Twilight's First Foals -- Episode III -- The Three-Sixty-Fifth Parallel

“Widowa, you got a visual on the target?” Temporal asked as he held a hoof to his communicator.

“Affirmative, target is on the third floor, room 365,” he replied as he looked at a Gray briefcase through the scope on his rifle. “Sixty-Seven, what course of action should I take?”

“Keep your sights on it and don’t let the enemy notice you,” she said before she jumped from a nearby roof and landed on the target building. “Grim, cover me.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” she said as she made a White mist appear around her and she hovered over to the target building from the same building as Widower. “I’m almost there.”

“Grim, behind ya!” Temporal called as he saw a Gray figure pass behind her.

She turned around after landing on the building and saw nothing. “Switching to thermal,” she said as she tapped the mask she wore with her hoof. She looked all around her but saw no trace of anypony having been near her.“I’ve got nothing,” she said.

“Could'a swore I saw somethin',” he said in confusion.

“Keep your chatter to a minimum, we don’t want to give away our positions,” Bloodrush said as she picked the lock on the rooftop entrance. “We’re in,” she said before entering the building. “Grim, follow.”

“Affirmative,” she replied as she backed into the building.

“Scouter, get inside and check for hostiles,” Bloodrush said. “Oh, and set your trackers, I’d hate to lose a good soldier like you.”

“Nah, takes too long,” he replied as he teleported through a window on the third floor.

“Scouter, set your damn trackers,” she repeated in anger.

“I’ve got the case,” he said as he tapped his gauntlet. “Tracka’s set,” he said before preparing to teleport.

“Hold it, Scouter, I’ve got something on infrared,” Widower said as he saw a weirdly shaped object behind Temporal’s tracking emitter.

Temporal turned around to see an odd Draconic Alicorn-like creature. Its forelegs were severed from its primary body without any signs of dismemberment or surgery and there was nothing past the middle of its barrel. Its mane was White and Cobalt while its coat was Dark Gray. It wore a solid Gold collar and a solid Gold collar with a crescent moon shaped Cobalt gem attached to it. There was a ring around its barrel where its body stopped, and there was a ring on each of its horns. The forelegs were nothing more than the middle of the forearm to the claw. Each forearm was cone shaped and had a rounded Cobalt tip.

“What the heck?” he asked as he looked at the creature.

The creature took one of the rings off its horns and tossed it in front of it. The ring grew to a size big enough for the briefcase Temporal had to go through.

“I’ll take that,” it said in a female voice as it grabbed the briefcase through the ring with its right claw. “Hehe, catch me if you can!” she said as she put her ring back on and quickly hovered away.

“Why you little-”

“Scouter, what the Viridia?” Widower asked.

“Sorry, I’ll get the case back,” he replied.

“Negative,” Bloodrush said as she made her way down a stairwell with Grim following close behind. “I’ll get it. I don’t want it lost again.”

“But, Ma’am-”

“Don’t ‘But, Ma’am,’ me, Scouter,” she said as she rushed past the room he was in.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he said before teleporting to Widower. “Are ya still trackin’ ‘er?” he asked.

“Yeah, she’s on the fifth floor now, why?” he stated.

“You’ll see,” he said before teleporting to the rooftop of the target building.

“Scouter, get back here!” Widower called.

“Negative. I’m gonna get dat case back,” he said before entering the building through the rooftop entrance and quickly making his way to the fifth floor.

“Sixty-Seven, Scouter has disobeyed orders and has gone to get the case,” Widower said.

“Damn it, Scouter!” Bloodrush yelled over her communicator.

“What’cha lookin’ at?” the creature said spooking Widower.

He turned to his right to see her less than two decimeters away from him. “What the Viridia?” he said before firing a few shots in her direction.

Every shot missed because she used her rings to make Space-Time Rifts so that the bullets would miss her.

“You’re mean!” she said before going through the ring herself and making it vanish after she had gone completely through.

“Widower, I heard you fire a few rounds, are you alright?” Bloodrush asked.

“Yeah, but she was just here,” he said. “She spooked me. I fired a few rounds. She disappeared. End of scenario,” he finished.

