I spent yesterday with Nyx and Stella, we hung out for it as the mane six went to figure out the locked box. You know the drill, six locks so six keys, where are they? I have no clue, go find them. That’s pretty much is the whole thing.

Today I was with Twilight as we walked in town.

“Where are we going?” Twilight asked me. I looked over at her and smiled.

“Just looking for my old place, it should be around her somewhere.” I told her. I looked around as we walked until I saw an open plot of land away from other buildings. I smiled and went to that plot and looked around on the ground.

“What are you looking for?” she asked me.

I looked at her for a moment before returning to searching. “You ask a lot of questions, now… it should be right... here!”

I found a rune on the ground and place my clawed hand on the ground and felt a pulse of magic on it. I stood up as the spell dissipate, revealing the building.

“Home sweet home.” I said as I moved over to the front door. I opened it and opened the door, I got hit with the smell of old books and steel. The place looked like it once was but with a layer of dust. I looked at the fireplace and saw only remnants of coals that were once there. I looked back and saw that Twilight was looking around in amazed at the whole thing.

“Welcome Twilight, to the Hunter’s workshop.”

“This… how did nobody see this, it has an invisibility spell on it, but…” I chuckled at her as she tried to figure out how this all works.

“It’s not really an invisibility spell, it’s more of an indifferent spell, you may have walked passed it before but you just didn’t notice or didn’t care about it.” I explained to her as I walked her to the door. “Now if you don’t mind, I have some cleaning to do.”

As much as I love the workshop, it’s home to me, there’s one problem with this one; it works on Doctor Who logic meaning that the inside is bigger than the outside. There are many rooms in here, and those rooms have rooms, and some of those rooms have rooms, etc, etc. What does that mean? Well… it means a lot of cleaning, I spent what feels like hours cleaning the main room, the infirmary, some bedrooms and the armory.

I sighed as I leaned on the wall. I looked around at the main room as something pulled at my senses. I looked down the hall at where it was coming from and headed towards it. I came to a room and opened the door and walked into one of the training rooms, at first I didn’t see anything but then I saw shapes. I waved my hand and allow the light to come on, I saw figures stumbling around a bit, one of them looked over at me.

“Uh, hello? What are you doing- WHOA!” I yelled as the one ran towards me and tried to bite me. I looked at the other and saw some simulations to them.

“Zombies… you gotta be kidding me!”

I groaned as I pulled out my cane and started to fight them. They… weren’t the toughest enemies I fought against, all they did was lunging at me. I took them out and cut their heads off, after I finished, I wiped the blood off and stomped on the heads of them.

“Now, how did you all get in here?” I said. I heard a ripping sound as a rift opened up. “Oh, what now!”

The pull of the rift was strong as I tried to fight it, that is until I slipped on a pool of blood.”

“YOU GOTTA BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!” I yelled as I went through the rift.

I was face down on the ground as I came too, I pushed myself up and took in my surroundings. I was in some sort of alleyway with trash everywhere. I picked myself up and dusted myself off.

“Okay, that was weird.” I said as I flicked my hand, then again, then for a third time. “Right, I now have no magic, great.”

I looked around and saw a body on the ground. I went over and saw that it was a man with a gun in his hand and another on his back. He looked like he shot himself, what the hell happened here. I bent down and started to take stuff off him, he had a pistol with fifteen shot left and a sniper with five. A dark brown trench coat, some jerky, a working flashlight, and a walkie talkie that I don’t know if it works.

“Right…” I said as I put on the coat, I left my old getup back in the shop so this will have to do. I shouldered the rifle and picked the pistol and headed out of the alley.

I got out of the alley and got a good look of the place. Well, holy shit!

“Wow… it looks like nature won the fight with the city.” I muttered to myself. I went off in a random direction to see where it leads me.

???

A loud roar was heard behind me as I continued running down the street. Through the corner of my eyes, I saw a glint and turned towards it, knowing what it was.

Running behind derelict cars, I had stopped once I was behind a minivan. I forcefully opened the trunk of the van, revealing one of the many weapons I had scattered around the area.

I stared at the rocket launcher with a single rocket left next to it before picking it up and loading up the rocket. Once I loaded it up, I climbed up the van and looked down the way I came, seeing the source of the roar.

It ran with a limped leg, meaning it was near death. Of course it was, it had just survived a house collapsing on top of him and I only hoped this would kill it.

Gripping the launcher, I began to focus my aim before finally firing. My arms swung upwards from the force and I fell back onto the floor with a loud thud. My ears were greeted with an explosion and with a groan, I stood back up.

