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// Let´s kick up some dirt 
// Story: The other End of Balance 
// by Dostoron 
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You were beginning to lose Patience with those two, quite an achievement considering you barely met them.
"Alright, listen up doc, you owe me your life, meaning your ass and everything attached to it is mine now. You come along on your hooves or crawling on your belly, if i have to keep you and her a building apart i can arrange for that but i will not throw either of you away in favor of the other. You can either both cooperate or kiss a Train at full Speed, that clear enough for layman´s Terms?"

"Crystal..." Gene Splicer was probably regretting being saved right about now, he´d get over it... at some Point.

"Alright everyone pack up! I don´t wanna be here when the Cops arrive, this suit is borrowed and bloodstains are a bitch to remove."
A few of your Boys chuckled at that, and with a last Oorah got everything of value loaded up and left.
Now alone in the Dining hall with nothing but a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. You take a look around and think a few things over.
Justice, that word was abused way too much These days, there was None in this world. If a stallion could turn murder into Party Entertainment just by being rich it was high time to place a warning.
You walk over to Mosely Orange, surprised to see him still alive, he was busily keeping the Syringe in place, apparently taking care to neither get its Contents into him nor the needle out and the wound open.
"Huh, night´s almost over and you are still alive? I´ll have to Change that, won´t I?"
he wheezes apparently not quite willing to let go just yet.
"You... what are you doing? Why are you doing all this? What have i ever done to YOU?"
"You seriously ask me why? I probably saved your Soul from Tartarus if you believe in it, you were about to murder him.
Okay you´re not buying that, I can tell. The truth is, it´s nothing personal, at least not until you tried to kill Gene, I need him for my plans and you were in the way. And now you will be just another 1 in my bodycount."
"You don´t have to do this, call an Ambulance, i can change." Seriously? Did he just beg for his life?
"Listen up, if director Greasebag wouldn´t face worse punishment by his former colleagues i would have no doubt ripped his pieces off and choked him on them." You walk up to him and press on the Syringe.
"Besides, i want to see what this stuff does when injected."
He goes into a wide-eyed Panic and struggles to get anywhere, at least you think that until his veins grow thicker.
Whatever was in that Syringe was not designed for quick and painless. He struggles on like a fish out of water for a few minutes longer until he collapses foaming at his mouth and muscles still twitching. You walk up to his corpse and yank out the Syringe.
"Hmm, this homebrew is definitely worth a recommendation, i´ll ask Gene or Coldheart to replicate it"
You look around the ball room one last time.
"Mrs. Orange might Keep a few companies busy with the cleanup. Personally i would recommend TNT..."

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Back at the base the first Thing to greet you was yelling.
"And how, pray tell, did you know WHERE to look? You ratted me out to them in the first place, didn´t you?" Gene Splicer had apparently found his `fanmare´.
"I knew the second i saw Mr. Thunderhead in that Bar that he would spare no expense to get you out, and just look at all this, you are surrounded by an army and can do your Research without further harassment."
"You gambled with my life, you bitch, and that top Terrorist Pegasus has us both on probation, and i HATE Trains."
"Top Terrorist Pegasus? I´m hurt Doctor Bodycount." Your remark sent Gene nearly to the ceiling from jumping in shock.
"Gah! I-I mean SIR!" his quick and haphazard Salute was athropied, but apparently once very practiced.
"At ease, you were clearly out of the guard for a while now. And what do i hear Coldheart, you were planning on me saving him and making a Scene all along?"
"Well, the making a Scene part not so much, but yes, i saw the fire in your eyes, you have big plans for Equestria at large and i want to see how they carry out. If it isn´t too bold to ask, we´ll Need medical Equipment sometime soon as well, we can hadly Show up at the Hospital with wounds from fighting the Law."
Hulk walks up and quickly joins the subject of needed stuff.
"I got the housing and the feeding covered for a good Long while, but Gleaming said she´d Need materials, too. I´ll Keep you up to Speed with anything the Crew needs, brother."
Funny, the muscle of the Company was also ist mother, but you knew that he and Blitz were the only ones you would ever trust with this.
a whistle brings your Attention to Blitz, as usual
There´s a Train scheduled to arrive tonight filled to the brim with Raw materials for the local industry, the nice Thing about manehattan, it´s got it all
"The Hospital is having a slow week, and we don´t Need to take everything from it, we just clean out a few ORs, maybe a few pieces of expensive lab Equipment. the medications can be acquired from a few other places later." Coldheart gives her request.
"since we´re making a Shopping list, there are a few chemicals that could really Speed up my work, not easy to obtain but the University got a few locked away and is the easiest to get to." Gene Splicer is apparently getting in the swing of things.
You´ll have to tackle all three anyway, but where would you take Point?