Inky: The Mistress of the Night

Page 3 pt. 3

Inky sat at her work-desk in her room, in front of her lay all the designs of every villain, monster, or recurring bad guy she’d ever drawn. She finally made up her mind, she was going to take her dreams, and was going to stay with Feather. First she had to make the book more exciting.

Inky closed her eyes, focusing her magic on the drawing, and the comic book. All the items started to glow in an inky-black aura, as they were infused with Inky’s magic. The comic book opened up, the pages flipping at a blinding pace, and magical copies of the inked drawings flowed into the book. To most unicorns, adding as much content as Inky just did would have drained them of much of their magic.

That’s normal unicorns. Inky is not a normal unicorn.

The drawings and book all landed on the desk, without making a single sound. Inky opened her eyes, knowing that the spell worked, but she could feel that something was very different than any other time she used the ink-transfer spell.

Setting aside her worries, Inky flipped to the last page of the comic book where the vocal activation spell was located.

In the darkest of nights, with chills and frights

When evil plague the streets a mare will rise,

To defend the innocent and to claim her prize

As Mistress of the Night

Bell Mare; Sea-side wearhouse

“Move faster you grunts!” Inky spied one of her first big-time villains, Envy- which she based off another unicorn mare from her private high school -ordering around a bunch of cloned stallions that all looked like they belong on a football team. “If you don’t move faster, I’ll dump you in a vat of acid.” Back in school Inky was something known as a ‘wallflower’ so understanding ponies real personality allowed her to perfectly portray the mare.

Let’s do this Inky. Inky unfurled her ‘wings,’ shooting straight for the band of ponies, and nearly breaking the speed of sound. Right before she slowed her flight, Inky started to form a small ball of ink above her palm, and she hurled it towards the hench-ponies.

An explosion of ink threw some of the stallions to the ground, covered in the black liquid. Envy whipped her head around to find the one that caused the explosion. “Envy, Envy, Envy, when will you learn that you’re not cut out for the big times,” Inky said, sitting on top of a nearby warehouse. Envy looked to where the voice came from only to see Inky sitting on the edge of the warehouse with a bored look on her face. Did the book really have to set them up from lowest to highest? I’m really not in the mood to deal with her attitude.

“I’ve heard of you, you’re that mare that calls herself ‘Mistress.’ Well, ‘Mistress’ I’ve got news for you. You are nothing but-” Inky didn’t let Envy finish her statement as she jumped from the warehouse, using more ink bombs to take out the rest of the stallions. “A self-proclaimed superhero,” Envy stumbled when she saw just how Inky was able to take out all the stallions with ease.

“I’m not a superhero, I’m not any hero.” Inky started to walk towards Envy, who started to run, but tripped over her own feet. “I’m not a villain, I’m not some masked vigilante.” Envy backed to a wall, into a corner, and started to shake in fear. “I’m not your friendly hero, I’m not you next door neighbor.” Envy balled up, crowing on the ground on the verge of tears. “I’m not the shining white knight, I’m not a self-righteous hero.”

“W-what are you,” Envy asked, not even daring to look at Inky.

“I am an anti-hero, I am the Mistress of the Night.” A sudden gust of wind throw Envy to the concert ground, leaving her shocked, and scared. She managed to force herself to look where Inky was, only to find that she left without a single trace.

Envy remained on the ground staring blankly at the night sky, unwilling to move, and only thinking one thing: She’s my Mistress.

Baltimare; Inky’s room

Inky slowly opened her eyes, the first thing in front of her was the book, and a soft smile stretched across her lips. She sat up in her wheeled chair, stretching out her arms, and her eyes fell on the clock on the desk. Thirty minutes, huh? Wonder if Feather is up for anything? Inky got up from her chair, reaching into her bag, and pulling out her crystal-phone, dialing Feather’s number.

“Hey Feather, you want to go out tonight?” Inky swayed on her feet, silently humming a tone in her head.

“What? After what just happened,” Feather asked back on the phone. Inky should have guessed that Feather would have been still shaken up about the incident, in all honesty Inky herself was a little shaken by the ordeal, but the knowledge of elite guards stationed around town helped calm her slightly.

“Well, yeah. I mean there’s an elite captain here, along with a team of highly trained soldiers, and you remember what I did to that stallion. I’m sure we’ll be fine,” Inky said, reassured that last night’s takedown she did wasn’t just a fluke.

