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// the return of a spartan 
// Story: A Night's return and his Flare. 
// by BlastingCap 
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The return of a Spartan. 

A dark hooded stallion silently sat in the corner of a bar while the some ponies were in the middle of a fight. He chuckled as one of them got a pool cue to the head. The pony glared at the dark stallion as he rubbed his head. He held up his hoof telling the other pony to stop. The pony went to the dark stallion with the cold glare of his cold brown eyes. 

"What’s so funny?” the deep voice of the pony bellowed through the bar, making everypony and everything stop and look at the two ponies at the corner. 

"Nothing.” the dark stallion said taking a drink of his beer. 

"No, I want to know the joke.” the pony made a fake smile as he knocked the dark stallion’s beer onto the floor. 

The dark stallion stared at his drink as it sank into the wood.

"You are going to wish you didn’t do that.” still staring at his drink

The pony licked the drink off of his light green fur and laughed.

"And what you are going to do about it? I can tell that you are a Pegasus and you can’t do shit to an Earth pony like me.” the pony got into the stallion’s face.

"I came here to drink beer and kick ass. And you just spilled my beer.” 

The pony laughed again.The stallion turned to the green pony and head butted him in nose. The pony stumbled back in shock as the stallion actually attacked him. The stallion jumped onto the bar and twisted his body making him kick the pony in the face. The pony fell to the floor out cold. The ponies that seemed to be the pony’s friends got up from the pool table and bar then, began to advance to the stallion. 
the stallion got back onto this seat at the bar and knocked on the bar. 

"Another one, please.” 

The ponies surrounded the stallion; they were a mix of four stallions and one mare. As the bartender sat the beer on the bar, what seemed to be their leader took his beer and drank it in one gulp. 

"Take a lesson from your bozo other there, don’t mess with my shit.”

The click of a gun cocking next to his head made his ears perk up. 

"And what are you going to do about it?”

"This.” the stallion raised his hoofs next to his head. "I surrender.” he said with a small smile.

"That is more like. Now, give me all of your bits.” the leader said with a victorious small. 

With his hoofs still in the air, the stallion twisted his body making the gun aim at one of the ponies and it fired killing the only mare in there. He kicked the pony in the side making him drop the gun making fire into the hoof. The red stallion fell onto the ground in pain, screaming his heart out. The dark stallion drew a shiny revlover and fired into the three ponies. The stallion got off his seat and cocked his single action revolver to the head of the leader. The leader looked at his dead gang then, at the stallion. 

"Who are you?” 

With a smile on his face he said "I’m the one winged Spartan but, most ponies call me Nightwing.” 

Nightwing kicked the leader on the side of the head, knocking him out. He sighed and places a hoof full of bits on the bar then, began to walk out the bar.

“Keep the change. And sorry about the mess.” he said as he walked out to the neutral town of Dodge City.