The elevator down the hall dings, and the group waits patiently for it to open. When the shiny doors slide open Octavia's eyes expand fully and fear drains her colors. Elusive shares a very similar reaction with the added display of him aiming his pistol at the elevator, for standing inside is a man and woman. The man is encased in a glowing black crystal shell and is holding a bloody corpse with his sharp claws, and the woman is tightening a muffler on a very large pistol with a glowing gem in the barrel.

“Oh, hello, Elusive,” says Chrysalis, flashing a wicked smile. “Abbadon sends his regards.”

In a blink of an eye Chrysalis's weapon flashes and Elusive is blasted off of his feet with his Aura shattering and a sharp beam ripping through his chest.

Octavia screams and Pinkie Pie's eyes widen with the sight of Elusive laying on the ground in a growing pool of blood. Just like when she found Trixie with the Twins. She turns her focus to Chrysalis, her eyes narrowing and her jaw and fists clenching. Her heart beats slow and hard as the space around her tightens and warps.

“Sombra, be a dear and take care of the Kings,” says Chrysalis. “I'll deal with-”

There is a flash of blue and a streak that impacts Chrysalis. The assassin flies off of her feet, hits Sombra, who crashes into the elevator. There is a deafening bang, followed by metal snapping, and the elevator drops from sight, dragging with it severed cables and some broken gears. Moments later there is a thud and a cloud of dust rolls up and out of the shaft, curling around Pinkie Pie's flat haired, panting form.

Sparks of blue slither in and around Pinkie Pie's fist, and the floor, walls and ceiling are warped with shattered wood and glass, bent metal and sparking wires. She takes a deep breath and with a shaky hand she wipes some of her hair out of her face and turns to the group, being met with shock and terror. Octavia is holding Elusive on her lap, her wet, bloodshot staring at Pinkie Pie with her body being covered in the unending flow of blood. Rainbow Dash and Trixie are both frozen in a charging stance, but Trixie is farther back and partially using Dash as a meat shield, and both girls have nigh identical expressions of shock.

“What... The Hell?” says Rainbow Dash.

“I wasn't going to let them hurt any of you,” says Pinkie Pie, flexing her now sore hand.

“Yeah, but you used a whole helluva lot of your Aura powers with the blocker on! If that even is Aura. What did you do?”

“I don't know. I think I bend reality or something. I've done it before.”

“Look, I'm wierded out by it, too, especially since this is a lot stronger than last time," says Trixie, "but we really need to get out of here. Like right now. We can talk about Pinkie Pie being a freak later.”

Pinkie Pie nods, and looks at Octavia, who is hunching over Elusive and crying quietly, stroking her pale face with a bloody hand.

Rainbow Dash kneels next to her and puts her hand on her shoulder. “Come on. Let's get out of here.”

A sickly feeling suddenly stabs Pinkie Pie through the gut, and she looks at the elevator door, gulping and shivering as something makes a ruckus in the shaft.

Ca-Lunk! Ca-Lank!

Ca-Lunk! Ca-Lank!

Ca-Lunk! Ca-Lank!

The noise brings the rest of the group to stare at the open shaft, and in seconds black, crystal claws snap over the edge and easily dig into the floor. This is followed by Sombra pulling himself into view with Chrysalis riding on his back. When he is at a good level she climbs off of him and brushes herself off while Sombra rises behind her, both crackling with Aura, but unlike her, Sombra's Aura also leads to his shell regrowing. After Sombra is fully encased in the black crystal, Chrysalis smirks at the girls and cracks her knuckles.

“Things are now getting interesting,” says Chrysalis. She eyeballs Pinkie Pie. “I was getting bored with my job, but now I have you to deal with. Do you want to make the first move?”

Pinkie Pie steps forward, clenching her fists and trying to remember how she managed to warp the world around. She unfortunately draws a blank, so all she gets is a normal fist. But before there can be any pain a firm hand goes on her shoulder, and she glances behind her to see Octavia glaring at Chrysalis, her purple eyes bright like hellfire.

“She's mine,” says Octavia.

“You are not taking her alone,” says Pinkie Pie.

“She won't,” says Rainbow Dash. She stands next to Octavia. “She's got me.”

“Wow. Corny,” teases Chrysalis.

“Hey, shut up!”

Sombra takes a heavy step forward, but is stopped when Chrysalis grabs his arm.

“Relax,” says Chrysalis. “I'll let them challenge me. You can capture the Warper. I think you'll do fine.”

Pinkie Pie holds up her hands . “Wait a minute. Can't we-”

And that is all she is able to say before she becomes weightless with a very, very hard punch to the gut expelling all the air from her. Tinted shards of glass fly around her, and the world swirls into a blur, stabilizing when she going face to face with a poker table. The resulting belly flop is, to put plainly, painful. And it leaves her motionless and crackling on top of a pile of shattered wood. People scream and scatter, and men in suits rush forward, only to skid to a stop when Sombra leaps from the hole in the upper level and lands not too far from Pinkie Pie.

The floor snaps around his feet, and the guards yank out their pistols and immediately start shooting. The bullet bounce off uselessly against his shell, but he still growls and charges them.

Pinkie Pie groans and pushes herself up, her Aura crackling and her bones and various cuts and bruises restitching and fading. Her vision is hazy and her head is wobbly, but she is still able to see Sombra slaughtering the guards with ease. Each swipe from his claws sends them flying or crumbling with streaks of red trailing them.

