The two girls moved through the large cracks, following the beeping of the radio. It was a slow steady beep, it'll go faster when they get closer. The space was a lot more cramped to the point Rachel had to bend her legs so she wouldn't hit her head on the low ceiling. Elizabeth was able to move easily on the other hand.

There was a sense of urgency, more so than what their situation was already. Their friends were in danger, not by the hands of the cursed Mordi, but in the hands of a sadistic psychopath.

"How is it that your father hasn't been thrown in jail for his actions?" Elizabeth asked Rachel as they hurried.

Rachel grunted. "His friend was the Chief of Police where we lived. He's as crooked as the bastard ahead of us. We tried the police but father would say that mom was abusing him and he was defending himself. Slandering her name as if she was the crazy one and his friend rolled with it, making sure father didn't get locked up. Mom and I would leave plenty of times at the dead of night, but because that man has connections, we were always found and brought back home." Rachel explained.

So much anger Rachel was feeling. So much rage, the fire burning in her, she'll hold onto it until they face off. Need all the power she can when it is time.

"I'm sorry for all this," Rachel muttered to Elizabeth. "To you and the others about him, about this place."

Elizabeth shook her head. "Darling, there is no need to apologize for anything. No one could predict all of this. None of this was your fault."

Rachel didn't say anything about it for a moment but stopped walking. She reaches up to her neck, undoing the chained engagement ring and passes it to Elizabeth.

"What's this for?" She asked her.

Rachel sighed softly. "You have some sort of protection magic, I know you'll be safe along with the others. If something happens the rest of this trip, if my father somehow kills me, I want you guys to bring this ring back to Equestria. Find my family… tell them I'm sorry."

"Rachel, darling, you don't need to do that. You and that baby are not going to die."

"It's because of this baby that I'm going on the defense. I've been trying to make sure, even when fighting the cursed Mordi, that I've been trying to protect this. Father is going to make sure I lose it… and if I do lose it, both worlds are going to fall…. I lost a baby once and it devastated me. I can't go through that kind of pain again. So Elizabeth, please… " Rachel shuddered, mentioning her first child. Even though she didn't know she was pregnant until it was too late by Terrain, her ex-pony-boyfriend, it put her in one of the worst depressions she had in a while. It brought her to the same state she was in moments before she discovered The Two Hundred Application Trials.

Elizabeth looked at her before grabbing the ring before reaching out and put her hands on her shoulders. "Darling, you won't die, you won't lose this bundle of joy either. You're not alone." She smiled.

It eased Rachel a bit before the girls continued their way.

When they reached the end of the hole, the beeps were increasing slightly.

Looking down, there was a ten foot drop. "Careful when you land." Elizabeth warned before she jumped.

Rachel readied herself before dropping below next to her. Landing on her feet.

When they looked around, they found themselves in another weapons room. There was a set of skeletons piled against the far right wall. More assortment of weapons than Rùna's room.

"The Dwellers use spears, swords and shields, these look different." Elizabeth pointed out. The assortments were for many styles for fighting, but the most important thing was fact they were all made of metal instead of wood and were extremely large in size.

Rachel stared at the skeletons for a moment, seeing the old withered clothes still clinging to the bone before looking at the large metal weapons. Her interest sparked when realizing what these weapons were for and what kind they were.

"Ooh these weapons are for the Dragons to use." She said with awe.

"These? I didn't know dragons use weapons of war, these things are huge!"

"Dragons are pretty fucking big. Meant that their weapons are hu- holy shit is that what I think it is?" Rachel gasped as she ran towards a stack of bow staves. Though they were in a bit of a time crunch, this was also a big thing for her. Especially the type of bows these were.

Her eyes sparkled at the bows before picking up a relatively smaller of the bunch. The bow was recurved, draconic symbols were etched on the metal. The symbols shimmered and glowed when she picked it up. "Oooh I only saw these back at Dragon's Lair. I wasn't allowed to touch them." She said gleefully.

"What's so special with that bow?" Elizabeth asked.

