After some time I escaped the crowds. As soon as I was away, I began to think about the perpetrator. Some of the details were strange, he was a gray and black stallion, but he seemed to have an insignia on the clothes he wore. The more and more I thought about it, I decided to ask the locals for more details.

Maybe there was something bigger behind the attack.

I walked out of the alleyway, there were only a few locals out at this hour, and that was probably due to the incident earlier. I made my way down the road, and I saw bright neon lights blasting from a house. I glanced up and noticed that I was on "Electric" Avenue. On my way to the building I asked passersby, only to have my time wasted. Eventually I came up to the building, there was noise booming through the thick walls. I opened the door, only to be greeted by some sort of club scene. I made my way through the hoard of ponies, who were all doing what I could only describe as dancing. At the front of the hoard was an off-white mare in front of a turn table. I continued to search for someone useful, only to find a stallion wearing the same insignia. He was obviously drunk and was hitting on a mare. I made my way over as he spoke gibberish, and I decided to question him.

I grabbed him by his foreleg and dragged him to the bathroom. He looked to me and said, "H-hey, I was doin' great with her." I laughed as I dragged him into a restroom where I could interrogate him. As I walked through the door I was met with a shriek. I left and went into the other bathroom.

Wrong one I guess.

As we enter, I toss him into the furthest stall, "Who are you working for!?" I slowly walk my way to the stall, as the stallion laughs.

I get walk through the stall door with a menacing look, the stallion replies, "That's none of your business." I force my hoof into his jaw with malice. He recoils and rubs his face.

"Wrong answer, who are you working for?" I say, standing above him. He jerks towards me, and I plant my hoof into his chest, forcing him against the wall. I manage to pull a knife out of my back pouch, holding it to his neck with my mouth. The brown stallion begins to sweat and tear up.

I look him into the eyes and he says, "I work for the Chaos Order, were a small PMC that operates a few miles south from here." I put my knife back before slamming him unconscious. So it seems this is going to get interesting. I put the soldier on the toilet, as I walk out. I stop before the mirror, inspecting my own appearance. I was light green with brown hair and a beard. The green fatigues I wore, stained with dirt.

"Not bad," I say to myself, walking out of the restroom. I make my way out of the building, as their rave continues. All I would have to do now is ask about the "Chaos Order". If they aren't an immediate threat, then I will leave them be, but if they are causing trouble, there base is as good as mine. I walk down the street, starting over with my questioning.

The general consensus was that they were pretty vulgar guys, they tried to pick up mares and would start fights in town. I guess I should deal with them. I made my way to the border of town. Once i'm there, I lie against a tree. Lighting a cigar, I wait for morning to come. The brilliant stars pass me by, as my smoke fills the air. The alabaster surface of the moon makes its way across the sky to make room for the sun. The strange thing was the aura emitting from it.

odd.

Anyway, the sun eventually began to rise, and I got myself back on to my feet, err hooves.

That's going to take some getting used to. No matter, I made my way to the southern gates of Ponyville. I was trotting out of the hamlet, when I was interrupted by a familiar pony. It was err, something-dash.

"Where are you off too so early?" She abruptly asked, with an inquisitive look. I lingered for a little bit, as she stood there. Should I tell her the truth?

I decided to be frank, and I said, "I'm going to go deal with the Chaos Order." This got me quite the reaction, as the mare stood there with wide eyes and her mouth agape.

"That's insane, they have hostages!" Dash replies, giving me a look. Hostages huh? That changes things.

"If that's the case, I should leave immediately," I say, giving a smug grin to the blue mare. She stood there dumbfounded as I walked off. "I'll be back with the hostages, if I'm not back by noon, I won't be." This was going to be fun. She continued to stand there as I had made my way into the distance.

I walked along the path, knowing that it wouldn't take me long. I noted the trees as I went on my way, the colors sure were vivid in this world. Eventually, I came across a small encampment, there were a few guards. This shouldn't take too long. The base was compromised of three buildings, one of which would hold the hostages. There was a guard tower, two guards watching the roads, and probably one with the hostages. Luckily for me, it seems the sniper is asleep in the tower. This would be easy. I took a left into the wood, and got behind a tree. I picked up a rock about the size of my hoof, and I threw it against the back of a building. Instinctively, one of the guards came around the building. He didn't see anything until it was too late.

I disarmed the soldier, with a kick, and I held my knife to his neck. "Where are the prisoners," I said softly, pressuring his side with my death grip. He paused nervously, looking around.

"There in the building beside us, just don't kill me," the blue stallion said, as I choked him. I laid him back on the ground once he was unconscious. I turned around as I heard a voice approach.

