Off the Grid Season 3

The Grid use to be a very nice, and quite place, but it now felt more like a prison complex, than the city it once was. Many thing's had changed with the Grid itself, including the rules of the city, and how heavily forced the law itself became. One of the many huge Cybermen that were assigned to the Grid, was currently speaking through the P.A. system that had been established throughout the compound. "Attention all ponies of the Grid.....a curfew has now been in affect....all ponies, return to your home's. All ponies of the Grid.....a curfew is now in affect, all ponies.....return to your home" The Cyberman kept repeating the same message to the bleak, and very quiet town.

Near one of the building's, a pink pegasi was peeking around the corner with keen interest.....trying to sneak out. He took his moment, and went for it....attempting to leave the town, but a stun blast hit him in the back by a Cyberman that spotted him. The pink pegasaus groaned, feeling the impact of the blast, as the powerful machine was on him in a minute. "A curfew....is in affect...." The Cyberman stated approaching the pegasaus who began waving his hand's in a pleading motion.

"Wait...no....please....I-I was just on my way ba....Gaaaahhhh!!!!!' The pegasaus choked, as the Cyberman slammed it's metallic foot on it's neck.

"You are in a violation of the curfew.....for the safety of the Grid, and all of it's citizen's.....violater's will be detained" The Cyberman growled, as he took his foot off the pegasi, and prepared to take him away.

"SOMEBODY.....PLEASE.....HELP......ANYONE.....HEEEEELLLLLPPPPPP!!!!!!" The pegasi screamed to any of the ponies who had opened their front door's to their home's to see what the ruckus was. Rather than helping the poor pegasi, they immedietly closed their door's, not bothering to bat an eye at him.

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In Regalias's royal quarter's.....the Earth pony himself was relaxing in the royal hot tub that all people in charge were given. Now that he had full control of this city.....his life had become very easy, and with all the stress of what was going on, he needed some good relaxation. His personal Cybermen were in their guarding position's, as Regalias sat on his lazy rear. One of his security guard's approached him with urgent new's. "Lord Regalias.....you have an incoming transmission" The Cyberman told him, as Regalias gave his guard a lazy look.

"Eeeeeehhhhh.....tell them I'm busy" Regalisa told his guard.

"It is the High Lord" The guard replied, as Regalias's eye's shrank to pinprick's, as he stuttered a little, and got into a kneeling position, while keeping most of his body concealed in the tub.

"W-Well.....patch me through then" Regalias told the guard, as a huge screen turned on, revealing High Lord Vampra who was in her special chair. "High Lord Vampra, what a pleasent suprise" He tried to say in a estatic tone to which she ignored completely.

"Regalias since your so......"busy" I'll spare you the detail's.....the result of the destruction to Facility 7, pony quota will need to be increased" She told him in a cold voice.

"But High Lord.....I just sent you 50 ponies" Regalias told her.

"Then Send 50 more" She ordered.

"Won't the ponies of The Grid become concerned?" Regalias asked, trying to appease her with an easier situation.

"50.....PONIES.....REGALIAS.....Send them, before I give you something to be concerned about" Vampra growled. as Regalias let out a huge sigh.

"Yes my lord" He told her, as the two ended the transmission.

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"Reporting in" One of the Cyberman told Vampra after she had her conversation with Regalias. She immedietly shifted her throne to turn her attention toward's him.

"Proceed" Vampra ordered.

"Despite the increased bounty.....the pony Stryker remain's illusive.....our bounty hunter's, are proving to be inofficent" The Cyberman told her.

"No matter....." She told him, as she pulled up a new prison cell camera with Pixel chained to the wall. ".....I know just the thing to bring him out of hiding" Vampra grinned, as the camera zoomed on Pixel.....re-branded, as Prisoner 29

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Styker's P.O.V.

'It's been three month's since my tragedy with Raptus....since then I've been scowering The Wasteland's....searching for Vampra's base....unfortuanetly, I've had no such luck in locating it.....allies, are few, and enemies are many. I can't trust anyone except myself"

End character P.O.V.

Stryker was waddling around a very unfriendly trading post, filled with Vampra's bounty hunter's, and other's who wanted to claim his head as his prize. Stryker had learn how to be elusive since then, and during that time he had taken down a few of Vampra's sepcial creation's that he had never seen before. Stryker's disguise was very easy in these part's, and he had survived, learning about the exchange system.

Apparently Equestrian ponies were able to disguise themselves as Scavenger's in some part's, and for Stryker to get some information about Vampra if he was lucky enough. There were many bounty hunter's, and more of those masked Equestria like being's that were there, trading like normal.

Stryker was waddling around the sandy, desert, run-down town with a wheelbarrow in front of him, as part of the disguise he wore. Stryker passed some of the robot trader's, and masked traders of the area, picking up the multiple conversations for information. "How much for that piece?" One masked customer asked the trader.

"For you.....I can do 100 bullet's" The trader replied.

"THAT'S A BLOODY RIPOFF......Do you know how much these go for?" The masked customer growled, pointing at the type of weaponry he recognized. Stryker came to a halt when he saw one of the robot trader's who had a Predator plasma caster near the item's on sale getting his interest. The robot noticed this, and looked at the Scavenger.

