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Alwighty, part three.

O.K. That's it for the ideas, I'm taking no more, I am officially writing it! I have personally picked three ideas from the comments and my private messages. Look forward to the next bonus! I'll also be doing a couple of ideas of my own as well.

Now, because I'll be doing a bonus as well as writing for the next chapter; I could be a little later posting updates on the story. It'll still be done within the two week period, but I'll really have my hands full.

Daily shout outs.

Epic rainbow 14: Yep! They are officially together!

Nelson: I didn't mean for the last part to be a reference to Star Wars. It was just the perfect thing for him to say at that moment, I only use reference for comic relief.

Conor Thompson: Well, looks like someone finally has a different opinion…To be honest, I am cutting back on the perverted skits (in fact I'm thinking about cutting them completely). Did you notice that nothing suggestive happened during paradise city? And about Princess Celestia…She's not molestia in the main story, I wanted to give her a playful and quirky personality. I hate Celestia's characterization in the show, she's acts like a perfect pritsy mother figure ruler; no personality at all. You may disagree with me, but that's what I think…Don't be scared to voice yourself, because I listen to every single one of you. I may not respond to every single comment, but I do read and cherish every single one of them.

Remember, you're voices makes a difference.

Please enjoy!

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The girls were very reluctant to follow Sonic, Knuckles, and Spike as they entered into a tightly packed room. The white titles that covered the floor were smudged with dirt and water, and stunk an unavoidable stench. They heard an occasional drip of water inside the walls.

"…Who would put a secrete club inside of a men's restroom in a fast food restaurant?" Sonic chuckled, "You sure you heard those stallions correctly, Knuckles?"

The red echidna pressed his ears against the back of the room, closing his eyes as he tuned in. After a second, he jerked back, "This is definitely the place; I can hear music on the other side…You girls behind me?"

Spike had to coax the four mares inside; even Applejack had to be pushed inside the filthy bathroom.

"Close the door," Knuckles whispered loudly behind him, "We need to make sure no one is following us."

When Spike peeked his head through the doorway and saw no pony looking towards their direction, he closed the door and locked it. The mares held their breaths, the stench beginning to burn their nostrils.

"Like; ewe!" Amy cried, pinching her nose and mouth in to keep the smell away from her senses, "This is disgusting, Knuckles!"

"Can you hurry up and find that entrance, already?" Rainbow asked, "I'm about to pass out in here!"

Knuckles rolled his eyes and began to press his fists against the titles, gently and carefully pushing against them. After a minute, one of the titles suddenly clicked inward; making everyone jump. A row of titles slowly slid to one side, disappearing behind another row of titles. A dark passage way was revealed.

"This is it." Knuckles mumbled, "Remember to stay close when we enter."

They boldly entered the dark room and saw a steep set of stairs and a very narrow hallway, the only lighting they had was from the bathroom. Once the titles closed behind them, they began to slowly descend into the pitch black darkness.

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Sonic could see a faint glow of wild lights illuminating from the darkness after several minutes of walking. The loud jazz music began to blare louder and louder by each step they took, and they could make out a door at the other end of the narrow passage. They were lined up single file, crammed in by the narrow hall; they couldn't even move their hooves and hands to their sides.

"This has to be the strangest thing I have ever seen," Sonic commented as he approached the door, "Why would they hide a club inside a filthy bathroom?"

"Guess ta keep tha place in uh low profile." Applejack suggested.

"I can't imagine trying to run a business down here," Knuckles commented while shaking his head.

Fluttershy was in the back of the group, keeping herself out of their way while listening, "Um…If you tell the right ponies about this place, you can keep any kind of underground operation in business."

"Yea!" Pinkie cheered, bouncing herself up front to the hedgehog, "How do you think I can sell my magic white powder without the mayor throwing a hissy-missy fit?"

Sonic picked up his pace to keep his distance from the pink pony and face planted into the door in front of him. Rainbow laughed out loud while Pinkie simply shook her head.

"Runs at the speed of sound without tripping or crashing…Bumps into a door while walking."

