Chapter 0: It's just a job
-Be swift.
-Never kill.
-A civilized thief is an effective thief.
It seemed almost elementary for me now… I know these rules. I live them, but it seems I am the only one who actually respects the rules. Without them we wouldn't be any different from a rag-tag group of bandits. Everyone else follows them, but doesn't seem to actually know why the rules are here. I'd explain my point of view, but I'm not really known for talking to anyone other than Atlas.
"Hey Shade, you in here?" the large Pegasus just walked in again without knocking… Heh, speak of the devil. Atlas was my best friend since foalhood, he was always a more intimidating guy. He had dark brown fur and a black Mohawk. The scar running down his eye could make even the bravest colt flinch at the sight. The biggest item on the intimidation list was his size(Kinda makes sense that his cutie mark [Oh Discord I hate that term] is a barbell). He had at least half a foot on the next biggest guy here. He was the complete opposite of me; a short, skinny Pegasus with black hair and a black and red mane. I was built for stealth, he was built for power. We almost never go on different jobs. Even with these factors, anyone who spends more than a day with him knows that he is just a big 'ol teddy bear when not doing his job.
"Tsk… ever hear of privacy? For all you know I could've been naked!"
"… But you are?" It was obvious he didn't understand.
*sigh*"Never mind, now what do you want? I was thinking." Not really, I was about to suit up and go see what I was assigned, if anything. Things have been slow for us… Probably because the leaders are greedy buckers, but that wasn't my main concern. Our little "Family" has been dwindling in numbers, with people getting caught, killed, or just going rouge for their own reasons.
"Well I just got back from the job board, and well… we aren't going to be back here for a while." A look of confusion went across my face. Apparently he noticed I wasn't following, so he explained. "We are being moved to Ponyville, Shade. The bosses said we basically cleaned out Manehatten, so they are moving us far away, to get a new little playground, so to speak."
"Well I AM getting a little sick of this place, maybe a change in scenery would be nice." I decided to suit up. I grabbed my cloak and bandaged up all of my face, except my eyes, of course. It was kind of my little bit of originality around here. Everyone else just wore hoods or masks. Atlas put on his black hoodie, but decided against wearing his signature gasmask. "What?" I was just staring at him, condescendingly. "It gets bucking hot under that thing"
"Well why didn't you choose something else then, wise guy?" He gave me a playful shove, which with his strength and my size, knocked me into the wall face first.
"Because it looks cool, why else? Oh, and sorry about that." He was always a softie. Reason why he was one of my only friends.
"Fair enough. So, wait… when ponies get relocated, they usually go in threes right? So who's the third?"
"I was hoping you wouldn't ask"
Well that's not a good sign.
"Before I tell you who, will you promise me not to flip out?" I nodded with a feel of despair, knowing who it was already.
"It's Blaze."
Buck…
Who is Blaze? Why does Shade hate him/her? Why do I suck at writing stuff?! Find out next page(I don't call it a chapter because I type short pages, Deal with it)