Sword Mare Origins: Azrael
Sword Mare Origins: Azrael
“We open to the main six gathered around a conference table… Princess Luna sits at the head of the table…”
“Okay girls, my dear friends our last meeting I asked for proposals of ideas to help with the war effort. We came down to the decision that each one of you would form a new branch of government that will focus on your individual ideals. I would like to hear your ideas for these new Agencies.”
Rarity raises her hoof. “If you don’t mind may I go first and before I start may I add you should use the word Ministry instead of Agency.”
“Why is that?” Luna asks.
“Marketing dear,” Rarity answered, “For you, I want to create a Ministry of witch to put in the best word dear is Image. You see from experience ponies don’t know what they want until they see it. If we control what they see. We control what they want. Example we want every Equestrian to fight the Zebra.”
“Yes,” Luna nods her head.
“In the past for example there had been Daring Do novels with nice and helpful Zebra,” Rarity continues, “If I had the power and you could grant me that, I could stop the printing of these books and only approve books that show bad Zebra doing bad things. This would show the people that the only option is to fight the Zebra.”
“What the hey is this going to do to Zecora,” Applejack yells pounding her hooves on the desk.
“Relax Applejack, if opinions can be swayed one way so easily then they can be swayed back,” Rarity smiles, “Once the war is over I will only allow stories with happy friendly Zebra.”
“What does all of this have to do with the word Ministry?” Luna wonders.
“We are all mares, since we are Ministry Mares. Ponies like alliteration. We can post it high on billboards ‘Meet our new heads of state the Ministry Mares’. And we market blitz to get as many sign ups as possible for our Ministries.”
“Very well from this point on this will be known as the Ministry Mares Project,” Luna slams her hoof down like a gavel and smiles. “Delightful I never tire of being all official and stuff. Applejack your next sweetheart.”
“I wish to improve our war time technology,” Applejack answered, “Make better guns and better armor to protect our troops. To honor my brother’s sacrifice.”
“Yes, that tragedy will never stop haunting me,” Luna puts her hoof over her heart. “Twilight Sparkle?”
“I wish to fund research into magical science.” Twilight answered, “I will push our discoveries toward projects that will help the war effort.”
“Fluttershy?” Luna asked.
“We need more doctors, ones better trained,” Fluttershy answered, “You know what they do to ponies that have broken legs? We can save them.”
Luna turns to Rainbow Dash. “What do you have in mind?”
Rainbow Dash was laying boredily over the table. “Just write me a check,” She said nonchalantly.
“Beg pardon?” Luna replied.
“Just give me money and I’m sure I’ll do something awesome with it,” Rainbow Dash answered.
“What do you have in mind?” Twilight asks.
“I don’t know, something big and awesome,” Rainbow Dash shrugged, “Maybe I may construct something like a superduper base or something? Like dig a hole in the ground.”
“You mean like a money pit?” Twilight answers.
“Yeah, that’s awesome, people like money,” Rainbow Dash replied, “And we call it the Ministry of Awesome.”
“I don’t know how I am going to spin that,” Rarity mutters to herself.
“Well it may be unorthodox,” Luna said, “It’s something and I did promise to fund your ideas. Pinkie?”
“I wish to make unhappy ponies happy,” Pinkie said with a smile, “Like throw them parties and stuff. So they all can see happy faces.”
Pinkie jumps up on the table and she starts to sing.
“You know out there there’s a bunch of unhappy ponies and foals,
You know out there or I’ve been told,
Ponies drink booze and eat Ment-als, (Pinkie slides a half drunken bottle of apple whiskey to Applejack that she was drinking, then hugs them both the same time.)
Because ponies are unhappy,”
“Did you know that there are often foals?
Their parents enlist and fought the wars,
There got letters saying they will have empty homes,
And this makes them unhappy,
So what we need are parties,”
Pinkie Pie turns to Rarity.
“Images are a nice, and show our greatest fantasies,
But nothing compared to the greatest fantasistasy of the smiling faces at a party,”
Pinkie Pie turns to Applejack.
“After battles soldiers are dark and gloomy,
Let’s make them all nice and swoomy over the singing gal showing her tushy,”
Pinkie Pie turns to Futtershy wrapping her hoof around the yellow Pegasus’s shoulder.
