There was something pressing against my chest, I didn't know what. My eyes were shut, so logically there would be no way for me to know. I pulled the strength to open my eyes, I had a splitting headache from the fight. I looked down at my chest, I wasn't wearing my jacket. Odd, I could've sworn I had collapsed with that on. More so, there was a big ball of black on gray hair hugging my chest.

How I didn't immediately notice this I don't know, but it was Octavia. She must've gotten tired of sleeping on the couch. A blanket was pulled just enough for it to be on her neck, which would be about the midpoint of my abdomen. I stayed for a while, thinking about whether to get up or just let her rest for a little longer.

"Hm, you're awake?"

"Yup, how did you know?"

"Your breathing pattern changed."

"You've been listening to my breath?"

She blushed at this.

"Not exactly. My head was against your lungs, so I could feel when you inhaled and exhaled."

Well, can't say I saw that coming.

"How long have I been out?"

"A day since you came back, you had a strange lump on your head. Mind if I ask what that was?"

"Oh it was nothing really."

"Nothing? It was enough to put you in a coma for an entire day and night. Doesn't sound like it was 'nothing'."

"Okay fine, I had a little run-in with the fuzz, they aren't going to be an issue."

"What did they hit you with? The bump's gone now but it was a clear circle."

"They didn't exactly hit me, they more of shot me."

"In the head? I have a hard time believing that."

"They were trying to arrest me, and apparently they loaded 12GA rubber slugs. The ones they have for riot control."

She was silent for a second, confused by what I had just said.

"Wait, don't they realize that you're probably the most dangerous pony they have ever seen?"

"Well, I'd like to say they won't be seeing anypony again. Or at least out of the right eye."

"I won't ask."

Well that was a relief. I pulled my body up, gently pushing her to the position I was in. She rested gently against the pillow. I couldn't help but look back, as if to check if she really was going back to rest. She watched me as I put the jacket on and sat down at the table in the middle of the house.

I pulled the documents out, just to see if there was anything I could spot that Octavia didn't. Surely enough I scanned the whole thing four times. There was nothing, just the address to the next building. It was in the rich district of town, so I'd assume that this was their planning area. There was no way they didn't have Hoity's whereabouts.

I packed the weapons. Octavia was already up. She had packed the broken blade of my microtech.

"Why are you using that?"

"I found that it could be modded to work on a kitchen knife handle. I take this over that any day."

"Mhm."

I cocked the glock and put it in the holster, then I heard another noise from Octavia.

"What is it Octy?"

"Well it's nothing."

"Sure didn't sound like nothing."

"Fine, don't take this the wrong way. I've been wondering lately. How do you live with yourself anymore? What keeps you going? This isn't even remotely personal to you. Starlight did nothing to you and for a few bucks you're willing to serve her head on a fucking plate? I just don't remember this being the you I knew."

This caught me completely off guard, normally I'd just let her think but this was a serious question. Leaving this unanswered and she'd surely leave the entire thing. I don't exactly need her, but I felt to attached to let her leave. Think fast, and act faster.

"Well Octavia, you want the truth and I'll be glad to give it to you" I walked over to her "I fight because I know that if I don't, somepony else will have to. That pony won't be nearly as capable as I am, and that's a fact you can't deny. I was built for this fight and I'm not going home until she doesn't have a head to be on a plate. There's more to it as well. This is personal" I put a hoof on her cheek "I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you that I could've prevented."

"Cloud, this land isn't yours. In Equestria's eyes you're a monster." She placed her hoof on my cheek as well, it was warm. Not to hot, not to cool. It was just right.

"They may not like me, they may not know why I do what I do, why I kill who I kill. There's one thing I know for sure though. If it wasn't for ponies like me, they wouldn't be alive."

"Still, you fight for ponies that would kill you. How do you do that?"

"I don't care what they think, I care if they're safe."

"How do you know if Twilight isn't using you?"

That shocked me, I never thought about that.

"She felt the need to tell Celestia, guess I'm doing a big favor for the world."

She accepted that and embraced me. It was quick and short.

"Just don't get hurt out there."

"You too."

We pulled up to the front of the skyscraper. It was just what it sounded like. It looked like it was about 20 stories. It'd be a shame if something happened.

"This is it huh."

"Looks like it."

We entered the front door, there was a no weapons sign in the front. No metal detectors though, which was good news. I walked directly across the fancy lobby and into the elevator.

"What floor did the docs say they were on?"

"18, it's the top floor."

"Convenient."

I pressed the 18 button, but another pony was closing in on the elevator fast. He got in before I could hit the door close button. He had a keycard on him.

"Hey, does the 18th floor need a key?" I asked the smaller pony.

"Yea, what's it to you?"

"Oh nothing, just didn't expect it."

The elevator was slow... I had time.

The elevator stopped on the 18th floor, the pony that was on the elevator with us was currently on the roof of the elevator. Strangle marks would surround his neck. That didn't matter, I just needed that keycard. It was to the meeting room. There was a receptionist in the lobby next to the elevator. She didn't even look at me while I passed. I didn't fit in, but that wasn't what mattered.

I walked to the very end of the hall, past all the offices separated by glass walls. The door to the conference room was closed, a red light flashing next to the handle. I didn't even need this keycard to enter it, I have a window breaker that would tear their shitty glass door down.

I swiped the card, heard a ding, and entered the room. All the executives looked up at me, and an officer was next to the door. Octavia shut said door quickly so that nopony heard what was about to unfold. They room's occupants stared, they didn't know what I was doing there. They obviously didn't get the news.

