A Musician Lost And A Crime Lord Born

My name is Octavia melody and I am a crime lord.

This is the story of how I became the boss of the biggest crime family in all of equestria. Our technical name is melody but on the streets were known as 'The Notes' family.

Oh where to start? I guess we should start from the very beginning.

*29 years ago at canterlot hospital*

"Come on honey your almost there just one more push."

"AHHhhhhh...."

"Congrats Mr. and Mrs.melody it's a girl."

He cleaned me up and put me in my mothers arms. My mother was exhausted but was so filled with joy she didn't care.

"What should we name her ?"

"How about Octavia."

"Octavia. I like it."

I slightly opened my eyes while still crying a bit.

"Hello Octavia. I'm your mother Mary"

"And I'm your father Fredrick."

"Can you say mama?"

The doctor giggled a bit "I'm afraid it's going to be a while before she can speak."

"A mother can dream can't she ?"

The doctor then took me to the nursing ward.

Meanwhile in the middle of the night my mother was resting peacefully in the hospital bed. Then the door open slightly and a unknown person wearing a black cloak covering it's whole body except it's face but was wearing a black gas mask to cover it up. The unknown assailant walked in the room very quietly and took the pillow from behind my mother while she slept.

"I'm sorry Mary it's just business."

The assailant then pressed the pillow on my mother's face and Mary woke up and tried to struggle and get the pillow off from suffocating her. She fought her very hardest but in the end she wasn't strong enough and let a arm dangle from the bed as the assailant made sure she was dead.

My father was devastated the next morning to find her wife was murdered. They managed to get the criminal on camera but the only footage was of the assailant doing the job. My father took me home as soon he got the chance. He was determined not to lose her daughter as well.

*6 1/2 years later my birth and mother's death*

I was practicing my cello was my father watched. I recently got my cutie mark a few weeks ago while in music class playing a cello like this one my father bought me. I was very good at playing it too. It was the only thing I ever wanted to do. Right then I was playing a piece from Beethoven and my father was very proud at my skill. I then finished my piece and my father was clapping a cheering.

"Very good Octavia. Another great performance."

"Thanks daddy can I play some more."

"Sorry sweetie but it's almost time to leave."

"Aww come on daddy just one more song please please pleeeeeeeeease."

"Sorry sweetie but don't you forget we're leaving to go to your first sleep over in a few minutes remember?"

"Oh right I forgot I'll go get my backpack."

"Alright sweetie I'll meet you in the car."

I then hugged him and put my cello up in my closet, picked up my backpack, got in the car with my dad and we drove off. My dad was a lawyer famous for putting dirty cops in prison because they kept abusing there power. Of course I had no idea what that meant at the time. We drove out of the suburban neighborhood and decided to take detour to my friends house through what looked like a forest.

About half way there we were pulled over by 2 police officers the first one was a muscular earth anthro with red fur and a black mane and had the stereotypical cop sunglasses. The 2nd was a skinny Pegasus anthro and with dark grey fur and light blue mane. The big red anthro came up to the window on my dads side of the car and he pulled down the car window.

"Is there a problem officers?"

The big red anthro spoke first. "Yes I'm going to have to ask you to step out of the car sir."

My father looked confused. "Uh don't you need to ask for my-"

The big red anthro didn't look happy. "Sir. Step. Out. Of. The. Car!"

He did as he was told. "Look I know I've been getting the police department worried but just bec-"

The big red anthro then pulled out his night stick and hit my dads face.

"DADDY !"

He knocked him out and continue to beat him.

"How do you you like this you bitch. You should have learned to stay out of our business!"

After a few minutes of beating he then pulled out his pistol and shot a few rounds into my dads skull as I watch.

"DADDY !!!"

After that I then found the unlock button on the car and went to my dad crying and trying to wake him up

"Daddy ? Daddy please wake up. Daddy !! Please wake up please wake up DADDY!!!!!"

I then hug his dead body and crying all over it. The big red anthro then pointed the gun to the back of my head and the other cop pushed it away.

"Wow wow she just child"

"She also a witness and we can't afford that."

"But come on isn't this stepping over the line even for us."

"I don't take chances."

He then put the gun back to my head and as I held my dad I felt something for the first time. Something that I have used as a very useful tool in my times. Rage. Bloodthirsty Rage. I then turned back and knocked the gun from his hand and picks it up when it lands on the ground. Both cops looked surprised and shocked when I pointed the gun at them.

"YOU HURT MY DADDY AND NOW YOUR GOING TO PAY!!!"

The big red anthro spoke "listen here you little brat give me back my gun or you will be in a world of hurt and maybe I'll-"

I think pulled the trigger and shot the skinny anthro in the head. His body fell back and the other cop was terrified at what I just did. I then point my gun to the red anthro.

"Wait ! Wait ! Wait ! Uh Can't we talk about this ?"

"YOU HURT MY DADDY AND I'M GOING TO HURT YOU!!!"

"Please I'm begging you please let me live. Please show mercy."

"I don't know what that means but I don't care say night night monster."

He got down on his knees and begged for his life and crying like brat. I pulled trigger then emptied the whole clip into him but he was still alive but was struggling as he bleeding out and chocking I his own blood.

"That is what you get you monster !!!"

He died after few minutes of suffering. And I loved every second that monster was suffer. I then spend the next 6 hours hugging my father's dead body until the real authorities arrived and took me to a hospital. My friends parents probably got worried how I never showed up and probably called the cops when I never showed up. After they put the bodies away they took me to a hospital. I refused to talk to anyone whole time. After that day I vowed never to trust a cop again.

That was how my innocence died and that the birth of the monster known as Octavia melody.