With a big grin, she held the bow and got into her stance, used two fingers and pulled on the silvery string. There was a lot of resistance when pulling it but when she pulled all the way back, the symbols glowed as a light arrow materialized in its place. She let go and the arrow flew. It hit the wall with such speed and power, the light arrow exploded, creating a pretty good size hole. Elizabeth jumped.

"Jesus, Mary and Moses!" Rachel laughs. "And this one is a combat bow for baby dragons!" It was like her birthday/Hearts Warming all over.

"Magic bows? How come we haven't seen those Dwellers use them?" Elizabeth squeaked.

"The Mordi, though they have dragon essence and magic weren't allowed. They can't even pull on it. Here." Rachel hands it to Elizabeth.

When she held it, it dragged Elizabeth to the ground. Unable to even lift it. "It's so heavy! I can't lift it! And it's for baby dragons?"

Rachel giggled as she grabbed it with one hand and lifted it up. "Maybe for teens. Either way, this is good."

Oooh father watch out, I got a new toy.

She held the bow and the girls left this small detour.

The two quickly fall into a pattern, following the beeps until they come to a wall, find a hole or a crack and shimmying through it to the other side. They did hear the Dwellers trying to hunt them down, playing cat and mouse, but the two slipped away before they were forced to fight.

Damian was becoming impatient. He held his rifle up at Sunset's head with a scowl. He had put the other girls, Malik and Spike together. Some of them looked worse for wear and some needed to go to the hospital fast for their injuries.

"Guys, I'm feeling a bit woozy." Lucy said, the knife still embedded in her hip. Using Serenity's lap as a pillow.

"Damian, you did enough damage, these girls and their dog need medical attention." Malik said to him. "Don't be stupid. You're going to ruin your career again."

"Shut up, they're fine." Damian retorted. "None were kill shots but yours. How are you even still talking?"

Malik gritted his teeth. "I'm a little harder to kill." The only bullet he was unable to pull out was the round in his chest, but it'll have to do.

As Applejack was helping Cassandra wrap her injured hand, Cassandra noticed steam coming off of Malik. Like Rachel did before, she could see him healing himself. The blood stopped and cauterized on its own.

"Think you can heal us next?" Cassan whispered to him.

"Ah, sorry love, I can't heal broken bones." He whispered back.

"Maybe you can fix stabby wounds?" Lucy waved a hand, Spike, he was next to her, his tail wagged softly.

"Keep quiet!" Damian barked. More impatient he becomes, the more aggressive he gets.

He looked at the watch on his wrist. Ten minutes before the first thirty minutes was up.

Rachel and Elizabeth finally made their way to the treasure room. Both were coming from a hole above the group.

Rachel quickly shut the radio off and gazed below.

"Can you get a good shot from here?" Elizabeth asked. The tunnel hole they were in was big enough to fit both of them comfortably.

Rachel held the bow and pulled back, the arrow materialized. She scoped the room below before grunting. "I do but the others will get in the way, can't fire." She lowered the bow and relaxed the string, the arrow disappeared. "They have to leave. Can't risk blowing them up."

She gazed below, seeing how injured their friends were because of her father. She saw Lucy and Spike had the worst.

Seeing Spike injured, either dog or dragon, seeing him hurt introduced Rachel to a whole new wave of anger.

"I can shield them before you shoot." Elizabeth suggested.

"Can you shield them all from up here?"

"No, I would have to get closer."

Rachel nodded. "Then get down there and distract him while you're at it."

Elizabeth flips her hair. "Distracting men is part of my game." She said before back tracking down the tunnel. Jumping down another hole before making her way around.

There were two minutes left on the clock. Sunset sat fidgety. Worried what this man would do to her once it's up. Seeing his memories, she had a bad feeling about it. What he'll do to her and others the longer his daughter wasn't there.

Malik scooted to Lucy and Spike. Going to Spike first and hovered his hands over the stab wounds.

"Keep still and try not to make a sound, I will warn ya, it's going to hurt." Malik warned him with a whisper.

Rainbow Dash, now conscious, held onto the dog.