The hedgehog grunted and turned the knob, hearing a metal click before the door slowly creaked open. Instantly, their ears were blasted by the screech of a trumpet, their hearts thumping from a very low bass guitar. The room was lit, but with just enough lighting to set a club like theme. Dozens upon dozens of round decorated tables filled and occupied at least by two stallions in the center of the room. At the front of the club stood a stage, a stage holding four stallions playing musical instruments. Two was blowing into a trumpet, another was beating on the drums, and another was standing on the edge with a mike in front of him. The music was sudden, but Knuckles found his thumb clicking to the base as they stepped inside.

"…Jazz." Knuckles identified, a small smirk cresting across his lips, "I love jazz."

Rainbow stuck out her tongue, "Lame! I was expecting rock and roll."

The colorful pony cast a glance to her right and saw her pink friend beginning to bounce up and down in place. Rainbow immediately held her down with a hoof.

"No, Pinkie!" She scorned.

Her back may be held down but her booty was popping like a firecracker, "Aw, but I have to party! I have to party, Dashie!"

"We are on a mission, Pinkie." Rainbow deadpanned, "We have a missing emerald to find; we don't have time to goof off."

Rainbow held her in place for several seconds until she sighed, her mane and tail deflating a little, "You're right…But it makes me so sad."

The colorful pegasus gave her a little smile, "Don't worry, we'll have plenty of time to party after this is over."

Pinkie's hair inflated back to its usual gravity defying boingyness, "You're right, Dashie!"

Sonic began to scan around and saw two brown stallions talking to one another at the corner of the room. With a quick sigh, he and the rest of the group made their way to them.

"Hello!" Sonic greeted them with a warmful smile.

The two stallions looked up and jerked back when they saw a blue hedgehog and a gang of strange creatures and mares walking towards their direction.

"Uh…Where did ya'll come from?" One asked them.

The other stayed back while Sonic continued to approach. They didn't want to crowd them.

"If it's not too much trouble, can I ask you two a couple of questions?" He asked, "See? We're looking for this emerald and-"

"Did your group get in here by the secrete exit by any chance?" One asked him.

Knuckles' ears flopped down, "What do you mean secrete exit?"

The younger stallion simply pointed to the side of the room. Knuckles and the others looked and saw a wide double door swinging open as an old stallion casually trotted in.

"…That's the entrance?" Amy whelp.

Rainbow trotted over to Knuckles and whacked him upside the head, almost knocking him down.

"We'll, sorry!" Knuckles shouted at her, "How was I supposed to know?"

The two stallions held in their chuckles.

"Anyways," Sonic continued, "Have you two heard about a glowing emerald in this city?"

The stallions looked at each other for a couple of seconds before one of them leaned forward, "Are you Sonic?"

The hedgehog nodded. The nod was answered by silence, then a nervous stare by the two stallions.

"Uh…" One was looking around to make sure no one was listening, "Sit by us so we can talk."

Sonic agreed and sat among with them. They leaned in, making sure he can hear them by whisper.

"We've heard from a couple of ponies that Mr. Felix found it just a couple of days ago." One whispered to him, "We even heard that a colt got whacked trying to steal it."

Sonic nodded, keeping his poster. The group was very anxious to hear what they were saying.

"Do you know by any chance where he might live?"

"He has a mansion just on the outskirt of the city," One answered, "But I heard he has several apartments and houses bought. A mob ruler never hides in one spot for a full day."

Amy watched on as Sonic whispered to the two stallions until she felt a sudden bump behind her. She instantly spun around and saw nothing, but she did hear something flapping on her back. She reached back and yanked the tapped object. When she looked down to see what it was, it was a folded piece of paper with Sonic's name plastered on front.

"Thanks." Sonic mumbled to them, "You have no idea how much this means to us."

"We know of your good intentions," One mumbled back to him, "But don't tell anypony we told you this."

Sonic walked back to the group, who were waiting for them. Before Knuckles could get a word in, Amy cut in front of him.

"Sonic," She called, even though she was only two feet away from him, "I found something that you might want to see."

