Avengers: Equestria's Mightiest Heroes

by Slam-Manian

Act 0: Ch.6 Pinkeye and Violet Widow Agents of SHIELD

The two SHIELD agents stood up as the smoke from Pinkeye’s attack continued to fume from her target. When the smoke cleared, both the agents eyes widened in shock. Spike slammed his hand to the ground as he hunched over, completely unharmed from the attack. “Wowie zowie, he can really take a hit,” Pinkeye with a raised eyebrow and a tilt of his head.

“You better run, cuz you just made me angry,” He growled, glaring at them.

“Really,” Pinkeye said with a smile as she notched another bow from her quiver and took aim. “Cuz the way I see it you look more beat up than angry.” With that said, Spike roared as he charged forward, ready to smash the two mares into the ground. Pinkeye loosed her arrow as Violet Widow took point and charged the dragon head on.

When the arrow hit its mark, catching Spike in the side of his head, it exploded on contact, dazing and stopping him for a second. With him distracted, Widow quickly closed the, but Spike saw her coming. He swung his right arm, but at the last second, the limber alabaster quickly crouched down, then leaped into the air, dodging the attack. She flipped easily overhead and when she out of arms-length, she uncurled her body and aimed her ankle gauntlets at Spike’s back, releasing her trademarked diamond stingers.

Spike roared in pain as the diamonds stung him worse than even the armor piercing bullets had. They hurt, but still not enough to do any real damage. Widow finally landed in a crouch as Spike turned to attack. He punched down atop her, but she quickly rolled the side, dodging as Spike’s fist dented the ground. He growled in frustration as he then swung his hand, but she quickly flatted herself to the ground, allowing his massive hand to swing overhead.

With her lying flat on the ground, he pulled his foot up to stomp on her, but she turned over onto her back, aiming one of her gauntlets up and fired more of her stingers into his face. Spike roared as the stingers blinded him, but when he tried to shield his eyes, he felt another explosive arrow slam into him, allowing Widow to fall back and give her partner room.

Off to the side, Pinkeye circled around the two, loosing explosive arrow after explosive arrow at the green brute. She quickly changed it up as she loosed her next arrow and when it hit, a net released, tangling the dragon. By the time Spike tore the net apart, she quickly notched and loosed another. When the arrow hit, Spike felt a powerful surge of electricity ravage his body to the bone. He dropped to his knee, hunched over in pain as Pinkeye loosed another arrow and when it hit, Spike was instantly encased in a thick block of ice.

“Well that wasn’t so-” Pinkeye was soon interrupted as cracks form in the ice and seconds later, Spike broke free with an earth shaking roar. “Never mind,” Pinkeye corrected herself as she grabbed another arrow and fired.

When the arrow was about to hit, Spike caught in hand at the last second with a toothy grin. “You missed.”

“Oh, I never miss,” She assured him. The tip of the arrow then sparked, drawing Spike’s attention. He looked at it with a raised brow as the arrowhead released a massive flash bang grenade in his face, blinding him.

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Just off the battlefield, General Belle continued to watch as the two SHIELD Agents kept up their efforts to halt and catch his target. He slammed his hand on the console between the driver and passenger seat, turning on the radio channel to one of the agents. “I told Armor to stay out of this. I’ve been on Spike’s tail since day one!” He told them.

“The chase is over, General, now if you would please just sit back and let us do your job for you. We will take it from here.” Widow told him as the radio channel was cut.

“Open fire on Spike,” The General said, his voice carrying little to no emotion.

“B-But sir, the SHIELD agents, they’re right there,” The driving pony in a worried tone.

“That’s a direct order, Soldier. Fire!” He demanded. Listening to their superior, the soldiers set about activating the onboard missile launcher.

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Back on the battlefield, Widow heard the sound of machinery working. She turned around toward the Spike Buster Command vehicle and saw the missile launcher atop it aiming directly at them. Her eyes widened in shock as she quickly put her hoof to her earpiece to contact the deranged general. “No, Belle, you are to stand down. I repeat stand down!”

Her words seemed to fall on deaf ears as the launcher released the missile, sending it flying towards them.

Still blinded, Spike swung his arms and tail around, trying to find the ones responsible for his impaired vision. With his stumbling around, Pinkeye snuck up behind him and with her rear legs aimed between his legs, she bucked her legs up as she said, “Crotch shot.”

