PDA in hand, Lab coat over his shoulders and notes compiled? Did Albert leave his personal room and head out. His steps were swift and his goal firmly in mind. It was early morning and he still felt a little tired from being woken up earlier that morning-- or night. Either or. He was woken up regardless due to a base-wide alert and only lulled to sleep after Aria shot him a message of what happened.

Still, Albert felt the need to talk to the changeling. Mostly because the ‘use of Harmony’ was quite frankly, stupefying. The power output alone was so strong that it tripped multiple sensors he had set up for experiments. Something he mentally noted that he had to re-calibrate later.

Waving off those thoughts, he turned his PDA in his grasp, typed out a message and shot it off. He estimated he had a couple more minutes and again estimated that the message and the walk would give Aira enough time to wake up, get decent and meet him at her room’s door.

It didn’t take that long, as there was a ping that she was up and headed to him. And within a few minutes, she showed up, wearing her seasuit as she held her PDA, looking at him as Aria let out a breath. “I hope you read over the additional message I sent a bit later?”

“I did.” Albert firmly nodded. Slightly slowing his steps so she could follow him. That was something he liked about Aria. her ability to read him well enough to keep pace. Or at least, correctly guess what he might be trying to do. In this case? Deal with a few experiments and reset a few systems after last night's incident. “And thank you for informing me. With Rarity’s mental and emotional state deteriorating? I’ll be making plans to help her secure her Mark.”

“Are we going to add in the factors of those other people at the ‘Town’ trying to follow us for a better life?” asked Aria. “Or Starlight, likely attempting to cause problems for us?” going on to add. “From what I managed to get? She’s capable, if not difficult with knowledge or words.”

Nodding, Albert told, “I’m getting fallback plans in place just in case she gets difficult.”

“Like getting Magic with us?” asked Aria. “He seems to know her well enough, and likely has history.”

Reaching a bulkhead, Albert went about using a newly installed keypad to unlock it while informing, “Magic will be remaining at the Dark Castle in case the initial four plans don’t work.” Going on to explain while opening the bulkhead door to get into the lab space. “If Starlight is capable of removing a pony’s mark? We’re going to need to know how she does it. Then I can warn Magic in advance with my observations so he can counter the attempts.” and looked at the Queen. “His power in magical arts would be greatly hampered if he can’t counter that particular threat.”

“Then what will be the four plans?” asked Aria. “I know talking her down is a plan, as well as trying to use logic-- but what plan three and four?”

Putting his PDA away and reaching the first table, Albert began to recalibrate the machine and went about removing the current data reads it held. Soon he spoke, “Plan three will be having a large number of Green Minions scouring the area for Rarity’s mark. Locating it and getting it back is top priority. No arguments there.”

While Aria nodded in agreement, and understanding that if the first two fail? Then a Green could just steal the mark and bring it back while they retreat. “Plan four is the first emergency plan. We confront Starlight more aggressively. But only if things get more violent.” and moved to the next experiment.

“So…just have Jerry duke it out with her?” asked Aria, as she moved over to mark things as to make sure the calibration was successful. “Because no offense, unless we hit her with stasis guns in a surprise hit? We aren’t going to do much with the element bearers, you, or Jerry with his minions.”

There was a chuckle, though Aira could just feel the bubbling laughter from within him. Her ears pricked and realized, he was not just amused. He was laughing hysterically on the inside. “Well, I wouldn't blame you. I’m better known for my skills in research and engineering if anything. Fighting has never been by field of expertise, more like fleeing and surviving.”

And yet the changeling queen turned to look at the man that was resetting the third machine. She knew better. She could feel it. He had an ace up his sleeve if a fight did break out. The trouble was knowing what that ace was. And wondering how good in a fight he really was.

Having a slight smile grown on her face, she asked. “So, you are a hidden fighter eh? Does that mean you’re secretly a tactician that can predict the enemy movement?”

With a glance over his shoulder, Albert smiled secretly, though seemed to coyly say, “possibly.” Then returns to his work. “I have a few things I wanted to test out. Tell me Aria, have you seen the Mesmer’s I keep in the aquariums?”

“Mesmer’s, sandsharks, crabs-- nearly most aquatic things you have, I've seen.” told Aria as she took a moment to think…then look at him as she said. “Ah…now I see what you’re insinuating.” recalling the Mesmer species, as it was a predatory fish, with its fins flare out? Cause a hypnotic effect on those that look upon the optical colors. “So, experimenting to make ‘tools’ that are as close to weapons as possible. Clever, clever.”

“I always had the tools, I just needed to reply their function.” Albert seemed to tell simply as he finished up and got on his PDA. checking over a few things for a moment. “But like I said, only if things get violent. Starlight from what I hear? Doesn't strike me as the sort to act hastily or get overly violent.”

