May 3rd. 3:30 A.M.

Saik City.

Rushy and also W are outside the canteen, alone. The rain is not so aggressive although it hasn't stopped yet. W raises his arms while getting wet. Rushy smiles. "Your first shower in days, boy?"

"Uh... something like that," whispers W. "I'm trying to relax."

Rushy nods. "Yeah," he says. "I understand..."

"You understand?" says W, angrily. "You understand that my whole family was killed by the same man?"

"Yeah," says Rushy. "Believe it or not, Bedmaker, we share a lot of things. Families, childhoods, thoughts, addictions..."

"And how well do you know me to say that we share lots of things?"

"My father was murdered by the Plegovichs, Bedmaker. My mother left my family a long time ago so my father was the only one around me in my childhood days and then, they took him away from me. I was also betrayed like you, W. They manipulated me like a fucking marionette... and I ended up in La Lima, turning myself into a drug addict to forget my old days... I tried cocaine, heroin, benzodiazepines... but the day my drug mule passed away because of a speedball overdose... I decided to leave that shit, and that's the moment when I said... wait, what the hell am I doing? I am no avenging my father's death... and I realized Ieft Ushin, only to slowly turn myself into an alter-ego... a tough guy... a crazy old man with a funny and cool ushanka on his head."

"Rushy," says W. "Fucking speedballs... I never tried them but a friend of mine told me they were a guillotine... oh my," says W, rubbing his head. "I hope that friend, Dream Raider, is OK..."

"Maybe he is," says Rushy. "If he survived speedballs..."

"Wait..." says W. "Let's not change the topic... tell me about the Bitch..."

Rushy sighs and looks at the clouds, taking his ushanka off his head, revealing he is bald. "Well... I joined the Plegovichs in 1993, or the Red Beast in that epoch, which was slowly turning to the infamous gang ruled by the Plegovich Brothers: The Sovia."

"Why was it called Sovia?"

"Because of their grandfather, Soviatto. Soviatto taught Public Property how to survive as a gangster, and Public Property taught his sons the same shit. Every Plegovich had the same ideology that Nikolai told you, and that was the problem that caused your father's death."

"H... How?"

"It all started in 1994."

1994.

There are six men and a woman on a warehouse, smoking and waiting for someone: They are Montreal, Nicholas Plegovich, a young Ushin and his father Glasnost, a young colonel Karzov (a fellow of Public Property), and last but not least, a small, fat man with dark red hair, yellow wrinkled skin, a dark red tuxedo with a white shirt and a black tie, along with smart black shoes. That man, who's sitting on a chair smoking a cigar, it's Public Property, the boss of them all and Nicholas and Montreal Plegovich's father. Next to him, there is his sister-in-law, Minerva, on a wheelchair while laughing.

Suddenly, three men enter the warehouse: a light-blue skinned guy with orange hair and an eye patch, a brown-skinned young man with light blue eyes and brown hair, and finally a blue-skinned man with orange hair and a chin beard. The eye patch man and the brown-skinned man are wearing smart pants, a white t-shirt and a black shirt, while the blue-skinned man is only wearing jeans and a white t-shirt that says: BEST DAD IN LOS MANTOS! These men are specifically Ron (the one with the eye patch), Mortimer Blueblood (the brown-haired man) and finally, W's father, Wade Waters. Wade doesn't know, but Ron is actually planning how to turn his back on him, to obtain the city of Los Mantos.

Meanwhile, Jack, who is only a rookie gangster, and Abe, who is in Canterlot with his wife, haven't been called by the Plegovichs.

"OH YEAH! OH YEAH!" shouts Wade Waters. "Guess who's gonna be a dad... again?"

"What?" says Plegovich, smiling. "Really man? Are you gonna be a father again?"

Everyone starts cheering for Wade. "Yeah!" says Wade. "And Ron will be his godfather."

Ron looks at Wade, confused. "His? Are you gonna have a boy?" he says.

Wade's smile disappears. "Oh, shit..." he says. "I revealed it... Wanda will fucking kick my ass."

Everyone laughs at Wade's reaction. However, Public Property shouts out another man: "Hey, hey!" he says. "Hey, hey, look at... look at my pal Blueblood!"

Everyone claps again, but this time for Blueblood. "Recently released from fucking jail," says Blueblood. "Only to do the S.A.M.O. again."

Everyone laughs again and Wade starts asking Blueblood for Jean-Michel Basquiat, who was also called SAMO, until Public Property shouts again.

"Hey! Hey!" he says, coughing. "Hey... I called you three for... something."

"Yeah," says Ron. "We've been waiting for this for a whole week. It calls my attention that you didn't call neither Jacky Kid nor Abe..."

"A whole week?" says Wade. "Montreal called me two weeks ago. And yeah... What's the matter, boys? Where are Mostacho and Jacobo?"

"We called you because we thought you were the chosen ones, both Abe and the rookie can wait," answers Montreal.

