The Nightwatcher Chronicles: Hunt Turned War

After reading this chapter, you will probably view the group and me and how we do things differently. If you can bear with us during this chapter, we do things we wouldn't do as a first resort. Thanks for understanding.

When we returned home, Jessie went to the pool for a "swim and some well-deserved relaxation time in the hot tub." I made sure Hannah went with her for safety.

While the girls went swimming, Orange ran tests on the green gas-like stuff she collected in the cafeteria. I explained to the rest of the group what she was testing. Surprisingly, the guys seemed interested.

After two hours of testing and experiments, she came up with results. Despite having an answer, the answer caused more questions.

"Well, what is it?" Justin asked.

"I don't fucking know," Orange Bunny responded. "I've never seen anything fucking like this before."

"Is there anything else we can do to figure out what it is?" Dylan asked.

"Nope."

"Do you think one of the kids here knows what it is? Maybe we can ask them?" Eric asked.

"That's a good idea. Orange Bunny, check the school's security cameras to see if anyone is still at the school," I ordered.

Orange Bunny hacked into the school's security camera system. She checked every single one. Only one showed that a student was at the school. The camera pointed toward the student parking lot behind the school. The student was Flash Sentry. He was leaning against the hood of his car and talking on the phone.

"Let's see if he knows anything," I said.

"How the heck are we getting over there? By the time we arrive, he would probably have left," Dylan asked.

"Dude, did you seriously just ask that?" Devin asked.

"You can teleport over there," Eric said.

"Plus, anyone who touches you will be teleported, too," Daniel added.

"Dylan and Justin, let's go over there and ask him a few questions," I ordered. "Eric, send me a picture of the stuff so I can show Flash."

Dylan and Justin followed me out of the apartment. Justin and I put our hands on Dylan's shoulders. One moment we were on the porch, then next, we were at the school. After the teleportation, I felt a little dizzy. The effect wore off quickly, though.

We ran around the back of the school to the student parking lot. Flash was on the other side of the parking lot, and his back was facing us, still on his cell phone. The guys and I walked casually across the parking lot.

As we walked up behind Flash, I saw Justin speed walk to get to Flash. Instead of tapping him on the shoulder to get his attention, he hit Flash on the side of his head. Flash fell to the ground, unconscious. His phone clattered to the floor, and the screen shattered.

"Dude, have you lost your mind?!" Dylan yelled.

"When Matthew said, 'Let's see if he knows anything.' I thought you meant to capture and interrogate Flash," Justin replied.

"I wasn't using a code, Justin. I meant legitimately to ask him questions," I responded. "Now we have to bring him to the apartment."

Dylan picked Flash up and motioned for me to open the back door. Thankfully, Flash had left the door unlocked. He laid Flash in the backseat and closed the door.

I got in the driver's seat, Dylan got into the passenger's seat, and Justin got in the back. I looked for a keyhole but found a 'Start' button. I pressed it, but the car into drive and drove away. When we reached our apartment, I parked the car next to Jessie's truck. Justin got out and carried Flash over his shoulder.

After we entered the apartment, everyone stared at us. Hannah and Jessie had returned and were surprised to see Flash unconscious.

"What happened?" Eric asked.

"We were about to ask Flash Sentry about that green mist stuff until Justin knocked him out. He thought we were going to bring him here," I responded.

"So now what?" Levi asked.

"Justin, get a chair and some rope and tie Flash to the chair. Eric and Daniel move a table and put it in front of Flash. I'll plug in a lamp and turn off the lights. Jessie, you go to my room. Everyone else, suit up," I directed.

We put on our masks and our uniforms. When I walked into the living room, I turned off the lights and turned on the lamp. About five minutes later, Flash woke up. He immediately freaked out and began to ask frantic questions.

"Don't worry, Flash Sentry. You are safe," I said in a low voice.

"What? Who are you?" Flash asked.

I hesitated. I was used to saying my CIA agent name, Agent Nightwatcher. To me, saying "Agent Nightwatcher" was a mouthful. Therefore, I went with something else.

"You can call me...Nightwatcher," I responded.

"Okay, Nightwatcher. What do you want? Why was I knocked out?"

"One question at a time, Flash. First off, I need to ask you a few questions. Second, I needed you to come along quietly."

"What questions do you want to ask me?"

“Eric, ngilethe inkungu eluhlaza.”

(Zulu) "Eric, bring me the green mist."

Flash looked at me funny as Eric handed me the test tube. I put the box on the table and pushed it toward Flash. He didn't seem interested.

"What is this?" he asked.

"I don't know. I figured you would know," I replied.

"Is this a joke? ?because if it is, I'm not amused."

