Author's Notes:

And so, a revised and repaired chapter is up. I do plan on explaining more when we get to the next chapter. Hopefully this one is a bit better.

Enjoy.

Trixie's eyes slowly started to open up. Her vision was a bit fuzzy, but the images in front of her starting to become clear. Right before her eyes, she could see a small light shining in her face. And what appeared to be a person right before her eyes as well.

Once her eyes fully opened up, she saw the girl in front of her offer a cup with a liquid.

"Here. Drink this."

"Wha... what is it?" Trixie moaned.

"Something to make you feel better. It'll help with the pain."

Trixie wasn't sure what was going on. Should she accept it, or should she not? Without even thinking, she accepted.

"O-Okay..."

The girl gave her the cup and Trixie took a single sip.

"There you go."

Trixie cringed a bit. "No offense but... yuck," gagging and sticking her tongue out in disgust.

The girl didn't reply with a nasty tone or even any anger. In fact, her face was so vacant she had almost zero expression on her face. All she could see was just this blank neutral face that didn't express anything. But she took the cup and set it on the little table next to her.

"Ugh, Maud! Please tell me we don't have to take her to the hospital," a gravelly voice yelled from the side.

The girl turned her head. "She's going to be alright."

Trixie rubbed her eyes and pulled herself up. But her attempt made her wince and groan from the pain, feeling the bruises and the cuts she put into herself from the fall.

"W-Where am I?"

The girl blinked for a second, but still looked at her blankly. "You're in our camp out, here in the mine shaft. Limestone and I carried you in here after we heard you screaming and falling deep into an unchecked cavern."

"Unchecked is an understatement. How did we not even see it!?" The gravelly voice yelled from off the side. The sound of gears turning and whirring followed suit. "Still, I have to hand it to her. She found herself a whole lot of gold."

"I-I found what?" Trixie said, feeling her forehead.

"You found gold. And because you found it, we gathered a bunch for you. Considering you found it."

"Oh, well... t-thanks, I guess," Trixie felt her jaw, "Agh, ow... wait a second. Wait a second. Why am I missing a tooth!?"

"You hurt yourself really bad when you fell. Limestone and I checked, and you lost a tooth from the fall."

Trixie cupped her mouth, screaming into her hands.

"Oh my god, my teeth were fine and now I've lost one!?"

"Relax."

She turned her head and looked up at the girl who was standing before her. A girl with gray-bluish skin and short haired stared down at her. Most noticeable thing about her was the limestone colored eyes, and the gold tooth she was flashing at her.

"You can get yourself a gold tooth, easy. You found it, so you can get a new tooth to replace it," Limestone replied, sounding a bit bitter.

Trixie wasn't sure how to respond. "O-Okay, I guess. W-Who are you two, anyway?"

The girl who sat by her bedside had much more gray skin, but with longer hair that reached her shoulders. But even her blank expression carried to her voice. Her voice was monotonous as it got. She could pose as a robot and no one could tell the different.

"My name is Maud Pie. And this is my sister Limestone."

Trixie blinked. "Wait... Pie? Are you two by any chance related to Pinkie Pie?"

"Yeah, we are. Why?" Limestone asked.

"Well, do you know that--"

"She was turned into part of a Hydra monster, and was blackmailed by that Sunset Shimmer girl all this time. We know, she told us everything. Pinkie was practically melting down by the time we picked her up from school last month."

Trixie slowly pulled herself up, feeling a little better than before.

"Well, if you know then, is there any chance you know if she's with you, like, right now?"

"She's home right now. And we got a call from her saying you hurt her feelings."

Trixie was appalled. "Me? How did I hurt her?"

Limestone grabbed her by the shirt, yanking her close and staring her dead in the eyes.

"She tried to be kind to you and you rebuffed her affections. Look, I know she hasn't earned your trust and all that, and she tried to kill you like a few times, but she's an extremely fragile kid."

Trixie huffed. "How was I supposed to know? And why should I be kind to her since she kept bullying me without end mind you?"

Limestone huffed and glared at her. "Because even though Pinkie Pie screwed up, hard, she's not entirely bad. And I can tell when she's trying to be genuine. She said specifically she made you a cupcake as a means to start anew."

Trixie raised a brow. "How?"

"Lime Sense."

Trixie just shook her head, confused.

"Okay, I won't understand how that--OH MY GOODNESS!" Trixie shrieked and nearly jumped back.

"What?"

"Y-Y-Your..."

Limestone looked down and rolled her eyes. "Oh, I know."

"Your arm!"

Limestone raised her left arm up, which made a whirring sound effect. To Trixie's total shock, there was no arm. Only up to the elbow was there real flesh. But the rest? There was no hand or flesh there. It was all a mesh of spare parts of bronze, steel, and mechanical engineering. A small hatch was locked on the top of where her wrist would be, and sticking out of a hole was a small pick axe.

