Tapping her purple high heels repeatedly on the ground, Adagio waited for her 'friend' to come out of the little door prisoners came put to visit family or friends. The only thing she could feel was guilt. She had not just put Sugar Coat in jail, but Dean as well. Because they apparently stole the pictures from Twilight's office. She kept wondering though, who noticed they were gone?

Adagios head jerked up as an officer came in, her two hands on Dean and Sugar Coat. Dean stood sadly (Still good looking... Adagio thought) but following the officer as he threw him around. Sugar Coat... a different story. She kept kicking and screaming like a four year old getting a flu shot. Calming down when her butt hit the chair, her face was mad.

"Hi." Adagio said, looking down in shame.

"Don't be like that, apologetic. It's not your fault." Dean smiled, trying to keep a happy face on.

"It's my fault. I should confess."

"Are you out of your mind?" Sugar Coat yelled. "You can't do that! You can consider yourself dead!"

Adagios eyebrows knitted together. "Huh?"

"Indigo found out about our little conversation. And she also found out about Dean in Twilight's office, so being a star student and adored by all even though she's grumpy, she lied that us two took it and got away with it." Sugar Coat bit her lip, trying to keep control of her temper.

"And I knew none of this?" Demanded Dean in confusion.

Sugar Coat nodded for two different reasons. "Anyway, I also broke into Noah's Dawn before I got arrested and found guess who's file?"

"Indigo Zap." Adagio leaned back on her chair in disappointment and suprise. Then she let a long breath of air out.

"And guess who she was roommates with. Besties with?"

"Who?" Both Dean and Adagio asked.

"That girl you mentioned, Rainbow Dash."

Adagio nodded her head. "Your fucking kidding me?"

"I wish." Sugar Coat replied.

* * *

As the sun rays slid threw the gray clouds covering the sky, Rarity, who was out of breath, kept repeatedly throwing knives at a block of wood. Half of the knives were scattered across the floor, and ones that made it in held on for dear life. Her fails didn't stop her. She wouldn't let F, who she knew for certain wasn't Misty, hurt her or anyone.

"What in tarnation are you doing?" Applejack asked, walking over to her helpless friend. Her long blonde hair was down and she was wearing high wasted Jean shorts and a short colared green top.

Rarity turned and looked at Applejack, sweat dripping down her forehead. "Well, what does it look like dear?" She turned back and picked up a knife. "Training!"

She threw the knife at the wood block. It missed and hit a shed by the handle.

Applejack nodded in disappointment. "Rarity, you shouldn't be training to do this. You should learn to use a gun."

Pulling her purple hair back into a sloppy bun, she turned back to Applejack, sweating and heavily breathing. "Why? So I can shoot it in my face! Knives are easy-to-use!"

"Wikipedia for "The Hunger Games" is about as relevant as a can of Dr. Pepper. You'll never be able to throw a knife well by doing this. You need a coach. And this could take years. A gun could take a day."

Rarity nodded. "I'm not using a gun! When Sweetie Belle was a baby she almost killed me with one. I've feared them ever sence."

"It was a Nerf gun I bet." Applejack retorted.

"Is that what the country folks grew up with?" Rarity asked with annoyness in her voice, throwing another knife that missed.

"No," Applejack picked a knife up and threw it. "We grew up with Apples."

Applejack watched Raritys jaw drop as she relized the knife went into the center of the wood block.

* * *

"You wanted to know about Harmony and you shiver every time you hear her name." Pinkie Pie said unwrapping a brownie. "What's wrong?"

"I never thought we'd find her." Aria replied, moving her sholders. "What if I screw something up?"

"Don't you always?"

Aria gave Pinkie Pie a pissed look. "What? Please tell me what you haven't screwed up?"

She sat there and thought for a few moments. "I didn't screw up..." Pinkie Pie sat in suspense. "Ugh," she sighed. "You're right. I screw up every thing. I should have died when I fell of that cliff." A smile crossed Pinkies mouth. "What?"

