I spent most of the next day not leaving my cottage if I could help it with no desire to go back to Ponyville until I had to. Some of that time I managed to kill by cleaning my pistol from its usage at the pub however the rest I more or less sunk myself into the galactic net. Trying to find Wilhelm ended in frustrating failure; all sightings of him were old and useless given the frequency with which he seemed to be moving about.

Unfortunately the information I had did not lead me to really know why he was moving around so much. He could have been looking for something or someone, he could be on the run from something, or he could just hate staying in one place for long. Not like it matters, I thought, Its not like I have any way to get out of here and go after him anyway. Fuck you Sheeva!

At least she didn’t respond for once and for the moment my thoughts were my own. Even Windfall didn’t seem to know what to do or say to me today and spent it outside trying to get her wings stretched. I had to wonder if all ponies had that kind of healing ability or if her injuries just weren’t as bad as I first thought. Looking at the clock on my computer I sighed, time for me to go to work and face the ponies.

It kinda reminded me when I used to hold down a job back on earth as a cashier in the retail sector. Like most of the cashiers where I worked I was in high school at the time and I never looked forward to going to work after school. A chuckle almost forced its way out my mouth as I thought about it; I wish that was my only worry nowadays. That thought caused my to think of my family, something else I wish I still had.

Reaching into my shirt and pulling out a brown bag on a string I pulled out an old photograph and stared at it for a while. After all these years I knew the photo by heart; my mom was in the front right, red haired like me and wearing a beautifully made necklace given to her by my dad who was next to her. His brown hair was graying and thinning but he still had the gleam of good humor in his eye.

Right behind him was me, clean shaven and smiling though by this time it looked weird to see me smiling and with color in my skin and a healthy filling to my face. My middle brother was next to me, looking younger than I remembered though with dad’s brown hair and next to him was the youngest brother, red haired like me and with baby cheeks despite being in middle school. It was the last family photo we had taken together, the Christmas of my senior year of high school.

Five years after this photo was taken they were murdered and though I tried to rescue them all I managed to do was arrive in time to witness their deaths. My eyes stung as they watered and as I blinked back to tears that this place seemed to keep trying to unlock I brushed my fingers over the photo. “What I wouldn’t give to have you all back again,” I said. The photo went back into my memory bag and under my shirt, the only consolation being that I eventually killed the bastard responsible for their deaths.

Reminiscing wasn’t getting me to work however so I got up and left the cottage only to have Windfall spot me and come trotting over. “Are you headed to work,” She asked.

“I am,” I replied.

“Do you mind if I come with you? I’d like to visit the hospital in town and have my wings checked out; see when I can try flying again.” Seeing that I was about to try to object to having her with me she butted in before I could speak, “I don’t know the route from here to Ponyville from the ground; I’ve only ever flown over and then only once. When I did that I was looking at the town, not the ground and it definitely doesn’t look the same from down here.”

I sighed, “Yeah, you have a good point Windfall. Ok, come on, let’s go.” Together we set off; her trotting gait smoother than it had been earlier when she had begun to move after her injuries. As we set off I noted that having a pony with me didn’t seem nearly as odd as it used to be. She seemed to be healed enough that she had no trouble moving at a fast enough pace that I was able to jog at a pace that ate up the miles yet was sustainable.

Even at that pace I was still glad to be able to slow down when we got to the edge of Ponyville. Windfall didn’t seem to even notice the physical demand of the distance we had just jogged and I had to wonder just how fit these ponies all were. With the edge of town now in sight Windfall broke the silence we had maintained, “Hey John, did anypony show you where the hospital is in Ponyville?”

“Yeah they did. I suppose you want me to take you there?”

“That would be the nice thing to do yes.” Wondering when I had started giving a shit about the nice thing again I started off in that direction.

Before we got there a voice cried out, “What are you doing?! Get away from him! He’s dangerous!” Turning towards the voice we saw a light purple pegasus mare with a silver mane shouting from where she was hiding behind the corner of a cottage.

Windfall got this annoyed look her wings flaring up as best they could and stepped between me and the other pony, “He’s my friend and while I don’t necessarily agree with what he did I do agree with the motives behind his actions. I certainly am not going to start cowering behind a building just because he’s different from us!” The pegasus’ jaw almost literally hit the floor while being lost for words.