“Uh, fine, I guess. So what you had in mind?” The smile on Inky’s face couldn’t be any brighter than it was.

“Okay great, meet me at Zio's pizza place?” Inky already was at her closet, using her magic to pick out the closest item to wear for the second date.

“You mean that new griffon pizza joint downtown? Where Equine Kings call home,” Feather questioned, knowing the reports of the mafia's downtown crew.

“Yup, that’s the one. Don’t worry, if you know about it, then the elites are sure to know.” Inky hopped on the bed, hoping that Feather would listen to her reasoning, and that she could get through the date without any incidents.

“Alright, if you say so. How’s six o'clock for you?” Feather could faintly hear Inky cheer through the phone. “So I’m taking that as a yes?”

“Yeah, yeah six is good for me. See you there.” Inky hung up the phone, jumping on the bed as though she had won a million bits, and she nearly fell off doing so. Okay got an hour lets see the fruits of my labor. Inky walked back over to her work desk, picked up the book, and flipped to the last page to the spell. That’s when she stopped and noticed the vocal rhyme had been changed.

In the darkest of nights, with chills and frights

When evil plague the streets a mare will rise,

To defend the innocent and to claim her prize

None will stop her furious might

With speed and power,

All will learn her name

She arrives in a black flame

The nighttime is her hour

She’ll rise, taking flight

As Mistress of the Night

Inky stared at the new vocal phase, she knew that it was possible for enchanted comics to change the rhyme when an artist adds more to the comic, but Inky had never seen such a dramatic change before. Just more proof that this is a living world, I guess. Inky repeated the new rhyme, activating the spell, and returning to the comic world.

Bell Mare; Shopping District

Inky walked through the streets in the shopping district, of course she changed her outfit so that there wouldn’t be a chance someone mistook her for ‘Mistress,’ and she definitely was paying very close attention to new feel of the comic that she didn’t notice before.

The scenery was much more detailed than Inky originally had, also the comic book had an ink splatter effect that only Inky seemed to notice, and each building had its own original name as well. What’s going on! I didn’t do any of this, the splatter effect takes weeks- if not -months to add to any book, and it like it took pieces from my own life and added without me doing anything. The buildings had names of important ponies in her life, the one’s walking through the streets where the same she would see everyday.

This is too freaky. Maybe, maybe I messed up the ink-transfer spell? There have been reports of unicorns doing something like that. Inky continued to walk through the streets, taking mental notes of everything she saw that was different. Half inked scenes where now full-highly detail illusions that in their own right could win her an award.

Okay, Inky calm down. Let’s weigh the pros and cons. Pro: it will be much more enjoyable being in here. Con: It seems to have a very limited influence to the book now. Pro: I have no idea what can happen next. Con: I-I can’t think of any reason this would be that bad.

Inky was satisfied with her overlook of the comic book for now, she closed her eyes, and focused on leaving the world.

Downtown Baltimare; Zio’s pizza shop

Inky and Feather sat in the griffon pizza shop that opened up a few weeks ago. It was a surprise that a griffon opened up a pizza shop, what was more of a surprise was the fact that he had pizza for both herbivores, and also carnivores. The two were sharing a deep-dish vegetarian pizza which, thanks to the pony staff, was good in their opinion.

“Man, Inky this is really good. How did you find this place,” Feather asked, taking another bite.

Inky chewed the bite that was in her mouth before speaking. “Mmph, someponies came in the comic shop, and they were talking about it. So I decided to check it out,” Inky explained. “I know, it was a surprising at how good it was. Next time we-”

“Wrong, wrong, wrong.” Inky and Feather heard the very familiar voice of Stone. They looked up from their booth to see him and Ignite walking in arguing about something. “That’s too easy to do, and its too over examined.”

“You have no idea what you are talking about.” They took their place in line, the argument not ending or skipping a beat. “That’s too narrow minded a view; there’s always exceptions to the rule.” Stone rolled his eyes, the two placed their order, and he paid for it. As they started to walk into the booth sections, they spotted Inky and Feather, and took a seat in the booth with them.

“Well, they say Baltimare is a big town, I’m guessing they’re wrong,” Stone said, taking a seat next to Feather, while Ignite took the one next to Inky.

“They’re not the only ones that are wrong,” Ignite said, in an off-handed manner, and reignited the argument.

“Look Ignite, I’m telling you for the last time. You cannot have a villain become a hero, at least not a good one,” Stone said, tried of the hybrid’s constant stubbornness.

