The Manehattan Project

Chapters

Witness Protection
Casual Turf War
Fray
Eris’ Everything Emporium
Where’s Dusk Flight?
The Manehattan Project
The Original Six, Part 1
The Original Six, Part 2
Hitting The Armory
To The Bomb!
Finale
Epilogue
Wrong Place, Wrong Time
Building An Army

Witness Protection

Coco opened the door to her apartment, leading the two cops in. Soarin and Vapor were both wearing normal clothes, instead of their officer uniforms. Vapor wore a sleeveless, white tank top and blue shorts while Soarin wore long jeans, a blue t-shirt, and black jacket. Both were carrying a small bag of clothes.

"So, I only have one spare bedroom I've been using to store clothes I've designed," Coco says with a small blush, turning to face them. "Um... I think there's a sleeping bag in the closet..."

"She can have the bed," Soarin said as he stretched his arms above his head. "I'll take the bag."

"Oh, a real gentlecolt," Vapor said with a giggle.

"It's not that," the stallion said with a light blush of his own. "I've just always been a fan of camping. Did it a lot growing up."

Vapor gave him a nod. "I understand. Thank you."

Coco eyed the two of them before heading towards her own room. "This is my room. Did you bring your own clothes?" She asked, looking back at them with her hand on the knob. Both visitors held up their bag with a smile. Coco smiled back before slipping into her room and closing the door.

"Poor thing," Vapor sighed. "She was put through a lot tonight..."

"Yeah," Soarin agreed, looking over at the spare bedroom. "Well... Shall we?"

The mare smiled and nodded, following the stallion to the bedroom.

Meanwhille, Across The City...

A restaurant was busy with customers and the waiters and waitresses were busy helping send out orders. There were two mares at the front door, waiting to greet new arrivals. They then noticed the silhouette of two familiar mares through the stained-glass window in the doors. As their voices became louder, the mares rushed to greet them and quickly opened the doors.

One was a purple mare with curly lime green hair and was sporting a nice D-cup. The other was a an orange unicorn mare with a spiky white ponytail and B-cups. Both wore red suits and black dress shoes while the orange mare also wore knee-high white socks and small rectangular glasses.

“Miss Shrill. Miss Trill. Welcome,” both mares said with a light bow of respect.

The orange mare took a step forward and looked around, adjusting her glasses on her nose. “Where is he?” She asked calmly.

The greeters pointed towards a booth near the back that had a single copper-colored stallion sitting at it. The orange and purple mares casually made their way past tables and booths, getting looks of nervousness from the customers. It was as if they knew what the two were doing but also knew it was best to keep their head down and ignore them.

They made their way towards the lone stallion before Shrill put her left hand on the table and leaned in, making the stallion jump. “Are these seats taken, Trek?” She asked with a smirk.

“They don’t appear to be, sister,” the orange unicorn said as she took a seat across from the stallion. “After all, who would sit with scum like him?”

“Fair point, dear Trill,” Shrill cooed, sitting beside him and trapping him between her and the wall. “I could smell his foul stench across the restaurant.”

“Hey, Shrill. Trill,” the copper stallion said nervously. “I want you to know, I... I didn’t mean it... What I said... I-I was drunk...”

"Didn't mean it?" Shrill asked, resting her elbow on the table and her cheek on her fist. "Don't you know that everyone's deepest darkest secrets come out when they're drunk? Know why?"

"Because, you'd be too incoherent to come up with a lie," Trill answered.

"What was it you called us, again?" The purple mare asked with a smirk.

Trill adjusted her glasses again. "I believe he called us pompous incestuous cunts."

"Oooh, sister, such language," Shrill cooed.

Trill crossed her arms. "I may have to wash my own mouth out."

"I may help you."

"L-Look, it was a mistake," Trek said, sweating nervously.

"Hand on the table," the purple mare cooed. "For your punishment."

The stallion watched Trill pick up one of the knives on the table before looking at Shrill. "P-Please, don't--"

"Hand... on the table," the purple mare growled. "Don't make me force you. You know how much I hate touching uncontrollable and pathetic trash like you. I'd have to bathe for hours just to get the feeling to wash away."

"I may help you," Trill said with a smile.

The stallion hesitated before slowly placing his hand on the table. "A-Alright..."

"Good boy, Trek..." Shrill cooed into his ear, before eyeing her sister. "He's ready..."

Trill smirked and held the knife with the pointy end down. She then stabbed the table between the stallion's index and middle fingers. Smile growing wider, she began tapping the spaces between his fingers at a steady pace, just missing his skin each time. Trek bit his lip as he watched the orange mare speed up.

Suddenly, Shrill bumped him, causing his hand to slip and get stabbed with the knife. He didn’t have much time to scream before the purple mare pulled out a gun and shot him in the side of the head. As blood splattered the wall, the sound of conversation died down for a brief moment before resuming.

“You didn’t get any blood on you, did you?” Shrill asked.

“A little hit my face, sister.”

Shrill let out a soft gasp and stood up, holding out her hand. “Let’s go wash it off,” she said as she put her gun away.

Soarin left the bathroom, only wearing boxers and a thin t-shirt. Vapor was in bed and wearing panties and a bra. "Have you gotten over how awkward this is yet?" He asked with a chuckle, seeing her blush.

Vapor shook her head. "No, but... we have a job to do, so... we're going to have to... get used to it."

Soarin smiled and rolled out the sleeping bag. "Very professional of you, Cadet."

Vapor eyed the bed sheets before looking at the stallion again. "I know we're still technically on duty, but... you can call me by name, right?"

The stallion looked over at her and then unzipped the bag. "Sure, Vapor," he replied before sliding into the sack. "We should probably get some sleep. Who knows what'll happen tomorrow?"

Vapor nodded lightly before sliding under the covers so she was buried up to her neck. "Good night, Soarin."

"Night, Vapor," the stallion replied, before they both fell asleep.

Shrill and Trill left the bathroom at the restaurant and made their way past their table with the corpse, heading for the exit when a stallion stood up at his table.

“Um, excuse me?” He asked, holding a magazine and a pen. “I was wondering if I could get an autograph?” On the cover was Shrill and Trill in bathing suits that barely hid anything. They’re sitting back to back with their legs out in front of them. Near them was text that read, “Scanty & Kneesocks’ New Fashion Line!”

The two sisters stop and shoot him a smile. “Of course,” they say in unison, heading to the table.

“Anything for a fan,” Shrill said as she signed her name on the cover over herself.

“Can’t see why not,” Trill said quickly after as she signed the cover as well.

“Thanks,” the stallion said as he took his pen back. “So, are Scanty and Kneesocks your real names?”

“Oh, no,” Shrill replies with a light chuckle. “Those are our model names.”

“I like wearing knee socks,” Trill explains. “And, my sister prefers the more scanty outfits. The nicknames became our model names.”

“Makes sense,” the fan said with a smile. “So... Um... Do you ever plan on going... full nude?”

Shrill gave a wide smirk at that. “Oh, a true pervert, are you? Well, we’ve considered it.”

“But, we like to keep it classy,” Trill chimed in. “It’s a clothing magazine, primarily swimwear and lingerie. Not porn.”

“Although, we could pose nude for the underwear and footwear issues.” Shrill thought aloud as she rubbed her chin with her knuckle. “Tastefully hiding our good bits, of course.”

Trill eyed her before looking at the stallion. “We’ll think about it.”

They then turned and continued back to the exit, the stallion taking his seat and looking over their autographs. When they got to the front, Shrill eyed the greeters.

“Good job,” she said with a light smirk. “You’ve both earned a favor.”

“Thank you,” the two greeters said in unison as they both bowed respectfully, each taking a door handle and opening them up.

Shrill and Trill then left the restaurant, climbing into the back of a limo. The driver was a green stallion with short yellow hair wearing a driver’s uniform. When the sisters took their seat, the limo drove off.

“Always nice seeing our adoring fans, is it not?” Shrill said as she placed her hands on her cheeks.

“Still a shame we had to ruin that nice wall with that stallion’s brains,” Trill sighed. “Our cleanup crew better do a good job getting the blood out.”

“But without risk, there’s no reward,” the purple mare cooed, leaning in close. “And, I’d say the reward justifies the means, does it not?”

“Quite,” the orange mare agreed. “Feels nice to be in control.”

“Now, about that bath,” Shrill sang, lightly running her hand over the orange mare’s chest.

“Patience, dear sister,” Trill chuckled. “We’ll take that bath... when we get home.”

“Then, in the meantime...” Shrill began, before pulling her sister into a kiss.

The orange unicorn rolled her eyes before kissing back. As they got more and more into it, Shrill further inched closer until her breasts pressed up against Trill’s arm.

Trill suddenly pulled away with a light gasp. “Mmm... We really are incestuous, aren’t we?”

“Very,” Shrill answered, before pulling her sister back into a kiss.

Soarin awoke to the sound of Vapor having a nightmare. Sitting up, he looked over to see her tossing and turning. Letting out a sigh, he got up and walked over to her side of the bed. Reaching out, he gently shook her shoulder.

Vapor let out a gasp as her eyes opened wide and she sat up quickly, throwing a punch. Just missing the stallion, she let out another gasp. “Oh, I’m so sorry, Soarin!”

“It’s okay,” he said with a light smile. “You were having a nightmare?”

Vapor nodded. “About that mare who’s after Coco.”

“Right,” The stallion said as he sat on the edge of the bed. “Remember, we need to stay strong and protect Ms. Pommel.”

“It’s my first day in the field, Soarin...” Vapor pointed out.

The officer let out a sigh and nodded. "True, but... you're doing excellent so far."

Vapor laughed softly and blushed a little. "Thank you..."

Soarin gave her a smile before standing up. "You'll do just fine... Now, let's get some sleep," he said, heading back to his sleeping bag.

Vapor watched him climb back in the bag and return to dream land. Thinking over what he said, she smiled, truly believing she was ready for whatever was to come. Laying back down, she closed her eyes and went back to sleep.

Elsewhere...

Shrill and Trill entered their bathroom and the purple mare started to unbutton her uniform. Trill stepped up to her and helped pull her top off and folded it up nicely. After she set it on top of the hamper, Shrill began to undo her top for her. Pulling the shirt off, she folded it and set it with her own. Leaning in, she then began kissing her sister's neck. Trill tilted her head back as their breasts pressed together.

"Nothing feels as good... as being with you..." the orange mare moaned.

Shrill smiled and reached down to gently grip her sister's butt. "I know how you feel. Still, we should think about expanding..."

"Expanding?" Trill asked, her sister moving lower to start kissing her small breasts. "You want to invade Dusk's territory?"

The purple mare gave the dark orange nipple a lick. "You don't think we can win?"

"It's not that..." Trill sighed happily. "We just don't need to draw attention or stir the hornet's nest. As much as I'd love to mobilize our troops and bring total subjugation upon the cops and the Nightcrawlers... there's just no need, dear sister. We have everything we need right here."

Shrill moved up to kiss her sister on the lips before making her sit on the closed toilet seat. Getting to her knees, she started working the orange mare's skirt off. "We still need to ensure the satisfaction and security of our fellow crew and loyal peons."

"True..." the orange mare said as she let her sister remove her panties. "I suppose we could increase our defenses and send a message. Make sure no one dares invade out territory..."

"That's the spirit," Shrill cooed, before she dived between her sister's legs and began eating her out.

Trill moaned out loudly and closed her eyes. "Oh, yes... Just like that..."

Author's Note

Pic Credits:
Shrill and Trill drawn by CrimsonRose97
Character Credits:
Shrill and Trill are based on Scanty and Kneesocks from Panty And Stocking created by Gainax

Casual Turf War

Vapor let out a yawn and sat up, stretching her arms before rubbing her eyes. Looking at the foot of the bed, she saw Soarin sat up and blushed hard, as she was only in her underwear. "U-Uh, hey," she said, pulling the covers up to cover her body.

He looked over at her with a light blush of his own. "Yeah, still not used to this..." he said as he let out a yawn. "So, we should probably get ready in case Coco needs us."

"Uh, right," Vapor said with a determined smile. "Who should use the shower first?"

"I'll go first," Soarin said as he grabbed his bag of clothes. "Then, you can go after and use the bathroom to change while I change out here."

The mare nodded as the stallion got up and headed for the bathroom. "Good idea..." she said, watching him enter the bathroom.

Soarin flashed her a small smile before closing the door.

Coco opened her eyes to see Dusk above her, her smiling face inches away. "D-Dusk?" Coco stammered.

"Shh..." the blue mare cooed, putting a finger to the white mare's lips. "You talk too much," she said, before replacing her finger with her lips.

Coco went wide-eyed when she felt the mare's lips on hers, but she had no intention of making her stop. Feeling the mare's tongue in her mouth, Coco licked back before closing her eyes and letting out a moan. Wrapping her arms around the gang boss, she pulled her closer and deepened the kiss. When she did, she felt Dusk grip her breast and squeeze.

Dusk then broke the kiss and chuckled. "You like this, don't you?" She asked, sliding her other hand lower as she started fingering her prey.

Coco closed her eyes and moaned out, gripping the sheets. When she opened her eyes, she found herself alone, gripping her own breast and fingering herself. Blushing hard, she stopped and realized she was panting heavily. "Did I just... have a dream? Or a nightmare?"

Soarin left the bathroom, still a little wet with a towel wrapped around his waist. “You’re up,” he said with a light smile.

Vapor smiled back and got up, carrying her bag with her. When they passed, they almost bumped into each other, since the mare was trying to avoid eye contact. “O-Oh sorry,” she apologized with a nervous chuckle, making her way into the bathroom.

“Not a...“ Soarin began, before the mare closed the door. “...problem.” Letting out a sigh, he started to get dressed.

Dusk sat up in bed and let out a groan. “Time to start the day, I guess...” She was still naked from the night before and covered in sweat.

Fray sat up beside her and put her right arm around her. “I wish we could just stay like this,” she purred, her left hand sliding down the mare’s body, heading towards the crotch.

Dusk quickly whipped around pinned her lover on her back, climbing atop her with a devious smile. “So do I, babe,” the midnight blue mare cooed. “But, we have work to do. I have an appointment to arrange... and, you must nab our little pet.”

A smirk spread across the black mare’s face as she reached up to the blue mare's crotch again, rubbing. “Whatever you wish, Dusk.”

Dusk smiled and leaned in. “That’s my girl...” She then gave Fray a deep kiss before getting off the bed.

Vapor and Soarin left their bedroom, both wearing a new set of casual street clothes made up of jeans and a t-shirt. At the same time, Coco left her own room, only wearing her underwear. Seeing the other two she blushed and backed up into her room and closed the door. After about a minute, she returned wearing a long shirt that hung down past her waist.

“Forgot I had company,” Coco said with a huge blush.

“Yeah, we’re still getting used to it,” Soarin said with as light chuckle. “Now, I suppose we just hang out with you until Dusk does something stupid and gets caught.”

Shrill opened her eyes and sighed contently, staring up the ceiling. “Another peaceful morning...”

Trill stirred a little before lifting her head off her sister’s bare breasts. “Morning already?” She asked, letting out a yawn. “I was having the most pleasant of dreams...”

The purple mare smiled and sat up, pulling the covers off. “So, what’s the agenda today?”

“Increase security,” the orange mare replied, getting out of bed.

Shrill followed as the two headed for the bathroom. “Then, afterwards, we can pose for the camera. Perhaps some some sexy poses for our loyal perverts.”

"We shall work on our swimsuit line, in time," the orange mare said, turning the shower on.

Shrill came up behind her and hugged her tightly. "I just hope our errand doesn't take too long... I'm anxious to get started."

"I'll meet up with our followers by the restaurants," Trill sighed, feeling her sister's pillow-y breasts against her bare back. "I'll check around the docks..."

"Sounds like a plan..." Shrill moaned, kissing her sister's neck and sliding her hand down the orange mare's breasts towards her crotch.

Dusk Flight left her car as Fray slid into the driver's seat. "Remember, be careful," she said, turning and leaning in to rest her arms on the open door window. "If she has police protection, as our source can confirm... it could be dangerous. And, I want you alive, too..."

"I understand," Fray replied with a smile. "I'll see ya when I have your new toy."

Dusk nodded and leaned in, kissing her on the lips. "Wish me luck," she cooed, backing away and pulling out a gun.

Fray heard a stallion ask her what the gun was for, to which the blue mare replied, "I'm setting up a meeting!" There was a gunshot and Fray smirked, before driving away.

Midnight Strike was deep in conversation with the Chief when they all heard faint gunfire and explosions. “The hell?” The black mare asked, running to the window. She could see smoke in the distance. “That’s almost on the other side of the city. Did Dusk get a confidence boost?”

“That’s not near... her territory, is it?” Asked a stallion.

Midnight shook her head. “No... And, thank the gods for that. That would be one more problem we don’t need right now.”

Soarin ran to the window of Coco's apartment with a view of the street. "Sounds like a firefight," he said, pulling out his phone and calling the station.

"Should we prepare ourselves?" Vapor asked, moving to the door and peeking through the peep hole. "Coast is clear out there."

"Is it Dusk?" Asked Coco, who was seated on her couch.

Soarin nodded and hung up. "Ms. Strike thinks Dusk is making a move into the Daemon Sisters' territory."

"Should we be concerned?" Vapor asked, still peeping.

The stallion shrugged. "I... I mean, if Dusk is responsible, there's reason to believe that Coco may be on her list." He then heard a light gasp from the couch. Looking over at Coco, he gave a reassuring smile. "Don't worry. It's our job to protect you."

"I know..." Coco said softly. "I trust you two... It's just Dusk seemed to not care about the law. Or the police. What's to stop her from sending someone here? Or coming herself?"

Soarin and Vapor eyed each other, concerned that the white mare could be right and that they should prepare.

Trill rounded a corner and fired at a stallion, blowing his brains out. "What in Tartarus is happening? Who's responsible?!" She growled, before she looked across the street.

Standing in an open doorway to a fancy three-story restaurant was a frightened looking stallion wearing Nightcrawler colors holding a sign that read Trill with an arrow pointing up. Tilting her head, Trill crossed the street and aimed her gun at the stallion.

“Miss Trill?” He asked, visibly sweating. “My boss would... like to speak with you.”

The orange mare eyed him for a moment before lowering her gun and moving past him. After he let out a sigh of relief, Trill aimed her gun behind her and shot him in the head. As he collapsed, the mare made her way to the back of the restaurant towards the staircase. The inside was a mess; tables with partially-eaten meals, trash, and a few dead bodies. Blood was splattered on some of the walls and tables.

Trill got to the roof doorway and kicked it open, aiming her gun. Sitting at a table, drinking what appeared to be wine, was Dusk Flight. There was another glass, presumably for her guest. Eyeing the mare, she stepped out and looked around, expecting a trap.

"No need to be cautious," Dusk cooed, before there was an explosion from the street. "Okay, maybe a little cautious..."

"What do you want?" Trill asked, keeping her gun on the blue mare, moving closer.

Dusk motioned at the seat across from her. "Take a seat. Have a drink. It's high-class wine."

Trill eyed the drink before the mare, slowly approaching. When she got to the seat, she sat down. After about a few more seconds, she put her gun on the table, facing the enemy. "Speak. My sister and I are rather busy and your silly little attempt to invade our turf is getting in the way of our plans."

"Your plans, huh?" Dusk asked with a chuckle. "How is dear old Shrill, anyways?"

"She is quite fine," Trill said, picking up her glass. "So, what is this, anyways? A truce meeting?"

"Mmm... More than a truce," Dusk cooed. "More like a merger..."

Trill pushed her glasses up on her nose before taking sniffing the glass. Deciding it wasn't poisoned, she took a sip. "You want to work together, and yet you attack us?" She asked, before there was another explosion from down below. "You know, I could just shoot you now..."

Dusk shrugged and finished her drink before tossing the glass off the roof. "You could," she said, before leaning back in her chair. "But, where would the fun be in that?" She asked with a smirk. "You're well aware of the size of my gang, right?"

"Of course," Trill snapped. "It is important to know your enemy. Their strengths, their weaknesses... We know about your gang."

"Well, I have them placed in various jobs..." Dusk explained. "Planted. Waiting for the right moment. To their co-workers, they live a normal life. They have never joined a gang fight so their record is clean. Patient little pets," Dusk cooed. "And, they're everywhere. Every major business and company in the city. I wouldn't doubt that some may even be in your gang. When the time comes... there will be chaos."

Trill's eyes narrowed. "If you are that prepared, why don't you just attack?"

Dusk sighed and got up, walking to the edge of the roof and looking down at the turf war. "Because... I'm not yet ready to play my hand. Besides, it's fun to own the city." She then turned to her guest before slowly walking over to her. "And, I respect you and your sister. And, I would love to have you on board," she said, holding out her hand.

Trill eyed the hand and then finished her drink. "What do we get out of it?"

"You?" Dusk asked. "Ohhhhhh, how about... half the city?" She offered. "You'll even have access to help from my pets stationed in your half. We'll own the city together. All three of us."

"What do you get out of it?" Trill asked, eyes narrowing even more.

