Author's Note

Hey everyone, sorry for my inactivity these past few months. Life keeps getting in the way. Anyway, I promise to do my best to upload and update more chapters to the rest of stories.

Have a good day, and keep Bronying on.

The Average Life of Two Former Vigilantes

The morning sun rises over the land and all the people of Canterlot City and beyond are now waking up from their slumbers. Especially two individuals from two different places. In a huge, luxurious manor, a handsome young man, named Silver Scorpion; former vigilante, former partner of the Massacre Phantom, and ex-convict; wakes up to his beautiful mate, Aurora; a 8ft tall humanoid dragon goddess, snuggling up with him.

Silver groggily stares at his mate with a warm smile before he would soon get up from bed. But something was weighing him down. So he would look down and see a huge lump on top of him underneath his covers. He lifts up his blanket, and he sees none other than the cute muffin angel, Derpy Hooves. Sleeping peacefully on top of him.

Silver can’t help but sigh with a smile and thinking: ‘How did you get in my room without waking me?’

"Hmm… yummy muffins," Derpy said in her sleep, snuggling into his chest.

“Hmmmm… More cuddles,” Aurora also spoke in her sleep as she pulled Silver’s head deeper into her GGG-cup bosom. Half of Silver’s face was smothered by the softness of her bust.

Silver lets out a tired, annoyed sigh as he thinks to himself.

“How am I gonna get out of bed?”

Meanwhile, in another part of the city, over by the countryside, another young man was waking up from his slumber with a yawn. This young man had bright yellow skin, crazy long, black hair that reached all the way down his back and had red eyes. His name was Dark Renegade. Former convicted murderer of hundreds of criminal lives and now a humble chef and wood cutter at Camp Everfree.

And sleeping right next to him is his girlfriend, Gloriosa Daisy. Both him and Gloriosa were butt-naked under the blankets… for obvious reasons. She wasn't waking up anytime soon since last night's session with her boyfriend really wiped her out. It was unfortunate for Gloriosa's brother, Timber Spruce, who had to sleep in another room entirely. And he was kept up all night from his sister getting boned by her hulking boyfriend.

"Man… she just gets tighter and tighter every day," Dark thought to himself, looking down at his sleeping wildflower.

Back with Silver at his manor, after getting up from bed, Silver makes his way through the hallways and down the stairs towards the kitchen of his family’s mansion.

Upon arriving at the kitchen, Silver then prepares his breakfast for the morning. Sure there were his mother and Bristle; who’s the family butler; who would always prepare breakfast for him. But today, he wished to do it himself. After having served 5 years in prison and living on his own for about a few months, he’s used to taking care of himself. Today, he decided to try something different than your usual American breakfast.

Minutes go by and Silver is almost done prepping his breakfast. The smell of the food was definitely drawing the attention of everyone in his family home. Aurora would be the first to come down towards the kitchen; due to her god-like speed, wearing a blue and golden kimono silk robe and disguised in her human form to not freak out Silver’s parents.

"What is that delicious aroma I've been smelling! It smells… delicious!” Aurora commented while she was hugging Silver from behind his back.

Then soon 3 other fast blurs sped into the kitchen, which turned out to be 3 girls. The first girl had dark-red tomboy hair, bright orange eyes, and wore a red and golden kimono robe; this was Aurora’s hotheaded sister, Nova; the dragon goddess of fire. The second girl had long sky-blue hair with green highlights, blue iris eyes, and wore an aqua-blue and green kimono robe; this is another sister of Aurora, Ava; the dragon goddess of water. And the third girl has long snow-white hair, light-blue iris eyes, and wore a white and light-blue kimono robe; this is Aurora’s third sister, Crystal; the dragon goddess of ice. Apparently all three of the dragon goddesses were in their human disguises, as it has already been discussed that they cannot show their dragon forms to Silver’s parents.

“What smells deliciously divine?” “I call first dibs!” “Oooh tasty mortal food!” They all commented at the same time.

Then soon after them, Silver’s parents came down from their bedroom after having smelled Silver’s cooking.

"Mmm, what is that heavenly aroma I smell? It's so… delectable," Fleur said, coming out from the hallway.

"I don't know about you, honey, but I can already hear my taste buds singing already," Magnus replied, following his wife.

“Morning, mother. Morning, father. Morning, girls.” Silver said to them all while keeping his focus on cooking breakfast.

"Good morning, son. Whatcha got cookin' up there?" Magnus asked.

“Mmmmm… just some new Italian recipe that I came across on the internet and I decided to give it a try. I think it's called… uhhhh… Insalata Frittata, I believe?” Silver responded

"Italian, eh? Mmm, sounds absolutely… buono." Fleur said.

“Uhhhh, does anyone know what she said?” Nova asked in confusion.

“She’s just speaking Italian, dear sister. Buono is Italian for ‘good’.” Crystal answered her sister’s question.

“Wait, since when did you learn Italian, Crystal?” Aurora asked.

“I got bored a few years ago, so I took a trip to Rome.” Crystal responded in her defense.

"Breaky time!!!" shouted a cute little girl's voice. Everyone looked over at the hallway and saw a mini version of Derpy come running into the kitchen. This was Dinky Doo, Derpy's daughter and precious little muffin. The little sweetheart ran up to Silver, grabbing his leg, tugging at him. "G'morning Uncky Silvy." she said, looking up at him with her big eyes and cute smile.

Silver chuckled at the little child’s cute greeting as he gently patted her head. “Good morning to you too, Dinky.” he said, warmly. “Have you slept well?” he asked.

"Mhmm! I slept like a baby. I saved a muffin kingdom from an army of brussel sprout monsters!" Dinky proclaimed.

“Aww that’s great, Dinky.” Silver commented heartedly.

As Dinky had filled the room with her immeasurable cuteness, last to enter the kitchen is the family butler, Bristle Wing.

“Morning all.” He politely called out to everyone in the kitchen.

"Ah, Bristle Wing, good morning." Magnus said.

"I trust you'll be joining us for breakfast?" Fleur asked.

“To be surprised, usually I was the one who did the cooking. Guess someone else took my place.” Bristle commented while looking over towards Silver with a smile.

