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// Transfer 
// Story: The Twi'lek 
// by Gallants 
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There was a nice dent in the table where the Inspector kept striking, a bit of blood too from where he split his hoof. I sat there watching him breathe, heavy, unsteady, and I listened to the conversation of the officers on the other side of the one way. As I sat there watching and listening, I heard hoof steps approaching heavy step, the door was pushed open by a stallion standing there well dressed but without a tie, "Hello Sasha, I'm Special Agent Duco with the Royal Investigative Service, I'm here to transport you back to Canterlot to complete the investigation," he stepped to my side and unlocked my shackles, "Inspector Sabot if you would be so kind as to give me a copy of your files we'll handle this from here," The inspector stormed out of the room. Rubbing my wrists they were quickly shackled and attached to my ankles. He turned and headed for the door, "Please come with me Sasha we have much to discuss back on the train," getting to my feet I followed him.

"You know Duco," I said interrupting the jangling of my binds, "I had been hoping to enjoy my vacation, not stopping crimes and being arrested for it," he glanced back at me snorted, and continued to lead me towards the station. I looked around the streets as creatures gazed at me a few taking pictures as I was led through the winding streets of Prance. As I was led into the train I could only feel alone despite the E.U.P soldiers standing guard outside the doors of our private car.

I was quickly placed into a seat before my shackles were chained to a loop forcing me to hunch over, a heavy collar placed around my neck, "Before you get any ideas about using magic, that's a cold iron forged collar it will block any mana from being molded or absorbed," he laughed a bit before pulling a bag over my head, "can't have you seeing either, or hearing," with that a pair of muffs were placed over my ears. After the second day of deafness and being fed, the hunch I was forced into was becoming a bit hard on my back, I was able to sense when the Special Agent got up and left the car I quickly removed the restraints and leaned back in my seat relaxing. Reaching up I removed the muffs and pulled the bag off of my head and slowly watched as the door opened I loved the sound of the glass hitting the floor as Duco stared at me slack-jawed.

"How did you get the cuffs off?" He was confused as he approached me, he snarled and lit his horn, cuffed me, forcing me back into a hunch.

I let out a chuckle, "I just wanted a few minutes of not having my back broken," I heard his horn ignite once more, "I would really appreciate if you didn't put those back on," I lifted my head to the maximum allowance of the collar, "I can just take em off again and I hate all of this C.I.U stuff," I stated with my thoughts on proving my point.

His eyes narrowed before he released the lock of my chain restraints, "They told me torture didn't work," he looked me up and down, "clearly they were wrong, who are the C.I.U maybe the group who helped you kill those ponies?"

I couldn't help it I started to laugh, "You, you really are sticking with that same story I didn't kill anypony I didn't plan anything, I was on vacation," I managed to choke out between fits, "The C.I.U isn't a group on Earth, I barely know anything about them," he liked my answer a bit too much he roughly pulled the chain down forcing me to be bent in half and pulled the bag over my head once more.

"You are hereby under arrest for Espionage underneath the Equestrian Protection Act," He said with glee, "if you attempt to escape or you remove your restraints again, I now have permission to execute you to prevent more intel being released into enemy hands,"