The midnight blue mare chuckled. "Access to the entire city without being shot at by you and your gang... Plus, with your assistance, there's no stopping us."

The orange unicorn hesitated in thought before taking her hand. "Temporary truce. I'll have to talk it over with my sister."

Dusk smiled and shook her hand. "Of course," she said, before letting go and moving to the edge of the roof. "We should probably stop the fighting, then..." she said as she pulled out her phone and dialed a number.

Trill kept her eyes on the mare as she slowly grabbed her gun off the table. Standing up, she slowly walked up behind Dusk. As she got closer, she moved around to stand on her right, pulling out her own phone and dialing, both mares cancelling the attack.

Fray parked her car and stepped out, looking at the apartment building a block away. The one Coco lived in. Smiling, she closed her car door and started walking towards the building.

Fray

Soarin still stood at the window when the gunfire suddenly stopped. Listening carefully, he turned to Vapor. "That stopped too quickly, don't you think?"

Vapor shrugged. "I-I... What do you think happened? A truce?"

The stallion thought for a moment before looking at Coco. "Dusk is up to something. And, if she's there..." he began, before there was a slow knock at the door.

KNOCK... KNOCK... KNOCK...

"Is our little Coco in there?" Came a chilling female voice.

Soarin pulled out his gun and aimed it at the door. "Who is it?!" He yelled, Coco gasping and hiding behind the couch.

"You might know my master," the voice cooed. "Dusk? I'm her favorite plaything... You can call me Fray."

"Fray?" Asked Vapor, pressing her back to the wall beside the door as she pulled out her own gun. "You do realize Coco is under police protection?"

Fray let out a chuckle. "Is that supposed to frighten me?" There was a light couple taps on the other side of the door. "I have two guns. And there's two of you," she said with a deep inhale. "More than enough bullets to get the job done."

Soarin looked out the window, seeing they were on the second floor. Looking at Vapor, he made a motion with his hands to tell her to keep talking. He then slowly opened the window. Vapor nodded in understanding before looking at the door.

"Are you sure?" The pegasus asked, as Soarin climbed out of the window. "I mean, you miss once... and you're dead."

"I don't shoot unless I plan on hitting," Fray said with a deep breath, as if she was getting off on thinking about killing them.

Soarin hung down as far as he could, taking a deep breath before dropping to the sidewalk below. Hitting the ground, he collapsed on his back with a grunt. "Ah, shit..." he groaned, before slowly getting up and stumbling back to the front door of the hotel.

“So, Dusk only warrants two cops for protection?” Fray asked with a sigh. “Soarin and... Vapor, is it?” She then let out a chuckle. “Must feel pretty lucky, Soarin! Two mares and one you!”

Vapor looked at Coco before eyeing the window. When there was no response, Fray called again. “Soarin?!"

Fray listened and then thought for a moment. Her eyes suddenly went wide before she whipped around to face the stairs, firing her guns just as Soarin came into view. He let out a gasp and dropped to the floor, dodging the gunfire. "Motherfucker!" Fray yelled, backing up to the next room and kicking the door in. There was a mare and a stallion hiding behind the couch, the TV blaring. "Piece of shit..." the black mare growled, standing in the doorway so Soarin couldn't shoot her.

Soarin waited a moment before crawling to the top of the stairs, aiming his gun down the hall. "Fray, was it?!" He called. "Those were some good reflexes!"

“Cut the pleasantries, Soarin!” Fray yelled. “I’m not leaving without Coco!”

“Then, I guess you’ll be standing there forever!” The stallion yelled to her.

Fray rolled her eyes before looking at the cowering couple. Aiming her gun at the stallion, she looked at the mare. “Get over here.”

“You are not taking my--“ the stallion began, before a gunshot to the forehead made him collapse to the floor.

“Now, come here!” Fray yelled, before storming over to the mare, who was crying over the stallion’s dead body.

Soarin stared down the hall when he heard the gunshot. Someone was killed. He let it happen. Before he could fully process what happened, Fray stepped out of the room with the mare as a hostage. Her left arm was around the victim’s neck while her right hand had the gun aimed at her head.

“I’ll make it real easy for you!” The black mare yelled. “Give me Coco or this mare dies!” This made the captive mare cry more.

Soarin kept his gun on them, not knowing what to do.

Back in Coco’s room, the white mare asked, “What’s going on?”

Vapor eyed her and looked at the door again. “It sounds like Fray has a hostage. She wants you and the mare goes free.”

Coco gasped and covered her mouth. “Then... you have to give me up!” She exclaimed, standing up. “No one’s going to die because of me!”

Vapor thought for a moment before motioning for the white mare to join her.

Soarin heard his radio crackle before Vapor’s voice came through. “Soarin? I’m going to try something. You get ready to receive Coco.”

Soarin went wide-eyed and grabbed his own radio, holding the talk button. “Are you sure you know what you’re doing?”

“Yes,” Vapor replied. “Now tell me where Fray is in relation to Coco’s room.

“Who you talking to?!” Fray yelled out, seeing Soarin using his shoulder radio. “Try anything funny and this mare gets a bullet to the head!”

“If you kill her,” Soarin yelled back. “You won’t have protection anymore!”

“There are other rooms in this hallway!” Fray pointed out. “How many will I have I have to kill before you give up Coco?!”

"Now," Soarin whispered.

There was a gunshot, making Fray jump and duck behind her hostage. Just then, the door to Coco's room burst open as Vapor dove to the floor, shooting the hostage in the leg. The mare let out a yell of pain as she dropped to the floor. Fray growled and ducked back in the room, avoiding gunfire as Vapor shot at her.

"Go," Vapor urged as Coco left the room and ran down the hall towards Soarin. She then crawled towards the injured mare, firing a shot at the door where Fray was. "I got her covered."

Fray growled deeply and slammed the door with her fist. "Fuck!" She then looked over at the window in the apartment. "You're not the only one, fucker," she hissed, walking towards the window.

When Vapor got to the downed mare, she pulled out her radio again. "Civilian down at the Sunrise Hotel. Officer in pursuit of suspect."

Midnight's voice then came over the radio. "No need for formalities. Specifics are more important."

"Oh..." Vapor muttered. "Fray showed up and is after Coco. Soarin has Coco and I have Fray pinned down in a room."

Soarin helped Coco into his car and slid into the driver's seat. Putting the car in drive, he took off as Fray jumped through the window of the room she was in. When she hit the ground, she rolled into a kneeling position and fired her guns at the stallion.

"Had her pinned down... She's currently in pursuit of Soarin and Coco."

"Shit..." Midnight sighed. "Uh... We'll send an ambulance for the civilian. Stay with her and I'll contact Soarin."

Vapor nodded. "Yes, ma'am."

Fray hopped in her own car and sped off after Soarin, letting out a low growl as she rubbed her right shoulder. When Soarin was directly in front of her, she hit the gas and sped up, bumping the back of his car.

"Shit," the cop said as he looked in the rear view mirror. "Fray's here."

"She doesn't give up, does she?" Coco asked softly, looking really frightened.

Soarin eyed her and blew a red light as he turned right at the intersection. "Don't worry... I'm not going to let her get you."

Vapor placed her hands over the wound on the injured mare's leg. "Just applying pressure. Luckily, it went all the way through."

"Th-Thank you," the mare whimpered, sniffling.

Vapor gave her a smile. "Of course."

"Soarin?" Came Midnight Strike's voice over the car radio.

The stallion picked up. "Yeah?"

"Vapor mentioned Fray is after you?" The assistant Chief asked.

Soarin nodded. "Yeah," he repeated. "What do you have on her?"

"Uh, it's not good..." Midnight muttered. "She used to be a member of the Darkness Eternal; a clan of extremely skilled assassins who worship Nightmare Moon and use shadows to their advantage."

"And, I'm guessing she was kicked out for being a failure?" Soarin asked with a light chuckle. "I've heard this story a thousand times."

"Um..." The assistant Chief muttered, before letting out a sigh. "Actually, she quit because she was, according to her, too good for them. Apparently, she was known for never giving up and always getting her target. She never took no for an answer and always went to extreme measures, if needed, to ensure the success of her mission."

Soarin closed his eyes for a moment and sighed. "So, we're fucked then..."

"Yeah..." Midnight replied. "Soarin, I suggest you drive faster."

The stallion nodded. "See ya later." Putting the radio away, he slammed on the gas and took off.

"I-Is this really the best idea?!" Coco yelled, clinging to her seat. "Just let her take me!"

Soarin looked over at her in disbelief before watching the road again. “I’m not just going to hand you over.”

“I don’t think they want to hurt me,” Coco urged. “I think they want...”

“I know what they want,” Soarin said as he swerved to the side to avoid another bump from Fray. “I saw what Dusk did to you.”

Coco blushed and kept her eyes down, remembering the kiss.

Fray let out a sigh and positioned the gas pedal where she wanted it before hitting a button on the steering wheel to lock it in place. Rolling down the window, she leaned out and pulled her gun. With her right hand on the wheel, she swerved around cars before lining up her shot with Soarin‘s back left tire. When she had it, she fired.

Soarin let out a gasp as he felt and heard the tire pop. The car swerved to the right, mounted the curb, and slammed into the side of a brick building. The airbags hit them both in the face as they coughed heavily. Soarin looked over to see Fray's car drive a ways before it stopped. "Shit, come on," he said, pushing the deflated airbag out of the way. "We have to get out."

"Just... let her..." Coco coughed.

Soarin sighed and undid her seatbelt. "Just come on," he said, opening his door and sliding out. He then held out his hand.

Coco eyed him, let out a cough, and took his hand. As she was pulled out of the car, Fray was pulling up in her car. Soarin pulled out his gun and fired at the vehicle while he helped the white mare into the alley.

When the two had made it inside, Fray opened her car door and chuckled. “It seems no one knows the city like I do...” she cooed to herself, closing her door and walking over to the alley entrance. “That’s a dead end, fucker!” She called out.

Getting to the end of the alley, Soarin looked around for a door into the building. There was nothing. No back doors and no ladders. There was a spot on the floor that looked like a hole was once there. Probably for an entrance into the sewers.

“Uh, maybe that’s weak enough,” Soarin said as he pointed at the filled-in hole. “a-and we can break through it.”

“Soarin!” Coco yelled. “Stop. You know what has to be done.”

The stallion looked at her and said nothing. Taking a couple breaths to calm down, he let out a sigh. “Are you sure?”

Coco nodded. “Trust me.”

In her car, Fray was parked beside the sidewalk and staring at the alley, phone in her hand. "Yeah, I have them trapped in an alley with no way out," she explained. "They can either starve to death in there or come out to me. I'm more than willing to wait." She then noticed Coco stepping out, looking around for the black mare's car. "We have movement. See ya soon." She then hung up and left her car, pulling out her gun.

Coco looked at where Fray was originally parked, not seeing her. Noticing movement in her peripherals, she looked to her right to see Fray walking towards her. "W-W-Wait," she stammered, holding her hands out in defense. "I-I'm giving myself up!"

Fray stopped in front of her just as Soarin arrived at the alley's entrance. The black mare quickly aimed her gun at him, making him take a step back. "This true?" She asked. "She surrendering? And, you're letting her?"

Soarin hesitated, looking at Coco. The white mare gave him a nod. "Yeah... Yeah, she's yours..." he said, defeated.

Fray smiled and looked at Coco again. "Come on, then," she said, backing up towards her car. "Get in the front passenger seat. Now." The scared mare eyed Soarin before walking past the black mare to her car, getting in as directed. Fray watched her with a grin, eyeing her butt, before returning her attention to the stallion. "As for you--"

"You have what you want," Soarin sighed. "Do you really want do this?"

Fray looked puzzled and tilted her head. "Huh? I was just gonna say that... if I see you again... I'll kill you. Now, go."

The stallion hesitated, taking a deep breath as he looked over at Coco. He then turned and started walking back to his car. "Fuck..."

Fray holstered her gun and headed back to her own car, climbing in the driver's seat. "Now, that that's over..." she said, looking at Coco. "we can head back to base..." she cooed, patting the mare's leg before driving away.

Watching her leave, Soarin pulled out his car radio, testing to see if it still worked. It did. "Vapor. Vapor, come in."

It took a few seconds before he got an answer. "Soarin? What happened? Is Coco safe?"

The stallion sat down with a sigh. "She, uh... turned herself in to Fray. Dusk has her now and my car is... broken."

"Oh, no..." the cadet muttered. "Um... What's next?"

Soarin hesitated for a moment before sighing deeply. "Come pick me up. There's someone we have to see. I just hope she's in a good mood..."

"Who are we going to see?" Vapor asked.

Soarin leaned his head back against his car. "Eris."

Eris’ Everything Emporium

Vapor and Soarin stood in front of a tall and long fancy-looking building with a sign on the roof. It depicted the aforementioned draconequus laying on her side, winking and smiling as her right hand was giving a thumbs up. The hand giving the thumbs up was a separate piece on a motor that made it rotate left and right. Her tail was also split into a couple pieces attached to motors and moving is If it were alive. She also appeared naked but no vagina or nipples were visible. Beneath the image were the words Eris’ Everything Emporium in fancy cursive lettering. It was a pretty elaborate sign.

“That’s some ego,” Vapor pointed out.

Soarin chuckled at that. “Don’t tell her that.”

“Is she really that dangerous?” The mare asked, worriedly.

“Eris is a neutral party,” Soarin explained. “She isn’t with us or Dusk. In fact, everyone’s too afraid to get on her bad side that no one’s tried to invade her territory. Even the cops look the other way when she makes someone disappear.”

Vapor gulped. “And, we’re just going to... walk in there?”

The stallion eyed her and then started crossing the street. “Just don’t piss her off,” he called back.

“Oh, boy...” Vapor muttered to herself as she ran to catch up.

Inside, the building appeared huge with what seemed like two floors full of everything one could want. Vapor looked around in awe at the gold pillars and fancy railings on the stairs. Decisive chandelier hung down and filled the building with a warm light.

“Wow...” Vapor said, captivated by what she saw.

“Pretty cool, right?” Asked Soarin. “Now where is that...” He trailed off when he heard a familiar voice.

“HEY!” yelled a commanding and intimidating female. “YOU BREAK THAT AND I’LL BREAK YOU!”

The yeller stepped into view, revealing her chaotic mishmash of animal parts. Her body seemed like a mare's, but had short, soft fur all over it. Her head was a goat, left arm was a bird claw, right was a lion's paw. Left leg was a deer's with hoof, right was a dragon foot with three toes with sharp nails. She had a dragon's tail, a left bird wing, a right bat wing, a left dragon horn, and a right deer antler. She also had silver hair that hung down past her left shoulder and to her cheek on the right side. It should make her look like a mess but she was actually quite attractive. Not to mention her bubbly D-cups were in full view. She didn't, however, seem to have nipples or a vagina. Which was good, because she had no clothes on.

"That's her?" Vapor asked with a blush.

"Yep," Soarin answered with a nod. "That's Eris."

The draconequus' ears flicked and she looked over at them. A wide smile appeared on her face as she dove forward and slithered through the air towards them. When in front of them, she hovered in a kneeling position and clapped her hands together. "Soarin of the Manehattan Police. And friend," she said, looking at the mare. "Also police?"

"Cadet Vapor Trail," Vapor replied with a light smile.

"Oh, she's blushing," Eris cooed teasingly, leaning forward to get closer as her tits dangled. "Did you tell her I like being naked?"

"H-How is it legal for you to be... like this?" Vapor asked, looking her over.

Eris chuckled and tilted backwards so she was in a sitting position, still hovering. "I hide my nipples and my love tunnel while in public," she explained. "Makes others more comfortable around me. However, I have no problem showing it all in private," she cooed, leaning back more and slightly spreading her legs for Vapor.

"Th-That's okay..." the shy pegasus muttered with a blush, before looking away.

Eris laughed and landed on her feet before putting her right arm around the mare. "Just teasing. No worries." Her tail slowly wrapped around Vapor's leg. "It's not like I plan on... doing anything..."

"U-Uh..." the cadet stammered, looking down at her leg. "Th-Then, what's your tail doing?"

"All you have to do is give the word, sweetie," Eris said with a wide smile. "And my tail goes all the way up..."

Vapor's face turned red as Soarin stepped up to her. "We have business we need to talk about, Eris. We need information."

The draconequus' devious smile turned to an interested smirk as she turned her attention to the stallion. "Let's talk in my office," she cooed, before she snapped her fingers. They then found themselves standing in her office at the back of the second floor of her shop. As she removed her tail from Vapor's leg, her nipples and vagina appeared. "Ooh..." she sighed, rubbing her dark brown nipples before reaching down to feel her pussy. "Glad to have these back," she said, before turning and walking to her desk. "So, what do you need?"

Vapor stayed silent, looking away from the nude female, as Soarin stepped up to the desk. "We lost someone," he said as Eris sat on the edge of her desk, looking over her left shoulder at him. "She was taken. By Dusk."

"Heh..." Eris scoffed. "You know I don't pick sides."

Soarin leaned in more, their faces inches apart. "I know you like deals. Something in return?"

The chaotic shopowner grinned, showing off one of her two fang-like teeth. "Mmm... You know I do... So, you want information... and, I want... you to fuck me. While she watches," she said, pointing at Vapor, who let out a loud gasp of embarrassment.

Soarin had a little blush, too. "Um... Can I talk to you in private for a sec?"

"Oh, alright..." Eris pouted, before looking at Vapor. "Once sec, sweet thing." With a snap of her fingers, Soarin found himself on Eris' bed with the draconequus above him. "So, what do you wanna say that you don't want that mare to hear?" She asked as her butt swayed a little.

"W-Well..." he stammered, finding this new position arousing. "Um... I sort of like that mare. And, I want our first time to be special... If we ever have a first time..."

"Ahhhhh..." Eris gasped, smiling as she understood. "Hmmm... So, you want that first time she sees your cock to be a special moment, yeah? Don't wanna waste it here?"

"Yeah, that's right," Soarin said with a smile.

Eris sighed and leaned in, nuzzling his left cheek. "So, you want me change my mind about our deal?"

The stallion nodded. "Something that doesn't involve her and me together."

"Well, that sounds like a favor," she whispered in his ear. "As you know, I never change my mind. So, to alter our deal... what can you offer?"

"W-Well, is there anything you want?" Soarin asked.

The draconequus grinned before they found themselves back in the other room. Soarin was by the desk again but Eris was behind Vapor. "As a matter of fact there is..." she cooed, placing her hands on Vapor's shoulders.

"Wh-Whoa!" The mare exclaimed, whipping around.

"What is it?" Soarin asked again, walking over to them. "What do you want?"

"You leave Vapor with me..." Eris began. "while you... travel to another dimension for me."

The stallion went wide-eyed. "What the fuck?"

"See, I can't," Eris continued. "There'll be another one of me in that world and balance must be maintained. So, I can't go. But, you can. And, there's an item in that world I want that you can get me."

"Again, what is it?" The officer asked, starting to become more curious and also a tad irritated.

"A piece of a timberwolf," Eris finally answered. "Doesn't matter how big."

"Wh... What's wrong with timberwolves in this world?" Soarin asked, confused.

Eris sighed and walked over to the window by her desk. "Magic is everywhere in that world. Seeping into every tree, rock, and other shit." She then turned to face her visitors. "Timberwolves are a great source to obtain this magic. Bring me a piece of one."

"Okay..." the stallion muttered. "How do I get back?"

The draconequus left the window and walked towards him, her hips swaying sensually. "Take this," she said, holding up her empty lion paw. She then waved her bird talon in front of it and a pendant formed, like a magic trick. "Pretty, right?"

Soarin reached out and took it, looking it over. It was a purple crystal with a green energy inside. "How do I use it?"

"Oh, you ask the obvious questions," Eris sighed, walking up to Vapor. "It's sort of boring." Vapor said nothing. She just tried not to stare at the chaos creature's breasts. "Just crack the crystal and it'll send you back. Feel free to use it when you're in danger. But, if you don't have what I want, then the deal's off."

Soarin let out a grunt of annoyance before inhaling deeply. "Fine, I'll do it, dammit. Just send me so I can get it over with."

Eris chuckled and tilted her head. "As you wish, big boy," she cooed, waving her paw. As she did, the stallion faded away. She then looked at Vapor. "Now, it's just you and me, cutie."

The mare blushed hard and hugged herself tightly.

Soarin found himself in a vast, dense forest with no buildings in sight. "What the hell?" He asked, looking around, before pulling out his gun.

Eris stepped up to Vapor with a smile. "Shall we get to know each other while your stallion's away?" Without waiting for a response, she pulled the mare to the side as they dropped onto a couch.

"Wh-Where'd this couch come fro--" Vapor started to ask, before remembering who she was with. "Oh."

Eris turned to face her, her talon hand rubbing the mare's belly. "I'm sure you're very curious about me, aren't you? Probably wondering how soft my body is, or... how my scales feel?" She then sighed contently as she moved her talon to Vapor's right cheek, making the mare look her in the eyes. "You want to feel me, don't you?"

Vapor blushed hard. "N-No, I... I actually think I... am interested in someone..."

"Hmm?" Eris asked, before gasping. "Oh, no shit. Soarin?"