“I guess I need to add rockets to the list of things I need.” I muttered as I walked out from behind the van, seeing what I could describe as a bloody mist.

I looked back, seeing nothing but trees, houses and the road. I was in an urban area of the city, no one really goes here for obvious reasons, but the there a few things worth the risk.

Shaking my head, I had decided to head back into the city. I looked up, seeing the sun in the middle of the sky. It was midday, I've got enough time to make it back.

Over an hour had passed, there hadn't been any sign of raiders or infected. I did managed to find some canned food a few bottles of water.

A few turns through alleyways, I had found a body of a dead scavenger and noticed that it was moved. I walked over the corpse, seeing nothing of use on it and walked out of the alley.

I saw another alley just on the other side of the road and beside was an apartment building. Running across the street, I had entered the alley before grabbing the fire escape ladder and climbing it.

Once on the fire escape, I pulled the ladder back up and began going a few floors before stopping at the fourth floor and spending the window before climbing inside.

I closed the window before looking at the room I stood in, seeing nothing but opened cans and empty bottles. I was home again.

I dropped my bag onto the floor before stretching, earning a few pops from my back. I took off my mask and placed on the counter, then went towards the light switch before flipping it but to no effect.

“Great, the generator is on the fritz again.” I muttered under my breath before walking back to my bag and unloading the contents of it.

It was mostly food, water, two 9mm full magazine clips and a broken hunting scope. Placing the broken scope next my mask and the two magazine clips on the table next to a few of my sidearms I then opened a bottle before chugging it down.

Water never worried me, seeing as the city had rivers here and there, but food was always a priority for me. Speaking of food, there were few apples that had rotten from being out of the fridge too long.

Looking at the black bag on the ground next to the counter, I walked over it and picked it up. I opened the window overlooking the streets and dumped the rotten apples out, letting it be food for the rats outside.

Once the bag was empty, I looked down and saw the mess of apples on the floor before closing the window. Throwing the bag onto the floor, I walked up to the front door.

I looked at the rifle leaning next to the door, it was my Nosler M48 TGR Hunting rifle with a fully detachable scope.

I picked it up along with ten rounds before opening the door and walked out of my room, leaving the door opened and heading towards the roof access.

After climbing up the stairs, I had walked out to the roof, seeing a cooler next to a lawn chair. I placed the rifle next to the chair before sitting down.

“Now…” I said, picking the rifle back and looking down the scope. I began looking down at the road beneath me before hearing the sounds of struggling.

Looking towards the source, I could see a scavenger fighting two infected runners. Focusing on the nearest runner, I fired.

Jace

Moving my way through the city I saw that there was little to no one around. I pulled my mask down to smell the place and quickly put it back on, I doubt that the enchantments are still up but the mask helps a bit. I smelled both the scents of rot and decay and the smell of the woods, kinda.

As I walked I heard the sound of movement from my right. I looked and saw two zombies come out of the building and saw me, I slowly went to my pistol, but stopped I have only fifteen bullets and it would make noise if I fire it, that would attract more of them.

I grip my cane and saw them rush at me, I jumped back and slashed at them, I missed by an inch and kept backing up. One of them was right in front of me and the other moved to the left of me, a loud bang and its head exploded. It fell to the ground, which made the one in front of me look that way, I took this chance to stab its head. The cane went right through it and as I pulled it out it fell to the ground. I place my boot on its head and stomped on it.

I looked at the other one and saw the entrance hole and looked where it came from, I saw a building with someone on top of it, narrowing my eyes I saw that the figure was trailing a gun onto me. I put my hands up and hold the cane above my head.

“You've got guts trying to fight them without a gun!” He yelled.

“Who says that I don’t have one, don’t want to waste bullets.” I yelled back. I looked around the place to see if more zombies came crawling out, rule one of dealing with zombies: loud noises attract more of them.

“You look lost, pal!” I heard him yell. I turned around and looked back at him.

“You could say that, mind if I come up I don’t like yelling stuff at you.” I yelled back.

“There's a fire escape in the alleyway!” He yelled back before leaving his spot. I looked over at the alleyway and headed over. When I got there I saw the fire escape, only that it wasn’t down. I shook my head and looked at the wall and backed up a bit before running towards it, then up it. I turned and grabbed the bars and pulled myself over it. I looked back and chuckled as I went up the escape.

After a few minutes I came to the top of the building and looked around. I saw the being leaning against a door into the building. He tilted his head at me.

“I'd normally shoot other scavengers in the city, but you seem to not belong here.” He said. I just shrugged.

“You could say that.” I told him as I looked over at the city. “So this will sound really weird but, where am I?”