"For what?" says Blueblood.

"For this," answers Plegovich, pointing at a small folder that says: PUBLIC PROPERTY PROJECT: DO NOT OPEN!

"Ron, Blueblood and my father?"

"Yeah," says Rushy. "I looked at the three of them. They were wild, young... Plegovich was trying to make them those super gangsters with some pills, you know, but never got something complete. Everything he got was just... a pile of nothing. Nevertheless, he was sure of one goddamn thing: he wanted to do that before his father passed away. He had cancer. Lung cancer."

"Too many cigars," whispers W.

"Yeah... too many son-of-a-bitch thing, too."

"And... what happened then?"

"Plegovich was pretty desperate and started calling everyone only to have a big group of guys behind him... knowing that they will bring the President of Equestria down... I think the President in 1994 was... um... uh, god..."

"I wasn't even born in 1994, so..."

"It doesn't matter, the thing was... your father read the project... but he rejected it. He thought it was so evil... something that a gangster shouldn't do... he thought about... um... he was the gangster with a white glove, the gangster against authority, the gangster against repressive masses, the gangster against power, corrupted power... but the Plegovichs were fucking greedy assholes with the black glove... wanted everything for them, to them, only them... they didn't care if innocent people were harmed on the way, son. You know what your father did?"

"What?"

"He threatened the whole family. He threatened Public Property, the Plegovich Brothers, Minerva, Colonel Karzov, my father, also me, ha, ha... he told us he was going to write the whole plan on sheets of papers with no name on it and will throw them on the streets of Los Mantos, revealing their names. Your father was a fucking maniac... but he was brave."

"He was the Mantos' Hero after all," whispers W.

"Yeah... and after that, it was obvious that Wade had to run away... I later discovered he had an argument with Plegovich and sent you to a guy named Fletcher."

"Yeah, an old friend of him, Fletcher..." says W, and he opens his mouth again. "Oh my... Fletcher... also Fletcher, where is him?"

"Don't worry now," says Rushy. "He may be alive."

"I hope... and what... what happened after that? Well, I know, but..."

"Sadly, shit happened in Los Mantos. Gangsters started looking at Wade Waters like a different thing. He was not like them... your father was... different, you know?"

W nods his head. "Yeah."

"He had a big city, and gangsters said... he had so many dirt on his hands and didn't want to do anything. People started to go after him, betraying him, including his most loyal partners, Ron The Pirate Delight and also Gordo Jameson. That's when your father made a fatal decision that, in my opinion, indirectly killed him: he asked the Plegovichs for help. He was desperate."

W remembers that letter.

"Plegovich:

I seriously need your help now. Half of my workers are only thinking about bringing me down... My kid Walter was born a month ago and since then things got worse. Ron Delight, my great friend... he is also on the other side. He wants the city. He wants to bring me down. I am thinking about moving to Wayneville with Wanda and the kids but please... I need someone to cover me for a while."

"Yeah," says W. "Pretty desperate."

"That killed him, apart from another thing. Two weeks after that argument, my father and Public Property broke up. They weren't friends anymore... and in 1995, both of them died. My father was killed and Public Property died of cancer. Plegovich betrayed me, your father was murdered... and I stayed in La Lima with no information at all, until a guy called Vikovzky arrived in 1997."

"Vikovzky?"

"He was a stupid guy that worked for Plegovich. He told me Plegovich found your father's address on Wayneville because Ron told Plegovich where he was during an ambush."

W's blood freezes. "W... What?"

"The Pirate wanted to betray your father because he wanted Los Mantos... but soon he found out his friend's life was more important than a city. The problem was... he realized that when it was too late."

April 1995. A month ago, in March 1995, Wade was so desperately trying to find someone to help him that he asked Plegovich for help... Plegovich answered the letter because he wanted to know a specific address (to look for him and kill him)... but Wade suddenly knew this was a whole mistake and never answered him again. Plegovich wanted to look for him, to catch him like a cat grabs a mouse. April 1995. A cold night in Los Mantos. A young Ron Delight, with no Abe or Jack on his side, gets kidnapped by the Plegovichs while he was sleeping. He later appears on a warehouse, tied to a chair. The Pirate with no eye patch and only with slips open his only eye and looks at the Plegovich brothers, along with a young Grey Blackle handled with a leash. There is also a pale man: Vikovzky, the man Rushy was talking about.

"Ron fucking Delight," says Plegovich. "Where were we?"

"What... what... what the fuck?" says the Pirate. "Pleg... Plegovich? NO! NO! LET ME GO!"

"Shut the hell up or I'll let this little pet go for you!" shouts Montreal while holding Grey Blackle, who is trying to bite Ron's legs. "You know why are you tied to a chair, looking at us holding Grey... you know."

"No," says Ron. "No idea."

"Oh, come on!" shouts Plegovich. "Don't you know, you stupid?"

"Well..." says Ron while calming himself down. "Yeah."

