Author's Notes:

Sorry this took so long, school and stuff. But it's summer now, so I'll be able to upload a lot more often, hopefully.

“Applejack, I need you to listen to me very closely.”

Pinkamena said as she ducked back under the car, preventing The Silent Killer from seeing her, even though they knew where they were. Whether The Silent Killer was here to kill one of them, or it was just a coincidence, she didn’t know. What she did know, is that the heartbeat of The Silent Killer was the same as the heartbeat from earlier. More than likely, they followed her here.

“There is a sniper on the roof across from us, they are locked in on our position. More than likely, they’re here for me. This is my problem, I don’t want you involved.”

The bullet wound on her hand was already healing, a benefit of her healing factor, but the amount of blood she’s lost today is becoming a slight concern. She refrained from telling her it was The Silent Killer because she knew the kind of person Applejack is, and if the person who’s killed countless members of her family was here, no words would be able to convince her to leave.

“Now listen here! I’m not going to leave my friend to-”

She stopped talking when she looked down, seeing Pinkamena’s nails that had turned into claws, the same kind of claws that took her parents’ lives.

“Pinkie, are you-”

“You need to leave, not negotiable. I put a bounty on myself to earn the temporary trust of The Syndicate. Stupid, I know, you can yell at me about it later. This is no doubt someone who wants to claim the bounty, or just wants to kill me because of some grudge against The Syndicate. I’m serious AJ, get out of here, I don’t need or want your help.”

Despite how calm she was acting, Pinkamena could barely contain herself. This was The Silent Killer! The vigilante skilled enough to kill dozens of criminals, even ones from The Syndicate, and hasn’t been caught! Even Igneous had trouble with them! She knew she’d have to hunt them down and kill them eventually to earn the more permanent trust of The Syndicate, something she had been looking forward to, but not this soon!

“Well...alright, if you’re sure you’ll be okay. But how am I supposed to leave without being shot?”

Applejack asked, noticing that Pinkamena had clenched her hands into a fist, the claws digging into the palm of her hands drawing blood. She seemed to be slightly shaking, but she didn’t know if it was from fear, she was almost afraid to ask.

“Easy, well, for you. I’m going to put myself out in the open and let them shoot me, I should be fast enough to move so the bullet won’t hit anywhere vital, though it’ll hurt like a bitch, fingers crossed it’s not hollow point. You should have enough time to get in the car, they’ll be focused on me.”

“Wait! What about after I’ve left? You won’t have any cover, what’s stopping them from shooting you again after I’m gone?”

Pinkamena unclenched her first, extending her bloody claws, the wound already healing. Her shaking stopped and she turned towards Applejack, she couldn’t see it, but she knew she was smiling.

“That’s when the fun begins.”

Without saying another word, Pinkamena jumped out from behind the car, running towards the sniper. And, again, thanks to her improved senses, she smelt and heard the shot before it hit her. She was able to shift her body fast enough to where it hit her right shoulder instead of her head, the bad news is, this hoodie now had two bullet holes and a huge gash in the back of it, she liked this hoodie too. The shot was a lot stronger than the revolver, it actually knocked her back onto the ground, a huge bullet wound in her shoulder. But since the bullet passed through her, it began healing, though there was already a considerable amount of blood on the floor.

“OK...not hollow point, still fucking hurts!”

Pinkamena began to slowly get up, her hand over the closing hole on her shoulder. Applejack quickly opened the door to the car and got in, starting the car up. But before she could, Pinkamena heard the gun go off again. It hit the window of the driver's seat, easily breaking through it and just barely grazing her, shards of glass falling on her lap and in the seat around her.

“Go! Now!”

“Don’t have to tell me twice!”

Applejack drove away, The Silent Killer seeming to let her go, since they didn’t shoot at her anymore. Pinkamena pulled her hand away from the hole, it was healed enough to stop bleeding too much. She didn’t hesitate to begin running towards the building, barely dodging another shot as she felt it whizz past her ear. She put her claws in the spots between the bricks, it was barely able to hold her, but it was enough to let her climb up. She could feel her claws threatening to break each time she pulled them out and put them in another spot, but she ignored them, focusing instead on climbing up the building.

When she reached the top, like a lion to its prey, she pounced on the rooftop with her arms extended in front of her. But there was no target, instead, she just landed on the rooftop. It was darker up here than before, she was barely able to see, it made her question how The Silent Killer was able to shoot them. But thanks to her improved eyesight, she was able to see almost as if it were the middle of the day.

But she didn’t need her sight to feel the barrel of a sniper rifle against the back of her head.

