Tartarus Maximum Security Prison

Tartarus County was the smallest county in the state. Within this small county was the most secure prison in the world. For the hundreds of prisoners imprisoned inside, this was hell. But to the recently renovated Uniques, this was a distraction.

Crackdown, Nitro Blast, and Razor stared at the big tv screen hanging on the cafeteria wall. Crackdown gulped his food down and stared at the tv. Nitro hadnt touched his food yet, too busy watching the tv to eat. Razor had stabbed his steak with his hook hand and ate in silence. Nitro glared at what was going on in the news.

“The crystal dinosaur that had recently made its home in Canterlots waters has proven difficult for local fishermen to adjust to.” The newscaster said. The camera cut to footage of the crystal giant with his head and chest poking out of the water. The creature sunk its teeth into a fishing trawlers net filled with tuna and lifted the boat up out the water.

“Fishermen aboard the trawler had jumped off the boat and were saved by Agency boats who surrounded the creature soon after, forming a blockade. FBI Director Mesa Canyon, was there on the boat along with a younger agent who’s face was censored after the agency gave back our tape. ” He said. The cameraman zoomed into the boat and saw the two standing on the front deck, shouting into megaphones.

”Put the boat down!” Canyon shouted into the megaphone. The creature bit into the net and snapped the wire causing the tuna to fall into his mouth. He swallowed the fish as they came sliding in. He shook the net in attempt to get more tuna, causing the boat to bounce along his crystal hide. The fishermen stared at their boat with shock as it bent and cracked from the creatures shaking.

“Chirp!” Sunny Flare screamed in the megaphone. The cameraman zoomed into her face and zoomed out when he saw the creature react. Chirp stopped eating and held on to the trawlers net in his mouth. Chirps eyes flashed different colors before leaning closer towards the boat.

B-B-B-ROOONK

He honked like a cruise ship. The cameraman flinched at the loud moan from the giant and quickly focused back on the creature. Chirp swam closer to the boat, causing the other boats to raise their guns.

“Put the boat down!” Canyon shouted. The creature stared at Canyon and groaned.

KOOOOOOALL

“Chirp! Put the boat down.” She ordered, glaring at the giant crystal.

CREE?

He chirped curiously, lifting his claw. He pointed at the boat sliding off his chest and looked at Sunny with questioning crystal eyes. It’s normal red color changing to green.

“Yes!” Sunny nodded.

GRRR

He honked in annoyance. He flicked his claw and expanded it, reflecting off the bright sun. Chirp cut the net and immediately felt the boat fall down his body. The boat slid down the crystal dinosaurs body and dropped into the water. The agents ducked for cover in their boats and tried to avoid the splash of water but failed.

The cameraman ducked under cover as well, luckily keeping his camera safe. He recovered and focused back onto the scene, catching Chirp swallowing the tuna and the net whole. Sunny and Canyon stood on their boats with annoyed faces, dripping wet.

The camera cut to the damaged interior of the city and the park. The camera focused on the damage left behind from the fallen skyscraper. Men were working hard removing damaged concrete and steel. The heavy machinery cut into the metal and filled dumptrucks with the damaged material.

“The city is still recovering from the damage the crystal dinosaur and the giant bird caused. City workers and volunteers are working tirelessly to fix and repair the damage to roads, buildings, and the park. Corporations such as Havok industries and Tesla are already paying for the damages caused to their buildings. It is estimated that the cost to fix the damage is in the millions.”

The camera cut to the news room with everyone’s favorite newscaster staring at the screen with his trademark pissed off face.

“First they recruit an alien, now they recruit Godzilla. What. The. Hell! Is wrong with this Agency?” Lax Reporter said.

The camera cut again to Director Canyon, along with Madame Glimmer, standing on a podium in town hall, answering the reporters questions.

“Why has there been no efforts to capture or kill the creature?”

“The creature has been tamed by a member of our Agency and was given the name Chirp based on its ability to chirp like a bird as a form of communication.” Starlight answered. The camera zoomed into Starlights eyes and caught a look towards Canyon. The camera panned over to Canyon, who started speaking.

“The government has come out and stated that so long as it stays out in the water and away from the city, the military will remain non-hostile. They have also recognized that the creature is the only member of its species on this Earth. Therefore putting it under protection by the Endangered Species Act.” Canyon answered. Starlight glanced at Canyon who nodded at her.

“Madame, where did this creature and the bird it killed on the beach come from?”

“The creature came out of a portal that opened up above one of our agents homes. The agent who found him took care of him. Chirp then grew up exponentially into the creature we see today. The bird is a different story. A portal opened up inside its nest where it’s babies proceeded to enter our universe and attack the inner city. Chirp and our agents killed the birds only for the mother to come out a new portal above the city. Without Chirps help the damage to the city would’ve been far worse.” Starlight answered.

“To the Madame, again, how does your Agency plan on training this creature?” A reporter asked.

“With the help of the military, we plan on using a modified version of basic K-9 unit training.” Starlight answered.

“Where will you be conducting these training procedures?” A reporter asked.

“We will be using one of our aircraft carriers as a start. We also have a private island in the pacific. It’s uninhabited and big enough for the creature. Once we have training started all operations will take place on the island.” Canyon answered.

“Where is the island?”

“The location of the island will remain classified including all the names attached to the operation.” Canyon answered.

“How do we know it’ll listen?”

“Should the creature disobey orders and purposely attack America and it’s citizens, then the military will kill it by any means necessary. That will be all for today. Thank you for being here.” Canyon said, walking off the podium. The camera cut back to Lax at the news room.

“Is this part of some dark plan the Agency has for America? Is the FBI Director colluding with the Agency? Find out more at 6.” Lax said. Everyone in the cafeteria stopped listening to the news after he showed up and continued eating. Nitro rolled his eyes and looked at his partners.

“Why does it feel like the world gets crazier the longer we stay here?” Nitro asked.

“This so-called “magic” has been nothing but trouble. No offense to you, two, but I hate Uniques.” Razor said.

“None taken. If I didn’t have these powers I would’ve killed them all anyway.” Nitro said. Unbeknownst to the two of them, Crackdown was staring under the table, holding a flip phone. The screen lit up and vibrated, informing him of a new message. He opened up the phone and read the text.

“It’s time. Cause a distraction. I’ll be there soon with some help.”

Crackdown looked at the screen and glanced up at the security guards armed in Kevlar, holding on to their assault rifles. He made eye contact with one of them and stared at each other for a moment. The guard crossed his eyes and looked at Crackdowns arms. He crouched down and looked under the table. He looked under the table and widened his eyes when he saw the phones glow.

