Spike Sparkle is about to find danger, adventure, and romance in a world of darkness
Extra tags: Horror, Thriller, Science Fiction
Spike Sparkle was just your average eighteen-year-old dude who can't wait to finish his last year at CHS. However, things take an unexpected turn for him when a weird stone that he found as a kid begins to act up.
Very soon, monsters of all kinds started appearing in Canterlot and they all seem to want Spike's stone. Fortunately, he doesn't have to face these horrors alone as he finds unexpected help from some monster girls who have taken an interest in him.
Meanwhile, a far darker evil begins to make its move and plans to use the stone for sinister purposes.
There’s no such thing as monsters. At least, that’s what our parents tell us. Vampires, Werewolves, Ghosts, Mummies, Demons, and other things that supposedly go bump in the night.
But what if I were to tell you that such things DO exist? That they live among us and we just can't see it. They could masquerade as anyone, one could be your next-door neighbor, one could be a classmate, and another could be a fellow coworker.
How do I know about all this? Well let's just say that I had a… hands on experience. My name is Spike Sparkle and what I'm about to tell you, you're probably gonna think I'm crazy but it did indeed happen.
This is the story of how my life took one heck of an unexpected turn. How I learned that monsters are very real, in more ways than one. And how I met… my Ladies of Darkness.
In the middle of a forest, a family was camping. One particular family member, a six-year-old boy with green spiky hair and matching eyes, wandered over to a nearby creek. The boy sat on a stump and admired its beauty. However, he noticed something shining at the bank of the river.
“What is that?” The boy asked himself as he got up from the stump and went to take a closer look.
Being careful not to get too wet, the boy grabbed the object out of the river. In appearance, it looked like a black crystal with a white center that almost looked like it was glowing.
The boy then heard someone calling him, “Spike, come on! We’re gonna make s’mores.”
“Coming Twilight!” Spike said as he placed the crystal in his pocket.
It was a dark, stormy night. A diesel truck was driving down a road that lies in the middle of the forest. On both sides of its trailer, it had a logo that said Tambelon Tech.
The driver and his passenger were listening to the radio and having a conversation.
"Jesus, is this rain ever gonna stop?" The passenger complained as the storm continued to pelt the front window, making it barely visible to see.
"It's supposed to be like this all night." The driver replied.
"Peachy…" The passenger grumbled.
Suddenly, the GPS on the driver's phone spoke up. "Arriving in Canterlot City in 1.3 miles."
"Finally!" The passenger said happily. "I can't wait to stop at a diner and have a bite."
"Didn't you just have some chips, a Reese's bar, and a soda from that gas station?" The driver asked.
"Hey, a dude's gotta eat ya know." The passenger replied which made the driver roll his eyes.
After a few minutes, the passenger asked, "So, any idea what we're hauling?"
"Your guess is as good as mine, man." The driver replied, "All I know is that it's top secret and we're not supposed to look inside."
"How come?"
"I don't know and quite honestly, I don't wanna know. With the kind of reputation Tambelon Tech has, I wouldn’t be surprised if we’re hauling some kind of super weapon." The driver said. "Only thing I know is that it's super valuable to the higher ups within the company and they would not be happy if something bad happens to it."
"It must be if we're taking it all the way to Ram Tower." The passenger said.
"Fortunately, we don't have to be there till tomorrow evening so here's the plan; we stop somewhere to get something to eat and then we'll book a hotel for the night. Ram Tower is in the city after all, so we can deliver the cargo somewhere in the afternoon." The driver explained.
The passenger smiled, "Sounds good to me."
Meanwhile, inside the trailer was a large coffin wrapped in chains. Within the coffin, something was beginning to stir…
'The stone, it is close, I can feel it. Escape, I must escape, I MUST ESCAPE, I MUST ESCAPE!!!'
The coffin then began to violently shake before the lid bursted open with the chains shattering.
Back with the driver and passenger, "Whoa!!! Did you hear that?!" The passenger exclaimed.
"Calm down. It was probably just thunder." The driver replied, trying to ease his frightened partner's nerves.
"Maybe, but it sounds like it was in the-" The passenger didn't finish as he and the driver suddenly felt something bang at the trailer of their truck. Hard.
The truck stumbled on the slippery road and fell on its side. Both the driver and passenger were out cold but the creature that was in the trailer was a different story. Something was banging and scratching inside where feminine screams were heard. After a couple minutes, the door to the diesel trailer burst open.
A slender, feminine figure with red glowing eyes emerged and felt the rain beat on her naked body.
"How long has it been since I felt the rain…" The figure asked herself softly. “The stone. It is near, I can sense it and it would appear that it has an owner. Interesting.”
Bat-like wings then emerged from her back and spread widely before the figure took off to the air at breakneck speed.
As she flew, the figure noticed a billboard with a sign that read: Welcome to Canterlot City.
‘Canterlot… so that’s where the stone is.’ The figure thought to herself as she continued to fly and started to see the city on the horizon.
The figure arrives at the city and lands on the rooftop of one of the buildings.
Using her glowing eyes, the figure managed to see further than a normal human's eye. Looking around, she spots a building that says blood bank on the front.
"Perfect…" The figure said with a toothy grin, showing her large fangs.
After sneaking into the bank without setting off the alarms, the figure managed to locate where the blood might be, but a huge door was blocking her path.
Looking at the vent next to the door, the figure suddenly turned into a red mist and went into the vent. Upon reaching the other side, the figure returned to her solid form and looked around to see many vials of blood on shelves.
Grabbing a vial, the figure began to drink it down…
Looking at his alarm clock, he notices that it was almost ten o'clock.
"Oh man, I better get to sleep, or Twi is gonna let me have it." Spike said as he turned off both the music on his iPhone and the lamp on his nightstand.
As Spike tucked himself in his bed and slowly slipping into dreamland, the stone he found when he was a kid, which now is part of a necklace, has started to glow dimly…
“Ahhhh, much better.” The figure sighed blissfully after drinking over a dozen vials of blood and felt completely rejuvenated.
The figure then once again turned into red mist and made her way to a women’s restroom and materialized back into her physical form. Looking towards a mirror, the figure could see her reflection. In appearance, she was a well-endowed woman who looked like she was in her early twenties with long black hair with a yellowish-amber tinge at the ends that went far past her knees, red glowing eyes, skin that was almost deathly white, and slightly pointed ears. Her breasts were as big as basketballs which jiggled with every movement she made. She was also really tall, being around 6’7.
She also noticed the blood dripping from her chin and muttered, “I should probably wash up…” before going to one of the sinks and began to wash her face.