"Can I help you?" The robot asked.

"What is that?" Stryker asked.

"That is a Predator shoulder cannon....also known in their language as plasma caster, are you interested in purchasing it?" The robot asked.

"I'm more interested in where you found it" Stryker replied.

"That information will cost you" The robot answered opening his hand for payment. Stryker pulled out a scrapped robotic part that he had on him, and gave it to the robot. "Payment....accepted, transaction complete.....In southeastern quadrant's of the Outer Realm there is a canyon passage. A popular smuggler's route....." The robot told him.

"Here....." The masked trader said to the customer, and lifted up a modified Spas-12 pump shotgun. ".....how bout this one....this one I can sell you....." The two were interrupted, by a very unpleasant looking masked Equestrian who looked to be a very big bounty hunter.

"Excuse me gentlemen....sorry to intrude....but has anyone seen this pony?" The bounty hunter asked, holding up a wanted poster of Sheriff Stryker.

"If I were Stryker....I wouldn't be hanging around this dusty old base" The customer scoffed.

"Yeah....for the price of his head, anyone would be set for a tough life" The trader told the bounty hunter, as he looked at them, wanting answer's.

"I'll take that as a no?" The bounty hunter asked, continuing the conversation with those two, while Stryker was wrapping up his conversation with the robot trader.

"....And it was there that I salvaged this piece" The robot told him.

"Hmmmm" Stryker replied, as he moved along....dragging his old wheelbarrow with him. The bounty hunter was looking to radio contact with his team when he saw Sheriff Stryker walk right past him with the wheelbarrow in hand. Already....the bounty hunter was suspicious, and ended the radio contact with his team.

"You.....stop right there...." The bounty hunter told him, with Stryker's back to him. ".....have you seen this pony?" He asked Stryker, holding up the wanted poster in his hand's.

"HEY.....leave the poor scavenger alone, you know they don't speak our language" The masked customer spoke up, as Stryker contined to roll onward with his wheelbarrow in hand. The bounty hunter pulled out his pistol, and fired his gun at Stryker. The sheriff was forced to dodge the blow, landing on the masked soldier's trading table with a bullet in the wheelbarrow. The bounty hunter let out a sly chuckle, as a mischevious smile spread across his face.

"Last time I checked.....scavenger's don't dodge bullet's" The hunter smiled. Stryker immedietly threw his disguised cloak at the masked customer who growled, and screamed from being blinded. The trader attempted to pull out his gun, but Stryker was too quick, also blinding him with his hooded disguise. Now that Stryker revealed himself, it was time to get moving. The bounty hunter fired at Stryker, only for him to use the trader's arm to make the bullet hit the armor that the trader was wearing.

"Rrrrrr.....Get him" The masked trader muffled, while Stryker ripped off a pack of grenade's, as he pulled the pin on one of them, and threw it at the masked bounty hunter. He managed to dodge it in time, but all the grenade's detonated, creating a massive explosion that disturbed the market place. The masked bounty hunter looked to see the masked trader, and customer were dead.....and Stryker was gone.

"ATTENTION ALL UNIT'S THIS IS COMMANDER VOLTAR.....STRYKER IS ON THE RUN.....ALL UNITS ARE TO SECURE THE PERIMETER OF THIS OUTPOST NO ONE IS TO GET IN OR OUT AUTHORIZATION TO ENGAGE ON SIGHT!!!!!!!" The bounty hunter shouted to the robotic ponies, and Cybermen that were under his command, thank's to Vampra.

"Order's recieved" One of the Cybermen replied through it's in built communicator. Stryker was using the rooftop's, and moved as fast as possible to get out of the outpost.

"Authorization confirmed.....Meta-bot's.....mobolize" The leading Meta-bot ordered to it's other brethren, as they began to move out in search for Stryker. Elsewhere nearby through a ripped apart Cyberman, a masked figure was using it's radio tied with a military one, to pick up on the new order, and immedietly took off.....he.....had a pony to assist.

"All unit's are to secure the periemeter of this outpost.....Stryker is on the run. Notify High Lord Vampra that Stryker has bolted" The bounty hunter reported again. Stryker came to a stop, as he panted....very out of breath, while trying to escape. He ran into a pair of four Cybermen who immedietly noticed him, as they turned to the pony, arming their weapon's. Stryker dove to the ground, as the Cybermen opened fire, before charging after him.

Stryker went the opposite direction, until a bullet was fired at him which he blocked, thank's to the armor plating on his arm.
"End of the line Stryker....you got nowhere else to go" The bounty hunter smiled, as Stryker found himself surrounded by Cybermen. "Hold your fire" Voltar told the Cybermen who all put their weapon's away, as the bounty hunter looked at Stryker.

"Vampra want's you dead, or alive....which is it going to be?" Voltar asked the Sheriff.

"You can kiss my ass" Stryker replied, as Voltar scoffed.

"So be it" Voltar smiled, as he, and the Cyberman aimed their gun's at Stryker