The mare went wide-eyed. "How'd you--"

"Because, he told me he likes you," the amalgamation replied. "Oh, this is juicy..."

"Please, don't tell--" Vapor was cut off when Eris put a talon on her lips to silence her.

"You know how I operate," the shop owner cooed, leaning in close. "For my silence... I want you to explore my body."

Vapor's face couldn't be any more red or sweaty as she felt like her head was about to explode. "Wh-Wh... Wh-Wh-What?"

Eris let out a giggle. "I love it when someone explores my amazing body for the first time. Now, feel away." When she noticed the mare wasn't moving, she frowned. "Feel me up, or I tell lover boy."

The pegasus gulped and reached over with her right hand, placing it on the draconequus' belly. "O-Oh, wow, it's... so soft..." she said, feeling all over.

"That's it..." Eris cooed. "Enjoy. Get closer if you want. My body is yours right now."

Vapor eyed her before leaning in and nuzzling her cheek against Eris' shoulder. "I-I have to say, I... I like how soft you are."

"I bet..." the furry creature hummed. "But, I bet you're also wondering... how my breasts feel..." Vapor looked up at her with a blush. "Go on, sweetie. Feel them. And, if you want a surprise... suck on the nipple."

The mare pulled her head away to look Eris in the eyes, before looking down at the breasts. "Um... O-Okay..." she muttered, scooting back on the couch so she could lean in close to the bubbly tits. Biting her lip, she leaned in and rested her cheek on the left breast, sighing at how soft it was. "Oh, this is nice, too..." she said softly, before turning her head and wrapping her lips around the nipple. When she sucked, her eyes went wide and she pulled back. "Is that... chocolate milk?"

Eris giggled and grabbed Vapor by the shoulders and pinned her on her back. "Do you like chocolate milk?"

The pegasus blushed and gasped at the sudden position change, before nodding. "Y-Yeah..."

"Then, have more," Eris said as she crawled up a little so her tits dangled on the mare's face. When she felt the mare's hands on her breasts and her lips on her left nipple, she moaned happily. "That's it... Milk me like a fucking cow!"

Soarin continued to make his way through the leaves and branches of the forest. He soon heard a voice approaching that sounded quite intimidating, so he ducked behind a nearby tree with a thick trunk.

“Fable?!” The voice called out. “Where the fuck are you?!”

Soarin peaked around the trunk to see a dark purple mare with a red star tattooed over her right eye. She was completely naked and, when she turned around, Soarin saw that she had purple glowing stones embedded in her back tracing her spine.

Before Soarin could react, someone grabbed him from behind and pulled him into a nearby ditch, covering his mouth.

“Shh...” The white unicorn male hushed. “Soarin?” He asked in a whisper. “Why are you here and what are you wearing?”

The pegasus backed up and looked at where the purple mare was. “I’m from another dimension. I was sent here to find something for a very dangerous individual.”

“U-Uh...” the unicorn stammered. “What exactly are you looking for?”

A couple growls quickly approached as two Timberwolves ran up to the purple mare, a brown earth pony mare following close behind. She was also naked and had orange glowing rock fragments embedded in her back. “Apologies, Rune. Wolves lost the scent at the river.”

“Dammit, Fable!” Rune yelled, before kicking one of the Timberwolves. “You mutts couldn’t even kill one bitch and her fucking baby?!”

The stallion beside Soarin gasped. “They’re alive?”

“Continue searching!” Rune growled. “And, keep an eye out for Shining Armor. I want him to watch as I pluck the wings from his child.” Fable nodded with a smirk and started to leave before Rune spoke again. “And tell Rebel I need to see her.”

Once the orange mare and her wolf pets were gone, Rune sat down against a tree and started to slowly finer herself.

Soarin stared for a moment before looking at Shining. “When she kicked the wolf, a piece broke off,” he whispered. “If I can get it, I can go home.”

“And, if she sees you, you’re dead,” Shining replied, also in a whisper. “Her magic is too powerful.”

Soarin returned his gaze to the masturbating mare, who seemed really into what she was doing. The stallion laid on his belly and began to crawl through the grass.

“What are you doing?!” Shining called in a hushed voice, stifling his yell.

Soarin didn’t look back. He just kept crawling towards where the wolves were. It wasn’t long before another naked mare appeared, her wings flapping as she littered herself by Rune. This one was midnight blue with red rock fragments in her back. She lowered herself into the purple mare before they started making out.

Soarin had to force himself to look away. He was almost there. When he felt it on his hand, he grabbed it. As he rolled into his back to reach in his pocket, he caused a twig to snap. He stopped immediately whereas the two nude mares slowly stopped kissing and looked over.

“Someone’s spying on us,” Rebel cooed.

Rune chuckled. I hope they enjoyed it,” she said as they both stood up. “It’ll be the last thing they’ll ever see.”

Soarin quickly reached his hand into his pocket and pulled out the purple crystal. Cracking the crystal, he quickly stood up and fired at the mares. Rune growled and put up a shield, blocking the bullets.

Before Rune or Rebel could attack, Soarin disappeared. Rune took the shield down with an angry yell. Rebel sighed and walked up behind her.

“Now, that he’s gone...” The pegasus said as she reached around to grab Rune’s E-cups. “Let me finish helping you relax.”

Rune inhaled deeply through her nose before nodding. “Okay...”

Eris was on her back now, Vapor on top and still sucking away on the draconequus' nipples. “I’m getting worried about Soarin...” the mare said softly, before moving to the other nipple and sucking it.

“Oh, don’t worry about him...” Eris moaned, her tail wrapping around the mare. “He’s fine...”

Vapor let the nipple plop from her mouth as she swallowed, some chocolate milk running down her chin. “How do you know?”

“Because,” Eris began as she pulled Vapor close so they were face to face. “if he died, the pendant I gave him would return to me. And, I don’t have it yet.” She then leaned in to lick the milk from Vapor’s chin, making the pegasus shudder at the feeling. “Oh, how I would love to lick all over your body...” She whispered into Vapor’s ear, making the cadet shudder as she felt the draconequus’ hands near the bottom of her shirt. “Why not take off your shirt? I’ll show you the same kindness you showed me...”

Vapor stared at her, surprisingly aroused. “U-Uh... Okay,” she replied, about to lift her arms up when there was a light poofing noise.

“Damn,” Eris groaned as Vapor sat up with a huge blush.

“Soarin!” Vapor exclaimed in shock, joy, and embarrassment. “She was just...”

“Letting you taste her chocolate milk?” Soarin asked with a chuckle before holding up the timberwolf piece. “Got it,” he said, making Eris gasp happily.

Quickly zipping off the couch, making Vapor hit the cushion with a light grunt, Eris stood in front of the stallion and took the wood. “Oh, this is perfect!” She cheered, pulling Soarin into a deep kiss, her snake tongue pushing its way into his mouth.

He let out a startled gasp at the sudden kiss, which only lasted about 2 seconds. When the draconequus pulled away, he cleared his throat. “So... What the fuck was that?!"

Eris tilted her head. "What the fuck was what?"

"Wherever I just went!" Soarin yelled. "I almost died from some psycho mare named, uh... Rune, or whatever."

"Rune?" Asked Eris. "Interesting. Anyone else there?"

"Aside from Shining Armor, there was, uh..." Soarin said, thinking back. "Rebel and... Fable?"

Eris chuckled and turned to head to her desk. "Amazing you're still alive."

"Whatever..." The stallion sighed, crossing his arms. "The information now?”

Eris stopped at her desk and set the timberwolf fragment down. “Information?” She asked, before turning to face the two ponies. “The reward for this is I change I mind, remember? About the conditions of our original deal. You still haven’t given me something I want in exchange for the info.”

Vapor let out a soft gasp. “You’re evil.”

Eris chuckled at that. “No, dear... chaotic neutral.”

“Then, What do you want now?” Soarin asked in an irritated tone.

Eris grinned. “Vapor and me. Bedroom.”

The cadet blushed hard at that. “Wh-What?”

The draconequus looked over at her with a wink. “I just wanna finish our fun. You were about to show me your tits and if anyone's doing the teasing... it's me.”

“Uhhhh...” Vapor muttered. “O-Okay...”

"What? Really?" Soarin asked, surprised by the mare's willingness.

"Well..." Vapor said softly, hugging herself. "I mean, she doesn't seem... evil. She just wants some fun, right? And, we need to know where Dusk is."

"Keep in mind," Eris cooed, holding up a talon. "should Dusk flight come to me to seek revenge on you, I shall help her. As I am on no sides."

"Of course..." Soarin sighs, before looking at Vapor. "You sure you still want to do this?"

The pegasus mare eyed him before walking up to the draconequus. "Um... I'm ready..."

Eris simply grinned.

Where’s Dusk Flight?

Coco sat in the passenger seat, hands on her legs as she tried her best not to look at Fray. The drive was silent as Fray had her elbow on the door and her cheek resting on her fist. She only drove with her right hand, looking either bored or irritated. Or perhaps both.

"You know you're a huge pain in the ass, right?" Fray asked, keeping her eyes on the road.

Coco eyed her briefly before looking away. "I'm sorry, I... I tried to stop him. But, he kept making me run away..."

Fray hesitated in silence for a moment. "Why would you so willingly give yourself up?"

The white mare held her hands together and rubbed her palms. "I guess I just sort of... trust Dusk."

The black mare chuckled. "Why, because she kissed you?"

"W-Well, uh..." Coco blushed. "Not just that. She also..."

"Holy shit," Fray chuckled again, this time actually looking over at her. "You think she likes you like that?"

The fashion designer shrugged and twiddled her thumbs. "I-I don't know... Why, does... does she like you?"

The black mare giggled and returned her eyes to the road. "Dusk picked me for her go-to fuck since... Well, let's just say not many would accept her. And, you are nothing but a pet to her. A plaything. And, if I ask her nicely... my plaything, as well."

"Why wouldn't anyone accept her?" Coco asked thoughtfully. "You do."

Fray's grip on the wheel visibly tightened. "I do, yes..." she replied, sounding agitated. Coco noticed the mare's left foot was rapidly tapping the floor.

Eris poofed herself and Vapor onto the draconequus’ bed, with the discordant creature on top. “Welcome to my room, my sweet little Vapor,” Eris cooed as she ran a talon down the mare’s cleavage. “Now, let’s resume, shall we?”

Vapor smiled lightly and went to sit up, causing Eyes to get into a kneeling position. The pegasus then began removing her top to expose her bra-covered D-cups. As she did, she could feel the eyes of the draconequus upon her. Blushing hard, she tossed her shirt aside.

“They’re about as big as mine,” Eris said, before she moved her hands to the pegasus’ butt and pushed her muzzle between the white tits. “Mmm... So warm in here.”

Vapor smiled and held Eris’ head against her boobs before jiggling them. The shop owner chuckled and let the mare smack her face around with her tits before pulling away.

“Oh, you’re a fun one,” the draconequus cooed with a smirk.

“Anything to help in the search for Coco,” Vapor replied. “A-And, also, you’re kinda fun, too.”

Eris smiled widely. “That’s the spirit!” She growled playfully, before tackling the mare to the bed.

Fray pulled up to their gang’s hidden hideout and parked the car. Getting out, she walked over to Coco’s side and opened her door.

“Get out,” The black mare ordered.

Coco looked up at her and did as told, her captor closing the door as soon as she was out. Fray then took her by the arm and led her to the building. Stumbling along, Coco managed to keep up as she was led through a buildings back door and down a flight of stairs. At the bottom was a hallway with a flickering ceiling light that gave off a light hum. They turned down another hall before stopping at a door with “DUSK’S ROOM” spray-painted in big red letters.

“Wait here,” Fray said as she opened the door. “Don’t come in till we call you.” With that, she disappeared inside the room and closed the door.

Without anything to keep her occupied, Coco sat down against the wall, staring at the door. A ton of things were going through her mind right now, like what her fate was and whether or not she’d be rescued.

Soarin was laying on his back on the couch back in Eris' office. He hated the fact there wasn't any door that led to the bedroom. It seemed Eris liked to keep one room private so no one can disturb her. Letting out a sigh, he was beginning to think they forgot about him. When he sat up, he was greeted by a puff of pink smoke as Eris and Vapor reappeared by the draconequus' desk. The pegasus was fully dressed while Eris remained nude.

"Good, you're back," the stallion said as he got up. "So, the deal?"

"So, professional," Eris pouted, keeping her eyes on the mare who giggled at her joke. "But, yes. The deal." She then turned to Soarin and pointed. "Somewhere northwest of my shop. Better hurry, though. Coco's at Dusk's hideout right now."

Soarin's eyes narrowed. "That's it? Somewhere northwest?"

"I'm sure the cops will figure it out," Eris chuckled. "You're a clever bunch. Now, if that's all, I do have a business to run."

The stallion kept glaring at the draconequus. "I'm gonna need something a little more..."

"Bye!" Eris sang, snapping her fingers.

Both the mare and stallion were engulfed in pink smoke before they found themselves outside the shop's front door.

"Dammit!" Soarin yelled, stomping his foot down. He then sighed deeply and closed his eyes. "At least... we have... a location."

"Northwest," Vapor repeated, patting him on the back. "Better than nothing."

"It's only slightly helpful since we know Dusk wouldn't take Coco into the Daemon sisters' territory."

"Well, come on," Vapor said with a smile. "Let's get walkin'."

Soarin smiled and walked after her. "Lemme make a phone call."

Coco was starting to get really bored as she just sat there in the hallway. Did they forget about her? The mare let out a sigh and stood up. One peek couldn’t hurt, right? Slowly approaching the door, Coco tried the doorknob. It was open. Peeking inside, she saw both mares naked on the bed. Kissing and moaning could be heard.

Before Coco could back away, Fray rolled off her boss to lay beside her, exposing the dark blue mare’s flaccid, wet cock. Coco went wide-eyed as she stared. Hearing voices nearby, she looked down the hall as two stallions past by. After making sure they didn’t see her, she returned her gaze to the door. She let out a gasp when she came face-to-face with Fray.

Before Coco could react, the black mare opened the door and grabbed the mare’s arm. Start pulling her in and slamming the door closed, Fray shoved Coco into the bed. The fashion designer placed her hands on the sheets to stabilize herself before her eyes fell on Dusk. The dark blue mare had her legs crossed to hide her rod, no looking too happy.

“What should we do with the perv?” Fray asked, before slapping Coco’s ass hard and making the mare gasp. “Shall I punish her?”

Dusk’s eyes locked onto Coco’s before a grin spread across her face. “Give her... a proper spanking.”

Fray smirked as Coco’s face turned beet red. The black mare then grabbed the mare’s pants and pulled them down. Coco gasped sharply and looked over her shoulder before her panties were yanked down, exposing her marehood and tight anus. When the shy earth pony was about to stand up to cover herself, Fray placed a hand on her back and forced her to stay bent over.

“Time to take your punishment,” the black mare cooed as she pulled her other hand back.

Without warning, she slapped the bare ass hard, making the cheeks ripple slightly as the mare they belonged to squeaked. Fray kept slapping, alternating between the left and right cheeks, until the white rump was nice and red. She then gripped and squeezed the right cheek, making Coco wine in discomfort.

“Enough torturing the poor thing,” Dusk cooed teasingly. “Let’s give her a chance at an apology.”

Coco lifted her head up to look at the blue mare, tears in her eyes. “Wh-What can I do?”

Dusk looked at Fray and patted the spot on the bed next to her. The black mare smiled and climbed up onto the bed, laying down on Dusk’s left before rubbing the pegasus’ belly. “Make me cum,” the blue mare said with a smirk as she ran a finger along the top of her shaft.

Coco gulped in nervousness before getting onto the bed. She was about to crawl between Dusk’s legs when a black foot was shoved in her face. She let out muffled grunt, too afraid to move.

“You gonna leave your shirt on?” Fray asked. “Or, are you gonna show us your tits?”

Coco blushed hard as the black foot lowered to the bed sheets. The fashionista eyed both mare’s chests and suddenly felt out of place being the only half-dressed mare in the room. Not wanting to anger them, she bit her lip as she worked her way out of her top. Even when her view was blocked by her shirt, she could feel their eyes on her body. Letting out a soft whimper, she tossed her shirt onto the floor.

"Come," Dusk cooed, motioning her over with a finger.

Coco eyed the blue mare's cock before crawling up to it. It seemed big from afar. Now, it seemed much bigger. Moving up to it, she was greeted with the smell of mare balls. Looking down at the sack, she inhaled softly. She found it to her liking and sniffed again. She then put her nose to the shaft and sniffed a third time.

"Come on," Fray groaned, pressing her foot to the cock and angling it at Coco. "Put it in your mouth, already."

The cream-colored earth pony gasped as the rod was pointed at her suddenly. After hearing Fray, she took a deep breath and nodded. Opening her mouth, she leaned forward and took the tip in her mouth. She closed her eyes and sucked on it like a lollipop, letting out a soft moan.

"Hey, Coco," she heard a mare whisper close by. She opened her eyes to see Fray laying across Dusk's legs, her face only inches away. "Do you know why ponies don't have a gag reflex?" Coco stared at her, unable to answer as she felt the blue cock twitch in her mouth. The black mare then put her hand on the back of the cream-colored mare's head. "Because ponies have long cocks." She then pulled Coco all the way onto the rod, her lips slapping Dusk's crotch.

Coco went wide-eyed as she felt the rod slide down her throat. She had to breathe rapidly in order to get air passed the thick dick, but she found it easier to breathe than she thought it would. Suddenly, she coughed up a wad of spit all over Dusk's crotch, her eyes watering.

Fray chuckled and rubbed the back of Coco's neck. "Good girl."

Midnight Strike ran into the police station's briefing room, phone to her ear. "You have her location?"

"Somewhat," Soarin replied, he and Vapor walking in the direction that Eris pointed them in. "We need viable locations northwest of Eris' shop."

"Eris?" Midnight asked, concerned. "Are you crazy? She's insane."

"She likes me," Soarin chuckled. "Besides, when it comes to deals, she's trustworthy."

Midnight sighed and walked up a map on the wall. It depicted the city of Manehattan with gang locations marked off. There was a big red circle around Eris' with text that read STAY AWAY. "So, northwest of Eris' is the slums. She could be anywhere in there."

"Any abandoned buildings?" Soarin asked. "Any buildings not in use that aren't scheduled for demolition."

"Um..." the police chief muttered, looking around the map. “There’s a couple on 3rd Street that the city’s been undecided on. Both have basements that could make a good hideout.”

“Alright, we’re on it,” Soarin replied with a smile.

“Don’t forget to call for backup,” Midnight reminded him. “If you find the Nightcrawlers’ hideout, give me a call. It’s too dangerous on your own.”

The stallion chuckled. “I really wasn’t planning on dying today. Just wait for my call.” Soarin then hung up and looked at Vapor. “Looks like we’re going to 3rd Street.”

The Manehattan Project

Soarin and Vapor moved down the sidewalk towards the rundown 3rd Street buildings where Dusk could be hiding. Vapor quickly pushes Soarin up against a building a points up. Soarin looked and saw Fray on the roof of a nearby building. "That has to be it," Vapor whispered.

Soarin nodded. "Good eye," he said, pulling out his phone and sending a text.

Midnight didn't hesitate as she grabbed a large group of officers and raced towards the 3rd Street location. Upon arrival, she got out of her car and walked up to Soarin and Vapor while the other cops ran towards the building.

"You sure this is it?" Midnight asked.

Soarin nodded. "Eris pointed us this way and we saw Fray up on the roof."

The chief nodded before letting out a sigh. "You got some balls going to Eris." She then turned and ran towards the building. "You two keep watch out here!" She called back.

Soarin groaned and leaned up against the building. "Figures. We found the hideout and now we get stuck with grunt work."

Dusk put her phone away and looked at Coco, who was lying on a bed nearby. "They're storming the hideout this very second. How cute. They think they're going to save you," she cooed, letting out an evil chuckle before leaving the room.

Soarin and Vapor watch the group of cops enter the building before Vapor took a step forward. “Something feels off.”

“What are you talking about?” Soarin asked, watching her.

“This all seems a little too easy, doesn’t it?” Vapor asked as she turned to face him.

Midnight led her cops down to the basement where they entered a large room full of blueprints and schematics. “Search everything,” she ordered, before spotting a room off to the side. She left the others to go investigate. Inside the room was a monitor on table with a note on top.

"Fray was just waiting on the roof," Vapor continued. "She's been thorough up till now. Why so sloppy all of a sudden?”

Soarin watched her while she spoke before looking at the building and pulling out his gun. “You’re right. Something’s up.”

Midnight opened the note and read it: Gotcha! She went wide-eyed and turned to warn the others.

Soarin and Vapor began to move towards the building before a large explosion knocked them backwards. Both coughing, they looked up to see the supposed hideout up in flames. The stallion quickly scrambled to his feet and ran over.

“Midnight!” He yelled, stopping when the heat was too much. “Anyone?!” Vapor just stared in horror. “Shit!” Soarin yelled, dropping to his knees. In a fit of rage, he slammed his fist down on the pavement.

Dusk returned to Coco’s room with a smirk. “They’re all dead,” she sang.