Ram Tower. A massive 300-foot-tall building that overlooks the city of Canterlot and is the main headquarters of Tambelon Tech. True to its name, it had a pair of large ram-like horns protruding from the top of the building which doubled as lighting rods for the ongoing storm.
Within the tower’s main office, a lone figure was sitting in an armchair and watching the city’s streets getting rained upon while smoking an old-fashioned pipe. In appearance, the figure was male who looked like he was in his late fifties, with blue medium-length hair and a matching short beard and mustache combo. He wore thick sunglasses that cover his eyes, a light blue business suit with black trimmings, and black shoes.
The man hears a door opening and turns to see his assistant walking towards him with a nervous look. In appearance, he had dark brown hair and matching eyes. For attire, he wore a red business suit and brown shoes. He also wore a pair of glasses that were three times bigger than his eyes.
The man turned around and simply said, “Speak…”
The assistant gulped before saying, “Well sir, the truck we have been tracking, the one with the “special cargo”, had stopped and hasn’t moved for a couple hours now. Should we… send a team over?”
The man thought about that for a moment before answering, “No, I don’t think so. They probably had a flat tire or the truck broke down. If it’s still there by morning then send out a team.”
“Very well sir,” The assistant said, “Though do you think she has gotten out?”
“It is a possibility.” The man replied, “If she did indeed escape then we might indeed have some problems.”
“We may have to put Project Daybreak on hold.” The assistant pointed out.
“That’s the least of our concerns,” The man said, “If the other Kindred, or any other, in this city learns of her “special power”, they may try to goad her into joining them or maybe even try to kill her, depending on who it is.”
“Aren’t you worried that Abacus Cinch, Sombra or even Prince Blueblood would take notice?” The assistant asked.
The man blew out a gust of smoke before answering, “Hardly. Cinch is a harpy and raging perfectionist while Sombra is an arrogant fool who constantly indulges himself in debauchery. As for Blueblood, that idiot only became Prince of Canterlot out of sheer luck, his reign is already crumbling and won’t last a year. If they do notice, which I know they will, none of them would be able to handle her. She’s too free-spirited, that one.”
“I see.” The assistant said.
“Besides,” The man said as he got up and walked over a black cane with a crystal sphere on top to pick it up, “If she has woken up, that would mean that the blacklight stone is indeed here in this city.”
The assistant’s eyes widened at this, “The blacklight stone?! I-I thought it was lost! With all due respect sir, but how can you be sure?”
“Here, look at this.” The man then showed his assistant the sphere on his cane which had been flickering like a lightbulb suffering a power surge. “It has been a long while since it acted like that. It would mean the stone has finally been awakened after all these years.”
“Wait, if the stone has been awakened, then that would mean the others would sense it too, not just the Kindred right?” The assistant asked.
The man nodded at this, “You are correct Bray. The stone would not only attract the Kindred but others as well. The Changing Breeds, the Kuei-jin, the Wraiths, the Fallen, the Arisen, the Sin-Eaters, the Begotten, and many more. Like moths to a flame, they will be coming here for the stone.”
“With so many, no doubt it will attract the attention of The Order.” Bray pointed out.
“Indeed, very soon this city will become a bloody battleground.” The man said as looked toward the window once again.
“If it does indeed happen, what should we do?” Bray asked rather nervously.
“For now, nothing. We wait until the storm dies down. And then… we make our move.” The man simply replied.
“If you say so sir.” Bray said, “Will that be all?”
“One more thing; how’s the other specimen coming along?” The man asked.
“Project Deviant is well underway.” Bray replied. “She is being shipped here by boat which will arrive here by the end of the week.”
“Good, very good.” The man said as he blew another gust of smoke, “Arrange a meeting with the other execs tomorrow, they will want to hear about this as well. That will be all.”
“As you wish, Mr. Grogar.” Bray said as he made his leave, leaving Grogar alone once again with his thoughts.
“This storm is about to become even more fierce.” He said as he continued to look down upon the rain-soaked city.
Meanwhile somewhere in the Pacific Ocean, a ship is on its way to its destination having left Japan and is well on its way to the States.
Deep within the ship’s confines lies a tube filled with a green substance and a person inside. Though barely visible within the tube, the person clearly had a feminine figure.
Soon, the person inside begins to stir and their inhuman, almost octopus-like, eyes slowly begin to open…
Back with the mysterious woman, after washing her face and quietly escaping the blood bank, she found a large piece of clothing in a nearby dumpster that was large enough to cover almost her entire body.
The rain, while still pouring, has calmed down a little bit. The woman didn’t mind the rain at all and was walking down the street when she heard a commotion from a nearby alleyway.
Quietly, she enters the alleyway and sees a group of six thugs, five guys and one gal, cornering a pretty young woman.
In appearance, the young woman looked like she was nineteen or twenty with pale, light grayish cyan hair in a bob cut style and light cyan eyes. For attire, she wore a white colored sailor shirt, teal skirt, white long socks, and red slip-on shoes. For accessories, she had a tri-shade hair clip on the back of her hair.
“P-Please, I just need a little more time.” The young woman said fearfully.
“Afraid I can’t do that sweetheart. Verko is starting to get a little impatient and someone needs to be made an example of.” One of the thugs, most likely the leader, explained. “And it sure as fuck ain’t gonna be us.”
“Ya know babe, she doesn’t necessarily have to pay us with money.” The female member of the group said with a smirk.
Catching on to what his girlfriend was saying, the leader gave a lustful grin, “You're right hun, she doesn’t need cashto pay us.” He then turns to the other thugs, “How ‘bout it fellas, wanna take turns?” The others cheered, “I thought so.” The leader said as he began to grope the young woman’s large breasts and a bulge started to form in his pants.
“N-No please, anything but that…!” The young woman said with tears running down her face while her soon-to-be rapist continued to feel her up.
“Hey! Leave her alone!” A voice called out.
The thugs turned to where the voice came from and saw the mysterious woman stepping out of the shadows and glaring daggers at them.
“The fuck you said to us, bitch!?” One of the thugs demanded.
“You heard me asshole,” The woman snarled, “Leave. Her. ALONE.”
One of the thugs with a cigarette approached her. Despite the woman being quite taller than him, the thug wasn’t all that intimidated. “You forgot to say please.” He said as he took the cigarette out of his mouth, placed it on her cheek and twisted it.
However, much to the shock of the thug and his friends, the woman seemed unfazed and what she did next startled everyone.
