Pinkie, Sonata, and Phil were scrounging through Junk Harbor for supplies and parts. The pair and monkey were hoping to find the replacement part they needed.
"Hey Sonata, Phil...check out this book I found!" called out Pinkie.
The monkey and former siren approached the party girl as she presented them with the book.
"What's in it?" asked Sonata.
Pinkie held a book that specifically said, "How to build a military-grade attack robot made so simple a Ten-Year old can successfully do it."
"Wow, that's an oddly detailed title. And coincidentally," stated the former siren.
"Isn't it? So... what do you say? Want to build a robot with me?" asked Pinkie.
"Sure. Might help us against Crosshair."
Just then. Out of nowhere, one of the windows exploded, and they ducked to cover. Soon a voice called out to them.
"Ladies, I should have figured you'd be playing Scavengers on these wrecks," said Crosshair.
Both girls turned and looked out the window to see the hunter.
"Last chance to take my offer for me to just escort you home and keep quiet," said the hunter.
"Bite my fluffy, pink hair!" yelled Pinkie.
"Yeah, you're outnumbered three to one," responded Sonata.
Out of nowhere, a crossbow bolt nearly hit Pinkie. A small tuff of her cotton-candy hair fell off before regrowing. The girls saw that and then looked back at Crosshair.
"You sure about that?" said the hunter.
He snapped his fingers and, on cue. More hunters came out, armed with a variety of different hunting weapons. The girls took notice of them as they felt a bit intimidated.
"I've called some poacher colleagues of mine for assistance. The one who just introduced himself was Bolt Quiver," said Crosshair with a smile.
"I missed," responded the man named Bolt with a deadpanned expression.
"So... what was it about saying who was outnumbered?" said Crosshair, keeping his smirk.
The girls all ducked back down. Pinkie then reached into her hair as she got her sprinkle shaker out. Her geode necklace began to glow.
"What are you doing?" asked Sonata.
"Run when I say 'Now,'" informed Pinkie.
"Don't have to tell me twice!"
The siren ducked as she put her hands over her head. Pinkie took a deep breath as her geode glowed. Pinkie stood up and threw some exploding sprinkles as a smokescreen occurred.
"Run!" shouted the party teen.
The girls and monkey ran deeper into the shipwrecks. The smokescreen ceased as Crosshair, and his comrades stepped through it.
"Fan out and find them!" stated Crosshair.
The hunters then began to move as they aimed their weapons out while moving into the shipwrecks. Pinkie peeked out from a corner in one part of the shipwrecks to see if they were following them. With nothing, she pulled back and turned to Sonata and their monkey pal.
"Double good news. We weren't followed. And two... looks like we get to use some of the traps here." said the pink-haired girl.
One of the hunters, armed with a sawed-off shotgun, came around the corner.
"Come on, ladies. Buckshot just wants to talk," the man called out as he kept walking down the hall.
"Is the branding iron arrow hot, Pinkie?" asked Sonata quietly.
"As toasty as hot crust buns," responded the girl.
Sonata grabbed it and loaded it into a makeshift bow.
"Steady... Steady..." said the former siren as she saw the hunter in her sights and aimed the weapon at him.
The girl took a deep breath. Sonata then fired it at Buckshot and nailed his left leg. The hunter groaned in pain as the others turned in the direction from which the arrow came and saw their targets.
"There they are!" shouted Crosshair.
Phil pulled a lever, and they fell down an escape tunnel.
"They got this place rigged," said Bolt.
"You forget, we're the hunters. We hunt our prey, not the other way around," stated Crosshair.
The man began to lead his comrades into the shipwreck as they continued their hunt.
They were walking along a hallway. A female hunter dwindled with throwing knives as she spoke up.
"Ladies, come to Auntie Fur Coat."
"Lucky I remembered the formula for that numbing agent I accidentally made in chemistry," said Pinkie as she loaded a dart.
"Hey Pinkie, even if we can't take them, prisoners, now... Let's at least give new scars from us," said Sonata.
"You read my mind," said the girl with a smile.
Pinkie fired the dart and nailed Fur Coat's neck.
"Move to the next spot!" said the party girl as they booked it.
Fur Coat collapsed to the ground and started drooling as the dart's substance took effect.
"They're just two teenagers. They're not supposed to be difficult!" shouted Crosshair to his remaining comrades.
"Hoohoo, I always wanted to try this trick," said Pinkie.
"Liquor corks primed," responded Sonata.
"Fire!"
Sonata then pulled the string as the bottles began to rattle. The corks shot out from the built-up momentum and rocketed forward. They started hitting Bolt Quiver.
"They've got guns!" said another hunter.
"Get up!" shouted Crosshair as he stood off. The hunter pulled his comrade up and showed the corks to show his friend that he wasn't shot. Crosshair began to growl as he started to get upset. "Hold your fire!"
"Don't you idiots know teenagers when they're fighting for good," said Pinkie as she was in front of the group and leaning. However, it was just a mirror as the girl projected her reflection from somewhere else.
"Why you...!" shouted Bolt. The hunter charged as the mirror shattered to reveal that the girls were but reflections. Bolt fell into a crate of readied mouse traps, which sprung on him.
"Three down, three to go," said Pinkie as some ows were heard in the back.
"I'm getting sick and tired of this!" yelled Crosshair. The man expressed as he saw another comrade out of commission.
"Let's see you dodge Hatchet's Toss!" said another hunter as he took aim.
Hatchet went to throw one of his axes when Sonata threw a flashbang.
"Think fast!" shouted the former siren.
The small grenade went off, creating a blinding light.
"I'm surrounded by idiots," said Crosshair.
"You called us here," said another hunter.
"Indeed I did. And in just several moments, two teenagers are making you pathetic!" said Crosshair.
"Leave it to Sidearm to do the job right," said the hunter.
"I wouldn't step forward if I were you," said Pinkie.
"Like I'm gonna listen to a kid as insane as you," responded Sidearm.
Sonata hit a trigger, and a snare wrapped around Sidearm's left leg.
"Tried to warn you."
The counterweight flung Sidearm into a wreck, knocking some of his teeth out.
"Enough!" shouted Crosshair. Crosshair brought out his rifle and opened fire. The rounds went off as the girls ducked and hit the ground hard, feeling the wooden floor against their skin.
They sat up and were welcomed to the sight of looking down the barrel of the rifle. One trigger, and it would all be over.
"All out of tricks, girls? And your swords aren't with you," said Crosshair.
"Hate to say it, but... he's right. Now, what?" said Sonata as she whispered to the pink-haired girl.
Phil saw the girls in danger as he got the high-power magnet. The monkey charged it and signaled when it was ready.
"Any last words?!" asked Crosshair as the magnet moved closer above him.
"None that I can think of, except... look up," said Pinkie.
Crosshair did, and the magnet attracted his gun and metal equipment onto him.
"Get me down!" shouted the hunter.
"Nice one, guys," said Sonata.
"Thanks," said Pinkie.
Phil chattered with a red wig on him.
"Let's bail before they get free," said Pinkie.
"This isn't over! I will find you! And I will hunt you down! I will break your bones! MARK MY WORDS!" shouted Crosshair as his threat echoed for all to hear.
"Got the book?" asked Sonata while they ran.
"Yup," responded Pinkie.
"Nice wig, Phil."
The monkey gave some happy sounds as it swung alongside the girls.
"At least we know our traps will work on them now," said Pinkie.
"This time. No doubt, Crosshair isn't going to fall for the same trick twice," responded Sonata.
"True, but that's what makes it fun," smiled Pinkie.
"Then let's hope there's more fun to come... 'cause we might need it," said Sonata with a dreaded and worried look.