Fallout Equestria: Sleepless in Seaddle (Closing, IC)

[Das Metro]

For the third time today, Widowmaker bit her tongue and wished she hadn't said anything. She returned to the soothing 'Sh' noises, and gently stroked Shade's mane. This time Widowmaker found it smart not to attempt to change the subject, and just comfort Shade instead. "Eclipse, no, the Death Bringer and the tribe are two very different entities... You're not a monster... and even if you are, you're my monster," she said softly.

Shade smiled slightly at Invidea's words. "I'm your monster." he repeated, "T-then... I'll take the burden for you. I-i know that I don't deserve the title of 'Whisper', but, nether does Venator... and, I don't think you're fit to be Whisper... No, it requires a soul already black with sin..."

Widowmaker felt an odd mix of hurt and thankfulness for Shade's words. On one hoof, he was telling her that she had a kind soul... on the other hoof Shade just said she wasn't fit for her birthright. It also made her think about her father... Did that mean he had a soul black with sin? To be completely honest, Widowmaker wouldn't be surprised. "If you're going to duel Venator... I'm going to kill him," she said after some thought, "Then his mother."

[The Flutterlands]

Shade smiled slightly at Invidea's words. "I'm your monster." he repeated, "T-then... I'll take the burden for you. I-i know that I don't deserve the title of 'Whisper', but, nether does Venator... and, I don't think you're fit to be Whisper... No, it requires a soul already black with sin..."

Widowmaker felt an odd mix of hurt and thankfulness for Shade's words. On one hoof, he was telling her that she had a kind soul... on the other hoof Shade just said she wasn't fit for her birthright. It also made her think about her father... Did that mean he had a soul black with sin? To be completely honest, Widowmaker wouldn't be surprised. "If you're going to duel Venator... I'm going to kill him," she said after some thought, "Then his mother."

Shade pulled away from Invidea with disbelief. The bat-colt was still teary eyed, and sniffling. "Y-yeah, and who's going to take their place? Who's going to take Vox's place? You?" Shade went back to hugging Invidea. "Heh. Heh. Guess, I'm wrong about you." he said, as he kissed her on the cheek, "But, this is conspiracy, you know. We can get into a lot if trouble for this... Which is why we must do it, before we return to the Compound."

[Das Metro]

Widowmaker felt an odd mix of hurt and thankfulness for Shade's words. On one hoof, he was telling her that she had a kind soul... on the other hoof Shade just said she wasn't fit for her birthright. It also made her think about her father... Did that mean he had a soul black with sin? To be completely honest, Widowmaker wouldn't be surprised. "If you're going to duel Venator... I'm going to kill him," she said after some thought, "Then his mother."

Shade pulled away from Invidea with disbelief. The bat-colt was still teary eyed, and sniffling. "Y-yeah, and who's going to take their place? Who's going to take Vox's place? You?" Shade went back to hugging Invidea. "Heh. Heh. Guess, I'm wrong about you." he said, as he kissed her on the cheek, "But, this is conspiracy, you know. We can get into a lot if trouble for this... Which is why we must do it, before we return to the Compound."

"My uncle will take Vox's place," Widowmaker explained, "Before she came to power, he was the Elder. His name is Ferrum, but he's called Martyr now. Vox staged a coup..." Widowmaker clenched her jaw and looked at the ground. Ferrum had been an amazing leader... The tribe prospered under him. It was just bad luck Opium had to come along during his reign. "We have to do it. I'm tired of being abused and looked at funny because of my bloodline and the stigmas related to it. Everypony believes I'm the monster around here..." she said with venom in her voice.

[The Flutterlands]

Shade pulled away from Invidea with disbelief. The bat-colt was still teary eyed, and sniffling. "Y-yeah, and who's going to take their place? Who's going to take Vox's place? You?" Shade went back to hugging Invidea. "Heh. Heh. Guess, I'm wrong about you." he said, as he kissed her on the cheek, "But, this is conspiracy, you know. We can get into a lot if trouble for this... Which is why we must do it, before we return to the Compound."