Coco gasped and got off the bed. “Wh-What?! Soarin? Vapor?”

Dusk shook her head. “Unfortunately, they survived. But, this city now has a severe lack of law enforcement.”

“Enough games,” Trill said as she entered the room. “What’s this project of yours that’s so Important?”

“Precisely,” Shrill agreed as she joined her orange sister. “And, how will it save us from the repercussions of your actions?”

Dusk slowly spun around to face them. “Ever heard of a nuke?”

Shrill and Trill both eyed each other. “That’s supposed to be the mother of all bombs,” Trill answered. “I thought they scrapped that project years ago.”

“I found the plans,” Dusk cooed, walking up to them. “And, I built a small prototype. Should be big enough to level an entire city. And, with a help from unicorn magic, I can make it so there’s no fallout damage.”

“Why?” Shrill asked, crossing her arms.

“Because, who’s gonna mess with us if we set up bombs in every major city? We could own everything with this power. But, I can’t run everything by myself. That’s where you two come in.”

“Three may still not be enough,” Trill pointed out. “Equestria is pretty big.”

“I may have a fourth,” Dusk replied, leaning in. “Doesn’t mean we can’t recruit.” The two sisters eyed each other. “So, what do you think?”

“Ruling everything does sound rather nice,” Shrill moaned lightly as she ran her hands up her chest.

Trill nodded and looked at Dusk. “I say, we’re in. Now, shall we celebrate our partnership?”

Dusk nodded and wrapped her arms around then and held them close. “Yes, let’s.”

As the the mares began making out with each other, Coco fell back onto the bed. As she stared up at the ceiling, she let out a soft whimper.

Eris walked down one of the aisles in her shop before she spotted a couple kids putting their hands on the front windows. “Hey, you shits, I just cleaned those!” She yelled, summoning a tennis ball and throwing it at them. It hit one of them in the leg and caused them to run out of the shop chuckling. “Just wait until you’re eighteen!” Before the dots could close, Soarin burst through. “Oh, you’re back,” she greeted with a smile. “How did…”

She was cut off when the stallion punched her hard across the face. "You fuckin' knew, didn't you?!" He yelled as Vapor ran in after him. The stallion then grabbed Eris and shoved her into one of the shelves before holding her by the fur around her neck. "You fuckin' knew and now they're dead!"

"Hey, hey," Vapor gasped, running up to him. "Stop it!" When she tried to step in, Soarin pushed her back before throwing the draconequus to the floor. "Stop!" Vapor yelled again as she stepped between him and Eris. "Enough!"

"She let us send everyone into a trap!" Soarin continued yelling. Vapor knelt down to check on Eris. "Oh, she's fine," Soarin sighed. "She's the goddess of fucking chaos. She probably felt nothing."

"Then..." Vapor began, before seeing Eris smile.

"Why?" Soarin asked, leaning back against a shelf. "Because she wants something else. And, now, I have to do whatever she wants."

Eris chuckled and snapped her fingers, the three of them now in her office. "Smart. But, also very stupid," she cooed as she stood up with Vapor. "And, just for the record," she added as she stepped up to the stallion. "I did feel that." She whipped around and her tail knocked the stallion over. Soarin fell on his ass hard as Eris headed over to her desk. "I need a single strand of hair from your new friends."

"New friends?" Soarin asked, confused as hell. "What're you talking about?"

"Rune. Rebel. Fable," Eris listed. "Sound familiar?"

"Shit," Soarin groaned, rubbing his forehead. "Fuck."

"Shit-fuck, indeed," Eris grinned. "Do that for me, and we're even. However..."

The stallion lowered his hand. "However?"

"By body is off-limits to you now," Eris cooed as she ran her hands down her breasts to her waist. She then looked at Vapor. "But, you can still touch me, sweetie," she said, blowing the mare a kiss.

Vapor blushed before clearing her throat. "Should he prepare?"

"I have a message for Rune so she doesn't kill him," Eris explained. "But, that's it. Ready for the most dangerous mission of your life?" She asked with a smirk. "Or, would you like to go missing like everyone else who thought they could fuck with the downright sexy goddess of chaos?"

Soarin went over to a chair by Eris' desk and sat down. "If it's any consolation, I didn't know what Dusk had planned for your cop friends." This seemed to get the stallion's attention. "Also, she was where I sent you when you had me check."

Soarin nodded and then stood up. "Okay... Let's do this."

Later...

Soarin opened his eyes and found himself back in the forest he wound up in before. Looking around, he saw nothing but more and more trees. Wanting to get it over with, he decided to call out.

“Hey!” He yelled, before firing his gun in the air twice. “Now, I wait,” he sighed, finding a spot under a tree and sitting down.

His mind began to wander. Thoughts about recent events, and Vapor, began swirling around in his head. In a calmer state, he actually felt bad about beating up Eris. Holstering his gun, he leaned back against the trunk of the tree.

A few minutes passed before he heard distant crunches of branches and a voice. As the voice became clearer, it sounded like whoever it was coming from was talking to dogs. It also sounded eerily familiar. Soarin stood up and took a deep breath.

"Over here!" He called out.

The voice and noises stopped for a moment before they started getting louder. The second Soarin started to reconsider was a second too late as a brown earth pony mare with curly sandy brown hair that reached just below her shoulders stepped into view. She was wearing a black robe that only covered a portion of her C-cups and was holding two chains, each acting as a leash for two rather hungry-looking Timberwolves.

"Oh, shit," Soarin muttered.

The brown mare glared at him before a smirk spread across her face. "Time to feed, boys."

"W-Wait!" Soarin yelled. "Eris sent me!"

Fable's grip on the chains tightened before Soarin felt a hand on his left shoulder. Looking over, he saw Arcane smiling deviously at him. He felt like her gaze was piercing his very soul.

"If it isn't the little shit who shot at me," she cooed, her hand slowly sliding from the stallion's shoulder to his neck. "Tell me... why I should believe you."

"Y-You can read memories, right?" Soarin asked her. "I have a message for you from Eris."

The dark purple unicorn stared into his eyes before she grabbed both sides of his head. "Don't... move." Soarin slowly started to feel like his brain was on fire as the mare used her magic to peer into his memories. It hurt like nothing he ever felt before. Just when he thought his head was about to explode, the mare let go and he dropped to his knees. "A lock of our hair?" She asked, confused. "What the hell is the draconequus up to?"

"Doesn't matter," the brown mare reminded her. "Eris wants it. Did she say anything about giving us something in return?"

Arcane chuckled and eyed the stallion up and down. "That deal-making bitch can't pass up a good exchange, can she?" She then looked at the brown mare. "In exchange, Fable... Eris said we can have her pet here do one thing for us in return. One favor for each lock of hair."

Fable chuckled at that. "How interesting. Grim's gonna love this."

"That, she is," Arcane agreed, her attention returning to the stallion. "Now, about your weapon," she said, holding her hand out.

Soarin knew it was probably a good idea to hand it over. He grabbed his gun from the holster and held it by the barrel, before placing it in the mare's hand. "Good," the unicorn said, before looking it over. "I think I know what that favor will be." She then looked him in the eyes again. "And, about your disappearing act... Hand it over."

Soarin shook his head. "I don't think I should. It's my way back to Eris. I doubt she'd want you to..."

He was cut off when Arcane punched the tree, just narrowly missing the stallion's head. "I may have to let you return in one piece... but that doesn't mean I can't break you... and fix you... over and over again."

“Fair enough,” Soarin muttered as he reached into his pocket to pull out the crystal.

Arcane smiled and held out her hand. Hesitantly, Soarin placed it on her palm. The mare looked it over before backing up a few steps. "Come on, then. Come meet the rest of the family."

The Original Six, Part 1

Soarin was led to a tall tower with a large wooden double-door. Arcane used her magic to open them as Fable’s timberwolves followed closely behind the stallion. They crossed over a wooden bridge to get to the front doors. Soarin noticed chains attached to the bridge, implying it was a drawbridge and could be raised in the event of an attack. Around the tower was a deep moat, making it practically impossible to sneak in.

“So, anything we want, huh?” Rebel asked as she moved up beside the stallion. “That’ll be hard, seeing as how we rule everything.”

“I’m just here to collect what Eris wants and to uphold my end of the deal,” Soarin said as he eyed the wolves, who were drooling hungrily.

“I know exactly what he can do for us,” Arcane cooed as she led them inside the tower.

Inside, it seemed like the interior of a fancy mansion. This just probably had way more floors than a typical mansion seeing as how this was a tower. Before them was a staircase leading up, a large carpet on the floor, and hallways off to the side. Before Soarin was able to take more than five steps in, he heard another voice.

“Oh, who’s this?” A giggle voice echoed before a magenta mare with long pink hair landed in front of them. She only wore an open robe exposing her sleek body and H-cups. She also seemed to have blood splattered on her face. “A new playmate?”

“This one’s not for killing, Grim,” Arcane pointed out, booping the magenta mare on the nose. “However, feel free to ride him all you want.”

“Wait, sex?” Soarin asked. “In exchange for hair, you want me…”

“To fuck us, yes,” Rune interrupted, turning to face him. “Confused?” She asked, before letting out a chuckle. “Tell you what… You don’t ask why we simply want sex from you, and we won’t ask why Eris wants our hair.”

Soarin eyed the magenta mare before looking at Arcane. “Alright. Sounds fair.”

“Good,” the dark purple unicorn cooed, before shoving Soarin into Grim. “You can have him first.”

“Oh, fun,” Grim giggled as the stallion bounced off her tits. She quickly grabbed him by the shirt collar and pulled him towards the stairs.

Grim pushed Soarin onto her bed and threw her robe off. “I really hope you’re packing because I need my pussy stretched out as much as possible.”

“Um, I’m… pretty big,” the stallion assured her, hoping he was big enough. He didn’t take into account the fact that these mares were probably hardcore in bed. He was really starting to wish he had popped the question to Vapor. Now, he might get fucked to death by these psychotic mares.

Grim threw her robe off and jumped on the stallion, pinning him down. “Why don’t I be the judge of that?” She cooed deviously as she reached down to undo his pants.

Soarin let his hands wander to the mare’s butt, only to make the mare sit up with a giggle. “If you’re gonna feel me up,” she began, taking the stallion’s arms and bringing his hand to her large H-cups. “start here,” she moaned as Soarin gripped the mounds tightly with a blush.

Eris' Everything Emporium

Vapor walked up to Eris, who was seated at her desk and staring up at the ceiling. “Are you okay?”

Eris eyed her before smiling lightly. “How sweet, you’re worried about me.”

“Well, you were punched in the face pretty hard,” Vapor pointed out.

The draconequus sighed and leaned back in her chair. “I admit, it hurt. Emotionally, that is.”

“Emotionally?” The cop asked. “How so?”

“I thought Soarin and I had an understanding,” Eris explained. “He’s never called me a liar before.”

“A lot’s happened,” Vapor said with a smile. “I just hope he gets back soon. Who knows what Dusk is up to?”

Original Six's Tower

Grim slammed her hips down hard as she felt the seed enter her marehood. “Oh, yeah!” She moaned out as she pressed her hand against the stallion’s chest. She then let out a sigh and dropped.

Soarin rubbed her butt as the mare nuzzled his neck. “So…” Soarin started.

“You pass,” Grim cooed as she rolled onto her side and held up a strand of her hair. When the stallion reached for it, Grim pulled him into a kiss with a giggle. “You could forget that draconequus and stay with us. We’ll have fun like this all the time.”

Soarin chuckled and took the hair. “I don’t wanna piss off Eris any more than you do. Besides… evil and crazy really aren’t my type.”

A smirk slowly spread across Grim’s face. “Fair enough, stud. Now, you better get moving. We’re not exactly a patient bunch when it comes to sex.” Soarin gave her a forced smile before getting off the bed. “And, don’t worry about your clothes,” Grim added. “We’ll give them back once you’ve pleased all of us.”

Soarin eyed her before sighing. “Of course. Then, where am I going to store your hair?”

Grim tilted her head before chuckling. “Fine. I’ll give you a strand when you get your clothes back. Now, can you stop bitching and get a move on?”

The stallion nodded before leaving the room, the dark pink mare staring at his butt as he did.

Dusk Flight's Backup Hideout

Coco had a huge blush on her face as Shrill and Trill lay naked beside her and Dusk lay naked atop her. As the three mares rested, Coco heard the door open. Dusk lifted her head before sitting up. "Fray," the dark blue mare said, stretching her arms above her head before getting off the bed. "No one followed you?"

Fray shook her head. "No. No one."

"Good," Dusk chuckled, holding the mare by the waist.

Fray looked over at the two sisters, who were kissing Coco's reddening cheeks. "I see you got the sisters on board."

"Yes," Dusk cooed, looking over her shoulder. "What about the other one?"

The black mare shrugged. "I don't think we have to worry about her."

Dusk Flight smirked. "Well, she's incriminated now. She'd be a fool to turn on us now."

Original Six's Tower

Soarin entered Vanity Grace’s room and looked around. No one was here. He took a few steps towards the bed before turning to leave. He let out a startled grunt when Vanity pushed him back onto the bed.

“You weren’t planning on leaving without satisfying me, were you?” Vanity Asked as she disrobed.

When Soarin sat up, Vanity lifted her right foot and placed it on the stallion’s chest. “Of course not,” The stallion said as he gently rubbed the foot. “I just didn’t see you.”

“Well, here I am,” Vanity cooed as she rubbed her F-cups. She then lowered her foot to the stallion’s rod. “It’s big. Not bad. Are you aware how lucky you are?” She asked as she moved closer to stand over the stallion’s lap. “It’s not something very many get to do. And, even if they do, they aren’t walking away from this alive.”

“Then, I guess I’m lucky Eris sent me,” Soarin said with a nervous chuckle, before Vanity dropped onto his cock.

The unicorn smiled and began to move her hips up and down as Soarin held her waist for support. She wrapped her arms around his neck as her eyes practically pierced his soul. That seemed to be a feature shared by these six mares.

Eris' Everything Emporium

"Well, have Soarin call me when he's back," Vapor said as she turned to head for the door. "I need to go check in with the cops at the station. See if they need help."

She was stopped when Eris' arms wrapped around her. "Do you have to go?"

Vapor sighed and turned to face the draconequus. "Yes. It's my job. And, with the chief dead, we'll need all the help we can get."

Eris nodded. "Fine. I'm sure I'll see you again."

Vapor nodded. "You will," she said with a smile, before leaving.

Original Six's Tower

Soarin entered Callous Courtesy’s room. The mare was laying on the bed, waiting for him. “Um… Hey,” he greeted, walking closer.

The yellow mare rolled onto her back, her large G-cups rolling off her body. “Have you finally come to dump your seed inside of me?”

Soarin chuckled nervously and headed over to the bed. “Uh… Yes. Yes, I am.”

Callous kept her arms by her head as she let the stallion climb atop her. “No hesitation. Just put it in.”

“As you wish,” Soarin cooed, gripping his dick and pushing it in with a grunt.

As he moved his hips, Callous wrapped her arms around him and pulled him into a kiss. He went wide-eyed in shock but kissed back. He let his right hand slide to her left breast as they kissed. The mare didn’t seem to mind as she just moaned out at feeling the rod entering her pussy.

The Original Six, Part 2

Soarin left Callous' room and sighed heavily. "Three down. Three to go." He then continued down the hall to the next room and knocked.

"Come in," came a familiar voice.

Opening the door, he stepped in and saw Fable kneeling on her bed with a timberwolf on either side of the room. "Oh, it's you," the stallion said with a forced smile as he entered and closed the door. "The one with the wolves."

"Don't mind them," Fable assured him. "They won't attack unless I say so."

"I see," Soarin muttered as he approached the bed.

Fable slid off the bed and turned her back to the stallion. "I want something a little extra," she said as she looked over her shoulder.

"Extra?" Soarin asked, stepping up to her. "Like what?"

"I want it in the ass before you dump your load in my pussy," Fable said plainly as she bent over and stuck out her butt.

Soarin stared at the round, fit butt pointed at his crotch. "Um... You want me to go ass... then vag?"

Fable sighed in annoyance. "If you're gonna be a pussy about it, I'll clean your cock before you cum. Okay?"

The stallion shrugged and gripped his rod. "Fine by me," he muttered, before pushing in with a grunt.

Fable gripped the bed sheets and let out a grunt of her own each time the stallion pushed in. Soarin could feel the mare’s muscles clamp down and squeeze his shaft each time he went in, which made it even tighter when he pulled back. Soarin started to pick up speed, which caused his nuts to slap the mare’s butt.

“Holy shit,” he moaned.

Fable chuckled and looked over her shoulder at him. “You like it, stud? Nice and tight?”

Soarin nodded and kept up the pace.

Manehattan Police Station

Vapor made it back to the police station and looked around. When Thunderlane at the front desk saw her, he quickly stood up. "What the hell happened?" He asked, frantically. "What's going on out there?"

"We were set up," Vapor explained as she headed over to him. "Everyone that was sent is dead. Midnight included."

The stallion dropped down into his chair. "Shit." He shook his head and sighed. "Where's Soarin?"

"Doing an errand for Eris," the mare answered. "Is there anyone else?"

The cop nodded. "Some. Scattered about the city. They were all on patrol as normal, but..."

"They're in hiding?" Vapor asked.

"They're waiting," Thunderlane corrected. "For orders."

"Well, who's in charge now?" Vapor asked.

"Well, Chief Masquerade went with Midnight Strike," the cop replied. "No one's in charge right now."

"How could we let it get this far?" Vapor asked. "We're supposed to be protecting this city. Instead, we sent everyone into a bomb."

"This is definitely the worst shape I've ever seen this city in," the cop said as he stood up. "Any ideas?"

Vapor thought for a moment before nodding. "When Soarin gets back, we're going after Dusk."

"How the hell are you going to find her in this city?" Thunderlane asked.

Vapor smiled. "Eris. And, I don't think she'll let us down this time."

Original Six's Tower

Fable was now riding the stallion’s cock like she was on a wild horse. When she felt the stallion cum, she slammed her hips down with a chuckle. “Mmm… That’s it… Fill me up…”

Soarin sighed heavily as he was finally allowed to cum. “Oh, fuck,” he grunted.

Fable looked down, her curly, shoulder-length sandy-brown hair a mess and stuck to her sweaty skin. “Heh… That’s quite a lot,” she cooed in her creepily light voice. “How do you still have so much after already cumming three other times?”

Soarin shrugged. “I dunno. I’ve just… always had a lot.”

“Make sure you have enough for Arcane,” Fable warned. “Next door is Rebel’s room. Might wanna get a move on.” She then un-straddled Soarin’s lap and allowed the stallion to get up. “Feel free to come back,” Fable whispered sexily after him.

Soarin looked back but didn’t stop. He just gave her a forced smile and left to go see Rebel. As he walked to the next room, he rubbed his cock to try and simulate it early. When he got to the next door, it opened before he could knock.

“Took you long enough,” Rebel sighed, pulling him in and closing the door.

Dusk Flight's Backup Hideout

"Cops are broken," Fray said with a smile as she put her phone away.

Dusk eyed her with a smirk. "Of course they are." She then returned her attention to the door in front of her. "She's in there?"

Fray nodded. "Just as you asked."

"Good," the blue mare cooed, crossing her arms. "I think we'll let her sit and stew for a bit longer before we say hi."

Fray tilted her head in confusion. "Why torture her?" She asked. "Isn't she with us?"

Dusk Flight chuckled and turned from the door, heading down the hall. "We'll see. Now, let's use the city's confusionto our advantage and set things in motion. We aren't in control just yet."

Original Six's Tower

Soarin took a deep breath and entered the final room. Sitting on the edge of the bed was Rune, her legs crossed and naked body on display. Her toes spread and wiggled when the stallion entered.

“Oh, goody,” Rune cooed deviously. “My turn at last.”

Soarin hesitated before closing the door and walking over to her. “Hey,” he greeted with a wave. “Didn’t think we’d be doing this… especially after I shot at you.”

“Fate can be a funny thing,” Rune said as she uncrossed her legs, her rod dangling between her legs.

Soarin stared at the mare meat before looking at the mare. She was simply smiling at him. He knew what she wanted. Stepping closer, he got to his knees in front of the pole. He bit his lip before leaning in and giving Rune’s rod a kiss.

“That cock has killed everyone it’s fucked,” Arcane hummed. “All except for my girls. So, treat it well and you might come out unscathed.”

Soarin lifted the meat with both hands before wrapping his lips around the tip. Swallowing a few times, he moved further and further onto the rod. Arcane sighed happily and placed a hand on the back of his head. When Soarin began to move his mouth back and forth, he also finished the balls with his left hand.

“You sure know how to please a dick,” Arcane cooed. “Ever done this before?” Soarin shook his head before resuming. “I don’t believe that.”

Dusk Flight's Backup Hideout

Shrill and Trill stood on the rooftop, staring out at the city as the sounds of sirens filled the night air. "She sure knows how to send a message," Trill sighed.

"That she does, my dear Shrill," the purple mare cooed. "And, if what she says is true..."

"If what she says is true, then we'll have way more on our plate than before," the orange unicorn interrupted.