“Phone!” He shouted, raising his gun at Crackdown. Nitro Blast and Razor looked at Crackdown with confusion. Crackdown glanced at them and nodded.

“It’s time.” He said.

Outside the prison, a white van pulled into the checkpoint. A guard at the checkpoint walked up to the vans window and knocked. The window rolled down, revealing a green woman with a serious face. She gripped on to the wheel and stared at the guard.

“Food delivery.”

“Food truck delivered this morning. Can I see some ID?” The guard asked. She raised her eye and looked at the empty passenger seat. She opened her purse and pulled out a drivers license. She looked at the guard and stuck her arm out the window.

“Here ya go.” She said, holding the license in her hand. The guard looked at the card and reached for it. She smiled at the approaching hand and quickly grabbed his hand with both hands.

“What the hell?!” He exclaimed. She closed her eyes and focused on him. The man felt her cold hands and grew dizzy. The color in his eyes went to a solid black as they held hands. The guard tried to fight whatever was happening but failed.

“You’re mine now.” She said.

“I’m yours now.” The man repeated. She grinned at her success.

“Slap yourself.” She ordered. The guard slapped himself with his left hand. She giggled at the action she made him do. She stopped messing around when she heard a hand pounding on the inside of the van.

“Open the gate and let me in.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He nodded. He walked in the small building and typed on the computer. The gate in front of the van opened up, getting a smile from the woman. The guard walked out the building and gave her a salute.

“Thanks.” She said, revving the engine. She jumped a little when a loud alarm rang across the prison. The loud alarm snapped the guard out of the trance. His eyes turning back to normal. He grabbed his head and looked at the prison.

“Wha- What’s happening? What’s going on?”

He heard a click to his right and saw the woman with a silencer pointed at him. She pulled the trigger and fired at the guard. The guard dropped to the floor and laid there bleeding. She groaned and stepped on the pedal. The van drove inside the alert prison without further trouble. She didn’t notice that she dropped her drivers license on the pavement next to the dead guard.

The alarm went off inside the prison, causing the guards to come out with assault rifles.

“Return to your cells now!” A guard shouted, firing his assault rifle on the ceiling. The bullets hit the ceiling with a loud bang, causing many of the prisoners to flinch. Nitro Blast and Razor got out of there seats and headed towards the crowd of prisoners rushing up the stairs to there prison cells. They turned their heads and saw Crackdown sitting in his seat, surrounded by guards.

“Drop the phone! Now!” The guard shouted. Crackdown glared at the guard through his helmet. His thousand eye stare made the guards skin crawl as they aimed at Crackdown. Crackdowns heightened sense alerted him to the guards slowly approaching him from behind. He quickly stood out of his seat, causing the bench to bend at his strength. He lunged at the approaching guard and grabbed him by the neck.

He grabbed the guard and gripped his rifle. He pointed the rifle at the guards head and stared at the crowd of guards with anger.

“Don’t move!”

“Just shoot him!” The guard shouted in Crackdowns arm. Crackdown looked at the guard then back at the crowd. He saw them start to squeeze the trigger and groaned. He punched a hole in the guards helmet in his grasp and threw him at the guards.

Nitro Blast and Razor watched from the second floor as Crackdown was showered with bullets. One of the bullets pierced a nearby pipe, causing smoke to fill the cafeteria.

The guards fired at Crackdowns allocation through the smoke. They stopped firing when their guns clicked, meaning they had to reload. They looked at their guns and quickly attempted to reload.

“He’s dead, right?” Razor asked. Nitro looked at the cafeteria with a smile.

“No. This is where the fun begins.”

The guards finished reloading and backed away from the smoke. They called out to each other, barking out orders.

“Is he down?” A guard asked.

“Can’t confirm.”

“One of us needs to get closer.”

“I’ll do it.” Another guard said. He looked at the smoke with doubt, the alarm above him going silent. He focused on the smoke and walked closer with hesitation. He raised his rifle and held it firmly in his arms. He approached the smoke and looked around.

“See anything yet?”

“No. Not yet.” He said, calmly. He sighed in his helmet, causing the glass to get foggy. He coughed at the smoke entering his lungs and lost focus, lowering his gun. That was when he heard the sound of metal cracking. He flinched up and raised his gun into the smoke, looking around the dense fog with sweat dripping from his forehead.

He heard a creaking to his left and fired at it. The pipe exploded into a thick wall of steam, causing the guard to cough again. He dropped to his knees and coughed. To his right he heard a creaking and raised his head. He turned and stared at his right to see a large outline looking down at him in the smoke.

“I see him.” He said through the mic

“So do we.” A guard replied, staring at the giant dark outline within the smoke.

“Get out of that smoke now!” A guard ordered. The guard in the smoke heard the order loud and clear. He quickly stood up and ran. Crackdown watched the man run and raised his arm. He roared as his rocky arm extended out of the smoke and gripped onto the man’s armor.

The guard screamed as he was picked up. Crackdown lifted the man in the air and waved his arm around. The guards fired at his arm in an attempt to break him free.

The guards watched as the man was grabbed by the rock and was pulled back in to the smoke. They heard his screams through the mic and with their ears. As soon as they heard his screams end abruptly did they open fire.

Nitro Blast stared down at the cafeteria with an interested grin. Razors eyes widened in shock, gripping on to the balcony rails.

“Take him down, men!” The leader ordered, firing at the giant figure in the smoke. Crackdown felt the bullets pierce his rocky form and rolled his eyes. He stood to his full height and walked out of the smoke. The guards looked at Crackdowns new rock form with fear.

“Holy shit.” Razor whispered.

Crackdown clenched his fists and cracked his knuckles. He grinned at the guards and their feeble attempts to take him down.

“Is that all you got?”

“Code Omega. Activate the turrets.” The leader said. A metallic ringing was heard coming from the ceiling. Crackdown and the prisoners looked up from their cells. A hole in the ceiling opened up, revealing a large automatic machine gun turret staring at Crackdown.

“Fire.” The leader commanded. The turret vibrated and began to spin. Nitro Blast and Razor looked at the turret and quickly jumped into a prison cell.

Crackdown stared at the turret as it unleashed a wave of bullets that pummeled him to the floor. The guards quickly left the area and headed towards the armory.

“That’ll distract him long enough.” The leader said.

Crackdown frowned as his body was dropped to the floor by the force of the bullets. He could feel the bullets shred through his back and slowly shatter into pebbles. His rage has reached his limit. He roared and bared the force, standing up. The turret fired at him with fast speeds. Bullet casings flew everywhere, hitting walls and prison cells. Crackdown grabbed the long metal table and lifted it above his head.