Everyone in the room chuckled at Bristle’s sense of humor. “Consider it a day-off, Bristle.” Silver said.

Meanwhile, back in Camp Everfree, Dark had gotten out of bed to prepare some breakfast for everyone, including him, Gloriosa, Timber AND the campers. He was currently in the mess hall gathering up some ingredients from the fridge and pantry.

For today's menu, he planned on making a different variety of eggs, as well as cooked spam, bacon, hash browns, sausage and pancakes.

Within 15 minutes, the scent of each dish was getting the attention of the hungry campers and the owners. Dark was humming a tune while he taste-tested a tiny portion of the food he was making and it was delicious.

"Mmm, these guys are gonna love it." Dark said. As he was almost done, the door to the mess hall could be heard opening and sure enough…

"Right this way, campers, I hope you're all hungry because we've got lots to go around," Gloriosa said, holding the door open for the many hungry campers.

"Mmmm, that smells good," one of the mothers said.

"I hope they got pancakes!" one of the little boys said.

"I could eat a whole boar," one man added.

"Single file line, campers, plenty o' food for everyone," Dark called out with a smile and a wave. "Now, we've got here some freshly cooked spam, hash browns, crispy bacon, delicious sausage links, some fluffy pancakes AND different varieties of eggs. I've got scrambled, over easy, over medium, over well-done, sunnyside up, hardboiled, softboiled, even omelet style." he listed, displaying his fine work.

"Well, looks like you went all out," Gloriosa said, impressed.

"Yup. Now then, everyone form a line and I'll serve you all your portions." Dark instructed.

As instructed, the campers all lined up with trays in hand. Dark handed them each a portion of the food he made. One by one, each of the campers came and got their breakfast and raced for the tables, wanting to sink their teeth into the delicious food.

Once everyone was served, Dark handed a portion to Gloriosa, had one saved for Timber for when he woke up and then he served himself.

"Dark, I cannot thank you enough for all your help. Look at all the happy campers," Gloriosa said, gesturing to everyone eating.

"Yeah… don't get much better than this. So, what's on today's agenda after everyone's gotten their bellies filled?” Dark asked.

“Mmmm… Let me check the schedule again.” Gloriosa responded before she reached into her pocket and pulled out the paper copy of the camp’s schedule. She unfolded the paper and looked over the listed activities on the schedule. "Let's see, there's archery at 10AM, hiking at 11AM, Arts and Crafts at Noon, a scavenger hunt at 1PM and finally, canoeing and swimming at 3PM. The water should be warm enough by then."

"Good idea. So, who's in charge of which activities?" Dark asked.

"Timber's in charge of leading in the hiking activity and scavenger hunt. I'm in charge of Arts and Crafts and archery, while you manage the swimming and canoeing." Gloriosa listed.

"Alrighty then. Lifeguard Dark Renegade reporting for duty," Dark saluted, making her giggle.

"You're funny, you know that?" Gloriosa stated.

"When you got it, you got it," Dark shrugged.

"Excuse me…" a young boy's voice said, getting Dark's and Gloriosa's attention. "Can I have more pancakes please?"

"Hmmm… well, sure, why not. Allow me, young man," Dark said. He grabbed the kid's plate and brought it with him back into the kitchen and put two more pancakes on it before giving it to the boy. "Here you go and sure to wash it down with water, or even juice."

"Thank you, mister!" the boy said before running back to his seat.

"Awww, they're so precious at that young age," Gloriosa said.

"So pure and innocent. It always makes me smile," Dark sighed.

After having breakfast with the whole family, well almost all since Inferno was away with his pals; Silver was getting ready for his working hours at the Sweet Snacks Cafe, as was Derpy since they had both worked there. They both took a shower, and yes, they shared a shower to not waste time… and there was a bit of ‘cuddling’ while they showered. After taking their shower, they soon put on their job uniforms for the day and later they freshen themselves up for the day; brushing their teeth, fixing up their hair, etc.

And as they were prepping, the two shared a conversation while they were at it.

“You are a dirty woman, Derpy.” Silver commented on Derpy for what she did during their shower session a while ago.

"Only when I'm with you, Silver," Derpy giggled teasingly. "And… well, that Yabuki guy who's also kind to me and Dinky, but right now, I've got you."

“Yeah, well ever since he and his buds, along with the Rainbooms decided to leave the country to solve some other problem in another one; you’ve been draining me dry for a few days. And also they had my brother tag along with them. I had to cover for him and tell our parents that his friends invited him out on a vacation getaway.” Silver exclaimed before he started to brush his teeth a second time.

"Aww, you must really miss your little brother. I always wondered what'd be like to have a brother or a sister. But hey, I'm just glad I have a wonderful family," Derpy said.

Her statement brought a warm smile on Silver’s face as he gave Derpy a hug in gratitude for her words.

“Same here, Derpy. Same here.” He said. “But honestly, even though Inferno and I are on slightly good terms, I still feel like he still holds resentment towards me, especially for everything in the past. Hell, even Dark’s brother still resents him greater than anything worse in this world. While I hold nothing against Inferno hating me, but honestly, I don’t know what to do to get my brother to fully accept me again.” Silver exclaimed.

"I wish I knew what to tell you, but I'm drawing a blank. Well… except for muffins, but, that's just my mind wandering freely. But, one of these days, Inferno WILL accept you. You just have to hope for the best and prepare for the worst." Derpy said.

“Thanks, Derpy. What did this world do to deserve you?” Silver commented before giving Derpy a kiss on the cheek.

"Hehehe, who knows, but I'm glad I'm here. So, shall we head on out?" Derpy asked.

“We sure shall. And as a treat to you, we’ll be driving in style.” Silver proclaimed as he headed out of the bathroom, with Derpy looking at him with confusion and curiosity.

“Huh?” she said.

Then the bathroom scene cuts away towards the front of the mansion, as the mansion garage doors open up. And once they were fully open, Silver and Derpy rode out of the garage on Silver’s motorcycle; and both wearing helmets for safety. The two drove towards the mansion gates, as they automatically opened to allow the two to leave the estate and soon they sped off on the open road.

Derpy let out an excited cheer as she held tightly around Silver’s waist and felt the wind brush against her.

But of course, one thought puzzled her mind.

