"This is Canterlot Radio, 93.1, the number one hit music station in your area! Here to keep you comfort all afternoon." As the sound of the radio hummed through his car, Tryston Blauvelt continued his journey to his house. The radio pumped out many ridiculous sounds of music that all the world had heard before. But, tonight, it wouldn't be just listening to music.

Tryston finally made his way to the house. It was a positive thing that his mother and sister had gotten out of the city, because they wouldn't believe what he was doing in the soon to be upstairs hallway. As he pulled his car into the driveway, there was another car on the other side of it. Tryston had seen this car many times before, and knew who it belonged to. The color of jet black, kinda gave it away.

He stepped out of his car, and walked along the path to the house. Once through the door, he proceeded up the stairs into the main hallway. There, stood quite the site. There were a series of computers everywhere, a manikin wearing the blue outfit from his flashback, and weapons on the walls as far as the eyes could see. In the center, hung a bow, and many arrows.

There were two figures waiting for him. One, was Jack, from the diner. The other had aqua-marine hair, matching eyes, a turquoise under dress, and a white dress over it, with a tennis ball on it. She also wore light blue fashion boots.

"Well," said Jack, "Look who decided to show up."

"I'm not in the mood for games Jack," said Tryston, "I've got enough going on as it is."

"Oh really?" said the other figure, a smirk on her face, "Is getting friendly with girls at school really what you should be doing right now?"

Tryston was almost frozen in place, "How in the hell do you know about that Tennis Match?"

"You really think you were the only one who knew about that conversation? Me and my friends were there too, and we saw it. I mean, we were sitting right by you."

"So........." said Jack, "What's with all of this now? Tryston, you know you shouldn't be doing these kinds of things."

"Well I can't help it Jack," retorted Tryston, "I didn't want to see someone who's lost all hope. I just needed to give her a boost."

"But now she's gonna think you'll be there," said Jack, "Which normally isn't a bad thing, but it's worse knowing what we do at night."

"I can find a balance between it," said Tryston, "Just be thankful you're old enough to be out of school Jack."

"I am," replied Jack, "Because I don't need to worry about graduating. Anyways, what's the plan for tonight?"

"Well," said Tryston, "According to that handbook my father gave me, there's a name that belongs to someone now in Canterlot City...."

"Yeah yeah," said Jack, "Peregrine Percival. He's on the list, and involved with that heist where they stole those components from the Advanced Sciences Department in Silver City. Why does that matter?"

"Because," said blue haired girl, pulling up multiple files on the computer, "According to other documents, many other science labs, scrap yards, and other places have been robbed of some rare parts. They were able to identify the gang, except one member in a bowler hat."

"Percival," said Tryston, "And it all leads back to one question, why?"

"Don't know," said Tennis Match, "But according to news records, they estimate another heist will take place, tonight, at the tech department in Canterlot Mall."

"I'm on it," said Tryston, grabbing the bow off of its rack. But then, he felt a nudge on his shoulder.

"You're not going without backup," said Jack. Tryston stared long and hard at Jack, until finally he said, "Alright. But lets go." After a few minutes, Tryston came out through a door dressed in dark blue leather, and had a clip on hood, and an arrow pack and bow on his back, as well as spikes on his wrist. Plus gloves, boots, and a black mask.

"Come on Jack," said Tryston, "Lets go shopping."

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It was but a cold and quiet evening outside Canterlot Mall. Many of the city's citizens were inside the building during possibly one of the biggest Christmas deals ever! This particular mall hadn't had quite the event of Christmas shoppers arriving after Halloween, in year. But not all was going to be jolly this evening. Rarity had invited Sunset Shimmer for a night of shopping. She of course invited all of her friends, but they had other plans. Pinkie was babysitting for her boss's twins, Applejack had chores on the farm, and Fluttershy volunteered to help at the animal shelter. Rainbow Dash, of course, straight up when she said that "Shopping late at night when you can get serious lounging time is pointless." So, this being as it was, Sunset and Rarity would be the only ones in the group to partake in this fun night.

"Thank you ever so much for accompanying me daring," Rarity said, "I don't know what I'd do if I had to go shopping all by myself."

"It's no trouble Rarity," replied Sunset, "Just happy I get to spend some time with one of my best friends. Plus, I barely have the chance to get out of the house on my own anymore, let alone outside of school."

"Of course, believe me I understand dear. Well, where shall we begin this glorious night of fun? Jewelry Box, Fashion Fresh, Build a Stuffie!"

"Actually," said Sunset, "I was hoping we could hit Shoe Surplex. There were these pair of heels I saw in a magazine I was just dying for!"

"Oh but of course darling. Let's go!" So, the night of "fun" began. While browsing around the wide selection of shoes they had to see in order to find the heels from Sunset's magazine, Rarity eyed her and gave one of her devilish smirks.

"What's with the look?" asked Sunset, while trying a pair of the heels on.

