Mare-Do-Well vs Doctor Griffinclaw

In the bustling city of Manehatten, atop the tallest skyscraper, stood a lone figure. A savior for the helpless, a pony that stands for truth, justice and the equestrian way. No it's not Supermare. It's everypony a favorite superhero: The Mysterious Mare-Do-Well! As our hero looked out over the city, she noticed that... Nothing was wrong. With a groan she turned around and started to make her way back to the staircase when, she heard a cry for help. Leaping to the edge of the building, her cape catching the wind, she looked back over the city again trying to find where the plea for help had come from. She spied a mugger in an alley way that had just stolen a mares purse and was making a break for it. This is just what Mare-Do-Well needed, a mugging to keep her entertained. Leaping off the building, she spread her cape like a set of wings and glided down to the alley way. Yes, she had wings of her own, but the cape required less effort. When she touched down in the alley way she moved to block the exit so the purse-snatcher couldn't get away.

"You do realise that this is a dead end and I'm blocking the exit, so just make this easy on yourself and give me that mares purse back!" she called out to the crook.

"Well well well lookie what we have here, a mare who thinks she can play hero!" The crook replied in a deep threatening voice, he was obviously a stallion from the sound of his voice.

"Listen, I'm not here to exchange witty comments. Just give me the purse or I'm going to put you into the hospital, or the cemetary, your choice."

"Yeah sure. Why don't you come over here and-" he didn't have a chance to finish his sentence as Mare-Do-Well punched him square in the jaw, sending him reeling and making him drop the stolen purse. She pulled out a set of hoof cuffs from a hidden pocket in her suit and attempted to lock the downed crook to a near by pipe, but the crook regained his wits and pulled out a pocket knife and swung it at Mare-Do-Well. She dodged by a few inches as the blade almost cut into her face, she retaliated by giving him a swift right hook to the face and used the momentum from her swing to turn around and buck him in the chest. The crook was sent back a few feet before he tripped over his hooves and fell on his back. Before he had a chance to get up Mare-Do-Well had pulled out her hoof-cuffs and locked him to a drainpipe. As the crook attepted to slip out of the cuffs, Mare-Do-Well went back to the stolen purse to find the mare the purse belonged to already going to retreive it. Seeing that her job was done, Mare-Do-Well pulled out her grapple-gun and ascended to the top of the building to her right. Again, she could have used her wings, but the grapple gun was easier, and tonight, she just felt to tired to bother with her wings. After one quick last look over the city, she turned and headed back to her home to get some well deserved rest.

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When she finally got to her apartment building she climbed up the fire escape to her floor, she wasn't going to go into the lobby after all, ponies would recognise her, she pushed open her window and slid in. As she pulled of her hat and mask, we get our first glance at our heros real face and identity. The mare behind the mask had a turquoise coat and a mane of amber with a yellow streak, that right folks, our hero is the one and only: Lightning Dust. As Lightning sat down on her black leather couch, she reminisced on why she had taken up the life of a hero.

As Lightning Dust went and checked the mailbox of her cloud house. She was anxious to get a particular letter that would change her life forever. She got to her mailbox just in time to see the grey coated mail mare flying into the distance. 'That can only mean one thing' she thought excitedly. As she opened her mail box the reached in and found two things, one a random magazine from ponyville. 'Why do I still get this?' She wondered 'I un subscribed ages ago'. The second item in her mailbox was an envelope with a golden winged lightning bolt stamp on it. 'buck yeah! This is it, a letter from the Wonderbolts!'. She ripped open the envelope and pulled out a folded letter. The letter read: 'Lightning Dust, congratulations you have been successfully enrolled in the Wonderbolt Academy'.

Lightning was more then exited about this, she was over the moon. So ecstatic that she didn't even look at the magazine from ponyville, she just put it on the edge of her glass coffee table, a little to close to the edge as it slipped off and slid under her coach.

A few months later and lightning dust has just gotten home from being kicked out of the Wonderbolt academy by that wussy bitch, Rainbow Dash. Just because she couldn't keep up with Lightnings competitiveness didn't mean she had to go tattling to Spitfire. She was so angry that she flipped her couch out of anger. Under where her coach used to be was a magazine she remembered from when she got her enrolment letter. She had nothing better to do, so she picked up the magazine, flipped the coach back to its correct position and sat down to read the old magazine. On the cover was a pony in a purple costume with a mask, fedora and a cape. The head line was 'New superhero for in Ponyville, more details on page two'. This sparked Lightnings interest, as a filly she was a fan of comics and superheros, though if any pony asked she'd deny it. She flipped to page two and read the article: 'Ponyville newest superhero: Mare-Do-Well, has recently saved Ponyville from a flood caused by a damaged dam. Using her unicorn magic, Mare-Do-Well repaired the dam before much water could get through, saving the entire town and out shining ponyvilles other resident hero, Rainbow Dash, who not only didn't help with the issue, but possibly even made it worse'. Now Lightning was really wishing she'd read this earlier. A plan was starting to form in her head, she would make her own Mare-Do-Well costume and beat the living shit out of Dash. That'd show her that revenge is a dish best served with a side of a pain.

Lightning dust went to sleep that night with a smile on her face. She remembered the look on Dash's face when she had first attacked her, she looked like she had just been betrayed by one of her best friends. While this confused Lightning at the time she didn't really care, she was getting what she rightfully deserved, revenge.

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Meanwhile on the other side of the city,

A group of five stallions entered a seemingly abandoned warehouse, inside was a stallion sitting at a round wooden table with a suitcase on it. The stallion wore a dark hooded robe that covered almost all of his features. The five stallions took the remaining five seats around the table and waited for the robed stallion to speak.

"I assume you all know why I've gathered you all here." The stallion finally said after a few minutes of silence. He sounded like his voice was blocked by a mask.

"Cus yer payin' us?" Replied one of the stallions.

"Quite correct my friend, but also because I have a plan."

"What's the plan boss?" Inquired another stallion.

"We're going to kill the Mare-Do-Well!" Shouted the cloaked stallion.

"Uh... Boss?" Said a fourth stallion.

"What?!" Snarled led the cloaked stallion.

"I heard that Mare-Do-Well can take a bullet to the face and shrug it off like nothing" answered the fourth stallion "And fought off a fifty henchponies with two hooves behind her back."

"I heard it was a hundred" said the third stallion.

"Look it doesn't matter how many ponies she can beat," explained the hooded stallion " what does matter is what's in this suitcase." The stallion produced a silver suitcase from under the table and placed it on the table. The other stallions were amazed, but not by the suitcase, but the metal claw that held onto the handle. As the claw retracted and let go of the suitcase, it fell open revealing a small explosive detonator. "This, my friends, is a detonator. When triggered it will blow up the Manehatten power plant, sending the city into a blackout, making them unable to power the Manehatten nuclear reactor, which in turn will cause a nuclear meltdown. When Mare-Do-Well goes to stop this, we will seal her in the reactor and she will be blown to smithereens!" elaborated the stallion.

"Great plan boss!" Cheered the fifth stallion.

"Oh yes, I need to give you a better name to call me rather than just 'boss'." The hooded stallion the  threw off his cloak, revealing himself to his cohorts. He was a grey pegasus stallion with a black mane, he had a cutie mark of a silhouette of a griffin. His two forhooves were replaced by two steel griffin claws and he wore a similar steel griffin-shaped mask. "I..." He said with a dramatic pause. "Am Doctor Ignatius Griffinclaw!" He shouted and threw his arms out wide, letting the other five stallions stare in awe at his robotic limbs. "And the death of Mare-Do-Well!"