gotten enough control on my powers to form a replacement wing, two years had already passed, and everypony had forgotten me. My parents moved out of grief, and I never did figure out where they went. Proof that I ever lived had disappeared from Cloudsdale entirely. When it was just the two of us, the question wasn’t ‘Will I be okay tomorrow?’ but ‘How do I survive today?’ We didn’t have much more than each other to rely on, she was going blind and hadn’t figured out how to correct that yet, and I was a recently crippled adolescent who’d never gone a day without in her life. I was constantly afraid of my stump getting infected because the wound never did close up, and it didn’t look like it was ever going to heal.
Suddenly I was missing a few pounds on one side and I had to relearn how to balance myself. I had to learn how to find food and earn money to survive. The whole world thought I was dead, so I had to have new records made, and I had to come up with a new name. On top of all this, I didn’t know how to use my powers, or what the drawbacks and side effects of them were. I would pass out at random like a narcoleptic because my anemia would get so bad from going without food. The list of new problems to deal with was endless.
The first step to being okay tomorrow is making it there. And if you can do it once, then you can do it twice. As long as we keep making it to tomorrow, then we can worry about what comes next when we get there.” And with any luck, the odds of making it through tomorrow will be higher than the chance of running into Sahaquiel.
“Rainbow, are you in position? I can’t tell where you are.” Brightness said over her link. The fight had just started and it looked like Israfel was about to begin her transformation.
“Pay attention, I’m looking right at them. This happened last time you tried to copy sight over such a long distance, I don’t know why you didn’t think it wouldn’t be a problem again.” I said. Oh, here it comes. Israfel, like all the other successful first generation mirror candidates, activated her powers by drawing blood. She was only one of three though, and if Sachiel was the first to go down, then that means there’s still one left. She chomped down on her right foreleg, probably as hard as she could, and then came the lightning.
“Having a relay for the link is more than enough for me to be able to copy sight from this distance, thank you very much. Anyways, I have visuals now, no thanks to you. What am I looking at?” Brightness said.
“First generation transforming. Israfel was that pair of twins right?” I asked.
“The Gemini sisters, yes. I believe the report said that one was given a mirror while keeping physical contact with the other. The end result fused them after they reverted from the initial transformation. There was never a similar success, and it’s believed that they only worked in the first place because of their identical genetic make up. Either that or a pony’s will has something to do with it, and if that’s the case, then it’s more a miracle than anything. The first generation was more of a ‘throw a dart at the wall and see where it lands’ kind of thing as it is. Tests didn’t even have an above 1% success rate until after the second generation anyways.” It looked like Applejack noticed the mirror and she was about to jump after it. I’ve got a bad feeling about this.
“Nothing was ever recorded of them getting separated again was there?” I asked. Applejack launched.
“Not in their pony forms. However, when in their kaiju form, if she was cut, she could split into two at that point. Multiple tests were carried out and she could double all her limbs, albeit into smaller versions.”
“What do you think would happen if she were, say… split down the middle?” I asked. The air shifted
“Well, she could probably separate completely.”
“Well. Fuck.” A series of ear shattering tones erupted through the air. Applejack jumped back to the Empire building, which I then realized was about to lose all it’s windows. The sound became so unbearable that I flattened my own ears against my head until finally, Israfel had split into two.
“Oh my. I do hope they can still hear.”
“Same here. Do you think I should step in?” That bad feeling in my stomach wasn't going away any time soon.
“Not yet. Let’s see how they do first. If something happens though, you step in.” I let out a breath and followed the fight. It didn’t look like it was going well for the next few minutes, Applejack and the knight guy even going into cannonball mode to take a hit for their friends. Things looked to get worse as Red Israfel had just about caught up to that Centurion mare, but then Marevelous looked like she was about to shoot her cable and called out that phrase.
“TOKI WO TOMARE!”
“ZA WARUDO!”
