Justice League of Equestria: Gods and Monsters

Back at the watchtower, Rainbow stood before stasis pod about twice her size in the middle of the lab with several monitors and cylinders hooked up to it.

"Gotta say, didn't think I'd ever be tasked with patching something like this together…" She mused to herself as she typed out some commands on the keyboard, within the stasis pod was none other than Giganta, AKA Rarity. "I swear, it's almost like I'm looking at a prototype version of myself..."

She then made her way back to the main computer and began in putting several commands, only for new window to pop up, revealing a female news reporter.

"...and in other news, the The Royal Flush Gang, a notorious robbery family with several counts of murder on their list, recently tried to rob the Central City bank earlier today, however by the time the police had arrived almost every single one of them had been killed save for the youngest."

"Huh?" Rainbow asked as she looked into the report more.

"The only footage of who stopped them is… disturbing. Younger viewers should be warned and stay with an adult."

The screen shifted to the camera's POV during the robbery, outside of the safe were five uniquely dressed ponies, one a King, the other a Queen, the younger one seemed to be a jester of some sort, the one next to him was a large hulking stallion covered in a white bodysuit, and the youngest one was a mare wearing a similar bodysuit, only black on one side and white on the other.

"Hurry up!" The King shouted out as the large one proceeded to rip the vault door off. “We haven't got all day! Ace, Jester, Ten, get in there!” The younger members nodded and quickly ran inside.

“Relax dear…" The Queen stated, placing her hand on his shoulder. “We made sure to disable the security systems, now we just need to-”

Suddenly there was a flash of blue lightning near the upper left corner of the screen. The Queen paused, looking around and immediately pulled out a gun. “Somepony's here…”

The King growled is anger as he pulled out one of his own. “Whoever you are, you're a fool for coming here alo-” The King's words died in his throat as he gasped in pain.

“Dear? What's wro-” Between screamed as she turned to face her King, only to see blood leaking from his mouth… and a black claw sticking out of his chest.

The queens scream alerted the other members, Jester turned around and his eyes widened as he saw his leader fall lifelessly to the ground. He growled and charged forward with his sword drawn..... only to be met with blue lightning circling him.... and then two bolts struck him in the chest.

Jester screamed in pain as he was sent flying into his sister and knocking her out, smoke rising from his charred body.

The biggest member, Ace, immediately attempted to grab the figure from behind, only for the figure to out maneuver him and strike him through the chest and like his King he was dead in seconds.

The Queen, seeing this as a lost cause immediately attempted to flee, only for the figure to catch up to her, grab her by the head, and in one swift motion, snap her neck.

The youngest sister soon came too and looked around as she moved her dead brother off her. Fear gripped her heart as she saw her family... all dead. Immediately the figure turned to her and grabbed her by the neck and ripped off her mask revealing a filly with a gray coat and blonde mane and a stubby horn. “Please...please no…” She pleaded, tears leaking from her terrified eyes.

The figure just glared at her, it's eyes not angry.... but filled with shame and disapproval. It dropped her to her hindquarters. "Never. Do this. Again." It told her and then zoomed off in a blur of blue lightning….

“…yikes…” Rainbow stated as she took a screencap of the figure to study it later. “For something to be able to go that fast…”

"WHATCHA DOIN'?!" Pinkie shouted as she snuck up on Rainbow who shouted in sheer panic.

"DAMMIT PINKIE DON'T DO THAT!"

“Sorry! Couldn't resist!” Pinkie giggled as she cartwheeled around the room. "So Lady Wi-fi, got any new apps?"

"Okay can you stop CALLING me Lady Wi-fi? It's not funny the second time around." Rainbow said as she closed the window, but Pinkie ignored her. "Anyways no I don't have new 'apps' but I do have one upgrade. I got me a battle form."

"Ooo~lemme see, lemme see!" She shouted in excitement as she bounced around the android.

"Alright.... check it." Rainbow said as she flexed her body. Suddenly armor started encasing her whole body giving her clawed hands and feet. Her face became like a skulls and her 'brain' was exposed. "Well? What do you think?"

“She looks like Skeletors deformed brother.” Her "other half" deadpanned as she sat atop the stasis pod.