I reached out and pulled Flash close to my face by his collar. When I spoke, I lowered my voice to add intimidation.

"I can guarantee you, Flash Sentry, this isn't a joke."

I released him, and the chair fell back, almost breaking it.

"As I was asking, what is this? One of my associates at Canterlot High School's cafeteria collected this," I growled.

"Phht. I don't know. Ask a scientist, genius," Flash replied sarcastically.

“Brody, va derrière Flash et pose tes mains sur ses épaules. Choquez-le sur mon ordre. Ne le tuez pas cependant.

(French) "Brody, go behind Flash and put your hands on his shoulders. Shock him on my command. Don't kill him, though." I told Brody

"Licuit, Matth."

(Latin) "Alright, Matthew."

Brody followed my order and placed his hands on Flash's shoulders. Flash jumped and looked behind him only to see Brody's mask.

"This is my friend. We call him Shadow Charger. Don't be frightened by him. He wouldn't hurt a fly."

As if by chance, a fly flew in front of Brody. He snatched the fly and killed it. He returned his hand to its place on Flash's shoulder.

"I'm going to ask you again. What is this stuff?" I asked.

"I told you. Ask a scientist, genius," Flash replied.

"Adesso!!"

(Italian) "Now!!" I yelled.

Brody sent electricity coursing through Flash's body. Flash tensed up and cried out in pain. I made Brody stop after seven seconds. Flash started to breathe heavily.

"What was that?" he panted.

"Shadow Charger here can shoot electricity from his hands. He can control the voltage, as well. Next time you respond like that, you will get something worse. Now, what is this?"

"I told you. I don't know what it is."

It seemed like Flash was hiding something. I made Brody shock Flash again. I made sure the voltage was about 1,000 volts. It only lasted for five seconds.

"What was that for? I wasn't being sarcastic or a smart elicit," Flash panted.

"You're hiding something that involves this green stuff! Tell me what you are hiding!" I yelled.

"No, I'm not. I swear. I don't know what that stuff is."

I made Brody shock him again, but the voltage was at 2,000. This lasted for ten seconds, and Flash screamed in pain.

"I mean it, Nightwatcher. I don't know what it is," whimpered Flash.

“debin, geuui ma-eum-eul ilg-go geuga jinsil-Eul malhago issneunji malhae bwa.”

(Korean) "Devin read his mind and tell me if he's telling the truth," I ordered.

"Nakuha ko."

(Filipino) "Got it," Devin replied.

"Next time you lie to me, I'll have Shadow Charger kill you. You already know the question."

"I. Don't. Know," Flash uttered softly.

I looked at Devin. He gave me a thumbs-up, which meant Flash was telling the truth. Then, Jesus spoke into my head.

"Matthew, stop this madness. Release him because he is one of the people you need to trust."

"Shadow Charger, stand down. Blitzing Knight, turn on the lights," I commanded.

They followed my instructions. When Dylan turned on the lights, Flash squinted his eyes as he was slightly blinded. When his vision adjusted, he looked a little stunned to see several masked people in the room.

"Can I go now?" he asked.

"No. You have yet to serve your purpose," I replied.

"What purpose? I thought we were done with the torture."

"We need an ally. One we can trust. That one is you."

"Me? Ha! That is hilarious. You torture me to get the information I don't have, and then you dare to ask me to be your ally. Hell no."

I figured Flash would say that. I pulled out two one-hundred dollar bills and put them on the desk. There was no way that Flash would turn down $200. Thankfully, he seemed interested.

"I'll pay you two hundred dollars if you work with us on this assignment, for lack of better terms," I offered.

"Deal," Flash said.

I had Dalton cut Flash loose. Flash and I shook hands to confirm the deal. Then, I motioned for everyone to remove the masks. Eric was hesitant.

“Matha, chuir tú ár bhféiniúlachtaí in iúl go ró-mhinic.”

(Irish) "Matthew, you have revealed our identities too many times," Eric snapped.

“yah ullekh chhodo, Erik. jaisa ki mainne pahale kaha tha, aapako mujh par bharosa karana hoga.”

(Hindi) "Quit mentioning it, Eric. As I said before, you have to trust me," I said.

"shì de。 wǒ zhī dào nǐ shuō guò。”

(Chinese) "Yeah. I know you said it before."

Everyone removed their masks. Flash's eyes grew to the size of softballs. He looked astonished at our identities.

"You… you're... the new kids!" exclaimed Flash.

"Guilty as charged," Brody said.

"Unfortunately," Eric mumbled.

"So what are you? Assassins?" Flash asked.

"Kind of, sort of," I replied.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I would use the term 'vigilantes,' but 'assassins' will do."

