2 days later, third person

Pyro and Clawback placed their 20% cut into the Dens safe, having collected their payment for the Skull Bandit job. They were also awarded a few bags of pot, but they had a feeling they wouldn't be using it for awhile. When the three had got home, Scrap had run up to meet Gray, but quickly read his mood and went back to Moonlight, who had taken her under her wing, teaching her how society really was, teaching her of the good and the bad.

When Gray had gathered more of his gear and devoured a large meal, he burst out of the Den with a list of places that were suspected changeling hideouts. Pyro had rushed to Celestia to fill her in on the situation, and had any available teams searching for the kidnappers.

After finding an underground nest, Gray had charged in guns blazing, making sure to wound as many as he could, but took his rage out on a few by slaughtering them in brutal and horrific ways, his eyes constantly red.

Once he was done completely destroying the nest, he dragged the survivoring changelings into a nearby cave and threw them against the hard stone wall, green goo splattering over it. He pick one up by the neck and grabbed one of its back legs before beginning to squeeze with his gauntlet. "Now, here's how this is gonna go down. You're gonna tell me everything you know, or I'll slowly crush each of your limbs until you bleed out or die from the pain. Now, start, talking!" He demanded.

The drone cried out in pain, it wanted to stop the pain and just say what it knew, but Chrysalis and the other royals connected to their hive mind were constantly telling it not too, or else. Either way, it would die a slow, painful death. "Glory...to the...Queen..." It coughed out before taking out a knife and stabbing itself in the side of the head.

"Pathetic..." Gray threw its corpse to the side before picking up the next one. "Now, are you gonna let yourself suffer or are you gonna tell me what I want to know?" He asked in an alarmingly calm and creepy tone as he held the next in the same position, only this time he glanced down. "Oh, a female eh? Well, I guess there's more than one way to make you suffer..." He said with a sadistic grin, causing the changeling to shake in fear and try to close her legs. "Oh relax you moron I may be overtaken by anger but I'm not a fucking rapist like you guys." He said with annoyance before chrushing her neck. "Seriously, learn to take a joke."

"In this kind of situation, no one would think that was a joke." Gray looked back to see Pyro walking into the cave. "Seriously dude, it was fucked up."

"I know, but I'm a fucked up person."

"No denying that, not by a long shot."

"Hmm." Gray picked up another drome to repeat the process. "You mind taking one of these and interrogating them? Will make this go a lot faster."

"Yeah, about that, I don't think we're gonna get anywhere tortuing these guys." Pyro stated as he poked one of the corpses. "Why not just let them go and try and find the hive ourselves?"

Gray stopped and sighed. "You know, you almost had me convinced." He pulled out The Lancelot and planted a pulled between Pyro's eyes, his corpse changing to a changeling before falling down. "You're getting better, but still sloppy."

"I told that idiot it wouldn't work..." One of the wounded drones spoke shakily.

"Was he the kind of guy that just doesn't listen?"

"Yeah, idiot..." It spoke before bleeding out.

"You know, this is just a waste of time, you guys just won't talk." With that, he dropped the changeling in his hand and walked out.

The remaining changelings looked to each other, confused as to why they were spared. Then, one placed a hoof to the ground which landed in a puddle of black liquid. Now that they noticed, they found the whole area was covered in the liquid.

Outside the cave, Gray lit a match and threw it into the cave, causing it to burst into flames as he slowly walked away. "And that, ladies, gentlemen and all parts of that technicolour rainbow in between, is how you cook changeling steak in a badass fashion."

"Gray!" Looking up, Gray spotted Moonlight flying above him with Scrap on her back. "Celestia sent a letter! One of her squads found a large hideout!" She called down as Scrap tossed a scroll down to the human.

As he read it, his anger began to rise as he saw the location of the hideout/hive. The location of the old human campsite. "Of all places..."

"Hey, you ok?" Scrap called down curiously.

"No, no I'm not." Gray replied as he threw the scroll down and began to walk in the direction of the campsite, clenching his fist while grasping The Lancelot with his gauntlet, red energy seeping from the tip of the gun.

Moonlight landed on a nearby cliff and sat down, letting Scrap off her back so she could stretch her legs a little before heading back to Canterlot. "What's got him so mad anyway?" The filly asked with her usual curiosity.

"Oh yeah, you don't know." Moonlight scratched her chin in thought. "Let's just say that some really bad ponies took someone very close to him."

"You mean someone he loves?"

Moonlight nodded slightly and sighed. "Well, let's get you home, I don't think you want to see the carnage that he's about to cause...me on the other hoof..." She said as she pulled a bucket of popcorn and a soda out of nowhere.

"I'm used to seeing ponies get hurt." Scrap countered as she took some of the popcorn and began to nibble.

"I know, you haven't had the greatest childhood...but seriously, what he's about to do isn't pretty, it'll probably be worse than when the last guy pissed him off this much..."

Author's Notes:

Tried third person this time for some reason. Anyway, hope you enjoyed it. And yes, there will be another chapter with the same level of brutality as the torture chapter. For this chapter I wanted to put at least some trace of comedy but still keep it in a serious tone.

Anyway, if you see any mistakes let me know and I'll fix it.