Middle of the night, nopony on the streets except some patrols on duty. Luna's moon glimmering in the sky over the crystal city, along with the stars forming the different constellations worth admiring for their names and creativity of astronomers.

Though, two characters wandering in the darkness avoiding being in the open to be seen in the light of the street posts, and with a feeling of a déjà vu. Mane and Pinkamena hid in an alley and looked to a run-down building in the other side of the street.
A rat in Don Topaz's mafia told the cult about where they could find the address for the safe house, and that building was an undercover mini base for his goons in the middle of the street.

Around thirty guys, no loud weapons to avoid the risks and on the third floor, the group's boss office. It was the perfect strike for those two.

"Knowing Shining Armor a bit, his troops will end their patrolling around this hour." Said Mane checking the clock in a tower, on the end of the street, marking four in the morning.

"So, are we supposed to be fast?" Pinkamena asked, checking the sharpness of her knifes.

""Fast and furious."

"I love the sound of that." She smiled evilly.

"Also, we must keep in mind. Do this in less than ten minutes, or else the neighborhood can notice and call the army. Because sometimes you can't be that silent."

"What if we linger?" Pinka questioned in doubt.

"Then we speed up, grab what we need and get the fuck out."

"And if the army arrives?"

"We find a way, there's always a window to jump or a backdoor. Also, take this..." Mane gave her a white hockey mask.

"What is this for..?" She asked with a weird expression.

"If we get seen, we don't want nopony to see our face. Middle of the night, hard to see ,but they always go to check the face first."

"Makes sense." She dragged her hair to the back and putted the mask on. "What about yo-" She looked at Mane and he was wearing something more comic than terrifying. "Really..?"

"What?" Mane giggled.

"A rubber chicken mask, really?"

"Pinka, tell me this then. Wouldn't It be terrifying to be alone in the night, on an alley. And an anthropomorphic chicken with a baseball bat shows in front of you?" Mane asked pulling out the baseball he brought.

"I guess..." She answered the weird question.

"Now tell me, my pretty little psycho..." Those words made her blush. "Do you like hurting ponies?"

"Um... yes."

"Then let's do this."

Pinkamena pulled her machete provided by the cult and walked to the door with Mane.
They stopped and stared at the building for some moments then looked at each other, and Mane kicked the door open and took a goon instantly with the baseball bat. A door in the corridor opened and Pinkamena charged at the two gangsters with her knifes to their necks, kill them slowly by suffocating in their own blood.

They walked silently and checked the rooms, were goons would go at them holding knives and lead pipes, but they were disposed quickly by the duo. They spotted the stairs to the second floor, being guarded by three.
Mane walked in scene and they grabbed their baseball bats, but he ducked and from behind him, Pinkamena threw two knifes at their heads ending their attempts, then jumping on his back fora boost and taking the last mafioso on the ground floor with her machete, almost slicing him in half completely.

"Hardcore..." Mane commented.

"That's how I work." She answered back.

They headed upstairs, and Mane knocked two out with one swing. A door behind them opened, and a colt holding a blunderbuss was killed in time thanks to Pinkamena, which was guarding It. She took possession of the weapon with a smile behind her mask, but Mane silently told her not to, reminding her to keep the silence.

They took different paths, Mane to the left and Diane to the right.
Each side was a different noise. In the left, brutal blows of wood in skulls splattering the walls and floor in blood, and littering the place with bodies and their heads smashed open. In the right, slicing noises on necks and limbs and sometimes gurgling noises of blood entering in the lungs, splattering even more blood everywhere and body parts all over the place and the most brutal, a severed head rolling on the floor.

The duo met at the stairs, and Mane noticed Pinkamena trying to control her "psychopath instinct" and It's thirst for blood.
They headed to the last floor but this time surprised when four gangsters had the quick reflexes of shooting their muskets at them in the end of the corridor, making them take cover behind the walls.

"I thought that idiot said there was no firearms!" Pinkamena complained over the noise.

"Well shit! The silence was broken. You still have the blunderbuss?"

