//------------------------------// // Got ya, Boy! // Story: Waters: Equestrian Gangster (Original Version) // by King Genesis //------------------------------// W Near Canterlot High "Really... why do you want to go to Canterlot High again?" Jack asks me. "Do you remember that boy? I think... he can be useful." "Flash? For what, W?" "I can use him to attract Jet Set and his boys, and then kick their asses." "So... you will look for this dude, ignore the fact that he is completely devastated and use him against... stupid wealthy kids." "Yes. You are right." We are now on the corner of Canterlot High's street and I look at someone... who's very familiar. "Hey... isn't she... the girl that wanted your help?" Jack asks me. I don't answer because I recognized Sunset Shimmer before he did. What drives me crazy is that she hasn't got a devastating face, or a mood that shouts My cousin was murdered. Then, she looks at me and waves her hand. I do it too, nervously. I'm now thinking that she will kick my balls and hate me for life... Oh no! Will she call the police? OH NO! "Hi, Sunset!" I say, with the fakest smile that I've ever made. "Hi, guys!" she answers. "How are you? OK?" She seems to be calm, relaxed. I'm still nervous, though. "Yes, we are OK," says Jack. "So... what happened?" I say, interrupting Jack. "I mean... what happened to your cousin?" "Oh..." she says. "I looked for her, and I found out she is working at Everfree Camp. I called her yesterday and she didn't tell me anything! And I was so scared, I thought you..." Then, she stops talking. She approaches me. "Did you do this? Move her to Everfree Camp?" she asks. "Uh..." Come on, I have to answer... C'mon... "Yes. Yes, I did." Her gesture changes into a smile and then she nudges my shoulder. "I think you did a good job, Bedmaker. The police won't know anything. See you!" She walks away and enters college. I stay in silence... Why? Because Gordo had that job, I think, and Gordo always kills that kind of people... what did Sunset's cousin do to avoid that destination? Hmmm... I don't wanna know. At least she is alive. "Poor girl," Jack says. "Sunset?" "No. Her cousin. Having sex with Gordo must be horrifying." I imagine that situation and I emit an ugh. What a gross situation, gosh. We keep walking and then we enter to Flash's favorite place: The parking lot. Parking Lot "He's not here, W," says Jack. I try not to listen to that phrase at first, but then I realize he is right. He is not there. "Holy shit!" I hear. It's a recognizable voice with a particular accent... Pietro's voice. I haven't seen that idiot for two days. Then, he gets out of a car and opens the trunk. Both of us hide behind another car. We think that he is doing something bad. "Oh my god, Flash... They destroyed you, man. Thank Star Swirl I was there to save you, man..." He grabs something from the trunk and we realize it's Flash. I rise and he looks at me. "Woah! Where are you going with that?" I ask him. Pietro takes a step back while holding Flash. "Waters. Holy shit, you scared me..." "What are you doing with Flash?" "Oh... you know him? Flash Shame-try?" ...Shame-try?... Jack rises from the car while I am thinking about that nickname. "Shame-try?" I ask. "Oh. It's a nickname. I used to bully him until... well, you know... he became this." "Oh," Jack says. "You are also another factor to that kid's current state and behaviour. Congratulations." "You too? What... are you doing here?" "We were looking for the same thing, Pietro. I want Flash." "For what? He's almost dead, come on... I saved him from those maniacs from Crystal..." "Let me see," I say. He leaves Flash on the floor and I realize he is completely unconscious. His head is bleeding, and also his completely naked torso has lots of scratches and burns. His blue pants are now ripped and burned, and his legs are purple because of bruises. "Oh my god... These kids left him like shit..." says Jack. "I can give it to you," says Pietro, with a smile. "Really?" I answer, laughing. "We don't even know if he is alive!" And then, suddenly, Flash starts gasping. Pietro, Jack and I look at each other. "He is alive, I think," says Pietro. Jack and I go to the left and he goes back to his car. However, I want to ask him something else. "Wait," I say while Pietro is closing his trunk. "Hey, Pietro... where were Flash and the Crystal Prep band when you appeared to save him?" "Um..." he says. "In Crystal Prep." "And what were you doing on Crystal