A/N: The fucking show is screwing me over. Turns out, a couple of OC's names in this list have been taken over during the last couple of episodes. So I came up with a solution… I'll kill off all the characters with taken names and the ones I don't like in this chapter. Yeah, I can be a dick. You could submit another OC if you'd like, but only if your last one died. And even then I might not accept it, just saying.

The song in this chapter is "Ain't No Rest for the Wicked" By Cage the Elephant.


"To take revenge halfheartedly is to court disaster: Either condemn or crown your hatred."

-Pierre Corneille


Vengeance

Arkane

Time: 12:45 AM

Location: Ponyville, Joke Shop

Party night, that's right. Every so often Moneybags lets the herd let loose in the Joke Shop. They had to have some fun to keep them sane. Most of the crew has become nocturnal. There's nothing they're allowed to do in the day, and they needed all the rest they could get for the dangerous night. "Free nights" were hard to come by. But when they did—they sure as hay did.

The music was deafening, prevented from leaving the vestibule due to a muffling force field. The gang had split up into individual cliques. Wonder Splash, Antares, Night Shade, and Stargazer sat on the table, having a friendly conversation about their individual backgrounds. Cryo, Quantum, Blaze, Iris, Jackal, Parallel Circuit, and Seraph had formed quite the pack. They had their own eating competition going on - mixing the most random foods up with each other, then betting on whether the other pony would eat it or not…idiots. The original group still held strong. Arkane, Sol, and Dante stood in the darkest corner of the cellar. Wonder Bread was the only pony that refrained from social interaction, preferring to nap on the door. Celestia knows how he could do that, slumbering should have been his special talent. Moneybags and Doll face did not attend these "parties" for they had other responsibilities to harbor. Crackle, Anarchy, and Cloud were—not there. That was a surprise; they would have loved to be there. The gang figured they were just pulling more pranks on Ponyville's residents.

Arkane eyed Stargazer from afar. He was still pissed off about the last night. He had his ass handed to him on a silver platter because of that broad. Now, he was her servant. And he knew that she was enjoying every second of it.

"It's not fair," Arkane stated angrily to his companions. "She's not even worth my time."

"Hey," Dante said smartly. "I can take her off your hooves if you want!"

Arkane grinned. "Shut up. I'd rather be her slave than see you happy."

"Pfft, whatever dude. You can have her." Dante replied grudgingly.

"What's wrong with you guys?" Sol asked incredulously. "You talk about them like their goods sold in a store. Like they're your property—I hate it."

This kind of behavior coming from Sol was incredible. "Jeez Sol, when did you grow a pair?" The midnight black unicorn teased.

"Aww, Sol's got a soft spot for mares does he? Well my friend, how about a little wager." Dante offered the brave pegasus.

"What kind of wager?" Sol asked intelligently.

"See that girl over there?" The unicorn stretched his hoof at the dark golden teenager with the multi-colored hair.

"Wonder Splash?" He said blatantly.

Dante laughed "Haha, yeah. I bet you won't ask her out."

Sol gulped, "No. You can't make me."

"Oh, can't I? I haven't gotten to the wager yet. If you don't ask her, I won't stop doing this." Dante took a massive breath. "No balls," He whispered.

"What are you doing?" Sol scoffed.

"No balls," He said louder this time.

"Wait."

"No balls!" now his voice was just distracting.

"Dude, come on. Please stop."

"NO BALLS!" His voice had ascended to just annoyingly distracting.

"Alright, fine!" Sol said urgently, "ya' friggin' loony."

"Don't worry pal, I'll give you some of my amazing pickup lines." The romantic aficionado whispered into his friend's ear with vigor.

Arkane made no attempt to interfere with the bet. He enjoyed his colleagues' chats, which would undeniably lead to dumb wagers every time they talked. The trio had a bit of a dynamic going on. Sol was like the naïve little brother, Dante the cool middle sibling, and Arkane; the careless elder kinsman. They truly were family, no matter how much Dante denied it. Everypony benefited from the relationships forged early on in the gang. Solar flare inherited some of his peers' adult views on the world, becoming a stronger leader through mature creeds and outlooks on life and death. Dante's tough exterior eroded over time, knowing his friends would never turn their backs on him. As for Arkane, his pals keep him from going emo—wasn't that enough?