"I needed a find a way for that to come up. What cliff?"

"Nothing, it's nothing."

Pinkie nodded. "Sonata mentioned it before. She said you fell of a cliff a long time ago but it was really small so you were all right."

"After we lost the battle of the bands, I sorta ran away. And I went to Forerunner cliff, to watch the sun set and just relax myself and I trip and almost snapped my neck."

Pinkie stopped chewing her cupcake. "Oh my god, why didn't you tell us?"

"It wasn't important."

"Important? I live near the Forerunner cliff, it's near my rock farm! Thousands of pointy rocks down there! And not to mention it's fifty feet! How did you survive?"

"Celestia. I guess."

Pinkie Pie sat there, looking confused. "What was Equestria like-"

Aria dropped her fork quickly. "Applebloom hey... who is this?"

The girl who stood nest to Applebloom gave her a new feeling that she couldn't describe.

"I need you to meet someone. This is Harmony Blaze." Applebloom introduced.

Aria stared at Harmony. She looked just like her. And she had the pendant. She couldn't believe this. And Pinkie Pie, was digging so deep into her cupcake, looking for an escape.

"Do you remember me?" Harmony asked, as if she knew who she was. She put her hands in her pockets, as if she was digging for an escape as well.

"No." Aria responded, having no more thought. "But I missed you."

* * *

"Sweetie Belle!" Her mother called. Sweetie Belle boredly jerked her head up and looked at her mother.

"Yes mother?" She said, getting up and swinging around the cornor of the hall, almost into her mother.

Her mom stepped back and looked her in the eye. "Someone is here."

With confusion, Sweetie Belle walked into her kitchen. A recognizable face sat there. Oh, only graceful Ms. Cheerilie, who was showing.

"Oh jesus." She mumbled.

"Prison. Wow. I'm not suprised." She snickered.

"I'm catching up on homework, what would you like?" Sweetie Belle asked politely and shyly.

"An anwser that isn't shitty as your open responce."

Hey, nobody made fun of Sweetie Belles work.

"So you want an anwser that some up 1/4 + 1/2 not equaling 3/4th? Sorry, this isn't idiot villie." Sweetie Belle said in a disappointed sarcasm.

She snickered again as she pulled on her too tight jacket and her shades. "I know." She stood up and passed Sweetie Belle. "It's Dimwit town."

"That's two stops away from what is your problem?"

"You three. How did you know? You could destroy me!"

"You or your sence of fashion?, because I think our dropped that in Mindless lagoon." Sweetie Belle leaned against the door frame.

Ms. Cheerilie adjusted her huge hat. "It's think you dropped your sence somewhere between Scootaloo and Applebloom."

"Those aren't towns, they're people-" she shook her head of the childish thoughs. "where is this going?"

"Applebloom ran away so she wouldn't get arrested. You know that, right?"

"No." Sweetie Belle avoided a heavy sarcasm so she looked as if she had no clue. Little did anyone know, she was the one who suggested the plan to Applebloom. She knew all along. Who dropped there sence between Scootaloo and Applebloom now?

"Well she did. Aren't you mad?"

"She did it for a reason. And plus, jail didn't go on my record because I was framed."

Cheerlie jerked her head to the side. "Are you sure about that Sweetie Belle?"

Sweetie Belle stepped away. "If you excuse me, I have a Valedictorian speech to write. Because that's how shitty my open responce are."

* * *

Sour Sweet pulled an arrow from her quiver and knoched it. Then she raised the bow and pulled the string to her chin. Slowly breathing, she let out a long exhale before shooting and hitting a bullseye.

"Hi," Sour Sweet jumped as she turned to the voice. It was Adagio.

She narrowed her eyes. "You're the girl I told about the murder right?"

"Yeah, that's me!" Adagio replied enthused. "And I need training in motercross. And sence Sugar Coat is in jail..."

"Hold on, I thought she was sick?" Sour Sweet questioned, dropping the arrow she had in her hand.

