Jess groaned as she sat up in bed to answer the phone, disturbing the other pony, "Octavia? Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"I don't care what time it is. You didn't tell me what the results of yesterday's mission was. Has the little shit been dealt with, and has anything else of note happened." Octavia's voice said through the phone, the annoyance clear in her tone.

"Yes, Lawrence has been dealt with. And I got two new recruits." Jess says tiredly, wiping her eyes.

Octavia started tapping her other free hoof on her table. "Good. Good. What are the details with the new recruits." She said as she waved a waiter over and silently ordered some red wine.

The mare in Jess's bed cuddled into her. "Who is it, hon?"

"Don't worry about it, just go back to sleep." Jess tells her, "They're nothing too special, but they're a good investment."

Octavia waited patiently for her wine to show up as she conversed with her one of her top underlings. "How So?"

"They want to open a sandwich shop. It would be a good opportunity to launder some extra money. And we could always use another safe house."

"Hm. I guess. Good work Jess. As usual. The other reason I called you was because Vinyl called me earlier and told me that stallions that apparently worked for 'Scar'...Faust what a pathetically cliche name, tried to gun her down."

"I'll take care of him tomorrow. I'll appoint one of my moles as the new boss." Jess said with a yawn.

"Good. You can get some sleep now." Octavia said as her wine arrived to her table.

"Thanks, night." Jess hangs up and lays back with a groan, "Ugh....I need to plan another hit tomorrow."

Octavia sipped on her wine as she placed down her phone. She kicked her hindhooves up on the table and scoured the....adult restaurant she was in. Looking for any mares that caught her fancy. She sipped her wine as she looked everypony over. She noticed a mare off in a corner by herself. Her coat was a bright orange and she had a white mane and tail. She was dressed in the standard dancing mare's attire for the establishment. She was sitting in a booth drinking a bottle of Fireball Whiskey all by herself. She didn't seem even the slightest bit tipsy.

"Sunbeam! Get your ass on stage or else!" The manager shouted, getting spit all over the mare's face.

"Go fuck yourself." She spat back.

"How dare you!! Get your ass onstage or I will have you thrown to the wolves!!" He shouted, slamming his cane on the ground.

"What did I just say? Go fuck yourself."

He seethed in anger and raised his cane to hit Sunbeam. "Manager?" Octavia said from her booth, causing him to freeze in place. He turned to look back at Octavia.

"Y-Yes Ma'am?" He said with a gulp.

"Beat it, will ya?" She said, jerking her head to the exit.

"Thanks but I've got this." Sunbeam said, her eyes flashing green for a second. She punched the manager in the face. "That's for making the new girl give you a private show!"

"Ow! Bitch!" He shouted, raising his cane to attack.

She ripped it right out of his hoof, slamming him in the stomach with it. "If you make a girl do that again, I'll make sure you're found at the bottom of the sewer canal with a pair of cement loafers!"

"Aaagh!" He coughed, collapsing to the ground and clutching his stomach.

She snapped the cane in half dropping it next to the downed stallion. "Alright. I'm done here." Sunbeam said.

Octavia grinned to herself at Sunbeam's combat prowess. "Rather impressive combat skills for a stripper. What's your story?" Octavia asked as she took a sip of her wine.

"I don't have a story. But if you ask nice, I'll give you thirty minutes in one of the private rooms. at a cost." Sunbeam said as she started to furiously chew one of those gums you take when you try to quit smoking.

Octavia chuckled at 'sunbeam's forwardness. "I don't appreciate being lied to, Miss Tile." Octavia said, revealing she knew more than she was letting on.

The dancer's eyes flashed green once again. "Well. You drive a hard bargain, but I guess I can give you a free show." She said, leading her into one of the private rooms.

Octavia followed her in, cupping her hooves behind her back. She walked on her hindlegs over to the couch and took a seat. "Are you aware of who I am?" She asked as she gently folded her hooves in her lap.

"Shut up and listen you nosy little pony. I don't care if you are the biggest boss in town. If you try to blackmail me I'll suck you dry!" She hissed, staying in her disguise but let on some changeling traits.