"My uncle will take Vox's place," Widowmaker explained, "Before she came to power, he was the Elder. His name is Ferrum, but he's called Martyr now. Vox staged a coup..." Widowmaker clenched her jaw and looked at the ground. Ferrum had been an amazing leader... The tribe prospered under him. It was just bad luck Opium had to come along during his reign. "We have to do it. I'm tired of being abused and looked at funny because of my bloodline and the stigmas related to it. Everypony believes I'm the monster around here..." she said with venom in her voice.

Shade grinned. "Then, I'm with you all the way." he said, "Vox and Venator need to be put in their place. Together, we shall make them die, in disgrace!" Shade then pulled away from Invidea. "So. Battle strategy. What are we facing? You know Venator more than I do. What are his weakness? We need to plan, beforehand, you know."

[Das Metro]

"My uncle will take Vox's place," Widowmaker explained, "Before she came to power, he was the Elder. His name is Ferrum, but he's called Martyr now. Vox staged a coup..." Widowmaker clenched her jaw and looked at the ground. Ferrum had been an amazing leader... The tribe prospered under him. It was just bad luck Opium had to come along during his reign. "We have to do it. I'm tired of being abused and looked at funny because of my bloodline and the stigmas related to it. Everypony believes I'm the monster around here..." she said with venom in her voice.

Shade grinned. "Then, I'm with you all the way." he said, "Vox and Venator need to be put in their place. Together, we shall make them die, in disgrace!" Shade then pulled away from Invidea. "So. Battle strategy. What are we facing? You know Venator more than I do. What are his weakness? We need to plan, beforehand, you know."

Widowmaker scoffed and shook her head. Venator was pathetic. "Just press an offense. He can't defend himself for the Lady, and eventually you'll just overwhelm him. Keep him alive though," Widowmaker said maliciously, "Like I said. I want to kill him. Vox is all to myself though. She's a feeble little glass sculpture, and I'll handle her no problem..."

[The Flutterlands]

Shade grinned. "Then, I'm with you all the way." he said, "Vox and Venator need to be put in their place. Together, we shall make them die, in disgrace!" Shade then pulled away from Invidea. "So. Battle strategy. What are we facing? You know Venator more than I do. What are his weakness? We need to plan, beforehand, you know."

Widowmaker scoffed and shook her head. Venator was pathetic. "Just press an offense. He can't defend himself for the Lady, and eventually you'll just overwhelm him. Keep him alive though," Widowmaker said maliciously, "Like I said. I want to kill him. Vox is all to myself though. She's a feeble little glass sculpture, and I'll handle her no problem..."

The grin on Shade's face grew twisted. "Then tomorrow, we fight." he said, "And don't worry, I'll keep Venator alive, for you. I have a talent for keeping my victims alive, long enough, before I finally kill them. I'm not exactly proud of it anymore, but, why not use it for good? For the sake of the Umbra, no less?"

[Das Metro]

Widowmaker scoffed and shook her head. Venator was pathetic. "Just press an offense. He can't defend himself for the Lady, and eventually you'll just overwhelm him. Keep him alive though," Widowmaker said maliciously, "Like I said. I want to kill him. Vox is all to myself though. She's a feeble little glass sculpture, and I'll handle her no problem..."

The grin on Shade's face grew twisted. "Then tomorrow, we fight." he said, "And don't worry, I'll keep Venator alive, for you. I have a talent for keeping my victims alive, long enough, before I finally kill them. I'm not exactly proud of it anymore, but, why not use it for good? For the sake of the Umbra, no less?"

Widowmaker nodded and smiled at Shade. Seeing him in such a good mood put her in a good mood. Talking about murdering the two banes of her existence helped quite a bit as well. "I'm glad you finally found a way to use your talent that serves the Lady Nightmare Moon," she said sweetly and laid her head onto Shade's shoulder. It was going to be a long night, she could hardly wait for morning.

[The Flutterlands]

The grin on Shade's face grew twisted. "Then tomorrow, we fight." he said, "And don't worry, I'll keep Venator alive, for you. I have a talent for keeping my victims alive, long enough, before I finally kill them. I'm not exactly proud of it anymore, but, why not use it for good? For the sake of the Umbra, no less?"

