A group of three teens and one young adult drove creepily slow down the road leading to the adult woman’s home.

Twilight watched the left side of the road as Trixie kept eye on the right side. Luna made a turn down the road, entering the row of industrial stores before the neighborhood.

The dimer shaded blue skinned woman driving sighed, “Girls we’re at the end of the road, the house is just around the corner.”

“Keep heading down, there's still a high chance she could have been taken through here. Most kidnappings are done on streets with alleyways like this.” Twilight explained moving in further to the window in an attempt to see the sidewalk and dark alleys better.

“Trixie agrees.”

“Me as well, darlings. If we don't find anything through here I suggest we look-” Rarity started only to be cut off by a certain purple scientist.

“Look! That’s Sunset’s phone!” Twilight exclaimed, pouncing on the car door handle, ready to run out when the car stopped.

The ponytailed female did just that as Luna placed the car in park by the sidewalk.

The other three females followed suit, surrounding Twilight as she picked up the phone just in the entrance of an alley.

“Is it really her’s?” Luna asked.

Twilight’s violet eyes filled with tears and nodded, “I-it has the wallpaper of Ray on it. It’s super cracked, the screen is broken, b-but I think I can work around it.”

Rarity and Trixie walked further down the alley as Twilight and Luna worked with the cellular device.

The silver and white haired girl moved her eyes to a nasty dark puddle and splatter towards a shaded corner. Trixie grimaced at ideas that forefronted her mind at seeing the blood, “Sunset… What happened? Please be okay.”

“Ladies, I believe I found some of Sunset’s possessions.” Rarity’s posh voice said, picking up a disheveled bag and books thrown on the ground, laying open with the pages down to the concrete.

Luna and Twilight walked over to the polished teen.

The pale purple and blue haired woman looked over the owned objects, “Yep this Sun’s bag…” Luna confirmed surfing over the rubber leather black backpack with gold zippers and her signature abstract sun.

Twilight wiped a sleeved hand over her cheeks, holding the once scattered books close to her chest, “I-I’m calling my brother, he’s a detective on Sunset’s case. H-he’ll need these for evidence and he can further the i-investigation.”

The adult woman nodded in agreement, “That’s a good idea, Twilight. We don't need to find anything that is dangerous and that we can’t handle.”

As Twilight got in contact with her brother, Rarity and Trixie stood by each other.

The tailor noticed the illusionist kept a considerable distance from her. Not that Rarity necessarily blamed the teen, despite this Rarity made an attempt in conversation with the egotistical magician.

“So… Do you have any ideas on what might have happened to our Sunset Shimmer?” Rarity said.

The violet haired teen was met with surprise as Trixie whipped her head in Rarity’s direction giving an almost offended look, “Our? Trixie is aware of your reconciliation with Sunset but just because she can find it in her to look past things doesn't mean I can.” Rarity gave a sad look but kept quiet as Trixie drug in a breath, “As to answer your question, The investigative and connective Trixie knows without a doubt this has something to do with the Anon-A-Miss disaster months back.”

“Yes, that's what I fear… though I don't understand why this person or persons would attack Sunset. Everyone has to know by now that she truly had nothing to do with it.” Rarity said, her voice getting sadder as she explained, thinking about her grave mistake during the incident.

Police sirens could be heard in the distance.

The ivory skinned teen felt at terrible war with herself. Why did this person even decide to go after the falsely-accused Sunset, even after months and knowing it wasn't even her? What if this person had decided to go after her younger sister instead or even next?

Rarity couldn't help but feel almost glad that it wasn't her sister. If Sweetie Belle had fallen victim to a disturbing kidnapping like this Rarity genuinely wouldn't know how to handle that. This by no means meant that she was happy the Sunset had been so brutally taken. The redhead didn't deserve it. She’s already been through so much. Rarity was determined to aid in the search for the amber skinned teen.

