The supposedly savvy Sombra could have teleported the Mane 6 anywhere. In a cave far away, another continent or even lock them in a sub space prison until he needed them. In his haste however, he merely teleported the ponies to the entrance of the Cavern.

The sup space wormhole opened up and vomited the hapless ponies who landed with a thud.

"That hurt." moaned Fluttershy as she picked herself.

"Ugh, where are we?" groaned Rainbow Dash.

"Outside the cave." frowned Twilight, staring blankly at the caves entrance.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" inquired Applejack as she immediately darted for the cave.

"We gotta get back to stop-"

CRASH!

Suddenly, Applejack found herself struck by some kind of force field. As she picked herself up, she noticed a familiar hexagonal pattern form before her. Suddenly, a transparent purple barrier engulfed what appeared to be the entire cage.

"Oh! You have gotta be kidding me!" raged Applejack.

"I get the feeling we're not gonna be strong enough to pierce that." sighed Pinkie Pie.

"Our physical bodies might not, but magic can!" grinned Twilight.

"Twilight dear, I'm sure your magic training did not involve kinetic bombardment as Shadow puts it." countered Rarity.

"Nope! But I can use my teleportation skills to bypass it!" smirked Twilight.

"What about us?" whimpered Fluttershy.

"You guys go get help and contact the Princesses. I'll move in to assist Shadow and get them out. Sombra and the squad are too even with each other." explained Twilight.

"Figures, they think the exact same way!" puffed Rainbow Dash.

Twilight lit her horn and immediately tried to teleport inside the cave as her body energized to move at molecular speeds. However, the moment she thought she would pass by the barrier, she felt her body being smacked by the kinetic force field in the midst of teleportation, sending her flying back.

"What happened?" frowned Rarity as Twilight picked herself.

"Of course." groaned Twilight while she rubbed her throbbing head."I still technically have to move past that stupid barrier that's blocking me."

"Why not try that portal hole method thing?" suggested Applejack. "That way, ya don't have to actually move from one place to the other."

"It's a worm hole Applejack. I don't think our race can even comprehend the basic science behind it." hissed Twilight. She was running out of time. If she hesitated for a second more, who knew what would become of Shadow.

"My only shot now is to disable that energy field so I can get back in to help the squad out." noted Twilight. "What was that thing again that humans do to disable magic and energy?"

"If my memory is correct, they call it electromagnetic pulses." whispered Fluttershy.

"Yeah, it involves some weird spark of electricity." remembered Rainbow Dash.

"Right! I'm gonna need a book or two on every theory having to do with electricity, not matter how primitive our race's knowledge on it might be." told Twilight.

Everyone looked at Pinkie who frowned in return.

"What? Until I load up on the sugary snacks, I can't do any of that hyperactive stuff to get us the things we want out of nowhere."

Twilight face hoofed and use her summoning abilities to materialize a book on electrical theory.

-

In the cave, Shadow was dumbfounded at the sight of the Mane 6 disappearing. Sombra's voice killed the silence.

"Now that ought to take care of them." hissed Sombra. "Who would have guessed that Twilight's and Rarity's attacks were more effective at dispelling my attacks compared to hundreds of years of technological advancement?"

Shadow silently realized that their rail weapons were physical matter, which Sombra could avoid. Meanwhile, the technical fact that Rarity's or Twilight's spells were variable and energy based meant that they could whip out anything to counter Sombra's attacks.

Overwatch's HUD read that Sombra had taken a pre caution to place another barrier surrounding the cave in both sub space and physical space to avoid anypony teleporting in. However, the barrier he had placed was not EMP proof.

"Wow!" remarked Overwatch. "In hindsight, you should have probably done that earlier. I mean really, it took you that long to figure out that Twilight and Rarity could use their magic to screw you over?"

Sombra made an audible growl.

"What?" continued Overwatch. "Unable to handle the truth? Hell, there are A LOT of things you could have done to kill us minutes ago! But now, you've tried to be a show off and wasted your time."

"Overwatch, what are you doing?" whispered X-ray.

The sniper continued to speak. "Honestly, if someone like you really wanted to be the calculating bastard you gloat to be, you would have stripped us of our rail rifles ages ago!"

