(Note: I'm back with Chapter 3! And guess what? Blitzy gets power saddling and a Pip-Buck! Pretty interesting stuff so lets dive in. :)

Chapter 3 Answers Left Unspoken

Ravager Blitzfire

Pre-War: 16 Years Before The Megaspells

I dragged my best friend straight back to my house. I had not spoken to him since the second he'd told me it was already done. Everything had gone completely silent when he had said that. I had laid there on top of my closest friend, our breathing aligned, our eyes never straying from each others'…our muzzles only inches apart…. Then the shouting from the police. I had broken the eye contact and together we had crawled to the shrubs, to watch as the police carried a body bag between two of them. His stepfather…the stallion was dead.

Now the two of us sat in my bedroom, me on my bed, hind legs dangling and fore hooves supporting me to sit up, and Nexus on the floor, on a pillow. He stared toward the window, but I couldn't take my eyes off him. He was clinging to his backpack, one strap still around his right hoof. He hadn't spoken and neither had I. There was no way, just no way I could believe he would have done this. Yet he didn't deny it. Was he happy about it? There was no reading his mind when he wouldn't even look at me.

"My mom has agreed to let you stay here." I spoke first, after about an hour.

Nexus broke his stare from the window and blinked up at me like a lost colt. He looked like a colt just sitting there, small. "Where will I sleep?" he said quietly. He glanced at the floorboards.

"Nexy…look at me buddy." I smiled.

He spoke suddenly, looking me straight in the eye and serious, "What if I did it?"

"Did what?" I was taken aback.

"Killed him? Would you be okay with that? Or…would you hate me?"

I sat on the question. I was surprised he'd even asked that. Not because of my answer, no, I knew exactly what my answer was. I was surprised because he questioned my loyalty to him. Our friendship. We'd grown up together, gone to school together. I was there in the waiting room when Fire Flower was born, and also there when his mother had died of cancer. "Spark, if you killed him then I'd be there for you to hide the evidence. I mean seeing as the police already took the body." I laughed an empty laugh. It seemed to perk him up though.

He smiled shyly at me. Nexus was never one to do anything shyly. We were troublemakers! But there he was, and I couldn't help thinking he was cute. "Thanks Blitz. That means a lot."

"I did tell you not to though. It doesn't accomplish anything. It doesn't bring her back." I shook my head. Nexus looked away from me again. No! I didn't want to upset him like that. Damn! It hadn't even been a day, I was being insensitive.

I shot to the floor, crawling toward him. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close. "Nexy, I'm sorry."

He hugged me back, "I can't believe my sister's really gone Blitzy. I knew he was terrible, I just never saw this coming."

"Nopony did. Nopony could have." I said. I saw tears forming in his eyes and knew this was pushing it. "So did you do it?"

Nexus seized up, withdrawing his arms and ending the hug. I drew away from him, looking him over. For a few moments he didn't speak. Then he finally asked, "Where will I sleep?"

Present Time: 207 Years After the Incident of Stable 14

What's the first thing I did when I got sealed up in that power saddle? I jumped off a freaking roof. I got scared if I was being honest. I would never admit it out loud. I don't know where it came from really. But the moment the saddle clicked into place around me, locking me inside, I jumped forward, but the saddle was right next to the roof's edge and I plunged straight for the ground.

"Blitz, you crazy buffoon, get ahold of yourself!" I shook my head, but holy crap, the street came up to meet me.

I smashed into the pavement, and I bent my knees to brace myself. The impact was next to nothing, my power saddle taking the brunt of it. I glanced around. Okay EFS, tell me what to do next. That's when it did. [CAUTION] I remember when I had expected to receive my Pip-Buck back before I'd been sealed in a freezer for a coffin. I had read up on functions, so I would be familiar with it. I also read about how EFS and the Pip-Buck worked hoof-and-hoof. Caution meant enemies were nearby and searching for me. I was just in time to save the museum from the last of the raiders.

I activated the minigun attachment, and I was pleased to hear the satisfying whir of the weapon revving up. "Prepare to eat lead." I smirked. I didn't need to use SATS, not when my targets were easy pickings. The moment they came into view, I sent rain down on them. I could feel satisfied about tearing them to shreds and them not being able to do a thing to stop me. But I wasn't like them, and that would be stooping to their level. The only victory I felt was being able to save the settlers from them.

I moved for the door of the museum, thinking I was home free. "RRRRROOOUWWW!" came a loud howl behind me. I recognized a roar like that. Turning around, I knew what was there. Crawling from a large sewer grate covering that it had just twisted and shoved aside, was the biggest timber-claw I had ever seen. Trust me, I'd seen plenty of them in my time.