Pinkeye’s eyes widened in shock and pain as her legs quickly felt like she just kicked a steel door. “Ow, ow, ow, jeez, do dragons have stone nuts or what,” She said as she hopped around on each foot in pain. Unfortunately for her, because of her attack and whining, Spike knew where she was and immediately swung his arm around and grabbed the pink mare by the head, stopping her from making any more attacks. “Hey, let me go, you big meanie,” Pinkie muffled as she threw her hooves all around, trying to break the dragon grip.

Spike growled as he rubbed his eyes as his vision started to come back. When he opened his eyes, his newly returned vision greeted him with the sight of an incoming missile. He grit his teeth and released the frantic mare in his grip as he charged toward the incoming missile. Widow’s eyes widened in shock as Spike lunged toward the weapon and took the brunt of the blast, causing it to explode a good distance away so it didn’t hit her or Pinkeye.

The explosion created a massive dust cloud that Spike soon went flying out of toward mountain side. When he crashed into, the mountain cracked as fissures began to form in it, causing it to start crumbling. Pinkeye picked herself up and shook her head as her highly trained eyes quickly focused on the SHIELD jet hovering near the crumbing mountain. Her hoof quickly went to her headphone earpiece, turning on radio channel to the jet pilot. “Sweetie Belle, get out of there, now!” She shouted into the earpiece, but it was too late.

The mountain tipped over, slamming into the jet’s right wing, sending it spiraling out of control, just barely able to stay airborne. Spike picked himself up from the rubble of the mountain and saw the jet losing altitude, fast. He then turned to see an open clearing, his way out. He was about to take his window of opportunity and run, but the nagging voice of his other half soon came to him. What are doing? You have to help them. His weaker half told him.

I just took a missile for them after they kept shooting at me. He replied.

C’mon, you’re better than this, I know you are. His weaker half told him earnestly. Before he could respond, the scream of a mare filled his ears as he turned to see the jet nearing the ground in a nose dive. At that point, his decision became clear.

“Sweetie Belle!” Widow screamed in fear as she and Pinkeye watched the jet zero in on the ground. At the last second, the jet stopped cold in its tracks. Widow and Pinkeye’s eyes widened in surprise to see Spike had caught the jet, just in time.

Spike groaned and growled at the immense weight as he looked through the windshield of the jet to see the pilot was a young alabaster unicorn mare like the other he as fighting, except she had a very light purple mane with a pink streak running through it. “Are you alright?” He groaned.

The mare’s body shook violently in fear, but Spike took that as a yes. With as much care as he could muster, Spike lowered the rest of the jet to the ground, setting it on its side. He then backed away, breathing heavily in exhaustion as his head and shoulders slumped down. His exhaustion was soon wiped away electricity rippled through his body, racking his tired nerves and muscles in pain. When the surge ended, Spike collapsed to the ground, revealing Widow with her gauntlet aimed for his back and Pinkeye right behind her.

A strong wind blew a small cloud of dust over Spike’s body and as it quickly passed, Spike was back to his original size and form. “Sweetie Belle, are you okay?” Widow asked as she looked up at her little sister.

“Y-Y-Yeah, I-I’m o-o-o-okay.” The younger mare responded with a shaky nod.

“Good, Pinkie, get him secured so we can take him off to the Everfree.” Widow said as she walked toward the Spike Buster Command Vehicle. “I need to have a little chat with my father.”

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After securing Spike and getting calling in another pick up jet with the help of reluctant General Belle, the two agents and their captors had finally reached their destination. They found themselves landing their ship at the edge of the darkest forest in all of a Equestria, the Everfree Forest and a few fifty yards away sat one of the three Super villain prisons; a large cube shaped structure sitting on one of its corners. They had arrived at the Everfree. When the bay door hatch opened, Pinkeye, Widow and Sweetie Belle were greeted by a group of armed SHIELD agents such as themselves, but they weren’t alone.

