New York City

Speeding down the street, a SWAT truck’s sirens flared as taxis and cars move out of its way to let it go by. Well-trained SWAT members sat inside, checking their gear as the truck came to a halt. Once it did, the commanding officer stood up, taking center stage as they all wait to hear the briefing.

“Alright! As you all know, we’ve gotten word from the boys that Blade Industries have been conducting business on their own term. Such as forming their own private mercenary group called the Elites.” He pulls up a picture of the group as a few of the team took notes.

He then pulls up a couple more photos of destroyed buildings from different places in the world. “They made themselves a name on the other side of the globe and here from killing drug lords to the mafia. They destroy everything and anyone that gets in their way, but keep the money and weapons for themselves, but unfortunately we lost track of the rest of them.”

“The only three that remain is the founder of Blade Industries and his two sons.” He closes out the other pictures and pulls up a picture of a middle-aged man who looked too good to be his age.

“Damien Blade is the founder of Blade Industries and the one who sends them out on missions.” The commander pulls up many pictures of Damien meeting politics, on vacation, and in a meeting with business partners. “No one really knows how this award-winning company came to be. But from what we can gather, he was born and raised to a Hispanic family and lived in Brooklyn for most of his life. He then went into the military at eighteen and was one of the best, earning him two medals of bravery. But one day he just disappears when Al-Qaeda attacked their base. But he then magically re-appears one day with a wife and twins on the way along with creating his company. So keep caution and use force if you have to.” They all nod as he pulls up two pictures of identical twins and enlarges the photo on the left.

The young man in his early twenties as he had a sly grin. His hair was black as he had a low bald fade design and spiked hair. “Next up is Vector Blade, or Neon, which is a nickname he gave himself. He’s twenty-three years old and from what we know from our intel, he’s the one who talks with the people and such before their unfortunate death. Don’t let his nice personality fool you, he’ll kill any of you within instance if it’s for his loved ones or if he’s trying to getaway. He’s also in charge of the money that goes through the company so he uses that to throw huge parties all the time…” He looks at some officers who either blushed or looked away as he enlarges the photo on the right.

“And finally, Victor Blade, but he likes to be called Zero.” The man had a neutral face, had high fade part design with spiky hair.

“Extreme caution with this one. From what we know, his attitude towards the world changed when his and Vector’s mother was killed in their home. The police never found the suspect in question.” He breathes slightly as he shows the team a video of Victor torturing a drug lord as they scrunch up their faces as all they could hear were the screams of the drug lord and seeing Victor’s creepy smile as he pauses the video.

“Make sure you have each other when dealing with him. I wish all of you the best of luck. Now get out there and take them down.” They all nod as they got up, heading out of the truck as the rain started to pour down hard as more lightning flashed throughout the sky. The thunder roared once again as news choppers were in the air along with a news crew talking to on camera or questioning the police about what’s going on.

The commanding officer watches them head into the building as he pulls one of them aside, letting the test of them go into the building, “We need to talk before you head in Sergeant Jackie.”

She looks at him, sighing softly as she looks away from him, gripping her rifle tightly. “There’s nothing to talk about, sir.”

“Yes, there is... I know what happened between you two. You haven’t told him about that yet, huh?” She said nothing as she held her locket tightly. “Well, I hope that doesn’t cloud your head and what your aim is.” He places his hand on her shoulder and sighs, “Do you understand me, Sergeant Jackie?”

A tear rolled down her cheek as she composes herself, kissing her locket around her neck as she looks back at him, “I promise I won’t let you down sir...” He nods and lets her go as she heads inside to get with the rest of her group.

She puts her rifle up and pulls out her pistol with a flashlight attached to it as she presses a button on her radio, “This is Sergeant Jackie, does anybody copy over?” Static ran through the radio as nobody answered as she looks around, biting her bottom lip and sweating slightly.

“This is Sergeant Jackie! Does anybody copy?! Over...” More static rang out as she growls, thinking there’s just a jam in the system as she slowly made her way around the ground floor. Everything was quiet as she heard the something as she quickly points her gun at it, only to see a rat scurrying away as she breathes softly. She then sees a door that was opened to what is possibly the basement and heads down there, thinking the rest of her squad went there as she hugged the wall. There was an eerie silence... the only thing that could be heard was the sound of water droplets hitting the floor and the ventilation system as she slowly heads down the stairs to the basement.

Once she got there, she hid behind a pillar as she looks around the corner to see her comrades... dead as some of them had multiple throwing knives inside of them and gunshot wounds as she heads over to see if any of them had a pulse. No one survived as she sighs calmly and takes their tags and slowly starts heading towards the trail of dead bodies, not knowing that someone was watching her from afar.

She continues as she comes across another door as she opens it; the lights turning on as she sees this huge base of operations full of weapons and maps as she goes over to investigate, seeing tons of pictures of different crime lords and the areas they stayed in as she couldn’t believe that they were capable of something of this level.

