"We just told you." Hammer says cheerfully. "I'm Hammer, this is Backpack...."

"Not what I meant." I say as I get back to healing CC. "What I meant is, why are you here?"

"You don't need to know. All you need to know is that we were the ones leaving the notes, and we know a lot of stuff about you." Says Damian as he walks back into the room.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"I don't believe...."

"Nine inches." He says flatly. Nine inches....no......nooo.... he can't mean...

"I'm awake." CC says as she lifts her head up and looks around. "Wh.... what happened? Did we get captured?" She asks as she tries to get up, but I won't let her.

"You go..."

"Actually, he surrendered!" Hammer says proudly.

"Well... surrender is such a harsh word." I say as I finish fixing up her lungs.

"Yeah, and my constant blowing up had nothing to do with it." Patches says, getting the others to chuckle.

"No.... I can deal with that.... it was more of you should be fucking dead." I say as I point at Hammer.

"So... cold..." He says with a shiver.

SPRING

From out of his of his back back springs the spring board with the fake hand, flipping me off before it gets sucked back into the bag.

"OK, fuck it. I'm not fixing her wing until I get some answers. What the fuck was that? How can you blow up? How are you alive? Where...."

"Why don't you tell me what that black stuff was." Damian says as walks up to me, looking really pissed.

"You first." I say as I cross my arms.

"You surrendered to us! You first!" He yells back. I just stand there and wait for my question to be answered.

"Uh.... can I get healed... please." CC asks as she looks between the two of us. I just shrug and wait for him to answer.

"*sigh* OK, that's Backpack. It just does shit like that." He says flatly.

"It just makes shit."

"Yeah."

"Can he control it?"

"I don't control Backpack." Hammer says, sounding insulted.

"Right... so whats up with you?" I say as I look back to Damian.

"Me?"

"Yeah, you. Back in that fight you.... shimmered darkness. Care to explain?"

"Fuck...." He mutters under his breath. Did... did he just say fuck? "I don't think I'm allowed to tell you."

"Whys that?"

"Well... its a need to know basis and... you're a civilian."

"...... excuse me?" I say, feeling offended.

"You don't belong to our group, its like if we asked you something about the Spartans. You can't tell us. Don't take it personally." He says with a shrug as he sits down.

"How exactly do you know about the Spartans?"

"We know everything." They all say at once....

"Fucking liars! You said you didn't know what the black stuff was!" I say, making them all think to themselves.

"OK, we know almost everything." CC admitted. "Can I get healed up now."

"Fine..."

"WAIT!" She shouts. "Take off your shirt."

".........excuse me?" I say as I look around. Damian looks even more pissed off while the others are just chuckling.

"Take it off." She repeats.

"Uh... no."

"You nearly killed me. Take. It. Off." She says with a serious look. I stare back at her until I start feeling guilty for almost killing her. With a sigh I pull my shirt off and toss it onto the couch. Forgive me Luna...

"Wow.... muscly.... you like Damian?" Patches says, getting a mean look from Damian.

"I know I do." CC says sensually as she lays back down.

"Uh... married."

"Is it an open marriage?" She asks with a hint of hope in her voice.

"No." I state simply, getting her to pout.

"Whatever, just heal me then." I kneel beside her and hesitate.

"Uh... this isn't sexual, but I need to check your wings to make sure the tendons are lining up properly..."

"Just be gentle." She says with a wink, getting a disgruntled grunt from Damian. I look between the two before I get to work on her wing. I lightly grab her wing and slowly pull it out, making her wince slightly. These things are huge. I think she's part... "And before you ask, no. I'm not part griffin."

"I wasn't going to say anything." I lie as I run my hand down her wing, getting her to moan lightly from the touch. Damian lets out another grunt before leaving the room. OK, he obviously likes her. "You don't work your wings enough." I say as I start gripping at certain parts, feeling the under developed muscles.

"What do you mean?"

"You don't work your wings enough. How many hours a week do you fly?"

"Well... I don't really get the chance to at the compound. Plus I'm usually out, doing missions." She says as she starts to blush.

