Kurama called in backup on his cellphone, but was unsurprised to find out the Diclonius that had called itself Sunset Shimmer hadn't been stupid enough to stay in the house he saw her go into, and instead fled out the other side.

Now, the single most deranged Diclonius he had ever seen was running around loose, and they had no leads on her location... which only left the nuclear option.

"Chief! You can't go back out there in your condition! Let someone else handle this!" A brunette woman in a lab coat, the General Director's assistant, pleaded with him as he walked to his destination with his arm in a cast and numerous bandages all around his body.

"I appreciate your concern Dr. Shirakawa, but I'm handling this matter myself. Besides, I'm the only one it'll listen to." Kurama stated grimly as the two reached their destination. A large reinforced steel door marked 7.

Kurama grit his teeth. It's been a month since this madness began, an Experiment from General Director Kakuzawa to see if Diclonii can be pacified. Number 7 was the most docile of her kind recorded thus far, and the General Director tasked Kurama with gaining the creature's trust in order to weaponize it against it's own kind.

Of course, Kurama knew the 'real' reason the General Director tasked him specifically with this mission, but that was a fight for another day. Right now, he needed the General Director to be right about this. They needed Number 7 to help them track down and capture Sunset Shimmer.

Kurama typed a code on the panel next to the door, and it began to open with a loud groan. Inside, the Diclonius was suspended above the ground in a full body strait jacket, it's posture suggesting that it was sleeping.

Kurama cleared his throat and called out to it. "Numbe- Nana?" Kurama corrected himself, remembering the creature's name.

There was a small groan and a twitch of its head. Kurama called again. "Nana, I need you to wake up. It's...Papa." Kurama spat the word like venom, wishing more than ever to kill the General Director.

"...hmmm...pa...*gasp* PAPA!!!" The Diclonius suddenly spasmed as it fought against it's restraints for a split second. Kurama took an instinctive step back and reached for his gun...only to realize that the creature was concerned for him.

"Papa! You're hurt!" Nana cried out. Still struggling against her restraints. Kurama relaxed ever so slightly. "You know the rules Nana. Stop struggling, I'm fine."

"Oh, I'm sorry Papa." The Diclonius visibly deflated from the scolding tone in his voice. "It's alright, I'm just looking out for you." Kurama stated, directing his head towards the observation window where a watcher stood waiting to electrocute any Diclonius that thrashed around too much.

Nana visibly shuddered at the idea and grew quiet. "Thank you Nana. Now listen, I need you to help me capture a rogue Diclonius. She's very dangerous and has killed a lot of people already." Kurama stated.

Nana, despite hanging in the air, stood a little straighter. "...Is she the one who hurt you?"

Kurama was surprised. Not by Nana's reaction, but by his own. He had always suspected that Nana was no different from the rest of her kind, but this is the first time she sounded like a Diclonius, and it genuinely shocked him to hear the murderous anger in her voice.

Sunset awoke with a start. It had been a little over two hours since her encounter with the human warriors and she had spent it all resting. But now, she felt something...odd.

It was almost like a mental link. Like her mind was magically connected to someone else's... someone angry.

Yes, whoever this was, they were angry. Angry in the same way Sunset was as a filly when another Unicorn threw her into a brick wall. She wanted to hurt him, she wanted to make him pay...but this particular anger was being directed at Sunset herself.

As the anger drew closer, Sunset's tired mind finally put together what was happening. There was another magical being, probably that bitch's superior, and she was coming to defend her territory from Sunset's conquest.

Heh, bring it on.

Nana dropped the small bag that held the radio she used to tell her Papa where to find the rogue Diclonius. Papa told her not to confront the rogue alone, but Nana didn't care. She hurt Papa.

Nana scrutinized what she could gather from the mental link the Diclonii had with one another. The rogue was selfish and cruel, but there was something else. Something underneath that Nana couldn't quite read, but it didn't matter. She hurt Papa.