"So? What are you waiting for?" says Nicholas, while holding Ron's face. "Are you going to tell me where is Wade Waters or not?"

The Pirate spits at Plegovich's face and shouts: "Fuck you!" shouts Ron Delight. "FUCK YOU!"

"Hey, Vikovzky," says Plegovich while cleaning his face. "Bring the magical cloth."

"Fuck you," whispers Ron Delight. "Fuck that magical cloth too. Fuck Vikovzky."

"Ohhh," says Plegovich while approaching Ron Delight. "Would you rather... feeling you are drowning to death while having your face covered with a cloth or... let my little dog Grey Blackle to do his job? Choice's on you, Pirate... unless you tell me which is Wade Waters' address in Wayneville."

"What?" says Ron Delight. "No! You're wrong! He's not living in Wayneville!"

"Yes, he is," says Montreal. "He was so fucking desperate because of his kingdom's fall that he wrote a letter to us asking for help... fucking dork..."

Ron Delight closes his eyes and sighs while Plegovich spits him back on the face. Montreal Plegovich starts laughing while looking at the tortured soul trying to come up to a conclusion. "So?" says Montreal. "Vikovzky, the cloth!"

"Wayneville," whispers Ron Delight. Both Plegovich brothers raise his eyebrows, smiling.

"What?" says Nicholas. "You said?"

"Wayneville," says Ron Delight. "It's on... um... uh... it's on 23rd Street. Silver Building. Apartment... The apartment... um... 5-C."

Plegovich chuckles. "The fifth floor?" he asks.

"Yeah," answers the Pirate. Suddenly, Vikovzky lets him go and Plegovich sits on the floor with Ron Delight.

"You see, Ron," says Nicholas. "You wanna know why Montreal and I are not killing you... but will kill Wade Waters instead?" Ron doesn't answer. "You know, I always wanted to have an enemy... an enemy who stayed as a witness... a witness of every single one of my feats... If I kill both Wade and you, it would make no sense because... who am I going to mock and torture for all my life if my both rejecters were murdered?"

"Besides," says Montreal. "Last days you were so submissive..."

"That's right!" shouts Plegovich. "That's right... I agree with Montreal. What's happening to you, Blackbeard? When I met you back in the eighties... you were the toughest around, man... and now you give up... you give in... you give your friend's life to his enemy, along with his wife's lives... and who knows? Maybe his sons' lives..."

"You won't do anything to Willy and Walt," whispers Ron Delight. "If you ever touch them..."

"Oh, I see..." says Plegovich. "Well, you gave me Waters' address too fast, so I let you go on this one... I won't kill their sons. However, may I know why are you so submissive nowadays, Ron?"

Ron only looks at Plegovich in his eyes. "You will lose, Plegovich. You will fucking lose."

Montreal, Vikovzky, Plegovich and even Blackle laugh. "Oh," says Vikovzky. "And how do you know that?"

Ron looks at Vikovzky now and smiles. "He's with me."

W and Rushy look at each other in the middle of the rain. "And who was him?"

"Who?"

"The guy Ron said to Vikovzky."

Rushy raises his shoulders. "No idea. Vikovzky never told me about that guy, and he died in 1999 because of an overdose so... he died with that secret."

"Jack?" says W. "Abe?"

"You?" says Rushy.

"That's impossible," answers the Bedmaker. "I was months old when that happened."

Rushy laughs. "Yeah, how dumb am I sometimes... sorry."

"It's OK, buddy," he answers. "Let's go back to the canteen."

Canterlot High. May 3rd. 7:00 A.M.

Although Plegovich closed Canterlot High for a while, he decided to re-open it.

Lucas talked with the Blue Mares hours before all of this happened. While Doom Kid is on his way to riddle La Lima on its whole, a beige-skinned, hoary man (with a sprinkling of blonde) who has a white shirt, smart pants, black shoes and aviator lenses is on the front of Canterlot High, along with three other men. That man is Howlman, also known as the evil guy Rotten Scripture, a veteran gangster who works for Plegovich, and also the man who killed Jack's father, the journalist Edinburgh Tyler, a.k.a. The Gangster Hunter.

Howlman met Public Property on the '80s and they discovered both of them shared ideas: they thought Equestria's Political Parties were not worth enough to control the country. They thought Equestria was lost, was in a freefall and the only ones who could save it were them. Themselves, with their fascist thoughts. That's why they became close friends, but Howlman decided not to leave his job as a lawyer on Vegas & Howlman, a famous attorney office on Manehattan. However, when Edinburgh Tyler found out he had several connections with the mafia, he decided to kill him personally. Public Property gave him his house address, and he went there and shot the journalist in the head. Edinburgh knew this was going to happen, so he left to his only son Jack a letter that saved his life. He is now Jack Tyler, our guy. Nevertheless, his persona fell into a meltdown in the '90s when they discovered he covered up a Plegovich on a case. The cops tried to arrest him but he escaped on time, only to work as a Plegovich rookie until the present day.

