Nico picked up the guitar and we walked over to our wagon. It was barely standing up straight. It had clearly had many years of service, the white paint was chipping, a harness was snapped, and the wheels were missing spokes. It almost reminded me of that movie Borat, you know with the two black guys who go to Mexico? Or something? The heat stroke is really getting to me

“Okay” Mike said “There is only one harness, so NOT IT”

I put my hoof up to my nose ASAP. Tyler (In a world of his own) was the last to respond.

“O come on are you serious?” Tyler asked “Can’t we just go take Shattering Darkness?”

“You saw what happened to those bodyguards!” I said “I doubt we can do it”

“I got a plan” Tyler said, urging us to form into a huddle

***

Meanwhile somewhere else…in a faraway land

“It is a nice day” The hooded pony said, he and his companion were anxiously waiting incognito for their friend

“How long can we fool the humans?” His companion asked worriedly “They are a tenacious race, we must be very careful”

“Relax” The hooded mare said; she could see the shadowy figure of her guest stealthily moving towards them. “They have no clue, they will be in our grasp very shortly, if nothing went wrong they shall be here in the morning, and then we can finish this business.”

“But what about the others?” The pony questioned “We cannot hurt them if they’re not in our world, but they can still send In supplies and even warriors to fight us”

“We’ve been waiting this for a long time” Came the response “Our leaders will know what to do”

The new comer grabbed the first stranger by the neck and slammed her into a nearby wall. She collapsed into the wall with great force before slumping down and jumping back up. Before the new comer could send another punch the pony blasted questions at him.

“What are you doing!?” She asked

“You fucked up, AGAIN!” He shouted “Not only have you destroyed our entire trap but screwed us over yet AGAIN!”

“What are you saying!?” The mare asked, almost pleading “We knew about this Sam and Marshal. We sent two letters USING NAMES to the scum! HOW COULD WE HAVE MESSED UP?”

“SAM AND MARSHL AREN’T IN EQUESTRIA YOU DUMB SHIT!” The pony cursed, he didn’t care about waking any of the neighbors up anymore, just straightening out his friend.

“…what!?” The pony stuttered, unsure if this was some kind of a joke or test “But we know two humans came into Equestria right after the six. What-“

“First off there were 7 originals, how the 7th got into Equestria not even Celestia knows. Also, there is only ONE new comer, ONE! BUT WE STILL HAVE EIGHT OF THE VERMIN AROUND EQUESTRIA THAT ARE ABOUT TO BUTT FUCK EVERYTHING UP!”

For a second the three hooded ponies just looked at each other,

“Who is the 8th human then?” The mare asked confused

“Even I don’t know, we will need to go looking” The leader spoke

“We will talk about this later” The 2nd pony said

She looked towards the new comer and nodded “Let’s get going”

In the twilight of Canterlot three red hoods flashed through the dreary streets

Something was a foot

***

Meanwhile somewhere else…New Jersey

“Are you sure this is the way to Kevin’s house?” Sam questioned, scanning the forest with his eyes.

“I’m sure, chill” Marshal said, doing a quick stretch. Marshal loved the outdoors, it wasn’t much of a hobby for a hipster but he enjoyed the refreshing forest air, soothing breeze, and occasional intriguing deer crap sighting, if anyone asks he liked the outdoors before they were cool. His companion on the other hand, was more at home in a skate park.

“I don’t really want to go through this forest” Sam admitted

“Why?” Marshal asked, nothing had ever gone wrong in there small town!

“Because 7 kids have gone missing in this very forest…like only a couple days ago…..right after Mike Hoppe called you and asked you to come……to a forest…….to show you something…..and now he’s dead…

possibly….maybe….probably……..yea” Sam said, it was clear that not only had 7 of their friends, kids they knew, went missing only a few days ago but also there have been rumors of strange muttering in the forest, eerily echoing throughout the forest.

“I think they all just have the flu” Marshal said with a comical wave of the hand “Besides, it’s this or we ask your mom to drive us in her Prius” Marshal couldn’t help but shudder on the word “Prius”

“Fine” Sam said “Lead the way”

The two trudged through the forest normally. Nothing out of the ordinary happened, then they were blanched white at the sound of strange mumbling. They were on the trail but quickly ran to a pile of brush.

“Follow me bro” Marshal said waving his hand to Sam. Marshal was always considered some sort of a leader, not a true leader but more of an “It’s him or we are screwed” leader.

They scurried through the brush for what felt like eternity, until they could see two squirrels talking in the open

“Food?” The first squirrel asked, looking down at the boxes then up at the stranger.

“O, see nothing wrong except some talking squirrels!” Marshal said,

“THE HUMANS ARE ON TO US :O” The squirrel screamed, him and his friend scattering in the wind.

The two continued their trek through the woods until they finally came in proximity to Agincourt Manor, the big intimidating estate of the late Mr. Agincourt, a man who made his fortune in Latino food made by Indian immigrants.