Going on, the man said, “while it’s true that there’s an objective to get the town’s people to reconsider their options in life and that they are in a state of emotional death? Our primary objective is Rarity first and foremost. Doing so as peacefully as possible will be our best bet. If she can convince them using her experiences? All the better.”

“Would it then be a kindness, to send them if they chose to-- the Overlord domain?” offered up Aria. “while the Equestrians also serve a good position, there’s the fact the Overlord might be more lenient with certain species Starlight collected.”

Humming, Albert said, “for the Caribou that’s no argument. And there’s also an argument to be made that any families around would be better off on land. But Citadel-1 and ‘Nowhere’ are the best candidates to make a life, as you pointed out.”

Aria scrunched her face. “Why would he ever name it Nowhere-- I have no idea.” the changeling shook her head. “It’s just…stupid.”

Albert stopped to shrug. “He’s not very good at naming things from what I understand.” And returned to his work. “But, it’s set in stone now. So no way around it.” and as he worked for a moment? Albert decided to ask, “how are the changelings doing, Aria?”

“They have…” Aria started, though furrowed her brows. “Having trouble. Mostly in underwater adaptability. While they are able to ‘eat’? The emotions are from stale, to basic kindness. Enough to get by, but not well enough. The young queen is learning what she can from me but…is also trying to keep up with the work here. She’s expressing concern. Concern of staying here as while its more safer…it’s also more difficult.”

“Add in that we haven’t even managed to wake up any of the hibernating ones we have here…we’re looking at a slow, but problematic issue of support in terms of emotions.” going on to tell. “And with no extra means to wake up those hibernating? They’re taking up space. We may have to ask Jerry to house them for a while.”

Slowly, Albert nodded. “Well, good news is with recent developments concerning this ‘Queen Fay’? It’s possible that an area of ocean can be dedicated to giving the changelings the source of food they need.” and when Aria rose a brow? Albert went on to tell with a glance, “there’s been plans to make a proper sea-port for use. Having a group of changings as on-station work crews and neutral ground for a few people might help and even give them privacy if need be.” And resumed working on his PDA. “technically under my employ, but you know I don’t micromanage things like some administrator.”

Nodding in agreement, Aira knew this could be beneficial, even if it would alter a few things, it would help with the food problem for that Hive. though she did ask with furrow brows. “And those still in deep hibernation?”

“We can make a special on-site storage facility in the same location to properly keep them safe and tend to them over time.” Albert told. “Unless you and young Colia think we should place them in a secret storage location? I figured that would be the best option. I do have those XL habitat spaces and they can be made in fair excess.”

“Personally I’m more worried if they somehow woke up and accidentally damage something.” said Aria as she muse a little.

Albert seemed to say, “we would of course have security measures in place to prevent accidents like that.”

“Sure, that’s true…” Aria said with a small nod. “But I’m not sure about these…’Creatures of Good’ that we hear about. Just because they are of ‘Good’, doesn’t mean their intentions are.”

Firmly, Albert agreed, “a reasonable assessment.” swiping at his PDA to check on a few more things.

“And personally? I rather send the hibernating changelings to Jerry, while he may be an ‘Overlord’, at least we know his intentions. These new beings? Nothing but them ‘being of Light and Good’,” and huffed. “Sure one can say they are that-- but it doesn’t mean it’s always like that.”

Humming, Albert said, “Jerry would make an excellent deterrent-- but I think you’re better off with a secret storage location if you’re concerned for the safety of the hibernating changelings.”

“I do think them going to a secret storage location is better.” nodded Aria firmly. “Because while we might not have any data on these newcomers? We know one thing. They’re from where Jerry is at. And they’re supposedly ‘good people’.” and gave a flat look. “Just because they may be good, doesn’t mean they may see something like a changeling as ‘neutral or good’.”

Stopping, Albert looked up with his sickly glowing gaze and said, “you're repeating yourself.” and asked, “is something the matter?”

Puffing a bit, Aria said. ”I’m just…nervous. These people just show up, and from where Jerry is. And we know near to nothing….we don't know their culture, we don’t know how they think-- Tartarus, we have no idea what they see as ‘good or evil’!” going on to tell. “And they, in all technicality, see Jerry as ‘their bad guy’. If he’s supposed to be their bad guy, then what are their ‘good guys’?”

Lowering his PDA, Albert moved to approach and stood before Aria as he told. “That’s why I’m suggesting an off-island base located in the sea. Give the changelings space to fall back if things don’t turn out well when they do go towards ‘Nowhere’.” adding on, “also why I suggested the more secure and secret undisclosed base location for the cocoons. Make sure your kind remains safe.”

As simple and frank as his tone was, Aira took comfort at the honesty and care that was hidden under those otherwise controlled emotions. It almost made her smile. While Twilight and her friends were coming around? Or that a few ponies even began to not see her as a monster? Albert was possibly the only one that really put honest effort into ensuring her race was given a chance at survival.

