One morning before dawn at the ERS headquarters, several years after committing to the Christian Fleet...
Neighsay sat at his desk, frustrated by the new regulations he had to follow. Satan had killed his comrades, and he had survived. The ERS could not do its duty anymore, and he was ticked off.
" WHAT IN THE WORLD AM I SUPPOSED TO DO??", he yelled at himself. "I am being watched and I hate having to care about saving and helping .... NON-PONIES!!!"
He angrily sulked as his empty base, once the nexus of all rescues in Equestria, collected dust around him. He had to ration his food because he did not have enough money to add to the pantry and fridge. He soon ran out of food after only a month of rationing. He then remembered that they had a safe for storing emergency money. He used it to buy more food, and supplies for getting his full, final, strong REVENGE!! He had, however, forgotten about the probe that Brandon had put in him. That probe could tell the fleet that something was up. He began to set plans for pouring his wrath on Twilight and her "dangerous students" as he called them