Commissioner Holly Dash looked at her best detectives, Cloudchaser and Flitter. The two stood tall and proud in front of the unicorns desk, awaiting what their boss had to say.

“You two know about the new… Funding choices, no?” The commissioner asked the duo. Flitter spoke first.

“We know it’s apart of a new covert unit due to the rumors that Officer Stable has been spreading. Other than that, we have no clue, other than it had something to do with that fire.”

Holly grumbled. “Thanks for the update, I’ll fire him tomorrow.” Cloudchaser winced, having met the officer and knowing he’d had a difficult time getting any job and that he had a family to provide for, a filly, colt, wife. She’d even met them last month. She’d need to visit him after this and give him anything she could. “Anyways, this new unit is going to be combatting the unknown, mostly creatures that’ve been appearing recently. I want you two to join.” Cloudchaser was shocked, and Flitter was a bit nervous. “Uhm, we’re homicide detectives, commissioner. Not monster hunters.” The elder sister, Flitter, said. Holly Dash laughed.

“In my book, those are monsters. But I see your point detective. You’ll mostly be helping with solving extraordinary cases, like supers. You’ll basically be doing more for your city this way.” Commissioner Dash stated. “Your pay will increase, plus you may get to meet some heroes on the job.”

Flitter mentally grimaced as she heard Cloudchaser squeal. ‘Damn it, I’ll never hear the end of this…’ Cloudchaser was a big fan for the super heroes. Mostly the League of Vigilante Justice. She was such a fan, her older sister had to ban Chaser from the TV, as she’d only flip through the channels until she saw something related to the heroes. In severely impeded her work too.

Commissioner Holly Dash suppressed a smile. “Are you interested?”

Flitter was about to say ‘no’, but Cloudchaser beat her to the punchline. “Yes!”

Flitter had to resist the urge to buck Cloudchaser upside the head.

“Alright, perfect. Here’s your first assignment. You start tomorrow.” Holly placed a file for a M.I.S.T. case on her desk. “You should meet your co-workers soon. Their address is in the file.”

Flitter groaned, but Cloudchaser squealed and took it before speeding off. Flitter sighed before trotting off to catch her sister.

Holly exhaled in relief. “I hope they’re up to this.”

[Cloudchaser & Flitter’s Apartment]

Cloudchaser bounced on her bed excitedly as Flitter trotted into the apartment, closing the door, then sealing all of the locks on it.

“Sis, stop.” Flitter grumbled. “Don’t you realize how dangerous this new position is gonna be? We’ll be fighting literal monster! Things heroes should do!” Flitter hated admitting it, since having heroes in the world made a lot of things harder. Almost impossible for her to protect her sister.

The two’s apartment was small, but not cramped. There was a bathroom, a living room, a kitchen separated by a wall next to the door, and a balcony. Inside of the bedroom were two twin beds separated by a nightstand.

“But Flitter, we can make a difference! Solving murders hasn’t changed anything! We solve one and another five take it’s place, and more and more cops become corrupted! We can help take back this city from crime!” Cloudchaser exclaimed with starry eyes. Flitter’s chest pulsated at how cute her sister was being.

But this needed to stop. Flitter knew her sister too well, and knew thing’d get worse. When Cloudchaser followed one of her dreams, it ended in disaster.

“But you’re just a pony! A Pegasus at that! You have no powers!” Flitter snapped, her volume louder than anticipated.

Cloudchaser stiffened up, but didn’t back down. “You used to tell me my mind was the greatest power I had. That we had… that we have.” Flitter winced, but sighed. She realized there was no turning back.

“Fine… We’ll start the case in the morning.” Flitter grumbled, before heading to turn the lights off in the apartment. Once she was done, she used the light from the lamp on the nightstand to find her way back, and slid into bed.

Cloudchaser turned the light off and sighed. “Night Flit.”

Flitter smiled regardless of their situation. “Night Chase.” The two settled in, and began to rest…

Until Cloudchaser asked, “Hey Flitter, you seen that new movie, The Skyward Sword?”