“Do you have the case?” she asked.

“Negative,” he replied.

“Everypony, find her!” she said in anger.

“Yes, Ma’am,” her soldiers replied simultaneously.

Widower kept his position and began sweeping the building with his infrared scanner. Temporal kept teleporting through the building until his energy ran out only to let it recharge and repeat the process. Grim began concentrating on searching the first, second, and third floors. Bloodrush focused on searching the fourth and fifth floors as well as the roof. And Medic kept his position on a rooftop about Twenty-Five meters away from the target building.

“Hello, Sir,” the creature said as she appeared near Medic.

“Vhy, hello zere, stutfohlen,” he said . “Is zhere somezhing I can do for you?”

“Yeah, you seem nice, watch this case while I go stir up trouble,” she said as she set the case down near him.

“Certainly,” he said before dashing at her and knocking her to the ground.

“Owwee!” she said as tears came to her eyes while she tried to lift herself off the ground. “That hurt!”

“Vell I’m still not done vizh you yet,” he said before kicking her over and over.

“Stop! It hurts!” she cried as she tried to roll away.

“I’m not going to let you go just yet, stutfohlen,” he said before kicking her in the back of the neck and knocking her out.

*********

“Ugh,” the creature said as she slowly opened her eyes.

“…ya could’a at least let her up enough to get away!” she heard Temporal exclaim.

“Look, she’s waking up,” she heard Grim say.

Her vision was still blurry and she ached all over. “Wh… Why?” she said weakly as her eyes tried to adjust to the amount of light her surroundings gave off.

“What? What did you say?” she heard Bloodrush ask.

“Why? Why… hurt… me?” she said a little louder than last time before her eyes became used to the light around her.

“Why hurt you?” she asked before the creature nod once. “You heard the question, Medic, why did you hurt her as bad as you did?” she said in anger.

As Bloodrush asked the question, the creature turned her head to face a mirror and saw that her body was covered in bruises.

“I just vanted to see if I could find her-”

“Dat’s enough, Medic!” Temporal said in anger. “It’s bad enough ya hurt ‘er dat much in the first place, but to try to rape ‘er? Dat’s on a whole new level ’a stupid.”

“Vhat? You vould have vanted to do zhe same,” he replied.

“I wouldn’t’a done dat!” he replied in anger. “I would'a just knocked ‘er out and took the case. Nothin' more.”

“Yeah, and my codename is ‘Fancypants’,” Widower said.

“You stay outta dis,” he snapped at him.

“Fillies, fillies, you’re all beautiful, but can we please focus on the task at hoof?” Grim asked as she pointed to the creature.

“My… My Rel… Relic… Bottle,” the creature said as she pointed to the oddly shaped Gray bottle sticking out of Contact’s saddlebags.

“This?” Grim asked as she pulled out the bottle.

“Au, does zhe vittle stutfohlen vant her bottle?” Medic said mocking her.

“Shut up, Brood-Stal,” Grim said before the creature nod to her prior question.

“Open… it,” she said before Grim removed the decorative glass cork from the top of the bottle.

A Gray mist began to flow from the bottle and fill the room. Nopony could see what was going on, but they could hear claw-steps being made.

“Close it,” they heard Contact’s female voice say.

Grim closed the bottle and when the mist dissipated, The creature was gone, Contact was near their saddlebags, they had their flask in their claws, their body showed no signs of physical injury, and they were in their female form.

“You better pray to low Goddess that I don’t kill you for what you did to me, Medic,” they said before closing the flask, putting it back in their saddlebags, and putting their saddlebags on their back.

“You shouldn’t have just given me zhe case, stutfohlen,” he said in an ‘I don’t care’ sort of manner.

“I told all of you that taking that form would alter my personality and make me seem even more foal-ish and naive,” they said in their defence.

“That’s enough!” Bloodrush yelled. “Everypony, give me One-Hundred laps around the compound, NOW!”

“Ma’am, yes, Ma’am!” they all said before beginning to depart for the exterior of the building.

“Everypony, except Grim and War-Keeper,” she said stopping everypony in their tracks.

“Why us, Ma’am?” they asked in confusion.

