PONIES IN ARMS-3. MARECENARIES

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Finally 1630 rolled around, and we were all gathering in the town hall waiting to finally meet the leader of the m.a.i.t.p. The door to the building opened and in stepped a pure black alicorn with a cutie mark looking like a red hourglass. “Allow me to introduce myself, I am Black Widow. I got the name and cutie mark by doing what I do best, seducing n.l.r ponies, and acting as though I like them, and after gathering all I need to know, I kill them. In today’s world we live in one must adapt to their surroundings, and situations. I wasn’t always a coldhearted killer, but the day my family was killed at the hooves of Blood Flank and his raiders, I vowed revenge, and have recruited many fillies, and mares to my cause, allow me to introduce you all to my fighting force." She called out an order, and just like that we were surrounded by armor wearing ponies all with the same mark as the leader on their flanks. "Allow me to introduce you to the Black Widows, a force dedicated to the end to the sex trade that the n.l.r has put into practice, yes we often have to go into shady places to gather Intel, and do things we may not want to, but in this new age as I have said, we all must adapt, or die."

At that we all started to introduce ourselves, as dinner was served. The conversation went many different directions, and in all honesty I couldn’t follow any of them, I was focused on the alicorn calling herself Black Widow, I knew a bit about the spider but had no clue that the red hourglass could ever be a cutie mark. I was a bit weary of her to be honest, for one why would a powerful alicorn take up the cause she has, and if she really was doing this for the protection of mares, and fillies why make up some lame name as the m.a.i.t.p, why not just sign the letter the Black Widows. She looked at me as though she knew what I was thinking, which to be honest I had no clue if that was an ability of hers. She asked me to follow her outside, and for just me to go with her. "Look I can indeed read minds, but that’s not what I’m talking to you about ok, that mare in there, your second in command right? She has gone through a lot at the hooves of the raiders, I read her mind, and she is grateful to have us around. She feels more at ease when you’re around her am I not right? Look that poor filly actually lost her family to the raiders, I know she probably told you that they were still alive, but they aren’t. You take good care of her, you along with your unit both here, and in Neighvavda is the only thing close to family she has, and she to be honest loves you. Now about your questions, none of my unit hardly ever take off their armor, they are mares, and fillies that have been disfigured at the hooves of those raiders in some way or another, some are so emotionally wrecked that this unit of ours is the only thing keeping them from committing suicide. Still others have physical wounds, missing cutie marks, missing limbs, burns, scars, and many other things. Yes I am powerful, but that means nothing if I use it to only help myself, those ponies in there have seen hell, and lived through it they will follow me anywhere, and I have convinced them that you and your company will be able to help us in aiding any town or city that needs protection from those filthy raiders. They look to me for guidance when in reality I have heard all you along with Major Read, and his ponies have done for Equestria, and I knew that if I ever had the opportunity to meet any of you I would follow you into hell as well. The m.a.i.t.p is nothing more than a fake name used by us to disguise who we really are from any outsiders, I mean come on a group going around gathering Intel from the n.l.r, and then killing them calling themselves the Black Widows, and writing letters about those very acts while putting the name of our group in those letters would kind of get us killed don’t you think? No pony is going to think twice about a group calling itself the m.a.i.t.p right, it sounds legit and as though it is simply a support group for mares, and fillies going through a hard time dealing with the n.l.r, so therefore we use that name rather than the Black Widows."

Now it was time for me to talk, but in all honesty she had answered all I had to ask her without even thinking about it as though she often got the same questions. I guess when you have been doing the same thing for all your life some answers just come natural, and are almost like pre recorded messages that one would simply play to any pony asking said question. I couldn’t think of a thing to say, and thought it was probably best that I had nothing to say anyway. We went back inside, and I trotted up to Harmony, and gave her a huge hug, and kiss. She looked at me as though she had done something wrong, and I told her that she had done nothing at all, and I loved her. It was now out in the open, I loved Harmony, that light grey filly that had it not been for Major Read, and his compassion would not be here today with me. I started to tear up and think about what the major was up to, when suddenly I found myself being hugged by Harmony. "I love you too Ruby, and always will." Dinner went on into the night with all of us laughing, and chatting, in all honesty it seemed as though Black Widow, and Grey Hoof knew each other, but I didn’t want to think it out loud for fear of being approached by her for thinking such a potentially private thought. I quickly changed my thought process, and went on to think more of Major Read, and what he was up to tonight, and how Twilight was doing.

The meeting which to be honest had turned into a mingling of pony’s from bitter creek, and from the black widows eventually made its way to the saloon, and to music and dancing amongst grey hoof's troops, my troops, and the black widows. The bar was closed to any outsiders, and Joe the owner told us we could crash there, the place had a few rooms that would be used by special guests of the bar from time to time, and to be honest none of us were really going to be going anywhere tonight. Grey hoof was on the floor with black widow who had a sappy grin on her face as he whispered something in her ear, it was quite a meeting. From a somewhat awkward introduction to now cutting lose, and partying the night had been an interesting one to say the least.