Spike was taking a nightly stroll through ponyville, it was fucking terrible, all around him were gang members,hookers,drug dealers,con men, and an assortment of other degenerates and scumbags it was a fucking shithole but it was home even without twi here. As he continued his way down the street he heard something
"Man! would you look at that shit.'' He looked up ahead and saw three men in blue that were looking at some graffiti that said 'Flyers' the guy that first spoke looked to the one to his right who was holding a can of spray paint and said ''You gonna let those bitches disrespect us?'' the other one replied with
"Shit what the hell do you think." He then began spraying over the orange graffiti with some blue paint
"Hey what the hell is going on here?" asked a orange clad woman followed by two others in orange asked
''were just being civic minded is all.'' replied the blue clad gang member that spike realized was apart of trixie's gang
"That so?" asked one of the guys in orange who were all members of the Flyers
"yeah some dumb bitch went and shit all over this wall we're just cleaning it up." replied one of the spellz he was then hit over the head by a baseball bat that one of the flyers was carrying this soon turned into a melee between the two gangs to make things worse about 5 seconds later a yellow car pulled up with three yellow clad ''gentlemen'' inside the one in the back seat holding a ak-47 said
"Blueblood sends his regards"
"SHIT" is how everyone responded as the pulled out guns a fire fight quickly started and ended as kings mowed them down but loss the guy in the passenger seat as they were about to drive off a spellz gang member ran up and unloaded a ak-47 on them whilst yelling
"FUCKERS!" the drive took a bullet to the head and crashed his car almost hitting spike in the process. As spike limped away the car exploded in fire the spellz member walked up and pointed his rifle at spike and said
''wrong time wrong place dawg."
Spike closed his eyes he then heard a gunshot but when he opened his eyes he saw not death but instead with the rugged,bearded face of one of spike's best friends Rusty. The large man held out his hand
''You okay spike?'' Rusty asked
''Yeah i think i'll heal. hey? when did you start carrying a piece?" asked spike
"ever since everything went to shit.'' answered Rusty ''let's get out of here before the cops arrive."
"Yeah Rusty you're probably right."
they quickly left the scene and as they did this spike thought of anyway someone could fix the mess of gang violence and crime then it hit him why not take matters in his own hands