New Series Teaser #01

Hello, all! It's me.
So, remember when I said I would be releasing a new series ?Well, here's a teaser for it. I'm experimenting a little bit more into dark themes, so please bear with me here. There's a lot more to this story than meets the eye. This is just one chapter, I have written fifteen and it's still nowhere near complete.

Thanks so much for reading!

Reignite The Fire

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There she was. She was here. She was okay. But the hardships they've had to endure were plainly visible on her. The bright yellow eyes, the burn, the buzzed hair, the scars and her size. She was taller. Much taller. As tall as Shining if not more.

Her arms were bigger too. Exercise must've been an important role for them because they were all muscular girls. Even the smallest one would probably have no trouble taking down Night Light.

But she knew Twilight's facial shape. That smile. Those eyes...

Velvet rushed into the room and pulled Twilight into the biggest hug she could.

"Oh, Twily!" She cried. "Oh my baby, oh my god!! You're home, you're finally home now!"

Night Light, Shining, and Cadance quickly clambered into a group hug. Twilight grabbed them all and pulled tightly.

"Hey, guys," she whispered. "It's good to see you again."

After they pulled away, Twilight raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

"Go," she ordered. "Enjoy your families."

Immediately, the others rose and filed out the room. Sharing looks with the friends at the door before continuing on.

Once the room was clear, the rest walked in and gathered into a group hug with Twilight. Filled with love, and relief.

---

After the hug they all gathered back to Twilight's dark room. They stepped around the sheets.

"Sorry for the mess," Twilight apologized.

"What is all this?" Sunset asked. She grabbed a note and lifted it to see better.

"It's uhhh..." Twilight pulled the sheet out of Sunset's hands. "Research. A little project."

Clearly "little" was subjective. While Twilight gathered all her notes, Velvet took a moment to check out the room. No TV was on and the curtains were closed. She must enjoy the dark.

"Do you need some help?" Shining asked. He carefully stepped around other notes.

"No, no, I got it, thanks."

One of her notes seemed to be an insanely good map of Canterlot City with markings at random locations. Shining looked back to Twilight before the sheet was grabbed and stacked. Once all her notes were gathered, she put them in her bag and saw that syringe. Good, still intact. She stared at it briefly before zipping up the bag and clearing a chair.

"Have a seat," she insisted. "Anywhere."

They sat down while Twilight stuck an IV back into her hand. Was she even allowed to touch that?

Afterwards, the room dived into an awkward silence. All trying to figure out what to say.

"You got buff, Twi!" Rainbow Dash stated.

Really? Twilight looked at her arms. "I suppose I did."

"Where have you been?" Cadance asked. "What happened that day? Are you truly okay?"

Twilight walked into her dark corner and leaned back with her arms crossed. "I'm sure you already know."

"The police theorized you were taken into sex slavery," Velvet asked. Her voice dropped into a whisper. "Was this true?"

Memories of Hell's Playground burst into Twilight's mind. The hits, the beatings, the drugging...

"...yes," Twilight answered. "In the first year."

Velvet rose from her seat and pulled Twilight into another hug. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, Twilight, we weren't there."

"We searched everywhere," Sunset said.

"We never gave up," Fluttershy added.

"It didn't matter." She stepped away from Velvet. "The... The rape was to break our spirits. To create shells and harden them."

"Who is responsible for this?" Night Light asked. He rose from his seat and pointed at her. "Who did this to you, do you know?"

"They call her Mother." Agent Snow Whale walked into the room with Detectives Hope and Fry, and shut the door behind them. "Hello, everyone, I'm Agent Snow Whale with the FBI. We're looking into this case involving these girls which is turning out to be a lot more grizzly than what you're hearing."

"I don't like you," Twilight said.

Snow Whale glanced in her direction. "Yes, we've established that. Before we begin talking, if you're not family, I'm going to ask you to leave this room for a little while."

Sunset and the rest shared a supportive smile with Twilight before walking out. Once the door was shut, Snow Whale took a seat and faced the family.

"We met with Twilight yesterday. Agents Lime and Synergy are en route to that Island with Homeland Security to check for more survivors."

