Clarke scanned the parking lot. Watching carefully. He had seen many motorcycles and two door cars. He continued to walk around the main hotel complex. He then saw it. A large 6 seat, 70's van was parked in front of room 245. He watched a family of 4 unload it and then shut their hotel room door. He began approaching the van. The father of the family came out again, keys in hand.

"Hey!" Clarke called out.

The father turned around "Yes?"

Clarke kicked the father in the groin. Lifting him a few inches off the ground with his foot.

The father dropped the keys and fell to his knees. "Fuck!" He gasped through pain.

Clarke bent over, grabbed the keys, then entered the van. As he turned the key and started the van he rolled down the drive side window.

"Sorry!" he said as he pulled away in the van.

He drove back to the room he rented.

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Fleur was happy to be untied. Princess Celestia was still asleep. Pinkie, Trixie, Luna, and Peter were watching TV.

"You know, for some spy or whatever I think that Clarke guy is pretty cool." Nick said.

"Yeah. He seems so chill." Alexandra said.

"I still don't like him. He ponynapped me!" Fleur said frowning.

Clarke came through the hotel room door. "In the new van, we gotta get going."

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After loading their stuff, waking Celestia, then loading themselves, the group was finally on I-95 heading North again. Nick and Alexandra had found a deck of playing cards in the glove box and were hosting a Blackjack game in the back of the van for points.

Luna chose to hit.

Nick dropped a 9 card onto her cards giving her 22.

"Yatzee!" She shouted.

"Wrong game, Miss pony." Nick said "You busted."

"Damn!" Luna exclaimed.

Celestia chose to hit also. Nick gave her a 4. Making 19.

"Black pony!"  Celestia exclaimed.

"Umm...that's 19." Alexandra said. "And its Blackjack."

"Dang! I miss counted" Celestia said.

Trixie chose to hit and received a 5, now making 21.

"White Castle!" Trixie exclaimed.

"I think that's a restaurant up north?" Nick said. "Congrats Trixie you got 21...."

Clarke looked out to his left to the side mirror. As he looked, as if on cue,  a police squad car turned its lights and siren on, commanding their van to pull over. Clarke sighed then pulled over.  He looked out his side mirror as the officers got out of their squad car. One of the them held a large shotgun. The other approached Clarke's driver side door a pistol and tazer drawn.

"Step out of the stolen van, sir!" The Spanish sounding officer with the shotgun commanded.

Clarke opened his door, keeping his hands in view of the officers. He stepped out. The officer with the pistol and tazer jogged up and holstered his pistol. Clarke took a few steps closer to him, to prevent him from getting a glance into the van. The officer forcefully spun Clarke around and drew a pair of cuffs. Clarke, his back to the officers. Bent forward and brought his right foot's heel to the officer's stomach. The officer gasped as the air in his lungs was expelled. Clarke spun around slapped the officer across the face with a back fist and took his tazer. Then he spun the officer around and wrapped his left arm around the officer's neck, then lifted him off his feet. He pointed the tazer over the officer's right shoulder and shot the stun weapon into the groin of the other officer.  The spainish officer made a screech.

"AEEEEEEEEYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAYAYAYYAYAYAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He screamed to the top of his lungs, dropping the shotgun and falling to the ground near the passenger side of the police car. Clarke turned the officer he held around and then hit him hard in the gut with his right knee. Then hit him across the temple with the tazer.

"Feel lucky I didn't hurt you." Clarke said, taking the officer's pepper spray, pistol, and baton. He tossed those into the van, then took the other officer's shotgun, shells, baton, pepperspray, tazer, pistol, and even his radio.

"Sorry bout that....what fuckin' smells?" He asked the spanish officer.

"I...think I-I need n-new p-pants" the officer answered in agony clutching his walnuts.

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Clarke drove away in his van. Nick climbed up into the front seat.

"That was awesome. A little cold but awesome" Nick said.

Pinkie poked her head over Nick's left shoulder.

"Boo!" she whispered loudly into Clarke's right ear.