Widowmaker nodded and smiled at Shade. Seeing him in such a good mood put her in a good mood. Talking about murdering the two banes of her existence helped quite a bit as well. "I'm glad you finally found a way to use your talent that serves the Lady Nightmare Moon," she said sweetly and laid her head onto Shade's shoulder. It was going to be a long night, she could hardly wait for morning.

Shade chuckled to himself, just loving the idea of taking down his corrupt rulers. The bat-colt then yawned, and decided to lay himself, and Invidea down onto the bedsheet. Shade wrapped his forelegs around the bat-filly, giving her a kiss on the lips, holding it there for a minute. As he pulled away, Shade grinned. "We should get some sleep." he said, "That way, we can be well rested for the revolt, tomorrow."

[Das Metro]

Widowmaker nodded and smiled at Shade. Seeing him in such a good mood put her in a good mood. Talking about murdering the two banes of her existence helped quite a bit as well. "I'm glad you finally found a way to use your talent that serves the Lady Nightmare Moon," she said sweetly and laid her head onto Shade's shoulder. It was going to be a long night, she could hardly wait for morning.

Shade chuckled to himself, just loving the idea of taking down his corrupt rulers. The bat-colt then yawned, and decided to lay himself, and Invidea down onto the bedsheet. Shade wrapped his forelegs around the bat-filly, giving her a kiss on the lips, holding it there for a minute. As he pulled away, Shade grinned. "We should get some sleep." he said, "That way, we can be well rested for the revolt, tomorrow."

Widowmaker smiled and excitedly nodded. Shade was right, if she was going to slay Venator and Vox, she needed her rest. Tiredly, Widowmaker laid down on the bedroll and awkwardly gestured to a spot next to her, blushing.

[The Flutterlands]

Shade chuckled to himself, just loving the idea of taking down his corrupt rulers. The bat-colt then yawned, and decided to lay himself, and Invidea down onto the bedsheet. Shade wrapped his forelegs around the bat-filly, giving her a kiss on the lips, holding it there for a minute. As he pulled away, Shade grinned. "We should get some sleep." he said, "That way, we can be well rested for the revolt, tomorrow."

Widowmaker smiled and excitedly nodded. Shade was right, if she was going to slay Venator and Vox, she needed her rest. Tiredly, Widowmaker laid down on the bedroll and awkwardly gestured to a spot next to her, blushing.

Shade chuckled, and turned slight red, before laying next to Invidea. He kissed her on the nose, and wrapped his forelegs around her. "Tomorrow, we make history. Tomorrow, we shall liberate the Umbra, and restore your family heritage... Both our fathers, will be so pleased with our sucess!"

[Das Metro]

Opium stood inside the Stable 112 security offices. It was very much like the labs, except there were less labcoats, and more guns. It wasn't as large as the lab, or so mainly because of the clutter inside the little office. There were a plethora of unused desks, and lockers lining the walls. Opium looked to the door marked 'Interrogation' and straightened his tie. For this little venture, Opium still had his labcoat on, though underneath it now was one of his trademark black suits with a blood red tie. The five diagonal scars on his face morphed slightly as he smiled and pushed the door open.

Inside the interrogation room it was cold, uncomfortably so. Opium made sure it was as unbearable as possible in the even smaller room just to break the victim inside. It wasn't cold enough to cause hypothermia, but it was cold enough for one to shake like a leaf and wish they had brought some sort of warm clothing. A shivering green earth pony sat in the chair, unbound at a small plastic white table. As gracefully as possible, Opium took a seat in front of the pony and grinned in a friendly way. The green earth pony didn't buy into his kindness. That smile meant bad things. "How are you today, Tommy Gun? Gute I hope. I just came to ask you some questions, okay?"

"I didn't do it," the mare stated flatly.

Opium raised an eyebrow and flashed another smile, "Calm down. I won't hurt you. I just want to ask some questions, like I said."

Tommy Gun looked at Opium defensively, "Then ask them..."

