Semi-Dark MLP Story: Part 3

New MLP story series (Semi-Dark)

It's been sometime since Angel had asked for her family's advice about her joining the Equestian Militia. Many of them were in favor of her doing so, especially her marefriend, Color Mix. After arriving at the undisclosed location of the Equestian Militia, she was called in by the Captain, the one whom ran the entire Militia.

Angel entered the office, saluted, "You wished to see me, Sir?"

"I hear that you are the only one whom didn't devulged why you wished to join us. I wonder why that is." The Captain asked, while looking out of the window.

"Sir, I don't want any other pony know about my ulterior reason for joining." Angel trying not to show any weakness.

"And that maybe, what, Private?" the Captain still not moving around.

"To find my sister and that blasted group that she joined, and bring them to Justice, for the murder of my Aunt, Bunko Chou!" Angel said angrily, loathing her sister for her act.

The chair moved to reveal a White Alicorn with a dark-grey mane, with lighter grey highlights. He has blue eyes as blue as the Morning Sky. The name on his name plate says "Angelus Custos".

"Whom may your sister be, Private Midnightdaughter?" Angelus asked.

"Alucardia Tempest Midnightdaughter, Sir. I have heard rumors that she was going by the name 'Red Viper' at the time of the killing. She was the only one there I recognized." Angel looked sad, than looked up, "I am not lying, Sir."

"I know you are not. There is an organized group of highly trained Assassins. My brother Travo, or Travis as he prefers, works and lives among them. Only you and I should know this, the Mary-Weather estate was attacked on the day you joined the Militia." Angelus pointing to a tape.

"Why do I have a sinking feeling." Angel thought to herself.

Angelus popped in the tape and they watched it. Before long, Angel saw her own sister, crying, begging for her partner to spare the life of the children, before passing out herself.

"I assumed that those children are safe and sound. They might even call them as their parents, and from the looks of it, Alucardia might still have some good in her heart." Angelus smiled and looked over at Angel, whom looked away.

Angel thought to herself, "Puh! They were children. If they were a couple years older or worth more, she would've killed them herself, and be smiling about it!"

"Are you so sure about that, Private?" Angelus's voice came into her mind.

Angel quickly looked over at him, and saw him smiling. Than once again, without his mouth moving, she heard his voice again.

"It's called 'telepathy', Angel Darkness Midnightdaughter. It is one of my more minor abilities." Angelus smiled, and than vocal, "Return to your squad, Private."

"Sir, Yes, Sir!" Angel saluted again, before rejoining her unit in the training fields.

She always pushed herself, never wanting to show any weakness to her superiors, especially to the Captain. She was a Marksmare with any kind of pistol, but couldn't hit the side of a barn with any long-range or long-sized guns they had. She almost hit a rabbit, one day, that was two hundred yards to the west of her target, and there was no wind.

When it came down to Hoof-to-Hoof combat, she was excellent, one of the few whom actually need to be taught by Captain himself. When it came down to knives, she was only second to another mare who's Mark is a Vegetable Knife. After awhile, Boot Camp was over, and she passed. She has hoof-picked by the Captain to continue her training, to be a part of one of the Elite units.

After about week after Graduation, she saw a pony, well four of them, being detained by Killion. She approached them, hearing a most familiar voice calling the two mares behind her, as her daughters. After hearing her sister's voice calling her 'sister', Angel drew out her pistol.

"Make one bucking move, and I will kill you, Alucardia." Angel growled at Alucardia.

She heard the Captain's voice calling her to be 'at ease'. She did lower her weapon, but kept it out. When the Captain and the other colt standing nearby eachother, she noticed the resemblece. The next words she heard shocked her most of all, "future wife".

After awhile, Alucardia and Angel were having their own consevation, but it was mostly yelling from Angel's postion.

Angel screamed at her sister, "GO BUCKING DIE, ALUCARDIA! You murdered our Auntie Bunko!"

Alucardia sighed, "I had to. If I didn't, I would've been killed. And that was before I fell in love and took care of these three daughters. I would love to rejoin the family, but I doubt that will happen."

Angel growled at her sister, "You're bucking correct on that, Alucardia. By the name of our Grand-Aunt Celestia, I will either kill you or arrest you. Persoanlly, I want to kill you for that."

