Unlisted Procedure.

     Aria blaze looked up at the towering skyscraper of the Bonnet (pronounced bow·neigh) plaza, the thing was solid steel and reflective non see through glass. The late sunset sky cast its light back across the terra cotta steps of the walkway. The plaza was almost empty, the rush hour long past, only a few late shift stragglers left behind. The plaza towering over her would have been imposing to anyone else, but not too her. She was more than ready for the task at hand, it was a snap to book that modeling agency interview with the head honcho himself, Scotch Bonnet. When you're a demi goddess that's been around the block in both the equestrian and human block more than enough times. However the agency was expecting a Ms. Marion Crane to be in for the interview, not Aria Blaze. She looked at the her reflection in the glass, at first glance you wouldn't think she'd be going in for a modeling interview.

     For starters, she had a big tan trench coat and tan bell hat on. Her black heeled boots the only remotely enticing thing about her outfit, she adjusted the large bag, way too big for a hand bad and started making her way across the plaza she almost didn't hear the voice calling her.

     "You don't have to do this you know." Aria turned to see Sunset Shimmer, having just gotten out of a black van that was parked beside a taco van. (damn it Sonata)

     "I have too, it's not just about Adagio anymore, the others...I have to." She said again her blood turning to ice at the thought of what she was planning, not sure which part sickened her more.

     "Does it have to be this way?" She asks as Aria starts walking to the glass door of the building.

"Adagio was here last time and thought everything would be on the up and up, a bit racy sure but hey it sells...what she didn't think would happen was that the agency C.E.O would harass her and demand she suck him off to get the job...I thought this world was sick enough before...but it turns out this place was sick before we even got here." She turned again, the memory of what Adagio told her, how she had come here hoping to be a commercial for Shampoo or even just a snack food, but he did..."He also showed her the side of his business nobody else sees until it's too late." Aria said without looking at Sunset. "MY word...those girls...she thinks some of them are no older...POSSIBLY younger than YOU sunset. (but they weren't) Not too mention all those stories....getting them hooked on Taurus knows what so they can never leave, making them cut all ties to their families so they don't go missed, all to end up dead from being full of more meth than an episode of Breaking bad in a dirty roach infested alley chewed to bits by the rats. Like some fucked up lifetime movie of the week with the messed up dreck turned up too eleven." Just thinking about made her blood boil to the point where she almost wished she had a M-60 machine gun under that coat. Like a hurricane their'd be calm in her eye but beyond that a force of destruction to blow them all away, scour the scum and grim from the chrome and steel of Canterlot.

"Aria, I know things like that are sad but true. But you have no right to do this to him, we could do like we did at the Freud manor with Peter, break in get evidence to put him away."

"And then he'll be back, he'll freeze his accounts if he goes to prison so all that money will be waiting for him, or someone will swoop in and take over, the circle of blood and fear goes on and on."

"Have you been reading Peter Page-turners Punisher and Frank Miller Comics again?!" Sunset asked suddenly realizing a possible source for Aria's behavior.

"Maybe...and yeah maybe that's where this mindset is coming from, but I know what I have to do...Sometimes...It's the only way no matter the "grown ups" tell you...sometimes...the means." She said taking a surgical scalpel from her bag, "justify the ends, and some people deserve to suffer hell on earth, before they suffer for in hell." She swaggered through the door to the office; just before it swung shut, Sunset said to her.

"Celestia forgive you Aria." Aria turned back to her her scowl becoming a sympathetic and understanding frown.

"Celestia's gonna sit this one out." She said back to her, "She doesn't want to see this, but I bet Luna does."

Meanwhile back in Equestria.

"Damn Right I do!" Princess Luna said looking into a magic mirror that had been set up like a human world television in her bedroom, the princess surrounded herself with a bag of popcorn and a bottle of Black Cherry soda. "This is better than the late show." She said taking a big bite of popcorn watching the "Show" go on.

The Office.

Her boots tapped on the checkered tiles of the main hall, they where the black and white colors of a chess board, with the pieces of a game, the white king and the knights having captured the black king in a checkmate. the queen still in her starting pose having never moved from her place and the black queen captured by the bishops. A perfect metaphor for how a business like this was run. She approached the reception desk, the girl at the desk was the type who clearly showed that she at one time had come in here wanting to be a model, but unlike the other girls she actually had enough of a brain to say no when Mr. Bonnet told her the so called "dues" she had to pay. She could have been a decent model had this business not been more cutthroat than piracy. Her hair was a pretty almost anime like icy neon blue in a bun and braids, she had tacky pointed plastic glasses on her eyes, and the secretary look was topped off by a grey skirt and top. Once; long ago, Aria would have found her pathetic, Adagio would have wanted to show she'd be willing to do anything to not end up like her, and Sonata...well we love Sonata.