Pinkie stared at her alternate, more muscular form for a whole minute before giving her a deadpan look. "Not bad, but you look like a dude."

"I look like I'm wearing armor dingus." Rainbow said before she turned back to normal. "It gives me extra protection for if I'm hacking something, like if there's anything on Equestria that could give me a challenge, or if I get into a fight."

"Meh, I would've gone for a more stripperific look, kick everyone's ass while they're too busy gawking!" Pinkie replied as she turned her attention to the screen.

"Yes because that's TOTALLY not a stereotype." Rainbow said. However she then got a bit of feedback from a police radio. "Wait.... Pinks I got something.... alright.... you ready for your first mission?"

"A MISSION?!" She screamed in excitement. "YES! A CHANCE TO PROVE TO BAT-MARE THAT I'M WORTHY OF HER!!"

“And a chance to slit more throats of course…”

"Um..... yes that." She said. "Alright the location is on this phone." Rainbow said as she handed it to Pinkie. "Go there and... for Faust's non-existent sake don't go too murder crazy."

"No promises!" Pinkie giggled as she took the phone and ran down the hall. "I gotta get my mallet, and my chainsaw!"

"WHAT WAS THAT?!" Rainbow yelled.

"Fine... no chainsaw..." She grumbled as the doors closed.

Rainbow rolled her eyes and got back to work... and wasn't surprised when she saw a familiar face. "I told you before and I'll tell you again. I'm not going to be like you."

[You only delay the inevitable] How reflection retorted in a more robotic, monotone voice. [You were built with one function and one function only: to kill Supermare]

"Yeah well that's not happening is it?" Rainbow retorted. "So why don't you go fuck off."

[You are not different] The reflection continued. [You simply choose an opposing function]

"Didn't know being normal was a fucking app." Rainbow sneered at her robotic counterpart.

"Who are yah talkin' too?" Another voice asked, snapping her out of her thoughts.

RD blinked as she turned to see Applejack enter the room, she glanced back at the computer screen only to realize her reflection had turned back to normal.

"N-nopony. Nopony important." Rainbow said as she went back to the computer. 'Please. Please just let this be a normal day.'

Later in the streets of Maretropolis, several thugs ran through the alleyway in terror as they were pursued by the insane party pony... wielding what looked like a gun with a grenade launcher taped to it, and fuzzy dice hanging off the tip. "Guys? Guys come back! I just wanted to talk... about shooting you, with this gun, which is what I'm gonna do after we finish talking!"

"YOU'RE CRAZY YOU KNOW THAT?! YOU'RE CRAZY!" The thugs shouted as they ran but received several bullets in his body as a prize for talking back to her.

"See?! Your friend enjoyed my present!" Pinkie shouted. "Can't you enjoy it to?!"

"Screw you!" Another thug shouted... only to get a bullet through his skull.

The rest the thugs continued to run, each one taking a different alleyway in hopes of losing her.

"Aw are we playing hide and seek? I bet we AAARE!" Pinkie said as she cocked the grenade launcher and shot down each alleyway. "POP GOES THE WEASEL!"

The thugs' screams were drowned out by the explosions the moment the grenades detonated, killing them instantly. Pinkie, satisfied with her work, casually walked back into the warehouse she'd driven the thugs from. Upon entering she found the last remaining thug right where she left him...strapped to a chair… with her “other half” sitting right next to him.

“If he tells us what we're looking for kill him. You don't have a reason to keep him alive. He's just a piece of shit that works for these punks.”

Pinkie regarded her with a small glance before turning her attention back to her prisoner. "Sorry for the long wait, I had to make sure your friends didn't bring back any uninvited guests while we were having our little party!"

"P-please.... k-kill me." He begged. "Please just kill me."

“Look at that pansy. Seriously we haven't even been PLAYING with him that long.” Her "other half" chuckled maliciously.

"Hmm tempting... but nope!" She giggled as she pushed his chair over and sat on his chest, ignoring her "other half’s" irritated scoff. "You have some information that I need. Y'see, some weirdo's been launching attacks on warehouses like this one... and since you and your pals were using this place as a hideout...well, I get the feeling that you know exactly what's going on, so spill!"

"Y-you want me to rat on them?! I-I can't! T-they said they'd turn me into a toy!" He screamed. Pinkie looked at him confused.

