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Chapter one :Late nights make big fights

Chapter one: Late nights make big fights

*The Anthro-pony-town of Ruin was darkening as the sun began to set, and the wind began to pick up and blow loose litter down the street making it gather around the parked police cruiser. It was a newer model but still out-dated by modern car standards, its once black body paint was now a washed out grey, and the white was now a old ivory white. The officer behind the wheel was busy eating a cheap taco that looked like it came from the dumpster in the alley next to them, spilling some type of sauce on his name tag, covering the first name leaving only OFFICER.

He quickly decided to wipe it off when the sauce dripped onto his freshly pressed navy blue uniform, while his partner was asleep in the passenger seat with his faded blue cap covering his black mane that fell in front of his eyes, and his blue uniform was beginning to get wrinkles as he rolled over snagging his name tag on the seat-belt and nearly ripped it off when Briggs reached to grab his drink and accidentally shifted the gear into neutral and had to slam on the brake to stop the cruiser from rolling down hill, and making his partner fling forward and hit the dashboard.

Briggs looked over at his partner and fixed his name tag that read OFFICER Jack Valentine, Jack merely reached over and turned the bulky police scanner on, and tuned it in to his police department and leaned back waiting for a call-in while pulling the front of his cap down to cover his eyes.

"Don't you think we should turn on the volume?" Briggs asked while turning the volume knob up till it clicked on in response.
".....Robbery in progress on magic and coffee lane, requesting all nearby units to assist in the apprehension of the multiple armed suspects that are heavily armored and advancing down magic and coffee lane on foot, lethal force is authorized." The speaker blurted out as Briggs looked at me with wide eyes in dismay.

"You heard them, get us over there." I said while sighing and opening the glove box and getting out my standard issue 9 mm and loading it with some ammunition, and handing him his after I loaded it.

"Subjects are walking down 11th and pinewood avenue, multiple officers down, and at least 12 reported K.I.A, approach with caution." The radio said before going to static.

"Do we cut them off, or go around with the others?" Briggs asked while slowing at a four-way intersection.
"Cut them off, but get out and place yourself behind that mail-box across the road, if they get through me, you can take them out." I said while unbuckling, and getting in the driver seat as he got out and did what I told him.

Once he got into position I sped down the road with the sirens on now, and quickly turned down the road they were on, and saw that there were at least five guys walking with assault rifles trained on the cars behind them, I quickly cut my sirens off and stopped my car while turning it to the side and got out while taking position next to the front of the car and took out my 9 mm, and aimed at the one in the center and looked closer to see they were all wearing some type of body armor that left barely any gap on their joints when the moved, and was about to shoot when the one I was aiming at turned around and opened fire at me narrowly missing my head but making large baseball sized holes in the hood of my car.

"We got one in front of us with a car like he said." The one that was shooting at me said to the others who turned around but held their fire till they were within close range of me and flanked the car, and surrounded me as I was caught looking the other way looking for them.

"Hands up pig." The one I was going to shoot said while putting the muzzle of his rifle at the base my skull.
"No need to do this." I said while putting my hands up and felt him relax by lowering his rifle barrel and aimed it at the ground while he reached for the gun in my hand.

I jumped forward when I felt him grip the barrel of my gun and turned to land on my back and let loose my clip catching him in the chest and stomach, He looked shocked and fell backwards onto his buddies who shot back, hitting me in the torso area while I was lying on my back and stopped when they saw my bullets made it in the gaps of their friends body vest and began to drag him into the backseat but gave up and dropped him to the ground when the sound of sirens began to approach as they got in it as the rest of the cops showed up, and decided to leave him with me to die, bleeding out on the dark street that was now littered with brass casings among the other trash the town cleaners forgot to clean up.

"You get to die before me." The one they left said to me while sitting up a little and began to crawl leaving a trail of blood as he made his way to his gun that was on the curb next to him a few yards away, but collapsed onto the curb when a large chunk of glass snagged on his arm and fell into the bullet hole of his shoulder and he screamed in pain before giving up, rolling onto his back and exposed his face to me after he managed to get his helmet off and revealed his blue eyes, and his pale grey fur that went with his blonde hair and looked at me weakly before collapsing onto his back.

"I guess not." I said while laughing before I began to cough up blood and managed to turn onto my side so I didn't choke on the blood I was coughing up painfully before I rolled onto my back and felt all the energy leave my body as I realized that my blood was coming out of the wounds and pooling around me.

"Officer down, I repeat officer down, we need a ambulance on 11th and pinewood avenue !" Briggs said when he finally caught up but was too late to do anything else, and quickly put pressure over the holes that were where my vest used to be, and knew his attempts were useless, and looked me in the eyes before he took off his uniform and quickly pressed it against my torso and stomach areas. .

"This is not how it was supposed to happen, just...just....just hold on the ambulance is almost here buddy. think of your wife and daughter!" He shouted close to tears as he saw me begin to black out as a puddle of blood began to form around me mingling with the suspect who I had shot, He was attempting to crawl away again as a swat officer quickly handcuffed him after hitting him over the head to get him to stop squirming, then ran over to me when he was sure the other person wasn't going anywhere, and flagged down the ambulance when it got close to us and opened the back doors of it.

