AN: I am aware that this prologue kind of sucks, but bear with me. The rest is better.

I walked through the city of los Pegasus with the rest of the ponies. It would be easy to assume that I was nothing more than a simple pony going about his business. You could say that. I was technically going about business as usual. Even if that business was not in the least bit normal.

You see, I’m a problem solver. I don’t solve problems like what is beauty as that would fall into your conundrums of philosophy. I solve practical problems. If your down on your luck, you get me. If your in a bit of a jam, you get me. You need to settle a debt, you get me. The list goes on and on.

During this particular job, I was hired to “settle” an argument between two families, permanently. You see, in los Pegasus, there are a number of very important families. The two that I was hired to settle a dispute with are the Omertas, the ones who hired me, and a rich family know as the White Hoof Society.

The White Hoof Society was a full of a bunch of upper class ponies who believe themselves superior to all of those around them. That wasn't my problem with them though. My problem was the occasional disappearances that would happen. That didn't make some ponies suspicious like it normally would. The White Hoof Society would use their status and power to shift the blame to other ponies. Then, the suspected group would disappear of the face of the planet. Most would say that it was just some ponies taking the law into their own hooves, but not me. I knew that they had a small, private army at their disposal.

The Omertas were a group of underworld trash that owned a casino known for being very adult friendly. They were disliked by most ponies, especially the White Hoof Society. They had been known to deal in various forms of underworld behavior including prostitution and drug trading. Strangely, I liked the Omertas. It was mostly because unlike other groups of ponies, they didn't try to hide what they did. They were powerful enough that they could openly deny the claims to the public, but anyone who has been to their casino knows that the accusations are true.

This was my 5th time working for the Omertas and they paid well. They gave me a penthouse room at the casino they ran and it is where I called home. I got a discount at everything in the casino and didn’t get hustled during the few times I gambled. Quite nice of them considering that it was notorious for them to hustle their patrons.

Anyway, as I walked down the street to the warehouse that I was supposed to meet with a White Hoof lieutenant, I was cornered by three stallions. They made it clear what they wanted. Another thing about los Pegasus is that it has a very high crime rate in comparison to the rest of Equestria. The stallions were all earth ponies. One had a switchblade and the other two were unarmed. This would be easy.

“You know the drill, give us your bits,” the second one said.

I was hoping for more colorful dialogue but you can’t have everything. So I decided to go and play stupid and ask, “Why should I give you my bits? Oh, I know, your the prositutes that my cousin hired as a dirty trick aren’t you? Very funny Niko.”

This caught them all off guard.

“What are you, retarded? Did your mom drop you on your head as a filly,” The third said

Again, I played it stupid and said, “Moma said never to talk to strangers.”

“Oh for the love of all that is holy, Spike, show this stallion that we mean business.”

The first known as Spike advanced on me, only to get a nice little surprise known as a hoof to the head. It stunned him long enough for me to unlesh my secret weapon, magic. I yanked the switchblade out of his teeth with it and shoved blade up in between his jaws and into his brain.

The third rushed me while I was doing this and tried to knock me onto the ground. I sidesteped him, only to be tackled by the second. He pinned me and was raising his hoof to strike, only to forget that I was a unicorn. I threw his only living companion into him, removing him from me.

I shot a magic blast at them, scoring a direct hit on the second; the blast ripped up his stomach and gore started to spill out. The third was in shellshock from the blast. Using my magic, I picked the third up and threw him violently into the wall of the nearby building. I was rewarded with a sickening crunch.

I trotted up to the second, who was begging for forgiveness and that somepony by the name of Celestia would look kindly on my mercy. I sighed, not from how pitiful this stallion was that he couldn’t even accept his fate, but from how many times I herd this speech.

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