A snort escaped Windfall’s nostrils and she turned to me, grabbed my sleeve with her teeth and pulled me in the direction we had originally been heading. For the rest of the trip to the hospital I heard her grumbling about the ponies of the town. Finally we got to the hospital where Windfall bid me goodbye and told me to have a good time at work. Turning to head towards the martial arts dojo I saw six ponies standing on the path in front of me though cautiously back.

Three of the ponies were familiar to me by this point, especially the purple one who stepped forward and said, “Hello Mr. Tracker, I don’t know if you remember me…”

“You’re Twilight Sparkle, right?”

A relieved smile lit her face, “Oh good, you do remember me. You remember Applejack and Rainbow Dash also right?”

“I believe so. Applejack ran the apple stand and is sister to Applebloom correct?”

Applejack smiled a little, “That’s right.”

“Of course I definitely can’t forget Rainbow Dash. I doubt many ponies are as good at making an impression as she is.”

Rainbow put a hoof to her chest, “Of course they’re not.”

Twilight pointed to the other three ponies with them, “This is Rarity, Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy.” The last pony she mentioned was trying to get a good look at me from where she was hiding behind the other ponies.

“I recall seeing you all sitting together at the trial yesterday. Is there something you wanted?”

Twilight looked a little more concerned now but went on, “Well yes actually. Do you remember that I am the student of Princess Celestia?”

I answered though unsure of why she was asking, “Yes, why?”

“Well she sent me a letter today telling me that she wants to see you right away in Canterlot and asked if we would accompany you there.”

My eyes narrowed, “Am I under arrest again?”

Twilight quickly reassured me, “Oh no no no. Princess Celestia just wants to talk to you. She’s probably heard about what happened, wants to see you for herself and make sure you aren’t going to be a danger to her ponies.”

I couldn’t help but ask, “And if she thinks I am a danger to them?”

Twilight tapped a hoof to her chin, “Well she’d probably ask you to leave Equestria immediately.”

Trying to hide a sudden surge of excitement I replied as neutrally as possible, “I see.” For the first time since I came here I felt a surge of hope; if I could convince the princess that I should not be here in Equestria then I’d be forced to leave and Sheeva would have to let me leave. The surge of hope was so large and so intense I actually found myself smiling though the gesture felt unfamiliar.

Twilight and her friends looked at each other in confusion after which I replied, “Very well then, let’s go meet a princess.”

The six ponies began to head towards the main part of town when another voice interrupted us, “Wait for me!” We all turned to see Windfall galloping towards us. She stopped and said, “I’m sorry but when I saw the element bearers coming to talk to John I stopped and watched what was going on. I heard everything and I want to come too.”

Twilight smiled politely as she said, “I’m sorry miss, you are?”

Windfall looked a little sheepish as she replied, “I’m Windfall, John’s friend.” Before I could protest she shot me a look promising pain if I did so I wisely kept my mouth shut.

Applejack seemed to suddenly recognize her, “You’re new in town right? I think I remember you buying some apples from ma’ stand.”

Rainbow Dash cut in, “I’m glad to see you’re ok Windfall. When I first heard what happened from this guy here I thought he had hurt you. If he had I would have kicked his flank hard you can bet on that!”

I muttered, “Sure you would have, not.” She must have heard me because she gave me a glare which I replied with a ‘bring it on’ gesture. Taking off she attempted to do just that but was stopped by Applejack grabbing her tail in her teeth. The rest of the ponies got between the two of us, not joining in but rather trying to keep it from escalating any further.

A lone soft voice managed to cut into the situation and stop it dead, “Please don’t fight you two, it isn’t very nice.” Turning I saw the source of the voice was the timid yellow pegasus who still looked rather timid but also like she couldn’t keep quiet about what she was seeing. Her head turned and looked at me, “Mr. Tracker please don’t antagonize Rainbow Dash, she never backs down from a challenge.”

Holy shit, her voice sounded like it was designed to make even the manliest of men break down into incoherent coos and to hug her like a fricking teddy bear. Of course I didn’t do that but I did give in to the desire to apologize for what I did, “Oh um, I’m very sorry for doing that…thing that I did.” To my surprise, delight and dismay at feeling delighted my apology got a smile out of her.

Applejack spit out Rainbow Dash’s tail who muttered, “I totally could have taken him.”

The white unicorn, who I believe was named Rarity smiled and put a hoof on the yellow one’s shoulder, “My my Fluttershy, I’m quite impressed by you standing up like that.”

