Mane finished his business and closed the zip in his pants. He faced the sink and broken mirror and washed his hands. He looked at the mirror and saw three broken reflections behind him. Mane turned around and three strong looking colts were facing him with suspicious grins.

"Can I help you..?" Mane dared.

They didn't answer, only looking at each other as if they were planning something.

"If you don't mind, step aside, I have a whiskey waiting for me, and It's heating there." He commented.

The colt in the middle without waiting pushed him brutally against the wall, and the others grabbed his arms, lifting him up in front of the starter, and he revealed a knife pointing at Mane's stomach.
He kept his chill and only said a phrase.

"You don't wanna do this..."

They laughed hard at his words and the knife started going at his body, and suddenly Mane shoved the guy on the left in front of him, making him the stabbed one. The colt screamed in agony, while the right one tried to punch Mane in the muzzle, but he ducked, making the agressor punch the mirror instead, and he stepped back holding his hand covered in blood and mirror shrapnel.

In time, Mane formed a silence bubble in the bathrooms perimeter, while looking at the remaining colt in fury.
The stabbed one was squealing in pain on the floor, and Mane pointed his finger at him and his horn glowing red, a magic shot came out of the index and shot him right in between his eyes, silencing his grunts.

Then he pointed his other hand on the guy against the wall trying to take the shrapnel out of his fist, and he finished him the same way.

"Now us..." Said Mane, stopping the magic flow in his body.

The remaining bandit stepped back putting his hands in midair in signal of surrender. But Mane was already pissed and there was no going back. The grey stallion grabbed the scum by his neck and pushed him inside a partition with a toilet.
Mane kicked him on a knee, forcing the colt down, and without difficulty, he dived the bandit's head on the toilet's dirty water, while he kept forcing his way up, but Mane kept a fixed position of his head inside the water.

Seconds later, he started waving his arms in the air. Some moments later, he stopped without pulse, drowning in the purging water.
Mane Shaker stood up and ended the silence bubble in the bathroom, and left calmly while cleaning the dust in his jacket.

He reached his table and noticed somepony else occupying his seat. He leaned between Pinkamena and her captor.

"Excuse me, but you are in my seat."

"First come first served..." Said the colt, with his two hands under the table.

"Mane..." She called.

"Wait, Pinka. I guess this guy must be taught some manners." Interrupted Mane

"Mane!"

"What?"

"It's him..."

He looked more carefully into the colt and saw his color and hat. No wings or horn.

"Need a help?" Mane asked.

"No. We were just... talking..." Pinkamena kept moving her eyes up and down, giving the status of her situation.

"Ah... mind if I join?" Shaker pulled a bench and sat between them

The captor looked at him without difference. Scanning him up and down.

"I thought you were dead..." He commented.

"You need more to take me down. Now they are sleeping..."

"You motherfucker..!" He insulted, while moving his other hand under the table.

"Tell me... what is going here? Can I know what you were talking about?" Mane played along.

"Nothing." Said the bandit.

"No, we were. You see, this guy owns one of those new things called pistol." Pinka started. "We would LOVE to know where we could get one of those."

"Pff... you? Only us can get."

"Us, who?" Asked Mane while putting one hand under the table.

"The Tough Ones gang..."

"Original..." Pinkamena commented. "Do you know who you are facing here..?"

"Nobodies..."

"Right next to me, you are facing Mane Shaker, one of the most resilient bounty hunters in Equestria..." Mane smirked with such eulogy. "And me, Pinkamena Diane Pie, also known as... Cupcake Killer." She finished with a snarl for calling herself the name she hates so much.

"I believe in you, and oh boy! I'll get to kill two legends in one day..."

"Oh you think so?" Asked Mane with a smile.

"Or maybe I'll kill you first, and then I'll take this bitch to my room, and show her some stuff the sluts in these streets have showed me..."

"That's not gonna happen..." She said.

"What do you know? Just let me tell you something. Since I sat here, I had all this time a pistol pointed at you under the table. And another one at your friend here since he showed up..."

"Oh yeah? What a coincidence." Pinkamena counter attacked his argument. "I had all this time a ballistic knife pointed at your balls under the table too. Just press the button and the blade while fly at you full speed."

"That makes three of us!" Mane's horn lit up in red and pointed his index finger at him, with a charged shot ready.

The trio looked at each other, expecting who would shot first. They stayed there one whole minute in silence, without giving away to the others what was going on. Constantly crossing looks and expressions, the pressure could be felt between them and all readyto pull their triggers.

"Seems we have a tie here..." Said the bandit.

"Yeah..." Answered Mane.

"What about we save our bravery and do this another time?"

