All in a nights work

I slide the arrow back, using my black hooves to steady my bow and aim instead of my magic. A chilling breeze whistles around me, cold enough to be able to felt through my black suit but not cold enough to make me shiver, to lose my target. A gray and russet stallion stalks a helpless mare below my hiding spot and although the mare is colored grey by the shadows casting over her, the stallion, my target, stays in the bright moonlight so I can see him although he doesn't know I am stalking him.

During his change he is at his weakest.

Thanks to my modified digital monocle, I can tell who he is. What he is. Zooming in to the mare's face I can see it contorting into a horrified look, replacing the scared, trapped look she wore as he cornered her.

Gotcha.

Switching to my target I observe him as he starts twisting his figure. I draw a sharp breath and let go of my arrow. It stays true, driving into the neck, silencing him and killing him. The stallion crumples to the concrete, the satisfying thump reaching even my ears. The freed mare wastes no time departing the scene, tearing down the semi empty alley and onto the safe, secure main streets. Launching myself off the low roof I enjoy the brief flying sensation before hitting the ground with a muffled thump.

Pulling back my hood I examine the hideous creature my target became. Fur became skin, forelegs became human-esk arms, hooves became claws. "Hmm, a werewolf shapeshifter. An oldie but a goodie, This situation could have gotten ugly with that mare.... never mind." I levitate my bow with my magic and yank out the arrow that is buried halfway into the bulging neck muscle.

I quickly replace the bloodied arrow into the quiver strapped to my half saddle bag ( a saddlebag with one compartment and some other thing strapped to the other side, leveling the weight out.) and slide the bow into the enchanted bag that I cast a unlimited space spell onto earlier before extracting a length of blue ribbon from the bag with my magic. Ripping off a length I tie it to the half changed dead stallion's foreleg before causing my horn to spark. One lone blue spark jumps off my horn and I mutter "examinination and incineration." They will dispose of this abomination. The corpse flashes brightly before disappearing.

*CRACK*

I reach to my ear and press a micro button on the communication device.

"This is Archer, come in nightmare."

*CRACK* "This is nightmare"

Princess Luna's voice floods my ears, as the leader of Galaxy she keeps tabs on all her agents.

"I have disposed of my target. Sent him to E&I, for disposing."

*CRACK* "Good. You have done well Archer. Return to base when ready."

"Roger nightmare."

I cut the comm to Luna and prepare to jump. I don't so much as teleport as 'jump' to the place I need to be, thanks to the spell I created when I joined Galaxy, making me an invaluable asset to Luna or 'nightmare'

"3....2....1....jump"

I step forward, surroundings beginning to blur and distort, light beginning to stretch and turn to multicolored streaks. A bright white light developed in the center of my vision and quickly grew until it enveloped me and drove me to close my eyes against the harsh light. A moment later the light through my eyelids faded and I open my eyes, blinking rapidly to accustom myself to the normal light.

I am in canterlot castle, Luna's private chambers. I'm not in her bedroom, rather a room that joins onto her actual room. The plastered walls are painted a mash of blue and purple and banners of silver hang from the ceiling, black outlining the emblem of Galaxy (a half moon above a tiara) on each length. Large windows line one wall and magical torches illuminate the dark room. I am standing by a mirror so I check my reflection before calling for 'nightmare'.

Black unruly fur blends with a black suit and my red and yellow mane and tail is matted. A quick spell fixes that and blue eyes scan my body before I call out.

"Luna?"

"Please, Archer, You know you must call us nightmare when speaking about Galaxy."

I spin around, coming face to face with the princess of the night and my boss. I bow.

"My apologies, nightmare."

"Apologies accepted agent. Good work you did today Archer, dealing with the shapeshifter, getting that mare out of her sticky situation. I have your next job."

Nightmare levitates a paper file from a near by table and pushes it over to me so I take it with my own magic and flip it open to the first page. Inside is a picture of a purple unicorn mare with a dark purple mane and tail, accented with light purple and pink stripes. Flipping through the information quickly I gather her name, living arrangements and status.

"Personal student of Princess Celestia hmm?"

Luna nods at me.

"Twilight Sparkle knows that she has a pony coming to live with her for a while, a miss archer. You must watch over her without her knowing you are protecting her. We believe she is going to be targeted by somepony, by whom or for what we do not know. You must not fail us. Go Archer. Protect Twilight Sparkle."

I nod then gear up to 'jump' to ponyville but Luna's hoof on my shoulder breaks my concentration.

"Take the train."