Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum

Chapters

Escape
Chase
Kidnapping
Medical
Fear
Savage
Hunt
Nightmare
Insanity
Riot
Garden
Flowers
Glitch
Spider
Pumped

Escape

Just so you guys know the Mare-Do-Well character is based off a character in the fanfic "Waking Nightmares". To learn more about this, search up the story and go to Chapters 6-7. Mitta is an OC used in a fan game made by Donitz. If you really don't care who Mare-Do-Well really is, then continue on. If you are not a brony, then what the hell are you doing here? Otherwise, continue!

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Escape

The moon cast the city of Manehatten in a heavenly glow. Ponies bustled here and there for night-time work, seeing loved ones and for some, seeing what kind of cash the rich ones had.

The latters had a habit of looking around every now and then nervously, fearing that they would be caught by the silent guardian of the city. They shouldn't have bothered though. The said guardian was busy at the moment.

At the police station a radio turned on. It was a breakthrough in technology and it was made for a specific purpose. Through the speaker, it crackled a bit, then a voice came out.

"Dr Atmosphere has been apprehended. Mare-Do-Well is en route to Moongate Island."

A dark blur passed overhead the city, carrying with it a white pegasus stallion with a gear Cutie Mark. He was wearing a white lab coat and anyone could have mistaken him for a normal scientist. He was anything but that though.

"Let me go!" The pegasus shouted. "I have bombs on me you know! All I have to do is press this button."

The dark blur ignored him. It wasn't really in the mood for talk.

They flew towards an island in which a large, metal building stood out. It was the safest building in the city. It housed several of Equestria's largest threats. It was commissioned by Princess Luna herself.

It was called Moongate Asylum.

The large metal doors opened, revealing Mare-Do-Well and her captive, Dr Atmosphere. The former had her face completely masked, not showing any expression. The latter was looking at the ground, his expression neutral.

Mare-Do-Well picked him up with telekinesis and shoved him forward, pushing him towards the other end.

An earth pony wearing a sophisticated suit stood silently as they walked over to him, his distaste obvious. His coat was dark brown with an orange mane and tail. His Cutie Mark was a screw underneath a circle with a cross through it. He had a badge on his breast pocket that read 'Warden Point'.

Atmosphere sneered at the pony. "Well, well, well. If it isn't old Sharpie. Have you redecorated?"

"That's Warden Point to you." Point snapped. He turned to one of the guards. "Nut!"

The guard nodded and walked over to Atmosphere. "Ah, Nut." Atmosphere noted. "How are your wife and kids, hmm? Do they miss me?"

"Shut it, Atmosphere!" The guard got up in his face. "A lot of ponies here want to talk to you."

He and two other guards walked him over to a portable restrainer.

"I can walk, you know." Atmosphere complained irritably. The guards ignored him and strapped him in. "I said-! Oh never mind. Just don't crease the jacket."

Point growled. "Get that filthy degenerate out of here."

Underneath the mask, Mitta frowned. She couldn't shake off the feeling of uneasiness. "Warden, something's not right." She said in the voice of Mare-Do-Well. "I'm going with him."

Point frowned at her, clearly not wanting her to go. But he nodded, showing his permission.

The small group walked through the doors, into Intensive Treatment.

Mitta looked at a guard next to her and asked "Is Princess Twilight here yet?"

"Yes ma'am!" The guard responded. "She's, err, waiting down in Patient Handover. She got here just before you did."

A few bright lights snapped on. "Still love your cameras, Sharpie?" Atmosphere called out. "This place is full of them! Where can a stallion get his privacy?"

"I want him locked up securely this time." He ordered. "Another escape and I will lose my support for mayor."

"Don't worry Warden. I've got every available guard watching over him. He won't escape this time." The guard replied.

"He better not Officer South. For your sake."

Mitta paused to listen to the Warden. He noticed, but continued anyway. "Atmosphere is one of our most dangerous patients in here. Curing him will cement my reputation. Inform Dr Heart that he's here."

Mitta walked over to the platform where the guards and Atmosphere were. The platform began going down.

"Look at all this low security." Atmosphere commented as they went down. He was in the tone that one uses when talking about the weather. "My space stations have better security than this."

When the platform landed, they wheeled him over to a large tunnel. It was a detector that told them whether the patient had illegal weapons on them. As they walked towards him, a voice came out from the speakers.

"New patient in the Intensive Treatment lobby." It chimed. "All non-essential staff to vacant the area."

They walked in, pushing in Atmosphere ("Home, sweet home my arse." He muttered.) and the door closed behind them.

"Tunnel's full!" Came the voice of a guard. "Start the scan."

"Activating scanner." came the voice of another guard behind the glass.

"Well," Atmosphere began in a conversational tone as a blue light came down over them. "I won't deny that this is much better that the body search."

All the lights in the room suddenly turned red. "Multiple prohibited items." The guard behind the glass said.

"I want Atmosphere searched again!" Another guard snarled.

"Erm…" The first guard began. "It's not coming from Atmosphere, it's… uh…"

"Oh please." Atmosphere sighed, looking over at Mitta. "What did you sneak in this time, Do-Well? Throwing sticks? Guns? A snack or two?"

Mitta ignored him. He wasn't worth it.

"Scan's green on Atmosphere." The first guard said.

"Get him out."

The doors opened again, allowing them out. They walked out with Atmosphere, who looked at a guard with only three legs.

"I want weapons and magic on him at all times." The guard growled. "Do not let him out of your sight."

"Tell me Hook, don't you think it's time for spring cleaning? There might be a lot of spiders in your closet." Atmosphere retorted.

The guard glared back at him. Atmosphere then turned to a doctor who was looking at him apprehensively. "Ah, yes. You. We have a lot to do together."

The doctor looked uneasy. Mitta shrugged it off as being near one of the most dangerous pegasi in Equestria. They continued forward, pushing him through the hall.

A screen on the wall sparked to life. "Good evening new patient. I'm Warden Sharp Point. Remember to take your medication…"

"Oh boy." Atmosphere muttered. "It's the 'Warden Idiot Show'. I've forgotten how much I hate this place."

As they walked past the cells, the inmates inside them looked at Atmosphere. One started chanting. "At-mos!"

"Quiet!" The guard snapped.

"At-mos!"

"Quiet!"

"At-mos!"

"AT-MOS!"

"I thought I told you to be quiet!"

"You know…" Atmosphere pondered. "They should really change the wiring in the prison. My stallions could have been hurt in that unfortunate fire."

They reached the door, where a canary yellow Pegasus stood, quaking.

Mitta raised an eyebrow under her mask. "You're new." She commented.

Fluttershy managed a smile. "I-I came here to help some of the patients with physical injuries. Right now I need to check your prisoner."

"Yeah, whatever!" Nut snapped. "Just be quick."

Fluttershy eeped. "I'm so sorry, I'm just following procedure."

She went up to Atmosphere, who looked at her the same way one does with an ant. Before crushing it.

Fluttershy gulped. She looked him over. "Th-the patient looks like he's suffered minor p-physical injuries in the last two hours. Eyesight a-appears to be normal."

This was obvious, as Atmosphere was tracking her every move. Looking very scared indeed, Fluttershy continued. "No obvious broken bones. There seems to be-"

"BOO!" Atmosphere yelled suddenly.

Fluttershy yelped and jumped backwards. The guards turned their guns towards Atmosphere, who was laughing now.

"Sorry." He choked. "Couldn't resist. I mean, obviously she still remembers the time that I kidnapped her." He gave Fluttershy an unpleasant grin. "Here's a question. Do you remember the first or second time?"

Poor Fluttershy was clearly terrified now. She whimpered and hid behind a guard. The doctor that had previously appeared uneasy strode up to them, looking angry at Fluttershy's treatment. "He's fine. Get him out of here!" The doctor snapped.

As the small group walked through the doors, Mitta turned back to see the doctor comforting Fluttershy, who was casting fearful looks at Atmosphere.

Mitta glared at Atmosphere. He was obviously enjoying this.

As they walked to the elevator, a chime sounded, then the voice that sounded in the scanner spoke up again.

"Alert, in Intensive Treatment. 'Extremely High' risk level patient in transit. Pacification system active. Shoot to kill permissions granted."

"You heard her!" A guard said. "We've got another psycho on the way!"

As the elevator went up, Atmosphere 'entertained' them with some commentary. "Ah, now who could this be? Extremely high… Might be Jeff, I heard he was in here… Maybe they've changed Flower Power's rating… Ah, Arachnid! Good to see you!"

The elevator had risen to its full height by now. Then what could only be described as a giant spider climbed out of the elevator.

Its body was gigantic and hairy, from the swollen abdomen to the eight legs on it. Where its head would be was the torso of a brown earth pony. The only difference with the head of the creature was that instead of two big eyes that most ponies had, it had eight black, small and beady eyes.

"Get ready!" The lead guard said, a note of fear in his voice. "Keep your weapons and your magic trained on it at all times!"

"It looks angry." Whispered one guard.

Arachnid suddenly stood still. He sensed a presence, a presence that he hated. He turned to the source and snarled when he saw Mitta.

"I've got your scent, Mare-Do-Well." The creature hissed. "I will hunt you down."

Most ponies would have whimpered in fear at this, or run away. Mitta just stared at it coldly.

"Get that… that thing under control!" Yelled a guard.

A collar on Arachnid's neck suddenly sparked, sending the spider down in pain. He writhed for a moment, then stood upright when the shock stopped.

"A toy collar won't stop me!" He snarled. He skittered over to a room. "I will kill you. I will feast on your blood…"

A tense silence filled the room. "Yes." Atmosphere said suddenly. "He definitely needs to do some spring cleaning."

"Ok, move up!" Nut barked. The group walked into the elevator, the doors closing as they got in. The elevator went down.

"When you think about it, tonight is a great night for a party." Atmosphere commented.

"Not where you're going." Mitta pointed out.

"You think so, do you?" Atmosphere sneered. "I still have a few things up my…" Atmosphere looked at his front leg. "Sleeve? Pocket? Whichever."

"Oh really?" The second guard said. "Without any of your famous machines?"

Atmosphere smirked. "Well, in a matter of speaking, yes. I mean, don't you think it even a little bit suspicious that a fire at Alcatrot Prison caused hundreds of my henchstallions to be moved here?"

"Remember when I told you to be quiet?!" Nut snapped.

"Nut, if you honestly think that I'm going to listen to a word you say, then you really did fall on your head at birth."

Mitta glared at him, a question forming in her mind. "Tell me something. You've never let me catch you this easily before. What do you really want?" She asked.

"The usual." Atmosphere replied. "Cloudsdale being destroyed in a tragic tornado that destroys every last bit of it," A massive grin appeared over his face. "The Rainbow Factory, being constructed and sending weather all over Equestria. And dear Fluttershy, finally being punished for being such a terrible flier."

Atmosphere leaned in towards her. "And tonight, I will finally accomplish that dream, thanks to you and a box of matches. Was that the answer you wanted?"

A television screen next to them turned on, presenting them to Warden Point again.

"All patients should avoid contact with prisoners from Alcatrot Prison." He said. "Their presence in our institution is-"

The elevator suddenly shuddered, the lights flickering and going out.

"What's going on?!" The second guard said fearfully.

"Someone get Atmosphere!" Nut shouted.

Mitta obliged. Summoning her magic, she forced a telekinetic hold on Atmosphere's neck. He immediately choked.

"Someone get a light on him!" The second guard ordered.

The lights flicked back on to reveal a black glow around Atmosphere's neck.

The T.V. turned back on. "-temporary. Once again, I emphasize, all Blackgate prisoners should be considered dangerous and must not be approached." The Warden on the screen finished.

"Let… go of me, you loathsome bitch!" Atmosphere managed to choke out.

She let him go, albeit reluctantly. He gasped for breath and glared hatred at her.

The elevator landed. A guard standing outside the doors said "Our guest has arrived."

The chime sounded again. "Intensive Treatment lower floors now at level Red Alpha."

"So you're back. You killed three of my crew when you last busted outta here." The guard growled.

"I did, did I?" Atmosphere asked as he was pushed towards another door. "Well at least Cane's wife wouldn't have been lonely, you would have seen to that."

"And what the hell's that supposed to mean?" The guard yelled, advancing towards him. Mitta stopped him with a foreleg. He frowned at her but stood down. She continued into the hall down to Patient Handover. When they got there, Mitta spied a lavender alicorn at the front desk.

Twilight wrote her name with a quill onto some paperwork and sighed. She had just laid down the quill when she heard someone say behind her "Long night, Twi?"

Twilight chuckled, looking over at Mitta. "Atmosphere invades City Hall and holds the Mayor hostage, leaving it to me to take care of my friends, the army, SWAT teams, the media and on top of all that, you." Twilight replied. "Yeah, it's been an interesting night."

"Hopefully the last we'll ever have with him." Mitta muttered.

Mitta and Twilight walked together. "Where's Spike? I thought you took him everywhere when you needed paperwork done."

Twilight cringed. "Well…"

Before she could answer, a pink, hyperactive, poofy thing zoomed up to their faces. "Well, duh! She takes him everywhere to do paperwork but she didn't feel comfortable taking him to a place with bad guys and crazy guys and stuff so she left him at home for Rarity to take care of him and I think that he was really happy about this but I can't tell you why because that would break my Pinkie Promise and I can't break my Pinkie Promise because that is the most important, most Pinkieish, most unbreakable…"

Mitta lost track of Pinkie after a while. She looked over to Twilight and raised an eyebrow underneath her mask.

"…Yeah, in a nutshell." Twilight said. "Personally, I didn't want him to see Arachnid."

"Can't blame you for that." Mitta said.

They walked (or in Pinkie's case, bounced) over to Patient Handover. When they got there however, a guard stopped them. "Hold it there! Sorry Mare-Do-Well. Moongate staff only."

"I assure you officer, Mare-Do-Well is perfectly capable of handling a few inmates." Twilight assured.

The guard looked uneasy. "Look, I'm sorry your highness. I appreciate the assistance, but she'll unsettle the more violent inmates."

Meanwhile, Pinkie had gone over to Atmosphere, who was being taken out of the restrainer and cuffed. "Hey, aren't you the one who kidnapped Fluttershy? Twice?!" Pinkie accused in her hyperactive way. "How can you be so mean?! Fluttershy is sensitive, that's why I don't play pranks on her, Dashie's a prankster too, she showed me before her meaniepants friend Gilda came and upset Fluttershy, you two have a lot in in common, you'd be good friends with her, maybe I can get you to know her and dadadadadadadadadadadada…"

"You know," Atmosphere said loudly over Pinkie's constant yabbering. "You and Pinkamena have a lot in common."

That shut Pinkie up.

"Obviously, there are the physical similarities," Atmosphere continued. "But… I've noticed that there are some… personality similarities as well."

This struck a nerve with Pinkie. She stood up straight and glared at him with a very un-Pinkie like look. Then she spat in his face.

Atmosphere recoiled, then wiped off her spit with a wing. He smirked, getting pushed along by the guards. "Did I touch a nerve?" He asked sarcastically.

Pinkie looked furious. As Atmosphere was pushed roughly into the room, she came up to the others and hissed. "I am nothing like her."

Mitta would have agreed, but her mind was wandering elsewhere. Twilight noticed this, and asked "Something on your mind?"

Mitta nodded. "He gave up almost without a fight. I don't like it."

Twilight shrugged. "At least he's back where he belongs."

They went into the observation room, looking out onto the handover.

Atmosphere tripped over, landing on the ground with an "Oof!"

"Get up!" The guard escorting him ordered.

Atmosphere started to comply. Then, he suddenly smashed his head into the guard, stunning him. Grinning madly, he threw his cuffs over the guard's neck and began to throttle him to death.

Twilight gasped, Pinkie cried out "No!" and Mitta raised forward.

"Atmosphere's loose!" She said, alarmed. She turned to one of the guards. "Alert the Warden!"

As the guard slowly started to die from suffocation, Mitta prepared to teleport inside.

It didn't work.

"What?!" She gasped. "Why can't I teleport in?!"

"There's an anti-teleport spell!" Twilight answered, horrified at the guard's incapacitation. "It was placed to prevent breakouts!"

Mitta cursed, turning around and bucking the glass with her hind legs, cracking it.

Meanwhile, the guard had died from oxygen starvation. He turned to the doctor and snarled "Uncuff me!"

Terrified, the doctor obliged, getting the keys from the guard and letting him free. The moment he did, Atmosphere head-butted him, knocking him unconscious. He strode up to the door, looked at the security camera and said "Honey, I'm home!"

The magical incapacitating doorway disappeared.

Oh, come on! Mitta wailed inwardly. She gave the glass a few more kicks and completely broke it. She dived out but it was too late. Atmosphere had went beyond the doorway.

As the barriers reactivated, he turned around and grinned at her. "Welcome to the madhouse, Mare-Do-Well! I set a trap, and you set it off without a hit!"

The cell doors on the sides opened, allowing three Alcatrot prisoners out. "Now then, let's start, shall we?" Atmosphere taunted. Then he ran into the opposite observation deck.

The prisoners surrounded her, nervous, but confident. Mitta smirked. Three prisoners weren't a problem. They were an inconvenience.

"Kill her!" Atmosphere's voice came from the comm link.

Mitta bent her head down and blasted the first prisoner with a magic blast. He flew backwards and hit the opposite wall, slumping down, unconscious.

She turned to the second prisoner, who wasn't as confident as before. He turned around and tried to buck her. She turned around, flipping him over on the way and as he turned upside down, she bucked him in the stomach.

He hit the ground, groaning in pain. He got back up though. That was okay. She turned to the last prisoner and held him in a magical grip. She then threw him, headfirst, into the second prisoner. They both fell down, senseless.

"What the hell was that?!" Atmosphere asked over the audio. "I expected more from ponies who have a combined sentence of 843 years in jail!"

The remaining prisoners were allowed out of their cells. "I hope that you idiots can do better than the others! Now destroy her! I have things to do." Atmosphere ordered. Then he ran off.

Four prisoners surrounded her, uneasy. One came out and tried to head-butt her. She responded by jumping up and bringing her hooves onto his head on decent. The prisoner's head collided with the floor. She then suddenly flew towards the next inmate. His eyes widened as she slammed him into the wall and bashed his face in.

She noticed that a prisoner was trying to sneak up on her from behind. She suddenly bucked him in the face, sending him reeling into the ground. Then the fourth and first prisoners rushed at her from different directions. Then they both tried to punch her. She dodged this by ducking down and letting them punch each other in the face.

They both fell down. The first prisoner charged at her. She flew up and picked him up around the chest. Then she threw him into the third inmate, who was just getting up. They collided with each other, sending them into the wall.

At this point, all four inmates were struggling to get up. "Come on, colts." She taunted at them. "I'm starting to have fun here."

The first inmate raised his front hooves and tried to bring them down on his head. At the same time, the fourth inmate tried to buck her. She flipped the first one over her head, bringing him into contact with the fourth stallion. He looked hopeful when his back hooves came into contact with something, but was knocked out by a swing by Mitta's hoof.

The other inmates looked at each other fearfully. Then they both charged at her, full gallop. She just spread out on the ground, causing them to trip over her. She went over to the third inmate, picked up his head with her teeth and brought it back down to the ground. The fourth, terrified now, tried to get up. So Mitta bucked him in the face. He fell down, finally out.

In the observation deck, Twilight pressed some buttons and cursed. "The system's jammed! We're stuck in here. Atmosphere's in full control of the security gates."

"I'll find a way out." Mitta reassured her. "Twi, try and contact the Warden. Let him know what's happened."

"Taken care of." Twilight replied. "Pinkie's on her way now."

"Good. Don't worry. I'll be back."

"Don't make promises you can't keep, Do-Well." Atmosphere suddenly appeared on the screen. "I'm in control of the asylum now. You aren't going anywhere I don't want you to. Understand?"

Mitta glared at him. "If you think that I'll just let you run…"

Atmosphere laughed. "How heroically cliché. If you don't want me to run, then why don't you come and find me?"

The barriers leading to where Atmosphere went suddenly went out.

"You realise it's a trap, right?" Twilight asked.

Mitta turned to the now unblocked passageway. "Of course it is." She replied.

Author's Note

So what do you think? Was it good? Bad? Morally questionable?
I'll try to keep this updated, but my main focus is a fanfic that I'm working on on FanFiction.net.

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Chase

The Mare-Do-Well and the Jeff characters are based off characters from the fanfic 'Waking Nightmares', written by KnightMysterio. Moonbow Peek and Chronicle are OCs made by nightelf37. Mitta is an OC used in a fan game made by Donitz. If you really don't care about this, then continue on. If you're not a brony, then why the hell are you even here? Otherwise, continue!

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum

Chase

Mitta walked down the corridor, seeing dead guards here and there. It infuriated her, so she picked up her pace. Everywhere that madpony goes, death is sure to follow. She thought to herself.

As she walked through, the chime lady sounded. "Warning!" She said. "Security breach in level B3. Warning! Security breach in level B2."

She turned a third corridor, running now. Two inmates came out from the intersection, clearly hoping to ambush her. She merely smashed their heads together and kept running.

"Warning! Security breach in level B8. Warning! Security breach in level B1."

The voice continued. As Mitta looked to the left, she noticed an unconscious guard. She ran to him as he started to get up.

"What happened?" He groaned.

"Atmosphere escaped." Mitta replied. "You're lucky to be alive."

The guard, looking terrified, said "He must have gone this way! Door's jammed. I'll try and get it open."

Before any of them could do anything though, the radio on the guard's chest beeped. A voice came out of it.

"We need help in Pacification. I repeat, we need backup in Pacification. Can anyone hear this?"

"Can you hear me?" The guard asked. "I'm with Mare-Do-Well. Hello?"

"Where's Pacification?" Mitta asked.

"Back down there. You need help?"

Mitta thought about this for a moment. Then she said "No. I work better alone."

"Jeff is free!" The guard on the radio sounded panicky now. "Oh Celestia. He's got Atom!"

"Fishbait, can you hear this? If you can, help's on the way."

Mitta turned and ran down the corridor to Pacification. As she ran, she remembered something. She clicked on her headset radio. "Moonbow, can you hear me?"

"Yes I can." Moonbow replied. "What do you need?"

"Atmosphere's broken loose. He's running free in Moongate."

"Atmosphere…" Moonbow mused. "Which one's he again?"

"The mad scientist. Builds ridiculous contraptions. Obsessed with the Rainbow Factory story."

"Ah. That one." Moonbow sounded worried. "Is the Princess okay?"

"She's fine. For now." A thought struck Mitta. "Where's her bodyguard, Chronicle? He's a good fighter, he did manage to defeat Arachnid once."

"I'm afraid he's not available. He's on leave to tend to some family matters."

"I see. I'll stay in contact."

Mitta turned off her radio. By now she had walked up to a door which she guessed leaded to Pacification. She went through, where two guards were looking through a pacification gate.

"Let him go!" One shouted. "You'll only end up in more trouble if you continue!"

Mitta walked up to one of them. He turned and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw her.

"Thank Celestia. It's Jeff. He got Nitro Atom and strapped him in the chair. Jeff has totally lost it!" He said, close to panicking.

"Wait here." Mitta ordered.

"We can't! If he sees anyone trying to get close, he'll kill Nitro." The guard responded.

She looked through the barrier. A guard with a white coat and a red mane was strapped to the electric chair, the activator being held in the magical grip of a unicorn.

His coat was grey, but that wasn't the scary thing. His face had a mouth that was bloody at the ends but that wasn't the scariest part. The scariest part was his Cutie Mark. It was a knife slash, with the flesh pulled away to reveal the bone, making it look like an actual wound.

Jeff looked at Mitta and snarled. "If I see anything that looks even a little bit like a superhero, then this guard dies. Do you hear me?!" He pressed the button, electrifying the guard.

"He won't see me." Mitta said coldly.

She walked to a stairwell, climbing up to the upper level. After dodging a few computers, she spotted a doctor on another computer, trying to do something. When she noticed Mitta, she said in a Prench (French) accent "This is disgraceful. How did a patient like Jeff get free?"

"We'll worry about that later." Mitta replied.

The doctor looked at him. "He wants to kill the guard, you know. He needs to kill the guard."

Mitta chose not to respond to that. She went to the balcony, which provided her with a view of Jeff and the guard.

"Please." A guard on the balcony begged her. "Jeff has got my buddy. You've got to save him!"

"Keep him occupied." Mitta ordered. "I need to get behind him."

But how? She asked herself. He'll see me coming on the ground, and he'll hear my wings flapping. She looked around, spotting a gargoyle statue on the wall. These old gargoyles should be able to support my weight. After all, I don't weigh much.

She jumped up to the gargoyle, climbing up onto it. She wasted no time in jumping to the other one, then to another one behind Jeff. She looked at him, imagining her alignment, then made a dive towards him.

Inside Jeff's twisted mind, he looked at the guard he was imprisoning. He looked absolutely terrified, which suited Jeff. He liked it when his victims were scared. It was better when he had his knife though. He looked back at the guards begging him to stop. He couldn't see Mare-Do-Well anymore, which made him slightly suspicious. Where was she, if not storming up to him to try and save the guard's pathetic life?

As if to answer this question, two hooves slammed into the back of his head, knocking him to the ground.

Dazed, he tried to figure out what happened. He didn't see her! She couldn't have gotten behind him!

Then he though no more, as Mitta grabbed his mane with her teeth, then slammed his head into the ground.

The guards as a whole breathed a sigh of relief. "Someone put this animal back in his cell." One of them ordered.

As they dragged Jeff away, an anti-magic band on his horn, some televisions flicked on. Mitta went up to them, a familiar voice coming out of it. "Can you hear me? Is this thing on?"

The image stilled, revealing a pink unicorn mare with straight, pink hair, blue eyes and a cupcake Cutie Mark. When she saw Mitta, she grinned. A sadistic, demented grin.

"Finally! I was beginning to wonder whether this was the right channel or not!" She said happily, bouncing back in a disturbing familiarity.

"Pinkamena." Mitta snarled. This actually explained how Atmosphere was able to get past the pacification barrier.

"In the flesh!" She chirped happily. "What, aren't you happy to see me?"

"What do you want?" Mitta spat. She had no wish to talk to Pinkie's insane cousin.

"The usual! Ponies dying in pain, being turned into my lovely cupcakes…" She suddenly stood up straight. "Oh! I forgot! I gotta show you something! One second!"

She disappeared off screen, then returned with two chairs tied together. In those chairs were Warden Point and Pinkie Pie, respectively. They both had gags over their mouths.

Pinkamena put a forehoof over Point's shoulder. "I'm now subbing for the old man!" She stroked Point's head. "Old Sharpie's never been happier. And, I took this as an excellent opportunity to meet my dear cousin!"

Point had a mixed expression of terror and outrage. Pinkie merely gave Pinkamena a look of deepest loathing.

"In case you haven't figured it out," Pinkamena walked closer to the camera. "Today's Atmosphere's big homecoming, and you're the guest of honour. Well, that's what he told me anyway."

"Why even work with Atmosphere?" Mitta asked.

"Why wouldn't I? I've always wanted to punish the pigs that work here. I even baked a batch of them!" Pinkamena went off screen again, coming back with freshly made cupcakes, with various bloody Cutie Marks stitched onto them.

Pinkie looked away from them, tears forming at her eyes. Point stared at them, looking horrified.

"Sorry, MDW. Gotta go. Stuff to do, ponies to kill, that sorta stuff. See ya!" And with that, she bucked into the camera, destroying it.

Mitta's radio beeped. "Mitta!" Moonbow said. "Are you getting this?"

"I hear you. What's happened?"

"Moongate Asylum just vanished!"

"How?"

"Magically. One moment, it's there, the next, its gone invisible."

"Atmosphere has some unicorns in here. They probably casted a disillusion spell."

"That's not all he's done. All police feeds are reporting that he's placed bombs all over every major city, including Ponyville. He says he'll detonate them if anypony sets hoof in Moongate Valley.

"It's being suppressed at the moment, but the story will break at any moment."

"He's lying." Mitta said. "It's just a diversion to keep ponies away."

"How do you know?"

"I know him." Mitta hung up.

"The room's locked down. I can't open the gate. We're trapped in here!" A guard called out.

Nitro Atom sat up, then said. "Try the radio. Control should be able to override the gate."

"Atmosphere's in control." Mitta pointed out. "He's probably the one who shut it down."

The guards looked crestfallen at this, but Mitta had just walked over to a small grate. Using her magic, she pulled the grate off the wall, putting it to the side.

"Hey," One of the guards pointed out. "Mare-Do-Well found a way out! She ripped the grate off from the wall!"

Mitta crouched down onto her belly and crawled into the air vent. As she followed it, she heard Moonbow talk. "Mitta, I'm giving you an insight to the guard radio feed."

Over the radio, she heard some gunshots. "Red Dot, more MGP prisoners. By the boiler!" She heard a guard say.

"Who's that behind them?" The one supposedly called Red Dot asked. There was silence for a moment, then he started talking again, scared this time. "Dear Celestia… It's Atmosphere. He's free, how'd he break out?!"

The radio suddenly shut out. "Sorry." Moonbow apologised. "The feed's down. It's ridiculous, the comms are going up and down like crazy. It's no good, I'll keep trying."

Mitta pushed a grate open, seeing a guard opening a door. He ran inside, her following him once she got out of the grate. The door was marked 'Decontamination'.

The chime sounded. "Warning: Decontamination Room. Toxins detected."

The guard looked through the window, horrified and swearing. The ponies in there were thrashing about, looking at things that weren't there, all the time looking terrified. Some scuttled away like there were bugs crawling up to them. Some cowered like they were receiving an invisible beating. During all this, a green gas swirled around them. Mitta was well aware of what this gas was.

"Warning: Decontamination Room. Area sealed." The chime sounded.

A metal plate rose above the glass, hiding the ponies from view. The guard swore again and said at the room at large, "What is that stuff?!"

"Fear Toxin." Mitta sadly. "It's a poison gas that makes anyone see their worst fears before dying."

"I can see some survivors." The guard said panicky-like. "Are you going to help them?"

Mitta answered by flying up an opened air vent into the room full of toxin. This isn't a simple escape attempt. Mitta though as she pushed open another grate. Atmosphere's been planning this.

She jumped onto a wire platform. A guard was desperately hanging onto it with his teeth. When he saw Mitta, his eyes widened and he made some odd sounds. Mitta grabbed his mane with her teeth and pulled him onto the platform. "You'll be fine." She said. "Stay here."

She jumped to another platform, where another guard had managed to haul himself up. He noticed Mitta. "Mare-Do-Well's here! Just hold on a little longer Potato!"

Mitta blinked. Potato?

She had no time to wonder about this though, as the said guard was trying to hold on with a hoof on a ladder bar.

"I can't!" He cried. "I'm gonna fall!"

Mitta flew up and hauled him onto the platform. "I'm going after the animal that did this." She growled.

"Mare-Do-Well!" The guard below her said. "The extraction system! Potato was trying to get to the control panel at the end of the room!"

Taking note of this, she flew to another platform. To her surprise, a prisoner was holding onto the edge of it.

"I can't believe he left me here!" He snarled. "That son of a…" He noticed Mitta, and groaned. "Oh great. Just my luck, Mare-Do-Well…"

After a short debate in her head, she pulled him up, to the surprise of the convict. He turned to give her a gratifying look before being punched in the face.

Satisfied, she looked around, noticing a control panel in an office that was drenched in the toxin. She took out a blunt throwing knife, did a few calculations and threw it at the panel. It immediately activated, turning on the fans. The toxin soon flew out of the room.

"Attention." The chime sounded. "Air purity is now at normal levels. Attention. Decontamination Room access is now permitted."

"Woohoo!" One of the guards called out. "Go MDW! You rock! Atmosphere doesn't stand a chance!"

Mitta smirked at this, then walked through a door opposite the way she had come in.

When she entered, Atmosphere's voice echoed from the speakers.

"What are you waiting for?" He asked. "I'm so close that you can almost smell me."

She walked along, two inmates coming up to her. One tried to buck her, so she ducked down and attacked the other one. Slamming him against the wall, she picked him up with magic and threw him at the other. They both went down.

She walked over one of them and slammed his head into the floor. The other recovered before she could do the same to him and she just turned around and kicked his head. Then she continued walking down the corridor.

She entered a room where Atmosphere was standing on top of a metal crate suspended by a chain.

He smirked as she walked in, asking, "What took you so long?"

"There is no escape, Atmosphere." She growled. "I will find you."

"Oh, I'm counting on it. But, not yet."

In his wings, he held a button. When he pressed it, the door to the crate opened, stepping out of it was what could only be described as a monster. It stood on two legs and its right foreleg was giant. On both hooves were gigantic claws. Its eyes glowed green. It snarled at her as it walked out.

"Scary, isn't it?" Atmosphere said conversationally at Mitta's shocked face.

It glared at Mitta for a moment, then charged at her. She dodged it, still utterly shocked that Atmosphere managed to turn a pony into this thing. It was like Beast on steroids.

It charged at her again, to the same effect. It glared at her, then picked up a fallen guard and threw at her. As she dodged it, she could hear the snap of the guard's back.

It did this again a few more times before charging at her again. She ran in to see if she could knock it out. It looked at her punch and kick it for some time before slamming its fist into the ground.

She flew back, knocked off by the shockwave it caused. Dazed, she looked around blankly for a few moments before noticing the thing charge at her.

It smashed into her, forcing her off her hooves and into the wall. It raised its fist to pummel her but she blasted it with magic, forcing it to let her go. Then she ran off before it could do the shockwave attack again.

Bellowing with frustration, it charged at her again. Thinking differently this time, she threw a blunt knife at it before dodging. Briefly stunned, it blindly charged into the wall and crashed. Sensing an opportunity, she ran at it while it clutched its eye, punching it and kicking it a bit before it recovered. It did the shockwave attack again, but Mitta dodged it.

Now completely furious, it swung another few blows and charged at her again. Mitta threw another thrower and leapt out of the way. The creature slammed into the wall again. Mitta ran towards it to get another few blows in, but the creature swung its arm around, catching Mitta unawares. She fell to the floor, stars in her eyes.

She stood up dizzily, trying to catch her bearings. The creature however, recovered before she did and grabbed her by the wing. She struggled a bit before the creature threw her against the wall. Her wings hit the wall first.

She felt a surge of pain from her wings and she cried out in pain. Bracing herself on all fours, she vaguely registered that one, her wing was broken and two, she had been standing for some time now and the creature hadn't attacked her yet.

She looked up. Instead of attacking, the creature clutched its heart, then its head and finally, the green, unearthly light coming out of its eyes went out. The creature fell backwards, dead.

"Ah. Well that was unexpected, wasn't it?" Atmosphere said. He turned away, muttering something to himself. He turned back to her. "In the meantime, I need to go do some things. And I don't want you interfering."

"I will interfere." She replied. "I won't allow you to do those 'things'."

"Oh won't you?" Atmosphere raised an eyebrow. "How do you plan to stop me? Would you knock me down from here, making me fall into this bottomless pit? Ending my legacy once and for all?"

Mitta said nothing. She just stood silently.

Atmosphere chuckled. "There you go. You cannot and will not stop me. Goodnight."

And with that, a large metal door opened, the crate going inside and taking Atmosphere with it.

Behind a barrier, a guard groaned, climbing off the floor. He pressed a button and the barriers disappeared. Mitta walked inside.

"They came out of nowhere." The guard explained. "I dragged my buddy in here and powered up the gate. Must have passed out."

"What's through that door?" Mitta asked. "Atmosphere went through."

"We call it Extreme Isolation. Only way in is via the transport system."

"Open it."

"Okay, just need to call another transport."

He walked over to the console. After a few seconds, he frowned. "Something's wrong here. The main security loop is locked."

A screen flicked on. "Of course it is. I couldn't let you just follow me."

