Author's Note

Here we are!

Warnings for this chapter: Some really light gore, a bit of blood and some punishment.

Interrogation One (Night Watch)

Chapter Eight: Interrogation One (Night Watch POV)

“General, General!”

I grumbled as I slowly untangled myself from my wife and stepped out of the bed, just to catch the edge and land muzzle first on the floor.

Rubbing my muzzle, and now more or less completely awake, I ripped the door open to reveal a messenger who immediately shrunk under my gaze.

“You better hope that this is important enough to wake me,” I growled.

“Y-Yes!” he stammered, bowing. “Princess Luna wishes to see you immediately in the throneroom!”

At this hour? I nodded and followed him after making sure that Blue was still asleep.

He moved quickly but I was more than able to stay close and smirked. Whatever it was Luna needed me for, she had made sure he would gather me quickly.

“Night Watch,” Luna greeted me as soon as I entered the throne room. “I’m sorry for the need to have you wakened, but we captured a pegasus trying to sneak a magic bomb down the lunar wing. I suspect that he was on the way to your chambers.”

“My chambers?” I asked. “But a magic bomb would’ve-”

“Not harmed you or your wife, but could’ve been deadly for your foal,” she ended for me.

I growled low and steady. That somepony would even try to harm my foal... I would break every single bone in his body. “Where is he?” I asked.

“Dungeons,” she answered simply. “Interrogate him, get every single detail out of him.” I nodded and went to leave, but she stopped me, her eyes turning a powerful white. “My sister does not need to know about this. You may use everything you need to get all information you deem important. When you are done, send for Red Wave.” She paused and I cringed as she hissed, “And then get rid of that filth.”

I saluted and left the room, a bit shocked. What the Princess had just given me was a free pass. I would be allowed to do everything to the prisoner, because he would die anyways.

He tried to kill our foal, he deserves it.

Yet I couldn’t shake the feeling off that everything would get worse soon.

***

The dungeons of Canterlot were a myth to nearly everypony. Yet, they were very real. Nearly a mile long, hidden under Canterlot and the old mines, nopony would discover them without knowing what to look for. Escape was simply not imaginable, Luna and Celestia personally installed the wards, forbidding any magic or teleportation at all.

Red Wave saluted as I approached the cell, giving me a small smile. “Our Moon asked me to help you.” I could only see her fang-showing smile and her fiery red mane, her black coat melting into the stone like she was a ghost.

“Thank you. I have the feeling I will need strong wings to hinder me from killing him too quickly,” I said before moving forwards. She stopped me with a wing.

“Night. Shield cares about you and Blue, and so do I. We are a family, and nothing will ever get in our way.”

I smiled and gave her a quick hug before steeling myself for what would wait inside. Once the door opened, however, Red Wave gasped and took a step back.

“I don’t believe it!”

“What?” I asked, looking the chained pegasus over.

He was a big, black pegasus with a bright red mane. He could’ve been Red Wave’s father, but what immediately caught my attention where his eyes. Those grey eyes I’ve seen only a few times.

Red Wave spread her wings, growling, “This is Red Streak, Sunset Streak’s father.”

“I was her father,” the stallion coughed weakly. “You took her from me.”

“Stop talking,” I spat and sat down on the chair in front of him while Red Wave leaned against the wall behind him. “The only reason you’re not dead, is because our Moon wants to know what you know.”

“Dead?” He asked and then panicked. “There is no death sentence in Equestria!”

“You are an exception, and so are your friends if you have them,” Red Wave smirked before leaning in. “And you tried to kill the foal of our General here, so you’re doubly screwed.”

I had no idea a stallion with a black coat could get pale as he looked at me, every bit of colour leaving his muzzle.

“Now, be so kind and explain to me why you tried to sneak a magic-fueled bomb into my quarters,” I started calmly.

“I had no idea it was your chambers!” he basically winced back. “They just told me direction and door!”

“And you thought everything would go well?” Red Wave scoffed behind his back.

Something is wrong with all this. Is he playing? I thought as I looked into his eyes that didn’t matched his voice or expression.

“I had nothing to lose,” he whimpered. “It was all-”

“Stop fucking around with us you rotten piece of scum!” Wave suddenly screamed, being at his side in an instant with her fangs on display. “I know you’re just acting, so stop the whining you fool!”

The stallion still looked perplex, then he started laughing, louder and louder. “Not as dumb as I thought, but he warned me of you. Still, the sun will always rule over the night!”

“What are you talking about?” I asked him. “And who is he?”

“I’m not telling you anything.”

“I was hoping you’d say that,” Red Wave smirked before glaring at him. “Our Moon told us we can do what we want, so let’s have some fun.”

“Fun? Oh yeah, I’m always in for a bit fun!” he exclaimed, grinning cockily.

He lost his grin quickly as Wave left the room, only to come back with a small attachment to her wing.

“You bitch!” he screamed. “The use of hardened wingblades is illegal outside of war!”

“Nothing is illegal in here today,” I glared at him. “Now if you don’t tell us something useful, Red Wave will cut you apart. Piece. By. Piece.

“Buck you, you bi-”

He stopped short as Wave appeared right in front of him, her right wing not even an inch from his muzzle. “Well, what first? An eye? Maybe an ear?” Red grinned and moved the wing lower. “Or his balls?”