Aria smiled and nodded. “Thank you, that,” and took a calming breath. “That really eases my nerves…” though as they took a moment, mostly for her to calm down, she activated her PDA and commented, “did you know Twilight ask me if I could help figure out something? Apparently Jerry is wondering if he could get changelings as part of his ‘immigration thing’ for his new nation of…whatever he’s planning.”

“Sounds like murky waters.” Albert remarked as he returned to work. “Since changeling culture is built around a Queen. And to have ‘immigrants’ is almost asking for a whole hive.”

Yeah, honestly it just seems like he’s just wondering. That or trying to offer some form of sanctuary.” nodded Aria as she worked over the datapad. “I told her that it might not even happen, as changelings do follow a Queen, and a Queen would have to be pretty desperate to submit under an actual ruler rule.”

“The only way I see it being viable.” Mused Albert as he got into a locker for a few things. “Is it if a drone has left a Hive or decided to be a sort of informant? Otherwise? Immigration would be near impossible.”

Nodding firmly, Aria said. “Which is why I told Twilight to tell him that it’ll be impossible. As drones are usually leaving a Hive, or are spies. and a Queen wouldn’t submit herself under the authority of another at all. Unless they're desperate with their Hive." She works over her datapad as she continues on. “Honestly I doubt he’ll get even more people. With the way he’s been proclaiming himself as the ‘Evil Overlord’?”

“Only the desperate or the insane would become citizens.” huffed out the changeling queen.

Closing the locker, Albert spoke, “you’d be surprised how many people would flock to a tyrant if it meant they can get what they want.” Then soon spoke. “Which leads to another curiosity. Personally I haven't asked out of respect. But what will your plans be going forward?”

Aria found the question odd. Not seeing how that breached anything personal. But Albert seemed to clarify a moment later as he walked past. “You and Colia are the only two Queen’s we know of for sure. And you don’t have a hive like the young queen does. Meaning you need to make plans for rebuilding your race if you are, in fact, the last two queens left.”

“That's assuming,” Aria said with a raised finger. “If none of the other Hives haven’t left to other nations and are thriving.” going on to tell. “While it’s true the virus had caused issues? It's highly possible for Hives to survive in hibernation. So there’s that factor.”

“Not disputing that.” Albert spoke with a glance. “But even taking that into account, you also have to consider you’re also the closest changeling allies we have as well. Your health and the hive's health is important. Doubly so for you as you’re, in a sense? Alone.”

She nods, and Aria admits. “Well, to be honest? I was planning, after finding a good source of Love to help me stay stable long term? Would grow a Hive. I’ll need to find a guy, and start from there,” though glance at Albert. “But, that’s the clinical process. As while I can easily do that? I also want to…find someone that I can rely on for that Love. While I can ‘take’ love from others, earned love is stronger, and more lasting. So it’ll be a guy I have to grow a relationship with.”

Going on to tell. “It would also be someone I can have support, as well in an environment I can raise the hive as making a clutch isn’t easy.” then muse a little. “But, I rather play the long game of waiting and meeting people. No need to rush, as a changeling, I can fuck any guy to help get the seed I need.”

“But despite that, you still rather have a partner that you can harvest love with and they don’t necessarily have to be male to have that needed love.” Albert surmised simply.

“Technically yes but….” said Aria as she shake her head. “I just like guys. I’m not really into girls, I mean I can still get love from them but…it's more of preference.”

“I think when it comes to romance, it’ll always be a ‘preference’.” Alert told to her with a slight smile. “If you say survival? Then preference doesn't matter, only what works. In which case? Taking love would be ‘good enough’ then shook his head. “Though, personally a more reasonable winning survival tactic would be to instead make a large social group to harvest a constant stream of freely given love. That’s the winning strategy for your kind,”

Aria nodded. “Yeah, it is ‘good enough’...and you’re right, social harvesting is more easier but, it also tricky to manage all the mixture of love.” going on to tell. “Because it’s not just familiar love, but parental love, sibling love, romantic love, friendship love-- its all sorts of emotions and well, quality.” ant thought on it. “It's like, mixture of chemicals of the same type. Like acid. Even though they’re all acid, they’re all variants of acids with different potent of acidity.”

The man hummed and soon said, “well, I don’t think I can help much on the ‘romance’ part and at best I can be a donner.” then went on, “if there’s one thing I can offer you? It’s a location to make a hive at the very least.”

Aria looked at him…and held a secretive smile. As she giggled a bit and said. “Oh, I don’t know.” moving to lean forward as she looks at him up close. “I think you’re missing some….hidden factors.” and gave a light peck on his cheek, before pulling back to turn around as she added. “If you excuse me, I have to go. Got to do Twilight work in administration.”

“Sure thing.” It was said in such a simple manner. But Aira, even as she left the room, couldn’t help but giggle to herself. That little constant tickle of interest he always had had ramped into full attention at her little kiss. Closest thing to flustered she had felt from him.