“....somepony's beaten us to the punchline? Well that just won't do.”

“What do you mean? Ponies can be turned into toys?" Pinkie asked curiously, ignoring her "other half’s" quips.

"NO YOU IDIOT! THEY'LL FILL ME WITH SOME FUCKED UP LIQUID AND TURN ME INTO A PRESERVED DOLL! I-I WON'T LET THAT HAPPEN! PLEASE JUST KILL ME!"

“Hey look at that! He's asking for death! Let's grant it to him!” Her “other half” smirked as she strolled around the two.

Pinkie couldn't help but find the irony of the situation humorous, usually her victims would beg for their lives before she killed them, yet this one was begging to be killed after he gave up the information...

...which brought a question to her mind; just how twisted were the ones he was working for? She was tempted to end him there, but this was her first solo mission, she had to prove to Batmare that she could handle herself.

“Oh who GIVES a damn what batsy wants.” Her other stuff groaned as she nonchalantly twirled a knife in her hand. “She's so.... dull and BORING when compared to us.”

Pinkie shot her "other half" a glare before turning her attention back to the thug. "Okay... I promise I'll kill you... if you tell me what's going on."

"L-look, I never see them up close! They just contact me through wired packages and I tell them where the next raid is gonna be, or where the boss's weapon caches are, that's it!"

“And where do you think they'll strike next?”

"T-the weapons cache near the harbor. Knowing them they'll send in their mini-bombs first" He stated. "Please, I've said too much already... just end me..."

"Hm... okay!" Pinkie said as she unloaded a whole new clip into the poor bastard, she then turned to her "other half" with an annoyed look on her face. "Happy now?"

“I'm never happy.... except when ponies die. Then I'm happy. So yes. I am.” She stated as she got up and walked beside her.

“Well then, many more are going to die after this, so do me a solid and cut the backseat driving a bit, ok?” She said as she made her way towards the exit.

“No promises... now then, time to please a mare who doesn't give two real shits about us.”

“Shut up, Pinkamena.”

At the docks several armed men were stationed around the entrance while a few more patrolled the area. "I still can't believe this..." One of them complained. "How many of our hideouts have been attacked so far?! It's getting ridiculous!"

"Yeah but.... you seen what happens to the ones that survive?" One thug asked before shivering. "Freaking disgusting dude."

"Don't... don't remind me." The first one said. "I'm still trying to get that out of my head."

Suddenly, A strange tune began to echo throughout the area. The guards looked around in confusion until one of them noticed a Jack-in-the-Box slowly rolling towards them.

“What the hell…?”

Just as the tune finished playing, The box popped open and out sprang a bomb the size of a bowling ball, exploding in their faces and killing them instantly.

Soon the entire warehouse was surrounded by weird, toy-themed explosives, spinning tops with blades on their sides, wind-up teeth with sharp fangs, and tons of bomb-in-the-boxes that surrounded the warehouse.

And Pinkie had arrived just in time to see the mayhem unfold.

“What the.... WE MISSED THE FUN OPENING?! OH COME ON!” Pinkamena shouted in rage.

"SOOO TOTALLY UNFAIR! AND WHY DON'T I HAVE THIS COOL STUFF?!" She whined as the toys kept killing the thugs all over the place. "I mean really, these are just so neat! And they're gimmicks! I don't have a gimmick aside from shooting people!"

"Hi!" A voice called out. Looking down Pinkie saw a cute robot doll with a pink dress and blonde hair walking towards her. "I'm Baby Doll! Do wanna play with me?"

“...what the FUCK!?”

"Hm..... nah." She said as she shot it's head off and then stomped it to pieces before turning to Pinkamena. "I think we can both agree that was fucking weird right?"

“Hell. YES.”

"That's not nice!" Another voice shouted, prompting her to turn around to see five more of the same doll. "Let's play together!" They all shouted as they opened their mouths… each revealing a hidden gun as they immediately opened fire.

"Ok, that's just cool!" Pinkie said as she narrowly dodged the bullets and took cover. "That was actually pretty clever. I mean if they didn't try to kill me I'd probably ask how they made those things and THEN kill them!"

“I KNOW RIGHT?! SO MANY WAYS TO KILL A PONY!”