He took one look at the letter and backed off, "No Amy! No more 'do you like me' notes! Please!"

"Sonic!" She shouted at him, "Someone handed this to me!"

He stepped back forward and took the note from her...Just like the 'do you like me' notes from Amy, Sonic's name wasn't written; but cut out from newspapers. He opened the letter and read it.

wE HaVe TheM SoNiC

gO TO 34 AllY bY ApPle STanD oR TheY WilL DIE!

As soon as he read the papers; Sonic immediately ran through the double doors; frantically clicking his head set.

"Tails!" He shouted, "Come in, Tails!"

No answer.

"Tails! Please answer! TAILS!"

No answer.

"TWILIGHT! TAILS! COME IN!"

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The God Father have been with a lot of mares during his years of managing his family. Many would kill to be in his position, but what Mr. Felix wouldn't give to settle down.

As life and society have proven, once a pony steps in the life of crime, there's no coming out. Every day was a gamble of his freedom, just one slip up was all that was needed to bring his empire down. He has learned from his father of what it took to stay above the law, from learning how to efficiently torture rival members to bribing government officials to keep their presence quite. It wasn't an easy road to take, but after years upon years of bribery, treachery, and bloodshed…No one dared to stand in his way.

Just one advice he didn't take from his father was learning how to quit when ahead. He couldn't hand down his power; he has worked too hard to simply quit. After a couple of years of management, he had understood why his father taught him to lay down his power and slide away in his gorgeous corpse of a city…Being alone.

He had no immediate family members, either they passed away by natural causes or assassinated by rival gangs. He had a 'son', Wingster, but he's simply his right hand pony. He has proven himself above all the others; the most trusted, loyal, dependable, and efficient member of his family. But even somepony as great as Wingster couldn't fulfill just that one desire every stallion have.

But now, as he laid back on a luxury sofa just on the outer rim of his pool, he began to dream of the possibility of finally finding somepony to share himself with. This mare is lying beside him on a different sofa now being served by handsome waiters…He didn't know why she was wearing a bikini with a layer of sunscreen, but Ms. Rarity has class, and he respect it to every extent.

"I never thought my days would be so fulfilled," Felix commented while staring up at the bright blue sky, "…You are truly a mare worthy of my time, Ms. Rarity."

Rarity was chatting with the looming stallions until she heard her name.

"This treatment is simply extravagant!" She cooed, "I feel guilty for being pampered like a queen!"

"Guilty is only a mere feeling of regret," The God Father stated, trying to smile through his flabby lips. It didn't look like a smile to the butlers, "Do you regret your treatment?"

"Oho, the guilt is all mine; darling!" She chuckled while a stallion began to massage her hooves, "I must ask, do you usually pick up mares off of streets and treat them to the high life."

"You are the first, my lady." He answered, "They were none before you."

…Huh…That reminded her of Spike when he's helping with her business.

"You told me that you run a boutique, correct?" The God Father continued, "Top designers of Fillydelphia periodically visit a section of my home…I could make arrangement to let you meet them."

Her eyes sparkled…It was like a dream come true, "I would be simply delighted!"

Rarity laid her head back to let the stallions continue their messages and pedicures. She was tempted to close her eyes and let relaxation carry her to another world. When she began to close her eyes, she saw Mr. Felix rising from his sofa; greeted by a stallion dressed in black. He casually whispered something in the God Father's ear. Suddenly, in her peripheral vision, she saw something sparkle in Mr. Felix's pocket. At closer exception, she made out a sharp purple tip pocking out…Is that a…No, it couldn't be!

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The sound of trotting hooves were the only thing Tails heard as he began to slip out of unconsciousness. Pitch black darkness greeted him when he opened his eyes, and he felt his body resting against something wood. When he became fully aware, he felt his hands and his feet tied by a tight rope. He felt something sticky planted across his lips, he couldn't talk, only muffle through the duct tape. After a moment, he realized that he was moving; a series of bumps rocking him around a bit in the concealed space.

Suddenly, he brushed against something; something soft.

