Well the trip into town, which the sign along the way said was called "Baltimare", was relatively uneventful. The only thing that actually happened was the mare waking up, but she passed out again after realizing I was carrying her. Ungrateful little... Ugh, whatever. I had to run the whole way, seeing as the mare was bleeding rather heavily. I wouldn't have a problem with a gash like that, hell I probably woulda gotten off on it, but the average person-er pony, is more... Fragile, I guess you could say. Not looking forward to the hospital though.

As I neared the edge of the city, I realized I had no clue about the location of a hospital, if there even was one. I slowed down as I entered the city limits, looking around for a pony to ask for directions. Spotting a mare walking along the sidewalk, I jogged over and tapped her shoulder, "Excuse me, could you point me in the direction of the nearest... Ugh, hospital?"

She turned around, keeping her eyes closed as she answered, "Certainly... Head down this road then... Uh... What?" That's when she opened her eyes. "I, uh, um...."

Rolling my eyes, I snapped at her, "Look lass, I got a bleeding mare here that needs medical attention, now! So, just tell me where the hospital is, and I'll be on my way!"

She flinched a but, startled by my yelling, "Uh right, right. Um, just head down this road, take the second right, then keep walking until you see a large, white building with a red cross on it. Can't miss it."

I nodded, "Thank you. C'mon pooch, to the hospital!" It seems she didn't see my wolf friend at first, because I heard a startled scream seconds after I took off down the street. Oh well, not my problem. I reached the hospital pretty quickly, only a minute and a half jog, and I burst through the doors and ran to the front desk, past the frightened ponies in the waiting area. The place smells like medicine and shit. And it's sterile white. Fucking everywhere. God I hate hospitals. Ugh, can't think of that now, gotta get this mare help.

Walking up to the nurse at the desk, I slammed my hand down on the counter to get her attention, "S'cuse me, but I got an injured mare here, and she needs medical attention. She got attacked by a wolf."

Looking at me with slight fear, she said, well shouted really, "D-doctor Stable, I need you out here. Now, please!" A Doctor, God I hate that word, wanna kill him, came out from a door to my right, took one look at the mare, then called for a few nurses to help carry her away.

I nodded, "Thank you, I might not burn this place down now." I looked at the nurse to see a fearful scowl on her face, "Oi, I said I wouldn't, didn't I?" Not bothering to listen to her response, if she would even offer one, I walked back to the waiting area and leaned against a wall. Sighing, I pulled my hat off and ran a hand through my still grimy and unkempt hair, then pulled my mask down, drawing gasps from the surrounding ponies. Apparently they aren't used to blood red, almost glowing eyes, razor sharp teeth stained with blood, and almost a hundred scars covering ones face. Tough luck, asshole horse things.

"E-excuse me..." I blinked and looked down, seeing a stallion trying to get my attention.

"Yeah?"

He shuffled a bit, seemingly uncomfortable, "You, uh, wouldn't happen to know somepony named Dean Marcelo, would you?"

I raised an eyebrow and thought back to my days on Earth, cause that's where I vaguely remember the name from, "Dean Marcelo... Dean Marcelo... Hmm, I think I remember one of the guards at the facility mentioning that name before. Famous for some reason or another. Why?"

"Oh, it's just, a human by that name has apparently been staying in Ponyville, or something like that. I didn't hear much about him, just that he's been living with Princess Celestia's student or something. I just thought you might know him."

I shrugged, "Sorry, don't know the guy. Don't want to meet him too badly either, given how much I dislike humans. Don't ask why, either, you'd probably vomit your stomach out if I told ya."

He seemed slightly disturbed, and just walked off after muttering something like "sorry for bothering you, then". After that, I just stood around waiting, idly petting my wolf's head, laughing to myself as he growled at some of the ponies that came to close. I think I like this dog.

"Excuse me, uh, Ma'am? The are you brought in is waking up, would you like to see her?" I turned to my left to see the doctor from earlier.