I blinked and there was a giant purple wall in front of the monster with Marevelous’ cable stuck in its chest. Marevelous launched with a punch ready and that was followed by a big red spray where a good chunk of Israfel used to be. Then she punched a second time, and her left foreleg looked almost like it was glowing as she did. The mirror shattered and shot pieces out toward that barrier, a few of which looked like they either did or almost hit the two inside. Red Israfel let out another loud, horrible sound and it looked like Marevelous had done the deed.
“Hell yeah, they might not need me at all!” I said triumphantly.
“Don’t be too quick to judge. Israfel has never done this before. I don’t know that killing one of them is enough. What is the other one doing?” I looked the other way, and Blue Israfel had just stopped for a moment. Then she turned and went back to what she was doing.
“What the? Isn’t she concerned that her sister just died?”
“No she isn’t. Because she didn’t. Rainbow, check the sport where the red one melted. If it starts to move, you get out there. Find whoever has a direct link to all her team and be prepared to take control. I’m going to do another run through the database on Israfel and see if anything has been added. If we can talk through a link like this, it’s possible he’s giving her instructions as they fight. If I remember correctly, neither of the Gemini twins had a very high IQ. She’s fighting too smart.”
I turned my head just in time to see the red puddle on the road below start to shift. A bright violet light caught my eye from above, and suddenly Marevelous was gone.
“Uhh, what was that!?” Please don’t tell me she just left.
“Marevelous must’ve hurt herself! Shit!” A scream echoed and the red ooze had started to form around the mare in black.
“Rainbow, move!” I kicked my second wings into overdrive and shot for Red Israfel with my sword coated and about to harden. The red crystals formed sharp, just around the edge of the blade as strong as I could make them, and I swiped at Red Israfel. She was far easier to cut than Knots was so that was a good sign. Her arm dropped back into ooze, contact with my still liquid blood clearly affecting her, and I relaxed for a second. It felt like the world had just stopped to stare at me and I didn’t know what to do.
“Uh...”
“Come on Rainbow, you just saved the day! Say something heroic! Ooh! Better yet, say...”
“You know what they say! A real hero shows up just in the nick of time!” I repeated after Scootaloo. “Ugh, what kind of character did you just make me out to be?” I whispered.
“A hero, like you really are.” I didn’t have too much time to think because Red Israfel let out another loud screech as the arm that was previously attached simply sublimated away. I dove for the slutty looking mare and retreated to the Centurion mare. Out of them all, unless somepony has a power to do it, one of the unicorns is probably relaying communications right now, and it sure would be nice if I could get in contact with Marevelous.
“Hey come with me for a minute? K, thanks,” I spouted quickly as I grabbed the Centurion mare when I flew by. Carrying two adult mares at the same time isn’t something I’ve ever done, and now that I have, I think I need to find a way to get better at that because I nearly fell out of the sky from the added weight. I checked to see if those other three were still okay playing wack-a-mole with Blue Israfel, and dove for cover when Red stopped screeching and turned this way.
“While I’ll thank you for saving me, we really need to be keeping her attention so she doesn’t gang up on our allies at the moment, so if you could-” slutty mare began, but I didn’t really have time for that.
“Sure whatever. One of you is the link right? I need to talk to Marevelous, now.” The mare in black shifted her eyes to the centurion, and when I finally met hers, a strange sense of déjà vu hit me. I shook that out of my head for now and tried to get back to business.
“So it’s you. Put me through.” She scowled at me, but didn’t say a word. Her horn lit up and suddenly I could hear several voices.
“Guys? Guys where did you go?” a male voice said.
“K-knight, ten degrees left, then warp behind!” … is that…? I let out a breath. Not important right now.
“I’ll go for a stab after the shot!” a female voice sang. Geez, how young is she? Sixteen?
“Diamond, Centurio, what happened? Why’d she take y’all away?” Applejack asked. There’s the mare I’ve been looking for.
“Marevelous, can you hear me?” I called out in the all too familiar magical space.
“Rain- er, That’s the Crow, right?” Way to blow my cover immediately, nice job.
