"So, what do you think Sweetiebelle and Babs are doing?" Isaac asked as he leaned against the elevator wall.

"Who knows," Scootaloo shrugged. "They're probably fighting some huge Necromorph or stray Unitologist's."

"Should I give Babs a call?" He asked. "I don't want bloom to start getting paranoid. I mean, no offense, but Babs is... A bit... Fresh."

"Fresh?" Scootaloo repeated. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"She's still new to the whole Necromorph killing thing." He said lightly. "She's getting better, but I think a Plasma cutter would do her some good. Maybe even a Line gun?"

"Maybe." She replied. "She seemed more of a Ripper kind of filly to me though, maybe even a Flamethrower."

"Yeah, a Flamethrower." He nodded. "Maybe even her own suit."

"She'd be a good captain for the Manehatten base. Nopony else there has first-hoof experience that close to the city. Nopony that could afford to move anyway."

As they stood in silence Isaac's head quickly snapped back to her. They stared into each others visors before he spoke hurriedly.

"I think I should call them, just to be safe."

"Yeah, the last thing we need is Applebloom going all Stross on us."

Frozen wastes. four minutes earlier.

"How do you lose an entire gun ship?" Sweetiebelle's voice cracked mid-sentence. "Especially if it's painted black against a snow covered landscape?"

"We just did! Alright!" The one on the right said. "We can find it, it was just the way we came."

"Then why don't you let me just carry us?" She asked. "I've even got a new Necromorph part."

They both stopped and looked back at her before shrugging to themselves. She took the Nexus tissue from Babs Seed's suit and stuck it in her chest.

She started to convulse, she scrunched up her eyes before she grew.

The guards and Babs backed away as she reverted to her largest form. One of the guards fell back and quickly rolled out of the way as a newly grown spike was set down where he had been.

The blade's on her back thickened and began to coat the rest of the limb, her hair began to fall out in clumps. Her head narrowed and her horn elongated, four new eyes formed above the last set. Her mouth twisted into bone-like spikes snapping open and closed as they twisted into position.

Her body split into chunks, her spinal column split and elongated and split again. Her legs grew longer and thicker. Her spinal tail flattened at the end and grew ridges that spread up to her neck. Multiple legs came out from the sides in a show of split plating and blood.

She grew, and grew in front of them. They were left slack-jawed as she rose to her full height and gave a roar shaking snow and ice loose from nearby buildings.

"Ho-ho-ho-" the one of the left stuttered.

"Holy shit..." The one on the right whispered under his breath. "She was like this big," he held his hands up to a rough comparison of her height. "And she turned into this." He waved both hands at her. "Just... Just fuck physics."

"What about physics?" Sweetiebelle asked.

They all jumped back in shock, all of them looking back and fourth from the small filly and the magic amplified Nexus.

"What... But what the fu-how!?" The one on guard the right yelled. "You're there, and you're here!"

"I can separate individual bodies from my main one while attached to a small cord that connects to the main form or other form I split off." She said. "The Nexus right there," she nodded towards the creature. "Is my main body, your talking to a lesser part that has split off from it. And I see the ship by the way, it's just over the next hill."

As she turned back, she finally noticed the sludge had fallen off. But the stench still remained.

They quickly ran over the hill and there in the snow, was the same gunship that Isaac, the guards, Ellie, and the crusaders escaped on from Titan Station.

The guards pressed a few controls on the side and a hatch opened up.

The inside was a mess, pizza slices were scattered around in boxes, red solo cups were on the floor and dash, Pringles and Cheetos bags and soda cans were in the spare seats. Babs and Sweetiebelle stood in slight shock at the condition.

"Make yourselves at home," the guard on the right said brushing some cans off a seat. "The gift basket is here somewhere. Try the back."

As the two guards sat down at the front, Sweetiebelle and Babs started to search the back.

Sweetiebelle cringed at the amount of stale food in the piles, while Babs, felt her stomach growl at the sight.

Slowly, they entered and were lost in sight. The guards watched in amusement as the boxes and cans moved around.

Sweetiebele was smelling the ground, her nose turned into a red stained hole as the skin and cartilage had peeled away. Her red eyes focused on coconuts and she dragged Babs over towards the direction of the smell.

They came out and saw one of the guards putting on hand moisturizer while the other had the basket at his boots.

"It was actually in the glove box." The guard moisturizing said. "We have a big glove box."

"We do," the other nodded enthusiastically. "And, we even put in some fuzzy-dice." He pointed to the pair of purple, fur coated dice on the unneeded mirror.

"Can I get the lotion?" Sweetiebelle asked holding out her hoof.