“You're standing in the once proud city of Paradise.” He said with a roll of his eyes.

“Huh, not much of a paradise, but I’ve seen worse.” I told him. I looked down at my clawed hand and opened and closed it a few times. I pulled off the rifle and set it down. “Is it just you or are there others?”

“There are more survivors, most of them had high-tailed it out of the city.” He said as he walked to the edge with his rifle in hand. I nodded and looked away.

“Got a name? I’m Jace.” I told him.

“Ivan DeWitt.” He answered without looking and fired. Looking down, I could see what he fired at. It was another one of those zombies, this one carried a bag on its back.

“Nice shot.” I said to him. He nodded and turned to leave, to I guess to get the bag. “I got it.”

I looked down and stepped off the league. I fell for a few seconds until I kicked the side of the building sending me forward. I rolled to a stand and walked over to the body, grabbing the bag. I heard it groan so I punched it with my gauntlet hand, bashing its head in. I took the bag and went up the fire escape again.

When I got there I saw Ivan staring at me as I set the bag down and walked back where I was.

Ivan

Seeing the bag drop onto the floor, my gaze then landed on Jace before giving the streets one last look and saw nothing. I chambered another round and shouldered the rifle.

“What brings you into the city? People don't usually come here unless they're desperate.” I asked him as I walked passed him.

“Let's just say I just dropped in, oh and here.” he pulled something out of his coat and tossed it to me. I caught it and saw it was an unopened bag of jerky. “I don't eat much anyway, just small things here and there. I don't know how long I'm going to be here and with me, I would just lose it.”

I looked at the bag before shrugging and opened the door. I walked in, leaving the door open for Jace and continued walking down the stairs.

Once I was back on the fourth floor, I had waited for the newcomer before heading inside my room. After seeing him walk down the stairs, I entered my room and placed the rifle next to the door.

I walked over to the table, pulled a chair out before sitting on it, making me face the door as Jace walked in.

“I welcome you to my humble abode.” I said in a sarcastic manner. My place was shit, really, but it's where I sleep so I can't argue that much.

“Guess you haven't heard of spring cleaning.” I heard him mutter and rolled my eyes at the joke.

“So… what exactly brings you to the city?” I asked him again. He walks over and picks up an old toy that I found in my travels around the city, one of those cymbal monkeys.

“Well… there’s no real reason really, I just have the habit of showing up in places.” he told me. I frowned a bit and thought it over.

“There has to be a reason, it’s not like to appear in thin air.” He stared at me for a moment before sitting down against a wall.

“Traveling.”

“Traveling?”

“Yup, when hell broke loose I decide to travel, keep on the move youya know.” He explained. I eyed him for a bit.

“You best not be lying.” I said to him before standing up and heading towards the kitchen. “And for your information, everything went to hell over twenty years ago and you don't look older than thirty.” I said behind the counter.

“I take very good care of myself.” he said with a smile.

“Right.” I said as I took out a 9mm pistol from inside one of the drawers. “And what about your guns? It's not safe without at least an assault rifle or pump action shotgun.” I asked him. He stared at me for a moment, then pointed at the rifle next to the window.

“Well, I got that, and a pistol.” he said as he pulled out a 9mm. "Not much to work with but I’ve been in worst situations.”

I slightly shook my head. I looked through another drawer and found a pack of sticky notes. I heard clanging from behind me, I turned and saw Jace with that monkey and got it to work, which was something since it was broken when I found it.

It kept going for a second before he puts his hand between the monkey's arms. “Hush you.”

“How did you manage to fix that?” I asked him as I wrote down a few things on the small piece of paper before sticking it on the drawer. Once that was done, I walked over to the pile of canned food before picking four cans out of the pile.

“I have my ways, I'm one of those people who did many odd jobs to get by so I became a sort of Jack of trades.” he told me as he set the monkey down gently. "I'm also good at building and repairing stuff.”

“Maybe you'll be of use after all.” I mutter under my breath as I began placing the cans inside the drawer labeled Emergency only.

I turned just as Jace went from sitting to kneeling as he looked over at the window. "Alleyway, across the street.”

I went to the wall next to the window and peeked out, finally noticing that night had fallen. Across the street in the alleyway there were three figures walking out. I glanced over to Jace as he put one finger up.

“Before you ask, no they are not with me and how I know they are there I have really good hearing.”

“Must be the damn The Blood Skulls then.” I groaned before quickly grabbing my Hunting rifle again.

“Tell me if you can see them wearing spiked or salvaged metal armor.” I said to him before opening the window of the fire escape. Setting up, I looked down the scope, unable to see them clearly.