“Wait?! Who’s gonna take my lil’ Dinky to school?!” She panicked, like any mother would.

But Silver soon assures her. “Oh don’t worry, my parents and Bristle are taking care of that. In fact, they’re gonna give the lil’ muffin princess a ‘royal escort’.” He proclaimed.

"Really? Oh, that's so nice of them!" Derpy replied.

And Derpy's worries would be casted aside as right now, Silver's parents and Bristle were all getting into the limo, along with little Dinky. As usual, Bristle was the driver. He made sure to open the doors for the master and mistress.

The married couple climbed in and closed one of the doors while Dinky was outside, staring at the limo in awe with her big eyes.

"Come on in, darling. It's perfectly safe and quite comfortable," Fleur invited, patting on the empty seat next to her.

"Well… okay!" Dinky said with a bright smile and a squee before getting in and closing the door.

"So, Dinky, is this your first time in a limo?" Fleur asked.

"Uh-huh," Dinky replied.

"Well then, get ready for the luxurious ride of your life, little princess," Magnus said, reaching over and patting little Dinky on the head.

"Yay!" Dinky cheered.

"Fasten your seatbelts, we're heading out right now," Bristle instructed. Everyone did as they were told and soon, the garage door opened up, along with the gate. Bristle started the engine and drove out of the house, making his way to Dinky's school.

Back again, with Camp Everfree, after everyone's eaten their fill of that delicious breakfast feast, it was now time for the camp hosts to go over the schedule for today. At the moment, everyone was gathered outside and Gloriosa and Timber were up on the podium.

"Good morning to all fellow campers. I hope you all had a wonderful breakfast and a good night's sleep, because now we're gonna start today off with some fun-filled activities we have scheduled for you today." Gloriosa said. "Starting at 10AM, we will be practicing archery and I will be supervising and making sure no one gets hurt. At 11AM, Timber will take you all on a hiking trip, so be sure to bring plenty of water in case you get thirsty."

"Then at Noon sharp, we got Arts and Crafts. Gloriosa will be hosting that and then at 1PM, we'll be having a scavenger hunt, hosted by yours truly," Timber said.

"And finally, at 3 PM, you'll be under my protection as we go canoeing in the lake and taking a little dip. Now, are y'all ready for the best camping trip ever?" Dark asked, hyping up the kids, getting them to cheer. "I can't hear you!" He riles them up and makes them cheer louder. "THAT'S what I like to hear. Now then… that'll be all for now. Feel free to do what you will until the time comes! Dismissed!"

Soon all the campers dispersed and went off to do some small activities to pass the free time they have. After they all went off to do their own things, Gloriosa approached and latched onto Dark as she looked up at him with aroused eyes.

“You truly know how to raise up everyone’s spirits, don’t ya babe.” She spoke to him.

"What can I say? I'm a free spirit. After all… I've got this, too." Dark winked.

Gloriosa gives him a smug look after hearing him using her own catchphrase. “Oh, using my own words, are ya? I don’t know if I should be flattered… or aroused?” She commented.

"You tell me… my gorgeous little wildflower," Dark whispered in her ear.

"Ugh… will you two get a room, already?" Timber commented in disgust.

"Hmmm… a room. Not a bad idea. Shall we, "rose lips?" We still have 35 minutes to spare. Think we got enough for a… quickie?" Dark asked, stroking Gloriosa's beautiful hair locks.

Gloriosa gave him a bright grin before she jumped onto him, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

“Lead the way, big boy~” She spoke in a sultry tone.

"Heh, okay, but easy there, sweetheart… there's children among us," Dark chuckled before carrying her off to their cabin in secret, away from prying eyes.

With Timber all on his own, he sighs and leans against the wall outside the mess hall. "What did I ever do to deserve this?" he asked.

Much time has gone by during the day and at the moment, Silver and Derpy are currently at Sweet Snacks Cafe. Silver was currently unloading food supply boxes from the supply truck and carrying them into the restaurant’s storage room. He still had some ill emotions towards the storage room; especially since last time he and Derpy were locked in it by some asshole.

While the prep was never found, Silver and Derpy were thankful Aurora found them and got them out.

Anyways, after putting the last supply box into the storage room, Silver was done with his task and then he went to bid the truck driver farewell as they drove away. With that, the former ex-con heads up to the front counter of the cafe, where Mr. and Mrs.Cake were serving out food and beverages.

“Mr. And Mrs. Cake, the storage room has been fully stocked. And I made sure they are all sorted onto their proper selves.” Silver informs them.

"Thank you, Silver. We very much appreciate it," Mrs. Cake replied.

"Yes, good job, Silver. Now that you're done, we'll need you to clean up the tables that aren't in use right now," Mr. Cake instructed. “Especially table 7, someone’s child spilled a milkshake all over the table.”

“Sure thing, Mr. Cake. You can count on me.” Silver responded before he headed to the back of the cafe to get the cleaning supplies. ‘You better not hide the cleaning supplies again, Jimmy.’ He thought to himself.

After a minute of searching for the mop and the cleaning supplies, Silver then returns back up to the front of the cafe to carry out his task. As he walks through the dining area, he spots Derpy working as a waitress for the day and tending to a family of three at a table. He silently gave her a smile and a thumbs up for the good work before he got to his task.

First he started with the tables that were less messy and he sprayed and wiped them down, while also taking small trashes on the table and stuffing them in a trash bag. And once he finished with them, Silver then moves on to the table that was requested of him to clean: table 7. And upon looking at the table, there was milkshake spilling everywhere; the tabletop, the seats, and the floor.

Silver lets out an annoyed sigh as he then takes out a couple of rags and he dries up the milkshake off the tabletop and seats. Then he uses the surface cleaner spray and wipes the tabletop and seat down to remove the stickiness left behind by the milkshake. Once that was covered, he then now takes the mop and starts cleaning up the milkshake puddle on the floor.

And as he was doing that, the bell on the main doors rang as a group of 5 masked figures walked into the cafe and walked over to the serving counter of the cafe. Hearing the ring of the bell, Silver turned to look at the group and he was already sensing some bad vibes coming off these masked men.

"Oh, umm… Welcome to the Sweet Snacks Cafe, can I… get you anything?" Mrs. Cake asked, trying to keep calm.

