“You know about Gemeralds, it is a talisman gem adapted from Zebra tech and fused with unicorn magic. They are fused into the foreleg above the hoof and it takes on the color of a pony’s personality.
It monitors health and heals wounds. Can shrink objects and stick them in a pocket dimension. Detect threats, slow down time and allows some ponies to use will power as a weapon. Plus hundreds of other things most of us never use.
In today's day and age almost everyone has one of these. Its very pedestrian when you think about it. You realized how disappointing it was when I got a Gemerald as a cute mark?”
“Enough!” The prosecutor slams the file on the desk interrupting my story. A mare in a small frame like me. Her coat steel gray, hair blue. She had on a tight green dress that matched the Gemerald in her fore hoof.
Looking at her Gemerald made mine itch. It was sealed with a binding spell and the spell itched. As long as the spell was in place my Gemerald was inactive.
The prosecuting mare, Her name was Homage red from the report. “Littlered, you’re from Ponyville? Before you got your cutie mark you were arrested for breaking and entering a number of times. From there you started a career of cons and illegal espionage from Las Pegasus to Fillydelphia. A year ago took off out into Wilds to avoid warrants.”
Memory of field grass and flower leaked into my brain. Memories of grazing, walking and meeting other ponies along the way.
There where herds of ponies out in the Wilds. Ponies that didn’t wish to live in the cities and towns of civilization and live like animals should. All ponies really needed to live was a stretch of grass to eat. It was keeping warm in winter and roaming monsters, witch seemed to get more and more common, was all they had to worry about.
Some ponies out in the Wild were like me are criminals, so every encounter with other ponies was met with caution specially stallions. Sex offenders and the worst criminals often are banished from large advanced cities being tracked by their Gemeralds.
If one had enough money or hacking skills like me you could have your Gemerald removed, replaced or blocked. Removed was the cheapest option. Gemeralds aren’t easy to find in the Wild, so replacements doesn’t happen often there.
“Before winter set in, You appeared in Outer Manehattan and up to your old tricks,” Homage reads, “We picked you up at a bar there.”
“Are we at ground level?” I asked.
Homage gave me a look. Enough to tell me "No". Then I let my mind go back.
I was sitting on a stool of a dusty old bar. The name of it was “Horse with no Name” or something like that.
Out in the Wild, it’s out post towns and the outskirts of major cities still used physical money like Bits. Once you’re truly in the cities you can only buy things using digital money accessed by your Gemeralds or with special cards. This was a place that used Bits.
I was dolled up, Earrings, lipstick, nail polish and eye makeup. Unicorns didn’t normally needed eye makeup that was a natural attribute but one I didn’t have.
I had a red dress that connected to a pair of stockings by a garter belt and was working a buck into buying me my third drink. I wasn’t attracted to bucks. Didn’t mean I didn’t fuck them if it meant I could get away with robbing them after words. This one seemed like a rich mark.
Three stallions walked into the bar. They obviously were seeking me out. I heard the bar tender cock his gun. Felt it aim at me.
I activated KEI mode. I choose the attack I wanted to use, then SATS activated and I chosen my target.
My body acted on its own as it plays out the action I chosen for it. “Scarlet Future!” I shouted my attack as my hoof covered in red blood colored flames smashed the bar in half with one punch.
The bar tender stumbles back, his gun goes off clipping my hair, my shield shattering in red like glass. A buck came at me with a yellow energy attack. He shouted its name but that didn’t matter.
I had enough energy in my KEI to perform a special move spell. He was in the middle of an attack which was good for me. Beating out another pony’s attacks was about timing.
Twin energy swords of blood color appeared over my fore hooves. “Bloody-Mary Day!” I shouted.
I hit him with an upward stroke. My attack blocked from connecting by discharging yellow flashes as it hit his protective shield. I spun away from him and struck the buck backwards sending him up into the air. Spun face front again and swung down on him. The shield broke and the buck when flying into the wall.
My KEI shut down for recharge. I jumped behind the bar as the other two ponies shot attacks of green and pink at me. The bar tender aims his gun at my head.
I ram him with my horn. It sparks blue as my horn impacts his shield. It stunned the bars tender enough to stop him for firing. I cast a levitation spell that sends the buck flying back.
Blood runs down my face. The impact to the bar tender’s shield cut the velvet skin that covered over my horn.