I moved a bit and saw something move into view. Jace crouches down and headed to a different alleyway and disappear into it. I blinked at this, for a big guy he moves fast.

I looked at the kitchen counter behind me, seeing my mask before quickly running towards it, picking it up then putting it on. Once back on the rifle, I pressed the small button on the side of my mask.

The lenses of the mask closed off before opening again, activating the night vision. Looking down the scope once more, I looked over the unknown figures and confirmed my suspicion.

Aiming towards the most heavily guarded one, I noticed his lack of headgear. I grinned before taking a deep breath.

Just as they stopped in the middle of the street, I pulled the trigger before reeling back a bit from the recoil. Pulling a small lever, opening the chamber for the bullet casing to pop out before putting in another fresh bullet.

Quickly aiming down the scope again, I aimed towards the man wearing scavenger’s trench coat that bore the Skull and fired once more, again reeling back from the recoil before popping the casing out and reloading.

I looked out the window, seeing the last one looking at me before taking out his assault carbine. He began firing at my position, making me unable to look out the window.

Leaving the rifle sticking out of the window and taking a quick peek towards the last man, seeing him hiding behind a derelict car.

Without looking through the scope, I pulled the trigger and almost lost my grip due to only holding the rifle with a single hand.

Jace

Even though I don’t have my magic the years of muscle memory of being a hunter never left. I ran towards the alleyway and saw a broken fire escape, using that I climbed it up it onto the roof. I quickly went over to the other side. I looked down and saw two groups of three, one group was heading down the alleyway towards Ivans home as another was heading a different direction, probably to flank the building. I looked up at the sky and saw that it was night time, I blinked at this and remembered my hunter training; my eyes adjust to the dark much quicker than normal and see as if it's day, whether it's from my magic or something else I don't know and honestly I don't care.

I looked around and saw a hatchet under a few boxes, I grabbed it and skirted around the ledge to the other group. I followed them for a bit until I heard the sound of gunfire. The group I was following spun around and went back where they came, this was the point I made myself known.

I jumped off the roof and landed on the one guy at the back of the group, I brought the hatchet down on his head and pulled it out and sprinted forward. The one guy brought his gun up to fire, but I grabbed it and pull the gun and him to me. I embedded the hatchet in his shoulder and used him as a shield as the last one opened fire on me. I moved my hand to the trigger of the gun and pointed it at the shooter's legs. The blast took the guy's leg off, he screamed in pain as I pushed the guy off me and walked over to him. I kicked the gun away and grabbed the guy's neck and lifted him up. At this time and during the fight I heard two shots ring out, I guess Ivan took care of them.

“Why hello there, nice night we’re having.” I said to him as he tried to pry my arm off. “I thought it was a nice night I came out for some stargazing, that is until a group of idiots came by and ruined it.”

“Let me go!” He said with a Spanish accent. I tilted my head a bit and looked around.

“What are you doing here?” I asked him bluntly.

“To kill the Ghost.” He said, struggling with his words. At this, I should take it seriously but…

“Aren’t you a bit old to chansing make believe?” I told him. He glared at me as he again tried to pry my hand. I then heard someone walking over to us. I turned and saw Ivan walking towards us. “Yo.”

Looking at Ivan, I noticed him wearing a gas mask as well as lenses glowing green. The man started struggling harder, almost as if his life depended on it.

“So… what do you want to do with him? Let him walk with a stump or...”

Ivin didn't answer only pulling out a 9mm pistol before firing at the guy's head. A bit of blood splattered on his mask and the man went limp. I sighed and dropped him and looked at the others as the sight settles in.

“Damn, old habits do die hard.” I muttered as I went over and took the hatchet and cleaned it. I saw that two of them have bags and a broken shotgun fell out, hmm, that could be a project for me to do if I'm stuck here.

“So… they seemed friendly.” I said to Ivan.

“I don't care much for jokes.” Was his reply before crouching onto the body and began looting the corpse. I rolled my eyes as I pulled the bag off the corpse and saw that the only things were a broken shotgun, some clothes and half of a piece of wood. I looked around in the alleyway and began to pick some stuff up, some pieces of metal, broken electronics, and a long metal pole. I turned and saw Ivan staring at me.

“Come on, if we stay here any longer we might come across some infected.” He said as he walked passed me. I quickly looted the rest of the body, a shotgun, ammo, and goggles, and followed Ivan. He didn't say much during the walk but if he did say something I didn't hear it since I was busy making measurements in my head.

Ivan

After making our way across the street, I had stopped just in front of the ladder. I looked back to the bodies of the dead gang members.

