Equestria was once a peaceful land known to all. Unfortunately, corruption had begun to kick in with the law. And thus began the rise of many criminal gangs.

Now here we have in the city of Baltimare, lies their most notorious gang of all, The Sektorz. It was the most opposed gang that fought against other small gangs. However, this only made them stronger. Thus, making their name feared towards all. It's leader was Krieg, a dangerous individual that was known for wielding the most deadliest firearms ever known to ponykind. He was well known for his signature rifle, the 552. Sometimes, he would use his sniper rifle, the Commando, for attempted assassinations on his own life. They call him Krieg because both his signature guns were named Krieg. However when it came to pistols, he never used any of his signature weapons. Instead, he uses a tertiary weapon, which was a .40 caliber Night Hawk. It was an effective gun that could blow anyone's brains out.

Inside an abandoned warehouse, a gang of 10 were interrogating their captive. The lights were dim, but 9 ponies and the captive were visible.

"I told you, I have no fucking clue where the briefcase is!" screamed Weasel of the gang, The Draconic Shadows. He was tied to a chair with the members of The Sektorz surrounding him.

"Then at least tell us what's inside." Maverick, the second in command of The Sektorz, demanded.

"I don't know what it is!" Weasel answered. Tex and Ace, who were behind him, tightened the ropes a little harder.

"We don't have all day. The tighter the ropes are, the lesser blood can pass through." Maverick reminded him firmly. He was beginning to lose his patience.

"Are you fucking deaf?! I don't have a goddamn clue what's inside the motherfuckin' briefcase!" Weasel yelled back.

"Hold on." a voice said from the shadows. The Sektorz looked and saw that it was their leader, Krieg, speaking. He walked closer to Weasel's face. "Are you sure you don't know what is inside the briefcase?" Krieg asked gently.

"N-no. I don't." Weasel stammered. His face was sweating from the intense stare. Krieg slowly nodded.

"Rooster, give me the axe." Krieg ordered. Rooster, another member of The Sektorz complied and gave him a woodcutting axe.

"W-wait. W-what are you going to d-do with t-that?" Weasel nervously asked.

"This is what I do to anyone who lies in front of my face." Krieg stated bluntly. Weasel's psyche had been shattered.

With a swing of the axe, Krieg had stuck the blade into Weasel's leg.

"AAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!!!!" Weasel screamed out. His leg had been severed by that axe swing.

"Pass me the file, Eagle." Krieg ordered. Eagle, another member of The Sektorz, had did what he was told.

"Let's see...Weasel...member of The Draconic Shadows...known to wriggle his way out of lie detectors." Krieg read aloud. He gave an evil smile that said 'There's no escaping.'. "You were trying to lie your way out of my grasp, weren't you?"

Weasel said nothing as he could only watch the blood from his leg spurt out.

"Now, unless you don't want me to send your severed body parts to your boss, I want you to tell me what is inside the briefcase." Krieg explained gently.

"I told you, I don't know!" Weasel answered. Krieg nodded to Ace, who simply bent over Weasel's arm over. This let out the sound of a twig breaking in half.

"RUUUAAAARRRGGGHHH!!!!!" Weasel screamed out in agony.

"Oh, how I love the sound of screaming foals!" Krieg exclaimed. "It's music to my ears!"

"You motherfucker!" Weasel yelled. Krieg just smiled back.

"Sandcolt, wrench." Krieg demanded. Once again, he was given another tool. With that, he swung it at Weasel's head, making the left eye pop out of its socket.

"GAAAHHHH!!!!" Weasel cried out in pain. "Why don't you just kill me?!" he yelled out.

"Because I don't want to end my fun yet." Krieg answered with a devilish grin. This may be neverending torture.

"NARCOTICS!!!" Weasel yelled out.

"What was that?" Krieg simply asked in confusion. Obviously, he was faking it.

"The case contains a bunch of cocaine and painkillers! That's all!" Weasel answered hastily. Krieg observed Weasel's sweating face.

"That's only half the truth." Krieg said. "Steel, get me--"

"ALRIGHT!" Weasel cut in before Krieg could ask for the kerosene. "There's also 100,000 bits inside it."

Krieg looked at him again. After a minute of silence, he smiled. "Alright, boys. Pack up. We're done." he simply ordered.

"Wait, aren't you gonna let me go?" Weasel pleaded.

"You can go, alright." Krieg stated. But before Weasel could smile, the leader of The Sektorz had grabbed and snapped Weasel's head, immediately killing him. "Go to hell, that is." He turned around and looked at two members of his gang.

"Duke, Bear, dump the body by Horseshoe Bay."

Krieg was standing by his apartment balcony, taking a cigarette. Next to him was his second-in command, Maverick. They were looking outside, at the buildings of Baltimare. The sun was setting.

"Thanks for the cigs, Krieg." Maverick said.

"Heh, what are friends for?" Krieg replied back.

"So you wanted to speak to me?" Maverick asked as he threw away the cigarette.

"Do you remember what I said about moving out of Baltimare?" Krieg asked. Maverick simply nodded. "Well, I'm leaving tomorrow."

"I know." Maverick simply said. "Those briefcases in your bedroom were kind of a dead giveaway."

Krieg had chuckled slightly. He may have notoriety, a criminal reputation and a bad image, but when meeting with him personally, Krieg is actually a genuinely nice colt to meet. He actually has the qualities of the perfect coltfriend. But because of his status as leader of The Sektorz, he is referenced as a nasty influence.

"Before I leave," Krieg had started. "I want you to take my place as leader of The Sektorz."

Maverick was taken aback at this news. "Why me? Couldn't it be Duke or Steel?" Maverick stammered. Suddenly, he felt Krieg's hand on his shoulder.

"Because if I could give this title to anypony, it would be the closest friend that grew up with me." Krieg had answered with a firm grip.

Krieg and Maverick were foalhood friends since they were born on the same day. Literally, their birthdays are on the same day. Krieg had always stuck up for Maverick when the bullies came to hurt him. When they both dropped out of school, they began to perform activities involving vandalism and anarchy. After Equestria's government became corrupted, both friends had formed The Sektorz. Krieg ha allowed Maverick to be the leader, but Maverick insisted Krieg to be the lead as he was the most ferocious. At first it was a partnership that were hire for anarchy. However because of their strength, their numbers grew. And The Sektorz became Baltimare's most dangerous gang of outlaws known to Equestria.

Looking back at the memories, Maverick couldn't let down Krieg. After they had been through, this could be a final favor.

The answer Krieg had been given was a nod, which made him smile.

"If you need anything, I'll be in Ponyville."

Author's Note

And thus begins a new era for The Sektorz. But they aren't the main subject of this story. It's all about Krieg!