Shrill put an arm around her sister with a smile. "Having second thoughts?"

"No," Trill replied plainly. "Although, I wouldn't be against the idea of a double-cross."

"A backstabbing?" Shrill asked, clapping her hands together. "How wonderful. We could probably run things better than her, anyway."

"There's no denying she's formidable," Trill pointed out. "If we kill her, others will try for her position."

The purple mare chuckled and pinched her sister's cheek. "Then, we'll kill them, too," she cooed.

The orange unicorn gently knocked her sister's hand way. "Yes, we will. But, that would mean getting our hands dirty."

Shrill put an arm around the orange mare. "Don't worry. We'll think of something. We always do."

Trill nodded with a light smile, pushing her glasses up on her nose. "That we do, sister. That we do."

Original Six's Tower

Arcane led Soarin out of her room before turning to place her hand on his chest, stopping him in place. "Next time we meet, you better be under orders of Eris. Because, I am still royally pissed at you. Even if you are a good lay." She then turned and continued towards the stairs.

"What about my crystal?" Soarin asked, making the mare stop at the top of the stairs. "And, the hair Eris asked for."

Arcane eyed him before heading down the stairs. "Come."

Letting out a deep sigh, Soarin ran after her. At the bottom of the stairs, he found himself back by the front door. All the other five psychos were there, waiting for him. Arcane walked up to Rebel and held out her hand. The midnight blue mare dropped Soarin's crystal into the unicorn's hand. Arcane then went over to Soarin and stared at him.

"Grim," Arcane said plainly as the magenta mare walked up to Soarin and handed him his clothes. The unicorn then watched and waited as the stallion got dressed. Once her was, she held out her hand with the crystal in it.

Soarin eyed her and cautiously took back his way home. "And, the..." He was cut off when Arcane swirled her finger in the air, a single lock of hair from each mare leaving their head and gathering in front of her. She took the strands and held them out. "Ah," the stallion said, taking the hair. "Thanks."

Arcane then crossed her arms. "Better get a move on, stud. You don't want to make Eris wait too long, do you?"

"Right," Soarin muttered, backing away from the mares before turning and heading out the door. "That was easier than expected," he muttered to himself as he left.

Arcane waited for him to leave before looking at Vanity. "Were you able to make a copy?"

Vanity nodded. "Of course."

Arcane smiled and headed back up the stairs. "I want to see. Everything needs to be perfect for the plan to work."

Hitting The Armory

Author's Note

FUN FACT:
Silver Masquerade's sudden "off-screen" death in the previous happened because I could literally no longer find any reference material on her since adding her into the story back when I started this story. For some reason, her very existence has been Thanos-snapped into oblivion.

Hitting The Armory

Soarin reappeared back in Eris' office in a flash of light and looked around. "A-Am I back?"

Eris got up from her desk and walked over to him. "Yes. Do you have the hair?" The stallion held up the strands and the draconequus took them. "Wonderful. You didn't have to do anything too bad for these, I hope."

"They only wanted me to have sex with them," Soarin replied.

Eris froze up for a moment before eyeing him. "Huh... Well, we can worry about that later," she said plainly, heading back to her desk.

"Wait, what?" Soarin asked, not sure if her heard her correctly.

"Oh, uh... Vapor told me to tell you she went back to the station," Eris said, completely ignoring the stallion's confusion.

Soarin nodded and started making his way to the door. "So, we're... good?"

The draconequus eyed him before opening a drawer and putting the hair inside. She then pulled out a piece of paper and a pen and wrote something down. Taking the paper, she walked over to the stallion and sighed. "Here," she said, holding out the paper.

Soarin gave her a look of confusion and took it, reading it. "It's an address."

"Yes," Eris confirmed, crossing her arms. "It's where Dusk is now. And, you better hurry."

Soarin hesitated in thought before putting the paper in his pocket. "What about making a deal?"

Eris shook her head. "No favor this time. Dusk made me look like an idiot today. This bit of information is on the house."

Soarin smiled and opened the door. "I knew you had a heart."

The draconequus rolled her eyes and headed back towards her desk. "Don't let it get to your head."

The stallion watched her walk away before he left the room. "Thanks you," he said quickly, before closing the door.

Eris leaned back in her chair with a sigh and closed her eyes.

By the time he got outside, a cop car pulled up. The window rolled down and revealed Vapor in the driver's seat.

"You're back," she said with a smile.

Soarin nodded and got in the passenger seat. "Well... mission accomplished. And, Eris gave me an address but we need to get moving."

"We need to gather up the rest of the cops first," Vapor said, filling him in on what's happening. "They're scattered and waiting. But, both Masquerade and Midnight were both killed in the explosion."

"That would make Captain Wave Chill in charge," Soarin explained. "Where is he?"

Vapor shrugged. "Haven't heard anything. Could've also died in the explosion."

"Dammit," Soarin sighed, leaning back in his seat. "Is everyone gone?"

“Not everyone,” Vapor said before speeding off back to the police station.

Blaze, an orange mare with spiky orange hair, slammed the hood of the cop car closed with a groan. Smoke poured out of the car as she went around to sit down in the driver's seat. "Engine's shot."

High Winds, a light gray mare with cobalt blue hair, sat in the passenger seat. "What happened? Out of nowhere, our patrol went from normal to guns blazing!" They had backed their car up into an alley as High Winds firmly held her pistol aimed at the street. "Think there's more?"

Blaze shrugged and picked up the radio. "I have no idea," she sighed, pressing the button. "Shit. It's dead," she sighed, dropping the device. "Think this has something to do with that call earlier? The one about Dusk Flight?"

High Winds shook her head. "I hope not. 'Cause that would mean something bad happened."

"Well, something happened," Blaze said as she pulled out her gun and left the car. "This doesn't feel right."

"Do we just wait?" Winds asked. "Or, do we try and make it back to the station?"

Blaze went to the edge of the alley and looked both ways down the street. There was a couple cars on fire and the streets and sidewalks looked abandoned. "It's like the aftermath of a warzone. I don't think the streets are safe," she assessed as she headed back to the car. "I say we wait a little longer."

High Winds lowered her gun and leaned back in her seat. "This sucks."

Soarin and Vapor ran into the police station as Thunderlane stood up. “Armory. Now,” Soarin said as Thunderlane started fumbling with stuff on the desk.

“Got it,” he announced, holding up the keycard before following the other two. Getting to the armory, he swiped the card and the lock beeped.

“Alright, arm up,” Soarin ordered, stepping in and grabbing two pistols before holstering them.

Thunderlane picked up a combat shotgun as Vapor grabbed a machine pistol. After grabbing ammo for their guns, Soarin grabbed two duffel bags and started loading guns inside along with more ammo.

“We’re really doing this, huh?” Vapor asked.

Thunderlane nodded. “I just hope we can find other cops who are… you know… still alive.”

“We will,” Soarin said as he picked up the gun bags. “We have to.”

Soarin then carried the guns out to their car as Vapor followed. Thunderlane closed the door behind them and ran after them. Soarin opened the trunk and set one of the gun bags inside. He turned to Thunderlane and held out the second bag.

“We’ll split up,” Soarin said as the other cop accepted the bag. “Cover more ground that way.”

“Cool,” Thunderlane nodded. “But, what if I run into trouble?”

“Radio us,” Soarin replied as he zipped up the bag and closed the trunk. “If we haven’t found anyone, we’ll come help.”

Thunderlane nodded and took in a deep breath. “Okay,” he said, before turning and heading for one of the other cop cars.

Soarin watched him leave before heading around to the driver’s side and climbed in. Vapor took the passenger seat and let out a sigh.

“Here we go,” she said softly. “Off to start a war.”

“Dusk started the war,” the stallion corrected. “We’re just gonna finish it.”

Vapor looked over at him with a look of worry. “We could die.”

Soarin rested his right arm on the arm rest and looked at her. "We could. But, if we do nothing, a whole lot more could die."

Vapor nodded and smiled lightly. "Well, whatever happens... I'm glad I'm doing it with you."

Soarin smiled back and decided to just go for it. He went to lean in and was delighted when the mare leaned in, too. When their lips touched, they parted for a brief moment out of slight surprise, before going back to kissing. After a few more seconds, they parted as the mare blushed hard. Soarin smiled and patted her shoulder.

"Let's go save the city," he said, before speeding off.

Dusk let out a sigh and put her phone away. She was sitting topless in a chair while Coco gave her a shoulder massage. “Damn…”

Fray, who was leaning against the wall, stood up. “What is it now?”

Dusk crossed her arms. “Soarin and Vapor. They were seen heading from Eris’ to the police station. They just left with a bunch of guns.”

“They’re mounting an assault,” the black mare inferred.

“Most likely,” the midnight blue mare replied. “Though, I doubt they’ll be coming straight here.”

Fray took a couple steps forward. “The surviving cops. They’re gonna find them.”

“And, we need to kill them before that happens,” Dusk pointed out. “Get a bunch of teams together and search the city. I’ll talk to our friend.”

Fray nodded and headed for the door. “Right.”

“Uh, Fray?” Dusk said, getting the black mare’s attention. She then motioned for her to come over.

Fray smirked and left the door to walk over to Dusk. She then leaned in and kissed the mare on the lips. Both mares let out moans that made Coco blush hard. When they parted, Fray gave Dusk’s nose a playful lick before leaving.

Dusk watched her leave before leaning back in her chair. “Lower,” she ordered.

Coco looked down to see her fingers resting just above the blue tits. “Um, but…” She then let out a sigh of defeat and moved her hands lower to massage the breasts.

Dusk smiled and closed her eyes. “That’s it.”

Blaze and High Winds sat in their car before they heard the sound of an approaching engine. “Come on,” Blaze urged quietly as she got out of the car. High Winds followed her as they made their way behind the car, guns at the ready.

The approaching car pulled up to the alley as the window rolled down. “Are you okay?” Came an unfamiliar voice. “Do you need help?”

Blaze and High Winds eyed each other before High Winds spoke up. “We’re fine!”

“You don’t look fine,” the voice continued.

“Look, we can’t really trust anyone right now!” Blaze called out. “So, if you’re innocent, please leave! Otherwise, we’ll have to start shooting!”

Both mares waited to see what would happen. To their surprise, the window rolled up and the car drove away. Blaze and High Winds exchanged sharply and lowered their guns.

“This is insane,” Winds sighed.

“When we get out of this,” Blaze started.

“Night club?” Winds asked.

The orange mare nodded. “Night club.” Both mares shook on it before they heard another car approaching.

To The Bomb!

Misty Fly stood on the sidewalk as Soarin sat on the hood of his car. Vapor was beside him while the others were all gathered around, eyes on the lieutenant. "So," the mare in charge said as she looked at their band of nine, ten including her. "This is it. Ten of us against Dusk and her Nightcrawlers."

"No one's saying it won't be hard," Soarin said with a smile. "But, we're all the city has now. If we do nothing, Dusk wins."

"We don't even know what her plan is," Misty said matter-of-factly.

Before anyone could say anything, a zipper appeared in the air between the group and their lieutenant. It then moved down as it seemed to unzip the fabric of reality before Eris stepped out. "I suppose I could lend a hand, there."

"You," Misty said as she glared at the draconequus. "You could stop all this, if you wanted."

Eris smiled and turned to face her. "I would if I could. But, I can't, so I won't."

"What do you mean, you can't?" Wild Fire asked, taking a step forward. "Aren't you, like... a god, or something?"

"Goddess," Eris corrected, looking back at the mare. "And, I can't... because it breaks the laws of my kind. Gods of chaos can't do anything helpful or progressive. We're born for chaos and chaos alone. I cannot solve your problems, but I can give you some information regarding Dusk."

"Why would you help us for free?" Soarin asked. "I thought you already did me a favor."

Eris avoided looking at him. She just simply inhaled deeply. "Because Dusk has found a way to make a nuke. If she sets it off, this city will be obliterated. And, I quite like this place. It's my home."

"A nuke?!" Dusk gasped, eyes going wide. "Why the fuck does she have a nuke?!"

"Probably for leverage," Eris stated. "No one will go up against her if she has a nuke."

"Then, is going after her the best thing?" Lightning Streak asked. "What if she sets it off?"

"She isn't with the nuke," Eris explained. "She's still at her base at the address I gave Soarin. However, I feel that something else is going on. Something, I'm missing. I recommend being very careful. And, only trust your group here." Before anyone could say anything else, Eris snapped her fingers and vanished in a poof of pink smoke.

Misty groaned and rubbed her forehead. "At least we know what we're up against."

"I suggest we get a move on," Soarin said, sliding off the hood. "We'll plan on the way."

Misty nodded. "Right," she said, before heading towards the recruits. "Training's over, everyone. Grab a weapon and a vehicle and let's go kick some ass!"

Dusk burst through the door to her room, gun drawn. "Up," she ordered Coco, who was sitting on the bed in her underwear. "Get dressed. We're movin' out!"

Coco quickly scrambled to grab her clothes and get dressed. "Wh-Why? What's going on?"

"Your friends don't know how to die," Dusk explained, before the clothed mare walked up to her. "They're coming to stop me and save you." She then grabbed Coco's arm. "Come on."

Dusk led Coco by the arm into the garage and over to a large 18-wheeler. "Get in the back," she said as a bunch of Nightcrawlers gathered around her. "Alright, everyone! Showtime! Get me to the nuke before the cops!" All her gang went to their own cars as Dusk climbed into the driver's seat. Fray was waiting for her in the passenger's seat. She then grabbed her radio and pressed the button. "Is Coco aboard?"

"She is, ma'am," a stallion answered.

Smiling, she hung up the radio and started the engine. "It's go time," she cooed, making Fray grin. "You have your new shoes on?"

Fray nodded. "Of course."

Soarin and crew turned the corner at an intersection to see Dusk's truck pulling out of the garage. Around it and behind it were a ton of cars driven by her gang. One of the cars stood out from the other normal ones as it was solid black with tinted windows. Soarin grabbed his radio and held the button. "Here we go, everyone. Get your guns ready."

Shrill looked in the rear view window as Trill drove the car. “And, so it begins.” She picked up her phone and dialed. “Dusk. They’re here.”

Dusk hung up and grabbed her radio. “Attention, everyone! It would seem like our friends have shown up to the party! Give them a proper welcome, would ya?!”

Soarin noticed all of Dusk’s back-up slowing down. He and Vapor looked at each other before he held out his right hand. She took it firmly as they both smiled.

Angel Wings looked down at the gun in her hands. “Guys, I-I don’t know if I can…”

Wild Fire turned and gently grabbed her shoulder. “Just aim and shoot,” she instructed. “If you don’t, they’ll kill you. No hesitation, okay?”

Angel nodded quickly and exhaled sharply as she took the safety off on her gun.

“This is it,” High Winds said from the driver’s seat. “What we’ve been training for.”

“Bullshit,” Blaze said with a chuckle. “We’ve been training for bank robberies and hostage situations. Not, this.”

“Should we be worried?” Asked Meadow Flower from the back seat.

Lightning Streak nodded. “Of course. We’re gonna die.”

“With that attitude, yeah,” Blaze snapped as she held up her shotgun and cocked it. “Now, find your balls and let’s save the city.”

Misty pulled out her gun and revved up her motorcycle. “Come on,” she muttered, aiming for one of the tires.

Thunderlane looked over at her and took out his submachine gun. "Here we go," he muttered to himself.

Misty fired at the tire, causing the enemy vehicle to screech and swerve as the back doors of the van beside it opened up. When three Nightcrawlers stepped to the edge, each holding a machine gun, Thunderlane mowed them down with his submachine gun.

Speeding up, he made the bike fall on its side, being sure to stay on top of it and not fall off. With barely any hesitation, he leapt from the bike and reached for the van. His upper torso slammed against the floor of the van while his feet dragged on the pavement.

“Oh, this sucks,” he groaned.

Misty rolled her eyes and moved over to him. “On the count of three, jump!” She yelled, aiming her gun at the car in front of the van. “One!”

The car she had previously shot at slowed down a bit as the windows rolled down. A stallion emerged with a handgun. Misty sweetened to the right and ducked to avoid being hit.

“Two!” She continued, firing at the stallion. When the enemy ducked for cover back in the car, Misty was able to finish. “Three!”

She fired at the tire of the car, causing it to show down. The driver of the van slammed on the brakes and swerved to the right. At the same time, Thunderlane kicked up off the road and tumbled into the back of the van.

“Oh, thank shit,” he sighed.

“Oh, come on!” Lightning Streak groaned. “This is way too much.”

Blaze rolled her eyes as High Winds looked ahead. “I can see Dusk’s truck and that black sporty car with the tinted windows. There’s also about sixteen Nightcrawler vehicles between us and them.”

“But, they’re taking up both lanes, so that’s eight and eight,” Blaze added. “Only eight cars between us and them.”

“Wait,” Meadow Flower said as she looked out the windows. “Are we going north?”

“Maybe?” Blaze answered questioningly. “Why?”

“There’s a small island up north,” Meadow explained. “One used for an air base before they moved to Ponytropolis. The bridge there is long but it’s one lane both ways. So, if we don’t stop them before that…”

“We won’t be able to pass,” Blaze sighed with a nod.

Dusk looked into her side mirror to see the van in the back swerve. “Looks like they’re attacking the back.” Fray sighed and reached down to check her shoes. “Those the new ones?” Asked Dusk.

Fray nodded. “Figured they’d come in handy.”

“Here’s hoping they work,” The blue mare chuckled.

Fray smiled and grabbed the rifle beside her seat. She then put the strap around her shoulders and opened the door. Leaning out, she took hold of a small ladder attached to the side of the truck’s trailer. After leaving the cab, she kicked her door closed before climbing to the top.

When she placed her feet down on the roof, they magnetized to the trailer. Smiling, Fray began to walk to the end of the trailer before squatting down. Holding her rifle, she aimed down the sights. She found the car at the back swerving left and right. Behind it was Misty. Grinning, Fray cocked the gun before firing at the driver.

Misty let out a gasp at the gunshot before the car in front of her sharply veered to the left. It skidded a bit before the tires popped and sent it tumbling. Misty slammed on her brakes and veered to the right, only to collide with a mailbox. The bike came to a sudden stop and sent the mare tumbling into the sidewalk.

“Ah, fuck,” Misty groaned.

High Winds looked into the mirror to see Misty sit up. "She's okay. I think."

"We can't risk stopping," Blaze sighed, rubbing her forehead. "We can't let Dusk make it to the bomb."

The lieutenant let out a groan and slowly stumbled to her feet. She let out a groan as she cracked her back before she pulled out her phone. Opening up the map app, she checked for alternate routes before shakily running down a nearby alley.

“Sniper,” Soarin said with a sigh.

Vapor leaned forward and gasped. “It’s Fray.”

“At least she took out one of them, right?” Angel Wings asked with optimism.

Thunderlane stood up and found the driver staring at him in the rear view mirror. “Hey,” he said with a wave.

When the driver reached for his gun, Thunderlane ran over to him and slid while firing his gun upwards at the stallion. Blood sprayed the inside of the van before the driver fell limp. Thunderlane then quickly stood up and grabbed the wheel. Reaching over the corpse, he opened the door and pushed the body out. Sitting down in the seat, he closed the door and put his seatbelt on.

“Okay,” he muttered, using his knees to keep the steering wheel straight while he checked his ammo.

“Come in, douchebag,” the van’s radio crackled.

Thunderlane gasped and dropped his gun. “Shit,” he sighed, before grabbing the radio. “Douchebag, here. Is this Mega Bitch?”

There was a chuckle on the other end. “Cute. Do you really think you can stop me?”

“It doesn’t really matter if we think we can, or not,” Thunderlane explained. “We still have to try. And, if one or two or… all of us have to die to accomplish this, then… so be it.”

“Admirable,” Dusk sighed. “Shame I have to kill you.”

“Can I ask you one thing?” The stallion asked.

“What?” Dusk chuckled.

Thunderlane chuckled back. “Why are you called Dusk Flight. I don’t see wings.”

“Oh, that?” Dusk asked, before giggling. “I thought I could pull a fast one on Eris. As punishment, she took my wings.”

“Oh…” Thunderlane muttered. “That sucks.”

“Sure does,” Dusk cooed. “Now, enough chatter. You’re seven cars behind and that bridge is coming up fast. Better hurry.”

Thunderlane slammed on the gas and rammed into the car in front of him. The passenger leaned out and aimed his gun. “Shit,” Thunderlane muttered, ducking for cover as the Nightcrawler fired at him. The windshield shattered and fell onto the floor of the van.

Vapor gripped her gun and undid her seatbelt. “Get me close.”

Soarin looked at her, knowing what she wanted to do. “Be careful.”

The mare smiled and opened her door. Coming out and up, she hoisted herself up onto the roof. When the car hit a bump, she let out a yell as she rolled down the windshield and onto the hood. Soarin quickly turned on the wipers, giving Vapor something to grab hold of.

“She’s wild,” Angel said in awe.

Wild Fire crossed her arms. “She’s crazy.”

Soarin chuckled at their reactions. “She’s awesome.”