"You... you have a... prosthetic arm?" Trixie stuttered, trying to take it all in.

Limestone sighed. "Yeah, I do."

"That's... that's kinda cool, you put your tools through there? How does that work, do you just slide them in that hole, is there some kinda opening and placing thing you have there?" Trixie asked, sounding a little less scared.

Limestone rubbed her temples with her other hand. "You know, the idea of it is a lot cooler than the reality."

"I know, its just... I'm sorry, this just looks so cool to me! H-How did you put this all together?"

"That's not a question we really ask her," Maud said.

Trixie's cheeks flushed. "Oh, uh, sorry, sorry about that, I uh..."

"Don't sweat it, okay? But as long as we're talkin', do you know where any of my tools went?"

"Um, no, I don't."

"Dang it!" Limestone ranted. "I swear, Maud, we have to find that girl, what was it, Moon Lover... Moon Shaker... whatever her name is, and tell her she can't just take what's hers." Limestone beat the pickax against a small geode, breaking it in half. Within were a few shiny blue crystals within.

Trixie instantly jumped off from the bed she was in, right back up on her feet. A serious look came to her face and she looked to Limestone.

"Wait. You're saying there's a girl stealing your tools? Any chance you can describe her?"

"I don't know but... actually, I honestly don't really know. We barely see her, and she barely says a word. Not really a talkative type." Limestone shrugged, beating her pickax against another rock.

"I do know where she is though."

Trixie perked up. "Really?"

The three of them made it outside the mine, staring at one of the brick walls of the steel mill. Up above, they could see several windows once retaining glass were now reduced to nothing but shards. But there was something amiss. A few of them had been boarded up like if no one was to see inside. But those boards didn't look old...

"She's up in that third floor, room on the left." Maud pointed.

"How do you know that?" Trixie asked.

"Maud Sense. It allows me to find whoever I'm looking for," Maud looked at Trixie. "How come you're trying to find her?"

Trixie looked back to Maud and Limestone. "Its a long story, I'm afraid it'll take too long to explain. But all I know is, she's got my par-dah, I mean friend! Friends!"

Limestone raised a brow at her. "You know, if you're dating another chick its not something to be ashamed of."

Trixie's cheeks went red. "R-Right, of course."

"Is there something going on with her?"

"Sort of. Its hard to explain, I've gotta go!" Trixie ran off.

Maud and Limestone watched as she left, running for the inside of the building. Limestone raised her fake limb up, the tool being replaced with a pair of tongs which clapped together.

"You know something Maud... I have a feeling whoever is inside wants to do something bad to Pinkie Pie. I can feel it," Limestone growled, the gears in her arm turning and whirring.

Trixie ran inside the building as fast as she could, gunning for the stairs. She ran up as fast as she could, but she slipped when her foot went through the floorboards. Rotten and weak, but at least she'd be out soon.

Coming up the stairs, she turned around and headed straight for the other set of stairs. But she stopped when she heard the sound of running footsteps. She stopped and she waited. Where were they coming from? When just at that moment, from the corner of her eye, she saw a girl running down the hallway.

"AAAAAAHHHH! Aria's going to kill me!"

Octavia dashed screaming and panicking right past Trixie, not even realizing she was there. She was too scared and frightened to even look back. Confused, Trixie looked down the other hall, looking to where Octavia had been running from. Nothing. Not a sight, not a sound, not a thing.

Shrugging, she ran up the second set of stairs, finally reaching the third floor of the mill. Now she was finally at the top. Now it was just finding her location. She walked towards one of the windows, gazing outside. She could see right into the courtyard. Only on the side from the wall she needed. Walking down the hallway, she stood before a set of three different doors. Remembering Maud's words, she walked towards the third door which had a big number 3 painted on it. The other ones near her were labeled 1 and 2. Obviously a final challenge.

"Oh, you're done now... you think you can hide from me? I know who you are now," Trixie growled. Thank you Limestone...

She put her fingers against the door, feeling the weak wood that was peeling away. Then with the fuel within, she useed all her might to use her foot as a battering ram. Trixie kicked the door open, allowing it to slam against the side of the wall. Her nostrils flared and her fists were clenched so tight they could turn pale. She stomped into the room, not caring about what damage she could cause next. She turned her gaze to the black head that was seen in the chair.

The rolling chair slowly spun around, facing Trixie. A black mask covering the entire body and head, making the identity impossible. Well, not entirely impossible. The spandex was so tight it stuck to the body, showing off the figure's curvy hips and chest.

"Trixie. I'm surprised to see you here. But I am glad to see you're here. Nice costume by the way," The Markless replied, calmly.

“Just give up the act. I know its you, Moon Dancer!”

“... You’re a buzzkill, you know that?” The Markless spoke.

