The rise of The sacred stallion

Chapter four: Meaning well

Octavia and Vinyl were both sitting in the dull grey room that the officer had brought them to since they both were trying to explain what they saw at the officers house earlier, Octavia was rethinking that maybe she saw nothing and simply imagined it when a detective came into the room with the sleeves of his plaid shirt rolled up to his elbows,while his badge was hanging loosely around his neck and the gun holster he had on was snug against his ribs, his face was relatively normal except for a scar that was along his jaw to his hairline, making his grey fur pale as the light shone on him making the scar turn a bright purple.

"Tell me exactly what you know about the situation." He said quietly while pulling out a fold-able chair and sat in front of them.
"We picked up the officer outside of club since he was obviously having trouble and we dropped him off at his house when we saw a lot of the cars parked outside of his house, and he asked us to wait a few minutes and that's when we heard a bunch of screaming and gunshots that made the windows light up for a few seconds before going dark again." Octavia said while just wanting to leave and go home with Vinyl.

"That's it........nothing else, you haven't seen or heard from him since then?" The detective asked while writing down the information she told him on a page in his little flip-book.

"No, why would he contact us?" Octavia asked puzzled.

"Officer Jack Valentine is wanted for the suspected murder of his spouse and child along with the murder of a cop, we need to bring him in before he does anything rash that might make people wind up hurt." He said while leaning forward, making his badge shine in the light.

Octavia read the name on the badge and frowned when she didn't recognize the name, but was surprised when the detective left the room.

"Who is he?" Vinyl asked.
"Detective Briggs." Octavia replied while thinking.

*Outside the police station at a public payphone Detective Briggs was making a call, and dialed a number while wearing gloves to leave no fingerprint.
"Is it done?" A voice at the other end said with out even waiting for a greeting.
"Yes, they think he is the one that did it." Briggs replied.

"Is he in your custody?" The person asked.
"Not yet sir, we are trying our best out here." Briggs replied after clearing his throat.
"THEN FIND HIM, I WANT HIS BODY BROUGHT TO ME!" The voice on the other end screamed into their phone.

"We are close, according to one of the officers that was injured, Officer Valentine was injured and quite possibly crippled by now." Briggs said while trying to ignore the sharp throbbing pain that was making his ear hurt now.

The other person hung up leaving Detective Briggs to think about his choices regarding his friends life in his hands, and sat there alone in the phone booth as the sun began to set and watched as the first snowflakes of the winter season began to fall.

*Officer valentine sat near the kind lady that had helped him as she began to cook some sort of vegetable stew with some meat in it that I didn't want to know where it came from and only watched as she began to cut them slowly with her soft hands and delicately as she knew what she was doing.

"Thank you for staying the night with me......it means a lot since most of the others avoid me around this time." She said quietly while putting the chopped vegetables into a pot that was hanging over a fire she had going, and began to cut the meat into little chunks.

"Why would they avoid a pretty mare?" I said while blushing and began to forget about my wife and my sorrows and decided to try and enjoy what I could since the sound of sirens that passed by made me to scared to care otherwise.

"You think i'm pretty?" she asked while surprised and nicked the end of her finger while crying out in pain at her foolishness.
"Let me help with that." I said while reaching over and placing my hand over yours and carefully tore a strip of my undershirt and wrapped her cut in it.

"You don'y even know my name." She said while blushing as I cared for her.
"Well.....why don't you tell me since I might be here a while." I said while wiping a few snowflakes out of her hair.

"It's.....it's Celestia, and my sister is Luna, but she's busy worrying about her job, and i'm too ashamed to ask her for help since she still thinks i'm living decently." Celestia said while holding my hand nervously.

I gently leaned in and kissed her on the lips, and backed up not wanting to rush things, and began to help her cook the meal she was preparing.

"Your my personal hero Jack.....you just showed me there is a shred of humanity left in this world after all." Celestia said while wiping away a tear that had fallen down to her cheek.

"I....I need to go for a walk while you finish this up." I said while getting up and tucking my 1911 into the back of my pants and lowered my shirt over it to cover it.
"Make sure to come back, I don't like being alone." She said quietly while looking at me quietly.

"I promise i'll be back." I said while tossing her my wallet. "That's to show i'll be coming back." I said while going down the alley entrance before she could respond to me.

I walked to the curb and was glad that the night snow was coming in softly, While I was looking around taking in the scenery I caught a glimpse of the guy who smashed me onto my coffee table and was also there when I was framed for the murder of my wife and daughter.

I looked at him as he was walking to a small featureless black car that was a luxury car, but instead of leaving he simply opened the door and grabbed a envelope that was a orange hue in the light of the cab light, I decided to take a chance and walked up behind him while taking the gun out of the back of my pants, and quietly walked faster till I reached him and put the barrel of the gun against the small of his back along his spine.

"Don't fucking move." I said to him as he tensed up and then relaxed while put his hands on the roof of his car while I grabbed his gun and tucked it into my belt loop.

"What a shame, I thought you would have been in a jail cell waiting for your execution by now." He said while turning around slowly as I took a step back. "How's it feel to have been framed for killing your loved ones." He said while smirking as I put the barrel against his stomach.

"I want that envelope now." I said while not knowing why I was doing this.
"Can't do that." He said while looking at the envelope in his hands and then to the gun in my hand.

I pulled the hammer of the gun back and pushed the barrel against his stomach harder. "Want to say that again?" I asked him while smirking at him this time.
"Your a cop, you can't do this!" He said while panicking and kept glancing from the envelope to the gun in my hand.
"Just like you couldn't have killed my wife and daughter because they were ladies." I said while getting angry.
"That's right, now be a good little pig and go turn yourself in." He said while regaining his cool and began to make fun of me.

"You asked for it." I said while pulling the trigger and felt nothing but the recoil of the gun as I watched him drop the envelope and clutch his stomach that had a gaping hole in it now.

I quickly picked it up before his blood could taint the letter and quickly took his jacket that had some blood on the inside and put it on, glad that it was red leather so no one would notice the blood, I hurried away as people began to draw to the body that was was lying limp in a puddle of blood that finally stopped expanding.

I walked back into the bum camp right as Celestia was finishing up what ever type of soup she was making, and saw that she was busy changing into something when I walked into her little metal hut and couldn't help but watch.
"You don't have to be so peepish." She said while finishing putting on her clean laundry.
"You knew I was watching?" I asked shocked but turned a bright red and felt a urge to do something.

"I also heard a gunshot, that was you also wasn't it?" She asked while turning around in her dress.
"No, I saw a mugging on the way back though, and the mugger shot his victim." I lied to her without even looking away.
"Where did you get the jacket?" She asked while spying me suspiciously.
"I got it from the dead victim......" I said while not looking away.

She simply sighed and looked away while fixing two bowls of the soup, that smelled as good as it looked.
"Do you know where a ATM is by any chance?" I asked while remembering my wallet with my credit cards.
"Yeah......there's one in the liquor store around the corner." She said.
"Want to do me a favor?" I asked while putting my arms around her and kissing her neck slowly.

"What is it?" She asked while blushing and turning around so she could kiss me back.
"Want to go get some money out so we can spend the week in a motel?" I asked while looking in her eyes.
"How much do I get out?" She asked while sighing. "And what's the pin?" she said while pulling off of me.
"Get all of my saving which should be about three or four thousand, and the pin is 3948." I said while placing my hands on her plot while pulling her in close to me.

"I'll be back in a few minutes." She said while going out the door after I handed her my wallet.
I simply sat on the little cardboard box and waited while putting my face in my hands and simply fell asleep without even realizing how tired I was.