My name? Alonzo Langusa. Age when I started operating? 23.


Act II

Vengeance...

Living was hard. I had to hide my name. I had to find a good job yet there was not enough money. Life was rough and it was because of these man. Vincent Galar, Apollo Monetto and Angelo Vertezio. I was taught oleh ma'am Crossroad not to kill. Yet I wanted to. I wanted vengeance. At age of 15 I started smoking and further drinking at age of 17 until at age of 23 I was kicked from my apartment. I went to Canterlot to find my good old friend her name was Clara. When I came she was shocked. I still remember it.


"Who are you?" She didn't recognize me. Stalion in a brown coat, deep shade of blue as his body color, black hair, a horn, shady looking red eyes and a cigarette in a mouth, unshaved beard from 4 days really did not looked like me. But neither I could recognize her. berwarna merah muda, merah muda shaded body, majestic blue eyes, a bright yellow hair and a thick makeup was not her style. "Heh anda don't remember a good childhood friend?" I chuckled a little saying that. "Who are anda tell me now!" She was getting angry. "It's me... Alonzo." I came closer. "Alonzo is dead!" She almost yelled. "Here" I took our old foto out of my old coat. It was foto of us. "London, when we were small". "..
Come in..." she opened doors wide. I threw my cigarette away and walked in. "Who is that?" I could see the Stalion talking in other room. He had a grey body color, blonde hair, wings, wearing a tank puncak, atas and drinking bir while watching TV. "A friend" she answered to the Stalion on what he just gave a glance on me with his yellow eyes. "eh" he sighed and started watching TV again. "Who is that?" As we entered the dapur I asked her. "My boyfriend. Have a kursi want something to drink?" "Something with alcohol." I berkata while sitting on a chair. "We have whiskey. How did anda survived?" She berkata while pouring whiskey into my glass. "Window. Lived on a gods pray. How was things here." As I berkata I took a sip of the whiskey. "After death of Princess Celestial because of Princess Twilight Equestria is even in bigger debt." Harash words. Debt. This is why my father died. Goddamn debt to Angelo. I remembered something while I thought about it. "Give me something to wipe." She gave me a small fabric. I took out my weapon and started cleaning it. "Are anda stupid if he will see-" "Do anda really cinta him?" I cutted her words. "His family holds me... either I will be with him atau I'm in bid Dept." I got worked up as I heard that. Debt, debt, Debt. Why everyone had to have a debt. "Who even is this guy?" I asked her. "Maybe anda know him he worked with your father. Apollo Monetto." I almost dropped my gun as I heard that. He is so close yet. I looked in her eyes as the Stalion came into the room, I hid my gun. "Hey anda friend of her. anda know how to drive cars?" He asked while wearing a nice suit. "I do." I answered to so called Apollo. "Give me a ride to city center will ya pal?" "I will" without a detik and stood up and walked away. In a door step I looked at Clara and just said. "See anda soon"


When we stepped out I took a big breath and took out a cig. A nice car he had. Driver seat. Drive. Forward. To the forest. "How anda know Clara?" He tried to start conversation"I'm an old friend of her" "Ever wanted to be in mafia?" "Never thought of it if anda ask." "It's no fun at all if anda ask me eh." He seems like a normal man. But he did killed someone from my family. 20 menit of driving he didn't realize where we were going. We were in forest already. I pulled over and got outside of the car. "What is it?" He got out as well. What a fool. I took out my gun, swiftly turned around and shot him in a hoof. "WHAT THE-" "Apollo Monetto anda will pay for what anda did to my parents." "Who are you..." I could hear fear in his voice. It was visible in his eyes. I enjoyed every bit of his terror and suffering. "I'm Alonzo Langusa." "I DIDNT SHOT ANYONE FROM YOUR FSMILLY IM SORRY IK RE-" he couldn't end. I shot him 5 times in the head. Vengeance was great... the feeling. When I came back to Clara I told her what happend. She accepted it and prepared a tempat tidur for me. I was tired. After all I killed a stalion. I knew that...


... the hunt just begun.