“Yes, vhy zhem? It’s not like zhey deserve a break from training,” Medic said.

“This isn’t part of your training, Medic,” Bloodrush started, “this is punishment for all the screw ups you three made. Scouter for disobeying orders, Widower for missing several tranquilizer shots on a point blank target, and you for beating and attempting to rape War-Keeper.”

“Sexist,” he mumbled as he and the other stallions turned around to leave.

“Did I hear you ask for Two-Hundred?” she threatened.

“No, Ma’am,” he replied before they ran outside.

“Now then,” Bloodrush said as she turned around and began to walk to her room. “Why don’t you two join me for some coffee?” she asked before opening the door to her room.

“Thank you, Ma’am,” they said before following her.

They entered her room and sat down on cushions around a small round table. Contact set their saddlebags beside themself.

“How do you like your coffee, War-Keeper?” she asked while pouring three cups of coffee using her magic.

“I like it Black,” they said.

“Really? No cream? No sugar? No ‘milk’?” Grim asked.

“No, the less altered the better,” they said.

“Alright, Black for War-Keeper and ‘milky’ for Grim,” she said as she set the cups down respectively.

Grim removed her hood and mask to drink her coffee, however, what Contact saw was so disturbing they were surprised that they didn’t lose their lunch. Her hide had been surgically removed and put back on several times leaving a few cracks between the pieces and her skull’s shape matched that of a stallion. Her eyes were Sea Blue; her mane was a Platinum Blonde, and her coat was Pale Light Grayish Gold.

“So War-Keeper, how did you get put on the roster of the worst team the Arcane Faction has?” Grim asked before taking a sip of her coffee. “It’s a little creamier than usual. Have you been holding it in for the past few weeks?” she asked as she looked at Bloodrush.

“Hehe, you got it,” she replied after taking her mask off to reveal a slightly scarred up face and Deep Blue eyes but before taking a sip of her coffee.

“Anyway, back to the initial question,” she said as she faced Contact.

“I was the trophy of the Princes of the Arcane Faction until-”

“Wait, wait, wait,” Bloodrush said stopping Contact’s words. “How could you have been the trophy of the Princes? Your transfer papers and Grim say that you have yet to know a stallion.”

“How can I still be a virgin? I’ve done the Princes several times,” Lulu thought.

“Our memory must be inconsistent with the truth,” Sol responded. “Perhaps absorbing more of the memories Chia gave us will reveal the truth.”

“Agreed, but what do we tell them?” Lulu asked.

“That’s because they have never done me,” they said. “And how would Grim know that I have yet to know a stallion?”

“When you were unconscious I checked you out instead of Medic because Sixty-Seven didn’t trust him alone with you,” Grim stated after taking another sip. “And why wouldn’t they? I know you are just a foal, but by your age, I had already been with several stallions.”

“I don’t know why, ” they said after taking another sip. “All I know is they wouldn’t do me and they used me more as a filly-servant.”

“Well, either way, I’m glad you’re in our unit,” Bloodrush said before taking another sip. “Oh, and you may continue your explanation.”

“As I was saying, I was their trophy until they decided it was best for me to help the entire Faction,” they said. “They let me have my pick of C.O. and I chose this unit.”

“Then that begs the question: Why pick this unit?” Grim asked before finishing her drink.

“I chose this unit because of its poor battle record and the fact that you each have unique abilities,” they said before finishing their drink as well.

“Either of you fillies care for another cup?” Bloodrush asked as she looked at them.

“I’m fine, thank you,” Contact replied.

“I’ll take another,” Grim said before sliding her cup toward her.

“One more for Grim, got it,” she said before getting up to fix another cup for her.

“Oh, War-Keeper, there’s something about me you should know before the next training regimen,” Grim said as she looked directly at them. “I’m a masochist.”

“So… you get ‘in the mood’ from being in pain?” they asked with a confused look about their face even though they already knew what the term meant.

“Precisely,” she replied. “I just wanted you to know so when we go back to training you know not to hurt me.”

“Here we are, one more ‘milky’ coffee for the Shadow Magic user,” Bloodrush said as she set the cup down in front of Grim.

