Thomas remembered that he was called by Tia “Hey Tia, why did you call for me?”
She returned to her seat “I called you, so I could get to know you a bit better. And your history”
{FUCK! FUCK!! FUCK!!! What did she find out?}
She continued “I wanted to know about your history” he took a deep breath “What was it like growing up for you?”
“It was alright, not that many fights. Unfortunately both my parents died when I was six and my older sister was twelve. We found someone willing enough to take us in and raise us as their own, my sister and I tried not to argue seeing as we were the only members of our family left” Luna had shed a tear “Are you okay?” she nodded,
Celestia continued to ask “What was your occupation?”
{Cold blooded-killer, murderer of millions. An assassin, in a group of them} “umm...my job? I don’t think it’s that important.”
She replied “If we are to trust you Thomas, we need to know about your history”
He swallowed “I don’t agree with the things I did. Yuki, my sister, she and I were assassins. Paid vast sums of money to kill someone, we were rarely told what the target did or why our employer wanted them dead. I once had to kill two children purely because they were a witness” he sighed and almost began to cry {they were just like Yuki and I}
Celestia and Luna were pissed at him “GET OUT!! NOW OR I WILL CALL THE GUARDS!! I DO NOT WISH TO BE IN THE PRESENCE OF SOMEONE WHO MURDERS YOUNGER THINGS THEN THEY ARE!!!!!!” Thomas picked up his guns “LEAVE THEM THERE!!” he abided
“I couldn’t bring myself to pull the trigger”
Luna called “What did thou just say?”
He turned around “I said I couldn’t bring myself to pull the trigger!”
Tia had calmed “So your sister killed them?”
He shook his head “No I was in a group of about eight, and Brick the strong guy killed them with his bare hands”
“Why did thou not stop this Brick?”
Thomas was calming himself “Brick was the strongest one in the group, he made fun of me” Tia asked “What did he do to you?”
“He looked like my father. So to be a dick he called me ‘son’ it pissed me off, so one day I put him against the wall and beat him until my hands hurt. He put on something to make his punches hurt more. He struck me once making me in no condition to fight, but stupidly enough I got back up to hit him again, Yuki pulled me back walked up to him and said ‘you are nothing like my father now stop calling Thomas, son’ he didn’t listen even worse he replied ‘I’m so sorry sweetheart, now run along while I fuck your mother’ she grabbed his arms, dislocated them, broke them along with his legs. She beat him senseless and just before she killed him she screamed ‘This is for those children you fucking arsehole!’ then bam...dead” Luna and Tia were horrified {I want to kill everybody in the world} the girls backed away from him “So I didn’t have a pretty history, unless you’re into that sort of stuff” {Cupcakes...All you gotta do is add a dash of rainbow} Chills went down his spine “I’m feeling a little woozy and we came here to do something. So I hope you don’t mind”
Luna looked at Celestia and nodded “Of course. We respect your wishes” he nodded. Thomas and the ponies had left Canterlot’s Castle and gone to downtown Canterlot
They had found an odd half destroyed building {Jesus, this place looks like it was by a nuke} they had entered. Thomas called out “Hello? Anybody home?”
Applejack looked at him “ah think ya mean anypony”
At that moment a beige colt walked out “Is there something I can help you with?”
Thomas directed his attention to this colt “you run this place?”
“Of course, name’s Swifty and I make things swiftly”
Thomas thought for a second “Could you possibly make these?” he handed Swifty blueprints to Twilight’s idea
“Seems complex”
Thomas stared at him “Think you could do it?”
Swifty looked up at Thomas “Without a doubt”
Twilight asked “So how much will this cost?”
Swifty stared at Applejack with interest “well for...”
Thomas cut him off “No! We’re not giving you AJ”
Swifty looked pissed off “My price is half a million bits...for one”
{If only there was some way to get that money} “Fine, we’ll pay you. For two”
Swifty put his hoof out, Thomas grabbed it and shook it Swifty spoke “They’ll be ready in month or so”
Thomas left the store and noticed a poster, he walked up to it and it read ‘Live: DJ Pon-3’ {these ponies are in the middle of an apocalypse! How do they have time for a concert?}.