The woman instantly grabbed the thug’s arm and ripped it clean off. The thug fell to the ground and started screaming bloody murder as he was flaying around and clutching where his now missing arm used to be. The other thugs were horrified by this as well as the young woman.
As the thug with the missing arm was still flaying on the ground, the woman dropped the now severed arm and kicked the thug’s head so hard, it was torn from the rest of his body and went flying across the alleyway like a football.
“Oh my god…she-she killed Kenny!” One of the thugs said with fright.
“YOU BITCH!!!!” One of the thugs screamed as he pulled out a pocketknife and charged at the woman.
However, with quick reflexes, the woman snatched the knife away from the thug and stabbed him in the eye. While the thug screamed in pain, the woman grabbed his head and twisted it to a 180-degree angle. With a single poke from her finger, the now lifeless thug fell to the ground.
Two other thugs brought out guns and tried to shoot the woman but with very inhuman speed, she managed to dodge the bullets.
At breakneck speed, she came face to face with one of the gun toting thugs. She quickly punched the thug right through the chest, soaking her arm in blood. After throwing the thug aside, the woman turned her attention to the other thug.
Fearing for his life, the other thug tried to make a run for it, but the woman quickly got in front of him before he could escape.
“FUCK YOU BITCH!!!” The thug screamed as he fired at the woman a few more times but seemed completely unfazed by the gunshots, much to his shock. In fact, they only seem to make her even angrier.
Having enough of being shot at, the woman swiped the gun from him and crushed it with her bare hand. Before the thug had any time to think of what just happened, the woman grabbed his head and slammed him to the wall, blood and chunks of his brain splattered all over it.
The woman then turned her attention to the leader and his girlfriend, the latter was trembling behind the former. Her cold, icy stare could freeze a rhino in place.
As the woman slowly approached them, the leader, despite being scared shitless himself, still tried to act tough, “N-Now you listen here, bitch. We work for Verko the Vermin, the biggest gang lord in Canterlot City. When he finds what you did here, he’s gonna-!” The leader didn't finish his sentence as the woman grabbed his lower jaw and ripped it off. The leader then screamed and wailed from both his jaw now missing and the excruciating pain he was feeling right now, while his girlfriend screamed herself due to the horror she just witnessed.
The woman then shoved the leader to the ground and smashed his head with her foot.
“That should shut you up…” She growled. The woman then turned her attention to the girlfriend. “And now for you.”
The girlfriend was beyond afraid by this point, “P-Please, you got it all wrong! I tried to talk them out of it, tried to tell them it was a bad idea. I swear, really!” She lied.
“Weren’t you the one who suggested to you boyfriend that this poor girl get raped?!?” The woman snarled. If there was one thing she hated more than a coward who hides behind others, it was one who lies just to cover their own ass.
She then grabbed the girlfriend by the neck and began to choke the life out of her. The girlfriend gasped for air and struggled to get the woman to let go, which only caused her to tighten her grip. The woman tightened her grip further until there was a sickening crack and the girlfriend instantly went limp.
The woman then tossed the now lifeless body to the side and turned her attention to the young woman who was sitting on the ground and shaking uncontrollably due to the carnage she just witnessed.
“P-Please don’t hurt me!!” The young woman barely shouted.
The mysterious woman raised her arms in defense, “Hey, don’t worry. I’m not going to hurt you.” She said as she gently approached the young woman, “Are you alright?” She asked as she offered the young woman her hand.
Hesitant at first, she accepted the hand as the mysterious woman helped her up. I’m a little shaken but I think I’ll be okay. T-Thank you for saving me, miss…”
The young woman brought her rather violent savior to the boutique she worked at. When Mary came inside, she saw many mannequins in fabulous dresses. While she was never one to truly care for things like fashion or style, she does admit that whoever did these dresses knew their craft very well.
“Did you make these?” Mary asked.
“Oh no, these are the works of Miss Rarity.” The young woman replied.
“I see. Hey, I never did catch your name.” Mary said.
“Oh, it’s Coco. Coco Pommel.” She replied before noticing Mary’s ragged cloth, “Oh goodness, is this all you have?!”
“Afraid so.” Mary replied sheepishly.
“What happened? How did you end up this way?” Coco asked in bewilderment.
“It’s… kind of a long story and I rather not get into it right now.” Mary replied, turning her head away.
“I… see. Well, why don’t we get you cleaned up and get you some new clothes?” Coco suggested.
Mary was a little hesitant at first, “Are you sure?” She asked.
Coco smiled, “Consider it a thank you for saving me back there. You go ahead and take a shower, we have one up the stairs, while I pick something out for you, ok?”
Mary thought about it for a moment before nodding and let Coco show her the way to the shower.
On her way to the shower, Mary inspects her bloodsoaked arm and licks it. She immediately cringed in disgust, ‘Ugh, should have figured that asshole was taking drugs.’ Mary thought to herself.
On the outskirts of Canterlot, a lone young man was on an observation platform that can be hoisted into the forest canopy, and he was absolutely miserable with the rain coming down on him, even though he was wearing a raincoat and the rain slowly started to die down a bit.
Suddenly, the wallow-talkie near him flared up, “Watchbird, do you copy?”
The young man grabbed it and replied, “This is Watchbird, what’s up Grizzly Bear?”
“Anything out of the ordinary?”
“Nothing going on. As usual. Just more shitty ass rain.” The young man replied.
“Well keep up the good work.” The man on the other end said.
The young man didn’t know whether it was a compliment or an insult, he then asked, “Hey, so when do I get to come down from here and come inside? I’m getting freaking soaked out here!”
“Ah, man up, Watchbird. Think of this as a way of building character.” The man on the other end just laughed along with some other guys and the transmission ended.
“Man, fuck you guys…” The young man sighed and put the radio away. He then hears some ruffling down below. He looks down to see what it is and sees a rather large white wolf coming out of the bushes.
The wolf looks up to the young man for a brief second before leaving, the young man just shrugs and continues his boring assignment.
At a large cabin near the observation platform, a group made up of several guys were doing some moonshining while one was skinning a raccoon he recently killed.
“Yo Frank, you almost done with that?” One of the guys asked.
“Just about.” Frank answered, “Do you know how valuable a ghost coon’s hide is, with them being endangered and all.”
“Ya know I feel kinda bad that we left the new kid out there.” Another one of the guys said.
“Ah, he’s gonna be fine, a little rain ain’t gonna hurt him.” Another one chirped in.
“Yeah, better than letting Ralph do guard duty.”
“Hey, I only shot that stupid kid in the leg.” Ralph defended himself, “He should have known better than to poke his nose where it didn’t belong.”