“Marshal we should really get going” Sam said, scared out of his mind.

“Relax, let me open ze pit” Marshal said, using his memorable slogan. Every person in the state of New Jersey had at one point or another heard Marshal shout “OPEN UP ZE PIT!” with his customary vigor; it was just something he liked to do.

The two walked up towards the Manor and cautiously entered, that is when they saw footprints, there was only 1 type of shoe that could make those imprints, 150$ Nikes, Mike’s 150$ Nikes!

“Marshal…” Sam muttered, looking down at the print

“Relax, it was probably someone else!” Marshal said, not even caring, Marshal began to waltz around the Manor, Sam scurrying behind him. The two looked around for a little bit, it was clearly not a safe spot to be in but they were bored and curious.

That’s when the two heard the first set of footsteps. Marshal and Sam went into immediate action and ran for cover, through a part of destroyed wall they could see 4 people. All four were guarded by a grey ballistic vest, camo jackets, and Kalashnikov 47s. Sam (Although from Russian descent) couldn’t speak Russian, but fortunately they weren’t speaking Russian, because they were in America…sorry I just saw a squirrel and lost my train of thought (Let’s just say I’m the squirrel)

“I keep telling you guys I heard something” One said, aiming his AK-47 towards the door, thankfull none of the 4 were focusing on the small hole in the wall where Marshal and Sam listened intently.

“It was probably something creaking” A second shouted “Boris doesn’t like it when we are out here, he might need us too, come on Yuri we should head back”

This “Yuri” just nodded and turned around. As the quartet was about o leave, Sam’s phone went off blasting dubstep loudly.

“Hey Sam I think I found out were babies come from!” Matt said

“NOT THE TIME!” Sam said. He would of said more, but a battery of 7.62 was fired, Sam dropped his phone and ran, Marshal running behind him. The 4 soldiers were immediately set into hot pursuit.

   Sam and Marshal ran into a small room which lead into the garden. Right there was when they saw a small hatch, almost like a square manhole in the middle of the garden.

It didn’t take long for Marshal to open the hatch; in front of him was a steep set of stairs. He cautiously took a step, then another, then a third; he eventually came all the way down into a frigid plateau. In front of him was an old looking wooden door. Sam was only going down the first step or two when he fell, falling all the way down and breaking the door off its hinges on the way.

The soldiers must have been lost, or they would have heard the sound and came in guns blazing.

“Sam, you are a retard” Marshal said “None the less, ze pit has been opened”

Only to their surprise, there was another set of stairs right there, the current room only serving as brief break room. They continued down the next stairwell (Which turned out to be only like 3 steps) and were stunned at what they saw. They saw what was almost like a house. That was when the gun cocked and Marshal turned around to see a 5th soldier right next to him, the gun right by his temple.

“SUPER PARKOUR NINJA SKILLZ!” Sam shouted, he ran to the nearest wall and tried to jump from the wall over Vukotich and to the stairwell. Sadly the second he put his second foot on the wall he back flipped over and landed right on a table, knocking him out.

“Sam” Marshal said making a “Tsk Tsk” noise “When will you ever learn?”

Marshal then felt his skull getting pistol whipped by the Russian.

***

Marshal woke up in a room; Sam was lying next to him already conscious and scared. Marshal looked up to see the entire room was almost like a ginormous test chamber. Two fold away chairs were stationed in the middle of the room.

“So…more lab rats?” An elderly scientist asked with a sinister smile. His hair was white and frazzled, his skin was pitch white, he had a small white mustache.

“Where are we?” Marshal asked

“Marshal what is going on?” Sam asked, coming to his senses

The older scientist turned to his companions and asked into the microphone “Is your name Marshal too? I guess there must be two of you Marshals.

Marshal noticed the Russian soldier from before, the one who pistol whipped him, he walked over to the old doctor and whispered something in Russian to him. The Russian gave a smile, and began pressing buttons.

“Have fun”

Before Marshal could respond a random purple vortex came from the floor and sucked them into its grasp.

***

I awoke from my violent knock out and got up to my hooves. Our relentless attack on Shattering Darkness and his car dealership was not going so well.

“I EAT STEAK FOR BREAKFEST! RIGHT AFTER MY MASTACO!” Shattering Darkness shouted, throwing Dan against the cement wall of the courtyard.

“This isn’t going very well” Mike muttered, he ran for the wagon, all of us following.

Shattering Darkness sadly wasn’t done with us yet, he flew over the gate and made a dash for us.

“DRIVE YOU TWO DRIVE” Tyler shouted, Dan and Nico jumped into the driver’s seat (Which was apparently the carriage part, too bad this didn’t have an engine) and ran like the devil was chasing us.

Before long we escaped the evil car dealers grasp and we were on our way on the road.

“Guys…was that even worth it?” I asked

“Is anything we do really worth it?” Mike asked, bloody but still smiling.

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