Sol ambled clumsily closer to the pretty mare at the table.

"Hey…um…" The fool was at a loss for words.

"What's up Sol?" Wonder Splash said boringly. She was no idiot, and knew exactly why he was so flustered all of the time. He was handsome—all he needed was some guts.

Suddenly, the sucker remembered what Dante had told him. "Hey…wanna play house?"

"What?"

"You can be the door and I'll slam you."

Wonder Splash promptly punched him in the nuts. "Jackass," she said plainly.

The crippled lieutenant returned to his previous spot, dragging himself on the floor while groaning in pain. His mumbles were airy and confused, Arkane could hear between rambles "Why did I listen?" and "Oh Celestia why?" and "I'm never gonna have kids!"

Dante barely contained his laughter. Somehow, he managed to convince lover boy to try again.

Sol shuffled back to his target nervously. "Your hair is very becoming of you…" he paused.

Wonder Splash cocked an eyebrow, "Er…Thanks."

"Of course—if I were on you—I'd be coming too." Sol finished.

The beige mare psyched out the stallion with a mock punch to the face. The defender naturally brought his fore legs up to his head, but in doing so exposed one of his most vulnerable areas. A loud crack sounded off, blaring over the thunderous music for a split second, and waking Wonder Bread. Sol couldn't move at all, the shock his body had experienced shut down his nerves.

"Ow…" was all the victim of the punch could say before coughing clamorously.

Arkane joined Dante in laughing at their buddy's expense. As they cackled, the radio switched to another song, a guitar building up to the lyrics.

"HEY!" Blaze shouted with food still in his mouth. "I love this song!" He swallowed and jumped on top of the candlelit table.

~I was walkin' down the street when out the corner o' my eye I saw a pretty little thing approachin' me. ~

Night Shade accompanied the earth pony in the ballad.

~She said, I never seen a man who looked so well alone but could ya' use a little company. If ya' pay the right price, ya evenin' will be nice and you can go and send me on my way. ~

Her partner took over with complacence.

~I said you're such a sweet young thing. Why ya do this to yourself? She looked at me and this is what she said. ~

Everypony sung the next verses.

~Oh, there ain't no rest for the wicked, Money don't grow on trees, I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed, There ain't nothing in this world for free. I know I can't slow down, I can't hold back though you know I wish I could, Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked, until we close our eyes for good.~

Arkane was disgusted. Just what kind of gang are we running here? His thoughts were interrupted by the telephone ringing directly next to him. Luckily, he was able to hear it and pick up the phone.

"Yo!" The unicorn had to scream to let the other operator know he was there.

"Arkane, is that you? Please, help us. These guys in blue and white are following me, Crackle, and Anarchy. I'm scared, are we in trouble?"

Arkane froze, "Where are you?" he asked calmly.

"Outside the bowling alley, should we-"

"Okay stay there! I'm coming to get you, okay?"

"Okay."

He hung up. "CRYO, JACKAL, ANTARES! WE'RE GOING!"

The three addressed mobsters took their leave of the party and pursued the unicorn.

"Hey! Where are you assholes going?" Iridescent Monochrome inquired vexingly.

"I think the fillies are in danger. We can't call the boss or else we won't get to them in time." Arkane replied urgently.

The music stopped, filling the vestibule with a deathly silence, only heavy breathing from some of the gangsters. Those girls meant a lot to them and they would be devastated if anything happened to them.

"I wanna come!" Night Shade said abruptly.

"No, we need you guys here in case they come back alright? A squad of four should be enough anyway."

Stargazer trotted in line with the small team. "I'm definitely going."

"I just said—"

"As I recall, you can't tell me what to do now can you?" She smiled.

"Fine, can we please go…lieutenant?" He turned toward Sol.

"Uhhh…yeah, go for it bro." The lieutenant said with content.


Stargazer

Time: 1:30 AM

Location: Roads of Ponyville

They ran as fast as they could. Arkane was at the front the pack—he had the most incentive to do so—as he'd been with those three longer than any of them. Both Antares and Jackal flanked their leader, silent and focused, Antares' blade weaved through the air with every step, and Jackal's pounding the ground with his large fore hooves generated small tremors. Cryo might have been the most enthusiastic of them all—Stargazer swore she heard him muttering something the whole way so far. "Alright, alright, alright, alright, alright…" his mad grin surfacing as they got closer to the bowling alley. Stargazer had the rear end of the pack, grating her teeth—she never did this kind of work before.

