Babs Seed flinched as the hail of bullets and plasma started to fly.

She could feel every shot's vibration through the crate as it was hit. Slowly, as her ears adjusted, she let her hooves down and peeked out from a corner.

Her eyes widened as she saw her cousin and Isaac advance to another crate, closer to the soldiers shooting at them.

Applebloom reloaded her Line gun and peeked out from behind a corner, when she did, a bullet nearly went through her head. She had a clear look of disgust, sadness and anger.

But no fear.

She rolled out from cover and fired a few shots out before running back beside Isaac.

"Grenade out!" A soldier yelled.

He threw a bright red light into the air, Applebloom turned a corner and began firing. Isaac jumped up and grabbed the light in a white light before making it go flying back to it's pitcher.

Parts went flying, the gun going overhead, landing by the crate Babs was at. She jumped before snatching the bloody weapon, shivering from fear. She jumped when she felt a hoof on her shoulder but relaxed to see it was only Scootaloo.

"You alright!?" Scootaloo yelled over the gunfire.

"I don't know!" She yelled back, watching a bullet fly between a crack in the crate.

"Yeah you are!" Scootaloo laughed. "Your alive, aren't you!?"

'How can she be laughing at a time like this!?' Babs thought.

Isaac and Applebloom jumped back over the crate, both breathing heavily. Applebloom had a trickle of blood running down her left hind leg.

"Applebloom! What happened!?" Babs Seed asked.

"One of em' got lucky and snuck up behind me!" She winced, putting a hoof to the wound. "Ah think ma'h leg might be broken!"

"You sure it's not a twisted ankle!?" Isaac smirked.

She pointed her own gun at his ankle. Her remained silent but still had a smile.

"Scootaloo! Think you can provide some cover while Sweetiebelle takes care of them!?" Isaac yelled. "Come on! My grandmother shoots better than you!" He yelled at the soldiers.

Scootaloo was crouched down as she changed, not wanting to get hit. When she finished, she let her wings fold inward, and letting a horn sprout from her head. In a flash she was gone and reappeared in front of the soldiers.

"Hold you fire! Hold you fire!" One of them yelled.

The silence was instantaneous. Every soldier now had their sights on Slenderloo, watching as she stared at them, her tentacles moving around in the air.

Her horn lit up, and before the soldiers could pull the triggers, they dropped the guns. The metal on the grips glowing a faint red, making the snow sizzle when they hit the ground.

"Sweetiebelle, you can come out now." Scootaloo said. "And finish them off quickly, we don't want Isaac, Applebloom or Babs Seed to freeze."

The soldiers, some of them holding grenades, others knives watched as Sweetiebelle pranced out from behind the crate, smiling as she stopped in front of Slenderloo.

"Now isn't that just adorable." A soldier said. "I say, we leave Clarke and let him take care of them."

There were nods of agreement, mostly because they didn't want to make Slenderloo mad.

Isaac raised his head out from above the crate, his expression of confusion while he cradled Applebloom in one arm and held his gun in the other.

"Are you guys serious?" He asked.

"Well, yeah." One said, holding a knife. "We don't even like being soldiers. We just want to go back to the church. And besides," he walked up to Sweetiebelle, she narrowed her eyes but relaxed slightly when he just ruffled her mane. "How could we try and fight something this adorable?"

"So, your letting us go? We can just walk away?" Isaac asked. "Aren't you worried about the Marker? Like, if I destroy it?"

"You have a point... But, is it really worth dying for?" He asked. "We do worship the Markers and if you destroy it, then we'll still have to kill you."

"Hey, I have a solution to both of our problems." Sweetiebelle spoke up. "Why not worship the good Marker?"

"Good Marker?" The soldiers asked. "What's that?"

"The white Marker. Scootaloo, show them."

Scootaloo nodded before her suit began a small projection on a barricade. The soldiers watched in curiosity and wonder as a paicture of the white Marker appeared, Sweetiebelle, Applebloom and Scootaloo below. Their names on the pedestal the Marker was on.

"What makes that one different from the rest?" The first soldier asked.

