Hello. Welcome to this story. This is not my first story by any means. Visit my profile, read it, and read my other stories. This is specically for this story.

I'd like to open with something about this story and others in this Genre. I have browsed heavily through, and what I have found is not pleasent. Some stories, such as Scented Venom, On A Cross and Arrow, and many others are well written, enjoyable to read, and unique.

Most, however, are rehashes of the same thing. A black and red pegasus who is the leader of a special mercenary group and can use magic, and his teamates. Or a black and red unicorn who is a mercanary or assassin who may be able to use shadow magic like Sombra's.

Or a story with bad grammer, of any kind.

Or a human in equestria story, which is the echelon of lack of creativity.

Now, some stories are good. Some are fun to read, well written, and have a good plotline. Others have generic writing, bland dialogue, or unremarkable charachters. I'm sorry if you are the author of one of these. Yes, they are a good try. ANd you should be proud of yourself.

That however, is simply my opinion. And to some, that could mean everything, and to others, it could mean nothing.

Let's simply begin.

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A midnight train moved smoothly along its tracks. Luna's Night air was clean, chilly, and calm. Wind blew gently, shifting the grasses as it passed. On the train, dozens of ponies of every race slept. In a few private cabins, couples cuddled against one another against the cold atmosphere of the train. In the public seating, a few ponies talked or read silently as they awaited their destination.

In one private cabin, however, a Pegasus was wide awake. A lonely manilla folder sat, corners of paper hanging slightly out. The pacing orange pegasus looked over, and with a wing, neatened the folder. He continued to pacing, his thoughts, however, at a gallop.

This job should be easy. What's one little girl gonna do against me? I have ten years of expierience under my wings, and she has her studies.

He groaned softly. He knew it wasn't that simple. He flipped open the fold with a wing, and the target's page was the first one to see. A picture of a lavender unicorn sat on the page, smiling in a friendly manner.

Name: Twilight Sparkle

Notable Relatives: Shining Armor, Captian of the Royal Gaurd

Sex: F

Race: Unicorn

Notes: Highly adept in magic, highly intelligent. She is untrained in any form of combat, inlcluding offensive spells, and should make an easy target.

Avoid target while in proximity to Applejack or Rainbow Dash, as these two are physically adept and would make nuetralizing the target substaintially harder.

Objective: Nuetralize target in a manner that does not implicate your involvemet. Target should be killed as a last resort only. Target should be unable to function in normal society. Advisable routes of action are mental/emotional damage, suffocation(As for brain damage), or any other means.

It is imperative that you do not fail.

Rain Flash looked a the picture. She had a pretty face. And it would be easy enough to get close. She spent most of her time in a library. The only other being present would be a baby dragon, no challenge to an Agent of his caliber.

Emotional/Mental damage. A toughy. Then he smiled. Chances were, all that time spent studying left any colt with the cold shoulder. So that meant a virgin. Flash smiled. maybe this contract wouldn't be so bad after all.

He sat down. And with such a pretty face, there had to be suitors. If he could trick them into helping him, it would only be seen as a crime of passion, leaving them to take the fall.

He crossed his forelegs, and drifted to sleep.

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The dark orange pegasus woke up as the train stopped. "Destination: Ponyville!" The conductor yelled, his voice echoing. Flash smiled, and grabbed his folder. He set it into his pack and hopped off the train.

He turned back to the Conductor. "Thanks." He smiled.

"Have a good day, sir." The Unicorn nodded back. Flash trotted along, smiling, pretending to take in the sight. At a glance, he was a tourist on vacation. In reality, he was an agent. Dangerous, cunning, and sly. With his perky coloring, he was an approachable figure. With his white, oiled back mane, and a good chin line, he was a handsome figure.

He smiled to everyone who would look, and they smiled back. He came into the town square, and lookd around. Several buildings, none caught his eye. He already knew where Twilight Sparkle lived, it was just that if a stranger waltzed in, no matter how friendly, it would arouse suspicion to anypony if an important resident were attacked.

