In another part of the city, Dumbbell was just making his way through an alleyway, moving at a pace fast enough to keep out of the open but slow enough to conserve his energy. A quick glance at a burner phone he picked up from a local store told him it was nine in the morning. He'd been on the move all night, and fatigue was setting in quickly.

He was close enough to his gang's old hideout. "I should be able to keep off the radar there while I rest for a bit," Dumbbell muttered. "Then, I can get a hold of Dad, and he'll get me out of this mess."

Dumbbell knew he couldn't afford to get careless as he breathed heavily trying to calm his nerves. It became difficult for him to keep from getting too eager; Dumbbell knew the city well, and he knew that in just a few more turns, he would be home free.

“Dumbbell,” came a grim, familiar voice from right behind him causing him to jolt slightly. “Dumbbell Stallion!” Quickly looking behind him, Dumbbell nearly jumped out of his skin when he found Sunset standing a few feet behind him, a wicked grin on her face. As Sunset began to close the distance, she said, “Do you remember what you did to me, Dumbbell?”

“What the hell!?” He backed up quickly and clumsily. “How'd you survive the beating I gave you? You should've been out for weeks!”

Sunset smiled slightly as she replied,”Ah, so you do remember what you did to me. Good.”

Gulping as Sunset stared coldly at him, her eyes blazing with hate, he said, “What are you doing here?”

Sunset quickly closed the gap between herself and him as she smirked wickedly to him.

"I'm glad you remember, Dumbbell, because I sure as hell remember what you did to me. I recall every. Single. Detail. Of what you did to me"

The closeness made her scars clearly visible, and while the bruising on her face had since healed, the anger she bore in her heart clearly had not.

"What do you want from me?"

Sunset didn't answer right away, instead choosing to savor the fear she saw in Dumbbell. As Dumbbell began to tremble, Sunset finally replied, “Oh, nothing much. Just thought I'd have some...” her grin slowly turned into a deep frown as she finished, “fun.”

“W-What do you mean by 'fun'?”

Getting up next to him, Dumbbell having backed himself into a corner formed by a city dumpster and a wall, Sunset traced a finger over his chest directly over his heart, replying sickly with a light smirk on her face, “You hurt me, Dumbbell. You hurt me…badly.” Dumbbell backed further into the corner as Sunset continued cooing lightly. “Because of you, I was sent to the hospital, unconscious and on the verge of death, and for what?" She snarled before Dumbbell could reply, "A stupid post on Mystable!?”

Regaining his courage, Dumbbell yelled back, “You had that coming to you! That's what you get for posting about my mom. I did what the school wanted. I gave the students that you hurt posting our secrets a real hero!”

“Do you know what happened to me after I woke up in the hospital, Dumbbell?”

Trying to push past Sunset, Dumbbell sneered, “I imagine some doctor gave it to you real good, you whore. Not like you could say no.”

Sunset slammed him into the wall, as Dumbbell let out a pained yelp. She quickly twisted his right arm painfully behind him. "No, Dumbbell! I had it with all of you, I had it with trying and failing to prove that I've changed my ways! I took my own life, Dumbbell! But I came back, and now I want revenge!" Sunset calmed down, sighing as she smiled at him with half-lidded eyes. "And you know the best part? It's all thanks to you that I'm back. That thing you stabbed me with had enough magic to raise the dead. Funny how these things work out, isn't it?"

Sunset leaned in close, inhaling deeply. "Do you know what I smell coming off of you, Dumbbell?” Taking another deep inhale, she continued coldly, “I smell...fear." Letting go of his arm, she cooed sickly, "And I think I like it."

"Get off me, you bitch!"

Slamming his head into the wall again, Sunset yelled out, "Oh, a bitch, am I? Isn't this what you wanted, you asshole? Only a few weeks ago, you begged me to fight back, remember?"

Dumbbell used his free arm to elbow Sunset in the sternum and pushed her to the ground when she loosened her grip. "Alright, you bitch. You want a fight, you're getting a fight." Dumbbell cracked his knuckles. "This is gonna be fun."

Getting back up, Sunset snarled out bitterly, "I'm the only one that'll be having fun here. You're gonna end up wishing you were never born."

Dumbbell watched in terror as Sunset's eyes slowly changed from cyan to black, causing him to back away in horror, Seeing the look of fear in his eyes, Sunset sneered. "What's wrong, Dumbbell? Don't you like what I've become?" Her voice was deeper and multiplied, sounding as if several people spoke at once. "You put me through Tartarus, Dumbbell. I'm here to repay the favor!"