Buck, I remember back when you only had to worry about avoiding the woods at night so a lone timber-wolf wouldn't come at you. Oh, but you could just call pest control and they'd be gone! Now I was pest control, and I rose my musket, "Say hello to my little friend," I winked and cranked it up. Three cranks and blam! The claw reared back, and I was outta ammo. I had time to change positions, making the tactical move to get the buck out of there.

The creature came after me, running on all fours and going ballistic. I lifted my weapon but it leapt through the air and its maw latched onto my gun. That gun was trashed now and I scoffed. I shook the beast off me as I tossed the musket to the side and lifted the minigun. "Okay, guy, I'm not happy now." It obviously didn't care, so I pumped it full of bullets. It screeched, rearing back and trying to avoid my onslaught. I shook my head, and kept firing until that thing was on its back in the gravel.

"You didn't like that did ya?" I stood over it, smirking.

"RAHHH!" It jumped up, muzzle on my power saddle's mask. I had teeth in my face, a tongue licking the port. It was not going to give up.

Boom! I had my revolver under its gut, and it slumped, this time dead for real. "Trusty little pistol," I deactivated the helmet of my saddle just to blow off the smoke curling from the barrel.

There came the sound of clapping, hooves stomping on the floor. I looked up to see Press up on that little ledge of a balcony. I shook my head, and as I popped the cap off a bottle of Sparkle Cola, the pony called down, "Well done friend! Get up here so we can talk!" I saved the cap and watched my AP fill as I finished off the drink. I could get used to that.

I headed into the now mostly empty Museum of Friendship. I passed the dropped bodies of raiders I'd already offed. My job here was done. I'm not sure what treasure I had found but I had a feeling I was about to find out. Pushing open the door, I smiled at the ponies in the room. "Like my hoof work?" I asked them.

Mama Madmare smiled at me like a senile bat, "My, that was inspiring wasn't it?"

"We don't have time for this," snarled the other mare in the room.

"Thanks," said Press, coming to stand next to me and survey the room. "We couldn't have done it without you fella."

I chuckled, "Glad to hear, but if that's the case you're gonna have a hard time making your way out in the big bad wasteland."

"Oh, we've made our way just fine," said Surge, "just ran out of resources there for a second."

Press patted me on the back, "I think you may be a valuable resource though, if you'd hear us out."

I rose a brow at him, giving him a sideways glance, "Is that so?"

"I can explain," he smiled and waved a hoof at me apologetically, "But once we get back to Sanctuary, okay?"

"Sure," I nodded.

"Alright my little ponies," Press addressed the room, "Let's move out." he looked me in the eye, "Care to accompany us?"

"Perhaps for a little bit," I told him, "But I do have my own things to do. I'm a solo flyer."

"I understand," Press nodded, "I think we have a little of that in all of us." he smiled at me.

We made our way to the foyer, and there Mama collapsed out of nowhere. "Oh what now," said the other mare, rolling her eyes.

Press sighed, "Hey now, we've all been through a lot."

I wandered over to the old mare. She was breathing heavily. That's when she looked up at me, owl eyes trying to focus on me, and I see the pupils dilate and contract multiple times. "I see something," she muttered almost like she wasn't speaking to me. She was looking at something past me.

"What is it?" I whispered, not quite sure what to make of her state.

"You're looking very intently for something, but you don't know what it is…" her voice was raspy and shook with each word, like it was a strain just to push them out. I saw her tongue lap against her teeth.

"I'm a treasure hunter," I told her.

"Yes, but what treasure do you seek? That is the real question my child." her eyes locked with mine, "I see now!" she gasped, eyes fluttering and rolling up.

"Are you alright there?" I asked her.

"There is a distant city, of snow and lights and wonderment." she cried out, gasping for air. "I see it now! In my mind's eye." she was staring at the ceiling, at the propellers of the old vertiherd.

"Do you now?" I was concerned, if not a little skeptical.

"I see you going there, I see lights, bright lights on big TV screens. Like billboards." she was breathing heavily, on the verge of hyperventilating. "Be wary my child," she looked back into my eyes. "In this city of diamonds you will find a false friend, and a few true friends, but it is hard to differentiate the deceivers from the rest."

For a second I was starting to believe her, believe that she could see the future and that she was telling my fortune. But then she began coughing and Press was by her side in a heartbeat, picking up something that had fallen from her pocket. "Mama, where did you get this?" it was a vial of jet, an illegal drug. I sighed, I couldn't believe I was about to trust a druggie with my future. I'd never even heard of this city of diamonds. You think I'd know.