"I just 'vant to tell you now, rather 'zen later, zat I do not like liars. If you lie to me, I am going to have to break my promise. Okay?" Opium asked warmly, still holding up the friendly demeanor.

"Just ask your damn questions."

"You're a mercenary, ja? Vhy 'vere you after my mercs? Somepony hire you?" Opium asked, his cold black and white eyes watching Tommy Gun closely.

Tommy Gun shifted in her chair, "Yeah... I'm a mercenary. I wasn't after you're ponies though! I swear to Celestia!"

"Please, to Celestia? What is Celestia more than an alicorn who had the silver tongue to sway the masses? She was no goddess, I believe she was no more powerful than you or me..." Opium said gravely, "But, I digress, I have witnesses that place you at the scene dear."

"They're lieing."

Opium sat up straighter, composing himself as he felt a buzzing in his skull. It wasn't just Herr Doktor now... Herr Doktor was apart of his conscious now... This was an honest discomfort. "Do. Not. Fuck. With. Me." Opium snarled.

The Mare frowned, "I'm not!"

"Shut up! I hate it vhen a pony lies to me... Nopony is ever good at it. Lies are beauty, but vhen ponies like you tell them, zhey are something ugly..." Opium said, his black white eyes boring themselves into Tommy Gun's.

"Please... I know who you are! The Coterie Boss right? Opium High? I don't want trouble! Please... I'll make you a deal, one free contract!" Tommy Gun said wildly.

"I don't need riff-raff like you. I know you're lieing, and I'm not happy. But zhen again, I promised not to hurt you. So I von't!" Opium said, and Tommy Gun smiled slightly, "Nein, you're going to hurt yourself... Chief!" he called out.

A large unicorn stallion trotted into the interrogation room levitating what appeared to be two glasses of water. He set them down onto the table and disappeared with another word. Both looked just like a clear substance, but one of them had a rather pungent, ugly smell. Tommy Gun wrinkled her nose. "Now. Do you like games? We're going to play a game... One glass is full of 'vater. The other is Vitriol, or sulfuric acid. We use this stuff to clean corpses... Make some nice skeletons for the Stable Classroom eh? Opium said with a giggle.

"So?"

"You're going to drink one. Drink the vater, and I let you go. Drink the Vitriol? Well then... we'll see what happens zen!"

Tommy Gun looked doubtfully at the two cups. Both substances looked exactly the same... the only giveaway was the smell, but the glasses were so close together, she couldn't tell which one it was coming from. Opium watched her with pure glee in her eyes as she shakily picked up one of the glasses and brought it to her lips. The things went bad.

As Tommy Gun brought it too her lips, she could feel the bitter offensive grow stronger... This was the Vitriol. With a sudden jerk, Tommy threw the drink at Opium... Most of her went right over his shoulder, but a good bit splashed into his right eye. Opium shrieked in pain as he felt the acidic substance eat away at his eye and the surrounding flesh. There was a burning he had never felt before, and he could feel as his skin was eaten away by the Vitriol. Pumped full of adrenaline, Opium lurched across the table at Tommy Gun and grabbed the glass of water off the table. Still wailing in pain, Opium violently brought the glass down onto her hard with a sudden crack. The glass shattered, leaving shards in her skull, and in Opium's hoof alike. Tommy Gun fell uncons

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Being free of Diamond's presence was like a load off of No Name's head. Fury's overbearing link in his head became more tolerable, and he was alone with his favorite pony in the world again. "Of course sugarcube! Who do you think Diamond hired?" he asked wondering that for himself. The Coterie didn't seem out of the question.

Belle sighed sadly and shook her head. "I don't know. If we check the store we should be able to find a clue of something or other." She said before looking into No Name's eyes, which brought a weak smile to her face. She lead the way through the corridors of The School and eventually out into Remembrance. Next stop, Corset's Clothiery. She opened the door and found the dead bodies still everywhere. One of the bodies groaned painfully and placed a hoof on his head. Belle watched him coldly as Poppet wrapped her long, snake-like hooves around his torso and lifted him up. Rags stepped forward as his hind legs bent back on themselves to help him stand up on his hind legs. His jaw went slack, revealing jagged glass teeth similar to the rings of glass that extended from his hoof tips. Rags approached the captive with a slack jawed grin.
"No Name, honey, could you wake him up please?" Belle asked him with an icy smile.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Gallows sat in silence for a moment. That thought scared her. Just thinking about it was enough to make her tear up slightly. "...Maybe dad can help," she said suddenly, "Opium is a very smart pony! He's done work with robotics and has definitely done work with the pony brain... Maybe he could... I dunno... Fix it." Gallows wasn't entirely sure of that notion. Opium was more interested in making ponies 'perfect' than fixing the brain of a cyborg.