"Here it is, boys," says Howlman. "Canterlot High." Howlman looks at the entrance door which has a sheet of paper: "NO FASCISTS". He slowly rips it off and tears it up while looking at his three men. "Which was the name of the guy we had to grab?"

"Zephyr Breeze," answers one of the men. "He has been staying for hours asking all students about his sister, Fluttershy, and a friend of her called Rainbow Dash."

"Ok," says Howlman. "Was it... green skin... the hippie one?" The gangsters nod their heads and they enter. Once they step inside the school, the students shut their mouths and look at the four men walking on the hallways. Suddenly, Celestia and Luna appear and stop walking while looking at them. Howlman looks at them and says: "I'll talk to you later."

Minutes later, they find Zephyr Breeze on the music room, holding a keyboard. "Zephyr Breeze?" asks one of the gangsters while looking at him. The guy looks at them and knows something is not OK.

"Um... who are you?" he asks.

"No, no, no," says Howlman. "Firstly, you answer our question... are you Zephyr Breeze?"

He thinks about what's he going to do. Will he nod his head? Will he shake? Will he lie? Will he sacrifice himself? For whom? For what? What should he do? "Ummm... no," he says. "I have no idea who is that guy."

Howlman laughs. "You dumbass... we already know you are Zephyr Breeze, bitch. To the ground."

"Sorry!" shouts Zephyr Breeze. "If I hurt you, sorry. If I... if, if..."

"To. The. Ground," says Howlman, and Zephyr Breeze sits on the ground. "On your knees."

Zephyr Breeze sighs. "But..."

"Don't you understand, fuck-face?" says one of the gangsters. "On your fucking knees."

Zephyr Breeze kneels in front of Howlman and his men, and one of the gangsters closes the door. Suddenly, Howlman approaches Zephyr Breeze and also kneels in front of him too. They look at each other for a couple of seconds, until one of the gangsters tasers Zephyr Breeze and he shouts of pain.

"Aaargghhh!" shouts Zephyr Breeze, desperately to let him go.

"Keep tasing him until he passes out!" shouts Howlman, and then he leaves the room to go for his another objective.

Howlman sits in front of Celestia and Luna, in the Principal's Office. Luna offers him a cup of tea, but Howlman denies it.

"You know why I am here," says Howlman.

"For tasing my students without my authorization?" says Principal Celestia.

"Um... not only that," says Howlman. "But also I came to warn you."

"For what?"

"There was a sheet of paper on the school's entrance," he says. "It said... no fascists. What you mean with that?"

Celestia and Luna raise their shoulders. "We have no idea of who was the one who stuck that sheet of paper on the door."

"Ha," says Howlman. "But you didn't even try to rip it off, don't you?" The Principals don't answer. "See?" he says. "This is a warning... and it only happens once in a lifetime, Celestia and Luna. The second time won't be the same thing."

Howlman leaves the school without saying anything, while his three men carry a fainted Zephyr Breeze through the hallways until they get him inside a car.

La Lima. May 3rd. 09:00 A.M.

Doom Kid looks at his phone while staying in La Lima, lost in his thoughts after Frith, the infamous gangster with only three toes in one of his feet, words about Plegovich. He has to stay there because of Plegovich's crazy mind, and he doesn't want to leave La Lima because he doesn't know what Plegovich may do if he does it. Then, he gets a text message from Lucas Plegovich, the nephew.

"Doom Kid: Tell your men they need to get rid of some bitches in Saik. They killed Garry and maybe there."

Doom Kid's eyes almost come out of its orbits. "WHAT?" he shouts. "Garry's what?"

"Garry what, Kid?" says Little Billy, one of Plegovich's workers.

"Somebody killed him," says Doom Kid, and all of the gangsters who were working around him stop to look at the one-armed boy in silence.

"Holy shit..." whispers Little Billy. "Who?"

"No idea," says Doom Kid. "Lucas has just sent me a text message and told me to get rid of them so..."

"Oh..." says Little Billy. "Ey, Big K."

Everyone looks now at an enormous, robust, cyan-skinned bald man with green eyes who is wearing a black shirt and worn-out jeans. His unique presence, with tattoos covering his arms, an ear-ring in his left ear and golden and silver grills on his teeth, is notorious. His name is Big Kahuna, one of Little Billy's friends and a gangster who works for Plegovich. "Bill," he says.

"Do me a favour," says Little Billy. "Can you lead an ambush to Saik?"

Big Kahuna raises an eyebrow. "You think I'm not tough enough?"

Little Billy laughs. "Of course you are tough enough, Big K! I just want you to lead the ambush, kill the men who killed Garry and then come back. I'll give you 50 bucks if you do it."

"50?" says Big K. "150."

The gangsters gather around Big Kahuna and Little Billy, who are saying bigger and bigger numbers. "How about... 300?" says Little Billy.

"650," answers Big K.

