Isaac was holding a soldier up by the collar of his suit, he had the Feeder claw in his other hand. He shoved the soldier against a crate and then plunged the claw into the soldier's ribs before he could recover from the impact.

With a firm twist, the ribs snapped and the man began coughing up blood. He pulled himself off the crate and fell at Isaac's boots. gagging and clutching his chest before Isaac firmly stomped on his head. Isaac stood there, his expression unreadable occasionally a small burst of air would come out each time he breathed.

"Isaac... Isaac you alright?" Scootaloo asked.

"Um, what?" He asked snapping out of his anger induced state. "What was the question again?"

"How are you feeling?" She asked putting a hoof on his boot. "Better? Worse?"

"Better." He nodded. "Let's find the Munitions key and-"

"You mean this?" Scootaloo said bringing a small object over with a quick flick of magic.

He picked it out of the air and twirled it around in his palm before nodding.

"Here's some good news. We found a Munition's supply key." Isaac said over the comm.

"Great. Don't get killed before you can use it." Carver replied.

"Thanks Carver." Isaac said loud enough for the man to hear.

As he closed the link, he looked towards the vents and saw one being torn away by a Slasher.

"Scootaloo, I'm feeling a bit worse all of a sudden." He said raising his automatic.

As soon as the first started it's way towards them, more Slasher's came out from vents until there was a small group. All of them were screeching and swinging blades.

Before they could fire, a rocket flew through the air and blew the first up into chunks. The other Slasher's were thrown against the wall from the blast.

"Ah'm gonna need somehtin' to kill if ah can't get those two guards." Applebloom said showing emotion on her face now. "They'll have to do." She raised her gun again and fired another rocket.

Frozen Wastes.

Sweetiebelle dodged another shot of acid nimbly. She sent another bolt of magic at it which it again simply absorbed into it's own horn.

'I really wish my horn would stop giving insanely powerful Necrmorph's magic.' She thought hacking up a glob of acid. 'It's really stressful on my nerves.'

It snapped it's jaws at her before charging her. It swung up with it's left primary leg while trying to cut her across the side with the other. She stomped on the one coming up and bit into the one coming from the side.

It gave a shriek as it felt it's leg being bitten into by the rows of teeth. It pulled away as best as it could but only made her teeth sink in deeper. It charged it's horn and delivered a stream of fire to her back.

She let go, using her own magic to cool herself off an extinguish the flames. She narrowed all six eyes at it before using her own magic to lift chunks of the frozen earth out of the grown. She held the massive boulders in her telekinetic grip, it looked back at her, staring at the building sized boulders she had.

As it took one step, she sent her payload through the air and into it.

The boulders collided with it's head, chest, and any other part that was in the way. It was snapped back at an angle, blood seeped from the cracks and chinks along it's plating. She quickly went over to it, just as it was raising itself back up. She took her primary legs, put them in a scissor-like fashion, and cut it's head off.

She picked the head up and quickly absorbed it. Looking back down she saw blood already beginning to come out. She quickly got away from the regenerating corpse and turned away to run.

As she was turning, it swung out with a primary and stabbed her in the side. She let out a roar before turning back to it. She charged her horn and quickly struck the limb with a blast of fire. It let go, charred and scared.

She quickly began to run as fast as her numerous legs could carry her. She stopped and face-spiked herself.

She began to shrink down, Babs inside of her skull now coming out. She was moved to Sweetiebelle's back as her carrier began to run at a much faster pace since turning back.

Sweetibelle looked back shortly and saw the Nexus pushing itself up. She snapped her head back forward and ran faster.

Armory.

"Alright, now that that is out of the way, let's get going." Isaac said scooping up Applebloom.

They stepped over or around the corpses as they made their way back to the lift. Isaac got on and let Scootaloo push the controls to start it up.

Once on the walkway again, they proceeded to the elevator where they swiftly got in and Isaac set down Applebloom.

"Well, it's good to see her back to normal." Isaac said looking down at the sleeping Applebloom. "Or, as normal as our group can be... Which to be honest, isn't anywhere close to being normal. With all the freaky elevator music, jokes, situations and even things we fight and meet tend to just go 'Are you normal? If yes, then prepare to be fucked up.' Have you noticed that, Scootaloo?"

"What?" She perked up yawning. "I fell asleep after which. Why, did you say something important or anything like that?"

"...No. I didn't say anything important. Nothing at fucking all." He grumbled.

"Ok, if anything pops up I'll be right here." She said looking away to Applebloom.

They stood in silence for a moment, as Isaac turned to talk with Scootaloo the elevator doors opened again. Scootaloo picked up Applebloom as Isaac poked his head out the doors.

Once he stepped out, she followed closely looking around the small room.

It had a desk with an audio log sitting on top. A door was to their right, locked until Isaac put in the key.

As she went to follow, she stopped and pulled him away from the door as a Slasher smashed through the vent. It slid across the floor while Isaac was getting up from the sudden pull. He began to fire at it, taking off it's arms first before Scootaloo threw the desk at it.