The turret tore through the table in seconds, firing at Crackdowns head. He roared and jumped in the air. He grabbed the third floor rails and slowly climbed the buildings ceiling. He growled furiously as the bullets continued to shred his rocky form.

He grabbed the 4th floor rails and climbed up. He glared at the turret shredding his skin and groaned. He clenched his hands and bent the rails. He roared and jumped off the rails towards the turret. Nitro, Razor, and the other prisoners, watched in awe as Crackdown grabbed onto the turret with both hands. The turret moved down and fired point blank at Crackdowns head.

He winced as the bullets tore a noticeable hole in his head. He ignored the pain and let his rage keep him focused on the turret. He held onto the turret with one arm and clenched his other arm. He tensed up and roared loudly, punching the turret with intense strength. The turret dented at the punch causing it to squeak. The bullets inside the turret kept firing. Crackdown punched it again and bent the front. The bullets inside ignited within causing the turret to explode. The prisoners ducked in cover in their cells, avoiding the blast.

When the explosion subsided, the prisoners exited their cells. They gripped the rails and looked down at the cafeteria floor. Smoke was beginning to clear in the cafeteria, allowing the prisoners to get a clear view of the floor. Their mouths dropped when they saw Crackdown standing to full height, holding the smashed turret in his hand.

He painted as he held the turret in his hand. He looked at the turret and caught his breath. He clenched the turret in his hand and grinned. Crackdown roared victoriously, slamming the broken turret on the floor. He looked up at the prison cell floors and grinned. He stared at the shocked prisoners and started talking.

“There is nothing in this prison that can stop me. This is your chance! Follow me and together we can escape from this hell!” Crackdown roared to thunderous applause.

From the command center, security watched Crackdown and an army of prisoners escape out of the prison cells/Cafeteria.

“Bunch of animals.” The leader exclaimed, watching the inmates punch and attack a prison guard through the security cam.

“Call the Director! Tell him to get here with back up as fast as possible!” He ordered.

“Sir, there’s a breach on the east entrance.” A guard said. The leader walked over to the guard and looked at the cameras.

“They’ve broken out already?” He asked in surprise.

“No. It’s something else...” the guard said squinting at the monitor. The leader looked at the security camera and watched as two guards were knocked to the ground by a shadow on the wall.

The shadow grabbed a guards head and pulled it towards the wall, knocking the guard out. The second guard fired at the shadow on the wall, but to no effect. The shadow shifted towards the floor and became a dark blob on the floor. The shadow charged after the guard and grabbed on to him. The guard fired at the floor beneath him but it had no effect on the blob.

The leader stared at the screen in shock. The guard was lifted in the air and thrown at a wall. The blob moved at fast speeds through the halls.

“What the hell?” He whispered.

“Its coming this way!” The guard exclaimed. The man shook his head and stood straight.

“That things got a whole prison to deal with before he can get to us. I’m putting the whole prison in quarantine.” He said. He walked over to a desk and pulled out a microphone. He clicked the button on the side and spoke.

“This is Montagne speaking. The whole prison is in quarantine. Do not let the prisoners escape. Lethal force is authorized.”

Crackdown, Nitro Blast, and Razor, rushed down the corridors with an army of prisoners behind them. They heard Magnum over the intercom and scoffed. Crackdown turned and entered a hallway with guards holding riot shields. They fired at Crackdown with their assault rifles and held their position. Crackdown glared at them and charged towards the guards. They held their position and continued firing, bracing for impact. Crackdown roared at lifted both arms in the air. He slammed his arms on the guards shield and broke them instantly.

“Fall back! Fall back!” A guard said, running away.

Crackdown smacked a guard into the wall, cracking the metal. The other guards retreated and closed the door on them. The last guard inside the hallway screamed as he was assaulted by the prisoners.

Crackdown walked up to the metal door and stared at the window in the center. He saw the guards running away and closing another door behind them.

“Well now what?” Razor exclaimed.

“I’ll ram it open.” Crackdown said, stepping back.

“No. I got this.” Nitro said, stepping in front of Crackdown.

“What are you gonna do?” Razor asked.

“Just step back and watch.” Nitro said, flexing his arms. He looked at the metal door and focused. He raised his hand and opened his palms. Crackdown and Razor watched as Nitros hand glowed a lime green. They could hear a strange vibration oscillating in his hand. Nitro smiled and dropped his focus, he pushed his hand forward and the metal door glowed lime green.

The prisoners watched the door crack and groan until it exploded. The blast knocked a few pieces towards the prisoners. Crackdown brushed the pieces aside and looked at Nitro wide-eyed.

“How long you been hiding that?” Crackdown asked. Nitro looked st him and cracked his knuckles.

“Since the Incident.” He explained.

“We still got that door to deal with.” Razor said, pointing at the metal door at the end of the hallway.

Crackdown glared at the door ahead and tensed his body. He clenched his fists and feet, preparing to charge. He roared and charged towards the door with all his might. He ran through the hall quickly and reached the door. He stared at the approaching door and braced his body for impact.

He roared as his rock body made contact with the door. The door and the walls surrounding it, clanked and dented. Crackdowns charge at the door proved successful. He turned around and saw he had breached the door and rammed it open.

BEEP BEEP

Crackdown heard the beep and turned around. In front of him was another turret. He saw the chain on the machine gun turn and immediately raised his eyes.

“Get down!” He shouted out into the hallway. The prisoners heard the shout just in time to barely miss the barrage of bullets.

Crackdown stood in front of the door and held his position. Punching his arms into the ground. He gritted his teeth and stared at the turret as it unleashed hell on his body. The bullets tore through his rocky exoskeleton like paper. He felt every bullet dig into his body and take a chunk out of his rock form.

He clenched his fists as the rage inside built back up. He glared at the turret as his anger took over his mind. He kept his position and refused to falter. When Crackdown broke his limit, something astonishing happened. Crackdowns body began to thicken. The rocky exterior in his body changed to a solid black. Steam was starting to pour out of Crackdowns back. The rocks on his body began to expand rapidly, allowing them to become more rigid.

He was so focused on the turret that he didn’t notice the transformation he was undergoing. Nitro Blast looked up from the hallway as he laid prone on the floor. His eyes widened at the colossal size that Crackdown had grown. The turret fired at Crackdown with enough strength to take down a tank, but when Crackdown transformed, it was barely making a scratch.

Crackdown stood up to his full height, rising high above the turret. His body was no longer pushing back from the bullets impact. He glared at the turret and tensed his body up. In his rage, he roared at the turret with a nightmarish sound. The roar echoed through the room and carried itself through the airducts.

