Twelve years later....

"As the election for Equestria's next queen comes near, people seem to be either very excited or extremely agitated. In two out of four non-official elections, Princess Celestia won the popular vote. As the eldest and most sophisticated of the trio, as well as being the current governor of Canterlot, almost half of Equestria is siding with her. Princess Luna is not far behind though. The feisty governor of Manehattan has about a quarter of the general public's votes in her pocket. But, will her short temper and high arrest rate kill her chances of winning? So says model Rarity el Magnífico. But, lets not forget Princess Cadance, who is running up a healthy vote of her own. She has also got the full support of Equestrian defense general and future husband Shining Armor Sparkle. Who will be our next queen? We'll have to wait and see. This is Lyra Heartstrings reporting live from the Council house of Canterlot, back to you guys!"

Spike just turned the channel, with all that's happening in the mafia these days, the humans are lucky compared to the dragons.

"Aw, man, come on! I was watching that shit!", the blood red dragon sitting next to him cried.

Spike chuckled, "Garble, they don't even show anything. If you want eye candy, use the Web."

Garble got up and stretched. Anybody who would've been there would find the the conversation between the two a little odd, especially since they weren't wearing anything but boxer shorts.

"Ok, I will, I'm tired of all that bullshit on the news anyway."

Garble began to leave, but stopped at the doorway, "Hey, you got any idea were Shadow is?"

Spike pointed up, "He's upstairs meeting with some human, told us not to mess with him till he's done."

Garble sighed then left the room. Spike turned his attention back to the TV. Damn it, Cadance, you'd better hope Shadow's in a good mood. And if he is, you might not want to piss him off...

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"Wait, what are you talking about?"

Cadance simply sat and watched as her secretary argued with the mafia leader. Since the other three groups, the Red Fires, Green Scales and Purple Fangs had either threatened to kill her or just simply said no, the only one that would speak to her was the Black Claws, and negotiations were not going well.

"You can't just refuse our terms, we have thirty royal bodyguards here! We could arrest you in seconds!", her secretary yelled.

The black dragon responded by removing a cigar from his pocket and lighting it. "You would be wise to remember that this is our turf, I could kill you right now and frankly not give a shit and continue speaking to your princess, I advice, Mr. Secretary, that you sit your ass down and let me talk."

Her secretary looked as if he would explode, he almost blew his top again, until Cadance stopped him. "Sombra, please leave, we don't need any more tension between us."

Sombra looked at her with a "You're joking, right?" expression, but after seeing her stern look, walked out of the room. Cadance turned her attention back to the dragon, "Listen, Shade was it?"

"Shadow.", he corrected her.

"Right, all we ask is for you to stop killing our police officers until the election is over, the people of Fillydelphia are afraid to even go outside of their homes. We've already called in S.W.A.T. to help us take down a Red Fire drug house on the outskirts of the city. Please, you and your fellow Claws would be rewarded."

Shadow's light blue eyes simply stared at her, like he was reading her mind. If Cadance wasn't here for negotiations and she hadn't known that he could kill her, she would have thought they were pretty. Shadow took a big puff from his cigar, then he spoke, "You got yourself a deal princess."

Shadow extended his hand, Cadance reluctantly shook it. They talked for another hour, but then Cadance had to leave. "It's been a pleasure, Shadow.", she said as she left.

Once she was clear of the mafia's sight, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then, her phone rang. "Hello?", she said as she answered it.

"Honey! So how did it go?", the voice of her fiancé exclaimed.

She smiled, "Sit down, Shining. This may take a while."

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Spike's phone beeped as it got a text.

"Spike. Grab Garble and your gear and meet me outside, we're going hunting."

He sighed, "Great, another bitch to kill. Garble! Get your shit together! We're gonna have some fun!"

Author's Note

Yeah, action and other POVs next chapter.

See ya next time.

PS, sorry if I misspelled Fillydelphia, I'll try to get it right next time.