Tartarus High

“We'll be back. I don't think the full blown transformations would be best for us, we could be like a mole for you, tell you stuff outside the forest ya know?” the leader of the squad, now all conscious, said.

“You'd do that?...What's your name?” Twilight asked.

“Ken.” he replied.

“Rin.” one of the two woman said.

“Bright Steel.” the larger of the group said.

“Long shot.” the woman with a sniper rifle said.

“Well...I don't know how you'd get information to us, but if you can leave it with Zecora and she'd bring it to us. Or you could give it directly to one of us or another of the Pack.” Twilight said.

“Right. Come on Bright, let's get this moron out of here before he wakes up.” Ken said. He was still unconscious so someone not sympathetic to the Nightstalkers wouldn't know exactly where they were.

“Well that was interesting. Who knows? Maybe there's more like them.” Luna said.

“If there are we could gain some more numbers, Nightstalker or double agents alike.” Celestia said.

“Yeah. Alright everyone! Down the the caverns for Glyph training!” Twilight called, opening up a large circle on each of the floors so the ones not on that floor could quickly make their way down.

A week had passed. Many people had begun to miss life in their old homes. Not so much the place, but interacting with others than each other. They also needed more supplies to make weapons, clothing, armor and other necessities. Applejack would need some things from Big Mac before she could start their secluded orchard so they were running low on food supplies as well.

“Right. We'll all split up into groups ranging from two to four. Don't go anywhere you'll be recognized if you can help it. If you can't do that then use the Glyph on the side of your hood. It'll change some of your basic features, but any of us would be able to recognize you. You all know what we need, anything not necessary comes out of your own pocket. Don't reveal your identities unless necessary. If you find any half demons or Tartarus guards willing to help or join us point them our way. If you're not back in three days without valid reasoning you'll be presumed dead, captured or irresponsible and we'll go looking for you.” Twilight explained, handing out large cloaks to everyone.

“Sorry love, but everyone knows your hair style and color...Mine too...” Twilight said to Celestia. She was pouting because her hair had been dyed black and cut rather short. Twilight had removed the lighter purple highlight from her own hair and had hers cut like Celestia's.

“What about Rainbow Dash?” Celestia pouted.

“Lots of Valkyries dye their hair like that, but nobody's been able to replicate yours. I'm sorry, if you don't grow to like it we can always change it back.” Twilight said, kissing her on the forehead like one would a child.

“Dash are the tunnels clear?” Twilight asked.

“Yep, we got the OK from Kirin too.” Dash replied.

“Right. Move out people! AJ, thanks for staying back to hold down the fort.” Twilight said.

“No problem, Ah git tuh see mah brother more than all of them git tuh see other people. Ah'll keep the recruits an' kids safe.” Applejack replied.

“Thanks.” Twilight replied. Applejack smiled at her and joined the rest of the Pack, which were changing and filing into the tunnels.

“Manehattan eh? This should be interesting...” Twilight said as they approached the large city. Two other groups were with them, a total of eight combined, since it was a big city.

“I'm still a bit upset about my hair so you better make it up to me...” Celestia mumbled, earning a laugh all around.

“Right. Alright everyone, you know what to do.” Twilight said. They all nodded and they dashed off. Once they were close they quickly changed back and donned their cloaks, entering the city from three different places.

“This looks like a good place to start.” Twilight said. She and Celestia were standing in front of what boasted to be a 'modern blacksmith'. Celestia shrugged and they entered.

“Whoa there Ladies, this isn't a shopping mall.” a pale woman wearing violet shades said.

“And you're no blacksmith...” Celestia said. The woman shrugged.

“What are you talking about Vinyl?” another woman asked, coming into the room wiping her hands on an apron that was nearly covered in soot.

“These chicks just walked in.” the woman known as Vinyl said.

“Wait...Vinyl as in Vinyl Scratch? Aren't you a DJ?”Twilight asked. Celestia gave her a weird look.

“Yeah, not anymore though. You listen to my old stuff?” Vinyl asked.

“No but my little brother did. You seem familiar though...wait...no...Octavia Philharmonic?” Twilight asked.

“Yes...you recognized me through all this grime?” the other woman asked, taking a rag and wiping her face.

“I'm good with faces.” Twilight shrugged.

“Well what are two ladies like yourself doin' here?” Vinyl asked.

“Your sign says you're 'modern blacksmiths'... we need materials for making weapons and possibly premade weapons.” Celestia said.

“We don't just give that stuff out... you don't really look like the type that'd nee-” Octavia started, but both women froze when Twilight pulled her hair away from her right side to show her scar.

“Whoa dude that's pretty sick.” Vinyl said.

“You two are half demons.” Twilight suddenly said. The two women looked at each other, then at them and suddenly charged with a random weapon on display. Twilight snapped her fingers and simply held them in place.

“The hell was that for?” she asked.

“You're Fucking demon hunters...” Vinyl growled. Twilight and Celestia laughed and Twilight let them down.

“Oh man...you can't be more wrong.” Celestia said.

“Huh?” Octavia said.

“Do you know the names Twilight Sparkle and Celestia?” Celestia asked.

“Yeah, they're those two that sparked the half demon break off...” Octavia said.

“You're looking at them.” Twilight said.

“I heard they're some new kinda demon called Nightstalker or something like that. That would make you one of them, you don't even look half demon to us.” Vinyl said.

“Well you look human to us as well.” Twilight said.

“But how do you know?” Octavia asked.

“Because I'm me.” Twilight said.

“You're not going to tell us how are you?” Vinyl asked.

“Not unless you come with us.” Celestia answered.

“What do you mean?” Octavia asked.

“You obviously are wary of demon hunters. In Ponyville, which was where we used to live, they killed innocent people and half demons. You know we broke off, we've got our own colony going. Or Pack, depending on how you look at it. We gather any half demons looking for refuge, and you tow being blacksmiths we could use you.” Twilight explained.

“We still don't know if you're who you say you are...the Twilight and Celestia we knew had that cool hair...” Vinyl said. Twilight sighed and Twilight used an illusion to restore their hair for a moment, then letting it drop.

“Oh...wow...never knew how much hair could change a person...” Octavia mumbled.

“I guess we're in then...we get those fucking hunters in here all the time boasting of their kills...” Vinyl growled.

“You make firearms right?” Celestia asked.

“Of course, why?” Octavia replied.

“That's all we really need.” Twilight replied. She extended what used to be her gifted Reaver Gauntlets. They had the texture of bone, yet the strength of the metal. It looked pretty awesome.

“Fuck!” Vinyl yelped.

“Oh, that's nothing.” Twilight giggled, retracting it.

“Right...well...what should we pack up?” Vinyl asked.

“Oh no, we'll be here for another two days.” Celestia said.

“Alright...well now that we're with you mind telling us where your colony or whatever is and how you knew we're half demons?” Octavia asked.

“We live with the Timber Wolves in the Everfree. And I saw through your illusion spells with this.” Twilight replied, showing and explaining her eye.