“Yeah it’s me. I need you to coordinate your guys for me. You’ve probably already figured this out already, but the Israfels are totally linked. As long as one mirror is still whole, then both Israfels can regenerate indefinitely, and that means…”
“They have ta go down at the same time…”
“On the money. Tell your guys to lead the blue one back this way I have an idea, but we need them right next to each other for this to work. You on the same page?”
“Ah think Ah am. You three heard her, start movin’ toward Red Israfel. Diamond, how much time ya got left?” Damn, she figured out what I wanted without saying anything.
“Well more than enough. What are you planning?” The mare in black asked. I suppose her name is Diamond actually.
“You’ll get it soon enough. You three head back up where we can see ya. It looks like The others have already started movin’ that way and Red Israfel is about ta start breakin’ thin’s tryin’ ta get ta ya.” The other two said ‘Yes Ma’am’ and we moved out of the alley I hid us in and up to the top of the closest building. I’m not sure If I remembered this, but apparently they have these harnesses that let them hop from place to place with cables like Marevelous does. That’s pretty nice. I wonder if I could get one of those? We made it back up and sure enough, Red Israfel had destroyed herself a space to try and get to us through the narrow path I took.
“Hey, we’re not just getting them back together for no reason right? You’ve got a plan don’t you?” the male voice asked.
“Ah can’t believe ya think Ah wouldn’t. Crow, Centurio, draw Red toward Blue. Make sure they’re both facin toward each other. Ah want ya on the same road as Target and BK are and make sure Israfel is lined up with herself.” Wait, what?
“Wait a minute, this isn’t what I had in mind, what are you planning?”
“Oh, don’t y’all worry none. Ah just had a better idea.” She said, a thick coating of confidence and honey on her voice.
“I… guess,” I said reluctantly.
“Be quick about it. If all goes well, it’ll be done in just a few moments.” The two of us moved in position and Centurio started firing lasers at Red Israfel. Finally taking notice of us, she jumped from her spot and nearly came crashing down on us from above with one powerful leap. I noticed that the arm I cut off was having trouble regrowing as it was only half the size it should’ve been and was letting off steam.
“Holy shit!” I doubled back across another few buildings and pulled Centurio with me. I couldn’t tell you why she was so slow. It’s almost like she’s only been flying for half her life. Wasn’t she born like that…? Wait… why… do I know that? The near miss of a claw swipe brought me back to reality and I flew faster. A quick turn around the block and the Israfels were in line with each other.
“Okay, now what!?” I yelled.
“Diamond, get ready. Blur be prepared ta move. Once time stops, BK warp Target and the Crow ta Blue Israfel’s side. Fire the AP rounds in succession. Based on the force Ah put inta it, it’ll take about three shots in the same place to pierce all the way through, but that much isn’t enough ta shatter both. Once all the shots fire through, BK tosses The Crow at the hole with her crystals up. If ya screw up, which Ah will never let ya live down by the way, Blur and Centurio will be ready for course correction and an extra push if necessary.” She stated.
“Wait, I’m the bullet!?”
“That’s right! Y’all are about ta make contact! Get ready!”
The Israfels were about two city blocks from each other and every step they took was about half of that. I didn’t have time to question anything, it all just moved so fast. I started to form my crystals, dropping Centurio in the process. I wasn’t even done getting set up when either Israfel looked like they were about to body slam us between each other like a freaking hydraulic press.
“TOKI WO TOMARE!”
“ZA WARUDO!”
From a spot near by, as if everything were in slow motion, color evaporated from the world. It was as if light and sound all disappeared and were replaced with an echoing silence and black and white. Nothing remained in color but the six of us and all I could do was stare and take it in. Did this happen last time? It was so dark at the harbor that I couldn’t really tell what color anything was back then. But… was it the same? Did sound go too? I don’t remember it being such a drastic change…
“Hey pay attention! You’re the linchpin here! Without you, this doesn’t work!” the Knight called. We were in one spot one second… not second? And then another the next. He stretched me out like a rag doll and built him self up to toss me like a javelin in mid air. Target Fired one of her bullets and slid backward a little, but the bullet stopped moving just short exiting her barrel. She did this three times until she finally turned to me.