"The ambulance is here, lets get him to it." The Swat officer said while moving, and exposing his red fur around his neck while and loosening his helmet and took it off to reveal a orange mane, and quickly grabbing one of my arms, and made Briggs grab the other one as they walked me over to the back of it where the paramedics held open the doors and quickly got me in, onto the stretcher while one of them put a IV in my arm, and quickly began to attempt to stop the bleeding while the driver sped off to the hospital and turned the sirens back on while cutting through the alley we were next to and the other paramedic began to grab a needle and thread, I watched as he heated up the needle and then began to stitch up one of the many wounds on my shoulder.

"Get his shirt open, and get me 20 cc's of morphine." The one to my right said while the other handed him a needle which he injected into my arm, and I began to fall asleep while gripping the collar of the shirt of the paramedic to my left.
"Tell me wife, I tried to stop them from getting anyone else." I said as I released my grip and fell into a deathly ill slumber hanging in the balance between life and death.

I awoke in the hospital that was across the street of my police department and saw that some of my colleagues were in there with me, and the swat officer that helped me into the ambulance was standing at the door watching everyone that came in and left the room, his orange mane was buzzed to keep it short, ans his red fur was well groomed, he turned around when someone bumped into to him, and I had enough time to see his name tag that read Special weapons and tactics response team-captain Officer Big Macintosh.

"Macintosh." I croaked out.
"Eeeyup." He said while walking over to me, and looking at me as if to say he's surprised I'm alive, and simply sits in the chair next to me.

"Can I call my wife and daughter, to let them know I'm all right?" I asked while sitting up to look at him while I talked.
"Eeenope." He said while stopping after that.
"Why not?" I asked while getting out of bed and leaning on the IV stand like a crutch.
"Hey now, take it easy there chief, you shouldn't be moving so soon after being kicked around like a mule." A female officer said while messing up her ponytail as she walked over to me, and looked at me with emerald green eyes that matched her orange fur while she continued walking up to me from a group of people and tried to make me get back in bed.

"I'm fine, where's my stuff?" I asked while not aware I was bleeding from where they stitched along my stomach, and continued to the door, and stopped to take out the IV that was in my arm.
"It's at the desk." She replied while fixing her ponytail and helping me to the front desk, where the nurse that was busy with a phone simply handed me a clear bag that held my uniform and side-arm.
"Sign here, and your good to go." The nurse said while putting a clipboard in my hand while going back to talk onto her phone with someone else while I promptly signed it and handed it back to her and walked to the bathroom and went into it, making sure to lock the door.

I took off the simple hospital gown, and saw where my stitches had began to come loose were along my ribs, I couldn't help but look around to see if there was anything I could use to cover it, I saw a first aid kit in the corner and walked over to it, I quickly reached and opened it to see there was a roll of bandages and some safety pins in it.
"Are you fucking serious?" I asked myself while wincing a little as I wrapped the bandages around my torso, and ribs before I put the pins at the ends to keep them in place somewhat before I began to change into my police outfit that had been washed, stitched and redyed for me as a thank you by the police chief himself.

I walked out of the bathroom to see Macintosh talking to the female Officer, from there arm and hand gestures I could tell they were arguing about something that involved me, when I walked past them I could make out a few things they said.
"......He needs to know AJ."
"Mac........probably nothing...........nothing else was reported."
"Can't argue there cousin."
They stopped when they realized I was walking past them, and didn't continue till I had walked outside.

I walked to the curb pf the road and saw the road that was normally packed with traffic was now empty, with nothing but a few loose bottles along with a bag blow down the road as a breeze began to pick up, making it a little cold outside since it was normally hot and humid on summer afternoons.

"Where can I go to make a phone call?" I asked myself while walking down the road after the bag rolled along ahead of me, being carried by the wind as it eventually lifted into the air, and soon became caught in a tree as I walked under it, wondering where I was since Briggs was the one who usually did all the driving.

*BEEP! BEEP!*
I jumped as I heard something making a noise a little ways up the sidewalk, and continued up the side walk in the light of the moon since the street lamps now began to go out more frequently as I walked further along the sidewalk.
"Everyone hit the floor!" Was being blasted through some speakers, and when I reached the end of the sidewalk I came across a really loud bar and club type place that was flashing lights on the inside, and even though it was against my judgement I decided to use the phone booth that was outside the place.

I got in it and closed the sliding door to see that it did nothing to cancel out the noise,
I reached into my pocket and found little change and quickly dropped the coins into the machine and dialed the number for my wife's phone.
*4337-442-4410* "Please pick up, please pick up." I said while it began to ring.

"Were sorry, but the owners phone is turned off, please try again later." A dreadful mechanical voice said into the piece as the line went to static.
"Are you FUCKING SERIOUS!" I shouted while slamming the phone on the hook accidentally breaking it, while I was unaware of the people that were watching me.

"Sir, do you need a ride?" A blue haired mare asked me while putting a hand on my shoulder, with a look at the mare, I could see that her fur was a pale white, and the patch on her jacket was one of a Music note.
"We don't mind helping a officer." Her friend said while brushing the hair off her exposed gray fur shoulders, and motioned me to get in the car with them.

"If it's no bother to you." I said while getting into the back of the bright neon cyan colored mustang convertible, and leaned back allowing my-self a few moments of relaxation.
"Where do you live?" The white one asked while looking me in the eyes with her reddish hued eyes that made me want to simply kiss her.

"I live on Tenth avenue across from the coffee shop called Apple-critters." I said while closing my eyes unaware of the blood soaking through my shirt and was unaware that I fell asleep in their car as they drove down the road quietly into the now dusk of that morning.