"I know you don't trust me now," said Mama, grabbing my leg, "But check your Pip-Buck, and compare them to your Stable-Tech issued maps. You will see."

She was lifted away from me, Press helping her get to her hooves, and the other mare scoffed, "Really? Chems again Madmare? Don't you think it gets old?"

"No need to be fighting now y'all," said Press.

How had she known that? My maps were my most safeguarded possessions. Not a single soul knew they existed let alone that I carried them with me. I shook my head to clear it. It had been a long day. I followed the ponies out of the Museum…

Sanctuary was a quaint little village overlooking Conquine. It was on a hill, across a bridge and the houses sat in a circle around a nice little town square where old shops could be seen. The megaspells must've mostly missed this place, though a lot of the houses were caved in.

"This looks like a great place to set up shop," said Surge as he galloped into the mechanic's shop in the town square. I had a feeling this wasn't atypical of the stallion. He came back out with a toolbox, and he set it down next to a big yellow contraption, that looked like it was meant for securing a small pony. No, it was a power saddle station!

"You're welcome to leave your saddle here," said Press, "I'm sure it wouldn't be comfortable to wear that thing all the time."

I shook my head, "You're right it wouldn't be." I stepped up to the station, allowing the contraption to lock onto the saddle. I deactivated the controls and stepped away from it, but like a suction cup, something inside latched onto my leg. I pulled away with great force, ending up on my rump, rocking onto my back. "Oof!" I gasped. I lifted my leg. First off, there was definitely a new Pip-Buck on my leg, registered under my name as it had told me. Secondly and slightly disturbingly, a flap of skin was stuck in it, attached to some bones, hoof bones to be exact.

"Oh!" I shook my arm, letting the thing fly away from me. Must've been the previous owner's remains. He had a Pip-Buck and now it was mine.

Something in me actually checked the map on the Pip-Buck. I didn't think I'd find something, and I almost closed the device, not finding anything right away. Then I scrolled past the outline of what looked like a cutie mark. It looked like snowflakes, but almost as though they were diamonds. They just sat there on the map, all innocent like. I put the cursor over it, and it was labelled as Double Diamond City, Undiscovered. I remembered Mama had told me to cross check it with my Stable-Tech maps. Sure enough, it was listed as one of the drop sites. However it's classification level was way too high and what was listed was blanked out and labelled confidential. "I'm the Overstallion!" I snapped, "My clearance is high enough for your stupid secrets." I rolled my eyes, obviously Stable-Tech didn't have any real faith in their own staff.

Mama Madmare had sat down on a little armchair somepony had dragged out from the antique shop across the street. We had all gathered on the porch of the mechanic's shop, really just a little old house. "I told you so," Mama smiled at me from her perch. I nodded slowly and stood.

Press was examining a workbench just beside the door of the shop, but he turned to me and Mama as I passed. "Does this mean you're moving on, wastelander?"

I looked down at my newly acquired Pip-Buck, seeing a quest with Press amongst the description. But I also saw a quest with Double Diamond City listed as an objective, and an animated image of me meeting some ponies there. You didn't get much more high tech than that and it surely meant it was important. "I think, this won't be the last we see of each other," I told the chocolate colored buck, "But for now, I've gotta make my way north."

Press laughed, "Taking Mama up on her offer eh?"

"Riding the Sight," said the mare with a chuckle and a cough.

"Just be careful," Press told me as I made my way out of town.

I smirked, "I can take care of myself." I knew I could, I always had.

I checked my pistol, loaded the magnum, then holstered it and continued on my way. I was surprised by how everypony just got right to work settling down here in the little village. The mare was already hard to work setting up a farm with her brother. I noticed on my walk that the bombs must've fallen at different times. Over in Conquine, it was the Friendship Festival and decorations were denoted to Twilight and her friends; but here it was Nightmare Night. Scary decorations were everywhere: pumpkins, black cats, witches and ghouls. So some ponies must've had more time. Lucky them.

My hooves graced the bridge and I looked over my shoulder. I know they say no backwards glances. Things like that. But I wasn't looking back. I was looking forward. I had a feeling this wasn't the last I'd seen of these ponies. I did know that it would probably be a long time though. I had a lengthy journey ahead of me if I was to discover this supposed Double Diamond City.

"Well, better get going." I said to myself. I left the dust behind me.

(Soo, Blitzy rides the Sight hmm? Well it seems he has no problems with chems. Now where's he off to? Double Diamond City? Get it? It's Double Diamond from Our Town. Just wait for the next chapter I've got a lot in store X3

Brohoof /)