Prep? And why Flash was in Crystal Prep?" "I was buying, and then Jet Set appeared with him. He was destroyed... and I convinced them to bring him back to the parking lot." My face demonstrates anger now. "Buying what, Pietro?" "Pot. Jet Set is really good inside that world." "Huh. Do you want to know something, little Plegovich? That's my pot!" "Really?" he says, shocked. "Are you a partner of Jet Set? Oh my god!" "I'm not a partner of Jet Set. I gave him the best I made and he started reselling it." "What?" he says while exploding into a burst of laughs. "You made a deal with Crystal Prep students... Don't you know most of them are selfish scammers, right?" Pietro laughs at me while I have Flash on my shoulder. I strongly push him away and he falls to the floor. "Hey... what the fuck?" he says. "Bye, Pietro." Parking Lot. Ten minutes later. Pietro left. "What are we going to do now?" I ask Jack. "Look, we can't get Flash out of the parking lot, but... we can leave him here and call Celestia." "Are you sure?" I ask him. "Yeah. Why not?" Flash starts gasping again and he opens his eyes. He looks at me and Jack. "Water...Water..." "Waters? But... you don't know my surname!" "He's asking for water, W!" says Jack. He looks around and finds a dispenser with some disposable cups. He grabs one of the cups and fills it with water. Meanwhile, I help Flash to get up and sit down next to me. "You... Walter..." he says. "We already know what happened to you," I say. "Crystal Prep, Jet Set." His eyes turn to red when I say Jet Set. He strongly inhales and exhales. It looks like he is turning into a bull. "That guy... left me like this..." he whispers to me. Jack returns with the glass of water. Flash grabs it and starts drinking it. "You need a doctor. Don't you have a nursery here on Canterlot High?" asks Jack. "I don't need a doctor... I'm fine." "You are not fine," I say. "If you don't want to visit Canterlot's nurse because your mind is focused on Jet Set and his boys, just don't worry... I'll take charge of him." "He... is... powerful. He has... lots of men behind..." "Those men can suck my dick. I will fight him and all of them, and you... you will go to the nursery here! You will call Celestia, and say that you are in a really bad state and you need a doctor. Right? Trust me, kid. I know I can do that." "But... I hardly even know you..." "Trust me," I tell him, winking an eye. Jack stays behind Flash shaking his head, and the kid stays in silence for a second, but then he nods his head. He tries to stand up but he can't, so Jack helps him to move. Flash Sentry I try to move but I just can't. My legs hurt too much. That's why Walter's friend offered to help me. "I want to go to the entrance," I say in the best way I can. "Yes," he answers. Walter waves me with his hand and then he lights a cigarette. While passing by the football pitch, Principal Celestia and Luna appear from nowhere. Both of them look at me and they start shouting. "Oh my!" says Luna. "What happened?" "Was it you, Mr. Tyler?" says Celestia... Now I know Walter's friend is named Tyler. "No," he says. "I was walking around and I saw this kid in the middle of the parking lot. No one was there." "What happened to him?" asks Luna. "It's my fault," I interrupt because of the thing that I've always kept inside me needed to be released. "Since I rejected your help, Ms. Celestia and Luna, I fell... in a darker world and I started doing drugs. Things related to... money happened in the middle and well... here am I, after a beating." Celestia breaks in tears and smiles. Then, she cleans her face. "I knew you would come back to normal, Flash..." she says. "You will be sent to a hospital and then you will be registered in Canterlot's Drug Intervention Program." That may be a good decision for me and my future. So, I nod my head and Mr. Tyler, Celestia and Luna help me to get to the entrance. Hallway I am now in the hallway, and everybody is looking at me. The Rainbooms are also there, except for Rarity and Applejack. All of them look at me and they are shocked by my chaotic appearance. Jack Hallway Ten minutes later, the kid is sent to Nurse Redheart. I am now in the Hallway with Celestia and Luna. Both of them are talking to me about how many times they tried to help Flash until he rejected their help. Then, Luna offers to help Flash to get into the hospital's ambulance that has recently arrived. Celestia apologizes for breaking in tears. "Don't worry," I tell her. "It