My Little Program

It has been about 3 days since I was offered a job at the Ponyville Police Department. I of course accepted the job, it's a chance to make sure that no one has to go through what I had to go through, but still allow me to see a little bit more of the world.

Right now I'm walking down the street in my uniform alongside my partner, a young pegasus mare named Quill Ink. She has a light tan fur and chestnut colored mane/tail. She was also quite a bit shorter than me, probably around 5 feet 2 inches. She was walking along side me while reading through some copies of reports from different cases.

The street was pretty empty so we didn't have to worry about bumping into anyone. It was because of this I was using some of my hardware to study up on some detective skills. I might be a simple officer, but that doesn't mean I can't study up on other skills to help my fellow officers.

We were about to cross the street when the holosign turned red. That's an interesting part of Equestrian technology, they have holographic road signs instead of lights and regular signs.

I put my arm in front of her, which she walked into and stopped. I watched as both modern looking and hover cars passed by, which wouldn't be something you would expect from a futuristic world. There seems to be many who decide to have old fashion things despite the better options that are readily available.

Suddenly we heard a loud gunshot, right around the corner, along with some screaming. I started to quickly sprint down the street and around the corner, with Quill struggling to keep up.

We rounded the corner to see a hover car driving away from a dead unicorn at incredible speeds.

"Call for backup! I go after the suspect!" I shouted to Quill, as I was already starting to run, at which Quill sputtered and called out to me before obliging.

I quickly caught up to the speeding hover car as we sped down the streets. I was then shot right in the arm. It didn't hurt, hell it didn't even pierce the skin, thank you celetanium.

I continued to gain on the speeding vehicle, and did a super jump onto the wall of a nearby building. I then wall ran and jumped again onto the roof of the car. I saw a little sun roof of the car open to see, the joker? There were 2 stallions in the car that looked like a pony version of the joker. The on in the passengers seat stared at me for a moment with a blank face. He then slowly closed the sun roof.

I was then hit by several more bullets that came from the drivers seat of the car. Once again they didn't pierce the skin. I then punched both of my hands through the roof and ripped out both the driver and the passenger by their shirts.

Unfortunately the car now had no driver, but that's not much of a problem. Thinking quickly I stomped down on the front of the car, causing the entire front half of the car to collapse onto the street underneath. The car quickly came to a stop as I turned my attention to the jokers in my hands, both looking terrified. Makes sense, I mean they just saw a cop rip metal apart with his bear hands.

I hand cuffed them and dragged their asses back to the station.

I had handed the jokers over to the officers at the station a few minutes ago, and was waiting for Quill to get back. When she did, we were called into the interrogation room (the place behind the glass) where we saw the chief. He looked at me with a proud expression, that your dad would give you after winning a little league baseball game.

"Good job Bender! You showed those clowns who's boss!" He started jovially, before his expression turned much more serious.

"But now we have a bigger problem." He said, causing both me and Quill to raise an eyebrow.

"What's the problem sir." Quill asked, to which the chief turned towards the glass, where one of the jokers sat blabbing his mouth away at the glass.

"Due to budget cuts from the crown we couldn't afford to keep all of our detectives, so we had to cut most of their pay. They didn't like that, so many of them left to start their own private investigators. Right now our detectives are understaffed and underfunded." He said. It was here I decided to ask a question.

"What do you want us to do?" The chief turned back to us.

"I want you to interrogate this clown to find out who he's working for."

As soon as we walked into the clowns room his expression immediately turned from a joking happy look to one of terror. I also heard the putter of urine hitting the floor, nasty.

I sat down across from him, and looked him in the eye. I decided to make this easy on myself. Before I came in I used the Cyberspace to download as much know how as I could on hypnosis and illusion magic , and now it was time to put it to use. I lit my horn for the first time as I began to speak.

"Who are you?" I said, as the spell already started to take place. The stallion quickly relaxed as his face became neutral.

"I am a part of the gang called The Jokerz." Oh yeah with a z because it's the future.

"Did you kill that stallion?"

"Yes."

"Did anyone hire you to do it?"

"Yes. The boss said someone special payed us to do it, but never specified who."

"Thank you for your cooperation."

I then left the room, leaving both Quill and the chief behind the glass in shock. To be honest it, was easier than I thought.

"PLEASE! I'M SORRY! IT WON'T HAPPEN AGAIN! PLEASE DON'T-Bang" The alley behind the station was filled with Jokerz, surrounding their now dead comrade. The one who shot him was wearing a police uniform, holding a silenced pistol.

He handed the gun to a joker near him, his face covered by darkness.

"I will not accept treason in my city."