Out in a hallway, a shadowy figure traversed the prison with intense focus. It stopped in its tracks when it heard a roar carry through the air duct. He stopped and moved into the wall. His human outline appeared on the wall. He looked at the air duct that was on the ceiling and formed an idea. He clenched his fist and punches the air duct open. The shadow grinned and moved into the air duct, traveling inside.

Crackdown charged at the turret with steam coming out of his back. The bullets bounced off Crackdowns skin as he rushed towards the turret. He raised his fists high above his head and leaped in the air. He roared as he dropped towards the turret. He landed on the turret and slammed it with his fists. The turret bent down at an inoperable position. The turret beeped rapidly, knowing something was wrong. Smoke came out of the turret as it beeped.

Crackdown stood up and stared down at the turret with rage. He roared and slammed his fists into the turret again and again. The prisoners stood up in the hallway, realizing the turret wasn’t firing.

The turret cracked and bent under Crackdowns punches. He punched the turret several times. Smoke poured out the turret as it could no longer handle the attacks. He slammed his fists into the turret one final time. His fists made contact with the turret and ignited a chain of explosions inside the turret. The prisoners took cover inside the hallway as the explosion quickly filled the room.

Nitro raised his hand in the air and concentrated. The huge explosion began to move unnaturally. The air forced it to travel into the hallway and flow into Nitros hand. Razor watched as the blast traveled into Nitros hand. Within seconds the explosion was absorbed by Nitros hand. The prisoners inside the hallway stood up completely dumbfounded. Razor closed his eyes and gasped, clutching his chest.

“Lord I’ll never judge your creations again.” Razor said, forming a cross with his hand.

Nitro walked out of the hallway and entered the room with Crackdown. He looked up at Crackdown and clapped his hands in applause. Crackdown panted heavily as his rage subsided, the adrenaline leaving him. His rock body started to fall off him as he panted. He struggled to stand and leaned to the side, falling into a wall. The wall broke as Crackdown fell, leading to a different hallway.

Nitro watched as Crackdown decreased in size and shed his rock body. He raised an eye at the transformation and stood his ground. Crackdown fell onto the floor, causing the floor to tremble. His rock body fell off completely, leaving his human form lying on top of the rocks. Nitro and Razor rushed over to Crackdown and lifted his arms. They lifted him and put his arms on their shoulders. Crackdown breathed heavily in exhaustion.

“Don’t die on us. You’re our ticket out of here.” Razor said.

“You alright?” Nitro asked, dropping him to a seat in the room.

“I’ve never done that before.” Crackdown said, feeling tired.

“That didn’t happen the last time I let my rage take control.” Crackdown said, looking up at Nitro and Razor.

“You find out something new everyday.” Razor said.

“Can you stand up?” Nitro asked, giving Crackdown a open hand.

“Yeah... I don’t know if I’ll be able to change back anytime soon.” Crackdown said, grabbing onto his hand.

“We need to get out of here.”

“What we need is to get in the control room and opened up these doors.” Razor said.

“Easier said then done. This place is a fortress as is. Without Crackdown we’re nothing against those turrets or the guards. We’re lucky to have as many guns as we do already.” Nitro said.

How about that hole in the wall? It leads to a different hallway. We could go through that and see where it takes us.” Razor said.

“It’s worth a shot.” Nitro said.

“Then let’s go.” Crackdown said, slightly out of breathe.

Inside the control room, Montagne watched the prisoners climb into the hole and enter the hallway. He narrowed his eyes and put a hand on his chin.

“They’re heading into the infirmary. If they there they-

“They’ll have access to the elevators.” Montagne finished.

“Tell the guards to head to the infirmary. We have to stop them at all costs.” He ordered.

Suddenly the air duct door kicked open, flying towards the wall on the other side. Montagne and the guards quickly raised their guns at the air duct. Inside the air duct, they could see a shadowy blob crawl out of the duct. Their eyes widened in realization at the sight of the blob.

“Fire!” Montagne ordered. The guards fired at the blob with their rifles and put bullets into the air duct. The blob was unphased by the attack. Montagne realized this and waved his arms.

“Hold your fire! Hold your fire!” Montagne shouted. The guards stopped shooting and stared at the blob. The blob shifted towards the floor and expanded in a purple glow. Montagne crossed his eyes and stared at the human figure rising out of the blob.

A black skinned human with a black hat and bandanna covering everything except his eyes rose out of the blob. He wore a black overcoat that covered his body. His legs turned into shadow at his knees.

“What are you?” Montagne asked, glaring at the shadowy human.

“Call me the bogeyman.” He said. Montagne heard the voice and thought it was familiar. He put that thought away and crossed his eyes. He dropped his rifle and clenched his fists, flexing his muscles.

“Drop him!” Montagne ordered.

The shadow raised his hand and lunged at a guard. The guard was pushed into the wall by the shadow. He screamed as he hit the wall in pain. The guard groaned as he fell to the floor.

The other two guards jumped into action, punching at the shadow. The 2nd guard threw a punch at the shadows back, his hand phasing through him. The guards eyes widened at the sight of his hand going through the man’s body. The shadow turned around and uppercutted the guard, hitting his jaw. The punch knocked the lights out of the guard, dropping hard on the floor.

The shadow looked down at the unconscious guard with pity. He raised an eyebrow when he felt a gun click behind his head. The gun fired and a bullet came flying out of the shadows head. He looked at his unscathed forehead and rolled his eyes. The bullet phased through him. The shadow turned around looked at the guard. The guard looked at him with the gun raised and shrugged. He dropped the gun and punched the shadow, getting a successful hit on his face.

The shadow glared at the guard, rubbing his face through the bandanna. He raised his fist and released a blast of dark energy towards the guard. The blast hit the guard in the chest, forcing the air to escape from his lungs. He wheezed as he was thrown to the floor. The shadow glared at the downed guard and shook his head.

“Hey!” Montagne shouted, throwing a wrench at the shadow. The shadow heard the incoming wrench and quickly dived. Montagne glared at the shadow, the two of them making eye contact.

“You gonna fight me like a man?” Montagne asked, raising his fists. The shadow man looked at Montagne and smirked behind the bandanna.

The shadow stood to his full height and snapped his finger. The shadowy mist surrounding him crawled into his legs and vanished. He glared at Montagne and showed his whole body, no longer hiding his legs in shadow. Montagne raised an eye at the shadows human form. The feeling of familiarity grew inside him. He shrugged the feeling away and walked back and forth in front of the man.

“You’re quiet. Got a friend in here? That why you went through all this trouble to get here?” Montagne said crossing his eyes. The shadow man clenched his fists and narrowed his eyebrows. The two of them began to circle around the room staring at each other.

