The place was underground again, a huge complex made of grey stones. Gates and wooden doors dividing the rooms, which were very clean.
It's occupants were normal ponies, mostly unicorns, all wearing black leather vests with patches sewed on. They were from younger to older, and seemed to be ranks among them, but all treating each other equal and with respect.

In a room not far from the main complex, Mane was laying on a table, surrounded by more small tables with surgery equipment. Pinkamena finished the last parts and took off the rubber gloves and the medical mask. The helpers wrapped Mane's stomach with bandages.

She left the room and the cyan mare was there, in the company of two other high rank colts, an elder and a young one but slightly older than Mane.
The elder was grey like Mane and also an unicorn, wearing a black robe tied with a rope, and a hood on the back of his head. He had some dark grey hair in his back, missing some on top of his head, giving away how old he was, telling also by the wrinkles covering his grumpy face.
The younger one was more cheerful. Yellow and a strong pegasus, with medium brown hair. Wearing a leather armor, with two swords in each side.

"How is he?" - Asked the mare.

"He will live. The bullet didn't hit any internal organs, was only muscle. Mane suffered a minor lead poisoning, but he lucked out! His body managed to battle It..."Said Pinkamena, taking her hair out of her face after a hour and half of surgery on her friend.

"Those things are a danger." Said the colt behind the mare.

"They were created to purge this world!" Screamed the elder.

"Quill, calm down, look out for your heart."

"Who are you all, can I know now?" Pinkamena asked.

"I think It's safe to say. We are the "Worshipers of the Dark Crystal"."

"OR, just "The Worshipers", for short." Commented the colt. "I'm Copper Spear, captain of this place and a former soldier from the old army."

"I'm Inked Quill." Said the elder. "I'm the cult's scribe and magic instructor, also from other times."

"And I'm Dark Sigil." Said the mare. "I'm the leader of this place. You and Mane are most welcome here. We can help you in taking your stuff from the hotel to here. We have a room for both of you. Or if you prefer, separated rooms..."

"Um... I'll go with separated." Answered Diane.

"Alright. Copper and his troops will help you."

"Wait? Now?!"

"Yeah, the sooner the better!" Said Quill. "Now chop chop! Hurry! Such figures don't deserve to be sleeping in such place!"

"O-okay..." Pinkamena followed Captain Copper, and headed outside to the dusty deserted streets of Jade District.

Sigil and Quill headed to the room, and ordered the medical helpers to leave, leaving the duo with Mane sleeping and bandaged on the head and stomach.

"Are you sure, Sigil?"

"Yeah, It's him indeed..." She walked to a chair with his clothes and picked his leather jacket, and showed to Quill the name "Sombra" on It's back.

"By the power of the ancient kings... It's true!"

"See? Copper is never wrong in his scouts."

"I can't wait too see this young buck to wake up."

"Me neither! One of our idols is finally here!"

They sat next to the bed, and for a hour Mane slept. They waited, and waited.
Slowly, he started opening his eyes and faced two ponies looking at him.

"Mane, are you alright?" Asked Sigil.

"Urgh... where am I?"

"You are in our hideout, with The Worshipers!"

"Whatever... where is Pinkamena?"

"She went to the hotel with Copper Spear to pick your stuff and bring it here."

"Who the hell is Copper Spear? Who the hell are you?" He asked in a frustrated way.

"I'm Dark Sigil, the leader of this place."

"And I'm Inked Quill, the scribe and magic instructor. Respect with the older ones!"

"Whatever! Help me getting up, I have a job to do..." Mane groaned trying to get up, but quickly went down again in pain.

"You were shot by a pistol." Said Sigil. "You might remember me in the saloon, I helped you."

"Yes... I remember clearly. I'm grateful."

"Can you walk?" Asked Quill.

"If you help me... give me that crutch there."

Sigil grabbed It and handed to Mane, and he slowly stood up from the bed battling the pain in his stomach. Quill gave one of his pills for the pains, and they did effect quickly. He stood on his hooves with the help of the crutch and walked to the door in their company. Outside, a large group welcomed him with cheers. Young and old ones screaming in happiness and whistling on him.

"What is this? Some kind of fan club?" Mane questioned.

"Short of... of somepony you know VERY well..." Sigil said.

"It's not me, right?"

"There, you dingus!" Quill pointed at a statue.

It was made out of polished iron. It was a figure of a huge stallion in heavy armor, holding a huge battleaxe. A unicorn with a curved horn and intimidating look on his face.
Mane stared at the statue and things started to come to his mind. He limped towards It, while the members of the cult opened way for him.
He landed on his knees at the statue's altar, contemplating the figure and read the name and title "King Sombra" engraved in a gold slab.

