Octavia Melody by day a mare of elegance, brains, and most of all, a talented cello player. By night however, she is Special Agent Melody of C.I.P. one of the top best of them at that.
Octavia Melody: Canterlotian, royal cello player, and an elegant mare. By day she's Octavia Melody the royal cello player in Canterlot's castle or where ever she goes. By night she's Special Agent Melody of C.I.P.
The Kingpony: Octavia Melody is sent undercover to uncover a high league Kingpony in Las Pegasus. On her adventure she will be known to all as Gray Scar a deep throat mare with a lust for murder, theft, arson, and most of all dealing drugs. How will Agent Melody fair with Gentlecolt the Kingpony?
Octavia Melody sighed as a light breeze caressed her coat. She let out a light smile as she watched the sun lower. Octavia looked to the castle and grabbed her cello. She has a job to do still. She ran full gallop into the castle with her cello.
Soon the mare got to the ballroom where she was preforming a show. She lightly smiled at all the ponies in the crowd. Octavia Melody brought her bow across her cello and felt a familiar breeze caress her coat. The few birds outside chirped as she smirked suddenly a loud boom was heard and she fell unconscious.
Nine days ago . . .
Octavia Melody looked to the moon as it lowered and her partner got home. "Out partying Vinyl?" Octavia snickered as she saw her white roommate wearing a pair of cracked sunglasses.
"Octy, what are you doing up?" Vinyl Scratch asked; avoiding the question.
Octavia snickered as she walked to face her partner half way up the stairs. "How was the party?" she asked the white unicorn mare.
Vinyl shrugged her shoulders. "Same old same old," she yawned loudly as she began heading for her mess of a room. "Night . . . eh . . . morning night Octy," she closed the door a boom heard as she slammed the door shut.
Octavia sighed in frustration. What she sees in that mare is beyond her. Octavia sat in her couch as she was getting ready to leave for her job. Octavia heard a loud crash emitting from her partner's bedroom. With a loud sigh she picked up her cello and began walking to the castle.
She stopped in front of the gates and turned to a corner near the castle. Shifting her eyes she saw no-pony was there. "Good, okay," she began looking around the brick wall. She smirked as she pressed her ear against the wall and brought her hoof along the wall. A smirk came across her face more so now when a click was heard as she pushed on the brick. Soon enough a long hallway was shown as the brick wall extended into a hallway.
Octavia began walking inside seeing new recruits running around trying to impress the old recruits. She walked to one of them, a brown unicorn stallion, a black mane, and amber eyes. "Hello," she shook the newbie's hoof.
He stuttered. "Y-Y-You're Agent 2341!" the stallion shook her hoof harder.
She blushed as the stallion knew who she was. "Please, if anything call me by Agent Melody, or, if casual then Octavia," she smiled her blush fading.
The stallion nodded. "O-Okay Agent Melody," he said biting his lip hard. "C-Can you sign this card?" he asked holding both a quill and a piece of paper.
"Of course, who is this to?" she asked grabbing the quill with one of her hooves.
The stallion stared at Octavia. "T-This is to Silent Stance," the stallion smiled as his eyes lit up. Octavia giggled as the name he has doesn't exactly make sense for his current behavior. Octavia handed him the piece of paper.
Octavia her cello still on her back brought it to her cubical. She set it upward. She let out a sigh of relief as her thoughts trailed to her and Vinyl sipping tea. Octavia heard a loud knock. Her mind sent back to reality. "Enter," she simply said as the door swung open to show her boss; Special Agent Noteworthy. She leapt to her hooves. "What do you need?" Octavia hasted herself up.
Her boss pat her gray shoulder. "Miss Melody, please come to my office," he demanded Octavia leapt to her hooves to do just that.
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Octavia followed her dark blue soppier into his office. "Now, I will be assigning you to Las Pegasus for nine days at the most. You see: a Kingpony by the name of Gentlecolt a Pegasus pony he's meeting with an earth pony mare by name of Gray Scar, here's her criminal record," Octavia saw the resemblance with her and Gray Scar, however, something more was up with that Gray Scar mare. "Gray Scar is of course, a name she's claimed of being, we know it isn't her real name, we need you to go undercover as this mare and catch Wind Wake whatever the costs are," Octavia seemed more into the Gray Scar profile than in her boss.
"Miss Melody!" his voice exclaimed making the gray mare's ears ring.
She flapped her ears. "I know I've seen this Gray Scar before," she pondered where.
Octavia looked into her boss' eyes. "May I see Gray Scar?" she asked an intimidating eye on her boss.
He nodded quickly and pointed his hoof. "She's just over there," he said unlocking the cage. "Be careful Agent Melody," Noteworthy grabbed the mare's shoulder.
"I will Agent Noteworthy," she looked back at the door and walked through it.
As soon as the door closed she saw as Gray Scar's ears perked up. "Octavia!?" Octavia grew confused as how this mare knows her. "It is you!" she got up only to be stopped by the hoofcuffs chaining her to the pipe which she rests on.
"I-I'm sorry?" she scratched her mane trying to know where she may have met her.
The other gray earth mare rolled her eyes. "Of course you don't remember who I am truly," Gray Scar sighed. "It's me . . . Gray Melody," Octavia's eyes grew wide. Gray Melody was her twin sister, who would've figured they meet this way?
"It-It can't be, Gray died in the carriage crash," Octavia looked away from her possible sister.
Gray Scar rolled her eyes again. "Our birthday was January, ninth, 1989," she stated correctly leaving Octavia gap jawed.
Octavia sighed willing to admit defeat. "Whatever, see you later Gray," she said walking off out of the room.
