Author's Notes:

Hi Guys! This is my first story on FIMfiction, so don't be afraid to tell me what you think!

Cast:
Scarlet Blitz
Frost Bloom
Ratchet
Onyx
Victor 'Animal' Palotti

-Coast of Manehattan-

"Until the ship was destroyed, I worked for this shipping company called Manehattan Cargo." Scarlet Blitz told Frost Bloom with a sad look across her face.

"Mm."

Scarlet continued, "This one day, the boss was showing us a bunch of new guys. This one stallion seemed to glow." she said, slightly smiling.

"What was he like?"

"Oh, he was smart and handsome. And VERY, strong. Anyway, I was showing him what to do at the Manehattan Cargo, and he was friendly enough. He went by the name Ash Pelt, if you can believe that and he listened to everything I had to tell him. I soon began to love him.

"How were things going between you two?" Frost Bloom asked.

"They couldn't have been going better." Scarlet replied. Her smile then vanished and tears came to her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sound..." Frost said, stopping abruptly. She then leaned forward and wrapped Scarlet in a hug.

"I miss him so much." the mare sobbed into Frost's shoulder. Frost Bloom slowly patted Scarlet's back, squeezing the broken hearted pony in a hug.

"Things will sort themselves out. Don't worry." Frost Bloom whispered into Scarlet's ear.

-Manehattan, The Ratchet Brothers Auto Shop-

"Seriously, now." Ratchet growled, glaring down at his snoring brother. The welding mask still covered the young stallion's head, which was slumped against an office chair. -Lazy, son of a gun- the mechanic thought to himself, angrily. His thought process was interrupted when he spotted a news reporter van speed past the auto shop. "What the heck?"

Ratchet poked his head just outside the shop doors and stared down the road in the direction that the van had gone.

Wiping his grubby hooves, Ratchet, curiously hiked in the van's direction. It lead his to Manehattan's Western shore, where two mares were surrounded by news reporters.

-Better lend em a hoof- Ratchet thought to himself.

-Manehattan's Western Coast, a Few Minutes Later-

"Can you tell us what happened?" one new reporter asked.

"How did you find the ship?" another said.

"Where you involved in the Manehattan Cargo company?"

And the questions went on and on.

"Come on guys! Give the girl some space! She's goin' through a LOT right now!" Frost Bloom yelled.

"Yeah, c'mon guys! Give the two a little space!" a voice boomed. The reporters swung around to see a large stallion, about the height of the famed Bic Mac, walking toward the group. Frost Bloom immediately clenched her teeth.

Scarlet glanced at Frost Bloom. -She doesn't like the looks of this guy either- she thought, noticing the mare's expression.

"Mister Ratchet!" the lead news reporter exclaimed, "This is a pleasant surprise."

"Yeah, okay. Scram, guys." the one called Ratchet said with a flat tone to his voice.

"Excuse me?!"

"GO." he repeated, defiantly.

At that moment, a younger stallion stumbled down the path, a look of exhaustion crossing his face. He reminded Scarlet of one of those steam punk ponies that did a lot of mechanic work. From a distance, the mare could clearly see his grey-brown fur grimy and oily from work.

Ratchet must have seen her expression, for he swung his head around. "Onyx!" he exclaimed, "About time, you woke up!"

"What'd I miss?" the pony called Onyx called, groggily. The young stallion was completely oblivious to a large piece of drift wood in front of him. At that, his hoof struck it with a dull thud. "Ow! Gosh, dang it!" he yelped before face planting into the soft sand. "I'm okay!" he yelled as he spat sand from his mouth.

Ratchet rolled his eyes as Onyx came to greet his older brother.

"Hey, Animal." Onyx called to one of the news reporters. "How's the family?"

"Fine." the stallion grumbled. He wasn't particularly fond of the Ratchet brothers.

"Can somebody tell me what is going on here?!" Frost Bloom yelled. Scarlet Blitz gazed at Frost with wide eyes.

"I would be happy to." Animal answered. "We were here to investigate the cargo ship wreckage when these two idiots," Ratchet and Onyx exchanged glances. "Came along and interrupted us."

"What's to interrupt? You guys didn't give us time to ANSWER the flipping questions!" Frost Bloom exclaimed.

Just then, a crowd of ponies began to flood down the beach, surrounding the cargo ship's remains. Several police ponies had to mark the area with bright yellow police tape.

News reporters filmed the area, bombarding the police with questions in the same manner that they had with Frost Bloom and Scarlet. Ratchet shrugged his shoulders and decided it best to leave unnoticed. "C'mon, Onyx!" he yelled over the sound of the crowd.

"OKAY!" his younger brother replied.

Scarlet made her way to the edge of the crowd. She gazed at Onyx for several moments, noting the uncanny resemblance to Ash Pelt. Frost Bloom trotted up next to her new friend and said, "Don't go near those guys. You only need two words to describe 'em; BAD NEWS." she said, watching them leave the beach.

"I don't know, Frost." Scarlet said, still staring at Onyx, "They seem nice enough."

Frost Bloom slowly shook her head. "Looks can be deceiving."

"I don't feel so good." Scarlet exclaimed, rubbing the bump on her head.

"You don't look so good either." Frost began. "How 'bout I take you to my apartment to get some rest.

"That would be nice."