Alex laid down in the bed in his apartment.

Not unusual to say the least, he had a lot to think about.

In the past 2 3/4 of a month, he's had people purposely hunt him down, having to always run, and hope that at least 3 people actually cared enough to help. It was always unpredictable. He never knew when his last day would be, hell, a couple times, he thought for sure it was.

In short, Alex's friends were the most random people he had ever met, and he knew hipsters, metal-heads, maybe even a couple otakus, but they took the cake.

Alex's life was also pretty ridiculous. Like, who spends a little more than a week perfectly assimilating into the magical land of horses, only to move to a school where the most overpowered teenagers go to learn how to kill people like him, as well as some terrifying gigantic monsters hell bent on eating your face?

The odds of getting struck by lightning, Alex knew, was 1 in 700,000. The odds of having to deal with that kinda crap? 1 in, say, A LOT!

At least now, he got to spend some peace and quiet...

*buzz!*

Ugh, who could that be?!

Alex walked over to the front door of his apartment, pressed the button, and spoke.

"Who's this?" Alex asked, annoyed.

"It's Kat." A voice from the other side replied.

Why didn't she say so?

"Oh. Go away." Alex sighed.

"Vanoss and his friends didn't do anything, I'm just here to talk." Kat replied.

Like he wanted to talk about his problems, she wouldn't understand...

At least, not completely.

"Alright, fine." Alex buzzed her in. Shortly after, there was a knock on his door, knowing full well who it was, he let her in the apartment.

"Wow, I gotta say, this is way nicer than the apartment Vanoss got Zera and I." Kat admired.

"I agree, I would've been perfectly fine sleeping in a box. Not that I'm complaining." Alex replied.

"So, is there anything you wanna talk about?" She asked him.

"Meh, you first, I'm not all in the mood to talk." Alex encouraged.

"Okay, I was thinking about your situation..." Kat began.

"Funny how the conversation is about me." He sighed.

"I was just wondering, was there anyone you actually connected with? Anyone at all?" Kat asked him.

That was actually difficult. Alex purposely tried not to get attached to anyone in Equestria. Karis? He felt he only connected with her was because there was not a whole lot to hide, she already knew about his predicament. Team RWBY? He wasn't trying to connect either, but he told Ruby and Yang everything that happened before then, and he was sure they told Weiss and Blake. Vanoss and his crew? Thankfully, no.

"Not very many people, I will admit." Alex said as honestly as he could.

"Oh, there's your problem." Kat realized.

"Come again?" Alex asked.

"Unlike me, you never wanted to connect with anyone at a personal level. I told my friends in the guild about what happened to me, I even told them a little bit about you."

"Then what the hell happened? Why did you have to leave?" Alex asked Kat.

"They were on a mission, and I kinda had a bad reputation with the others." Kat replied nervously.

"The other members set you up, didn't they?" Alex concluded.

"Well, when you put it like that, it makes them sound bad..." Kat defended.

"And that, my friend, is why I didn't want to talk to anyone. I always have that sense that tells me that someone is going to stab me in the back as soon as I turn around! Had I been in your place, I would have been gone long before I could tell your friends crap." Alex asserted.

"You can't always expect someone to betray you..." Kat began.

"Funny, someone told me that a while ago. Guess what? She's dead!" Alex scowled.

"Nobody really betrayed you in the end, Twilight and the others were double agents, or did you forget?" Kat retorted.

"I still don't trust her. Same as how I still don't trust Evan, or Ruby! Hell, I'm paranoid about being in the same room as you right now!" Alex regretted saying that as soon as the words left his mouth.

"Ahem... Well, let's stop that conversation, deal?" Kat raised a hand.

"Deal." Alex grasped hers tightly and shook it.

"My real question was... Have you thought about connecting with someone romantically?" Kat asked.

"Never thought about it. Not even once. There's too much going on in my life and it's way too unpredictable to actually give you a straight answer." Alex responded honestly.

"So, no setting you up on dates anytime soon?" Kat asked hopefully.

"REALLY, AUTHOR?! THERE ISN'T EVEN A ROMANCE TAG ON THIS STORY!" A rather high pitched voice screamed from below, Alex had to assume it was Pinkie.