"Atmosphere!" Mitta snarled.

"Who were you expecting?" He asked mockingly. "Armour Shell?"

"There's no escape, Atmosphere!" Mitta snapped.

At this, Atmosphere laughed. "Why would I want to escape? I have business here, as you could plainly see from my little monster, and I'm not leaving until I've finished it."

"You won't finish it. I'll make sure of that."

"Oh really? With no Elements of Harmony to help you, I don't see how you can." He tilted the camera to a screen that was linked to a security camera. "I planned this all out before I even assaulted the town hall."

The screen showed Twilight and Nut in the same room. As she turned away from Nut, he brandished a nightstick and wacked her across the back of the head with it. She arched in pain, then fell unconscious.

"The Princess is on her way to Pinkamena as we speak." Atmosphere finished.

A jolt of fury passed through Mitta. Traitor. She thought.

Atmosphere leaned in towards the camera. "If I see you trying to follow me, she dies." He hissed. "Pinkamena's looking forward to it. Miss Sparkle will soon be inside a cupcake." The screen flicked off.

Author's Note

Thanks to nightelf37 for letting me use the Moonbow Peak character! Check him out, he's awesome.

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Kidnapping

The Mare-Do-Well character is based off the character from the fanfic ‘Waking Nightmares’, written by KnightMysterio. Moonbow Peek is an OC made by nightelf37. Mitta is an OC used in a fan game made by Donitz. If you really don’t care about this, then continue on. If you are not a brony, then why the hell are you even here? Otherwise, continue!

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Kidnapping

Mitta glared at the blank screen for a bit more.

“The transport system is down.” The guard said. “Best I can do is open the door you came in. Sorry.”

This was okay. Mitta had a new objective: Find and rescue Twilight.

I should go back to the holding cells. She thought. Nut wasn’t too smart. He would have left a trail.

She left the room, her radio turning on in the process. “Mitta! What’s happened?”

“Atmosphere’s sealed himself off, but he’s not my objective now. He’s got Twilight.”

There was a pause at the other end, then a weak groan from Moonbow. “Oh no…”

“Don’t worry. I’m getting her back!”

“I know, but…”

“But nothing. I’m getting her back! Atmosphere will not win. I won’t let him.” Mitta sighed, deciding to explain her plan. “A guard named Loose Nut attacked her. I’m starting with him. If I track him, I’ll find the Princess.”

“Okay… Be careful.”

Mitta hung up and stormed down the hallway. If only Chronicle was here. She thought. Nut wouldn’t have dared to attack Twi.

The televisions turned on, revealing a smirking Dr Atmosphere. “I’m willing to bet that you’re wondering how I did it.”

She tried to ignore him, but she actually did wonder how he had done it.

“Me and Nut go back a long way.” He explained. “I helped him pay off debts at first and then, when I was attacking a suburb one day, I told him that if he became dead loyal to me, then I’ll give specific orders not to attack his home and family.

“Of course, I kept my word. And he’s been working for me ever since. He even gave me the security codes to help with my takeover. Should have looked at his background, should’ve you?” He taunted.

Mitta ran along the corridors, slightly annoyed with herself. When she reached an intersection, she heard a voice say, “Look at him. Not the big man anymore!”

Deciding that the owner of the said voice wasn’t a guard, she crouched behind a corner. She glanced around and saw two MGP convicts near the entrance to the holding cells, looking down to a dead guard.

“The look on his face!” One of them laughed. “Thought he was going to wet himself!”

Mitta felt a surge of fury in herself. She pulled out a Thrower (the blunt knives) and chucked it at the prisoner. He went down, stunned.

The other one turned around just in time to see Mitta storm up to him. Panicking, he grabbed a pole with his teeth and swung it at her. She stopped it with her hoof, snatched it with her own teeth and hit him across the face with it.

The first convict got back up and ran at Mitta, trying to punch her with his forehoof. She knocked it out of the way and grabbed him in a magical grip. She then smashed his head into the wall. He groaned and fell unconscious.

The second convict tried to hit her with a magic blast but she dodged and retaliated with a blast of her own. He hit the wall and fell down, dazed. Mitta walked up to him, brought his head up and slammed it into the ground.

She bent down to the dead guard. Noticing that his eyes were open, she closed them and continued on her way.

Inside the room that Twilight was in, she looked around. Turning on her radio, she said, “Moonbow, I’ve reached the holding cells. I’m setting up a crime scene.”

“What’s the plan?” Moonbow asked. “Isolate something in the room unique to Nut?”

“Yup.” She looked around. Using Rarity’s excellent spotting skills, she soon noticed a flask of alcohol on the floor. “Here we go. Nut dropped his flask of whisky.”

Moonbow chuckled in amusement. “Sloppy.”

“Tell me about it.” Mitta sniffed at it. “I can follow traces of alcohol from Nut’s bourbon in the atmosphere.”

“Ironic. You’re following two types of atmospheres.”

Mitta didn’t reply. Calibrating her eyepieces, she soon found some particles of whisky in the air. “Well, I’ve got a trail.”

“Good. Follow it. In the meantime, I’ll get every reference to Moongate that I can find. It might be useful.” The radio shut off.

Mitta followed the trail, down the intersection to the front desk. She stopped when she heard the phone ringing. She considered answering it, but someone else did before she could.

“Hello?” A mare’s voice came from the phone. “I’m trying to contact Skybolt. Is he there?”

Mitta’s heart sunk. She knew that voice.

“Skybolt? Wasn’t he one of the colts that I first kidnapped?” Atmosphere’s voice answered.

There was a pause. Then the mare’s voice came back, full of hatred. “You.”

“Yes Rainbow Dash, me. I’m afraid that Skybolt is dead at the moment. He won’t be coming back.”

“You monster… he had a wife!” Rainbow shouted.

“I’m sure you’ll comfort her. After all, you lead the gay pride parade, don’t you?” Atmosphere let out a nasty laugh and hung up.

Fuming, Mitta stormed out the door to the elevators. A guard was trying to call the elevator, growling, “Come on, what’s wrong with this thing?”

Mitta walked up, the guard muttering “Stupid, unreliable, piece of…” He turned to Mitta. “How did Atmosphere get free?”

“Be quiet!” Mitta snapped, trying to figure out something.

“What’s going on?”

She ignored him, focusing on the trail of alcohol. Clearly, Nut had gotten into the elevator and taken it upwards. Before she could do anything though, a voice called out to her from above.

“Uh, uh, uh, uh! Atmos doesn’t want you following us just yet.”

Mitta glared up at Pinkamena, who was wearing her trademark demented grin. “So I devised a way to stall you for time.”
In her magical grip, Pinkamena was holding a detonator. She pressed the button and an explosion sounded.

Mitta looked up. The elevator was hurtling down to ground level with no restraints. Eyes widening, she pushed the guard out of the way and dived for cover. The elevator crashed to the ground, smashing in a loud noise.

Mitta looked at the elevator, damaged beyond repair. The guard was groaning and lying down. Pinkamena was laughing at them.

“There you go! It’ll take you longer to get up here now, and even longer to get through the welcoming committee!”

Mitta couldn’t fly up, her recent injury prevented that. I guess I’ll have to do this the old fashioned way.

The guard looked up at Mitta. “I take it that this is Atmosphere’s doing.”

“Who else?” Mitta replied.

The guard growled. “I told them, he’s a monster! They should fry him!”

“Calm down! I’ll take care of it.” As much as she hated Atmosphere, Mitta was against killing. Unless it was absolutely necessary, she would never take a life.

Mitta looked around. Spotting a platform, she pulled out a grappling device. She aimed at the edge and fired, the claw grabbing the edge and pulling her up. She did the same with another ledge. On the second platform, she noticed a small gap on the ledge. She debated how to grab onto it, eventually settling for using Pinkie’s reality-warping abilities to somehow grab onto the ledge.

This is weird. She was shimmying along the ledge with no clear way to hanging on to it. She reached a point where there was space to climb up but she had to crouch like she was in an air vent.

“Mare-Do-Well. I know you can hear me. I’ve decided to take the liberty to save something for you to listen to.”

Mitta tried to ignore Atmosphere as she pushed open a vent but this sort of thing is hard to do when the said pony has control over every sound system in the building.

As she grappled up some ledges, Atmosphere continued. “Pinkamena and Nut are nearly out of the building with the princess. Before that, of course, they have to get past all those guards. Let’s see how they’re doing, shall we?”

“Hey Nut, what’s going on?” A voice sounded over the loudspeakers.

“Atmosphere’s got more stallions on the way. Coming around the front of the asylum. Gotta stop them getting in! Quick! Get over there!” Nut replied, for all the world sounding panicky.

“Dammit!” Said another guard, as Mitta ducked under an overhang. “C’mon. Everypony, cover the main entrance!”

“How many are there Nut?” A third guard asked. “Wait, hang on, how in Tartarus do you know what-?”

A sudden gunshot came from the speaker.

“Nut!” The second guard said as Mitta shimmied along another edge. “What are you doing?! No! Put it down!”

A second gunshot.

“Nut, what the hell?!” The third guard asked, sounding frightened.

A third gunshot.

“Pinks, it’s clear!” Nut shouted. “Get your ass in here!”

As Mitta leapt over a small wall, she heard Pinkamena chuckle. “You’re some piece of work Nut. A mare could fall for someone like you…”

“Stop flirting with the hired help, Pinkamena!” Atmosphere snapped.

“Hey, I have the right to flirt with anyone I want!” Pinkamena retorted.

“So what did you think of that?” Atmosphere asked Mitta as she climbed into a grate. “I had my doubts about him, but I must say, Nut is proving to be quite the proxy!” He laughed and shut off.

Blood boiling, Mitta stormed to a ledge and heard some prisoners talking.

“So you’re telling me that Mare-Do-Well’s coming here?”

“If you ask that one more time, I am going to stick this pipe up your-”

“Only asking!”

Mitta grappled to the platform, listening in to the prisoners.

“I can’t believe the pink bitch sent us down here to fight her.” One of them muttered.

“Yeah. Why us?”

“We’re just here to slow her down. Pinkamena doesn’t really expect us to win.”

“So we’re just expendable?!”

“Yup.”

Deciding that she had heard enough, Mitta climbed up to the ledge, startling the prisoners. She counted five, which she could handle. She blasted one with magic and threw a Thrower at another.

“Hey! Her wing’s broken!” One of the prisoners noted.

This was true, but it wasn’t a problem. She blocked a punch to the face and responded with a foreknee to the face. She then turned and bucked another one, knocking him to the ground. Dodging a sloppy buck, she hit the fifth one in the stomach with a magic blast.

The first and the third rushed in at once. Mitta hit them both with her hooves and slammed the third one’s head onto the floor. The second one threw a punch at her but she slammed his hoof onto the floor and used the other hoof to knock him to the ground. The fourth one tried to kick her and was countered with a kick to the balls. He yelped and hit the ground, clutching his testicles.

The fifth stood up shakily. Mitta knocked him back down with a Thrower, then jumped over to him and hit him on the back of the head, knocking him out. The first one grabbed a pipe and tried to hit her with it. She ducked and brought her hoof into contact with his back. She then bucked into the second one, who was trying to sneak up from behind.

Noticing that the fourth was still moaning in pain, she decided to put him out of his misery. She grabbed the pipe and hit his head with it, with just enough force to knock him out. The first and the second then rushed in at once. Mitta just grabbed their heads and slammed them together.

She looked around. They were all unconscious.

Her radio clicked on. “Mitta. How’s it going? Any sign of the princess?”

“Not yet, but I’m getting close. Pinkamena tried to slow me down. Dropped an elevator on me.” Mitta replied.

“Did it work?”

Mitta chuckled. “Of course not. I’ll get back to you when I reach the end of the trail.”

The trail in question lead beyond the doors. They were locked, so Mitta ripped a grate from the wall. She crawled through the air vent, stopping when she heard a gunshot and a dying scream.

“Please…” A guard begged. “I have a kid… you don’t have to-”

A second blast sounded.

“You’re right.” A cruel voice whispered. “I don’t have to. I just want to.”

It didn’t take a genius to figure out what happened. Crawling out silently, she heard a laugh of sadistic pleasure.

“Alright, boss says no-one gets past! If anything moves, shoot it!”

“You got it! Anypony coming this way is dead!”

Mitta activated her eyepieces, showing that three ponies were holding guns and pointing in the direction of Mitta’s left. Mitta turned on her radio. “Moonbow, Atmosphere’s stallions have taken control of the Cell Block Transfer corridor.” She whispered.

“That’s not good.” Moonbow sounded worried. “I’ve patched into a guard’s radio. It sounds like Atmosphere’s crew have gotten some weapons to use.”

“I know. I’ll calibrate the mask’s vision mode to isolate armed henchponies.” Mitta replied, doing so. The ponies on her eyepieces turned red.

Hanging up, Mitta thought about her plan of attack. The direct approach is suicide. I need to be smart, and find a different way past them.

Looking up, she spotted another gargoyle. She grappled up to it, looking around. Seeing another gargoyle, the grappled over to it, wishing that she could fly. Grappling over to a gargoyle near the door, she dropped down silently and quietly approached the henchponies.

“So is MDW really coming this way?” One of them asked.

“Who cares? She sticks her pointy head into the room, we blow it off.”

“Yeah! She’s a dead mare walking!”

The convict at the back smirked, focusing on the path in front of him. He was so focused on this that he didn’t notice Mitta grabbling above him. He also didn’t notice Mitta creeping up behind him.

Mitta covered his snout with her hooves, blocking his breathing. He panicked and tried to say something but couldn’t get it out. Eventually, he passed out from oxygen starvation.

Going over to the second one, she wrapped her cape around his head. He cries were muffled as he suffocated, eventually passing out.

She went over to the last one. Deciding to have a bit of fun with him, she quietly went up to him and whispered in his ear, “Peekaboo.”

The inmate spun around. Mitta grabbed his gun, tossed it away and slammed his head into the wall. He collapsed with a groan.

Walking down the corridor, she walked up some stairs where another convict was talking to Atmosphere. “The boys are just finishing off boss. The Moongate chumps never stood a chance.”

“Good.” Atmosphere replied. “Now, Mare-Do-Well is on her way here. I need you to set a trap. She mustn’t leave this building. Do you understand?”

“Yes boss. MDW’s as good as dead.”

“You better keep your promises. Because if I find out that Mare-Do-Well is outside Intensive Treatment, then I will make sure that your family will suffer the consequences.”

“But… but Atmosphere-!”

“No buts. Just do it!”

There was a sound of a television switching off. Mitta crept up to the convict, who was still staring at the screen and gave him a buck to the back of the head. He went down.

The screen flicked back on, revealing a very annoyed Atmosphere. “Oh, for the love of… Is it not possible to kill you?” He sighed. “I guess I should warn my stallions that you’re on the way. After all, that will make things fair, wouldn’t it?” The screen flicked off again.

Mitta turned to a grate on the wall. She pulled it off and climbed inside the air vent. As she travelled through it, she heard the intercom go on and Atmosphere’s voice came out of it.

“Good evening. I am sure that none of you will have any trouble in recognising my voice.”

Mitta reached the end of the air vent, blocked by another grate. A convict was just outside of it, looting a dead guard.

“Now then: Mare-Do-Well is on her way to your position. I’m sure all of you are well aware of what she can do to you.”

Mitta silently pushed the grate open, moving towards the convict. She pulled her hooves over his mouth and nose, suffocating him. He tried to struggle, needing air.

“I want her stopped at all costs. But I need her alive as well. Be sure to remember that.”

The inmate went limp. Mitta slowly set him upon the floor. Activating her eyepieces, she saw that there were two more inmates in the room. She grappled up to a gargoyle and scanned the room. She noted that another convict was on a walkway directly in front and below her.

The inmate walked into a small room, Mitta jumping down and following. When she was directly behind the criminal, she pushed him to the ground and put her cape over his head. He panicked as he suffocated, then passed out.

Satisfied, Mitta crept out of the room. The last convict was directly underneath another gargoyle. Smirking, she waited until he wasn’t looking, then grappled up to the gargoyle above her, then to the gargoyle above the convict. She pulled out a rope and lassoed the convict’s legs together.

He gave out a yelp of fear as she hoisted him up into the air. When he was suspended mid-air, she tied the other end of the rope to the gargoyle. Then she leapt down and glared at the prisoner.

His eyes widened when he saw her. “Let me down!” He begged.

Mitta raised an eyebrow. “If you insist.”

She took out a Thrower and threw it at the rope. It broke and the inmate yelped as he fell down and hit his head on the ground. He went unconscious with a groan.

The intercom clicked on again. “If that had as easy as it looked, then I would have gift wrapped them.” Atmosphere chuckled. “But, it isn’t. I’ve sent a few more henchponies your way.”

Mitta grappled up to the roof of the small room. Atmosphere wasn’t lying. Three more convicts had filed out from the door.

“Atmosphere wants her found! Spread out!” One of them ordered.

“She could be anywhere!” Another hissed.

“Then keep your eyes open.” The first one retorted. “Now move!”

Mitta waited on the roof. Watching, she noticed an inmate climbing up to the room. He crept inside, positioning himself underneath a glass ceiling. Mitta walked above him, and then burst through the ceiling landing on him and knocking him out.

The smash of the glass breaking was like a homing beacon for the other two convicts. She quickly fled the scene, grappling up to a gargoyle. She watched as the two convicts ran to the room.

Iron Flex ran to the source of the noise. Immediately noticing his fallen comrade, he shouted. “Stallion down!”

“I hear you.” The henchpony behind him replied. “Is he okay?”

Flex walked over to the fallen convict and kneeled beside him. “He’s alive. That much I know.” He cursed. “Dammit!
Alright, Credit, I have an idea. But it requires you as bait.”

No response.

“It’s nothing major. You just have to act like an idiot for a few seconds.” Flex insisted.

Still no response.

Slightly worried now, he turned around. Credit’s unconscious body laid on the floor.

Now he was terrified. Holding his gun up high, he looked around desperately. “Oh Celestia help me. Please don’t kill me, I swear, I’ll never kill anyone again…”

A loud bang suddenly sounded. Flex screamed and fired his gun at the source of the noise. “PLEASE DON’T HURT ME!!”

Silence greeted his statement. Then the intercom went back on.

“You are an imbecile.” Atmosphere said coldly.

Steeling himself, Flex crept towards the source. He didn’t find anypony, but the boiler was steaming.

He started to breathe a bit more easily. “Stupid boiler!” He shouted. He turned around, furious with himself.

Mitta bucked him in the head.

The convict went down, unconscious. Mitta did a quick scan of the room to make sure that there were none left.

Atmosphere sighed. “Well, I guess that I can’t have really expected them to survive. After all, they were idiots.”

Ignoring him, Mitta went over to the place where Mitta had first brought Atmosphere in. When she saw the person in the restrainer, she groaned inwardly.

Atmosphere must have figured out how I was tracking Twilight. Nut’s trail stops here. Mitta thought as she looked at Nut’s dead corpse. His body was covered in laser burns.

A door that came from below opened up. “Mare-Do-Well! I’m over here!”

Mitta jumped down, looking at the guard in the doorway. She walked over to him.

“It was a massacre.” He said gravely. “Nut came walking in telling everyone to cover the front entrance.” The guard frowned. “He said something about Atmosphere’s army coming through the main gate.”

He looked at her sadly. “Two of my guys moved to the exit and Nut shot ‘em dead. They never stood a chance.”

“Was Nut alone?” Mitta asked.

“Thought he was, then I saw Pinkamena. She was surrounded by MGP prisoners. They were just killing everyone in the room!

“I had no choice! I got in here, locked the door. I could see the whole thing on the security feed. They had someone with them, it looked like Princess Twilight.”

“Nut is dead.” Mitta explained. “They carried on without him. He must have outlived his usefulness.”

“Good.” The guard snarled. “He was scum!”

Mitta frowned at this. She moved inside the room, walking out the opposite end. As she left, she heard the guard mutter to a dead body. “I’ll look after Bright Tide. I promise…”

Mitta walked through a door, entering what seemed to be a locker room. A radio was sitting on a bench, playing.
“We apologise for this interruption to our regular broadcast.” The news presenter was saying. “Current Affair is live from the Manehatten Bay with some breaking news.”

“This is Current Affair with breaking news in the Manehatten Bay.” A reporter said. “We’re getting reports of an armed siege on Moongate Island. Two minutes ago, infamous supervillian Dr Atmosphere broadcasted to all news channels this chilling message.”

Atmosphere’s voice came from the radio. “Greetings, Manehatten. Now, I believe that now is not the time for lies. I am now in control of Moongate Asylum so you can all consider it out of bounds. If I see any policemen, vigilantes or royalty coming this way, I’ll start detonating random bombs throughout Equestria.

“What will it be? Cheerilie’s School? Manehatten General Hospital? Canterlot Castle? In any case, I am sure that many ponies do not want to see them get destroyed.”

Current Affair came back on. “All access to the island has been restricted, airspace is closed off and early reports suggest that Mare-Do-Well herself is trapped on the island. We’ll be right here, reporting live on any developments. Back to the studio.”

“Thanks Affair. More as it happens.”

Mitta frowned. She was fairly certain that Atmosphere was lying, but there was a sliver of doubt that said that he wasn’t…

Deciding to worry about it later, Mitta walked towards a door and stepped outside.

Author's Note

We're finally out of Intensive Treatment! Hooray! Milestone 1!
Thanks for watching.
Potato.

Medical

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Medical

Mitta pulled the grate off the wall of the filing room wall. She crawled through the grate, some vegetation appearing the closer she got to the end. Pushing the grate off of that, she climbed out, stepping into a thick forest. She walked through the forest until she got to a clearing. She then followed a path that lead to Moongate West.

When she got out there, she noticed that there were bunch of guards everywhere. They didn’t seem to be aware of what was going on.

The P.A. chime sounded, except it was distorted and weird. Then, Atmosphere’s voice came out from everywhere.

“Pinkamena has just informed me that a large crate has dropped from the sky a few moments ago. This one isn’t mine, and I’m willing to bet that none of the guards ordered it either, so I’m fairly certain that it belongs to Mare-Do-Well.” He said. “I need every minion under my command that aren’t currently carrying out orders to go there now and see what’s there. Or smash it to pieces. Either one.”

Mitta frowned. She didn’t order anything. As she walked, she activated her radio. “Moonbow, why did you send me a supply crate?”

“I decided you might need some extra devices.” She replied. “Where are you?”

“I’m outside the Mansion. Thanks for the drop, I-” She stopped, seeing an alarm pop up on her HUD. “Looks like Pinkamena got to it first. If she’s still got Twilight with her, Twi could get hurt.”

“Noted. I’ve sent you the schematics for the entire island. The drop is currently outside the Intensive Treatment Building. It has some explosive gel and a gliding cape in it.”

“Thanks Moonbow.” Mitta said, hanging up. Activating the map on her HUD, she saw that the drop was indeed in front of the Intensive Treatment building. Deciding to take the short route, she went back into the forest, taking the path that lead to the south part of the mansion.

At the end of the path though, was an ambulance chariot. Two dead guards were near it, one propped up on the side. A living guard was kneeling over him. When Mitta came close, he turned to her and said hoarsely, “I can’t believe it. They killed Standalone.”

“Stay with your colleague.” Mitta ordered. “I’m ending this. Now.”

On that note, she retreated into the trees, noticing two thugs with guns. She crept up behind them, bringing one of them to the ground and suffocating him into unconsciousness then going up to the second one and bucking him in the back of the head.

Easy. Mitta thought as she continued to the south part of the island. Sure enough, when she got to the Intensive Treatment building, she saw a crate being smashed viciously by thugs. As she walked over to them, the P.A. sounded again, the chime still distorted.

“To all of my employees and all Moongate Staff.” Atmosphere sounded smug. “I have looked at the data so far and it shows that the entire island will soon be completely under my control in under one hour. Only Moongate West is free right now. But that will change.” He laughed evilly.

The thugs had looked up when the chime sounded, pausing in their relentless assault on the box. When it ended, they looked among each other, smirking.

“Sounds like the boss has everything under control.” One of them said.

“You said it.” Another one grinned. “Moongate will be no more soon.”

“Interesting that you say that.” Mitta commented. “Seeing as I’m going to beat you, then your master.”

Each of the convicts slowly turned their heads towards her.

She punched the closest one in the face.

About two of them held bars in magical grips or teeth. One of them swung a bar at them, but Mitta simply ducked and gave him an uppercut. Another tried to buck her and missed entirely. He blinked and realised that Mitta had completely ignored his attack and leapt over to another thug to kick him.

The first inmate tried to hit her back, but Mitta just grabbed his mane with her teeth and slammed him into the crate. She bounced behind the third thug and bucked his back, proceeding that with a punch to the second one and countering the fourth’s clumsy swing by grabbing his bar and knocking him over the head with it.

The second one was clearly about to go down, getting up uneasily. Mitta rolled over to him, ignoring the brief pain from her wing and slamming her back legs into his face, knocking him out. The first one swung up his hooves and tried to bring them down on her head. She knocked them aside, brought him to the ground and broke his right foreleg.

The fourth one, losing his temper, threw his bar at her. She grabbed it in a magical grip and threw it back at him, knocking him out. The third one started backing away, stammering. Mitta simply blasted him with magic, sending him sprawling.

Satisfied with the battle, she went over to the crate and opened it. She pulled out what looked like and ordinary spray can, except it obviously wasn’t. Picking it up, she inspected it, seeing everything was in order. I’ll probably need this. She thought as she pocketed it.

She then took off her cape and replaced it with the gliding one. This’ll compensate for my broken wing. She put it on, liking how it was so similar to the one she had just taken off.

She then inspected the crate, noting that it was in poor condition. Pinkamena trashed it, probably. Looks like there was a scuffle. An idea struck her. I should scan the area around the drop. There could be a clue as to where she took Twilight.

Activating her lenses, she looked around. On the path she took to the crate, she saw a glass object on the ground. On closer inspection she saw it was a perfume bottle.

Strange. Mitta frowned. This is Twilight’s perfume. Rarity gave it to her for her birthday. There’s no way she’d leave it.

After scanning it, her eyes widened. Hold on! I can track this like I did with the alcohol in Nut’s flask! Twilight, you’re a genius! Leaving me a trail to follow!

Mitta switched on her headset. “Moonbow, I’ve picked up a perfume bottle with Twi’s initials carved on it.”

“It was a birthday gift Rarity gave her last year. There’s no way she’d leave it.”

“Exactly. She’s left me a trail to follow. She’s alive, Moonbow!”

Mitta followed the trail past the Intensive Treatment building, going into Moongate East. It lead up to the Medical Centre building. First however, she saw a friendly pony in the lookout nest. She went up to it, spotting a guard staring apprehensively at a group of six inmates near the entrance of the medical facility.

“Mare-Do-Well, what’s going on?” He whispered. “The crazies are moving towards the Medical Facility. What’s Atmosphere doing?”

“He’s trying to take over the island piece by piece.” Mitta responded. “Looks like the Medical Centre is his next target. Has anyone gotten out of the building?”

“I saw a doctor try and get out…” The guard looked sadly at the front doors. “He was torn apart… thrown into the water. He never stood a chance.”

“You wait here.” Mitta ordered. “I’ll stop them.”

Jumping off the rail, she glided to the building, the inmates noticing nothing. When she got to the building, she slowly walked up the stairs. Deciding to start with a thrower, she got one and threw it at the nearest thug. He went down, alerting the others to her presence.

“It’s her!” One of the inmates said, frightened. Said inmate threw a punch at her, resulting in Mitta knocking it aside and responding with a punch of her own. A second convict used a metal bar, to a similar effect. Two minions tried to take her own at the same time, but ended up with their heads smashed together.

All in all, the fight lasted approximately fifty seconds.

Mitta dusted herself off, sighing in satisfaction. Then she opened the door and strode inside. She didn’t get far though. An incapacitation barrier was in between her, the rest of the building and Pinkamena, who was leaning backwards on a chair, reading a comic book.

When she noticed Mitta, she snapped, “Oi! Get out of here, Mares! This is my ‘me time’.”

“Where’s the princess?” Mitta asked coldly.

Pinkamena smirked. “Wouldn’t you like to-”

“I’m over here.” A voice from the left said.

“Quiet, bookworm!” Pinkamena threw a coffee mug at where Mitta supposed Twilight was.

“Ow! You insane, murderous…” Twilight sounded like she wanted to kill Pinkamena at this point.

A screen behind Pinkamena flicked on, revealing an annoyed Dr Atmosphere.

“Pinkamena!” He snapped, causing her to yelp. “What is she doing here? It’s too early! I haven’t had enough time!”

“Oh, calm down old man!” Pinkamena said dismissively. “She’s behind a barrier that incapacitates anypony who walks into it, she’s stuck there.”

“Well make sure it stays that way! I can’t have her ruining my plans before they’ve even begun!”

The screen flicked off. Pinkamena turned back to Mitta, smiling. “Sorry Mares. You’ll have to find another way. Buh-bye!”

She’s right. There’s no way past the security gate. I’ll need to find another route. Mitta turned around and left.

Once she was outside, she thought about how she would get in. Deciding to go via the roof, she grappled up and looked around. Near the northern part of the building, she spotted a structural weakness. She got out her explosive gel and sprayed it on the wall. Then she backed away a safe distance and detonated it. The wall exploded, revealing a door into maintenance access. Smiling, she stepped into the opening and walked on in.

Atmosphere stepped away from his work, frowning at it. It wasn’t much at this point, just a heap of metal and wires. It was starting to take shape though, so that was a bonus. Deciding to take a small break, he looked over to the data panel. Right now, it showed the percentage of the island he had taken over and how many doctors had been rounded up in the medical building.

Right now, it was showing six out of twenty doctors. It also showed that about nine doctors had escaped and two were the playthings of Fear Feeder.

Oh, please. Atmosphere turned on the P.A. system. “I want all the doctors rounded up. Search every inch of the Medical Centre.” He growled. “And that means every room, every office and every cupboard.” He lowered his voice. “If I see another doctor escape the building, then you won’t! I’ll just order Fear Feeder to flood the rooms with fear gas and leave you to lose your minds. As I’m fairly certain that you don’t want that, GET TO IT!”

He turned off the P.A., agitated. Once again, he started wondering why the majority of the criminal underworld was largely unintelligent. It was like shepherding sheep.

He desperately hoped that Dr Heart hadn’t escaped. He needed her for the plan. Otherwise, the plan won’t succeed. And if the plan didn’t succeed…

Then the Rainbow Factory wouldn’t be built.

And it had to be built.

Otherwise, the terrible fliers like Fluttershy, Derpy, all of them won’t be punished for being so terrible. And as an extra bonus, Mare-Do-Well would be at his feet, begging for mercy.

Atmosphere paused and thought about the last bit. Frowning, he revised it: Mare-Do-Well would be broken, but defiant, waiting for him to kill her.

That’s better. Much more realistic. He thought to himself, grinning as he returned to his work.

Mitta eventually came to a point where she was at a grate that gave her a view of the sanatorium. Looking around, she counted five armed thugs, three doctors and Fluttershy.

“Please…” The said pegasus begged. “Don’t hurt me…”

“Shut it!” A convict snarled. “Get over there with the others.” When she took a while to get her bearings, the convict kicked her. “Move it!”

“Alright…” She sobbed. “I hear you…”

Mitta frowned, trying to think. Why does he need the doctors? Mitta tried a bit more to think about it, then gave up. That doesn’t matter right now. I’ve got to save them!

She silently glided down, a quick scan of her surroundings showing that there was an inmate directly in front of a weak wall. She sprayed her explosive gel, then grappled up to a gargoyle. She got as far away from the wall as possible before detonating it.

It exploded in a massive BOOM, a large stray piece hitting the inmate in the back of the head. The other four inmates jumped in fright and Fluttershy shrieked and assumed a fetal position.

The four inmates got over to the source of the boom, staring at the destroyed wall in disbelief when they did. After quickly checking his pulse, the leader snarled, “Leave him. We need to find Mare-Do-Well or we’re dead!”

They scattered, two joining up as a group. Deciding to take on one at a time, Mitta went over to one who went into the small pen where the doctors and Fluttershy were. The timid pegasus was still crying, the inmate snarling, “Shut up, wimp!”

Mitta glided silently over to him, getting up behind him and putting her hooves around his mouth, wrestling with him until he fell unconscious. Fluttershy sniffled, and looked at Mitta, her eyes widening. “...Mare-Do-Well?” She asked.

“Stay here.” Mitta whispered back. She grappled away, going over to a gargoyle that a convict was going under. Mitta jumped down, landing on the inmate, knocking him to the ground. Then she punched him in the face, knocking him out.

Knowing that the sound would have attracted the other two inmates, she grappled away to a ceiling that also had a weak wall. As the thugs inspected their fallen comrade, Mitta sprayed some more explosive gel on the ceiling.

The remaining two inmates were a bit scared now. Making the stupid decision to split up, Mitta flew over and hid behind a corner, waiting for the inmate to cross her path. When he did, Mitta stuffed her hooved in his mouth, suffocating him as well.

By this time, the last inmate had found the unconscious body of the thug left in the pen. Crying out, “Stallion down! Stallion down!” he looked at the doctors desperately. “Did you see who did this? Where is she?!”

Fluttershy then performed a rare occurrence for her and smirked confidently.

Scared, the stallion yelled out, “Isn’t anypony going to help me?!” Then a realisation struck him. “Oh no… She got you too, didn’t she?!” Scared making way for terrified, the convict wandered into the room to his left, pointing his gun at the entrance. “STAY AWAY!”

Mitta detonated the ceiling, sending stone flying down onto his head.

“Well, it’s lucky there are so many doctors in the house.” Atmosphere said sarcastically over the P.A. “I seem to have a pile of idiotic worthless WOUNDED HENCHMEN!” The P.A. turned off.

“The room’s clear! You’re safe now!” Mitta called out into the room.

Mitta walked into the pen, noting that two doctors were restrained and another was standing up shakily. Fluttershy just looked relieved that they were all defeated.

“I don’t know what happened.” She said. “One moment I was watching everypony do their evening rounds and the next, armed stallions burst into the room.” She sighed. “At least it’s over. Why were they here? And why was Atmosphere’s voice on the P.A.?” Inside Fluttershy’s mind, she was desperately refusing to believe an obvious fact.

Understanding this, Mitta explained. “Atmosphere escaped. He’s now in control of most of the island.” She turned to the doctor. “Did they have anypony with them?”

“They took someone into the elevator.” He replied. “We didn’t know who it was.”

“They obviously didn’t want to be followed. The elevator appears to be powered down. You’ll be safe here.”

“What about the others?” The doctor appeared nervous. “We heard gunfire. They could be dead. We need to help them.”

Fluttershy didn’t look relieved anymore. Instead she looked downright terrified, no doubt from the confirmation that Atmosphere was loose. Then she remembered something. “Oh no, I forgot! Doctor Tender Care was in the Patient Observation Room and Doctor Psychic Hoof went to Surgery!”

“And Doctor Purple Heart went to X-ray.” The doctor added.

“Ok, stay here! I’ll find the other doctors.” Mitta said. She left as Fluttershy and the doctor helped the other two out of the restraints.

She climbed down to the lower level and went through the door, stepping into the upper corridor. Deciding to rescue Care first, she turned left, following the blue line. As she walked, she heard the local P.A. turn on. “Remember, a happy patient is a quiet patient.”

The voice switched to Warden Point. “Let me introduce you all to the sterling work of our new Head of Research, Dr Purple Heart. Since joining our team 2 years ago, Moongate is now at the forefront of research into understanding the pony mind.”

The voice changed to a female, Mitta assuming that it was Purple Heart. “Good afternoon, Moongate. Let’s talk about the mind. How can such a complex entity be understood and eventually treated when it breaks? How indeed.