He pushed against her a bit, and he felt and heard the object stir. Muffled sounds emitted from it. He couldn't be mistaken, the object he was touching had to be Twilight.

At that moment, he realized something…He was scared. His heart was racing, and he felt a creepy feeling of isolation washing over him. His hands and feet were tied, and he's being carried to an unknown site in a crammed carriage. Where were they going? Or more importantly what would they do to them? He thought about the possibilities of what would happen if they were to stop. He knew they were going to be held for ransom, so the thought of being killed was out, but what will stop them from torture? He became terrified when his imagination played out scenarios.

He brushed against Twilight's back, letting out deep breaths from his nostrils in an attempt to calm himself down. It was futile; his heart beating faster and faster by each passing second. Suddenly, he felt Twilight rolling over to the other side; reaching her tied hooves outwards to try to pull the fox in an embrace. He could hear her hyperventilating as well; she must be just as scared.

Tails didn't fight against her hooves, he fell on them; landing softly against her stomach. His breathing began to slow, eventually his heart beats slowing back to normal. He closed his eyes, using her soft stomach as a pillow as he tried to calm himself down. He could hear Twilight's breathing becoming slower as well.

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In the mansion's living room, Mr. Felix watched on as Rarity socialized with the highest designers of Fillydelphia. He overheard the conversation, but most was fashion jargon and technical terms he will never understand. She was happy...He wanted her to be happy. While watching her, he felt a little hot while wearing his trademarked jacket, so he decided to take it off and have one of his housekeepers take it to his room. He knew the emerald was in it, but it was in safe hands.

Rarity may be smiling and jabbering, but her mind was going in different directions. Could that be the Chaos Emerald? If it was then how did he find it?...Even at the chance of achieving her dream, those questions lingered.

"Ms. Rarity," One of the designers called, "You have sown dresses for the Grand Galloping Gala before, have you."

The white unicorn snapped out of her daze and answered, "Why yes, my friends didn't have anything decent to wear, so I took the liberty of putting my best talents into them."

"Well, they were the talk during our visit in Canterlot." Another commented.

Rarity continued her discussion, smiling but deeply worried…She doesn't know why, but there's something off about this place. When she tried to talk about his wealth, he either changes the topic or answers her indirectly. What is he hiding from her?

"I have a rather strange question for you two," She interrupted them, "How did Mr. Felix obtain his wealth?"

The two mares looked at each other.

"I know it's a strange question," She insisted, "But I'm rather curious of his success. It's not like he can afford a luxury home living off wages, can he?"

She saw a drop of sweat sliding from their foreheads. Rarity took note of this; they suddenly became nervous.

"Why…I never knew." One quickly answered.

"No one knows how Mr. Felix accumulated his wealth," The other answered as well.

Rarity raised an eye brow, "Are you sure?"

They stared at her for a couple of seconds until one looked down at her metaphorical watch…They were definably hiding something.

"Uh; w-we must go," One jabbered, "It's been nice knowing you."

When Rarity saw no pony around but two designers, she stood up and galloped right in front of them

"I know you're hiding something." She deadpanned, "I don't know what's going on, but it'll do me and you two a lot of good if I'm informed of what's going on."

They stared at her for a couple of seconds until one trotted over to the wooden coffee table. She grabbed a newspaper and laid it before her before nudging the other designer out the door. Rarity levitated the newspaper and read the front.

Body Found In Trash Bin

Body has been investigated and identified as Wing Speed, his death has been caused by a sharp blow to the head. Sheriff blames gang related activity that led to his death, possibly a rival gang member

Rarity stood in her spot and pondered for several seconds…Then her eyes shot open in realization.

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The sun began to set as Knuckles and all the others continued to walk down the crowded street of Fillydelphia…It was a quite walk, no one dared to make a comment when they left the club. Knuckles took a quick glance over to Sonic; he never saw him so angry in his life. The red echidna cleared his throat.

"…They'll be alright." He ensured him, "If it's a ransom; they won't hurt them."

Sonic took in a very deep breath through his nose, more like a huff. His eyes were narrowed, only staring straight ahead as he marched down the street.