“And I’m telling you that you can. Villains should be given a chance as well,” Ignite argued, not moving an inch or even re-thinking her statement. “I mean a hero can go full on villain anytime they want, so why can’t a villain do the same?”

Stone sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I am going to say this one more time, so be sure to listen. It is very hard to be a hero because you have to stand for what’s right, not what you believe in.” Inky made sure to pay attention to Stone’s explanation, knowing that it had something to do with heroes and the like. “But for a villain, it pretty easy. Go outside, start kicking around a few foals and puppies, beat up anyone in your way, and just do anything that you want. Sounds easy to me.”

“Do you even hear yourself? That’s not a villain, that’s just a jackass,” Ignite said flatly. “No a real villain is someone that wants power, money, fame, and are willing to do anything to achieve that.”

“Sorry Stone, she does have a point,” Feather said, being a writer herself she knew the make up of a true villain.

“Thank you.” Ignite put up a smug face in victory.

“Actually,” Inky started, braking Ignite’s victorious smile. “Not all villains are determined by those factors alone. Some time they could have been the hero, but lost sight of what’s important, thereby turning into a villain.”

“In your face.” Stone returned the smug smile. “So in conclusion, villains can’t turn into heroes.” Stone crossed his arms as his and Ignite’s meat-fruit pizza arrived. Stone spotted a big slice with bacon and a little of mushroom on it. He moved to grab the slice, but Ignite was quicker and took the slice of pizza, stuffing her face with it. “Hey!”

“You snooze, you lose,” Ignite said, after swallowing the large bite. Stone rolled his eyes grabbing the next biggest slice of pizza.

“Say you guys know that downtown is a major hangout for the Equine Kings, right,” Feather asked, confused why the two were in the pizza shop instead of going after the mafia ponies.

Stone nodded his head while Ignite started on her second slice. “Because we have the night off, the others are on patrol right now, and Star wanted some sleep.” Stone went to grab a slice that had mostly fruit on it, but Ignite snatch up before he could. “Dammit mare, pick a kind, and stay with it.”

Ignite shrugged her shoulders, still munching happily on the slice. “Anyway, we got hungry, and I heard about this place from around town. So I figured that if we were going to be out, we might as well be near to the others,” Stone said, picking an all meat slice.

“Oh, I heard about this place from one of the customers from the shop, and I haven’t been here in a while so I thought that I could take Feather with me. You know, to make up for our first date,” Inky said with a blush, knowing that she sounded really corny, but she was telling the truth.

“Aw, Inky you didn’t have to do that,” Feather said, touched that Inky would do something like that for her.

“Heh, yeah. I figured it would be fun, you know, to hangout with you,” Inky said, hiding behind her glasses.

“D’aw, that so sweet,” Ignite said, making Inky blush even more. “Hey Stone, how many first dates do you think you would have to do over?” Stone dropped his head on the table, a loud sigh escaped his mouth, and a long pausing silence overcame the group before Stone raised a finger in the air.

“Actually, one.” Ignite arched an eyebrow towards the dog. “It was the one-on-one date I had with Vixen, that was the one where she didn’t tell me she had a thing against roller coasters.” Stone remembered the look of terror on the foxes face. “From the way she acts, I would have never guessed.”

“Well, how did you make it up,” Feather asked, wanting to hear the end.

“I let her pick the next date, anywhere she wanted without any compliances. I was left broke with no money for weeks,” Stone said, dropping his hand on the table. Ignite bite her lip to hold back her laughter.

“Well, go on. Tell the fine mares what happened next.” Ignite did her best to hold back her laughter, but it was really hard to when she knew the whole story.

“She got drunk,” Stone sighed, vividly remembering the night. “Let me tell you something, don’t ever get a fox as powerful as Vixen drunk. Unless you want no sleep.” Stone dragged his hands down his face, showing a look of dread, and also a sly smirk.

Ignite erupted in laughter as Inky and Feather caught onto what Stone was saying. “It wasn’t that bad, was it,” Feather asked, the blush on her white fur showing as clear as day.

“Feather, I was asleep all next day, and a good part into the next night. It was bad, but very awesome.” Stone grabbed the last all-meat slice while Ignite grabbed the last fruit slice. Inky and Feather did the same thing, all of them finishing off their pizzas, and getting up from the booth. “Well, we better order Star a veggie pizza, and head back. No telling what the others got into.” As if on command, Stone’s communicator started to ring a heavy-rock song. “What? This is a good song.” He answered it, nodding as he was informed of the others report.

