"How mad do you think he'll be?" Sweetiebelle asked as they went into the plastic coated hallway.

"Very mad." Isaac chuckled as he stepped over Applebloom.

"Ah bet he is." Applebloom snickered with Scootaloo.

They continued down, one of them occasionally tripping or knocking over something. They came upon a door, the only unlocked one and opened it.

The entrance had the plastic shredded to bits, an endless black expanse above and in front of them, save for the few lights. The way ahead was littered with pieces of junk they could barely see, walls, random bits and piles all across the way.

"Isaac, ah just realized something." Applebloom said staring out into the black expanse.

"What?"

"We haven't been attacked ever since we came on the ship." She looked up at him. "Do ya think they're, there?" She waved a hoof at the darkness.

"Yeah, they're there." Sweetiebelle said getting looks from the others. "I can hear them and smell them. Scootaloo, there's a Brute up ahead, get ready."

Scootaloo brought out her tentacles, replaced her horn for wings and even went as far to bring out her Flame thrower.

They all slowly inched forward, step by step. Sweetiebelle was in the front, nose high in the air like prince Blue Blood, ears perked up like like Rainbow Dash's wings when she walked in on Big Macintosh showering when she was staying at the farm. Isaac was in the back, Pulse rifle at the ready alongside Applebloom. Scootaloo was slightly in front of the two but still behind Sweetiebelle.

"Stop." Sweetiebelle said raising a hoof up. Her horn lit up and nudged a crate at the top of a wall in front of them.

Nothing happened.

"Huh, I guess-"

A Brute sent crates flying through the air, one of them knocking Isaac to the ground as it gave a roar.

"Now Scootaloo!" Sweetiebelle yelled. "Crush it!"

Scootaloo charged forward slamming all of her tentacles on it. It raised its bony arms before she could and grabbed them smashing them into the floor. It leaned down and bit into the fleshier ones.

"Get off!" She yelled as her own horn charged.

She fired off a shot of orange energy turning any area of it into a glowing goo. It let go with a defiant roar and looked to Sweetiebelle before charging. She barely had time to register what happened as it smashed its claws into her.

"Don't worry I'm up!" Isaac said getting upright again. Until Sweetiebelle slammed into him. "Ow..."

"Come on ya over grown ape!" Applebloom yelled as she jumped onto its back. "Pick on somepony your own size!" She made a gash in its left elbow before burying her Pulse rifle into it and pulled the trigger. It lifted its last claw, grabbed her and threw her at the others.

"Alright! That is fucking enough!" Isaac yelled taking out his Line gun, he aimed before firing. He blew off its last arm in a shower of burnt flesh and hot puss. "And fuck you!" He ran up to its corpse and stomped its head in for good measure.

"Ow... it hurts so much..." Scootaloo cried rubbing her wound. Her eyes were red from the tears, her fur matted down and her hooves coated in a thin film of grey blood. "Isaac, do you have anything to make the pain stop?"

"Hang on let me see." Sweetiebelle said walking up to her. "It did some serious damage." She grimaced at the wound.

It had taken a considerable chunk out of one of her smaller tentacles leaving a gaping wound. Grey blood oozed out from around the black tissue.

"I-I think I may know some healing spells." Sweetiebelle said. "I think I remember one that helps regenerate cells." Her horn started to glow a light blue before turning to green. "This might sting." She said as her eyes scrunched up in focus.

Scootaloo looked down at her tentacle and saw the muscle start to knit itself back together. She winced at the stinging sensation but made a face from the odd feeling of new cells. Slowly the muscle stopped and a thin layer of fat spread over it; after that the black skin crawled over the wound.

"Wow... where'd you learn that?" Scootaloo asked rubbing her tentacle like a cat.

"First of all its, 'Where did.'" Scootaloo rolled her eyes. "Second, I read a book on medical spells when we tried to help patients at the hospital."

"Wait, did you even manage to do that before?" Isaac asked.

"...Yes." She said quickly eyes darting down.

"Did you really?"

"Yes! I did test it out on an apple. I even did it when Angel lost part of his ear."

"Angel? Is he another pony? Or is it a she?"

"A he, and he's Fluttershys bunny." Applebloom said. "Ah'd say we need to keep going'. No use letting the Necromorph's come to us."

They all brushed themselves of before starting again, soon something up ahead was flinging the lights around.

"What is that?" Isaac asked.

"Another Brute." Sweetiebelle grunted. "And it brought friends." She raised her Seeker rifle and began to fire off rounds. "Lots of friends."

Soon the air was filled with the sound of Necromorphs screaming, hissing and roaring in rage.

"Look," Issac said. "We need to get to that lift and their in our way. Remember the mining lasers?"

"Yeah but what does that have to do with-" Scootaloo started.

"Were going to run them."

The three crusaders looked at him with wide eyes.

"Are ya insane!?" Applebloom said. "That's the worst idea if ah ever did hear one!"

"Remember, I'm full of bad ideas." He ran forward leaving them to shoot around him.

"Quick! We need to go after him!" Sweetiebelle said running after him.

Her other two friends shared a confused look before charging ahead.

They all soon caught up to Isaac in a hurry to gain as much distance as possible.

"Scootaloo, we'll need you to hack the terminal. And I mean faster than you have ever done." Isaac said. "Me and the others will hold them off. Applebloom, nothing fancy alright?"

"Right." She said sliding under the first necromorph. "Get ready!"

Isaac and the others slammed into the horde of Necromorph's, hitting, sliding and crawling their way through. All of them getting nicked on the tops and sides.

"Get off me!" Sweetiebelle yelled as one of them picked her up. She cut off its arm before running to the terminal ahead. "Hurry up! They're getting thicker!"

"Were trying!" They all yelled back as they busted out from a wall of Necromorph's.

"Fire!" Isaac yelled taking out his Line gun and Pulse rifle.

All of them started to blast away at the horde, limbs fell to the floor, chunks of flesh burnt or blown up in superheated plasma, Blood pooling at all of their feet and hooves.

"Scoots! How's it going!?" Isaac yelled out blowing off a Brutes arms.

"One more left!" She yelled back before a whirring was heard. "Got it!"

They all ran onto the lift. Once they were going up they watched in horror as the Necromorph's began to climb.

"Guys!" Scootaloo called out. "We've got Tripods!"

They all looked up and crawling towards them on the ceiling were three Tripods.

"Someone's going to have to hold them off so we can get up." Isaac said. "Otherwise they'll get the rest of us before we can run away." He sighed. "I volunteer-"

"I'll do it."

They all looked at Sweetiebelle who was slipping out of her suit. A clear grimace on her face as she looked at them.

"Sweetiebelle..." Scootaloo said putting a hoof on her shoulder. "You don't have to-"

"Yes I do." She said quietly but sternly pushing her friends hoof off. "I'm the only one who can't really die. I'll just keep regenerating. You may be immortal but you can't regenerate." She looked at them with tear filled eyes and a small smile. "I guess I'll see you all around. Maybe..."

Her blades shot out from her back and front hooves and her smaller tendrils tore out from her neck.

"Bye. And good luck." She gave one last smile before falling back first into the horde.