In Equestria nobody is as good as they think they are. Not the queens, not the people, not the crooks. The only thing people have are their virtues, and those are in short supply. In Equestria, when you have a virtue you stick with it. You don't drop it at the curb, because if you don't have a virtue, you don't have anything.

Six young women have their virtues, and they'll trust in only them. They navigate fate. They cross each others paths, but they won't let go of the virtue, even if it means their life.

Celestia has a meandering conversation with an old friend about what's behind and what's to come.

Currently indefinite hiatus... gotta figure some stuff out for this fic...

Peace. Stability. Freedom. These are what everypony has and cherishes in the mighty kingdom of Equestria. The land is abundantly rich, the citizens for the most part are happy and kind, and the rulers are ever-loving and merciful. Equestria is near paradise realized.

But like a thief in the night, change is coming and none will be spared from its' unbiased wrath. For on the western edge of the land, an enemy from a time long past will return.

In the gathering dark, He will rise.

Cover art was created by impala99 on Deviantart.

Ponies are enslaved. Humans are in control.

Nolan Anderson didn't want to be whisked away to a land full of discrimination and judgement. Yet he was there anyway. He just wanted to get by another day in his own world, no matter the hardships. Being a part of S.W.A.T. meant being the best he could be with what he could do. Little did he know he would apply his skills in a magical world, where the ponies think he's an evil human, and where the humans think he's a pony sympathizer. As crazy as everything is, Nolan wants to get back home, a feat that seems impossible, even in a world full of magic. However, the difficulty won't be getting back to where he belongs, but finding allies in a place where trust is rarely given, and earning it still.

"A hero is an ordinary individual who finds strength to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles."
- Christopher Reeve

Rated Teen for language, blood, and sexual themes.
The story takes place between season 3 and 4 of MLP; Lots of non-canon material.

Primary Editor: the amazing Legion222.
Secondary Editor: the cool JoshuaGrahamPony.
Proofreader: the neat Rokkurin.

Applejack vector by Fureox.

I have never been a part of S.W.A.T., nor have I done extensive research on it. I have only taken a quick look at some procedures, weaponry, and armor for the purposes of this story. If you find something that doesn't seem right, please let me know. Also note I have taken a few liberties with how S.W.A.T. works that I will not change.

Having returned from her experience in the mirror world, Princess Twilight Sparkle wondered what misadventures her title would bring her next. She never expected that she would be told to travel to the place where reality began and create eternal harmony for the future of Equestria through an ancient being that no one really understood. With the stakes higher than ever, the Bearers of Harmony embark on an adventure to change their lives for better or for worse. And maybe find some answers about themselves and the universe along the way.

Raindrops has a boring, if not repetitive, life. She wakes up, eats, goes to work, comes back home and sleeps. But one Saturday morning, she looks out of her window and sees filth everywhere around Ponyville.
Raindrops immediately thinks up a plan to get rid of the dirt, but when she puts her plan into action, she gets responses that she isn't looking for.

One's a play-by-the-rules robotic cop and the other's an adrenaline addicted Rainbow Dash, together they fight crime!
Rainbow Dash doesn't need foalsitting, she's a good cop, but she does tend to be reckless when it comes to procedure, so The Chief assigned her a partner to make sure she doesn't blow anything up. He is a robot designed by Twilight Sparkle named Spark.
Rainbow Dash is determined to be awesome, and Spark just wants to do his job.
The financial adviser for Sparkle Industries was murdered, and the pair is sent to investigate. Is this just a deranged serial killer, or is there something more sinister going on?

Warning: Contains some gore and over-the-top action sequences starting on the second chapter, also has really soft social science fiction and pop cultural references.

After returning from her adventures in an alternate world of bipedal creatures with 'hands', Twilight struggles with the reality of becoming a princess. And fears that it might be a burden greater than she could bear.

Unbeknownst to her and her friends, a great evil has arrived to the peaceful lands of Equestria. An evil that threatens to wipe out all that they hold dear in this world. And the little ponies will be forced to come to grips with the discovery that they are not alone in the multiverse...

Will the bearers of the Elements of Harmony be able to face this new enemy, or will their circle of friendship be broken... forever?

(cover done by bakki from DeviantArt, click on image to view the artist's gallery or go to this link = http://bakki.deviantart.com/ if you'd like to see more of bakki's art)

Depressed from boredom and being envious of her friends having found places in life they are happy with and of course Twilight being an alicorn princess now while she's still trying to get somewhere in life, Rainbow Dash is not in the best of moods, and the arrival of a certain draconequus chaos god isn't making it any better! After reluctantly doing him a favor, Rainbow is offered any one wish she wants, with a pinkie promise of following her wish to the letter as a chance for him to further show how redeemed he is! What can possibly go wrong?

My try at slice-of-life humor as opposed to the long-runner 'adventure' fics I've done

A slipstream is the turbulence behind a force moving trough a medium, it's also the name of a short-lived science fiction movement focused on blurring the borders between science fiction and the mainstream. Neither definition have any direct connection to this story...

Magic disperses light in a peculiarly hexagonal way. You find traces of this pattern in the aura that appears whenever a unicorn works her craft. Even the most skilled of pony illusionists can't escape the fragmented edges that reveal her tricks to the trained eye.

As such, natural shapes are no problem to replicate magically. A unicorns thaumaturgical aura sparkles and sways in a way that mimics the shape of turbulent water and the rhythm of a gust of wind, but geometric shapes are more problematic. In the edges of squares, errant magic burn the air into angry sparks that can be concealed, but only with great difficulty and an intuitive understanding of gradients that only the most artistic of unicorns can claim to posses.

This is a long way of saying: There is no way in tartarus that any normal unicorn could store enough magic in the air to power a game centred entirely around shooting pixels.