"Are you almost done back there?" another guard asked, as he turned the corner. With the malice of a snake, I came around to his back and hit him once in the neck. He was instantly knocked out cold, I picked up the soldiers gun. Needless to say, it was an odd thing. The trigger space was much bigger so that a hoof could fit. Other than these differences, it looked like a normal pistol. It was already armed so went inside the building, making sure no other guards were watching.

Once inside, I was greeted with a guard, I held up my gun and said, "Drop your weapon." The butter-colored mare then did as I said, and I knocked her unconscious just like her buddies. There were two hostages in simple bindings looking at me. One was a light grey mare with light yellow hair and a lazy eye, the other was a light brown stallion with a spiky hair-do. The exclaimed muffled words through their makeshift gags. I unbound them with my knife, and they began greeting me with praise.

"Thank you mister, I didn't think anyone would come to help us," The mare said, looking at me. "My name is Ditzy Doo, and this is Doctor Whooves." The door was opened by none other then the sniper. I turned around with lightning reflexes and initiated a CQC fight. I tackled him out the door, and began throwing punches. The fight was short-lived, as the sniper was quite frail. I hit them in the head with my colt 1911, making sure they were unconscious. I dusted myself off, as I brought the hostages outside. We walked down the road, just as noon was approaching. We were engaged in small talk. I learned that these two were friends in Ponyville. They were taken late a few nights ago, by someone who fit the same description as the guy I fought last night. Apparently they were coming home from watching a movie.

They were delighted to be free from their captors, as we approached the town's border. As we came into range, we saw Dash, she was accompanied by a few of the town's guards that I saw last night. Their eyes and mouths showed their surprise and interest, as I came back with the hostages. They mumbled gibberish as we moved closer. I informed the guards on the happenings, and they gave me a salute. They ran off to apprehend the targets, and I was there with Dash and the Ex-Prisoners.

"Surprised to see me?" I asked Dash, as she simply nodded. She quickly gave me an angry look as she swung her hoof. This time I had blocked it, only because I am now used to this body.

"You could have gotten you, or someone else killed," She said, with frustration. I simply laughed, at her anger. Ditzy and the Doctor were unsure of what just happened, so I motioned them to go back home.

"I have a history of such operations, you shouldn't underestimate me," I said, mocking the angry mare. "Your town's guards just aren't very good at their jobs." She looked away from me and walked off.

"If you think you're so good, then why don't you do the job yourself," Dash said, trotting back into town. Not a bad idea, that would give me income and free housing. I'm going to think about that one. However, once the guard was back, I would have to give a full report to them.

I awaited the return of the guards, as I leaned against a tree, I did something good today. How about that. That Dash has some serious anger issues though, you can't just go around trying to hit people. I lied against the wood and I began to slumber. It was a relief to finally have a minute of rest, but that wouldn't last long. I tried to enjoy the time that I had as I waited. The sun over me seemed to fly across the sky. As it faded into the distance I heard hoof steps. I guess they were back.

I waved to the guards as they approached, "I assume you're expecting a full report." A grey mare with a white mane was leading them, and she proceeded to nod towards me.

"Follow us," She commanded, as she walked into town. Her entourage followed her, carrying the unconscious soldiers. We walked through the streets, and we were met with applause and cheer. These ponies were grateful for our efforts. As we approached the guard's barracks, the applause faded. There I saw Ditzy and Whooves, who were here to tell there sides of the story. We walked inside and were prepared to inform the guards of the Chaos Order's heinous crimes.

We were all in a room, seated in front of their captain. "Hello, my name is Shield Breaker, I know the two of you," she said looking towards them, but as she turned to me she asked, "But, who are you?"

Everyone had their eyes on me, "My name is Big Boss," I couldn't use my real name, in case someone here knew me.

"A lot of people have been talking about you lately, but no one seemed to know your name, I guess that mystery's solved," Shield said, scribbling something down onto a form. "You handle yourself well, thanks again for rescuing these two." I nodded as she turned back to the others. She asked some basic information, like "What did they do to you" or "Did they hurt you" and this process went on for about an hour and a half. Afterwards, she turned to me, "How did you take them out without so much as a gash?" I laughed and explained the method in which I took the base, she was interested with my report. "Everyday, these PMCs operate undiscovered by our government's watchful eye, I am thankful for what you did." "We were wondering if you would consider joining Ponyville's guard," she said to me, awaiting my response.

"I think I will," I replied, securing myself a job in Ponyville. Things were going to get interesting.

Author's Note

Oh boy, what has Boss gotten himself into.

I am going to start asking you guys a question at the end of the chapter to learn more about you.

QOTC: What is your favorite book?