The Rogue Diclonius was sleeping in a back alley to avoid attention, but instead, it allowed Nana to corner her. Of course, she had sensed Nana's approach, and met her anger with a confident grin. "Heh, they sent a child to fight me!? Then again, you seem to have magic yourself."

Nana narrowed her eyes. At this point, she was four years old, but her accelerated aging made her appear eight. However, the remark on her age, and mention of magic, barely registered with the girl.

"...You hurt Papa." Nana stated matter-of-factly.

The Rogue stopped smirking as she became confused. "Papa?...Oh! Are you talking about that bitch with the blue eyes and glasses? He shouldn't have got in my way." The Rogue waved her hand dismissively.

Nana's narrowed eyes shot open, her pupils shrinking as she gritted her teeth in a feral snarl. Her vectors responded to her rage by grabbing a nearby dumpster and throwing it at the Rogue.

Sunset Shimmer's confidence disappeared as she threw her magic in front of her to shield herself. Four handprints exploded onto the dumpster as its momentum halted. Spilling trash out and disorienting Sunset. Then its momentum returned as the angry child that threw it started pushing it to try and crush Sunset. "YOU! HURT! PAPAAA!!!!"

Sunset gritted her teeth as she pushed back. "I'M GONNA HURT YOU TOO YA LITTLE BRAT!!" She shouted as she pulled the dumpster up and let her young angry opponent slam it into a wall and smash it.

Sunset charged forward as trash and ruined metal rained down behind her. Her magic arms tangled up with her opponent's, which allowed Sunset to take full advantage of her physical superiority over the small girl by kicking her square in the chest and knocking her to the ground gasping for air.

"You're dead..." Sunset hissed. As she walked over to her opponent... and got too close.

Pain. A burning sensation shot up from her left thigh as her nerves cried out in pain as she inexplicably lost her balance and fell to the ground screaming. She grabbed at her leg instinctively... and finally realized what happened.

Nana didn't bother dusting herself off, she didn't care that she was dirty. She hurt Papa.

Sunset gasped as something seized her neck and dragged her up into the air. She grit her teeth to focus despite the pain of losing her leg and summoned her magic to fight back.

Nana felt the Rogue's vectors shoot forth and try to reach her. But Nana was holding her at the full length of her abnormally long vectors, and sure enough, the Rogue came up short.

"YOU! YOU CUT OFF MY LEG!!" Sunset shouted in shock, rage...and a growing amount of fear.

"You hurt Papa." The little monster repeated.

"You're Papa started it you idiot! He picked a fight! I won! IT'S HIS OWN FAULT!!" Sunset shouted frantically as reality began to set in.

"Papa was trying to stop you from hurting people. If you weren't bad, he wouldn't have to fight you." The girl countered.

"Bad!? BAD!!? ALL HUMANS ARE BAD! YOU FREAKS KILL EACH OTHER JUST TO HELLO! YOU'RE MONSTERS!!" Sunset shouted back.

The other girl cocked her to the side. "Should I say hello to you?"

Sunset didn't have a chance to answer before she was slammed into the ground and blacked out.

Kurama could only watch slack jawed as 7 dragged the unconscious Diclonius and her severed leg in separate vectors before dropping them before the recovery team like a cat bringing it's owner a dead bird.

The younger soldiers whispered their shock at the brutal injuries this young girl had inflicted while the more seasoned soldiers stated their shock that 7 hadn't killed the target... before dismissing it as a Diclonius showing mercy to it's own kind.

Kurama, however, was quite upset. "You were told not to engage! Why did you disobey me!?"

7 took a step back as if she had been struck. "B-...I...Sh-she hurt you." The young girl whimpered.

"That doesn't matter. If she had escaped, who knows how many people would've died. You can't act on your own!" Kurama scolded the creature in front of him.

He had expected frustration, perhaps anger or fear of punishment, he hadn't expected the creature to start crying. "Ee EEEAAAAAAH!!! NANA DIDN'T MEAN IT PAPA!! SHE DIDN'T MEAN TO BE BAD!!"