Another explosion went off as the dolls continued their assault, and judging by the screams of agony and terror, taking out several more thugs in the process.

As Pinkie continued to hide, her phone started beeping. “Pinkie are you there? Answer me!” RD shouted.

“Oh joy. Green bean is calling us again.”

Pinkie rolled her eyes as she answered. "You know I was being perfectly stealthy before you just called."

"Wait... you were being sneaky?" Rainbow asked.

"PFFT! NO!" Pinkie laughed afterwards.

"Why am I not surprised?" RD groaned as another explosion went off from inside the warehouse. "Look, I'm picking up an odd signal. Whoever sent these weird objects is controlling them remotely. I'm sending you the location now!" She explained.

"OOOH! Like in-"

"Pinkie I swear to Faust. If you say 'like in Call of Duty' I will personally hunt you down and blow your fucking head off." Rainbow growled and Pinkie chuckled.

"I know you love me you little brainiac you!" Pinkie said as she looked on her map and saw that the signal was coming from the rooftop.

“She's a buzzkill, isn't she?”

“Yeah, but that's part of her charm! She’s stubborn! Just like-” Pinkie stopped, her mane drooping a bit before going back to normal. “...nevermind, I got some dolls to kill!” She shouted as leaped over the wall and took the dolls head-on, missing the glimmer in Pinkamena’s eyes…

Up above a young figure cackled gleefully as he watched the carnage unfold. "Oh, one little two little three little mobsters, four little five little six little mobsters, seven little eight little nine little mobsters, 10 mobsters bite the dust!" He sang as he continued to press a few buttons on his controller, commanding the bomb-in-a-boxes to seek out more targets.

"This is Trickster to Toyman, how goes the assault sweetie?" A female voice asked, the young colt picked up his communicator.

"It's going pretty smoothly, these idiots can barely put up a fight… wait a second, several of the Baby-Dolls just went off-line..."

"Come again?" The Trickster asked.

"S-s-someone's breaking my toys! NO! NO! NO!" Toyman whined. "How do I make them stop?!"

"Calm down sweetie."

“But I worked SOOO HAAARD ON THEM!” He complained as he began pressing buttons and moving the joystick. “Do you know how hard it is to make walking talking doll with guns in their heads?!”

“Of course I do, I helped you build them.” She replied. "But this isn't the time to lose your cool.”

"...alright mom." The colt grumbled. "I still wanna hurt them though."

"I promise we will dear." The Trickster told him soothingly. "Try and capture them and when you get home...we'll be having ICE CREAM!"

"YAY!" Toyman cheered. "Can I have Caramel Crunch?"

"Can I have some too?" Pinkie asked, leaning over his shoulder. "I love Strawberry Cheesecake flavor!"

"Sure thing!" The colt replied before turning back to his communicator. "Hey boss, can the strange pink-haired lady have-GAH!" He yelped upon realizing he'd been caught. "Where’d you come from?!"

"Oh, I climbed a ladder." Pinkie said with a smile on her face. "So YOU'RE the crime boss they sent me after? Honestly I was..... kinda expecting something a bit.... taller."

“Aw..... can we keep him? He's so cute I could just eat him up...literally!” Pinkamena giggled, licking her lips as she circled the young colt.

"Crime boss?!" The colt repeated, dumbfounded and a little insulted. "Do I LOOK like Black Mask?!" He snapped angrily. "And for that matter, who the heck are you?!"

“A serial killer with a number so high you're going to be crying in utter fear if we mention it.” Pinkamena smirked, nonchalantly filing her nails.

"Sweetie, what's happening?" The female voice called out. "Is everything OK?"

"OOOH! Who's the new voice?" Pinkie asked as she grabbed the controller. "Hello? Is this thing on? Can you hear me? Hellllllooooooo!"

“Hey! Give that back!” The colt yelled, trying to snatch it back from her.

“Make us you cry baby.”

“Who is this?! Are you one of Black Mask’s hired thugs?!” The asked angrily. “I swear if you lay a FINGER on my boy I'm gonna-”

"Wait... your boy.... you mean... y-you're a.... a-a family?" Pinkie asked slowly with an honest tear in her eyes.