“There are ponies laying there sick and injured in their beds,
They all got depression and their heads, but what they need is a visit from a clown called Patch Pony,”
Pinkie turns to everyone.
“What you see, what we need is a Ministry of Morale to make sure every pony gets to have a party, party, party.”
“Like I said with Rainbow, you’re funded either way, so thy song was unnecessary,” Luna said coldly. Then she smiles. “But was a delight to watch just the same.”
“The meeting came to an end...”
Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie walk side by side as they exit the castle.
“Pinkie? I’m asking all my friends this, would you mind getting your blood tested?” Fluttershy asks.
“Ooo, what kind of test? Is it a pop quiz,” Pinkie Pie said enthusiastically.
“I want to test you for blood type,” Fluttershy answered, “Some pony figured out a way to take blood from one pony and put it in another without them getting sick.”
“That sounds fantastic!” Pinkie Pie shouted, “How did they do it?”
“He found out that all blood isn’t the same, some types of blood mixes well with other types and other types of blood don’t,” Fluttershy told her, “He said that ponies have eight different types of blood so finding a match for some ponies can be hard.” Then Fluttershy adds, “Hopefully in the future we can invent some kind of blood pill and not have to worry about transfusions anymore.”
Rarity walks past them, she stops and stands at the corner of the street.
“Rarity? Are you sticking around the city?” Fluttershy asked.
Rarity turns her head. “Well I have a few meetings already set up with Canterlot Publishings,” Rarity told them.
“If you can, head down to Canterlot Central Hospital,” Fluttershy tells Rarity, “I need help gathering blood for the war effort.”
Rarity cringed at the idea of blood as a cab pulls up. “If it’s for the war I’ll make sure I’ll stop by dear.”
“The next day…”
Pinkie Pie sits on a bed as she waited in a doctor’s office. Soon the door opens and a blue stallion with a silver mane walks in. His cutie mark was a white egg. Pinkie could feel her Pinkie Sense going off. Her tail got goose bumps and her right inner thigh started sweating. This was a new one and she had no clue what it meant.
“Is something the matter?” the doctor asked.
“Nothing, just my Pinkie Sense going off,” Pinkie Pie answered.
“Pinkie Sense?” The doctor gave a confused look.
“It’s my way of predicting the future. Don’t focus too much on it, trust me, I had a friend that did and things didn’t turn out so well for her,” Pinkie Pie told him.
“I am doctor Azure Truth,” the doctor said.
“Fluttershy asked me to come here to have my blood taken,” Pinkie Pie told the doctor.
“Yes,” Azure said as he looked in his book. “Fluttershy told me you’d be coming by.” The doctor pony pulls out a clear plastic bag and tube. “This might hurt a little.”
Attached to the tube there was a needle and the doctor motioned for Pinkie Pie to hold out her foreleg. He finds a vain and pokes the needle in it. Blood rushes up the tube. The site of this made Pinkie Pie feel a little queasy.
“Are you feeling okay?” Azure asked noticing Pinkie Pie’s face.
“I’m fine just a little unnerved,” Pinkie Pie said.
“Fluttershy tells me your single,” Azure remarks.
Pinkie Pie blushed, “Why did she tell you that?”
“She told me she owed you one,” the doctor smiled.
“Isn’t there some doctor and patient thingy you should be worrying about?” Pinkie Pie asked.
“Your a volunteer not a patient so there should be no issue,” Azure points out, “How about you meet me after my shift this evening. I know a nice restaurant we can go to, let’s have it be a surprise.”
“I love surprises,” Pinkie Pie cheered. She was starting to think maybe the new Pinkie Sense combo meant she just found the love of her life.
“That evening...”
Pinkie Pie stood out in front of Canterlot Central Hospital. She had herself all dolled up, on her face she had blue eyeliner her and lipstick to playoff are dark pink coat. She even did her hooves in blue. Around her neck was a pearl necklace. And the dress that she was wearing was yellow. A red purse was hung over her shoulder.
As she waited, an ambulance pulls up with its lights flashing. The doors fly open in the ponies rush out to take a blue pony with a gray mane on a stretcher out of the vehicle. To Pinkie Pie’s shock Rarity hops are the ambulance. She turns and sees Pinkie Pie.