“All right you chuckleheads, settle down,” The ringleader said, “Verko’s expecting our quota by the end of the week, so let’s get this done.”
Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door.
“I’ll get it.” One of the moonshiners said as he got up and headed to the door, “I bet ya it’s the new kid, probably couldn’t stand the rain anymore.”
However, as he opened it, his face quickly turned pale and let out a scream.
Back with the young man, he was just about to fall asleep when his radio suddenly turned on.
“Watchbird are you there?! Watchbird please respond!!!” The voice on the other end called out in a frantic tone.
Curious, the young man picked up the radio and said, “This is Watchbird, what’s going on?”
“Some… animal is tearing us apart! Get your ass down here and- OH GOD PLEASE NO!!!” The radio suddenly went silent.
“Hello? Grizzly Bear, anyone please respond!” Dropping the radio, the young man quickly lowered the platform and made a mad dash to the cabin, rifle in hand.
By the time he got there however, he was too late. Bodies and moonshining equipment were littered all over the floor and blood stains painted the walls. The young man nearly threw up his dinner right then and there, but he managed to keep it in. Gathering up some courage, he walked over to one of the bodies and inspected it.
He is shocked to see large claw marks all over the corpse. Could a bear have done this? The young man just didn’t know.
Outside of the cabin, the white wolf from earlier was standing outside of the structure before letting out a howl and retreating back to the bushes.
Back on the ship that was carrying Tambelon Tech’s “special cargo”, a lone sailor was walking down the metal halls. He just escorted a fellow crew mate to his quarters after having one too many drinks and now he was on his way to his own room.
However, as the sailor was passing by the cargo room, he heard something that sounded like glass was shattering which startled him greatly.
The captain had strictly ordered his crew not to enter the cargo room until they reached Portland, though the sailor was confused as to why this was as they were no strangers to smuggling illegal goods such as drugs and weapons. Still, the sailor would have just ignored it and gone on his merryway, but he was curious to know what that sound was. It could be a stowaway for all he knew.
Cautiously, the sailor brought out a small pistol and a flashlight from his pocket and entered the dimly lit cargo room. Little did he know however, something was watching him when he came inside.
As the sailor made his way through the wooden boxes and metal crates, he spotted something that made him stop dead in his tracks. Standing in the middle of the cargo room was what looked to be some kind of large tank but was shattered and there was glass and strange green liquid all over the floor.
Starting to get scared, the sailor took a couple steps back before something started breathing down his neck. Before he had a chance to turn around to see what it was, a large octopus-like tentacle suddenly appeared and wrapped around the sailor and dragged him into darkness while the poor bastard screamed until there was a sickening crack and then… silence.
At Canterlot Hospital, a young male member of the hospital staff, most likely an intern, just entered the medicine cabinet while carrying a large backpack. Looking around and making sure no one was watching him, he then proceeds to grab some pill bottles and put them into his backpack.
The intern smirked, “I’ll make a fortune with these babies.” He said to himself.
After stuffing what he can into his backpack, the intern proceeds to head on out. After making a turn down the hall, he suddenly sees someone standing there watching him intently.
The intern panicked a bit, fearing to be a security guard but sighed in relief when turned out to be one of the patients.
It was a young woman in appearance, who looked somewhere in her early twenties, with messy chest-length white hair with black tips at the end, and dark purple eyes. Her only attire was an unusually black patient gown, and she was also holding a large pony doll close to her chest.
This was Stella, a rather unusual young lady who has a strange ailment that only the clinic’s higher ups know about.
“Oh, hey there Miss Stella. I didn’t see you there.” The intern said but Stella said nothing as she stared at him with an emotionless expression. “Right… Well, I was just doing some final maintenance and now I’m heading home. See you in a couple days.” The intern said as he walked past her.
Stella however, continued to say nothing and kept her eyes on the Intern. “Creepy bitch…” The intern said as soon as the young woman was out of sight.
The intern soon enters the concrete parking lot and is on his way to his car when he suddenly hears the clopping of hooves. Confused, the intern looked around to see if some horse somehow got in here but saw nothing.
Suddenly out of nowhere, a car came flying toward the intern, but he managed to jump out of the way in time. After that near death experience, the intern looked back to see that it was his own car that came flying at him. Not long after, a large shadow casts over the intern which made him look up and suddenly scream.
A little later, Stella came into the medicine cabinet while carrying the intern’s backpack as well as being covered in blood. Then proceeds to put the pill bottles back where they belong while humming to herself a sweet melody.
After stepping out of the shower and drying herself off, Mary wrapped a towel around her and went downstairs with Coco presenting her new clothes
After putting them on, as well as doing her hair. Mary certainly liked her new threads. She now wore a dark red leather coat, a white belly shirt underneath it, a small pink scarf around her neck, a black skirt that goes a little bit past her knees, and a pair of brown heeled shoes. Her hair was also no longer unkempt and is tied in a large bow-like style on the back of her head with long pigtails dangling on each side that goes far down to her hips.
“Do you like your new clothes?” Coco asked.
“I love them! Thanks Coco!” Mary replied happily.
Coco blushed and smiled, “I’m glad to hear that.”
Mary noticed a picture on one of the dressers and went over to inspect it. It depicted seven girls and one boy.
The first girl has long, brilliant scarlet red hair with yellow fiery stripes, and green jaded eyes. For attires, she wears a black leather jacket, with studded jewels at the collar, over a purple top with a red and yellow shimmering symbol of the sun imprinted, orange mini skirt with yellow and purple stripes, and black boots with red flames at the toe.
The second girl has long moderate sapphire blue hair, with moderate violet and brilliant rose streaks, tied in a ponytail, and wears a pair of thick glasses, framing her beautiful moderate violet eyes. For attire, the girl wears a light blue shirt with dark blue stripes, with a pink bow tie, a dark purple mini skirt with two pockets on the sides, decorated with a pattern of large pink stars and little violet ones. For footwear, she wears dark blue shoes, with light blue socks.
The third girl was beautiful with purple hair done up in elegant curls, light blue eyeshadows, and beautiful blue eyes. Her outfit consists of a light blue dress bejeweled with purple gems that opens up like a flower's petal at the bottom, a purple skirt that hugs her thighs, a purple belt on her waist with three blue gems decorated at the front of a larger gem, gold bracelets on her wrists, and purple high heels encrusted with sapphire blue gems.