He sped up as Vapor eyed the car in front of them. As they got close, the Nightcrawler passenger rolled down the window and leaned out, aiming his gun at the pegasus. When he fired, Vapor gasped and ducked, the bullet cracking the windshield. Soarin rolled down his window and reached his gun out, firing at him. The passenger ducked down as Vapor took out her own gun. She then leapt onto the roof of the enemy car and slid to the right. When the passenger leaned out again, Vapor shot him in the head and pulled him out of the car. When the driver fired up at her, she rolled off and slid onto the hood. She quickly fired at him through the windshield, shattering the window and killing the driver within. When the car started to veer, she grabbed the wheel and kept the car going straight.

Fray narrowed her eyes and reloaded her rifle again before aiming at Vapor. "Looks like we got ourselves a hero." Soarin spotted her and fired at the black mare. Fray ducked out of instinct, making her lose sight of Vapor. "Dammit," she growled. She tossed her rifle aside before pulling out her handgun. After backing up a bit, she took off running and jumped off the back of the truck. She landed on the roof of the car behind the 18-wheeler with a thunk as her magnetic boots kept her from falling off.

Thunderlane spotted her on the move. "Well, that's bad."

"Fuck," Soarin groaned, pulling his gun back in the car and ejected the mag. He quickly reloaded before grabbing the wheel again. "Fray's moving closer." He leaned forward a little and shouted, "Vapor! Watch out!"

The pegasus gasped and looked back to see Fray. Using her gun, she cleared the glass around the rim of the broken window before sliding into the passenger seat, hand still on the wheel. Reaching over, she opened the door and kicked the stallion out before sliding over. Closing the door, she slowed down a little and moved behind Thunderlane's van.

"There's something that doesn't feel right," Soarin muttered, moving behind Vapor's car.

"What's that?" Angel asked.

"Dusk's hideout," the stallion answered. "We're in Daemon Sister territory. And, unlike Dusk’s side, the streets here are completely empty."

"A union?" Wild Fire asked. "Are they working together?"

“Maybe the sisters told everyone to stay inside?” Angel suggested.

"I'll need more proof to convict them," Soarin explained. "but, that's a possibility."

Misty stumbled out onto the sidewalk, groaning as she looked at her right hand. Her pinkie appeared to be dislodged from her crash. Gripping her digit, she popped it back in place with a grunt of pain. "Shit," she groaned, making her way across the street.

"Hey!" Came a voice. Misty turned around and looked up at an apartment building. One of the windows was open and a mare was leaning out. "What's going on out there?!"

"We're working on getting it under control!" Misty shouted back. "Just stay indoors until we fix this!"

"O-Okay!" The mare called back, not sounding too convinced.

Misty sighed and looked around, before she spotted a pickup truck. Smirking, she headed over to it.

High Winds maneuvered the car onto the yellow line and rammed into the two cars in front. “This is kinda fun.”

“Well, stay on your toes,” Blaze warned. “because it splits into four lanes up ahead.”

“Alright, split up,” Dusk ordered into the radio as they blew through an intersection, the road widening into four lanes. “Block them at all cost.”

The Nightcrawler vehicles all split up as it became a free-for-all. High Winds swerved to the left before slamming into a car in their right. Blaze fired her shotgun at the driver, making the car veer off to the right and crash into a lamp post.

Vapor pulled up beside them with a deep exhale. “One step closer.”

Fray watched them move up before growling. She then squatted down and reached a hand it to knock on the passenger window. It rolled down before one of her gang members stuck her head out. “Get me closer.”

The mare looked back before nodding. “Y-Yes, ma’am,” She said, before ducking back inside.

Fray stood back up as the car she was standing on started to slow down.

“Oh, shit,” Thunderlane muttered, watching the mare move closer. “That’s a problem.”

He held up his gun and fired at her. As the bullets sprayed, the black mare ducked before sliding off the side of the car. Holding onto the right door’s mirror, she kept her feet against the car. The mare inside muttered something to the driver before looking at the black mare.

“When you can, get on the roof,” she said. “We’ll slam on the brakes so you can get him.”

Fray nodded and waited for the Thunderlane to stop. When the clip ran dry, Fray climbed back on top before the driver slammed on the brakes. As the van sped by, Fray jumped at the van and grabbed the mirror before attaching her feet to the side. Before Thunderlane could fire at her, she pulled her gun on him.

"I don't think so, fucker!" Fray yelled, before moving beside the door and opening it. She then slipped in and sat down in the seat before closing the door. Keeping her gun aimed at the cop, Fray motioned with her head towards Dusk's truck. "Move up," she ordered. "Now." As Thunderlane put both hands on the wheel and sped up slightly, Fray grabbed the radio. "Let the van through."

"That you, Fray?" Dusk asked.

The black mare smiled. "I have a present for you."

There was a moment of silence before Dusk replied. "Douchebag?"

Fray chuckled. "If you're talking about the dumbass in the driver's seat, then yes."

"Oh, goodie," Dusk cooed. "Another plaything. Stick him in the back with Coco."

"Will do," Fray said, before hanging the radio up.

Thunderlane stayed silent before eyeing her boots. "So... those are magnetic?" The black mare said nothing. "That's cool. A bit unfair, but... cool." Fray started to breathe heavily as she rubbed the base of her neck. "Are you... good?"

Fray eyed him before reaching out and taking his uzi before tossing it into the back of the van. "I'm fine. It's just intense situations are sort of a turn-on for me."

Thunderlane eyed her before staring at the road. "Oh."

The black mare's stare turned to a glare as she grabbed her crotch. "Slide your chair back."

"What?" Asked the stallion. "Why?" Fray groaned and stood up, moving over and leaning forward, grabbed the lever on the front of the chair, sliding him back. "Hey!" He gasped, the van swerving a little. "Any more and I won't be able to drive."

Fray then grabbed his pants. "Keep driving," she said, unzipping his fly before reaching her hand inside. Thunderlane went wide-eyed when he felt her fingers on his rod. Once Fray pulled the 13-inch cock free, she pulled her own pants down. "Eyes on the road." She then moved his right arm and straddled his lap.

"Are you sure about..." Thunder began, before he felt the wet lips wrap around his rod. "Holy fuck."

"Don't you dare cum inside," Fray growled, before moving her hips up and down. Thunder moaned and exhaled, his right hand moving to the mare's butt. "Oh, Dusk..." Fray moaned, making Thunderlane raise an eyebrow in confusion. "Fuck me harder." The mare then pulled her shirt up above her small A-cups before rubbing her nipples.

Thunderlane heard an explosion and looked to his right to see an explosion in the van’s rear view mirror. “You know, while you’re fucking me, your boys are blowing up, right?”

“Oh, shut the fuck up,” Fray moaned, before sliding off the stallion’s lap to turn around. She sat back down so the rod slipped into her tight anus. “Feel free to cum now,” she gasped, moving up and down while furiously rubbing her pussy.

Thunderlane grunted and tried to keep the wheel steady as he pumped the mare’s ass full of his semen. As he did, Fray moaned deeply as she sprayed the wheel and Thunderlane’s left hand with her juices. Chuckling through heavy breaths, Fray slid off the lap again and let the cum drip from her ass.

“Not a bad ride,” Fray sighed, before grabbing her pants and pulling them on.

Thunderlane quickly moved his seat closer to the wheel so he could steady it with his knees. He then put his wet cock back in his pants and zipped up. “So, Dusk has a…”

“A dick?” Fray asked, turning to him and pulling her shirt back down. “You bet. And, it’s wonderful. But, I don’t need to tell you that. You’ll experience its magnificence soon enough.”

“Are you two a thing?” The stallion asked. “Or, just really close friends?”

Fray hesitated before moving closer to him. “Are you interrogating me?” She asked softly.

Thunderlane shook his head. “No. Just small talk.”

The mare kept glaring at him before she stuff up with a sigh. “She’s actually quite romantic when not on a job. We’ve spent a lot of time together, and… I would like to seal the deal. However, she seems to be just fine where we are right now.”

“I see,” Thunderlane muttered. “Have you tried asking her out?”

Fray looked ahead and smiled. “There’s the truck. Get ready to depart.”

Trill looked in the side mirror of their black sports car. “They’re getting closer.”

Shrill reached in the back seat and grabbed a bag. “Are we’re back in Dusk’s territory now?”

“Judging by all the destroyed cars and fire, I would assume yes,” Trill replied.

The purple mare rolled down her windows and pulled a grenade from the bag. “We only have five. And, we could hit Dusk’s crew.”

The orange unicorn scoffed. “So? Throw them.”

When Thunderlane pulled up to Dusk's truck, the back doors opened up, revealing two Nightcrawlers and Coco. Fray grabbed the wheel to keep it straight. "Hop up," she ordered.

The stallion went wide-eyed and looked at her. "Excuse me?"

"Get the fuck out of the seat," Fray said with a glare. "climb out the window... and get on the truck."

Thunderlane hesitated before he slid past Fray. "Fine," he muttered, placing his hands on the dashboard. "This sucks."

Fray sighed as she sat down in the seat. "Get moving, or I'll throw you out on the road." The cop sighed deeply and crawled out through the broken windshield and then jumped onto the truck. The Nightcrawlers grabbed him and shoved him inside before closing the doors. "Alright," Fray said as she slammed on the brakes. "Time to fuck shit up." There was suddenly an explosion as a car blew up next to her. "What the fuck?!"

Soarin swerved around the wreckage before slamming into the van. He then held up his gun and fired. Fray ducked and jerked the wheel to the right, using its larger size to push Soarin's car. Feeling his car giving out, he slammed on the brakes as the van continued to the right and slammed into another Nightcrawler car.

"Shit," Fray muttered, straightening the wheel out.

"Your driving sucks!" Soarin yelled.

"Can we not antagonize the scary mare?" Angel asked. "I'd like to see tomorrow."

"You are being quite careless with those," Trill said as Shrill chucked another grenade out the window.

"I do enjoy the Molotov way more," Shrill said with a wide smile. "Way more instant. More fire." She then chucked their last grenade out the window as the previous one went off. "And, we are completely out of grenades. Now what?"

Trill tapped the steering wheel before pushing her glasses up her nose. "Do you think Dusk will win?"

Shrill eyed her before looking out the window. "I can't really tell, sister. Soarin and the others seem to be dispatching Dusk's crew like they're nothing. The only one who seems to have a chance is Fray."

"Shame we can't recruit Fray and kill Dusk," the orange unicorn sighed.

The purple mare frowned and slumped back into her seat. "Mmm... Fray would be most useful. But, she'd never join us, let alone kill Dusk."

"Maybe, we need to kill Fray first," Trill suggested. "With her out of the way, Dusk will be no problem."

Shrill nodded. "We will need to find a way to kill her. She's quite formidable, unfortunately. Then, we'll be free to rule this city our way."

"Don't forget about Eris," Trill reminded her sister. "We'll have to let her keep her shop, but the area around it shall be ours. We'll plant some of our own in the police, just like Dusk did."

"Shall we ditch this failure of a plan?" Shrill asked.

Trill nodded. "Yes, let's." Before she could move, a pickup truck came speeding down a side road and slammed into them. Their car spun around from the force as Trill quickly put the car in reverse and slammed on the gas. As they drove backwards, the truck followed closely. "It's that cop, Misty."

"Damn her!" Shrill exclaimed. "Get us out of here before she sees us."

Misty rolled down her window and stuck her hand out, firing her gun at the car. Trill swerved to the side and the bullet took out her door's mirror.

"We're nearing the bridge," Trill growled, turning the wheel and pulling the e-brake. The car spun back around to face frontward before the mare disengaged the brake and slammed on the gas. "Wish we had some more grenades."

Soarin swerved to get on the left side of Fray's van. "Angel. She's on your side. Shoot her back tire while I shoot her front."

"U-Uh, okay!" Angel gasped, pulling out her pistol. She then pushed the button to roll down the window. But, nothing happened. "Uh. Soarin?"

"Huh?" He asked, looking back. "Oh, right," he said, pushing a button on his door to unlock the rear windows. "Okay." Angel nodded and rolled down the window. "Count down from three. On zero, fire at the tire."

"Right," Angel said, getting her gun ready. She grabbed it with both hands and stuck her arms out the window. Ahe let out a yell when Fray slammed her van into them again. She quickly pulled her arms back just in time.

"Again!" Soarin yelled, holstering his gun. "Wild Fire. Climb up here. I have to keep us away from Fray while you two shoot the tires."

"Right," the pale amber mare said a she climbed into the passenger seat, after much effort and many grunts. She finally plopped down into her seat and took her gun out. "Ready."

Fray tried to bump them again, but Soarin swerved to the left. "Three," Soarin said, trying to time it with the van's movements. "Two..." Angel and Wild Fire kept aim.

The black mare in the van saw them and grabbed her own gun. "No, you fucking don't."

"One," Soarin continued as Fray took aim. "Zero!"

Wild Fire and Angel fired at the tires, popping both of them just as Fray fired at Angel. The bullet grazed her shoulder, making her cry in pain and pull back. Soarin slammed on the brakes as the van swerved to the left, barely missing them. Fray went to grab the wheel, but it was too late. The van hit a lamp post and slammed into a building before tipping over and sliding a few feet. Soarin slammed on the gas and sped off as Wild Fire climbed into the back seat to help Angel.

"You okay?" Soarin asked.

"I-I dunno!" Angel cried worriedly.

Wild Fire leaned over to check the wound. "It's just a graze. You're fine."

"Just a graze?" Angel asked, her breathing slowing back to normal and looking at her shoulder. "Stings like hell."

Dusk looked in her mirror and saw Fray's van crash. She let out a gasp as her foot quickly moved to the brake pedal. Before pressing down, she hesitated and looked ahead. The bridge was only one intersection away. As tears fell from her eyes, she slammed on the gas. "Please, be okay," she whispered. "Can't let them win. Not now."

Trill swerved to the right to avoid being rammed by Misty. "This is becoming rather irritating."

Misty looked ahead at the bridge and moved her truck to the left, keeping up with the sisters. As Dusk made it to the bridge, so did the Daemons and Misty. The second they were about to get on the bridge, Misty rammed them and knocked them to the side.

"Shit!" both Shrill and Trill yelled as their car broke through the guard rail and plummeted down into the water below. Misty watched them go over with a smile, not actually knowing who was in the car.

Coco and Thunderlane sat in the back of the truck opposite each other. The two Nightcrawlers with automatic rifles stood nearby with a third, masked Nightcrawler at the far end. It appeared to be a female wearing a black mask with red around the eyes and down the muzzle. There was also a pointy red "T" split in half down the middle on either cheek.

"Who the hell is that?" Asked Thunderlane.

Coco shrugged. "I have no idea. She was just... there. Hasn't said anything."

"Yet another mystery," the stallion muttered, resting his head against the wall of the trailer.

The masked mare walked past them and opened one of the doors to look out at the road. "They're still coming," she said in a robotic voice.

"You can't stop them," Thunderlane said. "May as well quit now."

The masked mare turned and stared at him. She then walked over and punched him across the face. The stallion grunted and spit out blood. "Shut up."

Thunderlane chuckled. "Can we at least get your name?"

The mare stared down at him before scoffing. "Thrall."

"Thrall?" Thunderlane asked as the mare left him to go close the back door.

"Don't forget it," Thrall hissed, before going back to stand in her previous spot.

"Well, she's delightful," Thunderlane muttered.

Soarin and High Winds made it onto the bridge with Vapor and Misty taking up the rear. "Almost there," Soarin said as there were no more enemy vehicles between them and Dusk.

Finale

Author's Note

This may seem rushed due to the fact that I've had writer's block ever since I started the last chapter. I have bigger and better ideas that I want to get to so I had to rush through this. I put in as much as I could and I never intended to have a large-scale final fight to begin with. Bigger and better things are coming. Just one more chapter after this.

Finale

Dusk arrived at the other end of the bridge where there sat a small army base. She broke through the fence and slowed down before the doors to the trailer swung open. The two Nightcrawlers with rifles jumped out and began firing at the cops. Dusk left the cab and ran around back. Holding up her gun, she fired at Soarin’s front left tire, causing him to the left and break through the guard rail. Luckily, he managed to stop halfway on the road and halfway suspended above the ocean below.

“Oh, fuck,” Soarin gasped, feeling the car wobble.

Wild Fire kept holding Angel’s wound to try and stop the bleeding. “What do we do, Soarin?”

Vapor slammed on the brakes and swerved to the right to avoid a collision, only to tip over and slide into Soarin’s car, only giving it a gentle bump. High Winds moved to the left and stopped, allowing Misty to drive past them and, using her e-brake, turn her truck 90-degrees and stop, effectively using it as a shield.

Dusk lowered her gun and looked at Thrall. "Hold them off while I prime the bomb."

The masked mare nodded. "Of course," she replied.

The blue mare looked at Thunderlane and Coco, raising her gun. "Get up and get moving. I don't have all day."

Misty climbed out and fired at the gunners. High Winds, Blaze, Meadow Flower, and Lightning Streak all disembarked their vehicle before going to help the others.

Vapor undid her seatbelt and kicked the windshield out. “Stupid airbag,” she muttered, crawling out.

Soarin looked back at the other two. “Stay right where you are. We have to keep this thing level.”

“E-Easier said than done,” Angel gasped.

Soarin looked around. “If only we were in a van.” He then had an idea. “Okay. Wild Fire. Move away from Angel Wings and I want the both of you to open your doors at the same time.”

“Um…” Wild began before Angel patted her hand.

“I’ll be okay,” the mare said with a smile. “Thank you.”

Wild smiled in response before leaving to sit in the far left seat. Both took hold of their door handles and nodded. After they opened them together, Angel grunted and held her shoulder.

“D-Doors are open,” the injured mare replied.

The stallion carefully got up and crawled over the center console and into the back middle seat. “Alright, uh…” he muttered as Vapor stumbled over to Angel’s side. “Vapor!” He gasped. “You okay?”

“Me?” Asked the pegasus, before the car slid a little more towards the water. “Soarin!”

“It’s fine,” Soarin assured her. “I need you to help Angel Wings from the car so I can take her seat.”

“Alright,” Vapor said as she held her hand out.

Angel took it before sliding out of her seat. Once she was free, the car slid a little more. “Hurry, you two.”

Soarin looked at Wild Fire. “On three, dive for it.”

The mare nodded in understanding. “One,” he began. “Two…” the metal of the car started to cream as it started tilting forward. “Three!” He yelled, before both her and Wild dive from the car. With all the weight now in the engine, the car tipped over and crashed into the water below.

Misty kept firing at the Nightcrawlers while Soarin and Vapor joined her. "Where's the recruits?" Asked Misty.

"Well," Soarin started with a chuckle. "Uh... Angel Wings was grazed in the shoulder and the rest wanted to hold back. Blaze and High Winds are watching them."

Misty sighed. "Guess it couldn't be helped. They're still new. Now, that you both are here, can we finally kill these two?"

All three popped up and fired upon the Nightcrawlers. After firing off a few bullets, the Nightcrawlers fell.

"That wasn't so hard," Vapor commented.

Thunderlane sighed and stood up. "They weren't the problem."

Misty stood up, too, and saw Thrall standing by the truck, watching them. Dusk was making Coco and Thunderlane move, at gunpoint, towards the base. "We have to get past that mare.”

“Yep,” Soarin groaned, moving around the truck to stand out in the open. “One of us has to distract her while the other gets Dusk.”

Misty joined him out front, keeping her eyes on Thrall. “I’ll take her. You get Dusk.”

Soarin nodded. “Rush her together. Then, while she’s confused, I’ll slip around and get Dusk.”

Misty nodded before they made their way towards Thrall. The masked mare took a stance, ready for a fight. Misty and Soarin then yelled and charged her together. The mare tried to grab their necks, but Soarin slid underneath and kept running while Misty ducked and slipped behind her. Thrall quickly spun around and kicked Misty hard in the stomach before looking over at Soarin.

“No, you don’t,” Misty grunted, before looking at the mare.

Thrall simply stepped to the side and clotheslined the cop, causing her to fall on her back with a grunt. “Okay…” Misty groaned. “Hand-to-hand combat really isn’t my strong suit.”

Thrall grabbed her by the shirt and began dragging her over to the bridge.

Dusk made her two captives enter the base and continue down a hallway. Soarin finally made it to the front door and opened it. Down the hall, he could see Dusk. Eyes narrowing, he ran down the hall after them and pulled out his gun. When the trio were turning a corner, Coco saw him and smiled.

“Duck!” Soarin yelled, firing his gun at Dusk.

Coco grabbed Thunderlane’s shirt and pulled him down with her as Dusk whipped around. In the confusion, Coco pulled Thunderlane with her as they ran down the hall, away from the fight. Dusk fired at Soarin as she watched the other two run away.

“Shit,” she growled, taking off down the hall after them.

Soarin took off, too, keeping his gun aimed in front of him.

Thrall threw Misty against the guard rail before punching her across the face. “You shouldn’t have followed us. Now, you die.”

The cop chuckled and spit up some blood. “Damn, you’re pathetic. That the best you can do?”

