Prologue

The sound of engines and gunfire roared around the track as Luna's moon reflected on the prision course. On the course a black Shelby Mustang was barreling down the track as a brown Dodge Ram was close behind. The machine guns behind the trucks plow like bumper hit the back shield of the Mustang leaving large dents in it. The car's driver then sped away from the truck leaving a large oil slick.

The driver of the Mustang wore a charred black race suit with two red stripes along a side. The suit was also equipped with a hood and a metal mask that covered the drivers burnt face. He looked over to his passenger, a light brown earth mare wearing a red top and had a short black mane.

“Cut the tombstone” the driver said as he slid around a turn. The mare pulled a switch on the dashboard and the car's shield bounced off, into the truck trying to swerve away to late. The tombstone tore off some of the truck's cab exposing the driver, a big dark brown earth stallion wearing a blue shirt and a black hat.

The stallion then launched a rocket off his truck aimed at the back of the exposed Mustang. The mare looked over at the car's driver and grabbed a lever between them. “Sorry Frank” she said as she pulled the lever ejecting her from the car.

The rocket hit the Mustangs exposed gas tank and sent the car up in flames into the air. The car landed on it's roof and skidded to a stop before the checkered finish line the truck drove over. The mare walked up to the burning car wreck then walked back into the prison.

Meanwhile in Canterlot, Princess Celestia was in her personal chambers when she saw a message arrive for her. She grabbed the letter with her magic and read the message to herself.

Princess Celestia. I am glad to report the ratings for this weeks race are as high as usual. Unfortunately with this came a big cost to us. Frankenstein was critically injured and pronounced dead in the prison infirmary a little before this letter was sent.

For our ratings to continue to be high and profitable we need a replacement driver for Frank and so far we have nopony to be him. I was hoping you could find somepony who can take Frank's place in the race. After all…..Frankenstein is just a mask.

Your grateful business partner,
Warden Venom.

Celestia rolled up the message and burned it in her fireplace. ‘third pony this year’ Celestia thought to herself ‘I need to find somepony who can do this without any problems.’ Celestia then laid herself into her bed and started to doze off hoping to find a solution to this problem soon.

In Ponyville Princess Twilight Sparkle was just finishing reading her book when her assistant Spike came in with a worried look on his face. “Spike what's wrong?” Twilight said worried to the dragon. Spike just grabbed Twilight's hoof and pulled her to her computer in her room.

Twilight was confused until Spike logged into some kind of secret website which showed video clips of different events. “Spike what have you been doing?” Twilight said with a touch of anger in her voice.

“just watch this Twi” Spike said back “somepony in town told me about this.” Twilight rolled her eyes and clicked on the video. The screen then changed to a video of armored cars racing and shooting each other with one blowing up behind them. Twilight looked in shock at the video and saw that the rest of them were of similar things.

“How is this possible?! Who would do such a thing like this?!” Twilight said horrified at what she just witnessed. Spike looked more at the video's links but soon stopped searching.

“I don't know Twilight. But maybe we can find somepony who could help.” Spike said to the alicorn. Twilight thought this through and decided to go visit Princess Celestia the next day and ask for her help.

The next day Twilight explained to her friends about what she and Spike found and they all went with her to Canterlot to see if Celestia had anything to help with this. Twilight hoped that there would be something she could do about this and if there was a way to stop it.

Once the group arrived at Canterlot Castle they all went to see Celestia, whom greeted the group with a warm smile. “Hello girls” Celestia said “what brings you to my castle on such short notice?”

Twilight stepped forward to speak “Well princess…..Spike and I found last night videos of what appears to be some kind of vehicular gladiator fights but we were unfortunately unable to trace its source. We were hoping you would be able to help us find them.” Twilight said with a hopeful smile.

As soon as Twilight finished talking Celestia's smile instantly disappeared leaving a unhappy frown on her muzzle. She then walked down her throne and draped a wing over the young alicorn prompting her to follow. “Twilight. There is something I have to tell you.” Celestia said as she walked both of them down the hallway from the throne room and her friends.

“Around half a century ago Twilight, I had a place built to accommodate those who are not worthy of Tartarus. This place is a secret location only I and a select few know about and has been that way since. When the use of television and Internet became popular we decided to start hosting gladiator fights to help keep the location prosperous. Among doing this we eventually decided to go to vehicular combat which got it more attention.

“It also is not to be discussed among others as those who break that rule will have their fate decided. So unfortunately dear Twilight you have broken that rule. I now must decide a proper punishment for you.”

Twilight then tried to escape her mentor when she was suddenly put unconscious by a sleeping spell from Celestia. As she slept a group of guards took her and teleported away to the island with Celestia preparing to find a way to conceal Twilight's friends.