The fourth girl has blonde hair, tied in a ponytail with a red band, a light brown Stetson hat, freckles on her face, and beautiful moderate sap green eyes. For attires, she wore a simple white t-shirt with green sleeves and an image of an apple printed on the chest, a pleated jean skirt with pockets at the side, a red-orange belt with a golden buckle, brown cowgirl boots decorated with apples.
The fifth girl has long pink hair, moderate opal eyes, and light violet eye shadows. For attire, she wears a long flowing moderate opal dress with magenta shoulder straps, light green frilly trimmings at the hem of her skirt and at the shoulders, with translucent lime green sleeves, a magenta belt with a pink butterfly for the buckle, with three more butterflies printed on the right side of her skirt. Her foot wears are pink butterfly-themed open toe shoes, with pink ribbon strips.
The sixth girl has rainbow colored hair, with beautiful moderate cerise eyes. For attires, she wears a dark blue jacket with yellow stripes along the shoulders and arms, over a white t-shirt with blue trimmings and a cloud with a rainbow-colored lightning bolt imprinted on the front, and skintight dark blue pants with rainbow lightning bolts printed along the sides, rainbow bracelets, and red, blue, and white tennis shoes.
The seventh and final girl has a brilliant cerise, bouncy, puffy, cotton candy-like hair, and pale, light grayish cerulean eyes. For attires, she wears a white sleeveless shirt with light blue trimmings, decorated with two baby blue and a yellow balloon on the front, a frilly skirt colored in different shades of pink, white stockings, and an open toe blue shoe with pink strappings.
Lastly, there was the boy, who was between the second and third girls. However, she noticed them around his neck and her eyes widened when she realized what it was. ‘The stone!’ She thought to herself.
“Um Coco, who are these people in this picture?” Mary asked.
“Oh, those are Miss Rarity, she’s the one with the curls, along with her friends - Applejack, Twilight Sparkle, Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie, and Sunset Shimmer.” Coco replied.
“I see. And the boy?”
“That’s Spike Sparkle, Twilight’s younger brother. Though, that picture was taken years ago, so he isn’t much of a boy now.” Coco replied with a blush as she recalled watching Spike grow up to be a strapping young man. “Why do you ask?”
“Because I like to meet him. Do you know where I could find him?”
He was in a barely lit room and could hardly see anything. However, he somehow feels that he’s not alone here. Sensing a presence, Spike turns to see a rather large feminine figure standing in the corner.
Despite it being so dark, Spike can see that the figure was female and was ten, maybe even twelve, feet tall, massive soft breasts, long hair that goes down to her knees, and heterochronic slit eyes, the left one was red while the right one is blue.
She then slowly began to approach Spike, her breasts jiggled with every step which made Spike a bit nervous. “I am the Lady of Darkness.” The figure said in a low, seductive whisper which put a shiver in Spike’s spine, “And you…” She stopped in front of the young man, placing her hands on his cheeks and leaning her face closer to his, Spike was blushing up a storm by this point, “You are mine.”
Just as the figure was about to press her lips against his, Spike was suddenly jolted awake by his alarm clock. Spike breathed heavily and his heart pounded like crazy, he looked around and saw that he still was in his room. The young man sighed and said, “I’m having that dream again…” He said to himself.
This wasn’t the first time he had a dream where he encountered this “Lady of Darkness”. He’s been having these from time to time since he was six and while he wouldn’t exactly call them nightmares per se, they do leave him waking up sweating and panting as well as having to… wash his bedding every now and then.
He then turned to his nightstand where his necklace was. Attached to it was the mysterious rock he found as a kid. Ever since Spike found it, he looked up every rock and mineral he could find but found nothing.
It was also when he found the stone did he start having those dreams about… her. Was it a coincidence or something else? It made him ponder every now and then. But he decided to shake this question off as he needed to get ready for school.
So he threw the covers off, got up, grabbed some clothes and headed over to the bathroom so he could take a quick shower.
Over at the Canterlot Police Station, a car was pulling in and stepping out of it was a man in his mid-twenties. In appearance, he was well built, with moderate sapphire blue hair with cerulean sapphire and dark phthalo blue hair streaks, and moderate cerulean eyes. For attire, he wore a brown overcoat over a light gray buttoned shirt, dark brown slacks, and purple shoes.
As he entered the station, he noticed a young man in his early twenties with blue hair in a police uniform approached him, “Inspector Armor?” He called out.
“What’s up officer Sentry?” Inspector Armor asked.
“You might wanna come to the morgue downstairs sir, we got something you might wanna see.” Officer Sentry replied.
Curious of what could be down at the morgue, Inspector Armor simply said, “Lead the way.”
As they made their way to the morgue, Officer Sentry spoke up, “So sir, how’s the family been doin?”
“They’re doing alright,” The inspector replied, “Flurry’s been a little firecracker as usual, today’s gonna be her first day at daycare.”
“Auntie Twilight and uncle Spike can’t look after her anymore?” Officer Sentry asked.
“Twiley is starting her new job over at the planetarium and Spike just started his last school year over at CHS a couple weeks ago.” Armor replied, “From what I hear, he recently joined a club, the newspaper club I believe.”
“Why there?”
“He wants to do paranormal journalism and he felt the newspaper club would be a good start.”
The two men have finally reached the morgue where a man in his fifties is waiting for them.
“Morning fellas.”
Morning Mr. Delver. What’ve you got for us this time?” Inspector Armor asked.
“Well, I have some bodies here you might wanna check out. The way they’re killed is very unusual.” Mr. Delver said pointing at the tarp covered bodies. “Let’s start with these guys,” He said as he removed six of the tarps. Both men nearly gagged at the sight of the corpses.
He then started explaining as points to the one with both his head and arm detached from the rest of his body, “As you can clearly see, this one had both his arm and head violently removed.”
“Weren’t they just… cut off?” Officer Sentry asked.
“That was our first guess but upon closer examination, we noticed that the head and arm were actually torn off with much excessive force.” Delver replied.
Sentry’s eyes widened, “hold up, are you telling us that they were practically yanked off of his body?!” He exclaimed.
“That’s what I’m saying,” Delver replied before turning the two men’s attention to the body whose head was twisted all the way to his back.
“Jesus, I’ve seen neck snaps before but not like this…” Officer Sentry cringed. Not helping is when Delver lifts the head to see a gouged-out eye.
“My guess is this poor bastard’s eye was plucked out before his head got twisted like a water handle.” Delver explained before going to the next body which had a gaping hole in his chest. “This one had his fist punctured through with… something.”
“Couldn’t it have just been a pipe or a crowbar?” Officer Sentry asked.