"Ready?" RD asked Spike. Her left eye is even more black and blue than when Rachel punched her days ago.

Spike nodded though it was hard to keep his eyes open.

"Sorry about this, if you pass out, feel free to do so." Malik said before his hands began turning red, heat radiating off of the man. There was a burning sensation, since Spike the dog wasn't immune to fire, the searing pain caused him to yelp uncontrollably. Rainbow Dash grunted as she held onto him as Spike began wiggling. Spike's fur became singed as the blood began coagulating as the crimson fire coming from the black man's hands was cauterizing the stab wounds. Going as far as the knife went, searing the wound shut.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing?" Damian barked, seeing what Malik was doing. "What the fuck?!" He saw the red flames leaving his hands.

Once Malik heard sounds of the rifle loaded a bullet in the chamber, he twisted his body around, flicked his wrists and threw fire balls at Damian.

The human male jumps out of the way, the balls narrowly missing Sunset's head and hits the dragon statue.

"Son of a bitch!" Damian barked before he began firing shots at him.

The bullets flew in the air. Knowing where they were going, they flew towards Malik's head, he wouldn't be able to move out of the way in time.

By luck, he didn't have to.

Within a millisecond of the gun going off, Elizabeth's blue shields raised up, shielding Malik and the others from the gunfire. The bullets bounced off and ricocheted around the treasure chambers.

"Oh dear, that was close." Elizabeth emerged from where the group came from, her hands out. Not only her friends had been shielded, but she also had one covering her.

"Elizabeth!" The girls called out, Spike barely raised his head up and tail wagged to see her again.

"The actual fuck is this?" Damian stood, now confused.

Elizabeth glared at the tall man. "You sir are a bad father. Your daughter is so much better off without you."

"She's goddamn right about that!"

Damian whips his head just in time to see an arrow whizzed through the air. The arrow landed just centimeters from his feet. Before he knew it, it exploded right in front of him.

The blast blew him off his feet, sending him flying, crashing into the pile of gold on the other side of the room. The gang was protected by the magic shields so no debris of stone and gold hit them.

Rachel lowered the bow before jumping down from the hole and landed on her feet. Ready to finish this once and for all.

"Rachel!" Six of the seven girls cheered. Spike lifted his head up to see her moving towards where her father had ended up.

"Still have a knife in me here!" Lucy called out.

Damian groaned as he pushed himself off of the pile, ears ringing, unable to hear anything. As stood, trying to regain his balance, Rachel charged at him, swinging the bow staves as hard as she could with a shout.

CRACK!

A nasty bone crunch echoed as the stave slammed into his jaw, causing the man to spin around and fall to his knees.

Rachel then jumped onto his back, pressing the bow hard against his throat. Damian choked but couldn't open his mouth as air was being cut off. He struggled to reach around to throw her off.

The intensity of her eyes were startling. Throughout most of her childhood was filled with nothing but pain. Day in and day out nothing but pure hell coming from the man that was supposed to love and protect their family. All the torture Rachel and her mother, her ex-stepmother and half brother, everytone this man has done to and experienced, it was coming back around.

Damian managed to grab Rachel, grabbing her by the back of the head and threw her off. Letting go of the bow and being slammed to the ground.

Rachel instinctively turned her body a split second before Damian began kicking her. Protecting her unborn child so she felt his boot going into her back.

Unable to speak but filled with adrenaline, Damian goes to pick up the bow, he grunted and pulled.

The bow didn't budge. He tried pulling and pulling the weapon, even trying to kick it aside out of her reach but the heavy bow wasn't going anywhere. When he kicked it, it only bent the end of the shoe and stubbed his big toe.

Rachel quickly scrambled up on her feet and tackled him. She climbed on top of him and began a series of punches on his face, neck and chest area. Brief flashes of memory when seeing herself being held down, taking multiple blows herself. Each punch, fire erupted with each contact her fists made on him.

Damian held his arms up, protecting his face from the powerful blows received from his child. His eyes widened when he saw the fire coming from her attacks. Using his body weight and threw her off of him.