"Boo?" Clarke asked as he drove. Unamused but a little curious as to why Pinkie said that.

"We need some cakes."  Pinkie stated.

"Why?" Clarke asked the Pink pony.

"Cuz....cakes make EVERYTHING a...PARTY!" Pinkie said with much excitement.

"Are you on heroin or something, I mean seriously?" Nick asked he looked to Clarke "So....may I ask something?"

"If it's not about classified information, I'll answer."  Clarke said.

"These are robot ponies. Right?"

Clarke didn't answer.

"If they are, why did the Celestia one bleed....a blood, feel pain, and why can they eat? Why could the Celestia one use magic?"

Clarke sighed "Lemme explain that..."

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October 9th, 2010.

11:34 PM.

"Agent Sun? You copy?" Clarke said into his radio as he drove the semi-truck with large trailer down the empty road, trees to either side of the road.

"Agent Sun here. And by the way...it's Lauren." A voice in the radio responded.

"If were going on a first name basis, my name is Gordon." Clarke said into the radio again "I have the Breaker in the back of my semi. Where am I suppose to take this?" he asked into the radio.

"Bring it to the Hasbro building. The technicians are waiting at the rear of the building to unload it." The female on the other end of the radio responded. Clarke heard an explosion over the radio. "Oh no! We've got company!" There were many gunshots. "Hurry up Gordon!" Lauren shouted over the radio.

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11:48PM

Clarke pulled up the rear entrance of the Hasbro building. He saw a few black SUVs each one with men in full body armor ducking from bullets on one side of each SUV. He saw his fellow Agents firing from open underground parking garage entrance.

Clarke sped up the semi and hit a group of four behind one of the SUV's with his truck, killing them all and sending their truck into the wall of the Hasbro building. He pulled the Semi into the underground parking garage. He heard bullets pinging off the trailer and cab of the semi. He parked it underground then left it. Agent Portland came limping to him, assault rifle in hand, clutching a wound on his leg. Clarke took the rifle and Portland's ammo. Then went to join the combat.

He found Lauren ducked behind the SUV he had rammed. Firing from the side facing the building. He ran over and ducked near the rear of the truck keeping his back to Lauren.

"Having fun?" He asked over the gunshots.

"Yeah, but my friends here have kind of over stayed their welcome, maybe you could help me show them the door?" She joked as she tossed a live frag grenade to one of the two remaining SUV's. The grenade went through one of the broken windows and landed in the passenger seat. The SUV burst into a blazing inferno and killed 3 of the 4 men behind it. The other was gunned down by Agents with automatic pistols and rifles.

One of the last 4 men behind the final SUV ran out of cover towards the agents, 2 live frag grenades in each hand, pins pulled. He exploded a safe distance from the agents but still left a ringing in everyone's ears and sent blood and half denigrated guts around the the area. Clarke sprinted to the final SUV's while the Agents kept firing forcing the soldiers to keep to their cover. Clarke rushed around the front of the SUV, kicked a crouching man in the face, breaking his nose and cheek bones. The killed the other two in a spray of bullets from his rifle.

He picked up the man he had kicked and took the man's combat knife. Then stabbed him in the stomach. He dropped the fatally wounded soldier and returned to his fellow agents and friends.

"Lets see if this will actually work." he said as he entered the Hasbro building.

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The large object, Clarke delivered, known as the Breaker. Was a giant Arch. It was close to 6 inches thick and 8 meters tall. It stood on a metal platform in the middle of a lab. Clarke was given the pleasure of turning the machine on. As it hummed to life, a pink vortex of energy formed in the Arch. And Princess Celestia and Luna stepped out.

"So this is Earth?" Princess Celestia said as she looked around "Hello Clarke, it's good to see you again. I am glad to be in your world now." she spoke as she nodded to him in greeting.

Clarke approached her and shook her fore hoof with his right hand.

"Equestria is too colorful for my tastes anyway. And it doesn't have a Checkers anywhere." Clarke joked smiling to the pony.

Sorry for the short chapters, I think I'll keep it like this.