He knew he had to make it seem like he didn't know anything about this place. "Watch out there, pardner!" He heard a cart behind him, and skillfully moved out of its path. An orange Earth Pone mare wearing a worn-out stetson passed him by. "Sorry 'bout that." Two large, powerful-looking Earth Ponies hauled a large cart full of apples and other apple-based items past him.

The one on the left rig called out to him. "'Scuse us." The dark gray-blue Earth pony said to him. The other one, a large red Earth pony nodded an apology. The blue was a bit shorter than the red, but both were bigger than Flash was.

The blonde mare trotted in fornt of them, and called out again. "Applebloom! Take a break!" A yellow and red-maned filly waved and stepped aside from a small stand, flanked by barrels and baskets of apples.

The orange mare stepped around to the back and stood. A few ponies began to line up to buy, and he could hear the chatter. It was all friendly, all familiar. He stepped into line, and waited patienyl until his turn was up. The stallions were unloading the wagon off to the side.

"How can ah help yah?" The mare smiled widely at him. He smiled back with a false warmth.

"I need to find Twilight Sparkle."

The mare's smiled faded some. "And why would that be?" She said in a semi-accusing tone.

"I'm a courier for Her Majesty, Princess Celestia."

"Ain't Twi s'post to git her mail magically or soemthin'?"

Intelligent. A rare trait to find. He leaned in a little closer. She did the same. "Very, ah...sensetive," He lied through his teeth, "documents. Cloak-and-dagger, hush-hush. You know the routine."

She smiled apologetically. Relaxing her shoulders, said: "Right, Right. I ain't never gonna get all the secrecy. Ain't as if some assassin's after her or nothin'. She shrugged, jokingly.

You're closer than you think. "Of course not. Equestria is one of the most powerful nations. No one would stand a chance."

She chuckled. She turned to her right, saw the Stallions had finished unpacking. She blushed, realizing she had gotten swept up with the handsome stallion. "Uh, Bid Mac, you head back up. Boulder," the blue-gray one came to attention. "Keep 'ere, help me. Gonna be a busy, busy day." He trotted over and awaited orders.

"You just head right over to 'at tree." She pointed with a hoof. "You'll find 'er right quick."

"Thank you madam." He said, and she smiled and blushed minorly. He trotted off, making his way to a bench facing the tree. He felt a pair of scrutiniing eyes on him. He pretended that something called to him, and looked back towards the stall.

Nothing. Whoever was looking at him had stopped. Probably just the mare.

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A day later, he found his accomplices. The first stallion was apparently a long-time suitor. Getting his support was a simple matter. He only needed to say please.

The second was a bit trickier. After watching him exit the library dissapointed, Flash trotted up to him.

"What's wrong, friend?" He said to the younger colt.

"Well...nuthin'."

"No, it's alright. Is it a mare?" He said with a knowing tone. The colt nodded. "Is it Twilight?" Another nod. "Ah. See, I know a thing or two about mares. And mares like her, they love it when a guy is aggressive, you know? Scoop her into your hooves, the whole 'no means yes' thing?"

"I think I get it." He smiled, looking hopeful.

"Alright, see here. I've been talking to her, and she syas that she's actually really into you, but doesn't know how to say it. I've called in a favor, and me and a buddy are gonna hook you two up. Tonight."

"Really? Wow...thanks! I...I barely know you and you've done so much for us! Thank you! I'l be ready tonight, just you wait!" At that, he ran off, excited for his big night.

Flash smiled. Manipulation was far too easy with the correct motives. Greed, lust, or fear were prime examples. If someone wanted money, they could name their price. Lust? Pick a mare, and mare. Maybe two. Fear? Now that was Flash's specialty. Behind the hair and the looks, a few words in a deathly tone were his trump card.

This job was going to be his easiest one.