Fluttershy blushed, “It was nothing really.”

Windfall, “Oh it was something alright. I don’t think I’ve yet seen him apologize like that or even seem to feel like he was wrong.”

Fluttershy’s blush grew even deeper, “Thank you.”

Twilight spoke up, “So Windfall, why did you want to come with us? Princess Celestia didn’t request your presence.”

Windfall nodded, “I know Twilight Sparkle but like I said he’s my friend and though he seems to not be the nicest guy out there he did save my life and has been taking care of me this whole time. Princess Celestia called him in because she heard about something he did that looks bad but she needs to know the whole truth.”

Twilight smiled, “It’s great that you want to help your friend Windfall. Why don’t you come along as well then and I’ll let Princess Celestia know you’re coming?” With a cheerful nod and smile Windfall joined us and we began to head back through the town itself. The townsponies still looked at me with fear but they seemed to be less afraid while I was accompanied by Twilight and company.

Eventually we came to a train station complete with the least manly train I have ever seen in my life; even had a heart on the front of it. Windfall asked, “What are you looking at John?”

“I do believe I am looking at the death of my masculinity.”

Windfall glared at me and even went so far as to hit me in the arm with her hoof and it hurt more than when a human or human equivalent did it, “It’s just a train John. We like the nice colors ok?”

Rubbing my arm I replied, “It looks like a toy train for five year olds. There’s even a heart on the front of it for God’s sake! What does the horn sound like for this thing, ‘friendship, friendship’? Instead of smoke do rainbows and flowers come out the stack?” With a derisive snort Windfall turned away, flicked her tail at me in annoyance and trotted back to Twilight’s friends.

As she did I noticed Twilight talking to a little purple and green lizard that was bipedal and had clawed hands. It was writing something with a quill on a piece of paper. From the way it kept glancing at Twilight while she spoke I more or less was able to assume she was dictating something that it kept writing down. Before I got close enough to hear what was said the lizard breathed green flame onto the paper and the resulting small smoke cloud flew without dissipating towards a large castle set on the side of a mountain.

Twilight indicated the lizard with a hoof as I approached, “John, this is my assistant Spike. He’s a baby dragon and my assistant.”

Spike looked up at me with a smile and a wave, “Hey there, nice to meetcha! It’s nice to see somepony else that stands on two legs like me for once.”

“Yeah I bet. Twilight said you’re her assistant?”

“Yep! I help Twilight get supplies, take notes, organize the library and stuff like that.”

My gaze shifted to Twilight who looked a little uncomfortable when she looked at my eyes, “So in other words…Twilight uses child labor.” I began to slowly walk towards her, “On my world that’s considered a crime, punishable by death.” To their credit her friends weren’t hesitant, even Fluttershy to jump in front of her and protect her. The station got very quiet and the tension was easily felt by anyone in the vicinity.

Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Pinkie Pie and Rarity looked like they were ready to give me a good ass kicking if I tried anything while Fluttershy looked like she wanted to hide but wasn’t going to let her friend down. Twilight looked shocked, scared and more than a bit like I’d slapped her in the face. Windfall in the meantime put a foreleg around my arm and pulled like she was going to hold me back.

When Twilight finally found her voice she protested, “I don’t use child labor! Why would you possibly think that?”

“You just said it yourself Twilight. Spike is a baby dragon yet he does work more akin to a secretary and housekeeper role. If that’s not child labor then I don’t know what is.”

Spike moved to stand between me and the rest of the ponies and began to plead with me, “No John, it’s not like that at all! Twilight raises me and treats me like a little brother to her that’s all. I’m happy to help her out whatever way I can.”

Twilight smiled a little at that and added, “Spike’s right John. The work he does is household chores for a library as well as a few things to help me out with my own work. I would never make him do more than he could handle I promise you that I care too much about him to do that. There was a point where he was having trouble assisting me so I brought on another assistant so he wouldn’t have to work so hard.”

Spike ran back to her and gave her a hug which she returned then he looked at me, “Yeah see? Everything is ok.” The station went quiet again while everypony looked at me for what my response would be. On one hand Spike seemed to be ok with whatever arrangement they had and Twilight seemed to be sincere. On the other hand I wasn’t sure whether or not I could trust her, student of a princess or not and everything in me screamed that she was using child labor and that she should be shot for it.

