As Standish and his team entered the room, Twilight Sparkle and Spike looked up from a pair of books.

"Hey." Standish said. "You alright?"

"Yes, I'm fine." Twilight said. "How did the press conference go?"

"Decent." Lyle said. "We said what we needed to say, and left."

"Alright, let's get to business." Standish said. "You've got those dossiers?"

"Right here." Spike said, hefting several heavy books onto the table. "Took us a while to find them."

"Let's gather what intel we can from them." Paulson said, Standish nodding. "We'll need information on our side to take these bastards down."

"Then let's stop chatting and get moving." Paulson smirked. As the Hunters sat down and opened the dossiers, the Hunters removed their masks to concentrate without their HUDs interfering.

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"Lyle, whatcha got on Blueblood's mother?" Standish called out.

"I've got medical records, and quite a few finance reports." Lyle replied. "Apparently, Pure Blueblood paid Canterlot General a visit about a few years ago. The maternity wing."

"So, she's pregnant?" Twilight asked.

"Was." Lyle said. "The delivery was a year ago. Problem is, there's no record as to anything about the baby. No gender, name, or anything like that."

"Keep on it." Standish said. "Jacobs, where are you at?"

"I've got records of a land purchase." Jacobs said. "In the forest south of Canterlot."

"We thinking of a safehouse?" Paulson asked.

"Maybe." Jacobs said. "They were clean to keep all paper records minimal and to the point."

"What else?" Twilight asked.

"I figured out how Blueblood got the Orichalum." Paulson said. "I've got receipts for Cordicin tablets in Blueblood's name, shortly before the Pie family's rock expo. What do those do?"

"It's for birth control." Twilight said. "You're saying Blueblood slept with someone at the Pie's rock farm?"

"Maybe." Standish said. "I think someone should go and verify what happened there."

"I know just who to send." Twilight said. "One of the Pie family, Pinkie, is one of my best friends and the Element of Laughter. She'd be perfect."

"Contact her." Standish said. "Anything else?"

"I've got records at a Smithy here." Lyle said, the others crowding around. "For eight "specialized" daggers, custom-made."

"I'd bet those are the same ones used in the assassination." Standish said, Twilight nodding. "What's the name of that smithy?"

"Brass Bolt." Lyle said. "You want to pay him a visit?"

"Yeah, I do." Standish said. "But we've got too much ground to cover if we go together."

"So, we're splitting up?" Lyle asked.

"Yes, each of us heads to their objective." Standish said. "Paulson, head to the ROck Farm with Pinkie and find out what happened. Lyle, head to the hospital and get whatever records you can get on that Blueblood kid. Jacobs, investigate that safehouse in the forest. I'll deal with interrogating the smithy."

"Rules of engagement?" Lyle asked.

"Firearms are a last resort." Standish replied. "Remain undetected, and use your cloak as much as possible. If engaged, get out of there ASAP and link up back here."

"Roger that." the Hunters said.

"Move out whenever you can." Standish said. "Twilight, stay here in the meantime. I have something here that should keep you safe in case of attack."

Standish handed her an X45 Sidearm, which she studied.

"What is this?" she asked.

"Walther X45 Sidearm." Standish said. "It's one of those firearms we told you about. You have sixteen shots in the magazine, pull this trigger here to shoot. Try to aim for the head."

Twilight looked uncertain, but nodded. As the Hunters departed for their respective missions, Spike looked at the Princess of Magic.

"Twilight, will they be okay?" he asked.

"I think so." Twilight said. "Come on, let's get back to work."

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Blueblood Manor Safehouse
At the same time
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"This complicates things." Pure Blueblood said. "These beings will ruin our plans, Amadeus."

"I know." Amadeus Blueblood said. "We must dispose of them, just like the false princess. Once they are out of the way, our grand design will rise above Equestria."

"Ah, yes. Unicornia will be reborn." Pure said, smiling. "Majesty Blueblood will rule, and all the filthy commoners will be set in their rightful place as our servants."

"Indeed." Amadeus said. "How is my daughter?"

"The acceleration spell worked perfectly." Majesty said. "She is now biologically seventeen years old, and just as adept in alicorn magic as the false princess."

"Perfect." Amadeus cackled. "Soon, Equestria will belong to the Bluebloods, and nothing will stand in our way."

As the two of them laughed, the alicorn Majesty Blueblood sat in her study analyzing spells and combat magic. She ran a hoof through her whitish blue mane and sighed.

"I know my destiny…" she murmured. "But is it truly my only path that I can take?"

As she turned to a copy of Twilight's planned reforms, she looked it over once again. To many Nobles, they were despicable and to some, unlawful.

To Majesty, they didn't seem that bad once you thought about them.

"I mean, griffons, minotaurs, ponies and every other species get married to others of their kind in their homelands." she said. "Why shouldn't they be able to marry ponies here?"

She continued to look over the scripts, and let her mind flow at ease.

"Also, we have enough money already, why shouldn't we support those who cannot aid themselves? A few bits won't make that much of a difference." she thought to herself. "I mean, father would say otherwise, but I'm not like him."

...not like him.

Majesty thought hard about those words. She knew that the fate of Equestria, at least according to her father, rested on her shoulders. Once she took the throne, she would be the new ruler of Equestria. It was her destiny.

"Is it?" she thought. "I can't act out yet, but...Princess Twilight, I am not my father."

She gathered her books and reshelved them, before collapsing on her bed. Ever since being born, she had been subjected to an acceleration spell every day. An ancient spell that sped up her ageing and biological growth. She had only been born a few months ago, but she looked to be about Twilight's age.

And a side-effect of that was she was always tired and fatigued at stressful times. She curled into bed, looking out the window at Canterlot.

"Princess Twilight, I am not my father." she said, determination clear. She sighed, before speaking again.

"Good luck, Princess Twilight." she said before falling asleep, exhausted.

Author's Notes:

Yeah, this came to me in a spark of inspiration.

And yes, Majesty is based off my previous iteration of her in Assassinverse: The Sentinel. She is not power-mad nor an enemy of Twilight, but one who wants to make her own path and destiny.

And yes again, she will be an ally of the Hunters. When has yet to be seen.