She then hears something behind her as she quickly turns around, hearing footsteps coming towards her as she points her pistol towards the door. She began sweating even more as the footsteps got closer and closer to reveal Victor, dragging one of her squad members who was still alive but badly beaten as he just stared at her, not saying a word.

“Oh, thank god! Jackie, you gotta save me from this crazy bastard!” He lets the rookie go as he crawls towards Jackie, crying as he coughs up blood. “Please... I don’t want to die...”

Victor hits one of his pressure points to knock him out as he kicks his body out of the way, shutting the door behind him as he smiles softly at her, “It’s so good to see you again Jackie. How long has it been since we last saw each other? Two... no, maybe three years?” He strolled over to her as she backups slightly, still pointing her gun at him.

“Not another step Victor!” He stops in his tracks as she looks up at him, “Where’s Vector and your father?”

“Dad’s upstairs in his office... probably waiting to get arrested.”

“And Vector?”

“Right behind you...” Before she could do anything, Vector came from behind and instantly puts her in a chokehold as she struggles a bit in his grasp. “Long time no see Jackie... nice gear.”

Jackie struggles a bit but sighs, knowing that Vector was still nice to her as she looks at Victor, who comes up to her, nodding his head to Vector as he lets her go and heads over to the rookies body.

“I missed you Jackie…” He grabs her chin gently, pecking her lips softly as she pushes him off of her. Wiping her lips as she notices his custom-made watch.

“I see you still have your watch.” She looks at Victor who looked at her and back at his watch and sighs as he opens it to reveal a picture of him, Vector, their father, and their mother in the photo.

“Yea she was... it’s my fault she died that day. I should’ve protected her, but I was too weak!” He slams his hand down on the table as she sees a picture of a man named Daniel Blaze. She heard about Daniel, but he died about a month ago she looks back at Victor. “I should’ve been the one to die that day...”

Her heart ached as she knew he was still hurting as she places her hand on his shoulder, “Then why are you doing all of this Victor? You’re a smart young man. One of the smartest guys I know... so why go around the world, killing some those people?”

“Those people are monsters. They steal, kill, control, and rape anyone in their way! But as soon as we started ridding this world of filth, the world now sees our company being evil after they found out what we were doing. But look at what the good we did... We gave hundreds of people job opportunities. I took a stand when nobody else did...” He sees the picture on the ground and picks up to look at it.

“This is a good example of someone too weak to stand up on his two feet. From what I read, he’s a very skillful fighter but somehow died... can you believe this foolishness!? He’s very skillful but got his ass handed to him by three guys who wouldn’t be able to land a hit on me.” He scoffs as he threw the picture back down on the ground. “He didn’t even know what kind of disease his grandfather died from. I mean, you have to be a complete jackass to not know... I’m glad I didn’t step in to help.”

Jackie looks at him as she sneakily places her hand behind her back and grabs her knife, “You’re psychotic...”

“No... not psychotic. Just human.” Victor grins as Jackie had enough as she pulls knife out and uses it to slash at him, who dodged it just in time but it graced his face, making him grunt in pain as he covers the slash mark on his right eye.

She was about to attack him again until a shot rang out, hearing Vector yell in pain as he fell to the floor. Another shot rang out as the bullet went through Victor’s shoulder as he hisses in pain as they all look at the officer who was knocked out. He was standing up with a C4 in his hand as the timer was counting down as it was at the one minute mark, “Rookie! What the hell are you doing?! We’re supposed to bring them in alive!!”

The rookie looks at her but still pointed his gun at Victor and Vector, “Our commanding officer only wants their father alive... he doesn’t care what happens to these two though.” He sees Vector trying to get the jump on him as he shot him in the leg. “Next bullet is going through your head if you try anything!”

Victor glared at the rookie as he growls, “You think you’re so big and tough now huh?! But was about to piss your pants when I was punching your teeth in!” The rookie growls and shoots two bullets, one going through his other shoulder, the other going through his leg as Victor yells in pain as he continues to glare at the rookie as he points his gun at Jackie.

“He also told me if you don’t comply and follow my orders to kill you... so what’s it going to be sergeant?” Jackie couldn’t believe what was happening as she looks at Vector and Victor. They look back at her, telling her with their eyes to do something as she just balls her fists up, tears streaming as she heads over to the rookie who shot the elevator to disable it as he throws the C4 into the room and takes Jackie away. He then blocks the door so Victor and Vector wouldn’t be able to get out. “I’m sorry Jackie... but I had my orders.”

She wanted to kill the rookie so badly but held the locket close to her heart, brushing past him as they both head upstairs to deal with Damien. Who just sat there in his office waiting for them to break down the door.

Victor and struggled to break down the door but gave up as they sat down, watching as the timer was at the halfway point. “So... this is it, huh Victor?”

“Yea... this is it. After all we’ve been through.” Victor smiles softly at his brother and playfully punches his shoulder. “But I’m glad it’s with you though...” The timer was on fifteen seconds as both of them have their last smoke.