“Yeah…” One of the masked men spoke with a gruff voice before he pulled out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Mrs. Cake. “... empty the register and hand over the cash!” He demanded harshly.

Soon every customer and the waiting staff in the cafe all started to panic by the hostility by the masked assailants. But before they all could flee the scene, the other masked men all pulled out their weapons; ranging from bats, pipes, and pockets knives, and they demanded everyone to sit down and not do anything rash.

"Okay, okay, just… just calm down, we'll… we'll have it ready," Mr. Cake said, quaking in his boots, trying to keep things from escalating. "Honey… I'll look after the customers… you go on and get them what they want."

"Be careful, honey," Mrs. Cake said, afraid for her husband's life.

“Stay where you are, old man!” The masked gunman scolds Mr. Cake, insisting that he doesn’t move from his spot. Then the gunman looks back at Mrs. Cake. “Now empty the register, lady!” He repeated his demands.

Mrs. Cake didn’t say anymore and proceeded to do what the thug requested.

Watching all of this, Silver held a calm and stoic expression on his face. But deep inside, like a dormant volcano, he was ready to erupt. With the mop in his hand and removing his apron as he slowly approaches the masked men; much to the silent protest and concerns from the other hostages and Derpy.

The ex-con then clears his throat, loud enough to get the thugs’ attention. And then, Silver makes some small talk with them.

“Uh, excuse me, gentlemen. But if you don’t mind, this is a cafe and not a bank. So if you’re gonna come in here, you’re gonna have to buy some food or maybe a cup of coffee. But if not, then I would have to ask you to leave the premises.” He gave his statement to the group of thugs.

"Ah, shut up! Nobody asked you, pale face. Who the hell do you think you are to tell us what to do, huh?" the goon with the gun asked.

Silver looks at the goon with the same calm expression, but unbeknownst to the group of thugs, the ex-con grips tightly onto the mop as Silver gives his answer.

"Oh me... I'm just the cleaning boy... And I'm gonna take out the trash." Silver proclaimed.

All 5 thugs looked at each other in silence before they let out a loud fit of laughter, not fazed by Silver’s threats.

“Yo, man, kill this fool!” The gunman tells one of his comrades. The thug in question raises up his bat and he quickly approaches Silver while rearing his weapon to deliver a grand slam.

But when he swung, Silver flawlessly and effortlessly shifted out of the way of the bat’s battering range, shocking the thug. Then the ex-con used his mop as a staff and delivered swift and harsh blows to the thug’s torso in a quick fashion. Then gives one to the thug’s groin, causing him to squeal in pain before Silver twirls his mop around in his hands and delivers a harsh strike to the thug’s head, knocking him to the ground and rendering him unconscious.

Everyone in the cafe was stunned and silent by the quick and brutal display that Silver made. The four remaining thugs looked at their fallen comrade before they all stared up at Silver with anger.

Silver, on the other hand, stared at them with a stoic expression, while still holding the mop in his hand.

“So… who’s next?” He asked the thugs, urging them to make their next move.

"Why you son of a bitch! I'MMA KILL YOU!!!" one of the other goons rushed at Silver recklessly to try and grab him, but Silver quickly countered by jabbing him in the stomach with the mop… using the other end. Then, he swung it upwards, slamming the mop against his chin, then knocked him out with a downward blow to the head.

Then a second goon charged forward and swung a pipe at Silver. The ex-con uses his mop to block the attack, but while the mop did its job, the pipe caused the mop to snap in half.

However, this did not phase Silver’s goal and drive. And soon he uses both halves of the broken mop as dual batons and he swiftly, and mercilessly, jabbed and beat every inch of the thug’s body. Striking at every joint in the arms and legs, and hitting at some of the pressure points in the body. And then finally Silver strikes the thug with his elbow, knocking the guy out.

The former vigilante then discarded his weapons as he stared at the two remaining thugs in front of him.

The once cocky and arrogant goons were now scared out of their wits to even go up against this mysterious man.

"W-W-Who the hell is this guy?" goon 1 asked.

"The hell should I know? He-He-He's not human!" goon 2 stuttered.

As Silver patiently waited for the either of the thugs to come at him, goon #2 soon lunges at him in fear, brandishing a knife. The two engage in close quarters combat, with the thug trying to stab Silver, but Silver was far too skilled in hand-to-hand than the low-life criminal. Silver displays his skills in both aikido and judo as he traps the thug in a wrist lock with the hand that holds the knife, and then Silver delivers quick strikes to different places on the thug’s body, striking at the body pressure points. Then he grapples the goon’s arm and uses his leg to sweep his opponent’s legs and then tosses the goon to the ground in a fluid motion. He then kneels down and swiftly strikes at the goon’s neck, causing the thug to cough violently as his airflow was nearly cut off and his neck hurt; leaving him unable to fight on.

Then Silver turns his attention towards the final thug; the goon with the gun.

"Damn it! S-S-Stay back! I… I'm warning you! I'm not fooling around here!" the last goon shouted, pointing his gun at Silver.

Silver stared at the thug with his same stoic expression as he slowly steps forward towards him in a calmly manner. Everyone in the cafe held wide-eyed and fearful expressions, wondering what was going on in Silver’s mind. Derpy on the other hand was more fearful for Silver’s life; especially when he was walking directly in the point-blank range of the thug’s gun.

"MOTHERFUCKER!!!" the goon shouted in fear, pulling the trigger. A loud bang could be heard as the bullet came hurtling out of the barrel and right at Silver. But… in that split second, he dodges the gunshot. "What?! How did…?! STAY BACK, YOU BASTARD!!!" The goon kept firing off more rounds and Silver dodged every single one of them.

But… when the goon shot the last bullet in his mag, Silver didn't dodge it. The goon flashed a toothy grin, thinking this was it. But Silver was too fast and instead, caught the last bullet in his hand, then showed it to the man.

“Sorry… Was that supposed to kill me?” Silver asked in a taunting manner.

The goon stood where he was speechless and horrified beyond his limits. And he wasn’t the only one, the Cakes, as well as Derpy and the customers were beyond shocked. How is it that this one man was able to dodge all those bullets from up close and catch the final one with just his hand? Where did he even learn to fight like that?