"That jacket you're wearing, It belonged to him..." Said Quill.

"I know... he has been always by my side..." Mane felt weak, and rested his hands holding the altar, from seeing his uncle's figure once again, even though It was just a statue.

"MANE!" Screamed Pinkamena. "You're awake!"

She dropped the bags and ran down the stairs and jumped at him with a hug. He flinched at his pains and stood up. She woke up from her happiness and looked around at the cult member staring at them.

"Erm... who are these, precisely?" She whispered confused.

"Well... they are a cult that worship this guy here."

Mane pointed at the statue and she stepped back when she looked at It's face. She read the name on the gold slab, and she quickly shoved Mane's hair from the back on his vest and read the same name. Pinkamena's mind got twisted in confusion and she stepped back way far from him.

"What's wrong?" Mane asked.

"Why didn't you tell me?!" Diane screamed.

"I was afraid you would leave me..."

"No! I would never! But... HOW? WHEN? WHAT?"

"Easy Miss Diane..." Copper Spear, the captain touched her shoulder. "We are not evil here..."

"Wait wait wait! YOU ALL! Worship this infamous character, for what then?!" Mane asked while pointing at everypony in the room.

"We don't have any intentions in recover the dark ages of his kingdom... we are just scholars with interest in his huge power, magic and himself." Sigil answered, walking towards Mane and helping him getting up. "I believe you have something to tell us about him... right?"

Everypony looked at him expecting a story or fact. Quill prepared a pen and an empty paper to take notes of anything that Mane would spit out of his mouth.

"Um... well... what can I say..?" He was filled in doubt. There was nothing good to say about King Sombra as his uncle, maybe some, but It was rare.

"Anything out of your mind, silly!" Screamed Quill from the other side of the big room.

"Well... in that case. Yes, he was an evil king that enslaved the whole kingdom to work on the mines, and battle as mind controlled soldiers. But he had some sort of good side..." Everypony whispered impressed with the detail.

"King Sombra... had a good side... despite his personality..." Quill wrote down. "Please, continue."

"He had a warm heart when I was around, I was still a little foal, maybe six years old. He used to carry me around on bed time."

"Awwww..." Everypony sounded.

"Yeah yeah! Adorable! Just keep going!" -Ordered Quill.

"I once went downstairs in the palace, and the dark priests grabbed me for a sacrifice." -Everypony opened their ears for the next part. "And Sombra himself rushed in and killed all of them before they stabbed me! He cut them into pieces with his battleaxe!"

"So King Sombra had a good side... towards his family?" Asked Quill finishing his writing.

"Well no... I eventually met my grandfather... and he told me some stuff. Like when my parents left me by the palace gates, and Sombra didn't do nothing to support them. He instead only supported me, because... well... I was left by the gates when I was one year old. And maybe he saw me as a future successor."

"Alright, that's enough! Thank you, Mane." Quill closed his notebook and headed to his office.

"Okay, worshipers!" Shouted Sigil. "Let's get things ready, we have a celebration this night! The come of Mane Shaker! King Sombra's nephew!"

Everypony cheered and headed back to their tasks.

"Mane, you may want to follow me..."

Sigil took him to a room, and inside, was a bed fit for a royalty member, with fitting furniture.
It was made of obsidian, decorated with rubies and emeralds, with a tall headboard ending with menacing spiky obsidian formations. The furniture was made of dark wood, decorated with steel endings and the same gems as the bed.

"Is that..?" Mane baffled.

"King Sombra's bed and bedroom furniture." She finished.

"Where did you get all this?!"

"We and our best members pulled out one of the biggest heists of the ages in Equestria." She said It in a persuasive way with a smile.

"The Royal Crystal Safe heist? I saw the articles! You guys are... crazy! But awesome!"

"Hahaha... calm down, Mr Bounty Hunter... You are not the only one around with the wish of a treasure hunter too..."

"Is this my place?"

"Of course! Enjoy your recovery from that wound... and..." Sigil looked at him by the shoulder and wiggled her butt slowly. "If you need something else... come see me..."

She winked at him and leaved. Mane turned around and sat on the bed, putting the crutch away and relaxed on the comfortable mattress.
Something touched his back, he turned around and Pinkamena was facing him, she didn't seem happy.

"Where were you?!" Mane questioned in confusion by the sudden surprise of finding her there.

"Under the bed... and we need to talk..."