Closing the bulkhead behind her and walking down the hall, she knew most of those flickers of feelings were base-line lust. The sort every person gets when they’re attracted to a person's body. But that little kiss was enough to get his full attention. Even interested in maybe trying something later.

Yes, she could fish for a good stud in Citadel-1…

But if she was honest? She enjoyed his brains. Sure some of the guys were….attractive in one way or another. But at best they were simple flings. And some were already in herds. She didn’t want competition. And while she could try to get a hive with a herd? It would also be…straining. Because it wasn’t as normal as a usual pregnancy. Not to mention the cultural differences.

Albert however, was a good mix of smart, neutral to culture, understanding, willing to learn and actually gave a damn about her in some capacity. Plus, he didn’t let her die. So there was that. Sure he was sickly but…well, she isn’t judging. His brains were more attractive than looks.

It also helped that he had what mare’s would call ‘financial support’. That was more than what most couples got and she would be stupid in not considering it when settling down to make a Hive. best of all? Albert wouldn’t even be insulted if that was part of her reasoning.

He was logical in that manner.

---

Twilight spared a glance to Albert as he piloted the Dauntless, having left her ship the Harmony's Song back at base. It was nearly a full day after the little surprise of using the Elements of Harmony, but Twilight was glad they were finally on the move. Mostly because Rarity’s mental state wasn’t doing so well. She tried to keep a brave face but being so empty was really getting to her.

Still, the Princess had trouble keeping her eyes off Albert. Or, more to the point, what he was wearing. It wasn’t his traditional hardsuit, or hardened black lab coat that he typically wore over it. It was some sort of new overcoat that looked padded and slightly protective. Like a gambeson type cloth armor. Furthermore, Twilight noted a strange backpack on Albert.

It was sleek, compressed and looked to have four batteries that gave a sharp neon green glow. She could make out equipment along it’s profile. And she was sure she could spot thick cords leading through the coat. Two such cords went down the sleeves of the coat for sure and led to the strange… armlets? Or perhaps armguards. They didn’t look like armor though, and were possibly some form of gadget. But again, Twilight could only guess.

Eventually, Twilight's curiosity became too much to bear. “What are you wearing, Albert?” her eyes gleaming in wanting to learn more about his technology or even innovations while using it.

“A new suit model.” Albert told her. “I call it the Mark One Survival Suit. inbuilt with a few options to keep the user protected.”

With a nod, Twilight asked, “is it power intensive?” and went on, “I noticed it uses four… Ion batteries?” If she was judging the black and green glowing batteries correctly.

“Ion Batteries.” Albert nodded. “Normal batteries work too. But I decided to up the power with Ion varents. Expensive but I think it’ll be worth the investment.”

It made sense, Twilight supposed. The Cyclops Albert used also came with Ion Cells, even if it could work just fine with normal power cells. Though knowing Albert? He had a few normal batteries as backup in case his main powerscore went dry. She should know. She saw an entire locker in the back of the Dauntless dedicated to spare backup power cells.

Honestly, he had plenty of power cells to possibly operate a sea base. Albert’s preparation was borderline paranoia.

Shaking those thoughts away, Twilight spoke in interest, “so, this is the first version of a line of environmental suits?” That was her guess here. Given the name of the suit. Which would make sense.

“One of a few.” Albert nodded in confirmation. “Ever since I worked on Jerry’s armor? I’ve been working on smaller suit side projects. One of which being a more heavy duty aquatic suit for extended periods of time in the water and possible more safety measures while in greater depths.” Going on to tell, “mostly for establishing better mining operations. The area we’re in happens to be rich in a number of metals, but it’ll require underwater mining.

“For base expansions?” Questioned Twilight curiously.

“I’m thinking about later trade and research.” Albert returned. Perking the alicorn’s attention. “There’s been a lot of talk and change over the weeks. And everyone’s talked about the future in some capacity. And I’m too, now considering future options when things finally settle down.”

Coming in and flicking her ear, Applejack asked in her own curiosity, “what’s all this about plans?”

Turning and smiling to her friend, Twilight spoke, “I was just asking Albert about a few things. And he was talking about the possibility of opening trade and research as an avenue for what I think is business.” and looked at Albert. “But how would that work? Seeing as well, you’re not really a nation in yourself.”

Shrugging, Albert told, “I’m thinking of being an independent business possibly.” And while Twilight slowly nodded in consideration? He seemed to read her thoughts. “Most of it will be around scientific advancements, study of aquatic life, oceanic exploration, mining and I’m thinking even cultural exchange.”

“Cultural exchange?” Applejack asked while scratching her head, “how’d you figer, sound less business and more… well, diploma talk.”

Shaking his head, Albert said, “I’m thinking more along the lines of social research and the arts.”

“Oh, I think I understand.” Twilight brightened up immensely. “You plan to do a sort of study on cultures, how they’ve formed and even have those that join work on and sell their art.” And mused, “still, sounds like a lot to deal with and consider.”

