"Maybe, it's better to stop," Fluttershy said, looking at Twilight trying to find the magic in the blue colored house. "This is just simple house."

"It may be a simple house, but I couldn't shake that feeling that it was bigger in the inside," she replied. After another failed mistake, Twilight gave it up, and they go to Sugar Cube Corner. "But if there is no magic in that house..."

"Then there is no magic in that house," she interrupted her, by placing her finger over the mouse of the unicorn. "Really, Twi. When we get to the Time Turner's place, the only thing you can talk about is how his house can be bigger in the inside."

"Um..." She hesitated. then, with a sigh, she said, "I believe... you're right."

Fluttershy smiled but Twilight didn't saw this. Her head was hidden completely from everyone's looks with a cloak's hood. Her cloak was the same as Twilight's own, but of a different color.

Only Fluttershy's eyes were open to the world. The gap of the hood reveals not only eyes, though. Around her left eye, a clear patch of skin situated itself.

The burns were healed without any mistakes, but the hide didn't want to grow on the barren skin.

It was really nice of Twilight to had this spell of her on me, Fluttershy thought. I'll just cooked up under this cloak without her spell.

"Hey, Flutters?" Twilight addressed to her, getting her from her thoughts away. "Why the village's so barren?"

She looked around. The streets around her were absolutely empty except for them. A recognition started to take over her. The dark figure that loomed at the end of the street making Fluttershy to quiver in fear. Twilight already opened her mouth, but someone yanked them to the side. They come to sense only when they were in the dark room of some sort.

"What... What h-happened ," Twilight stuttered. She glanced at everyone inside. Her friends and guards stood around her. The mare that owns the building was there too, but she was shaking so fiercely, that one will know that she is in there without even looking.

"Zecora happened," Rainbow said, looking in the window.

"Zecora?" She asked.

Instead of an answer, Rainbow showed a sign to come closer. When Twilight stood next to Rainbow, she saw the dark figure in the end of the road. Looking at how the figure arched, the figure was doing something with the earth.

"What is she doing?" Twilight asked.

"Oh, she is cursing these lands. Everytime she does this, something happens," she replied.

"Those were simple coincidences, I believe," Twilight suggested. "There is no magic in here, so it can't be a curse in any way."

"Maybe she do this without magic," Rainbow assumed.

Twilight only laughed at this. After sometime she come to sense and said, "This is ridiculous, Rainbow." After that, she offered ,"Do you wish me to raze all your prejudices?"

Everyone shook their heads, saying their no. Twilight on the contrary opened the door with her magic and ran outside. Everyone followed her. The last one, the guard had closed the door, much to the relief of the house owner.

"Who are you?!" She shouted to the figure. She felt how everypony behind her got the weapons out of sheathes and prepared to use them if needed.

The figure was standing to them with her back. The figure have raised her hands higher showing the striped hide. The figure turned around and pulled her hood off revealing a female zebra. She immediately frowned at the look of ponies behind her.

"The ponies I haven't seen before. Don't you mind me to know about you more?" she rhymed.

"We are guards in Celestia's service, so yes. We do mind," one of the guard said.

"Well, since we are not serving Celestia, I believe we can communicate with you. Isn't that truth, girls?" Twilight said.

"I think it isn't..." Rainbow mumbled.

"Wait, you're the purple unicorn, they spoke recently? I'm not sure I saw anyone like you apparently," she asked.

"And what they say?" Twilight asked her question in reply.

"They say that because of you, the things here were replaced with something new. That the old business can't be done, with the guards who looms since the rise of the Celestia's sun. They say that in the past the night patrol was the local pun, now it's something one needs to take into account," she told Twilight, much to her surprise.

The things in Ponyville really were changed. All the old guards were sent out to more provincial settlements, than Ponyville ever was. The new town guards in the town were sent by Celestia herself. It could be felt by their almost maniacal faith in Celestia. They've made it clear that they wouldn't tolerate anything if it's needed to be done out of Celestia's sight.

"Wow... And that's because of me..." She whispered. Then, with a normal tone, she said, "Well, I believe I have a debt before those who lives in this town."

"Yeah, but what's done is done and you mustn't have that frown. I would like it better if you say how you are called, don't wish to be rude and wonder what to say when I and you met when you or me have a talk," she said.

"Oh, my name's Twilight. This here is Applejack, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy," Twilight said. Zecora immediately noticed the clear patch of skin, where no fur were growing.

"Oh, you, poor little mare. You are in luck since such a blight for me isn't rare," she said.

"Wow, you are able to restore the fur on my face?" Fluttershy asked. Zecora nodded. "Oh, if this wouldn't bother you then can we treat my furless skin?"

"That's definitely good idea. On the way to your house, we can ask the questions that we have," Twilight added. "By the way, can you tell me where are you from? It's Zebrica, isn't it? I can't remember any other place where zebras like you lives."

"It's not unexpected to me that you haven't heard of any places zebras roams free. Our homeland, Zebrica, is a very secluded land faraway. Me, I'm an outcast, since my tribe didn't like my deviant display," She rhymed. She has been rhyming all the way to her place. The guards followed them on their silent watch.

***

"Please, stop?" The aged yellow mare with a bloodied face mumbled, as she fell to the ground after an uppercut.