"Oh... she is sick! Where is my mind today!" Adagio cried, hoping to take it back. "Sence she's sick, I need a motercross trainer."

"First of all, we don't train Wondercolts, second, I don't to motercross," she raised the bow string to her chin. "I shoot."

She let go off the string and split her previous arrow. Adagio stood in a shy fear.

"Okay, but maybe you could talk to Indigo Zap, about training a Shadowbolt?"

Sour Sweet gave her a straight look. "You're coming here?" She pointed to the school building behind her.

Adagio smiled and nodded as if she was really excited and gave a damn about school.

"But, the school year is almost over."

"Let's face it, I was gone for a real long time. I'm staying back. And I want to stay back here."

"Okay," she nodded. "Fine. I'll speak to Indigo. But she's real tough."

"Got it." Adagio replied, thinking about her and Sugar Coats plan while she played with the blade in her leather jacket.

* * *

"What was so important you spammed me with the same words, 'Come over!', seventy-five times?" Scootaloo asked, reading the words 'come over' of her cell.

"She came here Scootaloo!" Sweetie Belle screamed, worry in her tiny puples.

"I know many shes."

Sweetie Belle stared at Scootaloo and blinked many times before freaking out and yelling, "Ms. Cheerilie!"

"Oh, so she's making year round trips now."

"What does that mean?"

Scootaloo sighed. "She came to me two weeks ago."

"Oh yeah, I forgot, thanks for telling me that by the way." Sweetie Belle said with heavy sarcasm.

"Sorry, I forgot, my Aunt was holding a steak knife to my throat."

Sweetie Belle typed a few more words of her Valedictorian Speech. "Did you ever visit her?"

"No, Sabrina can't even watch TV without needing her hitting pillow." Scootaloo sat on Sweetie Belles bed.

"Wow. Where are you living?" Sweetie Belle asked, flipped her purple and pink curls.

"With Sabrinas Aunt."

"What about your mom?"

Scootaloo went dead silent, leaving Sweetie Belle with a pile of guilt building up in her chest.

"It was a dumb-"

"Noah's Dawn." Scootaloo said. "I guess I forgot. I sare her once for five minutes and I miss her. I told her I would visit her all the time. And I love her."

Sweetie Belle quickly embraced her friend in a hug as tears dripped down the brave girls face.

"I wanna visit her."

"I know you wanna visit your mom."

* * *

"Hi Sonata," Fluttershy greeted as she walked over to Sonata, who had been typing away on a computer in Canterlot Highs library for five hours. "What are you writing about?"

Almost to tierd to respond, Sonata yawned. "Uh... history."

"Can I read?" Fluttershy asked.

"Go ahead. I'm not a good writer thought."

Fluttershy examined the page on the computer and read her history paper, she only read so much before she relized something was wrong. "History?"

"Well, more like auto biography."

"Why on earth are you writing about are kidnapping! And our pain?"

"So much time was lost. I want to make something up with that time, so I'm making a book about what happened during our kidnapping. I'm calling it 'The Story of -F'! Cool?"

She shook her head with shock. "No, not really. Some things that happened down there are suppose to be secrets. If you delete this whole thing, maybe I could take you to Taco Bell?"

Sonata went to her Google Docs and deleted the whole paper. "TACOS!"

* * *

Aria stared down at her frappuccino. Discussion between her and Harmony was limited. Neither herself or Harmony knew what to say. Harmony reminded Aria of Alison. The element if mystery to her, then beauty she had, and how she reminded her of herself.

"When did you come here?" Aria asked.

"After fuck swear the bearded banished you, he told me I should just find some friends so I punched him and jumped threw the portal. Then I was alone, starving on the street, and I got put into Noah's Dawn for being a runaway." Harmony sipped her drink. "And I was there for 4 years until I escaped and found Applebloom."

She nodded. "He brain washed us."

"Yeah, he tried to brain wash me."

"I just want you to know," Aria paused and breathed heavily to avoid tears that were coming up for some reason she didn't know. "All the stuff in the news about murders isn't true."