"If they're hurt," He growled, his voice low and deep, "I'll make them suffer."

Knuckles looked behind and saw the others keeping a respected distance from him...The mares never saw him angry, and it's very unsettling to see their friend in so much rage. He looked back to him, trying to calm him down.

"I'm worried about them too," Knuckles continued, "Me and everyone else want them back safe and sound. We'll go over there, whip some tale, and rescue them; just like we always do when someone is in danger."

Sonic didn't seem to hear him. He kept looking ahead, huffing deeply and clinching his teeth. Knuckles felt a very dark aurora radiating from him, dread and fear washing over the red echidna as he walked with him. He felt this power before, and this power can only radiate from the emeralds. Thinking quickly, he quickly scooted to him so no one else could here.

"Don't let your emotions control you." He whispered, "Don't change into the thing we fought years ago."

Sonic didn't respond for several seconds; then he deeply sighed; stopping his walk almost.

"…You're right, they should be fine…We'll come up with something when we get over there."

At that instant, his aurora eased to the calm and relax state it always have been...Fluttershy, who was hanging last as always, leaned a little closer to Applejack.

"Applejack?"

The cow pony turned to her direction, "Yea, sugarcube?"

"…Did you feel something dreadful just moments ago?"

Applejack raised an eyebrow, "Wut are you talkin' about?"

Fluttershy blushed and looked away too hide her embarrassment, "Um…I felt something radiating from Sonic just a moment ago…A dark presence you can say. I-I might be crazy, but I sensed something just dreadful from him."

"Sonic is just goin' through a hard time right now," Applejack retorted, "His childhood friend has been kidnapped, and he has no idea how he's doin'."

"Um…You're probably right." Fluttershy sighed, "I can tell Rainbow Dash is having a hard time as well. She hasn't said a thing since we left."

They briefly looked over and saw the cyan pegasus staring at the ground as she trotted, fury and anger igniting in her eyes. Pinkie have been trying to coax her, but by her slightly deflated mane and tail; she's not having much luck.

"Don't worry, partner." Applejack insured her, putting a hoof on her back, "We'll rescue them in one piece…I'm sure they're fine."

It took Fluttershy a while before she could step away from her and continue her long journey to the other side of the city.

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The mansion's guards began to change shift as the sun began to set over the horizon. Mr. Felix is out for a business meeting and hired hands that maintained the luxurious house called it a night…If Rarity were to know for sure that Mr. Felix, the gentlest of stallions she has met, is a gang leader; she would have to sneak in to his private quarters and peak inside his jacket. From overhearing some of the maids that cleans her room, she knew that if Mr. Felix is a gang leader; the Chaos Emerald would be right there in his jacket. If she was caught trying to sneak in to his quarters and if he's really a vicious gang leader, the consequences would be great; beyond her wildest fears.

With a gulp, she quietly squeaked her bedroom door open and peak around the corner. The hallway was massive, decorated with suits of armor and steel swords that decorated the mannequins along the walls. Sure that the patrol ponies were still changing shift, she stepped out to the open; quietly closing the door behind her. Even in the hallway, she felt exposed by the massive space around her. Relieved that no pony was in sight; she trotted to the large living room as quickly and quietly as she could. If she heard correctly, Mr. Felix's bed room should be across the living room; located in the second hallway to the right, right next to the bathroom.

In the wide open clearing, more open than her own sense of security; she trotted to the next section of the room. Suddenly, a door creaked open right in front of her. She gasped in horror and sidestepped behind the couch, crouching down to hide herself. Quite hoof steps clipped as the pony passed by. Rarity slowly raised her head to see a maid trotting to the other end of the living room. When she disappeared, she slid to the next room.

Thankfully for her, the rest of her way was completely clear, but it took her several minutes to reach her destination. Mr. Felix's room was right in front of her, but she knew that patrol will resume at any moment. With no time to spare, she slowly squeaked the door open and peaked inside. The coat was hanging on the wall at the end of the room, and it was just a couple of hoof steps away. She could see something shinning inside the jacket's pocket.