Rarity’s sapphire eyes lifted up as she was pulled out of her mental trance at the sound of sniffling. The fashionista looked towards the source of the sniffling seeing Twilight Sparkle.

Not the Princess Twilight Sparkle. Not the pony princess she had admired and respected. Not the Twilight she had disappointed. But a Twilight Sparkle she didn't know. The human Twilight. Sunset had already claimed her friendship. So much so that the lavender skinned teen sought out for Sunset’s foster family and friends to make their own search party.

“If it’s worth anything, though Trixie doesn't like or truely trust you, I know it meant alot to Sunset to get an apology from you and that Pie girl.” Trixie said with her arms crossed and her back to Rarity as she had stopped midway in walking over to Twilight and Luna, “Sunset is one of the bestest friends I’ve ever had. If you or another rainboom or any person does anything to hurt her again, I’ll turn you into the nastiest frog. And when we find who took Sunset, trust me, I’ll make them live in their own nightmare for the rest of their miserable days.” The magician said darkly.

The stunned tailor only nodded in response before Trixie turned back making the rest of the way over to Sunset’s partner and host mother.

***

Sunset grunted as she wiggled her tight, strained muscles. She wasn't sure how much time had passed. When the amber skinned teen awoke she had one of the worst headaches of her life. Even worse than when she had over used her magical power as a young ignorant unicorn. Her left eye was swollen and her mouth kept filling with blood. Her left jaw felt off and kept giving hot flashes of pure pain. Her entire rib area ached and complained at any movement. However the redhead was determined to escape, she wouldn't let this stop her. No matter how painful it was.

The former unicorn used her body to force the chair to scoot back to the wall. She didn't have much strength but she'd used what she did have to remove the rope from her arms.

Finally getting the chair to the wall, Sunset did her best to stand as much as she could, beginning to slam the back and hind legs of the chair into the wall. As she continued to slam the chair into the wall she got more desperate hearing the wood crack and splinter from the force. Slamming her weight into it more until eventually the back of the wooden chair cracked apart with the back splitting in half as the top half broke off along with the hind legs cracking apart, leaving two giant sharp splints and Sunset able to slide her arms out from the rope.

The redhead also cried feeling the intense pressure around her upper chest and arms being released. Sunset hadn't noticed till now just how tight the ropes had been.

Laying on her back now, Sunset stretched her arms down to her tied up ankles still connected to the front chair legs, leading to the seat. The bruised up female could barely reach but through persistence and straining Sunset managed untie her ankles, setting her free from the chair.

As pathetic as she felt, a few tears slipped down her cheeks at her now self made freedom. Sunset went to stand, she found it difficult as her legs wobbled incredibly and it took a few tries till she could fully stand and walk.

Panic seized her movements as she heard footsteps head her way. Quickly Sunset grabbed one of the sharp wooden sticks that came from the chair she destroyed and hid by the doors blind spot, ready to charge anyone. Sunset trembled. What if she had to do more than just hurt someone?

The door creaked open and Sunset heard the person she feared, “What the fuck?”

The muscled female stomped into the room, observing the damage as Sunset pushed herself further into the space behind the now open door.

The redhead brought the wooden stake to her front as Gilda’s heavy footsteps got closer.

Sunset shot out from behind the door, not wanting to allow Glida to have the upper hand, the stake being held out in front of her.

Glida cried out from the sudden attack as Sunset harshly collided her makeshift weapon with the larger girl's chest knocking her to the ground.

Sunset raised the weapon above her head and swung it back down to collide against the side of Gilda’s head.

The kidnapper’s head bounced against the ground from the hit. The redhead went for another swing, adrenaline pushing through her veins.

Sunset's swing had been abruptly stopped when the tan skinned female grabbed Sunset’s wrist, “That’s it little girl! You wanna fight, that's what you’ll get!”

The amber skinned girl let out a yelp as she was thrown to the ground onto her back. She struggled against the buffier girl as she moved on top of the redhead and straddled her, holding down Sunset’s wrist’s.