Scorch faced palmed. "Could you-"

Sombra let out a chuckle. His smoke appeared before Shadow and fired a series of dark energy blasts at the squad. The dark energy opened a series of miniature space time rips. Not enough to engulf Shadow, but enough to vanish their rifles to a void of sub space.

Under his mask, Scarecrow had a fixed freak out face. He slowly regained composure and tilted his head to Overwatch.

Scarecrow's voice was more screechy than mechanical. "Overwatch, care to explain-"

The next thing everyone knew, Overwatch grabbed X-ray's gauss pistol from its magnetic plate and placed it on his own.

"Congratulations you putrid excuse for a horse!" insulted Overwatch. "You finally did what you should have done in an instant! Now what are you waiting for? Hit us!"

"I swear, we are not friends anymore." gritted Scarecrow, standing helpless. He suddenly really knew how his countless victims felt in a situation like this.

"Come on Sombra! We're fucking vulnerable! Charge a coil gun at us! Blast us with plasma! Spike us with a crystal!" mocked Overwatch. Speaking louder than he had ever done before. Shadow was beginning to catch on to what Overwatch was trying to do.

There was no response, much to Shadow's discomfort.

"It's because you can't." hissed Overwatch. "Like a computer running too many programs at once, your magic is suffering ain't it! You can't generate enough magic that is sufficient to wipe us out! The same way a computer can't run an app properly if there are a shit ton of others open."

A green blast of plasma was fired from an unknown location and struck Overwatch, but was no where near enough to even deplete even 3% of his barrier.

"See what I mean?" shook Overwatch. "Unless you want to actually do any damage to us, you might want to use your brain and end this major opportunity cost you're running with protection spells all over the globe."

"Overwatch! Quit giving him ideas!" scolded Scarecrow.

The sniper ignored him. "If you really wanted to prove that you can actually wipe us out from existence, you might as well not pussy out and realize that disabling this massive barrier and communications scrambler you have all over the fucking planet won't matter in the long run. I mean hey, regaining all that power at your disposal can generate a blast strong enough to wipe us in a few moments, which is enough time to put back the barrier once the job is done."

Scorch's and Scarecrow's twitchy faces were concealed by their masks while X-ray cursed at Overwatch in Armenian.
-

Aboard the Blackjack, the crew was desperately trying to regain connection with Shadow squad, who had vanished from the COMs the moment they entered the forest.

"Dammit! Why couldn't Helghan Naval University teach me about situations like this?" complained a communications engineer.

"As if a government approved syllabus would include 'what to do when a magical cartoon character possess powers equivalent to that of an ancient alien race and hacks star ship technology'." panned another crew member.

Suddenly, communications were back online and the entire crew of the Blackjack could gain footage from Shadow's HUD.

"Holy shit! The scramblers are off!" yelped the engineer.

"That's not all. The barrier over the planet is gone too!"

-

Overwatch clapped his hands as his HUD read that communications with the Blackjack were back.

"Congratulations, you did what you should have done ages ago!"

Sombra roared loud, clearly angered.

"Oh are you pissed? What are you gonna do next, immobilize us with our biggest fears?" mocked Overwatch.

Still no response from Sombra. The fact that he wasn't replying panicked Shadow all the more.

X-ray was about to make a statement, when all of a sudden, a series of crystal spires appeared from the ground and locked him from his group. The same happened to Scarecrow, Overwatch and Scorch. The squad was cut off from each other.

The next thing anyone knew, their worst nightmares appeared before their lives.

Scarecrow suddenly felt a trillion voices ring in his head. Loud, horrendous voices of people screaming unintelligible things. He immediately began to think of being trampled over, suffocated, or ripped to shreds by a crowd he couldn't see or feel. He didn't just hate crowds because he was biologically conditioned to disperse them on sight.

The voices grew louder and more obnoxious by the moment, as if he was being mentally bombarded with a sonic boom which needless to say, was quite painful. Scarecrow clutched his head as he was deafened by the own thoughts in his head, unable to do anything about it. He fell to the ground without a word, trying to contain his mind attack.

