The girls were having fun telling story’s and of course Twi was reading books. “Twilight dear you must put that book down and join us! You must have some exciting stories from when you were in Canterlot!” Rarity spoke up, Twi sighed and walked over to the bed putting the book down.

What? Too short? Ok lets go see Rainbow Dash and Connor.

A pillow shot accrose the room as Connor fell out of the bed. “Crap!” He back filped dodging another pillow.

“Give up?” Dash yelled with a a huge grin on her face. Connor got up duel wielding the pillows.

“Not a chance!” He chucked one of the pillows at her hitting her right in the face.

“ACK!” She yelled as the other pillow hit her in the stomach making her hit the wall lightly. “Why you little!” She took the pillow off her face.

“Hey! I am not little and you know that!” She blushed and Connor laughed. “As a matter of fact we should meet under the covers and get to know each other a bit more.” He winked at her and she blushed a deeper red.

“F-fine, if it keeps you from talking like that...” She flouted over to the bed, Connor grinned and took off his shirt. A scar like Peters was on his chest.

“I’ll never get use to that...” Dash shivered.

“I keep forgetting about that. I remember when I got this,” He sighed at the memory’s. Dash looked at him for a moment.

“You never told me the story....About how you got it.” She pointed at the scar. Connor sighed and sat down next to her on the bed.

“It was about three years ago, a year after we fought Sif,”

------------------Flashback---------------

Damian sat on the bench in the park reading a book waiting for Peter and Connor. He heard a click and looked up to see a pistol pointed at his head. “Sup Bruce?” He said trying to stay calm as Bruce looked down at him the hatred.

“Your going to die today DJ, I’m sure of this.”

“You say that every time we meet. I told you you need to buy me dinner first!” He giggled and two other’s giggled.

“Ya and a fancy hotel room!” Connor laughed and looked at Peter.

“I would need a huge steak with a Pepsi.” They all laughed and Bruce let out a very small girn before getting back his look of hate.

“Dude we totally got you! Put the gun down and let’s go out drinking!” He was thinking about it then shook his head looking back to Damian.

“Goodnight DJ.” As he was about to pull the trigger Connor drop kicked him in the head and grabbed the gun.

“No! Bad!” He laughed and pointed the gun at Bruce. “Get the hell out of here.” Bruce looked at everyone then ran. “Too easy.” Connor giggled then turned to Damian. “You owe me one.” He nodded and we all laughed.

“Wow, your a DJ for a few months and someone already wants you dead. *Sniff* I’m so proud!” Peter wiped away a fake tear and again we all laughed.

“So how are you guys doing on finding your powers? I havent gotten mine yet...” Damian sighed. Connor looked at him his face had no humor on it.

“Dude we don’t even know if this is real. I don’t care if you say hope is all we need, I need prof before I try my hardest.” They stared at each other for a few moments before Damian looked at Peter.

“Anything for you?” He shook his head. “Oh well, ready for another mission?” They both nodded. “Ok, we need to get a stolen tiger back for some rich dude. It was last seen in a heavily guarded where-house with a lot of camras.”

“So we just storm in there like madmen and shoot everything in sight?” Damian nodded with a grin at Connor. “Wonderful!” They all cheered.

---A Few Days Later In The Middle Of The Job---

“SHIT!” Connor yelled pushing up a metal wall to keep from getting shot. “First we find out the rich guy just wanted slaves and had us in mind and now we are in the middle of a gun fight! WONDER-FUCKING-FULL!” Damian and Peter were trying to get the locked ass door open with kicks and punches as Connor shot at the goon’s. Soon a large metal rod shot threw the wall and went into Connor’s chest. “WHAT THE HELARGH!” He threw up blood. Peter looked at him with fear and rage.

“CONNOR! Damian take care of the door!” He nodded shivering. Peter ran over to him and picked him up slightly. “Connor!? Come on bro stay with me! Come on you can’t die like this! Please!” Connor looked at him with silent pain and held out his shaking fist.

“N-n-never t-t-thought it w-would e-end like this ha! Being impaled by a m-metal rod. To tell ya I am scared and very hurt and I-I can’t take it......Bro-hoof?” Peter stared at him then put his fist on Connor’s.

“Bro-hoof...” Connor’s hand fell. Peter stood up and glared at the men who had stop shooting to give them the moment. “YOU MOTHERFUCKERS AND GOING TO FUCKING PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID! HE WAS THE LAST OF MY FAMILY AND NOW HE’S GONE! YOUR ALL GOING TO FUCKING DIE!” He started to grow in size, muscle and shape.

“Peter! Your a earth pony! You now have almost limitless strength and are bullet proof!” Peter nodded and charged. After a few minutes all the men were dead and Peter was running back over to Damian.

“Can we save him?” He nodded.

“We just need to get the hell out of here!” Peter nodded and Sparta kicked the wall out. “That works! Get Connor!” Peter nodded again and picked Connor up, then rushed out the hole in the wall.

____________END FLASHBACK____________

“When we got to the hospital the doctors had the pull to one side and rip out the pipe in order to get it out, now I have heart problems. But I never let it get me down, I was dead for about 10 minutes when I got there. They were surprised I diden’t have any brain damage.” Connor laughed lightly and clutched his chest. “Every time I tell that story I go back to that day, but it dosint bother me none, so what do you think of my story telling skills?” He looked at her to see her on the verge of tears, she hugged him.

“I-I’m sorry I asked if it hurts to talk about it.” He hugged her back.

“Naw it helps every time I talk about it so It’s ok.” They stayed there for a while until Dash let go.

“You know, we havent gotten ‘under the covers’ yet. You leaving me hanging?” She grinned along with Connor.

“You just let me forget.” He tackled her and grabbed the blanket. Next Chapter: the begining of the end Pt 2 : never saw that coming. Estimated time remaining: 10 Minutes