Warriors of Harmony: Mare Do Wellby Joker the HedgehogChaptersThe Mare of The NightBlackjackBoomboxer BrawlThe Mare of The NightMy name is Twilight Sparkle. Huh? What do you mean, " Where's my wings?" I think you might have me mixed up with somepony else. Well, since you're here, You might as well stick around. Now, where do I begin? Well, I'm an honors graduate from Princess Celestia's School For Gifted Unicorns. Once I graduated, I moved up to Baltimare. That's where I met him. His name was Flash Sentry. I could tell he felt the same way I did after we accidentally bumped into each other. After a few hundred dates, we both came to realize that we had found our special somepony. So, naturally, I moved in with Flash. In terms of what I wanted to do with my life, I wanted to become a scientist and change the lives of ponies everywhere. I managed to get a job as a librarian at the Baltimare Public Library, just until I had the money to get into a good college with a science program. Funny thing about life is that just when you think you know what you want to do and are on the brink of doing it, something happens that shows you your true path. One day, after I got home from work, I got a call that said my beloved Flash had been hospitalized from injuries he got from a mugging. See, the thing about living in Baltimare, is that although it looks like a wonderful city, it's actually a rotting metropolis. Good cops are about as hard to find as a dodo bird. And what are the city officials doing about this? Well, the ones who aren't paid by the crime lords are too scared to do anything but sit with their thumbs planted nice and firmly up their asses. I'd always thought it was just part of city living. But, this was no way to live. So, I decided to do something about it. I went to the lab I had set up in me and Flash's apartment, and created a costume and some weaponry and equipment. But, every masked vigilante has an alias that they use. It only took me a moment to think of one: Mare Do Well. ~ In a simple yet cozy apartment, we find two anthropmorphic ponies, a unicom mare with a lavender coat, a dark blue mane and tail, and currently wearing nothing but baby blue bra and panties. The second pony was a pegasus stallion with a tan coat, a dark blue mane and tail, and wearing a pair of blue jeans. The mare, Twilight Sparkle, opened her deep purple eyes. As much as she wanted to just stay there with her beloved Flash Sentry, the scars on her love's exposed torso reminded her that she had work to do. Twilight slipped out of bed and pulled out a trunk from underneath it. Opening it, Twilight couldn't help but smirk at her "night job" uniform: a purple bodysuit that almost looked like armor, dark blue gloves and boots that were made of the same material as the suit, a utility belt that held weapons such as flashbangs and smoke bombs. There was even a claw-ended grappling hook. Completing the onsomble was a dark blue cape with a purple lining on the inside and a purple protusion, a dark blue mask with baby blue eyepieces, and a large purple fedora that kind of looked like a musketeer hat. On the cape was a blue clasp with a stylized white "M" on it. Twilight put on her costume. With one final look at her sleeping Flash Sentry, Mare Do Well went onto the balcony and teleported herself to the nearest rooftop. ~ "Come on! We've gotta get outta here before the freak shows up!" a robber told his three accomplices as they were looting a jewlery store. One of the thugs scoffed. "You actually believe in that stupid rumor? There is no 'Mare Do Whatever,' ya idjit!" he said. "Really? If I didn't exist, could I do this?" said a raspy voice from the shadows, before a blast of purple electricity blasted the non-believer, sending him flying into the wall, knocking him out. Standing in front of the window the robbers had broken was Mare Do Well. The remaining thugs turned and opened fire. Mare Do Well simply used her magic to avoid the hail of bullets. She delivered a roundhouse kick to one of the robbers, sending him to the ground. The remaining two faired no better. In a matter of moments, all four thugs were battered and beaten. As the cops pulled up, a triumphant Mare Do Well turned to face them. She tipped her hat and said, "My regards to whatever crime boss you sorry excuses for lawkeepers work for." With that, Mare Do Well teleported away to a rooftop five blocks away. ~ Sitting at his desk in his multi highrise headquarters was a shady figure, but clearly a stallion. This was The Big Boss, one of the most feared crime lords in Baltimare. On his computer screen was live footage of Mare Do Well trouncing the robbers. This Mysterious Mare Do Well seems to have forgotten her place in this city... perhaps it's time to send a new mission to Boomboxer, thought Big Boss as he pressed the button on his intercom. "Yes, Big Boss?" said a southern voice through the intercom speaker. "Boomboxer, I have a new task for you: bring me Mare Do Well. Alive," said