Author's Note

This may seem rushed due to the fact that I've had writer's block ever since I started the last chapter. I have bigger and better ideas that I want to get to so I had to rush through this. I put in as much as I could and I never intended to have a large-scale final fight to begin with. Bigger and better things are coming. Just one more chapter after this.

Finale

Dusk arrived at the other end of the bridge where there sat a small army base. She broke through the fence and slowed down before the doors to the trailer swung open. The two Nightcrawlers with rifles jumped out and began firing at the cops. Dusk left the cab and ran around back. Holding up her gun, she fired at Soarin’s front left tire, causing him to the left and break through the guard rail. Luckily, he managed to stop halfway on the road and halfway suspended above the ocean below.

“Oh, fuck,” Soarin gasped, feeling the car wobble.

Wild Fire kept holding Angel’s wound to try and stop the bleeding. “What do we do, Soarin?”

Vapor slammed on the brakes and swerved to the right to avoid a collision, only to tip over and slide into Soarin’s car, only giving it a gentle bump. High Winds moved to the left and stopped, allowing Misty to drive past them and, using her e-brake, turn her truck 90-degrees and stop, effectively using it as a shield.

Dusk lowered her gun and looked at Thrall. "Hold them off while I prime the bomb."

The masked mare nodded. "Of course," she replied.

The blue mare looked at Thunderlane and Coco, raising her gun. "Get up and get moving. I don't have all day."

Misty climbed out and fired at the gunners. High Winds, Blaze, Meadow Flower, and Lightning Streak all disembarked their vehicle before going to help the others.

Vapor undid her seatbelt and kicked the windshield out. “Stupid airbag,” she muttered, crawling out.

Soarin looked back at the other two. “Stay right where you are. We have to keep this thing level.”

“E-Easier said than done,” Angel gasped.

Soarin looked around. “If only we were in a van.” He then had an idea. “Okay. Wild Fire. Move away from Angel Wings and I want the both of you to open your doors at the same time.”

“Um…” Wild began before Angel patted her hand.

“I’ll be okay,” the mare said with a smile. “Thank you.”

Wild smiled in response before leaving to sit in the far left seat. Both took hold of their door handles and nodded. After they opened them together, Angel grunted and held her shoulder.

“D-Doors are open,” the injured mare replied.

The stallion carefully got up and crawled over the center console and into the back middle seat. “Alright, uh…” he muttered as Vapor stumbled over to Angel’s side. “Vapor!” He gasped. “You okay?”

“Me?” Asked the pegasus, before the car slid a little more towards the water. “Soarin!”

“It’s fine,” Soarin assured her. “I need you to help Angel Wings from the car so I can take her seat.”

“Alright,” Vapor said as she held her hand out.

Angel took it before sliding out of her seat. Once she was free, the car slid a little more. “Hurry, you two.”

Soarin looked at Wild Fire. “On three, dive for it.”

The mare nodded in understanding. “One,” he began. “Two…” the metal of the car started to cream as it started tilting forward. “Three!” He yelled, before both her and Wild dive from the car. With all the weight now in the engine, the car tipped over and crashed into the water below.

Misty kept firing at the Nightcrawlers while Soarin and Vapor joined her. "Where's the recruits?" Asked Misty.

"Well," Soarin started with a chuckle. "Uh... Angel Wings was grazed in the shoulder and the rest wanted to hold back. Blaze and High Winds are watching them."

Misty sighed. "Guess it couldn't be helped. They're still new. Now, that you both are here, can we finally kill these two?"

All three popped up and fired upon the Nightcrawlers. After firing off a few bullets, the Nightcrawlers fell.

"That wasn't so hard," Vapor commented.

Thunderlane sighed and stood up. "They weren't the problem."

Misty stood up, too, and saw Thrall standing by the truck, watching them. Dusk was making Coco and Thunderlane move, at gunpoint, towards the base. "We have to get past that mare.”

“Yep,” Soarin groaned, moving around the truck to stand out in the open. “One of us has to distract her while the other gets Dusk.”

Misty joined him out front, keeping her eyes on Thrall. “I’ll take her. You get Dusk.”

Soarin nodded. “Rush her together. Then, while she’s confused, I’ll slip around and get Dusk.”

Misty nodded before they made their way towards Thrall. The masked mare took a stance, ready for a fight. Misty and Soarin then yelled and charged her together. The mare tried to grab their necks, but Soarin slid underneath and kept running while Misty ducked and slipped behind her. Thrall quickly spun around and kicked Misty hard in the stomach before looking over at Soarin.

“No, you don’t,” Misty grunted, before looking at the mare.

Thrall simply stepped to the side and clotheslined the cop, causing her to fall on her back with a grunt. “Okay…” Misty groaned. “Hand-to-hand combat really isn’t my strong suit.”

Thrall grabbed her by the shirt and began dragging her over to the bridge.

Dusk made her two captives enter the base and continue down a hallway. Soarin finally made it to the front door and opened it. Down the hall, he could see Dusk. Eyes narrowing, he ran down the hall after them and pulled out his gun. When the trio were turning a corner, Coco saw him and smiled.