They could hear yelps from the small lot outside the establishment. Somepony was being swarmed by five ponies wearing blue and white striped shirts.

"LEAVE ME ALONE! AAH! PLEASE!" Cloud's earsplitting pleads of mercy reached Arkane.

"We need one alive, kill the rest!" He commanded.

"HAHA – ALRIGHT, I LIVE FOR THIS SHIT!" Cryo gave one of the assaulters a brutal head-butt, flattening his opponent on the concrete. He seized the opportunity and shoved his knife into the pony's stomach. The blood that flowed out of his enemy's mouth was quickly solidified into ice—the berserker had choked his adversary to death.

Antares swept one of the assailant's legs out from underneath. With some aid from gravity, she slashed upwards as her foe spiraled in the sky. Her katana sliced the poor pony into two separate halves. As flesh and body fluids rained from the sky, Antares dropped her sword and licked her lips, letting out a disturbing moan.

Jackal was locked in combat between two of the mercenaries. He wasn't using his knife at all, preferring a hoof on approach. The tank snatched both of their heads with his forelegs. As they shrieked in terror, Jackal rammed their heads together. The force of the blow killed them immediately. Jackal merely grunted.

The last thug snuck up behind Stargazer in the commotion. The earth pony waved his knife abroad her neck. "Don't do anything you might regret honey." He warned in a low voice.

Dammit! Really, I'm the damsel in distress? Buck this.

"Hey assholes," The captor said mockingly, "The fuzz will be here any second. Unless you all want to be incarcerated for the rest of your miserable lives OR you want to have this beautiful specimen's blood on your hooves! You'll let me go…with her too."

Everypony sauntered ever closer to the last covetous mobster. Demented smiles plastered on their visages.

"What's wrong with you ponies? Don't you care about your friend?" The unwise stallion asked.

Arkane was a foot away from them. "To be honest…I'd rather have both of you dead."

"Why?"

"Because I'm sure as hay not gonna let you take my girl." Arkane said, exasperated.

Stargazer lit up for a moment. "Oh that's so romantic! I…wait, no it isn't."

Arkane chuckled as he punched the pony off of Stargazer. He hurriedly turned his attention to the filly crying in pain. "Cryo, you know what to do."

"I'm on it." The addressed sadist froze their new prisoner's hind legs in place.

Three corpses—or two and a half—Cloud shook spastically, she wasn't crying. The filly was hardly recognizable with her gored face. "Arkane, is…that you?"

"Yeah, yeah, it's me Cloud. Don't talk, conserve your energy."

"Hehe…you see that in a movie?"

"I'm sorry kid…I am so sorry."

Stargazer shed a tear. She had never known the fillies all that well, but the bond they shared—as a family, as a herd—made her cry. She watched as Antares touched his shoulder.

"It's time to go baby, the cops will take care of them." Antares told the stallion in despair.

"No, I won't go!"

Jackal restrained the midnight black unicorn, pulling him away from the burden on the ground.

"NO! LET ME GO! CLOUD! NO!"

Stargazer covered her ears and shut her eyes.


Mister Moneybags

Time: 3:00 AM

Location: Moneybags villa

Moneybags woke with a start. The bothersome telephone ringed through his eardrums.

Who the hay calls at…oh no!

The godfather tripped over his own feet after trotting into his kitchen. The hangover was taking its toll. Moneybags stood back up after a couple seconds and fetched the phone.

"What's the hubbub bub?"

Arkane shared the nights experience with the drunken pony.

"Those idiots shouldn't be on our turf anyways. Ya got his name right?"

"Affirmative,"

"Ya know what shit-hole their hiding in?"

"Correct,"

"Get Iris, he has the skill set you're looking for—well—actually he's your ticket in. Once you do get in, take em' out."

"Okay,"

"And kid…don't sweat it too much…the fillies were expendable."

There was no immediate response. It frightened the hardened mobster a little.

"Are ya still there?" Moneybags asked, "This kind of shit happens once in a while, there's nothing you could ha—"

He was cut off by the hang-up of the other transceiver.