is normal. Finally, the boy who rejected you has made a better decision." "I haven't cried like this since... well, something related to a rupture." Rupture. Is this related to her boyfriend? Is this related to... my old friend, Tommy? Well, I remember I told W about this man some days ago, but I never told him the whole tale. Tommy Jacks was a man who was born in Los Mantos and became my friend during my years at Everton School. He was loyal and friendly, but he was so rebellious that he always had arguments with his teachers and partners, including me. He liked going out at night, making graffitis against the authorities and he also consumed marijuana and other kind of drugs. He was like a hippie, but instead of giving love, he gave no fucks about everything. One day, he moved to Canterlot in holidays and met the love of his life: Miss Celestia, the lady who I am talking to right now, but unfortunately at the same time, he found out that I was inside Los Mantos' mafia and he wanted to be inside, just like me. His wish was being a gangster. Of course, I told him the gangster world was dangerous for him, especially if his rebellious attitude was with him all the time. The best decision he could make was being with Celestia and leaving me alone with the gangster things. Nevertheless, his silly mind took all the wrong decisions: He broke up with Celestia and entered to Gordo's mafia, and I don't know how did he do it. Sadly, I found him a year later in a trash bag in Everfree Camp, dead. We already knew it was a score that was settled by someone who was inside Gordo's gang. That's how mafia works. "Tom," I say. She looks at me, shocked. She knows that name, and she is surprised because I recognize it. I, Jack Tyler, the Heretic Guy. The Son of the Journalist. "H-How do you...?" "It was a friend of a friend. A long story..." "Um... people are still looking for him... I don't know if he escaped or if he's dead..." Yes. People who are not gangsters do not know if he is dead or alive. He is disappeared and that's it. "Sorry," I say. "Talking about this must be very bad for you." "Don't worry, " she says. "And by The way, there's something I want to talk to you about. " "Sure," I say. "What?" "I haven't seen Pietro Plegovich since that time the police came to arrest him and Mr. Waters. I've seen his car this morning but he wasn't there. Do you have at least a piece of news about him?" Oh, so Pietro is absent today. Shall I say the real truth? Um... "Oh, Jack!" she says. "I have to go back to work. And please don't mess around the school every day. You know why..." "Yes," I say, with a smile and I greet her. Parking Lot "Hey W..." I say although I don't know if he is there. "We should go back to the motel because of Abe, he is still depressed..." I instantly realize that W's not there and a sheet of paper is on the floor. I grab it and then read it: "JACK, Jet Set's girlfriend, Upper Crust, is living near here. I think she has Shit Set inside. You know what I mean. Bed Bed! W." ...Oh no. Meanwhile, Abe is in the motel, listening to the Blue Note's LP while drinking a long glass of whiskey. Someone knocks at the door. "COME IN! IT'S OPEN!" He shouts, and the person opens the door. It's Ron, along with Larry. "Hey..." says the Pirate while looking at the motel. "Did you rent this? How?" "All of our savings. Next week I'll tell W to use his savings too. That will be chaotic for him. You know that he is in love with money..." "Yes," answers the man. "I've also heard that... you argued and you needed a psychologist." "I argued with my son yesterday, and the worst thing of all is that he is right. All of my relatives are in danger because of me... even Rarity and my Sweetie." "Calm down, Abe..." says Ron, trying to comfort him, while Larry keeps looking around the room. "They are not in danger, and if they are... we are powerful enough to defeat our enemies. Just remember! Sweetie Belle and the Barnes, and also Rarity and the idiotic Lerrick!" "Oh." Says Abe. "Did you...?" "I found out hours ago. He hasn't been found since last night." Abe finishes his glass of whiskey, but he is still worried. "You may be right, Ron, but they are still traumatized about that. Applejack, a friend from Rarity, called me and said that she has been crying for hours because she remembers everything." "That's something bad." Answers Ron. "But... um... well. That case sucks." An uncomfortable silence invades the place. Then, Larry appears with a sheet