Octavia's eyes narrowed. "You think I'm scared of a Changeling? I'd watch your mouth if I were you. Anyways, I came to offer you a job."

"Whatever you're offering, I'm not interested. I'm perfectly fine where I am." She said, starting to chew the gum even harder.

"If it's because you have a sense of protectiveness over the rest of the girls here, I'll take them with me, too." Octavia offered.

"Take a hint pony. I'm not interested." She says, crossing her hooves, "Now do you want a show or not?"

"I came here to get more talent for my organization, whether it be sexual or combat prowess. And I intend to do that....how does a hive of your own sound?" Octavia said with a smirk.

"I am loyal to my Queen pony." She spat, baring her fangs.

Octavia's eyes widened a little in shock. "I see. I had assumed you were a runaway changeling. You have my apologies for my bluntness." She said with a head bow.

Shimmering didn't seem to know how to react to this, "Oh...well...good."

"So...why are you working in a strip club?" Octavia asked as she sipped on her wine.

"Lust is almost as good as love. Look, if you want ask me questions you can do it while I give you a show. Time is love you know."

"....You're hiding something from me...Is there something wrong with your queen?" Octavia asked as she spread her legs for the changeling to give her a show.

"Nothing is wrong pony." She says a she starts her provocative dance.

Octavia sat back and took her dancing in. "You know who I am, so call me by name and not Pony, please."

"Whatever. Nothing is wrong Melody."

Octavia smiled. "That's better. Now I already told you, I don't like being lied to. I genuinely want to help."

"Well I don't need any help." She says getting on top of Octavia to give her a lap dance.

"Yes. You Do. Or rather your Queen does." Octavia said.

"Do not speak of the Queen." Shimmering says, grinding on Octavia's crotch.

"I will do whatever I feel like. And I feel like helping you." Octavia said, her eyes narrowing.

"Your help is unneeded. Now pull your pants down so I can grind on your pole."

"Miss Tile. Tell me what's wrong!" Octavia said.

"Nothing is wrong besides you stupid ponies making it impossible to feed! How am I supposed to feed my daughter when you ponies won't produce any Hive damned love?!"

Octavia frowned at that. "You're daughter is in trouble?"

"In trouble?! She's dying! First you ponies label us a fucking disease! Then you raid our hive! Then you force my daughter to bring herself to death's doorstep to save the few of us that remained!" She screams, tears in her eyes.

Octavia pondered on this. "I've had a few rogue changelings as my friends...I definitely wouldn't call an entire species a disease, nor would any of my friends....Did the ponies that did this belong to factions outside of the Sun Empire?"

"I don't know or care!! My daughter is practically dead because of ponies!! Now shut up so I can milk some emotions out of you to extend her life by a few days!!" Tears are freely flowing down her cheeks now.

Octavia hugged The changeling, freely giving her tons of love.

She weakly fought against her grip, "No! Let me go you Filthy pony!"

Octavia gently patted her back. "It's okay....it's okay....let all the pent up rage out..." she said as she gave the changeling her love.

"I don't need you! My daughter doesn't need you! You're just food.....just food...." she sobs.

"Shhh... shhh....it's okay....it's okay..." Octavia cooed as she continued to give her more love.

Soon, the changeling reduced from her struggle into a limp sobbing mess.

"Shh....Shh....." Octavia said, rubbing her back.

Once she was finished, she gently pulled away from the changeling. "That is twenty liters. Please use itto save your daughter."

"It'll take more than that to save her....you've bought her a month, maybe a little more...."

"No. I will save her with changeling magic and nothing else." She says, pulling away and wiping her cheeks, "If you want to help then find me a reliable source if love."

"Why is that, Tile? Surely we could work together to save her?" Octavia said.

".....come with me. I'll show you why you and your 'tech' can not help her." Shimmering said, opening a portal.

Octavia followed her through the portal, texting Vinyl she'd probably be late tonight.