"No, wait, wait," says Little Billy. "That's too much... how about... 400."

"400..." says Big Kahuna. "Deal."

Little Billy and Big Kahuna do a handshake and the big man calls out for several men. Minutes later, three men who were called out by Kahuna appear. "Hey, boys... how about 400 for an ambush in Saik?" he says.

"I've heard what you said with Lil Billy," answers one of the men. "100 each... no shit."

"No, no," says Big Kahuna. "400 each."

"WHAT?" shouts Little Billy. "Hell no, you bitch! I've only said 400 for you! Not 400 for each one!"

"Well, this time I change the bet, Bill, you invented it and you did the handshake."

"Fuck off!" says Little Billy while drawing a gun. Doom Kid interferes and gets in the middle of the fight.

"Woah Woah, stop!" shouts Doom Kid. "If you come back, Kahuna, I'll give you 1600. We still have The National Bank's Secret Room out there, filled with money. God's sake..."

"Um... ok, then, but you promised, Doom Kid," answers Big Kahuna.

"Yeah... if you come back," says Doom Kid before hearing Big Kahuna laughing near his face. Then, the four men get inside a car and will eventually be the ambush of Saik.

At the same time, at 11:00 A.M, Grey Blackle, who is locked inside the fort with Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie and Applejack, has remained silent and calm, waiting for the right moment to escape. He's thinking, sleeping. The Rainbooms have been trying to talk to him but he is unconscious almost all the time. Kobolov is looking at his phone while drinking a cup of coffee outside the mysterious fort in Manehattan. Colonel Karzov is next to him, looking at his reflection on a small water pond. Then, Ragamuffin appears and sits next to Kobolov.

"How you doin', kid?" says Kobolov.

"Quite good, quite bad," says Ragamuffin. "My uncle hasn't sent me a text message since the previous night. He told me he was going to tell me today when he was going to take me to Cabbage Town but... I haven't received anything."

Kobolov nods his head while drinking his coffee. "Chalk was your uncle, right?"

"Yeah, he is."

"Hmmm... he may be sleeping, or drunk. I've known your uncle for years, kid. I know how he deals with life."

A second later, in all of a sudden, Kobolov receives a text message.

"Kobolov:

Tell Ragamuffin and Karzov not to move from the fort until things calm down. Garry's dead. Do your best at retaining the four Rainbooms. Tell Ragamf his uncle Chalk is dead.

• Lucas."

Kobolov reads that message and slowly turns the mobile phone off, shocked. That was... a not-so-good piece of news. Ragamuffin looks at Kobolov, surprised. "What happened?" the kid asks.

Kobolov wants to talk but doesn't know how to now. "Uh... um... yo-yo-your uncle is dead."

Ragamuffin's skin fades to white. "What?"

"I... I have no idea who killed him but... Lucas has just sent me a text message."

Ragamuffin does not react and just gets up. Karzov comes back and looks at the scenario. Then the kid goes inside and closes the door. Karzov sits on where he was. "What happened?" says the veteran colonel.

"Garry's dead... and just in case we will have to keep you here for a while until things calm down..."

"What? Really?" says Karzov while looking at his former soldier. "Shit... that's..."

"Indescribable," says Kobolov. "Unbelievable."

"Who did it?"

Kobolov raises his shoulders. "No idea."

Karzov and Kobolov look at the cloudy sky in silence.

Half an hour later, there is also another man looking at the cloudy sky. W is still on Saik City. Six hours ago, Jack, Abe, Rushy, Big Mac and him carried the bodies who were inside the canteen to the coast, near the Equestrian Sea. Big Mac almost threw up while looking at the four dead men along with Stinky Herb and Herbie's indescribable smell but all of them calmed him down. Now he is walking around the canteen, stepping on the wet streets after the thunderstorm which is not there anymore, and he suddenly finds Twilight doing the same thing.

"Oh," says W., "I thought you were sleeping."

"Sleeping?" whispers Twilight. "No. I don't feel too well."

"Um... why?"

Twilight looks at W. "Are you kidding me?"

"Well, this whole thing is shit, yeah, but we'll get out of it."

"No, I'm not talking about the whole thing, I'm talking about... I killed someone, W."

"Twilight," says W, while touching Twilight's shoulders. "You killed a man who deserved to die."

"But I don't kill anyone, W!" she shouts. "I'm not a killer, I'm a Rainboom!"

"Well, you killed him because you were in a state of mental rage and you wanted revenge, it's understandable..."

"It's understandable for you because you are a gangster, W!"

W sighs while looking at Twilight's shocked face. "Yeah, you are right but... things happen, you know? Just breath, accept it and leave it behind, Twilight. You killed a bad man," says W while walking away.

"And..."

"And what, Twilight?"

"And how many bad men did you kill?"

W stops and takes another breath. "Why do you want to know that?"

"I don't know... uh... have you ever felt like this... have you ever felt guilty of taking someone's life?"