Before the thug could have time to get the hell out of there, Silver swiftly decks him in the nose and then grabs his head and slams it onto the serving counter; knocking him unconscious along with the rest of his buddies.

After the one-sided brawl, Silver turns his attention towards the Cakes, his co-workers, and the customers; who all stare at him with dumbfounded expressions.

"Alrighty then… I'll go ahead and call the cops while I'm at it," Silver said. “Oh, and sorry about the mess, Mr. and Mrs. Cake.” He also stated before he reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone and dials 911 while also exiting out of the cafe to await for the cops when they arrive.

Back at Camp Everfree, Gloriosa was watching and teaching everyone how to work their bow and arrow. So far, only a small handful of people were able to get it down right.

"Alright, here is what I want you all to do. Those who haven't hit the target yet, follow my lead. Hold onto the bow as tightly as you can with one hand, then as you pull back on the string with your arrow, make sure not to pull back too far or you'll snap the string off or let loose a stray arrow. Once you've gotten it pulled back enough, keep one eye open when you're about to make the shot." she instructed.

The campers each did as instructed, some aiming high, some aiming low, some to the left… some to the right. When they think they've got a good shot, they release their arrows and… this time, some actually hit the inner and outer circles. But so far, only one managed to hit the bullseye and that was a 10 year old boy.

"Well… that was pretty impressive, all of you." Gloriosa said cheerfully. "Now then… who's ready to try it again?"

Soon her question was responded with the campers repeatedly chanting: “Me! Me! Me!” Their excitement brought glee to Gloriosa.

While the archery activity continued, working nearby, Dark is chopping some firewood for the campfire ceremony tonight. He’s so far chopped up a decent pile of firewood for an hour. You think it would have tired the guy out. Wrong! The guy easily chopped through the wood like butter, and he wasn’t tired at all; well besides sweating a bit. Hey, it was a hot summer.

And as he was about to finish up with the last bit of logs, he heard something in the distance. The sound of an engine… no, two engines roaring, getting closer… and closer. "Who the hell could that be?" Dark asked, putting his axe down to check it out. The lemon-colored hulk followed the sound and stumbled upon something that really grinded his gears.

Two rotten motorcyclists had arrived at the camp, uninvited and were tearing it up by doing donut wheelies on their motorbikes. They were knocking over people's stuff, their drink coolers, destroying their tents, wrecking everything and they were cheering about it.

"Oy vey… guess more ugly spawns are tearing up this peaceful world." Dark said, shaking his head disapprovingly. He sighs. "Oh well, guess I'd better clean up this mess." Dark walks over to the two hooligans, quickly getting their attention. "Hey! This ain't no motorcycle playground, so get those hunks o' junks off this property." he called out.

"Why don't you try and make us, "she-man!" said the first motorcycle goon.

"She-man, huh? Them's fightin' words," Dark grinned, cracking his knuckles. He got up closer to the goon who insulted him and as he was inches away, he shoved him off his bike in a split second and grabbed the motorcycle by the handles. "Let's see if your ugly little toy… can FLY!!!" Dark swung the motorcycle around in a big circle, building up speed and momentum before throwing it back onto the pavement, away from the camp.

That was enough to get the other goon to stop and the two got angry. "Hey! Who the fuck do you think you are, coming out here to ruin our fun, you stupid fucking turd log!?" one of them demanded, glaring daggers at this demon in human skin.

"Who am I, you ask? Easy, I'll tell you…" Dark then grabs both goons by the head, gripping their hair locks tight, making them flail as he lifts them off the ground. "I'm just a humble wood cutter and chef of this fine camp."

Just then, he slammed one of them to the ground, then punched the other in the gut before throwing him at his motorcycle, knocking it and the goon over. And to add salt to injury, he stepped on one of their legs, making them scream like a bitch.

"Now then… I suggest that you two vamoose, or would you prefer a trip to…" there's a long pause and what they see in Dark's eyes… was the look of a psychotic monster as he grinned menacingly like a demon and finished with "...THE CHOP SHOP?!"

The two goons screamed like bitches and ran off, taking their motorbikes with them, never to be seen again. Now that the ugly has left the premise, Dark got to work on fixing up the campers' tents and anything else that was tampered with.

As he was doing this, Timber came out from the bathroom and came outside, only to find the camp was a mess.

"Wha… Dark, what happened here?!" Timber asked.

"Hmm? Oh, nothing, just some ugly anarchist-wannabes tearing up the camp. Luckily, I made them leave after I made my point across." Dark said calmly with a wink.

"You… didn't kill them, or hurt them, did you?" Timber asked skeptically.

"Who, me? Nah, they're still alive. Besides, I didn't hurt them…" Dark replied. '...Much,' he thought to himself.

Soon Dark feels something thug on his pants which causes him to look down and he sees one of the younger campers; a 5-year old girl, who looks straight up at him with her arms extended upwards to him as well.

“Can I have upsies, Mr. Dark?” She asked politely.

"You most certainly can, little missy," Dark says, bending down to her eye level before picking her up and having her ride on his shoulders. "You like the view from up there?"

“YAY!” The little girl cheered loudly, which was the answer Dark needed to hear.

"Yeah, that's right. Feel the wind and be free!" Dark exclaimed as he ran around, keeping the girl steady on his shoulders. She giggled and cheered, enjoying the piggyback ride.

Gloriosa watched the two from afar and a warm smile formed on her face as she enjoyed seeing Dark so kind and funny with the kids.

Gloriosa sighed happily as she had thoughts in head, like: ‘He’s gonna be a great dad someday.’

Once again, back at the restaurant, after calling them, the police had arrived and they soon took the thugs out of the restaurant in handcuffs. A couple of the officers discussed with the Cakes about the men that tried to rob them and if they knew them. Mr and Mrs Cake both confessed that they do not know these men at all.

As this was going on, Silver was going back to his cleaning duties that he left unfinished, as well as cleaning the mess… and bits of blood, that was caused in his brief brawl. While Derpy, along with the waiting staff, was tending to the customers in the cafe who were traumatized by the attempted robbery.

As soon as Silver had finished his task, he grabbed the cleaning supplies and was about to head into the back to put them away, but on the way, he accidentally bumped into someone, causing him to drop the cleaning supplies onto the floor.