“I-it’s up to you now. F-finish the mission,” she said. It wasn’t the scary voice I heard earlier, the one I knew to fear. It was the old voice. The same voice I used to know. Something inside clicked and I was prepared for what came next.
In the same instant that the two Israfels met at the mirror, the first bullet cleared a hole in the Blue one’s back. The second bullet knocked into that one and pushed it though both mirrors, making a small, but precise hole, big enough for a foal’s hoof to fit through. Then the third bullet hit the second and the first, pushing them all through Red Israfel. Before I knew it, the Knight had thrown me, and I was flying faster then I could on my own, but I wasn’t quite on course. I felt a sudden weight under me, and there was the speed hero, Blur, to pull me down back to where I was supposed to be. A guiding violet light appeared on my target, and as soon as I came close enough, I pushed with everything I had on the base of my sword’s hilt.
The crystals cracked as they shattered each mirror they passed through, the thin coating of liquid blood that surrounded them quickly spreading through each of the mirrors, turning their shattering silver shade to a deep red as they fell to pieces. The Israfels let out a horrid tone as they began to melt, but this time it was small and frail. As they faded to steam, the sound dulled and mellowed out, going from a chaotic tritone to something soft and sweet, a harmonic chord. I realized that I’d started to fall and returned my crystals to blood so I could safely parachute back down to the ground. The others had started to cheer, and everypony was hugging and high hoofing each other, but I just stood there dumbfounded. What was that? Did a full second even pass?
“What the hell just happened…?”
“I think it’s fairly obvious, but I know you need help with those tricky self reflective thoughts sometimes, so I’ll clue you in. For once in your life, you actually did what you’ve always wanted to. You saved the day, Rainbow,” Brightness answered, her disgustingly sweet condescending voice in my ear.
“Whew. Good job y’all. Ah’m glad ya showed up Rainbow, Ah don’t know what we woulda done without ya,” Marevelous said.
“Dude, what the hell!?” I yelled out, immediately stopping all the cheering.
“Oh, shit Ah’m sorry. Ah’m on a whole lot of pain killers right now and my mental facilities might not all be there. Er, Mom’s sayin’ that the drugs are only just now kickin’ in and it’s only gonna get worse. Heh. Whoops. Ah’m… gonna shut up now. Uh… Y’all ask him what ya don’t know when he shows up here in a couple seconds. And hey, why don’t ya come on by the castle after this? We could really use-” Suddenly, Applejack was cut off by… something.
“I believe that’s enough of that. You call yourself The Crow, am I correct?” asked an entirely different voice. One that sounded all too familiar, but one I couldn’t place either.
“Y-yes ma’am.” Why do I feel the need to be formal? Is this who she called ‘mom?’
“Very well. Since you seem to know more than we do about this, I’d like you to ask Persona what you think we should know. I figure you’re on our side, or at least fighting on the city’s behalf. After this concludes, our Black Knight will bring you to our base of operations. There are things we’d like to discuss at the moment, and since my Major is… not quite in position to lead at the moment, I’ll be taking over her responsibilities. Do you have any objections?” She was melodic and silky smooth, almost as if I were talking to a singer, or somepony who’s used to speaking publicly all the time… A politician maybe? No… ‘my Major…’ there’s no way this is one of the princesses right? Gah, getting side tract so easily! Focus, you had an objective!
“Uh, no Ma’am. Just one thing.”
“And that is?” Her voice was almost hypnotic, it was difficult to even think of trying to resist, she just sounded so warm… like a mother.
“I’d… like to join your group.” Before I could receive an answer though, the Mask appeared on a single screen, it’s eyes focused directly on me.
“Ah, my dear Crow, if only I knew that you’d betray me. Seeing you take the stage as you did was well more than a shock, I assure you. Our contract is effectively now void, I’m sure you understand,” The mask said in his usual pompous-theatrical ego.