“Project Savage’s goal is to create a test bed to fully probe our… special cases in a safe, risk-free manner.”

Mitta stopped walking, now fully interested.

“Our goal is to cure the most unfortunate specimens.” Heart continued. “The weak. Those not physically up to the challenge that our medical practices present.

“Project Savage will make us a world-class facility. An award-winning facility.”

“When you or someone you know is seriously distressed…” The voice had changed to a kind, caring voice of a male.

Mitta resumed walking. By now she had gotten to a corner that led right into Patient Observation. She stopped, however, when she heard two convicts talking.

“So who’s the guard?”

“That mean sonofabitch is Hook!” The other convict replied.

“How come he only has three legs?”

“What’s wrong with you? Don’t you know nothin’?” The thug sighed. “Hook had a disagreement with Arachnid a while back. The spider got free, and ripped off Hook’s leg.”

“Ouch.”

Mitta decided that she had heard enough. Taking out a thrower, she chucked one at the back of the thug’s head, knocking him down. The second thug jumped in surprise, then rushed at her.

She punched him twice, then spun around and kicked him in the face. Then she went over to the first thug, pushed him down and knocked him out. The she simply bucked the other thug in the face again.

She walked through the door, seeing two thugs standing in front of a window, watching a furious guard and a nervous doctor.

“Boss, it’s done.” One of them said. “The room is full of gas and Mister Freak Show is stuck in there.” He hesitated, then continued. “Thing is, Razor didn’t get out in time. He’s stuck in there too.”

“Good.” Atmosphere said over the P.A. “That should keep those two there for the time being. Leave Razor though. He
failed me and I do not tolerate failure.”

“Understood boss.”

Mitta walked over to them, knocking their heads together. Hook’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Hook, what happened?” She asked.

“There was an alarm in Medical. I heard someone shouting and found the Doc lying on the floor.” He replied. “When I went to help him, the room was flooded with gas. These doors locked down. We can’t get out. Dunno how long we can last.”

“How brave.” Atmosphere sarcastically commented. “Let’s give Mr Hook a great big hoof! He could use one.” He chuckled.

“You’ll be laughing out of your butt when I get out of here!” Hook snarled.

“I wish you the best of luck in that endeavour.” Atmosphere responded.

“You’re welcome.” Hook said darkly.

“Leave it Hook.” Mitta ordered. “Can you control the ventilation system?”

“Tried. It’s a no-go. He’s disabled remote access.”

“I’ll find a way.”

Mitta turned and grappled up to a ledge, seeing a grate. She pulled it off and climbed inside, ignoring the spider webs. She reached a grate that lead to the gassed room, the deadly green gas filling three quarters of the room.

She walked to the lower part of the L-shaped platform. Spying a power box with her lenses, she threw a thrower at it, hitting it dead on and activating it.

“Mare-Do-Well.” Hook’s voice came out of the speakers. “I don’t know if you can hear this, but the board’s showing power to Fan One.”

The gas lowered significantly, but there was still a lot of the gas still left in the room. She glided over to another platform, noticing something she hadn’t seen before. A MGW prisoner was hanging by a cord that came down from the ceiling,
looking scared. “Atmos never said anything about this part of the plan!”

Mitta ignored him, grappling over to another platform. Jumping to another after that, she turned and saw another power box. She threw another thrower, activating it.

“Power to Fan Two.” Hook sounded better now, hopeful even. “She’s doing it, Doc! We’ll be out of here soon, stay cool.”

Mitta turned around, looking for the last switch, activating her lenses. It was apparently inside a room with a weak ceiling. And the henchpony was conveniently above it.

“Please…” He begged. “I don’t wanna fall in the gas!”

She looked at the ceiling. It was still drenched in the gas, meaning that she couldn’t go down and use the explosive gel.

Unable to see any other way, she threw a thrower at the rope the stallion was clinging on to.

He fell down screaming, breaking the ceiling as he came down. The moment he hit the bottom, his screams amplified as he experienced all his worst fears.

I can’t let that stallion die. I need to clear the room of gas as quickly as possible. She threw a thrower at the last power box, activation the final fan.

“All three fans are green!” Hook said. “We’ve got full power! Room should be empty any time now.”

“Oh, what a surprise.” Atmosphere said over the P.A. “Mare-Do-Well arrives in the nick of time. Next time Hook, I’ll just shoot you and be done with it.”

Hook burst out of the room, sighing. The doctor followed soon after, leaning against a wall, panting.

“So what’s going on?” Hook asked Mitta. “My radio went dead soon after you brought Atmosphere in.”

“He escaped. He’s in control of the asylum.” Mitta replied.

Hook cursed as Mitta left. She had to find Dr Psychic Hoof now. Leaving the room, she ran back down the corridors, following the red trail now. She didn’t find any henchponies surprisingly, so her trip to the door was pretty uneventful.

When she reached Surgery, the first thing she noticed was that Dr Hoof was strapped in a restrainer, unable to move. She walked up to him, an incapacitation barrier activating behind her.

“Mare-Do-Well!” He cried when she reached him.

“Don’t speak. You’re safe now.”

“But… it’s a trap!”

“I know. Just not for me.” She looked up to the televisions above her.

Atmosphere’s face appeared on them. He looked genuinely surprised. “That’s interesting. You must really be the world’s greatest detective. How did you do that?”

His face then settled into one of indifference and he sighed. “Ah well, what do I care? Stallions! Kill her!”

And with that, three henchponies jumped down from the balcony.

Mitta easily tackled the first one, smashing her rear hooves into the second. When she countered the third’s clumsy swing however, two more thugs jumped down, making her fight fit for five. Sighing, she jumped over to stop the fourth from grabbing a metal bar from the wall.

The fifth succeeded in that endeavour though, but Mitta still ducked under the swing and swept his legs out from underneath him. The third tried to hit her again and ended up getting thrown across the room and into the first convict. Then she punched the second in the face, sending him backwards.

The first charged at her. She sidestepped, allowing him to charge headfirst into the wall and sink down with a groan. Mitta then bucked the fifth, who had been trying to sneak up on her. He went flying, hitting the third convict, knocking him out. She then hit the fourth one with her cape, smashed him to the ground and broke his foreleg. He soon fainted from the pain.

“Are you kidding me?” Atmosphere snarled. “Get down there, now!”

Three more stallions jumped down, looking confident. Mitta, focusing on the ones that she had just been fighting, lashed out a forehoof and knocked the second one unconscious. The fifth tried to buck her, but she just flipped him around and punched his head while he spun. He went down.

The three stallions no longer looking confident, they charged as one, yelling. Mitta jumped over the one in the middle and pushed him into the barrier. While she could withstand a shock from those barriers thanks to her suit, they were unclothed and so, the convict screamed a bit before fainting.

The seventh grabbed a bar and swung it at her head. She grabbed it and head-butted him. She then bucked the eighth one, walked over to him and slammed his head into the ground. Finally, she called upon Rarity’s martial arts and kicked the seventh into unconsciousness.

“Don’t get too confident, Mare-Do-Well.” Atmosphere said coldly. “I’m just softening you up. Think of this as a trailer to the main event.”

Mitta walked over to the doctor, freeing him from the restrainer. He sat up, breathing heavily.

“I’m sorry.” He apologised. “I tried to tell you, but I could barely speak.”

“Relax,” Mitta replied. “You’re safe now. I can handle these low-life thugs.”

She then turned around and headed out the door, mentally checking a box that said ‘Rescue Dr Psychic Hoof’. Dr Purple Heart was next.

As she walked, she noticed a vent that lead to the next corridor. Deciding to take a shortcut, she crawled in.

“You’re just going to find out anyway, so I’ll tell you anyway.” Atmosphere said over the P.A. “I’ve got two old friends coming to the party. One is terrified that you’ll leave without saying hello and the other…” Atmosphere chuckled. “Well, let’s just say that you’ll be just as surprised to see him as he will to see you.”

Mitta ignored him, but she couldn’t shake off a sense of foreboding. She blinked, realising that she was at the end of the vent.

When she reached the right turn that lead to X-ray, she heard some thugs talking amongst each other.

“So that’s Doc Heart.”

“Yeah! She can work on me anytime!”

A third one chuckled. “Good luck. We just pushed her roughly into a room she just exited and killed somepony right in front of her. Why on earth would she sleep with you?”

“A stallion can dream, can’t he?”

“There’s a difference between dreams and impossibilities you know.”

“Screw you!”

Mitta shook her head. In all her experiences with criminals, it surprised her how funny they were sometimes. It was like they were all idiots.

Revealing herself, she threw two throwers at the first two thugs, then rushed in and punched the other to the ground. She then knocked him out by slamming her hoof onto the back of his head. The other two got up, eyeing her warily.

She blocked a clumsy punch and retaliated with a buck. She then hit the other stallion who was picking a bar off the floor. She went to the other one and knocked him out on the ground. Then she spun around and kicked the last one to the ground.

Satisfied, she walked into the room, immediately listening to the conversation behind held.

“Why are you doing this?” She heard Dr Heart ask. “I have done exactly as you’ve asked.”

“Look at me! Do you think I care?” Said the aggressive voice of an inmate. “Stop your whining and listen good!”

Mitta activated her lenses, seeing that three inmates were near a breakable wall. She sprayed some explosive gel on it.

“If anyone goes near you without Atmos’ express permission,” The inmate continued. “Then I’ve been ordered to make sure you’re taken out ASAP. Looks like you’re our bargaining chip.”

Mitta grappled up to the ceiling, still listening. “Gotta tell ya, the boss is all over this job.” Another inmate said. “Planned like a military operations. Friends on the inside and out.”

“I am quite aware that this job, as you call it, requires ‘friends’.” Heart said coldly. “What I want to know is why you chose me. Did Atmosphere specify me? Why don’t you let me talk to him? I’m sure we can settle this.”

As Mitta sprayed explosive gel on another wall, she heard a henchpony snarl. “Lady, if I have to tell you once more, I am going to hurt you. You understand? Shut the hell up!”

“If the boss wants to talk to you, he’ll talk to you.” Another thug said. “Till then, keep that trap of yours zipped.”

Deciding to end this before things got out of control, Mitta detonated the gels.

Both walls exploded at the same time, knocking out all the henchponies at once. It was also enough to make Dr Heart panic and scream. “No! Please, no!”

She calmed down though, by some miracle having dodged all the broken pieces. Mitta walked in.

“What’s going on?” She asked. “They were talking like they were in control. Is it true that Atmosphere escaped?”

“Unfortunately, yes.” Mitta confirmed. “But not for long.”

“I’d been studying Atmosphere’s case for months when he broke out.” She frowned. “The Warden was very specific he wanted Atmosphere cured.”

“Bad publicity will affect his campaign for Mayor.” Mitta explained.

Heart snorted. “That’ll be the least of his…” Her eyes shot up in panic. “Celestia, I almost forgot. They said they were moving through the facility, hunting down other doctors!”

“It’s okay.” Mitta reassured her. “They’re safe now. Stay here. It's safe."

And with that, she left.

Author's Note

Wow. I’ve been gone a while.
Ah well. This’ll make up for it. Longest chapter so far, huh?
Thanks for watching.
Potato.

Fear

The Mare-Do-Well character is based off the character from the fanfic ‘Waking Nightmares’, written by KnightMysterio and on that note, Elder Great Heart is owned by said guy. Moonbow Peek is an OC made by nightelf37. Mitta, Ruby, Three Leaf and Grey Hoof are OCs used in a fan game made by Donitz. If you really don’t care about this, then continue on. If you are not a brony, then leave this page immediately and forget you ever looked at it. Otherwise, continue!

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Fear

As Mitta entered the sanatorium, the doctors and Fluttershy looked up from the inmate they were examining.

“Did you find them?” Fluttershy asked. “Are they okay?”

“Yes, they’re safe now.” Mitta said. Fluttershy breathed a sigh of relief.

Mitta heard the door open and close behind her. She turned to see Hook and Dr Heart.

“Mare-Do-Well! We’ve got another problem.” Hook said.

“I need to get back to the Mansion.” Heart explained. “All my research notes are there. We can’t risk Atmosphere getting his hooves on them.”

Why would Atmosphere need her research notes? Mitta thought. “It’s not safe Doctor. The island’s a war zone. You won’t stand a chance.”

“It’s my life’s work!” Heart almost shouted. “You really don’t have the authority to-“

“I’ll get her there, Mares.” Hook said. “If you ask me, it’s about time for a little payback.”

Mitta frowned. “I don’t like it, but…”

A buzzer sounded.

Mitta’s eyed shot open in alarm. “Who called the elevator?!”

“Wasn’t us.” Fluttershy said worriedly. “It’s coming from the lower floor.”

Crap. “Hook, take Dr Heart!” Mitta ordered. “Get her notes and then find somewhere to hole up. Everypony else, go to the observation room. Barricade yourselves in!”

As they all followed their orders, Mitta grappled up to a gargoyle. The doctors, Fluttershy and Hook escaped in time for the elevator door to open and release three thugs.

“Spread out. The boss wants her found.” One of them ordered.

“I hate the stink of hospitals.” Another grumbled.

Mitta watched them spread out, effectively making it easier for her to beat them. Noticing an inmate leaning over a rail, she dropped down and crept up behind him. Putting her hooves over his mouth, she suffocated him into unconsciousness. Then she grappled up to a gargoyle.

One of them had walked up to the platform and was approaching another gargoyle. She grappled over to it, waited until he was underneath her and lassoed his hooves. He gave a yelp as he was hoisted into the air.

The last convict heard and ran over to him, his jaw dropping when he saw him.

“How’d you get up there?” He asked, confused.

“Please, let me down!” The tied up one begged.

Mitta glided over to the last convict, smashing her hooves into the back of his head. He went down to the ground and Mitta finished him off. She looked up to the last convict, who had fainted from the blood going to his head.

Mitta walked into the elevator, the doors closing behind her. She pressed a button to allow her to go to the lower floors. The moment she did, the screen inside the elevator turned on.

“Too easy!” Atmosphere smirked. “Think about it I’ve got you trapped in a little metal box, hangin precariously over a deadly drop. What’s stopping me from blowing the emergency brakes and dropping you to your death?”

“Because it’s like you said.” Mitta replied. “It’s too easy.”

The elevator started to go down. “Exactly!” Atmosphere sarcastically applauded. “Congratulations for figuring that one out. I’ve got a few more surprises in store for you. Prepare to face your fears. All of them.”

The screen flicked off. Mitta suddenly inhaled an odd whiff of something and coughed. She hacked for a bit, then righted herself, just as the doors opened.

“Please Dr Mindworks, don’t do this!” Someone pleaded from inside a room.

A distorted voice replied evilly. “ThErE iS nO mInDwOrKs.”

As Mitta approached the window looking out into the room, she noticed that the room was flooded with fear gas. There were two doctors and a guard wandering about, terrified about things that only they could see.

“OnLy ThE fEaR fEeDeR.” The voice hissed.

Mitta looked about the window. The doctors and guard were starting to fall down, their minds collapsing under the onslaught of terror.

WHAM

An inmate pressed his head against the window, staring straight at Mitta. “Please, get me out of here! Oh, Celestia!”

Mitta saw a shadow of an earth pony against the wall. She ran to the hall, only to see that it was blocked by bars.

She saw a pony rush pass, too fast for her to properly see who it was.

“Huh.” Atmosphere commented. “Looks like he was right. I didn’t want to know what he was doing down there.”

Mitta got out some explosive gel, going over to a wall. She sprayed some on it, then blew it up. She ran through the small tunnel.

“Tell me, Mare-Do-Well, what are you really scared of?” Atmosphere asked softly.

Mitta ignored him, jumping down a ledge.

“Failing to save this cesspool of a city?” Atmosphere pressed. “Not finding the princess in time? Or is it watching in horror, as I complete my plan and wipe you from existence?”

The P.A. turned off, Mitta leaping over a box. She jumped down from another ledge, looking to her right…

…And double blinking in shock and horror.

Twilight was clinging to a grate, badly injured in several places. She stared right at Mitta with pleading eyes.

“Please…” She begged. “Help me, Mitta…”

She was suddenly dragged off by an unseen force. She was then heard in the form of a scream.

“NO! PLEASE!”

A loud *snap* followed this.

Panic completely overrode Mitta’s sense of logic. Running over to a grate, she quickly pulled it off with her magic. She climbed in and crawled across as quickly as she could. When she reached the end, she head-butted the grate, leaping out.
She then spotted the prone form of a lavender alicorn.

No… Mitta slowly walked over to her, fearing the worst. Using her hoof (for some reason, her lenses weren’t working), she felt for Twilight’s pulse, desperately hoping that she was still alive by some miracle.

Nothing.

Mitta closed her eyes to stop the tears. She opened them and said hoarsely, “I’m sorry Twi.” She then closed Twilight’s eyes, which were still open.

An evil cackle came from the hall to Mitta’s left. She turned towards it, fury bubbling up. She stood up, determined to end her assailant’s life. But first…

Mitta turned on her headset, slowly trudging towards the source of the noise. “Moonbow?” She said into her mic. “I… I’m sorry. I was too late.”

“I’m sorry, the number you dialled isn’t available. Please leave a message after the tone.”

Mitta froze where she was, confusion starting to leak into her mind. “Moonbow? Are you there?”
“Please hang up your phone.”

Mitta got nothing after that. Now more than a little scared, Mitta crept along cautiously. She couldn’t understand how someone could hack into her mic like that. It wasn’t really possible.

SMASH

Mitta spun around. The floor behind her had split open. And out of it crawled a rotted, bony hoof…

Mitta’s mouth dropped open as she saw a zompony climb out of the hole.

It wasn’t one she recognised from Sunnytown, but it was definitely one from there. It groaned, its gender ambiguous, and noticed Mitta. It then slowly trudged towards her, a hoof stretched out.

Fear gripped Mitta heart like ice. NO! NOT AGAIN!She spun around and ran down the morgue. As she did, more zomponies smashed through the walls, stretching out to her, wanting to turn her into one of them.
Mitta ran so fast that she smashed through the door to the morgue, slamming it behind her.

Panting from the sheer terror that she was going through, Mitta slowly turned around, taking in her surroundings. The left and right walls had cabinets where the dead ponies were stored and in the centre were three benches that Mitta assumed were for testing the bodies.

Mitta frowned. She could have sworn somepony had just whispered ‘Get out of here’.

Mitta looked around. Twilight’s assailant had to be in this room. There wasn’t any other place to go.

GeT oUt Of HeRe…

Mitta blinked. She was definitely hearing things now.

GeT oUt Of HeRe…

Mitta inspected the middle. Apart from the three tables, there was nothing suspicious.

GeT oUt Of HeRe…

Shut up. Mitta thought.

GeT oUt Of HeRe…

Mitta gulped. She inspected the left wall. Nothing unusual. Same thing with the right one.

GeT oUt Of HeRe…

The voices were more insistent now.

GeT oUt Of HeRe…

Scared, Mitta started to go back to the door. She then remembered that there were a few dozen zomponies out there who wanted to convert her.

GeT oUt Of HeRe…

Mitta decided that she would be able to handle it. She was seriously scared by now.

GET OUT OF HERE!!!

Mitta ran out the door, slamming it shut behind her. She turned around to deal with the undead ponies…

And did a double take, realising that she had just arrived in the room she had just left.

Swallowing hard, Mitta looked around. The only real difference with this room is that there were three body bags on the tables. She walked up to them with the intention of opening them.

She opened the one on the left … and gasped. “R-Ruby?”

The look her dead sister gave her was one of disappointment. “Why did you let me die? You were my sister…”

“I-I didn’t…” Mitta started, but her sister was already dead again.

Mitta turned to the right body bag… and jerked back as if struck. “Grey Hoof?!”

The smirk he wore was one of complete confidence. “You lost that day, Mitta. I won.” He died.

Mitta turned to the third body bag. She didn’t really want to know what was in that one. But she had to find out.

She opened it, frightened apprehension filling her. Maybe it’s Twilight, or Three Leaf, or Elder Great Heart, or-

A faceless monstrosity leapt up from the body bag and stared at her.

Mitta shrieked and fell over. She quickly got back up in a battle position. However, when she got back up, there was no indication that Slendermane was even there. Mitta turned around, breathing heavily.

She blinked.

The other half of the room had been ripped apart. The door was gone and there were holes in the floor. Beyond her, parts of the medical centre had been formed into what looked like a series of platforms. All of these things were floating. And all around her was a stormy vortex.

Mitta proceeded cautiously. She walked past the doorframe (or what was left of it) and came to a point where there was a gap between her and another platform. Mitta leapt, barely managing to scrabble on to it with her hooves. She jumped to a bigger platform, missed and used her grapple to get back up.

Mitta jumped up on the platform, looking around. Everything was ripped apart and it was raining on her. She looked up, frowning. The Mare-Signal was silhouetted against the sky. The actual projector was on a higher platform.

Something SCREECHED into her mind. Mitta staggered, vaguely aware of somepony cackling madly. She leaned up against the wall, her head spinning. She heard a smash, looked up and saw a hoof with needles attached to it.

Mitta jumped behind a wall as she heard an all-too familiar laugh. Something scorched the ground as it looked over it. When it moved, Mitta dared to look around the corner.

She saw a hovering brown earth pony with a skull Cutie Mark. He was wearing a horrifying mask, his eyes glowing as he looked over the landscape.

“PoOr LiTtLe MaRe.” Fear Feeder chuckled. “YoU’rE iN mY wOrLd NoW.” He turned back to Mitta’s hiding spot, which she managed to retreat to just in time.

Once his gaze disappeared, she ran to the next wall, going up some stairs in the process. She had immediately gotten the idea to stay out of Feeder’s line of sight, moving only when he couldn’t see her. Right now, he appeared to be moving only in a circle, so that made him predictable.

Mitta leapt down to a lower level and crouched down to hide over a small wall. Once Fear Feeder swept over her, she sprinted for another floating platform and leapt over to it. Fear Feeder cackled madly as Mitta jumped up to another platform.

She ‘grabbed’ and indent in the wall, waiting for Feeder to look away. Once he did, she climbed up and hid behind another short wall, playing it safe. She leaped to another platform once she was out of his sight.

On this platform, she saw a fragile wall. Once Fear Feeder was looking away, she ran up to it and sprayed explosive gel all over it. She ran back behind cover and detonated the wall.

The sound was enough to make Feeder say “WhAt WaS tHaT?” and glide over to her platform. He inspected one side of it, then looked over to the other side. When he did, Mitta ran from her hiding spot and jumped to another platform.

“WhAt ArE yOu TrYiNg To Do?” Feeder said suspiciously. He eventually stopped looking at the one spot and started rotating again.

But by that time, it was too late for him.

Mitta had reached the Mare-Signal.

She frowned, trying to think of why it was there. Then it hit her.

It’s a symbol of hope in a world of fear. I can use it to defeat Fear Feeder. With that in mind, she started to push it to point towards him.

“WhAt ArE yOu DoInG lItTlE mArE?” Fear Feeder looked around. When he spotted Mitta, it was too late.

The Mare-Signal fired a beam of pure hope, smashing into Feeder’s chest. His eyes widened, then he started to shake and then he screamed…

Mitta’s vision turned white. Then everything cascaded back in.

She was back in the morgue, but there was no sign of Slendermane, any body bags, frightening voices or, worryingly, Fear Feeder. Mitta looked around, seeing that Fear Feeder must have left her, thinking that she would go insane from the gas that, she now just realised, she had inhaled in the elevator.

Her headset flicked on. “Can you hear me? Mitta! What’s going on?”

“Moonbow.” Mitta said with a sign of relief in her voice. “I’m okay.”

“What happened? I lost contact. Are you sure you’re all right? Have you found Twilight?”

Deciding not to answer the last question, Mitta replied, “I’m fine. I had a little run-in with Fear Feeder. I’ll get back to you in a bit.” She flicked her radio off.

Mitta left the morgue (It still gave her the creeps). Once she did, a hopeful thought struck her. She ran down the corridor, arriving at the spot where she had supposedly found Twilight’s dead body and stopped. All that was there was a dead guard.

It wasn’t Twilight! She realised. Mindwork’s gas must have affected me more than I thought.

“Having some trouble down there?” Atmosphere teased over the P.A. “Can’t decide what’s real and what’s just a figment of your twisted little mind?” Atmosphere chuckled. “It’s the same here with most of Moongate’s patients. According to them, everything gets easier once you give in.”

The door directly in front of her suddenly thumped. Activating her lenses, Mitta saw that there were three thugs smashing at the door. Deciding to set a trap, she sprayed explosive gel on the floor, hid behind a corner and waited.

When they smashed the door in, Mitta detonated the gel, sending them flying back. Walking up to the nearest stunned inmate, she smashed her hoof into his head, knocking him out. She did the same with the next one.

The last one got back up however. This one was telekinetically holding two knives. Mitta knew how to deal with this.

She went up to him and swept her cape across his face, stunning him. She then bucked him in the face, knocking him out.

Atmosphere sighed. “Very well. No more tricks. One last puzzle and you can have Twilight. And a little more.” Atmosphere chuckled. “You have no idea how much I’m looking forward to this.”

Mitta walked down the corridor that the door lead to, thinking to herself. Atmosphere had mentioned two surprise guests. She had only found one of them (Fear Feeder) and she was at bit of a loss as to who the second one was.

She arrived at a blocked up door. Another door lead to an alternate entrance. She walked through it, arriving in another corridor. She walked down it.

A television flicked on, revealing Atmosphere’s face. “Your precious princess is just through the glass. Take a look.”

She did. He was right. But Pinkamena was also in the room.

“Pinkamena’s under strict instructions to kill the bookworm if any of my stallions even think you’re in the room.” Atmosphere explained. “They’re patrolling down there and I’ve told them all that you’re on the way.

“So here’s the deal.” Atmosphere leaned in. “If you can find a way to get to Pinkamena without anypony realizing, I’ll give you your next… ah… present. Fail, and Princess Twilight Sparkle dies.” He chuckled. “Tartarus, if you do manage to succeed, then I may even give you Death’s number.”

Mitta pulled a grate off a wall, crawling through. She fell down to a small chamber where two thugs were chatting.

“Atmos’ not messin’. He wants the princess kept safe from the Mare. Anypony gets near her, and it won’t be me carrying the can.”

“Don’t worry.” Another convict said confidently. “Nothin’s getting past me. MDW’ll be a dead mare, and I’ll be famous.”

“Whatever. Get over there and keep looking. Now go!”

When Mitta exited the grate, there was a convict right next to her. Doing a quick check with her lenses, she suffocated him and dragged him out of sight from anypony else. She went over to another grate and pulled it off the vent, crawling in.

She exited again, finding another convict. She suffocated him as well, putting him in the vent when she was done. Using her lenses, she saw another convict searching the lower levels. She crept down, making sure to stay quiet.

Pinkamena giggled over the intercom. “You should really dye that hair of yours a different colour. Purple on purple really isn’t stylish.”

“Do you think anything you’ve got to say matters to me?” Twilight asked aggressively.

Mitta finished suffocating the lower henchpony, confident that no-pony would be able to see him from down here. She crept back up and sneaked behind the last convict. She struggled with him for a moment, then he passed out.

Inside Pinkamena’s crazed mind, she saw a worthless excuse of a princess. After all, what worth was a princess who couldn’t even save herself?

“Anypony seen Mares?” She asked over the P.A. “Didn’t think so. She’s a chicken! The villains have won again!”

It vaguely occurred to her that in most fanfics the good guys won, but she batted it aside. It wasn’t worth making her stressed about it.

SMASH

Pinkamena looked up in time to see Mare-Do-Well smash through the glass ceiling on top of her. Before she could do anything more than widen her eyes and think, Oh shi-, she was on the ground, unconscious.

Twilight blinked, then chuckled. “You took longer than I thought you would.”

“He’s out of control.” Mitta said as she untied Twilight. “He’s got some sort of plan, but I don’t know what it is... I’m not sure I can stop him this time.” She admitted.

“You’ll do it.” Twilight said reassuringly. “Mitta, listen. We’re not alone here. There’s… something down there.” She pointed towards a small glass room. “I didn’t see what it was.”

Mitta frowned. What could be in there?

The television in front of them switched on. “Well, that took a while.” Atmosphere said. “Wondered when you would get there.”

“Be quiet.” Mitta said coldly, turning to walk down the stairs.

“Oh, am I getting to you?” Atmosphere asked mockingly. “Good. Heh heh heh. You’ll never believe the next bit.”

Mitta opened the door. She looked up… and her eyes widened.

Twilight’s eyes, however, went over to the computer nearby. She went over to it and frowned. “It wants Dr Purple Heart’s log in… I think I know it…”

“Never mind that.” Mitta said sharply. “Get behind me. Now!”

Twilight obliged, looking upwards as well. Shock and fright quickly flooded her face.

Mitta just looked at the pony strapped to the ceiling and whispered, “Beast…”

Author's Note

Author’s Notes
Cliff-hanger! Yay!
Now, unfortunately I’m going to be postponing the next chapter in favour for an origin story for Dr Atmosphere. It’s going to be pretty good if I say so myself. It’ll be told mostly from the viewpoint of Atmos himself and will cover major events from his foalhood, to his adulthood.
WHOOP-DE-DOO CELEBRATION
Thanks for watching.
Potato.

Savage

The Mare-Do-Well character is based off the character from the fanfic ‘Waking Nightmares’, written by KnightMysterio. Moonbow Peek is an OC made by nightelf37. Mitta is an OC in a fan game by Donitz. If you really don’t care about this, then continue on. If you are not a brony, then leave this page immediately and forget you ever looked at it. Otherwise, continue!

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Savage

Beast used to be a scientific experiment that went wrong. He was given experimental chemicals that acted as extreme steroids. They mutated his body chemistry and completely changed his physical appearance. While he still acted like a pony, he had horrible claws sticking out of his hooves, sharp, pointed teeth and he had become both a carnivore and a cannibal. He was one of the eight assassins that once tried to kill Mitta due to a bounty on her head. The last time Mitta saw him, he had destroyed half of Ponyville and was at the peak of physical strength.

Now though, he was just a thin, frail-looking brown earth pony strapped to the ceiling by the use of some device with tubes. The tubes in question where pumping out a red liquid which Mitta assumed was Beast’s blood.

“I thought he broke out of Alcatrot!” Twilight exclaimed, alarmed.

“Cut… me… free…” Beast begged. It was disturbing to see him beg like this.

“Who did this to you?” Mitta whispered.

Beast’s eyes flashed with anger. “Dr Heart… the witch… drained the Snarler from my blood… must… stop her…”

The computer screen next to them switched from a black screen to Atmosphere’s face, which was smirking. “Sorry, Beast. The good doctor won’t be a problem for much longer.”

“YOU!” Beast roared. “You’re the one… who got me into this… get me out of it!”

Dr Atmosphere chuckled darkly. Holding up his wing, he revealed what looked like a detonator. Leaning in, he said, “If you insist.”

He pressed the button.

Immediately, the red liquid changed green as a new compound flooded down to Beast. He started to scream in pain as the stuff changed him. His muscles bulged and grew larger and larger and larger. His teeth started to sharpen and claws burst out of his hooves.

Usually it would stop right there. But in this case, Beast kept growing.

Realising what was going to happen, Mitta turned to Twilight and said, “Twilight! Run!”

Twilight complied as Beast finally grew as large as he was going to get. The tubes suspending him from the ceiling snapped as Beast hit the ground, creating a cloud of red smoke.

Mitta glared at the smoke, ready for Beast to come charging out.

A different Beast charged out though. The Beast she remembered still walked like a pony and had smaller claws and teeth… but this monstrosity was different. His claws were longer and sharper and his teeth resembled a dragon’s teeth. Added to that, he was like the monster that broke Mitta’s wing. He stood upright and his muscles were HUGE, bigger than they were when they first met.

Reaching her, Beast raised his fist and tried to punch her. She nimbly dodged the hit and punched him in the face.

Not the slightest reaction, except to pick her up and throw her through the wall.

She smashed right through it, hurting her damaged wing even more. She hit the ground, barely noticing Beast walk through the wall he smashed through and chuckle darkly.

“Have fun.” Atmosphere taunted.

Mitta stood up. Beast was probably liking his chances right now. And honestly, she couldn’t blame him for that right now.

The first thing he did was charge at Mitta. She dodged aside, realising the moment she stopped momentum that she could’ve blinded him with a thrower. Beast charged again, but got hit by a thrower, blinding him. Mitta barely got out of the way in time.

Beast smashed into the wall, stumbling around dazedly. To Mitta’s surprise and annoyance, he recovered very quickly. He glared at her, turned and (to Mitta’s shock) ripped part of the wall out. He turned around, grinning, and threw it at her. She dodged the projectile and it smashed against the wall.

“You will not escape me again!” Beast snarled. With a war cry, he charged again. Mitta threw another thrower and dodged out of the way as Beast crashed into the wall. This time it did the trick, as Beast clutched his head and swung blindly. Mitta rushed up, punched him once, twice, and then jumped onto his back. He tried to grab her, but Mitta just ripped a tube from the contraption out, then jumped off.

Furious, Beast brought his fist up. Mitta quickly jumped off the ground as Beast slammed his fist down, making the ground shake.

“Is that the best you can do, Beast?” Atmosphere asked, sounding bored. “That’s a shame. Now I have to send my stallions down there.”

On that, several inmates jumped down from the railing. Dodging a piece of the wall thrown from Beast, Mitta started to attack the thugs. Now having to juggle between attacking the thugs and Beast, Mitta decided to attack the thugs first, then move on to Beast.

She knocked down two, countered a buck from the next one, then dodged a charge from Beast. He hit one of the thugs that was starting to get up. He went flying, hit the wall, then fell back down, unconscious.

She grabbed another convict, knocked him to the ground and broke his leg. She turned to the next one, countered his punch and knocked him out as well.

As Beast charged again, she stunned him, rolled out of the way and watched him crash into the wall. He recovered quickly, ripped out part of a support column, and threw it at her. She dodged aside, but realised that Beast had used that as a distraction so that she wouldn’t notice his charge.

She threw another thrower and dodged aside, letting him crash again. She punched him twice and ripped out another tube. She then had to leap off the ground to avoid his shockwave attack.

“Need more help, Beast?” Atmosphere asked. “Very well then. Get down there!”

On that, another seven stallions jumped down. Sighing, Mitta threw a thrower at one, and bucked another. As she was fighting, Beast ripped out another piece of the wall and threw it at her. She dodged and it hit three henchponies.

Mitta winced as they hit the ground. She sincerely hoped that they would survive. It didn’t look like a particually big section of the wall.

She ran over to one and punched his face. Another tried to catch her unawares, but she flipped him over and broke his foreleg. Beast charged at her again, but only hit another convict, knocking him out.

The last two thugs charged at her as one and tried to hit her at the same time. Mitta counted this by ducking down, picking one up and throwing him at the other. They both went down.

Beast charged again, got hit by a thrower and hit the wall. Snarling with fury, he ripped out another section of the wall and threw it at her, but she dodged again.

“Stand down Beast. Now!” Mitta snapped.

“No.” Beast growled. “Not until you’re dead.” With a yell, he charged again.

It ended the same way and Beast hit the wall. Mitta charged in, dodging his blind punch. She hit him two times, jumped on his back and ripped out another tube. She ran off and jumped as Beast slammed his hoof down onto the ground, causing another shockwave.

By this time, the room seemed to have had enough. Debris started to fall down from the ceiling and onto Beast. Mitta stumbled, looking around. Noticing an exit, she grappled up to it.

After crawling around in some things that weren’t exactly wanted, Mitta climbed out of a stallionhole. Wincing from the pain of the battle, she massaged her shoulder. Already knowing what was going to happen soon, she brought up her command panel and typed up some commands.

