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Kha'Zix stalked through the shadows, maneuvering around the garden. Three days ago, Kha'Zix had been "enslaved" by Syndra and her stupid Sovereign Legion. Now, Kha'Zix was to sneak through Canterlot Castle and retrieve Syndra's confiscated items. When she first came to this land she was taken in by the Solar Guard for questioning. When she answered with spheres of dark matter, they pushed her from the castle. In her haste to leave she forgot her backpack of items which contained most of her spellbooks and weapons. So she assigned Kha'Zix to go get said backpack.

He was currently walking down a hall on the south wing which leads to the mess hall for the Lunar Guard. As he approached the corner, he heard sounds of chatting and laughing from inside. He quickly cloaked and looked around the corner. There were three guards sitting at a table with various plates that once held food and several empty mugs. The smell of hay pancakes and cider were heavy in the air.

One of the guards got off of his chair and started to walk towards the door, stumbling several times. About four feet from the doorway he emptied his stomach contents and fell over in them. Kha'Zix smacked his forehead with a scythe. A familiar voice brought back his attention from a table over in the corner of the room. Three guards sat with cards in their hands, all looking at each other as well as the bipedal creature at the table suspiciously. He was wearing a gold trimmed coat that went down to his knees. On his head sat a well trimmed hat with an ornate band around the top. A card sat strapped into the band and the man had a beard that went from the sides of his head down to the chin. He wore a devious smile, the last feature Kha'Zix could see was his nose. The rest of his features were hidden by his hat.

"Alright! Let's see you beat this!" One of the guards yelled out as he showed his hand, the other guards groaned and threw their cards down. The man just showed his hand to the guard. Thunk. The sound echoed through the large room, as the guard's forehead met the table. The man stood up and grabbed the large amount of currency at the middle of the table. "How could you possibly be that lucky?" The pony asked as the man walked away from the table.

"I never tell my secrets."

The pony just huffed and walked over to the counter and returned to his meal, long delayed by a game of cards. Kha'Zix took a step away from the doorway as the man walked through. Halfway down the hall, the man stopped and turned around. In the middle of his turn his hand slid into his coat and he threw a gold card straight at Kha'Zix. The card hit him square in the forehead, and he found that he couldn't move. Kha'Zix knew exactly who this man was, having only fought him a few times. Twisted Fate walked right up to him and smiled. Kha'Zix uncloaked and glared at Twisted Fate.

"How did you know I was here? Did 'Fate' tell you?" He asked in a mocking tone. Twisted Fate just laughed and shuffled his deck.

"It ain't Fate, it's Destiny." He said, knocking on the wall. The guards looked over to him and stared at Kha'Zix for a moment before realizing the situation. Kha'Zix felt the ability to move again, and as the guards started walking towards him he bolted down the opposite hall. He could hear the guards running after him, shouting as they went.

"Stop criminal scum, you violated the law!" Sadly, the guards had failed to notice the passed out body of their friend, and they all slipped in his body fluid. Squish. The sound was sickening as the guards fell over in the large puddle, Twisted Fate just sidestepped to avoid getting his coat dirty. One of the guards, who had been running as fast as possible when he hit the slick, fell to his back and started spinning on the ground. Kha'Zix saw this as Gregas' words went through his mind, 'Do a Barrel Roll!'

Kha'Zix felt his legs give out from under him as the puke-bullet stallion slammed into his legs. He fell backwards onto the poor guard and into the muck himself. The guard slid Kha'Zix and hit one of the pillars, finally halting his progress. Twisted Fate facepalmed and shook his head. Kha'Zix stood up after a few seconds and started continued down the hallway. He turned a corner and saw several doors at each side of the corridor. On the wall held a sign which pointed to a door down the hall that said "Evidence Chest."

'Really? They secure items from criminals and then mark the room so that anyone can find it? These ponies are not the brightest creatures.' Kha'Zix thought as he walked through the door. A guard sat asleep in a chair next to a chest that was full to brim and cracked open. Kha'Zix spied the pack instantly and silently walked over to the chest. He tipped open the lid and looked down at the pack. He moved his arm down to pick up the bag. He looked down, and found he was trying to grab the bag with a scythe. 'I don't have hands...of course.'

Kha'Zix slipped his scythe into the straps and pulled the pack onto his back. He slowly walked past the sleeping guard, and out into hall. He closed the door and stopped. 'If I couldn't pick up the backpack, how did I just grab the doorknob?' Kha'Zix stood there, stymied. He slowly walked away from the door and continued down the hallway and came to a slightly larger room that had only one door. The room had several plants in it, and vines covered in thorns. He looked over to the door and saw out a window next to it. Outside sat a garden with small creatures roaming around it. Many large plants occupied the garden, most acting as houses for the creatures like rabbits. The vines were impossibly long, and most of them were covered in thorns.