"It doesn't cause dementia, it doesn't make Necromorph's and its made from pure magic. It's even helped cure some of the psych patients at the hospital." Sweetiebelle said. "Doesn't that sound better than worshiping the other Markers? The ones that want nothing but to kill you and turn you against each other?"

"Yeah, she's right!" Another soldier spoke up. "Screw Danik and his un-holy Markers! All praise the White Marker! And it's creators!"

"Praise Sweetiebelle, Scootaloo, and Applebloom!" They all yelled.

There were cheers of praise and the group quickly crawled back up the ropes of the ship. One soldier remained patiently.

"If you ever need us, just give is a call." He said, leaning down to Sweetiebelle. "Well be in orbit while we send out the message of the true Marker."

"Well keep that in mind." She smiled.

He gave a salute and ran back to the ship, climbed the rope and shut the hatch. Once the hatch was closed, the ship started to fly away.

Isaac and the others just stood there, staring.

"Did... Did we just win?" Applebloom asked.

"I Guess?" Isaac said. "Um, lets go before some heartless soldiers come along."

They quickly and nervously made their way into the doorway ahead, passing over some of the bodies.

Once inside the insulated doorway, Ellie spoke up.

"Where did they come from?"

"They must have tailed us here!" Norton said.

"That's impossible! Not through Shockspace!"

"Yeah? Well, they did!" He shot back.

"Ellie, can you make it to the warehouse?" Isaac asked, ignoring Norton.

"Oh god, here they come!" She said, panic in her voice.

The link cut off, Isaac looking around before noticing the other door.

He hurried over, letting the others through before letting it spin and stop.

"Isaac, ah'm startin' to feel light headed." Applebloom said. "And tell the Isaac's on the sides to stop movin' so much! It's hurtin' ma'h head."

"Applebloom, your experiencing blood loss." Isaac said. "In order to slow the bleeding, you'll have to be unconscious. Do you give me permission to knock you out?"

She looked at him, eyes crossed in a serious expression before touching his helmet and giggling.

He sighed before forcefully headbutting her. She blinked once before her head slumped onto his shoulder. He looked down at the others, they looked back in shock.

"Hey, the bleeding slowed, didn't it?"

Scootaloo and Sweetiebelle face-hoofed while Babs just shook her head.

The elevator opened and they quickly ran to the lift nearest to them. Danik speaking on the comms

"Collin, get your guys over here, he's this way!"

"Screw you and your un-holy abominations!" The soldier from earlier said. "Me and nearly every other Unitologist has seen the true Marker. The white Marker! We have seen the peace bringer, and it's creators! Were done working for you Danik! We follow the creators now! Every follower you had, aside from the small groups still on the planet, are converging here to rid the universe of your mis-deeds!"

"Wha-you! How dare you! You traitors! You have been corrupted, fooled by Clarke I bet!" Danik yelled. "I will kill him and this so called, 'white Marker' And then I'll go after the creators! You will rue the day you crossed me!"

The link shut off, leaving Isaac and the crusaders, minus Applebloom, smiling in surprise.

"They really like us?" Scootaloo said. "I-I've never felt so cared bout in my entire five-hundred years..." She started to sniffle, tears freezing on her cheeks. "And... Today was my birthday, so it's actually my five-hundred and one years..."

"And me without a present." Isaac said. "I guess I'll have to improvise by saving your still bleeding friend here."

Scootaloo shook off the tears and followed the others on the lift.

On a bridge above, Ellie and the others were running across, Carver yelling about the soldiers as they disappeared from sight.

Isaac and the others watched as a few shots were fired at them from below; Unitologist's were getting behind crates for cover as Sweetiebelle fired at them with magic.

Once the lift had stopped, they ran off quickly and Isaac was thrown to the ground by a rocket flying into the wall behind them.

"Ooh... Look at the pretty birds." He chuckled before his head fell back against the crate.

Scootaloo face-hoofed.

"Sweetiebelle, you go under them and attack from the back. Me and Babs will attack from the front, drawing their attention. Got it?"

Sweetiebelle took out a small pair of Stalker claws and jumped down past the bridge.

"You want me to kill them!?" Babs Seed asked. "I-I can't murder another pony!"