"Uh, yeah... a broken one anyway..." The colt mumbled as he slowly backed away. "Look, you're obviously after someone else so... later!" Without giving her time to retort he ran towards the edge of the roof.

“CATCH THE LITTLE PRICK!”

Pinkie sighed and shot at his feet causing the colt to pause in pure fear. "Listen I need help hunting Black Mask down. Now are you gonna help me or are you just gonna be a dumb kid and let me shoot you?" She asked him with a bored expression on her face.

"HEY! I'M STILL TALKING HERE!" The voice continued. "WHAT DID YOU DO WITH MY SON?!"

Pinkie saw the communicator and picked it up. "Oh relax worry wort. I didn't do anything... yet. I just want to do a team up is all." She said with a smile on her face. "So what is it going to be?"

"And WHY exactly should we work with you?" The voice asked suspiciously. "What do you even want from Black Mask?"

“To kill the guy just for.... reasons.”

"I just want to kill him. I honestly don't know who the ba-" She started to say but then saw the colt "-the big jerk really is."

"Lady I'm not sheltered, I know plenty of swear words." The colt deadpanned, taking another step back.

“Oh look at him. He's a big boy. Knowing the big stallion words.” Pinkamena cooed as another explosion went off.

"...very well." The voice said in a more calm tone. "Meet us at the abandoned Krank co. Toys Warehouse tomorrow at noon. We'll discuss things further there."

"See ya!" The colt smiled as he jumped of the roof... only to reappear being carried away by a few remote control helicopters via strings attached to his belt.

“Okay.... I admit. THAT IS BAD ASS.” Pinkamena said as Pinkie stood beside her.

"Yeah… they seemed like nice people." Pinkie added with a kind smile. "I really hope I don't have to kill them this time."

“I do.”

“You'll kill anything with a pulse.”

“Yep. Proud to admit it.”

The next day Pinkie Pie skipped towards the abandoned warehouse, while most of the old vehicles outside were useless and the exterior looked like it hadn't been used in ages, she couldn't help but notice some new additions such as balloons, oversized toys and other gag equipment, there was even a mini-ferris wheel on the roof.

“.....it's a wonderland of carnage and devastation..... I WANT IT!” Pinkamena gleefully cackled as she bounced off of one of the balloons.

“I think I might retire here…” Pinkie giggled.

"Welcome to Krank Co!" A familiar male voice called out. "We hope you enjoy your stay and kindly ask that you don't touch the cyanide pies or the explosive whoopee-cushions...they haven't been tested yet..."

“Wait they have CYANIDE pies?! That's fucking genius!” Pinkamena cackled. “I can already TASTE the agony!”

"Please proceed to the main room with the giant teddy bear with sharp teeth." The colt stated. “And if you come across a cannon that shoots acid-laced confetti, you've gone too far.”

"YAY!" Pinkie said as she hopped along. As she did she passed by several unique looking toys. Some were toy planes with actual guns built in, others were like the Jack-In-The-Box that were seen back at the warehouse. Each one she passed by earned an 'oooh!' and an 'aaah!' from Pinkie or her “other half”.

“SERIOUSLY! WE COULD USE SOME OF THIS! IT'S SO GENIUS!”

Said “other half was geeking out as they made it to the teddy bear with sharp teeth and saw that there was somepony there. It was a mare due to the more... slender nature of the pony's body. She wore an outfit that even Pinkie wouldn't even consider. A mix-matched outfit with different colors and pictures on them, a dark purple cape, a strange looking domino mask, and her hair, whatever color it once was, now had green and orange as it's primary colors.

"Hello. Welcome to our home." The mare said coldly to Pinkie.

“She's a bundle of joy.”

"Whoa. What's with the cold shoulder? Did I make somepony mad?"

"Let's see..." She casually retorted as she bounced a yo-yo from her right hand. "Could it possibly have something to do with you SHOOTING AT MY SON?!" She snapped, flinging her yo-yo towards her at an alarming speed. Said yo-yo immediately had several spikes pop out of its sides, whizzing past Pinkie and leaving a cut across her cheek.

Pinkamena’s eye twitched. “..... the bitch cut us...... MURDER HER ASS.”

Much to her shock however, Pinkie simply took a deep breath. "Huh..... well that'd piss anyone off. That's for sure." Pinkie said nonchalantly. "I was mostly aiming for the floor though."