Cybrony smiled, "Yes, we could check at least. If . . . If I ever leave you again it will be a long time before I can forgive myself." He said with a static-y robotic sigh. He smiled to her and chuckled, "Your father will be very happy if he hears we've been talking about foals you know? He wants grandchildren he said." Cybrony said to Gallows with another chuckle and a kiss. "I said I'd do, give or inflict whatever you desired." He whispered and glanced around the bloodied room, his own brassy coat covered in red with caked up beads of blood on his metal plating. "Ah well, he might get what he wants. If he can fix me I guess." Cybrony said and nuzzled Gallows affectionately.

[Das Metro]

Being free of Diamond's presence was like a load off of No Name's head. Fury's overbearing link in his head became more tolerable, and he was alone with his favorite pony in the world again. "Of course sugarcube! Who do you think Diamond hired?" he asked wondering that for himself. The Coterie didn't seem out of the question.

Belle sighed sadly and shook her head. "I don't know. If we check the store we should be able to find a clue of something or other." She said before looking into No Name's eyes, which brought a weak smile to her face. She lead the way through the corridors of The School and eventually out into Remembrance. Next stop, Corset's Clothiery. She opened the door and found the dead bodies still everywhere. One of the bodies groaned painfully and placed a hoof on his head. Belle watched him coldly as Poppet wrapped her long, snake-like hooves around his torso and lifted him up. Rags stepped forward as his hind legs bent back on themselves to help him stand up on his hind legs. His jaw went slack, revealing jagged glass teeth similar to the rings of glass that extended from his hoof tips. Rags approached the captive with a slack jawed grin.
"No Name, honey, could you wake him up please?" Belle asked him with an icy smile.

No Name noddes solemnly and approached the battered captive. He reminded No Name of the slaver he beat to death only days ago. "You know what to do. Show me your strength brother. Prove you are fit to survive!" Fury taunted. No Name clenched his jaw and cleaned back slightly. In one sudden and violent movement, he threw his weight forward into single strike. His hoof connected with the captive's jaw with a sickening crack. If that didn't wake him up, No Name would be worried.

[Das Metro]

Gallows sat in silence for a moment. That thought scared her. Just thinking about it was enough to make her tear up slightly. "...Maybe dad can help," she said suddenly, "Opium is a very smart pony! He's done work with robotics and has definitely done work with the pony brain... Maybe he could... I dunno... Fix it." Gallows wasn't entirely sure of that notion. Opium was more interested in making ponies 'perfect' than fixing the brain of a cyborg.

Cybrony smiled, "Yes, we could check at least. If . . . If I ever leave you again it will be a long time before I can forgive myself." He said with a static-y robotic sigh. He smiled to her and chuckled, "Your father will be very happy if he hears we've been talking about foals you know? He wants grandchildren he said." Cybrony said to Gallows with another chuckle and a kiss. "I said I'd do, give or inflict whatever you desired." He whispered and glanced around the bloodied room, his own brassy coat covered in red with caked up beads of blood on his metal plating. "Ah well, he might get what he wants. If he can fix me I guess." Cybrony said and nuzzled Gallows affectionately.

