Doom, a tankpony-turned-special-agent, wanders the streets of Manehattan...

Long ago, 1944 to be exact, a big ol tank was built by the name T28. It never went anywhere, WWII ended, and it was forgotten until 1974 when the tree of harmony used it to save some ponies from a hungry manticore.

By turning it into a pony, of course. A bulletproof mare who came to be named Doom!

In return for her government-funded house and having her needs paid for, Doom agreed to join the Strategic Equestrian Division, then she went into living a normal life.

Well, until that damned watch started glowing orange. Something had gone very wrong in manehattan...

This story is set a while into Doom's manehattan adventures though, I just felt like writing something because damn I reinstalled the Division 1 and NY in winter is just A E S T H E T I C