“Same... but hey, at least you’re not dying a virgin huh.” Both of them laugh at the joke as they give each other one last fist pump as the timer goes off, the whole basement caught ablaze as the explosion shook the whole building as it destroyed everything, leaving nothing behind.

Damien felt the building shook as he sighed, rubbing his temples as the SWAT team came busting down the door, some even coming through the window as he sat at his desk, not fazed at all as the commanding officer walks in with Jackie and the rookie in tow. “Damien Blade...”

“Yes... that is me.” He looks up at the officer as he pulls out handcuffs.

“Damien Blade, you are under arrest for forming your own private military, accounts of murder to the highest degree, and embezzlement. Anything you say or do will be held against you.” He gives the handcuffs to Jackie who looks at Damien.

“Please stand up sir.” Damien listens and stood up, holding out his arms as she puts the handcuffs around his wrists as she looks up at him. “I’m sorry about Victor and Vector... truly I am.” She whispers so nobody else could hear as he nods, understanding everything as they leave. One officer pushes Damien as he glares at him, sending shivers down their spine.

“I can walk myself thank you...” They nod, absolutely terrified by Damien’s deep, but commanding voice as they all head out the building, paparazzi swarming around the SWAT team and Damien, taking pictures and trying to ask questions as the SWAT pushed their way through the crowd and puts Damien into the car, sending it off.

Damien sat in the car and sighed, looking out the window. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he saw their pizza joint they always went to, “Hey... could I ask you two a favor?” They look at him wondering what he wanted. “Could you guys go buy me a meat lover's pizza and you guys get something for yourselves please? That’s all I’m asking.” They look at each other and nod as Damien gives them the money as they buy him what he wants as he sat in the car.

A half an hour goes by as the officers come back, surprised to see Damien still there as the give him his pizza and got back in the car to eat their buffalo wings and cheese steaks. Damien looked at the pizza as he balled his fists up, smiling slightly as he thinks about his wife, “Looks like I failed Rayna...”

Victor grunts in pain as he wakes up from his trance and looks around, seeing nothing but many different colors all around him as Vector was nowhere to be seen. He wonders if this was the afterlife, and he was just being sent to hell as he sees the opening getting closer and closer as he breaks through, seeing a lush green forest below him as he looks around to see clouds around him and birds flying past him. “Oh, shit!”

He tries to keep himself calm as he sees a huge lake just a bit away from him as he tries to control his body to land in that as he grunts, not knowing how he got up so high as he gets on point and dives right in. Going into the water as he held his breath and started to swim up, breaking the surface of the water as he coughs slightly and swims out onto land. He checked over himself and notices his wounds have healed as he looks at himself in the water's reflection and sees that he now has a scar over his right eye as he checks it out. “Hmm, not bad... not bad at all.”

He checks to see what he still has as he had his Samsung, a Bowie knife, four throwing knives, and his custom-made desert eagle as he puts back everything where it’s supposed to be as he checks his phone to see that he has service but no connection to anything as he looks around again. “Where the hell am I?” He sees a trail leading to a big red barn as he washes his face and makes his trek over there. He kept thinking about what happened and that he should be dead but he’s alive somehow as he looks up and notices a ton of apple trees around him.

“Must be an apple farmer...” He was kind of hungry as he picks one and eats it. “Just as sweet and crunchy as Sam’s Club.” He throws the apple next to the tree and continues his journey to the red barn as he sees a house right beside it as he instead heads over to the house and knocks on the door.

“Just a sec!” He heard an old lady shouted as he waits by the door as he heard the door open as he was about to say something but was completely shocked as an anthropomorphic horse opened the door. “Um... hi. I’m Vic.. I mean Zero. Zero Blade and I was wondering if you could tell me where I am.”

The old horse lady looks at him like he was crazy but thinks he just hit his head too hard, “Well hello Zero, I’m Granny Smith and right now you’re in Sweet Apple Acres... down the trail over on that side is PonyVille.”

Zero let out a soft chuckle at the stupid name as he says his thank you and heads off towards the town, passing by a sign. “Welcome to PonyVille... Home of the Elements of Harmony... Population 780.” He tried to hold in his laughter as he continues his way to the town. “What a weird name for a town, but can’t be picky.”

He finally makes it as his eyes widen by how many horse people there were as they were all colorful and had these cute tattoos on their shoulders or thighs as he makes his way through the town, feeling their eyes watching them and could hear them whispering and mumbling to each other as he felt someone bump into him as he looks down and sees a purple lizard. “Hello there.”

The purple lizard looked up at him as he was carrying a box of cupcakes, “Oh hello sir, I’m Spike”

Zero didn’t know what to think, but gives the kid a friendly smile, “Hello Spike... I’m Zero.”

Author's Note

This story literally put me through hell. From me being a bit lazy, to school, to an idiotic older brother, and my own personal life. Now, I'm still new to this whole writing fanfiction but I really pushed myself to make this story the best I can do. This is my first HIE story so give me some pointers and such to help me improve the story more and more. Now without further ado, I do hope you enjoy. Comment down below and follow me if you wish to see updates to this story. Enjoy the story.