"What was that?" Diane started to press the ballistic knife's button. "You killed an innocent life in front of me, and you think you can walk away?"

"I agree with her." Mane commented. "You are gonna... stand up and walk out of this place with us."

"No thanks, I prefer to stay here. You can only kill one, but I can kill two in one, or at least one of you..."

"You don't seem to know your chances, right?" Asked Mane raising an eyebrow at him.

"I know what is best..."

Shaker looked Pinkamena's glass, which was still had some drink in there.

"Are you gonna finish It?" He asked.

"Nah, you can have It."

Mane grabbed the glass slowly with his free hand, and on his way back, he and Pinka crossed looks without the target's notice.
He took the glass to his mouth, and drank all of It. With some drops left, he made a sipping sound.
As soon It was sounded, Pinkamena pushed the button and the blade flew at the bandits legs, and he shot one of the guns under the table, and Mane shot his magic at his stomach.

The confusion echoed in the whole place, with everypony looking at their direction. The guy was still alive but screaming in pain, and his three partners jumped the balcony, landing down behind Mane and Pinkamena. One of them grabbed a bottle and headed to Mane's head and smashed It into his head, shattering It.

Pinkamena grabbed two chef knifes and swigged them in one of the guys, making him stand back from her.
Not so far, a drunk thief stood up and threw a punch in Mane's attacker.

"THAT WAS MY DRINK, YOU FUCKER!" He screamed.

The other gang member threw a punch on the thief's chest, and all the sudden, every drunk one stood up and started fighting each other.
Bottles were flying, and soon chairs too. A bar fight had just started.

Pinkamena kept ducking down avoiding getting hit by any flying object, and one the gangsters grabbed from behind, locking her arms. In a second, she barely stabbed him in one of his legs, making the captor release her.

Mane slowly recovered from the hit on his head and realized what was going on. The same attacker, now with a bleeding muzzle, picked a chair and swung It at him. Before he could It him, somepony else smashed another chair on his back into pieces. Mane looked who was, and the same blue sky mare wearing a jacket like him, which was observing him from far away before all hell broke loose, smiled at him.

He didn't know what was her business with him, but Mane thanked her and ran way from that spot.

"Wait!" She screamed, but he didn't listen.

He walked fast between fighting groups, and found Pinkamena finishing one of the gang members, on top of him, punching the shit out of him, leaving her hands full of blood, even though the guy was already unconscious.

" 'Mena! Let's get out of here!" He called.

"What about that bitch?!" She screamed in an furious way.

"Leave him! He got what he deserved!" Mane grabbed her by an arm. "Come!"

She stood up leaving the colt bleeding his face on the floor.
They walked out the place avoinding groups, and took a break outside, while the sounds of fighting and bottles breaking could still be heard.

"Ha... are you alright..?" Mane asked. taking a deep breath.

"HAHAHA! Never felt better!" Pinkamena jumped, throwing punches in the air.

"I... I don't know about myself..." He stumbled almost falling. "I don't feel that good..."

He took his hands to the stomach, and there was dark blood. The guy ended up shooting him in the stomach, and the blood loss was actually big.

"Mane! My goddess!" She screamed.

"It's nothing..." Mane sat on the dirt. "It's nothing... really..."

"Mane! We need help! Can you walk?!"

"I... I d-don't think so..."

"Dude! Don't you dare go on me!"

Mane stopped speaking and eventually fainted. Pinkamena stood up and started looking around, but the streets were empty.

"SOMEPONY! HELP HERE!!!" She screamed, waving herhands in theair. "WE GOT A WOUNDED HERE!" But nopony answered

Somepony left the bar they were before. She approached them running and fell on her knees at Mane's immobile body.

"Please! We need help! A-a fight started! And..." Pinka begged.

"I know, I saw everything. I'll get some help..."

From the alley, four more ponies walked out. They were dressing leather vests like Mane, which disturbed Pinkamena. Each one of them grabbed each of Mane's limbs, lifting him up from the pool of dark red blood on the dust.

"Take him to the hideout..." Ordered the cyan mare.

They started walking to the end of the street, and she turned to Pinkamena.

"You may want to follow us. We know who you are..."

"How can I trust you?" Diane asked while grabbing one of her knifes.

"Listen. Pinkamena..." Saying her name frightened the pink mare. "You can come with us, have a place to stay and heal him. Or stay here... and be alone in this city you don't know..."

The cyan mare started walking away behind her goons. Pinkamena thought about her chances. After some moments, she sheathed her knife on her belt.

"Hey! Wait for me!"

And Pinkamena took off behind them.

Author's Notes:

Seems familiar that part?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vfiNVTPqWPY