He got back up, still unable to speak, he went after her in a blind rage.

As the two fought, there were the familiar sounds of clicks getting closer and closer.

Malik cursed as he rips the knife out of Lucy's hip and began healing her.

"Ouchy!" Lucy yelled and grunted as her wounds were

"Soldier boy, please tell me you have bullets in that gun of yours?" Rainbow Dash asked as the girls forced themselves up.

Malik demonstrated by pulling out his Glock. "Don't ask me why I didn't shoot the- oh crap!" He pointed the gun at the entrance and shot at the first Dweller that came in.

When Malik pulled the trigger, the bullet glowed bright, bright red, streaking in the air, piercing through the bone like scales. Once impacted, the bullet burst, fragments exploded within, shredding vital nerves and muscles, some of it bounced out of their body before becoming prone. Shrapnel flew and hit another Dweller as more began to swarm in.

The other girls and Spike barely had time to pull their injured selves up before they began attacking back. With help of Elizabeth's shields, it was a lot easier to handle them.

As the gang fought, so did Rachel. The only time she wasn't attacking her father was when the Dwellers threw themselves on the two.

Rachel's body then engulfed in blue flames before dragon-upped, using the stave of the heavy bow as a melee weapon and swung at a couple of dwellers before pulling back on the string and shooting the light arrows at more.

She had noticed when she was just rapidly shooting, the light arrows didn't explode then the ones that just charged.

As much as Damian was utterly shocked and appalled that his child became such a hideous beast, he couldn't dwell on that as the Dwellers were on him.

His hand-to-hand combat against these things weren't good. He does his best to throw them off of him as he looks for his knife and guns he lost when he got blasted.

As the treasure room was engulfed in chaos and the fighting resumes, standing from the hole was the Queen herself.

She stood and watched her subjects fight the intruders. Queen Rùna scowls at them, and the Blue Celestial's pupil rapidly scans the area, filled with anger and anguish.

As the fight let on, there was something that caught the Queen's eyes. She noticed that these humans were not like the others her people had fought. She sensed something peculiar about them.

The girls, one of the soldiers and the dog were much different. Rachel's appearance was a familiarity: her and Malik looked familiar, like a time before everything changed horribly.

She eyes at Rachel, seeing her move with the bow before viciously attacking the man before her before being forced to turn back to the others attacking her.

The Queen twisted the staff in her hands and the stone glowed.

The golden dragon statue of their idol shimmered blue before it began tilting.

Once it was going where it was going, the glow disappeared and the statue began falling.

Cassandra, with one injured hand pressed against her chest, used her other hands to fling the Dwellers back, she and the others looked and saw the statue was beginning to fall.

"Scatter!" AJ yelped.

The gang pushed the Dwellers back before moving out of the statue's path. The Dwellers who were in the statue's pathway moved out of the way as well.

Rachel and Damian just barely dived out of the way as the statue fell, colliding with the floor. The sheer weight of the fallen statue was enough to make the floor crumble, a hole. Rachel and her father fell through it.

As Rachel was able to catch herself using her wings, Damian fell below.

Falling into a dangling cage, jostling the prisoner in it before rolling. Falling into a rocky platform surrounded by lava. Rocks and bits of loose treasure fell from above splashed into the pools, lava narrowly hitting him.

When the hole opened to the lava room, the Dwellers quickly retreated, leaving the group suddenly.

Rachel's wings flapped, kept her upright as she stared below. The living prisoners in the dangling cages were shocked to see her but she didn't hear them shout.

She watched her old man pulling himself up with a muffled groan, holding onto his now clearly busted arm he had landed on. Sweating profusely from the intense heat, seeing him getting really worn out.

She began to lower herself down below, landing just ten feet in front of him. The heat from the lava not even remotely effecting her, no trace of sweat on her.

Damian made a painful noise when she approached him, trying to shuffle away but he was blocked by the lava surrounding them. He could feel parts of his exposed skin blistering just being inches from it. The look of fear was in his good eye.