“Thank you,” she said before beginning to sip the warm drink.

“So, War-Keeper, wanna play around a little before the colts come back?” Bloodrush asked as she started to remove her armour.

“I’d rather not,” they said before they stood up. “Besides, I’m not feeling too well,” they said as they started feeling a little light headed.

“Well, maybe you’re just too stressed,” she said as she finished removing her armour and came nearer to them.

“Please, leave me alone,” they said as they moved away from her.

“Brother, I think she put something in that coffee,” Lulu thought.

“I agree, I’m feeling warmer too,” Sol replied.

“We’ve got to get out of here. Tartarus knows what Grim could end up doing to us,” she said before they tossed a ring off their tail, grabbed their saddlebags, and ran through it.

“I didn’t give you permission to leave!” Bloodrush yelled at them before the portal closed.

The portal reopened just so they could spit a sentence at her that would make her furious. “I didn’t ask to,” they yelled back.

“Brother, we’re going to have to pleasure ourself now,” Lulu thought as they set their saddlebags on the floor in front of their bed.

“Let’s try looking at another memory and see if that helps cool us down,” he replied as they pulled the cloth pouch Chia gave them out of their saddlebags.

“Contact, my child,” a female’s voice resounded in their head.

“Yes, Mother?” they asked as they looked upward.

“Contact, now is the time for you to take the Signet Case from the ‘Space-Between-Spaces’,” she said. “It’s now or I will forbid you from entering my kingdom when your work ends.”

“Yes, Mother,” they said before putting down the pouch and using one of their rings to make a rift to the ‘Space-Between-Spaces’.

When they passed through, they reverted to their hermaphrodite body and found themself in a place that was a barren void of nothing but darkness. There were no visible outlines of walls or a floor. It was as if they were walking on nothing but were able to walk nonetheless.

“Funny, we don’t feel hot anymore,” Lulu said as they looked around.

“Probably because coming here returned our body back to its default state,” Sol stated. “The Signet Case should be a kilometer ahead,” he thought as they began lining their rings up in front of them and cast all but one into the darkness.

They then walked through them one by one, picking them back up along the way, until they reached a pedestal with a light shining down on it and, in the center, there was a Scarlet Red ring case that had a Black rose petal magically attached to the lid.

“This is it,” Lulu thought before they grabbed the case. “I hope Mother will be pleased with us.”

“She most likely will,” Sol said. “Now, let’s get out of here before Chia comes to get the case,” he finished before they used one of their rings to escape the barren abyss.

Knock, knock, knock “-War-Keeper, answer me or I’ll override the door lock!” Bloodrush yelled after kicking their bedroom door.

“Yes, Ma’am?” they asked in their female voice

“I’ve been kicking your door and calling you for almost five minutes!” she complained. “It’s almost time to get back to training,” she finished.

“I’ll be out in a few minutes, Ma’am,” they said as they pulled their flask out of their saddlebags.

“Okay, but just so you know, training resumes in five minutes,” she said before they heard her walk away.

“We had better take a sip of our Spirit Dew,” Lulu thought, “Next time that happens she just might use an override code,” she finished as they drank a sip of the liquid from inside their flask and changed form once again to that of Lunair’s body.

“This just isn’t our cycle is it?” Sol asked as they put the flask back into their saddlebags and put them on.

“Judging by all the bad things that have happened this cycle, no, it isn’t,” Lulu responded as they exited their room and began on their way outside to the training grounds.

“Hey, War-Keeper,” Grim said as she stumbled upon them while making her way to the training grounds as well.

“Oh, hey, Grim,” they said as they continued on their way.

“Please, when we’re not in front of a Commanding Officer, call me Paine, it’s part of my real name,” she started. “And I’m sorry that I didn’t warn you about Bloodrush having a tendency to spike drinks she offers to others.”

“That’s okay, Gr- Paine,” they replied, “it probably slipped your mind because you’re used to it.”

“Thanks for your understanding,” she responded.

“You’re welcome,” they smiled.

“Alright, who took my baseball?” Temporal exclaimed as Contact and Paine walked by.

