Night's Agent

Day 0

Beat down

Location: Scootaloo's Foster home

With Scootaloo by his side, Silver Star made his way to Scootaloo's foster home. He was mad, and rightly so. Drunk or not, you do not try to rape some little girl.

He pointed with the bat. "This the place?" He asked.

She nodded. "S-Silver, I'm scared..." She clung to his leg in fear.

He smiled and ruffled her hair. "I'll take care of this. And I promise, you won't have to go back."

She smiled as he banged on the door with the bat. A rather pudgy, grey looking pony came out. Scootaloo ducked behind Silver.

"Ugh... I'm hungover, this better be important." The pony said in a rather gravelly voice. He noticed Scootaloo behind Silver. "You useless filly! Get over he-"

Before he could finish his sentence, Silver brought the bat up hard to bash the pony in the jaw. He yelped and flew back onto his backside. He worked his jaw around.

"The hell?!" He stood, but then Silver brought the large end of the bat and bashed the end into his gut. Grabbing a hand full of hair as the pony was doubled over in pain, Silver flung the drunken pony out onto the yard. The pony looked up in shock.

"Who the buck are you?!" He yelled, blood coming out of his mouth from his fractured jaw.

Silver stepped on the pony's stomach hard and leaned down to look at him. "I'm your worst nightmare." He said in a low, threatening tone. He brought his foot back up and repeatedly kicked the pony in the side. As he did so, he heard several bones snap.

Five, no six busted ribs, a fractured jaw, and some internal bleeding. Recovery time, five to six weeks. Psychological recovery, six months.

Silver stopped. The pony howled in pain and stared up at him. Silver motioned for Scootaloo to come to him. She did so quickly.

Silver grabbed the pony by his shirt and hauled him up. "That was for even trying to impose yourself on her." Silver spat in the pony's face. The hungover pony whimpered as he looked at them both.

"P-please, I-I-I'm sorry." He sucked in air as Silver dropped him to the ground. He picked Scootloo up in his arms and set her on his shoulders as he walked away form the house.

"If you want Scoots, you can stay with me." He said.

Scootaloo looked down at him. "Might be better than that hell hole."

Silver chuckled. They both headed back to his house. He had some prep work to do, as well as making a bed for his new occupant.

-To Be Continued-