She felt a hoof on her shoulder. “Mitta! Are you alright?”

Mitta turned. “I’m fine Twi. Where’s Pinkamena?”

“Gone.” Twilight grumbled. “Must’ve gotten loose while Beast was throwing you around.”

Mitta looked at Twilight in concern. “We need to get you off the island.”

Slightly annoyed by this, Twilight said, “I’m not a rookie. I can handle myself.”

And then the wall next to them exploded.

Hit by some bricks, Mitta flew backwards and hit the ground. She winced, then felt herself get lifted into the air by something with claws.

“I will break you Mare-Do-Well!” Beast roared. “And then the witch!”

“No, Beast.” Mitta growled. “This time, I break you!”

It was it this point that Beast noticed some bright lights coming his way. He turned…

…and saw a silver-white star-shaped aircraft coming his way.

Seeing an opportunity, Mitta kicked away from Beast, getting her out of his grasp. Distracted, he didn’t move as the star-thing smashed into him. With Beast on its hood, the star flew into the water surrounding the island.

“You need to get back to the mainland.” Mitta said once she and Twilight had reached the docks. “It’s too dangerous here.”

“I don’t like leaving you here.” Twilight frowned, clearly wanting to help. “I don’t want to leave Pinkie and Fluttershy here too.”

“Fluttershy’s safe and I’ll rescue Pinkie.” Mitta responded. “The radio claims that Atmosphere’s planted bombs around Equestria. Equestria will panic. You’re needed there.”

Twilight didn’t like it, but she knew Mitta was right. As she prepared to fly off, she asked Mitta, “The condition Beast was in… it wasn’t like it was when he destroyed Ponyville… what happened?”

“I don’t know.” Mitta admitted. “But I’m going to find out.”

Twilight nodded, having full confidence in her, and flew off.

Once Twilight was gone, Mitta activated her radio. “Moonbow, go through the city’s computers. Pull up anything that references Dr Heart. I’ll go through it all when I get to the Mare-Cave.”

“Ok.” Moonbow sounded amused. “You should hear Silver Star right now. He’s demanding that you build him a new flight vehicle.”

Mitta smirked. She had a good reason to use Star’s vehicle. Due to his refusal to reveal his real identity and Mitta’s failure to find out, she didn’t trust him and the two usually came to blows. To her, sinking Star’s Shooting Star was payback for a recent insult.

“Tell him I’ll get to work on it as soon as possible.”

“Got it. So do you think that Dr Heart’s been experimenting with Snarler, the same chemical that turned Beast into that animal?”

“Yes. I’m worried. Beast seemed somehow stronger than usual. Atmosphere appears to want the Snarler and that can only be trouble.”

“Hmm…” Moonbow sounded worried. “You sure you’ll be okay?”

Mitta chuckled. “It’s me, remember?”

Mitta walked along. There weren't any thugs at the moment, which was quite odd, so she continued, walking to Moongate South. As she walked, Moonbow asked, "So what's the deal with Dead Pony's Point? It's been a favourite suicide location on Moongate Island for over 100 years."

"Yeah, I know." Mitta replied. "I once saved an unfortunate inmate from jumping off into the rocks below. I found a cave entrance and over they years have moved a number of supplies here. It's a regular home away from home."

Mitta came to a wall which she quickly grappled over. This lead to a path which lead to a cave which, in turn, lead to Dead Pony's point. Mitta walked through the cave, grappling over ledges and opening up a metal door. This lead to a room which had a small pile of pony skulls in the middle. Ignoring them, Mitta climbed up a ledge and came out to an outlook.

At this point, Mitta knew that she had to be careful, since she couldn't fly at the moment. Spreading out her cape, she jumped down and glided over the sea. She quickly turned and landed on another outlook, which seemed to lead to a bare wall. As she stood in front of it though, an unseen scanner scanned her from top to bottom. Once it was finished, the wall slid down as a female voice said, "Identity confirmed. Disabling countermeasures. Security deactivated."

Mitta walked along a tunnel, which lead to a steel walkway upon which a waterfall was crashing down. Mitta went through the waterfall and over to the end of the walkway, at which point she said, "On."

The entire cave lit up as lights and equipment responded to her voice. Mitta ran and jumped off, gliding down onto the main platform. she landed and walked up to the giant computer that had Luna's symbol on the screens. She turned it on.

"Moonbow, what have you found?" Mitta asked, turning on the comm link.

"According to this, Dr Heart was heading up a project." Moonbow replied. "It was big, a lot of external funding. Here are the last notes she filed." A window opened up. "I can't make any sense out of it. What does it mean?"

Mitta frowned. "It looks like she was experimenting on the Moongate patients." Mitta brought up a 3-D image that had the words 2.0B SAVAGE at the bottom. "This new chemical only barely resembles the original Snarler compound.

"There have been multiple changes that appear to amplify the strength of the drug." Mitta continued. "Multiple references to a Titan formula. Even a small amount could cause a Snarler-like transformation in the host, eliminating the need for the storage tank that Beast requires."

Mitta blinked. "Hang on... these notes aren't complete! The formula is missing! This must be the secret that Dr Heart is hiding. If Atmosphere gets his hooves on this, he'll create an army of a thousand Beasts!"

"Forget about Atmosphere, think of what'll happen if Pinkamena gets the formula!" Moonbow said.

Mitta did. It was enough to send a chill down her spine.

Mitta opened up a supply crate and pulled out a claw-like object. She attached it to her grapnel and looked at it for a moment. Then she walked down the stairs, saying, "I'm going to find Dr Heart. She was heading to the old mansion with Hook. I'll go up top via the catacombs."

Mitta pulled down three supply crates from a walkway, not really caring what was in them. She jumped onto the walkway and ran across, pausing only to wait for a door to open. She then came out into an area that was basically a walkway. Noticing a grate cover, she pulled out her Claw, fired, then pulled the cover off.

Grappling up and crawling in, Mitta heard a thug start talking. “Sorry boss. Took a little longer to find her that you figured it would.”

“OH, I’m sorry!” Mitta heard Pinkamena’s voice instead of Atmosphere’s. “I’ll try to be more precise next time I’m planning an island takeover!”

“No! I didn’t mean-”

“Criticism I can take, I mean, I’m not perfect! Well… come to think of it, I’m pretty close to perfect, aren’t I? Where was I? Oh, yes.

“Criticism, from a worm like you, a worm who’s only crawling around freely because I opened his cell, is something I will not tolerate!”

“I’m sorry boss! Really, I didn’t mean it like that! Please!”

“Well, seeing as you’re so apologetic, I’ll just send somepony over to break your wife’s forelegs.”

“But Pinkamena-!”

“Do you have a problem with my generous nature?” Pinkamena hissed.

“Err… no, um, I guess not… err, thanks?”

“Don’t mention it. Let’s just consider the matter closed. Did I ever tell you the one about the guy who came home to find his wife a paraplegic?” Pinkamena laughed a crazed laugh and seemed to hang up.

Mitta walked up behind the thug and took him down silently. Then it turned out that Pinkamena hadn’t hung up.

“Hello? HEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOO?” She asked. “Hmm, wonder who got you, Mares or Arachnid. Hey Arachnid, you there? No? Pity.”

Mitta walked along. Turning a corner, she noticed five henchponies. Pulling out her grapnel, she fired at one. It immediately latched on the henchpony and pulled him towards her. The others noticed Mitta and charged.

Mitta attacked one and knocked him down, then countered an attack from the third. She bucked the fourth in the face and threw the fifth at the one she had pulled down. The second got back up and pulled a bar out of the wall. When he swung it at her, she ducked and flipped him over.

The fourth threw a box at her. She grabbed it and threw it back, hitting the convict. The third tried to hit her again but Mitta simply grabbed his hoof with her forehooves, twisted it around and snapped it. She then knocked the first one down again just as he was getting up again. This time, he stayed down.

The second rushed in and instantly met Mitta’s back hooves, knocking him out. The fourth and the fifth tried to hit her together but just wound up having their heads smashed together. Getting on top of the fifth, Mitta slammed his head into the ground. The fourth stood up shakily and then got bucked in the face again.

The fight over, Mitta walked away, thinking. One thing she noticed about these thugs was that they all had party hats and face paint in six different colours – orange, lavender, pink, butter yellow, cyan and white. That alone was a sign of a member of Pinkamena’s gang.

Another thing was that the thug she met before had referred to Pinkamena as ‘boss’. She was fairly certain that Atmosphere wouldn’t allow Pinkamena to be called ‘boss’ since he had planned the whole operation. So obviously something had happened during the short time she had been gone. Question was, what had happened?

Going through a passageway, she noticed that the path had two ways to go. Deciding to go to the left, she came across a door. Frowning, she tried to open it. It was locked though. Darn. So there goes the left-

SMASH

Mitta jumped back, alarmed. Through the broken glass, she saw some sort of monstrous face glaring at her.

“I will find you.” Arachnid snarled. “Rip your flesh like paper.”

And with that, he left.

Right. Not that way then. Mitta thought. She turned and went down the other end.

Mitta’s radio turned on as she walked, allowing Moonbow to say, “I’ve been looking into Dr Heart’s records. According to her bank records, there have been multiple payments starting April until two months ago. Then nothing. The payments came from a company owned by a mister Big Cash.”

“One of Atmosphere’s aliases.” Mitta mused. “So, Atmosphere pays Dr Heart to create his army and then all of a sudden he stops. Doesn’t make any sense.”

“I’ll look deeper.” Moonbow said.

Mitta reached the end of the tunnel and went through a door. She looked at the catacombs, thinking. These buildings are falling apart. I can’t use the grapnel. I’ll have to climb up the old fashioned way.

Before Mitta could start climbing, Moonbow clicked on again. “Hey! This is odd… the payments didn’t stop exactly. They were declined. Dr Heart put a block on her account.”

“Sounds like she had a change of heart.” Mitta decided. “She tried to block the payments. Atmosphere doesn’t like it when his partners try to back out.”

“So he decided to get himself back to Moongate, find the formula and create the army himself!”

“Exactly.” Mitta agreed, hanging up. Looking around, she found a starting point. She pulled herself up to a ledge and then leaped to a platform.

As Mitta leaped to the platform on her right, Moonbow started talking again. “I’ve looked into Dr Heart’s private electronic mail. The first is a resignation letter dated last week. Sounded like she was trying to get away.”

Mitta jumped to the next platform then the next. “And the second?”

“A message from… Pinkamena, surprisingly enough. It’s a long thread. Heart’s begging to stop the experiment, says it’s too dangerous. Pinkamena’s not listening… let’s see, random threats to her family, a couple of bad jokes… a picture of a dead foal and a threat.”

“Go on.”

“She says, ‘Atmosphere’s coming for you! He wants what he paid for!’ And then another joke about wheelchairs, lovely… and a drawing of some kind of donkey.” She said the last part a bit confusedly.

“No mystery as to why she’s so scared.” Mitta frowned. “I’m coming up to the surface, I’ll find her.”

Mitta walked up a fallen support column and then jumped to another platform. She jumped up to another piece of stone and then jumped to a water-flowing bridge thing. From there, she walked along another fallen column and to another piece of stone. She then jumped to the final platform and went through the tunnel.

Going through a door at the end of the tunnel, she entered a room which appeared to have a lot of stairs. She walked up them, eventually coming up to a weak wall. Getting out her Explosive Gel, she sprayed a bit on the wall and detonated.

The broken wall revealing a chasm, she leapt across it and to another door. She went through it, once again in Moongate Asylum.

Author's Note

You might be wondering, why am I releasing this when I haven’t finished Atmosphere’s origin story? Truth be told, it’s a bit longer than I was expecting, which meant a longer break and that’s not really fair to you guys. Or girls. Whichever.

Anyway, back to working on this and maybe once I’m finished with Dr Atmosphere’s story, I’ll move on to Pinkamena’s.

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Hunt

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Hunt

Mitta emerged from the catacombs and into a ruined building that didn’t seem to have much purpose.

A distorted chime sounded, followed by Dr Atmosphere’s voice. “Good evening Moongate residents.” Atmosphere sounded furious. “As you are all well aware, Pinkamena has decided to abandon me in order to pursue her own ambitions. Let me remind you all that anypony who wears the ridiculous make-up that she forces on her thugs will be shot without hesitation.”

That explains a lot. Mitta thought as Atmosphere continued. “As for another issue, you are all aware that Mare-Do-Well is still on the island. This is easily rectified. I have snipers on the towers that will shoot any hat-and-cape-wearing vigilante that they see.”

That was true. Using her vision, Mitta saw that there were two snipers on the towers. Wonderful. So now those thugs have full access to the armoury. Grappling up to a tower, she grabbed the thug from behind and choked him to unconsciousness.

She noticed that this stallion was definitely part of Atmosphere’s group. He had plain, grey clothing on him with a symbol on his shoulder that looked like a gear with a circular rainbow inside of it.

From there, she noticed that the other sniper was beginning to focus on her. She quickly dived into the small room on the tower and hid, waiting until the sniper had turned around.

Once he did, Mitta grappled over to the tower. But she didn’t pull herself over the railing. Instead, she shimmied along until she was below the inmate.

From there, she pulled herself up, slammed his head into the rail and pulled him over the side, magically attaching a rope.

She pulled herself up and looked around. There were four inmates down on the ground. Deciding to get into a fight, she glided down and hit one of them in the back of the head.

This surprised the others. One was holding knives. Swiping the one with knives across the face with her cape, stunning him, she knocked him to the ground. The third convict tried to buck her, but got flipped over. The fourth was simply knocked to the ground by a thrower.

The second (the one with the knives) tried to attack her, but she dodged his blade attacks and then stunned him before bucking him. The fourth got back up and rushed in at her. Mitta blasted him with magic, sending him flying.

The third tried to send a blast of magic at her, but Mitta rolled out of the way and pulled him over to her with her new Claw. While he stumbled, Mitta tackled him to the ground and punched his face. The first tried to hit her with his forehoof but Mitta knocked it aside and retaliated with a punch of her own.

Mitta then blasted magic at the third and knocked him out. The fourth staggered uneasily, so Mitta threw another thrower at him, sending him to the ground for good. The second tried to slash open her throat, but on the third time he swished the blade, Mitta ducked down, flipped him over and bucked him in the stomach.

The first, seeing how his companions had fallen, ran like Discord was after him.

Chuckling at the sight, Mitta threw another thrower, knocking him out.

Deciding not to waste any more time, Mitta ran towards Moongate West to the old mansion.

The only problem was that the entrance to the old mansion was inside the forest.

Mitta followed the forest path. It was dark and spooky during this time of night. All the better, since any thugs she met would be jittery anyway.

As she neared the clearing, she heard a group of thugs.

“Atmos is pretty pissed about ‘Mena’s betrayal and all.”

“Oh, yeah? How’d you figure?”

“Saw him in his office. He looked like he wanted to strangle somepony with his bare hooves.”

“Why’d she leave, though? We had a pretty good thing goin’ on.”

“Dunno. Maybe she wanted to take the island for herself.”

“Nah, that ain’t Pink’s style.”

“How’d you know?”

“’Cause I used to work for her. She’s crazy. Stabbed my buddy just for the hell of it.”

“Oh. Why’d you switch?”

“Didn’t you hear what I just said?! But that’s not all of it. Atmos pays better than her.”

Deciding she’s heard enough, Mitta walked towards them. Then wondered whether she had to bother fighting at all, since they all seemed rather scared.

Mitta hid behind some trees and sprayed some explosive gel on it. Then, backing away, she detonated it.

It exploded, creating a loud noise that frightened the inmates into screaming. Looking in the direction of the explosion, one said, “Y’know… I reckon we can patrol this place later…”

“Yeah, I’m with ya. Let’s go.”

The convicts left, while Mitta grinned in amusement. Walking into the clearing, she chose the path that lead her to Moongate Mansion and took it.

His invention was only half-finished, but Atmosphere had just received some news from a loyal henchpony and it was an issue that had to be resolved. Grinding his teeth and fiddling with his dashboard, he at last found the frequency he was looking for.

The back of Pinkamena’s head suddenly appeared. “-And that’s how you can cook about fifty different types of deserts, each with the organs of ponies.” Pinkamena turned to the screen and grinned. “Hey, Atmos! How’re ya doing?”

In the background, Pinkie Pie was glaring at Pinkamena while Warden Point looking bored with the whole ordeal he was going through right now.

“Pinkamena, get your minions out Moongate Mansion right this instant!” Atmosphere snarled. “That formula is mine, by right!”

Pinkamena snorted, waving a hoof dismissively. “Re-LAX. If you want the formula so bad, then we can share it, ten-ninety.”

“I want all of it.” Atmosphere said through gritted teeth.

“No-can-do, Gassy.” Pinkamena giggled. “I want in on some of that gigantic monster action. And besides, I was your little helper! I deserve some!”

“Listen here, Tartlet,” (Pinkamena’s smile flickered a bit) “If you don’t remove your henchponies this instant, then I will devote all my energies to destroying you. Understand?”

Pinkamena did a pretend thinking expression, then said in a cheerful voice, “Nope!” She then overturned her screen, laughing madly.

Atmosphere growled in fury. He shouldn’t have gotten Pinkamena to help him with this. He should’ve gotten someone like a corrupt guard. With Pinkamena, it was impossible to predict her. One moment, she’s planning a highly complicated heist, the next instance she’s just performing random violence or serial killings.

He couldn’t let Pinkamena get her hooves on the formula. If she did, then his plans will never come to be.

And to think that the only obstacle I foresaw was Mare-Do-Well. Atmosphere thought bitterly as he went back to his machine.

To his surprise, he found Fear Feeder near it.

“Do you need something, Mindworks?” Atmosphere asked.

“Yes, I do.” Feeder replied, his mask off. “I need to get inside the old mansion.”

Atmosphere blinked. “Why?”

“Simple. Mare-Do-Well will be going there next, so if I drive her insane before she gets her hooves on the formula…”

“That makes sense, but how do you know that will work?” Atmosphere said. “The last time you tried to use your chemicals on her, she broke out of the medical facility and defeated Beast.”

“That was merely because the gas wasn’t potent enough.” Feeder explained. “Before she fell into the nightmare phase, she wasn’t hallucinating enough. If the subject doesn’t hallucinate enough, then their minds stay strong and don’t break.”

Atmosphere thought about it. It made sense. If Mare-Do-Well could be broken before she found the formula, then his stallions could still get it before Pinkamena.

“Very well.” Atmosphere said. “I’ll get some convicts to smuggle you into the mansion.”

Fear Feeder smiled, putting a different mask than the one he was wearing before. “ThAnK yOu.”

“I seem to be losing stallions like there’s a plague in town!” Mitta heard Pinkamena laugh over the intercom. “I guess the Mare is back.”

Mitta was about to open the door to the mansion before realising that there was probably an incapacitation gate behind it. Stepping back, she grappled up to an overhang on the mansion. Seeing a venting grate on the wall, she pulled it off with her Claw and then grappled into it.

She exited into a room where there was a door on the other side. She went through it and heard some thugs talk.

“So who do you reckon the pink one was?”

“Pinkamena.”

“No, the one ‘Mena had.”

“Oh, that one. They’re cousins.”

“What? She doesn’t seem to like her all that much.”

“Which one?”

“Uh, the poofy one.”

“Well, how would you react if you had a psycho for a cousin?”

“Huh. Good point.”

Mitta looked at them. They were part of Pinkamena’s gang. There were three of them, one was holding a gun.

Deciding to tackle the higher threats first, Mitta glided to him and bucked his face. The other two were surprised and didn’t react as Mitta bucked the second inmate and blasted the third.

All things considered, it wasn’t much of a fight.

When she was done and dusted, Mitta walked up the stairs and tried the door. Locked. She backed up and spotted some ventilation shafts above her. She grappled up to them and looked around. She quickly noticed the grate above her, so she took it down with her Claw and then grappled up to it.

It lead to an abandoned room with a weak wall in it, so Mitta took out her explosive gel and blew it open. Crawling into a grate, she crawled along until she fell down and landed on an overhang. Then she heard Pinkamena over the intercom.

“Pinkamena here! And with a little update for you all. Good news is: we have Doc Heart. Bad news is: she’s not talking. She’s hidden the document somewhere in the mansion and I want it found!

“I’ve got a few plans to loosen her tongue, but in the meantime, search every nook and cranny. There’s a shiny prize for whoever finds them first.” Pinkamena giggled.

I need to find those notes before Pinkamena does! Mitta thought desperately.

“She sounded mad.” One of the thugs muttered. “Hurry up and find them!”

“Prize, huh?” One of the goons grumbled. “The last prize that Pinkamena offered cost my buddy his legs. Pinkamena was laughing for hours.”

“This is such a waste of time!” One of them shouted. “The notes aren’t even-”

WHAM

Mitta slammed into the thug, knocking him down. Landing, she did a quick head count. There were ten henchponies, including the one she just glided into. This was going to be slightly difficult.

Mitta flipped over to the next henchpony, kicking him in the face. The third tried to punch her in the face. Mitta countered the clumsy swing and hit the convict in the stomach. The fourth had a bar and swung it at her. She stopped it with her hooves, ripped it out of his teeth with magic and then cracked him over the head with it.

Mitta bucked the fifth and threw a thrower at the sixth. The seventh threw a box at her, so she caught it and threw it back. The eighth and ninth came in together and tried to hit her at the same time. Mitta ducked, blasted one with magic and bucked the other. The tenth had a knife, so Mitta stunned him with her cape and then punched him.

The fifth tried to hit her again, but ended up on the floor with his foreleg broken. He passed out. The first one tried to jump on her but Mitta just dodged out of the way and then punched him twice. She would have punched him a third time, but a thug had managed to hit her.

Mitta stumbled for a moment before regaining her bearings. The third tried to take advantage of her momentary distraction, but Mitta stopped his punch and blasted him with magic. The tenth ran in, swishing the knife at her. On the third swing, Mitta punched his stomach, flipped him over and broke his foreleg.

Throwing a thrower at the seventh, Mitta ran over to the second. When she got close enough, she flipped over him and then jumped back and kicked him. She then blasted the fourth with magic and countered a buck from the ninth. The first picked up the pipe and swung it at her. Mitta ducked under it and then flipped over the henchpony.

Mitta jumped to the sixth and picked him up. She then threw him at the second. The sixth got back up but the second didn’t. The eighth threw a box at her, so she caught it and threw it back. It hit him and knocked him down. The ninth flew in at her, so Mitta picked up the pipe with magic and held it out in front of him. He hit the bar and went down.

Mitta threw the bar at the third, knocking him unconscious, and then punched the sixth in the face. The first one went for the pipe but got hit by a thrower, getting knocked out. The seventh tried to buck her, so Mitta flipped him over and bucked him back. He didn’t get back up.

The fourth and second came in together to attack together, but both had their heads smashed together, getting knocked out. The seventh, terrified now, started to say something, but Mitta just jumped in and gave him an uppercut.

Well, that’s that. Mitta thought. I need to be more careful though.

Mitta walked over to the statue of Mildew Moongate, then up the stairs. Looking around, she decided to go through the door to her left, since the one on her right was completely barricaded by bars. She went through it, immediately noticing that a thug had a guard at gunpoint.

“Just shut up, we’re in control! Where did she go?!”

“I don’t know.” The guard muttered.

“Answer me!”

“I said I don’t know! She could be anywhere!”

As Mitta walked up behind the convict, he growled, “You’re not getting out of here, you know.”

The guard smirked as he saw Mitta come up. “Oh, yeah? Look behind you.”

“Do you think I’m some sort of idiot? You think I’ll just turn around so one of you lame asses can jump on me?!”

“Yes.” Mitta stated.

As the thug spun around, Mitta knocked his gun out of his hooves and punched his face, knocking him out. When he hit the ground, the collar around his neck started making a noise that sounded somewhere between a laugh and a sob.

“What does that collar do?” Mitta asked the guard. “Why is it making that noise?”

“It’s the suicide collar.” The guard replied. “But it sounds weird.”

Mitta raised an eyebrow. “Suicide collar?”

“Well, they’ve got some other name, but we just use them to monitor patient’s heartbeats. If it drops too low, a crash team goes in.”

“And so does my team if you trigger one!” Mitta spun around to see Pinkamena’s face on the screen “Ha, ha! How’d you like them apples, Mares? Standing around in the… hmm, let’s see…” Pinkamena looked at a screen in her room. “Ah, yes! The west wing!

“They’d be there now if they weren’t busy knocking some sense into Hook! You know, I’ll tell you what: I won’t spoil the surprise and let them know you’re coming.” The screen abruptly turned off.

Mitta walked up the stairs and to the door that led to the records office, intent on rescuing Hook.

The moment she entered the room, she grappled up to a gargoyle and listened to the thugs.

“Hit him again! Harder!” One of them snarled.

A grunt of pain came from Hook, who was in the middle of the room. “You’re gonna need more than that.”

“Why, you- Get Pinkamena on the line, tell her he’s not talking.”

One of them got right up in Hook’s face. “Tell us where the bitch went.”

One of them came up with a knife. “Tell us, or we’ll cut off your other leg.”

“Do what you want.” Hook growled. “I’m not talking.”

“Sure you will.” The one with the knife laughed. “Jeff is on his way down here. He knows ways to loosen your tongue.”

“And you don’t wanna know how he does it.” The other one whispered.

“He can do what he wants. I’m not talking. Period!”

Deciding to get a move on, Mitta dropped down from her gargoyle. She crept up behind a convict and then throttled him to unconsciousness. Noticing the suicide collar on his neck, she grappled over to another gargoyle that was far from the scene of the crime.

“Oi!” Pinkamena’s voice came over the intercom. “Look on the walkway. Somepony left you a gift.”

Immediately, all the convicts were confused. One shouted an order and him and three other convicts (whom were mares) ran over to the walkway where Mitta had taken out the prisoner.

Noticing an inmate at the other end of the room, Mitta grappled over to the gargoyle in front of him. When he passed under, she fired the Claw and brought him up to the gargoyle. After magically tying a rope to both the gargoyle and the inmate’s leg, she let him go. Two down, four to go.

They didn’t need to suicide collar to notice the convict, as he let out a long scream as he fell down. A mare and a stallion ran over to the place where he was strung up and looked at him.

“How’d you get up there?” The mare asked, confused.

“Please! Get me down!”

“Leave him!” The stallion barked. “We need to watch out for ourselves.”

Mitta jumped down from her gargoyle. On the walkway opposite her, a mare had looked over the railing in an attempt to search for Mitta on the ground. Getting out her Claw, Mitta fired at the inmate. It immediately latched on and pulled the mare over the railing. Fortunately for Mitta, the mare was not a Pegasus, so she hit the ground and fell unconscious.
Three to go.

Mitta grappled to another gargoyle as the nearest inmate went down and looked at her body. The other two ran towards the scene too. Mitta glided over to them and put her hooves over the mare’s mouth. Unable to scream or say anything, she quickly fell unconscious.

“Did she fall?” The stallion asked the mare looking at the body of the one Mitta had pulled down.

“Looks like it.” She replied.

“Come on, you guys.” Pinkamena said over the intercom. “Surely you noticed that you’re missing somepony.”

The inmates blinked and realised that they were indeed missing a member of their group. To Mitta’s dismay, though, they both went to the unconscious thug.

“How’s she doing this?!” The mare hissed.

“Leave her! Spread out and find the Mare!” The stallion ordered.

So they did spread out. Idiots.

Mitta waited until the stallion was right underneath her. Then, she leapt down silently and suffocated him. She then grappled away and waited.

“I feel that you should know that it’s just you and the Mare now.” Pinkamena said over the intercom.

The remaining convict froze.

And then she was terrified.

“This can’t be happening.” She whispered. “This just can’t be happening.”

Mitta put the convict out of her misery by gliding over, kicking her in the face and then taking her out on the ground.

She walked over to the prisoners, cutting their ropes. Hook stood up and said, “Thanks.”

“Where did Dr Heart go?” Mitta asked.

“I told her to run. These guys came in looking for her. I told her to go to her office and hide.”

“Does she keep her records in there?”

“I guess. She was pretty desperate to get in. Her office is over there.” He gestured to his right.

“How long ago was this? I need to find those notes before Pinkamena gets her hooves on them!”

“Twenty minutes, maybe more. What’s so special about the notes?”

“Pinkamena wants them.” Mitta responded, already walking away. “That makes them important. Stay here. I’m going to
find her.”

“Not a problem. I’ll try the radio, see if anypony else is around.” Hook replied.

Mitta went to the door and went through. As she went down the hallway, she heard Pinkamena over the intercom.

“Going after the notes yourself, eh, Mares? Good luck. I’ve got a crew working on the doctor as we speak! They’ll squeeze the formula out of her soon enough. Not to mention the army of party guests ripping this place apart! Either way, the formula will be mine, soon enough.

“Why don’t you just die for once? Go on, roll over and die. Be your best friend!” Pinkamena started to giggle and then laughed madly before turning the intercom off.

Mitta ripped off a grate, crawling in. She ended up in a cell block. She walked out and looked at the other cell.

It belonged to the first warden of Moongate Asylum, who went insane after being tortured by the first inhabitants. He had eventually been cured, thanks to Mildew Moongate, but the fact remained that Moongate Asylum was a place of atrocities.

Sighing, Mitta grappled up to a vent and climbed in. She crawled along and found herself on the ceiling. She quickly crawled into another grate and froze when she heard a female thug.

“It’s not going to open!” She hissed.

“Hold on!” A male thug replied. “I think I’ve got it.”

“You said that ten minutes ago.” A different mare pointed out.

“You can be the one to tell her, I’m not gonna!” The first mare grumbled.

“It’ll be open any second!” A long grunt followed, then the same stallion snapped, “Damn it!”

“You’re an idiot!” The second mare hissed. “Pinkamena’s not going to be happy, and you know what that means!”

“Quiet! Just shut up! I’m trying, I’m trying!” The stallion snarled.

“Just do it!” The first mare grumbled.

Mitta walked down and crept up behind the mare with the gun. Then Mitta knocked her off her hooves and punched her in the stomach, sending her down.

The other two looked behind at her and yelped. The stallion tried to hit her, but Mitta just countered it and hit his head. She then bucked the mare. Then, she jumped on top of the stallion and slammed his head into the ground.

The mare got back up, shakily, so Mitta threw a thrower at her, knocking her down. Walking up to the fallen mare, she did the same thing she did to the stallion and knocked her out.

The fight finished, Mitta looked at the door. Those thugs were trying to get into Dr Heart’s office. They couldn’t get through the main door, so I have to find a different way in.

Mitta looked around and spotted a grate. She pulled it off with her Claw and then grappled into it. She crawled along into Dr Heart’s office and looked around. To her surprise, she noticed that a replica of Mad Mask’s dragon mask was hanging on a nail. It wasn’t the real thing, but it looked almost authentic.

Mitta looked at the safe and saw that it was open. Somepony already got to the safe! The only question is… who opened it?

Mitta looked at the door and the safe. No signs of forced entry… whoever opened the safe knew the combination.

Mitta saw that Dr Heart’s computer was one of the advanced ones, the ones that allowed security camera footage. Mitta pressed a few buttons on it and looked at the footage.

Good. Mitta thought with relief when she saw Dr Heart on the screen. She got to her notes before Pinkamena did. She’s taken them to hide somewhere. I need to follow her to find out where she put them.

Mitta turned on her lenses. Looking around, she looked at the safe, knowing that she’ll find hoofprints there. Guessing correctly, she scanned them.

Calibrating her scanner, she turned on her radio. “Moonbow, I’ve scanned Dr Heart’s hoofprints. I’ve also calibrated the scanner to only show recent prints.”

“I hope it works.” Moonbow replied. “Just so you know, the Royal Guard found one of Atmosphere’s bombs in Canterlot. It was an empty shell with a heart inside it.”

“As I thought.” Mitta muttered. “It’s just a twisted diversion. The real action’s on Moongate.”

Mitta hung up and exited the room. She crawled through the vent and landed in the room she had entered in. Then the door opened, revealing four thugs.

“Pinkamena was right! She’s here!” One of them shouted.

They all ran in at her, preparing to fight.

They ended up all unconscious.

Mitta walked through the door they had conveniently forgotten to close. She turned on her lenses to look for hoofprints, seeing that this was indeed the right way. She went through the door and found a present lying at the bottom of the stairs.
Mitta threw a thrower at it and it exploded and released three wind-up teeth.

Mitta ignored them. She found that she was in the same room where she had found the guard at gunpoint. He was gone though. Mitta followed the hoofprints out the door.

There were two thugs in the next room.

“What’s going on?!” A stallion said.

“I don’t know.” Said a mare. “There’s an army of us. Who did this?”

“It’s the Mare. It has to be, she’s here!”

“It could be Jeff. The guy’s crazy.”

“No way. They’re all still breathing. Jeff never leaves anypony alive!”

By this point, Mitta was right behind the stallion. She knocked him off his hooves and smashed him to the ground. She then punched the mare three times to knock her out.

Mitta followed the hoofprints, going past a picture of Police Officer Ordered Law and through a door. She went through the corridor, stopping when she heard a male thug.

“So where’re they takin’ her?”

“No idea.” Another stallion said. “Pinkamena never tells us her plans.”

“She looked scared. Maybe she knew what was coming.”

“Maybe. I heard that Pinks’ brought someone in to deal with her.”

“She should’ve asked me. I would have made her talk. Would’ve been fun.”

From behind a corner, Mitta threw a thrower at the thug with the gun. That knocked him down, so Mitta went over to the next thug, who looked scared.

She easily beat them both and walked through the door.

There were six thugs in the circular room. This wasn’t going to be as difficult as the fight with the ten thugs but it still required caution.

Mitta walked up to the first thug she saw, which was a mare. She punched her thrice and knocked her down, alerting the others to her presence.

“Welcome to the Moongate Library.” Pinkamena said over the intercom. “History is so important.”

Mitta ignored Pinkamena and countered a stallion’s buck by flipping him over. The next mare tried to slash open Mitta’s throat, so Mitta jumped over her and bucked her.

“A traumatic event here.” Pinkamena continued.

Mitta gave a stallion an uppercut.

“A murder there.”

Mitta ducked under a bar swung by a mare and flipped her over.

“It’s enough to drive anypony crazy!” Pinkamena ended her speech with a psychotic laugh.

Mitta flipped a stallion with knives over and broke his foreleg.

The second got hit by a thrower and taken down while the fifth threw the bar at her. Mitta caught the bar and hit the first one, who had been trying to sneak up on her, with it. She then blasted some magic at the fifth.

The third threw a knife at Mitta, so she caught it with magic and sent it to the ground. She then picked up the third and threw her at the second, knocking him out. The first came back up and charged at Mitta, who tripped him over and bucked him, knocking her out cold.

The fourth threw a box at Mitta, so she caught it and threw it right back. The third tried to cut Mitta again, so she flipped over the inmate again and bucked her, sending her down. The fifth ran in and got hit by magic while the fourth got kicked in the face by Mitta.

“Congratulations!” Pinkamena said over the intercom. “Now all you have to do is take a stroll downstairs and save the helpless hostages. Riiiiiiiggggggggghhhhhhhtttttt?”

Mitta rolled her eyes. Obviously Pinkamena wasn’t going to make things easy for Mitta, so she grappled up to the higher levels.

“Hey!” Pinkamena complained. “You can’t skip to the end of the game! That’s cheating! Oh well. Just enough time for the room to explode!”

Mitta pulled a grate off the wall hurriedly. She climbed in and crawled along into a room.

“One minute thirty to go!” Pinkamena proclaimed as Mitta climbed into another vent. “Got to say, I’m bored already. Shame that thing isn’t controlled remotely.”

Mitta hurriedly grappled up to another ledge and then crawled into a vent. She quickly pushed the grate off the wall.

