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Sombra looked around once again, hoping twilight would show herself. Everyone in the room was looking at him in fear, most were hiding under their tables and some of the brave ones remained in their seats. Sombra growing increasingly impatient shot his automatic into the air, Making noticeable holes in the ceiling. And the screams of frightened people.

“So no one wants to tell me where twilight is?” He asked, receiving a silent response from the crowd.

“Ah, I see.” He said, walking to a table. He then grabbed a shot glass filled with alcohol and drank it in one take. Walking back to the center, he threw the glass towards a wall, Shattering the glass all over the carpet. Unfortunately, that shot happened to belong to a very drunk Abraham who had just witness the death of his favorite drink. His anger getting the best of him, he shot out of his seat and charged towards sombra, who was facing the opposite direction. Before Abraham could punch him, sombra quickly turned around and grabbed his giant hand, stopping it. Sombra then kicked his leg and brought him down on the floor, placing his gun on his head.

“What the hell is going on here?” Fancy pants said with concern. Sombra looking at fancy recognized him, getting up. He kicked Abraham and walked with satisfaction in his eyes. Abraham still conscious held the position as he was too drunk and weak to get up. Gorge and the crew gave worried expressions about his safety.

“You must be, fancy pants?” Sombra said.

“And who do you think you-” before he could finish, sombra, quickly grabbed hold of his arms and pulled out handcuffs. Dropping him on the floor, he pointed his gun at fancy’s back towards the heart.

“Choose your next words very carefully, fancy. Where is, twilight sparkle?” Sombra whispered with a dark tone.

“I have no idea what you're talking about!” Fancy assured, sweat running down his face as he struggled to break free.

“Don't play games with me. In fact, you were all there!” Sombra yelled, looking at all the guests with a threatening look. Making them more uncomfortable than they already were.

“After all, she was the one that saved you, right?” Sombra said. Every guest in the building exchanged looks of worry as if someone had just found their secret. Gorge and the crew saw this and exchanged looks of confusion to themselves.

“What’s going on? A short thin man whispered, leaning towards gorge.

“Something we're not suppose to know. Gorge assumed, looking at the group's looks of worry. Then a man, who was a little older than gorge, shot out of his seat.

“We don't associate with criminals.” He blurted out, catching sombra’s attention.

“Well look who it is.” Sombra grinned.

“Filthy rich. last time I saw you, you were asking me for favors about your daughter?” Sombra asked. And with that information out there the crowd turned and faced filthy rich, giving him glares and a look of betrayal. Even fancy pants felt disappointed in him.

“Rich…. You swore.” Said a man in his thirties.

“Yeah, so what, why do we need to cover up information like this. People have the right to know.” Filthy yelled.

“Unfortunately, your viewpoint will never be shared. Your secret is safe with me, fellas.” He assured.

“Atleast, if you're willing to cooperate.” Sombra muttered.

“Now then,where is twilight sparkle?” Sombra said, pressing the gun down harder on fancy’s back.

“I'll never tell you where!” Fancy yelled, trying to break free again.

“Come on! After all this fancy, you still don't want to tell me.” Sombra yelled, then sighing with disappointment.

“I really wish it didn't have to be this way, fancy.” Sombra said, pulling the gun from his back towards his head.

“I'm gonna give you the count of three to tell me where or I'm going to stain this beautiful carpet.” Sombra roared.

“I don't know where!” Fancy yelled, trying to fight back.

“3….” Sombra said with no warning, facing the gun towards his heart.

“I swear.” Fancy pleaded, his voice breaking a lot and losing his accent.

“2….” Sombra yelled.

“No! Wait!” Fancy yelled.

“1…” Sombra yelled.

“She's in another-” fancy yelled with his broken voice.

“Right here!” Twilight yelled across the room. The entire room looked at her. She was walking towards him slowly with confidence.

“Twilight? But… how?” Fancy asked, looking up. Regaining his accent a little.

Sombra then leaned towards fancy’s ear and whispered. “You live another day, fancy.”, shoving him to the ground. Sombra then walked slowly towards twilight. Twilight having her gun out, pointed it at him. Ready to fire a shot. Sombra stopping at a table, glared at the men sitting on it.
They quickly got out and ran. Sombra then pulled up a chair and sat down.

“Don't move.” Twilight said.

“Wasn’t planning to.”Sombra assured, pouring alcohol into a shot glass.

“That’s a nice tuxedo.” Sombra commented.

Why don’t you sit down and talk.” He said, pulling up a chair.

“you threatened to kill innocent people just to talk to me?” Twilight pointed out.

“Strange, I know, but it gets work done.You understand don’t you?”

“I don’t think I do.” Twilight replied, still managing to keep her fear tucked away.