“Duck!” Soarin yelled, firing his gun at Dusk.

Coco grabbed Thunderlane’s shirt and pulled him down with her as Dusk whipped around. In the confusion, Coco pulled Thunderlane with her as they ran down the hall, away from the fight. Dusk fired at Soarin as she watched the other two run away.

“Shit,” she growled, taking off down the hall after them.

Soarin took off, too, keeping his gun aimed in front of him.

Thrall threw Misty against the guard rail before punching her across the face. “You shouldn’t have followed us. Now, you die.”

The cop chuckled and spit up some blood. “Damn, you’re pathetic. That the best you can do?”

The masked mare growled and pulled back her fist for another punch. Suddenly, Vapor tackled her to the ground. Thrall yelled in frustration before kicking the mare off. Misty ran over to them before kicking Thrall hard in the side. She then pulled her gun out and aimed it at the mare’s head.

“You’re outnumbered,” Misty said with a smile. “Give up.”

Even with the mask on, Misty could tell Thrall was glaring at her.

Coco and Thunderlane ran down a staircase as they heard gunfire behind them. "Keep going!" Coco urged.

When they got to the bottom, they found themselves at a door. Thunderlane tried opening it, but it was locked. "Shit," he grunted, kicking it. "Dammit."

Dusk jumped on the railing and slid down the staircase to the next landing. She then took off down the stairs, gun held firmly in her right hand. When she got the landing just above the escapees, she smiled and raised her gun. "You just had to fuck it up, didn't you?" She asked, aiming at Thunderlane.

Before she could fire, Soarin lunged at her from the stairs and slammed her into the wall. He grabbed her wrist, causing her to squeeze the trigger. The gun fired and the bullet shot past Thunderlane, hitting the doorknob. Thunderlane pulled the broken doorknob free and kicked the door open. He pulled Coco along as Dusk kicked Soarin away from her.

"Back off!" The blue mare yelled, raising her gun.

When she fired, Soarin ducked and lunged at her again. This time, he slammed her hand against the wall, making her drop the gun. The two then fell over and tumbled down the stairs.

Thunderlane and Coco stood in a large, dark room. The stallion fumbled around and found a switch. Flicking it on, the lights in the room slowly turned on one row at a time, illuminating what appeared to be a large bomb.

"Shit," Thunderlane gasped. "This is it. This is the bomb."

"Take off that mask," Misty ordered. "Before I shoot you."

Thrall chuckled. "Alright. If that's what you want." The mare reached up and took her mask off.

Misty's eyes went wide as she lowered her gun slightly. "M... Midnight?"

The black mare smirked and swiped her leg at the cop, knocking her over. Vapor ran at Midnight to keep her down, but was kicked back. Midnight rolled onto her stomach and got to one knee. "You two are so dead."

"But... How?" Misty asked as Midnight stood up. "Why?"

"Why is the easy part," Midnight sighed as she eyed Vapor, who was getting to her feet while holding her stomach. "I was made a better offer. As for the how... That was a tad more complicated."

Earlier...

Midnight led her cops down to the basement where they entered a large room full of blueprints and schematics. “Search everything,” she ordered, before spotting a room off to the side. She left the others to go investigate. Inside the room was a monitor on table with a note on top.

Midnight opened the note and read it: Gotcha! She went wide-eyed and turned to warn the others. But it was too late. The metal door to the room slammed shut and locked before there was loud explosion, the force of which knocked the mare over as objects in the room fell to the floor. When it was all over, Midnight rolled over onto her chest and started to get up before the door to the room unlocked and opened. The black mare watched the door swing open and Fray step in.

"Boy, it sure is hot out there," the mare chuckled. "Now, come. An old friend wants a word."

~~~~~

"Cops are broken," Fray said with a smile as she put her phone away.

Dusk eyed her with a smirk. "Of course they are." She then returned her attention to the door in front of her. "She's in there?"

Fray nodded. "Just as you asked."

"Good," the blue mare cooed, crossing her arms. "I think we'll let her sit and stew for a bit longer before we say hi."

Fray tilted her head in confusion. "Why torture her?" She asked. "Isn't she with us?"

Dusk Flight chuckled and turned from the door, heading down the hall. "We'll see. Now, let's use the city's confusion to our advantage and set things in motion. We aren't in control just yet."

~~~~~

Dusk pulled a chair up to Midnight and sat down before pulling the bag off her head. "Greetings."

The black mare closed her eyes and groaned. "Dusk? What the fuck?!"

"Remember how we talked about changing the world together?"

"Not like this," Midnight said with a shake of her head.

"Oh, come on..." Dusk cooed as she leaned in. "You never liked that job. All that stress."

"I didn't want to..." Midnight began, but stopped herself.

The blue mare smirked. "Didn't want to... hurt me?" The black mare sighed. "Come on, Midnight. Those cops annoyed you. I know you were always a bad girl at heart. With them thinking you're dead, now's your chance to join me."