“You’re smart. You went here first. You knew you could have complete control of the prison if you had this room. But you’re not gonna get it. I’m not gonna let some Unique break into my prison and help his friends escape. If you want to unlock this prison, you’ll have to go through me.” He said, glaring at the shadow.

They stopped circling each other and stood there quietly for a moment. The shadow scoffed and smiled behind the bandanna. He clenched his fists and listened to them crack. Montagne did the same and tensed his muscles. The shadow stared at Montagne and nodded.

“Your funeral.” He said, raising his fists. Montagne narrowed his eyes and focused on him. They stared into each other and slowly moved closer. The two of them inspected their form, both looking for an opening.

Montagne looked at his opponent and groaned inside his head. He couldn’t see any opening for him to go on. His opponent was an experienced fighter. Perhaps more experienced than himself. He moved closer to him and thought of an idea. He needed to see how good his opponent could counter his attack.

Montagne went for the punch, aiming at his head. The man grabbed Montagne's fist and stopped it in his tracks. Montagne smacked his hand away from his fist. He took steps back and glared at the man. They circled each other in silence.

“He’s stronger than me. He stopped my fist without straining. I’ll need to rethink my approach.” Montagne said in his head.

Montagne rushed towards him and threw another punch. The man grabbed it as expected, allowing Montagne to punch his stomach with his other hand. The man’s grip fell from the hit. Montagne quickly broke his hand free and punched him in the face.

Montagne quickly pushed him away, allowing him to catch his breath. The man clutched his stomach and face, he looked up at Montagne panting.

Montagne clenched both fists and advanced towards the man. Montagne threw a punch towards the right side of his face. The man dodged the attack and kicked Montagne in the knee. Montagne stumbled back, letting himself open. The man quickly rushed forward and punched Montagne twice in the chest. Montagne gasped as the air flew out of his lungs.

The man grabbed Montagne shoulder and clenched it. Montagne winced as he felt pain from his pressure point. Montagne inhaled as much air as he could and pushed him away. The man groaned as he was pushed back. Montagne stood tall and raised his fists again.

“Come on.” Montagne said, motioning his fingers towards him. The shadowman raised his fists and lunged towards Montagne. The two made contact and threw punches at each other.

Montagne punched at the man with all his might. The shadowman blocked his every attack and made punches of his own. Montagne winced at every hit, but kept on. He’d push the man away only for him to come back immediately. He blocked an incoming punch and saw the man’s other hand going in for the stomach. He pushed the hand he held onto away and quickly gripped the other hand with both hands.

The man looked up at Montagne and shook his head. Montagne gritted his teeth as he tried to hold onto the fist. The shadowman pushed him and forced him to step back. Montagne held onto the shadows hand as he was pushed towards the wall.

Montagne strained and started to turn red at the strength being put into the man’s fist. He looked for an escape and quickly had an idea. Montagne smacked the fist away and quickly sidestepped, catching the shadow by surprise. He roared loudly, pushing the man towards the wall. The shadow hit the wall and growled. Montagne punched the shadow in the back repeatedly. He put as much hits as he could on the man. The shadowman groaned in pain at the punches on his back and tried to recover. He lifted a hand in the air, only for Montagne to grab onto it.

He roared again and lifted the man into the air, dropping him to the floor. The shadowman audibly groaned, his chest pulsing a lot. Montagne looked at the downed man and sighed. He clenched his fists and put his boot on the man’s chest.

“Give up yet?”

The shadowman lifted his head and stared into Montagnes eyes. He glared at him with his eyes flashing in a red glow for a second. The action caused Montagne to lose his guard.

“Never.” He said, grabbing onto Montagnes boot with both hands. He closed his eyes and lifted Montagne with his foot. The action made Montagne trip to the floor. The shadowman quickly stood up, still holding onto his boot. Montagne hit the floor with a thud and struggled to recover.

He attempted to kick the shadowman with his boot but failed. The shadowman roared through his bandanna and threw Montagne across the room. Montagne shouted out as he was flung across the room. He hit a desk with buttons on it and accidentally hit the control panel on it. He fell to the floor and barely managed to catch himself.

The room changed from its red glow to a normal yellow. The room was no longer in emergency shutdown. Montagne looked up at the ceiling and saw the normal lights were back on. He gasped and slowly lifted himself up. He struggled to stand and held onto the desk for support. He looked at the controls and quickly realized the whole prison was no longer quarantined.

“No.” He gasped in a low voice. The shadowman walked over the downed Montagne and grabbed his shoulder, turning him around. Montagne looked up at the man and glared exhaustingly.

“You just put the whole city at risk.”

“ I don’t care.” He replied in a deep voice. Montagne listened carefully to the way he said that and got the strange feeling again. His thoughts were interrupted when the shadowman grabbed his neck and squeezed it. Montagne struggled to breath and attempted to push his arm off.

Montagne looked into the man’s eyes and realized he recognized them. He weakly lifted his arm towards the man’s bandanna and pulled it down. The man raised his eyes when he realized what he was doing, letting go of Montagne. Montagne moved the bandanna down and saw his face. Shock quickly filled him as he stared at his face. Montagne raised his eyes wide and coughed, struggling to breath.

“Sombra...? Why..?” Montagne barely said out loud. Sombra stared at Montagne and narrowed his eyes.

“Sorry.” He said. He clenched his fist and punched Montagne hard in the head, knocking him unconscious. He watched Montagnes unconscious body slump to the floor. Sombra gently set him down on the floor. He stood up and groped his hand, cracking his knuckles.

He winced at the pain in his hand and stared at the machine on the desk. He could see the whole prison through the monitors. In one of the monitors, was a whole army of guards armed to the bone with firepower, walking down a hallway. He looked at the keyboard and pressed a button. He looked up at the monitor and saw the door in front of them closed. He quickly pressed another button and closed the other door behind them. He grinned when he successfully trapped them. Less work for him to deal with.

Meanwhile, deeper inside the prison. Crackdown, Nitro, and Razor, led the prisoners into a part of the prison that was quickly identified as the hospital. This side of the prison was meant for recovering prisoners, the insane, and the permanently crippled men serving a life sentence. They walked by a locked room with a large window. Razor peeked inside and saw a man in there sitting silently in the middle of the room. He looked at the man and noticed he was laughing, tears falling off his face. Razor gulped and quickly moved away from the glass.

Up ahead, Nitro heard a monitor beep and walked over to the sound to investigate. He saw a room covered by blankets and could see the monitor through the sheets. He lifted his hand and moved the sheet to the side, staring into the room. Inside the room was a table with a man laying on it. The room dimmed lightly from the lightbulb above the table. He raised an eye and grew curious. The monitor beeped at a normal pace. Nitro quickly realized it was a heart monitor.