Octavia sighed as she recalled the trouble she got in because of her sister. She's still being under some watch. Guess the whole selling thing was out of the question, yet her sister was talented at cello, to think she just wanted to be like her sister but more elegant. Octavia walked home her time of work over. She walked into the quiet house as Vinyl must have left for a party. Something felt off suddenly a gun shot was heard. She gasped as she closed her eyes to the shot. She however, wasn't the one to be shot. As she opened her eyes she saw a quite serious Silent Stance. "S-Silent Stance, what you doing here?" Octavia asked staring at the dead body of what seemed to look identical of Silent Stance.
Silent chuckled. "Didn't Noteworthy tell you? I'm your partner, Gray Scar had a partner. His name was Black Shade, that's who I'm going as," Silent Stance stated walking over to Octavia.
Octavia rubbed her hooves. "Oh, Note never said anything, whatever, so, that's Black Shade?" Octavia poked the bleeding out stallion a hole right through his chest.
"Yeah," he said looking closer to the stallion.
Moments later Octavia was finished turning herself into her sister: ruffling the mane, getting rid of the bowtie, and brushing her coat upwards. Silent Stance smiled seeing the mare was a spitting image of Gray Scar/Gray Melody. "You look great, Agent Melody," Silent needed not to change much but the mane.
Octavia chuckled. "You do too Silent Stance, or Black Shade," she chuckled brushing her tail along his face. A blush forming on both of the ponies. "Yeah, yeah," he said seriously not giving a slight sign of happiness. It's only hours before the meeting of the Kingpony.
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.
"I knew you'd find me," Octavia admitted to the stallion.
"Really? How did you?" he asked smirking as he walked with her.
Octavia simply shrugged. "Just figured you would find me," Octavia was dragged by the pony.
Another pony rolled her eyes. "I figured more from you Agent Melody," the mare said following the stallion closely.
Octavia frowned; she'd expect more from herself as well. "I guess you're right," a frown formed on her face.
"Now, now, no emotions, remember, you met the Kingpony earlier than expected."
Eight days ago . . .
Octavia Melody snickered as her friend poured the champagne into two equally sized glasses. "Cheers, Classified Factor!" Octavia rose her glass eagerly.
Classified did the same. "Cheers, Agent Melody," he said in his normal voice.
Octavia rolled her eyes. "C'mon Classy Colt," she said fiddling with his shirt.
He jumped backwards. Classified didn't figure she knew his nickname from his last visit to Las Pegasus. "You know your stuff don't you Miss Melody?" he asked from behind the couch.
Octavia nodded her eyes hardly staying open. "Yeah, I do," she swayed slightly.
Classified giggled lowly. "I see you've . . . yet to master handling your alcohol am I right?" Classified didn't care what she said he knows it's true.
Octavia as he expected shook her head. "Nah, I'm just . . . a little . . . *hic* tired," with that Octavia fell to the ground. "I'm just . . . going to lay on the soft carpet for . . . a minute," her vision became unclear as her eyes slowly fell shut.
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Seven days ago . . .
Octavia Melody opened her eyes slowly the sudden light making her squint her eyes. "Ah, you're awake, coffee?" Classified Factor used his magic to hand his partner a mug.
Octavia grabbed the cup tenderly. She took a sip shocked with how hot it was. "OW!" she tried to cool off her mouth.
Classified chuckled. "Careful, it's hot," he lately warned Octavia still waving her hoof near her muzzle.
Octavia got up from the bed. "How'd I get here?" she asked she can't remember most of the night.
Classified rolled his eyes. "You're welcome Agent Melody," he said flatly as his horn sparked.
Octavia chuckled nervously. "Yeah, thanks," she rubbed his black mane nudging him to the left.
The two got to their hooves. "What to do today?" Octavia wondered she's never been to Las Pegasus.
"We could just stay in the hotel room, that's one thing," Classified shrugged also not sure what to do.
Octavia shook her head. "This is my first time in Las Pegasus," she admitted; this was unnatural most Agents have been in Las Pegasus at least once.
"Well, let's s-" suddenly Classified's phone rang. He picked up the phone. "Hello?" he waited for the voice to end.
"Hello. Is this Black Shade and Gray Scar?" the other line asked the voice not too raspy.
Classified responded quickly. "Yeah, is this Gentlecolt?" he asked titling his head.
"No, this is his right hand; Classy Stallion," he said through the phone.
Classified heard about this Classy Stallion; a brown earth pony with a silk black mane. "Yes, what's the matter?" Classified asked a bit nervous.
"You see, we actually need you to skip four days," Classy said making Classified shrug his shoulders.
"Fine," he admitted he wasn't all too much into being Octavia's partner anyway; this is a way to get out of it sooner.
After a little bit more talking Classified told Octavia what was going on; not going too well for Octavia. "Too bad, I hoped to have a little fun in Las Pegasus," Octavia frowned sadly.
Classified used his blue magic to move her coat around. "We could still do things today," he assured Octavia who smiled lightly.
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Hours later Octavia and Classified were in their hotel room already drunk. Classified chuckled as he clearly saw Octavia sway left and right. "Wow, you really can't drink can you?" he chuckled.
"Are you kidding me I've drank a lot, I've handled it well," she said Classified recalls before they went back.
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah, I saw that when you picked a fight with a mirror," Classified sighed what's he going to do with her?
Octavia tapped her muzzle. "Really? I *hic* don't remember any *hic* of that," Octavia tried to think back.
"Don't hurt yourself, Agent Melody," he said smiling as Octavia gave a loud, fake laugh.
"Whatever, I might *hic* go to *hic* bed," Octavia said as she walked off into their room. He gave a laugh as she swayed left to right. He simply poured another glass for himself. "To loneliness," he sighed as he was once again left alone like always.
