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Lapis disregarded the last file. It wasn't something he'd be interested it. He confirmed the blueprints in his coat and typed in 'no regrets' into the terminal. Lapis just walked away, not really caring at this point. His mission was concluded. He acquired the only bit of research that interested him and had some idea who Jack was. The name Jackson Snow actually sounded familiar. Lapis felt he that he'd seen it in an article. But that wasn't important. He returned back to his warehouse basement and began going over the blueprints. Once everything was ready, he would locate Jack and prove himself a worthy foe.


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The fangirls were outside of the ring, sad to be so far away from their love, but relkeved to not be in danger.

 

Butajiri perked with excitement. "Perfect! I cannot wait for my fame! I will allow you to make the first move. Don't hold back now. I cant become famous if this fight is too short."

 

Nightfall started walking in a circle close to the outside of the ring. His ears were laid back, and he looked pissed and tired.

"Everypony knows making the first move is a mistake. I'm not making it. Just let me be on my way before I let go and decide to wreak havoc."

He glared at Butajiri. Nightfall didn't care about his fan girls or his want for fame. He just want to stop crime and rest.

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Scout had been sitting in his den for a while, but eventually a courier came and hoofed over a bounty hunting contract, "Tell him i'm not doing any work today, i think a good walk about the city would be good for me, begone" and with that, the courier left.


Everything seemed... normal, just for once, but there was something going on just around the corner, he could hear it. He rounded the corner, only to see a small fight going on, along with alot of screaming and hollering mares, In the world is going on here? He carefully moved about the crowd, it was the same Alicorn from the fight not too long ago, and some other Pegasus, of course there wasn't any fighting, at least not yet...


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"Well then," butajiri said dissatisfied, "If you don't want to have fun, we'll just play for keeps!" He picked up his sword and held it in front if his face. After some cheering from his fans, he charged at Nightfall.

 

 

 

As the words were typed into the computer, its voice said one more thing before shutting down, "Goodbye cruel, organic world! Daddy's going to heaven with Nixon! ...Whoever that is!"

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Nightfall only knew that this sword could be his death. He didn't know of its powers, but a sword is a sword. Nightfall jumped up into the air, almost rolling, using his wings to help him fly. He tried bucking Butajiri, and then tried firing a couple of shots at him with his horn. However, he noticed his energy was low and falling. He needed rest...

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Windward flew above the hall to the main office, He moved the ceiling tile out of the way, Flew down and pushed a small red button, Making a loud buzzing noise and causing all the cells to open. All the insane ponies came running out of their cells some laughing some crying and others that were just making noise. That will get her occupide. Wind thought, Smiling and Flying back above the tiles.


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Now the cells were opening. The prisoners almost couldn't believe it. She smiled at them, "Browny?" she asked. They all laughed at her, making insane noises. A few of them carried her and threw her out of the cell block, "And don't be acomin' back copper. Yer lucky we don't just gut ya'. Thanks fer the brownies!" And they laughed. She brushed herself off and grinned, "No problem!" Then she pressed a button and a counter-measure trapped the prisoners inside. She skipped towards the main office.

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In the end, what matters most?

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Oh, she's good. Wind thought, flying above Sapphire. She is going to the main office, you should mess with her a little more. I have a great idea. He flew towards the cell the was farthest away from the main office. He made sure Sapphire couldn't see him, Then he jumped down into the hall and opened the cell door. What are you doing here ? The pony asked standing up and walking to the entrance of the cell. I am here to help you break out... well Break, that is. Wind grabbed the pony snapped his neck, Flew back up into the ceiling and flew towards the main office.

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She made it into the empty office and looked at the security cameras and saw a pony dead in D block. "Oh no! What the heck guys! I thought you said you wouldn't kill anypony!" she says into the intercom. "And you did it after eating the brownies!" she added close to tears. She began to run to D Block.

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Butajiri turned to face his opponent again. "You might want to leave, now" he said to his fans. He grabbed the hilt of his sword and the handle expanded with some form of pink flesh. The sword handle was then as long as the blade itself. A face was clearly seen in the fleshy handle. "The Banshee Shriek, a rather lovely name for a sword, dont you think?"

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Dephina was entering the place that was to be her next gig. She was to have a, quote, "Solo performance in a recording studio." A bunch of 'sound technitions' that looked suspiciously like scientists and doctors ushered into a small white room. They set her up with a cello and some music, and she saw the count down. She took a deep breath and began playing when the count hit 0. As she started playing, the air got stuffier and stuffier. It gained some mysterious tint, and she started choking on it. She blacked out, and woke up in the same room. The air was clear, and there was a 'techinition' standing over her.

 

"You alright? There was a gas leak, we took care of it. Please, continue."

 

She wasn't feeling quiet alright, but she nodded. The countdown started again and she started playing. It was the same music, but it sounded... different. She looked at the glass, and saw something she couldn't quite understand. The teckinitions were all staring at her blankly. She tilted her head, and their eyes regained focused.

 

A voice came through, "Thank you miss... uh... Thanks. You can leave now," came a sleepy voice. She sighed, nopony knew her name anymore. She went outsided and started humming. The ponies around her seemed strangely happy; she became immediatly suspicious.

 

"That's a nice voice," on of them said, "Somepony should hire you!"