“What are you doing here looking like that!” Rarity exclaimed.
“I’m on a date, or about to be,” Pinkie Pie answered, “What about you doing here?”
“My business meeting at Canterlot Publishings ran a little late,” Rarity told her, “As I was leaving this pony was hit by a wagon. He lost a lot of blood and I remembered the blood research Fluttershy told me about. So if there’s any place that can replace blood that he lost. This would be the place.”
Azure runs out of the hospital to see the injured pony. “Okay, get him to my lab!” Azure then notices Pinkie Pie and turns to her. “Sorry, going to have to postponed the date for at least a hour.”
“It’s okay, what you do is important,” Pinkie Pie answered.
Azure goes back inside the hospital with the patient.
Once out of sight, Rarity nudges Pinkie Pie with her elbow. “A cute doctor you dog,” She teased.
This caused Pinkie Pie to blush.
“An hour passes…”
Pinkie Pie and Rarity waited out in the waiting room when Azure finished.
“Sorry to keep you waiting,” He said to Pinkie Pie.
“Will he be okay?” Rarity asks.
“It appears so,” Azure replied.
“That’s a relief,” Rarity sighs.
“Do you still want to go on the date? Azure asked.
“I’m here ain’t I? How about since you stood me up a little bit, I’ll be random and take you someplace?” Pinkie Pie smirks.
“Well I best be heading back to my hotel suite,” Rarity told the two ponies as she walks away. “You two have fun now.”
“At Hay-Burger…”
Pinkie Pie was diving into a box of fries as Azure watched. She had wiped the lipstick from her mouth and left the napkin with a blue smear next to her on the table. Pinkie Pie looks back up a Azure licking the ketchup from around her mouth.
“Why so quiet?” She asked.
“Sorry,” Azure takes a bite from his burger. “Just with how good you’re looking, watching you eat like that is surreal.”
Pinkie Pie mockingly puts her hooves on her hips. “And what’s wrong with how I eat?”
The two of them start laughing.
“I really should be thanking you,” Azure said as he stopped laughing. “It was your blood that saved him, luckily it was Q negative a pretty universal blood type.”
Pinkie Pie didn’t quite know what he was talking about but felt pride for doing something good.
“Late that evening...”
Azure walks Pinkie Pie to her hotel. They stop in from the door and kiss.
“We should do this again sometime,” Pinkie Pie said after she pulled away from the kiss.
“How long will you be staying in town?” Azure asks.
“I’m the head of the newly crowned Ministry of Morale,” Pinkie gloated, “I think I can stay in town
as long as I want.”
“I myself, have a little less free time,” Azure said, “Let’s try for next week.”
Pinkie Pie nods her head. Then the two ponies went their separate ways. Inside Rarity was waiting for Pinkie Pie.
“I thought you would be in bed by now?” Pinkie asked.
“Oh, I was just too wound up too sleep,” Rarity said, “Now dear, details please,” Rarity asked slapping her body next to Pinkie Pie’s.
“The next day at Canterlot Central…”
Azure looks over the patient charts of the blue pony. The pony sees Azure walking up to him and puts down his notebook
“Okay Mr. Silver Whisker how are you feeling today?” Azure asked the pony.
“Physically better, I think mentally I’m still dealing with some issues,” Silver Whisker said.
“How so?” Azure asked.
“Ever since that blood transfusion, my body been doing these strange ticks,” Silver Whisker answered.
“What kind of ticks?” Azure wondered.
“Just now as you approached me, I got goosebumps on my tail and my thigh got sweaty,” Silver Whisker told him.
An alarm went off in Azure’s head. This sounded like something Pinkie Pie had said when they met. She mentioned something about a Pinkie Sense.
“It’s probably nothing,” Azure said as to not to needlessly alarm the pony. He turns to walk away.
“I also had a strange dream last night,” Silver Whisker added, “All I remember is a small mare and the name Littlepip.”
Azure walked up to the hospital’s communication terminal and he dials Pinkie Pie’s number. After it rings for a minute Pinkie Pie picks up.
“Hello, oh it’s you, ready for another date?” Pinkie Pie wondered.