The guard playing with the dice reached into the basket and threw her a white bottle. She caught it with a small Drag Tentacle and gave a small nod.

As she was busy putting that on, Babs decided to look around.

She saw nothing of interest on the floors so she looked around on the walls. Multiple buttons and switches lined them, she couldn't make any sense of them. She decided to go see what the one of two hole in the wall were.

They were empty, but looked like they went to the front of the ship. As she was leaning forward to get a better look, she slipped on stale pizza and fell in with a yelp.

"Babs?" Sweetiebelle called out as she wiped lotion off her eyelids. "Babs? Where are you?"

"I'm in here!" She called back.

Sweetiebelle cocked her head to the side before trotting over. When she saw Babs stuck in the tube, she began to giggle.

"Could I have a little help?" Babs asked snapping Sweetiebelle out of her giggles.

"S-Sure..." Sweetiebelle nodded reaching down.

She wrapped her hoooves around Babs shoulders and pulled. Gritting her teeth, she felt the armored pony move slightly and then yelp.

"Stop! Stop it! That kind'a hurts." Babs muttered now resting on her belly.

"Hey, what's going... Oh sweet lord. Hey, quit with the moisturizer and help!" The un-moisturized guard yelled at the other. "We've got some serious shit going on right now! She's stuck in the torpedo chamber!"

"What?" The other guard get's up and leans over Sweetiebelle. "Well I'll be dammed, how'd you do that? I've been trying to get in there for weeks."

"I slipped on some pizza." Babs replied. "Sweetiebelle already tried to pull me out, I'm stuck." She frowned in her helmet.

"We could use the lotion to free her." Sweetiebelle suggested tipping the bottle over the edge.

The white liquid spilled over and coated her suit, Babs looked up and started to wiggle around before she began slipping even deeper into the chamber.

As Sweetiebelle was reaching in, Babs comm came to life, the screen flattened from the enclosed space.

"Hey... Babs." Isaac started awkwardly. "Where are you? And Where's Sweetiebelle?"

"I'm stuck in a torpedo chamber after I slipped on some pizza." She said.

"Pizza!?" Scootaloo buzzed angrily into view. "Where in Celestia's name did you get pizza!?"

"I didn't find it, I slipped on it." Babs mumbled. "There are these two guys... They said they knew you and the others from somewhere."

"Two guys?" Isaac repeated. "No way... Are they wearing black security guard armor?"

"Yeah, I guess. Why?"

"Those are the two guards we spared from Titan!" He chuckled. "How did those two knuckle heads... Hey, is that Sweetibelle behind you?"

Babs lifted an ear and listened, not a moment after she felt something grab her back legs.

"Come on, come on," Sweetiebelle said as she scooted back. "We're almost out! Just a few more inches..."

As they were scooting through the chamber, the guards were pacing around the cabin.

"What if she can't get out?" The one on the left suggested. "What's Applelboom going to do to us? What's Sweetiebelle going to do to us?"

"How the hell should I know?" The other said back. "I've never had to deal with this kind of shit before!"

As they continued to argue, the one on the left misplaced a step on the lotion bottle and slipped back.

His elbow smashed into the controls and they both went to the floor as a strong suction overtook them. They looked back and saw Sweetiebelle's pink tail vanish with echoing screams.

The one on the right closed the chamber with his boot before they both ran to the front of the ship.

Two small dot's in the distance could be seen soaring through the air.

"Oh..."

"...Shit."

Elevator.

"Did... Did they just get shot out?" Isaac asked slowly.

"I... I don't know what to say or think." Scootaloo said slumping back against the wall. "Just, wow."

"Should we, I don't know, tell Applebloom?" He suggested.

"I think she knows." Scootaloo said looking across the man's lap.

He looked to the side and shook his head as he saw Applebloom hitting her head repeatedly against the wall.

Tau Volantis's sky.

Two fillies hugging each other soared through the sky, both screaming their lungs out. After a minute, they stopped and merely hugged each other over the hissing winds as it whipped by.

"Sweetiebelle, can't you turn into something!?" Babs asked as a cliff neared and soon went by. "Now!"

Sweeetiebelle only nodded before two fleshy flaps came out from her sides. As they glided along on the drafts, she saw a large pillar like object. She quickly flew over and got a good grip on the top.

"Alright, we're safe, we're safe." She said. "Or maybe not..."

Babs looked down and felt her jaw try to drop inside her helmet.

They had landed on the frozen Nexus. Miles away from the others and miles away from the relative safety of the group.

"Um, we can get out of this..." Sweetiebelle said. "And hopefully not wake it up..." She smiled slightly before cracks formed under each step. 'We're so dead.' She thought.