Kha'Zix opened the door and stepped out into the garden, avoiding all the sharp thorns. He walked down the least path  with the least thorns and saw a gate that led out of the castle. 'Finally, I can hurry up and get back to Syndra.' As he neared the gate, vines stretched across the ground and covered up the doorway. Kha'Zix turned around and started surveying the area, but he came up with nothing. Suddenly, one of the plants wrapped around his ankle and pulled him down. He struggled to break free as the vine pulled him toward a large plant in the center of the garden. The plant opened up, revealing hundreds of barbs in the sides of the plant, with a yellow liquid at the bottom. Right before he was eaten, Kha'Zix was able to cut the vine with one of his scythes.

"You aren't going to get away that easily." The voice echoed through the garden, and the giant plant started to change. It took the shape of a human female. She was wearing the plants, either that or it was her skin. The plants and vines seemed to be drawn toward her, all bending toward the woman. A couple of vines coiled around her wrists and she looked at Kha'Zix with a hungry expression. "I must feed my plants, or they will wither and die. I have already agreed not to eat the creatures that live here and have been given permission to eat any trespassers."

Several vines rose up and fired seeds into the ground, and the seeds sprouted up as different species of plants. Upon sprouting, some started fire thorns at Kha'Zix, which were not easy to dodge, but they weren't able to break through his Chitin. "I am not to be your meal today, creature. Go prey on something as weak as you." Kha'Zix said, ripping through some of the plants. The woman replied by coiled plants around a thorn shooting plant, making it bigger. It fired, and the thorn penetrated Kha'Zix's chitin easily.

"You may have thorns, but you aren't the only one." Kha'Zix said as he dropped to one knee. The spikes on his shoulders shuddered, and then shot forth. The first one ripped through the plant, cutting it to ribbons. The second struck the woman in the shoulder, drawing blood and causing her to recoil. The third planted itself into the wall behind the her. The girl smiled and threw up her arm, one of the thicker vines followed suit and whipped Kha'Zix in an uppercut. He stumbled backward into a patch of vines that wrapped themselves around his legs, stopping his movement.

Kha'Zix looked up for just long enough to see a large amount of brambles and twisted thickets surging toward him like a giant wave from the ocean. The wall of plants rammed into him, sending him flying into the air. As he fell through the air he flared his wings, only to find that the putrid filth from the guard had moistened them far too much for flight. During his descent, a vine latched onto his mid section and pulled down, impacting him to the ground with much greater force. Crack Several sounds of breaking filled the air as the vine unraveled itself from Kha'Zix. His vision started to blur, and he was barely able to bring himself to his feet.

He blindly fired off more spikes, they impacted a target near his front and the mist that emanated from the spike's explosion soaked into Kha'Zix chitin and skin. This allowed him relief from the pain and his vision straightened a little. A new sight became visible in his sight as well. With all her helpful plants gone, the girl was glowing an outline of purple. Kha'Zix smiled, she was weakened and isolated. This was not going to end well for her. He charged forward, and his scythes took up a purple glow as he turned invisible. It felt different this time though, usually when he cloaked it was just a normal cloak easily maintained. This put the feeling of pure malice that was seeking an enemy.

The feeling of an even more powerful adrenaline pulsed through his veins as his chitin turned from dark purple to an even darker red. The rage overtook his and he leaped, the filth on his wings was thrown off in the speed of his jump and he flew right at the girl. "GRRRRAAAAWWWRR!" He landed on her with a yell and a growl, his scythes sinking into her stomach. The red pulse on his scythes emptied into her and for a moment her skin burned a sickly red. He opened her mouth to scream, but it did not come. Kha'Zix wasted no time in taking a bite out of his enemy, the girl's blood was partially different from actual blood with it's plant DNA, but it satisfied just as well.

Kha'Zix bit down onto her face, grabbing her chin with his bottom jaw and the top jaw landing on her forehead. He pushed down with all his force, and the skull cracked under the weight. Crunch The sound of her skull and teeth cracking and breaking into hundreds of tiny pieces rang out before fading into the night sky. Kha'Zix ravaged the body with bites, savoring the kill and regaining his strength. When he was done, he walked over to the gate and kicked it down. He proceeded to walk out of the castle grounds and through the alleyways that took up most of Canterlot.

'Maybe Syndra will show some respect now, I did just kill someone that would get in her way and retrieve her backpack.' Kha'Zix walked happily through the streets and alleys of Canterlot, he would get back to the forest and get his bits from Warwick, who bet that he wouldn't be able to do it. As he cheerily walked toward the railroad that led out of Canterlot, only one thought was going through his mind.

'I never thought I would go Vegan.'