Another rocket flew overhead, showering them in snow and rock dust.

"If you don't they could end up taking out the wall and killing Isaac and Applebloom!" She yelled. "You need to learn how to survive or else you will die." Scootaloo poked her in the chest, eyes narrowed.

"A-Alright... H-How does this thing work?" Babs turned the gun around in her hooves.

"See the curved bit right there?" Scootaloo asked, looking past the crate to see the hole below the Unitologist's Sweetieblle had made.

"Yeah, what do I do?" Babs asked.

"Aim the front end of the gun at their bodies and pull it back. But be careful, it has a strong kick-back."

"Which parts the front?"

"See the narrow part your pointing at the ground?"

"Yeah."

"That's the front. Now fire!"

Scootaloo shoved her Flame thrower around the corner and shot an explosive canister out. Two soldiers were thrown away, burning alive.

Babs heart was racing, a million thought's going through her mind.

When a bullet shot through the crack again, she muttered a silent prayer and pointed the gun around the corner.

She had a soldier in her sight's, he didn't see her and she fired. The kick-back was instantaneous, the gun slung back roughly against her shoulder, but she still held it forward. When the gun clicked empty, she saw the soldier was gone from sight, along with the two others that had been next to him.

Before she could ask what to do next, the rock behind what Unitologist's exploded up; they all jumped before turning to it.

Sweetiebelle stood at her full height, moving the rock to the sides so she could fit in the narrow crack.

They all began to fire, the bullets bouncing off the Tormentor armor she had 'borrowed' after killing the Tormentor on Titan Station.

She left a clawed hoof and brought it down in one motion, crushing three of them. One only stood there, shaking. She leaned down to him, mandibles clicking together in thought of how to kill him.

He fumbled with a ammo clip, he dropped it in the snow and jumped back when she gave a snort. He threw his gun down and began to run when he saw her horn light up.

She gave a roar, letting it echo across the frozen wastes. Shaking snow from cliffs and mountain tops, ice shattered into small shards. It died down in her throat and she stood there, looking at Scootaloo, Babs Seed and Isaac, with Applebloom laying on his chest.

"You wouldn't mind carrying Isaac, would you?" Scootaloo asked.

Sweetiebelle's horn lit up again and the unconscious Isaac was set on her back. She held him with a few Lurker tentacles and climbed up over the short cliff, letting Scootaloo and Babs Seed cross the hole.

"Girls! I'm awake!" Isaac yelled. "And why am I strapped to Sweeetiebelle?" He asked.

"How are you awake? You got knocked out just a few minutes ago?" Scootaloo asked as Sweetiebelle shook him off.

"I've taken worse hits." He said. "I did crash into a cliff not some time ago, if you reccal." He looked around and saw the bodies. "You three did a number on these guys; what's wrong with Babs?"

Babs was shaking, her eyes staring at the ground, the gun hanging limply in her hoof.

"She's never had to kill before. She took out three guys in one clip." Scootaloo said.

"I'll talk to her later, when were inside." He said. "Why don't you go and explore Sweetiebelle? Make sure no more of the soldiers try and interrupt us?"

She gave a nod before laying atop the cliff, resting her head on her fore-legs as she watched over them and behind them.

Isaac picked up Applebloom and carried her to the door ahead, stepping over some charred remains. Babs Seed followed closely, eyes shut tight.

Once they were in the doorway, Applebloom began to stir.

She blinked once before her head went limp again, now hanging back at an angle. Isaac nudged her head back onto his shoulder and the door opened, not a moment after, Isaac spoke up on the comm.

"Ellie, everyone alright?" he asked.

"Yeah, were safe." She said.

"We are anything but safe!" Norton interrupted. "They're after Isaac, and were getting caught in the crossfire!"

"Actually Norton, I have some good news about that." Isaac said smugly.

"And what would that be? That, they're suddenly following you know? Or those little horses?"

"Yes actually, they think Sweetiebele, Applebloom, and Scootaloo are actual gods. They're partial true, Scootaloo is immortal. And it's not just that small group, nearly every Unitologist, aside from the few dozen still here. Have joined the new found religion. So, we actually have our own army. Anything to report, captain?"