"Hmm... well, especially with wings this big, you need to make time to develop these key muscles. You don't want problems surfacing later on due to under development." I say as I let go of her wing and flare my hands. "OK, this may sting a little." I say before I lay my hands on her and start to force her tendon back into place. She lets out a small yell as she winces in pain.

"A LITTLE!" She yells as I finish up.

"Shut up, baby. I've had a lot worse and I didn't cry." I say as I take her wing back in my hands and feel the progress.

"I'm not crying." She mumbles as she looks away from me... then wipes her eyes.

"Right... so, whats the deal with everyone?" I ask as I continue checking on her wings, taking longer due to her abnormally large wings.

"What do you mean? You know I can't tell you..."

"I've got the basic gist of their attacks and stuff, what I mean is... can I trust any of you?" I ask as I flare my hand and hold tightly onto her wing.

"Well, the initial plan was to confront you. YOU fired first. That 'assassin' was just a messenger... he just got the wrong message." She says as she eyes my hand. "Please don't remove my wing." I stare at her for a second before I drop my magic and take a seat beside her, getting her to sigh in relief.

"I only opened fire because Soul Fire told me to, and he usually doesn't talk..."

"Yeah... he was probably freaking out because of Damian..."

"And why would he need to fear Damian." I ask, getting a worried look from her.

"Don't worry about it, he's got it under control.... most of the time at least. I don't know how he deals with it. It must be his colt-friend." I sigh in annoyance and look away from her. Fucking secret....

"Wait... you mean Mare-friend.. right?" I ask as she chuckles a bit.

"Really? Wow. He's gay Miles.... he likes stallions." She says seriously.

"Right..." I mutter as I look around the room. "Where did everyone go?" I ask as I look around the empty room. Well... fuck. I grab my shirt and head over to the kitchen, putting my shirt on along the way.

BOOM

I run to the back door and run outside to see a small crater with black smoke rising from the center of it. From all around it, chunks of flesh crawl back towards the center of the crater. I watch in total confusion as Patches, literally, pulls himself back together.

"Wh...what the fuck." I mutter as he shakes his head and looks back to me.

"Oh... so... yeah..."

"What did you do? How are you alive?"

"Oh... uh well..." He stammers as he rubs the back of his neck.

"Its just something he does." CC says as she walks out and stand beside me. "There really isn't an explanation we have for that. It's just something he does." I walk over to him and examine him a little closer. Only now do I realize that one of his eyes are blue while the other one is light grey.

"Mind if I take a read of you? I might be able to get an explanation for that."

"Well... OK. But you're not going to get anything, others have tried." He says as I flare my hands and start to try to get a reading in him. I can sense his power fluctuating but..

"Are you hiding your soul?" I ask as I pull my hands away from him.

"Uh... how would I do that?" He asks as he cocks an eye.

"You tell me. Unless you're dead, you don't have a soul." I say as I stand up and look him over again. I could read his power for a second before it suddenly disappeared. This shouldn't be possible, he should probably be dead.

"Have you seen Hammer?" CC asks as they head back inside. I stand there for a second before I shake my head and follow after them. I miss normalcy...

"I saw him go upstairs but..."

"Wait, what?" I ask as I pause and look around. I quickly run ahead of them and start checking all of the upstairs rooms. He's not in the guest rooms... he better not. I run to my room and pause before I slowly open the door. "Oh sweet Barbra." I say in relief as I step into my empty room.

"Who?" CC asks as I head over to the closet. He's not in here either... "Do you think he took the Mico platform?" She asks as she heads to the back and pushes the back door open.

"How do you know about that?" I ask as I follow after her.

"Uh... we know everything... well... practically everything." Patches says as we all stare at the platform. "Ladies first."

"Why don't you go?" CC says.

"I'll probably explode..."

"So?" She says, getting an even look from him. "But I'm injured." She wines.

"Bullshit, he fixed you..."

"Oh sweet Barbra, I'll just go." I say as I step onto the platform.

FLASH

I appear in the cave and... what the fuck.

"Hey Miles." Hammer says from a red couch as he flips through a magazine. The cave has now been completely furbished. The couch takes up the back while to my right is a large bed with blue and green sheets. To my left are all of the immediacies for a kitchen. Fridge, stove, sink.... is that a food dehydrator? That is! A fucking, Terradisian, food dehydrator!

