"Are you almost done?" Scootaloo asked. "It shouldn't take this long to make a weapon. A suit I can understand, but just a pair of weapons?"

"She has a point." Norton said. "What are you making? A pair of cannons?"

"Eh, something like that." Isaac shrugged. "Alright. Done." He said brandishing the two new tools.

In his left hand, he held a MK II chain gun with a rocket launcher as the secondary, on the side an acid cartridge pulsed a light green, while on the top, a safety guard stretched down to the tip of the rocket launcher. In his right he held a MK ll evangelizer shotgun with a hydraulic hammer below, an acid attachment also glowed on the side while a damage multiplier.

"What do you think?" He asked. "Does this seem like a bit overkill?" He asked letting his suit absorb the shotgun into his inventory.

"If you go back to that bench one more time, I'll show you overkill." Scootaloo grumbled as got up. "Come on, the lab should be-"

"Duck!" Isaac yelled raising his chain gun. "Fucking get down!"

She complied and a barrage of acid coated spikes tore through the air above her and into the Waster that had its axe raised to behead her. Watching the chain gun, it tore through the Necromorph until the top half of it fell away and three spiked tentacles came out from the abdomen. Aiming down slightly, the bottom half was torn to shreds as the spikes melted and tore away pieces.

Norton, watching the carnage, was turning to speak when he saw another two Wasters behind Isaac. Raising his Pulse rifle, he blew the head off one and the arms off another. The armless one fell to the ground while the other one's top half fell away letting more tentacles come out. Isaac quickly jumped away as it took a swing at his side, just barely feeling it nick his armor.

Switching out his weapons, Isaac swung with the hammer and took off all three tentacles and a leg when he swung back up. Turning around, Scootaloo was fighting off two that were shooting barbs at her from across the hall. Isaac walked behind her, aimed the shotgun at the closest, fired, and watched the parts fly.

Scootaloo took out her Flame thrower and fired two shots from the Line gun on the bottom, severing the Waster in front of her into two parts. Going up to the remains, she burned them a bit to make sure they were dead.

"That was exciting." Norton said kicking an arm. "Where to now, Scootaloo?"

"The elevator." She said going to the right. "Isaac, keep the rocket launcher put up while we're in there. I don't want anything blowing us up and then melting us."

"Funny, I know how to use a weapon properly." He said. "Applebloom, are you alright? Um... Applebloom?"

He looked back to search for the other filly, Norton and Scootaloo went down the hall, but seeing no trace of the small farmer. Going back to the elevator, they all glanced around the hall.

"Where do you think she went?" Norton asked.

"It's a mystery," Scootaloo said. "She does this at the base too. She asks a question, I answer and keep talking, but when I turn to look at her, she's just gone. We shouldn't worry about it though, I think she can do better by herself than with us."

"Really? Now, ah wouldn't say that."

They all jumped and turned towards the elevator, the doors were closed but they received a knock back when Isaac tapped them. Pressing the button, the doors opened and Applebloom was standing there with a snow axe on her back and another in hoof. She was spattered with blood, guts, and cloth.

"Applebloom... Do I even want to know?" Isaac asked looking critically at her.

"Probably not." She said shaking her head and shaking a bit of blood off her axes. "It involved a Waster, and a group of Danik's soldiers. They didn't stand much of a chance once they let me go."

"Alright," he said stepping in with the others. "When did you leave, and when did you get captured?"

"I wandered off when ya'll were slumped against the wall. And, ah let them catch me. Ah was tryin' to find out what they're doin' other than tryin' to kill us. Found out they want the ammo in the armory and the codex." She said. "They got distracted by a waster and ah took an axe, cut ma'h guard's throat, another down the chest and punched his heart, and ah sent another axe into a pair of soldiers heads. Cut the first off like a rotten branch on a tree."

The others, subconsciously, stepped away from the blood soaked filly.

The elevator stopped, groaned, and the doors opened with a small shriek. Isaac and Norton stepped out first, guns raised, the lights in their suits casting a faint light across the darkened and stained hall. As they went forward, Applebloom and Scootaloo stepped out, both of them scanning the ceiling and glass walls as the two men traveled even further in.

Peering down the hall, the blue lights coming in from the rooms on the other side of the wall to the right, shone dimly through the stained glass onto the broken floor. Applebloom, glancing down for a moment, narrowed her eyes as she saw the tiles were torn out of the floor in only one direction.

"Ah'd be careful," she said making the two men jump. "Bodies were dragged through here."

"How do you know?" Norton asked. "If there's any dried blood here, its mixed in with the grime and sludge."

"Look at the tiles," she said. "Torn out in only one way? Towards the only door on an upper level? If ah know anything bout' Necro's, is that they like high places. Great for jumpin' out at us. Keep your guns on the doors, don't worry bout' the vents."

Isaac glanced back and shared a shrug with Norton as his chain gun was set facing the center of the door ahead. He stopped and nodded towards Norton, Norton stared at him for a second before attempting to press the holographic button, but it slid away to reveal another elevator.

"This way, I guess." Isaac said. "Almost there, almost getting to an end in this shit storm. Finally."

"Isaac," Applebloom said as the door slid shut. "Ah doubt this is gonna end soon. With our luck it ain't gonna end here, but ya have a point, this is comin' to an end. And ah know who's end it's gonna be, and his is Jacob Danik."

Author's Notes:

Been a while since I last uploaded... Yeah. School can really do that to someone, but I needed to work, and work I did. So, merry Christmas!