Mitta looked at the chandelier. The rope holding it in place looked weak enough to cut with a thrower. So she got out a thrower and cut the rope.

The chandelier crashed through the floor, making a huge mess.

“Well, look at this.” Pinkamena giggled. “These hostages are in their final sixty seconds of having a pulse. Or a body for that matter.”

A sense of urgency now in place, Mitta jumped down, pulling out her cape at the last possible second. She went over to the present box that held the bomb and opened it.

All it contained was a cut-out picture of (although she didn’t know what it was) the troll face.

Sighing in annoyance and relief, Mitta cut the hostages free.

“Thank you Mare-Do-Well!” A doctor said. “Are they all gone?”

Mitta looked up. The thugs had apparently recovered early and fled, so they didn’t get hit by the chandelier.

“Yes, you’re safe.” Mitta assured her. “What happened?”

“It-it all happened so fast. Some patients broke in and started tearing up the place, like they were looking for something. Serving Protector here tried to fight back but there were too many! They took Dr Heart, she rushed in here and they followed.”

“I’m sorry.” The guard apologised. “When I came to, we were all tied up. Doc Heart was gone. I heard a voice on one of the radios. It sounded like they being told to meet up in the Warden’s office.”

So, Mitta thought. Dr Heart was trying to hide the notes when she was caught. Where did she hide them?

Mitta activated her lenses, looking around. She found Heart’s hoofprints on the side of a book. She went over to it and found the notes haphazardly stuffed inside it.

Mitta looked at the notes and both activated her radio and got out her Explosive Gel. “Moonbow, I’ve found Dr Heart’s research formula.”

“Great.” Moonbow sounded relieved. “So does that mean you’ve stopped Pinkamena and Atmosphere?”

Tossing the now on fire paper over her shoulder, Mitta said, “With them, it’s never that easy.”

Author's Note

Author’s Notes

I would just like to point out that I will be posting pictures of my Moongate Asylum villains on my Deviantart account. I make the villains myself and I’ve so far got Dr Atmosphere and Pinkamena uploaded and I’m still working on Fear Feeder.

Speaking of which, I’m kinda stuck on Fear Feeder’s origin story. If anyone has some ideas for what his story could be like, I’m accepting PMs that tell his story in a nutshell. If I do get any PMs, they CANNOT be exactly like Scarecrow’s origin. It can be a bit similar but can’t be directly stolen.

To give you an idea of how different I want it to be, Atmosphere and Feeder were friends in high school.

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Nightmare

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Nightmares

“What’s that you got there, Mares?” Pinkamena asked playfully over the intercom. “Oh no, not the formula! Whatever shall I do? Who can help me now?”

Mitta ignored her and went for the exit.

“What’s that? How about our old friend Jeff?”

Mitta froze.

“Hmm… I did bump into him on the way back from the Mansion, probably acting out some twisted fantasy… maybe he can get Heart talking?” Pinkamena laughed. “I think he could! Great plan, Mares!”

Mitta cursed. If Jeff was allied with Pinkamena now, then Dr Heart wouldn’t last a minute. She grappled up to the circular ring and went to the exit. However, something got caught in Mitta’s system and she coughed a bit. She recovered and walked through the door.

The guard and the doctor below started to walk to the exit.

“Well, guess we have her to thank for that.” The doctor sighed. “Do you think we should get out of here?”

“Yeah, this isn’t exactly the safest place on the island right now.” The guard agreed. He looked up. “What was the cough she had though?”

“I don’t know. I’m sure it wasn’t anything serious.” The doctor replied.

“It WaS tHe BeGiNnInG oF hEr WoRsT fEaRs.”

Both the doctor and the guard spun around and jumped at the speaker of the horrible voice. It was a brown earth pony wearing a terrifying gargoyle mask, mouth open and fangs showing and all.

Fear Feeder held up a gun. “AnD tHiS iS tHe BeGiNnInG oF yOuRs.” He fired.

The gun didn’t shoot a bullet. It shot a pellet that exploded on contact on the ground, releasing a green gas. Immediately, both the doctor and the guard were on the ground coughing.

And then their eyes widened.

And they began to scream.

Fear Feeder smiled under the mask. He loved watching this part. The particular gas he was using right now was a hallucinogenic neurotoxin. It worked the same as the fear gas he used on Mare-Do-Well, except it killed, rather than drove insane.

The reason he hadn’t used the neurotoxin on Mare-Do-Well was because he wanted to see what she looked like when she had lost her mind.

And soon, he would get that wish granted.

When Mitta looked down the hallway, she blinked, confused.

She didn’t remember it being this long.

She started walking down it.

As she did, she started to faintly hear cheering. Oddly familiar cheering.

A desk got bumped aside. The cheering was getting louder.

A blinding flash of light appeared. Mitta stopped for a moment, uneasy, then continued.

Then she heard a voice.

Somepony sniffling.

Now definitely concerned, Mitta tried to stop walking. To her shock though, she found that she couldn’t. She could only keep walking.

She found that she couldn’t say anything either.

And then she heard a voice.

Her own voice.

“Hi Ruby! What’s up?”

Suddenly Mitta realized what this was. No… NO!

“Ruby? What’s wrong?”

“S-Sis... The mark! I have the cursed mark!” This voice belonged to her late sister. “What should I do?”

Another flash of light. The walls were starting to look a bit like buildings now.

Mitta heard herself gasp. Then she said fearfully, “Oh no… We have to get you out of here...”

Another flash of light. The walls were starting to look a bit more like buildings and the floor felt like it was grassy, and it looked a bit too.

Mitta was doing everything within her power to stop herself from moving, but she couldn’t do it.

“In here, quick.” The mind Mitta said. “This shed will protect you.”

“By itself?” Mind Ruby asked fearfully.

“I’ll be with you. I’ll protect you.”

Another flash of light. The walls looked exactly like buildings and the floor was greener that she remembered.

Mitta heard a knocking on an imaginary door. Then she heard Gray Hoof’s voice. “Oi! What’s up with you two?”

The said door opened. “I said, what’s-” Mitta heard several gasps.

“The mark!” Another voice hissed. “Take her to the church. Our lady of the sun doesn’t need to know that the curse had befallen somepony this night.”

“Yes Elder.” Gray Hoof said obediently. “C’mon.”

“Are… are you sure?” A female voice asked.

“You know the law. This is one helluva thing to do to a pony who went to all this trouble, you know.”

“No!” The mind Mitta screamed. “Don’t! Plea-” There was a sound of a voice being muffled.

“Be quiet!” Somepony snarled. “I’m willing to forgive you this time, but don’t interfere!” There was a pause, then a sound of somepony running. “Hey! Get back here!”

Then, there was another, final flash of light and Mitta was standing in a church, in front of a grate. Finally being able to move her body, Mitta staggered and fell down in front of the grate, staring at the burning corpse of a small filly.

At that point, Mitta didn’t feel like Mare-Do-Well at all and her costume disappeared.

She sat there for a while, staring at Ruby’s body. Then she slowly picked herself up and walked past the fireplace. She felt hopeless, like everything had gone wrong.

Get ahold of yourself. A small section of her mind said.

Why? The hopeless part of her mind asked.

You need to get out of here and stop Dr. Atmosphere and Pinkamena.

What’s the point? They can’t be stopped, it’s hopeless.

Don’t say that. Get ahold of yourself now.

I can’t.

Yes you can!

No, I can’t.

Look, if you don’t do this then innocent ponies are going to die, you hear me?

What’ll be the point? Somepony else can handle it, like Silver Star, or-

Oh for the love of Celestia, GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF! YOU’RE THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN STOP THEM!

Mitta blinked as she realized that the arguing section of her brain was right. She was literally the only pony on the island who could stop Pinkamena and Atmosphere.

So with that, hope filled her again and her costume reappeared.

She noticed a door that didn’t look like it belonged in Sunnytown. It instead looked like it belonged in Moongate Mansion. She went through it.

The thing she immediately noticed was that the ground was ripped apart and everything was floating in the air. All around her was a storm. Somewhere above her, a bell was chiming.

Oh, great. She thought bitterly.

Mitta ran forward and jumped over a gap. The floating piece of ground she was standing on looked a bit like that place where she saved the guard from gunpoint. She walked up some stairs and looked ahead. It looked like a jumping section.

Suddenly, something SCREECHED into her mind and she staggered, leaning on the wall for support. Then she looked up and saw a hoof with needles attached to it. Guessing correctly, she hid behind the wall and looked ahead, planning a strategy.

“WhAt ArE yOu DoInG, lItTlE mArE?” Fear Feeder whispered, looking around. Mitta waited until he had moved his gaze somewhere else, then she jumped to the next platform and hid behind a shrunken pillar. Then she leaped to the next pillar, just in time for Feeder to look back.

From here, Mitta could see some overhanging crates that looked like they could be pulled down with the Claw. Getting it out, Mitta aimed at the closest crate and fired. She quickly pulled it down and waited for Feeder to look away. Once he did, Mitta ran towards the crate and hid behind it.

Mitta pulled the next crate down, satisfied with the way things were going right now. She ran for it once Feeder looked away and then hid, waiting. Once it was safe, Mitta ran to a ledge and pulled herself up.

“YoUr MiNd WiLl ShAtTeR lIKe GlAsS.” Feeder chuckled, turning to the general area where Mitta was and plunging his hoof down, the needles striking the ground.

Fortunately, the hoof didn’t hit Mitta. But it did create some pony skeletons that rose from the ground. When they came out, they looked at Mitta and charged at her.

The first one came and tried to punch her with a hoof. In retaliation, Mitta knocked its hoof away and blasted it with magic. It came apart easily. Mitta then bucked the one trying to sneak up on her, also knocking it into pieces.

The third skeleton had a bar that it swung at Mitta, so Mitta just ducked under the bar and then punched it in the skull. It came apart. Mitta then decided to end this a bit more quickly and bucked the last one into pieces.

Moving on, Mitta pulled herself up onto a ledge and saw an indent where she could shimmy along. Feeder, however, was looking back her way, so she had to wait until he looked away again before she could call upon Pinkie’s reality-warping abilities and jump across.

Once Feeder looked away, Mitta jumped and ‘grabbed’ onto the indent. She quickly shimmied along and found a spot where she could climb up. Fear Feeder almost saw her, but Mitta quickly hid behind a large rock.

When Feeder was looking elsewhere, Mitta jumped to the next platform and quickly climbed up onto a ledge. Then she had to wait and hide again.

“ThErE’s No EsCaPe.” Feeder hissed, looking around and missing Mitta as she pulled herself onto the next ledge. She waited, then jumped to the next platform, pulled herself onto an indent and quickly shimmied along. She waited until Feeder was looking in the opposite direction and then shimmied to the other side and ran for the gate.

Here, Feeder injected his needles into the ground again, ejecting more skeletons. They ran at Mitta, who resigned herself to a short fight. The first one tried to buck her, so she simply flipped it over. That was enough to break it into pieces.

The next one got hit by a thrower and had its skull knocked off. Mitta blasted the third skeleton with magic and it fell into a dozen bones. The fourth tried to use a crowbar, but Mitta grabbed it with magic, pulled it out of its grasp and smashed the crowbar down, breaking its skull.

The fifth also had a bar, so Mitta decided to just snap its fragile bones. And she did, by taking the bar and smashing its ribcage. The sixth got hit by a buck and went flying in separate pieces. The seventh tried to punch her face, but Mitta knocked the punch aside and countered with one of her own.

Noting that the fight was over, Fear Feeder left. Mitta then ran across the courtyard and climbed up a wall. Seeing a tower, she grappled up and grabbed onto an indent. She shimmied along and found space to climb up. She did and noticed that the next platform had a pendulum between it and the next.

“EvErYtHiNg YoU sEe Is UnDeR mY cOnTrOl.” Feeder mocked as he looked away. Mitta took this chance to jump to the next platform and then narrowly dodge the pendulum and jump to the next. She pulled herself up and then hid behind a low wall that was just the right height to hide her from view.

Once Feeder was looking away again, Mitta galloped to the next low wall and slid behind it, waiting for Feeder to look away. Once he did, she ran to the next railing and leaped over it. She hid behind the ledge, waiting for Feeder to look away again, just to be certain.

He did and Mitta pulled herself up and ran towards the Mare-Signal, placed some meter or two in front of her. Once she did reach it, she tried to push it towards Feeder.

Unfortunately, she was noticed.

“ThErE yOu ArE.” Feeder said, raising a hoof to swat her like a bug. Desperately, Mitta gave the signal one last push and it shone towards Feeder.

Immediately, he started to break apart and scream as everything went white…

Mitta blinked rapidly. Suddenly, she found that she wasn’t in the dream world. She wasn’t in the corridor either. Instead, she found that she was in the clock tower.

How did I get here? Mitta thought, looking around. Seeing a trapdoor, she went over to it and tried to pry it open. It was locked, though. So she was pretty much stuck.

The distorted chime sounded. Then Pinkamena’s voice came out.

“Has anyone seen the Mare? C’mon, somepony must have seen where she went! Big scary mare? Wears a cape and a wizard’s hat? Jumps out of the shadows and beats up useless thugs? Anypony?! No? Good!”

Jeff has Dr Heart trapped in the Warden’s office. Mitta thought worriedly. I have to get out of here.

Mitta looked around. The trapdoor was locked, so obviously she couldn’t get out that way. The glass on the clock face could be broken through, but Mitta was fairly certain that Pinkamena would have the entrance guarded in case anypony came through. That left the bell.

The bell was suspended by a rope, a rope that could be cut with a thrower. The only problem was that dropping the bell would cause massive property damage… and that would take a fair bit of paperwork. And money.

Seeing no other alternative, Mitta cut the rope on the bell. It fell down, hitting everything on its way. Eventually, it hit the ground with a tremendous CRASH.

Mitta looked down. That was a fair bit of damage. But it did open up the path to the Warden’s office. She went through the previously blocked door.

In the East Wing Corridor, she went through the archway and looked down the corridor, spotting a Pinkamena thug welding a stun baton.

“You try and get past me Mares, and I will fry you!” He snarled, pointing the baton at her.

Mitta just stared at him as he approached.

Dr Atmosphere smirked as he watched Pinkamena look everywhere for the entrance to the Savage laboratory. She was getting increasingly frustrated and was looking in almost every nook and cranny.

Almost.

Eventually, Atmosphere found that he should rub salt in the wound. He activated the microphone and asked, “Having a bit of trouble down there?”

“Open the door Atmosphere!” Pinkamena shouted at the security camera he was looking at her from. “That stuff is mine!”

“I found it first.” Atmosphere replied.

“Yeah, well soon, I’ll know the formula first! Then I’ll really need your laboratory to kill old Mares.”

“Then how about I propose a deal?” Atmosphere smirk grew larger. “Once you know what the formula is, you tell me the formula and I’ll let you in.”

Pinkamena thought about it. Then she said, “Nope! Now let me in!”

“Not until you’ve done what I asked.” Atmosphere said coldly.

Pinkamena glared at the security camera. “Fine. Once I know what the formula is, I tell you. And then you let me in so I can get that Savage!”

Atmosphere sighed. “If I must.”

Pinkamena suddenly brightened up. “Good! Now, I suggest that you look at…” Pinkamena pulled a computer out of nowhere. “…Camera MM EWC. Might interest you.” Pinkamena added, pulling out a microphone for the P.A.

Atmosphere frowned and switched to the said camera. It indeed showed something that interested him.

A purple-clad individual had jumped over one of Pinkamena’s minions and then bucked him in the back, sending him flying.

“Oh, there you are.” Pinkamena said over the P.A. “I’ve been waiting for you, listening to Jeff make the good doctor scream while you played around in Feary’s world. How was it this time?” She whispered as Mare-Do-Well went up to the TV screen. “Learn anything about yourself? Oh, tell me. Pull up a seat. I’m all ears.”

Mare-Do-Well pulled out a thrower and threw it at the screen, breaking it.

“Speaking of ears,” Pinkamena continued. “I could have sworn that during the torture, Jeff cut her ears off. Certainly sounded like it.” Pinkamena giggled, which broke out into mad laughter before abruptly cutting off.

Atmosphere turned and looked at Fear Feeder, who was looking shocked that Mare-Do-Well was still standing.

“How… what… I…” He spluttered. Regaining control over himself, he said shakily, “The drug mustn’t have been strong enough… I need to make it stronger…”

“You sure you want to continue with this?” Atmosphere asked.

“Yes, yes, of course! I need to make her break, I can’t allow a pony who can resist my chemicals continue to wander completely sane! I need to prove that she is a pony…”

“But of course she’s a pony.” Atmosphere was honestly confused. “Why wouldn’t she be?”

“Have you come up with a trap that’s killed her yet?” Fear Feeder asked. “Many of the buffoons who serve us insist that she’s supernatural… I have reason to believe them.”

Atmosphere said nothing. He didn’t exactly know how to react.

“You’ll get your chance to have another go.” Atmosphere said uneasily. “But next time, in territory that we own, not the other way around.”

“Yes, yes…” Feeder muttered distractedly, walking off.

Pinkamena’s screen came back on. “Oi! Atmos!”

Atmosphere walked over and looked at her. “I assume you know the formula?”

Pinkamena nodded, grinning. “Yup! Jeff just finished torturing the doc.”

“Tell me.” Atmosphere ordered.

So she did. And when she did, Atmosphere grinned and opened the door to the laboratory.

Pinkamena jumped up in the air. “Yipee! You lot!” A bunch of her goons came into view. “Go in there and get half of that Savage stuff. Leave the rest for Atmos.” She giggled. “We need to cause as much trouble for Mares as possible.”

Mitta entered the room just in time to see Jeff with a knife to Dr Heart’s throat.

“And you’re certain that this is the true formula?” He whispered.

Dr Heart nodded, terrified. “Yes, yes it is!”

“Good…” He smiled evilly. “Then we have no further need for you.”

“No… please!”

“Go to sleep.” He hissed, bringing the knife up high.

“Leave her alone!” Mitta snapped.

Jeff spun around, his eyes widening when he saw Mitta. He cursed and grabbed Dr Heart, knife still at her throat, and started backing into the office.

“Stay where you are, Mare-Do-Well!” He snarled as he backed up. “And listen carefully.”

“Help me!” Dr Heart screamed. “Please, somepony help me!”

“Come any closer and I’ll paint the room crimson with her blood.” He said, clearly wanting to do it. He pressed the knife a bit into Dr Heart, causing her to scream.

“I know you’re still out there…” He hissed as Pinkamena’s face appeared on the screen. “Won’t be long until you hear her final song.”

“Oh, for Luna’s sake, Jeff…” Pinkamena muttered. “Just kill her already, she’s useless to me now.”

“I can’t!” He snarled, without looking at the TV screen. “If I do, Mare-Do-Well will get me.”

“Oh, I get it!” Pinkamena said brightly. “She’s your bargaining chip!” Pinkamena laughed, then the screen turned off.
Jeff grumbled something under his breath.

Mitta peeked around the corner. Jeff was looking over Dr Heart’s shoulder every now and then, to see where Mitta was. Mitta prepped a thrower and waited for the right moment to throw it. Once Jeff had poked his head out again, Mitta threw it. It hit him in the face, knocking him out with a grunt.

Mitta walked into the room, seeing Dr Heart hit the unconscious Jeff repeatedly. “You monster… you evil, evil, evil monster!!”

She stopped and looked up at Mitta, who said, “He’s not going anywhere. You can stop now.”

Mitta helped Heart up. “I… I’m so sorry…”

When Dr Heart was on all four hooves again, Mitta looked at her. “I saw Beast.”

Dr Heart nodded. “I know, I… Atmosphere threatened me. I wanted to stop the experiment. I tried to give him his money back.”

“Atmosphere doesn’t take no for an answer.” Mitta said gravely.

“They want an army.” Heart whispered. “A horrible, twisted army, him and Pinkamena both! Atmosphere wants it to destroy Cloudsdale and I don’t want to know what Pinkamena wants one for!

“But they couldn’t do it without the formula. I hid it, but…”

“So now he has Snarler.” Mitta said. “And your formula.”

“Oh, Celestia…” She turned and walked towards one of the two plaques. “They have gallons of the stuff. There’s a lab, hidden in the gardens. It’s locked off, but the security codes for the entire island were with the Warden! Fortunately, there’s this copy here…”

As Heart opened the safe, Mitta asked, “What else are they planning?”

“How should I know?” Heart said bitterly. “Do you think anything they say makes sense to me? I think they’re both insane…”

A noise like a familiar theme song came from the safe, which had a smiley face painted on it.

Heart blinked. “What the…?”

Mitta, however, recognized this device. “Get out of the way!” She shouted.

Too late.

The entire safe exploded, sending a shock wave outwards, knocking Mitta off her hooves, and showering the room in debris. A large piece of debris hit Mitta in the head, knocking her out.

Author's Note

Author’s Notes

I felt really uncomfortable when writing the nightmare part. Dunno why, but it just felt wrong in a way, which is really why I didn’t add in the part that would have been Gordon talking to young Bruce Wayne.

Anyway, with that over, thanks to KnightMysterio for letting me use elements from his story for the nightmare section.

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Insanity

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Insanity

Mitta slowly came to. Her vision was swimming and she was having trouble remembering what happened.

A pink blob came up to her and said, “Poor Dr Heart. Still, you know how much I hate squealers.”

Mitta blinked. The pink blob had solidified into a pink, lunatic unicorn, who was grinning down at her. “Speaking of squealers…”

Everything came back to her. Dr Heart… oh no…

Pinkamena walked over to a brown earth pony with an orange mane and tail and a Cutie Mark of a screw underneath a circle with a cross through it. He wore a sophisticated suit and a badge on his breast pocket that read, ‘Warden Point’.

Pinkamena ripped off the tape that held his mouth shut and then picked up a staff. Then she smashed the front of the staff into Point’s stomach.

Point gave a cry of pain. “Somepony help me!”

After that, Pinkamena swung her staff at Point’s head. She knocked off the precious ruby that adorned the staff in the process.

Pinkamena went up to Mitta again. “That old looney actually thinks he runs this place! Talk about crazy!” She looked at her thugs. “Well Mares, places to go! Get her, colts!”

At this, a stallion, two mares (one of which was holding a stun baton) and Jeff, telekinetically holding his knife. Before she left, Pinkamena called out, “If she gets up, knock her down but not too rough. I need her at the party.”

Mitta quickly scanned her opponents, then flipped back up, landing expertly on her hooves. The mares and the stallion jumped back, alarmed. Jeff held his place, a cruel smirk on his face. The moment Mitta touched the ground, he swung his knife at her, trying to cut her into ribbons.

Mitta rolled to the side and attacked the stallion by punching his face. A mare tried to buck Mitta, but she flipped over the mare and then delivered a buck herself. The mare flew off and hit the ground.

Jeff walked forward to make his move again. Seeing this, Mitta grabbed her cape and hit him across the face with it. He stumbled back, stunned and vulnerable, allowing Mitta to give him an uppercut. He hit the ground and Mitta jumped over to him, wanting to finish him off quickly. Jeff, however, saw her coming and rolled out of the way. He swung the knife again, so Mitta ducked and blasted him with magic, knocking him back.

The mare with the stun baton came forward, prompting Mitta to jump over the mare, then buck her from behind, knocking her down. The stallion tried to hit Mitta, so she knocked his hoof out of the way and blasted him with magic.

Jeff swung his knife again. Mitta jumped back with every swing, then grabbed the knife telekinetically, struggling with Jeff momentarily, and then she punched his face, knocking him down again. The mare with the stun baton had come forward again. Mitta pulled out her claw and pulled the mare towards her. The mare stumbled, prompting Mitta to dash up and punch her.

Mitta grabbed another mare and picked her up. She located an opponent and threw the inmate at the opponent; which was Jeff the Killer. He was knocked down again. The mare with the stun baton came forward and tried to jab her with the baton. Mitta dodged it and blasted the mare with magic, sending her backwards and knocking her out cold.

The stallion came to buck her, but was met with Mitta’s front hoof. He fell backwards and hit the ground, unconscious. The mare got hit by a thrower and fell down, defeated. Jeff swung his knife again and tried to slice open Mitta’s throat. Mitta ducked and blasted Jeff again. He fell over backwards. He got back on his hooves quickly and lost his temper completely and threw the knife at Mitta.

She dodged and threw a thrower at Jeff, knocking him down for the last time.

Mitta looked around at the unconscious minions. Then she went over to the spot where the safe exploded. Dr Heart’s body was nowhere to be seen. Mitta could only assume that it had been blown into pieces.

She activated her radio. “Moonbow. Dr Heart is dead. Have you figured out a way past these security gates? Before she died, she told me that there’s a production plant hidden within the gardens.”

“The WingTech security protocols seem to be hack-proof.” Moonbow responded. “Touch Typist did a good job. It’s a two-part biometric sequence apparently generated by the Warden, using a code sequencer.”

“And destroyed in the safe explosion by Pinkamena.” Mitta added. “She has the Warden, and he’s the only chance we have of getting past these gates.”

“Okay. Good luck.”

Mitta turned off her headset and activated her lenses. She wanted to isolate a forensic trail to track down the Warden with. Immediately, her attention turned towards the cane that Pinkamena used to hit Point. As she suspected, the ruby had some of Point’s DNA on it. She scanned it.

The DNA quickly revealed a trail that lead out the door and beyond. Mitta followed it out the door and into the corridor outside it. As she walked out, she came across a present of some sorts. Frowning, Mitta opened it.

Inside the box was a tray of bloody cupcakes.

Mitta put the lid back on, feeling nauseous.

Going through the door, Mitta did a quick scan of the room. Her lenses quickly detected three inmates with guns. Mitta quickly grappled up to the higher level.

“Any sign of her yet?” Somepony asked through one of the thug’s radios.

“Geez, what’re you doin’? Tryin’ to get me beat up?” The receiver asked, annoyed.

“Shut up over there!” A mare yelled.

“We’re in the tunnel.” The radio thug said. “Waiting for the Mare. Pinkamena just came through… Why’s she got the old man with her?”

“I dunno, maybe she likes old ponies!” The receiving stallion snarled. “Stop yakking, you’ll ruin everything!”

“Alright, alright! Calm down!”

“Tell him to shut it, now!” The mare barked.

“You heard that, right?” The receiver asked.

“Yeah, yeah.” The radio thug grumbled. “You know where to find me. Later.”

As he hung up, the mare hissed, “Idiot.”

Mitta grappled over to the back of the room where the exit was. Then she jumped down, quietly, then crept behind the closest thug. They all seemed to be focusing on the other end of the room, so suffocating the thug into unconsciousness was fairly easy.

Mitta crept up behind the next thug and did the exact same thing, lowering the body to the ground silently. Then she crept up behind the last thug and simply smashed his head into the pillar he was hiding behind. The room cleared, Mitta walked out the door.

As she walked down the stairs, she heard Warden Point over the intercom. “Let me go, you crazy bitch!”

“Uh uh uh!” Pinkamena tutted. “Sharpie used a bad word. Mama spank!” This was accompanied by a sound of a solid object hitting somepony and a cry of pain and fear. “C’mon Mares, you gonna join the party already? I left a trail so that you could easily follow!”

Mitta strode out the door.

The first thing she noticed was that a dead guard was hanging by a rope that was attached to a lamp. Angry, she cut the rope with a thrower. The guard deserved to be left in a more dignified position than that.

As Mitta walked along, she heard the Warden’s voice come out through the P.A. “As of ten minutes ago, I have made it illegal to walk on the floor of any part of the asylum. Anypony caught doing so will be… oh, this is stupid…” An electric sound was heard, closely followed by a cry of pain. “Anypony caught will have their legs removed and perform magic tricks for Empress Pinkamena. There, I did it, I-” Another sound came out, followed by another cry of pain.

“You’re doing great Sharpie.” Pinkamena giggled. “Ready for more?”

With her lenses on, Mitta followed the trail of DNA. She came across the forest and found that there were some thugs on the path ahead. She quickly hid behind a tree.

“This is the last path.” A mare said. “The Mare’s not getting through here.”

“But if Atmos was so interested in slowing down Mare-Do-Well, why did he open up access to this path in the first place?” A stallion asked.

“Questioning the boss again?” The mare accused. “You’ve done nothing but whine since we got busted out.”

“Yeah, Atmos sends his marefriend down here-” Another stallion began.

“Actually,” The first stallion said. “They were never together. Atmos isn’t interested in mares.”

“Shut up. If Atmos tells us to guard the path, we guard the path. Atmos tells us to kill the Mare, we kill the Mare.”

“Atmos told me to kill my sister once.” The mare piped up.

“Did you do it?” The first stallion asked.

“Heck yeah! Never liked the bitch anyway.”

“You’re cold, girl.” The second stallion muttered. “Funny thing. I once worked in Pinkamena’s group and she told me to do the exact same thing. I told her I ain’t even have a sister. She just kept telling me to do it. So I brought a gun from Al Capow and shot down the first bitch I saw. Pinks seemed pretty happy.”

“Atmos once told me to kill my mother.” Another mare piped up.

“NOPONY CARES.” The other three pointed out.

The mare hung her head in sadness.

Mitta got out her throwers and threw three down below. This alerted the others to Mitta’s position, so she glided down and kicked one in the face.

A Factory Worker tried to punch her in the face, so she flipped him over and punched his face. She then bucked another thug that had come up from behind. The third got hit by a thrower as he got back up and the first had his punch countered.

Mitta picked up the second and threw her into the sixth, knocking them both down. The fourth and fifth went in together and Mitta smashed their heads together. The first got back up, so Mitta jumped in and blasted him with magic,
knocking him out.

The sixth tried to punch Mitta, so she flipped him over and broke his foreleg. She threw a thrower at the second,
sending her down and then Mitta bucked the fifth in the face, sending him flying. The third tried to buck her, so she
flipped him over and gave him a buck of her own. The fourth tried to hit Mitta again, so Mitta smashed her face in, sending her down.

Mitta continued on her way, following the DNA trails.

When she exited the forest, she saw a group of thugs near the entrance to the Penitentiary and one on the lookout tower. Deciding to go after the one on the tower first, Mitta waited for him to look away and then grappled up to it. His back was turned, so he didn’t notice Mitta climb up from behind and then suffocate him into unconsciousness.

With him out of the way, Mitta went over to the thugs near the door, where they were beating a poor doctor. Mitta quickly got engaged in the fight, knocking out all the thugs and helping the doctor up. She quickly thanked her and went over to a fallen guard. She checked him and sighed in relief.

“Thank Luna you got here in time. The guard wouldn’t have lasted much longer.”

“Will he be okay?” Mitta asked.

“In a while, yes. I tried to help him, but the thugs overpowered us.”

“Move him away from here as soon as you can. Head to the medical center.” Mitta ordered. “It’s the safest place on the island.”

“Okay. I’ll go as soon as he’s able to stand.”

Mitta entered the building. She immediately saw three thugs standing around a guard’s corpse.

“Is he dead?” A mare asked.

“Think so.” A stallion grunted.

“When did he die?”

“Probably when you shot him.”

“That’ll do it. You hungry?”

“Starved.”

Mitta walked up behind one of the three thugs. She quickly grabbed the gun out of her hooves and then smashed the butt of it into the thug’s face. She went down immediately. Mitta then knocked down another thug and bucked the other.

The fight didn’t last five seconds.

The most convenient route to the inside of the building was blocked by bars, so Mitta had to go in via the back way. Following the white line, Mitta came up to a door that had to scan her in order for Mitta to go in.

Once Mitta got into the hallway, she heard a rabble, a large amount of noise. Right now, she couldn’t tell what it was, but she had a pretty good idea. She came up to another door and waited for it to open. Once it did, Mitta was greeted by cages full of lunatics.

These ponies were those who could not be cured. They acted like snarling beasts, laughing psychopaths and some even crawled into balls and sat in the corners. They had been reduced to this by horrible events, some of which were even caused by the infamous Supervillains.

Mitta turned on her lenses and followed the DNA trail, trying to ignore the screams of the crazy monsters that were inside the cages. Eventually, she came to another door which, when it opened, lead to the Supervillain section.

In this part of the building, some of Mitta’s most feared adversaries were locked up. Mitta turned on her lenses, looking around. In one cell was a serial killer that went by the name of Serpent. He was currently sleeping or lying down.

In another was another murderer, who was known as Bonecracker. He was sitting bolt upright, as if he heard something. There were two villains in separate cells known as Alto and Tenor, whose crimes and weapons revolved around music. The one that used to hold Acid Rain was empty.

The one in the center held somepony who was different…

“Mare-Do-Well!” A desperate, male voice sounded from within the cell. “Please, stop! You have to help my children!”

A dark green pony with poison green eyes went over to the glass around his cell. His hooves had a greenish tinge to them. His Cutie Mark was a tree. The thing that really stood him out though, was the fact that leaves grew out from his head and rump in place of his mane and tail. From his sides and back grew three green vines that were currently writhing about as if they were in pain.

“I’m really not interested in a patch of grass, Flower Power.” Mitta said coldly.

“They’re in pain!” Power said angrily. “Crying out for help! Can’t you hear them?”

“Just stay where you are!” Mitta snapped. “Last thing I need is you running free.”

Power glared hatred at her, then slowly backed away into the center of his cell. “Stay where you are.” He muttered. “As if I can change that.” He looked sorrowful. “Poor children. I’ll save you. I won’t let them hurt you.”

Mitta went around his cell, ignoring him. As she waited for the door to open, she heard him say, “Everything will pay.”

Mitta entered a room with a circular tower in the middle of it. On the other side was a cell with a clear glass screen covering it. Inside the cell was what looked like Hook.

“Get me out of here!” He insisted as Mitta walked up to him. “It’s me, Hook! Get me out, I’m needed out there! I can help you!”

“Save it, Non-Form.” Mitta spat. “I don’t have time for you.”

‘Hook’ looked at Mitta, a sneer on his face now. Then, before Mitta’s very eyes, started to melt into a puddle, then reform into a grey Unicorn with grey eyes and a chemistry vial for a Cutie mark. He glared at her.

“So, you figured it out then?” He asked rhetorically, his voice a rasp. “Can’t say I blame you.”

“I’m surprised that you’re not helping Atmosphere.” Mitta remarked.

“I would if I could, but I’m afraid one needs a specific set of code to open my cell, and the guards aren’t as corrupt as they used to be.”

“So you’re stuck here?” Mitta asked.

“Apparently Pinkamena has the codes. And we both know that she won’t get me out.”

Mitta frowned. How did Pinkamena get the codes if the guard who had them was clear off the island?

That wasn’t important right now though, as Mitta had just heard the clear word of, “Help!”

It was in the voice of Warden Point and was coming from the top of the small tower.

Mitta ran to the stairs and entered the tower. However, as she did, she saw on the screen what was happening in the room she had just left. Pinkamena was skipping down the corridor, singing something that had the words ‘Rainbow Dash’ and ‘cupcakes’ in it.

When she reached Flower Power’s cell, Power ran up to the door and yelled, “Pinkamena! You have to help me!”

Completely unfazed by Power’s ramming to the door, Pinkamena asked, “Flowers? Gee, you look like crap. Maybe I can sneak you in some compost.” She giggled madly.

“The plants! Can’t you hear them? They’re crying out to me in agony!”

“Yeah?” Pinkamena asked. “Well, then it sucks to be you then, doesn’t it?”

“Please, let me out!” He begged. “They’ll die without me!”

Pinkamena pulled a sheet of paper out of nowhere. “I dunno Green. You’re not on my party list.” She threw the paper over her shoulder and said cheerfully, “Oh well!” She trotted off.

“PLEASE!” Power shouted.

Pinkamena stopped and seemed to think for a moment. Then she went back over to Power and said, “Do you promise to cause Mares as much inconvenience as possible?”

Power looked at her. “Yes, of course!”