“Nah,” I cut in. “You know stallions. Take something that won’t make him squeal like a girl for hours, we still want our answers.”

“Then an ear it is.”

“What are you doing you fucking little-AAAHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK?!”

Red Streak thrashed around, his blood splattering across the room as his left ear dropped to the ground. Red Wave watched with a sultry grin on her muzzle before raising the wing to her muzzle, slowly licking the blood off. It reminded me of one thing Moon Shield told me years ago.

You know Red Wave from second squadron? The black mare with the fiery red mane? That bucker Grey used his friends to try and come onto her, trying to get her in for a quick night.

What happened?

She broke the muzzle of one of his friends and let’s just say she got him by his balls. Seriously, no one should mess around with thestrals out of Blood Wing’s bloodline. They’re all far nastier than they should be.

Yes, I remembered it, and this situation proved them right to always stay on Red Wave’s good side. Her ancestor, Blood Wing, was famous for his quick escalation to bloody fights. It seemed like Red Wave wasn’t a big exception.

“Are you talking or do I have to cut the other ear off?” Red Wave screamed.

“I don’t know who gives the orders. All I know is that he is a stallion and has a brown coat. I’ve never seen a horn or wings so I think he is an earth pony. I don’t know his name, but there was a letter every few weeks in my box with new orders. I swear that’s all!”

“Who gave you the bomb?” I asked.

“It was hidden near Canterlot park and I just retrieved it like the letter said!”

“Do you know who sabotaged the armoury?” I continued.

Now he looked positively scared. “I don’t know.”

“I think he is lying,” Red Wave smiled. “Round two!”

Before I could even say something, Red lowered her wing onto his right forehoof, lingering for a few moments before serving him a deep cut, taking her sweet time with it.

The stallion screamed in agony. “I only know that everypony in the Order calls her Lady Blum! I swear that’s all I know about her.”

“Red, stop,” I raised my hoof and the mare in question pouted before raising her wing. “What order?”

“I don’t have any idea! I’m not part of the Order, I just do jobs for them!”

“You murder for ponies you don’t even really know?” Red Wave asked him, a deep glare in her eyes. “And you still do so, even after they killed your daughter?”

“They didn’t do it!” Red Streak screamed. “You did! All you fucking bastards of the darkness! You corrupted my little girl! You made her sick, but now she is in a better place, where the sun always shines! She is well now! The sun always-”

I couldn’t take it anymore, my hoof interrupting him as it crashed into his muzzle. “You sick bastard. You knew she would be there… and you did nothing.”

“I had to save my little girl,” Red Streak wept openly now.

“You accepted it. Because she loved somepony you didn’t agree with. She had to die because you thought you could protect her like that. You are sick,” Red Wave silently spoke.

“She didn’t die. She went to a better place,” Red Streak smiled. “She was cured.”

“You sick fuck!” Red Wave screamed. “You sick fuck, you allowed them to kill your own daughter. I should go and get Midnight Flow just so she can watch you die slowly.”

“Do it,” I said calmly.

“What?!” They both turned to me, Red Streak confused, Red Wave scared.

“Get Midnight here. Now.”

“G-general! This is not a good idea,” Red Wave started. “We should-”

“GET HER, NOW,” I yelled and she just saluted and left.

“Who… who is Midnight Flow?”

“Someone that will love getting to know you,” I said before turning to the door and opening it to leave. “Oh, and the marefriend of your daughter.”

I heard him scream after I closed the door behind me.

***

It was a bloodbath.

In all the time I knew Midnight Flow, she never lost her composure.

All I saw as I entered the room behind Luna was blood and torn flesh.

“Midnight,” she whispered. “What did you do?”

“I couldn’t take it,” the mare in question answered, crying silently. “He insulted her, he insulted us!”

Luna bent down next to Midnight and nuzzled her, despite all the blood she smeared into her own coat. “My little night, I understand, but now he is useless to us and we barely have any information.”

“We have all the information we need.”

“How so?” I asked.

Midnight looked up at me, no emotion on her face besides her tears. “One of the higher ranks in the order is a mare named Golden Snow and she works in the local weather team of Canterlot. Her family owns a big part of the weather factory. The Order gets their funding mostly from them.”

“Anything else?” Luna asked, still nuzzling her.

“Grey Plate is involved. Red Streak noticed him at one of the meetings.”

My eyes went wide. I had already suspected it, but finally I could do something. “Shield!” I yelled.

The door opened and Moon Shield stuck her head in, instantly wrinkling her nose at the smell. “Yeah?”

“Get our best up. We have two targets. A mare named Golden Snow from the local weather team. And I suspect you still know Grey Plate. Get them both here, alive if possible and without trouble or public witnesses.”

She didn’t even question me. Moon Shield saluted and closed the door, her voice fading as she yelled command after command.

“My little night, we have to get you out of here. You need rest and we should have this place cleaned up so our new guests may find themselves... comfortable in here,” Luna forced Midnight to get up before turning to me. “You are to keep Grey Plate alive. Don’t. Kill. Him.” she said, and it was with a tone that made me more than understand that anything else would have big consequences for me. “After you are done with your questioning, bring him to me.”

I bowed deeply, unable to look Luna in her eyes. They were a dangerous, glowing white by now, and I knew that Grey Plate would be treated to every unimaginable thing Luna could come up with.

A quick death was not on that list.