“No, there’s something important I need to ask you,” Azure told her.
“What is it?” Pinkie Pie asked.
“After the blood transfusion, the patient seems to have some odd side effects,” Azure answered, “He’s been complaining about strange ticks.”
“Oh my, that sounds like my Pinkie Sense,” Pinkie Pie gasped.
“So this is a thing?” Azure points out.
“Yeah, it’s a thing,” Pinkie Pie replied casually.
“Looks like I may need to keep an eye on my patient,” Azure remarks, “You think that friend you talked about might shed some light on this?”
“I suppose,” Pinkie Pie answered, “Her name is Twilight Sparkle head of the newly formed Ministry of Arcane Science.”
“Where are you getting all this Ministry stuff?” Azure shook his head.
“Oh, this will all be announced officially by the end of next month,” Pinkie Pie told him, “Rarity just needs to get the posters and pamphlets and stuff printed out.”
“The meantime, you don’t mind if I take some more samples right?” Azure asked.
“Sure? Anyway I’m sending you Twilight’s number,” Pinkie Pie told him.
Azure hangs up on Pinkie Pie. He then dials the number for Twilight. The pony soon got an answer.
“Twilight?” Azure asked.
“Yes I’m Twilight Sparkle,” Twilight gives a hard look at Azure. “Hey, aren’t you that doctor who took my blood?”
“I am,” Azure answered, “I also took Pinkie Pie’s blood as well, this is why I’m calling you.”
“Oh, did something happen to Pinkie?” Twilight asked concerned.
“No, it’s just I used her blood on a patient and there were some strange side effects,” Azure told her, “I’ve been told you are familiar with something called Pinkie Sense?”
“Yes,” Twilight sighed.
“I may have transferred it to the patient,” Azure replied.
Twilight's face lights up. “This is for real right?”
“I’m not lying about this,” Azure assured her, “I’m not sure how long it’s going to last. But you done research on this thing before in thought that you should know.”
“Is it possible to transfer the patient to my university laboratory?” Twilight asks.
“We would have to ask his permission,” Azure answered, “He doesn’t know yet.”
“Perfect, the fact that he has no idea he's doing it makes a good control,” Twilight remarks, “I’ll be there as soon as possible.”
“I’m Azure Truth at Canterlot Central Hospital,” Azure told Twilight before they hung up.
“Azure’s notes…”
Two months have passed. The founding of the Ministries have been announced in the construction of many facilities had started. Other facilities were converted from existing buildings. One of these buildings is where I now have my lab working under the Ministry of Arcane Science. I was on loan from the Ministry of Peace of course.
The subject known as Silver Whisker did indeed have Pinkie Sense. But this ability left him weeks after the transfusion. I been putting samples a Pinkie Pie’s blood in lab mice and rats. They seem to have the same predictive abilities. We monitor the twitches with probes. One of the things we discovered is that the twitches are the same from subject to subject with a few variations. In all cases when the blood runs out of the system abilities disappear. But repeated exposure shows prolonged results.
We have now moved our research into a direction that would lead us to away to make these abilities permanent. Couple methods we are exploring are retroviruses and protein enzyme saturation. This would make Pinkie Pie’s organic material permanent in almost every cell of the body. We just opened up a couple of labs to help us find the right molecules that would be the most useful in making this a possibility.
On a side note, I and Pinkie Pie are still going out. In fact she recently moved into my home needing a permanent residence at Canterlot. In the beginning things were a little weird because I was drawing her blood to do experiments with. Then I delegated that job to one of the lab assistants and things got better.
Amendum,
About a month after writing this first progress report we discovered the perfect bonding agent. How it works is that we take a sample of Pinkie Pie’s blood and destroy all the cells. Then we mix in the bonding enzymes, shake it up and centrifuge it. This causes the bonding enzymes to help separate with the compounds they had bounded with. Remove the fluid that doesn’t have the compound we want and add secondary bonding enzymes to allow organic material to enter into the cells.
Unfortunately for this to work with the mice we had to use a whole vial of blood. The less product that we use in initiating bonding to the body the higher is the chance of rejection and death. And we can’t seem to recreate the Pinkie Effect with synthetic blood. If we were to upscale this process to the size of a pony it would mean they would have to stockpile a bunch of this serum overtime to be used at once or drain Pinkie Pie of most of her blood in one go and make the serum there. Some combination of the two would work the best if one was crazy enough to try it.
