Title:           MacGyver in Equestria Pt 8: Jack Dalton
Author:          Sprontr
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First Edit:      Saturday 29th of August 2015 07:09:01 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Wednesday 30th of December 2015 10:03:13 PM CDT

> Be Mac.
> Jack brings the hammer down one final time, and the tank is pumped to capacity.
> Rainbow has all the rope tied together, and she awaits further instructions.
> Twilight has… kind of just been watching.
> Is something bothering her?
> You grab the tank, and line up a row of rocks to serve as a barrel for your makeshift projectile.
“Alright everyone, go hide behind that rock outcropping. This could get bad if it does in the wrong direction.”
> You gesture to the outcropping Rarity had found the tank behind, and the only cover in the immediate area.
> “What are the chances of that, darling?”
“High enough to worry about it.”
> The unicorn shrugs, and everyone but you goes behind cover.
> “You got it Mac! Knock it out of the park!” Jack calls to you.
> That guy is in so much fucking trouble.
> You line up the shot, preparing to take the nozzle off the cylinder with your club.
> You raise it above your head.
> A screeching noise pierces your ears, making you drop the club.
> You rush to the window, and see the one thing do don’t want to.
> Quetzalcoatl, flying low, dives into the everfree and heads southwest.
> “What the heck was that?” Rainbow calls out.
“A Very, very angry wind god.”
> “He got out? How?” Twilight inquires.
> “I bet he escaped when you broke the ward, egghead.” Rainbow says, mockingly.
> Twilight scrunches her face in response.
“It looks like he was heading Southwest. Does that mean anything?”
> “That’s the direction of Ponyville! We just put everypony in danger!” Twilight responds.
> “…Everypony?” Jack says, under his breath.
“Well, lets get out of here, then think about that.”
> You grab the mallet again, and raise it above your head, bringing it down on the cylinder’s nozzle.
> The thin metal break off, and the cylinder shoots across the room, punching a hole in the wall the size of a small car.
> Bullseye.
> The ponies cheer.
“Aright, rainbow, secure the rope to the rigging.”
> Rainbow flies over and ties the end of her long rope to the rafters, and hands you the other end.
> You take it to the hole in the wall, and throw it out.
“Anyone for a climb?”
 
> Be Twilight.
> How the hell did you end up here?
> You are grabbing a moldy rope, hanging a few hundred feet above the everfree forest.
> You hate heights.
> You can get over it in Cloudsdale, and you are no stranger to airships.
> But hanging by nothing but your hooves from a slippery rope makes you want to throw up.
> If only there was something in your stomach to throw up!
> [spoiler]If only you had wings![/spoiler]
> You sway back and forth in the wind.
> Mac, who had gotten out first, was already half way down.
> You were above him, and rarity was above you.
> Rainbow was flying next to you.
> “C’mon twilight, just don’t look down.”
> “Hey Twilight!” Mac calls from below you.
> Completely ignoring Rainbow, you instinctively look down.
> And regret it.
> Rainbow rolls her eyes.
> You grip the rope tighter than ever.
“W-what?”
> “Where’s Jack?”
> Where is Jack?
“HEY JACK!”
> After a second or two, he pokes his head out of the hole.
> “Just a minute twalot, I don’t want to break the rope.”
> Neither do you.
> Wait, did he just call you fat?
 
> Be Jack.
> You had just helped rarity out the hole in the wall, and watched as she dangled above the others.
> No sooner had she left, did you prepare to follow.
> But something stopped you.
> Something in your head.
> Not a voice, but more a primal urge.
> Words float around in your mind.
> Well, two words.
> It’s time.
> It’s time.
> It’s time.
> The words echo in your head.
> You take a few steps away from the window.
> Your mind wants to follow mac, to escape!
> But your feet don’t listen, and you are dragged to the door.
> You slide it open, and Ahuizotl stands behind it.
> But something is wrong.
> He isn’t moving.
> He is holding something in his tail, but you can’t see it.
> Your eyes slowly climb up his body.
> His legs, arms, chest, neck.
> His eyes.
> Oh god, his eyes.
> His head hangs, and an opaque purple mist leaks from his eyes.
> There is nothing behind them.
> Just a black nebulous.
> “Is it time?”
> His voice is demonic and wretched.
> As he speaks, more purple gas leaks from his nostrils and mouth.
> It’s time.
“It’s time.”
> Ahuizotl pulls the item from behind his back, handing it to you.
> A large rusted knife.
> It was ornate and adorned with gems and gold.
> You grab it without a second’s hesitation.
> “Then let it be done.”
> It’s time.
> A voice snaps you from your trance.
> “HEY JACK!”
> Twilight.
> You rush to the window, looking out.
> Rarity is slowly making her way down.
> Twilight is below her, rainbow hovering beside her.
> MacGyver is below her, almost halfway down.
> All of a sudden, you are overcome with a wave of hatred.
> You were best friends with Mac, but, as you look down at him and his cohorts, anger is all you feel.
> And visions.
> You see visions.
> MacGyver and the ponies.
> Falling.
> Your heartbeat is in your ears.
> It’s time.
“Just a minute twalot,” You say in a flat voice. “I don’t want to break the rope.”
> Your eye twitches.
> It’s time.
> You duck back inside.
> You look down at the knife in your hands, and see that purple gas is leaking from your eyes as well.
> It’s time.
> You look to the rope, secured to the rafters.
> Then to the blade.
> Your entire consciousness screams not to.
> The blue gas pours from your eyes.
> It feels cold, like that air inside a freezer.
> It’s time.
> You bring the blade to the rope, and start sawing, slowly.
> it’s time.
> it’s time.
> You are halfway though the rope.
> it’s time!
> The rope snaps.
> You hear screaming, then three distinct thuds.
> The screaming stops.
> Silence at last.
> The moon streams from the window.
> You go to it, and look down.
> …
> Three ponies and one human are still climbing down from the rope.
> It is still connected to the rafter.
> You look down.
> There is no knife.
> You look back.
> The door is closed.
> “Hey Jack! Are you going to get climbing or just sit there?” Mac calls up to you.
> He is on the ground, and a shaking twilight sits next to him, with rainbow patting her back.
> Rarity is almost down.
> You sit there and stare for a second.
> What just happened?
“On my way, Mac!”
> You Grab the rope and slowly start sliding down.
> Whatever the answer is, it isn’t here.
 
> Be Ahuiztol.
> Its so perfect.
> He took the bait!
> As soon as Jack asked you to leave, you knew this was it.
> You closed the door, then slipped over to a crack, watching the human, demon and 3 equines exchange.
> The Dark Shadow was smarter than expected.
> He didn’t fully grip Jack.
> He almost seemed human.
> You watched as the gang worked, and eventually created a missile.
> Then you heard a screech.
> You knew that screech.
> You swung over to a nearby window.
> Your pet had escaped.
> Blast!
> No matter.
> The new host will grant you more than that.
> You swung back, just in time to see the tube shoot through the wall.
> The human and ponies climbed out the window.
> Jack…
> Just stands there.
> You watch as he stands, staring at the wall for a good 5 minutes, until he rushes to the window, calling something down to his cohorts.
> He then returns to staring at the wall.
> He Smiles, then calmly walks to the window.
> He climbs out and down.
> He is going to be rich!
> You are going to be rich!
> You grab a pack of supplies and make preparations to follow them.