But Twilight shook her head. "There won't be any."

Night Light asked, "I'm sorry, I'm confused. 'Survivors'? 'Island?'"

"These victims were taken to an island and held against their will. Away from eyes and ears. Twilight and the rest of the girls here took advantage of an opportunity to escape what we're thinking to be a cult. Based off their injuries they were shot at with intent to kill. We have a team headed there now to investigate this island of theirs."

"It's not a cult." Twilight looked his way from her shoes. "It's a secret society that controls your reality. Sort of like the illuminati but confirmed to be real."

Detective Hope placed her hand on Shining's shoulder and asked, "How is that even possible?"

"Are you saying there's a group of people out there that control everything we do?"

Twilight shook her head. "No, more like influence. They work in the shadows and through other people, like your neighbors and friends for bigger deals and advantages. Whoever could pay more to have something done, they did it."

Snow Whale wrote down everything she said. "And who are they?"

Twilight opened her mouth but closed it. "It's okay," Cadance insisted. "You can—"

Twilight held her finger up to her lips to shush Cadance. She got off the wall, raised her fist, and banged on the wall in a pattern. Thump-thump. Thump-thump-thump. Thump-thump.

She walked across and did the same to that wall. Then she waited. Arms crossed, she waited for a response.

"...so—"

"Sh!" Twilight shushed Detective Fry. They continued waiting until the thumps came back.

Thump-thump-thump from the left, thump-thump-thump from the right.

She looked back to Fry and whispered, "The Triangle."

"The Triangle—"

Twilight shushed her again. "Watch how you say it, dumbass, they'll have you killed." Twilight looked beneath the door at the light. No shadows.

"So these, let's say people. They influence decisions?"

Twilight crawled onto the bed and faced Detective Hope. "Before I go any further, what I'm about to tell you cannot leave this room. I need you to swear it to me. All of you." Twilight reached out and grabbed the breakfast she never ate and pulled out a plastic knife. She snapped it in half and held out the sharp end.

"I need you to swear it to me. You won't tell a soul, on your blood."

Silence reigned supreme once more. They stared in shock at Twilight whose steeled expression never wavered.

"...what?" Hope asked. "That is highly unnecessary."

"Then you will get no answers from me." Twilight took back the makeshift knife and leaned back in her bed.

"Kid, there isn't anymore time for games or competitions—"

"You think this is a competition?" Twilight sat up and stared at him. "You think this is a joke? Do you think the death of my friends, the people I've watched die, the things I have done to save both innocent people and my own ass to be a joke?!"

Twilight grabbed her sleeve and pulled it up, exposing the bullet holes, scars, and burns. "Does this look like a fucking joke to you?"

"That's not what I meant."

"I don't care, that's what I heard. We're in a single room, I couldn't have possibly mistaken that." Twilight leaned into his face and continued before he could start. "Do you know how we managed to escape Facility Zero? The island? We shot our way through. We grabbed weapons we were trained to use, and used them against our enemies. We overwhelmed them, but we lost catastrophic numbers."

"You told us, yes, a lot of people died."

"A lot of innocent people died. Children, whose lives were taken from them, and children who were forced to live a life NO ONE should ever have to live and children who fought to have it back and died because of it, and you think I'm playing games here?!"

Twilight grabbed the makeshift knife and held it out to him. "If you hold any amount of respect at all for the hundred who lost their lives for freedom so we could even be here to tell you their story, you will shed your blood."

"I'll do it." The answer came not from the detectives. Nor from mom or dad. It came from Cadance, staring at the plastic tool.

"Why?" Twilight answered.

Cadance glanced up to Twilight before starting at the knife. "I don't know what you saw, Twilight. I can barely even imagine what you've been through. I have no right at all to judge you in any way shape or form. But I do know you never should've went through it alone. None of you should have. I'm your sister. I love and respect you. If this is important to you, then this is important to me too."

Dammit, if Twilight could cry again, she certainly would have. Instead, she stood up and walked into the bathroom. After running water on a cloth, she walked to her bag and grabbed a long sheet of fabric she tore. Then sat down once more in front of her sister.

