Good day dear readers. The Guardians are back with another story. Hope you enjoy and let us know of your opinion.
Metallic Shadow lay inside his dark cell in solitary confinement, chained by multiple cuffs and other restraints with a rather creepy grin plastered on his face, something that both unnerved and concerned some of the guards in charge of watching his cell. He had gotten into solitary due to his disruptive and rather dangerous behavior, but it didn't seem to bother him. If anything, he seemed to be waiting for something... or someone.
"Hey, you in the cell!" one of the guards yelled at the chained and immobile stallion. "Wipe that smug grin off your face before I wipe it for you!"
"Oh... but I can't. I'm too happy to not smile," the earth pony answered, keeping his creepy grin. "And shouldn't one be happy on a momentous occasion?"
"Occasion? What, you have a birthday or something, assassin?" the guard scoffed. There was a sudden explosion, before without any warning a hailstorm of metal feathers shot through the air, catching the guards unaware.
"The occasion is breaking out of this dump," Metallic Shadow stated, then started laughing like a madman; considering where he had ended up, it probably wasn't too far fetched a conclusion of what he had become.
"You... bastard!" the guard shouted, turning to try and face the attacker, while his friend tried to call it in. But before he could, with a animalistic snarl, a figure suddenly leapt at the two guards, a gleaming blade slicing one's neck while another shorter blade was stabbed into the others chest, as a half-robot, half-pony face was glaring at him, one normal piercing blue eyes gleaming as a robotic one glared at them a bright red color. Metallic Shadow smirked.
"About time you showed up. I was starting to think I was forgotten," he remarked, then added, "Not that I'd mind. It's actually quite cozy in here... if you can get past the cold steel."
"I had to make sure they thought I was dead," Shield stated as he pulled the sword attachment of one of his robotic legs out of the guards chest, before he stepped up to the door of the cell and with the grating screech of metal-on-metal he used his wings blade to cut through the door, stepping through as with a flick of his wing he sent a flurry of controlled metal feathers flying through the air, slicing through the restraints that bound Metallic Shadow to the ground with a precision that was made from years of assassination missions and training. The earth pony assassin stretched his muscles for a moment, then gave another crazed laugh.
"Good to have you back, boss. Now what's our first order of business?" he asked.
"We're meeting with an employer shortly who has a job for us," Shield said, turning towards the cell door. "You coming Metallic? Or did I break into here for nothing?"
Metallic looked back at his cell, then gave a shrug and followed him out.
"I wish I had a camera. I could've gotten 8 million hits on the Darkweb," he joked. Shield glanced at Metallic and raised an eyebrow, before rolling his normal eye and continued on, his now three robotic legs making soft clanks as he walked along, his only normal leg remaining being the left foreleg.
"And some time after we do this job, I plan on getting my revenge on the one who did this to me." He snarled at Metallic. "And you're helping me one way or the other."
A/N: Admirer here. I know it's short and maybe a little disturbing. The longer chapters are on their way.
Peace.