Vermilion Sun

Time: 4:00 AM

Location: Flim-Flam hideout

Just on the outskirts of Ponyville. A giant restaurant, it had a Chinatown feel to it, lanterns waning in the early morning. Signs showing "Flim-Flam's Fantastic Fish" muddled in its abandon. Dragon statues melted perfectly with the flora and blooming cherry trees.

*Knock* *Knock*

Vermilion's shift had almost ended. What pony in the right mind would come at four in the morning, the meetings had ended by now and the café wasn't open to the public before six.

He answered the door with a voice box. "Who is it?"

"It's me, Honey Comb."

"Yeah, come on in."

Flim and Flam's henchman activated the buzzer. Vermilion was about to give Honey a piece of his mind. His friend couldn't be late to anymore conferences.

"Hey jackass why didn't—AAAGH…" The arrow pierced through his neck interrupted him. Vermilion gurgled incessantly.

"Shut up!" Iris stabbed the suffocating pony in the head.


Wonder Splash

Time: 4:02 AM

Location: Flim-Flam Hideout

"Wonder Splash, take point!" Sol confidently ordered the beige mare.

The brawler sprinted hard into the complex. She identified two unicorns poised behind a sheet of glass, waiting for the intruder's entry through the second door. She shot an arrow at the glass—weakening it—then barreled through it. Shards of the lethal reflective material flew in the air.

"She's over there!" said one of the unicorns as she ambushed them.

Splash spread her wings out so powerfully that the glass suspended in the air shot out like a grenade from the extensive current of energy, killing the unicorns.

"Clear," She stated.

"Sheeit," Quantum exclaimed happily, "Ya got to remind me not to get on your bad side."

"Are you kidding bro?" Wonder Splash replied, "You haven't even seen my bad side…" She said grimly.

The rest of the gang bolted into the joint.

Dante destroyed a couple tables and chairs with magic, "Where are those cowards, I'll tear their throats out!"

"There!" Seraph pointed his hoof at the catwalk overseeing the parlor. Behind a colossal machine stood two tall unicorns wearing the same blue and white shirts with black bowties as the rest of their organization, but both wearing identical fedora's. The only way somepony could tell the difference would be the moustache on Flam.

Flim shoved his business partner, "Whaddya say oh brother o' mine—should we introduce these ruffians to the Awesome Arrow Alpha Automatic ten-thousand?"

Flam chortled, "I don't know brother, let's see why they're here first."

Sol stepped forward, "Were you responsible for our friends' deaths?"

"Mmmm…We didn't order just their deaths, why the torture, the rape, and the chastising as well."

"Here's an idea." Lunar Blaze spoke up, "How about instead of fucking under-aged fillies, you fuck your brother here…or better yet…go fuck yourselves."

The machine was revving up. Eight long barrels made the machine akin to a Gatling gun. It produced steam as it spun.

"EVERYPONY TAKE COVER!" Wonder Bread cried.

Splash dove under a table with Iris in hot pursuit. Multiple arrows shot out of the mechanism, spinning randomly abound the restaurant. Five of them hit Seraph. He fell forward on the weapons, allowing them to further bore into him.

"Parallel!" Arkane called, "Take out the lights!"

Parallel Circuit shot the control box conveniently placed at the wall to his left.

"Why did we put that there?" Flim asked dimly.

"I…don't…know." Flam answered.

The lights turned off with a pop.

"Random shooting don't fail me now!" Flim said crazily.

But it was too late. Antares had already put her sword on Flam's neck, while Jackal had compromised Flim with his bare hooves.

"Before we splatter your brains on the damn carpet, why did you kill those three? They never did anything to you." Arkane questioned the twins.

Snickers were his response. "You don't know? We were paid an exuberant amount of cash to get those little buggers off your hooves." Flam expressed his thoughts.

"Who paid for the hit?"

"Let's just say, not everypony in your syndicate is who they seem, my friend. He or she knew those three would be together doing something stupid, so we knew as well."

"Tch…did this pony ask for the abuse too."

"No," Flim said with a smile, "That was for us."

"End them."

Antares and Jackal complied.


Next time: A light-hearted tale. Can the herd get rid of Moneybags' drinking problems?

You guys better leave a comment. And check out my other story The Zebra At Sugarcube Corner I swear it's BRILLIA—

More OC's next chapter…oh god, help me. (jk)