Oh how he wished that he could see the source of the voice of the crowd, so that he could silence them.

Sombra absolutely adored the sight before him. If there was one thing that he knew about Shadow squad, it was that they would not shut up even for a moment. Their constant railing against romanticism and pro enlightenment rants were agreeable but annoying beyond all relief.

Sombra had seen the way Shadow used their synthetic raspy voices to force opponents into submission. Needless to say, it always worked out. Now, Scarecrow was getting a taste of his own medicine

Had Sombra been in his corporeal form, a smile would have been formed on his face. The irony was delicious. He did not believe in the nonsense that was karma, but he appreciated the double standard being displayed by Scarecrow's fear.

"What's the matter mongrel? You have never stopped talking during your time on Equestria. You always go on and on with constant threats until you get what you want."

Scarecrow clutched his head and yelled in panic as the voices drowned even his own thoughts. It felt like his head was about to explode, causing him to press on his temples.

He began to squirm in place.

"Pathetic. Nothing you've been reduced to nothing more than a panacking child by voices."

There was no response from Scarecrow, who could do only nothing but cower and scream as his very psyche was being decimated into rubble.

"Hm. When you use your banter to get what you want, you're a mighty warrior of fear and intimidation, but you have never stopped to think that your own weapon could be used against you because of your infinite god complex."

Sombra just loved the sadism of using one's biggest tactic against them.

X-ray meanwhile received no horror before his eyes and struggled to get out of his crystal prison. Had Overwatch not snatch his pistol, he would easily made it out.

The next thing he knew, he heard an ominous buzzing sound.

"Please no."

X-ray looked around, there wasn't a sign of anything under a Crystal.

Then the buzzing continued and his stomach twisted. He began to breathe heavily. None of those wretched things he feared and despised could possibly be where he was. No, just not possible.

So why was he so paranoid?

He looked from left to right with utter panic, sweat trickling down his fore head as the buzzing sound got faster and louder. His pupils shrank under his mask for a threat that he wasn't sure was even there.

Sombra took immense delight in watching X-ray shiver while he was slowly being turned into a nervous wreck. The threat wasn't even conjured up yet, but the very thought of it was already psychologically scarring a supposedly fearless and utterly merciless 23rd trooper.

When X-ray thought it couldn't get worse, he felt something prick his lower leg, and that's when his heart nearly stopped.

X-ray looked down and saw a swarm of insects crawling towards him. Hideous looking insects that didn't even look like anything from a human colony, but eight legged and winged horrors no less with visible fangs and stingers.

"OH FUCK! OH FUCK!" panicked X-ray as the swarm neared him. He immediately tried to head in the opposite direction, only to be cut off by a wall.

He turned around and saw his worst fear charging straight at him. The little buggers were everywhere. Some were flying straight at him in extremely fast patterns while others began to climb his body.

Sweating under his hood, X-ray raised his hands to try and wipe away his worst fear, only for his arm to somehow miss the entire swarm, not knocking back a single one.

"FUCK OFF! STAY BACK!" X-ray began to curse random words in Armenian.

The insects began to lunge at X-ray, and the commando was unable to do anything about it. Then a million feelings took over his body. Feelings of insects crawling under his skin, biting him or stinging him.

It hurt. It hurt a lot and there was nothing X-ray could do about it under than scream. It was at that point where he was broken enough to simply let go and give into his nightmare.

He fell on the floor and was too terrified at the point where he couldn't hear Sombra's voice.

"How pathetic. A soldier who has slain thousands of terrorists and beasts getting too worked up over a simple swarm of insects. I guess fear really does overshadow the best of our abilities when confronted with it. I suppose the horror has become the horrified."

What X-ray did not know is that the insects were not real. None of the horrors were real. To actually summon an alien insect to harm him would need too much magic from Sombra's part. Instead, Sombra had used a Narret mind trick that the alien race had used to psychologically torture prisoners.

It was an extremely useful application for his door trap that once nearly claimed Twilight and Spike.

X-ray however could not know this, as the simulated pain in his mind was strong enough to overcome his rational thought while he helplessly watched the hallucination of his fear swarm all over him.