"Yeah."

"Use It. Time to speed things up, won't take long to Shining's troops to be here now!"

Pinkamena pulled the weapon strapped to her back with a leather band, with a quick peek she shot It, taking out two guards. Mane threw with his magic the baseball bat, right on one of the thugs head knocking his down. The remaining one still alive and panicking to reload his pistol, Mane charged at him full speed along the corridor and tackled him against the wall, making him sit on the floor against the wall staggered by the shock.

The unicorn turned his leg into crystal and with one kick smashed the bandit's head with a mess of skull bits and bloody jelly. While the previous thus was recovering from the throw, Pinkamena finished him by lodging her machete in his head.

They breath deeply in relieve, and Mane kicked the door open.
Behind the table, a blue earth colt with some badly shaved beard was hiding, dressed in a black suit just like the rest of his dead thugs. Mane grabbed him by the suit's collar and dragged him to the top of the table brutally, making papers and other stuff fall, and Pinkamena putted her knife on his neck.

"Wh-who are you?!" The associate asked terrified, staring at their masks covered in blood.

"Shut up and answer us!" Mane punched him in the face. "Where is Don Topaz?"

"I-I don't k-know!"

"Pinka?"

She grabbed his hand and held It firmly against the table, and with one smash of her knife, she cut one of his fingers. The colt screamed in agony, but was shut when Mane punched him in the face again.

"WHERE is Don Topaz?" Mane tried again.

"How c-can I know?!" He begged with tears forming on his eyes.

"Do you want to lose the whole hand?" Pinkamena threatened showing the bloody knife on his eyes.

"I swear! I don't know!"

Mane turned his fist into crystal, and with one strike he broke the mafioso's nose and one teeth, and he started to sobbing in pain and crying.

"Listen pal, we may let you live if you tell us where the fuck your boss is. Now answer!"

"I-I SWEAR! I don't know! Some days ago his g-goons along with his bodyguard Beryl showed up, a-and they asked me to put some papers with specials orders on the safe!" He pointed to a corner with a picture of somepony. "They didn't allow m-me to look at I-It, t-they even changed the code!"

"You don't know the code?" Mane asked.

"What did I just say, you sick fuck!?" He screamed in rage and despair, but Mane punched him this time in the stomach. "P-please... go a-away..." He begged.

"Tell me something before we go." Mane released his grip on his neck. "What kind of things you and your group performed here?"

"W-why?"

"Just answer, because far as I know, knees only bend to one side..." Mane grabbed his leg the middle and started forcing his knee to the opposite side it would bend, generating some pain.

"Kidnappings, drug selling and assassinations! AH! STOP!" He begged crying.

"Hmm..." Mane muttered. "No forgiveness for the actions... Diane, your time to shine."

"No... please..." He cried.

"You had a life in front of you when you came to this world, and this path was your choice and you should have considered the actions and risks..." Pinkamena commented calmly. "Slowly or quick..?"

The colt sighed, thinking in her words and she was right. He had a whole life based of choices, and getting into the mafia lifestyle was his biggest mistake, causing pain and suffering to many and now was his time to experience what he did to all his victims, acknowledging there was no choice now but accept It.

"Quick, please..." He sobbed with tears of regret.

Pinkamena grabbed the machete and Mane turned his back to avoid seeing what was about to come out of the pink psycho and her victim. She raised the blade and the colt close his eyes in acceptance, and with one clean strike, his head came out of his body to the floor, being irrigated by a waterfall of blood coming out of the corpse's neck.

"Gross..." Mane said, avoiding to look.

"Be thankful he asked to be quick, or else the mess would be even worse."

"I bet. Now come here." Mane pulled the painting from the wall and the safe showed up. "You impressed me before with your lock pick skills, can you handle a safe?"

"It's not my first safe, but they take time. Not to mention, we are taking too much time."

"Our time ended since they shot the weapons. Now be quick or we are in trouble!"

