Chapter 2: Death of the First/ Birth of the Second: Year 10

Ten years already and the Reaper is still out there. Every time I think we have him he slips away. With a heavy sigh I look around Mama Peaches'. It's Al's and Rose's ten year anniversary and the birth of the daughter Ruby. We just left the hospital with the kid. She's a cute kid, looks like her mother. Pure red with ruby red eyes, mane and tail. Even her horn is red. Al's a little awkward with her, don't think he knows how to act.

"Lost in thought again are ya?" I hear a voce across from me ask. Looking in its direction I see Rose sitting across from me smiling.

"Yeah. My mind is still on the case. Ten years and the bastard is still out there." I say looking down at my glass of rum and cola. "I hate to admit it but Reaper's got skill."

At Reaper's name I see rose shudder slightly. Ten years and she still hasn't fully recovered from the emotional scars left by her encounter with him. "Yeah. Al feels the same about it. Still, you've done a great deal of good. Since you arrived the crime rate has dropped greatly." She says trying to cheer me up, it works somewhat.

"Thanks Rose. You're right. Gotta keep going." I answer before downing the last of my drink.

Dispatch to unit 13.

'Crap.' I think as Al looks in my direction as I grab my radio from my belt. "Unit 13, Wolfefang here. What's the problem dispatch?"

We have a confirmed reaper sighting in district 4, 9th and Discord. Reports claim he's pursuing a zebra and her two year old. We have a unit in pursuit. They requested backup.

Getting up and grabbing my coat and my twin .45s putting them I respond, "Understood. 9th and Discord. We're five minutes east of that location."

"Sorry hon." Al says as he hands Ruby over to Rose. "Duty calls."

"Don't worry about it. You two just be careful." She says as we head out the door. Getting on the street we spilt up, Al on foot while I take to the air.

"You meet up with the responding unit, I'll go on ahead." I shout down to him. I speed up after he gives a thumbs up. At my current speed I know I can cut him off before Al or the other unit reaches him. It doesn't take long before I spot him and his target. I head straight into a nosedive to land between him and the zebra. I right myself and land seconds before reaching the pavement.

"Hold it there Reaper." I say drawing one of my .45s and lining up a shot.

"Not going to happen, Detective." He says swinging his scythe and knocking my gun out of my hand.

'Should of seen that coming.' Think as I prepare to counter his next attack. Dodging his scythe, I rush in and deliver an elbow to his ribs, the same ones I broken our last encounter. I hear the bones re break and he staggers back as I follow up with straight jab to his chest. I feel the bones collapse under my fist.

He hacks up blood as I back up for a final attack, I don't plan on letting him get away live this time. I straighten my hand out for an open palm death strike, but just before my blow hits he tosses a smoke bomb and escapes. "Damn it. Fucking bastard." I scream looking around for him as backup arrives.

"He got away again?" Al says shocked. "Damn it, if we got here sooner."

Getting my rage under control, I turn towards the other unit, Unit 3 I realize as I spot their unit badge. "You two, check on the civs. Make sure they're alright."

"Yes sir." They say in unison before running to the civs. Turning to Al I let out a sigh before contacting Dispatch. "Unit 13 to dispatch. Reaper managed to get away. Keep an eye at all hospitals in a 10 mile radius of 9th and Discord."

Dispatch, we copy. Units are heading out now.

"Look for anypony with broken ribs and chest bone. That'll be the Reaper." I say as I pull out a pack of smokes grabbing one for myself before passing one to Al. Nodding in thanks he lights it as I light mine. "With any luck, we'll get him at one of the hospitals."

"Or he dies before he reaches one." Al says taking a drag. "At least it wasn't a totally lost tonight. Two lives saved."

~Meanwhile ten minutes away in the house of Damon~

Hacking up blood a clocked figure staggers through a house towards a room in the back. Heading for an old oak desk, he quickly opens a hidden drawer and pulls out a journal. Flipping a light switch we see the figure is none other than the Reaper as he removes his mask and heads towards the door he collapses coughing up blood his breath coming in ragged gasps as a new figure appears, a young looking mare, about twelve years old wearing a private school uniform. She has yet to receive her cutie mark. Upon seeing the figure of the Reaper on the floor she rushes to him. "Daddy!" She exclaims kneeling beside him turning him onto his back we see the stallion behind the mask, Damon Night.

"Ang-Angel. Take this to Detective Wolfefang." He says softly handing his daughter the journal. "It explains everything." As Angel takes the journal Damon passes into death.

"Daddy? Daddy!" Angel cries out shaking her father, "No Daddy, you can't leave me too. Not you." Sobbing into her father's cloak, she soon cries herself to sleep holding her father's journal to her chest.

End Chapter 2: Death of the First/Birth of the Second Year 10