"Who would have guessed that something so small could overcome something so lethal and psychopathic?" mused Sombra. He just loved how X-ray was reduced to a state akin to his own victims.

Sombra's smoke form visited Scorch's crystal cell. The demo man had his suit's cybernetic system hacked and was starting to lower the suit's temperatures to unbearable levels.

At first Scorch didn't feel the temperatures go down. Then, he felt a light breeze which he immediate dismissed. Soon enough, Scorch felt that his armor had been stripped away and that he had been thrown in the middle of a Canadian winter.

Scorch clutched his body in an attempt to stay warm, but it was no use for got colder and colder. He immediately looked into his wrist computer to see what was happening. His heart sank when we found out that his suit's systems had been hacked and was placing him in this unbearable state.

He questioned why this was happening, only to immediately realize what Sombra intended to do to him.

Scorch quickly tried to tap on his wrist computer to undo the suit's effects, but his wrist computer didn't reply to his motions. Had Sombra hacked his suit further than Scorch thought?

"P-p-p-piece o-of sh-shit." shivered Scorch. An entire ice age was being formed inside his armor.

He tried to loose neural controls too, but lost hope when he realized his suit wasn't responding.

Scorch realized he had to take off his armor to survive, only to find that he had lost control of his body. He was entirely frozen in place as a block of ice formed around him.

He tried to convince himself that this wasn't happening. Immediately he remembered his horrible experience in Canada when he nearly froze to death as a child had UTF doctors not resurrect him.

The thought of freezing to death had always haunted Scorch more than any other method of death. Right now, he could not come to terms that he was going to endure a sadistic torture that he could do little to stop.

Scorch looked down to his feet. Sure enough, they were anchored to the ground by a thick layer of ice. Right when he thought it couldn't get worse, a disembodied voice whispered in his hear.

"It's no use my friend. There's not escape." The fact that Scorch could do absolutely nothing but stand in place made his demise far more entertaining to Sombra. He knew that there were frozen tears behind Scorch's mask.

Scorch would have preferred to die in any way but this. The worst part? He was still conscious enough to feel himself slowly freezing to death. The subtle and horrifying death that Sombra forced Scorch to go under was already psychologically damaging Scorch even though the process had just begun.

Sombra chuckled at Scorch's demise. Too bad he would have to end the fight early and not see the pleasure of Scorch's life giving in to the harsh temperatures.

Scorch wanted to scream, but his jaw was nearly frozen in place. How he wished he could just suffer hypothermia and die.

Overwatch was alone in his cell, hearing his comrades scream at the confrontation of their worst fears. He knew what was coming next.

Before him, a mutant horror with an indescribable alien body appeared on the opposite side of his crystal cell. What got Overwatch's attention was not that an alien had appeared, but rather an alien with hideous and hooked tentacle appendages all over its face, legs and arms.

The normally stoic Overwatch couldn't help but feel loose his grip on his demeanor. Upon seeing the alien move toward him by flopping about with its tentacles, Overwatch was reminded why he hated cephalopods. Their movements got on his very nerves and nearly being strangled by one during an under water mission on Akira and later on C'tan didn't help either.

The hideous alien was only inches away and its tentacles were flaying all over the sniper's HUD. Overwatch began to breathe heavily, trying hard to think and not give into his fears.

It lunged its tentacles at Overwatch and grabbed a hold of his arms and pulled the commando towards it.

Overwatch tried to fight back, but whatever that alien was made up of was powerful. Not to mention feeling a tentacle scrape over his body was enough to break his collected self into an uncontrollable mess.

"Get away from me!" roared Overwatch. His voice was more fearful than commanding.

The alien was relentless and tried to pull Overwatch towards it hideous face while a series of horrific appendages that resembled broken hands sprouted from its back. That very sight disgusted Overwatch as much as it made him nearly loose direct consciousness.

The Alien swiped its hideous back appendages across Overwatch's face. While the extensions should have had to pass Overwatch's barrier, they instead successfully stuck him directly on the face, causing his head to jerk to the side.

The attacks continued and each one caused Overwatch to yelp in terror. Soon enough, the summoned alien used its back appendages to grab a hold of Overwatch's face. The sniper couldn't bear to see the disgusting twisted tentacles slime all over his body and clog his vision.