Delver shook his head before replying, “The hole is a little too wide. It has to be narrower if it was either of those things.”
Inspector Armor looked at it for a good minute before he had an epiphany. Walking over to the body, he placed his hand over the hole before clenching it into a fist, “Just as I thought…” He spoke.
“What’s up sir?” Sentry asked.
“This is a bit of a stretch, but I think someone might have punched this poor bastard through the chest.” Armor replied.
Sentry’s eyes widened, “What?! That’s crazy.”
“Maybe but I think it’s a possibility as well.” Delver said before continuing on with the rest of the bodies, starting with the one with his head smashed in, “This one had his head smashed against a brick wall,” He then went to the one where his head is completely crushed with a ripped out jaw next to him, “This one had his head splattered like watermelon but we think his jaw was torn off from him when it happened,” Lastly, he turned to the dead woman, “And this one probably choked to death judging from the finger marks around her neck. Though, we have reason to believe her neck was snapped before she completely suffocated.”
Officer Sentry takes a good look at the bodies before realizing something.
”Now that you’ve pointed it out,” Flash began. “They appeared to be the aftermath of a street brawl.”
“My thoughts exactly,” Shining Armor nodded. “Whoever the assailant is, they must’ve been a serious powerhouse to have taken them all on at once and won. Also take another good look at these people, Officer Sentry, recognize any of them?”
Looking at them again, Flash realizes what his superior was getting at, “Holy crap, these are some of Verko’s goons!”
“That’s right, Flash. Guess they picked a fight with the wrong kind of person.” Shining said, “But the question is who or what?”
“Well, there’s plenty more mutilated bodies where those came from boys.” Delver spoke up as he directed them to more bodies across the room. There were seven of them and they looked like they were torn apart by some animal.
“Jesus, I’m afraid to ask but what kind of animal did this to these guys?” Flash asked.
“Don’t know, we know it wasn’t a bear, the claw marks are a little too small, but the bite marks resemble that of a wolf. A big one I might add.” Delver explained.
“Where were they found?” Shining asked.
“On the outskirts of the city, near the woods.” Delver replied, “We got an anonymous tip from a caller and when we arrived, we found a cabin where the bodies were as well as a young man who was still alive.”
“Was he the one who tipped us off?” Flash asked.
Delver shook his head before replying, “No, the caller had a female voice, so it wasn’t him. He’s currently in a holding cell right now.”
“Why?”
“Because shortly after we found the bodies, we noticed some moonshining equipment within the cabin and the young man confessed that they were indeed moonshiners.” Delver explained further. “Plus, we have reason to believe that like the ones across from them, they too work for Verko.”
Mr. Delver then showed the two one last body. It looked like it was nearly beaten to a bloody pulp and half of the face was bitten off, “This poor bastard was found right outside of the Canterlot Hospital.” He explained.
‘Shit’ Shining said inwardly to himself as he knew exactly what happened to the guy.
Looking at the man’s face, or half of it at least, Officer Sentry instantly recognizes the man, “Wait a minute, I know this guy. Manny Sanchez, a drug lord wannabe who got caught a couple times selling meth to homeless people. Real piece of work, this one.”
Flash then turns towards Shining, “What do you think’s going on around, inspector?”
Shining just shook his head, “I don’t know Flash, but something tells me that this is just the beginning.”
After taking his shower and getting dressed, Spike went downstairs where his mom, Twilight Velvet, was humming to herself and tending to her bonsai tree.
In appearance, Velvet had moderate purple and light gray striped hair and light arctic blue eyes. For attire, she wore a light gray sundress and pink tennis shoes. She also looked like she was still in her mid-twenties despite being in her late forties. Spike always wondered how his mother managed to look that way, but he chalks it up at just keeping her body healthy.
“Morning mom.” Spike called out to her.
Velvet broke out of her concentration and looked up to her youngest child, “Oh, good morning sweetheart. Sleep well?”
“You could say that.” Spike as he prepared to make some cereal.
”And did you have any more dreams about your lovely Lady of Darkness?” Twilight Velvet nudged teasingly.
Spike just rolled his eyes at that.
It isn’t that his mom meant anything hurtful by that remark. Ever since he was a kid, he would often tell these dreams to both his parents, even his older brother and sister.
As the years go by, it came to the point that the dreams have been occurring more frequently, than regularly. And oftentimes everyone in the family would take the moment to tease Spike about his mysterious “Lady of Darkness.''
After finishing his breakfast, Spike and his mother went to the latter’s car to prepare for the day with Velvet offering her son to take him to school.
"Mom, c'mon, I'm not a little kid anymore," Spike protested. "Walking from here to school would've been fine!"
"And let my precious baby fend for himself on the streets? I don't think so," Twilight Velvet shook her head, as she started her car up.
"Then what's the story of you letting Twilight and Shining walk on their way to school? Or even take the bus?"
"They have friends."
"I have friends!"
Spike and his mom continued to protest with one another, until they arrived at the front of Canterlot High.
"Well, time for school. See ya later mom," Spike reached out to turn the door open, only to find the door's locks were still in place. "What the...mom?"
"Where's my goodbye kiss?" Twilight Velvet smiled, batting her eyelashes.
”Mom, c’mon! I gotta go!” Spike replied, continuing to deny his mom of a goodbye kiss. However, Velvet suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his shirt.
”I said, KISS YOUR MOMMY GOODBYE, OR YOU ARE GROUNDED!!!”
Twilight Velvet’s sudden outburst scared Spike so much that he immediately lost his colors and went pale as a sheet.
Scared into compliance, Spike did as he was requested and gave his mother her goodbye kiss on the cheek.
“I love you, mom,” Spike grumbled.
“I love you too, sweetie,” Twilight Velvet smiled sweetly, before she turned scary and threatened, “But neglect your mother again and it will be on the lips! Understand?”
”Yipe!” Frightened, Spike just nodded his head.
Giving his mother a goodbye kiss on the cheeks is one thing, especially in public. But on the mouth…Spike’s not entirely sure if his mom was kidding, or if she meant it. But he doesn’t want to risk it.
Still pale as a sheet, he turned to walk up the steps and entered Canterlot High.
While Spike walked into school with his fellow classmates, little did the young man know however he was being watched.
Watching from across the street, still wearing the new clothes she received from Coco, while wearing a pair of shades, is none other than Mary herself.
“After all this time, it’s here,” Mary said to herself, with her eyes on Spike’s necklace before smirking, “And Coco was right, He is kind of cute.”