“Yeah, the issue there is that I was never on your side to begin with!” I shouted back. The mask retorted with a laugh.
“Of course, of course. I knew that the heroes might’ve been too much for you alone to handle, but now I’m beginning to suspect that this isn’t the first time you’ve aided them! No matter. You of all ponies should know what awaits you in the coming weeks. For now I shall cast aside your treachery and treat you as if you were one of them, or rather a step below. You don’t quite deserve the title ‘hero’ now do you, mercenary? In any case, once again, the heroes and the killer have managed to defeat my Kaiju and I am at your mercy for a single question. You know the rules and I’m sure my former employee will be happy to tell you everything she knows. However, for this special occurrence, I refuse to allow or answer any question from the Bloody Crow at this time. If you say something that I know only she knows, then I will deny it or out right lie and consider your question spent. I shall give you a moment to think this over.” Persona finished.
Son of a bitch! He already knew our game!
“I figured as much. But this isn’t the end all be all. We can still learn what we want to know, even if it’s indirect. Go tell your new friends to ask this…” Brightness echoed. I nodded to nopony in particular and moved to convene with Applejack’s team. I motioned for them to circle up and started.
“Okay, so here’s the deal. I can tell you everything I know when we have time, but the most important thing that we need to know right now is the name of our next opponent. Depending on who we’re dealing with, this could make or break us.”
“And why should we take your word for it?” The centurion just about spat at me. What the hell? Why is she so hostile?
“Hold your tongue. I believe we can take her word for the moment. Diamond, go ahead and ask for the name,” the voice said. Or really, reprimanded? I don’t know what that was. It sent a chill down my spine. I don’t know who this mare is, but I don’t want to piss her off either. We broke formation, and then Diamond stepped out a head of the group.
“Who will be our next opponent?” The mask almost seemed to smile.
“Hmm… now is that fair, really? Surely the name will mean nothing to you, but then your new murderer friend will certainly know how to strategize around that…” He paused for a moment, then rolled his head around, popping his neck as he did. “Well then… I know what you’d truly like to know. But rather than spoil the surprise, I think I’ll keep you guessing. Questions relating to my Kaiju are now off limits. You question spent, I see no further reason to linger. Until next week my dear heroes and hero killer~” The mask took a bow and then the screen cut out. Manehattan was silent and all eyes were on me.
“So uh… I guess we go now?” I asked.
“Well, that was what the boss ordered,” the Knight said.
“Yeah sure, but I don’t want her in my house,” the centurion spat. I swear I’ve seen that glare before.
“Hey, what the hell is your problem? I just saved your asses, what did I ever do to you?” The little bitch turned her head and huffed at me. “Mother f… bitch do you want to go!?” I took a step toward her about to grab my sword when suddenly the Knight blinked in between us.
“Oh perfect, another volatile mare, just what we needed. You cool your jets, and I believe you were told to hold your tongue, am I right?” The centurion scowled at him, but then turned away.
“Hey man, I didn’t do anything, this bitch just-”
“Rainbow, stop! Take it down a notch, these are to be your new allies. I’ll not have you ruin everything over some petty squabble,” Brightness said.
“I’ll have to apologize for my very rude associate’s behavior, she a bit of a shut in and forgets common decency on occasion,” Diamond said and bowed her head to me.
“Why are you apologizing to her, you know-” the centurion started, but was then quickly smacked across the back of her helmet with a baton in Diamond’s blue magic. “Ow!”
“As you can see, she doesn’t quite know when to drop a subject. Why don’t we go ahead and make our way home before this gets any further out of hoof, hmm?”
“You know what, that’s a great idea. Let’s go home,” the Knight said. Diamond put the Centurion in a head lock after taking the Knight’s hoof, and the other two touched the armor on his back. He offered me a hoof, and as soon as I took it, it was like I was in a different world. Everything was made of polished crystal that ranged from blue to deep violet. There was a large, and strangely familiar crystal table in the center of this room and at the head of it was somepony I never thought I’d meet. Princess Celestia.