As the ponies slept in their small plush beds, the storm over head brewed more.

A bolt of lighting here, a thunderclap there. And out from the middle came a white light, spewing out smoke.

In one flash it was calm again, but not before delivering it's cargo.

He looked around and squinted in the dark. The colors were way to bright, yet he could still make out certain shapes.

"Ah'm tellin' ya scoot's! There ain't nothin' happening to that Marker! It's just sitting there. and plus, who could move it?" Applebloom argued.

He froze momentarily, but then decided to run into a nearby bush, as uncouth as it was.

He watched with silent hatred as those three ponies came along. Those three that had help Clarke destroy his station, his life and his Marker! And here they were, right in front of him. Looking around, looking for him.

'It seems the tables have turned.' He thought. 'Now that I'm here, I can begin anew. And crush there little world for what they did to mine!'

He watched silently, as the small unicorn, the one who had done the most damage, lit her horn up and right before his eyes, was a Marker.

It was smaller, much smaller than the one he had Clarke build, but it was still a Marker. It was thin, white and the symbols flashed blue instead of red or orange.

"Come on," The one he remembered to be Scootaloo said. "There's nothing here. Just a false alarm."

He watched slightly curious as they left on a small wagon. After they were out of earshot, he let out a sigh he didn't know he held in.

"I'm coming for you three." He said. "And this time, I will succeed in making my Marker's."

He adjust the half burnt collar on his shirt and chose to walk down the opposite end of the street. One thought nagging him.

"How did they make a Marker and not have Necromorph's?" He asked himself. "Maybe when I'm dissecting those three, they can tell me." He smirked, thinking of their pleas for help. "Now, where to relocate? How about a nice mountain range?"

He stared ahead at the mountains, not knowing about the gem fields where the Diamond Dog's lived.

even if he did, they would still be under his control by what he had to offer.

The knowledge of how to build a Marker.

And he had the schematic's in his head. Burned by the convergence event on the Sprawl.

Forgot to give info!

This has kept me going and going, drifting through my mind, in and out. Know, I'd like you all to give credit to the one who did the walkthrough to make this possible. theRadBrad.

If you haven't heard of him, then go watch his videos. And the most important rule, yes even more important than making sure not to feed them after-wait... That's not right.

The most important rule, for real this time, is to look at the baby when he says to!