The other two bucks moved more cautiously now that they knew I could use magic. Most unicorns now a days didn’t bother with familiar spells. I found them more useful at times like this.
KEI recharged, “Kiss n’ Buck!” I shouted ejecting out from behind the table. I hit a buck with a kick of blood flames. His shield shattered in bright red and my kick connected but not as hard as it could have been. “Scarlet Future!” My flaming fore hoof goes into his stomach. “Crunch,” as his bones break.
“Kiss n’ Buck!” My attack cut off the other buck’s attack, some kind of green dragon thing. I then started wailing into him, his shield sparks green with each hit. When the shield weakened enough. “Scarlet Future!” Crunch!
I held up the buck with the yellow energy. His shield recharge and sparked when I push against the wall.
“Who sent you!” I demanded.
The buck smiles, “Red Eye says high.”
“That,” I snapped disappointed. I let the buck go. I’m going to have to take care of that issue sooner or later. But now I’m going to have to leave-
“Freeze!”
“Freeze!”
Shit the police,
“You’re a prosecutor want to make a deal,” I suggested to Homage.
“I was wondering when it would come up,” Homage smiles, “A mare like you has ways of protecting herself.”
“I can tell you’re the kind of mare that likes fore play,” I flirted. She really was my type of mare.
“What do you have to give?” Homage smirks.
“Proof that Red Eye sent me to spy on Stable-Tech.” I smiled back, “In return house arrest, With not handing me off to other cities and your phone number.”
“Sorry, I have a Marefreind,” Homage answered, “The rest of the deal I’ll think about.”
“I’m open to a threesome,” I sang.
Homage sighs, “Littlered, You may see yourself as a folk hero. I know a mare who’s a real hero. She puts her life in danger everyday to stop ponies like you. She’s a mare worth fighting for. You are not.”
“Warning, Station under attack!” A voice screams over the PA.
“I guess that’s my ride,” I smirked.
“What was that? Who’s attacking us!” Homage shouts at me.
The wall smashes open, Wolfie the Hellhound bursts in. Hellhounds are creatures that evolved from Diamond Dogs due to a spill of something called Taint.
“Get on,” Wolfie orders.
“No!” Homage charges at the beast.
“Get away pony!” With a swipe Wolfie’s breaks Homage’s green shielding and cuts into her skull and down the side of the gray ponies face.
Most of Homage’s blood squirts out of her face.
“Luna, Wolfie don’t kill them!” I snap as I get on the Hellhound’s back. “I don’t need death of a prosecutor on my record!”
As he dug through the floor, I looked at Homage one last time. She really was a pretty pony, once.
A blue mare in a police uniform runs down the hospital hall.
“How is she!” Officer Jokeblue demands eyes full of tears as she busted into the critical care room.
“She’s in stable condition,” Life Bloom answers, “We had to remove parts of her skull and damaged brain. She’s going to need more surgery. By even with our advanced technology, We can make her look pretty but she’s not going to be like how she was.”
“Who did this to her!” Jokeblue shouted.
“A Hellhound freeing a prisoner,” Life Bloom answers.
“What was the prisoner’s name,” Jokeblue snaps.
“Littlered I believe,” Life Bloom replied.
Jokeblue removes her badge and puts it into Homage’s unconsous hoof.
“You’re going rogue?” Life Bloom asks.
“I’m going to find Littlered and when I do I don’t have plans of arresting her.” Jokeblue answered.
Wolfie and I camped out in a field of tall grass. I grabbed some stocks with my mouth and started chewing on them. Wolfie had the bloody remains of a rabbit in his claw.
“So, are you going to go into hiding again?” Wolfie asks, “Like I said we could live out here forever like those other ponies.”
“Well the Wild basically gives us a content life of nothing but eating and shitting,” I leaned in close to Wolfie and speaks flirtatiously. “And fornication,” He was still a male and I a female, I had to teased him with a little sexual foreplay. I got back to my normal tone. “Red Eye is going to be hosting the Iron Hoof Tournament. Under his rules if we enter we are untouchable until we loose. His rule is so strong. Not even the police will touch us.”
“Sounds like fun then what?” Wolfie asks.
“You know me I play it by ear,” Littlered smirks taking another bite of grass.
Author's Note
I hoped you people like this, I had this idea and concept buzzing in my head and couldn’t work on anything else until I wrote it out. When I have the time and get done with what I’m working on I might expand the concept into a full story. But for now I’m happy to get it out of head. LOL