Chuckling, Albert told, “its all something to consider.” Then asked to Applejack from over his shoulder. “How’s Rarity doing?”

Gramncing, Applejack told, “she could be doin’ way better.” and let out a breath. “Poor girl’s been clinging to that blanket ya handed off to her.” and tossed a thumb over her shoulder. “Shy an’ Pinky’s been helpin’ her. But even with us helpin’ her out? She’s starttin’ to slip back inta that slump where she can’ recall how memories feel or memories blur and get harder to recall right.”

Pressing her lips tight, Twilight asked, “Applejack, would you mind trading spots with me then?” Thinking about leaving the consol where she kept an eye on the cameras.

Nodding, Applejack spoke, “sure thing Twi’.” And switched spots with her. “I’m sure Rare’s would like the company.” something the alicorn nodded to as she headed to the main room. The bulkhead clunking as it opened and closed.

There was a moment of silence before Applejack spoke, “we mighty appreciate the ride, Al’.” and made a face, “though, I gotta ask, why are ya comin’ with?” adding on, “not that we’d turn ya away, just you don’t seem t’ be the, uh…”

Smiling faintly, Albert asked, “the sort to go out into danger?” And soon said, “well, I might do a lot of academic work. But I do a lot more hazardous work than you think.” And went on, “honestly, I see this as something that needed my attention. I’m more or less am going to help if things get difficult.”

Humming, Applejack nodded. Then she asked while glancing around. “Say, where's that young mare, Deft?” She was sure of the young unicorn mare that often was around Albert’s side. Or at least helped him drive the ship.

“Bottom deck going over supplies.” Albert told simply. “I realized there was an oversight in handing out the cure to the people of the Town. so it’s something I’m going to rectify in case they get infected by some chance.”

Blinking, Applejack spoke with a breath out, “well gee, I guess durin’ all the confusion, we didn’t think about makin’ sure all those folks don’t get sick.” Feeling a little embarrassed and ashamed at forgetting like that.

“A lot has been happening.” Calmly reminded Albert. “Everyone has a lot to deal with and something’s bound to slip up someplace.” And returned his focus forwards. Rising the Cyclops up and hitting a shallow 150 meters. The sunlight became more and more clearer as they rose higher and higher. “We still have roughly 12 hours to go.”

With a deep sigh, Applejack hoped Rarity could hold out until they reached the Town.

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As they reached onto the docks of Nowhere, moving out and later changing into their land travel clothes, the six mares began to walk, with Albert coming along, his survival suit almost looking like a heavy overcoat and suitcase by his side. Though in some surprise, Jerry was waiting for them, just a bit ahead in his usual black armor, patently standing in place for them to reach up to him as he said. “Got your message, Albert.” and said while raising a hand, forming an outer gate. “And I figure I can give you all a shortcut.”

And asked. “Need me to come with you in case things get nasty? I can bring in more than just Odd with his group.”

With a swift nod, Albert said, “if you can keep to the outer part of town and wait for our call? That would be nice.”

The girls all blinked, Twilight asking, “wait, call?” And hurried along. Each one going through the Gate that teleported them straight to another gate, this one being a Main Gate. They all blinked and had to re-steady themselves, though once they did? Albert explained.

“Remember the rescue plan I had in place?” the infected man taking a moment to look over his person, putting down the steel case for a moment to do so. “Like I said, it’s an emergency option. If not slightly violent.”

Rarity, using applejack to keep herself steady and looking almost tired or ill, spoke with a touch of fatigue. “Isn’t that a bit… extreme?”

Turning, Albert told, “nobody will be hurt.” and went on, “scared and panicked, but not harmed. The plan is to get your mark back, one way or another. Jerry is just one of a few emergency backup plans.”

Jerry nodded, even as Odd appeared with a group of greens by his side as Jerry told. “Alright Odd, go to the cave-- wait for the signal.”

“By your word, Overlord-sama.” said Odd with a bow head, before scurrying off with his Greens.

Jerry turned to the Spawning Pits as he commanded. “Blob, Goop, Mortis. Bring your own groups. You’re with me.” and out of the Pits, three Blues came out, with their own assortments of Blues, Greens, Reds, and Browns. While Jerry got his own minions?

“Wait a minute, partner,” said Applejack with furrowed brows. “I get why you’re helping-- but why ask for additional help?”

“The master believes that despite our numbers, Starlight will have many tricks. He merely wishes to be prepared if anything were to happen if things get bloody.” said Mortis as he raised his cowled head to look up. “And each of us are trained for specific needs, needs that are…magical in nature.”

The six shared uneasy looks to this. But Albert told, “you six are going to be one of the main means of returning Equestria to normal.” his voice carried a heavy tone of certainty. “I know you want to do this as peacefully as possible. But Jerry and I know what has to be done and are willing to take those measures.”