Pinkie Pie grinds her teeth and uses a thick table leg to push herself up, and despite the pain throbbing in her chest and ribs, she still marches towards Sombra and with a mighty yell she swings the leg against his back. The wood shatters and Sombra stops strangling the last guard and looks at her. They stare at each other for only a second before Pinkie Pie realizes that she made a horrible error. And that horrible error sentiment is enforced when she finds herself yet again flying. Only this time it is into a slot machine that rocks and goes into a never ending spin with cheerful jingles playing through its speakers.

Sombra discards the last -now dead- guard and walks towards Pinkie Pie. She winces and uses the machine lever to pull herself up on wobbly legs. Her beating heart thumps in her ears, her back aches and the cloudy tears sting her eyes, but she still meets his advancement with a defiant glare. When Sombra is but a few paces from her, she clenches her fist, trying yet again to get the spark to return.

There is more luck, this time around. She can actually feel power coursing through her and the discomfort mimicking earlier uses returns. However, before she gets a chance to try it again, a familiar person calls out to them.

“Hey, shell fish!” yells Trixie.

Sombra looks towards the source and finds Trixie standing in a doorway, panting, sweating and clothes ruined from a good brawl. Above her is a broken emergency light, and in her hand is a gem that is covering her hand in a weak electric ball.

“You wanna fight a true Huntress?” says Trixie.

Sombra looks at Trixie.

Then at Pinkie Pie.

Then at Trixie,

Then he waves her off with a dismissive snort and lunges at Pinkie Pie.

She rolls out of the way, and his claws pierce the machine with ease. Sparks fly, the music dies down, and when he yanks his claw out coins spill out like the guts of a squished animal. With Sombra's blunder, Pinkie Pie roars and punches him in the gut. There is a shock that shatters the floorboards and Sombra skids back, clutching his gut. Then Trixie charges him, leaps, and brings her fist down on his head, leading to an electric pop that slams him into the wrecked floor.

He falls flat on his face, wood and torn carpet poking up around him and shards of crystal breaking off. The two girls step back, panting and pounding fists.

“One down,” says Pinkie Pie.

“One to go,” finishes Trixie.

The door Trixie came from suddenly bangs open, and Chrysalis stumbles out, holding her bleeding arm. She staggers forward, trips over her foot and rolls down the steps, coming to a stop at the base, hissing painfully. Seconds later, Octavia materializes out of the dark doorway, her eyes still burning, and in her bleeding hand a broken piece of glass that drips blood. Rainbow Dash runs up behind Octavia, looking worse for wear with her crackling Aura, bloody face and torn clothing.

“Okay, Octavia, she learned her lesson. You can chill! Let the cops handle her!” says Rainbow Dash.

Octavia keeps walking, her steps slow and heavy, and Chrysalis pulls herself up, using the railing for support and looks at the mafiosa, snickering insanely.

“I am very much out of practice. Too many easy targets ruined my game,” says Chrysalis. “But don't you worry, little demon child, next time we meet I will give you the fight that you crave!” She looks at Sombra. “You can stop playing dead.”

Sombra calmly stands up with his face no longer covered in shell, and cracks his neck, bringing Pinkie Pie and Trixie to scream and jump back.

“How in the world is he not dead!? Or crippled!? Or- Or- What the heck!?” says Trixie.

Sombra holds out his hands, nods at Pinkie Pie, and then he claps his hands together and slams them on the ground, creating a blinding light that ejects from beneath him and races around him in spokes and loops. Seconds later, black crystals explode from beneath the floor, blanketing everyone with rubble and thick dust.

The girls cough and hack and wave away the dust as they aimlessly move through the cloud, holding out their hands to feel where they are going. There is mostly rough crystals and broken gambling equipment, though.

“Is everyone okay?” shouts Pinkie Pie.

“I'm fine,” says Rainbow Dash.

“I'm not,” says Octavia.

“Trixie is so taking a bath when she gets back,” says Trixie.

“Not before you explain a few things,” says another girl.

“Wow, which one of you said that? That was a really good Celestia impression!” says Pinkie Pie.

“I did,” says Celestia.

Pinkie Pie freezes, and in a blink a blast of light pushes away all the dust, leaving the girls temporarily blinded. But when they do regain their sight, Pinkie Pie turns around and sees Celestia glaring down at her, arms folded across her chest and literal balls of fire pulsing in her eyes. At this point there are two options left:

First: Run.

Second: Smile.

Pinkie Pie chooses to smile. Innocently. Like the good girl she is.

“I know this looks bad, but this is not what it looks like,” says Pinkie Pie.

Author's Note

How long has it been? I don't know. This was just one of those things where I got the burst and typed it all up in 55 minutes. Oddly enough, the inspiration for this chapter came up when I heard this song:

Honestly, I think this song is a good fit for Sombra, which I really would like to get more into his origins and whatnot. Unless you guys don't want it. Then I won't do it.
On another point regarding this story, I would like to finish it, too. One of the problems is that it has really gone off the rail from its source, so I can't do what I did with the first one. I don't even know where I am with this one. Half way? Don't know. I long lost the notes for it. Even then I really didn't follow the notes, because screw notes. Notes are gay.
Lastly, the other characters will return, but on a scale of 1 to 12, I think of this story as possibly 6, with Fellowship at 11 and Contract at 9.
Anyway. Remember that you are loved.