An Advanced Warfare

"What a day!" I exclaimed in my room, which I had entered through the window. Grappling hooks are REALLY fun and great. I wanted to modify it but one, I was having too much fun, two, it's technology I don't yet know anything about, and three, I don't have the proper tools.

Suddenly, I heard a small creaking in the room. I whipped to the direction to the sound, I was so sure that there was somepony there. I drew my hidden blades, waiting for the intruder. Who could possibly be there? I used my Eagle Vision and my mind felt like it expanded around the room.

Nopony... or are there other Assassins in this world? Possibly.

I disabled my Eagle Vision and looked around the room, still on guard. Then I realized that the images of the classified files were gone. "Irrumabo..." I muttered to myself. "Great, gone." I sighed as I sat onto my bed. Where could it have gone? I tried finding some footprints with my Eagle Vision. None

I stomped my hoof on the ground in frustration. I leaned back on my bed and stared at the ceiling. Who would want or need these documents more? Atlas or Sentinel? There was a mare that caught me but I was putting the desk upright... nothing suspicious about that. Can they track log in times? That's bad.

Looking outside, I found it to still be daylight, maybe not the best thing to go to sleep yet. Not tired but it may help solve my problems. Perhaps. I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

In about three hours, I woke up, thankfully nightmare-free. I opened my window to find the beautiful night greeting me. I smiled and looked at the stars. Does Princess Luna raise the moon in this world?

A bit action was required, my legs are KILLING me. I stretched for a few minutes and jumped to a rooftop, closing my window in the process. I shot my new grappling guns to the top of a tower, where a nice ledge was just waiting to be perched on.

Wow! This technology is truly amazing! I could not get up so fast! I thought as I was brought from the ground to the tower's top. An amazing view as always, but it looks so much better without the sun.

New Baghdad truly looked amazing, Or at least I'm pretty sure that's what this place is called., there were lights from any color you can name was emitting from most of the windows I laid my eyes on. As much as I wanted to view more of this city, something else caught my attention. A poor mare, who managed to save enough for a meal, that recently bought her food, was being probably threatened by some 'putemus', who was looking for trouble.

These ponies just make me sick. The anger within me started to grow, and I grappled all the way down, landing on ledge after ledge, to ensure a safer descent. When I reached ground level, the pony drew a knife and I heard conversation.

"Give me the food! You lowlife! You don't deserve any of this! You should get out of this city, you don't belong here." he sneered as he snatched the bag of food out of the poor pony's hooves. He looked through it and threw it on the floor, stomping on it.

I gritted my teeth and focused on controlling myself, I was about a few seconds from throwing a knife at this pony's head. I took a deep breath and went to the rooftops. As the pony with the knife, drew it back, I jumped down, surprising him. He stopped himself from shoving it down into my heart. You wouldn't.

"Move out of the way you fo- urgh!" he attempted to say as I stomped on his knee, forcing the knee inwards just the slightest bit. I punched him across the face, making him stumble back. His friend drew a gun and I drew mine. I had the reticule on his buddy and my other hoof on the beggar.

"Please, don't do this for me." he said to me, her voice raspy probably from lack of water. It was too late, I made my move. Now I either run away or end this, now. I quickly pushed the mare into cover as the pony shot. I went prone and the bullet whizzed past my ear and I rolled behind the cover next to the beggar.

I emerged from my cover and took one shot into the shooter's arm. A loud bang emitted from the gun as I slid towards him, bucking his head as I approached him. He groaned in pain but drew a knife, settling it in his mouth. Two attackers with knives, normally I should be worried but this is nothing.

I drew my sword, pointing the blade straight at them. Doing this only made them laugh. "Swords? What are you? From the 18th century?" they mocked. I was not about to skewer their throats but I need some form of a blade that's more safe than my hidden blades.

All I gave them was just silence as I slowly backed up, moving the pistol away from them. When I reached the beggar, I said to her, "Get out of here, meet me at that house, right over there, with the red roof and blue door." She nodded and started running, I heard her footsteps grow softer and soon disappeared.

The ponies yelled in rage and one of them said to me "You're going to pay! We don't allow ponies like them! They are peasants, they don't deserve to have life! There's no point for survival for them! They'll just die out anyways you stupid fool!" You raptus foal!

I breathed coolly, making sure that they were unaware of the rage twisting and turning inside me, waiting to come out and slash both their throats out. I kept a straight expression as one lunged at me with their knife.

Using my sword, I parried his attack, jumping at the wall to my left and doing a 45 degree spin, kicking his jaw. I knelt down as he did a careless swipe with his knife, allowing me to quickly pull his hoof into a 90 degree angle, making the knife go straight into the air as I sheathed my sword, grabbed the knife and threw it far away from him.

The other attacked me the minute I threw the knife away and I knelt down to sweep kicked the unarmed attacker, making him fall along with letting me avoid the knife. I stopped his hoof as he swung at me again with the knife. I twisted the hoof, causing him to yell with agony, as I pushed beyond his hoof's capacity for turning. He dropped the knife and I picked it up, slamming the hilt into his temple.

I slammed hoof into the fallen threat in the temple, making him a threat no longer. I dropped the knife and took some ropes that held a sign together to tie up these crooks. After that I checked the bag containing food, a nice sandwich that may have cost many bits which I learned was the currency here.

Now to meet the mare, please don't have run off.

I reached the house and I saw her lying down, a worried look on his face. I smiled at this, a stranger that cared about my safety. "Hey, you alright?" I asked. She immediately got up, ready to run, but was settled down by the sight of me.

"You really didn't have to do that for me you know. I'm nopony special. My name is Lorani Stars, if you care at all." she said. L-Lorani? My blood froze at this, I gulped before responding.

"My name is Ray... Longfellow. You must be hungry, I have plenty bits I don't know what do to with. Here, get yourself a home, try to get your life together." I said to her, handing her a thousand bits. Her eyes widened at this. I saw tears in her eyes and she came forward, crying. She repeatedly thanked me as she hugged me.

"Wait here, Lorani." I said to her as I backed out of her strong embrace, going to the same place where she bought her sandwich and bought an identical sandwich to the one she bought.

I held the bag in my mouth as I returned to Lorani, which wasn't very far. I dropped the bag in front of her and signaled her to open it.

"Enjoy." I said to her as she thanked me once again, a smile going to my face. What could ponies like those possibly want with a pony like Lorani? The other world, she was executed for some reason. Now I have to know. Criminals don't go after ponies like Lorani, but there must be something special about Lorani, I have to find out. Or maybe they're just being like foals.