There was the sound of ragged breathing, and a gasp.

"That's what I thought. Oh, and that roar earlier was Sweetiebelle. Did I mention she's a hybrid that can create Markers from magic?"

Norton then fell to the floor, clutching his chest and head as he processed the information. he slowly got up again, controlling his breathing

"Look!" Jennifer Santos said. "The warehouse! The signal tracking experiment should be inside!"

"You're not worth this much trouble Clarke." Norton said, cutting the comm.

"Prick." Isaac muttered, laying Applebloom down on a crate.

"I can't believe I... I still can't believe I did that..." Babs Seed said, shaking her head slowly.

"Babs," Isaac sat down next to her a sad smile on his face. "It's alright. You did what you had to do. You were just protecting us."

"B-But I killed... I murdered-"

"No one." He said. "Listen, I get how your feeling. Back on the Ishimura, the first outbreak I was on... I had to cut and dismember my way through the ship... And for what?" He gave a hollow laugh. "Just to find out I was betrayed by a friend, knowing I killed my friends on there, to know I was just some pawn in a game... And at the end of it all, knowing I had won for that small moment.." He shook his head, licking his lips before continuing. "I lost my girlfriend. Nicole. Even today, I'm not sure if her body was laying somewhere or if I ended up killing her too."

"B-But... How can you just shoot them?"

"With a gun." He smiled.

She snickered a little before glaring slightly.

"But how? How can you just kill somepony like that; without a second thought? Knowing they could have families." She asked, eyes switching back to the gun.

"It's not easy, but you get used to it. Not completely, but they chose to fight. Want some advice?"

"S-sure." She nodded.

"Think about your family. Because, if they kill you, who get's to go back to your parents? Or any friends you have; what happens to them?" He sighed. "I'll never know, because my parents died on Titan Station." He got up and left her there.

She looked back down at the gun, her eyes slowly trailing over the metal frame.

"Don't worry mom..." She said. "I'll make sure I get home." She then looked over at Applebloom. "You too cousin." She smiled, now filled with new found courage.

"I-Isaac..." Applebloom moaned, rubbing her head. "Isaac!" She yelled, eyes narrowing as she looked around, bringing out her Line gun.

"Shit!" Isaac yelled as he dove behind a crate. "I'm to swagadellic to die this young! I just turned thrity-eight last week!"

Applebloom honed in on the noise and aimed her Line gun at the top of the crate. She fired and Isaac yelled again before grabbing another crate in his kinesis, bringing it over for more protection.

Applebloom gave a snort before taking that one off and jumping off from the crate she was on. She ran over to his crate and jumped over it, pouncing on him as she wrapped her small hooves around his neck.

"Why would ya go and head-butt me!?" She yelled.

He tore her off and held her at a distance. She struggled against his grip but then resorted to picking up another crate in her kinesis at throw at him. He held her fore-legs to her side and, when she stopped glaring, set her down before backing away behind Scootaloo.

"To be fair," he said. "You did give me permission."

She rolled her eyes before spotting Babs with a gun, smiling at her.

"Sorry ya had to see that Babs," Applebloom said. "Not a very good feeling waking up, specially' after somepony head-butted ya."

"It's alright. Hey, Isaac, you know where we can get something warmer to wear? It's freezing."

"There's a suit kiosk right there." He pointed at the store-like machine in the wall.

"So, that's why I couldn't hack your account." Scootaloo said. "Come over here Babs, let's see if we can't get you and Applebloom some suits." She winked. "And Babs, why don't you just keep your cousin from tearing Isaac's head off."

Babs Seed nodded and walked over to her cousin, watching her rub the bullet wound.

"That feeling any better?" She asked.

"A little. It stopped bleedin' so that's a good sign. Or ah just don't need any blood in ma'h veins." She smiled.

"So, back with that thing. That crab or whatever it was, was that the other thing you told me about?" She tapped her head for emphasis.

"Eeyup. Ah saw it going for you, but as ah was runnin' ah saw it hit Isaac. Next thing ah know, ah'm standing next to Scootaloo." She shrugged. "Feels weird havin' to hold it in. Unnatural." She shivered.