As she was on her way to work, which is over at the city hospital, Velvet heard her phone rang and saw that it’s her other son, Shining Armor. Answering her phone through the car’s stereo, Velvet said, “Hey sweetie, what’s up?”
“Hey mom. Just thought I would call and let you know that we got a dead body over at the morgue that came from the hospital.” Shining explained, “I don’t wanna point fingers, but it might be the work of you-know-who.”
Velvet’s eyes widened, “Stella? Now sweetie I told this before, she doesn’t attack someone unless she’s provoked. If she killed a person, it was probably a very good reason.”
“And you're right,” Shining said, “The dead guy in question was Manny Sanchez who had a criminal record.”
“Manny? I knew there was something I didn’t like about him.” Velvet frowned.
“But yeah mom, you need to be more careful with Stella. I can’t always cover for her.”
“Don’t worry sweetie, let me, Stables and Whooves worry about Stella. We’ll check to see what Manny did that made her attack him.”
“OK mom, I’ll see you soon. Love you, bye.”
“Love you too, bye.” After that Velvet hung up before sighing, “Dammit Stella, what are we going to do with you.”
For the entire day in school, Spike had been attending his classes like the rest of his classmates.
He went through trigonometry class, to art class, P.E., and biology class.
It was during lunch when he found a table, with two other girls around his age.
“Spike! Over here!” Called a girl, with purple hair with white stripes, wearing a yellow jacket.
Sitting beside her is a girl with braided silver hair, and eyes framed by a pair of light blue glasses.
“Hey Diamond Tiara!” Spike greeted the girls. “Hi Silver Spoon! Looking forward to the newspaper club, later this afternoon.”
“Which is what we wanted to talk to you about,” Diamond Tiara spoke up.
“What do you mean?” Spike asked, getting the feeling he’s not going to like where this conversation is going.
“It’s about the article you pitched us, the other day,” Silver Spoon cringed.
“What’s wrong with it?” Spike asked.
“Well, first of all, a haunted house? Really?” Diamond Tiara asked sternly. “That’s your idea of a good story for our newspapers?”
“No offense, Spike,” Silver Spoon began. “But we’re looking for real stories. Not superstitious beliefs, or tall tales.”
“Or ghost stories,” Diamond Tiara added. “We need something that’s currently happening in our town. Something everyone would want to read.”
“Well, that’s the only interesting thing I could find at the time,” Spike said in his defense. “And besides, do any of you have anything real and interesting to add to the paper, for our school?”
Diamond Tiara wants to argue but finds herself at a loss for words.
“Touché,” Diamond Tiara sighed in defeat.
“But still, we can’t just post an article about a supposed haunted house,” Silver Spoon stated. “Not unless we have photo evidence to back up those claims.”
“What kind of photos are we talking about?” Spike asked.
“I don’t know! I’m not a ghost expert!” Diamond Tiara replied. “But if you can get a photo of something that’s really scary and isn’t someone with a white sheet over their head, then I’ll consider posting your article.”
“Then consider it done!” Spike slammed his hand on the table, much to the girls’ surprise.
“Are you serious?!” Diamond asked.
“You can’t actually be doing this,” Silver Spoon joined in.
“Like you said, you need real stories,” Spike replied. “And if I can get you photos of the mansion, and possibly catch a snapshot of a ghost, then that’s all you need for your school papers.”
“Are you sure about that?” Diamond Tiara asked again. “That means you’ll be spending an entire night there, past midnight, just for a ghost to appear.”
“And you’ll need a camera, an escape route, and maybe a new pair of underwear,” Silver added.
“I know what I’m signing up for,” Spike replied.
Little did he, or the girls know, however, was that Spike was in for a wild night. His necklace glowing is proof of it.
Within the headquarters of Tambelon Tech, the company’s main executives were gathering towards Grogar’s main office. They received a message from their boss, saying that it was urgent and that they needed to come to the highest part of Ram Tower immediately.
The first to come up were a trio of young women who looked to be in their early twenties. In appearance the first woman had orange poofy hair with gold highlights and brilliant raspberry eyes, the second woman had purple hair with turquoise highlights done up in pigtails and moderate mulberry eyes, and the third and and final woman had cerulean hair with dark blue highlights in the style of a ponytail and moderate raspberry eyes. For attire, all three wore a business suit but each had a different color. The first one wore orange, the second one wore a dark purple, and the third wore arctic blue. All three also wore a necklace with a red gem attached to them.
“Ugh, what does that old goat want this time?” The second woman grumbled.
“Yeah, I was on an important lunch date with some tacos.” The third woman whined.
The first woman just rolled her eyes at the two. “Will you two stop your bitching? If the boss is calling all of us to his main office then it must be very important. So you two better be on your best behavior, got it?”
“Yes Adagio.” Both women sighed
“Still, what do you think the boss wants? He said it was urgent after all.” The third woman asked.
Adagio sighed, “I don’t know Sonata. All that he said was that it was extremely urgent.”
“You don’t think Cinch, Sombra, or even Blueblood are trying to make a move on us do you?” The second woman asked.
“Doubtful Aria. We all would have known about it by now if that’s the case. Even if it was, that meat head Skullhammer would have taken care of them.” Adagio answered.
As they were entering the main office they came across a young man walking up to them. In appearance, he seems to be in his mid-twenties with dark brownish gray medium-length hair and gray eyes. For attire, he wore a dark gray overcoat over a black shirt that has an image of a pentagram, black jeans, and matching cleats. For accessories, he wore a necklace that had an upside down cross.
All three shuddered at the sight of him.
“You three look like fuckable cuts of meat don’t you?” The man said with a slight smirk as he walked by them and entered the elevator.
“What was he doing here?!” Aria exclaimed with dread.
“Don’t worry about it right now Aria. Just keep walking.” Adagio informed her.
They continued to walk until they reached Grogar’s office where their boss and his assistant were there to greet them.
“Greetings ladies.” Grogar said.
“Greetings sir.” All three of them said with a bow.
“I hope you three didn’t have any trouble while coming here.”
“Well, we did run into that pet psycho of yours.” Aria spoke up. “Mind telling us why he was up here?”
“That’s not important right now.” Grogar replied, “Malakai’s reasoning for being up here is mine and Bray’s knowing.”
“If you say so…” Sonata said.
Just then, they all heard a ding from the elevator and four other figures emerged from it.
The first one to come out was a big, burly man in his forties with white hair and matching beard and wore a black business suit with red trimmings. Sitting atop his right shoulder was a little girl who looked no older than eight with light blue hair done up in curls and moderate scarlet eyes and her attire was a pinkish gray business suit.
