Two blackened Leaper's came from around the corners, he shot one in half with his Line gun while Applebloom gunned down another with her Plasma cutter.

They all ran forward, almost as they were about to turn a corner, Isaac heard the distinct sound of a Puker. He jumped back and shot it in the air.

"Puke on that fucker!" He waved a fist at it as they ran.

"Scootaloo! Throw me up!" Sweetiebelle yelled from behind.

He didn't turn to look but he saw Sweetiebelle hurdle through the air and knock a Necromorph down. He turned the corner and heard two Lurker's, he kept running but stopped when the corpse's fell in front of him. He stopped and looked up to Sweetiebelle, he gave a nod before running off again.

He opened the door ahead. The room was dark, had white lines on the floor outlining the coagulated blood pools, a small railed off area to the left and the door farther to the right ahead.

'Standard equipment storage compartments.' He thought. 'How civilized of Tiedmann. That bastard.'

He saw a Puker and two Slasher's come out. He watched slightly as Scootaloo decimated the Puker. He took out his Pulse rifle and unloaded a clip into the Slasher in front of him. When he ran out, Applebloom finished it off with a few Line racks.

He wasn't sure why, but he kept firing, him and Applebloom kept firing until the current clips were empty.

Satisfied, they reloaded and opened the next door.

When the door opened, a blackened Leaper and Puker were waiting.

Scootaloo grabbed the Leaper, and threw it at the Puker before firing off an explosive canister.

They ran to the next set of doors, Isaac hearing Applebloom as she stayed back momentarily to keep the other Necromorph's at bay with her Plasma cutter.

"Come on you acidic son of a bitch!" Isaac yelled firing off a grenade.

Scootaloo Swung out with her tentacles and pinned the Slasher to the wall before sticking the nozzle of her flame thrower directly into its mouth and pulled the trigger.

'Holy shit... now that's a bit overkill.' Isaac thought, entranced by the flames.

She kept doing it; she kept the trigger down until the fire was coming out from its chest. They reloaded again and went to the next door after moving a cabinet.

He and Applebloom ran out, he was about to fire when Scootaloo yelled for them to move. When he did, a stasis canister flew overhead followed by an explosive tank from her Flame thrower.

They all ran forward, Isaac stopping at the door.

"Sweetiebelle! Come on! We need you in here!" Isaac yelled over his comm as Scootaloo opened the door.

"Open the door and go in, I'll slide under!" She commanded.

They went in, before the door closed, Sweetiebelle rolled in and struck a pose similar to his when they dive-bombed from space.

"Now that's just showing off." Isaac said.

The room was dark but had a brownish light coming from the poorly cleaned windows. Rusted pipes lined the side and unsteady metal crisscrossed under foot.

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes. "How are we all doing on ammo? I barely used any."

"I might need more petroleum for my Flamethrower." Scootaloo said. "And maybe some Force energy? I'm not sure."

"I'm almost out on Pulse rifle ammo." Isaac said. "I have two clips left and one grenade."

"Ah'm almost out of Plasma energy and Line racks." Applebloom pouted. "Ah guess ah'm still good."

"Well, we'd better get going." Sweetiebelle said going to the lift. "The Marker isn't going to destroy itself, now is it?"

"Come on you two, we've got some deconstruction to do." Isaac said going onto the lift followed shortly by the other two crusaders.

He looked down at Sweetiebelle, who's ears immediately perked up.

"Guess who’s back." She said.

"Dammit..." Isaac sighed. "Do we even want to know where?" He said. 'Please don't tell us. For the sake of what sanity we have left.'

"Somewhere inside there." Sweetiebelle pointed at the door ahead.

"Then, let's see if we can't throw it off our trail." Isaac said getting out his Line gun. 'The fuck did I just think!?'

"Well show this thing why ya don't mess with the Apple's." Applebloom said taking out her Pulse rifle.

"It may not have a soul, but I don't have a heart for anything like that." Scootaloo said taking out her Force gun.

They all proceeded slowly, weapons aimed at the door ahead. Waiting to see it come open and a pair of blades to shred them to bits.

Isaac opened the door and peered in, lowered his weapon and took the first step inside.

"Are you sure-" He was saying but was cut off when the vent was ripped apart. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!'

The Ubermorph looked at Isaac, blinked and raised one of its arms.

Scootaloo sent it into the wall, holding it there while Applebloom got rid of the fuse.

They all ran in, and stopped at a dead-end.

'Fuuuuuu-' Isaac thought as he clenched his fists. They all looked back and saw the Ubermorph coming in.'uuck...!'

"Hang on, I've got an idea. I just need to check some blue prints." Scootaloo said, tapping away furiously on her screen.

she only focused on the screen all other noise was mainly static to her, her eyes narrowed, ears splayed back as she bit her lip, tapping away through all the blue-prints.