Overwatch stuttered in disgust and fear as he was blinded and pulled by what he despised the most. He couldn't bear to accept the thought that he, a 23rd operative, was being taken down by a miniature Cthulhu reject all because it had hideous and nauseous tentacles.

Especially one that was somehow able to pass his kinetic barriers. It was just too-

Improbable.

Right when he thought he was about to loose hope, Overwatch closed his eyes and thought. Not looking at the alien helped, but the tentacles wrapping around his head still threw him off.

He was able to remember an important fact admits the pain and being dragged by the alien.

If Sombra was actually trying to conserve magic for a significant energy blast, then that meant he wouldn't be wasting energy trying to search for the galaxy to bring forth a hideous beast capable of scarring a 23rd member.

That meant.......

Overwatch opened his eyes and saw the tentacle faced monster waving its appendages all over his visor. Rather than giving in however, Overwatch grabbed a hold of himself.

"You aren't real."

It sounded crazy especially considering all the pain he was going under, but the more he thought about it, all he was going through was in his head caused by a sick trick of Sombra.

His HUD was reporting no damage to his body. All 'pain' that he was feeling was really in his head, otherwise phantom pain. In fact, his armor still didn't report any signs of a struggle, but the alien monster he was seeing told him otherwise.

"Don't give in." gritted Overwatch. "It's just a fucking illusion."

The 'Alien' still stood firm and more determined to make Overwatch's life hell. It's eldritch appearance was still getting the better of him despite him knowing the truth. His phobia was overruling all common sense and making him submit to the phantom pain.

Overwatch couldn't fail his friends now, especially not in a crucial moment like this that was significant to what was about to happen next.

"Don't think about it."

Thoughts of bieng nearly ripped apart flashed in his mind.

"It's not there."

How he had his mask ripped off and nearly drowned in the water while being strangled by hideous appendages.

"The pain and feeling is in your head."

How his neck was nearly crushed and skull ripped from hi body.

The 'Alien' pulled and pulled and chocked and chocked.

How he was saved by his friends and pulled him to safety.

Overwatch opened his eyes and without saying a word, rejected this illusion.

He turned around and forced his body to move in the direction away from the hallucination. Sure enough, he was free to move. He had always been free. He had just been a little scared.

Yet, he still felt the phantom pain of the figment whipping and trying to strangle him. But now, he knew better than to give in to his fears and accept something that wasn't there. Especially with the need to forward his plan into motion.

Overwatch pulled out X-ray's pistol and shot down his Crystal confinement. He was surprised that he had been able to successfully elevate his arm and pull the trigger, given the opposing sensations his mind was making him feel.

Ignoring the false feelings of restrain and being attacked, Overwatch concealed the pistol and forced himself forward to Sombra.

Speaking of the devil, Sombra was elevated above the ground on a crystal pillar, charging a beam that Overwatch likened to a 'miniature ion cannon'. Based on the amount of electron charged atoms he was gathering, the energy blast would ultimately decimate him and his squad.

Sombra, was too busy charging all the atoms he was gathering from who-knew-where to even notice Overwatch (who had finally been able to ignore the phantom pain as a minor nuisance) until he called him out.

"It's over Sombra. You're little game at trying to best us is done." hissed Overwatch.

Sombra was shocked. "WHAT! How did-"

Sombra was cut off when Overwatch looked to the side and waved a hand.

"Oh......hi Twilight."

Sombra jerked his head to where Overwatch was facing and glanced at a yelping purple alicorn princess.

Unable to think due to being cut off by surprise, Sombra found himself firing his ion cannon meant for Shadow at the hapless Twilight Sparkle.

As if everything moved in slow motion, Twilight found a steam of energized molecules charging straight at her.

When she should have perished, Twilight applied everything she knew at a heartbeat and generated a domed conductive energy shield around her body, not to stop the attack, but rather to catch it. The conductive energy barrier attracted the charged ions attacking Twilight away from her, in ways Overwatch did not know.

Sombra was dumbfounded. His attack should have been enough to wipe Twilight out.