W rubs his head. "It's no time for these questions.."

"Have you?"

W raises his shoulders. "Yeah, sometimes I feel guilty, sometimes not. It depends on the guy." W stops talking and walks away, but then he turns around again: "You see, Twilight, it's hard to explain but... we grew up in two completely different ways, I don't know you for the whole but... I know you don't share the same perspective as me. I grew up talking to the equestrian society's most crazy psychopaths, and this Plegovich is just one of them. And you..." he says, pointing at Twilight with his finger. "I don't know how was your childhood but... you grew up talking to the kindest, most loyal, honest, generous people that has ever existed. Besides, did you grow up with your parents?"

Twilight Sparkle slowly nods her head. "Yeah... Mr Night Light and Ms Twilight Velvet."

"Mr Night Light... Twilight Velvet..." says W. "The chemists?"

"Yeah, they won a Nobel Prize in 1996..."

"See?" says W, chuckling. "My parents died in 1995 when I was months old. Plegovich killed them. I never talked to them. My first words... they weren't there. When I started walking on my own, they also weren't there... and when you grow up alone in a world full of psychopaths trying to find who killed your parents, your mind starts collecting memories, advises, and your perspective of life morphs into... something so strange and weird..." W rubs his head. "Sorry, sorry... I went out of the edge."

"It's OK..." says Twilight. "I think I... understood."

"Yeah," says W. "That's why I don't feel guilty sometimes, Twilight, especially inside this thing, at this right moment, on this day. I'm getting rid of the men who killed my family, my roots... that's what I call revenge."

W turns around and looks at the Dazzlings. They heard it all. "I didn't know the Bedmaker was such a deep man," answers Adagio with a grin on her face.

"I agree," says Aria.

W looks behind the Dazzlings. There is a car moving in the distance. "What the hell is that?" he says.

"What?" says Adagio, and then she turns around and looks at the car, which has stopped on the city's entrance because of the other cars that are staying there, which were driven by the gangsters who died while listening to the Dazzlings' voices the night before.

"Let's go," says W. "Right now."

"Why?" asks the Dazzlings, and then W and Twilight run away. The Dazzlings do the same and the five of them enter a house next to the canteen, where Jack, Abe, Rushy, Spike and Big Mac are staying. Twilight stays in the house while W tells the other men there is a car on the entrance. Before getting out, W grabs the pills' box, which was hidden under a mattress and stays near the entrance door.

"What are you doing?" hears W while looking through a window.

"What?" whispers W while looking around. Jack, Abe and Rushy are looking through another window, while Spike, Big Mac, Twilight and the Dazzlings are behind them.

"I'm not physically present right now. What are you doing with the box?"

"I'm taking it."

"If you want to use the pills to get rid of the men who have just stopped, don't do it. You mustn't use them right now."

"Oh, come on..." whispers W while looking at the car, very low. Four men get down from it. "Why?"

"You must use them against Doom Kid in La Lima... today."

"Today? Didn't you tell me today was not a day to go to La Lima?"

"I revised the future events again, and we have to hurry up Bedmaker. The things that I told you that will happen in La Lima have been made. Once you get rid of these guys... you should go to La Lima."

W chuckles. "Great," he whispers, and then he looks at all of them: "What should we do?"

Jack looks at W now. "Well... I think we should go out... only the two of us with Abe and Rushy."

"Are you sure?" says Rushy. "I would say... let them have fun for a while..."

"Nah," says Abe. "We'll go."

"But we don't have guns," says Adagio.

"Or anything," says Big Mac. "We are unarmed."

"Yeah," says Aria. "When was the last time you all fired a gun? 2 AM?"

"Um... my gun still has ammo," says Jack. "You think...?"

"We'll go," says W, while looking at the box. "Let me do the job."

"How?"

W looks at the box again. Event told him not to use the pills for this... but he knows this is the only way to kill those men... will he do it? Is he sure? "Trust me," says the man while walking away from the window. Then, he stands in front of the entrance door next to the windows while swallowing the power pill.

"What are you trying to do?" says Jack while everyone is looking. "You say trust me and that's it."

W only looks at his hands while feeling guilty of what he has just done. He swallowed the pill Event didn't want him to swallow now. "Just... trust me. I'll explain later."

"And you will go alone?" says Rushy, but then W closes the door while looking at the four men.

On the other hand, Big Kahuna and his three men look at W.

"Hey," says one of them. "That guy..."

The three men and Big Kahuna draw their guns but don't do anything. They are just looking at him, coming to them. "You think he's gonna talk, Big K?" asks another man. "It seems he's not carrying any weapons."

"Can you tell me what the hell is this guy doing?" says Adagio. "Is he going to commit suicide?"

Seconds later, W looks at Big Kahuna on its whole. Big, robust and tough. He slowly takes a look at his neck. Then, he looks at the other three men holding their handguns. "Hi," says W, while looking at Big Kahuna's neck.