Beside each member stood a what appeared to be wolves, but their bodies weren’t flesh and blood, but of twigs and branches, their eyes a sickly greenish and their breath was vile and musty like they had eaten something that just died. The agents held no fear of them for they knew what they were; Timberwolves, resident monsters of the dark forest. They were once a problem until a certain timid scientist came up with a handy little device that all the wolves and many other denizen creatures of the forest now wore to make them more manageable to SHIELD. A special Mana Inhibitor Collar designed to lessen the wild free flowing Mana that coursed through the forest and many of it’s creatures that made them wild and violet and turned them into more docile and calm beings.

With the creatures of the Everfree tamed, SHIELD quickly made use of them as guarding animals for some of the more dangerous inmates of the prison and every inmate was dangerous. The SHIELD agents pour into the jet and start removing the cargo. First they pulled out Crackle, completely restored in a Suspension Capsule designed to keep him sedated until they got him back to his cell. Pinkie wasn’t happy after trying to piece him back together, but with her eyes, it didn’t take her very long.

Next came their biggest catch yet, Spike. The three mares watched as Spike was being pulled out of the jet on a massive mobile platform. The platform had four pillars in each corner and attacked to the top of the pillars were chains thicker than a Manticores body. In the center Spike sat on his knees, his arms and legs shackled while his torso and neck were strapped to an iron corset to which the chains were attached to. The young dragon was still unconscious from his ordeal, but the other dragon dwelling inside of him was wide awake and he didn’t want to be here.

As they wheeled the two monstrous dragons inside, Spike’s mind had drifted away into a distant memory. A memory of the day his life changed forever. He found himself in his slightly younger body, standing next to his big sister, Twilight Sparkle in an Observation room with other scientists such as herself. They stood in front of a control panel with a wide window showing a massive cylindrical device that was easily the size of a blimp in a wide room before them. The device was had a couple of ponies in protective suits and an assortment of gear standing around it. “Okay, everypony, are we ready to start the test?” Twilight asked.

“Everything is green for go, Ms. Sparkle,” One of her scientists said.

“Very good, commence Arc Mana Reactor test,” Twilight instructed them.

As her scientists began starting up the test, Spike stood beside his loving sister in amazement as he said, “I can’t believe you actually did it, Twi, if this works, you just single hoofedly created an alternative power source for the world!”

“That’s if it works,” Twilight said with a light chuckle. “I’ve been working on this project for years. To turn pure Mana into a fuel source than everypony can use, even Earth and Pegasus ponies. This could literally change the world.”

Spike looked at her with pride and admiration. This was Twilight’s prized invention and every fiber of his being wanted it work; at least that’s what he used to think. Spike, listened intently as the Arc Mana Reactor’s systems came online. The massive machine hummed to life as pure Mana began to surge from it. “Mana levels rising,” One of the scientists stated. “Twenty five percent. Thirty five percent. Forty percent.”

“It’s working, Spike, it’s working!” Twilight shrieked happily.

“Mana levels still rising steadily, now at fifty percent!” the scientist said in an astounded tone.

The Arc Mana Reactor’s energy continued to rise until alarms began to go off. “Twilight, what’s going on?” Spike asked in a nervous tone.

“Report,” Twilight demanded.

“Ms. Sparkle, it’s the reactor. The Mana is causing a massive power surge!” The Scientist said frantically as he and the other scientists started typing into the control panel.

“Shut it down! Shut the whole system down!” She told them.

“We can’t the power surge is overloading the systems! It’s going critical!” The scientist responded as the control panels began to spark electricity. A second later, the doors all locked down, shutting them inside the room. Spike watched as Twilight tried to help the scientists shut down the system, until his eye looked into the Arc Mana reactor room and saw the Technicians were locked inside with the overpowered device.

“Twilight, the technicians are trapped!” Spike told her.

“I know, the power surge must have triggered a lock down. I have to reboot the system!” She said in calm tone as she set to do just that.

“But that’ll take too long,” Spike said as he stormed over to the door. Spike jammed his claws through the crease in the steel door and mustering all the strength he could he forced it open. “Spike, what are you doing?” Twilight said.

“I’m going to get the technicians out while you reboot the system.” He told her.

“Not without a protective suit, it’s too dangerous!” She told him.

“Don’t worry, Dragons are magic resistant.” He told her with a confident smirk.

“To a degree, but that’s pure concentrated Mana, Spike, and at these levels it could kill you!” She told him in frightened tone.

“Then it’ll definitely kill them, that’s why I gotta hurry,” He said as he ran out of the room.