"Afternoon ma'am.' She said tapping away on her computer terminal, "Do you have an appointment?" She asked as she looked at Aria clearly with an air of pity, she obviously though Aria was another bimbo broad on her way to the slaughter house for women and girls that is Scotch Bonnet Pepper's world.

"I have an interview for a modelling position with Mr. Bonnet." Aria said with her usual air of being angry all the damn time and easily irritable, 'Oh Mr. Bonnet is going to eat you alive girl.' The secretary thought in her head as she took in the girl's angry, scowling and ice cold demeanor. 'That attitude may work on "Daddy" to get you a red Porsche for your sweet sixteen (DEAR GOD please don't actually be sixteen, though again she wasn't) but Mr. Bonnet is a different kind of daddy.' One the one hand, she hated seeing bright eyes hopefuls coming in here thinking this world is some Disney princess fantasy come true only to smacked down to reality once the smoke is blown away and the mirrors are shattered. on the other, the fate that awaited the girls who were foolish enough to enter this world, essentially selling their lives way to some horrible multi tentacled beast, was something she wouldn't wish on her worst enemies.

"Splendid Ms. Crane, I'm sure he'll be happy to see you soon." Is what she said as she tapped the keys, but she stopped only to take a post it from her desk, to write a single word on it...run. "Ms. Crane...I need you to sign in for me." She said placing the post it on the sheet, Aria took it and saw the yellow sheet with that chilling word written on it. Aria looked at her and she looked right back, her expression was a pleading look that said it all. 'Run from this place child...(Child of Eighteen...hundred due to being an immortal demi-goddess) you don't want to be here...the things I saw when I was almost seduced by the promise of money and power for degrading myself here...Is not worth it. No one should have to do the things he showed me...please...go home or go to a woman's shelter or hell come home with me but for the love of GOD don't go into that wolf den of...THAT MAN's office.'

Aria placed her lips to the other girls ear, and she whispered. At first, the word from her mouth only made the girl surprised, then shocked, and finally, disgusted beyond all belief at the mad and macabre tale destined to unfold up there in the penthouse office of this plaza.

"My God...You're not human!" She shout whispered when it was over. The idea of this girl...this dangerous psycho of a girl doing that to him, even she felt what she had in mind for him was too much to bear.

"I know what he does...I almost lost a dear friend to him last week, you saw her, wild untamed hair? orange complexion? Ruby red eyes?" She whispered back.

"Adagio Dazzle, you have no idea how happy it made me to see her running past the desk clearly saying no to his proposition, he told me to have security take her out back and shoot her if she ever came back."

"Fuck...he has that kinda power to get away with that?" Aria asked thinking about her dear almost sisterly friend Adagio lying in the harbor adjacent to the plaza with an untraceable bullet in her skull.

"He's meeting some big shots from Sicily later this month, mafioso's I think, and...I think a few college girls just got sold to some Persian strip club owners...or traffickers just yesterday."

"Do you know anything else? Like where those contacts are?" Aria asked as she made a photographic memory of the details.

"Not a clue...I work in the facade of this dark and terrible place...that's all I know, Of course you realize, once your on that elevator. I'm going to warm Mr. Bonnet you're coming to        him, then have the police here to have you arrested for all the sick things you're planning to do, don't you?" She said, almost longing to be able to take it back and let this mad girl...this Siren of a dangerous girl do her dark deed and set these lost girls, these just barley legal, jail-bait of poor little lost girls of the rip age of eighteen...free.

Aria placed a hand on the other female's forehead and recited, "You will write a letter of resignation to Mr. Bonnet."

"I shall write my letter of resignation to him." She said back her eye's glazed over as she said it in a monotone voice, the siren turned muse's powers that had been returned to her working the mind manipulating magic.

"You will say it's because you have a sick close relative that needs you in someplace like Scottsdale or Buffalo." She said as the aura between both of the females glowed bright. "Equestrian magic is too be the light that will cut the darkness of this world, uh you don't have to say that part."She added.

"I will say I have a relative in Scottsdale or Buffalo." The other female recited though there was almost no need for it giving what was to come.

"You are to delete all records of Marion Crane being here today and Adagio Dazzle as well." She said as she wondered if her friend's record was still in this place.

"No records of you two are to be left behind mistress." She said in a zombie or thrall like state.

"Don't call me that, I'm no mistress, I don't take slaves girlfriend...I'm here to take the first step in freeing them." She said hugging her lovingly, a sisterly bond that made them only grow closer, if only it would all amount to something in the long run. "My real name...is Aria Blaze." With that she snapped her fingers and the receptionist was broken from her hypnosis. She began typing again, the other female was invisible to her now. Aria Blaze; Dazzling, Siren formerly, now a muse, Equestrian outcast, now...She has a dark purpose to fulfill, but from the darkness...there will be light. She hoped. Aria pressed the button for the elevator at the back of the office, and waited. When it finally come down to take her to her work, she smiled.