Rachel let out an inhumane chuckle and a serene smile split between her teeth. The look of fear and feeling it radiating off of him was something of a marvel. In many years she knew of her father, being afraid wasn't something she was used to. She never knew the man who ruined countless lives could even be afraid of anything. Let alone his own child.

A child who was pushed to this moment.

Maybe Sombra was onto something. A voice rang in her mind.

A voice that caused her to stop.

She placed a hand on her belly, rubbing it as she hesitated. So much pain this man has caused her, what he had done to her friends, just seeing him battered and frightening was enough to satisfy her. The need to kill him was strong but seeing him like this was plenty for her.

And a part of her thinks he has gotten the message.

The flames consumed her once more before returning to normal. The heat is still not having an effect on her in this form.

"I'm going to give you something that you never gave me or anyone else," she said before stepping aside, showing him the way out of the lava pits. "Go. Leave while you still can."

Mercy. She was giving him mercy. Sparing her monster… as much as he deserves death for what he has done to her, killing her mother, it changes nothing. Even if he had been the one that killed mom, causing her to grab those keys as a desperate attempt to leave and seek help, the accident itself still would have done the deed. Though her father was responsible, Rachel still tampered the truck. She still had a hand in it even though her mother wasn't the intended target.

Killing him won't bring her back, it won't reverse time. Killing him would just make Rachel be more like him. She knows she'll get satisfaction from it, but it would be something like Damian.

"You have no more control over me or of anyone else. Heed my words and leave. I never want to see or hear of you again. I refuse to be like you. I am nothing like you." Her voice held strong, gaze hardened like steel. Taking control finally once in her life. Watching the now shell of the man she hated.

The man stared at her for the longest time. Switching between her and freedom.

Damian began limping towards her, assuming he was just going to keep on going. Rachel watched closely when he came closer and closer.

Once it seems he limped past her, Damian made the ultimate mistake. He quickly turned, grabbed Rachel by her clothes with his good hand, using what strength he had left, he shoved her into the lava.

Rachel managed to grab hold of him and pulled her father in the lava with her.

With lava, the two didn't sink in automatically, the process was slow.

Though her clothes were set on fire, Rachel remained unharmed. Her father however was screaming through his broken lock jaw as the lava was beginning to burn him and tried to reach back to the platform.

Rachel briefly dragon-upped again to grab him by his shoulders and shoved him down, submerging him fully.

A few seconds of struggle and flesh melting, the fight was over.

When feeling what bones was left before the lava made it disappear, Rachel panted as she propelled herself back with her wings.

Lava was a bit harder to swim in than water. She honestly didn't know if she was able to survive at all!

Wow okay I do have a lot more dragon in me than I thought. Thank God but what the fuck!?

It took her a moment to push herself up to a platform, crawling on her hands and knees. Her clothes were gone due the lava so she was bare.

Her body shook as the most peculiar thing began happening.

Tears. Droplets of tears fell to the ground next to her hands. Her own tears fell from the corner of her eyes and onto the rocks.

"Why am I crying?" Rachel asked as a humongous wave of emotion washes over her. A huge weight lifted off of her shoulders, she was finally freed..

But why was she crying?

Hormones, it has to be the hormones. Rachel thought as she tried to control her tears.

"Yo Dorothy!"

As tears still streaking down her face, she turned her body and looked up at the hole where they came from. Seeing her old friend standing near the edge.

"You're a long way from Emerald City! And nice emeralds!" Malik hollered out with a grin as the girls and Spike joined him.

Blushing red, she wrapped herself using her wings to cover her bits. "Long time no see, Scarecrow! Your skinny ass and I need to have a chat!" She hollered back with a laugh.

"Oh man, I missed her savagery." Malik smirked.

When the prisoners realized there were others, they began calling out to the gang to get them out.

Elizabeth hollers to them. "Give us a moment darlings, we'll get you all out!"

"We will!" Cassandra said.

"Random ass question but does anyone got any clothes I can use?!" Rachel asked, but it got her to laugh.