The masked mare growled and pulled back her fist for another punch. Suddenly, Vapor tackled her to the ground. Thrall yelled in frustration before kicking the mare off. Misty ran over to them before kicking Thrall hard in the side. She then pulled her gun out and aimed it at the mare’s head.

“You’re outnumbered,” Misty said with a smile. “Give up.”

Even with the mask on, Misty could tell Thrall was glaring at her.

Coco and Thunderlane ran down a staircase as they heard gunfire behind them. "Keep going!" Coco urged.

When they got to the bottom, they found themselves at a door. Thunderlane tried opening it, but it was locked. "Shit," he grunted, kicking it. "Dammit."

Dusk jumped on the railing and slid down the staircase to the next landing. She then took off down the stairs, gun held firmly in her right hand. When she got the landing just above the escapees, she smiled and raised her gun. "You just had to fuck it up, didn't you?" She asked, aiming at Thunderlane.

Before she could fire, Soarin lunged at her from the stairs and slammed her into the wall. He grabbed her wrist, causing her to squeeze the trigger. The gun fired and the bullet shot past Thunderlane, hitting the doorknob. Thunderlane pulled the broken doorknob free and kicked the door open. He pulled Coco along as Dusk kicked Soarin away from her.

"Back off!" The blue mare yelled, raising her gun.

When she fired, Soarin ducked and lunged at her again. This time, he slammed her hand against the wall, making her drop the gun. The two then fell over and tumbled down the stairs.

Thunderlane and Coco stood in a large, dark room. The stallion fumbled around and found a switch. Flicking it on, the lights in the room slowly turned on one row at a time, illuminating what appeared to be a large bomb.

"Shit," Thunderlane gasped. "This is it. This is the bomb."

"Take off that mask," Misty ordered. "Before I shoot you."

Thrall chuckled. "Alright. If that's what you want." The mare reached up and took her mask off.

Misty's eyes went wide as she lowered her gun slightly. "M... Midnight?"

The black mare smirked and swiped her leg at the cop, knocking her over. Vapor ran at Midnight to keep her down, but was kicked back. Midnight rolled onto her stomach and got to one knee. "You two are so dead."

"But... How?" Misty asked as Midnight stood up. "Why?"

"Why is the easy part," Midnight sighed as she eyed Vapor, who was getting to her feet while holding her stomach. "I was made a better offer. As for the how... That was a tad more complicated."

Earlier...

Midnight opened the note and read it: Gotcha! She went wide-eyed and turned to warn the others. But it was too late. The metal door to the room slammed shut and locked before there was loud explosion, the force of which knocked the mare over as objects in the room fell to the floor. When it was all over, Midnight rolled over onto her chest and started to get up before the door to the room unlocked and opened. The black mare watched the door swing open and Fray step in.

"Boy, it sure is hot out there," the mare chuckled. "Now, come. An old friend wants a word."

~~~~~

"Cops are broken," Fray said with a smile as she put her phone away.

Dusk eyed her with a smirk. "Of course they are." She then returned her attention to the door in front of her. "She's in there?"

Fray nodded. "Just as you asked."

"Good," the blue mare cooed, crossing her arms. "I think we'll let her sit and stew for a bit longer before we say hi."

Fray tilted her head in confusion. "Why torture her?" She asked. "Isn't she with us?"

Dusk Flight chuckled and turned from the door, heading down the hall. "We'll see. Now, let's use the city's confusion to our advantage and set things in motion. We aren't in control just yet."

~~~~~

Dusk pulled a chair up to Midnight and sat down before pulling the bag off her head. "Greetings."

The black mare closed her eyes and groaned. "Dusk? What the fuck?!"

"Remember how we talked about changing the world together?"

"Not like this," Midnight said with a shake of her head.

"Oh, come on..." Dusk cooed as she leaned in. "You never liked that job. All that stress."

"I didn't want to..." Midnight began, but stopped herself.

The blue mare smirked. "Didn't want to... hurt me?" The black mare sighed. "Come on, Midnight. Those cops annoyed you. I know you were always a bad girl at heart. With them thinking you're dead, now's your chance to join me."

Midnight looked the mare in the eyes. "I guess... it could be fun," she said with a soft and brief chuckle.

A wide grin spread across Dusk's face before she patted the black mare's knees. "Attagirl!"

Present...

"You gave us up just like that?!" Misty yelled. "After everything we've..." She stopped when she noticed she no longer had her gun.

"Looking for this?" Midnight asked as she held up the gun. "Should really keep a tighter hold on your weapon."

Misty glared at the mare she held up her hands, Vapor doing the same.

Dusk kicked Soarin through the doorway and into the room with the bomb. "Now, it's time to kill you," she said, raising her gun.

"No!" Coco yelled as she ran to stand between Dusk and Soarin.

Dusk grunted in annoyance. "Stand aside, Coco!"

"No!" Coco repeated. "If you want the others, you'll have to shoot me first!"

"If it's any consolation..." Midnight began. "I did enjoy working with you. But, now it's time to pick a side."

"Pick a side?" Misty asked.

"Mmm-hmm," Midnight answered. "We have to kill Vapor and the others. They're just baggage. But, you. I could use you."

"Not gonna happen," Misty said as she backed up to put her arm around Vapor. "I'm not a traitor like you."

"Shame," Midnight sighed. "We could've done great things."

When she was about to pull the trigger, another gun went off. Midnight let out a yell of pain as a bullet shot through her shoulder. She dropped the gun and looked over towards the bridge.

"How's that for baggage?!" Wild Fire called over to her. "Bitch!"

Misty ran over and knocked Midnight on the ground. Before the mare could react, Misty grabbed the gun and stepped back. "It's over." Midnight clenched her shoulder while she glared at the cop.

"Why couldn't you just behave?" Dusk asked, finger still on the trigger.

Before Coco could answer, they all heard the echoing sound of rapidly approaching footsteps. "Hear that?" Coco asked, getting Dusk's attention. "You're surrounded."

"Then, I guess I'll just have to see how many of you I can kill before I'm taken down."

Coco sighed and slowly took a step forward. "Is that what you really want?"

"Coco," Soarin whispered.

The mare ignored him as she kept moving towards Dusk. "You've fought this hard to stay alive. And, Fray's still out there."

"Fray's dead!" Dusk yelled, her hand shaking.

Coco noticed the shaking and, even though she was worried the gun may go off, she still kept moving closer. "You don't believe that, do you? Fray's a survivor. Wasn't she once part of that group? Darkness Eternal?"

Dusk eyed the floor. "She... She was always a badass."

"If you died here, you'd never know for sure." Coco stepped past the gun and right up to the blue mare. "Let this go. There's always next time, right?"

Dusk looked her in the eyes. She then let out a sigh and lowered her arm. "You're right."

Coco smiled and hugged her. Dusk dropped her gun and hugged back. Wild Fire suddenly ran into the room and slowed to a stop.

"Glad I found you all," the mare said. "I see you're finished."

"Wild Fire?" Soarin asked. "What happened outside?"

The mare chuckled and rubbed the back of her neck. "Well... I shot Midnight."

Soarin went wide-eyed. "What?"

Back outside, Soarin led a handcuffed Dusk over to Misty... and a handcuffed Midnight. "So..." the stallion began. "You were in on it, huh?"

"Seemed like a good idea at the time," Midnight cooed with a smile.

Soarin let Misty take Dusk away before he stepped in front of his former boss. "Do you have any idea what I went through thinking you were dead?!"

"Oh, did you miss me that much?"

"Come on," Soarin said as he grabbed her wrist and pulled her along. "Time to put you in a hole forever."

"You don't think I'll get out?"

Soarin smiled at that. "Oh, I'm counting on both you and Dusk escaping. And, when you do, I'll kill you both."

"Ooo, dark," Midnight chuckled. "Don't forget who trained you."

Without saying anything, he shoved her over to Misty, who put her in the back of a police car with Dusk, both mares eyeing each other.

"It's over," Misty sighed.

Soarin nodded. "Still... I can't believe Midnight betrayed us like that."

Misty leaned against the car and crossed her arms. "Can't believe she's alive. Though, I guess that doesn't matter now. Time to lock 'em up and then... we need to name the new Chief."

"I thought we figured out that was you?"

Misty smiled. "Officially. Damn, that's a lot of paperwork."

"After this?" The stallion chuckled. "I could use some simple paperwork."

Manehattan Police Station

As Misty and Thunderlane walked Dusk and Midnight into the station, Soarin and Vapor joined Coco who was with the recruits. Coco was checking Angel's shoulder with a cloth.

"You did good," Soarin said with a smile. "All of you."

"Especially me, right?" Asked Wild Fire. "I'm the one who shot Midnight."

"Yes, you did very good," the stallion replied. "Hell of a shot. But, I think we've all earned a rest after what we went through." He then looked at Angel. "How's the shoulder?"

"It's fine," she said, eyeing her cut. "Just grazed me a little."

Soarin nodded. "Alright, then. Let's hit the showers and call it a day."

Epilogue

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Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Author's Note

Reference pics are pony versions of the characters and will serve as placeholders until I get actual art for them ^_^

Wrong Place, Wrong Time

It was a quiet night in the city of Manehattan; hardly any cars driving down the streets and the sidewalk near bare. All was calm and everyone was enjoying the night, except for the police who were on duty to protect the city. Two of the cops sat in their car in an alley just off Main St.; Officer Soarin and Cadet Vapor Trail.

The light chartreuse, greenish gray pegasus mare sat in the passenger's seat, drinking a cup of coffee. She had a three-toned mane and tail, which was light cyan-ish gray, light emerald greenish gray, and very pale apple green.

Soarin sat in the driver's seat, eating his doughnut. He was a pale cornflower blue pegasus stallion with dark grayish phthalo blue mane and tail. "So... enjoying your first day as a Cadet?" He asked, eyeing her with a smile.

The mare smiled back and nodded. "Mm-hm. Nothing's really happened yet, but that's a good thing, right?" She asked with a smile.

The stallion took a bite from his doughnut and swallowed. "Nothing is good, yes. So, tell me... Why did you want to join the force?" He asked, curiously. "You seem too nice."

The mare tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. "Too nice?"

Soarin finished is doughnut and nodded. "Yeah. In this job, you have to sometimes get in others' face, interrogate, and even shoot to kill. I've seen your potential and believe you have what it takes, but... what made a mare like you want to join?"

"Oh," Vapor replied, smiling. "Simple. I simply want to do my part. Help others. I've seen some bad things and I've seen some questionable things and I can see what's right and what's wrong."

"I see," Soarin said, before Vapor finished her coffee. "Well, I'm sure you'll do just fine."

Suddenly, the radio crackled to life, Whiplash's voice coming through the channel. "All units, we have a 10-31 in progress at 22 South Main St.. Any unit please respond."

Soarin smiled and picked up the radio. "Dispatch, this is Soarin and Vapor. We're on it," he said, putting the car in drive and turning on his siren. Pulling out into traffic, the cars pulled over so they could pass.

"Oh, a crime?" Asked Vapor, downing the rest of her coffee.

"Unfortunately, yes," Soarin replied, eyeing her. "Remember what a 10-31 is?"

The mare thought for a moment, remembering her training. "Um... A robbery?" She asked. "Crime in progress?"

"Very good," Soarin said, turning right at the next intersection. "What's the code for a major crime?"

"A major crime..." Vapor repeated, hoping it would jog her memory. "10, uh... 10... 30... 5? 10-35?"

The stallion let out a chuckle and nodded. "That's right," he said, before turning down South Main St.. "We're almost there. You ready?"

Vapor nodded and inhaled deeply. "Yeah..."

Eyeing her, he gently patted her shoulder. "Just a convenient store robbery. Remain calm."

The mare gave him a light smile. "Right. Plus, we have guns."

Soarin chuckled as he pulled up to the convenient store. "Yes, we do," he said, before opening his door. "Come on."

The two left the cop car just as the store's door opened. Vapor stopped suddenly as she was nearest to the store. A brown, masked stallion came out holding a bag. Eyeing the bag, Vapor quickly pulled out her gun and aimed it at the robber.

"Freeze!" She yelled, Soarin pulling out his own gun.

The brown stallion hesitated before throwing the bag at her. Letting out a grunt, Vapor caught the bag as the stallion took off running.

"Freeze!" Soarin yelled, aiming his gun.

Seeing the stallion wasn't stopping, Vapor narrowed her eyes. Gripping the bag of money by the strap, she swung it around before hurling it at the robber. Hitting him in the legs, it caused him to trip and all over. Quickly running over to her, Vapor put her foot on his back and pulled out her handcuffs. "You have the right to remain silent," she chimed, slapping the cuffs on hi right wrist, pulling the left one behind his back and cuffing that one, too. "Anything you say can, and will, be used against you in the court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed to you by the court. With these rights in mind, are you still willing to talk with me about the charges against you?"

The stallion let out a groan before looking over his shoulder. "Fuck you, cop."

"Well, that doesn't help anyone..." Vapor said, getting off him and grabbing the handcuffs.

As she pulled the robber to his feet, Soarin walked over. "Nice job, Cadet Vapor," he said with a smile. "Quick thinking with that money bag. Good throw, too."

"I played a lot of active games when I was a filly with my childhood friend," Vapor explained.

Soarin smiled and eyed the thief. "Let's take him to a nice holding cell, shall we?"

"We shall," the mare replied, leading the brown stallion to their police car.

A black mare with green eyes and red hair combed to one side sat in her car and watched her side mirror. She wore a black tank top and black jeans. In the mirror's reflection, she watched Vapor arrest the stallion before writing something down on a notepad. Closing the pad, she tossed it onto the passenger seat and drove away. She made her way through the city of Manehattan towards the Warehouse District. Here, there were a number of abandoned, derelict apartment buildings the city has neglected. The mare pulled into an alley, soon arriving in a clearing behind the buildings.

Parking her car, she got out and made her way towards the back door of one of the buildings. There was a red "N" spray-painted on the door, marking it as Nightcrawler territory. The mare entered and found herself in a staircase. Taking the stairs down, she firmly held her notepad in her left hand. As she neared the bottom, she could hear muffled talking and then a loud yell.

The black mare headed down a hall lit by lights that ran on a generator. The muffled noises got louder as she neared the door to a large room that once was a laundry room. Opening the door, she stepped in.

Inside, there was a midnight blue pegasus mare holding a metal baseball bat and a white stallion tied to a chair. The mare had two-toned blue hair that reached down to her shoulders with the hair in front partially hanging in front of her eyes. She wore a thin black vest, black shorts, black knee socks, and black boots. Around her waist she had a gun holster with gun. She had the thick end of the bat placed on the floor while she was bent forward and leaning against the handle. The stallion had bruises and blood all over him.

“Alright, Sparky,” the blue mare sighed. “Where’s my fuckin’ money?”

The stallion shook his head. “I... I don’t know...” he said weakly.

“See, yeah...” the mare said with a chuckle, standing up and holding her bat with her right hand. “Yeah... Yeah— no... No, I think you’re bullshitting.”

“W... Why would I lie?” The stallion asked, eyeing her with his one still-good eye.

The mare tilted her head and holds the bat against his forehead. “Well, shit, I dunno... But, when I find out, I’ll carve it into your tombstone,” she said, giving slow swings as she prepared to whack him like a batter preparing to hit the ball. “Here... lies... dumbass...” she said, before pulling back all the way for the final swing.

When she swung, the stallion shouted, “Wait!”

The mare stopped just as the bat was about to collide with its target. “Yes?” The mare asked casually.

Sparky sighed. “It’s... in a bag in an alley on Ward Rd.,” he said, hanging his head.

The mare smiled. “Good boy,” she cooed, tossing the bat aside. It clattered to the floor as she turned to the black mare. “Fray!” She said, holding out her arms. “What’s the news?”

“Well, Dusk, I—“ Fray began in a low, raspy voice.

“Oh, hold that thought,” Dusk interrupted, pulling out her gun and shooting Sparky in the head. As the stallion fell limp, she holstered her weapon and returned her attention to the black mare. “You were saying?”

Fray flipped open her notepad. “The new cop’s name is Vapor. Seems pretty skilled for a beginner.”

“Could she get in the way?” Dusk asked, receiving a shrug as a response. “Keep an eye on her. Meanwhile, I have another job for you.”

Fray nodded. “Ward Rd.?” She asked.

Dusk smiled. “Ward Rd.,” she confirmed.

Coco Pommel quickly walked down the sidewalk, heading home. She only lived a couple blocks away so she always walked to work instead of driving. Right now, she held a folder of clothing designs that she worked late on.

Tonight was yet another late night for her, only tonight the wind was especially powerful. Turning down Ward Rd., the wind took one of the pages in the folder and blew it down an alley.

Coco let out a gasp and chased after the sheet. “Oh, no! Come back here!” She pleaded, hoping the inanimate piece of paper would listen.

Finally catching up to it, she bent over to pick it up when she spotted a shoulder bag laying next to a dumpster. Standing up, she looked around. She saw no one. Walking over to the bag, she knelt down and unzipped it. Inside was a ton of money.

“Oh...” she said, going wide-eyed. “Uh...”

Knowing about gang activity in the city, she assumed this related to some sort of crime. Deciding to turn it in, she picked it up and started walking towards the police station. Luckily, it was only a few blocks away.

As Coco walked, a black car parked near the alley. Fray, the driver, watched Coco with narrowed eyes. Pulling a switchblade from her pocket, she kicked off her shoes and left her car. Cautiously, and quietly, she followed the unsuspecting mare.

Fray matched her speed with Coco’s, waiting for the right moment. Suddenly, Coco started to look back, feeling like she was being followed. Fray sneakily slipped into the archway of the entrance of a nearby shop. The shadows hid her from Coco’s view while allowing her to keep her eyes on the mare.

Seeing no one, Coco turned back around and kept walking. After waiting a few seconds, Fray continues to stalk her prey. When the time had come to strike, Fray sped up and got her blade ready.

She was directly behind her target when they rounded a corner. Fray spotted the Police Station, with cops out front. The mare she was following waved to them and d out. Fray growled softly and backed away, slipping into the shadows.

Watching the mare approach the cops, she pulled out her phone and dialed her boss. Raising it to her ear, she waited for Dusk to pick up. “I was too late. A mare found it and brought it to the cops.”

“I’ll be down shortly,” Dusk sighed. "And, I'm bringing Team A..."

Coco entered the Police Station with the two cops. One was a dark gray pegasus stallion and the other was a light gray pegasus mare. As hey walked in, a black mare with yellow and black hair down to her butt and brown eyes walked up to them. Her name tag on her uniform read "M. Strike."

"Miss Strike," the dark gray stallion said. "This mare has found what may possibly be drug money."

Strike took the bag from him and opened it up. "Hmm... So, it is," she said, before looking at Coco with a smile. "Thank you for bringing this to us."

Coco gave her a nod. "Glad I could help."

"Where did you find this?" Strike asked.

"Ward Rd.," Coco replied.

The black pegasus thought for a moment before nodding. "Thank you. We can take it from here."

"Right, well... I'll just go home then," the cream-colored earth pony replied, before turning and leaving.

As she walked away, Strike thought more. "Ward Rd.," she repeated.

The two cops gave her a confused look. "Ma'am?" The stallion asked.

"Just thinking, Thunderlane... Just thinking..." Strike said. She then let out a gasp. "Nightcrawlers!" She then dropped the bag and ran after Coco. By the time she go to the front door, Coco was already across the street. Looking down the road, she saw a van speeding towards them. She was too late.

Soarin rounded the corner, approaching the station when Vapor let out a gasp. "Wait, stop the car!" She exclaimed, making Soarin slam on the brakes.

"What?" He asked, worried.

Vapor watched Coco cross the road as Strike appeared in the doorway. She then spotted the van down the road. "Oh, no," she said, quickly getting out of the car.

"What the hell?" The stallion asked, watching the cadet take off running.

Vapor ran down the sidewalk, opposite the station, charging at the cream mare. Looking at her, Coco tilted her head before her eyes went wide. Not having any time to speak, Vapor tackled her to the ground, behind a car as the van sped past. Gunfire could be heard as bullets riddled the car they were using as cover before the van drove away.

Getting to her knees, Vapor pulled out her gun and looked around before standing up. Holding out her hand, she smiled. "You okay?"

Coco stared at her for a moment before taking the mare's hand and getting up. "Y-Yeah..." she stammered. "Wh-What was that?"

Vapor didn't know how to answer when Strike came running over to them. "Good job, Cadet," the black mare congratulated, before looking at Coco. "Come inside," she said, pulling out her own gun and heading back to the station.

Vapor stayed with the cream mare as they walked across the street. Soarin drove past with a smile as he watched Vapor before pulling into the station's parking lot. When Strike, Vapor, and Coco entered the station, Thunderlane was at a wall phone near the front desk.

"Uh," he said, looking at Strike. "It's for you."

The black mare eyed Coco and then the bag of money before walking over to the stallion. After being handed the phone, she answered. "Hello?"

"Midnight Strike?" Asked a voice. "I believe you have something of mine."

“Dusk Flight,” Strike said with a glare. “I should’ve known you’d call.”

“Don’t distract me,” Dusk cooed. “Give me what belongs to me.”

“Yeah, why don’t you come and take it?” Strike snapped.