“Is that it over by your wooden bat?” Contact said as they pointed to a baseball laying next to a wooden bat.

The bat was painted Red and had words carved into the handle that read: ‘May the Goddess see you through time like she has me, your loving Mother, Oxton.’

“Oh,” he said awkwardly. “Uh, thanks Contact, I owe ya big time,” he said before tossing the ball up. “Paine, catch,” he said as he hit it with the bat. It flew at her but before it could hit her, she threw a Blue butterfly knife at it, knocked it upwards, and it fell into Contact’s claw. “Hey! Dat was my dad’s!” he said in anger.

“You should have thought about that before you threw away my dad’s spent ammunition casings,” she replied before taking the ball and knife from Contact. After she removed the knife from the ball and held it in front of them. “His bat was given to him by his mother two eras ago,” she said. “My knife was given to me by my father,” she said as they looked closely at the knife. There was writing engraved in the handle that read: ‘May the Goddess give you eternal life like she has me, your loving father, Reyes.’

“I guess Temporal told her who we are,” Lulu thought.

“Most likely,” Sol replied.

After a moment of thought, they opened their mouth to speak. “Neither yours nor Temporal’s parents were from this dimension,” they said.

“No, they weren’t,” Temporal started.

“And our families have had been fighting each other for as long as they’ve had their jobs. It doesn’t workout too well between us when were on a mission because we always compete to see who’s better,” Paine ended.

“Yeah and the fact you claim to be a stallion unda dat cloak only makes it worse,” he stated angrily as he took the baseball from Contact while looking at Paine.

“Yeah, and I know it’s you Sola- Contact,” Grim said before she continued walking.

“What did you mean by ‘Sola’?” they asked as they and Temporal followed behind her.

“Nothing, you probably don’t remember,” she said before they exited the base.

“Let, me guess, Solair married you in the first era?” they asked as they neared Bloodrush.

“I’ll let you remember by yourself,” she replied.

“Ten-hut!” Bloodrush said as she turned around to face her troops. “Okay, during this session Grim will guard the case. You may use any tools at your disposal. We know she can’t die.”

“Permission to speak freely, Ma’am?” Paine asked.

“Permission: Granted,” she replied.

“Be careful what you say, you may regret it,” she said before making a white mist around her and disappearing with the case.

“Now, she has five minutes to hide the case, we have five minutes to prepare,” she said before they began preparing.

Widower put shock bullets into his rifle. Temporal put his Light-Bat on his back to charge. Medic loaded a Needle-Launcher. Bloodrush loaded her Rocket-Pistol. And lastly, Contact pulled their Contactium Bangle out of their saddlebags and put it on.

“Everypony ready?” Bloodrush asked after her troops returned to standing at attention.

“Ma’am, Yes, Ma’am,” they replied simultaneously.

“Then we have two minutes until training starts, make the most of it,” she finished.

Temporal then turned to Contact and began speaking. “Contact, is that one of your attack enhancers you’re wearing?” he asked.

“Yeah, you know what it is, but do you know what it does?” they responded.

“It let’s you do a one-time attack dat paralyzes your enemies and hurts ‘em real bad if it don’t kill ‘em,” he replied stating the truth.

“Very good, maybe Lunair did marry you,” they said.

“Alright everypony, time to begin training,” Bloodrush called out before they began to go toward the ruined city they used as training grounds. “Widower, find a good place to camp,” she said as she looked at him.

“Consider it done,” he replied before teleporting away.

“Scouter, get out there and do your job,” she said as she pointed behind her and looked at him.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he replied before doing practically the same as Widower.

“Medic, Contact,” she started, “you two go to separate sides of the city, I want you two as far away from each other as I can get you.”

“Vhy?” Medic asked.

“You know why, Brood-Stal,” Contact said as they looked at him.

“Be quiet, stutfohlen, or I’ll give you a surgery you don’t want,” he said angrily.

“Just do as you’re told,” Bloodrush said before they went their separate ways.

“I’m so glad she didn’t make us work with him,” Lulu thought as they tossed a ring up in front of them.

“Knowing what Medic tried earlier, I don’t think he’s gonna give up that easily,” Sol replied before they went through it.