 

"Uh, thanks?" she cracked a smile; it'd been a long time since anypony had complimented her on her abilities. She started humming a lulaby, and now mysteriously people were sleeping around her. That was when she had the epiphany; Wait a minute, the last song I hummed was a Wedding Tune. That song was the one my mom used to hum for me. No way... She softly hummed a sad tune and watched it effect the ponies around her. They didn't seem happy anymore. You could see a tear running down one or two cheeks as they hurried home.

 

This is weird, she thinks. Then she hears a commotion in an alley. She saw somepony beating on another one. She knew a peacful tune for the cello, so she decided to test herself. She unpacked and started playing. The effect was almost instant; The punches slowed to a stop, until the two ponies started hugging eachother and walked their seperate ways. She ran home excitedly. Her house was a small appartment filled with instruments and music scattered all over the place in an unorganized mess. She grabed a red cape she'd worn to halloween one ear and sowed a treble cleff into it. She put it on as a test, then put the matching black mask on. Finnaly she fit into the suit and admired herself in the mirror. She started name searching, and heard a little voice in the back of her head suggest 'The Music Maven.' "I like it," she whispers to herselfShe hopped out of the fire escape, ready to fight crime; she'd previously decided to use her new found powers for good. In small pouches in her suit, different instruments were ready to be played, but first she had to find somepony. She saw an Alicorn in a police uniform getting ready to fight somepony with a really big sword. "Show time," she mumbles. She steps out of the alley. "That is enough," she says to the sword charrier, "Drop your weapon."


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In the end, what matters most?

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Windward followed Sapphire to D-block. When they got to where he had killed the pony, Wind quietly moved the ceiling tile out of the way and slowly reached down and poked Sapphire on the head. Then, Wasting no time, He quickly moved the tile back into place and flew back down the hall.


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Sapphire pushed her hat back up, "He-ey! What'dya do that for?" she asked in a whiny voice to the ceiling tile. "You know I have to try to figure out what I can do for this pony!" *She check his pulse; dead* "Aww, shucks mister. I'm sorry, we're a little understaffed today." She ran back to the office to get a body bag.


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This pony isn't getting into the spirit of things. Show her what you can really do. I was just thinking the same thing. Of course you were. Yea yea, I know, Your me im you. Wind pushed the tile out of the way and waited for sapphire to walk by. Oh, this will be fun. He thought, smiling.

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Obliviously sprinting, she grabbed a body bagged and began dragging it back. It's so weird everypony left. I wonder why; was it because of me? Are my brownies not good enough? Not tasty enough? Are they stale? She stops and tastes one of the few she had left, Not stale...


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Windward grinned as Sapphire past below the open ceiling tile. NOW. No, not now. trust me. He thought. Wind waited a couple seconds to let Sapphire walk down the hall a bit, Then he jumped down and looked at her with a blank expression. Boo. He said, Sending a strong blast of air at her, Sending a table flying threw the window at the end of the hall.


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She braced herself, angling her wings to keep her on the ground. She keeps a firm grip on the body bag, and slides backwards down the hall. When th e wind stops her hair is all messed up and she's giggling. She runs past him tossing him a browny, "I wish I could play right now but there's a pony who needs a body bag. Maybe some other time, 'kay?"


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Wind smiles watching her run by. You think im joking around ? He said, Sending a focused blast of air at her back, Strong enough to knock the wind out of some pony. I dont like ponies who think life is all fun and games. I gotta run but it was nice meeting you, I am The Air Assassin, feel free to call me when you want to watch the city burn. He said turning around and flying out the window that the table had smashed.


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She stumbles as the airblast hits her. "That was a little rude..." she says, going to clean up the body.

 

Meanwhile, TMM (The Musical Maven) heard some commotion in the direction of the Asylum, and saw a pony flying away. Her eyes narrowed, "Hold that thought boys, I'll be right back. If the cop is dead or beaten, I'll track you down sword-screamer." She jumps onto a fire escape and climbed to the top of the building, then flew next to the pony flying away. "Hey, you, what were you doing at the Asylum?"


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And who are you ? Flying on over here and thinking you can just meddle in what I do for a living. He said.

Who the buck is this I dont know but I dont like her... she seems, nosy. I think we can both agree on that. He thought staring at the pony. Leave me alone. Windward said, Flying a little faster.


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She sighs and flies faster, "I'm a pony who was unfortunate enough to get tricked into a gift. And I suspect you of causing mayhem, which it is now my job to prevent. If I told you my name you wouldn't know it anyway," she said, "Now tell me why you were at the Asylum!"


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Windward smiles, and says .I was having fun... doing this. He slowed down for a moment then sends a blast of air behind him propelling him forwards. Catchya later. He says to the pony as he passes by. She... was annoying. He thought, dodging a cloud and flying down towards the streets.


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She let out a frustrated noise and took out her flute. Playing it loudly, she plays a lulaby in hopes of slowing him down. Being new to this, she doesn't know if it'll work, but she plays the song beautifully, and slowly. It would act as a kind of sluggishness in his muscle movements and thoughts.


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Is she playing the flute ? He thought trying to ignore the wind in his ears. glancing back at the pony, He began to slow down. KEEP FLYING YOU EGG HEAD. Windward shook his head and tried to ignore the music. That flute must be magical, or something. No duh, now pick up the pace. Wind started flying a little faster.

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She just played louder and more connected, flying faster herself. She switched songs from a random lulaby to the Franz one, in hopes that a more well-known, popular, and strong lulaby would have better effects. She also put more of her own energy in a song. A good preformance leaves the preformer tired.


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In the end, what matters most?

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