At this point in the main story, Octavia is going to the Royal ball in where she has to kidnap Blueblood in order to acquire a ransom. This is Detective Twilight Sparkle's point of view, in where actions that Octavia and Vinyl create have an effect on her.
This is the telling of her side of Octavia's encounters, set in first person.
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It was another night I was kept back for an operation. When was the last time I did an actual investigation? I honestly could not remember, certainly before the prohibition. When the banning of alcohol hit, the entire community of Equestria made a huge spike in crime. Mafia's were gaining power and large sums of money because of one limitation.
So now I sit in what is called a speak easy. Currently undercover to see the insides of an earth Mafia bar, and to possibly arrest the ponies currently taking place here. I knew that wasn't going to happen anyway.
I turned to my partner, Lyra. Smiling at her, who seemed to be having a good time despite the job we were currently doing. I leaned over to whisper to her.
"It's time." Lyra just nodded with a goofy smile. Honestly, my plan was a little....amatuer. Just to walk in front of a guard and yell 'You're under arrest'? Well the chief never really specified on how it should go, so I guess make it up as I go.
I walked a bit of distance, just to seperate myself. Closing the distance a bit just to be careful if something were to go wrong. Levitating my pistol out of it's holster, i did what all cops did best. I screamed.
After a very loud order of getting to the ground and a warning shot, the guard charged me. Dispatching him with a quick pistol whip to the head, my two colleagues jumped up on the table, spilling booze around the floor. A fire fight quickly took place ending with two dead cops (One being my partner), and one member of the Mafia family.
She was the guard on the opposite side of the door, the one I didn't account for. She vaulted the table, ripping the side of my left hoof. It hurt pretty damn good. Dodging her next bullet, I dived behind an overturned table. The tension was rising and my clip was getting low. It wouldn't be long before the fight was done. She was cunning, suppressing me then kicking the door down to escape. I stood up, feeling my lips start to curl in anger. "HEY! GET BACK HERE!"
It was too late. I stood amass a large pile of bodies and broken glass. My partner was already dead, there was no hope. I felt almost no remorse. Almost none.
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My hoof had fully healed, and it was now Nightmare Night. Just yesterday i had a meeting with one Filthy Rich, a large entrepreneur who we suspect has a large funding in one of the Mafia families. But as for tonight, my job was to stand at the senator's conference standing on the prohibition, recent crime amp, and the major loss of jobs across the country.
It was going fine, the anthem played and we sung along with it. That was until the senator had his brains blown away. Blood and organ matter flying across the street and a little on me, coupled with the deafening screaming of ponies who had just witnessed their senator's head more or less fly off. So naturally through my disgust, I looked up and found the black maned mare who i recently had a firefight with.
"HEY!" I screamed to obviously no avail. I ran across the stage and down the street to find my carriage sitting there. Turning on the siren, I threw the reins over my self and speeded down the streets in chase of the taxi carriage I witnessed the mare jump into.
I soon tracked her down, looking into a window about two blocks from the corner. She turned, saw me, then had a short standoff. Breaking into a run, I threw a heavy levitation spell on to her to drag her back. What followed next was a violent hoof fight, resulting into a fractured rib of mine and a hard concussion. I was dragged back to the hospital for observation of my magical gauges and to wake up next morning to brief our new plan to our new prisoner.
It's been about four days since the assassination, and we currently hold Octavia in one of our luxury cells. I don't approve of it, I really don't think she deserves luxury. But Red thinks she should have comfort when it comes to situations like this.
I'm not completely sure why we need this mare to take down the earth Mafia. We are in affiliation to government procedures, so why the need for an inside operation? I have asked before though. I was only told that we could handle on our own, and to better not bother the government to send help. Confusing though, seeing as Celestia was my magical mentor, and the fact that i talk to her almost every week, she too has said the same thing. Almost like we are stranded within our own problems without outside help.
Anyway, tomorrow is the Royal ball, and Celestia has promised me a meeting their to explain some things about the whole prohibition movement. Not only is my reason for being there to meet her, I am a standing guard as well. Since the assassination, the entire government state has been in an uproar, blaming the Princess and the supreme court for the senators death. A grudge some criminal felt they had to release out of anger towards not being able to get a drink.
There has been some tension though. We've been obtaining reports on earth and pegasi skirmishes in the streets, some being turf war, some being petty arguments. Most seem to be out of a standoff between the two families. Along with that, I in particular have been receiving files from an anonymous pony who goes by the name of D-J. They've obviously been doing some reconnaissance on the pegasi and unicorn Mafia's.
What bugs me a little more, is the calm unicorn Mafia. They do the normal stuff, alcohol, drugs, but they seemed more inclined for the Equestrian Way. The peaceful coexistence between the families. Not really going up against the other two or the police force. It's not calming or resolving at all. It makes me even more anxious.
It's time for the party, and I hope it goes alright. I don't think I'm in the mood for another fire fight.
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The first side story of TBCM. In the main story, this is where it starts to become more like a war than some petty run business.
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