“Agreed,” Lulu responded as they landed on top of a building that was covered in vines.

*********

“Scouter, have you spotted the case yet?” Widower asked over his communicator.

“Negative, and I’ve searched the entire city,” he replied.

“What do you mean searched the you’ve searched entire city?” Bloodrush asked.

“Just what I said, ‘I’ve searched the entire city’,” he responded.

“Damn it, Grim, you know not to leave the training grounds!” she said angrily.

Suddenly, Contact received a vision. It was of a room under the fallen city full of congealed blood and bodies of dead ponies. In it, Grim was performing surgery on what appeared to be a mare. The mare was in great pain as she was not receiving an anesthetic. After seeing that, the vision ended.

“Ma’am, I may know where she is,” Contact said.

“Where?” she asked eagerly.

“Under the city, in a place only she and I can get to,” they replied.

“You have permission to search there,” she replied.

“I need everypony to leave the training grounds just in case she’s there,” they stated.

“Why?” she asked.

“You absolutely don’t want to find out,” they responded.

“I order you to tell me,” she stated angrily.

“If you don’t leave the training grounds your entire group may die with the exception of Grim, Scouter, and myself,” they replied.

“… … Fine, everypony fall back,” she called.

“Yes, Ma’am,” the others replied simultaneously.

*********

“Okay, we’re back at base, we should be far enough away,” Bloodrush said.

“Good,” Contact replied. They then opened their saddlebags, put away their Contactium Bangle, pulled out their Grey Orb, and put it around their neck. “Perhaps we should find and absorb the memory containing her and see what she is capable of,” Lunair thought before they pulled out a the pouch of memories, pulling the black orb out of it, and absorbed it.

Doing so gave Solair a somewhat painful memory:

“Solair,” Paine began as she dodged a bullet by less than a centimeter, “if we fall in this fight, I wish you to know, I love you,” she finished as she fired a few rounds in the direction of a Maroon skinned woman, shooting her in the throat.

“Paine,” Solair started as he fired a round at a Emerald Green skinned male cyborg shooting him in the head, “I swear, if we make it out of this alive,” he continued as he threw a throwing knife to eliminate a Topaz skinned woman, “I’ll marry you,” he finished as he fired his last bullet and shot a Light Gray skinned man shooting him in the heart.

“That seems to have been the last of them,” Paine said before she heard Solair fall to the ground. “Solair!” She exclaimed as she turned around to see that he had been shot in the chest and began coughing up blood. “Temporal, I ne…,” was the last thing Solair heard her say.

*********

“… … …I am in your debt,” Solair heard Paine say as he slowly awoke.

“Look, he’s waking,” he heard Temporal say as his vision began to clear.

He then tried to speak but he couldn’t make a sound. After he noticed words we not being said he resorted to telepathy: “What happened?” he asked as he looked at Paine, vision still slightly blurred.

“You were shot in the chest by a sniper,” she started, “the bullet clipped through your right bronchus. Johan has been able to keep you alive so far but your life force is dwindling. Right now you’re hanging on by a thin rope.”

“Get, Colonel Bloodrush,” he started as he looked at Temporal, “I have a promise to keep,” he finished as his ekg started beeping rapidly.

“Yes, Sir,” he replied before hurrying out of the room.

“Solair, you’re hanging on by a thread, I don’t think we’ll make it,” Paine said as she came near to him.

“If mother knows what’s good for her, she won’t take me yet,” he stated as the beeping calmed down.

“Solair, if I could reanimate your body after you die, would you still be in it?” she asked.

“No,” he started, “my body would be mindless and just lay down doing nothing. Its cells wouldn’t be able to perform cellular mitosis to restore necrotic tissue. In fact the entire body would be comprised of necrotic tissue.

“In summary, it would be useless to try and resurrect me. After all, I’m not my mother,” he concluded.

“Understood,” she replied.

“What is it?” Bloodrush asked as she entered the room.

“Marry me and Paine,” Solair said as he slowly turned his head to face her.

“You’ve only known each other for a hypercycle,” she replied.

“Please, Ma’am, respect a dying soldier’s final wish,” he responded.