Gallows smiled and wrapped her forelegs around Cybrony. If Opium could help Cybrony, she'd never doubt his love of her again. Since the brief conversation with Ghost, she had been enwrapped in a game of doubt and reassurance. Deep down, Gallows knew she loved her, but still, the notion had drilled it's way into her head like a Parasprite. "Really?" she said, "Y-You mean it?.. You'd want kids if dad fixes you?" Gallows smiled broadly and suddenly locked lips with Cybrony before slowly pulling away.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

No Name noddes solemnly and approached the battered captive. He reminded No Name of the slaver he beat to death only days ago. "You know what to do. Show me your strength brother. Prove you are fit to survive!" Fury taunted. No Name clenched his jaw and cleaned back slightly. In one sudden and violent movement, he threw his weight forward into single strike. His hoof connected with the captive's jaw with a sickening crack. If that didn't wake him up, No Name would be worried.

The captive's eyes flew open and he choked, hacking for a few seconds before that turned into dry heaves. Eventually Belle sighed and waved a hoof. Poppet crushed his stomach with her tentacles and a small reel of cotton thread, drenched in bile, blood and saliva dropped out of his mouth. He coughed and wretched a few more times before he could talk again. He looked around him dazedly and eventually noticed Belle, No Name, Poppet and Rags. He recoiled slightly at Rags' slack-jawed, psychotic, glass-filled grin. "W-who are you?! W-what do y-you w-want?!" He said in a panic. Belle sighed again and waved a hoof. Poppet crushed again and he groaned in agony. "I want my mother back. Now you talk or I let my Buckfriend and my dolls break you." She said with a cheerful tone. He nodded vigorously and began babbling, "Mister Tiara hired us, said to kidnap the small, old, ass that lived here. So we came and she . . . Did things I'd rather not recall." He said and wretched again, sending a crocheting hook flying out of his throat. "Sh-she was taken t-to the T-Tiara mansion I think. . . . Please make your doll leave me alone." He said fearfully.

[Das Metro]

Widowmaker smiled and excitedly nodded. Shade was right, if she was going to slay Venator and Vox, she needed her rest. Tiredly, Widowmaker laid down on the bedroll and awkwardly gestured to a spot next to her, blushing.

Shade chuckled, and turned slight red, before laying next to Invidea. He kissed her on the nose, and wrapped his forelegs around her. "Tomorrow, we make history. Tomorrow, we shall liberate the Umbra, and restore your family heritage... Both our fathers, will be so pleased with our sucess!"

"Mhm," Widowmaker mumbled as she sleepily closed her eyes. It was so exciting! If the plan went well, she'd be going back to her father as the new Whisper. He'd be do proud of her... For the first time in her life, Tacitus would be proud of her. With a smile on Widiwmaker's face, she fell asleep in Shade's forelegs.

[Das Metro]

No Name noddes solemnly and approached the battered captive. He reminded No Name of the slaver he beat to death only days ago. "You know what to do. Show me your strength brother. Prove you are fit to survive!" Fury taunted. No Name clenched his jaw and cleaned back slightly. In one sudden and violent movement, he threw his weight forward into single strike. His hoof connected with the captive's jaw with a sickening crack. If that didn't wake him up, No Name would be worried.

The captive's eyes flew open and he choked, hacking for a few seconds before that turned into dry heaves. Eventually Belle sighed and waved a hoof. Poppet crushed his stomach with her tentacles and a small reel of cotton thread, drenched in bile, blood and saliva dropped out of his mouth. He coughed and wretched a few more times before he could talk again. He looked around him dazedly and eventually noticed Belle, No Name, Poppet and Rags. He recoiled slightly at Rags' slack-jawed, psychotic, glass-filled grin. "W-who are you?! W-what do y-you w-want?!" He said in a panic. Belle sighed again and waved a hoof. Poppet crushed again and he groaned in agony. "I want my mother back. Now you talk or I let my Buckfriend and my dolls break you." She said with a cheerful tone. He nodded vigorously and began babbling, "Mister Tiara hired us, said to kidnap the small, old, ass that lived here. So we came and she . . . Did things I'd rather not recall." He said and wretched again, sending a crocheting hook flying out of his throat. "Sh-she was taken t-to the T-Tiara mansion I think. . . . Please make your doll leave me alone." He said fearfully.

