Equestria Girls In Disguise: Rise Of The Toxibolts

The Rainbooms were thrown before Toxic Sugarcoat, their arms and legs still bound together by the oozing black slime. They tried to look up at her, but it was somewhat of an impossibility until she made fake posts and tied the girls to them with her toxin.

“Here they are Sugarcoat. All 7 of them.” Indigo smirked. “You want us to shut them all up? Two of them were getting a little annoying.”

Indigo looked over to Twilight and Pinkie Pie who had ooze on their mouths, sealing them as gags.

“Didn’t I order you to get our other halves?” Toxic Sugarcoat tilted her head.

“They weren’t there! These girls were all we saw!” Toxic Sunny panicked.

“You incompetent fools! I cannot trust you with the simplest of tasks!” Toxic Sugarcoat hurled four black orbs at the other Toxibolts, blasting them against a wall, reducing them to puddles. “Alright. Breathe… I can use them to our advantage.”

Toxic Sugarcoat slowly walked forward, staring at all of them with an evil scowl on her face. She stomped right in Rarity and Fluttershy’s faces, making both of them tear up and turn their heads away.

“Wimps,” Toxic Sugarcoat huffed. “I haven’t even done anything yet.”

Toxic Sour pulled herself back up and muttered. “Except for blow us up…”

“Grow a pair, Sour. None of us can die.” Toxic Sugarcoat crossed her arms. “Now… where have our doubles gone to? And I mean those disgusting, kind, ooey gooey friendship is amazing doubles.”

The girls didn’t dare speak a word. Not one of them wanted to say no or give away where the Shadowbolts were. Not even Rainbow Dash gave a verbal response as she just glared down Toxic Sugar.

“No response, eh? You’re brave.” Toxic Sugar turned her back. “Usually, one of you gullible fools would let something slip. But thanks to Indigo, the only ones capable of making that error have been silenced.” She ran back up to them and shapeshifted her hand into a sharp sword. “So let’s play a game. I’m gonna call it Three Strikes. If you keep quiet, I’ll gut you like a fish. Talk, and you’ll be safe for the time being. Unless you lie to me, that is. Then I’ll turn you into human sushi.”

Sunset thought for a moment. She had to find a way to keep them from hurting any of them, but at the same time, she couldn’t give away where they really were. But wait… she could lie. She used manipulation and deception when she was evil. Maybe she could use it again? No. It wouldn’t be possible. Toxic Sugarcoat was breathing down her neck and she could sense BS a mile off.

“Let’s start with that wretched ball of cotton candy.” Toxic Sugar slashed Pinkie’s gag off, freeing her mouth once again. “Since she’s the brainless idiot, she’s bound to say what I want. I mean, how tough can an overgrown preschooler possibly be?”

“Oooooohhh…” chorused the other Toxibolts.

“Sick burn, Sugarcoat.” Toxic Sour clapped her hands.

“This is gonna be good.” Toxic Indigo smirked.

“Now then, Pinkie Puke. Let’s get started.” She pointed the sword to Pinkie’s throat. “Where. Are. Our. Other. Halves?”

Pinkie Pie tried to move her head away as best as she could, but she didn’t say a thing.

“I’m not saying a thing to you!” Pinkie said quickly. “I’m not even gonna tell you about my secret candy stash!”

“This baby has some fight. Doesn’t she?” Toxic Sugarcoat grew a devilish grin. “Do you want your mommy to give you your baba, little baby?” she mocked.

“Hey, leave her alone!” Rainbow snapped. “She knows nothing!”

“Oh, I’ll be getting to you soon enough, Rainbow Dunce.” Toxic Sugarcoat spawned more black gags around each of the other Rainbooms. “Now, Pinkie. This is how it works. You tell me where the other Shadowbolts are and I let you live. Lie to me or say nothing, and that candy stash of yours will be wasted.”

Pinkie had to say something, but she couldn’t give away her friends. What could she possibly say?

“C’mon. This is a cartoon interrogation scene, after all.” Toxic Sugar nodded. “And in these cartoons, it’s always the stupid one that says what the bad guy wants.”

“It doesn’t always happen though. Even if you have the most stupidest people, you can’t get an answer out of them.” Toxic Indigo shrugged.

“Technically, I do, Indigo. And I’m looking at all four of them right now.” Toxic Sugar glanced over to her peers.

Toxic Indigo looked around for a moment, confused. “What?”

Toxic Sugarcoat merely groaned. “Maybe I should raise the stakes a little.” She turned back to Pinkie. “Your family? All of ‘em would be sad to see you dead. Or what about those infants you babysit for so much at the coffee shop? They’d be in tears over your death. And we all don’t want that now, do we?”

“Nuh uh! I can’t die in high school!” Pinkie shook her head.

“Then tell me everything and you can get back to your normal lives.” Toxic Sugar pointed to the doors. “Tick tock, tick tock, Pinkie Pie. Where are our doubles?”