"There's only two ways this is going to end." Isaac said before running up to the Ubermorph. "And you’re not one of them!" He punched it across the face and jumped back to avoid a slash.

It swung at him again, he dodged it. The crusaders were nothing but static to him as he held its blades away from his chest.

"Whoo hoo, go Isaac." Scootaloo twirled a hoof around in mild interst before her eyes lit up. "I've got it! We need to throw it into the vent!" She yelled excitedly.

"Alright," Isaac groaned, holding back a pair of blades. "How do we turn it around? And, help goddammit!" He yelled.

"Isaac step back and go behind it, I need you to punch it!" Sweetiebelle yelled. "I'll do the rest!"

He groaned once and threw the blades down before turning around. Her went behind it and raised a fist. He looked at her and saw her horn glowing, out of the corner of his eye, he saw his own fist light up too.

'This is going to hurt like hell, but it'll be worth it.' He thought smugly.

"Now! Punch it!" She yelled.

He swung forward, and when his fist touched the Ubermorph, his fist flashed before a small explosion came from it and sent the Ubermorph back towards the vent.

"Ow... ow... this really hurts." He said cradling his hand. "It might be sprained at best." He moved a few fingers. 'Son of a bitch!'

The Ubermorph got up and continued walking towards them.

Applebloom ran first and rammed into it, making it stagger back a few steps. She retreated and let Sweetiebelle go next. She did the same and retreated.

Scootaloo shot her Force gun using the alternate fire mode and sent it right at the grate. It was only hanging on by its blades. Slowly, Isaac made his way over, a smile on his face.

'I should be able to have a little fun before I die, right?'

"This is Sparta!" He yelled. He turned back to see the crusaders give him questioning looks. "Hey, if I'm going to die in a few moments, I might as well have some fun."

They shrugged before going around the corner, himself quickly following. As they went out to the catwalk, they didn't hear or see a single blade dig into the side and raise its owner up.

The Marker.

"So, this is it." Sweetiebelle said.

"Eeyup." Applebloom said.

"The end game." Scootaloo said.

"Our end, that is. And its." Isaac said walking forward.

When they were almost at the light that was Nicole, a spike shot out and went through Isaac's shoulder. With a grunt of pain, he slowly pulled it out.

"The research we put in that Marker, is worth every life lost." A half Kentucky-fried half normal Tiedmann said limping forward with a Javelin gun.

'How the fuck are you still alive!?' Isaac thought, raising a hand as Teidmann fired another shot. 'And I'm a dumb ass for doing that. Fuck this hurts!

The crusaders stared, angered but also scared and let the scene play out for themselves.

They were at arm’s reach now.

"I won't let you throw all this away." Tiedmann said raising the gun.

He fired but Isaac swerved to the left and grabbed Tiedmann by the arm, broke it and was about to shoot a javelin through his neck when he saw Sweetiebelle staring.

'She deserves it more than me.' He thought. "Sweetiebelle, why don't you do it?" He asked.

"Me?" She asked. "I thought you wanted to do it, for your parents?"

"I never really knew them anyway. But, he did kill you at one time, remember?"

A grimace found its way onto her muzzle as she walked up to Tiedmann.

"What... are you going to... do to me?" He wheezed.

"Give you a taste of your own medicine." She said before her horn sprouted out from her head on a stalk and rammed into his skull.

Instead of the desired effect, he was still alive. Only, he was changing, healing too.

A small stub came out from his fore-head, his hands and feet melded together by their own digits. His face became longer, his sharper teeth flattened and his eyes became monstrously huge. When it ended, he was covered in a coat of brown fur.

"What... what did you do to me!?" He yelled shocked and furious.

'Damn!' Isaac thought, looking towards Nicole, he went over. 'It's now or never...'

She gently put her hands around his head, the light was still blinding but he could still see her.

"Thank you Isaac. Now... " She said sincerely, pausing to say the next words. "Time to die!"

The light turned back into the original yellow and brown, the lights in her face connected to him. he saw nothing but his own brains before landing on a floating island.

The lights were the same as before, the Marker, out in front of him, Nicole speaking from nowhere, yet, everywhere.

"Yours is the last body we need to be reborn!" She yelled. "The makers must be absorbed."

"The makers?" He asked confused. "You mean me? But Stross said we could destroy the Marker."

"Not if we consume you first!" She yelled appearing at the other edge of the floating rock.

"Goddammit, I trusted you!" he yelled, fury taking over all parts of him. "Fuck you!... And fuck your Marker!" He raised his Plasma cutter to her, and fired.

Followed by the crusaders firing too. He nodded them over and they stood there ground as the Pack, black and misty came out from the edges of the rock.

"Lets kill this bitch." Isaac said coldly.