"Where the fuck did all of this come from!?" I ask as I look around. There's a fucking red carpet leading to the front of the cave.

"Uh... Backpack." He says as if it was obvious.

"Fuck it. Just, go back. Go back right now." I say as I step off of the platform and point to it.

"But, but it needs cabinets!" He says as he shows me a page in the magazine.

"I don't give a... oh wow. Those are nice... get the fuck out!" I say as I point back to the platform.

"Fine! Sheesh. I furbish your cave and this is the thanks I get. You know what, I'm taking the fridge." He says as he walks over to the fridge and tries to pull it after him, but opens it up instead. "Hey look! Strawberries!" He says joyfully as he starts eating. The fridge has been filled to the brim with nothing but strawberries.

"Fuck it. I'm leaving." I say as I take the platform back home.

FLASH

"You're back.... where's Hammer?" Patches asks as I walk out of the room.

"Fucking asshole." I mumble as I walk past them and head back down stairs. I've had just about enough of these guys. I just... I just need to step outside. I walk down stairs and step out the front door where I find Damian meditating. He glances back to me before facing back forward.

"Have fun?" He says bitterly.

"Yeah... so why does she think you're gay?" I ask as I take a seat beside him.

"*sigh* Hammer.... wait, you don't think I'm gay?" He asks as he looks to me.

"No. There's no way you're gay with the way you look at her... want to talk about it?" I ask. This is seriously the most normal thing about this group, may as well talk about it.

"Not really, you did just try to kill us." He says as he continues to look forward. "Unless you could find a way for her to know that I'm not gay..."

"Why don't we go and just tell her..."

"NO!" He yells as he looks back to me. "The world is against me. Every time I try to tell her... things explode." He says as he nervously looks around.

"Right... well ... what now?"

"Huh?"

"Well, CC says you were only here to 'confront' me. Well, mission accomplished. What happens now?" I ask as I lean back.

"OK, first off, stop killing our men!" He says as he points a hoof at me. "And for the love of God, stop killing their spirits. We need them."

".... who?"

"Who... who?" He asks as he raises an eyebrow to me.

"Who's God?" I ask. I've heard that said a couple of times, but I've no clue who it is.

"Ohhhh..." He says as he nervously looks around. "How do you think everything came to be?"

"Well.... it's speculated that millions and millions of years ago a large explosion happened. From there molten slag formed the systems and universes. From there, with the right conditions, it was only a matter of evolution taking place." I say, to put it simply.

"Who do you think made that happen?" He asks.

"Uh... no one. It just happened. Random chance with random circumstances."

"Yeah, no. God is the one who started it."

"OK... who's God?" I ask skeptically.

"The creator of everything.... he made everything." I nod to him as I lean back and continue to stare at him. "You don't believe me, do you?"

"Not a single fucking word."

"*sigh* of course you wouldn't. Purge and all." He says as he looks back out.

"You.... you know about the purge?" I ask, curious to see how he knows about that.

"A bit. I've got the general gist of it. Big war, clashing philosophies, death, and science going crazy. I couldn't really tell you more then that."

"And how exactly do you know about the Purge?" I ask.

"Heh, don't worry about it. Look, just... don't do evil shit, we'll be keeping an eye on you. We'll be in touch if we ever need to speak again." He says before standing up and looking back inside. I stand up beside him as he yells for everyone to come down.

"Before you go, I have one last question." I ask, getting his attention. "Why should I trust you?"

"If we didn't want your trust, your wife would of been dead in your bed instead of with a note. We aren't here to harm you or anything like that. If anything, we might need you." He says as the other three file out of my home. I take a deep breath as I think about what he said. Sadly.. it's true. If they wanted to, they could of killed Luna. "Oh... and hail the king.. I guess." He says as they start walking away.

"I still have questions that I want answered!" I yell to him as he walks away.

"Yeah, me to." He yells back to me.

If you are wondering what the fuck just happened, its called a cross over. These four wonderful characters are from The Demon Within, by Cheesus. They play a pivotal roll in the story. They will return.

Brony on!