Stellar intervention

Later that evening in the abounded area of the industrial part of canterlot walked a lone shady figure down the street. Said figure was no other than sunset shimmer, covered head to toe in clothes fit for a bank robbery. She wore a thick biker jacket and grayish jeans alongside some worn army boots and specially modified leather gloves that doubled as brass knuckles. Her face was covered by a bandana and reflecting ski goggles. Her hair was tucked under a black hood.

The whole outfit was rather heavy and hot but she was used to it as that was the prize of her anonymity in the underworld.

She coursed the day she was caught by a mafia gang thirty years ago.

-(o)- flash back –(o)-

A splash of cold water tore sunset back to conscience, causing her to sputter wen some of it got in her mouth. She tried to clear the water from her eyes but her hands were bound to something, making it impossible to move. The Same went for her legs as well.

It took her a bit to get a grasp of her surroundings, which weren’t all that much. She was tied to a chair inside a run down room, starring at a wall. In the corner of her eyes she saw a heavy build guy with a bucket.

“Wakey, wakey little sleepehead.” The man said in a far too creepily cheerful voice. The menacing look on his face didn’t help either.

It was at that moment that moment that it dawned on sunset that she was in serious trouble. She had gone through enough hostage training to know how to add one and one together.

“Thank you brass, you can go now. I will take it from here.” Another voice said from behind her, it had a odd yet sophisticated accent she had never heard bevor.

“Ah sorry boss but didn’t you say yourself that she is dangerous somehow?” the now as brass identified man asked, his eyes never leaving sunset.

“I did, though she is dangerous in a way neither of us can defend ourselves against, if I hadn’t taken measures to counter that. Right now she is just a… ordinary high school kid. One I have great plans for if she is willing to listen that is.” The unseen voice said calmly even though he seemed disgusted at the ordinary part.

“Alllright, I will take post right outside the door then but if anything happens..” the man said but trailed of as he partially pulled out a ridiculously large hand gun that somehow looked only average sized gun in his hand.

“Agreed, now if you would” brass boss asked politely to which brass put the gun back in his black leather jacket and left the room through a door somewhere to sunset’s left.

“You have been remarkable quite young lady, normally humans of your age need more encouragement to be this calm.” The voice noted and a creaking noise from a chair could be heard.

“because I’m tied up, outnumbered and out armed. Attempting a escape like this is nothing short of stupid.” Sunset replied calmer than she actually was. Training this was way different from reality even though her 'host' was probably the most polite kidnapper she ever heard of.

“I see, you are aware of your situation then, good. That saves me the time of beating this in to you.” To drive his point home something heavy, like a cane or a short iron rod hit the ground right behind her with a pain promising tap.
“However, I cannot afford to loose a precious asset like you so I will at least give you one reminder of our new partnership.” The man continued and stood up. Leaving no doubt that whatever came next was going to be painful.

“Partnership? How do you think I will be of use? Because I doubt I will be useful to you.” Sunset replied as calm as possible while trying not to think about what that reminder might be.

“oh? Do you really think your useless? Well let me tell you a secret, there are many ways I can use a healthy young woman. Selling you on a slave market comes to mind, I bet I could tickle a few thousand out of the right costumer. If that fails and I don’t find any other uses for you I bet some poor soul will graciously accept the organs you so selflessly donated. I still have some high end customers who would pay a fortune to get a replacement heart for their relatives.”

Sunset gulped at that, she knew he was trying to intimidate her. And if she had to be honest he kind of succeeded.

“There is however a third option. You could join our little family. Who knows, maybe if we get along for long enough you will become my right hand.” He finished and she could swear that he was trying to archive that outcome for some reason. “So which one do you choose young lady?”

As if she had a choice, The answer was clear in her head. To survive at all costs. Sadly number three was her only option right now that had any chance of success. Yet she still hesitated long enough to try her hosts patients. His iron pole slammed down next to her, startling her quite a bit.

“I recommend to think quickly young lady, im a busy man.” The voice said, coming very close to her ear yet stayed out of sight, he had moved without a sound. His voice also never left it’s sophisticated and polite tone that increasingly reminded her of a shark that had smelled blood.

“I, I …. I will join you.” Sunset said in defeat, her head hanging and her body loose. She had signed a pact with the devil to continue her own goals. Goals she needed to be alive for.

“Good. Very good. Now how about you give me your name? I make it a principal to know all of my men’s names.” He asked and only for a fraction he sounded pleased, though he quickly covered that up.

“My name is sunset, sunset shimmer.” She answered simply, she was still frightened, yet the fact that she could maybe out of there alive gave her just enough hope to hold on to her old plans. She would prove her teacher how powerful she was, how worthy she was to ascend in to alicorn hood. And she would prove herself good enough to wield a the crown that was her birthright. All she had to do was to stay quite and play along to her captors long enough.

“well it is a pleasure to meet make your acquaintance miss shimmer. As for me? Just call me mister g.” the voice said oblivious to sunsets seeds of treacherous thoughts. He also stepped in to her field of view for the first time, she was a bit disappointed though. She expected a tall tuxedo or similar suit wearing figure with a noble hair cut. I stead she got a gray skinned man with orange hair and a melon hat alongside a white coat that had a wine red inside. Though that was the most remarkable thing about him, that and the mettle cane he held.

