Special Agent Melody: The Kingpony

by Moniker


The Kingpony pt.2

Special Agent Melody: The Kingpony

The Kingpony pt.2

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Octavia's eyes slowly crept open as the gray mare's vision was shady. "Thought you could stay away from us right Octavia?" a male scratchy voice asked, he wore a suit.
"Oh no," she repeated silently to herself.

The stallion snickered. "Yeah, it's me, what's a matter 'Gray Scar'? Scared me and my goons will kill you?" the stallion asked tilting her head upward.
"Oh no," she repeated again her vision crystal clear now. With that the stallion hit her in the head with the back of the rifle held in his hooves.

Eight days ago . . .

Octavia sighed as she pushed her suit on. "I can't believe my sister is a crook," Octavia sighed. "Guess it isn't as much of a surprise; she always did love causing chaos. Gray was, however, a good sister, too bad I'm meeting her in such a poor occasion," Octavia lowered her head slightly ashamed her twin sister is a crook.
Silent Stance walked up to her. "Yeah, it can be hard sometimes, all you have to do is power through it," he said bluntly. "My mom she sold drugs for years, when I first became a cop; I was a cop at first, I found the drugs in an abandoned house we investigated for weeks, I saw her come in," he paused a moment in sorrow. "And I was the one to stop her," Silent sighed his foalhood was a fine one, not the best however.

Octavia looked seeing his black suit unbuttoned. "Let me help," she walked up and buttoned the suit.
Silent Stance chuckled slightly embarrassed. "Anyway, we have seven days until 'Gray Scar, and Black Shade' meet with Gentlecolt, let's get to the station," he said pushing on his suit with his purple magic.
"Purple magic, that's unexpected," she giggled lightly.
"Oh hahaha, look, I am going to use a spell, it changes the magic aura, I'll soon be green, better?" he asked his mane being pulled downward.
"Much," she giggled still even being an agent she hasn't lost her sense of humor. "So, you're that stallion that was so happy to meet me?" she was shocked how serious he looked.
Silent Stance nodded. "I'm Agent 58973 I mean-" he said his number.
Silent Stance jumped backwards. "You're Agent 58973!?" Octavia squeaked; Agent 58973 was her idol.
Silent Stance sighed angry at himself. "Yeah, truly I'm Classified Factor, but," he sighed angrily. "My last mission, I failed a mission, I failed so badly, half of the agents' names were just handed to every villain in Equestria! Luckily, they didn't know about you, however, they learned about Agent 58973, so they made me Agent 99134," he hates talking about that mission.
Octavia was dumbfounded; Agent 58973 has never ever, never in his life failed a mission! "You of all Agents, failed a mission?" she felt something snap.

Classified Factor turned his head away. "Yeah, I did, many Agents died, all because of me," Classified Proctor frowned angry at himself. Octavia came up to him.
"It's not your fault," she attempted to comfort him.
Classified Factor slapped Octavia's hoof away. Octavia looked to the profile. "Oh, uh, Agent 58973, um, Gray Scar, she's, she's married to Black Shade," she coughed awkwardly.
Classified Factor slapped his face. "Of course they are," he rolled his now blue eyes.

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The two ponies ran to the station in a hurry. "Quickly, two tickets to Las Pegasus," Octavia panted from their high speed.
"Of course," he handed the two tickets to Octavia. The two ran inside the train.

The two giggled as they almost missed the train. "That was close," Classified exhaled laying back in his chair.
"You said it Agent . . . I mean Black Shade," Octavia did the same as Classified and brought herself back to the end of her seat.

About half way through the train ride a loud crash woke the two napping ponies. "What the!?" Octavia said soon following were gunshots as reaction the two leapt to the ground as quickly as they could.
"Agent 58973, come out come out wherever you are," the gun-pony said following that with more bullets. Classified snickered as he rose to crouching level. Soon enough he leapt to the gun-pony and snapped his neck with ease.
"Wow, Agent, 58973 just killed some-pony in front of me . . . awesome," she squeaked high pitched as her idol snickered.

The train car stopped at Las Pegasus. "Alright folks, we've arrived at Las Pegasus," the train conductor said many ponies walking out of the train.
"Okay, let's get to our hotel," Classified said hastily grabbing his bags.
Octavia heard stories of Agent 58973 and his adventure in Las Pegasus. She yanked him over to her. "Oh, c'mon where's your sense of adventure?" Octavia asked throwing him to her side.
With that Classified pushed Octavia's hoof off his shoulder. "Dead like Classified Factor, Miss Melody," he said not the slightest bit of a smile on his face.
Octavia scoffed. "Fine," she frowned; she's heard he's an amazing gambler.
Classified Factor rolled his eyes. "Fine, we'll make a quick stop by a casino, how's that sound?" Classified offered Octavia quickly accepted.

The two walked into their hotel where their also going to do their gambling as well. "A room please, and where can we do some gambling?" Classified asked raising an eyebrow.
The receptionist nodded. "Of course, you're room 120 on floor three. Have a great visit, and may I suggest our gambling room over there," the receptionist pointed his hoof.
The two nodded and made their way to the gambling room.

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Classified walked to the blackjack table. "All in," Classified smirked as he simply sat down.
"Uh, I'd suggest not sir, but, I guess it's your choice," the pony took the chips and did his part. They were shocked with his hand immediately being a winning hand. By the end of it they had millions in chips. The two walked to their room.

Octavia was impressed with the quality of the beds. "Eh . . ." Classified extended a hoof however, it was too late; Octavia fell to the floor.
"OW!" she groaned rubbing her waist.
Classified chuckled. "That's a Pegasus' bed," he lately warned her. "Well, anyway, goodnight," he said getting a look from Octavia.
"Honestly? Where's your sense of adventure? I've heard you were a night pony basically every night, what happened to him?" Octavia nudged him lightly. Classified wiped his shoulder. "Same thing that happened to my old name Miss Melody, I hope you understand," he said walking away.
Octavia sighed. "Well, fine, but can we at least have a drink?" she requested lightly.
He tapped his muzzle. "A drink does sound good right now, send up some-pony to get the champagne," he said seeing a smile on Octavia's face.
"Great!" she exclaimed heading to the phone.
"Just one though . . ."