“Gah! Sorry about thaaaaaaat…” Silver looked up to the person he bumped into and was about to apologize, until he immediately recognized who he had just bumped into. “... Oh shit.” he remarked.

"Silver Scorpion… what a small world," said Officer Shining Armor. Yup, the man standing before him was none other than Twilight's brother himself… the same man who arrested Silver 7 years ago. And even now, he's not too happy to see Silver after all this time.

Silver tried to force a calm and enthusiastic expression; which failed, as he stared at the cop in front of him.

“Officer Shining Armor… haha… been a while.” Silver responded, with a forced friendly tone of voice.

“It's Detective now, I got promoted 3 years ago. It was a well-earned honor to receive; especially after I arrested you.” Shining responded.

“Ha Ha Ha… You didn’t arrest me. I turned myself in.” Silver exclaimed.

“But I was the one who put you in cuffs. So it counts.” Shining responded. "You'd better be staying out of trouble after these past 7 years. I won't hesitate to throw you back behind bars and throw away the key if more dead bodies turn up. Criminals or not."

“Hey! I have left that life behind a long time ago! I’m now trying to make an honest living as a worker of this fine establishment.” Silver proclaimed, while questioning to the whole restaurant.

“And yet, we have eyewitnesses from the customers and the working staff that you brutally assaulted these men.” Shining retorted.

“Hey! They were gonna hurt somebody! Besides, I politely asked them to leave, but they refused to cooperate. And besides… None of them got hurt.” Silver stated.

Suddenly, the group of crooks groaned from the pain they felt from the young Ronin. Shining Armor glared at Silver, arms folded, not believing him for a second.

"None of them got hurt, huh?" he asked skeptically.

Silver gave an embarrassed and innocent look. “Okaaaaay… So maybe I bruised them up a bit, but they’ll live.” Silver commented.

"Hmph… you're lucky none of the eyewitnesses were injured and it was all in self-defense, otherwise, you'd be joining these guys in the slammer." Shining said begrudgingly.

“Well good luck trying to find a way to get me back in that hellhole. Cause I have no plans going back.” Silver responded, begrudgingly as well.

The men were in a standoff, as both stared at each other with tension and bitterness towards the other. But before things could escalate further, one of the other officers approached the two.

“Captain, we have the suspects in custody and we questioned everyone in the cafe. We’re ready to head back to the station.” The officer spoke to Shining Armor.

"...Alright, let's head out, men!" Shining ordered. But then… "And one more thing, Silver… I'd better not see you anywhere near… her." he said quietly before taking his leave.

Silver’s eyes tensed when Shining mentioned ‘her’ to him. He has been trying so hard to block out those memories, and he had the audacity to bring them up again.

'Oh, you're gonna pay for that low blow, you son of a bitch.’ Silver thought to himself.

As he was having dark thoughts, he doesn’t notice Derpy sneaking up behind him and then taps onto his shoulder. Silver immediately jumps in fright and gives a brief. but a loud scream.

"Oh, sorry, Silver! I didn't mean to scare you!" Derpy said. "Is everything alright? You look like you just saw a ghost muffin or something." she tilts her head in confusion.

Silver instantly calmed his nerves as he turned to Derpy with a forced smile. “Oh it's nothing, Derpy. Just ran into an old acquaintance.” He lied.

"Oh, okay. Well, if you need anything, let me know. I'm gonna go ahead and get back to work. Today's gotten off to a pretty rocky start, hasn't it?" Derpy said.

"That's the understatement of the day," Silver replied.

Derpy nodded and skipped along to the back room, resuming her duties just as some of the customers began to leave while others stayed behind to eat.

Silver sighs to himself with distress and weariness. Today started off normal, and yet, fate decided to get excited for no reason.

‘Let's hope things don’t get any worse from here.’ Silver thought to himself, before he went back to picking up the cleaning supplies he dropped earlier and headed out to the back of the cafe.

As the two former vigilantes are going about their… uh… ‘normal’ lives. At the Canterlot City Mall, some residents of Canterlot city were doing some shopping at many of the stores in the place, or some are highschool students that stopped there to hang out with friends or eat at the food courts.

And one person had plans on spending time with someone.

Sitting on the edges of the fountain, is the daughter of Canterlot City’s #1 crime lord, Ember Dragonheart. Who has been impatiently waiting for a certain (cute) geek for an hour. She tries passing time by playing games on her phone or staring at onlookers nearby. But her thoughts were in conflict right now.

‘Ugh! What’s taking him so long?! He’s never this late. Maybe something bad happened to him again? I swear I’m this close to getting a heart attack if he gets hurt again! Or maybe he doesn’t want to hang out with me anymore… Does he?! No! That can’t be good! I can’t let that happen! I’ll even order my father’s men to kidnap him and… NO! I shouldn’t do that! But what if he does leave me?!’

Yeah. The girl is a mental wreck. Suddenly, her phone rings and it shows a picture of Thorax… blushing on that Christmas night. She quickly answers it.

"Dude, where the hell are you? I've been waiting for like an hour!" Ember said.

"I'm so… SO sorry, Ember! I ran into a bit of a snag before I left home. But I promise you, I'll be there as soon as I can! I'll be there in like… 10 minutes tops!" Thorax replied over the phone. She could even hear him breathing heavily, and also hear the fast pacing sounds of footsteps. She could tell that he was running all the way here.

While she’s a little upset at him being late, she can’t help but lightly chuckle a bit at the geek’s determination. She even found it cute…. Her eyes widened and her cheeks blushed a bit as she shook off those feelings and she immediately replied to Thorax on the phone.

“I-It's fine… Just get here safely ok!” Ember responds before hanging up on the phone and places it back in her pocket, before she then buries her face in her hands and lets out a loud groan. “Why must you alway make me feel things, Thorax?!” She said to herself.

As for the geek, who's making his way to the mall, he has in his hands, a metal briefcase. He usually likes to keep his small notebooks, pencils, math book, and all sorts of personal study items in there.

“I'm late! I'm late! For a very important date! No time to say hello, goodbye, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!” Thorax exclaimed as he was running as fast as he could. “And I really need to cut back on my hours watching Alice in Wonderland.” he noted, realizing what he had just said a few seconds ago.