Suddenly she heard hoof steps behind her. Thinking quickly, she leapt through the doorway and immediately closed the door; galloping behind the bed and crouching down. She waited for several seconds to see if that door will open…When the door remained shut, she trotted to the jacket.

She could see something purple sparkling from the jacket's pocket. For one second, Rarity hesitated.

"There's no way Mr. Felix is a ruthless killer," She whispered under her breath, "There's no way."

With a deep breath, she peaked inside…And gasped.

"No, It couldn't be."

There it was…The Chaos Emerald glistening with the faint light that surrounded her. Rarity sighed, feeling her lungs deflating as she picked up the emerald with her hoof. To come to think she was beginning to pity him for being so alone with his wealth.

"...Mr. Felix was a cold blooded killer after all."

She would have to get out of there, Sonic is looking for that emerald. With the emerald in her mouth, she trotted to the door and pressed her ear against it. She heard several hoof steps on the other side.

Suddenly, she heard galloping.

"Sir!" A stallion called, "Sir, sound the alarm!"

She heard another stallion just hoof steps from the door, "What's going on?"

"It's…" The stallion took a couple of breaths before continuing, "It's lady Rarity; she's missing!"

Rarity felt a very cold sweat dripping from her muzzle.

"Go grab some henchponies and have them sweep the exterior of the mansion!" She heard a stallion shouted, "Some lowlife could have ponynapped her!"

Her eyes widen in fear as she heard gallops fainting in the back ground…Then the sound of a long screeching siren.

She knew she just couldn't just run out there and try to make a break for it, they'll catch her with that emerald for sure. Thinking quickly, she galloped to the closet and swung it open with her magic. She saw a whole mess of suits, dozens upon dozens of them lined up in several files. Using her magic, she quickly searched through the suits of clothes like a deck of cards…Just by a shot of luck, she saw a suit that matches the exact code of the patrol ponies that guarded the mansion. Against her own will and morals; she slipped the suit on, making sure that every inch of her mane and tail was covered. It wasn't easy stuffing her hair inside the suit, but somehow she managed.

She crept back to the door and carefully crept the door open. When she saw no pony was immediately in the hallway, she stepped out into the open and gently closed the door behind her. With her head down, she began her treacherous journey to the mansion's gate.

She couldn't be in anymore luck, the suit matched the stallion's outfit perfectly. She had a problem, though; she was carrying the Chaos Emerald, and the suit had no pockets to store it in. She kept her head as low as she could as she galloped towards the crowd, galloping through the hallway and then to the living room. The exit was just right there in front of her, and the only thing that's keeping her cover was her suit and the sudden panic.

When she was finally out the door, she made a full sprint to the gate; which was opened to let some of the henchponies outside to inspect the outer walls. She kept her head low, the Chaos Emerald shimmering and sparkling in the dim moon light. When she was through the gate, she continued the gallop; not letting anything stop her, not even her burning lungs could stop her. Ahead of her, she saw a dense forest; and she used the last in of her stamina to gallop to the first tree she saw. She threw herself behind it, deeply panting as she peaked around the corner. She was for sure no pony followed her, and stood corrected when she saw the mansion in her view. Strobe lights lit the night sky, and flashlights wildly zoomed in every direction along the walls.

She took this time to catch her breath, letting the Purple emerald drop to the floor as she hyperventilated. It took her several minutes to regain her breath, her hooves were beginning to sore from the amount of distance she galloped…She never ran that fast or far in her life.

She knew the path back into the city, and she's thankful that the city limits was just a short distance from where she was at. Rarity picked the emerald back up, sweat dripping from her forehead as she began her journey to the city limits.

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Hoof Thunder stood patiently by the apple stand; covered from muzzle to hoof by a black silky outfit. He was expecting company, a very peculiar group of individuals. His manager gave him very strict instructions what to do, and he's willing to follow it down to the letter for his boss. He cast his eyes to the heavens and saw thick gray clouds beginning to form. He would have worn more appropriate attire if he read the newspaper for the forecast, but he'll have to make due.