“Understood, we’re heading back now. Ignite, forget the pizza. We’ll have to pick something up for Star along the way back,” Stone said, Ignite could tell from the tone in his voice that the report was something serious.

“What happened?” Ignite knew if it was enough to make Stone serious, then it was more than a reason for her to be.

“I’ll fill you in on the way. Inky, Feather, which one of your houses are closer?” Stone had a feeling that it would be best for Inky to be somewhere that they can find her.

“Mine is just a few blocks from here,” Feather said, slightly worried by Stone’s sudden change in tone.

“Then get there and don’t come out until the next day. Ignite, let’s move.” The two were out of the pizza shop before either Feather or Inky could ask what happened.

Feather shrugged her shoulders, “Might as well, it is close to eight. Come on Inky, I’ll show you the way.” Feather wrapped Inky in her wing, leading her out of the shop, and- doing as Stone instructed -heading straight home.

Not much time had passed since they had left the pizza shop before they were standing outside of Feather’s house. She pulled out her keys from her black pants to unlock the door. Feather led Inky inside, and tossed the keys into a bowl near the door.

“What do you think happened,” Inky asked, taking a seat on the small couch. Feather flapped down next to her, instantly wrapping her wings around her.

“I don’t know, but it has to be something serious,” Feather said, still off-put by Stone’s sudden change in personality. “But you don’t need to worry about that.” Feather pulled Inky closer with her wings, to the point where Inky fell on top of her. “I got a date to repay.” Feather removed Inky’s glasses, so she could gaze in her silver eyes. “And I know the best way.”

“Oh Feather.” Inky pressed her lips to Feather’s, savoring the sweet warmth that she would give off. The two remained there in each others embrace, not knowing the dangers that lurk outside of Feather’s walls.

Tantibus’s house; living room

The team stared at blueprint for a supposedly abandoned building. The last thirty minutes they had been going over plans of a raid on a local mafia crew. The building itself had a rather simple layout, one entries, three side exists, and one skyline.

“Alright, does everyone know their jobs?” The plan was just as simple as the building. Stone and Ignite would take point, while Star, Sparks, and Vixen take the sides, leaving Nyx to handle the skyline. “You three said it looked heavily guarded?”

“Yes ma’am,” Nyx said, stepping forward. “There were three in front, four around the building, and I saw one on the roof.”

Star nodded, thinking of a plan of attack. “Alright, Nyx you’ll take the one on the roof. As soon as she does that, Ignite, and Stone you two will take the ones on the front. Preferably quickly, and the rest of us will take the ones around the building.”

“Captain, I could put an illusion on them. Wouldn’t that make it easier,” Vixen asked, knowing that the less noise that they make outside the greater the chances of success would be.

“It will take you out of the fight for a little while, but make it happen.” Star knew that in order for any fox to use their magic, it would require them to gather the necessary nature magic first. Vixen was a powerful fox, with her already having five of her nine tails, but it still would take a little time. “How long do you think you can keep it up?”

“As long as I need to,” Vixen said, inching to freely use her magic. “I could even possess one of them, but that would take longer, and I need to look them in the eye.” It was common knowledge that foxes- at least the ones that got up to their third tail -could possess creatures of lower magical ability.

“Alright, only if the need arises. Now does anyone else have anything to add,” Star asked, wanting to get through with the raid before the trial could go cold. “No? Then gear up, we move in thirty.” The entire team saluted, leaving to their rooms to grab their gear she was going to do the same, but Stone stopped Star.

“What is it Stone, we don’t have time for setbacks.” Stone looked dead into Star’s eyes, she could feel the worry, and the desire of protection. “Stone, stop. We all are trained for this kind of thing, it our job. We’re more than capable of handling ourselves.”

“And what if one of you get hurt? What if I lose it again? What if-” Stone’s worries was silenced by Star pulling him in for a kiss.

“Stone, stop thinking that you are the only one out there, we all are, and we all will protect each other. Alright?” Star was touched that Stone was worried about not only her, but the rest as well.

Stone stared into Star’s purple eyes, only seeing the determination that brought them together. “Fine,” Stone sighed, knowing that neither Star nor the others were going to back down. “Just be careful, all of you.” Star followed Stone’s eyes to the second floor, where the others stood at the ready.

