Author's Note: This story takes place in the world established by several of my other stories, specifically Harmony's End and Steampony. This story is very much standalone, but I don't go into much detail about the world here. If you want to know more, or want to see more of Whitefire, feel free to check out Steampony. Also, this story is getting on in age, I only just now thought to post it - I'm aware it needs a fair bit of work, particularly on its *very* weak beginning.
Anywho, carry on!
-Winged

The Harvester Engine. This miracle machine made life for most ponies a breeze - harnessing Unicorn magic and using it to generate steam, it has made electricity and automation not only practical, but commonplace. It seemed perfect - a glorious industrial revolution from which all could benefit, until it became painfully clear that not everypony would. The Unicorns suffered the greatest blow, as the Harvester Engine could harness magic as efficiently as any caster, but the damage was not reserved to them alone. Earth Pony labourers were suddenly penniless as machines stole their jobs, and even the Pegasi, now a rare sight following the devastation of the Harmony's End War, found themselves replaced by sophisticated aircraft and industrial-scale weather manipulation machinery.

With unemployment skyrocketing, quality of life plummeting, and unrest at an all-time high, large gangs and criminal organizations have emerged from the chaos and seized control. As time progresses, their poisonous claws snake into more and more, even corrupting the diligent Manehattan Police Force... and leaving Detective Whitefire feeling like she's the only good cop left on the streets.
But soon, even her shining example of a record will find itself stained by these hard times.