-Celestia-

"There is no fucking way Aj would do something like this!" Twilight shouted, "I couldn't believe that she would do this!"

"Aj must be stopped at all costs," Cadence told me, "She is a danger to us and the refugee camp in Manehatten."

"She won't go down easily," I told them, "She may have the brace on here but she is now a convict and an enemy of her own country. I want Manehatten notified at once."

"How is that possible? She's just some punk ass kid, not some fucking Zulu Warlock. But even without her powers, she still knows how to live low and off the grid," Cadence asked.

"Use your fucking imagination," I snapped.

"And what if we come across Aj?"

"She has nothing. Which means that you would have the edge," I walked over to the table in my room and pulled out a revolver, "This gun uses special bullets. One shot to the head will alter her memory. After that we will instill a new order for Aj to follow. We can't kill her for two reasons; one: she was built to be unstoppable; and two: she's better off to the universe alive. So if we kill her now, we might as well just pull the trigger on ourselves."

"I still think that there is something wrong with Aj though," Fluttershy commented, "The Aj we saw didn't seem like herself.

-Aj-

I ran through Canterlot doing the cliche. I was naked and I was afraid. There were weird trucks following me, so I knew I had to hide somewhere and quickly. Being tired and hungry, I felt my body weaken. So I made headway into Canterlot Ruins where I knew I could hide. Finding a hole, I jumped down into it.

I landed hard into a cavern basement. Not caring about the grimy walls, I pressed myself agajnst one as I heard the trucks slow to a stop as my breathing got back under control, "Okay! I want this rescue mission high and tight. I wanna be home in time for dinner," I heard one woman shout out.

"Yes Lieutenant!" a few other voices chimed in unison. I pressed myself against the wall so I could hide in the shadows, "Manehatten Militia! I want one of you to scout out the corridors for Applejack. Don't kill her, I want her alive. She must come to the compound alive!"

"Yes General Spike!" a minute or so later a man jumped down into the hole and I just hid. He looked around until his eyes stopped on mine, "Applejack?" I just kept quiet and moved to the side so I could hide behind a large metal pipe, "Please don't run. We're not here to hurt you. We just want some questions answered is all."

I still kept silent, "I hear you like Orange Citrus Cakes," I heard the unwrapping if plastic before the string scent of oranges hit my nose. Moving my head to the side, I saw him holding a large orange pie, "We aren't here to hurt you," he repeated.

"Do you see anything?" Lieutenant Spike called from above.

"Nothing yet sir. Just some old pipes is all," this man lied.

"Well keep looking corporal."

"Yes sir," the man saluted him and waited a few seconds before looking back up at me. He smiled as he slowly pulled out clothes from his backpack and set them down. He set the Orange Cakes down on top of them before running off.

-Lieutenant Spike-

An hour passed and there wasn't any sign of Applejack. So I called it and decided to move to the next town. I stopped when I saw the oddest thing. There was Applejack in a military suit sitting on top of my car eating some kind of pastry. She looked at me as she licked her fingers clean, "Boss?" I looked at one of my underlings.

"Stay here," I told all of them. As I walked toward Applejack, she hopped off the truck and began walking. As we walked closer together, I began shedding myself of all my gear and weapons to leave them behind in the dirt. When we got into each other's faces, I simply asked, "Did you do it?"

"Depends," she smirked evilly.

"On what exactly?"

"What's the bounty at?"

"Five Decs. Ten if someone brings back your head on a silver platter. But that's not why I'm looking for you though."

"You want information on someone?"

"On two people actually."

"Why are those people here then?"

"To ensure the survival of Applejack Bluing like me," I told her.

"So what's your question?"

"It involves two half-breeds; Kate and Grum."

"What are they to you?" her smile became even more crooked, "Big Daddy Johns," she just began to chuckle, "What could I possibly tell you about them?"

"Did they die by your hand or by a hand of your command?"

"They died fighting for me. They laid down their lives so I could live. Their bodies can be found buried next to the Apple pond. Like the heroes they are. I shall miss them sorely. Especially Grum," she smiled.

"That's not what I'm asking?"

"But that's my answer. They died fighting for me, but not because of me. Does that make sense?"

I nodded in response before I continued, "Now about my earlier question. Did you do it?"

"What makes you think that I would tell you?"

"I dunno, but a special bullet has been made specifically for you. So either I have my trigger happy friend behind me dig a bullet through your thick skull, or you can just simply tell me. Either way, I will know the truth. I deserve it."

"Is it because you just might be the brother of those two?"

"I am. The lesser unknown brother. And before you ask, yes. I wanted it that way. I was in the secret service for a long long time Applejack. Now that they are presumed dead and you're the prime suspect, there are questions that must be answered. So if you want me to save you, you must tell me what I need to know."