That insidious burning was back. The minute the pony moved onto Diamond hiring them, it appeared, and through Fury's link, he could hear a demonic, guttural growling. No Name thought back to what Poet said, to tell Belle when it came back. "B-Belle dear, it's back. The burning," he said quietly. Fury's growling slowly escalated into a deafening roar, as one would hear from the crashing of waves. "Kill him. Just do it. It'll be quick. I promise," Fury snarled. No Name bit his lip and looked at the captive with a mix of seething rage and anxiety in his eyes. No Name stepped towards the stallion and grabbed him by the face, forcing him to look into his eyes. "Don't worry about the puppet, worry about me you pitiful little bug..." No Name growled.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Gallows smiled and wrapped her forelegs around Cybrony. If Opium could help Cybrony, she'd never doubt his love of her again. Since the brief conversation with Ghost, she had been enwrapped in a game of doubt and reassurance. Deep down, Gallows knew she loved her, but still, the notion had drilled it's way into her head like a Parasprite. "Really?" she said, "Y-You mean it?.. You'd want kids if dad fixes you?" Gallows smiled broadly and suddenly locked lips with Cybrony before slowly pulling away.

Cybrony returned the kiss and pulled away, holding Gallows close. He smiled comfortingly and spoke gently, despite his constant digitized voice. "If he could fix me I would be glad to be your husband and start a family with you Gallows." He said and stroked her half-mane. "I want to do that with you. But only if I can be sure that I won't let you down." He said and half smiled lovingly. His robotic eye adjusted with a whir and he kissed the top of her snout. "If you would have this rickety tin soldier as the father of your children."

[Das Metro]

Gallows smiled and wrapped her forelegs around Cybrony. If Opium could help Cybrony, she'd never doubt his love of her again. Since the brief conversation with Ghost, she had been enwrapped in a game of doubt and reassurance. Deep down, Gallows knew she loved her, but still, the notion had drilled it's way into her head like a Parasprite. "Really?" she said, "Y-You mean it?.. You'd want kids if dad fixes you?" Gallows smiled broadly and suddenly locked lips with Cybrony before slowly pulling away.

Cybrony returned the kiss and pulled away, holding Gallows close. He smiled comfortingly and spoke gently, despite his constant digitized voice. "If he could fix me I would be glad to be your husband and start a family with you Gallows." He said and stroked her half-mane. "I want to do that with you. But only if I can be sure that I won't let you down." He said and half smiled lovingly. His robotic eye adjusted with a whir and he kissed the top of her snout. "If you would have this rickety tin soldier as the father of your children."

Gallows felt happier than she had all her life, knowing that she could finally have the thing she wanted the most. "I wouldn't rather have anypony else," Gallows said sweetly, "W-What would we name them..?" she asked dreamily.

[The Flutterlands]

Shade chuckled, and turned slight red, before laying next to Invidea. He kissed her on the nose, and wrapped his forelegs around her. "Tomorrow, we make history. Tomorrow, we shall liberate the Umbra, and restore your family heritage... Both our fathers, will be so pleased with our sucess!"

"Mhm," Widowmaker mxumbled as she sleepily closed her eyes. It was so exciting! If the plan went well, she'd be going back to her father as the new Whisper. He'd be do proud of her... For the first time in her life, Tacitus would be proud of her. With a smile on Widiwmaker's face, she fell asleep in Shade's forelegs.

Shad chuckled as he watched his mate fall asleep in his forelegs. He stayed awake thinking about his day. A day filled with both happiness, and sorrow. Shade was happy to be with his tribe again. However, what he had to do, in order to do so, made his reunion bitter. At least, Shade thought, he could make up for his actions by helping In idea restore her family honor. Soon, Shade felt his eyes getting heavy. So he closed them, and drifted off to sleep.

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

That insidious burning was back. The minute the pony moved onto Diamond hiring them, it appeared, and through Fury's link, he could hear a demonic, guttural growling. No Name thought back to what Poet said, to tell Belle when it came back. "B-Belle dear, it's back. The burning," he said quietly. Fury's growling slowly escalated into a deafening roar, as one would hear from the crashing of waves. "Kill him. Just do it. It'll be quick. I promise," Fury snarled. No Name bit his lip and looked at the captive with a mix of seething rage and anxiety in his eyes. No Name stepped towards the stallion and grabbed him by the face, forcing him to look into his eyes. "Don't worry about the puppet, worry about me you pitiful little bug..." No Name growled.