"Oh, yeah, I've been meaning to ask, what's up with Pinkie?" Kat asked.

"Schitzophrenia, psychopathic tendencies, somehow floating, a lot of different stuff." Alex responded.

"STOP! REFERENCING! CUPCAKES!!!!" That same voice said again.

"How can she even hear us from down there?" Kat asked, bewildered.

"Twilight told me that 'she's just being Pinkie Pie' is apparently a good answer. So, yeah, let's go with that." Alex elaborated with a hand gesture.

"Okay, why not? Anyways, what about Ruby, she's about your age." Kat pleaded.

"I already told you, I'm far too... In everyone's thoughts... Paranoid, or rather, delusional." Alex responded bluntly.

"So...you're serious?" Kat asked.

"I am." Alex sighed, almost sad that all of that was actually true.

"Are...Are you sure?" She sighed herself.

"Yes. Please. Leave me be." Alex pleaded.

Kat stood up, and walked to the door, turning around only to cast a pitying glance in his direction.

"I'm sorry you feel that way about yourself." Kat closed the door softly, as to not disturb him any further.

Alex laid on the orange sofa, wanting nothing more than to rest and reflect on the conversation. Was he really that negative about himself? It was hard to imagine a life spent with another person, but was he really that damaged?

He really wished that things hadn't turned out like they did, and that was true, especially about the more recent events of his life.

If things were different, if he wasn't that shallow and self-pitying, then maybe there would have been a chance.

No. That life died with his parents back in Oregon.

That life died in Area 51.

That life died in Ponyville and Vale.

That life died with his humanity.

Now, he was a soldier, more than that, he was a leader, he had other lives to worry about beside his own. Things were different now, this was not about self-preservation like it was in Ponyville or Canterlot, no.

This was about ensuring that his allies lived to see tomorrow.

Even if he didn't.

His phone buzzed at his side, he flipped it up, and it revealed an unknown contact, he swiped to the right on his phone to answer the call.

"Hello, is this Alex Walker?" The man at the other line asked.

"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. What of it?" Alex asked him.

"My name is Rufio Vincent of the Los Santos Syndicate, I'm holding a Mr. Fong hostage, as well as his friends."

"Don't even start it." Alex seethed with aggression.

"You have ten minutes to pay us $50,000, or else they die. Your call."

"Where?" Alex tried to calm himself down.

"The Galileo Observatory north of your apartment." Rufio answered.

"I'm on my way." Alex said.

"Pleasure doin' business with you, Walker." Rufio hung up.

Alex went over to his closet, and put on his Armor, the Scarab Mk. III, built in with various rocket launchers and a shoulder-mounted .50 Caliber machine gun, on top of his jump-jets and near indestructible Equestrian Steel hull.

He reached for .44 Scratch and Electric Fury, holstering them before reaching for an Atlean KMG-157 Battle Rifle, equipped with a Veir-Kai sight and an A-17 grenade launcher, the equivalent of his original SCAR-H, courtesy of a security guard's corpse from his stint in the Vale Embassy.

"Not for the reason you're thinking Mr. Vincent." Alex said to himself as he walked into his garage and into his armored Insurgent, still in it's original black-and-yellow paint job with Batman logos stamped on the sides.

Pressing a button on the data-pad on his left wrist, he sent a voice message to everyone who wasn't captured.

"Attention all remaining members of Team Unity, Vanoss and his friends are being held captive in the Galileo Observatory to the north! Be there to assist in the rescue mission ASAP!" Alex ordered.

"Roger that!"

"Yes, Sir!"

"I am not missing this!"

"Ugh, fine!"

"On our way!"

"Meet ya there!"

"The Elements and I are on our way over!" Everyone said through their radios.

Indeed, there was no escaping this life.

Not that he had much of a problem with it.

Author's Notes:

Anyone else agree that the ending to this chapter had a sort of 'Avengers' feel to it?
What do you guys think? Should I...
A:) End the story here and tell the rest in a sequel
Or
B:) Continue with the story, but move onto Act II of the story?
Leave your answer in the comments below!