Dante sat up on his bed, head buried in hands with his fingers in his hair. He had gained a sudden interest in certain things; What Lowell was, exactly. Why Templars wanted control. Finally, he cried at the sudden realization of something; he was scared that his mother might not have made it out of Ponyville alive. 'No! How could I not remember her!?! I hate myself so much!' ran through his mind. He then looked to his messenger bag at the foot of the bed, then remembered that thing Lowell had on his arm. He realized that he could make an imitation of it using those things he took from the Clock Tower. So, he brought his messenger bag closer and opened it. Everything was still inside. He took out the drill, put in the battery pack, and got to work...

Strapping the thing he had made was a bit of a challenge, but Dante finally managed. He slipped on the ring with the locking mechanism tied to it and flicked his wrist. The blade immediately popped out, the light in the bunker reflecting off the blade. He took out a rubber ball and held it against the bed. He then raised his arm up, and brought it down. A mighty POP sounded and echoed off the metal walls. He smiled and flicked his wrist again only slightly, the blade sliding back in with a clean and yet silent sound. He looked under his hand, looking at the drawer slider with the blade replacing what was previously in the center. Dante thought he could possibly do more, but that'd have to wait. Right now, he needed to find Luna and other possible survivors. He slipped on a black and red hooded jacket and left.

Lowell left the bunker Chrysalis was in and followed Dante, asking, "Where are you going, lad?" Dante waved his hand dismissively and said, "Nothing to worry about. I'm going out to save any possible survivors left behind." Lowells' eye widened and he slid in front of me, blocking my path. "Listen, lad; if there were, they be dead, by now..." This just made Dante angrier, and he put his hand on Lowells' arm. He shoved him aside and ran, jumping onto the ladder. He propelled up by kicking off the bars, and shot out. He landed square on his hooves, his jacket billowing down and touching the floor. He pulled the hood over his face, and got up slowly. He looked around, his red eye gleaming. He then smirked and sprinted. He then jumped and swung off a branch before landing inside the leaves of another ahead. He pushed some leaves aside so he could see. He saw a group of civilians tied together, Templars hovering over them with swords pointed.

Dante perked his ears and listened closely;

"Where is Dante Lorenzo Quicksilver?" Asked the Templar on the right.

One of the civilians shook in fear and said, "I...I don't know!"

The Templar grazed that one's arm and said, "YOU LIE!!! TELL ME WHERE HE IS!!! YOU JUST MIGHT LIVE!!!"

Dante couldn't take the anger bubbling inside, and he did the stupidest thing he ever remembered doing;

He jumped from the tree and extended his hidden blade.

The Templar saw and tried to swing his sword, but Dante kicked it and landed on top of him with his hidden blade impaled in his eye. The Templar screamed bloody murder until Dante took the blade out and then slit his throat. He then rolled off and grabbed the sword in the process. His blade slid back in and he slid on his hooves as he swung the blade, lopping off the head of another Templar. The last one there charged and swung his blade up. Dante swung his blade down and jumped up with the force of impact from the blades colliding. He then stepped back and swung his blade to the side. The Templar deflected and spun to slice him. Dante took his chance, ducked under the blade and stabbed upwards, the blade going through the Templars' muzzle. Dante then twisted and pulled out the blade, kicking the Templars' kneecap in so hard it broke. The dead body slumped over and blood spilled from the hole in his jaw. Dante saw a dagger strapped to that one's leg. He took the strap and blade off, then attached it to his leg, taking out the blade.

He walked towards the hostages and sliced the rope. He then tossed it aside and helped them all up. He then noticed three of them were huddled and crying. One an alicorn, another a blind dregasus and the last one a pegasus. Dante knelt down and tried to ask what was wrong, but one of them tried to swat away his hand. He simply put his hand on his chest and said, "I be not foe, but friend." At that, they stopped crying and looked at him. Except for the dregasus. She simply looked straight ahead. He smiled at them, and said in a calm voice unchanged from what he said previously, "I say exactly what I mean." He then held out his hand again, and they took it, getting up onto their hooves. He then heard a sudden rustling in the bushes and swiveled his dagger to the blade pointing away from him. he held up the blade and got into a fighting stance.

A Templar jumped out with two Tomahawks. Dante smirked and roundhouse kicked, hitting the pony in the ribs while he was in mid-air. Dante rushed in and tried to stab, but the Templar sliced the air next to Dante's ear, causing him to flip out the way. The Templar took advantage of the moment and sliced his lip at the right side. He cursed under his breath with a grunt and held that part of his mouth. He then took out the dagger and got close, stabbing it into his knee. He then twisted the blade and took it out, stabbing it in his mouth and neck. He took the blade out and put it back in its holster. He drop kicked the body and grabbed the Tomahawks. He then took the strap for them and put it on, slipping the Tomahawks in. He turned around to face the victims, But got kicked in the face. As he fell on his back, whoever kicked him had picked the rock back up and bashed him in the eye with it, opening a gash on the left eyelid. Dante cursed loudly, and his eye turned yellow. He shrieked, and the head of his assailant exploded. Dante struggled to get up, being that the blood from his left eyelid blurred half his sight.

Dante looked at the rock, and thought, 'Meh...why not?' And he took the rock, slipping it in the coat's pocket. He then went to the civilians. The three he had saved were somehow connected to his future...he didn't know how...he only knew it to be true...He looked at the blind Dregasus;

The Dregasus was blind, as he could tell from the red eyes containing no pupils. She also had a poison green mane and tail, the mane cut at the end of her jaw, while the tail was long and braided. She had a dark grey coat of fur, and she wore some rebel like clothing. However, he didn't have much time to say something to her, because he then heard gunshots. He turned back to the victims and gestured for them to go to the Everfree Forest and follow him. They ran through the brush, steered clear of the Poison Joke, and stopped at a rock. Dante threw the rock entrance open and rushed everypony inside. When the three that caught his eye earlier had gone in, he turned around.

And then he was shot in the chest with a bullet.

Author's Note

I'd have to say that this chapter here is the longest...But that doesn't matter! What matters is that I'm glad you all love the story so much. Even though it hasn't reached the featured list, I could care less. So long as I'm writing and you all are reading, I'm fine. Oh, and the plot twist I mentioned in a blog post? That'll be in the next chapter.

Just wait, my pretties...you will have your mind-fuck dosage soon...