If he was going to apply more magic to his ion attack, he would need to end all other spells he was using to relocate energy.

The next thing anyone knew, the Crystal prisons surrounding Scorch, X-ray and Scarecrow vanished. Soon enough, the horrors plaguing them ceased to exist as well.

The three commandos quickly recovered and the phantom feelings finally seized. Seeing Twilight absorbing an energy blast from Sombra that would have killed them was not what they expected to see.

However due to Sombra ending all other magical tasks, his miniature ion cannon grew stronger. It was becoming incredibly harder for Twilight to repel the blast of magic.

Scarecrow sprinted to Overwatch. "What the fuck is going on?"

Overwatch ignored Scarecrow and stepped forward. Twilight was still struggling to reflect the energy beam back at Sombra. As far as he was concerned, the two were almost equal levels in terms of energy production potential. However, Sombra had diverted all neural activity in his horn to produce his ion blast, while Twilight still had a few joules she had yet to access.

Overwatch took a deep breath, it was now or never.

"Twilight! Listen to me!"

Twilight was on the verge of tears as she struggled to fight back Sombra's attack. Her hoofs were beginning to scrape across the ground as she was pushed back.

"You're the element of fucking magic! You can do what Sombra cannot!"

"But.....the elements are gone." screeched Twilight, still unable to repel the ion blast back to Sombra.

"FUCK THAT! You don't need a shitty accessory to tell you that you have the highest potential in Equestria to control the entirety of matter and energy around you like a hyper advanced augmented individual!"

"She's not gonna make it." shook X-ray. "Without our weapons, there's no way we can get up to Sombra and mess him up."

"Shut up!" hissed Overwatch. He turned back to Twilight.

"You want to know what the elements are? Just a freaking amplifier that tapped into your neurology to bring out all the magic you can muster. But in order to do so, it needs to make sure that the user is capable of producing vast sums of energy in the first place! You are still fucking powerful!"

"......"

"Please! You can beat Sombra! I believe in-"

And then it happened. Twilight suddenly found the heaping amounts of untapped energy in her mind, the same amount she would have used when the elements of harmony would activate.

She immediately reinforced her own conductive barrier, attracting the ion blast like magnets would when attracting metal. Soon enough, she was just in control of the ion blast as Sombra was. All she needed to do was push it back.

Without even realizing what forcing the beam back on Sombra would mean, Twilight started to repel the energy attack with her purple conductive barrier being a sign of how much she was in control of forcing back the attack.

Despite facing the element of magic herself, Sombra was still able to hold his ground, although he was clearly suffering. Luckily for him, Twilight appeared to be fatigued as well.

The ion blast was caught right in the middle between Twilight's expanding barrier and Sombra's stream of energy from his horn.

Scorch shot a glance at Twilight. "I don't think she's gonna hold out for more than a minute. Sombra might have less magic potential, but if he doesn't collapse, we're fucked."

"Wait for it." was all Overwatch said.

The 'blast off' continued, with both parties clearly struggling to gain control of the weapon of mass destruction.

A few seconds when things looked neck and neck-

Sombra squinted his eyes and began to shiver.

"Perfect."

Overwatch pulled out his shades and put them on, causing his HUD to appear once more. Before anyone could ask, he drew X-ray's pistol. It had 5 rounds let, all that he needed.

All Twilight needed was a little push, so Overwatch aimed the rail pistol at Sombra's midsection and pulled the trigger thrice.

Soon enough, Sombra felt his midsection collapsing with his vision beginning to fade. No matter, he simply reapplied healing magic to his wounds to undo anything Overwatch's weapon could have done.

However, his attempt to heal himself became his undoing.

He had wasted vital magic and now Twilight was the only one in control of the ion cannon. All she needed to do was turn it back on its emitter.

Without even having a chance to yell a simple no, the blast of negatively charged electrons ripped Sombra apart atom by atom in an excruciatingly painful demise.

The ion canon did not stop there however, the blast continued to travel upwards and utterly annihilated the roof of the cave and could be seen in the broad daylight traveling upwards into the abyss of space.

-

Shadow was utterly speechless for a solid moment. Their expressions under their mask were of utter shock as they stared at the gaping hole on the cave's roof, finally feeling the sun beam on their faces.