He stared at the monitor for a few seconds before getting interrupted by the man coughing. Nitro looked at the man and took a step back. He coughed into the air loudly.

The man on the table opened his eyes and coughed, turning his head to the side. The two of them made eye contact and stared at each other for a minute. The man was old and wrinkly. His face was covered by a long white beard. His skin was crimson and very aged. The grey hair on his head had fallen off from old age, leaving hair on the sides above his ears.

Nitro frowned at the old man and felt a small bit of pity for him. The man stared at him slightly wheezing. A loud cough would break the silence every now and then.

“Do you have a name?” Nitro asked. The man stared at him with narrowed eyes.

“Of course.” He answered with a harsh whispery voice. The old man coughed loudly and groaned weakly.

“My name does not matter. You’re not dressed like the doctors here. You are a prisoner?”

“We’re breaking out of this hellhole.” Nitro said.

“I commend you for your escape.” He said. Nitro nodded and looked at the old man’s arms. His wrists were strapped down to the table. Nitro stared at the old man and grew intrigued.

“We’re you a prisoner here?”

“I was... at one point. Now I’m here, serving my sentence. I was once the best. Strong. Influential. But... my glory days are over.
Now, I lay here waiting to die.” The old man said.

The sheet covering the room reeled back. Razor walked in with Crackdown and looked at Nitro with confusion.

“We gotta keep moving.” Razor said.

“Who’s he?” Crackdown asked looking at the old man. Nitro turned his head and stared at them. He looked back at the old man and sighed. He leaned over the table and unhooked the restraints on the man’s wrists.

“I know a guy. He can get you back to good health.” Nitro said.

“No. It’s too late for me I’m afraid. If I leave this room I’ll surely die in minutes.”

“If you’re gonna die without this shit then what’s the point in living?” Crackdown asked. The oldman looked behind Nitro and saw the large muscular man staring at him.

“I recognize you from the TV. You’re a Unique. An extraordinary one. It’s a shame you were stopped by the Agency before showing your true power.” The old man said. Crackdown looked at the old man and narrowed his eyes, folding his arms.

“He’s a Unique, too.” Razor said, pointing at Nitro with his hook hand.

“I also recognize you. A mob boss like you stooping down to the level of a burglar. You even lost a hand? Pathetic.” He said, getting a reaction from Razor.

“Yeah? I can still shove this up your- “ Nitro put a hand on his chest and stopped him from advancing.

“You still didn’t answer my question.”

“Quitting is for the weak. That’s how us monsters survive.” He said, coughing up. Crackdown scoffed and smiled.

“So, why’d they put you down here with the rest of these maniacs in confinement?” Razor asked.

This is where they keep the ones who are too dangerous. It’s why they put me down here with the rest of these... freaks.” The old man explained.

“You must’ve been some badass in your day.” Razor commented. The man got a laugh from that while coughing weakly.

“Oh, I was...” he smiled weakly, coughing up again. He wheezed when he stopped coughing, relaxing on his pillow.

“Is the rest of your army here?”

“They’re waiting for orders in the hall.” Nitro answered.

“Say you don’t happen to know a way out of this place, do you?” Razor asked.

“The main elevator is to the left. It takes you to every floor in the prison. Even the East Entrance.” The man answered, wheezing a bit.

“Thanks.”

“No, thank you. I needed to stretch my hands after staying still for so long.”

“We didn’t introduce ourselves. I’m Nitro Blast.”

“Call me, Tirek.” He said, getting a reaction from the three of them.

“Holy shit...” Razor whispered.

“You’re kidding?” Crackdown asked, completely dumbfounded.

“I assure you that is my name. You have my respect. Now leave before the guards figure out you’re in here.” Tirek said.

“You have ours as well. Thank you.” Nitro nodded.

“Let’s go.” Nitro said, leaving the room. Razor soon followed with him. Crackdown stared at Tirek for a second before leaving the room as well. Tirek laid there with a smile. He coughed a little and started to wheeze again.

The three of them left the medical wing and entered the elevator. The prisoners took the stairs while they went on the elevator.

The elevator opened, revealing the open room with a massive hole leading to the outside. They looked around the room and saw guards on the floor that were either unconscious or dead.

“Crackdown! You made it!” Neo said, spreading his arms wide. Crackdown walked over to Neo and exchanged a handshake. Neo looked to the side and saw Razor looking at him.

“Well look who it is. My rival.” Neo said, walking over to Razor.

“Sorry about the hand.” Neo said, going for the handshake.

“At least I still have both my eyes.” Razor said. Neo snorted out a small chuckle.

“Good one.” He said.

“I did my job and tested the Uniques for you. I have a lot of things to say.” Razor said, shaking his hand.

“We’ll get to that later.”

“Brother!” Misty exclaimed.

“Sis.” Nitro exclaimed.

Crackdown watched the two reunite and shrugged. He walked over to Neo and Razor and asked a question.

“So when are we leaving?”

“Not till Spooky gets here?” Neo answered.

“Spooky?” Crackdown repeated. On cue, a door opened and a shadowy blob crawled on the floor.

“There he is. Speak of the devil.” Neo grinned. The shadow rose out of its blob form and shifted into a human figure. The shadow walked over to Neo, fully transitioning to human.

“Who is he?” Crackdown asked. He looked at Sombra’s face and felt like he had seen him before.

“Friend of a friend. He unlocked the doors for us.”

“Does he have a name?” Crackdown said.

“Yeah, get this. His name is Sombra.” Neo said. Crackdown grew even more confused at the revelation.

“Sombra? Isn’t that the guy who-“

“That was another Sombra. Don’t think about it too much. I’m over it.” Neo said. Crackdown narrowed his eyes and folded his arms, feeling confused. He shrugged and let it go for now.

“Come on. The guards outside are all taken care of. Let’s get out of this shithole.” Neo said, walking towards the van.

The group of criminals entered the van and strapped in. They quickly drove out of the prison in a rush. They drove past Tartarus county line and entered Everfree county. The drive was so long that the sun had fallen, leaving the forest dark and eerie. They reached a small clearing and drove through it. Crackdown looked out the window and recognized the building. Neo’s house.

“Can you believe the police cleared out of here in a week? Dumbasses. Dicks took all my shit though.” Neo laughed.

The van pulled up to the garage and exited the vehicle. Sombra was quiet the whole time. He walked by everyone with a serious face and quickly entered the house. Crackdown watched Sombra enter the house and narrowed his eyes. He didn’t trust that man one bit.

