Alone in a small dank cave in a remote part of equestria two mares sat staring at eachother, one's face a pure portrait of rage with a good measure of fear, barely veiled.
The other having a sarcasic smile, staring at the former as though she was a delicious morsel to be devoured at her leisure. And why not? She was stuck here, she couldn't escape, and her big sister most likely wouldn't find her, so why worry?

The tension between theese two was palpable as the seconds strected into minutes, into hours. neither making a move as if they were trapped in a mental game of chess. A quick check here, a quick retaliotion there, but inevitably a pointless game of no outcome. Neither knew what to do at this juncture, one had two days t whittle away as she pleased,
waiting for the time t come where her knife could gorge itself on the delicious rubies flowing through the others veins. The other waiting for a miracle.

Deciding to break the tension, and see her subject sqirm a little the capturer turned on a radio she had brought with her to keep track of the search for the missing godess.

"Celestia reports that little to no progress has been made outside of a mysterious note found on her sister's bed. She is currently using it to continue the search. We shall update this report as ews comes, but for now please enjoy this music." The voice on the radio droned monotolously, before switching to a song by a band about droawning people in water.

It was rather ironic really, the cave was damp, dank, and unpleasent, and in a matter of two days somebody was going to be floating in the pools of water dripping off the cieling.
She was rather intrigued by this rather macabre though, what if she was killed here? Who would mourn for her, she doubted the one in fornt of her, no, she kidnapped her for a job.
Albeit a rather... handsomely rewarding one, but if she didn't survive nopony wuld miss her, nopony would miss selene the hoofmaiden.

Wait, why did she care? It's not as if she ever needed companionship before, a lonely life living on the streets learning to brawl tends to drive compassion out of somepony, but she felt oddly stuck to the idea that if she died here, so did her legacy and name. Would anypony remember her true name, or the small filly who once stabbed somepony related to her for a quick buck?

Probably not, after all she was the philistine, she had destroyed so many priceless things over the years she deserved the title. And if there is one pony that history frowns upon most, it's the heathen that destroys knowledge for no good reason.

~~~~~~ returned ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Celestia was out of leads, her sister was kidnapped with only a small note containing no information besides a rather taunting little poem.

"In a cave dark and deep lies the one you do seek maybe if you play nice luck will favor you with his dice. Take a roll and follow my lead a trail of clues you should heed"

Dice...games...what the hell was this bitch on? This was supposed to be a game of wits, but no sane criminal leaves a riddle at the scene of the crime to lead the "hero" to his plan. But then again "sane" is the operative word. Well she guessed dice and games could be a reference to gambling, oooh but Equestria had so many gambling dens! And a trail of notes, seriously just how stupid do you have to be to leave a note for an all-powefull godess to find? She must be extremly cocky to think she could outsmart a living diety.

Thinking more on it she remembered a gambling house in canterlot called "the dragons cave", maybe her clue was there? But a princess does not simply walk into a shady establishment! But a rugged street pony could...

"GUARDS! bring me the royal hair dye and the make-up kit!" She smiled slightly to herself, it was shaping up to be just like one of her old nights on the town. Except for the whole sister in mortal peril thing...

But jusgt because her sister was in danger didn't mean she couldn't have a but of fun while looking for her did it?

...probably not...mental note; buy Luna a big "im sorry cake".

She banished these thoughts as she heard a small rumble, as if a gaping maw had split open the earth and was eating the mountain, jostling the contents of Celestia's room and making all her framed portraits of herself (what she can't be just a little bit vain?) and the various expensive vases and such across the room.

However the source of the noise soon revealed itself to be not a earthquake, but a huge vanity made of the finest wood and inlaid with intricate filigree, truly this was fit for royalty! On it sat variious dyes to color her beatiful coat and color she chose.

"OOOOh guards~ Assist me with my makeup wuld you?"

The guards could only stare, all of them on duty at the moment being male, what did they know about makeup! But you don't deny a princess so they sat in for the worst hour of their lives.

~~~~~~ returned ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Silence was, per usual, the ruling king of the hideout. The captive had stopped struggling about 10 minutes after she had first arrived, and fell silent about two hours ago.

"you know hun you could talk to me" asserted Philistine.

The mare in question just stared at her, probably thinking her to be insane. "Oh relax! I've passed all my sanity tests and i can assure you i'm quite sane!" she grumbled. While her captive just rolled her eyes and sighed.

"who do you work for?" Well that was a nice bit of progress, she spoke some words! Lovely, lovely, lovely!

"well hun i work for nopony, and i hold allegiance to nopony!" She quickly said, not wanting this potential conversation to end, it got so boring when she was forced to wait until she could execute the captives. But i guess he always did have a rather dramatic showoffish attitude... sighed philistne inwardly.

"Then what motivates you?" Asked the prisoner. Well this just got interesting...

"Girl theres only one thing that can drive people to do anything. Money! I've never had much of it, and this job pays well. It also helps i got this cutie mark after stabbing my dear old mom at the age of five! Didn't evven feel it the poor gal, too drunk off her own nightly festvities."

Luna looked simultaneously repulsed and intrigued. "But why would you do that!"

Ohh this really just got interesting. "i was bored, somepony bet me fifty bits i wouldn't, he turned into a real regular client i'll tell you." She chuckled softly. "Yea we go waaaay back, he offered me fifty bits to kill my dear sweet mother, i did. one hundred to kill the cheif of police, done and done, i recall he had a rather nice coat. In fact i still have it in the back if you' like to see it! Blood stains took a long time to wash out but it really is a nice coat regardless!"

Her captive looked repulsed. "But why would you do any of that! You could've done so much more with you're life!"

Philistine let loose a cackle of pure insanity. "well i guess it's because i find money to be a better companion then people, it'll never betray you, unlike me, it will never intentionally leave you or cheat on you.
Nor will it do any other sins equnanity can do. Money is the root of evil they say? well man is evil, and since you can buy anyone off with money does that make money the root of ponanity? I think so, see i was offered so much to do this, and i took it. Damn good pay day too!"

Luna's eyes flicked across the room, she knew this pony could be good! But where was the inner kindness she saw?

She didn't know how this would end, but all she knew was by the end of the week, somebodies body would litter the floor with it's essence.

She looked up when she heard the tell tale clops of a pony walking away, philistine slid a key-card through a slot near the door in the cave and walked through, leaving the Moon princess alone.

~~~~~~ returned ~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hidden away in a secret chamber the employer watched over this game, he knew he had celestia, she didn't know where he had fled to and philistine was doing as she was hired to do. Speaking of her she had just arrived to give an update, she didn't know he had cameras in the room so this was a pointless gesture, but he allowed them to continue.

After all a good show of submission boosts his mood usually and gods knew he needed it during a tense time like this.

"She's still trying to convince me to let her go" She started to speak, monotonously, her mind clearly not into what she was saying. "and she thinks i can be turned to her side"

Well this wasn't exactly new, he knew that this usually happened but he had a backup to eliminate her just in case. And if need be the ace in the hole could kill him too. But a good assassin never leaves a body behind, and among the assassins, he was king. He smiled as she delivered the rest of her report, this game was won, and even if he died in the process, so would Luna!

A/N

Yay i finally got off my ass and did this! Hopefully anybody that reads this like it, and if not i guess i can't please everbody.

Feedback is appreciated, don't be a jerk, and DFTBA everybody!