Trixie stared at Agent Xero for a a split second. The undying hate that was in the azure unicorn's eyes was directed at him. Twilight was shocked at the scene she saw. There were corpses all over the floor.

Trixie looked up at the next floor, the one that their former employer was on and then back to Xero. "Silent Night, Katar. Get the others to safety.This is something Trixie must do alone."

Silent Night nodded. Katar wasn't about to leave though. "Trixe, if you intend on saving Sigma by yourself, your insane."

Silent backed up Katar by saying. "You know this is a one-way trip. The boss is in charge for a very good reason. And judging from what they did to Mirrors Edge and Razor Wing, or Xero and Mane as they liked to be called now, he will be the best of both of them put together."

"Trixie knows all of this. Now go, Trixie doesn't want any distractions."

Rainbow and the others left, leaving Silent Night, Katar, and Scootaloo. "Katar, look after Scootaloo until she gets back to ponyville for Trixie, okay?"

"As you wish." They left without another word; tears in the eyes of her former teammates.

Trixie focused on the wounded Xero. Now, what shall Trixie do with you?" she said, slowly walking towards him.

"Ha, you call yourself great and powerful, but you are nothing." he scoffed.

"Trixie may not be great and powerful, but you are weak and defenseless. Look at you, your body is broken and your powers of flight taken away. Trixie is just getting warmed up."

"Fuck you bitch." Xero yelled.

"Leave, now. Trixie is giving you this one chance. In this state, you won't last a minute against me. For old times sake, leave before you get yourself killed."

Xero thought about this for a little while before swearing under his breath. He walked past Trixie and down the stairs to the check on Mane.

Trixie began her climb to the next level. Once arriving, she saw the three assassins lounging around while some ponies treated their injuries.

Starscream saw her first and rushed her. He didn't get far because of his broken wing. He it the ground with a thud. Trixie picked him up and threw him against the wall head first. His fractured skull completely broke under the pressure. A piece of the bone stabbed his brain, effectively killing him.

"Wait, stop. We can't fight anymore. Have mercy." Vinyl begged.

"How much?"

"Huh?" Vinyl was confused.

"Vinyl, your retarded." Octavia said. "fifty thousand, if you let us leave in our current condition."

Trixie laughed. "Trixie doesn't need your bits. But since you're offering, give them to a filly named Scootaloo."

Octavia was confused now. "Why don't you...oh. Very well. Its been a pleasure knowing you."

Without another word, she continued into the lobby of the room that the boss was in. There were two guards, both earth ponies. Once they saw her, the first one rushed her. She picked him up with magic and threw him into the second.

Both stunned, she then picked them both up and threw them out the window to the ground below.

Turning her attention to the door, she ran at it. When she slammed into it, it burst open. The scene in front of her wasn't pretty.

Sigma was tied to a chair covered in blood. Half of his teeth had been ripped out, his jaw broken. A kidney removed and his small intestine was sprawled out on the floor. His eyelids were cut off and his horn broken off. Blood flowed freely from numerous cuts across his body. The only thing keeping him alive was a faint yellow glow that surrounded him.

"Sigma!" Trixie yelled. She rushed to his side and started untying him.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. That chair will keep the occupant alive while the remain in it. A useful device for interrogation or if I'm bored." the boss said, emerging from the shadows.

She ignored him and got his restraints off. She didn't try to remove him from the chair though. "I will never forgive you for this." Trixie said. abandoning her usual third person speech.

Sigma, by some means of being awsome and stuff, heard her.

Fuck dude, she came for us.

Why? Doesn't she know that this is suicide. Now we both get to die.

Trixie threw caution to the wind and rushed him. The charge was futile at best as the boss picked her up with telekinesis and started hurling her into everything in the room. Each hit broke a bone. This continued for a minute before he stopped.

Come on brain, we have to help her.

How? We will die in a matter of minutes if we leave this chair.

Oh well, its about time for us anyway. I didn't expect to survive once we got here anyway.

True, its only a matter of how and when.

"I'm bored, time for you to die." the boss said. He started to push her out the window.

Sigma, out of pure awesomeness and adrenaline, got up and ran toward the window. He made it right when the boss dropped her.

"Trixie!" The two minds of Sigma yelled before jumping after her.

He caught up to her in mid flight. Sigma latched himself onto her and angled himself so he would hit the ground first, soaking the majority of the impact."

Sigma's last thought was this. Now, we may rest in peace. right before hitting the ground. The impact knocked Trixie out.

Three days later

Trixie woke up in Ponyville General Hospital, Intensive Care Unit. Her first thoughts were, in this order. What happened? Where am I? How did I get here? Where is the nearest restaurant, I'm hungry. Wait, what happened to Sigma. Where is he? Dammit, he better be okay.

It took her a while to remember, but when she did, she cried for a long time.

Her eyes were red for the entire time she was in the hospital.

Two weeks later

Trixie, Katar, and Silent Night stood at the funeral service for Sigma. There was no body for them to use, so it was just a formality.

Aside from those three, Scootaloo, The Elements, the Receptionist from the Gomorrah, and a handful of squatters from Los Pegasus were there.

The priest gave his sermon and the casket buried. Silent Night cried into Katar's shoulder. The Elements were all depressed, even Pinkie had her mane down in a way that told everypony that she was depressed. They all were teary-eyed, except Rainbow who just sniffled. The receptionist wasn't crying either. The squatters were all balling their asses off because in their eyes, they just lost a hero. Trixie was stone-faced. Scootaloo had her head buried in Trixie's foreleg.

"If anypony would like to say something, now is the time." The preacher said.

Trixie cleared her throat. "Sigma was a amazing stallion. He wasn't just a friend to me, but a brother to all who served with him." she coughed before continuing. " When we first met, he treated me like any other filly. It wasn't until later that he accepted me as a friend. Our relationship started with nothing more than mutual benefits. I taught him magic and he protected me from others. Eventually, he found his way into the protection industry. Strangely, he asked me to join him. I agreed and from there, we met Silent Night and Katar." She dried her eyes and sniffled a bit before saying. "Most of us were orphans. Our family lives, if any, were terrible. The four of us became a family. Later, the family grew by two. Mirrors Edge and Razor Wing. The six of us did everything together. It wasn't until Sigma tired of his job that we started to fall apart. When Sigma quit, the rest of us resigned shortly after. Sigma, by far, was the best at his job. The boss didn't like losing him so he foalnapped me so he could control Sigma. He was forced to do the boss's will for years before I managed to escape. Once I did, we ran away together. Over the weeks, we got into fights, a lot of them. It got so bad that we went our separate ways." Trixie finished.

The hours after the funeral were simple, but decisive. Trixie was allowed back into Ponyville to live in. Half of the bits that she got from Octavia went to the towns treasury. Scootaloo had to go back to the orphanage. Silent Night and Katar would stay a while longer before heading back out to Celestia knows where. Goodbyes were said and with that, it all ended.

A mare was frantic. "Oh no, how could this happen? Why was I so stupid?"

She stopped to think. Who is it? I think it was that one stallion, what was his name...Sigma, that's it.

She sighed. "I can't believe I did that. Now look at me."

She started to cry. "I'm pregnant."

AN: Dun dun dun. Did you really think that this was it. Of course not. how could I end this story so abruptly. This, my poor saps, is the first part in the series: My Little Hitcolt. Now, this also was an epilogue and first, I'd like to thank you for reading this. It fills my heart with rainbows. Until then, this has been a ThePopeMobile100 production. Licensed by me. Wrote by me. Edited by me. And you best hope, not being read by you. Next Chapter: School Days Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 3 Minutes