Sunset struggled against Gilda, gripping the wooden stake tighter only for Gilda to twist her wrist in an uncomfortable way that made her drop the weapon. The larger female picked up the redhead forcefully by her maroon t-shirt’s collar, “You wanna act like the animal that you really are? Fine, you'll get treated that way!” Gilda exclaimed, pulling Sunset down a dark hallway.

The redhead yanked herself back causing her shirt to become ripped, being freed Sunset quickly got up and raced a b-line up the basement stairs.

With Gilda’s strong legs compared to Sunset’s weakened, wounded legs, the stronger female caught up quickly grabbing the now torn and dirty leather jacket. The redhead pulled herself out of the jacket as Gilda pulled on it.

Throwing the jacket to the ground, Gilda tackled Sunset on the stairs just before she could reach the door and threw the amber skinned teen down the steps.

The redhead coughed violently at the impact of being thrown to the ground at the bottom of the stairs. She heard cracks in her torso but didnt know what had broken, just that her back and ribs were on fire.

Sunset looked up at Gilda’s furious bright yellow eyes as the ganger marched down to her. “Awwww, poor little pony has it so hard she has to hurt herself?” She said pointing out Sunset's now pinkish, dark gold scares lining her arms.

The former unicorn chose not to respond as tears built up in her right eye, as her left eye was too swollen to tell.

“C'mere my little pony, animals like you shouldn’t be roamin’ around free.” Gilda said, pulling up the redhead by her hair and into a chain fence cage that looked meant for a very large dog.

“G-Gilda please stop! I-It’s gone too far! I’m sorry for making you feel like you couldn’t be friends with Rainbow Dash! Y-you can let me go, I’ll blame all this on myself! Your name won't be mentioned!” Sunset’s weak voice pleaded.

The redhead whimpered as Gilda stepped away from her out of the cage, locking it, “Your right, It’s gone too far. That's why I can't let you leave. Just remember for the rest of your numbered days, this is your fault.” Gilda spat out, stomping up the steps.

***

It was now Thursday afternoon as Detective Shining Armour pulled up to a small rundown home in the poorer district of Canterlot City.

The ivory man got out of his car and stepped up the rundown home, giving soft but loud knocks.

“Aww tailfeathers! Who in god’s land is that?” A gruff man shouted angrily from inside the home.

Heavy footsteps stomped their way to the front door and opened it with a long creak.

“An officer huh? There isn’t any business for you here!” The man said. He was on the slightly shorter side with saggy light pink skin and a scarred eye with a blind eris, with bald top, black hair and bushy eyebrows.

Shining took in a deep breath as he had a feeling this might be a difficult talk, “Good Afternoon Sir, I’m Detective Shining Armour,” he showed off his officer badge, “I’m working on a case for a missing person and was hoping you could answer some questions for me.”

“I don’t know anything about missing a person, your time has been wasted.” The only man barked with frustration at the disturbance.

As the man began to close the door, running footsteps could be heard, “Grandpa! That’s the case I was telling you about for my journalism class, remember?!” A high pitched young female voice shouted.

“No. Why would I remember that?”

The young girl rolled her eyes at the old man before swinging the door open and snapping a hand to her forehead in salute, “Hello Mister Officer! I’m future journalist and nurse, Gabby Gruff at your service!” The girl had slate skin, teal eyes and short hair slicked back into a small ponytail.

“Nice to meet you, you said you have something about the missing person?” Shining asked.

“Well not necessarily something, I’ve just been researching it because it’s so close to home and odd!” The excitable girl responded, bringing her hand back down.

Shining nodded, and pulled out a picture of a buff young woman with tan skin and white with lavender tipped spiky hair, “Is there any chance you know this woman? This address is listed as her residence.”

“Oh Aunt Gilda! But she hasn’t been here in months, Grandpa Gruff assumes that she left town with her friends.” Gabby’s young raspy voice said.