Additional notes on rejection,
A subject experiencing rejection of the Pinkie Sense compound will have the Pinkie Sense abilities. But rejection usually means death within days or weeks. Rejection causes full body breakdown similar to that of radiation poisoning and symptoms are about the same.
Azure’s door unlocks, he pushes open the door with his rump holding a bouquet of roses in the cup of his wrist and balancing a bottle of peach wine in the other.
“Pinkie I’m home!” He calls out before grabbing the wine in his mouth and putting it on the small table next to the front door that only exist for two reasons. A place to put the mail and a place to keep a cute fake plastic plant.
“Yippie!” Pinkie Pie calls out as she slides down the stair case railing. She couldn’t stop her momentum and crashes into the doctor pony.
“Oh, you got me flowers,” Pinkie Pie remarks picking up the mildly mangled flowers off the floor. “How sweet.”
“And you got me traction,” Azure gets up cracking his back.
Pinkie gives the buck bedroom eyes fallowed by an enthusiastic kiss on the lips.
Azure pulls back, “Hey, let’s wait until we had some wine before getting frisky?”
Pinkie nods her head and walks over to the kitchen to get some wine glasses. When she got back, Azure had popped the cork. She puts the glasses on the table and the blue doctor pony pours the wine.
“How was your day?” Azure asked.
“Some ughkie ponies snuck Ment-als into my Ministry Night Club and we had to kick them out.” Pinkie complained, “I also did a Wishing for some orphans with Octavia. You should have seen the press. How was your day.”
“Played with your bodied fluids all day, Plans on doing the same this evening,” Azure smirked.
Pinkie swallows her wine. Then the two of them kiss vigorously. Pinkie then pulls away and walked backwards toward the stairs. Azure step forward and they kissed again. The next time they let go they were half way up the stairs.
Up in the bedroom Pinkie flings herself over the bed. Azure climbs on top of her. She moans as he inserts himself into her. The two of them kiss.
It was about this time Pinkie started feeling funny. Her head swayed making her consciousness fade a little, and her goosebumps appeared on her tail again and moved up her back. Pinkies vision sways again and everything went black.
“Momentary Ministry of Arcane Science Hub…”
Twilight Sparkle puts down a freshly brewed cup of coffee on her meeting table. Applejack looks down at the liquid in the green container, before slowly lowering her lips downward.
“Is it to your liking?” Twilight asked as Applejack sipped.
“Could use some Apple flavoring,” Applejack smirked, “I can’t believe you still want to build that tower thing. What was it called?”
“Tenpony,” Twilight replied.
“While this building seems good enough,” Applejack points out.
Suddenly the building shakes as the sound of an explosion echoes through the halls.
“What was that?” Applejack shouted as she pulls out her side arm.
Twilight was already running out the hall. Applejack went after her. Twilight stopped at the elevator and was pressing the button for it to go down.
“Bad idea Twi,” Applejack told the pony, “I don’t want to ride the shaft down if the elevator breaks. We should take the stairs.”
“I think the explosion came from a couple floors down,” Twilight adds as she and Applejack ran down the stairs.
When they reached the floor it was full of smoke. They could see some rooms burning.
“What was down here?” Applejack asks coughing from the smoke.
“Many things,” Twilight answered then paused, “If I remember right, I think this was the lab where we was storing Pinkie Pie’s blood. Not sure what would explode here?”
“Okay, two things,” Applejack replied, “You’re storing Pinkie Pie’s blood and you’re wondering what exploded? Second, why the hey are you storing Pinkie Pie’s blood?”
“It did explode?” Twilight points out.
A bloody pony wonders out of the smoke. Applejack instantly recognizes the wounds across the pony’s body.
“Gun shots!” Applejack said in shock.
“Run!” The pony shouted before a bullet goes through his skull.
Twilight lets loose a yelp. Applejack turns around to see a bullet wound in her chest. The lavender pony falls to her knees.
“Twilight!” Applejack cried.
“You should be paying more attention,” A voice caused Applejack to turn back around.