"Oh nothing," Rarity replied, trying hard to stifle a few giggles, "Just thinking about what happened last night between you and that Tryston fellow. I say, he is quite the handsome one."

"Oh....that," replied Sunset, "I agree, so what?"

"What do you mean 'so what?'! He willingly admitted he loved you after only knowing you for one day. I say, it tis true love at first site!..." she then cupped her hands to her heart, "You're a lucky girl, to have him run to you. Snatch him up while you can; I can already hear the wedding bells."

"Pump the breaks a little Rarity. I've seen guys like him before. They act all lovey dovey and that it's love at first site or whatever, but it's panic for hiding something. Usually embarrassment."

"Oh Sunset, you know nothing about the art of l'amoure. It is such a wonderful thing darling! You must appreciate the special opportunities like these while you have them."

"Look, how about we just finish in here, and go to the next store."

"Suit yourself dear, but remember what I said"

After the two cashed out, they began walking down the massive halls of the mall. As they did, so it happened. Out of the jewelry store, stormed out five masked figures in black armor, all of them armed with large assault rifles! They ran down the halls, shooting wildly! Police surrounded the area, aiming at the masked figures. However, this proved to be fruitless, as one of the masked figures aimed his rifle and there was a loud bang!

While the constant wildfire of weaponry commenced in the middle of the storefront, Rarity and Sunset made a mad dash away from the display. Despite this, from around the corner appeared two more figures in masked, dressed from head to foot in black leathery armor. From their sides, they slung out their pistols and started firing erratically at them!

Sunset forcefully shoved Rarity out of the way of the gunfire, and they bravely trudged through the crowds of petrified passers. Suddenly, a loud crash could be heard from the ceiling! As glass had shattered from the roof, and a large figure landed on the ground below. As it rose before the two females, they stood motionless, hardly daring to trudge any further.

Unlike the last masked figures, this one appeared differently. For one thing, she was clearly female, as evident by the slender figure and microscopic waist lining. Another key feature was that there were a pair of breasts that were clearly there, under the leather cloth of the outfit. The outfit itself was also twinkling with sparkles all around the front of the shirt. The figure also was wearing feminine style of black knee high boots.

Sunset began to pull Rarity backwards as the notably feminine figure raised what appeared to be a metal crowbar from behind her back. Another slender figure stepped out from behind her and raised a large blowtorch, as the other began to back them up against the wall.

But from out of nowhere, a lone motorcycle was blaring down the center of the hall! A masked, hooded figure in dark blue leather-like material rode atop of the cycle, and awe strikingly stood up while in transit. Across the back of said figure, lay a quiver with several arrows inside it, and behind that, a black custom recurve bow.

The figure pulled both the bow, and two arrows from the quiver. Once slung in the bow, the masked archer fired the arrows in an elegant fashion, causing them to sore through the air, and dispense two large nets. Both of which, landed on both masked intruders, and kept them to the floor. The hooded figure then slid back down to the motorcycle, and pulled it to a stop, as more masked men began closing in on them!

The hooded figure fired several arrows from his bow. While some seemed to affect them, some seemed to have no effect. One figure stood out from them all. Most notably because he didn't have a mask on.

"Ha! You missed!" he shouted.

"Did I?" questioned the hooded figure, as they all turned to the walls behind the men where he shot, and there appeared to be a blinking chamber on the tip of the shaft. After blinking rapidly, the arrows spontaneously released a large amount of foggy gas. This in turn, created a thick layer of fog around the men, so they couldn't see.

The hooded figure strode in from where Sunset and Rarity were standing, and within moments, the fog disbanded. Once in full view, all masked men were on the floor, seemingly unconscious. The hooded figure turned to where his nets were, and noticed that the feminine figures were gone! He then ran to his motorcycle, as the sound of police sirens echoed down the hallway.

Sunset stood in awe, as the sight of the hooded figure sat atop his ride, and revved the engine loudly. He then proceeded to speed off down the hall, and out of sight, as the sound of the sirens became apparently closer.

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Within the span of an hour, the police had brought everyone in for questioning. The masked figures were facing series of charges towards the crime almost committed. A couple officers were talking with Sunset and Rarity, as they had large grey blankets wrapped around them.

"And that's all you saw?" asked the officer.

"Yes sir," Sunset responded, "And it was the weirdest thing......I felt like I've seen that figure before....." Within moments, another officer arrived on the scene.

"Captain, sir!" he exclaimed, "The sketch artist drew this off the one witness' description of this 'hooded figure.' If i didn't know better, I'd say this is the same guy they're after in Silver City." He handed the drawing to the police captain, who so happened to be in the room.

"Well I'll be damned...." Captain responded, "If I didn't know better, I'd say that's the man calling himself 'The Arrow.' And he's in our city...." He then waved his hand over a dozen nearby officers. They all scattered around, eventually making it out the doors. "I want this lunatic out of my city, do you hear me men?!"