“Not sure how you climbed up here so fast, but you made my job a lot easier.”

The Silent Killer said, their voice was extremely distorted, making it impossible to tell gender or emotions. The mask they were wearing must have had a voice changer in it, but that was fine, they wouldn’t need to talk after she ripped their throat out.

Pinkamena quickly turned around and pushed the barrel away faster than The Silent Killer could react, but they still fired the gun beside her head. Even though it had a suppressor on it, the sound of the gunshot right beside her with her heightened hearing still caused a sharp high pitched ringing in her right ear.

Like the picture, The Silent Killer wore all black, but it wasn’t one suit like she was expecting. They wore a dark black leather suit, but with the shape of it, it was obvious they were wearing something under it. The suit cutoff at their neck where their mask started, it was a darker shade of black than the suit. It covered their entire head, not revealing any facial features. But there were two spots that were brighter and seemed to be see through from the inside of the mask, but not the outside, those were probably where their eyes were.

Pinkamena, ignoring the ringing in her ear, left hand clenched in a fist towards their face, her right hand still wrapped around the side of the sniper rifle. She had decided to retract her claws, she wasn’t sure if she would need them yet. Before her fist even reaches their face, The Silent Killer let go of the sniper and jumped back, barely dodging. Pinkamena didn’t give them the chance to dodge again, she landed on her left hand and let go of the sniper rifle, using her left hand to push herself forward.

But it seems the leather suit had a few tricks up its sleeve, they pulled a combat knife from a hidden pocket in their elbow, and began running towards her. But as soon as they got close, they slid past her, dodging under Pinkamena’s fist when she tried to hit her. They lodged the knife in the back of Pinkamena’s knee, forcing her to drop to her knees. They stood up and tried to kick her in the side of the head, but she caught it in her left hand stopping the kick almost effortlessly.

“Alright, you wanna fight dirty? I’ll fight dirty!”

Pinkamena grabbed their leg with her other hand, and with monstrous strength, swung her around and threw her across the rooftop. The Silent Killer barely caught themselves, flipping backwards and landing on their feet, sliding back a few inches and landing near the edge. Pinkamena gripped the handle of the knife and ripped it out of the back of her knee, tossing it to the side. Pinkamena faced The Silent Killer, both of them on the opposite sides of the rooftop, the sniper rifle being in the middle. Neither moved, both had their hands at their sides.

Pinkamena was the first to move forward, as she began to run towards The Silent Killer, letting her nails slowly turn into claws. But The Silent Killer didn’t move, even as Pinkamena got closer every second. When Pinkamena got about a foot away, she jumped forward, her claws pulled back as she prepares to cut her throat open.

But, with speed that impressed Pinkamena, The Silent Killer pulled a black desert eagle with a suppressor on it from another hidden pocket in her suit. They shot her in the stomach and then sidestepped, letting Pinkamena fall on the floor. She was able to stop herself with her hands, ignoring the pain in her stomach. But before she could do anything, The Silent Killer brought their leg up as high as they could, and then slammed it into her back, pushing her into the ground. They then pointed the gun down at her and shot her three times in the back, and put the gun back in the hidden pocket in their leg.

They crouched down and looked at the claws on her hand, picking up her hand and examined them.

“Weird. Guess you didn’t like to cut your nails.”

They let the hand drop back to the ground, losing any interest in them. They were more interested in who was behind the mask, they pushed her on her back, revealing the four bullet holes in her body and the pool of blood under her. They look towards the skull mask, and began putting their hand under it to pull it off. As they began to pull it off, they stopped when they saw the mouth. It was too dark to make out the color of the skin, but it was all too easy to see the lion-like teeth poking out from her mouth.

“Fangs? What the hel-”

Before they could say anything else or pull off the rest of the mask, they were able to see more of her teeth when her mouth curved into a sadistic smile. One of her hands suddenly came up and wrapped itself around their throat, the claws barely avoiding stabbing them. As If she hadn’t even been shot, she began to get up, lifting The Silent Killer off the ground as she held them by their throat. The smile never left her face, not even when she pulled the mask back over it. Steam was coming from the holes in her body as she used her left hand to pull the bullets out, not even flinching as she did so.

“What...are you?”

Pinkamena dropped the blood covered bullets on the ground, then she pulled her hand back, this time, she wouldn’t miss.

“Your worst nightmare.”

Her hand shot forward, stabbing them in the side. There was a satisfying squishing sound as her claws entered their flesh, but whatever armor they had underneath was strong, she was barely able to break the skin. But before she could pull out and try again, they wrapped their arms around hers under the elbow, locking it in place.