As I was deliberating Twilight seemed to come to some sort of realization and pushed through her friends to stand in front of me. A small smile came upon her face as she looked up at me and said, “I think I’m beginning to understand you more Mr. Tracker.”

“What do you mean by that Twilight?”

“At the trial you mentioned that you hunted criminals for years and that you killed them. You also mentioned that you killed the Diamond Dogs to so they couldn’t harm anypony again. I admit that I couldn’t really understand; I’ve fought to protect the ones I care about but I’ve never tried to kill to do so. Here I could see you were thinking of killing me because you believed I was using child labor. While I never would do such a thing I began to think of what that would be like and the idea of it made me shiver in disgust. In that moment I began to understand why somepony would go to an extreme level.”

She smiled wider and continued, “In doing so I believe I understand more what motivates you. You said you’d be affected personally by crime and if I take that kind of experience and combine with the horror I feel when I think of something as bad as child labor…I can now feel the desire to use extreme measures to ensure it doesn’t happen. I’m not saying I entirely approve of it mind you, but I think I can understand your actions.”

I blinked, thrown off by her deduction. Normally people who don’t agree with me don’t even try to understand me yet she did a pretty good job of looking at it from my perspective, not just intellectually but from the heart as well. To be honest I wasn’t sure how much of that motivation still held given my intent to die however I couldn’t entirely dismiss the possibility of that motivation being behind my final mission either.

Eventually I found my voice, “I see there is more to you than questions and being a student Twilight Sparkle. Thank you, for reasoning it out as you did. Shall we continue our journey then?” Everypony nodded, still a little tense but we all boarded the train, Twilight handing somepony in a uniform enough train tickets for all of us. The inside of the train was surprisingly roomy considering it was made for these ponies.

My head nearly touched the ceiling but that was more than I was expecting; I had expected to be hunched over any time I tried to stand. In addition the seats were surprisingly ornate and comfortable booth benches. There weren’t many ponies on the train, or at least if there were they weren’t in the same car as I was and the few that were in our car apart from my escorts stayed well away from me.

I took my seat with Windfall opting to sit next to me while Twilight and Applejack sat across from me. The other ponies sat in the benches right behind Twilight and Applejack. They began to lightly converse with one another over various everyday things though I declined to take part in the conversation. As the train began to move I stared out at the scenery though at first I could only see the town.

If I had looked out the other side of the train I could have seen part of the Whitetail Woods where I was currently living but as it was I saw a bit of woodland and a lot of grassland. We also passed over a river just outside of Ponyville that Twilight informed me ran there from Canterlot. Shortly after we passed over the river Twilight decided to start asking questions, “So Mr. Tracker…”

“Call me John,” I interrupted, “I’ve never been comfortable with anyone calling me mister.”

“Oh, ok then John during your trial you mentioned that you became a vigilante because what criminals were doing really hit home for you. Why was that?”

I sighed, “If I said that I didn’t want to talk about it would you not ask again?”

To my surprise her reply was, “Of course. If you said that then it would obviously be something very personal for you and I would understand if you didn’t want to talk about it.” The surprise must have shown on my face as I looked at her because she asked, “Why does that surprise you? Don’t most people leave you alone when you tell them that?”

With a snort I replied, “Yeah right they usually pry harder.”

Twilight actually looked sorry, “I didn’t realize that. I’m sorry; forget I asked anything.”

Somehow her apology and willingness to drop the subject made me more willing to talk about it. “It’s ok Twilight, I’ll tell you anyway. You see before I was a vigilante I was a mercenary.”

Applejack chimed in, “You sure seem to pick jobs that involve fightin’.”

My shoulders moved in a shrug, “My circumstances dictated it at the time I’m afraid. I needed to live and eat which means I needed a job. The only skills I had at the time that I could market was some experience in a merc group prior to that. Anyways I was given the chance to lead one of our missions which was to hit a pirate ship that was under the command of a pirate captain that was high ranking in a larger pirate organization.”

Rainbow Dash’ head popped up, looking a lot more interested all of a sudden, “What happened?”

“The mission itself was rather uneventful…we managed to stow onto the ship, killed all the crew and the captain and took control of the ship which got us a bonus. However…the captain of the ship was in fact the son of the leader of the pirate organization and he was unhappy about it. He found out that I had been in charge of that mission and he tried to kill me. To be honest he nearly succeeded but I got away.”