The mare’s eye twitched in irritation. “I'm warning you right now, try something like that on my son again and no one's going to find your body.”

"Noted." Pinkie told her plainly. "So what say we get this team up rolling huh?"

"Not so fast..." She said. "I'd at least like to know what you have to gain from all this..."

“Naturally. Of course she does.” Pinkamena snarled, angry that her “saner half” didn't act on her instincts like usual.

"I get to kill somepony then nopony will mess, duh." Pinkie said bluntly. "That's about it. I mean, no tears going to be shed over that mob boss right?"

The mare sighed before standing up from her chair. "Follow me." She said as she made her way deeper into the factory. A few minutes later they were in what looked like the remains of an old meeting room, in the middle the young colt was observing pegasus stallion tied to a chair and blindfolded, with several cuts and bruises decorating his body.

“Hang on..... doesn't he look a little familiar?” Pinkamena asked, strolling up to the chair and standing next to Toyman.

"Ok Joe, let's try this again…" He said casually as he began winding up a set of fanged chattering teeth. "Where is Black Mask's main base?"

"I-I don't know nothin'! I-I'm just a thug I'm tellin-" He paused when he saw.... Pinkie. "Oh fuck. Oh fuck please I-I'll tell ya everything just don't let that sick fuck anywhere near me!"

The two stared at the Pegasus in surprise before turning to Pinkie. "Wow, what'd you do to this guy?" Toyman asked over their captive's screaming.

“It's..... OH MY GOD IT'S CHILLY! Holy shit we haven't seen him in like.... forever!” Pinkamena squeed in excitement.

"OH MY GOOOOOOOSH! OH CHILLY I MISSED YOU!" She squeed as she hugged him.

Toyman blinked. “Wait, you know him?”

"Poor little Joey saw me beating a poor stallion up for intruding on my family time. Thankfully he's kept his mouth hush-hush about it right?"

"Y-yeah! I-I didn't tell no one Pinks! Honest!"

"Ah-ah-ahhhh, gotta do the motions." Pinkie said with a big smile on her face.

“Oh for the love of. YOU KNOW HE'S KEPT THE DAMN PROMISE!” Pinkamena snapped.

"Just kidding!" She giggled, giving him a reassuring pat on the head. "Now Joey, I need you to tell these nice ponies what they want to know, because if you don't they won't get what they want and I'll be unhappy, and you remember what happens when I'm unhappy..." She finished with a disturbingly wide smile as the pupils of her eyes shrunk into tiny dots. "...DON'T YOU?"

"I SWEAR TO GOD I DON'T KNOW! PINKS PLEASE! PLEASE I DON'T KNOW!" Joe said with tears streaming down his face. "Please..... please."

“Bitch slap this pansy. I can't STAND cowards.” Pinkamena said coldly, while Pinkie was looking rather sadly at Joe. She then sighed. "Joe.... just tell them what you know."

"And if you don't..." Toyman casually said as he finished winding up the fanged chattering teeth. “Well, you really DON’T wanna know where these are going…”

"HEY! JOE IS MINE AND IF YOU HURT HIM I DON'T CARE WHO YOU ARE! I WILL MOUNT YOUR HIDE OVER A DAMN FIREPLACE!" Pinkie said with a vicious snarl.

Without a second thought Toymaker dropped the teeth and stumbled back. Even Trickster seemed a little scared, but quickly regained her composure. "Listen, you said you would help us…" The grown mare snapped as she smashed the teeth under her foot. "He's one of Black Mask's top informants and we need to squeeze every last bit of information out of him before his boss finds out he's missing and changes his course of action!"

"....Chilly.... is this true? Have you been working with Black Mask?" Pinkie Pie asked him with a knife in her hand. "Tell me the truth.... what have you been doing?"

“Oh this is going to be juicy, I can tell!” Pinkamena snickered. “I think I saw some cyanide pies in the back…”

“L-Look, he wanted some more hired muscle, he had the money and I had the connections…” The Pegasus confessed.

"Connections? Oh do go on Chill." Pinkie said with a smile on her face. "I'm just DYING to hear what it is."