Alucardia sighed again, "Well, in the name of Grandmother Luna, I would like to never had sinned, but I have no choice but to continue to sin, for the sake of my future family."

Than her Captain roared, "ENOUGH!", than more quieter, but firmly, "You forget yourself, Private! Now calm down."

Angel holstered her pistol and said, "Sir, Yes, Sir."

When the two mares, whom are technically Angel's nieces walked nearby the Captain, he instictively placed one hoof on the mare called, Pumpkin, and she reacted with a hit to the throat. Angel quickly drew out her pistol.

"GET ON THE GROUND, NOW!" Angel demanded.

After a few tensed moments, the two mares went inside the compound, followed by Killion. Than the Captain faced Angel and mentioned something about "bad blood" between her and Alucardia. More minutes passed, and than the thought of losing her big sister, as much as she hates her, made her cry. Than they hugged and cried for what seemed like a few hours, when it was only five minutes, they parted ways.

As they were walking back to the base, Angel whispered, "Why is everything I seemed to do, I am interacting or being reminded of Alucardia?"

"Guess we are intertwined with our other half, no matter how hard we don't want to be." the Captain smiled.

"Guess you are right, Sir." Angel sighed, "I have to be strong, for my nieces, despite them looking quite close to our age."

"They only appeared that way, and also, I am much older than I appear." Angelus smiled.

"Really?" Angel asked, than shooked her head, "Don't bother. I might collasp from trying to understand it."

Angelus smiled. They continued to walk over to Angelus' sister, Harmony.  Harmony brought the girls into her room and get the suited with their new uniforms with the rank and name, "Recruit Messor". To differacate them, Tina's badge said, "T.Messor" while Pumpkin's said, "P.Messor".

The following day, Angel and the Captain was overseeing the recruits' first day, and Angel was amazed at the effiecy that her two nieces had with blades and hoof-to-hoof combat, far exceeding hers effecy stats, easily. They were as bad with guns as Angel was, which Angelus almost snickered at the sight.

"What's so funny, Sir?" Angel sighed.

"They are basically the same as you, that it practically funny." Angelus smiled.

"Sir, I hope that you do know that Tina is one-hundred percent legally blind." Angel continued watching her nieces.

"She maybe blind, but Viper clearly had worked with her to honed in her other senses. Normally, I won't do this, but they are going to participate in the live-fire drill." Angelus nodded.

"Sir, is that wise? That could trigger that murderous traits that blasted Assassin's Guild had drilled into them." Angel sounded worried.

Angelus smiled, "You have all the right to be worried for them, Private. When you three move up a bit, you three will be a squad, because I trust that you can help them overcome their problems."

Angel nodded, "Sir, yes, Sir.", than she sighed, "I'll try my best to live up to your expectations, Sir."

"That's the most I can ever expect from you, from any under my watch, Private." Angelus smiled.

After some time, the day before the life-fire exercise was to begin, Angelus had recieved news about another murder. This victim was called Rose Grace, a florist and Wedding Boutique operator. She was the co-owner of the Rose Twin Florist and Wedding Boutique, with her twin sister, Rose Prom.

When they arrived in Manehattan, it wasn't easy trying to find it. As soon as they arrived, Angel followed him to the door, but remained outside. After some emotional minutes, Angelus and the owner left the Boutique. Some of the higher ranked members remained at the Boutique. They drove some more to a small town just off of the Badlands called Dodge Junction.

While they were there, Prom, as she prefers to be called, became sick, at the sight of a giant box underneith a window. Soon after that, Angelus was rushing, but sent a telepathic message to her.

"You and your team will remain here. Be careful." Angelus thought.

On instinct, Angel saluted, at the departing convoy, "Yes, Sir!"

She turned around and saw the girls checking out the box.

"What's the matter?" Angel asked.

"This is where they found the victim." Tina said, as her nose was moving.

"Inside a compost bin. How humanliating." Pumpkin sighed, "Smart, sort-of, on the one whom did the act, but humanliatling for the victim."

"Did they taught that to you in the Guild?" Angel asked.