“Well, luckily for me,”

They pulled her arm up by the elbow, breaking the humerus in half, the broken part of the bone was now sticking out of her skin. They then brought up both of their feet and drop kicked her chest, knocking her back and off her feet, forcing her to both let go of their throat, and to pull her broken arm out of her. The Silent Killer landed on their feet, not even needing to put a hand over where they were stabbed since it wasn’t that deep.

“I don’t usually remember my dreams.”

Pinkamena held her arm, slowly getting up and moving towards The Silent Killer.

“You fucking bitch! Do you have any idea how much that fucking hurts?! I’m going to kick your ass for that.”

Pinkamena said angrily as she set the bone back in place with a sickening cracking noise, hot steam coming off of it as it started to heal. The Silent Killer extended their hand, waving their finger, taunting her to come.

“Don’t disappoint.”

Pinkamena started running towards them, not able to use her other arm just yet, the bone and muscles were still healing. But despite that, she was still faster and stronger than normal humans, and she was intent on killing them. She swiped at them, and despite how fast she was, they were able to duck under it, if only just barely.

They swiftly punched her in the stomach, the same spot they first shot her. The wound hadn’t fully healed yet, but Pinkamena had a lot of experience with pain, she knew how to ignore it. She tried to grab them by the shoulder, but there were impressively fast, almost as fast as her. They grabbed the arm that was broken and twisted it, halting the healing process, but Pinkamena used this to her advantage. She further twisted it, breaking it again. She unnaturally twisted her arm around theirs, and then tried stabbing them with her arm. But The Silent Killer was more than just fast, they were also nimble. They jumped over Pinkamena, holding onto her arm as they landed behind her. They pushed the broken arm against her back, then shoved their knee against her back, pushing her into the ground. They quickly pulled out the desert eagle again, pushing the barrel against the back of her head.

“Just fucking die already!”

But before they could shoot, Pinkamena headbutted the gun, causing it to go off and shoot the spot beside her head. She then brought her unbroken arm around and shoved her elbow into their side, causing them to let go of her broken arm for a second, their knee coming off for a moment too. She took that second to push herself up with her broken arm, the pain becoming unbearable, but she persevered.

“Fuck off!”

Pinkamena grabbed the desert eagle with her other arm, putting the hand over the barrel. The Silent Killer shot it again into her hand, putting a hole in it and covering the barrel of the gun in blood. Pinkamena didn’t give them another chance to shoot, she pulled the gun out of their hand and tossed it to the side. Then she shoved The Silent Killer off of her, though they remained on their feet. Pinkamena leaped forward, taking another swipe at her. But In the middle of it, her vision began to get blurry as she began to see three of them, causing her to miss. She landed on the floor of the rooftop, feeling a strong wave of nausea.

“What...jus-”

Before Pinkamena could continue, she threw up on the ground in front of her. It wasn’t entirely blood, but she could see bits of blood in it. She could also feel herself sweating profusely, her world began to spin as she was unable to push herself off the ground, no matter how much she tried.

“Well, I have no idea what the actual fuck you are, but it seems even you have a limit. You seem to have some sort of accelerated healing factor, and your pain tolerance is beyond impressive. But,”

The Silent Killer walked up to Pinkamena, who was barely able to hold herself up by her arms. They put their foot on the back of her head, easily able to push her back to the ground.

“Seems you’ve lost too much blood today, if I had to guess? I’d say you’re suffering from hypovolemic shock, judging from the blood in your vomit. I’ve shot you five times, stabbed you, and broke your arm, twice. Now, your healing factor might save you. But,”

Pinkamena slowly looked up at them, she saw several Silent Killers above her, pointing the desert eagle down at her.

“I don’t think it’s good enough to survive a bullet to the head.”

Pinkamena saw seven Silent Killers begin to pull on seven triggers of seven desert eagles, but before she could shoot, Juno appeared behind them and stabbed their hand with the combat knife they stabbed Pinkamena with, causing them to drop the gun.

“Maybe not, but let’s not find out.”

Juno pulled out his own knife and tried to stab them, but they weren’t letting him stab them again. They kept the knife in their hand, knowing that if they pulled it out, it would start bleeding profusely, and he wouldn’t give them the time to bandage up. But as The Silent Killer jumped back, they picked the desert eagle back up with their other hand.

The last thing Pinkamena saw before darkness took her vision, was Juno running towards The Silent Killer while they pointed the gun at them, she heard it shoot as she fell into unconsciousness.