She thought it over for a few seconds before replying. “Alright, I’ll contact command and-”

“You’ve no need to,” he began, “In my case, Command will understand.”

“Are you-”

“Don’t question me,” he said sharply.

“Understood,” she replied a moment later. “Do you, Captain Pleasureful Paine, take Major Solair Solstice to be your wedded husband?” she asked as she faced Paine.

“Affirmative,” she replied before looking back at Solair.

“And do you, Major Solair Solstice, take Captain Pleasureful Paine to be your wife?” she asked as she turned to face Solair.

“Affirmative,” he replied as he slowly turned his head to face Paine again.

“Then by the power given to me by the Arcane Faction Military High Command, given to them by the Goddess, I now pronounce you ‘Man And Wife’,” she finished.

It was about five minutes after the fact that Solair died.

“What happened, brother?” Lulu thought as they put the pouch away in their saddlebags.

“I… I died,” Sol replied in a state of partial shock.

“Did she kill you?” she responded.

“No, I was shot in the right Bronchus by a sniper,” he stated as they put their saddlebags on. “I woke up in the VA Hospital in Canterlot.

“What did she say when you awoke?”

“She said something about owing Temporal then she asked me a weird question.”

“A weird question about what?”

“Reanimating my body,” he said before Lulu received a sickening memory:

“That was a somewhat invigorating fight,” Paine said as she and Lulu entered the women’s locker room.

“Yes, and I can’t wait to get this blood off of my hide and wings,” she responded.

“Wait a second, you haven’t yet seen me undressed have you?” she asked.

“No, I haven’t” she started. “Why? Is there something I should know?”

“You’ll see sooner or later,” she replied as she took off her mask to reveal a dark grin.

“Well I’m going to go get a shower, and please, don’t bother me,” Lulu said before she did as mentioned.

*********

“… Factory, where failures pay their toll. Not another person, I’m taking back control,” Lulu sang as she showered.

“You have a beautiful voice, Major,” she heard Paine say behind her. However, before she could turn around, she felt Paine’s knife against her throat and her hand over her mouth.

“Don’t move if you value your life,” she continued as she took her hand off Lulu’s mouth and placed it just below her breast. “My, my, what a large set of melons you have,” she continued as she cupped one of them.

“As your command-”

“I dare you to finish that sentence,” she stated as she pressed the knife harder against her throat.

“Tem-”

“Don’t even think about calling your husband,” she said as she pressed the knife even harder against her.

Lulu’s eyes then flashed a Pure White light that caught Paine’s attention.

“That’s it, down you go,” Paine said before hitting Lulu in the back of the head, knocking her to the shower floor.

“What is it that you-” Gasp “-Why the Viridia do you have a dick?”

“Like how it looks?” she asked as she rubbed it a little. “I took it from Sol’s body after he died in the first era. He said I wouldn’t be able to revive him. Well, I sort of proved him wrong.”

“You sick Bitch,” she responded as she tried to make Paine fall to the floor by kicking her leg, failing the attempt.

“I’m not moving until you satisfy me,” she responded as she pressed herself against Lulu’s face.

“Get that thing away from me!” Lulu exclaimed as she tried to back away only to be stopped by a wall half a meter behind her.

“I told you, satisfy me and I’ll leave you alone… for awhile,” she responded as she moved nearer to Lulu.

“TEMPORAL!” she yelled as loud as she could before being slapped across the face.

“Silence, you have naught but your brother to blame for not returning to me like he promised in the First Era,” she said before grabbing Lulu by the ear and pulling her closer.

“Get’cha hands offa my wife, Bitch,” Temporal said as he hit Paine in the back of the neck with his Light-Bat.

“She… she’s insane,” Lulu thought.

“Why do you say that?” Sol asked.

“After you died in the First Era, she removed your, umm… the part of a pony’s body that makes them a male… and, umm, surgically attached it to herself,” she said, stumbling in her thoughts every now and again.

“So she tried what I told her not to do,” he replied with a mental sigh.

“Apparently,” she replied.

“Then let’s get this over with,” Sol thought as they cast one of their rings in front of them and passed through it.