"Mother taught us, and that is more of the Killer-Pony modus operandi. It is to spread psychological torture onto any victims whom remains." Pumpkin sighed, than noticed  Tina, "What's up, Ti?"

"I smell blood. Mare, early-twenties." Tina said.

"That has to be the victim's" Pumpkin said, as she approached the windowsill, "Old blood, but not too old. How old is it, Tina?"

"From the smell, about six maybe ten hours prior, but I'm guessing. Still trying to correctly guess age from smell." Tina nerviously smiled.

"When was that wedding, Auntie?" Pumpkin looked over at Angel.

"According to what the Captain had told me, or I should say shown me, mentally, it was about eight hours ago." Angel approached her nieces.

Tina smiled, and Pumpkin placed one hoof on Tina's shoulder, "Good guess, Tina."

"Thank you, Pumpkin." Tina smiled, "From the smell, it was in this room."

"Alright, than let's go check it out." Angel motioned and, with Pumpkin's help, Tina followed.

Upon entering, Tina's nose was moving faster. She took out a chalk and using just her sense of smell, drew out the outline of every drop of blood. When she was done, they noticed that it was a relatively clean attack. There ws blood, but not as much as they was expecting. While Pumpkin and Angel was puzzling, Tina was sniffing the rest of the room.

Tina walked back to Angel, "Auntie, there were two others in here during the time of the attack. One smell I recognized as Mother's." A tear drop fell from her cheek," And another onel; Colt, mid-twenties, and he was afraid. I also noticed a Changeling scent from the Colt."

"So, this was Alucardia's hoofiwork, huh?" Angel asked, solemnly.

All Tina could do was nod her head, as tears was flowing , making it hard for her to speak. While Pumpkin took Tina out of the room, to calm down, Angel walked over to the window and collected the small amount of blood that remained. With that done, she rejoined her nieces, just as a Militia van pulled up.

"Care for a lift?" asked one of the Militiants.

Angel smiled, "Got room for three?"

"Always for a fellow Militant." said the same Militiant.

They climbed in, with Angel taking the front Passenger seat. She sat down and sighed. After that, she leaned back, crossed her arms and mumbled something under her breath.

"Is everything alright, Angel?" asked a female Militiant.

"Kinda of, Crimson. This was another one of my sister's hoofiwork. The only trace of blood left was on the window. As soon as I can compared this to the victim, than I can complete my report. Thanks to my niece, Tina, she found most of it and correctly aged the blood and scent with just her nose.", Angel sighed, than smiled, "I'm very proud of her."

After a few hours drive, and than more hours of testing and paperwork, Angel felt relieved. The girls were asleep, albeit in Angel's room, but she didn't mind the company. As soon as she learned that the Captain had returned, she personally delivered her report directly to him. Angelus looked over the report and was pleased with it.

"The only thing I don't understand, Sir, is Why the Assassin Guild was tasked with the victim. You, and the girls, know more than I do about the Guild, but surely they have a reason for this." Angel, at attention, than sighed.

"You're not angry with her?" Angelus asked.

"I want to be, Sir, but I feel more disappointment than anger this time around. I would've thought that she would've tried to stop by now." Angel sighed, heavier, "Is there anyway she can stop killing?"

"Either she dies, or we arrest her, in the action of doing it." Angelus sighed, "Which looks like either option is good. She's immortal thanks to my brother, and also thanks to my brother, I can't foresee anything until it is too late."

"Than how are we going to stop her? Everytime we learned about a Guild job, they are already gone." Angel clearly getting more annoyed, "Surely, you know their compound's location. Why not we storm it and arrest the lot of them?"

"We are bound by rules, doctrines and by-laws, Private. While most criminials don't have such restrictions, the Guild does. The Guild isn't your run-of-the-mill group of bad ponies, but a well-organized group. As much as I despise them, they also help take care of the homeless, by given them a place to stay, albeit, they must join the Guild in exchange." Angelus sighed that looked at Angel, "Dismiss, Private."

Angel saluted, "Sir, yes, Sir!", than she left for her room. Upon arriving, she noticed that the girls were in one bed now, and Tina appeared to been crying since she left. Deciding to wait until morning to ask them about it. She crawls into her bed, and was fast asleep, dreaming about Color Mix, her marefriend back in Ponyville.



The End.