The Manehattan Project

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.