“Spike!” He heard Twilight scream after him, but he couldn’t stop, he had to help any way he could. Spike quickly managed to make his way to the large thick steel doors that lead to the Reactor room. Repeating the action he pulled before, Spike pried the doors open, but only wide enough for the ponies to fit through. “C’mon, let’s go,” He shouted over the roar of the energy device as energy began to lash out in every direction.

The technicians quickly started spilling out through the crack as the device began to glow with blind fury. “Spike!” Twilight shouted. He looked up to see Twilight from the blast proof glass of the Observation room. Even from the blinding light, he could still see the fear and tears running down her face.

His attention was quickly brought back to the Reactor as the light it was emitting grew brighter and brighter. It was going to blow and he knew it, but if he got out of the way, the blast would hit the technicians behind him. With no time to waste, Spike did the only thing he could. He turned his back and used himself as a shield as the Mana reactor released explosion of pure energy. Spike roared in pain as the energy burned it way through his entire body. His every muscle and cell sired pure Mana. That was the day everything changed for the young dragon.

Spike was quickly pulled back to consciousness as his nightmare roused him from his slumber. His eyes shot open as looked around as he found himself in his new cell. He looked up and saw his arms were suspended, held tightly in a giant pair of shackles so his hands were even visible and as he looked down he saw a matching pair on his feet. Good, you’re awake, said a familiar voice.

He looked up and saw his bigger, bulkier half leaning against the cell wall, glaring at him angrily, like he always did. “Let me guess, we’re in the Everfree.” Spike sighed.

Of course, that white pony knocked us out and they brought us here. His other half growled.

“Great, this day couldn’t get any worse.” Spike sighed heavily as he hung his head down in defeat.

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Elsewhere, a certain pink pony was standing in front of the Everfree’s Prison Cell Detention room. On either side of her stood another pair of the Everfree’s guard animal, the Manitcores. These creatures were massive in size and width. They had the bodies of a lion, the tails of a scorpion and the leathery wings of a dragon. The agent paid the powerful Manitcores no mind and was calmly chomping down on some cotton candy, that nopony knew where she got from as she lowered her eye toward the retinal scanner on the door in front of her. Pinkeye stood still, keeping her eye open as the lights of the scanner flashed across her retina. “Level Seven, SHIELD Special Agent Pie, Pinkamena Diane. Code name: Pinkeye. Access Granted.” The retinal scanner said as Pinkeye pulled her head up.

The doors opened, granting Pinkeye entrance as she walked inside, humming and eating her candy. As the strolled down the walkway, she was surrounded on all sides by cells, each one containing a Mana mutated monster. Most of the growled and glared at her, others could careless of her presence. The pink mare paid them all no mind as she had somedrake else she had in mind. As she neared the intended cell, she heard the voice of whom she came to see. “Would you calm down, this isn’t so bad,” Said the dragon.

Is somepony in there with him? She thought to herself. “…” Pinkeye listened, but no sound came.

“Okay, yeah, so they finally caught us, but you did the right thing saving that mare, so it’s not all bad.”

“….”

“Okay, I’ll give you that one,”

Pinkeye finally came into full view of the cell and saw Spike still contained by his shackles, alone. “Hi,” she said as she waved her free hand.

“Hi,” Spike said with a raised brow as she simply stared at him and at her candy. “Let me guess, you thought I’d be taller?”

Pinkeye let out a loud gasp. “That’s so cool, they didn’t say anything about you being psychic. “Ohohohoh, what am I thinking now?”

“I don’t know cuz I’m not psychic,” Spike deadpanned.

“Aw, too bad, although I guess super strength is always cool too.” She said happily.

“Is there a reason you’re here?” He asked with a raised brow.

“Yeah, I came to ask if you want to be my friend?” She answered simply.

“I’m sorry, what?” He asked in confusion.

“I said, do you want to be my friend?” She repeated.

“I don’t know; do you always become friends with someone you shot with an arrow?” He asked in a sarcastic tone.

“Of course not, silly,” she said with a dismissive wave of her hoof. “I’m asking cuz you saved my friend from crashing.”

“The mare in the jet?”

“Uhuh,” Pinkeye said with a nod. “I mean, it’s weird, they say you’re a monster, right? That’s what they’ve told us, that’s what everypony thinks. Military and SHIELD have been chasing you for years on end. You’ve caused complete and utter destruction. You’re a monster. A regular big bad Meanie McMeanpants.”