“We know, and you should too, or I’m be the one to flip,” Vixen said as a warning to not only Stone, but the rest of the team as well.

“Yeah, yeah. Come on Cap. let’s gear up.” Stone and Star made their way to their rooms, quickly getting ready.

They came back down, fully dressed, and ready to start the raid. “Alright, if everyone is ready, then let’s move out.” The team set out, heading straight for the building Nyx, and the others pointed out. Ignite and Nyx took to the skies while the others made their way on top of the building, making sure not to be seen by the populous below.

It wasn’t long before the team stood on top of a building right in front of their target. Star noted the number of guards, anticipating when would be the best time to move in. She saw through the guards’ patterns, a simple one-direction sweep. Star nodded to Vixen, who pulled out a reed from her pouch, and placed it over the top of her head.

The reed combusted into a green and purple flame, Vixen’s body started to glow in the same light, and four extra tails shot into existence as the glow reached an end. Vixen took a calming breath before snapping the head of the reed off. Into the breeze, they dance.

The guards started to feel a cold wind blow against their fur, but they shrugged it off as it being the winter time. As they continued to go about their duties, some of them started to hear silent whispers, and the cold chill returned but went unnoticed. The whispers spoke in the voices of those that they fear and respect the most, all of which was telling them that they were nothing but failures.

One after another, the guards started to argue with the voices, and eventually with each other. Two of the ones on the side started to fight with each other, one on the other side balled up into the fetal position, and the others either tried to figure out what’s going on or continued to argue with the ghostly whispers.

“It’s done,” Vixen said, continuing the mental assault on the guards, and peering through their minds to see if they knew anything. Star nodded, giving the signal for the others to move in. Nyx, and Ignite took to the air while Stone leaped off the rooftop landing on all fours, and using his lead hand as a pivot point to kick two of the three guards. Ignite swept in low, using her wing to trip the legs of the last front guards, allowing Stone to deliver the final blow with a well-placed curb stomp.

Nyx, heading straight for the one on the roof, dive bombing him before he had anytime to react to the ambush. She took aim at one of the side guards with her arm-mounted slingshot, landing a shot right in between the pony’s eyes.

Star and Sparks were already on the scene; Star using a chained dagger to wrap up the two that were arguing while Sparks took out with small throwing knives enchanted to deliver a slight electrical pulse through the victim's body.

The ambush only required a few seconds, but the team knew that wasn’t anything to celebrate, and quickly set to work on the next phase of the plan: infiltration.

Nyx, was already at work picking the lock to the skyline as her job was to provide tactical support for the rest of the team. Eventually she was able to pick the lock, Nyx opened the skyline, and sneaked her way onto a metal globe out of sight.

While Nyx moved into position, Vixen rejoined Sparks, and Star on one of the side entrance. Sparks had already picked the lock before Vixen arrived. The three burst inside, Star taking point, and taking out the two guards around the corner.

Stone and Ignite were already in the building taking down guards, so the other four could get in. Stone ducked under a sword aimed at his head and returned the favor with bone-breaking uppercut, continuing the fight as though it was nothing. Ignite slammed a stallion’s head on a nearby table, using her dragon-blood magic to ignite her hand on fire to punch through a unicorn’s magic-shield, and sent him flying into a wall.

Sparks came up on a stallion that had his spell-gun pointed towards Stone, she stepped on the back of his knee, and elbowed his head. Vixen danced between the stallions, always keeping up her momentum, and allowing the added speed to aid in her takedowns. Star had switched weapons, using simple chain to strike multiple opponents at the same time.

Nyx remained on her high perch, mopping up what was left of the mafia forces, and watching the others backs. With one last shot, the final pony went down, and she let out a sigh of relief.

After a quick check for injuries, Star nodded towards Sparks, knowing that they still had a job to do. “Ignite, Stone check to see if there are any more hiding. Nyx, Vixen check the second floor. Sparks you’re with me. Everyone get to your assignments, we still got a job to do.” Everyone went to their designated assignments, to do a final sweep of the building.

Nyx flew from her perch, heading straight for the stairs with Vixen, Star, and Sparks right behind her. While Stone and Ignite split up to give a quicker search of the building. The four soon split up when they came up on a cross-hall in the building.

Star and Sparks pressed against a wall peeking around a corner, spotting two stallions guarding- what they hoped to be -the room where all of the recorders and files were. Tantibus. Captain, what you think?