The noise came out from downstairs. Pinkamena went to a window and a large group of the army with muskets was holding back some civilians in their pajamas, curious about the whole situation.

"We got company!" Pinkamena warned. "Speaking of the devil!"

"Open this shit! I'll hold the door!"

Pinkamena ran to the safe and started her task, while Mane kept dragging furniture to the door. He positioned a bookshelf vertically to the door, and he pushed the body out of the table and did the same, now with two things against the opposite wall, the door was locked in away impossible to open, but they couldn't get cocky and had to speed up.

Loud steps started to be heard on the stairs, and getting closer and closer.
They stopped by the door and tried to open It without success, then to raw their way in, but It completely blocked.

"ROYAL ARMY! OPEN THE DOOR!" The voice sounded familiar to Mane.

"Fuck..." Mane whispered in disbelieve. "Diane be quick, Shining Armor himself is here."

"I'm trying. This piece of crap is tough!"

"Well, keep trying! We don't have much time!"

The door kept being banged by the soldiers and sometimes rammed. They eventually started to shot their weapons, and bullets going through the wood, but Mane and Pinkamena were in one of sides of the wall completely safe from the bursts.

"Bring the battering ram!" Shining Armor ordered on the other side of the door.

"Pinka! Speed up, they are taking harder measures!" Mane shouted.

"I heard them! I'm doing my best, I'm almost there!"

Moments later, the door was loudly banged and Mane could see the wood cracking in some spots. The last two characters he wanted to met with in the entire world was Princess Celestia and Shining Armor, and one of them was some meters away. He panicked and started to throw stuff in front of the door with his magic, in a desperate attempt to hold It a bit longer.

"I got It!" Pinkamena screamed.

"Grab It!" Mane ordered.

"Stand back!" Shining ordered from the other side.

In a blink, a huge magic explosion blew up the door and whatever was holding It, destroying the furniture in wooden splints, shattering the windows in the entire building and forming a cloud of concrete dust. The blast shook the entire building and part of the neighborhood, attracting even more curious ones, awake by the whole confusion. Mane and Pinkamena raised from the floor coughing out the dust under their masks, and running steps were heard coming for them from the corridor.

"T-the windows!" Pinkamena pointed to them.

"Jump!" Mane shouted.

"It's too high!" She answered looking down in the alley.

"JUMP! THEY ARE HERE!!!" He panicked noticing two soldiers holding muskets in the middle of the dense dust cloud, and between them, Shining Armor, Mane's ban of that world.

They had no choice, It was their legs or their entire life behind bars and their necks meeting an execution axe. On their way down in the dark alley, Pinkamena managed to grab a rope holding some clothes drying, but It snapped in one side and she went against the wall, but she managed to hold It. While Mane tried his levitation spell to slow down, but wasn't enough and ended up with him falling and twisting a leg, and he screamed in pain.

"Hold on!" Said Pinkamena climbing her way down, and once on the ground level she helped him getting up. "Are you okay?"

"I-I think I twisted something..." He babbled.

"Come on! We gotta move. Let's take this route." She suggested in a hurry.

"Alright..."

Mane stood in one leg and limped quickly by jumping behind her. They took out the masks and threw on a garbage bin, and they kept running, or limping in Mane's case, until they were far enough to take a quick break and catch their breath.

They hid in a different dark alley and sat on the concrete floor against the wall, and looked at each other in the eyes while breathing heavily.

"Say..." Pinkamena said.

"What..?" Mane asked, holding his twisted leg.

"That was fun, I must say..."

"Welcome to my world..." Mane commented.

They both smiled and started to laugh together, even though they were almost caught by the law. The duo stood there for a while Mane recovered from the fall and Pinkamena checking on her signature knifes if they were in good shape.

After some minutes, they stood up and kept walking (and limping) down the empty street towards Jade District, talking about random topics in a way to get the previous events out of their head.

Talking, laughing and listening, while on their way to the hideout.

Author's Notes:

So I got some inspiration from Hotline Miami (if you didn't notice or know the game), and a tiny bit of Payday 2.