Neo and the others entered the house and walked over to the living room. In the center of the room was a very well-kept man. Beside him was another man wearing a leather jacket. His face was completely frozen in ice. Neo learned about his name before he left to the prison. Freezer Burn stared at the group and nodded when he saw Sombra. Sombra nodded back and stood beside the well-kept man.

“Missed me?” Neo asked.

“Who the hell is this guy?” Razor asked.

“Silence.”

“Excuse me? Did you just say silence at me?” Razor glared at him, taking full offense. Freezer Burn narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists. The man looked at Freezer and lifted his hand. Motioning him to stand down. Freezer looked at the hand and understood the meaning. He reversed his advance and returned to his position.

“My name is Dr. Prion. I am the one who orchestrated your escape with the help of your boss, Neo. I assume you all followed Neo's orders with much respect. However, the role of leadership will no longer be under Neo hands, but mine. I will be your leader for the present time and you will listen to everything I say and follow my orders without question. Failure to do so will result in making an example of you. You will have only one warning. No more and no less. Do I make myself clear?” Prion said solemnly. Razor stared at Prion with anger and grew more offended. He stepped forward in front of the group and clenched his one hand into a fist.

“Like Hell you will! Listening to Neo and taking his orders like one of his stupid henchmen was bad enough. I'm a goddamn mob boss and I'll be damned if I'm gonna take orders from you or anyone in this house." Razor glared. The room went eerily quiet at Razors outburst. The group exchanged glances at each other, unsure about this. Prion looked at Neo, who looked like he was about to crack a smile.

"Very well. It seems I will be making an example tonight." Prion lifted his hand and glared at Razor.

"You trynna fight me, grandpa? If so, this is gonna be a lot of fun for me." Razor said, raising up his hook hand into a combat position. Razor stepped forward and started to walk towards Prion. He started to grin at the sight of punching this fool in the face. Razor was about to reel in for a punch but he stopped. He felt extremely dizzy all of sudden and see his vision start to get blurry.

He took a step back and started to wobble, "ugghhhh..." He groaned. He unclenched his fist and touched his forehead, feeling sweat begin to drip out his pores.

"What the hell is happening to me?" He thought out loud. It was all he was able to say before he suddenly felt a huge blast of pain erupting inside his head. Razor stumbled backwards and gripped the sides of his head with his hands, feeling the cold metal hook on his side. The group took a step back and avoided Razors path as he fell to his knees in front of him. Razor closed his eyes and winced in pain as his head felt like was pulsating, a massive headache and ringing in his ears only added to the pain he could feel. Crackdown watched Razor with arms crossed and began to grow disturbed. It was at this moment he realized the well-kept man in front of them was a unique that did not care about or show any restraint to the people who disobey him. Crackdown stared at Prions emotionless face and wondered what he was doing to Razor.

Razor groaned even more and started to scream in pain. Neo looked at his rival on the floor of his house screaming in pain. This was something he used to dream about, but even Neo couldn't help but cringe at the sight of Razors torture. Nitro was terrified at the level of pain that the man was causing to Razor. He didn't know what else to do but stand and watch. Misty covered her mouth in horror and hid behind Nitro. She couldn't bare to watch whatever was happening to Razor. Prion seemed to notice her not watching and raised his voice.

"Look at this, people. See what happens when you dont obey." He said, keeping his hand facing Razor. Razor screamed louder than even he knew he could. He knees grew wobbly and he dropped onto the hardwood floor, curling up like a child. He opened his eyes and could barely see the people around him. He felt a strange feeling grow inside him. Like something had just grabbed hold of his spine and refused to let go. Sharp pains lit up his back like he was lit on fire. Then he felt the bumps. Looking at his hand, his tear-filled eyes watched in horror as his hand and arm grew red and swelled up. Razor quickly realized his whole body was swelling up and his veins looked like they were about to explode. He could only scream even louder at the feeling of blisters forming on his body and face. It was at this moment that he could no longer scream, instead he gurgled and choked as he felt his throat begin to close.

Razor grabbed his throat in an attempt to breath and accidentally poked himself with his own hook. Razor could barely look up at Prion through his blurred vision and hideously swollen face. The pain was so intense yet he never fainted. He wondered if Prion had somehow prevented him from fainting in order to experience the pain. He looked at Prion with fear for his life, his eyes begging to show him mercy so the pain would stop. Razor watched Prion drop his hand and just stare at him with blank emotionless eyes. Razor wondered if this was how he was going to die. Dying in his rivals house, from the power harbored by a unique that showed no emotion to the action he was causing. Razors mind went back to wondering how he could still be conscious even when going through this immense pain.

"You're probably wondering how you're still alive in your current state. That is because of the power I have within me. I've infected you with a disease that causes you to instantly swell up and blister throughout your entire body. I've been told it feels like you're on fire. That feeling you have on your spine that feels like its being grabbed? I've placed tumors on a single vertabrae on your spinal cord. The paralysis should be setting in right about now."

Razor felt the pressure in his spine disappear and he immediately fell to the floor face first. Prion snapped his fingers on his right arm, cuing in Freezer.

"lift him up from the hair." Prion ordered. Freezer Burn approached the paralyzed Razor and grabbed him by his hair. Razor could only move his eyes and mouth, but he could still feel the pain caused by Prion throughout his paralyzed body. Unable to move his face, Razor could only see Freezer shoes approach him. Freezer grabbed Razor by the hair and made sure his face was looking at Prion. Razors badly swollen face had turned a deep purple, tears streaming down his face. Razor looked at Prion with begging eyes, he could still feel the pain throughout his body yet he was unable to move anything below his neck.

"By now you must realize you're paralyzed from the neck down. Thats the tumors. I've created them to block the ability for the brain to make movement. I did not make them block your pain receptors. In a way, you're experiencing a false paralysis. Cant speak because of your throat, correct? It's not. I've simply tricked your brain into thinking your throat is blocked. You are still awake and breathing simply because I allow it." Prion stated. Razor could not believe what he was hearing. The fact he was still awake was because Prion was controlling everything in his body.