"A little help here?" wheezed Twilight.

X-ray immediately sprinted towards the downed Twilight and helped her up. He scanned her vitals and organs for damage.

"Good news. All you've got is a headache, some fatigue for using too munch energy, a minor vitamin deficiency for using too much magic and a few bruises on your hoofs."

X-ray popped up some medication from his pocket which Sombra didn't thankfully teleport away. "You'll need this pill for headache, a vitamin supplement that should also help reduce fatigue and I'll need to wipe your hooves with this bio tissue for your bruises."

"Thanks." was all Twilight said as X-ray administered the medication. Twilight noticed that X-ray was still shaky and nervous, as if the horrors Sombra showed him were still there. Luckily, this didn't compromise his ability to apply medicine.

Right when things were silent, Twilight gained a heel realization.

"Your heart rate is increasing." warned X-ray.

"I-I-I" shivered Twilight. "I just vaporized Sombra into nothingness!"

She nearly fainted and her breathing became all the heavier.

"I KILLED. I KILLED! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!"

Twilight began to uncontrollably sob and buried herself into X-ray's slightly ruined recon armor, with tears flowing down his kinetic barrier. She was unable to come to terms what she had done.

X-ray merely sighed and unwrapped Twilight from his body. He proceeded to take off his mask. "Twilight, look me in the eye."

Twilight couldn't stop crying to get a proper look.

"First of all, you didn't technically vaporize Sombra into nothingness because matter can't be created nor destroyed."

The sobbing continued. Scarecrow decided it was his turn to help Twilight get a hold of herself.

"Twilight, remember the last time you supposedly defeated Sombra with a massive wave of energy? Well, he came back, so as far as I'm concerned, he isn't dead. I don't I've seen a pony kill and I'm sure they won't for a long time given their nature."

Scarecrow's statement finally got Twilight to open her eyes and speak.

"Wait, so I didn't murder him?" she croaked.

"Not likely. I mean, Sombra regenerated after you defeated him the first time with something decidedly more powerful. What's to say that he isn't just a hunk of scattered molecules floating about in sub space, being kept alive through whatever Narret ability he's using to one day reform himself?" explained Scarecrow. "Bastard is more of an abstract manifestation of fear than a sentient being."

"Furthermore, what would have you preferred Twilight? To die and allow us to perish? To let your friends suffer a horrifying discovery until their ultimate demise at the hands of the Alliance?" quizzed Scorch.

The tears on Twilight's eyes faded. "So....I did the right thing?"

"By utilitarian logic and taking the greater good into account, yes. It was preferable of you to attack him. A little short run vice doesn't matter if it leads to a long term safety guarantee of Equestria." insisted Scorch, with a noticeable amount of hesitation in his voice.

"You don't sound so sure." sniffed Twilight.

"Well, I had just spent a few solid minutes freezing to death and being unable to move." shook Scorch.

"I heard you all scream. You sounded really horrified back there." said Twilight.

"Hey, even a scary 23rd man is afraid of something." shrugged Scarecrow. He clutched his head in anticipation that the voices would come back.

"If you want to laugh at me for being afraid of mere insects, I would understand." sighed X-ray.

"I would never do that! Just don't dwell on your fears no matter how horrifying the experience was. Especially not with something so much at stake." whispered Twilight.

"We'll try." muttered Scarecrow.

Overwatch soon found all eyes looking at him.

"Explain yourself. Now." ordered Scarecrow. "You nearly got us killed."

Overwatch sighed. "Look, the Pinkie sense might be a great way to make predictions and all, but it's not worth shit compared to being able to do constant probability equations at will."

"What? You just formed an entire plan in your head in the heat of battle?" blurted X-ray as he put his mask back on.

"Yes and no. While under stress, I like to think of math equations to calm me down. So why not take the time to do a little probability?" told Overwatch.

Twilight raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

"You see, I realized that Sombra was going to be able to counter anything we would throw at him due to his assessment of out techniques while hiding. Thus, I needed to pull off something unexpected."

"And when did this plan come into fruition?" inquired X-ray.