Big Boss in his deep and gruff voice. "Mare Do Well? Isn't she just a new urban legend?" asked the voice on the intercom. "Oh, trust me Boomboxer. She's as real as I am. Just cause a little meyhem and she'll show up. Trust me," said Big Boss. ~ As Mare Do Well got home at the crack of dawn, she saw Flash Sentry sleeping soundly. As Twilight removed her suit and put it back in the trunk, she noticed that Flash's injuries still weren't fully healed. And Twilight had taken enough health classes to know that the scars should've at least began to fade. Whatever it is, I'll ask him in the morning, thought Twilight as she snuggled back into bed with her dearly beloved, removing the playing card that was on the bed. It was a habit of Flash's to spend a good hunk of money on playing cards. Twilight still had no idea where they went. Blackjack"So, how's my dearly beloved this morning?" asked Flash as Twilight, now wearing a white bathrobe, sat down at the table. "She is just fine," said Twilight with a smile. "That's wonderful. What's not so wonderful is the fact that I'm gonna be working late at the weather factory," said Flash with a certain longing in his voice. Twilight couldn't help but smirk. Back before they met, Flash had been a member of the Equestrian military. He truly missed the action... and beating his comrades at poker, and most especially, blackjack. "You're lucky it's not date night," said Twilight. "Say, I've been meaning to ask, why haven't your injuries healed?" Flash suddenly got nervous. "W-well, ever since I got hurt, I've been studying defensive techniques," he said. "Doesn't behind a former soldier come with a knowledge of combat?" asked Twilight, her eyes narrowed. "They don't teach hand-to-hand combat at boot camp, Twi," said Flash. "Well, time for me to go. Love ya, sugar bumps." With that, Flash grabbed his suitcase, stuffed full as usual whenever he worked until the crack of dawn, kissed Twilight, and left the apartment. ~ As Celestia's moon rose into the sky, Mare Do Well leapt, and in some cases teleported, from rooftop to rooftop. The city's been quiet tonight... for a change, thought Mare Do Well as she stood on a ledge over looking the city's center. Abruptly, something caught Mare Do Well's attention: crys of pain and what seemed to be blinking lights coming from the same direction. 'Spose I'd better check it out, thought Mare Do Well. She pulled out her grapple claw and beginning to make her way towards the ruckus. Completely unaware that there was somepony watching her. ~ Down in an alleyway, a Pegasus stallion wearing a black shirt, black jeans, black boots and gloves, a brown overcoat, a black hat with a peacock feather, along with sunglasses and a red bandana, which concealed his face, and judging by his wings, a tan coat, fought the bodyguards of a unicorn stallion wearing a suit and tie and was currently hiding behind a dumpster, with the aid of a collapsible metal staff and playing cards that exploded in bursts of energy when he threw them. With a thud, the last thug hit the ground, and the masked stallion made his way towards the unicorn. "Please! I can give you anything you want! Money! Mares! Everything can be yours!" begged the unicorn. The pegasus chuckled. "Sorry, but that's not in the cards," he said in a passable New York accent as the playing card he held, the Deuce of Diamonds, crackled with energy. "Not for you, anyways. Besides, I'm in a commited relationship." With that, the pegasus threw the playing card. It detonated and sent the unicorn flying into a nearby wall, knocking him out cold. "And just who are you supposed to be?" asked a raspy female voice. The pegasus smiled and turned to face Mare Do Well. "My name, Miss Mare Do Well, is Blackjack," said Blackjack. "It might help if you consider me an ally in this war against crime." Mare Do Well put her hands on her hips. "And why would I need an ally?" she asked. Blackjack chuckled. "In a town this bent, you'll need somepony to back you up from all the hit ponies the crime bosses will send after you," he said, before something caught his ears: a kind of charging up noise. "Like the one who's about to shoot at us." Mare Do Well cocked her head. "What are you-" she said, before a shockwave blasted her and Blackjack and sent them sprawling to the ground. Looking up, Mare Do Well saw an Earth Pony wearing a blue and silver padded suit with gleaming gauntlets of some kind on his hands. "It must be my lucky day," said the pony in a southern accent. "Twice the do-gooders, twice the payday for good ol' Boomboxer!" Boomboxer Brawl"Now, stay still, little pricks!" said Boomboxer as he charged up another blast. Mare Do Well and Blackjack managed to avoid the second blast. "Ever had anything like this happen to you before, Blackjack?" asked Mare Do Well. "Nope, not really," said Blackjack, before running at Boomboxer with his staff, which seemed to not do do a lot of damage. "Huh. It never occured to me that this suit did