The starting line of the Green Print Run was packed, filled with individuals from around the world that all came to compete or spectate the event. Within the tower overlooking the field the racers were forming in, the organizer of the race, stood in the darkness surrounded by representative from the participating nations and companies sponsoring the event.

"I must say, with the prosperity of the colony exceeding 150% of its projected growth, this event seems like it would just waste away the extra profit, am I correct?" Korn questioned. "As a representative of a nation that values wealth above most thing I would suggest not angering them with funding things without payoff."

"But this event is not going to lose, if anything, it will make more." I responded.

"And why would that be?"

"Because of tourism." I simply stated. " Such an eye catching event will surly bring tourists from around the world to watch the race, and even though the events are non-profit, the amenities such as hotels and restaurants are not. After all, people need a place to sleep, as well as food to eat."

Korn responded with a bow, seemingly satisficed with the answer, and left the room, the other representatives following him. When they left a figure appeared behind Catalysuer. It was a pegasus with a dark blue mane and tail, along with a strange split down his body's fur, with a lighter blue on his right and a creamy tan on his left. On his flank was a cutie mark spit down the middle between a Scarab on the right and an eagle on the right. His right eye was a deep hazel blue, with the right being a steel gray.

Their gender wasn't immediately clear, with no features saying any gender in specific. The pegasus bowed respectfully before rising to the large mare's sign to do so.

"Lucky, its good that you're here."

"I am always ready to receive your commands."

"I need you to find and possibly recruit any possible Stand users to turn up at this race."\

"Of course my lady."

"Luck, you don't need to refer to me so formally. I am no more in power than you are in this relationship. I simply have a need I am respectfully asking you to help me with." The mentioned lady spoke in exasperation.

"You saved me from a cruel fate, I simply follow you because you have given me my life back and more." The pegasus said, before vanishing again.

"You know" Catalysuer spoke into the empty room, shaking her head as she continued. "If I didn't already know what your Stand did, I would assume it had something to do with shadows."

Stand: Luck Of The Draw
Stand Master: Lucky Day
Namesake: Luck Of The Draw by Bonnie Raitt

Destructive Power: None

Speed: D

Range: None

Persistence: None

Precision: A

Development Potential: B

Twilight was practically overwhelmed by the sheer amount of racers and sightseers that showed up to the race, there had to be nearly over ten thousand in this end of the race alone. How so many could stand watching running was completely beyond her.

As she made her way to one of the sign in booths she caught glance of a cloaked figure. All she could see was their mouth and hooves, it seemed that they were a zebra. The zebra then disappear into the crowd as they moved to the starting line.

Lucky Day stood upon the spire nearest to the overlook their Lady Luck was staying in for the starting point of the race.

"Ready!" A five ringed slot machine appeared on their left hoof as they cranked the leaver.

"Set!" The first slot spun wildly through a scarab, an x, and an eagle.

"Go!" The sound of the crowds screaming went off as the slot stopped on the scarab, making Luck smirk.

"It seems that luck is on my side for the start of my mission." Luck then opened his wings, taking off to the part of the race his mission will truly begin.

The Standing Stones.

Author's Note

Merry Christmas!