"Hold it in? Like... It's trying to get out?"

"Eeyup. That other part of me, is sorta alive. Like another me inside, but only gettin' to come out a few times. That's another reason we have a training room in the base."

"Base? You have a base?" She asked, blowing her hair out from her eye.

"Right under the tree house. We were-"

"OK, I've got to get Babs here signed up for Earth Gov before she can get a suit." Scootaloo said. "Here, this'll only take a second."

She lifted Babs Seed up by a tentacle and carried her over to the machine. Babs just stared at the piece of machinery.

"Right, you don't know how to work one of these things." Scootaloo groaned.

She lifted herself up next to Babs and quickly tapped her hooves onto the right buttons, the motions were a blur to Babs as she watched her tap the final key.

"Just type in you name and press the green button on the bottom left corner. After that, hold still and wait for the flash." Scootaloo said, lowering herself.

Babs entered her name, pushed the button and waited. A bright flash temporarily blinded her. As she rubbed her eyes, she felt the familiar crate beneath Sweetiebelle's suit again.

"Let me guess, the light bothered ya too?" Applebloom giggled. "Ah kicked Isaac in the head when ah got ma'h picture taken."

"That's nice." Babs muttered. "What's he doing now?"

Applebloom looked over at Isaac and saw him glaring at the snow. He looked up and turned away, back to them.

"It's just that Norton fella' has Isaac wound up tighter than a spring." Applebloom said. "He's mad cause' Norton keeps gettin' all affectionate and protective round' Ellie. That and he's just bein' a... Isaac would say, dirt bag? It was somethin' with the word bag, ah know that."

"Right. So, what about this base under the tree house?"

"Oh, right! Well, ah cant tell ya much bout' it, laws and all. But, its the main base for the EEB."

"EEB? What's that stand for?"

"Equestrian. Engineering. Bureau. Were one of those big fancy government agencies. We help protect Equestria and just bout' any other place from the threat of Markers or Necromorph outbreaks." She shrugged. "Scootaloo went round' to other bases and set up some weird comm's thing."

"The entire world? That's some pretty serious stuff. So, anything happen lately?"

Applebloom looked over at Isaac and Scootaloo, eyes switching back and forth to them. She pressed a button on her helmet and then on Babs Seed's.

"Aright' were on a private link. We can only hear each other. Now, ah didn't want to worry Scoot's or Sweetie... But, there's been a few murders. Only, the bodies have Unitologist symbols carved into them."

"Murders? What pony could do that?" Babs Asked, horrified. "And... Carved into them?"

"Well, if the clues mean anything, then he wasn't a pony at first." Applebloom said gravely. "The last corpse we found, had a note. A note from a man ah thought was dead. Tiedmann. Apparently, he goes by Tiedmane now." She snorted. "He keeps disappearing, and when an agent goes after him... They disappear too. Tracker and all."

Before Babs could answer, Scootaloo knocked on her helmet a few times. Appleboom cut the connection and let Babs Seed's helmet fold up.

"Ok, I've got suits for all! Even Sweetiebelle when she decides she'll need one." Scootaloo said. "And, since there's a bench here, we can just get ourselves scanned up an ready to go. Isaac, why don't you go get Sweetibelle?"

"Sure. whatever." He mumbled, trudging to the door.

They watched him go, ears splayed back against their heads. Once the door closed, Scootaloo and Applebloom trotted to the bench.

Babs also followed, and copied them when they took off their suits.

"Ok, who's first?" Scootaloo asked.

Applebloom stepped up and let Scootaloo pull out the small device Isaac once used. With a quick scan, Scootaloo set one of the new suits up on it and watched as the machine went to work.

Once it was done, she handed the new suit to Applebloom.

Babs Seed gulped and closed her eyes, expecting to feel something go through her skin. But instead heard the machine snipping and piecing together her suit.

"And now, my turn. I custom designed mine, so I can change with ease." She said, hoofing the device to Applebloom.

Her friend scanned her and as the machine was fixing her suit, Isaac came back in. But with no Sweetiebelle.

"Hey, Where's Sweetie?" Scotoaloo asked, shivering slightly from the heating inside. "Oh that feels good." She purred.