A pained sigh passed my lips, “I don’t know how he found out where I was from or who my family was but he did and he sent me a message letting me know it too. Even though I knew it was a trap I went anyway to try and save my mom and dad and my two younger brothers. All I succeeded in doing was getting there in time to watch them die instead. In a rage I attacked him but nearly died again.”

Everypony literally was dead silent at this point until Applejack took off her hat, “Well that makes a bit more sense now. Ah know what it feels like to lose your folks and if it had happened like that to me than Ah’d probably want some revenge myself.”

I nodded, “Yeah that’s more or less how it started. After that I left the mercenary group and used the money I had saved to get as much equipment as I could and to train and prepare myself. During that time it occurred to me that I would have to do something after I got my revenge and I was well aware of how bad crime was in the galaxy and how people were suffering because of it. Because of that I decided I would become a vigilante and give the criminals something to be afraid of.”

Suddenly I felt something simultaneously hard and soft on my hand and looked to see Windfall’s forehoof on it. She tried to speak but seemed unable to so she mouthed the words ‘I’m sorry’ to me. All I could say in return was ‘thanks’ before we all went quiet again. The mountain with the castle on it was getting closer before Rainbow Dash decided to say, “So I bet you’ve gone on some real adventures huh?”

Rarity poked her head up over the seat, “Really darling, is that what you care about? After what we just heard?”

Rainbow rolled her eyes, “I’m not trying to be mean or anything Rarity I just really like hearing about stuff like that. We’ve gone on our share of adventures and they’ve been awesome. I just want to hear about some of his that’s all.”

My eyebrow went up, “I thought you ponies weren’t used to violence.”

Rainbow replied, “Most aren’t but we’ve had a few good fights like the time we beat Nightmare Moon, Discord, the Changelings…”

Well that certainly piqued my interest, “I’d love to hear about those actually.”

Rainbow smiled, “Make you a deal then, you tell me one I’ll tell you one.” As she said it she held out a hoof like she wanted a fist bump.

Since I did really want to hear these stories I bumped her hoof and said, “Deal. Ok so yeah I’ve seen and done a lot so picking one is going to be hard for me.” I racked my brain for one of my adventures that might allow them to not judge my methods too harshly. One did come to me with a snap of my fingers and I started, “Ok so this story takes place about a year and a half after I became a vigilante…”

There are a surprising number of constants in the universe, one of these being the existence of bordellos. I’m typically a supporter of such things but if the people are there of their own free will than it’s not something I going to bother anybody about. This one however had got my attention; it was a lynchpin of the local sex slave trade. The females and occasional male that folks could come blow off steam with were slaves being used then eventually sold elsewhere.

Slavery has always been evil to me regardless of what form it takes so this made me hopping mad and its things like this that influenced why I dealt with the diamond dogs the way I did. For this I was having to time it perfectly; the employees were there getting ready to open later that evening and the slaves were also there, waiting to be forced to give themselves over to paying customers. In other words, this was going to be my best chance to kill those involved in this ring and free their victims.

Typically when I confront a group larger than me I tend to try to at least whittle their numbers down a bit through sneaky kills before going to more out in the open directness. Sometimes however I would through stealth to the wind and would essentially go in and re-enact the lobby scene from The Matrix. This would be one of those times. To that effect I was using twin-Uzis with recoil dampening upgrades and extended magazines. For back-up I had my Glock and a ka-bar knife.

I had done background checks on all the staff that worked at the bordello and they were all in on the slave ring which made them all targets. As I headed toward the building I saw two bouncers at the door. The name of their species failed me but they had four arms, red skin, a caveman look to their faces, sharp teeth and muscles that would have done any WWE wrestler proud.

I’d have to get past them without drawing too much alarm so that meant knife or very quickly shooting them then entering the building. Given the size of their arms and how strong they were I didn’t fancy the knife option but another plan came to mind. Walking up to the door like I was a customer who didn’t realize they weren’t open yet I was stopped with a firm yet polite hand.

“Sorry sir,” The guy on my right said, “We’re not open yet. You’ll have to come back later. Try in about an hour.”

Feigning an indignant attitude I crossed my arms, using the gesture to slip my hands into my coat and grab the handles of my Uzis. “What do you mean you aren’t open? Look I’ve had a rough day and I really want to blow off some steam now let me in!”

Righty crossed his upper pair of arms, “Like I said sir try again in an hour. If you press the issue we may have to make your day even more rough ok?”