She sees a dark blur moved through the smoke. It moves out of sight and Applejack moves backed nervously. A Zebra rushes out of the smoke flanking her side and whacking Applejack in the forehead with the butt of his gun. This stunned the mare long enough for the Zebra to run down the stairs.
Applejack recovers and feels the blood trickling off her forehead with her hoof. She turns to Twilight who was holding a rag against her wound.
“It’s okay Applejack,” Twilight says to her.
Applejack runs down the stairs. She exits the bottom floor and sees a hallway full of dead or injured ponies. Applejack looks around the room in shock but sees no sign of the Zebra. In the background ambulance sirens go off.
“Pinkie Pie awakes…”
Her head was pounding most likely from the alcohol. Her sex felt dirty what would fallow with falling asleep after a night of passion. But she also could feel her body swinging from something.
Pinkie opens her eyes to see shades of brown and many undefined things in the blur. Something blue stepped in front of her vision and a bottle was shoved in her mouth. Pinkie found herself desperately thirsty and gulped down the liquid.
The pink pony blinked her eyes and saw that it was Azure giving her the water. She looks up to see that she was shackled to the ceiling. Her eyes scanned the room. They appeared to be in some kind of abandon building. Whatever was going on it was not good at all.
“Azure, thank the goddesses you found me,” Pinkie breathed.
“Oh, there should only be one goddess that you should be thanking,” Azure smiled putting his hoof to his face. The stallion removed his mask revealing a purple Zebra. “My name is Azrael.”
“Ahhh! What did you do with Azure!” Pinkie screamed.
“I am Azure,” Azrael told her, “Been him the whole time.”
“You son of a meanie pants!” Pinkie Pie screams.
“Oh, you can do better than that,” Azrael smirked at Pinkie’s poor attempt at cursing and decided to goat her. “Remember it is my semen that swims in your belly this very moment.”
Pinkie Pie cringed at the idea.
“I suppose you could now call that act of love making rape giving light of our new situation,” Azrael continued, “You could call all the times we made love rape now. I raped you every other day or so, I raped you on the dining table twice. Just the other day I raped you with my hoof as we watched your favorite movie on the couch.”
“Stop it you clit faced cootie sucker!” Pinkie shrieked.
“Cootie as in cooter?” Azrael asks.
“Yes,” Pinkie Pie snaps.
Azrael laughs, “Better, But you could do better.”
Pinkie noticed that blood was being taken from her hindleg. “What are you doing to me?”
“I’m stealing your blood so I can have your power,” Azrael replied.
Pinkie starts to does off.
“No dear I want you awake for this,” Azrael gave Pinkie a pill with another drink of water.
“What did you give me!” Pinkie Pie shouted.
“Just a Ment-al,” Azrael shrugged, “You never had one before now right?”
Pinkie shook her head.
“Well this should be fun then,” Azrael smiles as Pinkie’s vision goes woozy.
Azrael pulls out the serum and puts it in an inoculation device. “I’m going to give myself your powers. To decrease the chance of rejection I'm going to inject a does into my veins and then my spine into the bone.”
“Sounds painful, Good,” Pinkie snaps.
“Oh, it is,” Azrael holds out his forehoof and injects the dark pink liquid into his veins.
“Why do you need me awake for this?” Pinkie Pie asks.
“Simple answer,” Azrael replied, “I’m scared to die alone.” He then injects into his spine at the base of his tail.
Azrael screams out in pain. His body breaks out into a sweat and Azrael rolls his body in a ball.
“Hey, dummy I got to pee,” Pinkie Pie yells at the Zebra.
Azrael gets up stumbling to his feet. “In a minute,” He called out. The Zebra slid over an empty bucket to Pinkie Pie’s legs. “Hope you have good aim.”
Azrael’s body starts spasming. He closes his eyes, something was weird. The words were barely on his lips. “Pinkie, Pinkie, Pinkie Pie can slip out of the shackles.” Azrael’s eyes widen, just as he turns around the bucket slammed him in the side of the face.
Pinkie Pie rams Azrael hitting him into a dusty workbench that cracks under his weight. Azrael collapses to the floor. Pinkie turns 180, she takes a few steps out of the room, her legs wobble and she falls to the floor.