"I'm not an idiot." Harmony said as she put her cup down. "I know that."

"Also, I'm sorry. For avoiding you."

"You didn't avoid me, I avoided you. You shouldn't apologize."

"I wish we could get that time pack. That we lost." Aria adjusted her jacket and gritted her teeth softly.

"Well no need to lose any more time," Harmony smirked and stood up. "Wanna go down town? There's kareoke."

Aria nodded quickly. "I can't sing. I lost my pendant."

Harmony let out a singing note that sounded identical to a dying cat. "Me and you both, mom."

Aria smiled and felt a little bit of happiness as Harmony called her 'mom'. "Let's go."

* * *

Adagio stood in a dark gym, waiting game for Indigo to show up and teach her motercross. Sugar Coats exact words swam threw her head. "Trick her into being your friend, then find out why she lied and make her take it back.". This had played in her head like a radio so many times, she memorized everything about it. Her messy hair, her crossed eyes because she didn't her glasses, which Adagio thought she had just used to make her more stable.

She had broke into Indigos locker with no premission, obviously. A whole box of papers had been in there. And of course, the Noah's Dawn stamp was plastered on top off the box. So, did she really think a box from a place nobody knew she had really been to would hide in her locker -the locker Adagio could and which she had unlock by just shaking the lock a little- and be safe?

The blade shined in her jacket. Sugar Coat told her to keep a weapon near incase Indigo went nuts and tried to hurt her, like another nurse she had hurt. Adagio feared she would get hurt or worse, someone she cared about would be hurt. And worse, Indigo would get away it murder.

"Adagio Dazzle."

She quickly dropped the blade in her jacket and looked over at the person who had spoke. Indigo had light skin dark blue hair with lighter streaks. She also had goggles on her head being used as a headband instead of a piece of saftey gear.

"That- that's me!" Adagio cried nervously, her presents giving her a shake.

Indigo rolled her eyes. "Didn't ask."

"Okay." Adagio smiled, trying to look as tiniest bit normal and not scared as possible.

"Get on the motorcycle." She demanded.

"Oh well shouldn't I-"

Adagio was cut off by Indigo pointing firmly to a motercycle. Star student? Yeah, that was bullshit. She stood up and walked over to the motercycle. It was definitely Sugar Coats motercycle. It had her favorite colors, her sweet smell, and not to mention her name was carved into the front of the helmet Indigo threw at her.

"Where is Sugar Coat?" Adagio asked, making the strap on her helmet tighter.

Indigos focus became still. She turned slightly away from the Siren and replied. "I don't know."

Adagio knew she was a bad lier and had turned away to conceal her smirk. What did she do when she told the teachers? Pull the goggles to her mouth. Probably an unknown note.

"Now what?-"

"Too many questions missy." Indigo Zap said, obviously controlling her unstable temper.

"How did you know her?" Adagio felt her heart jump. She hadn't read the letters, or even opened the box. But shaking the box, she heard paper.

Indigo turned her sholder. "Huh?"

"I need to use the bathroom."

"Sit your ass back down." Indigo demanded. "I'm not here to watch you roam around and be the jackass they say you are on TV."

"I'm not a jackass."

"Sure." Sarcasm grave deeply into her voice.

"I'm not!"

"Sit down!" Indigo threw the helmet she had in her hand at the window to an office. It shattered immediately.

Adagio ripped the blade from her jacket and slowly breathed as Indigo hesitated in its glance. Well, so much for the plan. Adagio thought.

"A knife! WHY DO YOU HAVE A KNIFE!?!" She roared at the top of her lungs. Her pail face was now bright red.

"Because of the kidnapper-"

Indigo ran onto the little stage four motercycles, including Adagios, were she stared on. Indigo ripped the dagger out of Adagios fist, cause Adagio to shriek at the pain she got from the knife cutting her hand. Indigo threw Adagio off the motercycle onto the floor. The motercycle fell on top of Adagios foot, crushing it. Tears now streamed down her face.

