The Girls

Fancy Pants pulled up at his pants as he finished plugging in the final wire to his little detonator and timer.

Prenchie hadn’t given him enough warning to set up, but he knew the stakes after she had explained everything. If Protectorate Sod was here, then he had to quickly get him off their backs before he realized what they were doing.

It had been some time since Milly Mulcher had come back into Prenchie’s life and truth be told, Fancy actually thought it was better Mulcher wasn’t around. She usually only brought trouble with her, which was what was going on right now.

This was Fancy’s favourite safe house, but she had to protect Prenchie.

“You owe me again, Fleur.” He primed the switch and started a timer for three minutes. He would be sure to get some form of payment later.

With everything set, the blue haired man took off like a lightning bolt, just not as fast as one, racing down the stairs and away from the apartment block.

Prenchie wanted a distraction and this was definitely a distraction she’d be proud of.

As the boom sounded somewhere beyond their hideout walls, Prenchie smiled to herself and looked at the cameras on her phone. She spotted Protectorate Sod’s head turn in the direction of the explosion and she was off into the sky faster than a speeding bullet.

“That’s my Fancy.” Prenchie looked pleased.

“Well, looks like all this was for naught.” Milly Mulcher leaned on her huge rifle and scratched her rear. “We should blow up that cheeky little blighter now, before that sorry sod returns.”

“Yeah.” Frenchie wiped her forehead and flicked her sweat on the floor. “Do you think we would’ve won if she came knocking on our door?”

Mulcher laughed. “No, mate. But we would’ve given her one farmin’ hard time. Especially after what she’s done to me.”

“Yeah. I’m so sorry, Milly.” Frenchie went over to a table and tipped out some white powder on the table, before grabbing a spoon. “It’s not right, what she’s done. So much for being heroes. But you know, I’m actually glad you came back.”

“What, really?” Mulcher watched her intriguingly.

“Oui, you know how boring it gets when all you do is gunrunning and drugs?” She mashed the powder down with the spoon. “I didn’t want back in this life, Milly. But… I think I was lying to myself. Taking down supes is what we do.”

Mulcher looked to her and smirked. “Farmin’ right it is. And we’re gonna take down Vogel too, those cocks and their schemes for money. I tell ya, what I would give to smack a crowbar through Ferdinand Vogel’s stinkin’ head so that all of this wouldn’t have happened. And my husband would still be around.”

Prenchie nodded and sighed as she finished preparing her crack. Mulcher had only joined the force to take down supes all those years ago because of Protectorate Sod. She herself had only joined up because she wasn’t given a choice. Their old boss, Colonel Memory, had given her the ultimatum of doing time or joining the squad. Prenchie hadn’t even put a second thought into it, because she really hadn’t wanted to go to jail.

Colonel Memory…

She still woke up at night from time to time, the event still fresh in her memory. It had all been her fault that they had disbanded, but she hadn’t told anyone the true reason she had failed her mission that night.

Bending down, she inhaled the powder into her nostrils and she immediately felt better. Her vision began to pulse at the sides and it turned green or yellow, after all this time, she still couldn't tell, but it did help to calm her nerves.

“I don’t know why you need that now.” Mulcher lifted her shoehorn to her shoulder and waved at the drugs. “We better get back and check on Sunny and that invisible cock. “I just wonder what they’re gettin’ up to now.”

And then an explosion rocked underneath their feet and the two women looked at each other. Immediately, they rushed for the stairs leading down.

A little while earlier

Sunset Shimmer continued to sit by herself facing the entryway to Refraction’s cage, even as the explosion outside rocked the concrete under them. That must’ve been the distraction Prenchie had been talking about. That meant that Protectorate Sod would’ve already gone to investigate, which gave them the window to deal with Refraction. Now she just needed to wait for them to get back and do it for her. She wasn’t about to just blow someone up right now.

She watched the cage and she sighed. They really had to kill Refraction. If she ever got out, then all their identities would be compromised. This location would be compromised. Sunset would never get back to a normal life. She imagined herself looking like Mulcher and she shuddered. She didn’t want to become anything like that woman, all gruff and brutish and the way she was.

It was then that she noticed something within the cage. There was something flowing from thin air. Something yellowish in colour.

Sunset got off her crate and walked closer. She noticed it was a stream of liquid, flowing out of the cage. And then the stream suddenly changed direction and it went out of the cage and all over the battery that was powering the electric fence. Sparks flew and smoke began to rise from the battery as the cell door violently shot open.

Sunset Shimmer took a step back and held the detonator tightly, not knowing where Refraction already was. She positioned herself at the stairway, the only way out of here and she kept her eyes alert for any signs of the supe.

“I’ll push the button.” Sunset kept one hand in front of herself to try and feel around, should the invisible heroine get closer. “I’ll do it. Show yourself now.”

She suddenly appeared before Sunset, folding her arms. Her makeup streaked down her face, making her look like some kind of pale ghost. “Really? You will, darling? You know, I watch people and believe me when I say that I know how to read people. You’re not going to push the button, dear. You’re going to let me walk right out of here.”

She tried to take one step closer, but Sunset held her palm higher and warned her to stop.

“What’s your beef with us, anyway?” Refraction asked. “Why’d you plant that bug? What do you hope to get from us superheroes? How can you even hope to defeat us?”

“It’s because you tell the world how great and heroic you all are, but… but that’s not even true. You’re nothing like that!” Sunset’s vision began to turn red at the edges. She remembered what Z-Truck had said about Pine that night at the bar. She hadn’t meant what she said on TV at all, about being guilty and remorseful. “You think just because you can read me, you know I won’t pull the trigger? After what you’ve done, I very well should.”

