Thunder opened the door of his apartment and entered. Plumsweet followed close by.

"Make yourself at home." said Thunder, entering the kitchen area. "Who knows how long you'll be staying here."

Plumsweet looked at pictures hanging on the wall by the door. One was of a young brown colt standing next to a full-grown pink mare.

"Who's this?" asked Plumsweet.

Thunder grabbed a beer bottle from the fridge and looked over at her.

"That's my mother." he said, taking a drink from the bottle.

"Where is she?"

Thunder finished his sip and sighed. "She's dead. Died a long time ago."

"I'm... sorry." said Plumsweet sympathetically.

"Hmm." said Thunder with a half shrug. "She was killed by a group of punks when I was only a foal. Right in front of me as well."

"That's terrible." said Plumsweet, walking towards him. "What did you do?"

Thunder took another sip before answering. "I killed them." he said. "With my bare hooves." Plumsweet let out a soft gasp. "It was then and there that I realized what it would take to survive in this city. You have to be tough and vigilant. Otherwise... you're fucked."

Plumsweet took a step forward so she stood directly in front of him. She then put a hoof on his shoulder. "I'm so sorry."

Thunder didn't bother to push her hoof away.

"Yeah." he said. "So was I."

Just then the door opened and there stood Thunder's roommate.

"Hey, Thunder. I'm... whoa." he stopped when he saw Plumsweet. "Nice." he said. "Finally got some, huh?"

"What?" asked Thunder as Plumsweet lowered her hoof. "We didn't have sex you fucking lunatic. Though, I did get some."

"With whom?" he asked. "Some old granny?" he asked with a laugh.

"No." answered Thunder with a grin. "With that stripper you screwed earlier."

His smile faded. "Candy?" Thunder nodded. "Damn it!" he yelled. "She said she wanted me."

"Yeah." said Thunder with a little chuckle. "Wanted you in between her legs."

Plumsweet began to blush from the two colts' conversation.

"YOU LOST HER?!" yelled Smoke.

They were back at their hideout. Smoke was standing over one of the colts.

"It wasn't our fault, boss! honest." the colt pleaded. "She wasn't alone. There was some other colt with her."

"Some other colt?!"

"Yeah. He killed Tier in the blink of an eye. He's dangerous."

"Not as dangerous as me." said Smoke.

The mysterious pony then raised a hoof and slammed it down. The hoof entered the colt's mouth and exited out the back of his head, blood pouring out onto the floor. Smoke pulled out of the deceased colt's mouth and turned to the others. There were about a hundred others standing around.

"Find this mare and this colt.. and KILL THEM BOTH!"

Thunder sat at the table in the kitchen, thinking about past events. Plumsweet then sat down across from him.

"I wanted to thank you, Thunder." she said. "You saved me."

"Don't mention it."

"But I must." she said. "You see... as a young filly, I--"

"Stop right there." said Thunder, holding up a hoof. "I don't need to hear about your past, okay?"

Plumsweet let out a sigh as there was a knock at the door. The roommate left the bedroom and headed for the door.

"Guess, I'll get it."

He opened the door and there was a gunshot. Thunder ducked under the table, pulling Plumsweet down with him. A grey colt entered the apartment, stepping over the body of Thunder's former roommate and looked around.

"Come out, come out wherever you are." he said, pointing his gun around the room. "The boss wants you nice and dead." He kicked over a small table. "Why don't you come out and play?"

Plumsweet let out a tiny yelp of fear and Thunder put a hoof over her mouth. The intruder turned his attention to the kitchen table. He pointed his gun at it and slowly moved forward, getting closer and closer. Thunder waited until he was close by and then quickly stood up, flipping the table at the colt. The intruder's forearms wee jerked up as he shot a hole in the ceiling. Thunder held onto the table and rammed the colt into the wall. He held the table, pinning the colt so he couldn't move. Plumsweet took off for the bedroom as the colt reached under the bottom part of the table and flipped it over Thunder's head. It crashed into the ceiling and broke into lots of little pieces. He then tackled Thunder to the ground, punching him. Thunder let out a yell and flipped him off. The colt aimed his gun at Thunder who began running for the bedroom. The bullets sailed passed his head as he dove into the bedroom, causing Plumsweet to let out a yell as she took cover behind the bed. The colt ran to the doorway and was elbowed in the face by Thunder. He dropped his gun as he blocked Thunder's next attack. The colt went in for a punch but Thunder grabbed his foreleg. He then put a hoof behind the colt's back leg and slammed him to the ground. The colt tried to crawl away but Thunder put a foreleg around and the intruder's neck and tightened his grip. The colt began choking and flailing violently... but Thunder didn't stop. He waited a bit longer before jerking the colt's head, causing his neck snap. He let out a deep sigh as he let the body fall to the floor. Plumsweet watched with wide-eyes as Thunder leaned against the wall, not bothering to stand up.

"And that's why you have to be tough." he said. He looked around. "We can't stay here anymore. They know where we are."

"Then where we gonna go?" asked Plumsweet, snapping out of her fear-induced trance.

Thunder thought for a second. "I know a place."

"Really?" asked Plumsweet. "Where."

"A friend's house." replied Thunder.

"A friend's? You've known this friend long?" she asked.

"Actually, we just met today."