In a Mare-velous Bind
Chapter 2
By Neorenamon

Now that Hum-Drum had recovered, he pulled himself out of the dumpster and made his way to the side of Mistress Mare-velous and the griffoniness hooker. She was all but finished binding the numerous shallow cuts that were slashed in her back. Yet somehow all those bandages and gauss tape came from a pouch in the back of her belt. She wasn't even quite sure how she knew it was there, as Spike never actually mentioned it.

"You're so cute," whimpered the griffoniness towards Hum-Drum, "I couldn't let them hurt you any more than they did."

"Oh, my head hurts," replied Hum-Drum.

"You got clocked in the head kinda hard," replied the Mistress, "Maybe I all should take you to the hospital."

"How did you help me? Why did you help me?" asked Hum-Drum.

"She held you like one of her own," answered the Mistress, "and when she needed to change tactics, she put you in the dumpster over there. Out of sight, out of mind, I reckon."

"I had a child once," said the marestitute, "back when I first sold my body for bits to keep us alive. The father... I never saw him after he knocked me up..."

"That's awful!" said the small purple dragon, "What happened?!"

"While I was out turning tricks one night," she sniffed as tears leaked from her eyes, "The meth lab in the basement exploded. It burned down the entire complex... I lost my baby..."

"Do y'all have a name, Missy?" asked the Mistress.

"I don't need a name," she replied, "No one cares what it is."

"I care. Y'all don't need ta be so hard on yerself."

The griffoniness looked into her eyes for a moment, and then replied "Guildaa."

"That sounds oddly... familiar," said Hum-Drum.

"Please," she said, "I just... just... want to hug you again... before they haul me away..."

Hum-Drum ran over so she could hug her with her talon. The Mistress smiled softly as the griffoniness pulled the small purple dragon into a motherly hug.

"So what all do we have here?" asked a stallion trotting into the alley. The Mistress looked up to see a brown Earth pony with a brown hide and cropped black mane and tail. He was wearing a dark blue uniform jacket and a shiny copper badge. There was also a dark blue cap, and was he really wearing dark sunglasses at night?

"This here is a victim of a gang attack," said the Mistress, "and she got attacked cuz she stuck out her neck and protected me."

"A common marestitute protected you?"

"Shore nough, officer," she replied, "Would y'all make sure the hospital takes care of her an all?"

"Of course," he replied awkwardly, "but..."

"Is somethin wrong?"

"He's supposed to be arresting you too!" said Guildaa, "Just get out of here before more of them show up!"

The officer nodded.

Grabbing the rope in her mouth and Hum-Drum under one of her forelegs, she perfectly roped the top of the broken street light, and pulled herself up to the top without any mistakes.

"I love what you do," said the officer, but his tone changed when other officers began to file into the alley, "STOP THAT VIGILANTE! She's getting away!"

"I luv y'all too!" she shouted as she used the rope to fly up a number of more levels to rope a stone gargoyle on top. Soon, she and Hum-Drum both were pulled all the way up to the roof top.

"I hope they all takes care of her," said the Mistress as she looked over the edge of the roof. She could see that ponymedics had arrived on the scene and were putting the griffoniness onto a stretcher.

"See any sign of Zapp and Fili-Sec?" asked Hum-Drum.

"Why don't they all have to run from the Police?"

"Because they aren't seen as vigilantes. They aren't seen as taking the law into their own hooves."

"And I all does?" she asked skeptically.

"That's what the Police think," grumbled Hum-Drum, "Even if half of the Police Department is either corrupt or they've been bought off by the city's crime lords. You've made some powerful enemies in this city."

"If'n it would help folks like Guildaa, I wouldn't rightly care who all I pissed off in the government in these here parts."

"Maybe that's why you were chosen to be Mistress Mare-velous in the first place?"

"I reckon so."

Author's Note

I added this chapter based on a review I received, so here it is. Hope you like it.