of paper. "Shall I...?" "Yes," Answers Ron. "Ok. Here it is. The password." Says Larry while holding the paper. "To obtain an Element of Harmony we must find the holders, and get it out of them." "Uh-huh..." says Abe, confused. "And how do you get it out of them?" "There are lots of ways but I don't know if they are fake or not. However, there is one completely true way... but it's complicated." "Which one?" "We have to kill the holders." Now, an uncomfortable silence invades the place again. "So... we have to kill innocent people," says Abe. "That's the only way." Says Ron. "What about the other ways?" asks Abe. "They may not be true... and if they were, lots of them would need magical elements that only exist on the other side of the Mirror... if they exist," answers Larry. "Did you talk with the others, Ron?" "No. You deserved to be the first one. And now, what about... going to Filthy Rich's mansion and tell him about this? He is the new guy around, and he needs to learn." "When?" asks Abe, with a tired gesture. "Now?" "Now." Abraham drinks another shot of whiskey and opens the motel's door: "OK then. Let's go." Upper Crust's House "I've heard some footsteps! Please, Upper Crust, he may be near!" "Argh, it's me, Jet Set! For God's sake!" Jet Set is hiding behind a couch in a cozy living room. There is only a table filled with food next to the couch and all the windows are closed and covered with curtains. "Why are you doing this?" asks Upper Crust. "This is pathetic. You have all your friends behind you, and you are hiding from one man?" "Pietro told me he wanted that idiot, Flash Sentry... He also told me that I had to hide." "But... Jet Set! It's only one man! A weak man!" "Weak?" says Jet Set, rising from his position. "You don't know anything... he is not weak... he is the Bedmaker!" "The Bed-what? Do you think I still believe in legends like Sasquatch or Gaea Everfree?" "He is not a legend, Upper Crust! He is real!" The conversation is interrupted by the doorbell. Jet Set hides into the couch again, while Upper Crust opens the door and finds out that Neon Lights, Royal Pin, Fleur Dis Lee, Sour Sweet, and Trenderhoof are there. "Oh, guys!" says Upper Crust. "What are you doing here?" "We came for Jet Set," says Royal Pin. "We have heard that he is hiding here from the Bedmaker." "You too?" says Upper Crust. "Come on... are you hiding from an urban legend?" "It is not an urban legend!" shouts Fleur Dis Lee. "He is real... I saw him with my own eyes, Upper Crust." "And he is also hot," interrupts Sour Sweet. "I've seen his chest tattoo... oh gosh, it's so sexy!" "This is not the best moment to talk about the Bedmaker's physical appearance..." interrupts Royal Pin "Can we enter, Upper Crust?" Upper Crust's Living Room. All of them are now sitting in front of the couch where Jet Set is hiding. "Are you sure? Will he come?" asks Neon Lights to Jet Set. "Yes," He answers. "He entered this house once..." "Really?" says Upper Crust, angrily. "Did he enter my house without my permission? You are sometimes a moron, Jet Set!" Everyone closes their mouths when someone rings the doorbell. Upper Crust is the only one who decides to rise and approach the door. Jet Set hides behind the couch while Neon Lights, Royal Pin, and Trenderhoof stay near the door. Royal Pin has some brass knuckles and Neon Lights has a baseball bat in his hands. "Who are you?" asks Upper Crust, while holding the door handle. "Upper Crust?" "Yes?" "Oh, hello! I am the postman. I have a special package for you and it needs to be signed. "But... I didn't buy anything!" "Oh! That's a pity. Didn't you buy... the Bedmaker's pot?" Someone kicks at the door and it's easily opened. Upper Crust falls to the floor while Royal Pin and Neon Lights look at the man who is standing at the entrance. "Hey! Royal, Neon..." says W. "I don't remember your full names, sorry... Where's Jet Set?" "You will not arrive to Jet Set!" shouts Royal Pin. W closes the entrance door and finds out that Neon Lights is approaching him with a baseball bat. "Don't worry, Neon! I came with teddy bears to play!!" shouts W, and from one of the trenchcoat's pockets he gets a crowbar out. W fastly dodges the bat and hits Neon in the face with the crowbar. Upper Crust runs to the living room and locks the door, while Royal Pin appears with the brass knuckles but he is easily beaten up with the crowbar. "Oh... you..." says Neon Lights, while starting to get up again. W hits him again on his