“Ugh, Chaser, I don’t care, ask me tomorrow.” Flitter groaned, then tried to settle in.

Not a moment passed before Cloudchaser continued. “Good night Flitter-”

“Oh my Celestia, shut the hell up!” Flitter bursted out. Cloudchaser grinned.

“Okay, g’night-”

Flitter grabbed a tissue box from the nightstand and threw it at Cloudchaser, who yelped in pain. “Gah! My eye!”

Flitter didn’t care…

[Next Morning]

Flitter was reading the files in on the little table in the kitchen, sat on an old metal chair, while Cloudchaser made breakfast using the two decade old appliances.

“This case is insane. Five victims killed in ways… I didn’t think were even possible.” Flitter said, stirring her coffee without thinking.

“They can’t be that bad.” Cloudchaser said, before finishing up Flitter and her cereal. She trotted over, carrying the bowls on her wings. Once she set the bowls down, Flitter showed Cloudchaser the image of a stallion with an Equestrian flagpole rammed through his rear and out his mouth. Unfortunately Cloudchaser was in the middle of taking her first bite.

It was also her first ever spit take. Thankfully for Flitter she spat at the floor.

“What the buck!?” Cloudchaser nearly screeched. Flitter rolled her eyes.

“You act like you haven’t seen the internet before. But enacting insane feats like this are beyond even a master Unicorn… You skill sure you wanna do this?” Flitter asked, not minding the cereal and spit combination on the floor.

“How are you not gagging!?” Cloudchaser inquired, shaking in disgust. “And so calm!?”

“I haven’t eaten or had my coffee yet… I’m still processing.” Flitter stated calmly.

Cloudchaser gulped, but kept a determined face. “If this makes a difference, I’ll do it.”

Flitter sighed. She could at least say she tried.

“Fine, but you make sense of this while I go get the mail.” Flitter said, then got up and trotted over to the balcony. She opened the screen door, before hearing Cloudchaser gasp loudly. Flitter held back the urge to groan, but soon found herself almost fully awake as her sister started shaking her from behind.

“I’ve got an idea! I’ll be back later!” Cloudchaser gave Flitter a peck on the cheek before zooming out the door.

The elder sister let out her suppressed groan.

[New Yoke: NYPD Homicide Division]

“Three days, no leads, what now CC?” Flitter asked, before taking a sip from her coffee mug.

“I have a lead!” Cloudchaser announced loudly in Flitter’s ear. The older Pegasus’ folded said ears back in discomfort. “You know how we sweeped his company, his work, and finally his hobbies and found nothing, right?”

“Right...” Flitter mirrored her sister's words. “Where are you going with this?”

“We were looking in the wrong place! None of them would help us because he didn’t exist before five years ago!” Cloudchaser slammed a file on the table, whacking Flitter’s mug and spilling some coffee on her chest fur.

“Cloud, what the buck!?”

“What buck? You have fun while I was gone last night?” Cloudchaser teased, winking.

“No, I mean what the buck!? You knocked my coffee all over me!!” Flitter grumbled, annoyed.

“I know, I’m just dodging an apology.”

“Grrr… Fine, as you were saying…” Her sister replied back to her, trying to keep a tight grip on her sanity this morning.

“See this birth certificate? It was made five years ago, but the dead guy’s at least over thirty.” Cloudchaser said, grinning from ear to ear. “He’s a spy! Maybe one of his contacts got what they wanted or the other way around and decided to string him up on a- well, more like around the pole...”

“Cloud, you can’t be serious… Don’t you think this is a little far fetched?”

“Why? We live in a world where the Power Ponies exist, and this city’s barely functioning.”

“Is this like your angry genie theory on your last case but it turned out to just be the mother?” Flitter deadpanned.

“Ugh, maybe not that ti-”

“Or the time you thought it was an alien because a drug addict said him and the victim were abducted?” Flitter interrupted.

“That was one time-” Cloudchaser began but was cut off again.

“Or that time you thought there was a hoard of zombies that were killing ponies but it turned out that it was just zombie LARPers?”