“I'm glad I was able to convince you to join us in one piece. I hate to loos potential members, especially ones with your potential. Now all we need to do is to give you a nice membership card. Brass, get the branding iron.” He suddenly called out, making a shiver run down sunsets spine

-(o)- end flashback. –(o)-

She shuddered as she touched her left shoulder were her new boss had branded her with a wolfs head. She hated it but had no choice but to follow his orders. At least she had worked herself up the gangs hierarchy over the years. There was also the fact that her boss somehow knew a bit about her magic, though he called it psyonics.

She shook her head. That was just another unpleasant memory and her only condolences was that he severely underestimated her true powers.

“Hey what you doing here asshole?” a voice called out, completely tearing sunset away from her thoughts. As she looked up she saw a purple skinned teenager with a bomber jacket, tattered jeans and a aggressive haircut in front of her. The teen also blocked her entrance to a run down warehouse that served as the only neutral zone of the underworld.

“Mister g. is waiting for me.” Sunset replied, knowing full well that her master’s name had some weight in the underworld.

Something the teen didn’t seem to know or care about. “Yea riiiight and im b,buddy's left hand. Now spit it out. What are you doing here.” The teen countered over-sarcastically. Though all sarcasm vanished as he pulled out a vicious looking army knife.

Sunset sighed in frustration. “Let me guess, you’re a newbie on b,buddy's gang right?” she asked calmly.

“Yea what of it?” the teen asked mockingly.

“then nobody seemed to have bothered to tell you the rules kid, so listen very closely or your live will be very short.
Rule no one. Do not commit ‘business' in another clans or gangs territory.
Rule no two. Do not attack allied clan members.
Rule no three. The hollow dock is a neutral territory.
Newsflash, this is the hollow dock and I am one of mr. G. Negotiators. In case you didn’t know who that is, he is the head of the fang clan who’s territory is right next to yours. So are you going to let me in or do I need to beat you up and drag to your boss?” sunset explained calmly.

The thug looked a bit surprised at her rant jet seemed to ignore it as he raised his knife and fell in to a fight stance, a very sloppy one at that.

Sunset growled in annoyance and took her own stance and finally triggered her empathic field that she had trained behind g's back.

Surprisingly the fight never came as sunset immediately felt two other presence coming towards them and by the looks of it she knew both of them, boar and seagull. The former was b,buddy’s enforcer and the latter was mister g's second in commands left hand and the head enforcer of the clan. Needless to say, neither one was to be pissed of or the stereotypical cement-block-on-feet-shove-in-bay was the least of ones trouble.

She smiled behind her mask and relaxed, causing the teen to look at her confused. Then he decided to simply charge the her only for sunset to disarm him and stick him on the pavement. It was that moment the two enforcer came around the corner and saw sunset standing over a unconscious teenager wit a bleeding nose while she juggled a army knife.

“Da hells going on here?” boar asked with a raised eyebrow, radiating suspicion and annoyance.

Seagull however immediately recognized sunset and groaned in annoyance. “The scarlet which strikes again.”

Sunset shrugged. “not my fault if there’s a newbie at the entrance. One who doesn’t even know the rules at that.” Then she gave the teen a light kick and dropped the knife next to him before she joined the two mafia enforcer.

“jea just next time don’t bloody them up. It’s hard enough to find new recruits lately.” Boar said and took out his phone. “I will call someone over to clean this mess up and teach him the basics, again.”

“Alright, scarlet you’re with me. The boss is holding a meeting right now to go over our side of the deal.” Seagull said and walked of towards the warehouse.

Soon enough the two entered the dedicated office area of the warehouse which was about the size of a small family home and offered rooms as ‘embassy' for the various shady groups. Officially the offices belonged to various small companies who owned the place as a joined venture.

On the second floor of the surprisingly intact building the two reached a room labeled 'galvan's fishing company.' Which was her boss’s official business that he used to smuggle goods. With only a short knock seagull went in to the office with sunset close behind him.
Inside they found g sitting at a desk, doing paperwork. He only briefly glanced their way before continuing to write. “You’re late scarlet.” He then started.

“I get my bike license in two weeks. I wont risk driving till then, the cops are getting itchy again.” Sunset said simply.

“A wise precaution. Very well then, on to business. I just revived words from our supplier in mareico that two of their plants got busted and the bulls got a whiff of our cent. As of now I have cut all ties with them. However they are also our supplier for the dry ice we use to cool our fishing hauls. I already have a substitute but they don’t pack any surprises so our local business is about to run dry. Though me and the others have come up with a plan. It is already in motion.” G shot seagull a meaningful look. “All we need now is a scapegoat. Which is your part. We are about to loose some of out goods in this but it is a acceptable loss. However we need someone to lead a new drug trafficking ring here with the combined staches of our 'friends'. To do that we need someone with a name who the police knows about. But not their real name and true allegiance.” This time gs gaze went to sunset.

“Hold on a second. How am I supposed to get my own gang up and running? Right now I only have my reputation as the scarlet witch.” Sunset countered in shock. That would really mess up her plans in for equestria. ….. or would it?

“that is the reason we choose you. I don’t know how you did it but you’ve stayed naught more than a rumor for the common thug. Our most police infested population. Shure we clan leader know you exist but most only know that I have your contact. They don’t know you’re working for me. For them you are neutral, a wildcard so to speak. So what do you say?” he asked and leaning back in his office chair.

The two locked eyes, they both knew she had to accept. After all, he could erase the peaceful live he had given her outside the underworld with only one order. “ I’m in. When do I start?”

“I can tell you that after the negotiations with b.buddy. he is the only one who is still needs to know.” G explained. “Now on to the meeting.”