After several minutes of waiting, he saw a pack of mares as well as two strange creatures walking towards his direction. Hoof Thunder wave his hoof at them; catching their attention as they scanned the dark streets. The stallion made sure they followed when he began to gallop away from them. When he saw them running after him, he cut a corner; galloping towards a set of concrete stares leading underground. He opened the steel door and trotted to the darkness; closing the door behind them.

"Ya'll get ready," He called ahead of them.

Sonic had to restrain himself from zipping and viciously attacking the shadow figure as it cut a corner to an ally. The rest of the gang was behind him, following right behind him with much caution. The hedgehog was angry; each step he took added fuel to the fire.

"Don't worry, Sonic." Knuckles called ahead, "They'll be fine, I'm sure of it."

Sonic didn't stop, he kept walking ahead with much strife, "You don't know that, Knuckles."

"What I do know is that they would have killed them already if they didn't want us over there." Knuckles combated, "…You just need to keep a cool head-"

"How could you be so calm!?" Sonic snapped, whipping his head around to face him, "My friends are being held by thugs and you bunch are acting like were going out on some picnic!"

Knuckles felt a cold and dark spell rushing over him, an ancient power his race feared ever since discovering the Chaos Emerald...The echidna knew his friends would be fine by the fact that they want something from them. It was upsetting, sure; but getting angry wouldn't do him any kind of good.

"Because I just know they're fine," Knuckles plainly answered, "You know it too."

Sonic let out a long and heavy huff; not looking back, but letting his head die down.

"They're going to be alright." Sonic answered, "I'll make sure they'll be alright."

Meanwhile in the back, Pinkie, Applejack, and Fluttershy were walking by Rainbow. The cyan pegasus had her head down the entire walk, her eyes narrowed and bowed in fury. What scared the mares most was her mystical wing beginning to extend and glow.

"Um…We know you're upset, Rainbow Dash." Fluttershy spoke kindly to her friend, "But…Can you please calm down? You're making everypony here nervous."

The cyan pegasus kept trotting, her wing beginning to glow pure white.

"…Rainbow?"

"They're going to pay for taking my friends!" Rainbow suddenly shouted out loud, her wing shooting out in its full state, "I'll rip them to pieces when I get in there!"

"Sugarcube, we're just as upset as you are." Applejack addressed, "But ahm keeping mah head in the cooler for Twilight and Tails' sake. Getin' angry won't solve nothin'."

"Well, yea!? We'll see how cool you'll get when we see them bruised by those brutes!" Rainbow shouted, beginning to hover in the air, "I'm going to charge in there and slice every pony limb to limb!"

Applejack cast a rope around her hoof before she could take off, "Ya need to calm down, Rainbow! You could endanger tha two if ya charge in there just a slicin'! If you were to barge in there, you might put them in danger!"

Rainbow hovered in place for a moment then touched ground. She didn't care to look back; she kept trotting ahead with her white wing fully extended…Pinkie didn't dare to say a word to her, there was no way she could cheer her up, and she knew it. She felt her mane and tail deflating by a bit more while continue to walk.

Suddenly, Sonic heard a beep on his ear piece. He halted and listened.

"Hello?"

He listened for a response and received no answer.

"Come in." He called out loud.

His ears perked when he heard a very faint noise on the other line, the sound of hooves trotting on concrete.

"…Rarity?" Sonic tried, "Is that you, Rarity?"

After several seconds, he heard muffling sounds from the headset; like the headset was being picked up by someone. Sonic tuned in and heard a stallion's long and deep exhale…Then a click.

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Author's notes

Sorry for the wait, dear readers. I hate to keep everyone waiting, but I've been writing this and the bonus.

What does everyone think so far? I know Shadow have been missing, but expect to see him the next chapter.

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Deadline: One or two weeks.

I'm not going to give anything away, but be ready for the next chapter…It's going to be a doozy!

And one more thing I would like to annouce. Check out Marigretle's deviantart account when you get the chance; she's great with a pencil readers! And don't also forget about AiMajor-Sung97 on deviantart either.

My prayers are with you all! May God bless every single one of you!

Harry