Pinkamena thought for a moment, then shrugged. “Ah, what the heck. I’ll cut you a break.” With that, she went over to the lock and swiped a card over it.

The door opened and Power stepped out. He sighed, calming down a bit and even getting a smirk on his face. He looked around and said, “That feels so much better.” He trotted off, with Pinkamena looking after him and then after a while, following.

Mitta, who was watching the whole thing, swore.

The screen switched to Atmosphere, who was looking at the ordeal with great enjoyment. “Would you look at that? Those two really are quite friendly to each other. But that’s not important right now.” Atmosphere held up a remote with a button. “What’s important is your current position. What better place to have you than the place with your worst enemies?”

Atmosphere pressed the button. Then, the screen turned off.

Mitta was confused, as the button hadn’t done anything that she could see. Then, she was brought back to Equestria by Point saying, “Cut me free.”

Mitta got out a thrower and severed the ropes holding him. He sighed and sat down on all fours. “Atmosphere’s taken control of the security overrides. I have the sequence generator but without the terminal in my office, it’s useless.”

“Your terminal had been destroyed.” Mitta replied. “Give me the sequencer!”

Point blinked, not used to getting orders. “What? Oh, yes… of course.” He handed her a card that had the Moongate Asylum logo on it.

As Mitta scanned it into a device that looked like a walkie-talkie, he said bitterly. “It’s useless. Half the code won’t get you anywhere. We’re trapped in here.”

Mitta threw away the generator, done with it. Then she put down her Cryptographic Sequencer and said, “There’s always a way out. Always.”

Author's Note

Sorry that this took so long to write, but I’m a lazy bum.

I’ll quickly put up the picture for Flower Power and if you guys want, I can do one of Non-Form as well.

(EDIT) I've put up the picture for Flower Power. Check out my blog to see the link!

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Riot

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Riot

After a bit of fiddling with the Cryptographic Sequencer, the control box exploded and the security gate sparked out.

Mitta turned to the Warden. "You stay here. Lock this gate when I leave."

"Good idea." The Warden agreed. "Can't have somepony of my stature falling back into their hooves, now, can we?"

Mitta rolled her eyes. Then she walked down the stairs, noting that Non-Form had transformed into Warden Point and was glaring at her. She ignored him and continued towards the door. As she walked to it though, she couldn't help but feel that something was wrong. She walked out the door and immediately discovered the problem.

Flower Power wasn't the only one to have been let out of his cell. Every single other cell in the room was open and empty.

Mitta stared at the room for a while before cursing loudly.

Mitta ran along, knowing the sort of damage that the maniacs in this place could do. However, before she could get to the door, an inmate burst out from a cell. He had a clamp on his snout and had the sort of look in his eyes that clearly said, 'What is that thing?! I'll kill it!'

The only good thing about these inmates was that they were predictable. As he ran towards Mitta, she sidestepped and tripped him over. As he was on the ground, Mitta walked up and punched his face, knocking him out. She didn't need him doing any damage.

Mitta walked out the door, doing a quick scan to see if there were any more nutjobs around. There were none in her immediate path, but there was a guard on the electrified floor holding his stomach. As Mitta went to help him, a pink unicorn out from the side and said, "Surprise!"

Pinkamena grinned at her. "Y'know, I kinda thought that you could fly, even a little bit." She teleported to an above part, where she went over to a control box. "Guess I thought wrong!" She said, blasting the control box. Immediately, the floor started to spark, electrocuting the guard into unconsciousness.

"Come and get me, Mares!" Pinkamena shouted. "I double dare you!"

Even with her broken wing, the electrocuted floor was no problem. Mitta pulled out her grapnel and grappled up to the platform, where there were a bunch of thugs, waiting to fight. Two charged at her, which Mitta responded to by grabbing them both and smashing their heads together. She then used her Claw to pull an inmate away from a gun rack and a thrower to stun another one trying to get guns.

The first one tried to get back up, but with a buck, he was sent back down again. The second backed off while the fourth ran at her. Mitta stepped to the side, allowing the inmate to crash into the railing.

"You guys are idiots!" Pinkamena laughed, hanging on a light. "You're simply hilarious!"

The third got punched in the face and fell down and the second tried to punch her but Mitta ducked under his hoof and smashed the back of his head. The fourth tried to get up, but Mitta knocked him over the railing and onto the electrocuted floor. He yelled for a minute before passing out. Mitta then broke the first thug's foreleg, giving him enough pain to faint.

At this point, the last two thugs knew what was coming, so they didn't really try their hardest. The second thug had his buck countered and he went down and out. The last guy tried to beg for mercy, but Mitta just punched his face.

"Hey, boys and girls!" Pinkamena called. "I think your buddies need some help."

A pacification barrier closed down, revealing three mares and two stallions. All five came out of the small corridor and prepared to fight.

A mare rushed at Mitta, who responded by tripping over the rushing inmate and punching her stomach. The next one, a stallion, got hit in the face by a thrower and the other stallion got picked up and thrown at a mare. The fifth minion tried to rush at Mitta, who used her Claw to smash her face into the ground.

"Ooooooo." Pinkamena said mockingly. "That looked like it hurt."

The second thug tried to buck Mitta, but she flipped him over and let him hit his head on the floor. The fourth pushed the third off of her only to be hit by a thrower. The first and the fifth ran in at the same time, so Mitta smashed their heads together, knocking them both down. The third got kicked right in the face.

Mitta jumped over to the first thug just as he was getting up and smashed him into the ground, knocking her out. The fourth tried to punch Mitta and got countered, punched, and knocked out. The second had his foreleg broken. The third tried to buck Mitta but had his jaw knocked out of alignment and the fifth, while trying to get a gun, got hit by a thrower.

Pinkamena was insane, but she wasn't stupid. She knew that if she stayed where she was, then Mare-Do-Well would probably beat her until barely conscious. So she teleported to a doorway, which was immediately covered by a pacification barrier.

"Was that as easy as it looked?" Pinkamena asked to the air. "Well, it sure won't be easy trying to catch me!" With that, she ran down the corridor.

Mitta had to go after Pinkamena, but to do that, she had to take out the electric floor. She went into the control room, getting out her Cryptographic Sequencer, and walked to a control box. Mitta immediately got to work, trying to deactivate the box.

One of the main problems with the security system in Moongate Asylum was that they didn't use the standard password system that literally every other security system in Manehatten used. This made it so that Mitta had to physically destroy the boxes instead of figuring out a password.

Eventually, the box she was working on exploded, turning off the electricity on the floor.

That out of the way, Mitta glided down to where the guard and the fallen inmate were. She quickly checked them, satisfied that they were both breathing, though unconscious.

Now, she walked through the doorway that Pinkamena went through. A maniac tried to charge at her, but Mitta picked him up and slammed him into the ground. She then smashed his face, knocking him out. Then she continued on her way. With her lenses, she noticed another maniac around the corner, so she went and took care of him. She then walked up some stairs.

Allowing the door to scan her, Mitta activated her lenses. To her alarm, she saw what appeared to be two ponies being hanged by the back hooves. She quickly ran over to the next door, impatiently waiting for it to open, then she burst through.

She was greeted by the sight of two guards hanging over electrified water. One water pool had a present in front of it. On the left was a window, from which Pinkamena was looking out of.

Pinkamena grinned. "Hey Mares, how's it hangin'? Well," She gestured towards the guards. "As you can see, these guards are certainly hanging!" She laughed insanely.

Mitta looked around. She spied a control box to her left and next to the window. Getting out her Cryptographic Sequencer, she quickly hacked into it. To her satisfaction, it turned out to be a password protected system. She quickly decoded the password and the electricity beneath the guard on the left turned off. Seeing that it was safe now, Mitta threw a thrower and cut the rope.

"Figured it out, huh?" Pinkamena taunted. "Well, lets see you figure this out!"

The present unfolded to reveal a bomb. The timer on its front read 2 minutes and counting.

Mitta frowned and looked around. The electricity beneath the last guard hadn't switched off, so there was obviously a second control panel nearby. She found it near another pool of water. She went over to it and quickly decoded it, switching off the electricity beneath the last guard. Finally able to save him, Mitta threw another thrower and cut the rope.

"Well, congrats Mares, you saved them both. Gotta go now." Pinkamena said. She then looked at a watch that had somehow appeared on her hoof. "Oh, and now you have thirty seconds to escape. Good luck!" She then sprang away.

Mitta blinked rapidly, then looked at the bomb. The task of saving the last guard had only taken half a minute.

The timer now read twenty-nine seconds.

Mitta ran over to the door where the guards had gone to. She pulled out her Sequencer for the last time and quickly overloaded the control panel. It exploded and the door opened up.

"Quick!" One of the guards shouted. "Get out!"

All three of them ran out of the room. The door closed behind them just as the bomb released Fear Toxin everywhere.

"Oh, thank Celestia!" One of the guards panted. "I thought we were going to die in there!"

"Your safe now." Mitta responded.

"You going after that crazy witch? I saw her heading out the door as we got out of the room."

"She won't get away. I'll stop her, then Atmosphere."

"Good. Hey, I'll try to get the ventilation system working. If you find her, don't go easy on her. For me."

As the guards left, the other guard whispered, "Hey, what was that thing she used back in their?"

"No idea." The other guard responded. "She saved our lives, that's all I need to know."

Mitta went back the way she came, as that seemed to be the way Pinkamena was going. Other than a scuffle with a maniac, it was uneventful to the room with the electric floor.

When she reached that room, Pinkamena taunted over the intercom, "C'mon, you tired or what? Let me help you."

A pacification barrier went down, pretty much marking where Mitta had to go next.

Mitta waited for the door to open, then went through. She noticed a maniac above her, but she ignored him, as he wasn't hurting her right now. She reached a point where there was a grate above her that lead above. Seeing no other way, Mitta pulled out her Claw and pulled down the grate.

About three seconds after the vent was pulled down, a maniac fell down and tried to attack her. Unable to react quickly enough, Mitta soon found that the inmate was viciously trying to eat her. She threw him off and punched his face, knocking him out.

After a bit of recovery, Mitta grappled up the vent and found herself in a room. She blew up a control panel that disabled the pacification barrier below her and then walked down the stairs. She found herself in front of a door that lead to Extreme Pacification.

Mitta frowned. The super-criminals known as the Elementals were usually housed in there, as they were some of the most dangerous foes Mitta has encountered. They had broken out some time ago, but Mitta still wondered whether Pinkamena had something in store for her. Deciding that the best approach was go in, Mitta entered the room.

The room was split into four sections: three panels with electrified flooring and the observation tower, in which Pinkamena was looking down at Mitta in.

"Well, about time!" She said, grinning. "What took ya so long? I've been waiting for ages!" She put her hoof on a button. "I've been waiting to show you something... You see, I've had a talk with the other wackos in here and we decided to throw you a proper homecoming party!"

The door on the right opened. Four thugs ran out, jumping down onto the central panel, where Mitta was. Following them was a green stallion with red, slitted eyes and no mane or tail. His Cutie Mark was a coiled snake. Every now and then a forked tongue struck out between two razor-sharp fangs.

Oh, great. Mitta thought to herself. The thugs were no problem at all, but Serpent was a major threat. His major preference of attack was biting with his fangs (which he splashed with poison at every chance he got) or constricting with his whole body. Occasionally, he got his pet snakes to kill for him, but Mitta couldn't see any of them around.

A stallion came up and tried to buck Mitta in the face, but Mitta just flipped him over and smashed his face. She then blasted a mare with magic and barely dodged Serpent's attempt at biting her. He came back around and dove at her again, so Mitta ducked and just as he was sailing over her, she blasted him with magic, sending him flying.

Another mare got hit by a thrower and went down. At this point, Pinkamena apparently decided that this wasn't dangerous enough and activated the electric floor. Immediately, Mitta ran to the panel on the right. Two other thugs and Serpent followed suit. The first thug climbed up the panel on the left. The mare that Mitta had just knocked down wasn't so lucky and got electrocuted into unconsciousness.

The last stallion tried to punch Mitta, but she slammed his head on the railing. Serpent tried to bite her again, diving at her at lightning speed. She barely dodged and threw a thrower, knocking him down again. The second thug got bucked in the face and was sent flying, while the fourth minion had his punch countered. The electric flooring started to glow again.

Mitta jumped to the centre panel and used her claw to pull the first thug over the railing so he hit his head on the ground. Then Serpent dived at her again, this time colliding with her. This time though, he didn't bite her. Instead, he started to squeeze his body around her. Unable to breathe, Mitta punched Serpent's chin, making him let go of her. Then, she bucked him in the face.

The fourth thug tried to attack her again, but Mitta just blasted him with magic, sending him flying and sending him down. She then started to counter a thug's punch, but noticed out of the corner of her eye that Serpent was moving again. She then pushed away the thug and dodged Serpent's dive.

Serpent came back around and tried to bite her again. Mitta dodged, pulling out her Claw in the process. As he passed her, she fired and caught onto his head. Then, she pulled down, smashing his head on the floor. At this point, the floor started to spark again.

Mitta jumped to the panel on the left, the other two thugs following suit. Mitta punched the second thug back to the ground that was sparking and barely dodged Serpent's dive. As the second thug got electrocuted, the first thug tried to punch her again, but Mitta just ducked under his attempted blow and punched his face, knocking him out.

Now it was just her and Serpent.

He dived at her again, with Mitta dodging and allowing him to collide with the railing. He staggered for a moment, allowing Mitta to use the Claw to smash his head into the ground again. Hissing in fury, he dived at her again, this time getting onto her. He raised his head to sink his fangs into her, but Mitta quickly bucked him off, sending him flying. He hit his head on the wall and slid down, unconscious.

"You call that a fight?" Pinkamena asked rhetorically over the intercom. "Come on out colts!"

Mitta sighed as the door on the left opened. Five thugs poured out this time, along with a grey stallion with wild, dark blue hair. He had an insane glare on his face and his Cutie Mark was a fractured skull of some sort.

Mitta frowned for a moment. Bonecracker's method of attack was unpredictable, which made him a dangerous foe. His hooves were almost as hard as steel, which made him all the more deadly.

A thug came up and tried to hit her with his hoof, but Mitta flipped him over and bucked him. She threw a thrower at another thug, knocking him down, and then dodged Bonecracker's swipe at her. He swung again, accidently hitting another thug, then stood still. Seeing this as an opportunity, Mitta threw a thrower at him, stunning him. She then punched him in the face, knocking him down.

Two thugs rushed in at the same time, so Mitta smashed their heads together. At this point, the floor began to spark. Mitta, the thugs and Bonecracker quickly jumped to the other panel. However, the two minions that Mitta had smashed were slow to get up and ended up being electrocuted. She then dodged a sudden swipe from Bonecracker. He swung again and again and on the third swing, Mitta caught his hoof and smashed it into Bonecracker's face, knocking him down.

The third thug tried to buck her, so Mitta flipped him over into the wall. He hit his head and slid down. She punched the first thug and then bucked the second. At this point, Bonecracker got frustrated and charged at her. Mitta dodged and allowed him to hit the railing. He was stunned for a moment, so he didn't notice the floor sparking. By the time the other thugs and Mitta had gotten to safety, he found himself being electrocuted. He yelled for a bit before the floor stopped.

His hooves allowed him to still be standing, but by now, he was getting angry. Mitta had other problems at the moment, as the third thug was trying to throw a fire extinguisher at her. Mitta caught it and threw it back. The thug wasn't so quick and got hit by it, knocking him out. Bonecracker got up and swung at Mitta, who dodged the blow and punched his face.

The second thug got hit by the Claw and had his face slammed into the ground, knocking him out. The first thug tried to punch her again, but had his foreleg broken. He soon passed out from the pain. Bonecracker moved in with a swing. Mitta dodged and threw another thrower at him. Stunned, he didn't react as Mitta bucked him.

Seething, Bonecracker charged at Mitta again. She dodged and leapt from the panel as it sparked. Bonecracker slowed down and quickly realised what was about to happen. Too late though, as he was electrocuted and knocked out.

Above her, Pinkamena was getting impatient. It wasn't as if she didn't know that she was going to lose. Arkham Asylum ended with Joker losing, so obviously this story was going to end the same. That didn't mean she wasn't going to try, though. She still had seven thugs. She reckoned she could do this.

"Alright, you asked for it!" Pinkamena yelled. "Get ready for the pain!"

At this, she quickly made her way down and got with the seven remaining thugs as the doors opened again.

Atmosphere looked at his creation so far. It wasn't his best work, given his working materials. It would do however.

He hadn't heard from his minions since he had sent them all to recapture Intensive Treatment. He had heard that Mare-Do-Well was going after the Warden, whom Pinkamena had taken into the penitentiary. That meant that the hold up wasn't her. It meant that Pinkamena's goons were putting up a better resistance that he had reckoned, or his Factory Workers had simply gotten themselves killed.

He was fine by this. All he would do was send in more thugs if the previous ones had messed up.

At this point, the radio picked up a call. Atmosphere picked it up and said, "This better be important."

"We've gotten back Intensive Treatment boss." One of his thugs replied.

Atmosphere smirked. "Good. Set up a sniper somewhere. Make it so that no-pony can get in."

"Where do we put him?"

"I don't care. Just make sure that Mare-Do-Well won't be able to get in."

There was a small pause after this.

"Is she coming, boss?" The thug replied nervously.

"Not right now, but she will. So set up some sort of defensive pact." Atmosphere hung up.

"Atmos?"

Atmosphere turned. "I assume you want to get into Intensive Treatment, Mindworks?"

"Yes. I have formulated the ultimate fear gas." Fear Feeder replied, his mask off. "The princesses wouldn't be able to block out its effects, let alone a common pony like Mare-Do-Well!"

"You know what happened the last time you said that, right?" Atmosphere replied.

"This will work! I am sure of it!" Feeder insisted. "There is no physically possible way that anything could block out the effects."

"...Very well." Atmosphere said hesitantly. "Shall I set up an escort?"

"No need. I can handle myself."

"Good. I'm heading over to the Gardens, and I need all the stallions I can get."

Pinkamena blinked experimentally to see if her brain was still working.

It was, which surprised her. She expected to have concussion.

Mitta roughly forced her up, making her snap, "Oi! Hooves off!"

Mitta noticed a piece of paper taped to her horn. She grabbed it. Pinkamena immediately said, "Hey, hey! Manners, Mares!"

"Quiet." Mitta said coldly. She scanned the paper, which had the heading 'party list' on the top. On it was everypony Mitta had encountered. Dr Atmosphere, Bonecracker, Serpent, Fear Feeder, Arachnid and Beast. There were some other names as well, mostly of super-criminals that were imprisoned here that had previously escaped. They were the ones that were crossed out. The names of the ponies that were here had smiley faces next to their names.

"Why the smiles next to certain names?" Mitta asked forcefully.

Pinkamena giggled. "I thought you were the detective here."

Mitta frowned. Then she grabbed Pinkamena's hoof and scanned it with her Cryptographic Sequencer. Then she forced Pinkamena into a cell. Pinkamena went in without comment, although she did say, "Good luck finding old Atmos. He's in the secret lab in the Gardens and-" She suddenly stopped in mock surprise. "Oopsie!"

"I know." Mitta replied, walking out the door.

Pinkamena waited a bit since Mitta left, then giggled to herself, pulling a file out of nowhere. "Lesson 1: Never leave a fourth-wall breaker alone in a cage."

Author's Note

Its been a million years, hasn't it? Sorry about that.

I'm gonna try and work on this in my free time in between schoolwork (probably not that), video games and Youtube (probably that).

Thank you for watching and being patient.

Potato.

Garden

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Garden

Once Mitta was outside the room, she activated her radio. "Moonbow, I'm done. Pinkamena is subdued and I have her prints scanned."

"So you can find the secret lab in the Gardens." Moonbow said.

"Yes. Tartlet's been all over the island, so I'm calibrating the scanner to only show prints that have traces of chlorophyll."

"Ok, listen. Be careful. I looked at a thermal image of Moongate. The Gardens are showing up hot. Something bad is happening there."

Mitta frowned and hung up. Clearly, what was going on in the Gardens was big, which probably meant that the Savage was being mass-produced now. Her thoughts were on Beast and the first Savage-controlled thug she fought. She did not need another appendage broken.

At this point, Atmosphere's voice rang out over the intercom. "Pinkamena and those other psychopaths were just a little warm-up. And to be fair, she did an okay job of distracting you from my work." Atmosphere chuckled. "Of course, that's the only reason I let you go after her. I'm already close to creating my own personal army."

Mitta ignored him and raced to the door. She ran through the room with the electrified floor and knocked out a maniac in the hallway.

In Cells Access, she heard a radio come on. "We are back at the Manehatten Bay with our reporter, Current Affair. Affair, we're seeing reports that all access to the island has been restricted. Police and Royal Guards are manning checkpoints."

"That's correct." Current Affair replied. "The island is effectively cut off from the mainland. Nothing on or off. Early reports that Mare-Do-Well herself is on the island appear to be confirmed. Eyewitness reports state that she was returning Dr Atmosphere to Moongate after the incident at the Mayor's Office.

"There are unconfirmed reports that Mare-Do-Well was killed during Atmosphere's daring escape, but I must stress that this is currently unconfirmed and should be taken with a grain of salt. More as it happens. Back to the studio."

"Thank you, Affair. We'll bring you more as it happens. As Affair said, we do not know for certain, but it appears that Mare-Do-Well may have been killed in the breakout attempt. Stay tuned for the latest news. Now, back to the scheduled program."

Mitta frowned at this. News like that may cause the population to panic. The police would have to work overtime.

And Mitta was annoyed that they actually thought that she had died.

As she walked out to the exit, she was attacked by two more insane inmates, but she managed to shake them off. She exited the door and found herself out in the fresh air again. Which was ruined by another maniac who was mauling a doctor.

After she smashed the maniac, the intercom jingled, and then Atmosphere's voice echoed around the island. "Factory Workers, I have the distinct pleasure of announcing that Pinkamena has been put under lock and key. I also have the distinct displeasure to announce that most of the penitentiary's craziest inmates have escaped the building and are roaming around the island.

"If you see anypony exhibiting odd behaviour, then don't hesitate to shoot them. We have no need of degenerates like them. And once you're finished with that, get yourselves to the Gardens at once! I'm working and I have no intention of being disturbed."

Atmosphere was right. The island was literally swarming with the maniacs. Mitta did her best to avoid fights with them to conserve her energy.

As she approached the Gardens, she heard Atmosphere's voice again over the intercom.

"Good news!" Atmosphere sounded satisfied. "I have finished working on the Savage formula! For those of little intelligence, that means that I can now infuse any willing minions with the power of a god! And for those who are openly opposing the Savage, and I know there are a few, then you get to go first.

"I'm in need of unwilling test subjects to make sure that it works. So you would be perfect. Of course, if everyone wants to have a shot, then we can just try it out on some of the... 'Party Poopers' we've captured. Anyone who wants to bring popcorn is welcome."

So he's completed the formula... Mitta mused. She opened the door and walked into the Botanical Gardens. I need to pick up Pinkamena's trail. I can't waste any time finding the Savage production plant.

With a quick scan, she found two armed thugs standing near the door. She crept up to a corner and listened to deduce whether they would talk about anything important.

"What the hell was that thing?" A female convict asked.

"No idea." A male inmate replied. "Atmos is cooking something up."

"Yeah, and it don't smell good."

"Thinks he's Celestia or something. Messing with pony's bodies."

"If he tries that stuff on me, then I quit."

Mitta decided that they weren't going to talk about anything important. She grabbed two throwers and threw them out at the inmates.

Both fell down and hit the pacification barrier in the process. The electric shock was enough to knock them out.

Mitta went to the control panel and brought out her Cryptographic Sequencer. She fiddled a bit before the panel exploded.

She opened the door and walked through. Her eyepieces immediately detected six armed inmates. She grappled up to a vantage point and looked around. They were all wearing 'suicide collars', which was going to make things a little harder.

She noticed a thug walking below a gargoyle. She grappled to it, waited for him to pass through, then silently jumped down. She grabbed him and pulled him to the floor, suffocating him to unconsciousness. The collar made so that she had very little time, so she quickly sprayed some explosive gel then grappled away.

"Check your numbers." Atmosphere said coldly over the intercom.

There was a small amount of confusion between the inmates for a bit, then about three went over to the spot where Mitta had knocked out the thug. When they were all around the body, Mitta detonated the gel.

The thugs flew off. Mitta jumped down and quickly knocked one out before somepony spotted her. She grappled away and looked for her next victim.

"Oh no, oh no. I lost her!" An inmate shouted.

"You're an idiot!" The leader snarled. "Don't lose her again!"

Two thugs went over to both of the unconscious ponies. One tried to wake one up, but to no avail.

"What're we going to do?" He cried.

"We need to find her, or we're next." The leader said. "You hear me!?"

"Mare-Do-Well?" The first thug said shakily. "Can you hear me? Show yourself!"

Two thugs teamed up while one was watching the exit. This left one thug that was just on his own. Mitta had to wait until the perfect opportunity to take one down. She got this chance when the two ponies that had teamed up climbed down a ladder. She came down and suffocated the thug. He went down and she grappled away again.

She waited until Atmosphere said, "This is stupid, she's taken out half of you already!"

The two thugs realised that the third was no longer with them and they climbed back up the ladder. The one at the door didn't move. Deciding to take him out now, Mitta pulled out a Sonic Disk. It was a device that disrupted electronic equipment and generated odd sounds. She threw it and it hit the floor in front of the minion. It immediately started generating an odd sound.

The minion blinked and went over to the source of the sound. Mitta, taking her chance, jumped off the railing and landed silently behind her. Then she suffocated her into unconsciousness. She quickly grappled away again.

After a few seconds, Atmosphere announced over the intercom, "You have another mare down."

At this, all the courage of the inmates disappeared. One ran to the unconscious inmate while one stayed where he was. Seeing this, Mitta jumped down and suffocated the inmate. She then followed the last thug and knocked him out with a kick.

"Really." Atmosphere said. "She beat you all. Again. It must really take an army of monsters."

Mitta activated her lenses and looked around. The hoofprints were everywhere in this room. Pinkamena must have been searching this place from top to bottom. She came to the door and went through it.

The room she entered was flooded with water. On the other side was Dr Atmosphere, who turned when he heard the door open and close. With him was a Moongate guard, whom Mitta assumed was a prisoner.

"You need to stop this now." Mitta growled. "Before it gets out of control."

Atmosphere smirked. "Same as ever I see. I'm not going to quit just because you say so."

"Let him go NOW." Mitta snarled.

Ignoring her, Atmosphere looked at the guard and said, "I originally planned for this stallion to be a test subject for the Snarler." He then reached into his lab coat and pulled out a laser gun. "But I think he'll suit the better purpose of setting an example."

Atmosphere fired the laser gun at a power box. It flew from its hinges and fell into the water, creating an immediate electric current. Atmosphere then picked up the guard and pushed him into the water.

Mitta's eyes widened. "No!"

Too late.

The guard spasmed beneath the water for a bit before becoming inert.

Atmosphere chuckled. He started to walk away, saying, "You really have to pick up your pace. At this rate you'll never catch me."

He pulled out a remote detonator and pressed a button on it. The hall he was walking through exploded, creating an effective barrier.

Mitta growled. I need to shut down the power to this room. She thought. She walked out of the room and looked at her map.

The door on the right lead right where she should be able to turn off the power. She jumped down and walked through the door.

It lead to a corridor that had a small flower patch in the middle of it. In the flower patch was a statue of one of the previous Mayors of Manehatten. It was this particular mayor that approved the building of Moongate Asylum in the Manehatten Area.

Mitta walked past the statue and noticed something glimmer on the park bench next to it.

It was a tape reel. The kind they used when they were interviewing patients.

Mitta blinked, frowned, then picked it up. It seemed really careless for somepony to just something like this here. Interview tapes were usually placed in a record room, where all patient interviews throughout the years were kept. Deciding to ask somepony about it later on, Mitta placed it in a pocket within her cape and walked on.

She walked into the generator room. Inside were six thugs and a staff member who was strapped to a chair.

"Stop! Please!" The staff begged. "I'm not important. I can't help you!"

One of the thugs chuckled. "You're lucky the boss don't want you hurt too bad. Said something about you bein' the perfect bait." At this, the thug frowned. "Don't get it, you're not special. So who's gonna save you?"

"Mare-Do-Well?" Another minion suggested.

The first thug chuckled. "Please. Why would the Mare be interested in a pig like this?"

The second thug shrugged. "Dunno. But that's what the Mare does, isn't it?"

"...Huh. Good point."

Mitta got out three throwers and threw them at the closest three thugs. They went down.

Mitta punched a thug in the face just as he was turning around. The other thugs were startled to notice Mare-Do-Well in their midst, so Mitta had enough time to use her Claw to force a thug's face into the ground. The last thug ran up with a bar in his hooves and swung it at her. She grabbed it, pulled it off of him, then smashed his face in with it.

The second minion tried to buck her, so she flipped him over and bucked him right back. The fourth thug got punched in the face again, going back down again, and the third thug tried to punch Mitta, but got punched right back. The first one got hit by another thrower, hitting the ground, and the sixth thug got bucked into the wall.

The fifth and fourth thugs ran in together. Mitta grabbed them both and smashed their heads together. The second thug got kicked in the face, knocking him out, with the first thug following him. The fifth thug got up again (without the fourth one) and instantly got hit by the sixth inmate. They both went down. The third thug started to say something but got punched in the face.

When Mitta cut the janitor free, he said, "Thanks. Are you okay?"

Mitta smiled under the mask. "I'm fine. I eat punks like these for breakfast. What were they doing in here?"

"The ones that weren't hitting me went over there," He gestured to a control panel. "And started doing something to the power controls. I have no idea what they were doing."

Mitta looked at the control panel. Strapped to it were two obviously placed bombs. Looks like Atmosphere's booby trapped the control box. This is going to be tougher than before, but it's a risk I'll need to take.

Mitta got out her Cryptographic Sequencer and got the box's frequency. It looked like it had to be deciphered three times. She got the first frequency easily, but the next one took a bit of time. The last frequency was difficult, but eventually, the box sparked without properly exploding, signalling a small victory.

Above the control box was a screen of the flooded corridor. It showed the electricity going out and the water becoming safe again.

Looks like I've cut the power to the generator ahead. Mitta thought, satisfied. She walked out the door.

As she walked, Atmosphere mocked her over the intercom. "Well, aren't you the persistent one. Always one step ahead." He chuckled. "Your efforts are in vain though. In a few moments, I will have an army of Savage monsters destroying Cloudsdale and perhaps Manehatten. It will be my greatest success and your greatest failure."

By this time, Mitta had reached the flooded corridor. She walked through the water, avoiding the dead guard, and reached a grating. She pulled it off and crawled inside. It was like a maze inside and it came to a point where she had to go back a few times. Eventually, she got to the opposite grating and pushed it off.

Jumping over a fallen pillar, she blew up a wall and found herself near a door. She pushed through and found herself in an abandoned chamber. Like the catacombs, this place seemed eerie and liable to collapse at any moment. It wasn't safe to use the grapnel here.

She jumped down onto a platform. She walked up some stairs and found a platform just hanging on the other side of a walkway. She jumped, managed to somehow grab on, and pull herself up. She noticed something fall under the waterfall. She blinked and ran to where it was.

It was the body of what seemed to be one of Pinkamena's minions, except weirdly altered.

Another mutation. Mitta frowned. If Atmosphere's making these monsters he hasn't perfected the formula yet. I need to hurry. Mitta then ran back and went through the door.

WARNING. YOU MIGHT FIND THE FOLLOWING PART DISTURBING.

"So just sit down." Dr Atmosphere said to one of his thugs. "I won't be a moment."

"No problem boss." The thug said. He looked nervously at the syringe gun in his wing. "What does that thing do anyway?"

"It contains a formula that increases your size, strength and intelligence." Atmosphere explained. He then frowned and said, "Well... it'll certainly increase your size. Not sure about the other two."

At this, Atmosphere fired the gun. A syringe shot out and hit the minion in the shoulder.

"YEOW!" The thug jumped back, looking at the syringe. "What did you just stick me with?" He suddenly doubled up in pain. "But... it hurts." The last word came out a bit distorted due to the pain. The minion's muscles in his right foreleg suddenly started bulging, as well as the muscles in the left back leg.

"Fascinating, isn't it?" Atmosphere asked rhetorically.

"But it hurts!" He yelled, growing bigger. Random muscles started bulging all over his body. Unable to sustain his own weight anymore, the bones in his leg broke, sending him to the floor. He screamed in pain as he started bulging all over. Eventually, the muscles actually burst, spraying the area around him with blood. He cried a bit more before his heart started bulging too much and exploded within his own body.

He shook for a bit before he died.

Atmosphere sighed, as if mildly annoyed, wiping the blood off of his face. "Disappointing." He turned to the two minions who were guarding the door. "Get this mess out of here. Then I want you to prepare the next test subject."

The thugs didn't hear him. They were staring in horror at what was left of the guy they just sent in the room.

"WELL?!" Atmosphere snapped.

The thugs suddenly straightened up and went over to the body. With nauseous faces, they pushed him into a large hole which led to the waterfall.

After a small fight with two thugs, Mitta talked to a janitor. "Are you okay?"

"Do I look okay?" The orderly demanded. "They were trying to kill me! They rounded us all up and forced us into cages!"

"Are they still in there?" Mitta asked.

"No, no-pony's come out since. You've got to help them!"

"Stay here." Mitta ordered, walking off.

She walked through the door and heard someone scream, "Help me! Please!"

Mitta ducked behind a corner and peaked out. There were two doctors trapped in cages hanging over a deep pit. Why the pit was there was anypony's guess.

"Okay, listen." Atmosphere said over the intercom. "If you see Mare-Do-Well, then you can send the doctors to Tartarus, understand?"

In the control tower, an inmate said into a microphone, "Yeah! They're going down!"

"Good." Atmosphere said, satisfied. "Now remember, if you hear a suicide collar go off, then Mare-Do-Well's here."

I'm willing to bet that all the thugs in here are wearing security collars. Mitta thought. I'll need to take out the operator first.

Mitta waited until the thug to her immediate right turned around, then silently dashed to the grate in an indent in the wall. She silently pulled it off and climbed inside. She found herself in a small alcove where she had to grapple up and climb a ladder to get to another vent. Using her lenses, she noticed a thug looking out over the pit. She dropped down silently and crept along to the next area.

She grappled over to the railing but didn't climb over it, reason being was that there was a grate to her left that she had to go in. She dropped down and silently pried the vent open. She climbed inside and found herself face-to-face with a stone statue imbedded in the wall.

She grappled up a bit to find a opening to the control tower. When the time was right and the minion's back was turned, she jumped down and suffocated him into unconsciousness.

I've incapacitated the main threat, Mitta thought. But the hostages are still in danger.

Mitta climbed down and crept behind a thug when Atmosphere said over the intercom, "So, you managed to solve my puzzle. Well done. But you seem to have forgotten about my alarms. Now, to my men, stop Mare-Do-Well from getting to me!"

The thug blinked before Mitta throttled him into unconsciousness. She then went over to the second thug just as he was turning around. She then took out the last thug before he could react.

"Never mind." Atmosphere said bitterly.

Author's Note

I thought that the scene with the test subject would be... interesting. Sure, its graphic, but it is tied to something that you hear during the game.

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Flowers

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Flowers

"I'm so sorry." The doctor said. "I thought I was working for Docter Heart. I had no idea Atmosphere was involved until he burst into the lab."

Mitta decided to forgive him. "Where's the lab?"

"Back over there. I always get buzzed through." He said, pointing. "There's a hidden door, but... you know, it's hidden."

Sage advice. Mitta thought to herself. "I'll find it. Stay here."