“Okay, I get it!” Cloudchaser grumbled. “But that last one got you too for a minute.”

“No it didn’t… Especially when I could see somepony off to the side trying to make sure that their makeup was put on correctly,” Flitter sighed. “Cloud, anytime you go chasing after random theories, you always come really close to getting ourselves in trouble. Remember when were asked to be traffic cops for a week because you thought a serial killer was a potted plant?”

“That time I was high on medication! But you have to admit, the person who owned it was insane.” Cloudchaser then breathed in quickly. “Flitter, it’s still a lead. My theories, while not always right, does come with evidence that leads us in the right direction.”

“Yet, you ignore the main point that Holly was trying to tell us,” Flitter replied back. “We’re suppose to be meeting somepony that’s also working on the case. Which means we’re not doing it by ourselves. Besides, their address is open just as you open the folder.” Opening the folder, she showed her sister what she was talking about as she pointed it out to her. “Do you even know what M.I.S.T. is?”

“Holly said they were a task force…” Cloudchaser stated plainly.

“Yes, and what does the name stand for?” Flitter then asked.

“Mitochondria Incorporated Surveillance… T-squad?” Cloudchaser chuckled nervously.

“No…”

“Mares in Striped Tee’s?”

“No…” Flitter respond, even more annoyed.

“Ooh! What about Mares in Sexy-”

“NO!!!” Flitter snapped, throwing her mug at Cloudchaser as it smacked her in the head. “Can you take this seriously for five seconds? The name of MIST is in the same place as the address, Cloud. It’s Mitochondria Investigation and Surveillance Taskforce. We’re suppose to be meeting them to go over the case, yet you thought that the leader of the group was an over the phone salespony and hung up on them last night!”

“I’m pretty sure it’s suppression.” Cloudchaser said in a monotone voice.

“Whatever it is, it means that we can’t be fooling around with this big of a case. Which means… no theories until you see all the evidence and wait to hear what they have to say first. Because if we screw this up, the commissioner will do more than just look down on us.”

Suddenly, a pink Pegasus with a blue mane trotted in with an annoyed looking orange and yellow Earth Pony, both wearing combat gear that said MIST. “I’m sure of it, this dude was a spy!” The Pegasus said. Cloudchaser looked at Flitter smugly.

“Shut it, Firefly.” The AJ3 groaned, then turned to sisters. “We’re here lookin’ for Cloudchaser and Flitter.”

“Oh boy… escorts.” Flitter grumbled.

“We’re not escorts, we’re supersizing this, honey.” Firefly said leaning against the table, while Applejack just face hoofed harder. “By the way, why are you covered in coffee? You’re already hot-” Applejack smacked her upside the head.

“Blame my sister… She slammed the case file on me and spilled coffee all over me.” Flitter groaned. “So I can tell from your gear that you are from MIST… But I was lead to believe by the Commissioner that we would be talking to the one in charge.”

“We’re having a trouble in management. Technically there are six bosses, we’re two. Although, the two who are mainly in charge are… Busy at the moment.” Applejack stated.

“Define busy… Because my sister’s definition of busy would be trying to prove that a elderly stallion is a stalker.”

“No, a covert spy working-” Flitter smacked Cloudchaser.

“Their training. One has abilities she’s just learning.” Firefly said.

“Makes sense.” Flitter replied. “So how should we get started?”

“Well, what’cha got?” Firefly asked, sitting down.

“Well, his family refused to talk to us… And none of his co-workers knew him well enough.” Cloudchaser said. “Spy.”

“Cloud…” Flitter said in an irritated tone. “We’ve talked about this…”

“Hmm… So no leads?” Applejack asked.

“Not that we could uncover on our own… We don’t even know where to start. Are there even any witnesses?” Flitter then asked.

“There were, but most were traumatized-” Cloudchaser started.

“Did you look at the security footage?” Firefly asked.

“There was security footage?” Flitter asked. “Why am I finding out about this just now?”

“Maybe because you two weren’t thinking?” Firefly said. “It was right in the middle of a busy street.”