“And what do you think of me?” He asked.

“I think you can’t be all that bad if you saved my friend,” She answered sincerely as she walked closer to him. “I mean, I saw you, you had a way out, but you chose to save my partner’s sister instead. You can’t be a monster if you value somepony else’s life over your own. So why is everypony afraid of you?”

“Look, er . . ,”

“Pinkeye, but my friends call me Pinkie,” she answered. “We are friends, though, right?”

“Pinkeye? Really?”

“Shiny’s idea, not mine,” Pinkie said as she shook her head in agreement with him.

Of course, good ol’ big bro, He thought to himself. “Anyway, Pinkie, listen you’re a SHIELD agent, right?”

“One of the best,” she said proudly puffing up her chest.

“Then why don’t ask yourself what SHIELD and the Spike Busters want me for?” He told her.

“What do you mean? Shiny said they’re going to cure you and all the others here too,” Pinkie said with a confused tilt of her head.

“Pinkie, open your eyes and look around this place. Look at the monsters here. Do you really think the Everfree is a jail? Some kind of . . . rehab center to cure creatures like me? It’s not.”

“But-”

“But nothing, Pinkie,” Spike interrupted her, trying to get his point through. “Look, I stopped trying to cure myself a long time ago. I realized there’s a place for my other half in this world, but it’s not here. I bet when I came in they took a sample of my blood right?”

“Yes, before we put you in here, wasn’t easy with your scales and all.” Pinkie nodded.

“And now they’ve got samples of my blood and that’s why I’ve been running all these years. SHIELD doesn’t want to cure me, they want to weaponize me. Make more of me.”

Pinkie held her head down deep in thought. She had thought SHIELD was supposed to help ponies and that’s why she joined. That’s all she ever wanted to do. Help. But if what Spike said was true, what else could SHIELD be up too? Spike looked as he seemed to have shattered if not shaken the poor mare’s world, but this was the truth and he learned it the hard way. “Okay, I get it,” She said as she looked up at him with a serious expression. “But I have to know for sure and there’s one pony I know that knows more about this stuff than I do. I’ll get to the bottom of this.”

With that said, she chomped down on the last of her cotton candy and ran out of the cell leaving the dragon to himself. “Think she’ll get us out,” Spike asked his other half who was still leaning against the wall.

You’re a dreamer, He said sarcastically.

“Doesn’t hurt,” He said with equal sarcasm. “So, wanna play ‘I Spy’?” His other half groaned as he face palmed himself.

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Elsewhere, Pinkie dashed through the detention halls. She needed answers and there was only one pony here who would have them, her good friend Rarity, the Violet Widow. As Pinkie was flying by a corner, her eyes widened as they saw the pony she was looking for. She skid to a stop and backtracked, peering around the corner to see Rarity standing in front of the door leading into the Laboratory. Huh, what’s Rarity doing down here? She said she hates being down here cuz it’s stuffy and makes her mane puffy. I don’t know what she’s talking about, my mane does just fine. The Pink mare said as she fluffed up her mane with her hoof.

Pinkie saw Rarity look back down the hall and quickly ducked her head back behind the corner. She waited patiently as she heard the Laboratory’s automated doors open and close. She continued to wait patiently until she heard the automated doors open again. She peered around the corner slightly, just enough to see Rarity exit. Her trained eyes quickly caught sight of something dangling from her tail. A strange cylinder container wrapped up in the curls of her tail, trying to hide it from prying eyes. Pinkie’s eyes contorted in confusion as she realized what Rarity had in her possession. A blood sample container? What’s she doing with that? The blood samples are supposed to be stored in the lab, unless directed to be moved under orders. Spikey’s right, something’s wrong here. She thought to herself.

Pinkie quickly darted down the hall, leaving Rarity to her mysterious work. Whatever Rarity had couldn’t be good. The Laboratory held blood samples from all the inmates in the Everfree. What she could be doing with it, Pinkie didn’t know, but she knew where she could find out.

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Pinkie made it outside to the SHIELD jet they had arrived in and went inside to sit at the computer console. “Initiate voice command. Username: Pinkeye. Password: Jawbreaker.”