“That being said.” breathed out Albert. “We’re going to attempt the diplomatic route. Convincing Starlight or the Town as a whole to return Rarity’s mark is much more ideal.” Then he picked up the suitcase. “Now. Let's get going. The sooner we resolve this? The better.”

Each of the mare’s shared a look of slight nervousness. But Twilight took a deep breath and agreed, “let’s go girls. It’s time we got Rarity back-- completely.” and marched on with Albert. Half brushing her dress to stay down. And with that? The other’s followed with.

Jerry watched and soon followed at a distance. All the while watching Rarity. She always looked off, but now? She looked tired, exhausted and even… depressed. And while the other’s walked with a good pace, he noticed Applejack was half helping the mare along. Was Rarity always that slow?

His brows furrow and glance to Mortis as he asks. “Any idea why she’s slow?” wondering what happened in the short time she was gone.

Mortis, hummed as the Minion spoke. “Her magic, and to an extent, her soul is weakened, Master. Due to her not being whole, it is taking more energy to keep herself able, I believe whatever had happened, made her far weaker than normal.”

That was ominous to know. And Rarity was living like that ever since she came from the Town? It actually suddenly made sense why she would often get tuckered out much sooner than most. And here he thought it was because she was simply a former fashion maker. But if the loss of her mark did cause other issues… how did she live with that?

Shoving it aside, he thought over what he knew. Most of his parts of the plan if things don’t go right. One was to have Odd smash this ‘Vault’ and retrieve Rarity’s mark. The other, if things really went down hill, was to get into a straight on fight with Starlight while getting the mark.

The only trouble was… the last report he got didn’t tell him if the Vault had Rarity’s mark. He knew its description. Three cyan diamond shaped gems semi-lined up in a vertical manner. And while the greens knew where the vault was? Well… the issue was there were so many marks that they had trouble finding one out of many.

Moving to sit down on a rock, Jerry figures to wait. As he just gotta have faith that things will work out. That Odd will find the mark…although if he was honest? It was likely all the minions might just break every mark to find Rarity mark. That was possible. He let out another sigh and shook his head. While his minions just stood there by him, he waited a bit. Wondering how things were going for Albert?

---

Ponies and Carabous worked with sunny smiles as they pulled in the most recent harvest from their nearby farm. The grains were a little dry, and not the best. But it was food and it was helpful in making many of their signature meals. Most of which are types of baked goods.

One pony, letting out a tired breath, gave a weary smile. Part of her wanted to use magic, but she could barely spark enough up to move the piles of rolled up grains. And she was starting to wear out, even with most of her home helping. maybe just a little break. she thought, standing up and taking a deep breath while waving her shirt to get some cool air down her shirt.

As the unicorn thought about getting some water, she blinked and saw seven shapes. Three ponies and a… she wasn’t sure what it was, but the sight did make her smile. New ponies and possibly new friends! So with a large smile plastered on her face, she spoke, “Welco--” and nearly lost her smile at the sight of the stranger of the seven. A bare-skinned creature with… unnerving boils and cracks that looked nasty.

Then her eyes were torn when she heard, “Sugar Bell, it’s nice to see you again.” prying her eyes away and spotting a pony she hadn’t seen in a long time.

“Rarity?” Sugar Bell spoke with a shocked look. Right before she spoke, “you’re back!” And glanced between the mares that were around her. One even keeping Rarity steady. Sugar Bell tried to not look directly at the strange male near the six. Instead she walked up to say, “it’s so good to see you again, Rarity.” and asked, “who are these? Your friends?”

Nodding, Rarity smiled, “these… These are my friends.” there was something… in her voice. Something deeper, emotional. And pain. For a moment Sugar Bell backed up at the somberness in that smile. “Have you seen Starlight, Sugar Bell?” asked Rarity. “I’m here to ask her something.”

“Oh.” got out the rosy mare, “uh, sure.” and went on, “I think she’s out in the fields at the moment, we’ve had a big harvest this month.” and slowly asked, “what were you wanting to ask her?” only vaguely aware of the other townsfolk passing by, looking in curiosity.

For a moment, Rarity bit her lip, looking a little uncomfortable. But she breathed in and said, “I-I… I want to have my Cutie Mark back.”

For a moment the street came to a standstill. Many looked at Rarity with a sort of shock. While many still had smiles plastered, most looked to be proclan, possibly too shocked at what was heard. It made the six shuffle almost uneasily at the wide, far too wide smiles.

“That will have to come later.” Spoke the only male of the group. Snapping attention to himself. Sugar Bell once more nearly recoiled at the sight of his flesh. But he spoke, “my name is Alber and I have something for your people.” and held up a case. “Vaccines. There’s been a deadly disease spreading around and I want to administer this to the ponies and caribou here before it somehow finds it’s way here.”

Slowly, Sugar Bell found her smile straining, even becoming worried. “Is that what, erm…” trying to be polite about it.