Midnight looked the mare in the eyes. "I guess... it could be fun," she said with a soft and brief chuckle.

A wide grin spread across Dusk's face before she patted the black mare's knees. "Attagirl!"

Present...

"You gave us up just like that?!" Misty yelled. "After everything we've..." She stopped when she noticed she no longer had her gun.

"Looking for this?" Midnight asked as she held up the gun. "Should really keep a tighter hold on your weapon."

Misty glared at the mare she held up her hands, Vapor doing the same.

Dusk kicked Soarin through the doorway and into the room with the bomb. "Now, it's time to kill you," she said, raising her gun.

"No!" Coco yelled as she ran to stand between Dusk and Soarin.

Dusk grunted in annoyance. "Stand aside, Coco!"

"No!" Coco repeated. "If you want the others, you'll have to shoot me first!"

"If it's any consolation..." Midnight began. "I did enjoy working with you. But, now it's time to pick a side."

"Pick a side?" Misty asked.

"Mmm-hmm," Midnight answered. "We have to kill Vapor and the others. They're just baggage. But, you. I could use you."

"Not gonna happen," Misty said as she backed up to put her arm around Vapor. "I'm not a traitor like you."

"Shame," Midnight sighed. "We could've done great things."

When she was about to pull the trigger, another gun went off. Midnight let out a yell of pain as a bullet shot through her shoulder. She dropped the gun and looked over towards the bridge.

"How's that for baggage?!" Wild Fire called over to her. "Bitch!"

Misty ran over and knocked Midnight on the ground. Before the mare could react, Misty grabbed the gun and stepped back. "It's over." Midnight clenched her shoulder while she glared at the cop.

"Why couldn't you just behave?" Dusk asked, finger still on the trigger.

Before Coco could answer, they all heard the echoing sound of rapidly approaching footsteps. "Hear that?" Coco asked, getting Dusk's attention. "You're surrounded."

"Then, I guess I'll just have to see how many of you I can kill before I'm taken down."

Coco sighed and slowly took a step forward. "Is that what you really want?"

"Coco," Soarin whispered.

The mare ignored him as she kept moving towards Dusk. "You've fought this hard to stay alive. And, Fray's still out there."

"Fray's dead!" Dusk yelled, her hand shaking.

Coco noticed the shaking and, even though she was worried the gun may go off, she still kept moving closer. "You don't believe that, do you? Fray's a survivor. Wasn't she once part of that group? Darkness Eternal?"

Dusk eyed the floor. "She... She was always a badass."

"If you died here, you'd never know for sure." Coco stepped past the gun and right up to the blue mare. "Let this go. There's always next time, right?"

Dusk looked her in the eyes. She then let out a sigh and lowered her arm. "You're right."

Coco smiled and hugged her. Dusk dropped her gun and hugged back. Wild Fire suddenly ran into the room and slowed to a stop.

"Glad I found you all," the mare said. "I see you're finished."

"Wild Fire?" Soarin asked. "What happened outside?"

The mare chuckled and rubbed the back of her neck. "Well... I shot Midnight."

Soarin went wide-eyed. "What?"

Back outside, Soarin led a handcuffed Dusk over to Misty... and a handcuffed Midnight. "So..." the stallion began. "You were in on it, huh?"

"Seemed like a good idea at the time," Midnight cooed with a smile.

Soarin let Misty take Dusk away before he stepped in front of his former boss. "Do you have any idea what I went through thinking you were dead?!"

"Oh, did you miss me that much?"

"Come on," Soarin said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her along. "Time to put you in a hole forever."

"You don't think I'll get out?"

Soarin smiled at that. "Oh, I'm counting on both you and Dusk escaping. And, when you do, I'll kill you both."

"Ooo, dark," Midnight chuckled. "Don't forget who trained you."

Without saying anything, he shoved her over to Misty, who put her in the back of a police car with Dusk, both mares eyeing each other.

"It's over," Misty sighed.

Soarin nodded. "Still... I can't believe Midnight betrayed us like that."

Misty leaned against the car and crossed her arms. "Can't believe she's alive. Though, I guess that doesn't matter now. Time to lock 'em up and then... we need to name the new Chief."

"I thought we figured out that was you?"

Misty smiled. "Officially. Damn, that's a lot of paperwork."

"After this?" The stallion chuckled. "I could use some simple paperwork."

Manehattan Police Station

As Misty and Thunderlane walked Dusk and Midnight into the station, Soarin and Vapor joined Coco who was with the recruits. Coco was checking Angel's shoulder with a cloth.

"You did good," Soarin said with a smile. "All of you."

"Especially me, right?" Asked Wild Fire. "I'm the one who shot Midnight."

"Yes, you did very good," the stallion replied. "Hell of a shot. But, I think we've all earned a rest after what we went through." He then looked at Angel. "How's the shoulder?"

"It's fine," she said, eyeing her cut. "Just grazed me a little."

Soarin nodded. "Alright, then. Let's hit the showers and call it a day."