Later that day, after diner, Sunset Shimmer had gone out to get some milk, paper and other things for school. She was second in line for checking out, and the guy in front if her seemed to be taking a some kind of private order or something. He was wearing a black hoodie, with the hood covering his head, and he and the cashier were whispering in hushed voices until the guy in front of her made some kind of screeching noise, making everybody in the room clap their hands over their ears, and pulled out a pistol. His hand, strangely, was grey up to his wrist, were it shifted to black. Sunset Shimmer, and the people behind her, backed up.
"Just give me the cash!" he yelled with a strangely garbled sounding voice, like he was underwater. "Give it to me! All of it!"
"Please, sir, calm down," the cashier said in a surprisingly calm tone. "Let's talk about this before you do anything rash." The man aimed his pistol at the cashiers head.
"I have a pistol aimed for your head!" the man screamed. "I think we're past talking at this point!"
"Shoot me," the cashier said cockily. The growing crowd of people gasped. "You'll never find the key for the lock." The hooded man lunged and grabbed Sunset Shimmer by her shoulder and aimed the pistol at her head. Sunset Shimmer screamed and tried to get away, but the man wrapped his arm around her, which was surprisingly strong. And wet. Sunset Shimmer hadn't noticed it before, but his hoodie was extremely wet.
"Maybe you're fine with me shooting you, but are you fine with me shooting her?" the man yelled. With trembling hands, the cashier raised his hands in surrendering.
"Ok, ok," he said. "Just don't shoot her." The cashier reached down below the counter, rummaged for a few seconds, and brought back a key. He put the key in the lock and turned it, bringing the lock of off the register, opened the register, and handed the man the tin. He grabbed it with the same hand that was holding the gun, and instead of doing what everyone had expected to do, which had been to let Sunset Shimmer go, he started running, with Sunset Shimmer still in a headlock. They turned a corner, and suddenly there was a flash of deep blue light. Sunset Shimmer had been temporarily blinded, and when she could see again, there was a man standing in front of them. There was just one problem. He was on fire. Or rather, he looked like he was the fire. Most of his body was covered in red rock, but through the cracks, on his feet, hands and head, were flames. And there was a circle in his chest, with what looked like a blue hourglass with grey outlining on it on his chest. The man holding Sunset Shimmer screamed and aimed his gun at him, and a crowd of people gasped.
"Let the girl go!" the fire guy yelled.
"No! You're a myth!" the man screamed. "You aren't supposed to exist!" The fire guy spread his arms.
"Well, guess what?" he said. "I exist! And I want you to let the girl go!" The man answered by firing his gun at the man, nocking him back. People screamed and started panicking. But then the fire guy started to rise.
"Ow," he said. "The bullet didn't actually kill me, but hitting my head like that actually kinda hurt." The nodded man screamed again and started rapid firing his gun, money and change flying out of the register tin. The fire guy, expecting the bullets this time, stood his ground, and didn't fall over as the bullets hit him. When the hooded man's gun started to click, the fire man hurled a ball of fire at them. Miraculously, Sunset Shimmer was able to get out of the man's grip, and with only a slight hair burn. However, the fire blast had also knocked down the hood. Sunset Shimmer gasped. The man had an anglerfish bioluminescence orb, and a face that looked like a cross between a shark and a cat fish. His head was grey, and he had what looked like a fin going down his neck and back. He had freaky looking fangs and Sunset Shimmer wondered how she had noticed none of this.
"You will tell me where he is!" the fire man yelled.
"Never!" the fish man yelled back as he slowly started backing away. "You all will serve him eventually!" The fire man pointed a finger at the fish man.
"You will tell me where he is!" the fire man said. "Or else...well, I still don't know how hot I can burn. Would you like to find out with me?" the fish man screamed again, and then did something that the fire man didn't expect to do. The fish man grabbed one of its fangs, pulled it out (apparently it was prosthetic, if you can apply that to teeth) and stabbed it through his heart. The crowd gasped and the fire man yelled "No!" He ran towards the dying fish man and slapped him.
"Where is he?" he yelled, his voice cracking with his body flames. "What is he planning next?" The fish man stared at him, and Sunset Shimmer didn't think he was going to answer. But he did.
"He's found......a power source......" the fish man managed to say before he coughed and died. The fire man stared at the fish man for a few second before standing up again. Sunset Shimmer and the crowd of people stayed silent.
"Well, that sucks," he said before looking at Sunset Shimmer and walking a few steps forward. "Are you ok?" Sunset Shimmer nodded, dumbfounded that this was happening.
"W-who are you?" she croaked out. Her mouth was suddenly very dry.
"Well, as this I'm Heatblast," he said.
"As this?" Sunset Shimmer asked.
"Oh, I'm not always in the same form," Heatblast said. "Now, I have to go." He turned around, and started walking away. Then, as the crowd started to surge forward, he threw down his hands, started blasting fire from his hands, and started to fly. Everyone watched him fly away, then looked at Sunset Shimmer.