“I apologize, but most of my time is spent making sure that my sister doesn’t do anything that’s… well, crazy.” A few seconds later, all three of them soon saw her using a ceramic plate as a shield and holding a spatula as a sword to protect herself against… a common household spider. “Case in point.”

“Back vile demon!! Back I say!!”

“…… So where were we?” Flitter then asked both of them.

“I’ll look up who he was, while you two go and investigate in the underworld.” Applejack said calmly, smiling tamely.

“Of course. Thank you for the help.” Flitter responded, however nervous she was.

Firefly leaped onto the table, slamming a hoof to her chest. “Don’t worry! You’ve got the great NRG!”

“Why do I feel like nothing good is going to come out of this…?” Flitter groaned.

Aya Brea sat alone on a couch, reading a detailed children’s book. Twilight suddenly trotted in and sat down on a chair opposite of Aya. The two sat in silence for awhile, before the Unicorn spoke.

“You’re… Reading a children’s book?”

“I don’t know anything about this world. This is me researching.” Aya replied, before turning the page. “Who’s Celestia? She like a goddess or something?”

Twilight’s eye twitched. “She’s the immortal Princess, guider of the sun and our protector. I’ll let that pass since you’re not from here.”

“See? There you go, my sun moved on it’s own… Or, the world moved around it. So I wouldn’t get that.” Aya replied snidely. Mist stared blankly for a moment, mind reeling in absolute devastation as everything she knew was being challenged by an outsider.

She shook her head, before clearing her throat. “Aya, I came to discuss the current status of our team. We… Need a leader…” Twilight’s ears folded.

“Then be a leader.” Aya replied, not looking from her book.

Twilight Mist wiped a tear from her eye, “I mean one that can be trusted.”

Aya stared at Twilight, surprised. “Really? Your team doesn’t trust you that much?” Twilight only nodded. “So what? You want me to be a leader?”

“You may be inexperienced, but if you’re anything like Lance, then you’re the right one for the job.” Twilight Mist stated simply. “I’ll train you, and groom you for the coming task. Until then, I’ll stay in command and you’ll say nothing to the others. Deal?”

Aya pondered this. “We’ll see, but I’m willing.” That got a smile from the Unicorn.

“Good. Some new cadets are going to be joining hopefully, so let’s start your leadership training.” Twilight smiled, and Aya returned it. “Now, give me that fucking book.”

“No, get your own bitch.” Aya shot back, hugging the children's book to her chest.

“Street Rat’s a nice stallion!” Cloudchaser whined as the two trotted through downtown New Yoke. Which, in turn, caused her sister to groan.

“Yeah, a nice stallion that’s a convicted thief! He wanted to rip you off of your bits in exchange for a stupid rock pouch.” Flitter reminded her.

“I didn’t know it was a rock pouch! I thought it was a purse, and I needed one!” Cloudchaser groaned. “But he’s still the best informant we have. If anything happens in this city, he knows.” Despite her sister’s comment, Flitter was still unsure about all of this as she looked ahead as they were waiting at a crosswalk.

“Hello, ladies~” The sleazy, but familiar voice of Street Rat said from behind them. Cloudchaser and Flitter both turned towards the stallion. He was as thin as a stick, with a light yellow coat, greyish purple mane with matching scruff of a beard and neck, blue eyes, and a Cutie Mark of many bits. He wore a pink shirt, diomond shaped earing made of gold and a golden necklace. His smiling teeth were surprisingly healthy looking, with the exception of a golden tooth. “What brings you two dolls down here at such a late hour~?” He teased.

“My sister here says that if anything happens in the city, you would know about it.” Flitter replied, getting straight to the point.

“For the right price… I have a lot of friends in low places.” He said smoothly.

“We’re trying to solve a rather bizarre murder and find the one responsible.” Flitter again got straight to the point. “Cloud, care to bring your… friend up to speed?”

“There was a stallion that was impaled on a flagpole, and I mean he was thrown onto the flagpole.” Cloudchaser said.

Street Rat’s eyes widened. “Whoa… Well, I heard rumors going around, but I thought it was hogwash…”

“What rumors?” Flitter asked.