"Right after Sombra teleported Twilight and her friends away, I noticed that the barrier he put up to keep the ponies out wasn't EMP proof, meaning that Sombra was loosing his tact. I figured that Twilight, being who she is, would be smart enough to disable the barrier and get back in."

Twilight blushed.

"As a result, I needed a way to stall Sombra to lull him into a false sense of dominance until Twilight could come back. You see, Sombra doesn't have what I do."

"And that is?" muttered Scorch.

"Utter stoicism and no affinity for playing around." answered Overwatch. "I figured that a small mocking would throw him off course until I could convince him to charge an energy blast that could be used against him."

"But why was it necessary to immobilize with our worst fears? Those bugs are still burned into my mind!" gritted X-ray.

"Because it would have been the perfect plan to kill us." answered Overwatch. "Since Sombra works on fear, I needed to make him feel at home and feel like he was truly in control of the situation. He wouldn't expect any fuck ups like Twilight getting past his barrier."

"But why did you reveal my position! I could have died!" screeched Twilight.

"Simple. Because you are the only one around who is biologically capable of reflecting an ion cannon back it its creator. It was our only shot and in the name of the greater good, I had to take the chance!"

Twilight formed an uncertain expression.

"But the best part is, you proved me right. You really were capable of overcoming Sombra's powers. I'm impressed." complimented Overwatch.

Twilight smiled lightly. "Thanks, but don't DON'T DO IT AGAIN!"

"Seriously though, that was AMAZING!" complimented Scarecrow.

"It was nothing." gulped Twilight.

"Nothing? You reflected a fucking ION CANNON! A miniature one at that, but something that would have killed us nonetheless!" insisted X-ray.

"Besides, you saved us!" cheered Scorch. He picked up Twilight and hugged her close.

"Now we really owe you." realized Scarecrow. "Forget everything we said in the past about you. You are just awesome when you finally realize your potential!"

"I don't think I can ever say thank you enough." added X-ray.

"Well, it was really Overwatch's foresight." insisted Twilight as Scorch hugged her close.

"But you were the last chess piece needed to make it work. Otherwise, we'd be screwed." replied Overwatch.

"And now, we're one step closer to ending this fucking conflict was and for all!" announced Scarecrow.

X-ray activated his communication app on his wrist computer. "Blackjack, this is Shadow. Anyone there?"

"We hear you loud and clear." replied the radio.

"Alright then. I trust there isn't anymore of Sombra's magic lying around. Namely his barrier?" smirked X-ray.

The radioman laughed. "Nope. Planet's vulnerable. Should we send a VTOL to pick you up until the fleet arrives?"

"That won't we be necessary. X-ray out."

Twilight perked up. "Are we going on a human space ship?"

Shadow nodded.

Twilight formed an adorkable smile. "I have a good feeling about this."

The smile turned into a small frown. "But wait, shouldn't we be a transport ship?"

"That will take too long and would be running the risk of a VTOL being attacked by a dragon." chuckled Scorch.

"Then how are we going to get on the Blackjack?" questioned Twilight.

Scarecrow pointed to Twilight's horn.

"Teleporting? To a ship in the middle of SPACE?" muttered Twilight. "I don't think I can pull that off."

"I doubt that. I'm calculating a high rate of success from you. Besides, we'll handle the heavy lifting for this." said Scarecrow.

Overwatch took out his wrist computer and began typing an equation and showed it to Twilight. "Follow this equation while lighting up your teleportation spell."

Twilight's horn lit up as she read the equation.

She squinted her eyes. "I don't see how this will teleport us directly to the-"

And the five vanished.

Author's Notes:

Alright, how many of you thought it was Discord? Sombra COULD have been obvious to some because he is the representation of fear like Shadow. In all due fairness however, having him appear out of nowhere is part of the intended mood whiplash.

Seriously though, Discord was too obvious and had less of a reason to hate Shadow. He would love humanity's chaos and the ancient humans never did harm to him. Discord is also shown to be legitimately reformed and I know for a fact that Sombra would not offer Discord freedom if he has the chance to control him unlike Tirek. Also, Discord would not harm Fluttershy. We saw the finale.

But sorry if this felt cheap.