“Well. Aren’t you going to sit down?” Sombra asked, gesturing towards the chair on the other side of the table. Twilight still keeping her gun aimed at him, sat down on the chair.

“So. You yell my name with a gun. Stole that guys liquor and threatened to kill that guy?” Twilight pointed out.

“I'm on a very busy schedule, twilight. I'm sure you'd understand. How about I tell you a funny story.”

See I was walking down the streets of canterlot, This was 5 years ago by the way. Suddenly through the corner of my vision I saw an explosion through an alley between two buildings.” Sombra gestured the scene with his hands.

“Uh huh.” Twilight nodded.

“I go to that alleyway and what do I find. A guy, looked like me, talked like me, walked like me, all sorts of things you see. What was weird about it was the fact he called himself king sombra.”

“And what'd you do.” Twilight asked with interest.

“I shot him of course. He threatened to put me in shackles. It didn't take a long time to find out that was me and not an imposter. Turned out he was from a land of talking ponies.” Sombra said, chugging down the alcohol.

“So you interact with an alternate version of yourself and the first thing you do is kill him!” Twilight yelled.

“Well, I was kicked out of my job at the time. And thought of this as some form of demon or premonition. Realizing I had just broke my code I went insane.”

“And now here I am!” He said, extending his arms.

“What'd you do after.”

“I'll leave that to the imagination, agent.” Sombra growled, leaning towards twilight. Quickly standing up she raised her gun at him.

“Hahahahahaha. Rule number one!” Sombra laughed as he got up, heading towards twilight. Fearing for her safety she pulled the trigger and nothing happened. Taking the opportunity sombra grabbed the gun and took it.

“Always take it off safety.” He smirked, aiming her own gun at her.

“Say, goodnight.”

“I wouldn't do that if I were you!” Norman yelled across the room. Sombra turned and smiled.

“Norman! How's my favorite agent!” Sombra exclaimed, with open arms.

“You know this guy.” Twilight said, with nervousness.

“He used to be an agent years ago.” Norman said, walking towards them.

“Is that really all you remember me by,Norman?” He asked.

“He was also my teacher.” Norman said lowly.

“What?” Twilight gasped.

“Surprise surprise.” Sombra said, with fake enthusiasm.

“the gun is empty by the way.” Norman blurted out. Sombra pulling back the gun checked the rounds to see nothing was there.

“You gave me a gun with no ammo!” Twilight yelled.

“I didn't think you'd have to use it.” Norman clarified.

“Come on, Norman! I gave you a loaded gun when you were ten.” Sombra said.

“You gave a child a loaded gun!” Twilight yelled.

“It was just a bb gun.” Sombra replied.

“That doesn't make it okay!” Twilight yelled, while giving him a lecture on gun laws. Sombra didn't really care,so he just ignored it, but no matter how hard he tried. He somehow heard the entire lecture. Sombra gave Norman a look saying “she does this often?” To which Norman replied “more than you think.”. Just then sombra felt a vibration in his pants, pulling out his phone, sombra put it back.

“Damn!” He mumbled “Lucky you.” Sombra said looking at twilight.

“Sorry Norman, looks like I gotta go.” Before he left he grabbed gorge, who was desperately trying to break free.

“Oh, and I'll be taking this as a souvenir.” Sombra smirked, pulling out his gun he shot the glass door to the outside. The whole building took a sigh of relief before getting up and screaming. Adagio, who had been listening in the whole time had called the police during sombra’s talking. The ambulance came quickly checking all the guests. Norman and twilight were outside, when they realized their car was gone.

“He didn't.” Twilight said, refusing to believe he stole the car.

“But it was a finger print only?” Twilight said, not realizing Norman went back inside.

“Dazzle, please tell me you have a car.” Norman hoped, but his hopes were quickly put to rest when adagio shook her head. He mumbled something as he walked to the middle of the room.

“Alright, so can anyone spare me there car so I can chase the man.” Norman asked, only hearing the crowd mumble to themselves.

“Tak me ca-ar.” A drunk Abraham spoke, my cars around the corner.

“But I-I'm d-drivin!” Abe stuttered, slowly getting up.

“I'm going to!” Adagio spoke out.

“I thought you refused?” Norman said.

“Gorge was a good man. He doesn't deserve to be someone's prisoner!” Adagio said solemnly.

“Alright, but I want you and Abraham in the back.' Norman said “There's no way I'm letting that drunk man drive.” He whispered that last sentence to twilight, who nodded in agreement. Getting the keys from Abe. They walked abe to his car, unfortunately, abe's stomach never made the trip.

Author's Note

Ands that how it ended...

What?

You want to know what happens next? Oh well. The timeline was reset. Not really much I can do...

Hey, go read The Rise remake or Chow's World. Those two are better than this fic. Because they aren't cancelled.

RIP Agents RIP