They all saluted him, as they made their exit. They soon allow both Sunset and Rarity to leave the station, and they begin walking home.

"That was something, wasn't it Rares?" asked Sunset, in a slightly upbeat tone of voice.

"Yes.....very interesting to say the least....." she replied.

"Something wrong?"

"Not something.....someone......That hooded man......felt so familiar.......that facial structure.......that muscular body....."

"What was that?"

"Nothing!!" Rarity shouted, rather loudly. Her face blushes madly. Sunset burst out laughing, and Rarity shortly followed.

"How about we go to my house tonight?" said Sunset, "I can make us some hot chocolate, and we can watch something on my TV?"

Rarity smiled at the suggestion, "Sure Sunset. That sounds like fun." They link arms, and start walking off into the distance.

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Inside the upstairs hallway of Tryston's residence, the same blue haired female stood pacing back and forth. Within a few moments, both Tryston and Jack came through the window.

"Oh thank god!" cried the girl, "You nearly gave me a heart attack when the coms went out."

"That's probably because of the tumbles and turns," replied Tryston, "Crime isn't always easy Tennis Match, especially in these days. But I'll try to be careful next time."

"You'd better," she retorted, "You think those things grow on trees?" She turned around and sat back at the computer, "So was tonight a success?"

"Indeed," said Jack, "We also got a look at the thugs face." Tennis Match's hands started moving like rapid fire across the keyboard. Until one face flashed across the screen, Tryston stopped her.

"Stop! Go back a couple." As she does so, he points out whom he saw, "That's him."

"Record says his name is Clyde Martin," said Match, "Started out from a family of criminals. Parents died in police shootout, and he was left with his brother Mark. They've both had a track record of robberies and petty thefts, dating far back as the last ten years."

"Makes sense," Jack interjected, "Whoever hired them obviously wanted them to take the blame. But the question is, who was it who arranged this?"

"That's the million dollar question," said Tryston. He turned to Tennis Match, "I noticed something else strange at the scene.......there were a couple of these figures who looked......feminine. They were going to attack Sunset and Rarity, so I shot them with those netting arrows you made. But after the fog set in, thanks again for those arrows, I saw they managed to get away. I know we've encountered female enemies before, but not in this tech trail we've been following. All the masked thieves we've encountered in this city so far, have been male. Why would they choose to task two females on a heist such as this."

Match starts typing rapidly again, "Wait.......of course.........they were expecting you to show up."

"What do you mean?"

"They were the ones who escaped, like you said. However, every other one got arrested at the mall. So, they must've planned on you not using regular arrows on a female, and also made sure you weren't prepared for feminine deception. Whatever they wanted to steal must've been on them somehow when you contained them, and they managed to escape the netting to take back to the kingpin."

"Damn girl," said Jack, "You're a freaking genius."

"I am majoring in Computer Sciences and cyber security after all. Just because I like tennis, doesn't mean I don't like other things."

"Yes, your smart," replied Tryston, "That's been well established. But what exactly was stolen from this mall tonight?"

"According to their report made to the police, nothing notable, except for one thing from Tech World. The latest Pone phone; Universe 9+. Nothing else was stolen from that mall when they entered."

"So why attack the mall?" After a few flashes pass by on the screen, a city map is pulled up, with a red dot blinking over the county prison.

"It looks like....." said Match, "Steel Walls, Federal Penitentiary, was broken into from underground. One prisoner was reported missing, and with a large hole in his cell going to the sewars. Prisoner's name......Clark Milverton."

"So this was all a misdirect," said Jack, "Whoever wants all this tech wants this Milverton guy out of prison."

"And Percival being in this city too," added Tryston, "This can't be a coincidence."

"I still am wrapping my head around this," said Tennis Match, "I mean, Peregrine Percival. He was the principle of the elementary school when I was there, and he never seemed like he'd hurt anyone. He has a wife, and three children......there's no way he could possibly......"

"We'll find that all out tomorrow," interrupted Tryston, "It's really late, and we have school tomorrow. Why don't you guys go on home? Anything happens, I'm on call. I don't sleep much as it is."

"Alright then," said Match, as she headed down the stairs. Jack was near the stairs, but was still facing Tryston.

"Tryston," said Jack, "I know how you are with that list. You feel like you're making up for your father's sins. But you can't go after everyone on that list, and you know you can't. There are more ways to help fight crime than crossing out names." He turns around, and walks down the stairs. Tryston just stands there in the hall, before turning back to the computer. A picture of Percival pulled up on the screen, with a somewhat smirk-ish expression.

"What are you hiding Peregrine," he uttered, "what's your end game......."

Author's Note

Thank you all so much for sticking with me. I'm really really sorry that I haven't been on, making new content lately. I've already explained that in my latest blogs. However, I look forward to continuing my stories in the future. I hope you enjoyed!