Joe immediately started to sweat, but his fear of what Black Mask would do to him was outmatched by the pony in front of him. "Basically street gangs who could help with smuggling drugs, shaking down people who owed him money, keeping others from moving in on his turf..."

"And where would we go to hurt him the MOST?" Pinkie asked politely but Chill saw the eyes again.... they were mostly empty.

“H-his main base of operations!” Joe quickly shouted, the calm tone of her voice freaking him out even more. “It's in the north sector of the city! He had some of his more crafty men steal a large shipment of supplies meant for Blueblood Industries, that's all I know, I swear!”

Behind Pinkie, her “other half” smirked as she wrapped her hands around her "saner half" and seemingly phased into her body, immediately her mane became dimmer in color and went straight. "Oh.... that's good to know Chilly..... but see.... now you're completely and utterly useless to us."

"P-Pinkie..." Joe stuttered in fear.

"Toyman? Leave. NOW." The Trickster stated firmly, leaving no room for an argument. The young colt was more than happy to oblige.

'W-wait what are you doing?! Joe's been there for us! We don't need to kill him!'

"I know that, but newsflash? I don't care Pinkie."

Suddenly Pinkamena found her right arm restrained just as she pulled out a knife. Looking behind her she saw Trickster pulling on a string attached to a yo-yo wrapped around her hand. “As much as I'd like to see him choke on his own blood, we still need him…”

“Please Pinkamena! Just let me back in! I promise the moment we find Black Mask’s base I'll kill as many goons as you want! Please!”

".....promise it'll be messy?"

"VERY messy! They'll need to use a fire hose to wash it all away! Just please, don't kill him!"

"Ugh. Fiiiine.... you owe me a damn MASSACRE after this Pinkie." Pinkamena said as she backed off Joe. "Consider this your lucky day Chilly." Joe breathed a sigh of relief as Pinkie's mane returned to its poofy nature.

Trickster arched a brow. "You finally snap out of it?"

"Y-yeah.... sorry I just...... lost control.... it doesn't happen that much." Pinkie reassured Trickster. "Joey are you okay? I-I'm sorry I let her in control."

"I-I'm f-f-fine..." The Pegasus shivered, averting his gaze as Trickster retracted her yo-yo. "...just...please don't let her out again...at least not near me!"

"Y-yeah.... I-I promise." Pinkie said as she frowned. She didn't mean to hurt her second bestest friend in the world but sometimes Pinkamena.... was demanding.

"...can I come back in now?" Toyman asked from outside the room. "Is she sane again?"

"Sane, no. Tame, yes." Trickster bluntly stated as she walked over to the bound Pegasus. "Now then, about your next job...you're going to use it to sneak us into Black Mask's main base... that alright with you?" She asked, glancing at Pinkie.

"Oh that's wonderful!" Pinkie said ecstatically. "I love working with kids!"

"Good, and if you play your part properly, we'll be nice enough to let you walk away from this… less injured than you already are..." She then turned her attention back to Pinkie. "And for you, I might be willing to let you keep some of our "toys"… that sound like a fair deal?"

"YAY! I GET NEW TOYS!" Pinkie shouted with enthusiasm. She then hopped off while everyone stared in shock.

"Mom.... she scares me."

Trickster simply patted his head. "Relax son. She's dangerously insane, yes...but that danger can be used against our enemies."

"Yeah.... for now." Joe said causing the two to turn to him. "Look she acts nice right now but she could go crazy REALLY quick..... not her fault though..."

"You keep your mouth shu-wait, what do you mean by that?" Toyman asked while his mother gave him a curious look.

"WOW! WHAT'S THIS BUTTON DO?!" Pinkie's voice echoed throughout the warehouse, followed by a loud *BOOM*

"NO! DON'T TOUCH THOSE! THEY HAVEN'T BEEN TESTED YET!!" Toyman screamed as he rushed out of the room.

"Good thing the kid left. Listen..... Pinkie...... she's not had the best of fillyhoods and she.... turns the bad memories into anger." He told Trickster. "I helped her once and..... well there's a reason she spared me."

"We all have our tragic pasts...some of use let them affect our future, while others use it to fuel their actions..." She said as she pulled out a picture and stared at it, a single tear trailing down her cheek. "...I have plans for my sons future, and they start with Black Masks death..." She said as she exited the room...