The Markless slowly rose up from the chair, moving as slow as possible. Then, reaching behind the head, the figure unbuckled a few straps, allowing the mask to fall off. Once it was off, a spandex tight head piece was yanked off as well, allowing the figure to reveal the true colors beneath. Underneath that mask was exactly who she had expected. A girl with red hair with a purple streak, and yellow-tan skin.

“Remember me, Trixie?” She said.

Trixie gasped. She recognized this girl. It was all coming back to her now.

“I KNEW IT! I knew it was you!“ Trixie yelled. “But wait… why?”

The girl let out a small chuckle, with malicious intent.

"Oh Trixie... you don't get it, do you? The Rainbooms need to pay for their sins. They've been let off time and time again for the crimes they committed, completely unpunished... and there's only one way for them to finally be rid."

"But this makes no sense! Why go after my friends if you just want to get back at the Rainbooms?"

Moon Dancer quietly giggled. "Oh... because there are no innocents here. No one is innocent here. Those Dazzlings, living here for over 1,000 years, inflicting pain onto the great people of our nations... They need to go away, for good. And when I found out their existence, oh the people... those I once called my friends, and those who I thought were my family... they all claimed I was crazy. But deep down, I knew who they really were. Monsters."

Trixie didn’t like the sound of her voice, especially that condescending and mischievous demeanor. She gulped, hearing the disturbing chuckle from her throat.

"I begged and begged, but they wouldn't hear it," Moon Dancer said with a joking demeanor, "so they sent me to a mental institution, claiming I was crazy. But they just didn't know it... So I spent a year or two in that mental institution, awaiting for the day I would be released. But I vowed to never give up until I hunted them down..."

Trixie felt her body trembling. All of these words coming from her former friend. She only thought they were going to get worse and worse as she talked.

"Oh, and take a look at this..."

She threw a single folder at Trixie. Trixie unfolded the papers, and she skimmed through some of the documents as quick as she could.

"Abusive parents... claims existence of immortal sirens... extensive family history of unstable mentality..." Trixie gasped. She dropped the folder, completely in shock. Her eyes bulged out of her glasses as she looked back at the girl standing before her with a crazed grin on her face.

"Oh, what's the matter Trixie? I thought you knew. You're my friend, aren't you?" Moon Dancer giggled.

Trixie growled and she slammed the folder down on the ground still holding the doctor notes.

"You're not my friend. You were never my friend! Not after everything that's going on right now!"

Moon Dancer's smile turned the other direction, her smile slowly starting to turn into a grimace snarl. Trixie felt her heart sink. She didn't even realize what she had just said until now. But she was still mad.

"Moon Dancer, listen to me. You are not thinking straight, you're not well, you're clearly unstable, just listen to me right--"

"Oh I'm not going to listen to you. You've made it clear, I'm not your friend. Well... if I'm not your friend... then I will be... your enemy."

Trixie's blood began to boil and she grit her teeth together, exposing the hole of the lost tooth. "Shut up," Trixie growled.

Moon Dancer glared. "I'm sorry?"

"Shut up! Just, shut up already! Where's my friends? Tell me now!" Trixie ranted.

"No need to get angry, Trixie. I've got them right here."

She hit her hand on a button, and off to the sides, two single doors raised up. And behind both of them were Aria Blaze, and Sonata Dusk. Both of them were terrified out of their lives, and they were still bound and gagged just like they were in that video broadcast. Their hair was messy and they struggled to get free of their bonds, but it was no use.

Trixie was horrified to see them in this current state. She couldn't have imagined what they were going through right now. But there was one little problem…

"When I said I wanted my friends back, I meant all of them. Where is Adagio?" Trixie growled. But then, she stopped. A thought hadn't occurred to her before. "Wait a minute... how do you even know that they’re Sirens!?"

"Oh, Adagio? She's very close, actually. Always has been," Moon Dancer said, not even caring. She slowly began to walk to her desk, but she looked back to the girl with the lost tooth. A small leering grin crept up on her face, heavy mischief all over. "But as for how I know everything… You never knew this, but I was always watching you. And you never realized how much I've been close to you and your social activities. Oh, and next time Trixie? If there is a next time, watch upon whose toes you step in. Watching where you step, wouldn't hurt either."

Trixie blanked. What could she possibly--oh no. Looking down, she saw her feet were standing directly onto a big circle with a red X on them.

"Oh no," Trixie quivered.

"Oh yes."

She looked back up, and she felt a sharp needle pinch her shoulder. Looking down, she saw a small dart had hit her in the right spot. She went to try and pull it out, but she felt a little funny. Her vision was starting to get a little blurry, and the room started to get a little dark.

"I'm sorry Trixie. But I can't let you do this. I didn't want to do this, but you broke the rules. So... I'm gonna have to confine you to another spot."

Trixie tried to keep herself awake, but her attempts were futile.

"I'll get you for this... Moon.. Shaker… thing..."

Trixie fell down like a sack of potatoes. She didn't even see the shadow of Moon Dancer looming over her. And it was all lights out from there...