The underworld wasn't a nice place to be. Not only did it smell bad, but the sound from the souls of dead ponies filled the cave with an eerie sound. This was the place all the souls from the dead ponies had to pass through before they were sent onwards to a new universe. Here every soul passed through a waterfall that washed away all their memories, and their age, before they were separated into random gates that moved them to an unborn foal, giving them a new life and a new family.

Death was in command down here, and he could select extra powerful souls and take them out, letting them decide if they wanted to cease existing and become a reaper. He was also responsible for making sure the stream didn't stop up, or send out reapers if the stream increased too much.

Metalwings looked around. "What is this place…"

"Welcome to the underworld." Death loomed over him.

"WOHA!" Metalwings stepped back. "Woha, Woha, Woha!"

Death laughed. "Not so cocky now, eh?"

Metalwings growled and unfolded his wings. "You better be ready, 'cause I'm gonna cut you up."

Death just laughed as and invisible force caught Metalwings and pinned him down onto the ground. "Don't try anything here. It's just going to hurt you more."

Metalwings grinned and struggled to get back up. "I'm already dear, aren't I? Then why are you holding me back?"

Death looked at him. "Because you hold information that is valuable to us."

Metalwings laughed, hard. "He's coming, and you can't stop him. Holding me back was a bad idea too, and you and your reapers will pay for that." He coughed and smiled as a deep rumbling was heard. "The end times are near. Equestria is doomed."

A loud crash was heard from above, and the stream of souls shot out in all directions, heading back for the surface instead of for the waterfall. The evil laugher of Blood Fangs filled the whole cave.

Director Cut sighed as he read the newspaper. "This can't be good…" he was reading an article about recent events. The title was clear: "Ghosts! Ghosts everywhere!"

Mintie looked at him. "What's the matter?"

Director pointed at the article. "Ghosts have been appearing all over Equestria. Spectral shadows of newly dead ponies. And every time somepony dies will they come back. Panic is spreading. Panic and chaos."

Haze looked at the article. "What could have caused that?"

Director shook his head. "I don't know, but something must be messing with the soul stream, making it return to our world."

Blue was concerned. "This have been happening for over a week now, starting right after that earthquake. Death haven't even contacted us yet, and I haven't heard that they have any other reapers on the case either."

Director Cut was about to speak again when a member of the Royal Guard landed in front of them. "Message from Princess Celestia!" he dropped a scroll and took flight again.

They opened the scroll and read the message.

Dear Reapers.

I'm calling upon you as the real head of the Reaper Organization in these chaotic times. As you all might know was there an earthquake last week. This was not a natural one. It was created by the alicorn you all know as Blood fangs, and it was used to create a fissure into the Underworld, so obstruct and redirect the soul stream back to the surface. At the same time have Death now gone missing, and I need your ace team to go down and try to get him back. We need him if we are ever going to stop Blood Fangs and the Discordian Cult.

Signed: Princess Celestia

Blue looked at Director Cut. "You know where this earthquake originated from?"

"The Everfree Forest." Director Cut sighed.

"So we must back to Ponyville, again?" Blue didn't like this idea. "Won't all the ponies there recognize us by now?"

Director Cut sighed. "That's the price we must pay to save Equestria."

Mintie was already done packing all the equipment up. "Then let us get on the way! We have no time to loose!"

Ponyville wasn't easy to recognize. Most of the buildings were damaged or collapsed. Ponies were now living on the street, making a shelter of whatever they could salvage from the ruins.

The four parked the wagon where they usually parked it. They got off quite fast, each carrying a box.

"What are we doing here again?" Haze looked confused.

Blue Thunder gave him a push. "Don't think about that. You'll see when we get there."

The four then headed into the forest, unaware of the fact that several ponies were following them from the village.

The fissure was a sight. It was huge, wide, long and deep. The smell of the underworld was staining the air too.

"Well here we are." Director placed the box on the ground, opened it and took out the stick. "Get ready everypony."

The others nodded and they all opened their boxes. They all changed into their reaper form at the same time.

"Alright. Down the crack we go." Horror Movie was the first to jump, followed by the others.