Azrael gets up and starts stomping Pinkie Pie’s rump with his hooves. “Why! Can’t! You! Just be helpless!”
Pinkie Pie kicks her hind legs knocking the Zebra down. Frantically Pinkie Pie gets up bucking Azrael in the face. By the time he was done seeing stars, Pinkie Pie was out of sight. He spits some blood from his mouth and stands up.
Light hits Pinkie Pie’s eyes as it shined through decayed plastered walls. The drugs made her head sway and her low blood level made her body sway. Pinkie stomach gobbled causing her to evacuate its contents. Then came the sound of singing.
“Oh little Pinkie Pie,
You go run and hide,
When I find you bleed you dry,
Then perhaps you will die,
My little Pinkie Pie,”
Azrael stop singing when his body did something strange. “Party cannon,” he mutters.
The blast of confetti fires from Pinkie Pie’s party cannon. Bat wings shoot out from Azrael’s back forming a shield infront of him. The blast still knocked him back making his body hit the wall. The wall begins to crack and more light bleeds through from outside. The Ment-als in Pinkie Pie system told her what to do. With the last of the power that she could muster the pink pony pushes her cannon forward it gaining momentum.
All three objects crashed into the wall. Azrael slams into the roof of a wagon. Well Pinkie Pie in midair grabs her party cannon and fires. The blast breaks the fall enough for Pinkie Pie to hit the ground rolling. Azrael painfully rolls off the wagon’s roof. Sirens could now be heard in the background.
“Here that!” Pinkie Pie shouted as she stumbled to her feet. “That’s the police coming to take your rump to jail.”
“Can’t you just say ass?” Azrael moaned.
“Nope,” Pinkie Pie shook her head.
“Bitch,” Azrael snaps.
After throwing up, the Zebra outstretched his wings and flew back into the building. Moments later a police wagon pulls up to the building. Two ponies with MP helmets steps out of the wagon.
“Pinkie Pie? Pinkie Pie? Minister Pinkie Pie! Is that you?” The police mare asked.
Pinkie Pie nods, “He’s in the building.”
“Come over here,” The mare takes Pinkie Pie and puts her in the back of the wagon.
“We need to check out the building,” The stallion police pony draws his gun.
The mare nods her head and draws her weapon as well. The two ponies cautiously approached the building. They had crossed the threshold and reached the stairs when the building exploded. Pinkie Pie looked up just in time to see the rubble come down on her.
“Ministry of Peace Care Hospital Canterlot Branch…”
Pinkie Pie awoke in a hospital bed. The first thing she seen was the IV in her arm causing her to scream and freak out. Pinkie grabs the IV with her mouth and yanks it out as nurses and doctors rush into the room. She tried to bolt away but the ponies pushed her back and held her down.
“It’s okay Pinkie your safe,” A calm and quietish voice called out.
Pinkie sees Fluttershy enter into the room and she calmed down. “Fluttershy,” Pinky sighed, “I’m sorry.”
The IV is put back into Pinkie Pie’s arm and a sedative is injected into it. Pinkie soon feels the soothing effects.
“I’m going to let that calm you down a little bit,” Fluttershy tells Pinkie Pie. “I’ll go tell the others real quick that you are wake.”
Fluttershy starts to turn away.
“Fluttershy?” Pinky Pie called out.
“What is it?” Fluttershy asks on a back around.
“You think it’s too late to change the objective of my Ministry?” Pinkie Pie wondered.
“It’s your Ministry,” Fluttershy said, “I think you can do with it whatever you want.”
“I want to watch every pony, to make sure no pony is hurt like I have been hurt,” Pinkie Pie sobbed.
“I understand,” Fluttershy says before walking out of the room.
Pinkie Pie sighs in relief, she turns her head to see a tin of Ment-als in a newspaper sitting on the table next to her. The paper was “Image Press,” There was a photo of a Zebra with the headline, “Azrael, The King of Lies.” Pinkie Pie turns to the Ment-als and puts her hoof on them.
“Outside…”
A doctor leaves the hospital. He puts his hoof up to his face. His coat turns blue and his mane turn silver. Azure gives one last smile as he disrobed his doctor’s barding. Once nude he turns into another pony and disappears into the crowd.