Following suit was a woman who looked like she was in her early thirties. She had long green hair and matching eyes and if one would look very closely, she may seem to have pointy ears. For attire, she wore a charcoal colored business suit with green trimmings.
The last one to step out the elevator was a lean, lanky looking man with white hair and icy blue eyes. For attire, he wore a dark gray business suit with blue trimmings.
“Ah Tirek, Cozy Glow, Chrysalis, and Storm King, glad you all made it.” Grogar said.
”This meeting had better be good, old man,” Tirek grumbled. “I’m on a tight schedule…”
“Then you best hope that your busy schedule would permit you to stay alive then, Tirek,” Grogar replied. “For this is a matter of life and death. And I’m certain you would rather be alive to see it through.”
“Just skip the unpleasantries and cut to the chase you old goat,” Chrysalis grumbled.
If one could look very closely, they would manage to notice Grogar rolling his eyes behind his thick shades, “Very well. First off, Miss Alucard escaped.”
The executives’ faces turned from haughty and impatient to shock and worry.
“What?! M-Mary got out!” Sonata stammered.
“Indeed Miss Dusk. The truck that was “transporting” her stopped right on the outskirts of this city last night. We sent a team this morning and now we have confirmation that she got out.” Grogar replied.
“Do-Do you know what this means?!” Cozy Glow started in a panic, “Golly not only does it might put Project Daybreak on hold but she might come after us if she realizes that we were the ones who captured her!”
“Not only that,” Tirek growled, “If either Blueblood, Cinch, or Sombra find out that she’s loose in the city, they all might try to capture her and use her to their own ends!”
There will be a total war in the city!” Chrysalis added.
“As much as I enjoy a good bar brawl, or even a gunfight, now and then,” Aria muttered. “An all out war with Cinch, Blueblood, or even Sombra is something I’m not going to survive in.”
“Although, when you think about it,” Adagio began. “It’s rather curious. How could she have gotten out? She was very weak when she was captured.”
“That is the second reason I brought you all here.” Grogar looked up solemnly as he announced, ”The Blacklight Stone is awakening.”
Grogar’s executives all exchanged gasps and looks upon hearing the revelation.
“The Blacklight Stone is awakening?” Tirek asked.
“Golly, what makes you so sure about that?” Cozy Glow asked.
“We have been monitoring a recent spike of monster activities in the area,” Grogar revealed, bringing up a map, showing a massive number of red dots, indicating the locations of monster activities.
“As you can see, the monsters are becoming more active and they are being drawn towards our location. Which leads me to conclude that the Blacklight Stone has been awakened, and it is somewhere in this city.”
“Then we have to find that stone as soon as possible!” Chrysalis suggested.
"No. We wait," Grogar muttered, much to the surprise of his other executives.
"I'm sorry, but what did you say?" Storm King asked. "My ears must be clogging. You want us to wait?"
"You heard me correct, Storm King" Grogar glared. "We wait. With the Blacklight Stone awakening, then it's not worth the risk to get ourselves involved with the shitstorm that is to come. No, we wait and observe until the wildfire whittles down then we make our move. Patience is a virtue after all.”
“But sir, if we do nothing now, not only will Mary escape our grasp again but Sombra, Cinch, Blueblood, or someone else entirely might get their grubby little hands on the Blacklight Stone!” Chrysalis pointed out.
“I am well aware of that Miss Chrysalis, which is why I have many spies monitoring the city. If Miss Alucard left Canterlot, we would know about it.” Grogar said, “Same goes to the Blacklight Stone as well.”
“But sir…!” Chrysalis tries to object again but she suddenly feels a tightness around her throat and could barely breathe. She turns to see that her fellow executives were suffering the same thing.
The executives all began gasping for air with some falling to their hands and knees. They all looked up and saw the orb on Grogar’s cane glowing red.
“I want to get one thing perfectly clear with you all,” Grogar began coldly, “Never will you act without my permission. Should you scheme behind my back, your fates will be similar to Hydia’s. Do I make myself clear?”
Barely any air in their lungs, all the executives could only nod in understanding.
“Good.” With that, the orb on Grogar’s cane dies down and the executives can breathe normally again, “Next time, try not to choke on your own aspiration. Now with that said, this meeting is adjourned.”
After regaining their breaths, the executives all make their leave. After they went into the elevator, it was just Grogar and his assistant.
“You think they’ll listen to what you just said?” Bray asked.
“No.” Grogar simply replied, “They’re all too ambitious for their own good. But I say let them try. They’re bound to slip up.”
“Still though sir, they have a very good point. Miss Alucard won’t stay in this city forever. Sooner or later, she’ll evade us once again.” Bray pointed out.
“I’m well aware of that, Bray.” Grogar said as he blew a puff of smoke from his pipe, “We’ll need a professional to recapture her. However, I’ve already sent Malakai on an important mission and Skullhammer is too busy with security. We’ll need a well trained hunter for this mission.”
Bray’s eyes widened,”Sir, y-you're not suggesting who I think you're suggesting do you?!”
“Yes Bray, I am,” Grogar replied, “I think it’s high time we let Shade off his leash.”
Back at the elevator, the executives were still contemplating what their boss just said as well as disturbed by the warning he gave them.
“I say we should still try to find the stone at least…” Chrysalis said.
The other executives were shocked by this.
“B-But Chrysalis, the boss said to stay put.” Sonata said.
"I don't care what that old goat said," Chrysalis hissed. "If the Blacklight Stone is really waking up, then we need to find it quickly! The sooner we find and secure it, the better!"
“And Mary as well,” Tirek said, “I’m with Chrysalis on this one. We can’t just sit on our asses and do nothing. The longer we wait, the more likely both her and the stone will slip out of our grasp!”
“I agree too.” Cozy Glow spoke up.
“Hey, if you guys wanna risk pissing off the boss man, you go right ahead.” The Storm King said, “I do not wanna end up like Hydia, so count me out.”
“Us either,” Adagio spoke up on behalf of her sisters, “The last thing we want is to get on Grogar’s bad side. You three can go ahead and try, just don’t be too shocked if this latest plan of yours blows up in your faces.”
The elevator stopped and Adagio, her sisters, and the Storm King got off, leaving Chrysalis, Tirek, and Cozy Glow in the elevator.
“Cowards…” Chrysalis snorted.
“Mary nor the stone won't be easy to find.” Tirek said, turning to Chrysalis, “I suppose you have a plan?”
Chrysalis smirked, “Let’s just say I know an old acquaintance who might be able to help us…”