more than just protect me from my own power," said Boomboxer, before firing a blast that sent Blackjack flying. "Yo, Paded Pete!" yelled Mare Do Well. Boomboxer turned around to see what looked like a M-shaped throwing star slash across his left gauntlet, disabling it. "Gah! You'll pay for that! Luckily, Boomboxer happens to be ambidexterious," said Boomboxer as he charged up his remaining gauntlet and fired, blasting Mare Do Well through a nearby wall and into a billards hall, where she landed on a pool table. Boomboxer, no doubt smiling under his padded mask at the sight of the dazed heroine, walked up to Mare Do Well and charged up his gauntlet. "Sweet dreams, my little pony," said Boomboxer. "Is this your card?" said a male voice, before a playing card detonated on the back of Boomboxer's head. Slightly dazed and disortiented, Boomboxer turned to face Blackjack, who had an arc of crackling playing cards over his head. "It'll take more than one of your rigged cards to beat me, sonny jim," said Boomboxer. "Then how's about a Royal Flush?" said Blackjack, before firing off his cards. Each card hit Boomboxer in either the chest or the head, which sent him flying through the wall and into the bar, out cold. Mare Do Well groaned as Blackjack helped her up. "I totally had him!" she told Blackjack angrily. "Uh-huh, sure you did. We actually make a pretty good team," said Blackjack. Mare Do Well sighed in defeat. "I suppose you're right," she said. Blackjack chuckled. "Well, I'd better head for home. My girlfriend's probably waiting for me," he said, before taking flight. Mare Do Well stood there and watched Blackjack go. Oddly enough, she couldn't help feeling as though there was something familiar about him... ~ "Honey, I'm home," whispered Flash Sentry as he walked into the apartment. He walked into the bedroom and found his beloved Twilight fast asleep on the bed. Flash smirked. She's gonna need a decent amount of sleep after our battle with Boomboxer tonight, thought Flash. Flash walked into the living room and opened his briefcase. Inside was the costume, staff, and playing cards of Blackjack. ~ Elsewhere in Baltimare, the Big Boss was fuming behind his desk. Boomboxer had failed him. He had no choice but to send out his best henchpony... if he failed... then, he'd have to find some assasins-for-hire, and his funds were already stretched enough from helping Manehattan recover from that explosion. Better give him the call, then, thought Big Boss as he picked up the phone to call Tricky Sorts, aka Fear Master...
The Mare of The NightMy name is Twilight Sparkle. Huh? What do you mean, " Where's my wings?" I think you might have me mixed up with somepony else. Well, since you're here, You might as well stick around. Now, where do I begin? Well, I'm an honors graduate from Princess Celestia's School For Gifted Unicorns. Once I graduated, I moved up to Baltimare. That's where I met him. His name was Flash Sentry. I could tell he felt the same way I did after we accidentally bumped into each other. After a few hundred dates, we both came to realize that we had found our special somepony. So, naturally, I moved in with Flash. In terms of what I wanted to do with my life, I wanted to become a scientist and change the lives of ponies everywhere. I managed to get a job as a librarian at the Baltimare Public Library, just until I had the money to get into a good college with a science program. Funny thing about life is that just when you think you know what you want to do and are on the brink of doing it, something happens that shows you your true path. One day, after I got home from work, I got a call that said my beloved Flash had been hospitalized from injuries he got from a mugging. See, the thing about living in Baltimare, is that although it looks like a wonderful city, it's actually a rotting metropolis. Good cops are about as hard to find as a dodo bird. And what are the city officials doing about this? Well, the ones who aren't paid by the crime lords are too scared to do anything but sit with their thumbs planted nice and firmly up their asses. I'd always thought it was just part of city living. But, this was no way to live. So, I decided to do something about it. I went to the lab I had set up in me and Flash's apartment, and created a costume and some weaponry and equipment. But, every masked vigilante has an alias that they use. It only took me a moment to think of one: Mare Do Well. ~ In a simple yet cozy apartment, we find two anthropmorphic ponies, a unicom mare with a lavender coat, a dark blue mane and tail, and currently wearing nothing but baby blue bra and panties. The second pony was a pegasus stallion with a tan coat, a dark blue mane and tail, and wearing a pair of blue jeans. The mare, Twilight Sparkle, opened her deep purple eyes. As much as she wanted to just stay there with her beloved Flash Sentry, the scars on her love's exposed torso reminded her that she had work to do. Twilight slipped out of