Order of The Alicorn Update #8 (Plus a small preview)

Hello again everyone. I'm here with another update.

This week has been pretty exciting as I've finally broken ground on a chapter that I have been wanting to write pretty much since I first began Order of The Alicorn. This chapter being, the introduction of Vinyl Scratch. Yes, I'm certain those of you who remember the prologue chapter of the story probably noticed a certain neon haired DJ missing from the group of demon hunters.

In Sweetie Devil, Vinyl Scratch was just introduced in the latest chapter. This is actually another reason why I want to merge the two stories into one, in terms of where the stories currently are in the plot Order of the Alicorn is way behind Sweetie Devil. While she is a new character in Sweetie Belle's story, she was actually supposed to make her debut in Order of the Alicorn, well before any of the shit with Alda and the attack on Ponyville went down. Which, yes does mean that her troubled history with Sweetie Belle was supposed to come as a surprise. (Yeah, this is what happens when you don't plan your shit out people)

Regardless, the chapter that I'm working on right now is intended to be her proper introduction to the world, with particular emphasis on her relationship with Octavia. Normally, this would be the part where I elaborate on what the relationship entails, but I have a special treat for you all this week.

For the first time since Update #1, I am going to share with you a small sneak peak of the chapter itself. This is a short bit of what I have written so far, which I hope you won't find too spoilery (Yes that's a fucking word, fight me). Do keep in mind that this chapter is still being written, so this scene is likely to change as I continue writing, though the basic plot will remain the same.

Hope you all enjoy, and I'll see you next update on Sept. 22. Chow.

There’s an icy breeze that blows through the forest. Ashes from the fires gather on the tree branches like snow. I leave hoof prints in the soot-covered ground. There’s a tension in my spine like I’m being watched, and in all likelihood I probably am. She said she’d meet me somewhere out here. She should be able to find me so long as I just keep walking.

“Your fortune ordained, claimed the Earthly Prince.”

The voice is a raspy contralto singing a soft weary verse. I hear it in the trees, though I don’t see its owner. I can’t help but smirk. I’m less practiced in the lower vocal ranges, but I do my best to mimic the tone.

“And he ushered me, to see my destiny.”

There’s a brief silence and then a silhouette steps out from behind one of the trees. Vinyl looks at me over her tinted shades and cocky grin. She walks towards me and begins the bridge.

“He said, starry-eyed goddess do you know what you want?”

“Hell is full of sinners who once knew they were Gods.”

“Gaze into the stone, now see the visions that haunt.”

“Do you see the angels? If you don’t then you’re lost.”

She stops walking a few feet in front of me. I pull my hood down, allow her to see my face, then we finish the last line in sync.

“I’m the lone foal, who can help me?”

We finish in pitch-perfect harmony, are voices casting a soft echo that rings tenderly through the night.

“Fuckin bitching!” Vinyl exclaims. “It’s been too long since I’ve heard those pipes. Awesome to see you again Tavi. Uh, you don’t have any insense, or silver, or holy goat shit sprinkled over you right now, do you?”

I inhale a sharp breath. “No Vinyl, I’m clean.”

“Awesome!” She picks me up around the chest and spins me in a big suffocating hug. “Sorry if I’m a little jumpy about that. Don’t want any repeats of when you melted half my damn face off.”

“One time.”

She releases me from her vice-like arms and I straighten out my wrinkled robes. “Thank you, for meeting me out here Vinyl. I have a rather serious favor I need to ask of you.”

“Whoa, whoa, hold the fuck up,” she says sticking out her hoof. “First time you see your sis in three months, and it’s straight down to business like that? Uh-uh, fuck that. We’re going clubbing.”

I take a step back at the suggestion. “Clubbing? Vinyl, Equestria is literally being ripped apart by demons. There’s a Crown Prince of Hell on the loose. I’m meeting with Princess Twilight tomorrow and I’d like you to gather intel for us so we know exactly what we’re getting into.”

“Tomorrow, you said?”

“Yes, so we don’t have much ti—”

“So you have time!” she interrupts, wrapping her hoof over the back of my neck. “Come on, I know some killer places we can tear up.”

I groan. “Vinyl, Manehatten has been completely overrun with demons.”

“I have a teleporting ritual. We can hit up any city in Equestria, sister.”

“Every city in Equestria has been overrun by demons!”

“Not completely overrun. Some were like, half-overrun, others partly overrun, one is just a smoldering hole of rock and dirt. Point is, there’s still some spots free of cuntflaps looking for blood, and there’s still some kickass clubs open in those spots, and I’ve got V.I.P. memberships in all of them.”

“I—am not even going to ask how or why.”

“A butt ton of anal and because I fucking wanted to. ”

“Goddamnit.”

Vinyl laughs like a clumsy drunk. I bite the urge to punch her in the throat. “Look, as much as I’d love to catch up, this job comes first. I need you to do this for me.”

“Oh come on Tavi, just one club.”

“No.”

“I’ll pay for everything, including your drinks.”

“I need to work Vinyl. I’m not having alcohol.”

“And your dances.”

“That’s not going to wor—”

“As many as you want.” She leans next to my ear and whispers. “And I know some limber redheads, down in Los Pegasus.”

I say nothing for a short time. I breathe in a long deep breath to cast out a rebuttal, and then fifteen minutes later me and Vinyl are sitting in a club with thumping loud metal music blasting in our ears and two petite young pegasi mares strutting down a walkway in front of us. Vinyl still hasn’t wiped the shit eating grin off her face, though I don’t exactly have a hard time ignoring her.

“Would you girls like something to drink?” asks a unicorn waiter walking behind us, levitating a tray and wearing black lace lingerie.

“Double shot of tequila,” Vinyl says.

“I’ll take a glass of orange juice over ice.”