"Thank you, Cadance," Twilight said. "Right handed or left handed?"

"Right."

"Then you will cut your left palm."

"You cannot be serious right now," Detective Hope undermined.

Twilight turned to her and raised her left palm. A scar ran from the left of her palm to the right edge.

"The scar serves as both a reminder and pledge. Members of The Triangle are everywhere and they listen to everything; how do you think they found me? After I was kidnapped, I later learned I was being tracked." She turned back to Cadance. "They were watching me for two months before. They had pictures and plans of my routes, me eating, hanging out with my friends. They were stalking me the entire time."

She looked to all of her family. "If you truly want to be a part of this, then take the pledge before you leave this hospital. If you're not going to, then leave this room now. You never hear of these people and you're safe. We never told you anything. You can come back when it's done."

"Does it have to be now?" Fry asked.

"The sooner the better. You want answers, don't you? I can't cover everything later."

They thought. They thought long and hard until finally Night Light sighed and rubbed his head.

"Fine, I'll do it too," he decided. "I just lost you for three freaking years, I don't want to lose you again. I need to know everything that happened."

"Same here," Shining said.

"Me too," Detectives Hope and Fry replied at the same time.

Velvet rubbed her face and looked at her left hand. "We need bandages. And painkillers."

They turned to Detective Snow Whale. He stuck his tongue in his cheek and sighed through his nose.

"Fine," he agreed. Then stood and walked into the bathroom. "Let me wash my hands first."

While he washed up, Cadance grabbed Twilight's hand and investigated the scar. "Jeez," she whispered. "Do all of you have these?"

"Every last one of us." Twilight took her hand back and felt along its path. "I remember when we first made the pact." She looked up to her family, expecting a story. "I'm not telling it until you pledge."

Dang it. They were so close. Detective Snow Whale walked out the bathroom and sat back down in his seat.

"I cannot believe I'm really doing this," he muttered. "I must be freaking crazy."

"I'll go first," Cadance volunteered.

Oh boy here they go, they're actually doing this. Holy crap, they're actually doing this. But Twilight won't move. They could see it in her eyes. In her voice. In her motions. Either they cut, or they're all kept in the dark for their own protection. Although, they could just forget this ever happened. Wipe the slate clean. The girls get medical, they go home, done and done.

But there were still questions that needed answers; and their parents weren't going to let it go. So far, it seemed Twilight was the leader of this little rebellion. If she wouldn't break, neither would they.

Twilight grabbed the plastic knife and placed it in Cadance's hand. Cadance stared at it then up to Twilight.

"How do we know you'll keep your word?" Detective Hope asked.

"Because I've never broken it," Twilight answered. "Before The Triangle, before... Before everything, I've always kept my word."

Twilight looked back to Cadance, who asked, "So... What's the procedure here? Do I just..."

"Just cut into your hand. You already know what's at stake. It's better to make it quick."

Quick. So... Just slice right across. Oh god, she was shaking so much. She looked up into Twilight's eyes who stared back emotionless. They were strong. Stronger than hers for sure. How can her little sister be stronger than her?

Her hand tightened around the knife.

"I don't know, Twily," Shining said. "I don't think—"

Cadance yanked the blade through her palm.

"AHH—!!!!" Twilight slapped her hand over Cadance's screaming mouth.

Shining jumped up and ran to the bathroom. "Oh my god, what the fuck, Twily, what the actual fuck!"

"Shhh, try to keep it in this room," Twilight whispered. "We don't want to attract attention." Cadance cried through her fingers. Tears ran down her face. "I know, I know, it hurts really really bad." Twilight grabbed the fabric and quickly wrapped it around Cadance's hand in a professional manner.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck!" Cadance cursed. Twilight tied it off tightly and retrieved the knife. The pain was still there, but the blood wasn't even leaking anymore, save for a few drops on the floor.

Once done, Cadance took her hand back and cradled it. How long would it take for this to heal?! Her hand was throbbing! Man, working at the school was going to be difficult.

Twilight placed her hands on Cadance's knee to get her attention, to see that smile on her face.

"Thank you," she said. "Thank you for this Cadance. You have no idea how much this means to the girls and I."

