The Batpony

Grey Bows was running for her life, knowing that if she stopped, she would be raped, beaten and killed... if she was lucky.

She was in the city of Fillydelphia, as the lowest possible kind of pony. A slave. But she had made the mistake of denying a slave master’s word, and she was going to pay for it.

The darkness of the night made it hard to see where she was going, but she knew enough to run away from the screams and curses behind her. She ran to the residential area, where a few ugly and ancient buildings towered over her. The yells continued steadily behind her.

She ran into what appeared to be an old courtyard for playing games, the lights around the courtyard were still lit even after all these years. Before she could run out though, a pair of griffins landed in front of her, knocking her down.

"End of the line, bitch.”

A few ponies ran up behind her, wielding knives, poles, and their own bare hooves. They were all slavers, armed with whips, baseball bats, or whatever they could find.

Bow looked around, "P-p-please let me go," She begged, "D-don't hurt me, I'm sorry!"

"Too late for that, filly," A unicorn approached, "Bend over."

Grey Bows, tears in her eyes, slowly lowered herself to the ground. She knew that she’d only be beaten worse for resisting, and nothing was going to stop them.

"LEAVE HER ALONE!" A deep, demonic voice called out from the shadows. Everyone's attention turned to where the voice came from, seeing a single figure half hidden in the shade.

The figure was... short. Even in full armor and cape, he looked absolutely tiny. Black armor covered everything but the area around his green muzzle and sharp eyes, studying the scene.

The boss of the group laughed, "Are you kidding me? This little shrimp is trying to stop us? Cute costume, but you just-"

The lights all went out, and the cape the pony was wearing tore itself apart into dozens of bats. The bats flung themselves at the slavers, tackling and hissing. The slavers screamed, flailing and trying to recover from the ambush, allowing the dark figure to strike.

The figure ran at the griffins first, engaging in hoof-to-talon action. By sheer surprise, the griffins began to go down. The pony fought fiercely, throwing everything he had into it. Despite his size, his hooves were throwing the griffins away like rag dolls, his hooves pounding through their armor with impossible strength.

One of the ponies tried to ignore the bats and fire his rifle at the stranger, but the armored pony only flicked his hoof at him. Before he could react, his sight exploded into white lights as several flash bombs blew apart in front of him. He could only feel the armored hooves take him down seconds later.

“You little bastard!” The unicorn swung his whip, “I’m gonna destroy you!”

The little fighter glared at him, his bats coming back together to form a cape. He jumped at the slaver, rolling down to dodge a whip strike. The slaver kicked at his face, which he casually spun away from. The pony in black squeezed his leg, cracking it under pressure that nopony could have. The unicorn gasped in pain, realizing he was out of luck before the figure knocked him to the floor with a powerful headbutt.

The remaining slavers were too busy staring in horror as their leader fell that they didn’t notice the black figure blink a bit, shaking his head. He turned to them, “DROP YOUR WEAPONS AND RUN AWAY!”

He didn’t have to say it twice, as they turned tail and ran in every direction. As quickly as it began, the battle was over.

The figure then turned to the slave, staring in awe at him from the ground, "Are you okay?"

Bows whimpered, but nodded, "Y-y-yeah..."

The figure nodded, something clicking in his armor. When he spoke next, Bow was shocked to hear how high-pitched and squeaky it was, "Get home quickly, and stay there tonight."

"Um…” She tried not to stare, “Okay…”

“Good…” The tiny savior began to walk away.

She stared off at him, “Who are you?”

He glanced back at her, clicking again, “I’m the Batpony.”

Lightning struck from the sky, blinding Bows for a moment. But the time she could see again, he was gone.

Bows stayed there for a moment, complete stunned by what she had seen. After a short time, she finally was able to say two words. "Thank you..."

* * *

Later, the Batpony would wait in the shadows on top of the city, looking out at the world he had been put in. He saw griffins flying above, huge gates keeping the city locked in, and hundreds of slavers exploiting the weak and unprotected. His goal couldn’t be any more clear.

He heard a voice in his earpiece, so small it’d be undetectable to any other ear, “How did the hero work go, lil’ bro?”

He made sure his talisman was off, “A few slaves will sleep easier tonight, I hope.”

“Good work, Murks,” Glimmerlight spoke to him, sounding proud, “But you should head back to base, it’ll be morning soon.”

“I’m on my way,” He promised. Before he could move, he could just make out soft cries for help below him. He walked up to the edge of the building, looking down.

A pair of slavers were being cornered by three ugly looking ponies, each of them holding a knife.

They didn't hear the Batpony until it was too late.

Author's Note

So this is the final story of my week-long opening! I hope you enjoyed the variety and sometimes eccentric ideas. From here on, Infinite will be uploaded less often, to allow for more time for the mini-stories as well as other projects. Even though nobody has done it yet, you can comment for future story ideas.

This story itself uses characters from Murky Number Seven, written by Fuzzy. Though I doubt Murky will become Batman in the source material, you never know... You can read the amazing Murky Number Seven here. http://www.fimfiction.net/story/47300/fallout-equestria-murky-number-seven

As a side note, this was actually my third attempt to start a Murky as Batpony series, the first two attempts not coming out well. But we might see more of the Batpony if I ever get a good story going... Thanks for reading!