“Dhn't fhn hnnthnng Pnngnm!” Sunset screamed, her voice muffled.

Pinkie’s head started sweating. She couldn’t say anything, she just couldn’t!

A few more seconds passed by and Toxic Sour just scowled. “Well, this is shit. I’m going up to raid stores..”

“Hmm. I guess you are smart.” Toxic Sugar smiled. “Too bad it won’t help.” And with one lunge, she jabbed Pinkie straight in her heart, pushing it out of her back.

“PNNGHNGTH!” The Rainbooms all cried as the blood spilled from Pinkie’s chest. Her heart was outside of her body and still beating on Toxic Sugarcoat’s blade.

Sour raised her hand up and she sniffed the air. Something was amiss.

“Wait… hang on. One of them is near… I can smell her.” She looked at the heart that was out. “Oh, Jesus Christ, put that heart back, that’s disgusting!”

“Grow a pair. She’s not dead yet. Not unless she stays her ground and dies like a hero.” Toxic Sugar grunted. “No more games, Pinkie. If I move, your life ends. Now tell me where my double is. NOW!”

Pinkie cried her eyes out at the pain. She had never felt this much agony in her entire life. For once, she felt like it really was a life or death situation for her and her friends.

“Okay! She’s giving repairs to Highbrow over in an autobody shop! That’s all I know!” Pinkie cried.

“Good girl.” Toxic Sugar put Pinkie’s heart back where it belonged and used her toxins to reattach it to her arteries and seal the wound up. “Looks like I was right after all. It’s always the dumb ones who say what the bad guy wants.” And she freed the rest of the Rainbooms from the toxic prison.

Sour smirked. “As much as I think torture is an effective means, that was fucking disgusting.”

“And that’s coming from the girl who wants to fuck a cyborg?” Toxic Sugarcoat glared.

“EWWWW!” Indigo and Sunny cringed.

“Don’t say that! That’s gross! Couldn’t you at least say they were going to… make love? That’s just fucking disgusting!” Indigo yelled.

“The image alone is gross enough! Wait… one second!” Toxic Sunny moved away and she vomited the contents from her stomach into the sewage water, which only threw up more black goo.

“We have our lead. Now let’s move.” Toxic Sugarcoat walked off out of the room. “If we find one Shadowbolt, we find them all!”

“Do we just leave the Rainbooms here?” Toxic Indigo asked. “It’s not like they can walk out of here.”

“Wheeljack? Get your ass up here now!” Toxic Sugarcoat called out to the darkness. “We need you to babysit some Rainbabies. Don’t want ‘em squealing on the Bots or Shadowbolts now, do we?”

Toxic Wheeljack only laughed. “Of course not. They ain’t going nowhere. And it's a pity that barely any of their friends are outside the base, unable to help them…”

“Wh-Wheeljack…?” Twilight gazed in horror at the blackened Autobot with a destroyed Autobot tracker. “What happened to you?”

“Wheeljack is my pre-toxin name.” He fired ooze around the girls, forming a cage. “Now, you may call me Acid. And I’ll melt you down into gunk if you cross me!”

“I’d love to stay and watch you all cry your eyes out, but I have much bigger fish to fry.” Toxic Sugarcoat slammed the door open. “Toxibolts! Come! It’s time to hunt down our other halves!”

The others smirked and they gathered close to each other, the pack exiting the sewers.

The door slammed shut, and the Rainbooms just gazed up at Wheeljack, or Acid as he wanted to be known. They stared at the lifelessness in his eyes, the toxin dripping from his arms, and the twisted and crumpled ball of scrap that used to be his Autobot insignia. Huddled together in their cage, they all just sat there in silence, in a prison with no means of escape or contacting the others.

“What do we do now?” Rainbow asked. “We can’t just sit here.”

“Nothing. That’s what you do,” said Acid. “As long as you’re still here, you pose a hindrance to Mistress Sugarcoat’s plans. But once I finish working on my latest invention, you’ll be free as a bird.” His brows lowered. “And you’ll share in their pain of having all the good stuff taken away from you…”

Hot Shot, Bumblebee, and Sideswipe stood at the entrance to the sewers. The last known location of the Rainbooms.

“Girls? Girls are you there?” Bumblebee tried using a comm device, but nothing came back.

“They couldn’t have gone far, could they?” Hot Shot asked.

“I hope not.” Sideswipe replied. “Wish we brought Pipes or maybe some other Mini-Bots. I’m sure they’d be a lot more useful down here. They can at least fit.”

“Gee. Thanks for the vote of confidence, Sideswipe.” Jolt deadpanned and crossed his arms.

“Guys! Can we focus, please?” Bumblebee asked sternly, looking at them both. “Look. Let’s just keep trying to ca—“

“Teletraan-1’s still fixing himself up, Bee. Communications have gone completely dark until he’s back online.” Hot Shot shook his head. “Y’know, why did you even install that thing in the first place? My squad and I were just fine without a supercomputer telling us everything.”