How many knives you got left?

Only five, plus my crow-blade.

Um, alright take out the one on the left while I rush the one on the right.

Understood. The two nodded, Star used her magic to create a black gauntlet around her arm with a heavy-metal chain wrapping around it. She started to count in her head, before rushing around the corner, and punching the right most stallion in the diaphragm. Just right before the other stallion had a chance to react, Sparks threw the knife paralyzing the stallion, allowing Star to swing the gauntlet to his face.

Sparks ran down the hallway to catch up with Star and unlock the door. “What do you think is in here,” Star asked, picking the lock, and opening the door.

Star and Sparks entered the room, going through anything that looked important. “I don’t know but it has to be something big if they would go to all this trouble.” Star knew that the Equine Kings were large in numbers, but to have this many guarding a single building that their had to be something big. Star spotted one file in particular, she picked it up, and scan through it. “Sparks, look at this.”

“What is it?

“These are records of bane-crystals shipments, magic combat drop offs, and records of weapons deals,” Star said, ecstatic with the amount of evidence they found. “And the list just keeps going. Local business owners, low-time criminals, and even those that own the mafia a favor.”

“Whoa, we hit the jackpot with this one. What else do you think is here?” Sparks knew that if they could find anything else that would lead them closer to the don that oversees the Baltimare mafia, then would make their jobs half done.

“I don’t know, but we better keep looking. The others will be done with their sweep soon.” Sparks nodded going back to work, making sure to check each file. She stumble upon a odd looking file, when she opened it to read the contents her eyes widened.

“Um, Captain, you may want to take a look at this.”

Meanwhile on Nyx’s and Vixen’s side

Nyx pulled back on her slingshot, aiming down the sights, and waiting for Vixen’s cue. While Vixen had a leaf pressed against her mouth, both her, and the leaf glowed with the same green and purple flame from before. To the winds, they fly.

Vixen pulled the leaf from her mouth, it instantly combusted into a green fire-ball, and she hauled it towards the stallions. The second the fire-ball touched the ground, it erupted into a blinding green light, alarming and disorienting the stallions.

Nyx took the shot, angling it cast-iron ball to ricochet off of one of the stallion to the next one. Both fell to the ground, barely conscious enough to see Vixen deliver the final blow to them. “Well, I think that’s all of them. We make a good pair, don’t you think?” Vixen playfully wrapped a few of her tails around Nyx, who remained stone-faced. “Oh don’t be like that. You know that you like having my tails around you.”

“We still have a job to do,” Nyx said, ignoring the blush on her own face. “And we’re not finished until Captain calls in.” She would be lying if she said that she didn’t enjoy the soft tails, but she knew that their job wasn’t done until they got the all clear.

“Gah, no fun.” Vixen cross her arms, but kept her tails around Nyx, making sure that they tickled some of her known weak-spots. How the hell am I going to prove to Stone I’m a good fox, if none of these mares are willing to cooperate? Maybe I should try Ignite first? A loud explosion ripped Vixen out of her thoughts, she and Nyx ran over to the site of the explosion.

When they got there, they saw Ignite standing in front of a absolutely terrified stallion, her eyes burning a bright orange-red. Smoke could be seen coming from her nose as she continued to heavy breath.

The two carefully jumped down the rubble, making their way closer to the enrage hybrid. “Ignite what happened,” Nyx asked, knowing that it didn’t take much for the bat-dragon to be set off.

Ignite ignored Nyx’s question, grabbing the stallion by the collar of his shirt, and wrenching him off the ground. “You want to repeat what you just said, or do I have to beat it out of you?” She puffed a big cloud of smoke at the stallion’s face, making him cough.

“Okay, okay I’ll talk. Look all I know is that the Brothers have something big planned alright?” Ignite knew that the stallion knew more than what he was saying, and one good death-glare told him that he need to spill the rest of the beans. “A-and that they were going to target the Crystal Empire. Please let me go, that’s all I know!”

“Ignite,” Everyone heard the commanding voice of Star, as she, and Sparks made their ways down the rubble. “He’s telling the truth, we have all that we need, so we’re leaving.”

Sparks looked around, noticing that the team was missing their alpha dog. “Wait, where’s Stone,” She asked, not see high nor hair of the dog. Upon command, Stone resurfaced from a tunnel he dug before, and shook off all the dirt from his fur.