"You see, Razor, I have a gift that I have been able to use to its full extent in order to help fuel my own research. I have experimented my powers on countless people both living and dead hundreds of times to the point I have reached complete control and precision of my powers. All it takes is a wave of my hand and your brain will cease to function and you're life will end in a second. However, I can also reverse this pain and make it end in an instant. I can tell you want this to end so badly, Razor. I can regenerate your body and undo all the harm I've caused it. I can even bring your hand back if I wanted. All it takes to make it stop is to blink. So I ask you this, Razor. You will listen to and follow everything I say. If you fail to do so again you will die a horrible and painful death just like this one. In exchange, I will give you back your hand and even help you get revenge on whoever took your hand. So what will it be Razor? Blink twice and I'll save you. Don't blink and I'll make this the most painful last minutes of your life." Prion said. Razor looked at him with fear. Fear that left him unable to think correctly. Prion had beaten him without even laying a finger on him. Even worse, he had done it in front of his rival, Neo. Razor could barely see what was on his right but in his peripheral vision he could see Neo. For the first time in his life, he saw Neo physically disgusted and just as horrified as him. Prion showed no visible regret or care about him at all. He couldn't even tell if Prion was feeling any sadistic pleasure out of his torment. Seeing no other way out of this but death, Razor had made his choice. Razor looked back up at Prion and stared at him for what felt like eternity until he had finally blinked.

"Smart," He said, raising his hand up,"Drop him." He said, Freezer let go of Razors hair and watched with amusement as Razors paralyzed face fell on to the floor again. Freezer walked back to his original spot and watched the group for anyone else that dared to challenge Prion. He could see the look of terror in the groups eyes, even the annoying old guy was terrified.

Prion waved his hand over Razors body and the group watched in shock as the swelling and blisters vanished from his skin. The blemishes that once covered his face were gone as well. Razors eyes widened as the pain in his body started to go away. He felt a strange feeling in his body that felt as if a huge burst of energy formed inside him. Razor realized that Prion was telling the truth and was fixing him. The feeling that his throat was closed disappear and he slowly regained his movement. In a matter of seconds, Razor lifted himself up with both his arms on the floor and gasped for a breath of air. Feeling relieved he could breath again.

"My God..." Nitro said in shock. He along with the group were at a loss of words at Razors near instant full recovery. Even Crackdown had stared at Razor with his mouth gaping at the sight of him.

"That is what you can expect to happen when you disobey me from now on. I can see the fear in all of your eyes. You dont know what to think of me. You might be wondering just who I am exactly. In time, you will know and you will learn. But for now I simply ask that you find a room and rest for tonight. Tomorrow morning you will meet down here again and we will have a discussion on our future course of action. Am I clear?" Prion asked.

"Yes, sir." The group answered in unison.

"Very well then. You are dismissed." Prion said. Watching as the group rushed upstairs. Razor had gotten himself back onto his feet and felt revitalized. But at the moment, Razor wanted nothing more than to get away from Prion. However, he was brought to a halt by the sound of Prion calling out his name.

"Razor." Prion said.

"Yes, sir?" Razor said, unintentionally cracking his voice. He turned around and gulped.

"I have read your file. I've read you're prone to anger rather easily. I suggest managing your anger in the future. Such a weakness is easily exploitable, especially now." Prion said with a smile. Razor froze up and stood there in silence at what he just heard. It was at this moment Razor realized he was setup. Prion had always intended to use him from the moment he arrived. Razor thought back to the moment it happened and realized just how much control of the situation Prion had. He knew he would be the hardest to convince so instead he was used as an example. Prion had planned this all from the very beginning.

Prion walked away with a victorious smirk on his face. Freezer Burn and Sombra both followed him out of the living room. Razor thought back to his meeting with Neo and fully realized just what a huge mistake he had made. He should have never listened. It was hours later when Razor finally fell asleep. He laid there in bed thinking of Prion. In all his years he had never been more afraid of someone in his life. The years of crime and near deaths in his career couldn't even compare to the pain he felt that night. And for the first time in 30 years, he fell asleep crying.

Inside the prison at the hospital. Dead bodies painted the floor red. In the middle of the mess, a guard crawled weakly. His skin had turned a very pale grey. His bone structure clearly visible on his face. He crawled to another guards body and reached for the walkie talkie on his pants. He grabbed it and pulled it towards his face. He clicked the button and could hear the static through the speaker. He mustered up the strength to speak and made an attempt.

Just as he was about to speak, the talkie was grabbed by a bony red hand. The guard looked up and shuttered. It was the man who did this. Tirek.

“I won’t kill you. You have a very special role to play. I have a message for you to deliver.” Tirek said. The weak guard looked at him with intense fear. He was unable to say anything and could barely keep his head up. Tirek grabbed the guard by the collar and lifted him up.

“When the guards find you, and they will. I want you to tell them this.” Tirek ordered, he looked at his arm and tensed it. He could see muscles begin to form on his bony arm.

“Tell them, the Lord of Canterlot has been reborn.”

Sunny Flare sat on a bench inside the Agency locker room. She frowned at the image on her phone. It was a picture of Chirp that one of the scientists took. She stared at the little crystal dinosaur on the screen and sighed.

“Hey.” A voice called out.

Sunny Flare looked up at and saw Bonbon staring at her with concern.

“Are you alright, Sunny?” Bonbon asked.

“No. I’ve been thinking about all that’s happened. I can’t stop worrying about Chirp. Not to mention the power I have inside me now.”

“Sounds like you need a vacation.” Bonbon said.

“That’d be nice. But I don’t have anywhere to go, but home.” Sunny frowned.

“I have an idea. Me and Norman are supposed to go on a field trip to Camp Everfree for Canterlot High. Why don’t you come with us?”

“With you? To Camp Everfree?”

“Yeah. Think about it. A nice forest to get away from everything, you won’t have to worry about anything. It’ll be relaxing.”

“Do you think I’ll be allowed to go? I’m still a student at Crystal Prep.” Sunny asked.

“Of course you’ll be able to go. I can make up an excuse for you, easy. That is if you want to go?” Bonbon said, smiling. Sunny looked at Bonbon in silence and started to smile a little.

“Sure, I’ll go.” Sunny answered. Bonbon smiled and nodded.

“Good. Get to Canterlot High at 6. That’s when the bus leaves.” Bonbon said.

“I will.” Sunny said.

Author's Note

The last chapter is coming already. Please leave a comment for any spelling or grammar mistakes that you see. Thanks for reading.

Update 5/14/2020 I made several touch ups to the villain meetup. I'm sorry to anyone who had read this far and had been waiting. The truth is I entered college and with the national quarantine going on right now, I decided to check out my story. The last chapter is in 2 parts and I have finished the first part. However I will not post part 1 until I'm done with part 2. The problem is between then and now I have been so focused on other things going on in my life that I neglected coming here. The show ended and it looks like equestria girls has ended too. The point of what I'm saying is I don't know if I can finish this story. But I will try. I think about this story everyday and where it could lead and it inspires me. I hope I can find time to finish this year and continue writing again. Until then I thank you for reading my story. And as I reach my 5th anniversary on this site all I can say is wow.