Vinyl's phone buzzed in her coat pocket as she entered a bar. She took it out and sent a response text back to her wife. She walked inside the establishment, nodding a greeting to the bartender. She headed into the kitchen of the bar and inputted a code into a key pad near a 'supply closet'. The closet spun around inside until it revealed an elevator. Vinyl stepped inside a pressed the sub basement level. About a minute passed and the elevator dinged and the doors opened. Vinyl exited the elevator and walked down the hall. A mare came scrambling up to her. "L-Lady Scratch! Welcome!" She greeted with a bow.

"Yeah yeah, I know it's a shock to see me. No need to bow, just take to her quarters please." Vinyl said.

The mare quickly stood up on her hooves and nodded quickly. "Yes, of course! Right this way please!" She said before leading Vinyl down the hall.

The walls were decorated with all kinds of blades and statues of war heroes in front of purple wall paper. The floor was black tile that gave a distinct Clink! with every hoof step. The hall came to a stop before a grand pair of blood red and gold double doors with white dragons curling around the handles. The unicorn mare that came to greet Vinyl used her magic to open the doors. Vinyl stepped inside, calmly moving to the left as a stallion launched into the wall right next to her. "Busy?" Vinyl asked as she stood in front of the doors to prevent the stallion from escaping.

A tall dark purple unicorn with a scar over one of her eyes stepped out from the shadows of the room. Her eyes were turquoise and her horn seemed to be slowly regrowing itself. "Not at all, Miss Vinyl. This won't take but a second." She said, cracking her neck.

The stallion weakly stood up to his hooves and pulled out a pistol. He aimed it at the purple mare and pulled the trigger. To butler mare and the stallion, it happened in a blink of an eye, but Vinyl saw it all as if it happened in slow motion.

The purple mare brought a hoof to her horn, which glowed a bright red. She had summoned a black katana from her pocket dimension and cut the bullet from the pistol in half. The stallion seemed to shake in a terrible fear as he scrambled to set his pistol to auto fire. He then shot at the purple unicorn with at the rate of a tommy gun. She cut quite a bit of the bullets speeding towards her in half. The ones she didn't cut in half she deflected into the wall. The stallion started to breath heavily when his gun clicked, signalling he was out of ammo. The purple unicorn slowly walked towards him. He patted down all of his pockets, desperately searching for ammo. He found a clip after a few moments and hurriedly loaded it. Just as he pulled back the hammer of the gun, there was breeze as the unicorn swiftly sliced him in half down the middle.

A look of horror permanently etched into both halves of his face as he slowly fell to the ground in two pieces. "Ruby. Clean this filth please." She said as she wiped her sword off of blood as she placed it back in her pocket dimension.

The butler mare nodded and used her magic to incinerate the halves of the stallion, and pick up all the debris, bullets, and bullet casings, as well as clean up all of the blood. She bowed before exiting the room.

"Well now. Always a pleasure to see you work~." Vinyl said with a chuckle. "What was that all about?" She asked as the unicorn went back to her desk after fixing the lights in her room.

"The idiot tried to sell me off brand shitty alcohol." The purple unicorn said as she sat in her office chair.

Vinyl burst into a laugh at that. "Fucking idiot!"

This got the purple unicorn to giggle a bit as well. She took a deep breath before she gained a serious look on her face. "I assume you aren't here for laughs and some good beer." She said as she peaked her hooves.

Vinyl pulled up a chair on the opposite side of the mare's desk. "You're right about that. I'm here about the deal. Have you come to a decision yet?" She asked.

The purple mare nodded. "Yes I have. I decided to accept your proposition. My business will join your organization." She said with a smile.

Vinyl broke out into a big grin at that. She reached out an alabaster hoof out to her. "Well then. I am pleased to Welcome you to the Octaves, Tempest Shadow." Vinyl said with a grin.

Tempest grinned back and took the hoof offered to her and shook it. "Pleasure is all mine, Boss."

Author's Note

New chapter is done! :D I hope you all like this one! Make sure to leave comments as usual Everypony