“I think I’ll try right now thank you,” And with that I whipped out my guns and fired a sustained burst into their stomachs then entered the establishment before their bodies hit the floor. Those inside heard the gunshots and were still in shock and looked in my direction as I walked inside. Behind the bar were two guys stocking drinks and glasses and they shot their hands under the counter, likely for a weapon so I stitched a string of bullets from the one then across the bar counter to the other.

One danced under the hits before falling backwards while the other simply collapsed onto the bar itself. Some guys who were wiping down tables or onstage setting up lighting and sound equipment tried to go for weapons inside their clothes so I switched aim with both guns. For the next ten seconds I felt the rush of two guns kicking in my hands, the slight satisfaction of seeing each one get hit and toppled over then a strange silence when my guns clicked empty and nothing was moving.

Nobody else came running in and I was pretty sure they were fortifying in a different part of the building so I took the time to reload both guns and set out. There were three areas left for me to explore; the offices, the private backrooms customers could rent and the basement which was were the slaves were kept. My first stop was the offices and sure enough there were people barricaded in the big one down the hallway.

I had to duck back as a variety of ranged ammo came flying my way; lasers, plasma and even slug rounds shredded the wall behind where I first tried to step into. Taking a deep breath to steel myself I put one Uzi around the corner and held the trigger down. The resulting hail of bullets forced them to duck behind their barricade and I began running down the hall firing as I went.

When the first Uzi went dry I dropped it and fired the other one which got me to the barricade while my free hand grabbed the knife. One guy got up and a got a shot off which seared my shoulder but adrenaline cut through the pain and I drove my knife right into his throat. As he fell I caught him and held him up as a meat shield to absorb the fire that was beginning to come my way.

With my other hand I pulled out my pistol and began taking out the remaining assholes one by one. It was easy enough since I was at the barrier they didn’t have anywhere to hide really. My shoulder still burned but I could ignore it for now so I retrieved and reloaded all my weapons and went to check the private backrooms. To my surprised there was no one there which meant anyone still alive was in the basement.

I put my Uzis away and kept out my pistol so there would be less chance of accidentally hitting one of the poor slaves if I got in a firefight. The basement itself looked like a dungeon and smelled like one too and believe me I can verify what one smells like. There was only one guy left down there and he was scared shitless but holding one of the women hostage. He had a gun to her head and when he saw me he started screaming, “Don’t you fucking come near me or I’ll blow her head off!”

Even I took a shot and even if it was a clean kill then the gun he was holding would still likely go off and kill her. For a tense moment I wasn’t sure what to do but then an idea came to me and given my circumstances I went for it. Slowly I put my gun to the ground and backed away from it though I stuck out my left arm and pointed an index finger at him then inwardly groaned as I said, “You won’t get away with this.”

His gun left her head to point at me, “Says you!” Before he could fire however I had already moved my hand in the way that caused the hookshot to fire which grabbed his gun and the hand holding and reeled him towards me quickly. I believe I also yelled, "Get over here!" Or something to that effect. In surprise he let go of the woman and before he could recover I drove my right fist into his nostrils. Releasing my hook shot’s hold on him I continued my attack, driving my fists into his stomach then ribs in a barrage of blows.

Once he was too battered to really fight back I took out my knife, grabbed him by the head and forced him to look at me for a second before I drove the knife into his temple. He dropped dead and I picked up my weapon then helped the woman to her feet. She thanked me shakily to whom I replied with a nod before grabbed the keys to the cells from the guy I just killed and letting the slaves go.

There were two dozen in total from at least six different species and though they weren’t abused beyond use they did show some signs of harsh use such as bruises and some cuts. They followed me back upstairs where I asked them to wait a moment as I went and rounded up some weapons and money which I distributed to all of them. With whispered thanks they left and though I never found out what happened after that I hoped they were able to get on with their lives. As for me before I left I went back to the office and began downloading their files. They did business with others after all and I was going to bring them down too.

I looked around, “Well?”

Rarity shivered, “No offense darling but that was a very disturbing tale if you ask me.”

I shrugged, “No offense taken I remember being very disturbed at that sort of thing back then.”

Rainbow Dash exclaimed, “It’s ok though because you went in and kicked their sorry flanks! Ha! Those guys never even knew what hit them!”

“I suppose so,” I leaned forward interested in hearing her tale, “Now I believe its your turn.”

She nodded with a smile, “Right so here’s the story of how we fought an army of Changelings…”