“Because it came with us when we crashed here decades ago.” Sideswipe replied. “You’ve only been here for what, 10 years? Maybe 15?”

“I also managed to beat Unicron with my own two hands!” Hot Shot snapped. “Who else in the Autobots can say that they killed a god and saved Cybertron from being blown up?”

“Unicron’s just a legend, Hot Shot. Besides Red told me you’ve been making that up.” Sideswipe scowled. "That story is getting a bit old."

“Both of you!” Bumblebee snapped. “Shut. Up. I don’t mean to be rude, but right now, we’re not getting anywhere with us fighting. We know we can’t contact the others back to base, but what about this? We go onto the streets, maybe there’s some Autobots outside the base still around. I think the Protectobots are over with the fire department. We could get some help. It’d be nice to have a combiner team by our side.”

Suddenly, a nearby manhole cover burst up, and the five Toxibolts jumped out of it and darted towards the auto garage where Sugarcoat and Highbrow were.

“Hey, uh, guys? What’s that?” Hot Shot pointed to the Toxibolts.

“Guys… I wouldn’t suggest this… but it would probably be a good idea to run. Those things infected Wheeljack, imagine what would happen to all of us? They already have one Autobot with them, I don’t think they need an additional three and a Mini-con.” Bumblebee spoke, slowly backing away.

“What about stealth?” Jolt raised a finger. “We sneakliy pursue the girls, then tell Optimus everything we saw back at base.

“Those girls are part of the Shadowbolts, they’ve seen our vehicle modes, they’ll instantly recognize us.”

“Not if we take the rooftops,” said Jolt.

Bumblebee sighed, then whispered. “Fine. But all of us need to be very quiet. Okay? We can’t get caught.”

“Trust me, we’ve snuck into worse places, haven’t we, little buddy?” Hot Shot gave his Mini-con a mini-fist bump.

“Yeah. But this isn’t Starscream’s Flagship, Hot Shot,” Jolt reminded him. “You need to stay utterly silent. Only fire as a last resort.”

Bumblebee gestured them to carefully follow them, and they carefully climbed up onto a roof and looked below where the Toxibolts were dashing like ninjas in an anime towards the garage.

“We have them now…” Toxic Sugarcoat grinned. She bashed the front door down, hoping to make a grand entrance. But as she looked… there was no one there. Sugarcoat and Highbrow were not in that garage.

“WHAT?!” Toxic Sugar ran inside the place and turned it upside down with her gunk. “Is this the only auto garage in the city?!”

“Oddly enough… yes.” Toxic Indigo replied.

“Either Pinkie Pie managed to lie, even when I had her heart beating on my sword’s edge, or…” Toxic Sugar looked down at the welding torch. “We’re too late.”

“FUCK!” Toxic Sour yelled. “I wanted to hurt somebody!”

Toxic Indigo looked down on the ground and she smelled the ground like a dog, looking for the scent. But there was no sign.

“You know… it’s bad enough we can’t find them. And it’s even worse when you add in the fact that her guardian is someone who can fly.” Toxic Indigo stated with a deadpan look.

“Slippery little eel, aren’t you, other me?” Toxic Sugar just smiled. “No matter. Even the eel gets swallowed up by a predator eventually.”

Toxic Indigo looked some more, still no signs of where they’ve gone.

“So… where do we go now?”

“I say we go hunting! I want to kill someone today, and I want to scream at that emotional wreck!” Toxic Sour yelled.

“Forget it. Both of them are two rabbits, and you all know how the saying goes.” Toxic Sugar just threw the torch away. “We’ve lost our lead.”

Toxic Sour looked to the side and she squinted her eyes. Driving right past them was a red pickup and she could see her other visible in the driver seat. A smirk crept on her face. Her opportunity to deal with them herself was right there.

“Sugarcoat, if you don’t mind… I think I’m gonna go do a little scouting. I’ll call you if I see something.” Toxkc Sour said before running off leaving the four girls alone.

“What an idiot. She doesn’t have any wrist communicators of any kind, so she’d have to run all the way to me.” Toxic Sugar face-palmed. “And by then, we’ll have lost them all over again…”

“Oh, who cares? She’s getting exercise anyway.” Toxic Indigo rolled her eyes. “But I think she might have a point. We won’t find anything if we’re just all scrunched together. They could be anywhere. I say we split up, but this time… we steal some phones first.”

“Only if you get the newest model.” Toxic Sugarcoat patted Toxic Indigo’s back. “I won’t settle for anything other than the most expensive and high-class one.”

“Well come on then! Let's go steal shit!” Toxic Indigo called out.

And with that, the other four Toxibolts charged away, totally unaware that they had been spied on by three Autobots and a Mini-Con the entire time.