face. His nose is now bleeding and he seems to be unconscious. Then, the Bedmaker grabs Royal Pin and starts striking his head against another door, which is not the living room. Someone opens the door and W stops hitting Royal Pin's head in it. "Writer boy?" says W, surprised. He finds out that Trenderhoof, Sour Sweet and Fleur Dis Lee were hiding in a bathroom. "I'm innocent, Bed!" shouts Trenderhoof. "I only came because Royal Pin wanted me to do it... please, don't hurt me... neither the girls! "Oh." answers W. "I see you were having a private moment with these girls, lucky! Both of them are gorgeous!" Sour Sweet blushes while W closes the door and Trenderhoof locks it. "He said that I was... gorgeous!" whispers Sour Sweet to Fleur Dis Lee. "Sour Sweet..." says Fleur Dis Lee. "Royal Pin's head is bleeding... and you only care about an useless compliment?" Meanwhile, W is in front of the living room's door. He is now using Neon Lights' head to hit that door. "Will you leave?" asks a female voice from inside. "No!" he answers with a smile. "Will you open me, please? My right leg is too tired to kick a door again." "I won't open the door for you!" "I guess Neon will open the door with his head..." The door is instantly opened by Upper Crust. "Oh my!" she shouts. "The entire entrance is filled with blood drops!" "Oh! Sorry," he answers. "Blood drops can be easily cleaned, though." "And you... my friends! Oh no!" "They will be OK, dear... Now, I'll ask it to you." Upper Crust tries to slap W's face but he grabs her hand. "Where is Jet Set?" he asks. "He is not here! Let me go!" "I smell... shit." W lets her go and approaches to the couch. She tries to get him out of there and at the same time, Jet Set decides to rise with a machete. "Now I'm pointing a machete to you, bitch," says Jet Set. "You will suffer now... You must go through a Crystal Prep-styled punishment!!" "You will go through a Mantos-styled punishment!" says W. "And trust me, it is worse than being insulted by your pathetic principal." "That's not the punishment I was talking about," says Jet Set. "Yes," answers W. "Yeah, fuck, you are right. Are you happier now?" says Jet Set, while keeping the machete behind him. This is now an advantage for W and a big disadvantage for Jet Set. Then, the Bedmaker hits Jet Set's face with the crowbar. He instantly faints and falls to the floor while Upper Crust starts shouting. "Hey, Upper Crust!" says W. "Shut up. All of them will be OK." Then, he approaches to Upper Crust and hits her neck with a perfectly performed knife hand strike, that makes her faint. "Yes!." he shouts. "Finally I did it well." Suddenly, he hears that somebody is entering the house. He looks at one of the windows, opens it and escapes from the house. W Objective completed. The person who entered Upper Crust's house is Applejack. She entered the house because she heard Upper Crust's shout. Now, she grabs her phone and calls the police. She knows something bad happened. A street. W is now walking in a street near Canterlot High. Suddenly, he finds out that all this previous situation made him hungry. Thankfully, has a few bucks in his pocket. He also wanted a bathroom to clean himself because his trenchcoat has a few drops of blood. Seconds later, he comes across the Canterlot's Sweet Shoppe and enters. He sits near the bar and a tall, thin, orange-haired man greets him. Sweet Shoppe "Hello, sir, and welcome to the Sweet Shoppe. I am the owner, Mr. Cake. Is there any beverage or food that you have in mind, or shall I bring you the menu?" "Um... Just a coffee and... do you have cupcakes?" "Sure! Chocolate, vanilla, carrot, orange, lemon... everything!" "Ok... two chocolate cupcakes and a coffee, please." Mr. Cake leaves and W is now alone. He uses that moment to clean his trenchcoat with his saliva. Suddenly, he listens to a voice. A familiar voice. "How was your adventure?" someone asks him. He looks around and finds out Jack is next to him. "Oh, Jack... Well, um... OK." "I see. Nice blood drops... They match your trenchcoat." "Thank you," he answers. Both of them are now waiting for their meals, while W starts thinking about things from the past again. "Do you remember about the guide thing... right?" he asks Jack. "What kind of guide are you talking about?" "You know, our safari... our guide in Canterlot!" "Uhh... yeah." "I was about to pick Sunset Shimmer, but I think I found another one." "Which one?" "Do you remember Spike?" To be continued.