"So you can clear my name?" I dipped my chin, "What if I told you that this was all just some part of a bet? A bet to the finish. Who will last longer? Me or Miss C? She never thought that she was never meant to be in command in the first place. To be honest, I kinda agree with her."

"So you're not gonna tell me?" she shook her head, "Fine," a bullet whizzed passed my head and hit her in the right shoulder. Applejack groaned in pain as she looked at the small blue tac in her arm. Her balance became unstable as she tried to stay conscious, "Hit her again!" I shouted. Another bullet lodged itself into her chest and that's when things for really interesting. Applejack retained her balance and stepped forward. I just began running away, "Drop Her Now!" I ordered. I looked back and there was An with three bullets in her body now. A fourth shot was fired and Applejack finally stopped running. She dropped to her hands and knees and tried staying awake, "You have taken five doses of a tranq that was created to put a hundred men to sleep. But you took four doses and you're still awake? How is that possible?"

"Maybe I'm just too stubborn for you," she struggled to say. I used but of my gun to jut her right in the forehead. She dropped and laid there motionless. Knowing what I did was morally upsetting me because she is only seventeen, but there are some things that have to be done in order to save her.

"Take her to the compound," I ordered, "Put her in the White Box," then my second walked up to me, "I don't understand. Commander Applejack doesn't just kill for sport. Something happened to her that know one knows about. Only her. She's not evil. She's not."

"We will find the answer Discord."

"That's not my name!" I hissed at her, "Not anymore! It is Lieutenant General Spike! Nothing Less! Nothing More!"

"But you must get over her. It's not your fault."

"I messed up when I was supposed to be loving and faithful. Only the death of Trixie will aid me in getting over her."

"And you think doing that will seriously make her love you again?"

"If I can prove that Trixie was behind it. But the only person who knows or has at least seen Trixie alive last was Applejack," Spike tried not to cry.

"Just remember that she is only seventeen. Don't treat her like you did the last fugitive. She's lost and scared. All she needs is a friend right now, okay?"

"That's not Applejack we have in that truck. That's just some look alike and I am going to grill her hard about where the real Applejack is."

"That is the real Applejack, Spike," my second enforced.

"Fine," I grunted, "You have two weeks to prove me wrong, Decca."

"That's more than enough time for me to do My job."

-Decca-

I looked into the eyes of Applejack. She was sitting in a corner with death in her eyes, "I didn't do it," her white clothes shifted as she did, "No matter what you think. I know I didn't do anything wrong here."

"I know but that's not why I'm here? I'm here to ask you only about one thing. Where's Trixie? We know you know where she is. On that day in now question, you saw her."

"He was sixteen and she was thirteen. Now she is seventeen and he is twenty. That big day before Trixie came into town. It was the day after Trixie had Twilight banished for a time being. The day after, Trixie saw the love those two had for each other and it reminded her of a time that used to be. She hated love and her past blinded her from the fact that those two were in love. Despite one being the Handler of Chaos and the other just a Pacifist. Discord may be of Chaos, but he is not evil. If he wanted to know the location of Trixie, why isn't he in here?" Applejack looked at the wall behind me, "Hey Discord! Why don't you come in here?"

A few seconds later I heard the door open and footsteps stopping right behind me, "Are you going to tell me where Trixie is or not?"

She just looked up at him with such a narcissistic smirk, "Only if you tell me what the bounty truly is. I know this little leashed dog girl is your new bitch, isn't she? I also want her to get out of here and I also want this interrogation to no longer be recorded. I will not have myself be mocked and it be on record. Oh yeah, I know you got one of those."

"Look, Commander," Spike dropped to a knee in front of her, "I know you're only seventeen and I know that you have gone through hell and back on multiple occasions; but do you think that just for one day, you could stop acting, Like A Goddamn, FUCKING, SSSAVAGE?!" he said with both anger and sadness in his voice, "PLEASE?!"

Applejack just chuckled at him. Spike growled and gave her a hard left hook to the cheek, "Spike," a man from behind him stepped forward, "You've sunk so low, we're beating teenagers now?"

Spike just looked back at the giant blonde before him as her face hardened, "Remember the first place I met you?"

"Yeah," he growled, "What about it?"

"People hated you because of where you came from. So that day you turned into the monster we fought off, the granite prison you were encased in was made from the same stone found in the ruins of Yakyakastan. Look under the mistletoe and there you shall find who you are looking for."

Spike sighed a sigh of relief, "That's all I ever wanted. Thank you Commander."

"Now will you embrace the call on your life? Will you bring order to chaos?"

"Once Trixie is dead and Fluttershy knows the real story, I will help you clear your name as well."

"Fine by me," Applejack smiled.