Kingsly ducked his head around the corner, then wave at the other two, symbolizing that it was clear.
“Man this place is huge, don’t you have a map or something? It feels like we're going in circles.” Sev complained.
“I thought you were leading us.” Kingsly said suddenly.
They both turned to Trippy expectantly.
“Okay, i’ll admit it. We’re lost.” Trippy said.
They all groaned in anger.
They stopped at a large locked door. A yellow sign read ‘SCP-914 object class: Safe, Non-standard space time.’ A picture of Twilight Sparkle rested beneath those words.
“Twilight? What is she doing here? How... I don’t...” Trippy stopped speaking and looked at the sign with an almost pained expression.
“If you know anything, now would be the time to speak.” Kingsly said menacingly.
“I don’t know anything.” Trippy said quickly.
Kingsly whipped his revolver out of its holster and aimed it carefully, pulling the hammer back.
“I’d start talking. A .357 round at this range would probably blow your head off. We’ve lost more than half our team. Friends. Good pony’s with families. They were attacked by something you know about. Now talk.” Kingsly demanded.
“Alright, alright. It was about... Maybe 2 years ago? But it was one of the last attacks by the changelings on Canterlot. I was escorting the princess Celestia’s student's friends around canterlot. A nice bunch I suppose. They were the Elements of Harmony ponies. Really special I guess. But once the fighting started I lost track of them. I finally caught up with them after a while, but the situation was pretty bad. Most of Canterlot had fallen, and Chrysalis herself had them cornered. I don’t know exactly what happened, but there was this big green light after Chrysalis tried some magic on them. Like an explosion. All the changeling died, and those ponies were supposedly taken to a hospital. After becoming hostile, and... Getting weird powers or something like that, they were taken to a more appropriate location. At least that was what I was told.” Trippy ended.
Kingsly sighed, lowering the handgun. “So something happened, something magical that went wrong, they got put hereafter weird stuff happened, and now they're loose? Brilliant, just brilliant. And since we're the clean up crew, it’s our job to get them under control. I'm getting this all correct right?” He asked.
Trippy nodded solemnly. Kingsly rolled his eyes.
“Maybe we should find some scientists or something, maybe they could tell us what we're up against. All Those ponies back thier had their necks snapped. What we could assume was Pinkie Pie herself that did that. I don’t want to be going up against anything like that without at least knowing a way to run away.” Sev said breaking the tension.
“Good idea, now if we maybe go this-” Trippy was cut off by the sudden shushing of Kingsly. He pointed his hoof down the hallway, were sudden giggling was heard. The trio raised their guns, flashlights casting down long beams. A pink shape at the end of the hallway stared at them, giggling ceaselessly. Kingsly’s eyes widened, fear gripped him. There was something so... Unsettling about the way she simply stood there.
“Oooh, more friends to play with! Oh Rainbow Dash!” She hollered.
Kingsly fired several rounds at the pony, all missing. One round found its target, but simply ricocheted off, as if hitting stone.
“Well that wasn't very nice!” She called out.
A sudden hum rang down the hallway. The sound of hooves echoing out. Kingsly swiveled around, facing the other end of the hallway. A dark figure slowly hovered towards them. Covered in blood, filling the room with the smell of blood and rotting flesh, stood Rainbow Dash, her pure white eyes glaring at them. Sev had his back to Dash, staring at Pinkie Pie in fear. Kingsly glared at Rainbow dash, his gun trained on her. Trippy’s head swiveled back and forth between the two, scared and confused. Kingsly quickly fired off several rounds, causing all hell to be released. Sev shut his eyes as he sprayed bullets down the hallway towards Pinkie, who gradually came closer by the second. Dash hovered closer, the bullets shot by Kingsly simply gazing through her as though she were nothing but mist. Kingsly’s gun clicked, out of bullets. Dash hollered out, laughing as she flew towards Kingsly. He raised his gun to defend himself, but the gun was pushed out of his hooves, Dash lept, and tackled Kingsly. Screams filled his ears, and his vision became blurry, but then it all faded to black. Kingsly felt as though he were falling constantly. So this is what it felt like to be dead...