"Hi," says Big Kahuna. "Why are you looking so long to my face? Do I like you, kid?"

The gangsters laugh while hearing Big Kahuna's mock. "Nah," answers W. "Firstly, I'm trying to figure out something," he says while stretching his hand. "And secondly, I'm not looking at your face."

W opens his hand and fastly moves it to the left. At the same time, the workers' necks are brutally moved to the left and are broken. Big Kahuna gets scared and throws his gun away while his partners fall to the floor, dead.

"Hey, wait," says Big Kahuna, desperate. "This wasn't my idea. It was Doom Kid's... he sent me, man. Don't kill me. Besides I'm scared of Plegovich,"

"Not today," says W, and then he breaks his neck and hits the wet floor. However, W starts feeling quite bad and turns around, only to look at someone with a gun. The man fires his weapon and W fastly falls to the floor.

"Hey!" shouts Discord. "Jackpot! Hahaha!"

W gets up and realizes he was never shot or hit by a pellet, all this time Discord was holding an airgun. W takes this as a really bad joke, but then Event appears and starts strangling W.

"You stupid! You are stupid! I TOLD YOU!" Event keeps strangling W while getting out his sunglasses."DON'T TAKE THE PILL!"

"It was the only way I could have killed them!"

"Of course not!" shouts Event while letting W go. "You could have riddled them with gunfire, but no... you took the pill!"

"It is only a fucking pill, Event!"

"But you took that pill now, you can't take the other one on La Lima... and trust me, you will need that, boy."

"Why?" says W, while approaching Event. "Can you tell me at least what's happening in La Lima, for god's sake?"

"Wanna know why I didn't want you or anyone of your group to be on La Lima right now?"

"I'm all ears."

"Doom Kid and his men have killed every inhabitant of La Lima."

W raises his eyebrows, shocked. "...what?"

"Yeah. Doom Kid is not alone, and that's why I wanted you to take the pill... it is your only way to survive."

"Well..." says W., "I think I'd take another one."

"You think this is easy," says Event. "Two pills in less than four hours... it can kill you easily, W. Your human body can't resist so much contained magic."

"I don't care," says W. "I'll do it to hold the future straight."

"But you may hardly survive," says Event.

"And you need to be safe and sound for the duel."

"Discord!"

"Wait, what?" says W, shocked. "What duel?"

Event sighs. "The last time you reveal things, Discord. Bedmaker... the only way to survive and to kill Doom Kid... is using the pill and then having a Lima duel against him."

"A Lima duel?" says W. "On the Main Street?"

"Yes."

"You know those duels are until death, right? I need to kill Doom Kid to win. That's no shit, Event."

"And that's why I wanted you to use the pill."

"But I can't cheat, Event. It's a Lima duel."

"Come on, Waters!" shouts Event. "All of the inhabitants of La Lima are dead! You think someone will care if you are cheating or not?" Then, Event calms down and keeps saying: "Besides, no Lima guys, no rules. Everyone can cheat."

"Even Doom Kid."

"See?" says Event while taking a breath. "That's why I didn't want you to take the pill now. If you take that pill again on La Lima... it will be hard to get through."

W takes a breath. "Ok," says W. "I'll resist."

"I hope," says Event. "If you die, there's no way back."

Event and Discord fade in the air and disappear. The time comes back to normal while everyone gets out of the house. Jack, Abe and Rushy are the first ones who arrive at the cars. "What the hell was that?" says Jack, confused. "How do... how did you kill them? Uh..."

"Look," says W, stretching his arms. "It's a long story. Remember when I told you Plegovich's plan? Um... it's quite a long story."

"You have powers?" says Abe. "All of a sudden? Out of nowhere?"

"Wait a moment..." says Twilight. "How did you earn these powers when you are not an Element of Harmony?"

W sighs and shows everyone the box filled with pills. He opens it and shows everyone the box. "These things are used by Plegovich and his henchmen to earn magical powers. They brought Strict Proclamation down thanks to these things, and now I am taking them to fight against them."

"But..." says Twilight, looking at the pills. "How did he replicate magic?"

"Through the late dictator Verminium's magic," answers W. "They stole its magic from the other side, the pony world, and turned it into these pills."

"W... wow," says Adagio, covering her mouth.

"Wasn't Verminium that weird guy with big, big sideburns?" asks Sonata, rubbing her head.

"But how did they do it?" asks Jack.

"The princesses of the pony world, who curiously are Celestia and Luna, told me they hid the bags in a kind of forest and they robbed it."

"And did they give you the box?" asks Abe.

"Um... no," says W. "I robbed it by my own, and when I came back... it was still with me." No one answers now. They only look at W in silence until the Bedmaker talks: "Um... these guys told me something. Something not very kind."

"What, boy?" says Rushy, chuckling. "These guys' things are always not very kind."

"Well, it's about La Lima..." says W, and Rushy's smile disappears.

"No," says Rushy. "Tell me... it is not what I'm thinking."