"Do all of you have powers?" Flash questioned.

"All of us except Jessie."

"Dude, this is legit. I can't wait to tell my…."

"Oh no. You are not telling anyone about us. The money is also to keep your mouth shut," Eric ordered.

Then, I told Flash about the predicament with the green mist, what was happening at CHS, and why I interrogated him. He said that he would help us in any way he could. I told him that he had to act like he was still under the spell, even if it meant being rude to people. Flash demanded fifty more bucks for that part. I agreed and tossed a fifty-dollar bill on the stack. Flash took the money and pocketed it.

Jessie came out of the bedroom and greeted Flash. She apologized for me allowing Brody to torture him.

"Back to our previous intention, what the hell is this stuff?" asked Orange.

"What the heck is that?" Flash asked, referring to Orange Bunny.

"I'll explain later," I said.

"Maybe you could ask Twilight. She's into that magic bullcrap," Devin suggested.

"How come you didn't say that before?" I asked.

"It didn't come to me earlier," he replied.

"Hold on; WE are going to see Twilight. You're not going to torture her," asked Flash.

"Wasn't planning on it. Devin and Orange, come with me. Flash, do you know where Twilight is at?" I answered.

"As one of my band members walked out of the school, he heard Pinkie mention a slumber party at her house. You could try there." Flash replied.

"Perfect. Do you know how to get there?"

"Yeah. I can drive you there if you want me to."

"Even better. Orange, you should bring your computer just in case."

I grabbed the jar of the green mist from the table and headed out the door.

The four of us got into Flash's car, with Flash driving. We drove through the suburbs for about seven minutes until we reached Pinkie's house. I ensured that Flash parked where we could be hidden in plain sight. There was a parking lot near a park just across the street from Pinkie's house. We waited until it was dark before moving on to the place.

While we waited, I explained in detail how our powers worked. I wasn't surprised that Flash was interested in our abilities. Especially Daniel and Levi's powers.

Eventually, it got dark outside, and the lights in the house were off, except for the one in the kitchen. We waited until we were sure that everyone was asleep. What was weird was that Twilight Sparkle got up and went into the kitchen right when Devin and I were about to get out of the car. She sat on an island doing something. She had a pencil in her mouth. I guess she was either writing or thinking. Flash was staring at her, and I had to slug him to get him to stop.

"Well, let's go in. We don't have all night," Devin said.

"Hold it. Don't be a dumbass," Orange said.

"What do you mean?"

"If you look in the yard, there is a sign that says that an alarm system protects the house."

"Can you hack into it and shut it off?" I asked.

"Let me look." Orange Bunny replied.

Orange resumed typing on her computer. Within moments, she was finished.

"From the company's web page, it has military-grade encryption, so hacking isn't an option because it would take the time we don't have. But cutting the power is another option. If I knew their electrical company, I could cut the power."

"Oh, my dad works at the electrical company that powers the Pies' house. It's called Canterlot Urban Electric Incorporated."

Orange returned to typing on her computer. Within a few minutes, she announced she was in.

I put on my breathing apparatus and put it in my earpiece. Devin put on his mask. As we walked over to the Pies', Devin pointed at a box that looked like an air conditioner. After looking at it for a few seconds, I realized it was one of those backup generators.

I pushed on my earpiece to activate the comlink in the breathing apparatus.

"Orange Bunny- do you read me?" I whispered as Devin, and I crouched at the front door.

"What is it, bitch," Orange replied.

"There's a backup generator next to the house. We are going to have to get in quickly. How long do you think we have?"

"From the looks of it, the generator looks like one of the off-brand pieces of shit." I heard Orange Bunny typing on her computer. "You have about thirty seconds before the power comes back on."

I pulled out my driver's license and tried to unlock the door. Thankfully, Orange Bunny shut off the power before I began. I finished with ten seconds left, so Devin and I snuck into the house.

Devin closed the door, and we found the kitchen. Twilight looked a bit confused at the loss of power. I snuck in and stood in front of the counter in the middle of the room.

"Hello, Twilight Sparkle," I said in a low voice as the power returned.

"Who...who are you?" Twilight gasped.

"I go by many names, but you can call me Nightwatcher," I replied.

"es uk've meored tkva: "shen shegidzlia mitkhrat Nightwatcher."

(Georgian) "That's the second time you said, 'You can call me Nightwatcher.'

"Shut up," I growled.

"Who is that?" Twilight asked, looking at Devin.

"This my friend, Mind Probe. I came here to ask you a few questions

"Okay." Twilight sounded nervous. I pulled out the test tube with that green mist and laid it on the counter.