“You think I cannot read you?” Refraction placed a hand on her chest. “You’re a nobody. And then you lost your boyfriend and your world crumbled around you and you lost your purpose as well. And now you think you found it again by helping these people kill superheroes like me? You want to be that killer, but you can’t do it, can you, dear? It’s because you know you’re weak. You can’t do what you think you want. You can’t take a life in cold blood. It’s not who you are. Please, I can’t read you?”

Sunset took one step up the stairs and frowned, but she said nothing. The heroine had been quite spot on and she didn’t know how to reply.

“I thought so, Sunset.” The heroine waved a hand towards her. “Now, be a good girl and let me pass. I know you won’t pull the trigger, so tell you what, I’ll let you live. As long as you let me walk from here, I will forget I ever saw you. You can go back to your everyday life of moping around and wishing things were different.”

Sunset still didn’t answer.

“I can tell them all that you saved me from the clutches of those villains outside,” the heroine continued. “You saved beautiful and daring Refraction from her captors. Imagine the headlines now. It’s more than you could’ve ever wanted, Sunset dear. And you just need to let me go.”

Sunset contemplated it. She would very much want to go back to normal life, but was that even possible now, knowing what she knew and without Pine? What was normal anymore? She used to look up to superheroes and she would wish every so often that she could be just like Protectorate Sod. Now, she wasn’t so sure anymore. She wasn’t what she used to be, even when she had left Equestria. She had planned to get power in any possible way, then return and enslave Equestria. She had changed her ways for Pine and this world, but then this world turned out to be one big lie.

Sunset slowly lowered her arm and she exhaled through her nose.

“Atta girl, Sunset.” Refraction walked up to her and clapped her on the arm. “Be seeing you, darling.” She smiled rather smugly.

As she passed Sunset, her body shimmered and disappeared from view as the fiery haired girl turned to look at the stairway.

Sunset listened to the footsteps of Refraction as she walked away. Did she want to go back to her normal life? Perhaps. But now that her eyes had been opened, there was no going back. And she had more than an inkling of a feeling that if she let Refraction go now, it would only come back to bite her later. She looked at the detonator in her hands and she could only picture what Z-Truck had done to Pine. Refraction was no different.

Sunset’s finger curled around the trigger.

Then she pressed down and a deafening explosion ensued. Blood and bone sprayed the walls of the stairway ahead and Sunset shielded her face as some splattered on her as well. Thick red sludge now dripped from her body and a part of the small intestine lay around her left shoulder.

Sunset didn’t smell the blood, she didn’t think of the bits of bone and meat on the floor and walls. All she could think of was the justice she just brought to the superheroine, and she smiled.

Senator Bray Road found himself in a small hotel room, with a single bed in the middle and a table under the television in front of it. It wasn’t much, but it would certainly serve its purpose here.

His companion, Seashore, closed the door behind him and walked over.

He had met her at the Vogel party earlier and he couldn’t keep his eyes off her tight black dress and her amazing figure. She had noticed him looking and a conversation had sparked, followed by her inviting him to her hotel room. Bray Road had said yes naturally.

“Like what you see?” Seashore pulled the hair tie from her head and let her sandy coloured hair fall from her head and down her back.

Bray Road couldn’t control himself and rushed her, grabbing on to her as he forced his lips upon hers, his hands working their way up and down her body, feeling up every inch of the woman, especially under her skirt. The senator’s heartbeat went up as the skirt was lifted and his hand soon found what he was looking for.

“Mmm, oh yesss…” The woman playfully bit at his ear as his fingers began rubbing along her panties. “Come on, I think you’re ready.”

She pushed him off and onto the bed, then reached behind herself to unzip her dress.

Bray Road couldn’t keep his eyes off her body as her dress fell to the floor around her feet. He soon began to throw his own clothes off as well. She had such an amazingly erotic body, almost like it was too good to be true. Seashore climbed on top of him and the senator immediately leaned in to suck at her firm breasts. She welcomed it for a while, before reaching down and removing her panties as well.

“Lie down.” She batted her eyes.

The senator did as he was asked and she grabbed his tie from the side, and with agonizing slowness, she tied it around his eyes. With his shirt, she tied his arms to the bed frame and Bray Road didn’t mind. He did enjoy trying out new things, unlike his wife. He had loved her at first, but after time, she just got… boring. He didn’t know how else to describe it, but she’d lost her flare. Seashore wasn’t the first woman he was having sex with without his wife’s knowledge, but what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.

Seashore, now in complete control, grabbed ahold of his cock and gently rubbed it against her pussy. “Ohh, yeah, you ready, wolfey?”

“Born ready. Put it in. Put it in!”

She smirked and brought herself down on top of it, letting out one long drawn moan. As Seashore began to ride Bray Road’s dick, she watched him enjoying himself, unable to see her, unable to move his hands. Her eyes glowed green and her skin began to waver, almost like there were actual waves moving beneath it. Her body began to shorten itself, then expand at the sides and in only a few seconds, the sexy woman she was was no longer there. In her place was a short and chubby man with a wild look in his eyes and he continued riding the senator as he looked to the phone in the left corner of the room, set to record them both. Things were going very well.

Once the deed was done, he left the senator to cool down and proceeded outside without any clothes on. It was late and there weren’t any people in the hall, but even if there were, it didn’t bother him. The man’s eyes glowed green again and his form began to shift and change, reverting to his actual form: a charcoal skinned woman with teal hair hanging down around her face. She ran a hand along her slender body, smiling and how perfect she thought her true body was.

She held the phone in her hand and dialed a number, then placed it to her ear as she simply wandered the corridor.

Someone picked up on the other end.

“Hello, Director Still Well?” she said. “I have what you requested.

“Very good, Changeling, I knew you wouldn’t let me down. We have him in the palm of our hands now.”

“That we do, sir.” She grinned wickedly. “That we do…”