After she had smashed it to a broken pile, she jammed the desk into the vent and welded it onto the frame. Satisfied, she turned back to Isaac and picked Applebloom back up.

"Thanks for the save." He said. "That was too close for comfort."

"There's a distance of comfort for them?" Scootaloo asked opening the elevator doors.

"Yeah," he nodded. "As far as possible from me." He said.

As the elevator silently went up, they both froze as as sizzling sound began.

"Pukers?" Scootaloo asked looking up.

"Pukers." Isaac replied watching a small hole form on the top of the elevator.

They both watched silently as two Pukers and three Slasher's scaled the walls above them. Once the last Slasher was out of sight, the doors opened.

Standing in the room in front of them were the Pukers and Slashers.

Scootaloo and Isaac looked at them in nervousness.

They looked back and raised their blades and began regurgitating acid.

Frozen Wastes. Warehouses.

Sweetiebelle jumped away from another blast from the Nexus. She turned swiftly through the debris lingering int he air and vanished behind a building.

She shrunk down even more until she was back down to a filly. She poked her head out from a corner but jumped back when a leg came down where her head was. Both her and Babs looked up at the Nexus as it searched for them.

"Come on," Sweetiebelle whispered. "We can sneak around through the back and then get in through the vents."

Babs merely nodded but followed Sweetiebelle to the door across from them.

As they slowly crawled on their bellies, they failed to notice the lack of movement coming from the Nexus. As they entered the warehouse, it's chest began to pour light out.

It's head snapped rapidly left to right, it's jaws opening and closing rapidly while it's legs went into a spasm. It fell to the ground slowly, nearly curling up on itself.

More energy surged across it and through it from its chest. It let out a squeal like a grasshopper on a grill. Finally, it laid its head on the snow and its movement stopped entirely.

With a sudden jerk, it's entire body went into a spasm before shrinking and reshaping itself. It became smaller and smaller, it's legs becoming dulled at the tips instead of the points. It's jaws melded together making two separate jaw bones with teeth.

It's head shortened and it lost four of it's eyes. It's main body became shorter, it's tail disappearing and in place was a sudden growth of hair. It's plating vanished and it was left naked until skin grew and following that a brown coat of hair.

It laid there, staring out at the side of a building. Slowly, it rose and looked back at itself.

It coat was brown, it had a tail of an ashy grey. It's legs were gone and in place were four, smooth legs, covered with the same brown hair and ending in smooth stubs. It cocked it's head in confusion before it's new ears perked up.

"Sweetiebelle, do we really have to go back?"

"Yes," came an agitated response. "Plus I can't really stop this thing. Stupid horn..."

It cocked it's head again before noticing something in it's peripheral vision. It strained it's eyes and saw something sticking out from it's fore-head. It reached up with it's new smooth leg and tapped it.

It snorted in shock and something else. It's ears perked up again at the sound of a door opening. It looked over and saw the two it was trying to kill earlier.

"Sweetiebelle, who is that?" Babs asked.

"I have no idea." Sweetiebelle said as her horn pulled her towards the strange stallion. "Stupid horn! Stop with the pulling!" She yelled furiously at the glowing appendage.

It merely cocked it's head again eliciting a crack. It shook it's head and rubbed the area in annoyance.

"Um, hello?"

It looked back at Sweetiebelle and cocked it's head the other way. It didn't want to kill her, it wanted to obey her. It didn't understand but it got up shakily and bowed.

"Um, that's not what I was expecting..." Sweetiebelle said curiously. "What's your name? How did you get here?"

It raised it's head back up and looked down at her. It pointed down at the snow where it's earlier imprint was. Her jaw dropped and as soon as she got out of shock, she backed away to Babs.

"Babs," Sweetiebelle said. "I think this is the Nexus. the one that was chasing us."

"What?" Babs asked looking back and forth at the two ponies. "How could he be that? Something that big can't just... Wait, you did do that. But, are you sure? He could be like me and ended up here by accident."

"No, he's not." She said slowly trotting up to it. "Do you even have a name? Well, speak!"

It's eyes danced side-to-side, it stopped and closed it's eyes before speaking in a scratchy low whisper.

"...Nexus..."

Sweetiebelle sighed and shook her head at the thing.

"Why are you a pony?" She asked already knowing the answer. "If you can tell me that is."

"...Magic from white Marker..." It said. "...White Marker take me..."

"Well great," she said rolling her eyes. "Come on, Nexus, we might as well show you to the others."

"What!?" Babs yelled. "That thing just tried to kill us! And now you want to show it to the others like a puppy on Hearth Warming Eve? Are you crazy!?"

"Considering," she sighed. "I helped give... Him, a new life. He might be of use. That and he might follow us regardless now that he's our size."

"...Orders from white marker...?" It asked, a spark of hope in it's crimson eyes.

"Just follow us and help kill anything trying to kill us." Sweetiebelle said dejectedly. "I really hate magic. Almost as much as math."