Fear the Four

Remy continued to run after the hooded and cloaked figure with the stolen pouch of bits. "That son of a bitch" he muttered under his breath. Remy had to jump from one rooftop to the next if he wants to catch up with the thief. He jumped to the next rooftop but lost his footing and fell face down on the tiles. He glanced up and saw the their running away. "That's it.." He said angrily. He got to his feet and flicked his wrist. A contraption with a pistol attached to it whipped out from beneath his sleeve. He pulled the hammer back and took aim. "Run all you want, asshole" he said quietly was he wrapped a finger around the trigger. "Run all you fucking want. You can't outrun this bullet." He pulled the trigger. From far away, he heard a faint grunt of pain. Remy smiled and began jumping from one rooftop to the next until he approached the wounded thief. "Ah, ah, ah..." He said, stepping on the pouch. "Not yours" he pulled the trigger again, shooting him in the back. The thief groaned in pain. Remy rolled him over and saw that the hood may be up, but it's like he has no face underneath. (Imagine The Organization from the Kingdom Hearts series when they have their hoods up). Remy, thinking that this is some sort of phantom buried the barrel of his pistol into the face if the hood. "Since you don't have a face, I might as well--" he stopped talking when he pulled the trigger because a small fountain of blood splashed on his face. He spat his oppnent's blood out and coughed. "Fuck."

Inside the burning building, Jack and I heard screams but we do not know where they are coming from. "Anyoony in here?!" Jack called out over the roar of the flames. The cries were coming from the floor above us. "Cale, give me a boost" he said. I glanced up at the ceiling and heard the muffled cries coming from above. I nodded. I put one hand over the other and held them palms up. I limped a few inches back and lowered my hands.

"Ready?" I asked, straining from the stab wound on my leg. Jack nodded and moved a few inches back himself. If I did this right, Jack can burst through the ceiling without injuring himself. Jack ran and jumped on my hand. I hauled him upwards and saw him burst through the ceiling. I groaned in pain as the wound took its toll. I leaned against the wall and slid to a sitting position.

Jack glanced around. "Where you?!" He called, his hands cupped around his mouth. He heard crying a foot away from him. He eyed a closet and hurried over to it. Several pieces of burning dropped and got into his way. "Goddamn" he said, staggering back. The cries were clear through his ears. "I'm coming!" He called. He made his way around the wood and opened the closet. Inside were three fillies but they weren't the ones he, Remy, and I played with. "Come on" he said. He picked one up and the other two clung onto him. He made his away back around the wood and glanced down. "Cale!" He called.

I struggled to my feet and looked up.

"How many can you carry?" He asked me.

"One!" I called over the fire and stretched out my hands. Jack dropped a filly which I caught. I held her close to me and limped as quickly as I could to the exit. "Come on Jack!" I called as I neared the exit.

"Fuck" he whispered as he looked around. "I didn't think this through." Remy then jumped through the rooftop and landed in front of Jack.

"Remy!" Jack exclaimed with delight.

"This place wasn't so difficult to find" he said as he took one of the fillies from his friend. "Now lets get the hell out of here." He walked over to the hole on the floor and jumped through it.

"Hell yeah to that" Jack agreed as he followed through. The two friends along with their fillies hurried over to the exit as the building crumpled down. Remy turned his head and saw me lying in the pavement groaning. Aside from the stab wound on my leg, I also had burn marks on the same leg. He hurried over to me and examined my condition.

"Can you walk?" He asked.

"Yeah but it'll hurt like fuck" I strained.

"We got to get him to a hospital." He then grasped me by my shirt. "Ready? This is going to hurt." Even thought he carefully hauled me up, my leg stung and the burning sensation kicked in at the same time, causing me to cry out in pain. He then carried me the same way a soldier does and hurried over to the hospital.

"When I find out who did this, I'm so sending them straight to HELL!" I yelled in both anger and pain.

"Amen to that" Remy agreed.

Chase heard the news and he hurried over to the hospital wing of the castle where Remy, Jack and a few ponies gathered around me. "Well the good news is that the healing spell used on me will heal this leg in no time."

"And what's the bad news?" Chase asked.

"Nothing, there's only good news" I said. I leaned against the headrest of the bed and sighed.

"Ok, the guy needs rest, lets let him be" Remy said as he begun ushering everypony, Jack, and Chase out of the room. Chase closed the door, as I closed my eyes and drifted off into a nap.