Dumbbell turned to run but was stopped when a powerful hand grasped the back of his neck. As Dumbbell struggled to get out of Sunset's unnaturally strong grip, Sunset looked at the old doors interrupting the brick of the alley walls. Finally, she found a door with a lock-staple on it. Grinning, she dragged Dumbbell over to it.

“You remember how you slammed my face into my locker, right, Dumbbell? Kinda like this!”

Before he could react, Sunset slammed the right side of Dumbbell's face into the lock staple until a loud, sickening crack sounded, forcing a scream from Dumbbell. As Sunset pulled him back to check her handiwork, Dumbbell spat a small glob of bloody saliva at her, saying, “Fuck you, bitch.”

"'Fuck you'? That's all you have to say?"

With blood oozing out of the right side of his injured face, Dumbbell said as best he could, "Yeah. Fuck you, Sunset."

With a slight frown, Sunset punched Dumbbell in the right eye, fracturing the bone around it, drawing another scream of pain from him.

“Aww, what’s wrong, Dumbbell? Didn’t like having your face all bashed in like that?” Trembling with rage, she continued, “Neither did I!” as she slammed him against the wall again.

Breathing heavily, Dumbbell reached up to Sunset's coat with his left hand. Sunset, seeing what he was trying to do, forcefully grabbed three of his fingers, breaking them like twigs.

“Oops, guess I broke your fingers. No more jacking off for you. I mean, I guess you could just use your other hand, but it's just not the same.” Sunset smiled wickedly, squeezing his broken fingers and drinking in his howls. "Aww, what’s wrong, Dumbbell? Does it hurt?" Her expression quickly changed as she snarled, "Or are you just getting off like you did when you beat me to a pulp?"

Screaming in pain, Dumbbell wrenched his broken hand from Sunsets grip. Undeterred, Sunset shoved Dumbbell to the pavement of the alleyway, causing him to roll onto his back.

“Please, don’t do this!” Dumbbell begged. Quickly reaching into his coat pocket, he took out his wallet with his good hand as he continued, “I-I’ll pay you whatever you want. Just stop.”

Unphased, Sunset grabbed him by the back of his coat collar. “You think this is about money?” Shaking her head, Sunset began dragging Dumbbell further into the alleyway.

“Please, I'm begging you!” Dumbbell pleaded. “I’ll give you anything you want! My dad's really rich and powerful. He can buy you anything at all.”

Throwing him into a trash can, toppling it as Sunset yelled out, “I don’t care about your fucking money, Dumbbell!”

Dumbbell's face hit several broken bottles inside the trash can as he slid down into the filth of the alleyway street, his wallet landing a few feet from him. Squatting down next to him, Sunset looked at him, then over to a nearby broken mirror leaning against the dumpster.

With a click of her tongue, she scoffed lightly, saying as she got back up, “Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. You also threw me into a display case back at school.” Grabbing him by his arm, she forced him to look into the mirror, “How do you feel, you little shithead? I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am.”

Looking over his shoulder, Dumbbell spat another bloody glob at her, saying, “Go fuck yourself with a cactus, you sadistic slut!”

Chuckling lightly, Sunset threw him face first into the mirror, watching in delight as the glass showered over him. He rolled over to his back, his face sliced up and bloody. Leaning down, Sunset picked up a piece of the glass, saying, “My, my. Such awful language. If I were a softer woman--like that traitor Rarity!--why, I might just faint at your filthy mouth.”

Kneeling on one knee, Sunset slowly pressed the piece of glass she held in her hand to his face, sliding it downwards and slicing the skin, causing Dumbbell to scream in pain. Laughing wickedly, she said, “That’s it, Dumbbell. Scream for me. Your screams are music to my ears.”

Standing up, she kicked him in the right knee, savoring the crack she heard, laughing while he howled in pain. Trying to stand, Dumbbell found the pain too much, and he collapsed into Sunset's chest. "Ugh, always after women no matter what, huh? Time for a bit of punishment," Sunset said, pushing him off of her and punching him several times in the face, breaking his nose. Once she was sure his nose was completely broken, she said, “Looks like daddy will have to buy you a new face! Good thing he's really rich and powerful.”

Sunset grabbed Dumbbell's good hand, violently twisting the wrist, snapping it. Hearing Dumbbell scream, Sunset said, "And there goes the other hand. Nope, no more jerking it. Too bad."

“Why are you doing this!?” Dumbbell asked, hurt and terrified.

Sunset sighed. “Why? Why, for kicks and pleasure, of course. And, oh, yes.” Sunset quickly grabbed onto his coat collar, pulling him in close and forcing him to gaze into her black eyes as he felt a warm sensation flowing down his leg. “It's because I don’t like you, Dumbbell. I mean, really! After everything you've done to me, you seriously have to ask why I'm repaying the favor? Go fuck yourself, you idiot!”

