Tale of a hunter

Eleven years later.

“Happy birthday Scootaloo!”

Everypony shouts as she walks in the doors of sugarcube corner, grinning happily.

“Thanks everypony, today’s gonna be the best day ever!”

She shouts to all of her neighbors and friends in the room. In truth it would be the best day ever. Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon no longer bully her, she has her cutie mark, and rainbow dash promised to take her flying later. The only thing missing was her family, but she knew nothing could change the fact that they’re gone. Shaking the bad memories of the accident out of her head, she goes back to partying.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, a young colt wearing a pair of dark sunglasses and a leather jacket slowly trots into the the village, dragging an unconscious stallion behind him. As he walks towards the police station, he earns looks of confusion and awe from all of the ponies that he walks past, who are whispering to each other in a chaotic state.

“How old is he?”

“Who is that pony he has with him?”

“Who is he, and where did he come from?”

He smirks realizing that the ponies of the town hadn’t heard of him before. He continues towards the prison, while the stallion he is dragging behind him wakes up and starts shouting

“You think you’re so clever and great don’t you? Ha! You are nothing! The members of my gang will kill you in your sleep for this!”

All of the ponies on the street stop and just stare at the stallion after he says this, while the colt just laughs at him and says

“Your thugs, kill me? Ha! I’ve met breezies more intimidating than them! They have as much of a chance of hurting me as there is a dragon giving up its entire hoard because it felt like it!”

As he continues to drag the stallion towards the police station, after having effectively shut his passenger up. When he gets there he hands over a poster of the stallion as well as the stallion and says to the officers

“Tell Celestia to wire the bits to the same account as usual and that he target is in captivity here in… Ponyville? Heh, haven’t been here in awhile. Might as well see what's new around here.”

He says partly to himself as he walks out of the station, leaving the stallion he held prisoner behind. The guard who the paperwork was handed to looks at it and shouts in surprise

“This is Al Clopone! He’s the most famous criminal in all of Equestria!”

As his associate locks up the world renowned kingpin of crime.

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After walking back outside, he starts to remember parts of his past: a loud boom, a shockwave of rainbow, and pushing his sister out of the way of an oncoming Boulder during a rockslide, while tentatively rubbing the stubs of his wings. Brushing his memories aside, he realizes that he is quite hungry and decides to go to one of his favorite places from when he was younger, Sugar Cube Corner.

“I wonder how Mr. And Mrs. Cake are doing, after all it’s been so long we might not recognize each other. Well, why not say hi to old friends. I hope they still make marshmallow surprise pies though, those were the best!”

He says to himself as the bakery he is looking for becomes visible. Once he notices it, he picks up his pace, moving at a swift trot towards his prize. He hears many voices emitting from the small establishment and when he walks in, he realizes he has stumbled into a birthday party for a filly who just turned 16. As he sneaks around to try and reach the counter, he remembers that it’s his birthday and that he is turning 16 as well. When he reaches the counter he says

“Somepony else is having a birthday today and is turn 16, what are the odds of that. Oh hello Mr. Cake, how are you doing today?”

Partly to himself, partly to a yellow stallion standing behind the counter. The stallion or Mr. Cake, replies

“Welcome to sugar cube corner, how can I help you today?”

“I would like a marshmallow surprise pie, do you have any of those for sale?

“I’m sorry, but we stopped making them years ago, but we do have a nice lemon meringue if you would like that instead?”

“A pity, those pies were my favorite, but a lemon meringue will do. So, how are you doing, how’s the missus?”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to give out information to a complete stranger so….”

“You don’t remember me? Oh wait, hold on, let me remove my jacket then we’ll see if you recognize me.”

The colt says as he removes his jacket and glasses. Mr. Cake’s eyes widen with surprize as he realizes who he is speaking to. He says

“Sweet Celestia, it's you! You’re back! Scootaloo and Derpy are going to be so happy to see you!”

“Who will we be happy to see?”

Derpy asks as she and Scootaloo walk up to the counter. The colt turns around to face them and smiles as he says

“Scootaloo,long time no see! It’s me your brother, Jonny!”