As he's making his way to the mall, Torch's men are keeping an eye on him from their hiding spots, making sure he doesn't get hurt.

"The kid's almost there, Torch. He's still in one piece." henchman #1 said into his bluetooth.

"Good, don't let him out of your sight. He's gotten hurt enough as it is." Torch replied back over the bluetooth.

The reason he had his men spy on the young man was that his daughter begged him to do it. He can clearly see how much seeing Thorax getting hurt affects her. And knowing that his daughter and the boy have a deep bond, he agreed to have his men keep an eye on him and only intervene should the boy get into any trouble.

And when he did, his daughter kept saying ‘thank you’ over and over again gleefully like a schoolgirl. Honestly, he never thought he would see Ember behave like that in a long time.

Anyway, back with our young geek; Thorax ran as fast as he could for a few minutes, with the young man feeling like his stamina was draining real fast. And eventually, he could see the Canterlot City Mall drawing near.

With as much of his limited energy left, he sprinted towards the main entrance of the mall. But as he was drawing closer to the entrance doors, two tall figures exited through the doors. Thorax immediately saw them, but he was unable to stop in time.

And soon… WHAM!!! Thorax crashed into them with enough force to cause all of them to fall to the ground. And caused Thorax to let go of his briefcase, and at the same time, one of the men also possessed a metal briefcase and dropped in the collision.

"Hey, watch it, kid!" A man said with a strong voice.

Recovering from the collision, Thorax immediately realizes the situation he’s in and he soon acts upon it.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to crash into you! I was just in a hurry to meet a very important friend of mine! I didn’t mean to cause trouble!” he proclaimed loudly.

The men in question looked like a couple of businessmen. One wore a black and white suit with a black necktie and the other wore black slacks, a red vest with a blue necktie and a long, white shirt under the vest. The one in the best had a cigarette in his mouth, but it wasn't lit.

"Just watch where you're going next time. Now if you'll excuse us, we're busy," the man in the black and white suit said, grabbing the case as they walked off.

"Gee, guess I can't blame them for being pressed for time," Thorax said, scratching the back of his head. Shrugging it off, he grabs his case and then heads off to meet up with Ember.

As he entered the mall, he headed straight towards the Canterlot Mall fountain, where Ember had stated earlier where she would be waiting for him. And as soon as he arrived at the fountain, Ember was nowhere to be seen.

Thorax looked around to see if she was close by, but she was nowhere in sight. Soon the young man sighed in defeat as a wave of disappointment fell upon him.

He took too long… and she left.

The young geek’s heart grew heavy with despair as he stumbled towards the fountain and slumped down on the edge.

“Way to go, Thorax. You kept her waiting and now she is bored of you and never wants to speak to you again. Good going, you good for nothing…” As Thorax was talking negatively about himself, he became unaware of who was approaching him.

"Hey now, don't you go sulking on me now," Ember said. Thorax jumped, startled before looking over his shoulder and finding his friend, with a tray full of food in her hands.

"Oh, there you are! Sorry, I just… I thought you left because I took too long," Thorax said.

"Come on, I'm not that heartless. If it were anybody else, it'd be a different story. But you… no, not by a long shot. You’re my favorite geek, after all.” Ember proclaimed, while holding her tray of food in one hand and using her other one to playfully punch Thorax in the shoulder.

"Heh, thanks Ember." Thorax chuckled, replying.

“Besides, I got really hungry, so I had to get something to eat. And let me tell you something, thanks to my…” Ember pauses and looks around to see if any bypassers were listening in on their conversion before she continued on. “... ‘Special inheritance’, my metabolism is through the roof. I’m constantly having a big appetite.” She commented.

“Ok… So what did you get?” Thorax asked, wandering about the big amount of food Ember has on her tray.

“Oh nothing… just a few cheeseburgers, a couple of pizza slices, large fries, 3 tacos, several chicken tenders, even some spicy jalapeno nachos, a couple of burritos, some pan fried potstickers, a sub sandwich, and… a milkshake.” She listed down all the food items she got from the food court.

Thorax stares at her, with wide eyes, in shock and disbelief. "And I thought one of my other former classmates had a big appetite, but you… you just surprised me!" Thorax said.

Ember chuckles at Thorax’s comment. “Wooooooow, Thorax. You really know what to say to a girl, do you?” she teased him.

"Oh, uh… d-d-did I say something wrong? I… I-I-I'm sorry if I offended you! I just meant that… well… oh, I don't even know what I'm trying to say." Thorax said, majorly embarrassed and somewhat ashamed.

Ember laughed hysterically at the poor young man’s stuttering response, which caused her to rub his head a little with her hand while she slowed down her laughter.

“I’m just messing with you, dude. Seriously, you need to lighten up.” Ember said, while still chuckling a little. ‘I swear you just keep getting cuter like that, Thorax…. GODDAMNIT!!!’ Her mental thoughts were at war with one other, she’s really having a hard time dealing with her conflicting emotions.

“Oh… hehe… right.” Thorax nervously chuckles as well, while feeling even more embarrassed right now. 'You can't blame me, I'm still trying to get used to your unique style of humor,' he thought to himself.

Ember rolled her eyes while smiling as she reached towards her tray of food and took a cheeseburger and offered it to Thorax. “Here, have a bite. Let's just… have a moment to enjoy each other’s company right now.” She suggested.

Thorax gladly accepted the cheeseburger from Ember, while also trying to act like he’s not flustered at all. “Y-Yeah. I like the sound of that.” He muttered just before he took a bite out of the cheeseburger, which was absolutely delicious. “Mmmmm! So good!” He commented with an excited yet adorable expression on his face.

"Hey Thorax… do you think all this food is gonna make my butt look big?" Ember asks teasingly. "I feel like I might end up breaking through the fabric." she even puts her hand on her ass to get a reaction out of the geek.

And it sure did, before she said that, Thorax took a bite of his cheeseburger. But when she said that, Thorax got totally flustered, embarrassed, and panicked all at the same time. Which resulted with him choking on the bit of cheeseburger that was still in his mouth. The poor geek coughed and gagged as he was choking. But thankfully, he was able to cough it out and took deep breaths to take in the amount of air he almost lost.