bed and pulled out a trunk from underneath it. Opening it, Twilight couldn't help but smirk at her "night job" uniform: a purple bodysuit that almost looked like armor, dark blue gloves and boots that were made of the same material as the suit, a utility belt that held weapons such as flashbangs and smoke bombs. There was even a claw-ended grappling hook. Completing the onsomble was a dark blue cape with a purple lining on the inside and a purple protusion, a dark blue mask with baby blue eyepieces, and a large purple fedora that kind of looked like a musketeer hat. On the cape was a blue clasp with a stylized white "M" on it. Twilight put on her costume. With one final look at her sleeping Flash Sentry, Mare Do Well went onto the balcony and teleported herself to the nearest rooftop. ~ "Come on! We've gotta get outta here before the freak shows up!" a robber told his three accomplices as they were looting a jewlery store. One of the thugs scoffed. "You actually believe in that stupid rumor? There is no 'Mare Do Whatever,' ya idjit!" he said. "Really? If I didn't exist, could I do this?" said a raspy voice from the shadows, before a blast of purple electricity blasted the non-believer, sending him flying into the wall, knocking him out. Standing in front of the window the robbers had broken was Mare Do Well. The remaining thugs turned and opened fire. Mare Do Well simply used her magic to avoid the hail of bullets. She delivered a roundhouse kick to one of the robbers, sending him to the ground. The remaining two faired no better. In a matter of moments, all four thugs were battered and beaten. As the cops pulled up, a triumphant Mare Do Well turned to face them. She tipped her hat and said, "My regards to whatever crime boss you sorry excuses for lawkeepers work for." With that, Mare Do Well teleported away to a rooftop five blocks away. ~ Sitting at his desk in his multi highrise headquarters was a shady figure, but clearly a stallion. This was The Big Boss, one of the most feared crime lords in Baltimare. On his computer screen was live footage of Mare Do Well trouncing the robbers. This Mysterious Mare Do Well seems to have forgotten her place in this city... perhaps it's time to send a new mission to Boomboxer, thought Big Boss as he pressed the button on his intercom. "Yes, Big Boss?" said a southern voice through the intercom speaker. "Boomboxer, I have a new task for you: bring me Mare Do Well. Alive," said Big Boss in his deep and gruff voice. "Mare Do Well? Isn't she just a new urban legend?" asked the voice on the intercom. "Oh, trust me Boomboxer. She's as real as I am. Just cause a little meyhem and she'll show up. Trust me," said Big Boss. ~ As Mare Do Well got home at the crack of dawn, she saw Flash Sentry sleeping soundly. As Twilight removed her suit and put it back in the trunk, she noticed that Flash's injuries still weren't fully healed. And Twilight had taken enough health classes to know that the scars should've at least began to fade. Whatever it is, I'll ask him in the morning, thought Twilight as she snuggled back into bed with her dearly beloved, removing the playing card that was on the bed. It was a habit of Flash's to spend a good hunk of money on playing cards. Twilight still had no idea where they went.
Blackjack"So, how's my dearly beloved this morning?" asked Flash as Twilight, now wearing a white bathrobe, sat down at the table. "She is just fine," said Twilight with a smile. "That's wonderful. What's not so wonderful is the fact that I'm gonna be working late at the weather factory," said Flash with a certain longing in his voice. Twilight couldn't help but smirk. Back before they met, Flash had been a member of the Equestrian military. He truly missed the action... and beating his comrades at poker, and most especially, blackjack. "You're lucky it's not date night," said Twilight. "Say, I've been meaning to ask, why haven't your injuries healed?" Flash suddenly got nervous. "W-well, ever since I got hurt, I've been studying defensive techniques," he said. "Doesn't behind a former soldier come with a knowledge of combat?" asked Twilight, her eyes narrowed. "They don't teach hand-to-hand combat at boot camp, Twi," said Flash. "Well, time for me to go. Love ya, sugar bumps." With that, Flash grabbed his suitcase, stuffed full as usual whenever he worked until the crack of dawn, kissed Twilight, and left the apartment. ~ As Celestia's moon rose into the sky, Mare Do Well leapt, and in some cases teleported, from rooftop to rooftop. The city's been quiet tonight... for a change, thought Mare Do Well as she stood on a ledge over looking the city's center. Abruptly, something caught Mare Do Well's attention: crys of pain and what seemed to be blinking lights coming from the same direction. 