“Access Granted.” The computer responded as it came online. “SHIELD computer systems online.”

“Bring up all communications and field reports filled by the Violet Widow.” Pinkie told it.

“Error, files are not located on the network.” The Computer told her.

“That’s weird, then where are they?”

“Belle, Rarity, Codename: Violet Widow. All records have been transferred to a remote computer.”

“Oh, okay then, connect to the remote computer, please,” She said with a smile.

“Password required.”

“Hm . . . ,” Pinkie said in thought as she tapped her hoof to her chin. “Diamond?”

“Access denied.” The computer responded.

“Uh . . . Sting?”

“Access denied.” The computer repeated.

“Fire Ruby?”

“Access denied.” The computer repeated.

“Hourglass?” Pinkie asked, as her eyes started to hang low.

“Access denied.”

“Sweetie Belle,”

“Access denied.” The computer repeated as Pinkie slumped over the console in defeat.

“Argh, please, Miss computer voice, I need to-”

“Access denied.” The computer replied, cutting her off.

Pinkie took a deep breath and calmed herself as she thought long and hard. She closed her eyes tightly and concentrated, mustering every ounce of mental power she could. Then her eyes shot open as it felt like a fireworks display had gone off in her head. “Diamond Dog Mine.”

“Access granted.” The computer replied.

“Yay, I knew I could figure it out,” She said as she hopped in her seat, but quickly focused, getting back to the task at hoof. “Now, play the most recent report please.”

The computer complied, as a crystal ball projector rose up from the console and a holographic Rarity appeared before her. “SHIELD suspects nothing,” Rarity said, speaking to some unknown contact. “Of course it so simple since they’ve given me Champion class security clearance.”

“And Belle?” Her mystery contact asked. From the voice, it was clear Rarity was talking to a stallion, but she still couldn’t tell who he was.

“My father is a maverick. He won’t doubt for a moment that SHIELD is taking over the operation. His obsession blinds him to everything but Spike. Speaking of, do not worry; I will retrieve the blood sample. Have your subordinates arrange for a pick up at these coordinates at o’ three hundred hours and you will have Spike’s blood as you’ve requested.”

“Computer, give me a visual. Who is she talking too?” Pinkie told the computer. The computer did as instructed and the projector created another image of a stallion in a camouflage suit wearing a yellow helmet with matching combat boots and red goggles.

“Well done, Widow. HYDRA will be pleased.” The stallion said.

Pinkie gasped in horror; her longtime partner working with SHIELD’s oldest enemy? But it made sense now. Rarity had told them Shining Armor had ordered them to retrieve Spike, but she never received a confirmation herself from neither the director nor Agent Lulamoon. In fact, she never heard Rarity say she was making a report back to Shining; if they had captured Spike, he would certainly want to know and would be at the Everfree himself by now.

Spike was right, SHIELD has been infilatrated and Rarity is a . . . no, Pinkie quickly shook her head, trying to get rid of her bad thoughts. Rarity is one of us, a SHIELD agent. We’ve been partners for years, she’s my best friend and she promised she’d never double cross me. She Pinkie Promised and nopony breaks a Pinkie Promise.

“But still, it’s almost three,” Pinkie said as she pulled herself from her thoughts. “I can’t let Rarity make that drop. I’ll find out the truth myself.” With that said, Pinkie quickly geared up and headed out to stop her friend.

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Out in the deep wide brush of the Everfree Forest, Rarity was traipsing through a narrow path, leading her toward her rendezvous point. As she made her way through the forest, Pinkie was hot on her tail. Using the dark brush of the forest and the shadow of the night sky, Pinkie followed the alabaster mare effortlessly.

It didn’t take long for Rarity to reach her destination as she came to a wide open, rocky field. Pinkie stopped as Rarity entered the open field. She knew if she’d follow, she’d be spotted, so she did what came natural to her; find the best high point in the area and line up her shot. She quickly scoped around and saw a large cliff face that looked down over the open field. It was perfect.

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Rarity had reached the center of the field where her compatriots were waiting patiently for her. When she reached them, no words were said. She simply pulled the container from her tail with her magic it and gave it to the stallion in front of her. At that moment, Rarity heard the sound of something whistling through the air when suddenly the container was knocked to the ground. Rarity and the HYDRA soldiers looked and saw a pink arrow sticking out of the now cracked container.