"This green, whatever this is, was collected during lunch today. My sources ran tests, but they didn't come up with anything. Then, they told me to ask you. So, what is it?"

I saw a look of recognition come over Twilight's face. She picked up the test tube, stared at it, and set it down.

"I don't know what it is," Twilight responded flatly.

"For some reason, I get the feeling you're lying."

"Well, I'm not."

I looked over at Devin. He signaled that she was lying, which was a thumbs down. My suspicions were correct.

"Mind Probe, here, says you're lying. He can read your mind. No lie is safe; therefore, tell the truth. What is this?" I growled as I pointed a pistol at her face. I pressed the barrel against her forehead and pulled back the hammer.

"What is that you are pointing at me?" Twilight asked as her eyes rolled upward to look at the pistol.

I completely forgot she was from a different dimension. I would assume, from her question, that guns didn't exist. So I tried to give the best explanation of a firearm.

"Well, a gun is a ranged weapon typically designed to shoot solid projectiles. The solid object is called a bullet. The bullet can fly at supersonic speeds. Long story short, lie to me again, and I will not hesitate to pull the trigger and kill you," I explained.

Twilight sighed and spoke, "It's negative energy. It's magic leaving the body that consists of hate, mistrust, and anger. The creatures called the Sirens, use it to gain power. I'm sure your sources told you about them."

"They did. If they gain full power?" I asked, hoping to get more information.

"They can cause people to follow them blindly. To put it simply, the Sirens put a spell on the people. They are extremely dangerous."

I looked over at Devin to get a signal. He gave a thumbs up.

Now, I knew how Hamato's plan was going to work. His plan was bigger than I thought. He would use the Sirens to cause the people to follow them. Then, the Sirens would make the people follow Headhunter's orders. They had to be stopped.

"Thank you for your cooperation," I said as I pocketed the test tube.

"HEY! Who are you!!" someone shouted to my right.

Devin, Twilight, and I looked to my right. A man with a shotgun resembling a Mossberg 500 pointed at me.

"I'm Nightwatcher, and my friend over there is Mind Probe," I replied.

"What the hell are you doing here, and how did you get in here?"

"First, that's none of your business. Second, I have my methods of breaking into houses. This isn't my first rodeo."

"I'm going to call the police. If you move a muscle, I'll shoot you."

"That's cute," I sneered.

I turned around to face Devin; a loud gunshot rang out. I felt shotgun pellets hit my shield. Then, I shot out the window. Another gunshot rang out. This time, the bullets hit the dishes that were next to me. Devin charged the man. He pulled the shotgun out of the man's hands; then the Spartan kicked the man in the chest. The man flew back into the wall. He was unconscious. I dove out of the house. Devin followed me, and we ran across the lawn.

I saw Flash turn on the car. Orange must have told him to get into the passenger's seat because he hurried over.

I opened the car door and got in. Devin got in the back. Devin almost didn't have time to close his door before I floored it. The tires squealed, and we took off from the parking lot and down the street. Flash grabbed the seat, and Orange started screaming, "Woo-hoo." Devin wanted me to drive faster. I hit about one-hundred-fifty miles per hour; then, I slowed down after about five miles.

"I think that went well," I said.

"That did? You threatened to kill Twilight and started fucking shooting," Flash yelled.

"You don't know shit about fucking aggressive interrogation, do you?" Orange Bunny asked.

"Apparently," Flash replied.

"Don't get your panties in a twist, Flash. I was bluffing," I assured.

"And the shooting?"

"Normally, people would be dead. You can ask everyone who's worked with me."

Flash calmed down, and he directed me back to the apartment through a series of roads. Once, we saw a few police cars, with their sirens blaring, racing down the road.

Eventually, we made it back to the apartment. Flash dropped us off and went home.

When Devin, Orange Bunny, and I entered the apartment, everyone was lying on their cots, playing on their phones, or reading.

"It's been a long day," Eric announced as he looked up from his phone.

"My fingers are sore from typing so much, and my eyes hurt," Orange Bunny complained as she put on her laptop.

"That's what you get for being at your computer most of today," Dalton said.

"I'm going to shower and hit the sack," I announced.

"Good for you," Justin mumbled. I went into my room and did my nightly routine.

After about twenty minutes, I finally got into my bed. Orange came into the room about ten minutes after I went to bed. She got into her bed and went to sleep.

I lay there thinking about how to defeat the Sirens. If I killed them, it would be suspicious that the favored competitors of the Battle of the Bands turned dead after eleven new students showed up. Then, I remembered Jesus said we had to defeat using an unorthodox method. That concerned me, but I knew that Jesus would help us. All I had to do was put my faith in him and trust that he would do what was best for us.