"Yeah sure, just don't get to close to me. I have tendency to really fucking hate doctors. Lead the way." He nodded shakily, then lead me through the door he brought the mare through earlier. As we walked down the hallway, I noticed, with a smile, that he made sure to stay at least ten feet ahead of me, and kept looking back at me nervously. Fuckin' funny. After a ten minute walk, he stopped in front of a door marked 'Room 404'.

"Okay, the mare is in here. Once you two are ready to leave, just head to the front desk to sign her out." With that said, he galloped off, sweat trickling down his face.

"Ha, wuss." I kicked the door open and asked loudly, "Hey dog food, you alright?"

"EEEEEKKKKKKKKKK!" Ha.

"Oh would you calm the hell down? I just saved you from a pack of wolves, and all you've done is pass out, wake up, scream, pass out again, then wake up and scream again. It's getting kinda annoying."

She calmed down a bit, but was still apprehensive, "Wh-who are you? What are you?"

I smiled, putting all my teeth into it, which made her shudder, "Well, my name is Sarah Akinson, but you can call me Sarah. What am I? I guess I'm a human, but after all the shit A.N.G.E.L. did to me, that's not totally accurate. Well, I'm actually a Wraith, I guess, but that's not important right now." I pulled a chair over, which was surprisingly big enough to fit me, and flipped it around and sat down, crossing my arms over the back of it, "How are you felling?"

"H-how am I feeling?"

Rolling my eyes, I Elaborated, "You just got attacked by wolves. Are you feeling okay, did you lode too much blood? Are you gonna be fine enough to leave and go home?"

She blushed, embarrassed that she didn't get the simple question at first, "O-oh, um, I feel fine. I should be well enough to leave, but going home? Uh, that's sort of imposible en este momento..."

"I'm gonna guess you said it's impossible. How come?"

"W-well, my father, he uh... I don't really know if I should tell you this, we hardly even know each other...."

I was kinda concerned by now, as she started to tear up a bit. Sighing, I got up and walked to the bed she was in and sat down next to her. I put my good hand on her shoulder, causing her to flinch a bit, and said, "Look, maybe I can help. I've had my fair share of troubles in life, so I might be able to help you out with yours. Just tell me."

"A... Alright." She sighed sadly and looked down, "Well, my father he... He had worked for the Palominos, a Mafia family, back in Manehattan, he made tools and weapons for them to help support the family after Mom died. But a rival family, the Cola Blanca family, finally got the agallas to attack us. They... They got el Jefe before any of us even knew what was happening, and they didn't stop there. Any of us that tried to get away were caught, lined up, and shot in the necks with my padre's crossbows. Turns out that maldito bastardo had been working in secret for them the entire time. That didn't stop them from offing him though, no era más que un medio para un fin, I suppose. I only got away thanks to father warning me the night before el Jefe was killed, but he said he would hunt me down and bust my head open if I told la familia what was happening. I was... Afraid, so I ran all the way here, hoping to get away. The last thing I saw was my father getting stabbed to death by Cuchilla Herida, one of the Blanca's sicarios."

Well shit, that's rather depressing. Whelp, I know what I'm doing next. I gave... Actually I don't even know her name, "Hey, what's your name?"

"Uh, it's Ardiente Fragua, er, "Smoldering Forge" in traditional Equestrian."

I gave her a grin and patted her on the shoulder, "Well, Ardiente, get ready to go, we go some Cola Blanca's to slaughter."

She looked surprised by my sudden willingness to help. Well, that or my choice of wanting to take on the Mafia that killed her family, "W-what!? E-eso es aburdo! Usted estaría muerto!"

My grin became more manic, "Well, I have no idea what you just said, so I'm gonna take it as 'yes, let's go right now'!" I picked her up in my right arm and the wolf in the other, then jumped out the window in the room, "Hospitals are evil, so fuck paying. Now, off to Manehattan to kill some asshole ponies. This should be great!"

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