"She's gone." Isaac said. "When I went out, she was gone. Couldn't find her anywhere."

A slight tremor reverberated throughout the small cave.

"Well, either she's around here or this place might be caving in." Isaac said. "So, I see you all got your suits. Where's mine?"

"Here." Scootaloo threw him a suit, only, he sighed when he saw it.

"You had to get it in neon damn pink?" He asked.

"No, not really. I got the other suits made for us. And we didn't feel like wearing the pink one."

"Well, atleast real men wear pink." He shrugged, putting on the suit. "There's a fucking smiley face on my fists! Actually, that's kind of badass in a way."

"Oh, that reminds me!" Scootaloo said, pulling out a card from her chest piece. "This is yours."

Isaac snatched the card away and slipped it into his own chest plate.

"I fucking knew you took it." He growled at her. "The guards owe me ten bucks now."

"Aren't we supposed to, I dunno, meet the rest of the group?" Scootaloo said.

"That's right! I can't believe how much time we've spent here!" Isaac cried. "Come on!"

He hurried into the door ahead, the crusaders following.

Once it opened, the voice of a soldier rang out.

"He's here! He's... Pink! He's here and he's pink!" He laughed. "Guys! Clarke's wearing a pink suit! Look! Look at him and laugh!"

Isaac groaned but then chuckled evilly when he saw the soldier laughing, get his arms cut off from a Slasher that jumped up from beneath the snow.

The crusaders and them stood there, watching as it took out the remaining soldiers. Once it was finished, it crawled on it's arms, after having a soldier blow it's legs off.

Isaac ran up to it and stomped on it's head.

"laugh at the pink guy." Isaac huffed. "Let that be a lesson."

As they continued on, another tremor hit, and Danik was on the comm again.

"The tunnel! He's in the tunnel!" He yelled.

Another soldier came out, holding a shotgun, he aimed it right at Isaac. before Scootaloo could grab him, the sound of a bullet casing hit the ground.

The man fell to the ground, a bullet hole in his head from where Babs had shot him.

Babs gulped, shaking slightly before looking up at Isaac. She forced a smile underneath her helmet and nodded.

He did a quick glance back at her before continuing further. His vibrant pink armor clashing with the white of the snow.

"Well look at that, he was alone." Isaac muttered, seeing around the corner there were no more soldiers. "Good work Babs."

"T-thanks..." She said.

They got to the door and entered. Just as the door closed, a Slasher broke through the vent.

"Kill it! Kill it!" Isaac yelled as he repeatedly hit it across the head.

Applebloom took out her Plasma cutter and blew off an arm in the first shot. Babs Seed covered her head from the pour of blood that fell by her head by an inch. Applebloom aimed forward and shot out, it's legs gave out and it fell to the floor dead, blood pooling up around them.

The door opened and they all stumbled out. And then froze.

A smaller Snowbeast was frozen in front of them, hanging by cords.

"What the hell?" Isaac thought.

"Children of Altman." Danik spoke again from a corpses radio, the Marker has a plan for all of you! When the time comes, you will be reborn! But for that to happen, Isaac Clarke must die. The future of our religion-of our very race-depends on it. Stop him at any cost! Altman be praised!"

"Well, I think I preferred the classic rock playing off my radio back in my apartment." Isaac said, descending the ladder.

He got down and let Scootaloo down, then Babs but then, Applebloom stood at the top, looking down unsure.

"Don't worry, I'll catch you." Isaac said.

She gave an audible gulp before jumping down, Isaac caught her by the torso and set her down.

They entered the door in front of them, keeping to the back while watching the vent above. It opened and they all backed out, only turning around when the door closed.

"I think that went well, considering all that's happened." Isaac said.

A bullet flew over his head, followed with the voice of a soldier.

"It's Clarke! Shoot him! Shoot him! And he's pink! Shoot the pink guy!"

"Fuck you! There's nothing wrong with a man wearing pink! Only real men wear pink! And I have the card to prove it!" He yelled back.

Author's Notes:

I just converted nearly an entire religion to ponies. I feel great.

Oh, and if you find the Spiderman easter egg, I'll add him in temporarily.