Mitta walked away, thinking. Atmosphere wanted the entrance to the production plant guarded. I should pick up Pinkamena's trail again so I can find it.

Mitta activated her lenses, following Pinkamena's hoofprints. She came up to a panel that had her front hooves all over it. Deciding that this was probably it, Mitta pulled off the metal plate and found a security panel with fear gas canisters attached to it.

Pulling out her Cryptographic Sequencer, she quickly found the three frequencies and the panel blew up. She heard a grinding to her left and she looked at the source of the noise.

Part of the stone wall was sliding backwards. It then stopped and retreated upwards, revealing an auto-detect door.

Satisfied, Mitta walked through it, going across a metal walkway.

Through the door was none other than Dr Atmosphere, accompanied by two thugs. Atmosphere turned and saw her. He grinned and said, "Well... although I can't pretend that this is a pleasant surprise, I can assume that this is an opportunity."

The two thugs turned and looked at her in surprise. They stood up and got ready for a fight.

Behind Mitta, the walkway she had gone across had collapsed. The minions looked nervous in stark contrast to Atmosphere, who was pulling something out of his lab coat with a smirk.

It was modelled after a gun, but it clearly didn't fire bullets. Its barrel had a toxic symbol on it and it didn't have a bullet chamber.

Atmosphere put two darts into the gun. "Since I've finished up here, I see no harm in testing my latest creation, this Savage gun." Atmosphere and his thugs smirked as he pointed the gun towards Mitta...

...and then suddenly fired at one of his henchponies.

The thug yelled in pain, with the other thug looking at Atmosphere in surprise. In response, Atmosphere shot him as well.

Each had a dart sticking out of them, which Mitta had no doubt were filled with Savage. Indeed, their bodies were starting to mutate grotesquely, their muscles growing larger and their hooves growing claws. Atmosphere chuckled and walked into an elevator.

"Going so soon?" Mitta taunted.

Atmosphere nodded. "Indeed. When in this state, my minions aren't all that fussy about whom they kill. And I don't intend to lose my life at this age. Goodbye." He said, the elevator doors closing.

By this time, both thugs had fully mutated. Unlike the first Savage thug Mitta encountered, whom had looked misshapen and physically unwell, these Savage minions were complete in their appearance. The drug, however, seemed to have degraded their intelligence, because they were looking at Mitta with animalistic fury.

One immediately charged at her. Mitta decided to use the approach she had used with Beast and threw a thrower then dodged the now blind charge.

The Savage thug crashed into the wall. Mitta immediately ran in and started punching him. But she heard the other monster running at her, so she dodged out of the way. The creature crashed into the other, dazing them both. They both blinked hard and looked at each other.

Then they started fighting each other.

Mitta stared at this behaviour. They had seemed to have completely forgotten about her.

One got a lucky hit and the other knelt down in pain. The other apparently remembered Mitta and walked towards her. Getting an idea, Mitta ran over to the fallen one and jumped on its back. It panicked and tried to get her off. Steering as best as she could, Mitta directed the creature to the other. Its flailing arms knocked the monster back, making it stagger and kneel down.

Eventually, the monster threw her off. Mitta then immediately jumped onto the other monster and did the same thing until it threw her off. At this point, one of the monsters had picked up a dead guard and was looking at Mitta. Deducing what the monster planned to do, Mitta dodged as the body flew past her and shattered its spine on the wall.

The other monster then charged at her. Mitta blinded him with a thrower and dodged out of the way. The creature hit the wall, clutching its head. Mitta prepared to go in and start attacking, but she heard the other monster prepare to charge. She quickly threw another thrower and then dodged out of the way, the creature hitting the wall.

Mitta attacked the most recent creature to hit the wall, punching it until it had had enough. It raised its fists in an attempt to smash her (and possibly eat her) but Mitta jumped out of the way, avoiding the shockwave that knocked over the other monster. Then, it charged at her again, getting blinded by another thrower and hitting the wall.

It kneeled in pain, Mitta seeing this as an opportunity. She jumped on and 'steered' it towards the other monster. Its flailing arms continuously hit the other until it kneeled in pain. So once the monster Mitta was riding had thrown her off, she landed on the other and the process continued until she was thrown off again.

By this time, Mitta was sure that she would be able to knock them out with a well-placed hit on the head. She just had to stun them again. They didn't seem like they were going to be falling for that again yet, so instead, one picked up a dead body and threw it at her. She dodged and looked for another opening.

The other monster prepared for another charge and Mitta threw a thrower and leapt out of the way. He crashed into the wall, allowing Mitta to punch him until he kneeled. She punched him twice, then leapt up into the air and brought both of her front hooves onto his head. His face hit the ground and he fell unconscious.

One left.

This one charged again, allowing Mitta to throw another thrower and quickly dodge out of the way. It hit the wall and immediately kneeled. Mitta punched him and then performed the same technique, knocking him out.

With that out of the way, the only thing left to do now was to destroy the Savage vats. She got out her explosive gel and walked over to the vats, spraying one on each side and then walking a safe distance before detonating them. Green fire blossomed out of the vats with a loud BANG.

One problem left.

Mitta activated her headset. "Moonbow, I've destroyed the Savage production facility, but Atmosphere's escaped with enough to cause us real problems."

"Oh dear..." Moonbow said. "Just when you think it couldn't get any worse."

Mitta started thinking. "They've been using a Snarler plant hybrid to create the Savage drug. The plant's the key and there's only one pony on the island who can help us."

Moonbow understood who she was talking about and asked, "What makes you think that Flower Power will help you?"

"If his plants are at risk, he'll listen." Mitta replied. "I've got a sample of his pheromones on record. He'll be somewhere in the Gardens. I'll track him down." Mitta hung up.

Mitta walked over to a gate with a security panel next to it. She quickly blew it up with her Sequencer and looked at the ravine in front of her. She needed something to cross the ravine and with one of her wings broken, flying was out of the option.

Luckily, she had prepared for situations like this.

Mitta pulled a small touchpad meant for unicorn horns. She pressed a few buttons and then waited.

A few seconds later, she saw the familiar shape of the Mare-Drone arriving on scene. It turned to the glass ceiling and then SMASHED through it. It deposited a small cylinder which exploded on contact with the ground.

Inside was a circular object that looked like it could be a reel of sorts.

Mitta pulled out the Line Launcher and looked at it. It seemed to be in good order, so she pocketed it. The Mare-Drone flew back to the Mare-Cave.

Mitta looked at the gap stopping her from getting to Flower Power. Deciding that now would be a good time to try out her device, Mitta aimed the Line Launcher and fired at the door. Two lines flew both forwards and backwards, latching onto the door and the wall behind her. Mitta jumped up and she rode the line to the door.

She stepped through, thinking to herself, Now I can go find Greenlife.

She saw two bodies in the room with the bottomless pit. Growing angry, Mitta glided over, seeing that the doctor and guard were dead.

Atmosphere must've been busy. She thought. He'll pay for this.

Activating her lenses, Mitta saw a percentage that showed how much of Flower Power's pheromones were in the air. She followed the trail and found herself at another large gap. She passed it thanks to her Line Launcher, but she did wonder about the architect who designed this place.

She followed the trail through a door, which had an unnatural abundance of greenery, with Flower Power in the middle.

"It's okay, my dears." He said, stroking one of the bushes. "I'm here now, my poor children."

As Mitta stepped into the circle, Power said, "Yes, I know she's here. But don't worry, I won't let her hurt you..." He looked at Mitta with menace. "I'll kill her first."

"Greenlife," Mitta said. "I know Dr Heart mutated these plants to produce Snarler."

"Yes." Power smirked. "I heard it through the grapevine that the mare got what she deserved."

"I need you to help create an antidote." Mitta said.

Power raised an eyebrow. "Why would I help you? I'd prefer to let Atmosphere have his fun. It's much better watching you squirm."

A 'curious' grapevine was circling around Mitta, who really didn't have time for this. Using her magic, she crushed part of the plant.

Flower Power gasped in pain and outraged.

"You've been in the dark for too long." Mitta snapped. "Every single plant on this island will get the same unless you cooperate."

Power growled, then sighed. "There's a plant, growing deep under Moongate. Only it can counter the effects of this Savage strain."

"Where do I find it?" Mitta asked.

Power smirked. "Deep in Arachnid's lair." Mitta's eyes widened under her mask. "You didn't think it'd be easy, did you?"

Oh, great. Mitta thought. As she left, she said to Flower Power, "Get back to your cell, or I'll be after you next."

"And I'll be waiting." She heard Power reply as the bushes closed her off.

Mitta activated her headset. "Moonbow, could you find a way into Arachnid's lair?"

"You want to give yourself to-" Moonbow asked before recovering. "Alright... there's nothing here about where he's kept."

Mitta frowned. "I found a door near the entrance to the Mare-Cave, but it's shut tight. There's got to be another way in." Mitta realised something. "I left Guard Hook in Moongate Mansion. I'll see if he knows how to get down there."

Mitta hung up and backtracked to the large gap. On the other side she saw seven thugs looking at her.

"Well, look who it is." One of them said, smirking. In fact, they all looked rather confident.

"Hey Mare-Do-Well!" Another shouted. "Looks like you've taken a wrong turn."

"We're here to make sure you stay right where you are." Yet another said. "We don't need much help though, do we?"

They all laughed at that. One of them shouted across, "Yeah, go play with that botanist for a bit longer, the boss ain't ready for you yet!"

Mitta raised an eyebrow. Getting out her Line Launcher, she aimed accordingly and fired. The thugs didn't notice the line go over their heads and just chatted amongst themselves. Mitta just zoomed over the gap and set her hooves for kicking the first two thugs in the face. As she got closer, the thugs faces quickly transitioned from arrogance to alarm.

Mitta smashed the first two thugs to the ground, followed by a third. She leapt down and prepared for a fight.

A thug with a metal rod came in and swung at her. She easily dodged it and then winded him. She punched another thug in the face and countered a fifth's clumsy swing. The second thug and the seventh then rushed in at the same time, prompting Mitta to grab the second and toss him into the seventh.

The fourth tried to buck Mitta, so she flipped him over and when he landed, she broke his foreleg. He fainted just when Mitta smashed her back hooves into the seventh thug. The third thug tried to hit Mitta with a metal pole, which she caught and hit him back with. The fifth thug got hit by Mitta's forehoof, falling down. The first, third and sixth thugs attacked at once, forcing Mitta to duck under the first, knocking him over, grab him with magic and then swing him into the other two thugs. The third one was knocked out, but the first and sixth were able to get back up.

The second thug fired a blast of magic at her. Mitta responded with her own magic blast. Due to the suit having Twilight's magical prowess, Mitta's blast easily overpowered the minion's magic and knocked him out. The seventh thug got smashed by a thrower, the first had his head smashed to the floor by Mitta's Claw and the sixth got bucked in the face.

With only the fifth inmate still standing, he tried in vain to reason with her, but she punched his face anyway.

With the thugs done, Mitta climbed into the vent and into the forgotten catacombs. After a quick navigation, she followed the path to the flooded corridor. To her surprise, the water was crackling with electricity.

"Hey!" A thug shouted from the other side. "Screw you Mares! We turned on the power!"

"Yeah!" Another said, a mare. "Not so special now, are you?"

"Why don't you just walk over here and stop us?"

"I think she's scared." The mare taunted.

"Scared of a little water? What a little-"

Both sets of eyes widened as Mitta zoomed over to them on the line launcher.

A short beat-up later and Mitta walked through the door, leaving two unconscious henchponies behind her.

Through the door, Mitta spotted a pony with a gun. She quickly hid behind the bush and activated her eyepieces. She counted five hostiles. She crept up and silently throttled the first one she saw.

"Atmos says the Mare's on her way. Sty alert and don't screw up." The captain ordered.

"When are we getting our upgrades?" Another asked as Mitta grappled up to a gargoyle. "Atmos said we'll be stronger than the Mare."

"He's got the formula. We just gotta wait our turn."

"When I get it, I'm gonna rip out the Mare's head and stick it outside city hall."

"Get in line." The captain scoffed. "I'm first."

"Yeah? Says who?"

"I hope that you imbeciles aren't feeling the pressure as you get taken out one by one." Atmosphere said over the intercom.

The minions blinked in surprise. The captain shouted, "You heard Atmos!"

Most of the inmates rushed to where Mitta took out one of the thugs. One thug, however, stayed behind to guard the door. This turned out to be a great mistake, as he was pulled into the air by Mitta once he was alone.

Mitta quickly attached a rope to the thug's leg and let go, allowing him to swing under the gargoyle. She then quickly grappled to a different gargoyle and watched all the minions go from where the first minion had been taken out to where she had left another dangling under the gargoyle.

"How is she doin' this?" One of them asked.

"Leave him." The captain ordered. "We have more important things to worry about."

"I'll cover the door!" One of the thugs said, going under the archway that lead to the door.

Mitta watched as a female thug and the captain walked in different directions. Deciding to take out the captain, she waited for him to climb up to the highest storey, then silently jumped down and throttled him into unconsciousness.

Mitta quickly grappled away, just as Atmosphere said over the intercom, "Mare-Do-Well just took one of you out! Did you even notice?!"

The female thug ran over to where the captain was lying down, unconscious. When she noticed she was alone, she shouted, "Aren't you going to help me?!"

"No-can-do! I'm fine just where I am!" Was the reply.

By now both thugs were terrified. The female thug was shaking and kept swinging around, just to make sure that Mitta wasn't creeping up behind her.

Just as the thug turned again, Mitta jumped down and smothered her until she stopped moving.

She grappled away and waited for Atmosphere to say something.

"You are the last one standing." Atmosphere said coldly. "Do not fail me."

At this, the minion's nerve broke down and he shouted, "All right, I give up!! What do you want with me?!"

To this, Mitta glided over to him and kicked his face. He went down, so Mitta jumped on top of him and smashed his head into the floor.

Atmosphere growled at the sight on his tablet. He didn't pay his minions for cowardice nor failure. Yet...

He put the tablet away and looked at Flower Power. "You see what I have to deal with on a regular basis?"

Power smirked. "It looks like you need a change of staff."

"While I don't agree with plants having feelings," Atmosphere said. "I do think that you were right when you said that creatures of flesh and blood were inferior."

"Exactly."

"Which is why I wanted the Savage strain." Atmosphere continued. "If the flaws of the flesh were removed, then I would have an unstoppable army."

Power raised an eyebrow. "Removing flaws?"

"Exactly. It makes my minions ridiculously stronger, more durable, even faster. Its only real cost is the loss of intelligence, although I don't think that my minions had much of that in the first place."

"And why exactly are you telling me this?" Power asked.

"Because that's what I'm offering you." Atmosphere said. "A removal of your physical flaws."

Power blinked. Atmosphere smiled. "I'm not entirely sure what will happen if you take the Savage, but I can promise you that whatever it will do, it will help in destroying Mare-Do-Well."

Power growled. "The strain was made from my children. Allowing it into my system would-"

Atmosphere rolled his eyes. "Well then, if it's from your children, then it's basically just injecting your son's blood into yourself, is it not? I can assure you that there won't be any negative side effects."

Power contemplated this. "Will it grant me the power to kill the Mare?"

"Provided I don't beat you to it," Atmosphere smirked. "Then yes."

Mitta stumbled as the ground shook. It couldn't be an earthquake, Manehatten had never had earthquakes before.

Atmosphere's voice echoed over the intercom. "I must say, finding Flower Power happened to be a blessing for both you and me, didn't it?"

Mitta glared at the intercom. She really wished that he could just shut up for once.

After this wish, several gigantic vines burst out of the wall.

Alarmed, Mitta jumped back and looked at the vines. They blocked her way out and seemed to have veins that pulsed green.

Atmosphere chuckled. "Flower Power has become my latest experiment regarding Savage. I must say, the results are rather different. Shall I give him a bit more?"

There was another earthquake and a cry of pain that probably belonged to Power.

"Well, that was rather interesting, wasn't it?" Atmosphere asked rhetorically. "Personally, I was hoping for a forty-foot Venus flytrap, but I suppose that this'll work."

There was another earthquake, followed by mad laughter that didn't belong to Atmosphere.

One of the vines had opened up a way underneath. Mitta jumped down and followed the small catacomb, thinking to herself.

This was a little more than an inconvenience. Flower Power's control of plants seemed to have gone way beyond motion and minor growth. If he got any more Savage, he could probably destroy the entire island. Once she got the cure, she would have to come back here and stop Flower Power.

By now, she had ended her little detour and arrived at the door. She stepped through and out to the island.

Glitch

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Glitch

The first thing that Mitta saw was a gigantic tree-like object extruding out of the stairs.

As she looked around, she saw that it wasn't just the stairs. Vines as thick as oak tree trunks were smothering the mansion, strangling it like the mansion was a tree itself.

Savage is definitely having a different effect on Greenlife. Mitta thought. At the rate these plants are growing, they'll soon be out of control.

Mitta turned and looked down the stairs. She saw a plant that was orb-shaped at the top with teeth that looked like they were made out of a sort of hardened sap. It had made some sort of large crack in the ground, presumably where it came out. A curious maniac approached the creature. The plant regarded the inmate curiously for a moment before eating the pony in one bite.

Looks like the plants are mutating further. Mitta mused, with a touch of uneasiness. Those things look like the creatures that Flower Power used to attack Manehatten last year. I have to avoid them.

Mitta walked down the stairs, cautiously avoiding the mutated creature, which was probably thinking that Mitta would make a good snack. Once she was out of biting distance, she made her way towards the mansion. She was slowed down by the fact that the mutated plants were pretty much everywhere.

Once she had reached the mansion, she found that the front door was blocked by another tree-thing. Plus, there was another toothed plant hanging out right in front of the entrance. Deciding to go above, Mitta grappled up to the higher levels. The vent she had taken down before was still down, so she grappled in.

Once she was inside the mansion, she smelled a fragrance that was similar to that of roses. Of course, Mitta knew that roses didn't grow inside the mansion, so she wasn't surprised by the sight that she saw.

Large vines were everywhere, making them look like creepers in a jungle. A crimson-coloured gas filled the lower levels. Mitta knew what this stuff was. Poisonous spores. If she inhaled them, she would die in seconds.

Mitta looked across the room. There was a platform that offered a way into the next room. Getting out her Line Launcher, Mitta aimed and fired at the other side. She slid across, looking around for any more toothed plants. There were none, so she just landed and then grappled up into a room.

Mitta went through the door, looking out onto the main hall. It was the same situation here, except there were some toothed plants here as well, fighting over what Mitta really hoped was beef.

Mitta jumped down onto a walkway. She went over to the end of the room. A vine blocked her way, so she Line Launched to the other side. She then continued along and jumped down onto some stairs.

To her satisfaction, Hook, some guards and a doctor were here. Hook looked at her and said, "Figured you'd be here about now. What's the deal with the plants?"

To this, Mitta replied, "...It's complicated."

"Let me guess... Flower Power?" Hook growled. "He teamed up with Atmosphere?"

"All that matters is that I can stop the plants from taking over the island, but..."

"There's always a 'but', isn't there?"

"Where do you keep Arachnid?" Mitta asked. The guards and the doctor looked at her with surprise and alarm. "I found a door in the sewers but it's sealed shut."

Hook's face transformed into a mix of hatred and fear. "That monster's got his own special cell. It's right below the Transfer Room back in Intensive Treatment. Elevator goes right down to an old sewer. We just drop livestock from Appleloosa down there every day or so and try to forget about him. It's locked off. More security than Atmosphere. You won't get in without the Warden's permission. He has the codes."

"Thanks Hook. Don't go anywhere near the plants. They'll kill you."

With that, Mitta grappled back up to the walkway and made her way back to the exit.

Truthfully, Mitta wasn't looking forward to entering Arachnid's lair. He was terrifying to even think about. He was smart, quick and strong, which wasn't a good combo. Added to that was the fact that there were hundreds of spiders on the island which Arachnid could communicate with. If he was in trouble or distress, then they would all rush to his aid. Mitta really didn't want to be dealing with a hundred venomous, eight-legged beasties.

That said, Mitta had long ago ignored her fear when it rose. In fact, she used that fear to stay alive.

Still...

Mitta exited the mansion, looking down upon the island. All the plants on the island had become sentient and were attacking any non-flora object in their immediate area. That solidified Mitta's resolve. If she didn't face Arachnid, then the whole island would be Flower Power's to control. With that, she glided down, carefully avoiding the plants.

As she walked through the forest, she came upon a group of ponies wearing security guard uniform, but something told Mitta that these were no security guards. Sure enough, as she approached, they all turned around and shouted, "Boo!"

Within seconds, they had surrounded Mitta.

The first thug tried to kick Mitta, but she dodged and kicked him back. She then fired a blast of magic at the next one and threw a thrower at another. The next minion tried to blast her with magic himself, so Mitta dodged and then slid over and punched his face. She then bucked a thug who was sneaking up from behind.

The sixth and seventh thugs rushed in together but ended up on the floor. The eighth one got hit by a thrower. The third thug tried to punch Mitta and got smashed in the face. The fifth got blasted by magic. The second grabbed a metal bar and swung it at her, but Mitta ducked, flipped over the thug and kicked him away. He collided with the first thug as he flew.

The fourth thug got back up and charged at Mitta. She dodged and threw a thrower at the eighth thug. She then picked up the sixth thug and threw him at the fourth. They both went down. The seventh thug got punched in the face and went down. Mitta then leapt on top of the fourth thug and prepared to finish him off on the ground.

Unfortunately, the first thug bucked her off of him.

Mitta blinked and stumbled, before getting back into a fighting stance. As the first thug tried to hit her again, Mitta grabbed him and smashed him into a tree, knocking him out. The seventh thug got knocked out by a thrower while the second got blasted by magic. The fourth and sixth had their heads smashed together and the third got bucked.

Finally, the fifth got punched in the face and the eighth had his foreleg broken.

With the fight over, Mitta exited the forest.

As she neared Intensive Treatment, she heard Moonbow's voice over her radio. "Mitta, every route into Intensive Treatment is locked and I can't do anything to change it."

Mitta looked up and saw a thug on the roof. "There's a sniper up there. If he got in, then I'll find a way in."

Mitta crept around, avoiding the plants and the sniper's line of sight. Deciding to use her Line Launcher, Mitta crept up to one of the two watchtowers, advanced up the stairs, avoiding the red beam that the rifle gave off, and arrived at the top. She got out her launcher and aimed for the opening.

The line hit the wall opposite the thug with a slight sound. He turned, saw the line, spun around and got kicked by Mitta. He went down, but not out, so Mitta advanced and punched his face into the ground. With the thug down, Mitta advanced into Intensive Treatment.

Now in maintenance access, Mitta walked forward a few paces and noticed that the room shook, with dust falling down onto her. Mitta assumed that it was Flower Power growing more plants.

Mitta's headset clicked on and Moonbow's voice came out. "I'm sensing seismic activity all over Moongate Island. Are you okay?"

"For now, yes." Mitta replied. "But Power's plants are taking hold. I have to stop them before he has control of the whole island."

"You'll manage it. You always do." Moonbow replied.

"I know." Mitta said and hung up.

Using her magic, Mitta ripped a grate off the wall and climbed in. As she progressed through, she realised something. She hadn't found Pinkie Pie yet. It was possible that Pinkamena had killed her, but to Mitta's eye, Pinkamena had been too busy throughout this night. She was probably still being held captive somewhere. That was something to work on after she had taken care of the plants.

Mitta climbed out of the grate and experienced another shake. Ignoring it, Mitta grappled up to a platform and tore off another grate. Climbing inside, she crawled along and activated her lenses, just in case. They picked up a few armed thugs, so she pushed out the next grate silently. Creeping along, she found where the thugs were. They were in the first room that Mitta had to take out silently. Peeking out of the grate, Mitta saw what they were doing.

There were about seven or eight thugs, with a few on ladders planting what looked like explosives onto the gargoyles.

Atmosphere's voice then echoed through the P.A. "Have you planted the explosives yet?"

A thug on the ground nodded. "Done!"

"Razor's just finishing his off now." A female thug said.

"Good." Atmosphere said satisfactorily. "Let's test them out."

"What?! No!" Razor shouted in alarm. "I'm still up-"

BOOM

Razor screamed as he plummeted towards the ground.

The thugs all ignored it and went about normally.

As Mitta pushed off a grate, one of the inmates asked, "Why are we beefing up security here again?"

"Atmos wants the building kept free of the Mare." The mare from before replied. "We've sealed off the door. No way in or out."

"No way she's stupid enough to come back here. If she does, the bombs will finish her."

Not unless I don't use the gargoyles. Mitta thought to herself as the grate slipped off. She noticed a thug in front of her grate though, so she stayed put.

"Yeah? Why do you think that'll happen?" The mare thug asked the stallion.

"I just hope she stays away, that's all." The stallion explained as the thug turned his back. "I don't want any more trouble. Atmos's nearly done and then we can all get the Tartarus off Freak Island."

"Yeah, I guess." The mare agreed as Mitta jumped down from her grate and behind the thug.

Mitta grabbed the thug and forced him to the ground, suffocating him into unconsciousness.

Once he was on the floor, Mitta sprayed some explosive gel around his body. Then, she grappled back into her vent.

"You lot may want to observe the walkway to the west." Atmosphere said coldly over the intercom. "And while you're there, keep going."

Immediately, about three thugs headed over to the body. One of them said, "He's right. Stallion down, over here!"

They reached the body. The one that talked before knelt down to the body while the other two clustered around. "Wake up, you hear me? Damn, he's out-"

BOOM

All three thugs flew backward. Quickly, Mitta leapt out of the grate and smashed their heads into the ground, making sure that they wouldn't get up. Then, just as the thugs started investigating, Mitta jumped down from the walkway and hid behind the nearest wall.

Activating her lenses, she watched as the remaining four thugs found the bodies. When they split up, Mitta immediately ran, as two of them were coming her way. She found one of them going down the stairs, so she grappled back up to the walkway and crept up silently to him.

Once behind him, she throttled him until he was unconscious. Then, she sped off again.

"Once again, I have lost faith in my instruments." Atmosphere sighed. "Go find her already!"

Mitta laid down some more gel and sped off and hid behind a small wall. Two thugs crept up to the body. She detonated the gel.

One thug flew off the walkway and hit his head on the floor below, going into unconsciousness. The next one required Mitta to run up and smash his head into the railing. At this point, the last thug leapt down to see what was going on and Mitta pushed him off the walkway to meet the same fate as his friend.

Mitta grappled up to the main room to do something about that door. She found a control panel with two bombs attached to it. Knowing that this would be slightly more difficult, Mitta took out her Sequencer and found the three frequencies. The panel exploded, although the bombs did not, and the gates below deactivated.

Mitta went down and through the door, finding herself in the corridor that she went through to take Atmosphere to his cell at the beginning.

Mitta walked through the corridor, looking around for potential ambushes. There were none, surprisingly. Although there was an odd smell in the air.

Then she started coughing.

Hard.

Then she fell to the floor and passed out.

Mitta's eyes slowly opened. At first, she couldn't really comprehend her surroundings.

Then she sprung upright in shock.

She was strapped to a restrainer. The same one Atmosphere had been strapped to at the start of this whole misadventure. And Atmosphere was standing in front of her, smirking.

In fact, their positions had been completely reversed from before.

"Can I keep her? Pretty please?" Pinkamena asked. She was standing in front of Mitta as well. "I'll feed her and walk her, I promise."

Jeff the Killer and a random thug came up and started pushing Mitta backwards to the end of the hall.

Mitta's mind was reeling. She had absolutely no idea what was happening. Had she been unconscious for too long? How did she get here? Was there something she was missing?

As she was being pushed, she looked around, trying to find some clue as to what was going on. She saw Hook, Twilight, Pinkie and Fluttershy all being herded into a cage. They looked completely defeated, save for Fluttershy, who just looked terrified. The thug herding them gave her a violent shove and she finally got behind bars.

WHAT IS ACTUALLY GOING ON?! Mitta thought frantically.

"You know, you were right all along Atmos." Pinkamena said. "Classic martyr case with delusions of grandeur." She twirled her hoof around her head. "Coo-coo!"

Then they stopped pushing her.

"JuSt GoT tO cHeCk YoUr PrIsOnEr, DeAr." A demonic voice sounded to Mitta's left.

"Whatever, just be quick." Pinkamena said dismissively. "She's not looking too good."

"No, ShE's NoT." Fear Feeder agreed, stepping into Mitta's line of sight. He was wearing a mask that looked a bit like a scarecrow. "We ShOuLd FeEl SoRrY fOr HeR. sHe NeVeR rEaLlY gOt OvEr HeR cItY's FaTe. It LeFt HeR qUiTe InSaNe."

HOW DOES HE KNOW ABOUT THAT?! Mitta was seriously starting to get scared.

"WhAt Is GoInG oN iNsIdE yOuR hEaD, mItTa?" Feeder asked rhetorically. "BaH! sHe'S gOnE. jUsT a TwIsTeD sHeLl Of A mArE."

Mitta snapped. She lunged forward and shouted, "Cut me free!"

Feeder didn't even flinch. He merely stepped back and turned to Pinkamena and Atmosphere. "ShE's AlL yOuR's, AtMoS."

"Oh, goody!" Pinkamena said enthusiastically. "C'mon Atmos, we're ready!"

"Yes, we are." Atmosphere finally spoke. He walked up to Mitta, a grin on his face. "I've waited a long time for this, Mare-Do-Well." He pulled out a laser gun and pointed it to her face. "But you? You will wait for nothing no more."

There was a bright flash of light.

And then darkness.

So that's it. Mitta thought. I'm dead. Great. I failed.

...

Wait.

Something occurred to Mitta. If she was dead, then she wouldn't be thinking right now. She had no idea what death was like, but she usually imagined it as an endless, black void.

She was also pretty sure that she wouldn't be able to feel dirt coating her entire body.

Mitta pushed her hoof up and through the ground. She quickly found empty space and pulled herself out of the ground. Strangely enough, she didn't have to gasp for breath. She looked around at her surroundings.

Oh. She thought as she surveyed the swirling vortex around her. Well, that explains a lot.

To her right and left were cages were clones of her were acting like maniacs, with one of them even chewing on a rat. Disturbed, Mitta walked across a walkway and leapt across a gap to find herself at a chasm. A large metal wall kept swinging side to side, blocking her way to the other side every now and then. Mitta got out her line launcher waited until the perfect moment until she fired the line and zoomed across.

Once she reached the other side, she felt a massive headache and put her hoof to her head. She then looked up and saw a massive hoof with several needles attached to it. She knew just by looking that it belonged to Fear Feeder.

I'm really tired of this. She thought to herself. Seeing the orange spotlight that was Feeder's line of sight, Mitta waited until he was looking away before leaping over to a canister and hiding behind it. She followed the same procedure until she could leap up and grab onto a ledge.

"WhAt ArE yOu TrYiNg To Do?" Feeder asked the air, jabbing some needles into the ground and spawning a few skeletons.

They rushed at Mitta and one threw a punch at her. Mitta countered it with a punch of her own, destroying the skeleton. She threw another punch at another skeleton, stopped a crowbar from hitting her by pushing it back into her opponent's face, threw a skeleton into another and generally kept smashing skeletons apart until there were none left.

Mitta continued along, climbing up to a higher level and waited for Feeder's gaze to shift before zooming forward and climbing up to a ledge. She ran up to another canister and hid until Feeder looked away. Then she ran over to the next wall. She leapt to the next platform and ran to her right and quickly slid behind the little nook to avoid Feeder.

She ran along to the next wall, leaping over a gap on the way, and then continuing on to the next wall. There, she saw a moving crate that could protect her from Fear Feeder's sight. Once it was near her position, she ran behind it and ran in time with it to the next section.

Once Feeder looked away, Mitta jumped over a gap, climbed up a wall, and hid behind a small wall. As she did, Feeder asked mockingly, "ArE yOu ScArEd To CoMe OuT aNd FaCe YoUr FeArS, mArE-dO-wElL?"

Mitta ran over to the next section once it was clear. It happened to be a elevator that slid down once she touched it. Being extra careful, Mitta waited for Feeder to look somewhere else before grappling up to the other elevator.

Once there, Mitta saw the light that had defeated Feeder in her previous hallucinations. She waited for him to turn away, then she ran towards the light.

Fear Feeder looked worryingly at Mare-Do-Well. She seemed to resisting the gas's effects too well. In fact, she looked like she was going to break free any moment now.

That would not do for him. He needed her to fall victim to the drug. He had to break her. He HAD to.

Advancing upon her, he pulled out his needle hoof and said, "I tHiNk YoU nEeD a LiTtLe MoRe."

With that, he jabbed his needles into her foreleg. Mare-Do-Well cried out in pain, whether from the needles or the mind, Feeder couldn't tell. He then forced her into a cage with a group of thugs and locked the door.

"TeLl Me." He said. "WhAt DeMoNs Do YoU hAvE lEfT tO bEaT? sHaLl We SeE?"

Before Mitta could react, the floor broke out underneath her.

And then she fell.

Quickly getting over the surprise, Mitta waited to extend her cape at the last moment. She landed safely, although there was one small problem.

Fear Feeder was staring right at her.

"ArE yOu EnJoYiNg ThE eXtRa DoSe, LiTtLe MaRe?" He asked as skeletons burst out from the ground. "I wOn'T rUsH tHiNgS tHiS tImE. i'M gOiNg To SaVoUr EvErY mOmEnT oF yOuR tErRoR aS i SlOwLy DeStRoY yOu."

One of the skeletons tried to kick Mitta, so she grabbed his legs and shoved him back. She then attacked a different skeleton, punching him until he broke apart. She dodged a bar swing and retaliated with a blast of magic. With that skeleton in pieces, Mitta then dismantled the next one by bucking him.

The skeleton she attacked before tried again, so Mitta shattered his bones with a well-place magic blast. She threw a thrower at another, dismantling it, and then countered a punch with a punch of her own. However, a few more skeletons rose from the ground at this point, so Mitta grabbed one with her Hook and smashed his skull to the ground. With the last two, she grabbed their heads and smashed them together.

Then Mitta noticed something. In front of Fear Feeder were three lights that looked exactly like the Mare-Signal. The one that Feeder was resting his right hoof on lit up, making Feeder immediately let go of it.

However, he said, "YoUr'E fIgHtInG bAcK. gOoD. iT'lL oNlY wEaKeN yOuR rEsOlVe."

Then, a large skeleton pulled itself out of the dirt. It was much bigger than the other skeletons and stood on it's hind legs, so Mitta assumed that this one was meant to resemble a thug on Savage.

It roared and charged at her. Immediately, Mitta threw a thrower and dove aside. The creature kept running and smashed to pieces once it hit the wall.

Mitta blinked. That's it?

The light on Mitta's far right burst on, prompting Feeder to let go of it. He then glared at her without saying anything. A bunch of skeletons then rose up from the ground.

Mitta soon found herself countering punches and kicks left and right. Bones flew everywhere and Mitta found herself having to deal with two Savage skeletons attacking at once. Thankfully, they were all relatively easy to defeat and after countering the final punch, Mitta turned to Fear Feeder.

The final light burst on. Fear Feeder leapt back, blinded. Taking advantage of this, Mitta ran towards the floodlight and pushed it so that it aimed towards Fear Feeder. It sent a super powerful burst of light at him, making him shudder and shake, light pouring out of his body. "No! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-"

There was a flash of light and Mitta found herself holding Feeder's needle hoof with magic. She also appeared to be in a cage with a bunch of unconscious thugs and one unconscious Savage monster. Fear Feeder was on the other side.

Deciding to press her advantage, Mitta ripped off Fear Feeder's mask, expecting the same angry expression she found whenever she unmasked him before.

To her surprise though, the only expression Mindworks expressed was fear, ironically.

"How are you doing this?" He whispered. He looked at his free hoof and punched Mitta in the face.