‘If there was one group, there's always more.’ I thought to myself before looking at Jace.

“You go on ahead, I'll scout around.” I told him before walking out to the street. Looking down at the heavily armored corpse, I saw that a flashlight hanging from the hip.

I bent over and picked it up before seeing if it would turn on. Once it turned on, I turned off the night vision of my mask before shining the light towards the cafe on the other side of the street. Moving the light towards the alleyway, I walked across the street and entered the alley.

I soon reached the center, seeing a cross way in the center. I flashed my light on each end, seeing nothing after hearing the crickets of silence.

I walked on the right pathway, this alleyway was littered with junk and scrap. I stopped and looked at the two buildings beside me. To my left was a very dirty window that was half boarded up, allowing me to see an abandon salon and to my left was a large hole in the wall.

Judging by the lack of bricks on my feet, this was a result of a break in. The building seemed like an old pawn shop, but by the looks of it, no one had looted anything from the place.

I then heard something running. Looking out at the streets, I couldn't see anything and turned around, intending to go back to my apartment, but stopped once again as I heard a can being kicked followed by a sound that is similar to a frog’s croak.

My eyes grew wide before breaking into a full sprint deeper into the alley, earning a screech from the monstrosity behind me. I heard it was closing it before tipping a trash can in its way, but heard it jump and with a side glance, I saw that it was on the wall still following me.

I managed to turn the corner just before it pounced, causing it to slam against the wall before quickly regaining its senses and continue the chase.

Once I ran out of the alley, I quickly spun around with the flashlight in hand before turning it on and began shining it on the monstrosity. I heard sizzling and its pained screech before dashing back into the alley.

I stood still waiting for the screeches to fade away into the distance. Once it did, I sighed before heading towards the fire escape.

“That was close.” I muttered under my breath as I climbed up the ladder. Once on the fire escape, I began going up the stairs.

Jace

“And this goes here and this goes there…” I muttered as I worked on a generator I found. I went exploring when I came back to the apartment, I headed down to the basement, that's surprisingly intact, and saw an old generator. Using the flashlight I found I took a look at it and saw some problems with it.

Sighing, I put the flashlight in my mouth and began working on it.

“And this should be do-AHH!” I yelled as the thing sparked once and began to hum. I stared at it for a bit before looking around some more, it seems that someone was going to do something and/or build something since there was some bricks, coal and an anvil. Seeing these things I knew that I could use them to build weapons.

I headed back up to the room and saw the light on. I turned and saw Ivan staring at me, again. “What?”

“Hasn't anyone taught you to not snoop in other people's home, especially nowadays.” He said. I tilted my head a bit.

“Nope.” I said as I settled down with the bag and pulled out the broken shotgun and started to fiddle with it. The outer case was busted, but the stuff inside was in good shape.

“Well, you shouldn't be, most of these things are ready to bust and trust me, I've looked for more.” He said as he placed the mask he wore on a table next to what looked like a car engine. I eyed it for a second before returning to my project.

“So… mind shedding some light on this ‘Ghost’ that one guy was talking about, now if you don't want to that's fine.” I asked without looking up.

“‘Ghost' is just a title. I was a part of an old group of ‘Ghosts' back when I was sixteen. We were a group of survivors that helped those in need. If anyone wanted a love one freed from the slavers, they’d contact us and we would delivered with little to no problem.” He said as he picked up an old monkey wrench.

“But then something happened.” I said as I pulled out an old radio and took it apart.

“Yeah, we were hunted down like animals by the infamous Blood Skullz. I'm the only one left and a bounty is on my head, but no matter how many patrols they sent or what weaponry they had, I will always be the last thing they'll never see.” He said as he began taking apart the engine.

I took the metal pole and made some mental calculations, I have everything to put it together, but not the equipment to put it together. Sighing, I put the pole down and started to that the other stuff out and took them apart as well, I have other plans for everything. Like landmines.

I looked out of the window and thought back to home, knowing that I would maybe not return scares me, but knowing me, I would just fall and get back in a dumb way, I looked back at Ivan.

“So you want me gone by tomorrow?” I asked him as I finished making my first trip mine, not a landmine but still.

“Your choice, not mine.” He answered after letting the wrench go and ripping something out of the engine. I eyed him for a second and went back to work.

“I think I might stick around, I get the feeling that things are going to become interesting.”

Author's Notes:

You know, I should put up a thing that says 'Will do crossovers and prequel to stories!' because I'm doing a lot of them :P

Anyway, another prequel chapter, well chapters since it was one giant chapter , with Legion.

If you see any errors, please comment on it so I can fix it, ty :)

See you in the next chapter :)