"Stop? After everything you've done?" The masked stallion barked as he stood over her."You're so pathetic."

"Please... I-I can give you m-money..." She mewled, while wiping off the blood from her broken nose. This movement revealed a mark of a hand in the whirlwind of golden coins on the backside of her palm. The mark got stallion slightly angered, but he didn't show it.

"Hah. I thought you were smart enough to understand that I care not about myself but for the justice that had been suffering because of you," he accused her. "The justice will grant me with a smile when your blood will be spilt on the ground below!"

One movement of his axe, and its blade was practically at half of cutting off the mare's head.

Blazing Spear remembered how he killed Corrupting Touch, while cleansing his mask.

It was a present from Blood Tree. Today, she also sent him a box with gas grenades. Some had the simple smoke, while the others...

They are painted in the same green like arrows. The gas in these little things can cause hallucinations, big confusion and a hay lotta troubles for those who will be breathing with it, He thought, while putting away the mask. The mask have an air cleaning spell on it so it wouldn't allow him to breathe with that poison.

That moment someone knocked on the door. He quickly put away the mask and the box in his little stash under planks below and put a rug over it.

When he got to the door, the one behind it knocked the second time. When he opened the door, a cheered yet familiar voice screamed at him, "Brother! It was so long since the last time we met, and I started to miss you!"

He was tacked by someone really excited. When he come to sense he recognized his little sister in the figure in front of him. Light cream fur was brighter if matched to his own coat, while her mane was a bit darker then his. His light crimson mane and her deep crimson. Her green eyes behind round eyeglasses were completely different to his amber ones. That's how Blazing Brush looked if next to her was her brother, Blazing Spear.

"So, am I able to enter your home or I would be standing her all the time?" she asked.

"Uh, of course you can," he replied. When she was in, he asked, "It was just really sudden... Do you want some tea?"

"Wouldn't mind," she said. He headed to his kitchen and got some water in the teapot. One lighted match later and a bright flame was beneath teapot. He got the packet with tealeaves from the cupboard, after that.

Turning around he saw his sister sitting at his table. All her attention drawn to the flames in the furnace. His eyes in the same were drawn to his cutie-mark. A spear in flames. So, daddy. How are you there damned pyromaniac? Do you burn everything in your afterlife?.. I still miss you, even after everything you've done, He thought. Then, his sister called for him, out of sudden.

"Hey, big bro," she said, drawing his attention to him. "Have you heard that Light Flicker and Corrupting Touch are dead?"

"Huh, no," he lied.

"Are you sure?" She didn't trust him. "The clues they find tells rightly opposite."

"As if, you know what clues, they find," he said, then he remembered something. Wait. No, no. Don't you dare say that...

"Those arts were really good, but those scribbling... That isn't your handwriting. I know how you write things, but those were hardly words." she told him.

"Why me? It could be anyone else," he tried to be evasive.

"I'm the only one who had seen you drawing stuff," she said. "Our drawing is similar, and that art... Why did you draw her mane like a flame? I believe, it's corrupting it."

"She corrupts everything... They corrupt... And in this freaking city there is many like him or her. I just... Give them what they deserve," he said, already seeing that he is busted.

"But they didn't. No one else in this world deserve such a fate. Even Light Flicker and Corrupting Touch," she said, while putting her hand between her hind legs, since their names opens an old wound.

He come closer to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. After a minute she come to her sense, while he asked her, "You are still able to forgive both of them, even after what they've done to you?"

"If not me, then who? Everyone is allowed to live and this statement couldn't be questioned. Life is the greatest virtue," she said.

"If only everyone were like you..." He said. Then, he changed the topic, "so, how it's at Double Flower and Pear Luggage?"

"The same as it is," she said. "Nothing happened recently."

"How are they?" he asked.

"Oh, they are fine. Rinsed Wind is fine too," she said. Then she added, "Luggage is still mourning Pear Butter."

"Is he still angry at Grand Pear?" he asked.

"I'm not sure if there is something that will change it," she replied. He smirked at it. His sister didn't have a house like him. Instead, she is renting a room at Double Flower's shop. She, her husband, Pear Luggage, and their adopted son, Rinsed Wind, are really nice ponies from what he remembered from times he encountered them.

This moment the teapot started to whistle. He put out the fire in the furnace and got the kettle by the handle. Soon they were chatting about everything in the world. The time went by.

"Hey, Big Bro," she called out for him when she was at the door. When all of his attention was on her, she said, "One thing you must remember. It's four ponies that solve your case. If not counting me, than those three who is left... Well, let's just say that they would be solving it for years. But few words from this mouth and you will be behind the bars. I wouldn't give you up right now, but if something goes wrong, this mouth wouldn't be kept shut."

"Yes, yes. I understand. Bye," he said.

"Yeah. Well, goodbye, big brother. Would highly appreciate to meet sometime later," she said and exited his house. The doorknob flashed with amber aura and soon the door closed.

So, who's gonna be next? He thought, as he goes up to his room on the second floor.

Author's Note

So, guys. What do you feel about cutie-marks on the backside of the palm? I feel, that it's kinda unfitting to have them on the flanks. A cutie-mark is something that shows the nature of a pony and isn't something to hide from everyone. The cutie-mark on the flank is hidden under pants and them walking without pants... Let's just say that, It works for ponies, but not here.