Through her tears, Cadance offered a tired smile. "Sure. What are sisters for?"

Twilight patted her knee and looked throughout the rest of the room. "Alright. Who's next?"

---

They were nearing the island. Synergy could see it through her waves. Four helicopters en route to the last location those girls were. Synergy and Lime peered out the open door, watching the island creep closer and closer.

"We'll set down at the landing strip for the ground teams," the pilot announced. "We'll provide aerial assistance."

Synergy adjusted the mic attached to her helmet. "Copy that. Let's set her down."

Their speed lowered upon reaching the location. Overgrowth ate away at the runway. Lime would've thought the place was inactive, if she didn't see the tire streaks first. Those were fresh. There were people here.

Six helicopters landed and they all jumped out with weapons in hand and bulletproof vests on their person. Once they were on the ground, the helicopters rose back into the air.

"All units," Synergy reported. "Head east."

They approached the treeline and stepped into the shade it provided. Weapons up. The helicopters circled overhead, providing cover and aerial assistance. They watched their step, checking the ground for any clues.

Their journey took them to a stream. Dammit, it was really wide. They stepped into the stream and walked across.

"Air team, do you see anything?" Lime asked.

"Negative, still searching."

They ascended higher and higher up a steep incline before someone spoke again.

"We see something. Just ahead of your position. It's camouflaged, but there's a hole in the ground up ahead."

"Copy, en route." They increased their pace and, sure enough, there was a hole in the ground. Big enough for one person to enter in at a time.

Lime volunteered, "I'll take four with me down in there. You continue searching the island."

"Ma'am!! I found something!"

Synergy and Lime looked in the direction of an agent pointing down the hill. They bounded over and followed his line of sight towards a white stick-like object at the very bottom.

"I'll leave you to it," Lime said before she turned around for the hole again.

"Well..." Synergy slid down the hill. "Let's check it out."

She and the rest who didn't go with Lime slid down the hill to the object. Strange. It looked like a rifle. But none she's ever seen. It was entirely while, made of plastic, and there didn't seem to be a cartridge for ammunition.

"What on earth..." She held it up between her and a tree and pulled the trigger.

There was no recoil. There was no shell. Just a single burst of air that ripped straight through the tree's trunk.

She held it up and stared in wonder. "Holy shit."

The radio buzzed to life. "We see four fires, west of the island. I don't think that's a coincidence, captain."

Hell no it wasn't. "We're on our way," Synergy said. Weapon in hand, they rushed through the trees towards the plumes of smoke.

Back to Lime, she and the rest were climbing down the hole by a ladder. Clearly made for human travel. She was expecting something old and derelict. An old base that had spiders, snakes, all types of things.

She was not prepared for a hallway clearly damaged from an explosion. Lights dangled from a ruptured ceiling that shot off sparks; and she was certainly not prepared for the bodies that littered the floor or the splatters of blood on the walls.

"...my god," Lime muttered. Some were adults, men and women wearing black. But most of them wore the same uniform as the other girls did when they climbed out of that plane. They were children.

Without taking her eyes off the three child bodies so far, she raised her hand to her radio.

"It's been confirmed," she said. "They came from here."

"Copy," Synergy said.. "We're approaching the fires now, we'll... We'll... No..."

"Synergy?" Lime walked around the bodies and further into the facility. "Synergy, what is it?"

She couldn't take her eyes off of what she was seeing. She had to be seeing things. This wasn't real. The rest lowered their weapons, dropped them to the ground and walked into the clearing, the source of the flames.

"They're... They're..."

"Synergy, what do you... My god..." Lime and the rest made it down a patch of stairs into a wider space. Much wider than above. This place must've been kept top secret. It's as big as a fulfillment center with cargo, cars, helicopters, and weapons. The ceiling was so high, flags from the walls of upside down golden triangles. Rooms on the side. This looked like any military base. The only difference were the bodies that littered the ground for as far as they could see.

A majority of them wore those uniforms in different colors. Some wore blue, others yellow, some green. But what they all had in common were that none of them were alive. They were massacred. Blood splattered the ground, the walls, before them all were the dead. Not a single thing breathed life.

