Mares in Black I
Chapter I
Brickguy213
The night air was cool and crisp, and the moon was shining down on the city of Manehatten. The moonlight reflected on a sole puddle in the cobblestone street. A furious police chase was happening, and the suspect was getting away. Of the seven officers chasing him, only one was keeping up. The others were tired and slowing down, unable to maintain the speeds the chase demanded. The one officer in particular had a dark purple coat, and a light blue mane. She was keeping up with the suspect pretty well.
“Freeze!” she said, pointing her gun at him. But the suspect didn’t stop. “Freeze means stop!” she shouted. The other officers had had enough, and stopped.
“You get em, Dancer!” one cop said, panting.
The chase continued, just her and him. They came to a bridge, which he jumped off. Dancer looked off the edge of the bridge, and saw that he landed safely on the road below. “The hell?!” she said confused. She needed to find a way to get down there fast, and she was trying to plan. Just then she saw a cart with hay coming down the road, under the bridge. She had an idea. She galloped off the bridge, and spread her wings. She landed in the hay, and rolled of onto the street. She quickly got up and grabbed another carriage, riding it toward the running stallion. Dancer jumped off of the cart, and galloped up behind him, trapping him against the wall. “See this?!” she said, grabbing her badge. “M-P-D, means I will knock your punk ass down!” The stallion pulled a weapon out, but Dancer knocked it out of his hoof. It hit the ground and disintegrated into a flaming pile of ash. She started to hoofcuff him, but the stallion galloped into the wall, trotting halfway up it, and flipping over the mare. Dancer gave chase, coming up to a building. ‘Where did he go?’ She thought. Her question was answered when the stallion came out of no where, and galloped straight up the side of the skyscraper. The mare ran up to the doors, finding them locked. Having enough of the distractions, she shot the glass out with her pistol. She came into the lobby, and looked up. There were at least 20 floors to climb to get to the top.
Meanwhile on the roof, the stallion was galloping around, trying to find a way into the building. He had tried all the doors, and they where locked. He went to try the last one, when it suddenly swung open, revealing his pursuer.
“Hey. How are you doing?’’ She asked, pointing the gun at him.
“He’s coming. He’s coming because I failed and when he does, he’ll destroy you too.” The stallion spoke.
“Yeah, well when he gets here I’ll arrest his ass too!” She said.
“He’s coming to kill me.”
“Yeah? Well you’re just pissin’ everybody off today, huh?”
“You don’t understand! Your world’s gonna end!” the stallion said, blinking two sets of eyelids.
“What are you?!” The mare asked, lowering her gun. The stallion backed up to the edge of the building, a evil grin on his face. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Buddy, it’s Ok! You, umm. You come with me and we’ll get those eyes fixed. It’s ok, don’t-“ But before she could finish he jumped off the edge.
Dancer was in a small room, with a table and a security camera. Standing in the room was the police chief and an officer.
“Did he flash one set of eyelids or two?” the chief asked.
“Two.” Dancer said.
“And was this before, or after he pulled the weapon that “disintegrated” when it hit the ground?”
“After, sir.” She said, mockingly. She felt like she was the only one who believed what she saw.
“And how come none of the other officers saw this?” The chief asked.
“Well, some of the other officers are soggy around the midsection and they couldn’t keep up.” Dancer said, giggling slightly.
“What?! Dancer, you aren’t half the mare I am.” The officer said.
“What are you talking about? I AM half the mare you are.” She said, looking at the officers stomach.
“What is your problem?!” the officer said.
“My problem is you being all up in my damn face!” The dark coated mare said.
“You know what, I think she THREW him off the roof.”
“Alright that’s enough.” The chief said. “I’ll be right back.”
Dancer was now alone in the room. Suddenly a mare with a white coat and pink mare came in wearing a nurse hat. “Nurse Redheart, from the morgue. I believe you.” She said, then she left as quickly as she came. Then there was a flash behind Dancer and a suited thing being that walked on two legs came in. He walked over to the security camera and cut the cables.
“The name is K. Agent K. I’m with an agency that monitors alien activity on and off earth.” He said, turning towards the mare. “They were gills. Not eyelids. He was out of air.”
Dancer was confused, and didn’t know what this thing was.
“If you saw the weapon again, could you identify it?” K asked.
“Sure.” Said Dancer, still confused.
“Alright. Come with me.”