“Is on my skin?” asked Albert simply. “Yes.” going on to tell with a slight smile, “it looks worse than it is. Mine’s a… minor mutation.” and motioned his head to the mares by him. “Everyone’s had it. And while the sickness doesn't spread quickly on land? We’re not taking chances. It’s already claimed thousands of lives.”

Nervously, Sugar Bell spoke, “I’ll go find Starlight.” and turned to run off to locate the head mare.

This left the seven to wait. Taking in the Town and all it’s creation around them. For the most part, the ponies were unnerved by the sight around them. Though Fluttershy, after having a moment to calm, found herself a little enamored at the rather calm atmosphere. There was no shouting, no rushing, no yelling or hustling and bustling-- if it wasn’t for the fact of what this ‘Equalization’ did to her friend? She would have found this a nice place to live.

It still didn’t stop the pegasus from smiling kindly and waving at every passing byer that gave an enthusiastic, ‘Welcome!’ to her and her friends. They all, even the Caribous, seemed like nice people.

While fluttershy waved and greeted those around that passed them by, Rainbow asked lowly to Albert, “hey, how aren't you creeped out by this?” getting Applejack and even Twilight to turn. Mostly to take in Albert’s rather impassive gaze.

In response, Albert put the suitcase down and reached into a pocket to soon pull out his PDA. opening it up and tapping away as he said, “who says I’m not?” and seemed to work away on something. If Twilight guessed? Notes for a project to work on back at Citadel-1.

Huffing, Applejack told, “ya’ll got one hay of a poker face, sugarcube.” almost unable to belive the man that was with them was this mentally fortified. She looked around and said, “still, this place gives me the heebbejibies.” Nearly shuttering.

“It’s the smiles.” Pinkie told with a narrowed gaze, almost squirting and hunching like a guard dog. “Those aren't real smiles.” Eyeing every single person around her. Albert paused in his work to give Pinkie Pie a look, never recalling a time she got into such an aggressive, if not highly protective posture.

Lowly and shifting a little, Rarity said, “I think we’ve all convinced ourselves that we’re better off without our marks.” and lowered her head sadly. “And that by smiling like this, we can just say everything’s… fine…”

Albert stared at Rarity next, taking in her almost defeated and weary. He let out a breath and returned to his work. There wasn’t much he could do for now. They just had to wait.

Eventually, Sugar Bell returned. She looked almost nervous, her smile a little more strained than before. And beside her, with a far more pleasant smile was the mare of the hour. Starlight. Albert glanced up when he felt Rainbow thump his shoulder with a hand. And for a moment the scientist tried to gauge the pink mare that was coming to them.

When close enough, Starlight spoke with a near peppy, “Welcome!” reminding Albert of some camp counselor or over-the-top children's teacher. “I heard that you all had a lot of things to share.” her soft cobalt eyes flicking over each of them before landing on Rarity.

Albert had seen her regard him for a moment, almost narrowing a hair. but when her eyes landed on Twilight? They glinted with interest. She even tilted her head a little, as if trying to take a peek at something. “Oh my.” Spoke Starlight in surprise, “excuse me for assuming but, are you a Princess by chance?”

she just skipped over my cure and Rarity’s want to charge in favor of Twilight’s position. Albert lowered and turned off his PDA. Dedicating all his attention to the situation before him. “Oh, well, yes.” Twilight spoke a little flustered, surprised by the sudden question. “I am.” then smiled with a waving hand, “but my being a Princess isn’t really important at the moment.”

Starlight hummed, nodding a little before smiling on, “I suppose you’re right, I just was, well, caught so off guard that a Princess would come and visit us.” A slight stress when mentioning ‘princess’, if it was intentional or not, Albert didn’t know. But it did make him weary. “Then this is about this ‘Vaccine’ your… friend here offered and Rarity wanting to take her Cutie Mark back?” The first reference was spoken with uncertainty. The last bit of the mark held a little strain.

Clearing her voice, Rarity said, “y-yes, Starlight.” almost sounding a little nervous. “I’m very grateful for what you’ve done for me, and am thankful that everyone here was so accepting of me.” then glanced at her friends, looking to them for strength. Then she looked back to Starlight. “But, after being with my Friends… after seeing more of the world and picking up the pieces of myself… I think that I want to return to my old life.”

An ear flicked and Starlight continued to smile. Soon, the Unicorn said, “I see. Well, if that’s the case…” and motioned, “come along, let’s go to the Vault to see about getting your mark.” while this put the girls slightly at ease?

Albert had to wonder. Why did Starlight give in so easily?

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Jerry was tapping his foot, humming a tune as he was waiting for the call. He was practicing his ‘singing’ as he had been working out what would work with ‘being annoying’ or ‘villain like’? The man was just waiting with his minions in the shade, as there wasn’t much to do. However, as they waited? There was something…off in the air. Jerry wasn’t sure what it was, but it got Mortis, Blob, and Goop to notice quickly.