She stumbled back and looked at Mindworks. He was cowering and staring at her. "You just ingested enough toxins to drive ten stallions insane!" He almost shouted. "What are you?"

And with that, he ran off.

Author's Note

SO.

I decided not to cancel this story. BIG WOOP.

I'll make sure to complete this to the end, okay? Then I'll continue onto Moongate City. Which I've actually planned for.

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Spider

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Spider

Fear Feeder reached behind into his belt to see if he had another mask left. To his frustration, he didn't.

He couldn't see how Mare-Do-Well had managed to shake off the effects of the fear gas yet again. It wasn't possible! It just wasn't physically possible! He had managed to break even the most strong-minded ponies with his gas. Why was the Mare the exception?!

He got out a canister of the gas. This particular canister contained enough fear gas to break the minds of everypony in Manehatten for a hundred years. That was the reason why he was going down into the sewers. He wanted to see whether anypony else in Manehatten could do what the Mare had done. Perhaps it would offer some enlightenment.

That said, he wasn't particularly happy about going into Arachnid's lair...

Mitta watched as the elevator reached it's destination. A set of metal doors closed above the elevator, stopping Mitta from jumping down to get to the bottom floor.

Mitta frowned. Whatever Fear Feeder wanted to do in the sewers, she reasoned that it was anything but good. Besides, she needed to go down there anyway. She had to open those doors.

She jumped down.

Mitta waited until the last possible moment before opening up her cape to slow her descent.

When she reached the bottom, she heard a thug ask, "Won't Atmos be pissed?"

Mitta jumped out of the sort of hole she was in and walked towards some stairs. As she did, another thug, a mare, replied, "Why should he? He and Mindworks are buddies."

"So what's down there?"

"Arachnid's cell. Tartarus, you could call it his feeding house if you've heard the stories. Same difference. No one ever goes in and comes out with their body fluids."

"So why's Feeder going down there?"

"Who cares? I locked the door behind him. He ain't coming out again."

By this time, Mitta had reached the top of the stairs. She got out a thrower and threw it. Hard. It took out the first two thugs on it's own, leaving Mitta free to deal with the other one on her own.

The third thug jumped, then ran towards Mitta. In response, Mitta punched him twice then bucked him, knocking him to the ground. She jumped on top of him and smashed his face into the ground, knocking him out.

By this time, the first two thugs had gotten back up. The first one threw a punch at her, prompting Mitta to counter it by smashing his head into the wall. The second thug got his foreleg broken by Mitta. Then, she quickly jumped on the first thug, who had fallen to the ground, and smashed his head into the ground like the third thug.

Mitta looked at a control box. It had two bombs hooked up to it. Sighing, she got out her Sequencer and prepared to do some frequency guessing.

The first one was relatively easy. The second one needed a bit more tweaking. The final one took about a minute until Mitta got it right.

And then it sparked out and the doors to the bottom floor opened up.

Mitta walked down the stairs and towards the entrance. As she did, she heard some more thugs talking.

"That guy creeps me out." A mare muttered.

"Me too." Another mare agreed.

"What's he doing down here anyway?" A stallion asked as Mitta leapt down and landed on the top of the elevator. "Why does the boss just let him walk around the place? I don't trust him."

"He's a distraction for the Mare. That's good enough for me." A third mare responded.

"What do you mean?"

"He means," The first mare replied. "That if the Mare's looking for Feeder, then she's not bothering us and we just may get out of here in one piece."

"Good plan."

Mitta proved them all wrong by throwing a thrower at the closest thug.

They all jumped as Mitta jumped down to fight them. A mare tried to hit her with a punch, but Mitta simply blocked it and punched the mare back. A stallion got bucked in the face and another had a thrower thrown at him. Another mare got her kick at Mitta countered with a simple flip and kick technique. And another mare was punched to the ground.

The third thug tried to get a gun out of the cabinet, so Mitta grabbed him and threw him into the second thug. The fourth thug got two forelegs to the face and was sent flying back. The first thug picked up a metal bar and tried to smash Mitta's skull in, so Mitta grabbed the bar and hit the bar over the criminal's head.

The fifth and sixth thugs ran in together, so Mitta smashed their heads together. The second one was hit by a thrower, which knocked her out. Mitta then jumped on the sixth thug and smashed her head onto the ground, so that she wouldn't get back up for a while.

Unfortunately, this left her open for the third thug to hit her with a crowbar.

Mitta stumbled before quickly regaining her bearings and blocking the second swing with a hoof. She then punched the third thug in the face to knock him out, then silently cursed when she saw the first thug get a gun out of one of the cabinets. Quickly dodging the five rounds that came her way, Mitta threw a thrower at her to knock her unconscious, then glared at the last two thugs.

The fourth thug threw her hat on the ground. "That's it. Screw Atmos. I'm going home."

"Hey- wha?!" The fifth thug spluttered as the fourth thug stepped into the elevator. "Come back here!"

"Nope!" The fourth thug pressed some buttons on the elevator. "I've been beaten up by the Mare three times tonight, I don't wanna go for a fourth round. I'm going home to my husband and then I'm moving out of the city. I've had just about enough for one night."

It was only when the elevator disappeared from sight that the fifth thug realised that she had a good point.

She grinned weakly at Mitta. "Unconditional surrender?"

Mitta punched her in the face.

You need to be more careful. Mitta reprimanded herself. That's the second time you've been hit tonight.

Ignoring the dead, vacuum-packed cows for Arachnid in a chute, Mitta opened a door and stepped into his lair.

She proceeded down a small, winding corridor, spying a destroyed interview tape on a box, then found herself at another door. To the left of the door, on the wall, was a big sign coloured in white paint: Danger: Keep Out.

Right. That'll keep some of our craziest out. Mitta thought sarcastically before opening the door.

Mitta looked around for a bit and spied a plant. Mitta approached it, wondering whether it was one of the plants Flower Power had mentioned. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be nothing but an undersized version of those plants with the teeth.

"Too late, Mare-Do-Well!"

Mitta turned around to see Fear Feeder at the edge of a stream. Behind him was a gigantic mess of cobwebs that seemed to cover every inch of the tunnel.

As Feeder backed away, Mitta stood up and walked towards him.

"One step closer, and this goes into the water!" Feeder hissed. "The cave will fill with your deepest, darkest nightmares and you will never reach your precious Snarler roots."

To emphasise his point, Feeder held the canister over the water.

"Don't do it, Mindworks!" Mitta warned.

"Give me a reason." Feeder growled.

What happened next happened a tad too fast.

A brown blur rushed behind Feeder and hoisted him into the air. Feeder didn't have time to scream.

He did scream when he saw Arachnid's face, though.

"Hello, doctor." Arachnid said viciously. "You're not in your comfort zone, aren't you?"

Mitta got out a thrower and threw it at Arachnid's collar.

It sparked, sending electric shocks right through Arachnid, making him cry out in pain and drop Feeder into the water below. To escape from whatever caused the pain, Arachnid fled.

Mitta advanced cautiously, watching as Feeder resurfaced and tried to swim against the current. Failing that, he just tried to stay afloat.

Mitta, deciding that Feeder wasn't much of a threat right now, advanced over the platform, watching the webs carefully for any sign of Arachnid's advancement. She jumped over a gap and found that the way across was blocked by webs.

Getting out a couple of throwers, Mitta cut through the webs.

Knowing that spiders were typically alerted to their prey when their web vibrated, Mitta looked carefully for Arachnid. When there was no sign of his approach, she got out her line launcher and fired.

She managed to dodge the thicker strands of web, but some of the minor strands got caught on her face. She ripped them off and brushed off any spiders left on her body.

She did the same thing to get to the opening which clearly said 'DANGER. DO NOT ENTER'.

Once she reached the entrance, she heard something screech in the distance, accompanied by an echo.

Mitta advanced cautiously. She was in some sort of small tube at the moment.

Mitta activated her commlink. "Moonbow, I'm heading into Arachnid's lair to collect the plant spores that Greenlife mentioned. He's in some kind of sewer network. Could you send me the schematics? It's like a maze down here."

"Nothings coming up." Moonbow replied. "Mitta, are you sure about this? It sounds like a suicide mission."

Mitta attached a bat-shaped device to one of the pipes on the wall. "I've got no choice. I've tuned my scanner to detect the spores needed to make the Anti-Savage. Should lead me straight to them."

"What about Arachnid?"

Mitta bent down to spray some explosive gel on a particularly weak section of the floor. "Arachnid's just an animal, and animals just need traps and the right bait."

"Really?"

"Yes. I'll be fine. And never tell Fluttershy what I said about 'traps'. I'll contact you when I'm done."

Mitta walked to the larger area. The sewer network seemed to be drained of water and filled with cobwebs. There were a bunch of platforms held in the air by particularly strong webs. Why Arachnid would do that was anyone's guess.

Mitta frowned at the platforms. These will support my weight, but the webs will vibrate at a single touch, giving away my position to Arachnid. I'll have to move as slowly as possible.

Mitta proceeded forward carefully. She had no idea where Arachnid was. For all she knew, he could pop up from below her.

She climbed over a gate and landed, sending vibrations along the sticky strands. She moved forward again, looking around.

She looked at her HUD. Right now, the scanner said that the spores were about 137 metres from her position. She continued forward, still having way to go.

Mitta found that she was having an uneventful time getting through the network. Either Arachnid wasn't interested in her right now (which she doubted) or he was planning some sort of surprise attack.

Mitta looked at the webs. There were spiders everywhere of all types. There were wolf spiders, goliath tarantulas, sac spiders, redback spiders, mouse spiders... the list was endless. Arachnid could communicate and control all of them and they sometimes helped with his occasional escapes. Any of them could be waiting for a potential assassination attempt.

She was about 70 metres away, now. She kept looking around for potential signs of Arachnid's approach.

Mitta looked at the spiders in the web again. They all seemed to be moving to the sides, as if they were a crowd moving to welcome the Princesses...

If that wasn't a sign, she didn't know what was.

Mitta took out her thrower and waited until the brown blur that was Arachnid appeared. Once he did, she threw her thrower at his electrical collar. He writhed and yelled before retreating.

Mitta sighed in relief as the spider behaviour went back to normal.

Mitta continued on, her counter going down as she proceeded. Eventually, she saw a red light in the distance behind a fence. She scaled it and looked at the source.

It was the plant alright. They were a collection of vines that seemed to be the only things free of the spider webs. Attached to it was a single, green pod.

Mitta cut the pod down with her thrower and scavenged it. She got out a small test tube and put the spores that were in it inside.

However, it wasn't nearly enough. These spores don't contain enough of the Anti-Savage mould. I'll need to find more.

Her counter read 75 metres, so she continued on to find the next set of spores.

She found that finding the other spores was going to be a period of trial and error. If she proceeded in the wrong direction, then her counter would flash red and go up, so she would have to turn clockwise until it turned white again.

As she was walking, she saw the spiders part way again, but she couldn't see anything in front of her. She spun around just in time to see Arachnid coming up from behind.

She threw her thrower just as Arachnid was getting to her personal space. The moment the object hit the collar, electricity flowed through his body, causing him to retreat.

Noticing how the strands were vibrating due to Arachnid's approach, Mitta decided to risk it and run for a small while until everything settled down. She ran for about six or seven seconds before slowing down and stopping.

She looked left and right. The spores were behind a fence to her right. Satisfied, she jumped the fence and got out her thrower. She cut the pod down and gathered the spores.

The test tube was about two-fifths full now. She still needed quite a bit.

As she turned around, she saw Arachnid zooming up. She got out her thrower, waited for him to smash through the gate, then hit his collar. He screamed in pain and fell below.

Mitta ran forward for a bit before slowing down to a crawling speed. She followed her counter, stopping and turning when necessary. The sewer system was a real maze.

When her counter read 110 metres, Arachnid scuttled in from a corner and got immediately hit by a thrower, causing him to retreat.

Bad place to pop up, Arachnid. Mitta thought to herself. She continued on her way.

When she was nearing the spores, Mitta saw Arachnid pop out from behind a wall. He smashed through it, but got hit by a thrower and had to retreat.

Seeing the spores, Mitta rushed up to them and cut them down. She then filled the vial with what was in the pod.

Again, she saw the webs vibrate behind a wall. Knowing that Arachnid was going to burst through, Mitta prepared her thrower.

Arachnid had been electrocuted by the collar before, but it still hurt enough to send him away to somewhere private.

In a junction, Arachnid stopped running and tried to rip off the collar. Unfortunately, the collar was made out of iron, so he couldn't just break it with his claws.

"Curse this collar!" He snarled. "How will I kill the Mare if she keeps electrocuting me with this infernal device?!"

He looked at a bunch of his spider minions. They were concerned, scared even. They had never seen their king act like this before.

Arachnid's expression softened. "Don't worry, my brethren. You will feast on the Mare soon enough." He turned to a different spider, a jumping spider. "Do you know why she is here?"

It chittered to him in its creepy language.

"So... she wants the plants." Arachnid mused. "I wonder why..."

Another spider, a black widow, chittered something else.

"It could have something to do with the situation outside my cell." Arachnid agreed. "And she might be my only way of finding out what that situation is..."

A funnel-web chittered.

"You're right, of course... the Mare must die for what she has done to my kind." Arachnid sighed. "I suppose that the situation must remain a mystery."

He scuttled away, smelling the Mare. Her scent was mixed with the scent of the plants, so she was easy enough to find.

She was walking as slowly as possible along the bridge. He almost laughed. His smelling ability was just as strong as any other pony. Minimising vibrations would do nothing for her.

He crept under her platform and prepared to impale it and bring it down.

Unfortunately, the Mare noticed and ran before he could run her through.

He growled and impaled the next platform.

And the next.

Losing patience, he burst through the platform and tried to grab her.

All this did was give him a few more bolts to add to the growing list.

He screamed and ran off.

Mitta sighed as Arachnid disappeared again.

She stayed on guard as she followed the trail to the spores. Strangely, though, Arachnid seemed to have given up. She had an uneventful journey all the way to the spores.

Right as she got there, though, she saw Arachnid below her.

She ran for it as he impaled the platforms. She stopped, turned and waited for him to appear again.

He didn't, so she got out her line launcher and traversed across to the platform. She cut down the pod and collected the spores into the test tube.

I've collected enough spores. Mitta thought as she looked at the almost full test tube. I need to get back to the Mare-Cave and formulate an antidote.

Mitta pressed a few buttons on a PDA. Immediately, it flashed in a bat symbol.

"Oh, I get it!" Moonbow said over the radio. "You've activated a sonar beacon down there. Clever!"

"Yup." Mitta replied. "It's my only way out of here."

"What about Arachnid?"

"He won't be a problem."

Mitta progressed, looking at the counter, which now showed her how far she was from the exit. She also looked at the spiders every so often, to see whether Arachnid was closing up.

And according to their behaviour, he was.

A big circle appeared in the ceiling of the intersection she was approaching. She got out her thrower and waited for him to appear. When he did, Mitta threw the thrower at his collar.

He quickly moved his right claw to deflect it.

"As much as I hate to say it, Mare-Do-Well," Arachnid snarled. "I'm not here to kill you right now."

Mitta frowned, not convinced. "Why is that?" She asked.

Aligning himself right-side up, Arachnid said. "Simple. You're the only one... brave enough to venture into my cell, and this is the first time in several years where you have done so. You are probably my only informant of the outside world as of now."

"Why don't you send your minions to spy on what's going on?"

"They are not my minions, they are my family." Arachnid said coldly. "Besides, they use chemicals to dispose of spiders wherever they appear. It's grown near impossible to escape, as you've noticed, because I don't know what's happening."

"So if I tell you what's happening, then you'll be able to escape." Mitta figured. "So why would I tell you?"

Something landed on Mitta's back.

She froze.

"Because you want to live." Arachnid chuckled. "A spider bite is not an ideal way to die."

Mitta quickly weighed her options. She had to get make this antidote as soon as possible. She couldn't do that if she was dead. On the other hand, if she told Arachnid what was happening, then he would be able to escape.

This was more important at the moment, though. If Arachnid escaped, she would just have to deal with it.

"Fine." She said. "Dr Atmosphere escaped and took control of the entire island. He's trying to make an army using a variation of Beast's Snarler drug."

Arachnid chuckled. "Ah... Atmosphere. I remember him. I worked with him once."

"As I recall, you tried to have him eaten alive by tarantulas."

"He had no respect towards my brethren." Arachnid said. "Continue."

"Flower Power has also been injected with the drug." Mitta continued. "This antidote will stop him from tearing apart the island."

"I see." Arachnid said. "Well, I can't allow that."

Mitta blinked. "What?"

"There are still spiders living on this island. If Greenlife took control of the place... then they would have no home, would they?"

"So let me go." Mitta said.

"I would much rather kill you right here." Arachnid hissed. "But, as you are the only person capable of making this antidote, I will permit you to leave."

The object that was on Mitta's back crawled off her back, down her hind leg, and then it was gone.

Mitta resisted the urge to sigh in relief. She had to make herself look tough around criminals, or they wouldn't fear her.

"Stay in your cell." Mitta warned. "Or I'll be after you next."

Mitta then turned and left, ignoring the millions of eyes watching her go.

Once she was gone, Arachnid chuckled. "And I'll be waiting."

Author's Note

I couldn't be stuffed to write another few hundred words describing how Arachnid chased Mitta in several repetitive scenes. So I just made up something better.

Thanks for watching.

Potato.

Pumped

Mare-Do-Well: Moongate Asylum
Pumped

Atmosphere wasn't completely heartless.

He has friends. Insane, cold-hearted killers they may be, but they were still his friends.

So naturally, he was less than pleased when Fear Feeder had disappeared from the radar.

He was looking at a map of the whole island right now, searching for Feeder's ID tag, but there was nothing.

He was gone. In what way, he wasn't sure.

But he was not happy about it.

So he called a meeting of his best and brightest.

Three stallions and four mares walked inside the chamber, which was really just a prison block with a nameplate on the door that read 'Dr ~~Mindlapse~~ Atmosphere'.

"You called us, boss?" One of the stallions asked.

Atmosphere turned around, revealing the expression on his face. The thugs immediately decided not to say or do anything to anger him.

"It appears that Mindworks has disappeared." Atmosphere said.

The captains stayed silent. They didn't like Fear Feeder at all and thought they were better off without him, but they didn't dare say that in front of Atmosphere.

"Clearly, Mare-Do-Well had something to do with this." Atmosphere continued. "As a result, I want all my minions more heavily armoured than before. We are going to kill this Mare if it is the last thing we do. Understand?"

"Yes sir." Six of the captains chorused.

One of the mares was more hesitant.

"Is there a problem, Gold Peace?" Atmosphere asked coldly.

"Well Atmos..." Peace began. "It's just that...the survivors took most of the good stuff and either hid it, or destroyed it. I'm not sure that we can arm everypony else more heavily than we already have."

Atmosphere's wing moved toward a pocket in his jacket where he stored his trademark makeshift laser gun.

"But I'm sure that we can figure something out." Peace said quickly.

"Good." Atmosphere moved his wing back to neutral. "Make it happen."

The seven captains nodded and backed out of the room. Atmosphere turned to the end of the room and looked at the metal creation leaning against the wall.

He had finished it by now and he was very proud of it. He had built it from a destroyed chariot, spare sheet metal, some boats, some parts smuggled to the island pre-escape and a dead unicorn's brain. It was mostly a last resort really, because it had many weak spots that could be exploited to destroy the machine, but it had the firepower necessary to destroy Mare-Do-Well.

He had planned for a possible failure of course. It was all too possible, with his moronic minions and a hero known for overcoming the impossible, but still... he had a forty percent chance of success.

And he still did, providing that he killed Mare-Do-Well.

BOOM

Mitta glared at her Explosive Gel in annoyance. It had an extremely inconvenient mechanism that refilled the spray gun with gel, but only when there was no gel placed anywhere within a very large radius. That meant that Mitta had to detonate her planned, yet unused trap for Arachnid.

It also meant that Arachnid had a free path out of his cell.

But Mitta would need her gel fully loaded. It was one of her more useful gadgets.

Note to self: Have a serious discussion with my engineer. Mitta thought to herself.

In the meantime, Mitta decided to get the Marecave. With the necessary spores collected, she now needed to make the antidote in order to stop Flower Power. Then, she had to deal with Atmosphere.

As she cut through a few webs, she wonder what Atmosphere had done while she had been focusing on the antidote. He was probably in the planning stage of his attack on Manehatten. It was entirely possible that he had started large-scale manufacturing of Savage. She had to hurry.

Mitta zipped to a previously-locked door via Line Launcher and walked through. The Marecave was conveniently close by, so she didn't have to walk far.

As she walked to the cave, she heard some thugs talking.

"It's not down here!" A stallion said.

"What're we looking for again?" Another stallion asked.

"Atmos says the Mare's got a storeroom or cave or something down here." A mare explained.

"No way."

"Atmos says she's getting her toys from somewhere. Makes sense, I guess."

"Okay, but we've been searching for all this time and we haven't found nothing."

"We've only been searching for half an hour." Another mare pointed out.

"Yeah, well in my terms, that's- SHE'S HERE!"

Mitta looked on coldly as the thugs suddenly spun around to look at her.

Mitta did a quick analysis. One thug had two knives and another was using magic to hold a gun. There were about six of them.

Initiating the fight, Mitta punched the closest thug a few times, knocking him down. Seeing that the knife thug was about to slash at her, Mitta jumped out of the way and kicked another thug who was trying to rip a pipe out of the wall. She then jumped back and kicked at another thug.

The knife guy was about to try and cut her again, so Mitta threw a thrower at him, knocking him down. Then, after quickly punching out the mare with the gun, Mitta jumped on top of the stabber and smashed his head into the ground, knocking him out. She then bucked another thug trying to get a pipe out of the wall.

The second thug tried to hit her, but found that his face got smashed in as a consequence. The fifth thug went for the gun, so Mitta jumped over to him and punched him to the ground. Then, the first thug picked up a box and threw it at Mitta, who caught it and threw it right back, knocking him down.

The third thug managed to rip out a pipe and swing it at Mitta, who blocked it with one hoof and punched the thug with the other. The sixth thug got bucked in the face, which left him with a nasty mark on his forehead. Mitta then jumped over to the first thug and broke his front leg.

The fifth thug got his punch blocked and countered, which knocked him out, and the third thug got punched in the face as well. The second thug met the end of his tether when a thrower hit him in the face and as the last one stuttered some terrified pleas, Mitta fired a blast of magic, knocking him down and out.

Once that was done, Mitta felt the island shudder.

Then, her radio clicked on.

"I take it that you heard that." Moonbow said. "The plants are going crazy. Your instruments are picking up seismic activity in all locations. It's not looking good."

"It's okay." Mitta reassured her. "I've got the mold samples. I'm heading to the Marecave to mix up an antidote."

"Good. I'd tell you to hurry, but I'm sure you already know what you're doing. Contact me in the cave if you need anything."

"Sure." Mitta said, hanging up.

Mitta grappled up to an alcove, also climbing into a vent in the process. She exited it on the other side, landing on a rock bridge leading to a cave which, in turn, led her straight back to the Marecave.

"Scan and open." Mitta said once she approached the disguised door. The scanner quickly identified her, opening the door and granting her access.

Mitta walked along the extended passageway that lead to the main platform. She leapt over a gap, then proceeded to walk towards the computer.

She spent a few minutes at the computer typing commands into the console then she spent a few more minutes waiting for the cure to be synthesised.

After a while, Moonbow called up. "How close are you to making a cure?"

"Close." Mitta replied. "Although, it's been more difficult than I expected."

Mitta walked up to a device similar to her Explosive Gel sprayer, except this was filled with a green liquid and had a needle-like tip.

"The process is slow, difficult and doesn't produce much antidote." Mitta explained, picking up the injector and placing it on her belt.

"And the good news?" Moonbow questioned.

"The chemical will definitely stop Greenlife." Mitta said with satisfaction. "It might also reverse the Savage transformation, but I'll need to run some tests to be sure. I've set the computer to make more, but I need to go stop Flower Power."

"Thank Celestia. His plants have reached the Manehatten river."

Suddenly, there was a huge rumbling.

Mitta looked up to see a giant vine shoot down from the ceiling.

Alarmed, Mitta jumped out of the way before the vine smashed down and crushed the computer.

Mitta looked at the damage and cursed.

Leaping over another vine, Mitta jumped down into the abyss and glided out of harms way.

"Mitta! Are you alright?" Moonbow said over the radio.

"I'm fine!" Mitta said, grappling up to the main platform once the vines stopped moving. "But the computer's been destroyed."

"Oh no..."

Mitta walked over to one of the crates. She opened it, reached inside and took out a modified hook for her Claw. She fitted it on and looked at it. It now had the ability to fire three hooks instead of one. This would serve her nicely.

Mitta looked at the computer. Without the ability to make more of the antidote, she was stuck with the small amount she started with. There was only enough for one dose, maybe two. She would have to use it wisely.

Mitta remembered that there was a structural weakness on the wall to her left. She couldn't get to it with her Explosive Gel, but the Triple Claw ought to do the trick.

She took out the Claw and fired at the wall. The hook instantly split into three separate pieces, each latching onto a different section of the wall. Then, Mitta began to pull.

It was difficult, but Mitta eventually managed to pull down the wall, allowing her to glide to a square room.

Grappling up to a cave, Mitta followed it along until she found a couple of small islands in the ocean. Between her and the first one were three stone spires.

Mitta looked at her map. She had to get to another cave that was along to the left. She couldn't glide to it from here.

So instead, she leapt and glided towards the island instead.

She dodged the spires and landed on the island. Then, she grappled up to another ledge, climbed up that and then looked for another opening.

There was a large gap in front of her, with a cave being on the other side. Getting out her Line Launcher, Mitta looked for two points for the launcher to attach to, then fired. She zip-lined across to the other side.

Finding herself in a volcano-shaped cave, Mitta grappled up to the top, fired another line, and got to the cave.

Mitta ran along the tunnel, eventually finding herself at the stone bridge which led her to the Marecave. She glided down and landed on it.

Already it was overrun by plants. She had to get to Greenlife, quickly.

Mitta climbed into the vent, climbed out the other side and then ran for it. She stopped, seeing that one of the mutated plants with teeth had popped up at the top of the stairs.

Mitta carefully walked up the stairs furthest from the monster. She got out a thrower as a test, then threw it at the creature. It ate it in one bite.

Mitta frowned, then tried firing some magic at it. It merely absorbed it.

Wonderful. Now what? Mitta thought to herself, trying to figure out a way to get past the creature.

She then spotted a knife near one of the thug bodies that the creature hadn't eaten up. She picked it up with magic and threw it into the creature's forehead.

It screeched in pain and writhed about, allowing Mitta to run past it. She then had to stop because there was another one at the end of the corridor.

As Mitta approached it, her radio started up. "Mitta, I've been simulating what will happen if Power's plants reach Manehatten."

"They won't get that far." Mitta replied. "My antidote will stop them and Power."

"I hope you're right. I'm here if you need me."

"I know." Mitta replied, hanging up.

Mitta looked at the creature. It didn't have any eyes, so Mitta could only assume that it detected movement via air vibrations. With that in mind, Mitta started moving slowly past it, hoping that she was right. Thankfully, she was, so she slipped past without getting her side bitten off.

She looked down the corridor, and to her infinite ire, she saw another plant right in front of the door to the main sewer junction, which was where she needed to go.

Mitta crawled slowly past it, knowing that if she moved too fast, she would be eaten in one bite. She slowly pushed open the door, carefully trotting to the other side as the plant creature turned in confusion. Once she was on the right side, she slammed the door shut.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Mitta turned to the sewer junction...

...and groaned in irritation as she saw that fluoro green water was being poured into the place.

Mitta looked around as she walked further into the room. The green water was pouring out of a chamber above her and the whole area was being terrorized by plants. Judging by what Mitta had already dealt with tonight, she decided that it wasn't anything good.

Mitta turned her radio back on. "Moonbow, we have a problem."

Moonbow sighed. "What now? The Elementals? The Quizmaster? Atmosphere's newest robotic monstrosity?"

"Unfortunately, it's not that simple." Mitta replied. "I'm at the main sewer junction, and it seems to be polluted with Savage." Mitta frowned. "But why? What's Atmosphere planning now?"

"I'll look into it." Moonbow replied. The radio shut off.

The toothed plants were everywhere here, so Mitta crept along slowly. She climbed up a wall, quickly before the plant noticed and jumped over a ledge to a platform. She jumped to another platform and looked to the next one. Another plant was rooted on it.

Preparing herself, Mitta jumped to the platform, grabbing the edge. The plant growled angrily, giving Mitta incentive to pause for a moment.

When nothing happened, Mitta carefully and slowly climbed up to the platform, eyeing the plant carefully. It 'looked' in her direction, but it didn't make a move. Mitta slowly trotted past it, then quickly leapt to the next platform. The plant snapped in Mitta's direction, but thankfully missing her.

As Mitta trotted up a fallen pillar, she got back on the radio to Moonbow. "The Savage water seems to be corrosive, but it shouldn't trouble the suit. What have you found out?"

"I'm not sure you're ready for this." Moonbow muttered.

"I'm not." She replied bluntly. "Go ahead."

"Atmosphere's pumping all the waste from the Savage production process into that chamber." Moonbow explained. "It acts as a natural storage tank. Once it's full, it pours everything out into the Manehatten river. Normally, it's safe, but..."

"But this time it's full of Savage." Mitta frowned, jumping to a mini aqueduct flowing with polluted water. "How do I stop it?"

"I'm working on it." Moonbow replied before leaving the conversation.

Mitta climbed up another fallen support column and jumped over a gap before reaching a dead end. However, there was another platform on the other side of a large gap too big for Mitta to jump across. Getting out her Line Launcher, she fired into the wall behind and in front of her and rolled across. Another plant had situated itself there, so Mitta had to creep along to avoid it.

After climbing up a wall and jumping to another platform, Moonbow got back on the radio. "I have some old schematics of the building here. There are three control rooms that you need to shut down. The first one is directly above you."

"Good. I'll shut them all down." Mitta said, jumping over gaps and climbing up ledges.

"What will happen if this stuff reaches Manehatten?" Moonbow asked.

"It won't." Mitta responded determinedly.

Mitta turned around. With the point she wanted to get to being on the other side of the room, Mitta decided that her Line Launcher would be the best approach. Getting it out, she fired it and rode it to the other side.

When she reached the other side and climbed up the ledge, she heard Atmosphere's voice from above her.

"Hurry up with it!" Atmosphere snapped, his voice muffled by brickwork. "I'm not joking. I want this to be done as soon as possible!"

"You heard him." A female thug said from inside the room above Mitta. "Are we ready?"

"Yeah!" A male thug replied as Mitta jumped up the ledge. "We're at full power!"

"We're pumping out galleons!" Another stallion added.

"Good." The mare said as Mitta climbed up a small aqueduct. "So... does this stuff pump out into the Manehatten river or the ocean?"

"Who cares?" The first stallion asked. "Don't affect us, don't it?"

"Well... my husband lives near the river..." The mare muttered.

"Oh, yeah. I heard." The second stallion said casually. "Ain't you an' him divorced, though?"

"So what?" The mare asked aggressively as Mitta pulled out her Triple Claw. "I'm still allowed to care for the guy, ain't I?"

"He's probably found a flank other than yours. Forget about it." The first stallion said bluntly.

Mitta fired at a weak section of the wall, the hooks digging into the concrete.

"What in Tartarus do you know?" The mare asked angrily. "Your marefriend left you after about a year!"

"Ey! I told you: I ended it with her." The first stallion retorted as Mitta pulled on the wall.

The second stallion chuckled. "Yeah. Sure ya did."

"You know what I'm talking about!" The first stallion said roughly. "You broke up with yours about an hour ago!"

"Yeah, but that's only 'cause she joined 'Mena's gang." The second stallion responded.

"Mena?" The mare asked. "As in, Pinkamena?"

"Yeah, she-"

CRASH

With a final pull, Mitta brought down the wall, causing all three thugs to simultaneously jump. They ran to the gaping hole in the wall to look at what caused it. Then, they froze.

"Oh, no..." The second stallion moaned.

"What's goin' on over there?" A second mare asked from out of sight.

"The Mare's here!" The first mare replied as Mitta took aim with her Claw. "Go grab a-!"

Mitta fired again, the hooks catching onto the three thugs in the hole. As they reeled in surprise, Mitta gave a great pull and brought them out of the wall. Thankfully, none of them were pegasi, so they yelled in terror and fell to the ground.

Mitta grappled up to the hole and climbed in just as the fourth mare inside was walking up. Panicking, the mare threw a punch at Mitta, which she counted by grabbing it and kicking the mare in the face, instantly knocking her out.

"H-Hey!" One of the stallions Mitta pulled down shouted. "Let us up!"

"Hello?! What's going on down there?!" Atmosphere shouted from a speaker. "Oh... why am I even asking? Enjoy this while you can, Mare-Do-Well! These caves will be your doom!"

Ignoring him, Mitta walked through a steel door. She entered another hallway where two goons were talking to each other at the top of some stairs. Mitta quickly fired the Triple Claw and fired at the thugs, pulling them down the stairs. She walked over them when they hit the bottom, not wanting to waste her time with them.

She reached an intersection and looked around. There were two doorways, which she assumed led to the other pump rooms. She needed to go down one of the hallways in order to save Manehatten.

Choosing one at random, Mitta turned and started walking down the left hall.

Atmosphere growled in annoyance. Assuming that Mare-Do-Well managed to shut down the pump rooms, he'd have no way to dispose of the toxic waste that was created during the manufacture of Savage, which meant that he would only be able to make a certain amount more. And considering that this was Mare-Do-Well he was dealing with, that was a very real possibility.

"Right..." He muttered to himself, grabbing a Savage syringe from the nearby table. "This needs to end quickly..."

Knock, knock

"Come in!" Atmosphere snapped.

One of his stallions walked in. "Hey, Atmos. We finally got the last of Pinkamena's guys."

"Good, good." Atmosphere looked at his syringe. Then, he walked over to his minion and gave it to him. "Get one of them, shove them in one of the elevators that go down to the pump rooms and inject him with this. Mare-Do-Well is down there, and we need to be rid of her as soon as possible."

"Alright boss... erm..." The stallion scratched his head nervously.

"I'm sorry, was that order not clear enough for you?" Atmosphere asked icily.

"No, no, it's just... some of the boys reckon that they saw one of the princesses trotting around on the island."

Atmosphere carefully considered this new bit of information. "A princess... tell me, how tall was she?"

The thug blinked. "Uh... well, it was dark, but I think they said that she was no bigger than you or me..."

"Then it's Twilight Sparkle." Atmosphere deduced. "Hmm... She's not as dangerous as the other two, less experienced..."

"Shall we search for her, Atmos?"

"No." Atmosphere said firmly. "You're no match for an Alicorn's magic. This is a task that requires trickery."

"Right, so we get Feeder?" The thug asked.

Atmosphere glared at him.

"Oh. Right." The thug said meekly.

"I'll deal with the princess." Atmosphere growled. "You focus on Mare-Do-Well."

The stallion gulped. "Yes boss." Then he fled the room.

Atmosphere sighed and started thinking. He couldn't take on a princess head-first, he knew that. Should he shoot at her from the shadows, maybe?

Then again... He thought to himself. A princess could make a valuable hostage... if I managed to capture her... but how could I make her useful to me?

Atmosphere looked at his tools on the table. Then he looked at the machine in the corner.

He smiled. A plan was beginning to formulate in his head.

Author's Note

REAL SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG.

I'm going to try and finish this story completely. It ~~may~~ will take a while, but I will try my best. The only thing I can promise is that almost every loose story thread will be satisfyingly tied up!

Thanks for watching.

Potato.