"They're children," one agent whispered. "My god, they were just kids."

Lime walked over to a girl leaning against a box. She had a weapon in her hand, but took a few to the chest. She died with her eyes open, head tilted to the side, in her own blood.

Lime leaned down and peacefully closed her eyes with her hand. "Sleep now," she whispered. "It's over. It's all over." The child, of course, didn't respond.

She rose back to her feet and grabbed her radio. "Synergy... We found them. I see over fifty bodies down here now."

"You haven't seen the fires. I can barely even believe what I'm seeing. Get up here."

"Copy, on the way." Lime cast one last look to the massacre laid before her eyes. To the girl who died against that crate. She saw her life flash before her eyes. May she and the others finally rest in peace.

It was only a short time later she made it back to Synergy and her team. Staring ahead to the fires in front of them. She could smell the awful stench. She could feel the heat of the flames, but it wasn't the temperature nor the smell that caused her to slow down to a stop and forget how to breath. She wanted to look away. She wanted to turn around and run back to the helicopter, to escape this seemingly endless nightmare of human suffering.

Lime dropped to her knees next to Synergy. A tear slid down her face.

"A war has been happening beneath our noses," Synergy whispered. "A war that has claimed the lives of hundreds."

They couldn't turn their eyes away from the mountain of bodies before them. It towered high. The girls... Those who fought and didn't make it out... They were burning them. They were ridding of the bodies, hiding the evidence in the most horrific way possible. A mountain of fire.

"Who would do this?" An agent whispered.

Another took out his phone. They would need a photo of this for evidence. There were four of these sites as far as they could see. So focused was he on the task at hand, to the disaster before them all that none of them noticed the figure on the edge of the woods aiming at them through the shrubbery. Not until it was too late.

They aimed carefully. Eyes on the shoulder. Through the scope. Then, the trigger was squeezed.

Synergy sighed and finally turned away. Grabbing her radio, she scanned the scene. "Ground to Sky, we're going to need additional support out—"

"AHH!" An agent suddenly fell to the ground gripping his shoulder. Blood leaked from a wound. A wide one.

Synergy gasped and called it in, "Shots fired, shots fired, air support, we need your eyes!"

"Copy that, stand by."

Synergy ran over while they secured the wounded agent. Weapons drawn, they watched the trees.

"Come out!!" Lime shouted. "Come out now with your hands up!"

They waited for a sign. Anything that could put that person on the marker. Something snapped. They all turned in that direction.

"We know you're there," Synergy said. "Put your weapon on the ground and step out of there now!"

They stepped out, but with their weapon in hand. A figure that made Synergy's gun lower slightly. She wore a dark green uniform. In the same style as the rest of the girls here. She had a utility belt packed with compartments and another bag strapped to her thigh. In her hands aiming at them were one of those white rifles. They couldn't make out her features. Her top came equipped with a hood that hid her hair, and her mouth and nose were hidden by a sheer green bandana. On the front of her suit was a golden triangle insignia.

She had a bloody wound on her left thigh and right shoulder. She was hit. One of the victims surely.

Synergy sighed and asked, "What's your name?" She didn't reply. She didn't even look like she was breathing. "I'm Agent Synergy. With the FBI. We have a few friends of yours at a nearby hospital."

Still nothing. One-Fifty seemed to be the top dog around the other girls. Maybe this one knew her?

"We have Twilight Sparkle there. One-Fifty, I believe." There, a reaction. She straightened up slightly, but her gun refused to lower. Maybe because they were aiming at her?

Synergy let one hand off her weapon and held it up. Then slowly placed it on the ground.

"We're on the same side. Guys, lower your guns."

"Are you crazy?" Lime seethed. "We have no idea what these girls can do—"

"Just do it, they follow a code."

Fuck fuck fuck! Reluctantly, Lime placed her gun on the ground and surrendered with the rest of the team.

"We're on the same side," Synergy promised.

The kid said nothing yet. One hand off the rifle, she pointed to their guns then the inferno of bodies. She wanted them to put their guns in the fire.