Picking him up as she stood up, Sunset threw him head over heels into the dumpster, watching as his body twisted painfully to the right.

Regaining his courage, Dumbbell held his right side he spat out blood, saying, “When my dad gets done with you, you’ll wish you never came to this world, you cunt!”

“Now, what did I say about that language, Dumbbell? I knew you were stupid, but to think that you can get away with talking to me like that? You just keep getting dumber.”

Before Dumbbell could react, Sunset lunged in, kicking him below the sternum, forcing him to double over. Sunset stomped on his lower and upper back, and all the while, Dumbbell screamed and begged for her to stop. His words fell on deaf ears as Sunset shuddered in ecstasy at his shrieks. “What’s that, Dumbbell?” Sunset said in sickly sweet voice. “You want more of the same? Well, far be it from little ol' me to get in the way of what a guy like you wants.”

Rolling him to his side, Sunset stomped hard on his ribs. Hearing them break, she cooed, “Does it hurt, baby? Oh, well. Too fucking bad, you bastard. You’re getting what you have coming to you.”

“Sun--” Dumbbell tried to say before he felt another kick to his lower back, causing him to scream in pain.

“Fuck you, Dumbbell! You hurt me, and now, it's payback time. So shut the fuck up, you motherfucker!”

Looking back to the broken mirror, Sunset walked over to it, leaving her prey to bleed on the ground. Picking up the bloody piece of glass she used earlier, she walked back over to him, rolled him over onto his back, and straddled him.

“You stabbed me with, the Demon's Heart, Dumbbell, the worst and stupidest thing you did to me that day. You didn't even think about what it was, why is was pulsing, or what it could do to me. You just wanted to hurt me.” Sunset raised the broken piece of glass above her head with the sharpest point pointed down towards Dumbbell's chest. “Well, I know this isn’t the Demon's Heart, but it will have to do.”

Sunset plunged the piece of glass downward, jamming it into Dumbbell's chest just below his left shoulder. With a slight twist, she broke the piece in two, leaving one piece in him and taking the other with her.

Sunset looked at Dumbbell's blood covering her hand. With a shuddering breath, she licked up a large portion of it, her eyes glazing over as she lost herself in the taste. The moment was short. Dumbbell's whimpering brought her back to reality. Wiping her blood-soaked hand under her nose, Sunset took a quick glance to her right. Seeing Dumbbell's wallet, she picked it up and took a quick look inside ignoring a piece of folded up paper behind his credit cards, saying to herself, "I'll just keep this. The credit cards alone have gotta be worth a lot."

Dumbbell groaned in pain, "Please, Sunset."

"Oh, I almost forgot about you. Thanks for reminding me."

Tucking the pilfered wallet into her inner left coat pocket and getting up, she was about to kick him again when a squad car pulled into the alley, the sirens having gone unheard in her passion and violence.

“Hold it right there!” the officer yelled, getting out of his car. As Sunset quickly kicked Dumbbell in the head, he pulled his gun and said, “I said freeze!”

Sunset turned around looked at the officer and his partner, smiled sickly to them, and said, “He’s all your's, officer.” With that, Sunset quickly turned, dashing further into the alleyway, laughing.

"Damnit, I said hold it!"

Sunset just raised her middle finger as she ran further into the alleyway.

The officer fired a few shots, but each bullet missed. His partner dashed after her in pursuit, but, deciding to tend to the fallen teenager rather than pursue the fleeing psycho, the first officer pulled out his radio. “Dispatch, we have a ten-eighty-five. Suspect fleeing the scene on foot. Teenage female with red and yellow hair, wearing a black, leather biker jacket over an orange and pink minidress with black and purple, knee-high boots.”

“Copy that. Back up on the way. Do you need an ambulance?”

“That's an affirmative, Dispatch. Send one to Madison and Fourth Street. You'll see my car at the front of the alleyway.”

“Copy that. Ambulance en route.”

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“Damnit, I need to get out of here,” Sunset thought to herself. After running a bit longer, she found a fire escape further in. “Hah! That'll do.”

Running for it, Sunset looked behind her as she heard another officer dashing toward her. "Hey, you! Hold it right there!" the officer yelled.

With a sick grin on her face, Sunset turned back around and sprinted, jumping into the air and grabbing onto the nearby fire escape ladder, making her escape just as another squad car pulled up on the other end of the alleyway.

Officer Brushed Jade got out of the new car, looking up just as Sunset raced up the fire escape, stopping only to look down to the officers below her. Jade frowned when Sunset gave a two-finger salute with a clear grin on her face before she continued to make her escape.

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