“You know this city. Most ponies don’t trust the police- not that you two are corrupt, but there are others. So I’ve heard a few witnesses saying that they'd saw a donkey don’ it. Not many o’ those around these parts.” Street Rat said.

“A…… donkey?”

“Yeah, wearing some kinda jesta’s hat. Weird, right?” Street Rat said. Flitter thought of it for a moment before looking to her sister. Waiting to see what her thoughts were on this.

“So an ass did this?” Cloudchaser asked, sounding disappointed. Causing Flitter to facehoof herself with her hoof before looking back at her sister. “What!?”

“No, he means an actual donkey… However, the jester's hat may be a clue.”

“Yeah, I know. Donkeys are also called asses.” Cloudchaser said.

“He was s’posed to be brown.” Street Rat added.

“Brown donkey… jester's hat…” Flitter made a mental note of that as she looked back at the stallion. “Is there anything else that would make him stand out. Appearance wise other than the hat?”

“It might be a jester hat. It’s one of those olden day hat things that look ridiculous…” Street Rat added.

“What about his face?”

“I dunno… I only heard rumors.” Street Rat said. “Now, I was a good lil’ boy, aren’t you gonna give me a treat...?”

“One last question… what were the colors to the hat?”

“I think they said something about orange and red, and how it went down to his neck. They showed me a picture and I thought it was lookin’ like a jesta’s hat.” Street Rat added. However, the part of the picture caught Flitter’s attention the most.

“Okay, here’s the deal… You’ll get your treat…” Flitter spoke, glaring at the stallion for a moment before continuing. “But only after we see that picture… if it can help us identify a suspect, then that is evidence.”

“Ugh…” He pulled out his phone and searched it a bit. He finally came across what he was looking for, and handed his phone to Flitter. “That’s it. Had to search my history a bit.”

The pegasus looked at the picture for a moment, before turning to her sister. “Cloud, what do you think of this?”

Cloudchaser looked closer, squeezing her eyes. “It… Looks like it’s not a jester’s hat…”

“Oh come on! How am I supposed to know what that silly thing is!?” Street Rat seethed.

“It says ‘cowl’. Have you ever used Moo-gle Images before?” Cloudchaser asked, and Street Rat only shrank. “Well, at least you don’t use Yahoove or Sing.” Street Rat only shrank moreso.

“Well, now that we have what we need, what kind of treat do you suggest we give our… friend…” Flitter then asked.

“Thirty Bits.” Cloudchaser said. “It’s better than the other thing.” She gestured to Street Rat, who was licking his lips.

“He’s a nice guy, but he’s a bit perverted…” Cloudchaser whispered. Flitter couldn’t agree more at that statement as she gave the stallion the bits they promised.

“Have a lovely night ladies, stay away from alleyways!” He shouted, trotting off with a skip in his step. Flitter could only groan a bit while Cloudchaser happily trotted with her sister across the street, waving.

“Well, we got some info… And a location to look.” Cloudchaser announced giddily.

“Along with someone that I rather not meet again…” Flitter groaned. “I’m tired and have a headache. Can we go back to the apartment first?”

“Sure thing. Look, how about the next time, I won’t bring you along?” Cloudchaser suggested.

“Good… He still creeps me out, even after meeting him before.”

Cloudchaser rolled her eyes. “Want some lunch?”

“It’s three hours to midnight, sis.”

Aya sat in the lounge, having completed a lecture with Mist. She was mentally tired, and was staring at her communicator.

And just like that, it rang. Aya answered it immediately.

“This is Holly Dash. There’s been a disturbance and we think that there are humans involved.”

“Alright, where should I go?” Aya asked, smirking.

Author's Notes:

Thank you for the wait, I kinda had two things holding me back for awhile...

One was that I did three chapters in the wrong order! The other is, well, this little bug that makes GDocs go apeshit. I think I've got it fixed, though, so hopefully more updates soon for other stories.

On a side note, what do you guys think if the twins? I based Cloudchaser off of Richard Castle from Castle.