Kurama was taken aback. 7 had always been the least hostile, but she was still one of them... wasn't she?

Before he realized his mistake, Kurama took a step forward. The monster seized it's chance and lunged at him. Kurama saw his life flash before his eyes... before realizing that Nana was hugging him. "Nana doesn't want to be bad! She doesn't want to hurt people to say hello!!"

Kurama saw his men aiming their weapons at Nana and waved them off, before slowly laying his hand on Nana's head. "You aren't bad Nana, I just didn't want you to get hurt." And to Kurama's shock, he meant it.

Sunset sat on her hind quarters fighting back tears as a nurse gently applied disinfectant to her scrapes and bruises while another applied a cast to her broken forehoof. That miserable donkey. Celestia will throw him out for sure. Sunset thought to herself in regards to the older Unicorn who threw Sunset into a brick wall with his magic.

The nurse for a moment when Princess Celestia walked into the room with her head lowered and her mane obscuring her eyes. Sunset smiled briefly before willing herself to start crying again. "Princess! Princess! Look what that brute did to me. It huurts!!"

Celestia raised her head, her expression showed concern, but also disappointment. Sunset. I spoke with Yellow Jacket. He told me that you were teasing his sister for not making it into the School for Gifted Unicorns. Is that true?"

Sunset was confused by the question, too confused to deny it. "Why should that matter!? He threw me into a brick wall."

Celestia, for the first time in Sunset's life, showed genuine anger towards. "Yes! And he has sent home to reflect on this for a month! But that doesn't excuse you! What could possess you to do such a thing!"

Had Sunset been a little older, a little wiser, she would've realized now was the time to lie, feign an apology, anything. But she couldn't wrap her head around the fact that she was in trouble at all. "A MONTH!? he should be expelled for this! She can't treat me like this!"

Celestia exploded. "MAYBE YOU'RE THE ONE WHO SHOULD BE EXPELLED YOUNG LADY!! HOW CAN YOU NOT UNDERSTAND HIS ANGER AFTER BEING CRUEL TO HIS SISTER!?"

Sunset shrank. The thought of expulsion finally driving the young filly to submission. "I... I'm sorry. Please don't expell me. I swear I'll make it up to him."

Celestia scrutinized her for a moment before finally dropping her scowl. "You are going to spend the next month with Yellow Jacket learning how to get along and make amends. This is your last chance. Don't wast- Pain.

Sunset screamed in pain as her nervous system spasmed for three seconds and then stopped. After two breaths, she realized that she had been electrocuted. Then she remembered.

"Look at me." A familiar voice stated stoically. Sunset raised her and saw that bitch staring her down despite being several feet lower than her.

Sunset was suspended off the ground in a full body straight jacket with a metal helmet locked to her head. Sunset tried to cut herself loose. She destroyed the jacket, but there were steel wires within it that kept her suspended, her vectors couldn't cut through them.

The pain returned. Sunset screamed in agony until the electricity subsided. "There's no escape. You'll never hurt anyone ever again." The bitch stated coldly. "The only reason you're still alive is because my superior is curious about you."

Sunset could only stare at him. She was caught. Her life was in their hands, human hands, but she refused to show weakness so easily. "Where is she then? Too scared to show her face?"

The bitch arched an eyebrow in confusion before realizing who Sunset was talking about. "He has more important things to do. I will be overseeing your tests...36."

Author's Note

I think I'll end this chapter here. Next chapter gonna do a three year jump to Lucy's escape with Sunset getting caught up in it.

I'm still up in the air on whether she'll face turn immediately, or still be villainous a while longer.

I think I described losing a limb properly. I'm not an amputee myself, but I have been cut before and know that spreads out a little. Any pointers would be welcome.

Also, my deepest apologies for taking so long. I lost one job, got another job, lost that job, and finally found another one that doesn't pay too well.

Suffice to say, chapters are not gonna start flying, but I still intend to finish this fic.

Leave your thoughts below, thank you all for reading, and I'll see you in the next one.