Just as soon as the last of them had leaped into the fissure was there sounds coming from the bushes. Three ponies came out.

"Can anypony explain what happened?" The Mayor was the one in front. "I'm confused."

"I've never read anything about this." Twilight Sparkle was one of the three too. "But there must be something about this somewhere."

"They're reapers, if that tells you anything." The last pony, a Bat Pony with a mechanical hoof nodded.

"True. When you mention it do I think I have read something about it." Twilight started to think.

The mayor sighed. "Who are you again? And what were you planning to do here?"

The bat pony looked down the fissure. "Call me Pilot Sky. I was here to meet Zecora, but I think her home may have been taken by the fissure."

Twilight pressed herself between them. "I remember! Reapers are ponies that have died, but have been awakened again by Death to make sure Equestria remained safe from Nightmare Moon's armies. They have a normal pony form so they can mingle with us, but when a battle called could they call upon a relic from their past to enter an alicorn shape so they can battle the evil." She took a breath. "We aren't supposed to know about them. That's what I read at least."

"How did you know, Pilot?" The Mayor was curious.

"I heard stories before. Parents sometimes told their foals about them. I could hear the stories because I have a good hearing." Pilot nodded. "Anyways. What should we do?"

"We wait." The Mayor sat down.

The underworld was a mess. Large boulders were everywhere, large areas of the cave had collapsed and the soul stream just vanished instead of heading into the waterfall and onwards to the gates.

"Spread out. We must find him." Horror nodded. They spread out to look for him.

Darth Star looked around near the command center. It was a ruin too, and none of the devices there were working. No signs of him anywhere. Meanwhile was Horror checking near the waterfall, and Miasmic checking the area the stream came from. No signs of Death anywhere.

Stormy, however, landed by a hut near the gates. She landed and headed inside.

The hut was filled with plants, potions and equipment for potion making. Death was in there, in a bed. He was badly injured, and he wasn't awake. Five scrolls were on the table besides him.

Zecora was standing in the doorway to another room. "The five scrolls he is giving you. The middle one tells you what to do." She then turned and walked back into the other room.

Stormy sighed. "If you say so." She picked up the scrolls and headed back out, calling the others.

Horror arrived last. "So what did you find?"

Stormy placed the five scrolls between the four. "I found him, and he's probably alive. He's injured, but he left us these scrolls. And he should be safe, as he have a caretaker"

Horror nodded. "Which scroll to we read first?"

Stormy opened the middle scroll.

Dear Horror Movie, Darth Star, Miasmic Fog and Stormy Clouds.

If you are reading this, have the wheels of chaos been set in motion. Discord is about to break free, and all the souls are escaping the underworld. This event has been foreseen, but I didn't have the names back when the oracle told me. I am writing this as you are fighting Metalwings, as I know that his death will lead to this.

I know that you don't understand how I know that you are the ones who'll stop Blood, but the reason is simple. You are the four last reapers. Blood and his minions have killed the rest. Metalwings was sent to finish you four, but you defeated him.

Blood's plans are deeper than what you can expect. Reviving Discord is just a part of it. The worst comes after that, and that's when I want you four to attack.

What I want you to do is simple. Read one scroll each. These scrolls will give you the powers needed to take Blood out. You must work together.

Good Luck.

Signed: Death.

Nopony said anything. They just looked at the scrolls and took one each, opening them and reading them. The text vanished from each scroll as it was opened, planting itself in the reader's mind.

"We have to get moving." Horror was the one breaking the silence.

The others nodded and they flew up, landing on the edge. The skies were getting darker, even if it still wasn't even midday. The three who had followed them instantly met them.

"Well there you are." The Mayor was the first to speak.

"What do you want?" Miasmic scowled.

The Mayor sighed. "We just want to thank you for everything you all have done."

Horror was about to reply what the sky went black. "Aw crap! It's begun!!"

"What?" Twilight asked, curious.

Stormy prepared to take flight. "The beginning of the end, if we don't hurry."

The Mayor nodded. "Well then we should wish you all good luck. I think you'll need it."

Horror nodded as the others took flight. "Thanks." He then took flight too, vanishing fast.

Then it started raining.