Synergy reached down and picked up her pistol, then tossed it in the flames. Soon the rest followed. She stared at them for a while longer before she finally relaxed. Her rifle lowered, she reached up to her mouth and slid down her bandana, exposing her face.

She had light pink skin and a baby face. If Synergy saw her on the street, she would not expect her to be a dangerous person.

"Where is One-Fifty?" She asked.

"She and thirty-four others are at a hospital in Las Pegasus," Lime answered.

Then they made it out. They weren't in the fires with the rest of them. She turned her head to the flames, staring into the burning flesh of those she knew, friends and enemies. She should cry for them. She should feel some kind of emotion, yet... No tears left her eyes.

"What's your name?" Lime asked.

She reached up to her hair and lowered her hood. On her head, she had a burn reading...

"One Forty-Seven," she said.

"Your real name."

"I doubt you've taken the pledge to learn who I am. I don't trust you enough for that just yet." One Forty-Seven looked them up and down. "But if you're here, then it means someone squealed. That means they trust you enough. If One-fifty told you her name, then she has high regards for you."

She turned her sights down to the person she shot. "Sorry about your shoulder. You'll heal."

Synergy looked back to the girl. "Are there anymore survivors?"

"If there are, I haven't seen them. They could be anywhere. The island's a lot bigger than it looks."

She tilted her head back to the helicopters. "Gimme a ride?"

"Of course." Synergy reached up to her radio. "Ground to air, we have a survivor, we need an extraction to mainland. She's wounded."

---

The only one who didn't go through with it was Twilight Velvet. She left the room. She couldn't take it. The pressure was too much. The rest had their hands wrapped, staring at Twilight expectantly.

"Okay, we took your damn pledge," Snow Whale said. "Now, who are these people?"

"The Triangle." Twilight walked to the window and twiddled with a string. "They're an organization that controls certain aspects of the world and influences decisions. Let's say a senator is about to make a huge mistake in his state and no one can stop them. They're invincible, have a lot of money. But the next day, after expecting the worse, the unexpected has happened."

Twilight looked from the window to them. "New evidence concludes that the senator was involved in current illegal dealings, spearheaded by his campaign manager that smeared any hope of his career moving forward. Or even better, the senator is found dead in their office. Hole in the chest. With zero evidence that someone else committed the murder."

Silence. "...what?" Snow Whale said.

"A private plane carrying over twenty passengers disappears over the Pacific never to be seen again. Two-thousand-eight. The plane was found without wings. No sign of the passengers or even the pilots.

"Recently, three teenage girls were kidnapped from Canterlot City leaving no evidence behind as to who kidnapped them as part of a recruitment project. Years later, a plane crashes at an airport with those same girls."

Twilight leaned against a walk next to the window. "Let's get a little more mysterious. A bank was recently robbed in Yaktown, but the bank tellers, nor the cameras, were able to see who did. They were in and out with absolutely no clue that anyone was ever there. No clear point of entry or exit. A true heist."

Fry heard of that. One of the guys at the station was talking about it. Said there were no cars, bo trucks, no guns, no tools. The door wasn't even opened but they somehow got in. They knew it wasn't the bank tellers because the lock kept a log of all entrances. The last entrance was the day before for a deposit in the middle of the day.

There's no way a teller could've walked out of there with over forty million dollars and not be seen.

Fry pointed at Twilight. "That was The Triangle?"

"Yes. One of their teams. We all specialized in specific skills. One in heists, another in kidnappings, so on and so forth."

Hope wrote that down while Whale asked the next question. "Were you on a team?"

"Yes. I was the captain of my own. The commander of several."

"What was your niche? What did you do?"

Twilight looked to her family sitting around listening. To Shining pacing behind Hope and Fry. Dad listening next to Cadance.

This would surely break their hearts.

"Twilight?" She focused back on the present. "What did your team do?"

"...we specialized in assassinations."

---

Coming Soon

Late 2023

P.S. This is still a rough draft of what is written and still has to go through a bit of editing; and without any context, you may be a little loss. but that's okay, because this story will be published in the future and you can get an entire understanding of it!

Once again, thank you for reading!

Comments

[Wakijima]

woah bro this is amazing, i am so excited