Belle looked at No Name in alarm when he mentioned the buzzing. She yelped in fear when he dashed for the captive and sighed when he didn't do much more than frighten him. She trotted up to his side and placed a hoof on his hoof that touched the prisoner. Her other hoof turned his face to look at her. She smiled to him gently, "Don't let it get you Love. Focus on me, on my eyes. I am all there is right now." She said in an effort to distract and calm him. "You love me right? I know you do. Focus on my smile darling, calm down."

[Pinki3 Pon-3]

Gallows felt happier than she had all her life, knowing that she could finally have the thing she wanted the most. "I wouldn't rather have anypony else," Gallows said sweetly, "W-What would we name them..?" she asked dreamily.

Cybrony smiled cheerfully. "Well, I guess that depends. Are they a filly or a colt? Pegasus or unicorn? You know we may even have an alicorn." He said with a chuckle as he held her tight. "First we'd need to make sure that you were . . . Err . . . You know . . . Pregnant." He said uncomfortably again. "We're definitely not calling them Toaster though." He said with a chuckle. "But before I make promises I cannot keep we should see your Dad about fixing me."

[New Babylonia]

Silvershield walked exhaustedly, over a small grassy knoll. The wound on his back stung with every step, he wondered what those bandits thought they had to gain from a soldier. Oh well, he thought, the world was better without them. Then again, it may also be without him. He shook his head, and looked in front of him, the sun shined on him as he squinted his eyes. A mirage? How long had it been since he had a good gulp of water, or for that matter a meal. Too long. Perhaps it was abandoned? Likely, every 'city' he'd seen was long abandoned. Maybe, just maybe this was different? There was, of course, one way to find out. Silvershield sighed heavily and slowly walked towards the foreboding figure on the landscape, it felt like years as he forced himself forward, the minutes go by so slowly now. After what seemed like several decades, he stopped, a shadow enveloped him like that darkness that had overtaken the world. He looked up, and there it was before him, anything but abandoned. Civilization. Finally. Though he wondered if this city might be more dangerous than the badlands. With his luck it probably was. He sighed again, and slowly began to enter Maregaton.

[Das Metro]

That insidious burning was back. The minute the pony moved onto Diamond hiring them, it appeared, and through Fury's link, he could hear a demonic, guttural growling. No Name thought back to what Poet said, to tell Belle when it came back. "B-Belle dear, it's back. The burning," he said quietly. Fury's growling slowly escalated into a deafening roar, as one would hear from the crashing of waves. "Kill him. Just do it. It'll be quick. I promise," Fury snarled. No Name bit his lip and looked at the captive with a mix of seething rage and anxiety in his eyes. No Name stepped towards the stallion and grabbed him by the face, forcing him to look into his eyes. "Don't worry about the puppet, worry about me you pitiful little bug..." No Name growled.

Belle looked at No Name in alarm when he mentioned the buzzing. She yelped in fear when he dashed for the captive and sighed when he didn't do much more than frighten him. She trotted up to his side and placed a hoof on his hoof that touched the prisoner. Her other hoof turned his face to look at her. She smiled to him gently, "Don't let it get you Love. Focus on me, on my eyes. I am all there is right now." She said in an effort to distract and calm him. "You love me right? I know you do. Focus on my smile darling, calm down."

No Name looked at Belle and his gaze softened. This prisoner should consider himself lucky, No Name was on the verge of another breakdown. Focusing on Belle, the burning slowly disappeared, though it only seemed to agitate Fury. The booming roar turned to the most demonic, inpony thing he had ever heard. It was like the mix of a roar, a scream, and a buzzsaw. No Name would've said it sounded like a dragon, but even a dragon's roar wasn't as unnerving. "Do it! Now! Give in! Kill him! Do it! NOW," Fury roared in between bouts of the ungodly noise. No Name looked to the prisoner with a pained glance, "Who handles your contracting? What's your group named?.." No Name asked laboriously.