As well as a few other Blues, as they all focus on an area. Jerry turned his head as he asked. “What's going on?” moving to get up, as he looked to where the Blues were looking.

“Something comes, Sire.” spoke out Goop, as he focused as he added. “Magic, magic and the smell of death.”

That made Jerry focus more and asked. “How close, which direction?”

“It’s coming from that area,” spoke Blob as he added. “It’s heading…to the town.”

Jerry frowns, and soon grabs his axe as he said with grimace. “Undead…look like the necromancer is searching for any living thing. Can’t let him ruin the plan.” and told. “Let's go. We need to make sure they don’t reach the town.” already making the move as he left the Main Gate, heading off to where the undead were amassing. It didn’t take long for him to see what seemed to be animals. Chicken, weasel, birds-- wild life mostly.

But he wasn’t going to assume anything. As he said while raising his hand. “Spread out! We’re not going to let them get into town! No matter what!” his minions did as ordered, and Reds began to fire bolts of fire, burning the animals as the flesh burned, the wild life out sounds of pain and death. Dropping in place as Jerry was planning over things, Reds in the back, Browns with shields in the front, Blues in the middle, Greens spread out for assassination.

Blob was following a similar formation on one end, while Goop was in the back, focusing on the entire situation at a higher altitude. Mortis was letting his Browns cover, with a few blues by him. His reds and greens spread out as the main blue was sensing out the area of any undead they might miss.

And while the wild undead died, Jerry was scanning around, as he didn’t see an iota of life force. Okay…this is annoying. No life force. and while he was looking around, seeing no undead managed to get through, Mortis spoke out. “Sire, there’s another wave coming, faster.” The man looked ahead, as he saw what seemed to be bodies, moving bodies of ponies and caribous.

Making their way along at a slightly faster pace, but were shambling as Jerry ordered. “Don’t let any of them through! You hear me?! Not a single one through!” and rushed ahead as he used his thrusters to speed forward, before raising his axe. Slashing and hacking down to cut down the numbers. And while the undead were being cut down by him, or by the Browns or burned by the Reds?

There were bits of blue life force coming from the bodies, as while that made Jerry a bit happy? It also forced him to refocus as there were a lot more undead. He raised his left hand, sending out his Target spell to hit onto one undead, draining the ‘life’ and magic as it spread into four other undeads close, before finishing it off as their bodies disintegrated.

Feeling his mana being recharged he went to slam his weapon again, seeing and hearing his Browns beat back the undead, and Reds and Greens hitting wherever. But as he was keeping the undead away? He heard from Mortis. “Master, there’s undead moving in another direction, faster!”

“You all cover this area and move once there’s no more! Morits, jump. Mine, with me!” commanded Jerry as his minions move, Jerry speed rush, using the thrusters to make him run faster, as Mortis leap over and grip the side of Jerry pauldron as Jerry used his thrusters to charge ahead, going off to another direction as his Minions were running as much as they can.

He looked just ahead, seeing large beasts, some ‘manticores’, a few flying changelings, and even a few undead wolves. Jerry felt irritated, as well as concerned. As he wishes he had those salamander mounts already! And it would be a while before the spiders would hatch. Jerry had to push aside those thoughts, with the sight of the undead beasts, and flying changelings with…FUCK! Jerry sent out Combustion, as the tower of fire burned those he could reach in the air, before targeting more as he commanded. “PITS! NOW!” and as he managed to speed off ahead of the horde, pits formed up, as he commanded. “I need Reds! Lots of Red-- Yip! BURN THEM IN THE SKIES!”

And as Yip came out of the Pits, he saw the many enemies, many infected with Cara and changelings infected flying in the air as the Red cackled. “Yes Master!” and brought out his Reds to fire those in the air, Jerry focus on burning more with his Combustion spell, ensuring that he got them all as much as he could. While Mortis got off and formed magic in his hands, before sending out a pulse of magic, blasting to slow down those more dangerous wild lifes.

It didn’t take long for Jerry's own horde to come up, with Reds firing at the flying changelings above, Browns attacking anything and Greens jumping on the back of anything they could get. While the Blues went about reviving any who died. While Jerry managed to get as many fliers as he could, as well as commanded. “Grubby, get a Gate by the Pits.” and as a outer gate form by Jerry, restoring his mana, he kept flunging more spells as to keep any of the fliers away, as well as doubling both Halo and Legion of Honor to give a boost to all of his Minions.

While it was a heavy drain? With his Gate nearby? He could keep it fed as well as provide tactical defense.

He was going to cover Albert. Though he grit his teeth, knowing that he has to focus on ensuring the undead didn’t get near the Town. he didn’t want to let the bastard get a win, especially at this delicate situation! He didn’t want any more to be infected by the sickness, and he was going to make sure those people would live! Because if anyone is going to do anything-- it was him!

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