He then turns towards Ember while bearing a panicked expression on his face. “WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT WHILE I WAS EATING?!?!?” He shouted.

Ember simply laughed hysterically at the geek’s response, which Thorax wasn’t amused of.

“It's not funny!” Thorax shouted again.

“It's sort of funny.” Ember chuckled in response.

“I almost died!” Thorax exclaimed.

“By what? By shock because I said that I'll end up with a bigger ass.” Ember teased the poor geek once again.

“STOP DOING THAT!!!” Thorax protested which only made Ember laugh even more.

"Relax, it's just a little bit of harmless teasing, no need to get all bent out of shape about it." Ember said, ruffling his hair.

“Mmmph! You are so gonna pay for that!” Thorax threatened, but the way he said it made him only sound adorable.

Ember mockingly laughed in response. “I like to see you try in the future, Thorax.” She said before raising her finger and booping the geek on the nose. Thorax simply glared at Ember with his cheeks puffed up and pouty.

'I wanna go home,' he thought to himself.

"Okay, settle down, puffy cheeks. I've had my fun. So, getting back to some serious talk, I take it you bought our project?" Ember asked.

"Yeah, I did. I have the list of things for it and a blueprint for it right here in this.” Thorax proclaimed while raising up the metal briefcase in his hand.

“Huh, I was wondering about the briefcase. You’re very resourceful, Thorax.” Ember complimented him.

Thorax blushed from the comment. “Y-Yeah, well I like to keep important items in here. In fact I have a couple of college level books in here as well.” He commented.

Ember chuckled. “Wow, Thorax. We haven’t even chosen a college yet, and still you plan ahead.” she said.

“Yeah, well. I like to be prepared. And besides, with our project complete, we’ll surely be recognized by a collegeboard soon after.” He explained, with high hopes in mind. Being a part of a university or college scholarship has been a dream for Thorax since his freshman year at CHS.

"I hope you're right about that. Hey, what do you say we take a peek inside?" Ember asked.

“Mmmmm, sure why not.” Thorax responds as he then opens up the latches on the briefcase and opens it up for him and Ember to peek inside.

But inside the briefcase was something that Ember and Thorax did not expect.

“Huh?” They both said in confusion.

Meanwhile, at an abandoned steel mill within the downtown area of Canterlot City.

The two men that Thorax previously crashed into, got into a black Lexus RC F in the mall parking lot and they drove towards downtown where they would soon arrive at an abandoned steel mill that was shut down two years ago. They parked their car somewhere where no one could see it.

After parking and hiding their vehicle, the two men soon entered the rundown mill. And as soon as they venture deep within the mill, they soon come across what looks to be a black-ops type of military operation going on.

Armored vehicles in one area, weapons stashed in the other, and lots of soldiers in the factory. Speaking of the soldiers, they looked to be the very ones that attacked the military base outside of the city limits.

But the two men in suits didn’t pay no mind to the terrorists around them as they kept walking. They then reach a door and knock on it in a specific way.

"Package delivery for the boss," one of the men said. The door unlocks and the two men enter the room. In the far end of the room, was a man sitting at a table. He looked to have a huge build to him, but his face was obscured by the darkness.

"Sir, we've delivered the goods to you as promised," said the other man.

The man in the darkness remained silent for a while, with only his heavy machine-like breathing echoing in the room. "Good, now show it to me.” He spoke with a machine-like voice.

“Uhh, no offense boss. But why did you keep the package with ya instead of handing it to us for safe keeping?” The first man asked the man in the darkness.

The man in the darkness sat silently in the shadows just before he answered with: “If you have the whole world hunting you down, it is best to keep your most powerful weapon separate from you… in case you were caught. Wouldn’t you agree?” The shadow man explained.

"Right. Sorry, boss," goon 1 said.

With that out of the way, the man in the shadows got up from the table and walked towards the two men, but even when he was face to face with them, the darkness in the room hid his face from them. Then the shadow man brought his arms up to grab the case, and to the shock of his errand boys, the shadow man’s arms were not of flesh and bone, but they were bionic. Highly advanced bionic arms, that would have been near resemblance to a human arm, if it wasn’t for his claw-like metal hands.

The two men were spooked back a little, and wouldn’t drop the case but the shadowed man grabbed it before they did. He then brings it onto the table and opens the case. He looks inside, takes a pause… then slams his metal fist into the table before turning around, glaring at the two men intensely.

"Is this your idea of a joke?" the shadow man asked furiously.

"What? No, boss. We take our jobs seriously. Honest!" goon 2 replied

The man in the shadows reaches his arm into the briefcase and pulls out one of the contents inside it. And with the dim light of the room, the item is revealed to be a college biology textbook.

“THEN WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!!” The man in the darkness shouted with sheer anger.

"What the hell?!" Goon 1 asked in shock and confusion before looking at goon 2. "Dude, what's with all this half-assed college crap?! Where's the package?!"

“Hey don’t blame me! You were with me when we had the case before…” Goon 2 argued back before sudden realization dawned on him. “Oh shit! That little s.o.b switched cases on us!” He boldly claimed.

"Hold on… you're telling me our package… got switched with some stupid kid's college shit?!" goon 1 asked.

"In other words… you two lost the package we need for the mission!" the shadow man said, growing increasingly more angry. The two goons then got spooked as their boss came up close to them.

“Look, boss, we can get it ba-ACK!” The first man tried to make an excuse, but soon he found himself grabbed by the neck by the man in the shadows and raised off his feet. The boss tightened his mechanical grip on the goon’s neck, suffocating him as he did.

The second goon tries to bolt out of the room, but is stopped dead in his tracks when his torso is impaled by the clawed metal hand of the shadow man. The second goon bled excessively, while also coughing up blood from his mouth.

As the second goon squirmed for a few seconds before succumbing to his fatal wound, his body going limp and lifeless. Then by removing his claw, he lets the lifeless corpse of the goon fall to the ground.

"Men! Change of plan. Dispatch every one of our spies and reconnaissance agents, search every inch of this city for this boy.” The man in the shadows gave the order. “And should they find the boy, retrieve the case… and kill him on sight.”