“Rarity!” Shouted somepony and when the too looked up, they gasped as they saw Pinkie standing on a cliff face, the moon shining behind her as she notched another arrow.

“Look, Rarity, we’re friends, right? You said you’d never betray me. You Pinkie Promised me and I believed you. I still believe you, but I can’t let you do something like this. Now tell me the truth.” Pinkie said as tears began to well up in her eyes. “You owe me that much.”

“Oh, Pinkie, dear sweet, Pinkie,” Rarity said with a calm, serene smile as she slowly shook her head. “I would never break our promise, but why did you? Tell me Pinkie Pie, why did you betray SHIELD to HYDRA?” Rarity snapped as her serene smile turned into a soul piercing glare.

“W-What?” Pinkie said, completely off guard.

“What was it Pinkie,” Rarity said as she took a few steps forward, Pinkie still aiming her arrow at her. “Was it the power or just the money?”

“What are you talking about?” Pinkie said as her fore hooves slowly gave way, relaxing her bow and arrow.

“Certainly, you know Spike’s blood samples are worth millions to the right ponies.” Rarity continued as the HYDRA soldiers armed themselves and came up behind her.

“Rarity, please, please stop and tell me what’s going on.” Pinkie pleaded as she lowered her weapon.

Rarity smirked as she quickly turned around and aimed her ankle gauntlets at the two soldiers. She loosed a couple of her Sapphire sleep stingers, catching the two soldiers in the neck. The HYDRA members grunted as their muscles ceased and tensed up and they fell to the ground unconscious. “It’s very sad that it had to end like this,” Rarity sad as she looked over her shoulder at her old partner. “I will miss working with you, Pinkie.”

With that said, a bright light appeared over Pinkie, almost blinding her as she pulled up her hoof to cover her eyes and see that it was a SHIELD jet overhead. Rarity pulled up her hoof to her earpiece as she shouted, “Pinkeye is a double agent for HYDRA. Take her down!”

“What, wait, I’m not a double agent,” Pinkie pleaded, but it was too late. The spot lights died down, revealed a small squad of Pegasus ponies flying down with rifles in hoof. They quickly took aim and began to fire, but Pinkie didn’t run. She pulled up her bow and quickly aimed for the center Pegasus and loosed her arrow.

Before it hit her target, the arrowhead exploded into a net, tangling the Pegasus, causing him to crash to the ground. Another Pegasus quickly closed in, but Pinkie was quicker as she notched another arrow and easily shot him in the wing, grounding him. Another Pegasus managed to get behind her, but she easily evaded and rolled away as he fired. The Pegasus that came up behind her was soon joining by two others who all started firing at the rouge agent.

Pinkie righted herself and pulled three arrows out, firing them at her three assailants. The arrows wedged themselves right in the barrels of their rifles, causing them to explode, causing a small dust cloud and knocking their wielders back unconscious. A short second later, another Pegasus breached the cloud and opened fire on the Pink marksmare. Pinkie stood her ground as she took her bow in her teeth and when the Pegasus came in close, she swung, catching the flying agent clean in his chest.

The Pegasus went flying back as he bounced off the ground before sliding to a stop. Pinkie notched another arrow, looking around for the next attack when suddenly a powerful jolt of electricity shot through her. Pinkie screamed in pain until the jolt stopped and she fell to the ground unconscious, revealing Rarity with her left fore hoof pull up and her gauntlet smoking from her sneak attack. Rarity smirked at her work as she pulled up her other hoof to her earpiece. “Take her to the Vault. Put her in solitary. No pony sees her until I give the word.” She ordered as a couple more Pegasi came down to take their captive and tend to their wounded. “I’ll take care of the HYDRA agents.”

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When all of the SHIELD agents and Pinkie were taken care of, Rarity remained as she watched the jet take off. When it was out of sight, she put her hoof to her earpiece, tuning it to her secure channel. “It worked; so sad that Pinkie had to find out, though. We’ll need to arrange a new drop, but as far as SHIELD is concerned, I just succeeded in taking out a traitorous double agent.” She said as she held up a cylinder vile with the name ‘Spike’ written on it looking as the bright green substance shined in Luna’s beautiful moon light. “Hail, HYDRA.”