“Hey Star, you wouldn’t believe the underground operations these guys got. I think they got a den of diamond dogs helping them and-” Stone stopped when he took a good look at the scene in front of him. “Um, did I miss something?”

“No, we were just leaving. Isn’t that right Ignite?” Star intended the question to sound like a demand. Ignite blew another puff of smoke from her nose, cutting her eyes towards the still shaken up stallion, but did what Star wanted letting him fall to the ground.

After the drop, the stallion’s crystal-phone fell out of his pocket. As one last act as aggression, Ignite stomped on the phone, and set it on fire before opening her wings taking off towards the sea-port.

The team watched in silence before Nyx stepped forward. “I’ll go get her.” She was already gone before anyone could say anything. Star sighed, knowing that if anyone could calm Ignite down it was Nyx. She pulled out her commentator, calling for a team of Solar guards to wrap up what was left of the building.

“Come on, we’re heading back.” The team nodded, following Star back to the house.

Feather’s house

Feather lead Inky to her room in the back of the house, promising to return the impromptu date. Feather took her time to remove Inky’s black sweater, taking the bra in her teeth, and removing the whole top in one motion. She gently pushed Inky to the bed trailing kisses down her neck, and towards her chest.

Inky started to moan when Feather cupped one of her large breasts, taking the other in her teeth. Inky ran her fingers though Feather’s dirty-brown mane, moaning pleas for the teasing to end, but Feather wanted to make sure she returned the date in full. She started to press her thumb on the hardened nipple, making Inky shiver from the sensitivity.

Feather switched up breasts, also switching tactics. The soft nibbling turned into rough bites, the teasing thumb turned into twisting, and pulling figures. And Inky loved it. So as long it was Feather the one doing it, the one standing right next to her, she didn’t care about the small bits of pain. All she cared about was being next to the one she cared about, never letting go, and never giving up on her.

Tired of the teasing, Inky started to push Feather’s head downward, giving her the okay to continue. Feather took the hint, moving down leaving a trail of kisses, only stopping at Inky’s belly-button to play around with it, making her laugh. Eventually- after many giggle-filled pleas -Feather again started to make her way down, taking the zipper of Inky’s gray-jeans in her teeth.

Feather started to play around with Inky’s lacy-black panties, causing Inky to shake, and moan in appreciation. Soon, Feather hooked her fingers around the thin veil of fabric, and took a moment to admire her marefriend’s marehood before diving in. Inky was forced to let go of Feather’s mane, in exchange for her own breasts as she sucked, and licked the mounds.

Feather traced her tongue around the outside of Inky’s walls, savoring the sweet taste, and unable to resist moving her hand to her own marehood. Spurred on by Inky’s moans and her own self-pleasuring, Feather pushed her tongue inside the tight walls forcing Inky to wrap her legs around Feather’s head. She ignored the imprisonment, rather enjoying being trapped in between Inky’s legs, and continued to push deeper.

Inky’s mind went numb when Feather found her sensitive spot deep inside her marehood. Her cries were pleas for more, which Feather did gladly. Not wanting to forget about herself, Feather started to pump three fingers inside of her marehood, but still continued to enjoy the sweet liquid leaking out of Inky.

Inky twisted one of her nipples and sucked on the other one, wishing it was Feather. Her moans reached a new height when Feather started to suck on her clit, only pushing her closer to the edge. Feather quickly became intoxicated by the heavenly scent, driving her onward with her own fingers.

Every time Feather moaned in Inky’s marehood, the vibrations would travel up Inky’s spine. Soon it became too much for Inky, her walls clenched down around Feather’s mouth, and she violently shook as an orgasm over tooked her. The sudden rush of cum, pushed Feather over the edge as well, and both mares cried out each other’s names.

When the orgasms finally ended, Feather climbed back up to pull Inky in for a kiss. Inky moaned when she still could taste herself on Feather’s lips, but she didn’t care. The two swirled their tongues in each other’s mouth, trying to memorize every inch, and savoring the warmth from each other’s body.

They soon broke the kiss in need of air. Feather stared into the silver orbs of Inky’s eyes and Inky stared into the brown of Feather’s. Only one thought echoed through their heads: “I love you.” They pulled back for another kiss before falling asleep in each other’s embrace.

Author's Note

Ha! Finally got Inky to start using the book, for the win! So what you guys think going to happen next, tell me in the comments below.