"Did they...?" asks Abe, until W interrupts.

"They killed them all."

Rushy kneels on the wet ground while rubbing his head with one hand and touching the ground with the other one. He is not crying, but he slowly takes a long, long breath and releases all the carbon dioxide that was in his lungs. Jack, Abe and Spike look at each other, shocked, while the Dazzlings, Twilight and Big Mac haven't completely understood the problem. "Rico... Marcel... Duchamp..." whispers Rushy. "They killed them all..."

"Yes," says W.

Rushy gets up and stretches his hands, touching W's shoulders. "We'll kill those motherfuckers... now."

"Now?" shouts Adagio. "Are you crazy?"

"I don't care if you will come with me," says Rushy. "I'll go to La Lima to kill those bitches, alone or not. Who's with me?"

W chuckles and raises his hand. "I'll go," he answers but then he coughs and spits something while covering his mouth with his forearm. Once he gets the forearm out of his mouth, he looks at his dirty brown trenchcoat stained with red. He also has a red liquid coming out of his mouth. Blood.

"The pills," says Jack. "Those pills may be slowly killing you."

W feels frightened while hearing that, especially because Event told him two pills in less than four hours can be deathly. "I hope not," whispers W. "We should go to La Lima now. Who's with Rushy and me?"

Abe and Jack slowly raise their hand. Then Spike. Then Sonata. Then Big Mac. The only ones remaining are Adagio, Aria and Twilight. "Twilight, Big Mac, Spike," says W. "You will stay inside the cars, safe. We and the Dazzlings may do the jobs."

"Oh, come on!" says Spike.

"Great!" shouts Adagio. "More people to fight against? No thanks!"

"Yup," says W. "But we have to do that if you want to get rid of Plegovich."

Adagio and Aria look at each other, and a minute later, they slowly raise their hands. Twilight is the last one and decides to participate, but not to get out of the car. Minutes later, the crew is divided into two groups:

• Rushy, W and the Dazzlings get in Big Kahuna's car.
• Jack, Abe, Twilight, Big Mac and Spike get in one of the cars that were used by the gangsters who died on the city's entrance last night.

While checking the car, W accidentally opens the glovie in Big Kahuna's car and finds something interesting. There is a CD in the glovie. The Bedmaker grabs it and looks at the cover: The Bends by Radiohead. W turns it around and reads the back:

"Ey, Big K:
I don't forget you told me you wanted to listen to Street Spirit (Fade Out)on a rainy night, man. That's what I bought the CD for you, pal. I'm not keen on these dudes, but I listened to that song, and it feels like somebody is eating me alive, man. It is worse than that Metallica song, Fade to Black.

• Your pal Frith."

W chuckles while reading the back. When he was younger, between his teenage years and his early twenties, he used to listen to Radiohead, especially that album, Kid A. Maybe, for the first time in his life, he finds something in common with a Plegovich henchman. Both of them, Big Kahuna and him, liked to listen to this song on a rainy night. Then, from out of nowhere, a quote comes out of his mind, his troubled perspective.

"Have you ever felt guilty of taking someone's life?"

Twilight asked him that question, and he thought at first it was just a stupid question from a shocked rich teenage student, but now that question has truly shocked him now. He... he feels guilty of killing Big Kahuna. He worked for Plegovich, a man who deserves to die, maybe he was sent by Doom Kid, another man who deserves to die but him... he was just a needle in the hay, like him right now. Both of them were needles in that Plegovich hay until now. He's dead and Plegovich is looking for W now. He takes a breath while opening the CD case. Rushy accelerates.

"Umm... what are you doing?" asks Adagio. Rushy looks at W grabbing the CD and looking at it. He looks at the car stereo player and puts the CD inside.

"Um... what?" says Rushy. "Why are you putting that CD?"

W doesn't answer while hearing the wind effects of the first song on the album, Planet Telex. He starts skipping and skipping every song until arriving at the last song: Street Spirit (Fade Out)

The song starts playing. "Oh," says Rushy. "What a sad song."

"Let this play until we arrive, Rushy," answers W., "I think I'm about to die."

"Excuse me," says Aria. "We all can die here, mister."

W smiles while cleaning his blood from his mouth and then, taking a look at the pills' bo, thinking about Event's warning. Will he take the second pill on La Lima? Will he resist? He only whispers: "You don't understand."

While both cars are leaving Saik City, W takes a last look at the city, by looking at Big Kahuna's corpse on the wet ground. Then he turns around and thinks of several things while looking through the window and listening to the song:

• Plegovich.
• The remaining Rainbooms.
• Ron.
• Trixie.
• Big Kahuna.
• His parents.
• Event and Discord.
• Celestia and Luna.
• His life.

But now, he only thinks about his life while holding the pills and the Radiohead's CD. Meanwhile, Garry's corpse, along with the others, are slowly getting inside the deep sea.

Author's Note

Prepare for next chapter...

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