“Do you or him know where she would be?” The shaggy blue haired man asked.

“Let me go see!” Gabby responded by running into the house, keeping the door wide open. Shining could see the old man sitting in a tan leather recliner.

The two family members had a quick silent talk before Gabby came running back, “Grandpa said they used to hang out all the time in the red brick warehouse just on the outskirts of town. He also says that usually he doesn’t snitch but Gilda owes him money and needs to be taught a lesson.” Gabby smiled innocently.

Shining almost laughed but kept his professional composer, “Thank you very much. Let him know that he and you will be rewarded if we find her.”

Gruff looked towards the front door from the living room, “Better be!”

Gaining his first lead to where Gilda and her gang could be, the officer prepared himself for what would hopefully be a confrontation and the finding of Sunset Shimmer.

***

“I miss my Twilight… I’m tired… I’m hungry, so, so, very hungry…”

Sunset thought weakly as she stared at a blank wall with half lidded eyes, laying on the cold concrete.

The amber skinned girl slowly sat up with shaky arms.

“I need to get out… I need to.”

Sunset forced herself further up through the pain throbbing in her body. The most she could manage was to get herself on all fours, crawling to the chain fencing. Sunset inspected the gate and lock, seeing a giant padlock, if she had something thin enough, she was sure she could pick it.

Cyan eyes searched the area for anything, the best she could find was a small thin stick. The red head knew she would have to be careful to ensure that it doesn’t break. On her knees Sunset squeezed her hands through the chain opening and reached around to the lock, inserting the stick.

Sunset wasn’t sure how much time had passed as she jiggled and moved the impromptu key lock when she felt frustration bubbling.

“Celestia, damn it!” The redhead whispered in frustration.

Her eyes teared up as the stick broke in half, “That’s not what I meant…” Sunset responded, thumping her head against the fence.

The bruised amber skinned girl’s breathing picked up. Sunset couldn’t stand it. Being kept in this fence, she truly felt like an animal, more than ever.

She began to look around, her mind racing to find another way out. Sunset knew at this point she would have to fight her way out. With Sunset being barely able to think at this point of exhaustion and starvation, the redhead settled into her natural born instincts and sent a wild buck to the fence.

Getting more desperate Sunset sent another buck into the fence and let out a strained laugh as the fence began to bend.

A buck. Another buck. And another buck. Until finally a small part at the bottom of the chain fence had been completed folded out.

Quickly the redhead crawled her way through. Sunset let out a cry as a long narrow gash was cut into her left calf from a random sharp piece of the fence stuck out.

Sunset didn't let that stop her as she struggled to get her self up on her bipedels. Sunset limped as quickly as she could to the stairs, having to hold her torso in an attempt to dispel the pain.

The redhead paused mid way on the stairs, suddenly hearing commotion behind the door. There was yelling, lots of it. Sunsets eas were making a high pitched ringing and her head was too light to fully understand and process what they were saying and yelling about.

Quietness. Suddenly it was quiet. Now. Now was her chance, and Tirek be damned if she wasn't going to take it.

Sunset made her way up the rest of the stairs, slowly and with her heart thumping widley and loudly in her ears.

Sunset's hand shook as she grabbed the door handle, as soon as she opened it she would run. No matter how much it hurt. No matter how far.

Creaking the door open the light became blinding to her dark adjusted eyes.

Her glossy eyes stared open as she came face to face with a heavily armed officer with ivory skin and shaggy blue hair stood in the doorway. Shining Armor.

"Sunset! Holy-, Guys! She's over here! Get the medics!" Shining turned to Sunset, "Damn, you are one strong girl you know that?"

Sunset began to wobble as her whole body began to feel lighter, "I'm hungry." She said before her entire world turned dark.

Author's Note

Hiii!

Wowie SunShim really going through it. Let's hope she a good and easy recovery.

Please leave you comments, questions an/or concerns :)