“You really want me to?” Dusk asked. Come outside.” The line then went dead.

Hanging up the phone, Strike looked at the two cops nearby. “Thunderlane. High Winds. Station cops near the front windows. Do it now,” she ordered.

Thunderlane and High Winds both nodded and ran to rally the others.

Vapor stepped up to Coco, her gun out. “Stay with me, okay?”

The cream mare nodded as Strike gave a light smile at seeing the cadet step up. Seeing the other cops positioning themselves at the windows, Strike made her way to the front door. Opening it, she saw a line of vans parked in the street across from the station. The doors were open with mares and stallions dressed in black, holding automatic rifles. On the rooftops behind them were a couple others with sniper rifles. In front of it all, standing in the middle of the road, holding an apple, was Dusk Flight.

"Come on out!" Dusk called, before taking a bite out of her apple.

Strike looked back at Vapor and Coco as Soarin came running into the room. "You three stay inside. Soarin. Make sure everyone's ready for a fight."

"Got it, ma'am," the stallion said before looking at the cadet. "What about Vapor?"

"She'll be fine," Strike said with a smile. "Vapor?"

"Yes, ma'am?" the newbie asked.

"Look after Coco," Strike said, before turning and walking outside.

"That is one brave mare..." Vapor muttered.

The black mare headed down the front steps of the station before stopping.

Dusk smiled and held out her arms, T-posing with her palms facing forward. "There you are! You told me to come and get it!"

"Are you insane?!" Midnight Strike called back. "You're attacking a Police Station!"

"Oh, them?" Dusk asked, looking over her shoulder. "They're just protection. Just like your cops are yours! Now, will you be giving me what I want?! I'm very busy, tired, and I have more guns!"

"If we give you the money..." Strike began. "you'll just... leave?!"

"The money?" Dusk asked with a chuckle. "Just the money?! No... I want that mare who made me come down here!"

The Assistant Chief shook her head. "No fuckin' way! You're not touching her!"

The midnight blue mare shook her head and pulled out her gun. "There's a fact you cops always forget! There's always more civilians than you! If you refuse, there's a very good chance you'll all die!"

Strike hesitated before taking a step forward. "I would like to avoid a firefight! Maybe we can negotiate?!"

Dusk hesitated before scoffing. "Oh, wow... Negotiate? Okay... I'll negotiate! On one condition!"

"What?" Strike called.

"That mare joins us!" Dusk said with a grin. "I'd like to meet her!"

"I already said no!"

"I just wanna meet her!" Dusk insisted. "I wanna meet the mare who dragged me out here like this! The mare who caused all these guns to be pointed at you! Bring her out here... and we can negotiate!"

Midnight Strike let out a low growl before looking over her shoulder. Sighing in defeat, she made her way back to the front door. Opening it, she stuck her head inside. "Uh... Coco needs to... come out here..."

"We heard, but..." Vapor said, looking rather nervous. "are you sure we can trust her?"

"If not, she's ready to hit us with a barrage of bullets I don't think we'll survive," Strike explained. "But, I'll leave the decision up to Coco."

The cream-colored mare hesitated, shaking in fear. "This is what I get for working late..."

"It's okay," Vapor said, leaning in close. "Just walk out there. If she wanted to hurt you, I doubt she'd be waiting outside."

"Wh-What if she tries to take me?" Coco whimpered.

"I already refused," Strike said with a smile. "She just wants to meet you."

Coco looked over at the strong-looking black mare. "O... O-Okay..." she said, still trembling as she slowly made her way towards the door.

Outside, Dusk took a bite of her apple, chewing and swallowing before she saw the cop bring the scared mare outside. "Ah, there she is! The mare!"

Coco whimpered some more and stayed close to the Assistant Chief as they made their way down the stairs, towards the Nightcrawler leader. This time, Midnight Strike walked all the way towards the middle of the road. When they stopped, Dusk's eyes fell on the cream mare. Staring at her, she raised the apple to her mouth and took another bite. As she chewed, she approached them.

"Back away," she said, shaking her gun at Strike.

The black mare eyed Coco, giving her a reassuring smile before taking a couple steps back. Dusk then began to circle the earth pony as she swallowed the apple in her mouth. "So... What's your name? And, don't try to lie to me..."

"U-Uh... Coco..." the mare responded. "Coco Pommel..."

"Mmm... Coco, huh?" Dusk asked, eyeing the mare up and down before she stood in front of her. "You certainly look tasty enough... Wanna know something cool?" She asked, leaning in close.

"Wh-What?" The frightened mare whimpered with a blush.

"I could fuck you right here and no one would try to stop me..." Dusk cooed darkly, leaning in to whisper in her ear. "Know why? 'Cause I have all the guns..." she sang, breathing into Coco's ear. "Wanna know why I picked the name Nightcrawler?"

Coco had tears in her eyes as she let out a soft squeak. "Wh-Why?"

"My gang is spread out all over the city, leading normal lives, blending in with society... Then, at night, I own them. They will come when I call. Think about it... I have eyes and ears all over this city. Ponies and griffins willing to do whatever I want, whenever I want. Doesn't that just frighten you? Knowing that I can keep track of where you are at all times, if I so wish?"

Coco nodded and sniffled. "I-I'm sorry..." she said, holding back crying. "I-I didn't know..."

"Oh, hey..." Dusk cooed, pulling the mare into a hug, making Strike place her hand on her holstered gun. "Hey, shhh... It's okay..." the midnight blue mare cooed gently, stroking Coco's hair. "It's okay, because Midnight Strike's gonna give it back, right?" She asked, looking at the black mare. "Also, there's... something else I'd like... to remember dear Coco by..."

The cream-colored mare sniffled again. "Wh-What do you want?"

Dusk smirked and pulled back, keeping her hands on the mare's shoulders. "I'd like... a kiss."

Coco's eyes went wide and her face turned red. "Wh... What?"

"A kiss," the gang leader repeated, placing a finger under Coco's chin. "With tongue. Do that, and I'll take my money and leave."

The fashion designer looked at Strike and then back at the Police Station. All those cops. She could save them with one simple kiss. With tongue. It's not like she had to get naked or engage in sex with the mare. Just a kiss. Looking at Dusk, she took a deep breath and wiped her tears away. "Fine... I'll do it."

"Oh, joy," Dusk cooed, placing her hands on Coco's hips, pulling her close. "Come here," she said, kissing the mare.

Coco hesitated for a second out of embarrassment before kissing back. When she felt the mare's tongue enter her mouth, she did the same, their tongues rubbing up against each other as they made out. It wasn't long before Dusk pulled away, licking her lips.

"Mmm..." she sighed. "You taste good." She then eyed Strike. "Go get my money so I can leave." She went back to kiss Coco again, stopping when she saw the cop hadn't moved. "The longer you take, the longer Coco stays with me," she said, before kissing the mare again.

Strike watched as Coco returned the kiss, before turning and heading back to the station. Opening the door, she stepped halfway in. "Get me the money."

Vapor nodded and picked up the bag, carrying it over to the black mare. "How's Coco?"

Strike blushed lightly. "Um... Better than expected," she said, before heading back down the stairs, carrying the money over to the kissing mares. "Dusk, I have your--"

She was interrupted when Dusk held up a finger to silence her. Letting out a loud moan and a loud suck, the midnight blue mare broke the kiss and sighed heavily. "Shit, now I'm horny," she said, looking rather turned on. "Mmm... Gimme," she said, holding her hand out. Midnight Strike gave her the bag before gently pulling Coco away. "Let's see..." Dusk said, opening the bag to check. "Ah, good... Now, I can finally get some sleep."

All Coco could taste was the mare's tongue. She knew she should be disgusted by it but she couldn't help but feel happy that she finally experienced her first kiss. She just wish it hadn't been with such a horrible mare. At least she still had her virginity.

Dusk left them and headed towards a black car parked behind the line of vans. Fray was leaning against the car, waiting with a frustrated look on her face. The blue mare noticed her frustration and smiled. "Oh, don't be so jealous..." she cooed. "I need some help getting off, after all..." she cooed, passing her the money. "You're a better kisser anyways..."

Fray smiled and took the money. "Thank you, ma'am. I am honored to be your go-to mare."

"I'm sure you are," Dusk replied with a wink before heading to her own car. Pulling out her phone, she dialed a number and placed it to her ear. "Wait until Fray and I leave... then pull back. If they follow, then shoot them."

Midnight Strike brought Coco back inside where Vapor ran over to hug her.

"Are you okay?" The white mare asked.

Coco nodded with a sniffle. "It wasn't so bad... She was just... intimidating..."

"We need to place her under witness protection, or something," Soarin said. "She's in danger now."

Strike sighed and crossed her arms. "You're right. Would you like to escort her around? Make sure she stays safe until all this dies down?"

Soarin looked over at Coco. "Is that all right with you?" He asked.

The cream mare smiled and nodded. "I would feel safer having a cop around."

"Then, it's settled," Strike said. "Soarin. Your new job is guarding Coco until we stop Dusk Flight and her Nightcrawlers. Why don't you take Vapor with you? She seems ready for some real action. Besides, you're still training her."

The stallion eyed Vapor with a smile before looking at Strike again. "Makes sense."

"Ma'am!" High Winds said, running over to them. "They're leaving. Should we follow?"

Strike thought for a moment before shaking her head. "No. Not after seeing how much firepower she has. We need to proceed carefully. Investigate who could be part of her gang and take them down one-by-one. I'll give Chief Masquerade a call, fill her in on the situation."

Soarin walked up to Coco and Vapor with a light smile. "Shall we take you home? I'm sure you'd like to rest."

"I can't believe I get some real work on my first night," Vapor said with a wide smile.

"As she said, I'm still training you," Soarin explained. "Besides, when I need rest, I need another to stay up. Then, when you sleep, I can stay awake."

"That's perfect," Coco said with a smile. "I have a spare bedroom. You can take turns using it."

"Sounds like a plan," Vapor replied.

"Well, then let's go," Soarin said, motioning for them to follow as he headed towards the front door. "We'll follow you home."

Midnight Strike watched them leave with a sigh. "Poor girl... She doesn't deserve this..."

"True," High Winds agreed. "Though, she does have two good cops with her."

Strike smiled. "Yeah... Vapor's going to be amazing, I can already tell. Now, let's check in on everyone. Get everything back to working order so I can call the Chief. A lot to go over..."

Dusk Flight slammed Fray against the door to her room, the two furiously kissing while their tongues danced all over each other. Both moaned deeply as Fray fumbled for the doorknob. Opening the door, the two headed inside, keeping the kiss going. Not even bothering for the light switch, Dusk kicked the door shut before pushing Fray onto the bed. Climbing atop her, she leaned in and resumed kissing her.

Fray placed her hands on the mare's waist, feeling her bare skin. She then smiled when Dusk pulled back slightly. "Mmm... So, what do you plan to do about that mare?"

"Coco?" Asked Dusk. "I sort of want her as a pet. Though, I need to stay focused on my Manehattan Project... Coco is secondary, unless she interferes."

"If you really want her," Fray said. "I'll nab her for you so you can concentrate on your Project."

Dusk smiled and leaned in, nuzzling Fray's nose. "Oh, you always know what to say," she said, leaning in to kiss the mare's neck, giving it a love bite. "Then, that'll be your new task. Get Coco. Kill any who get in your way..."

Building An Army

Police Lieutenant Misty Fly, a light grayish olive pegasus mare with sea green eyes, F-cups, and arctic blue hair, led a small group into a nearby shop as they all fired at Nightcrawler gang members. They managed to down two of the five before they made it into the building.

“Anyone hit?!” Misty yelled as she watched the entrance.

Angel Wings shook her head. She was a light tangeloish gray mare with long scarlet-gray and crimson hair, cerulean eyes, and C-cups. “I’m good.”

Meadow Flower, a light grayish rose pegasus mare with two-toned short golden hair, cerulean eyes, and E-cups, sat down in a chair. “I’m fine, too.”

“Great, so far,” Wild Fire answered as she leaned against the wall. She was a pale amber pegasus mare with short black hair, brown eyes, and A-cups.

“How about you, Lightning Streak?” Misty asked, eyeing the cyan pegasus stallion. “Any extra holes in your body?”

Lightning Streak shook his head. “No, ma’am,” he replied. He had spiky golden hair with lighter streaks through it.

Misty nodded. “Good. We’re all still alive. You’re doing well.”

“What happened, ma’am?” Angel Wings asked. “It was just routine training. Then, BOOM! Fire everywhere.”

“That’s what we need to find out, Recruit,” Misty answered as she peeked out onto the street. The enemies were gone. She pulled out her phone and started to run through her contacts. “Chief Silver Masquerade didn’t answer. Assistant Chief Midnight Strike didn’t answer. Captain Wave Chill didn’t answer. Who’s left?”

"If they're all gone," Wild Fire started. "that would mean you're in charge, ma'am."

Misty eyed her before she heard a noise outside. Raising her gun, she fired at a large incoming semi truck. "Shit. Move!" She yelled, running towards the back. Wild Fire went wide-eyed and joined the others as they headed to the back of the store. "Up the stairs to the roof," Misty ordered, before the semi truck crashed through the front of the building. "Dammit!" Misty Fly yelled, running up the stairs after the recruits as the whole building shook.

Blaze and High Winds hid behind their car as bullets shot over their head and hit their cruiser. Blaze leaned out and fired at a Nightcrawler and hit him right between the eyes. As he dropped, another Nightcrawler stepped up with an automatic rifle. Blaze ducked back behind the car as the gang member open fired.

As bullets plastered the car, High Winds noticed more smoke coming from the engine. "Blaze, come quick. It's gonna blow!"

"Shit," the orange mare grunted, both mares staying low as they quickly shuffled away.

They got about three feet away before the car exploded, sending them flying further into the alley. They both let out grunts of pain as they hit the hard ground. Blaze looked up and gasped, holding High Winds down and firing at an approaching gang member. The enemy mare yelled as the bullet hit her shoulder. Blaze quickly finished her off before pulling High Winds behind a nearby dumpster.

"This is going poorly," the grayish mare groaned as she sat against the dumpster.

Blaze nodded and kept her gun aimed down the alley. "Very poorly."

Soarin and Vapor pulled up to see a small group of Nightcrawlers gathered around an alley with a burning cop car at the entrance. "That looks promising," Soarin said as he grabbed the car radio. "Thunderlane, come in. Are you there?"

"I'm here," the other stallion replied. "A large truck just plowed through the front of a building. I'm betting some of ours are inside."

"Be careful," Soarin said worriedly. "We can't lose anyone else."

"Wait..." Thunderlane said suddenly. "I can see someone on the roof. It's Misty Fly. Wasn't she training the recruits?"

Soarin went wide-eyed slightly and eyed Vapor. "Where are you?"

"32nd Street," Thunderlane replied. "Can't miss the truck."

"Copy," Soarin said as he hung up the radio, Vapor giving him a look of confusion.

"What are you..." Vapor began.

Soarin got out of the car and leaned back in. "Slide over. I'll take the gun bag. You go help Thunderlane on 32nd Street."

"Are you serious?" Vapor called out as Soarin headed around back. Sighing in defeat, she slid over to the driver's seat.

She heard the trunk close and saw Soarin pass her by. He gave her a thumbs up and she gave a forced smile. As she backed up to turn around, Soarin set the gun bag down on the sidewalk. Unzipping the bag, he pulled out an automatic rifle they confiscated from one of Dusk's gang members. He then stood up and cocked the gun. Aiming at the group, he hid behind a mailbox and fired at them. When he hit one, the other five all turned to shoot at him.

Blaze lowered her gun slightly when she saw the enemy turn around. Raising an eyebrow, she fired at a couple, taking two more down as Soarin fired at the other three. Two fired back at Soarin, making him duck back behind the mailbox while the third spun around to fire at Blaze. The orange mare ducked down and rolled to the side.

Thunderlane pulled an automatic rifle out of the gun bag and closed the bag. Grabbing the bag, he pulled it out and closed the trunk. Carrying it over to the hole in the building, he dropped it and held his gun. He could hear talking inside from the Nightcrawlers. It sounded like they were coming up with a plan to get the cops on the roof. Taking a deep breath, he leaned out and fired at them. He quickly went wide-eyed and pulled back when he saw how many there were. The nine gang members fired at him as the tenth was shot in the head.

"Shit," Thunderlane muttered as bullets shot passed him and hit the edge of the building.

When the bullets stopped, one of the Nightcrawlers spoke up. "Give up now, cop!" He called. "We'll make it quick!"

"And, if I say go fuck yourselves?!" Thunderlane called.

"Then, we make it slow," the stallion replied.

Thunderlane leaned out and fired again as the gang members flipped over tables and used them for cover. Thunderlane manage to take two more out before the other seven fired at him. He leaned back behind cover again and closed his eyes. "Shit shit shit... You got this, Thunder," he told himself. "I have the guns." He then looked down at the gun bag. He then knew he had to keep some for the recruits. Ejecting his mag, he checked the ammo. "Half empty," he muttered, putting it back in and cocking the gun.

He was about to step out again when another cop car pulled up and skidded to a stop, the car turning 180-degrees as the window rolled down. Vapor held her gun out and fired at two of the Nightcrawlers. She managed to hit them both in the head before the other five returning to their cover.

"Come on, Thunder!" Vapor called as she got out of her car, gun aimed at the gang members. "We can take 'em!"`

The stallion nodded and stepped out, firing at the gang members. He ran into the building and took cover behind a tipped over table. Vapor took cover outside as they could hear the gang members arguing with each other.

Soarin fired at the Nightcrawlers as Blaze slipped closer to the burning car. She got her gun ready before she ran around the right side and dove towards the street, firing at the stallion who had fired at her. She made him flinch in fear before she tackled him to the ground. The other two turned to her as she rolled on her side so the others ended up shooting their own. Blaze then held her gun up and fired at them, hitting them both in the head. As they dropped, she threw the corpse of the third off her and shot him in the head just to be sure. Breathing heavily, she stood up as Soarin came out from behind the mailbox.

"Who's with you?" The stallion asked.

"Just me and High Winds," Blaze replied.

Soarin nodded and looked at their car. "Come with me. We need to help Thunderlane and Misty protect the recruits."

Blaze nodded and holstered her gun. "Windy was hurt a little when the car exploded," she said, before heading back for the other cop.

Soarin followed her into the alley, shielding his eyes from the fire. "We can probably take their car. Is she okay to walk?"

High Winds grabbed the top of the dumpster and stumbled to her feet. "I should be fine."

Blaze rolled her eyes and put an arm around her friend. "Don't be ridiculous."

Soarin smiled and exhaled with relief. "Two to our three make five. Still need more to stand up to Dusk."

Vapor eyed Thunderlane. "We don't have time for this. Grab a grenade from the bag and toss it in." She then reached around and fired her gun inside the building. "Quickly."

The stallion nodded and dove for the bag, pushing the weapons aside, he grabbed a hand grenade. Pulling the pin, he went to lean out and throw it when a bullet shot past his face. He pulled back quickly as the grenade fell from his hand. It rolled a couple feet away and sat there. Him and Vapor both stared at it. The stallion let out a sigh and dove for it. As he did, one of the Nightcrawlers popped out from behind cover and aimed at him. Thunderlane grabbed the grenade and went to throw it. When the Nightcrawler was about to fire, Vapor leaned out and shot him in the head. Thunderlane tossed the grenade into the building just in time for it go off.

Misty and the recruits felt the roof shake when the explosion went off. "What the hell is going on down there?" She asked.

Soarin, Blaze, and High Winds pulled up in a civilian car to see the aftermath. The three left the car and ran into the building to see Thunderlane and Vapor surrounded by blood, guts, and decimated corpses.

"I don't... think anyone survived," Thunderlane observed.

Soarin smiled and walked up to Vapor. "Good job. Now, shall we check on the others?"

Vapor smiled and nodded. "Yes. Let's."

Soarin and the other four headed into the back and went up the stairs that led to the roof. The white stallion reached a fist out and knocked twice on the rooftop door. “We come in peace!” He called out.

The door opened a crack as Soarin waved hello. It opened the rest of the way as Misty let out a sigh and holstered her gun. “Officers,” she greeted. “Cadet.”

“Lieutenant,” Soarin replied. “How are the others?”

“Fine,” Misty answered. “Absolutely fine. Now, can someone tell me what the fuck just happened?!”

Soarin stepped past her onto the roof, glancing at the recruits before looking at Misty again. “Most of our cops are dead. Lured into a trap by Dusk.”

“Shit…” the lieutenant muttered. “Who did we lose? I tried contacting the others but no one answered.”

Soarin sighed and leaned against the door frame. “Silver, Midnight, and Wave Chill all died in the explosion.”

Misty went wide-eyed and rubbed her forehead. “Double shit.”

“We’re mounting an attack against Dusk,” Soarin explained. “We have enough weapons for everyone here and I got Dusk’s location from Eris.”

“Eris?” Misty asked. “That chaotic monstrosity?”

Soarin shrugged. “She’s kinda cute. But, last time she gave me a location, Dusk found out and set up the trap. We need to be ready for anything.”

Misty sighed and nodded. “Alright. What’s the plan?"