I motioned for Octavia to move to the back end of the room, she followed. She was behind the pony at the center of the table.

"Officer, please show them to the door. I don't even know how they got in here."

"As you wish."

As soon as he put his hoof on me I swung my hoof into his gut and threw a solid knee to his nose. He was back up and getting back to his senses. I pulled the knife and swung it open. His throat met the blade of my knife and it's serrated edge. When I pulled out his windpipe flew out. It must've gotten caught on the grooves of the serrated blade.

The room lit up with screaming. So I slammed one of the ponies heads against the desk. He was knocked unconscious. It wouldn't last long. I silenced the room by yelling that if one more pony made a noise they'd all die. They listened to the dot.

I walked to the mare by Octavia and began the hunt.

"Where is Hoity?"

"You're getting nothing from me!"

"Well you clearly don't know, the name tag says you're the executive of another company."

I motioned a backwards hoof to Octavia. She pulled the knife and smashed the window behind the mare. I pushed the chair towards the open window after punching her in the stomach. She fell off the edge, screaming the whole way. Once she hit the ground I heard a car alarm. Hopefully that wasn't ours.

The entire room quivered in fear. I can't blame them. I put my derringer to the head of the next pony.

"Now's your turn. You either cooperate or you die."

"Fine what do you want!"

"Where is Hoity!"

"I don't know his address, but I do know where somepony that might is!"

"Where is that pony!"

He stared at the stallion at the end of the table. He met his gaze. It was as if it was a silent goodbye, or worse. He raised his hoof and pointed at him.

"He knows. Just let me go please!"

I looked over at her, and walked towards her very slowly. As I went behind the pony I just spoke to, I raised the derringer and fired it into the back of his head. His brains spilled all over the table and onto the ponies on the other side of the room. I as I passed the next pony I did the same. The other one was to make a point.

"So sir, were is your boss."

He looked up, stuttering at the sight of me. I pulled the NA Revolver and shot him in the testicles. He lost one, the .22 mag isn't big enough to brake both.

"Tell me damnit! Tell me or I'll break your other one!"

"He's in the industrial district! He does daily inspections on his production line! Just please stop!"

I shot his other testicle.

"When does he do this!"

"He does it every day from 12 PM to 5 PM!"

"Good boy, see that wasn't too hard now was it?"

I looked up, Octavia grimaced at what I did. It was difficult for her to watch the horror that had just unfolded.
It was hard for me to look at it, too. It had to be done... I think. Well whatever we got what we needed. I ran for the door, breaking through the glass and went down the elevator. Down on the bottom floor there were 4 police ponies talking to witnesses about the 'suicide' that had happened.

I calmly walked past them, whereas Octavia looked shaken by the events. Whatever she'd get over it soon. One police officer looked up and met a gaze with me. Tapping his partner's shoulder, he alerted the others of the fact that I was here. I pulled the glock and fired it in their direction while running. None of the rounds made contact. They chased after me until I made it to my car. One of them pulled their weapon and fired two shots into the rear windshield. Both of them missed.

I kept driving, the two squad cars following close behind. I needed to lose them. I took a sharp turn off the curb and drove on the sidewalk. Then I handed the glock to Octy.

"Just take shots at them, you'll need to aim ahead of them."

She nodded and put her body through the sunroof. I heard a sturdy pace of shots. No shots were returned by the police, but none of the shells were hitting. Then another shot came out and went right by Octavia's chest. She quickly ducked back into the vehicle and handed the weapon back to me. There was still 7 shots left, and I didn't plan on leaving with those in the mag.

I rolled the window down and turned directly towards one of the police cars until I slammed against it's side. Head to head with them now, I put all 7 shots into the vehicle. The driver was critically wounded, and the passenger was unresponsive. They slowly went into a lane of oncoming traffic and got hit head on by a orange truck.

I pushed the car to it's limits, but the police were faster. They were catching up to my rear window, I needed them gone now.

"Octavia hold the wheel and drive back to the house! I have an idea! It might not be a good one but it'll have to do."

"What are you doing?" She shouted at me.

"I'm saving your ass!"

I used the window breaker on my knife to shatter the sunroof. I dropped my firearms in the back seat, I wouldn't need those where I'm going. Climbing on top of the sunroof, I thought to myself if this was a good idea. It certainly wasn't, but I'll do it anyway. I jumped from my car onto the cop car and landed on their hood. I almost rolled off but I grabbed their siren lights. They were falling off under my weight, so I needed to do this quick.

The car swerved and pulled, trying to get me off the roof. That wasn't going to happen. I pulled myself over to the driver side, knife in my mouth. I pulled it back in my hoof and shattered the driver side window with the window breaker, then I grabbed him by the hair and threw him against the steering wheel. I couldn't see exactly what I was doing but I had an idea. I pulled the door open and flung the unconscious driver out of the vehicle. Then the door was slammed on my hoof, which nearly broke it. The wheel was pulled to the right side of the road, so I knew he was maintaining that seat.

I thrashed the blade downwards and got some resistance. Then the car swerved for a bit and regained stability. I jumped from where I was down to the step next to the door and kept stabbing the officer in the neck. I pulled the door open and threw him too out the door. He rolled until he got run over by a car.

I used this vehicle until I got to a place to dispose of it, which was an alleyway. From there I walked home. I was ready for the next step in the plan

Author's Notes:

Surgeon general does not recommend car jumping badassery if you are pregnant or nursing.

No seriously that was fun to write. Expect another car jumping scene in the future!