Off the Grid Season 2

"Her name....is Vampra.....and where she goes.....death follow's. She is relentless.....and merciless. She'll stop at nothing to get what she want's" Clint explained, as both he, and Stryker were now in the jeep that Stryker took with him, somehow still being intact after their scuffle. Stryker was driving the vehicle itself, while Clint was riding in the side seat. The two had contiuned to work together, but Stryker didn't really trust Clint, not in a million year's. Right now, Clint was his only option of finding some clues. Clint did his best to seem onboard for now, but he needed to find a way to ditch Stryker.

If Stryker had a part of a Nightmare being's magic that was secretly inside his body, the only way that could possibly happen is if he came across a Nigthmare being who generate's that type of magic itself. Clint decided to continue giving the information he had for Stryker so that he could survive. If the pair crossed path's again....they would end each other personally. "She rule's the Wasteland's.....she's in charge of these part's...no one messes with her" Clint warned, as Stryker scoffed.

"So what....you telling me I should just give up....forget about Pixel, and go home?" Stryker asked.

"All I'm saying is....you really need to think this through....you can't just go in gun's blazing, and hope to get out alive" Clint warned. Although with that Nightmare power coursing through your body, if you learn how to master that without consequence, you won't need to have a strategy Clint thought secretly to himself. Stryker was mostly silent, and continued driving along the road, passing ruined cities, and molded, torn building's. Stryker finally let the vehicle come to a stop, and sighed.

"Let's take a break here for the night" Stryker told him, as Clint nodded in response, as Stryker helped checked their equipment. Clint was mostly patrolling around the area, until he came across what Stryker was doing.

"Whatcha doin'?" He asked, pretending to strike up a conversation.

"Just taking inventory" Stryker replied. Clint looked down for a minute, feeling a bit conflicted, until he spotted something that caught his eye.

"What's that?" Clint asked, and pointed toward a golden, ancient chalice that was on the ground.

"What's wha....." Stryker trailed off, as he immedietly recognized the cup he saw, that he had once retrieved for Scarlett Twinkle. Stryker gasped, and jumped back for a bit, while Clint smiled.

"Shiny.....look's like it'll fetch a high price on the market" Clint chuckled, as he began to move toward's the cup.

"STOP.....DON'T TOUCH THAT CUP!!!!!!!!!!" Stryker warned, as Clint looked at him, hiding his unerved senses.

"Geez....calm down Stryker.....I was just kidding" Clint told him, as Stryker suddenly heard Scarlett Twinkle's word's ring in his mind. His left eye changed back into that demonic bloody color from earlier, and with some Nightmare magic his robotic glove molded onto his arm, forming a cannon filled with Nightmare magic that he wanted to point at Clint.

Kill him Stryker......Kill him......Just kill him already Scarlett Twinke's voice rang through his head. Stryker quickly went forward, and covered the cup with a black military blanket which ceased the voices inside his head, and reverted his left eye, and arm glove back to normal.

"Stryker.....Stryker....." Clint asked in a faded voice.

"How did that get here....how?" Stryker asked himself.

"STRYKER!!!!!!" Clint shouted, getting the Sheriff's attention.

"W-What?" Stryker asked nervously.

"You alright?" Clint asked....secretly being ready, just in case Stryker transformed, and fought him with that new form.

"Y-yeah....I'm fine" Stryker replied, as Clint gave him a studying glance, before pretending to shrug it off.

"Hmm.....sure you are" He smiled, walking over to a nearby area, as Stryker sat down.

"I need to relax" Stryker told himself, as the chalice beneath the black blanket immedietly disappeared with the blanket falling onto the ground, as if it wasn't covering the chalice at all.....or if it ever was there in the first place.

*****
Stryker, and Clint had fallen asleep after a long night. Inside Stryker's head, a familiar presence, and magic seemed to give him his nightmare's. Stryker was in a black area, surrounded by huge giant canister's of blood that were stacked on top of each other. A clattering sound, got Stryker's attention, as he shot up, and looked around in his dream. "Huh....where am I?" Stryker asked himself, as he looked around.....then approached one of the blood filled canister's.

"What are these thing's?" Stryker asked himself, while another metallic clang echoing throughout his dream. The canister of blood moved, and rattled, as Stryker stepped closer to get a better look at it. The jar rattled again, as Stryker gasped, and looked around, feeling something watching him. He turned back to the jar of blood, and Scarlett Twinkle's face peaked out from the corner of the blood filled canister

*****
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!" Stryker shouted, bolting awake from his dream, while panting, and sweating. He found himself in the back of the jeep, while Clint was just now getting into the driver's seat.

"Rise, and shine Stryker.....hope you don't mind me driving....tried to wake you in the morning, but you wouldn't wake up" Clint told him, knowing full well that Stryker's nightmare was now proof enough for him that he had encoutered, and picked up a Nightmare being's energy of evil.

"Ahhhh....it was just a dream" Stryker sighed in relief.

"What.....having nightmare's about Vampra?" Clint asked. Stryker stayed long, and silent, remebering his encounter with Scarlett Twinkle. All the gory torn apart ponies who had died in that pit from her, and how she easily ripped apart that powerful Equestrian being that fought Raptus earlier.

"No.....something worse....much, much worse" Stryker replied. Clint started the jeep, and drove off, while also knowing that he had to find a way to ditch Stryker soon. He wanted nothing to do with any Nightmare being's, and he definetly did not want to be around if Stryker continued to have repeated transformation's.