She still pushed the knife upwards, as Indigo pushed it towards her chest. The Shadowbolt showed no mercy. She was clearing plain nuts and wanted to kill Adagio. The knife slipped and cutted Adagio so many times, the metal taste of the blood had dripped into her mouth.

Indigo hadn't even gotten a scratch, but for some reason, she was crying harder then Adagio, who had multiple cuts on her hands, had crushed her foot, and was loosing this fight poorly. Adagios grip got weaker and she felt her eyes become tierd and slowly begin to shut. She felt the knife skid her cheek, and then fall to the ground. Indigo had gotten knocked our by a dart. Her body soon fell asleep and tumbled off Adagios.

Because of her worry, she checked the Shadowbolts pulse. Beating perfectly. Relief filled Adagios soul as she slowly fell asleep. As her eyes were half shut, a shadow figure stood on top of her. The light cleared and a girl with short pink and purple hair and light teal skin stood over her in a Shadowbolt uniform. Adagio knew her name was Sunny Flare, or at least the girl looked like how Sugar Coat described her one afternoon in Noah's Dawn

"Are you okay?" Sunny Flare asked, holding a dart gun in her hand.

* * *

"Did Aria respond to any of your calls?" Rarity asked, texting away on her phone.

Applejack nodded. "She's with Harmony. Let her be."

"Where's Adagio?" Sonata piped up.

"I don't know." Sunset, who had been finishing homework, said, worry in her words. "But, has anyone else wondered where she has been?"

Sonata shrugged. "She's been acting strange. Every five minutes, she needs to use the bathroom."

"Maybe she's pregnant." Fluttershy suggested, regretting those three words as Sunsets face turned red.

"She's not pregnant." Sunset crossed her arms.

Fluttershy looked at Sonata and whispered, "Has she gotten-"

Sunset screamed loudly so Fluttershy couldn't continue. Rarity picked up a magazine and threw it at Sunset, who stood there biting her lip.

The door slammed opened and closed quickly in the hall. Sonata screamed from the kitchen, "Adagio? You home?"

A girl walked in, messy long white hair, black combat boots, and what looked like a purple sundress. She dropped her bag and stared around the room. "Where's Adagio?"

"Ugh." Sunset rolled her eyes. "What are you doing here, Sugar Coat?"

"This is the wrong house." She stepped back. "Oops."

"You want Adagio and she lives here. And you're a Shadowbolt, what do you want?" Applejack complaimed, ripping the cap of an Frizzy Apple Soda.

"Um... um... um... fuck." She finally concluded. Sunset eyed the seam of her dress, which she was picking on. Her legs were shaking a little. And she could also smell Noah's Dawn on her.

"You okay?" She asked.

Sugar Coat nodded. "Is Aria here?"

"Nope."

She kept picking her seam. "Is need to go..."

"Why do you need them?" Sonata asked, slumping in her chair.

"Just because..." Sugar Coat looked as if she would blow up or confusion, lying, and well... fright. Sunset lifted up her phone and snuck a picture of the girl and her worried state. Fluttershy nugged her showing the disrespect that came with this.

Sonata, on the other hand, was getting a phone call from a number she didn't know. She stared at it, wanting to pick it up but not.

"Just anwser it Sonata." Rarity said.

"Hello!" Sonata cried as she picked up her phone. Upside down. Yup, that was Sonata. Her happy, cheerful face turned to a stone of sadness. She placed her iPhone down and looked at Sugar Coat, while the voice on the phone kept speaking. "You have anything to say?"

* * *

Adagio opened her eyes, and the smell of hospital filled her nose. Her ankle was wrapped in the normal hospital wrapping. It was purple, unlike last time when her arm got stabbed, Talent, or Sweetie Belle, left this ugly gold wrap. She didn't wear the gold.

At the end of the bed, Aria and Scootaloo stood there, arms crossed and angrey.

Aria kept her same look and said, "You and Sugar Shit have alot of explaining to do."

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