'Spose I'd better check it out, thought Mare Do Well. She pulled out her grapple claw and beginning to make her way towards the ruckus. Completely unaware that there was somepony watching her. ~ Down in an alleyway, a Pegasus stallion wearing a black shirt, black jeans, black boots and gloves, a brown overcoat, a black hat with a peacock feather, along with sunglasses and a red bandana, which concealed his face, and judging by his wings, a tan coat, fought the bodyguards of a unicorn stallion wearing a suit and tie and was currently hiding behind a dumpster, with the aid of a collapsible metal staff and playing cards that exploded in bursts of energy when he threw them. With a thud, the last thug hit the ground, and the masked stallion made his way towards the unicorn. "Please! I can give you anything you want! Money! Mares! Everything can be yours!" begged the unicorn. The pegasus chuckled. "Sorry, but that's not in the cards," he said in a passable New York accent as the playing card he held, the Deuce of Diamonds, crackled with energy. "Not for you, anyways. Besides, I'm in a commited relationship." With that, the pegasus threw the playing card. It detonated and sent the unicorn flying into a nearby wall, knocking him out cold. "And just who are you supposed to be?" asked a raspy female voice. The pegasus smiled and turned to face Mare Do Well. "My name, Miss Mare Do Well, is Blackjack," said Blackjack. "It might help if you consider me an ally in this war against crime." Mare Do Well put her hands on her hips. "And why would I need an ally?" she asked. Blackjack chuckled. "In a town this bent, you'll need somepony to back you up from all the hit ponies the crime bosses will send after you," he said, before something caught his ears: a kind of charging up noise. "Like the one who's about to shoot at us." Mare Do Well cocked her head. "What are you-" she said, before a shockwave blasted her and Blackjack and sent them sprawling to the ground. Looking up, Mare Do Well saw an Earth Pony wearing a blue and silver padded suit with gleaming gauntlets of some kind on his hands. "It must be my lucky day," said the pony in a southern accent. "Twice the do-gooders, twice the payday for good ol' Boomboxer!"
Boomboxer Brawl"Now, stay still, little pricks!" said Boomboxer as he charged up another blast. Mare Do Well and Blackjack managed to avoid the second blast. "Ever had anything like this happen to you before, Blackjack?" asked Mare Do Well. "Nope, not really," said Blackjack, before running at Boomboxer with his staff, which seemed to not do do a lot of damage. "Huh. It never occured to me that this suit did more than just protect me from my own power," said Boomboxer, before firing a blast that sent Blackjack flying. "Yo, Paded Pete!" yelled Mare Do Well. Boomboxer turned around to see what looked like a M-shaped throwing star slash across his left gauntlet, disabling it. "Gah! You'll pay for that! Luckily, Boomboxer happens to be ambidexterious," said Boomboxer as he charged up his remaining gauntlet and fired, blasting Mare Do Well through a nearby wall and into a billards hall, where she landed on a pool table. Boomboxer, no doubt smiling under his padded mask at the sight of the dazed heroine, walked up to Mare Do Well and charged up his gauntlet. "Sweet dreams, my little pony," said Boomboxer. "Is this your card?" said a male voice, before a playing card detonated on the back of Boomboxer's head. Slightly dazed and disortiented, Boomboxer turned to face Blackjack, who had an arc of crackling playing cards over his head. "It'll take more than one of your rigged cards to beat me, sonny jim," said Boomboxer. "Then how's about a Royal Flush?" said Blackjack, before firing off his cards. Each card hit Boomboxer in either the chest or the head, which sent him flying through the wall and into the bar, out cold. Mare Do Well groaned as Blackjack helped her up. "I totally had him!" she told Blackjack angrily. "Uh-huh, sure you did. We actually make a pretty good team," said Blackjack. Mare Do Well sighed in defeat. "I suppose you're right," she said. Blackjack chuckled. "Well, I'd better head for home. My girlfriend's probably waiting for me," he said, before taking flight. Mare Do Well stood there and watched Blackjack go. Oddly enough, she couldn't help feeling as though there was something familiar about him... ~ "Honey, I'm home," whispered Flash Sentry as he walked into the apartment. He walked into the bedroom and found his beloved Twilight fast asleep on the bed. Flash smirked. She's gonna need a decent amount of sleep after our battle with Boomboxer tonight, thought Flash. Flash walked into the living room and opened his briefcase. Inside was the costume, staff, and playing cards of Blackjack. ~ Elsewhere in Baltimare, the Big Boss was fuming behind his desk. Boomboxer had failed him. He had no choice but to send out his best henchpony... if he failed... then, he'd have to find some assasins-for-hire, and his funds were already stretched enough from helping Manehattan recover from that explosion. Better give him the call, then, thought Big Boss as he picked up the phone to call Tricky Sorts, aka Fear Master...
