Author's Note

This chapter is from Fluttershys view, only that you aren't confused why the narrator switched into third person. It shows the aftermath of the murder from the ponies view.
I am sorry, but there should be a different ending to this whole mess. I changed it, but I made a mistake. The ending I first had was a romance without sense, and the whole "lets bring both back" also grew far over my head, so I decided to do what had to be done. And now it is different again -.- My mind sometimes....

Wrathful Hunters

The only thing she saw from him was the red tail that vanished inside the Everfree Forest. She hesitated for a brief moment, before continuing towards the library. Twilight has called her and her friends per a strange, psychic call. She asked for help, and with her call for help, send a picture of Ignis.

'I hope they're alright' she thought. She knew they weren't when she finally reached the library, her friends crying and mourning over the corpse of a purple alicorn. Twilight was dead, and there was a big hole inside her chest. The blood was everywhere. Fluttershy ran towards the edge of the road and threw up. She had never something so awful.

As she approached, she heard what the others were discussing. They believed that Ignis killed their friend. She stood there, in shock, and yelled: "YOU ARE LYING. HE WOULD NEVER DO THIS."

It was Rainbow Dash who answered her: "Who else do you think could have done this. Who else could have surprised Twilight. WHO ELSE COULD HAVE HAD THE POWER EXPECT ANOTHER ALICORN TO KILL HER: ANSWER ME FLUTTERSHY."

Fluttershy couldn't answer. She knew Rainbow Dash was right, and there was no way of denying it. She turned her head, looking the others into the face. All she saw was hatred and sadness. There was no hope in their faces. She looked at the ground, and mumbled something: "I saw him"

"What did you just say sweetheart?" Rarity asked. She was as much red as she was silver at the moment, but the blood didn't seem to disturb her at all.

"I said, I saw him" Fluttershy repeated, louder this time: "He ran into the Everfree Forest. I couldn't see his face, but it was him, I am sure."

"Let's go on a hunt then." Rainbow Dash commanded. She took the lead. Her anger was the greatest of all of them. She had spent almost as much time as Twilight with Ignis, He had deceived her the most of the remaining friends. The others got up, reading themselves for revenge. They would enact justice on the bastard that killed their friend.

Fluttershy was the only one who wasn't so sure of this. She grew quite fond with Ignis. His visits were always refreshing and he smiled even if he was suffering. She could never bring herself to ask him what made him suffer, but it was apparent that there was more to it then a minor wound or problem.

Nonetheless, she followed the others. And while the others were blinded by their drive to revenge their friend, she noticed that they were being followed. Discord had appeared to see who caused the commotion. He brought two small flower, one was red like the blood dominating the scenery, the other as black as the deepest night. He seemed to grin, as he vanished into thin air, knowing that he was seen.

Following Ignis wasn't difficult. His hooves were full of blood, and the trail was visible for a long time. Too long, Flutterhsy thought for herself. The bloody steps seemed to go in a more or less straight line, until they reached a small path, almost invisible to the untrained eyes. but the blood trail led them further and further, and they wouldn't lose their way as soon.

'It was here I met him the first time' Fluttershy remembered. 'He came from where he is running right now. That was almost a year ago. Strange how things fit together.'

She got out of her thoughts when she heard the others moan and scream. She went to the front, only to see that the bloody steps vanished into thin air. Fluttershy sighed of relief. She hadn't to see her love lynched by her friends. It would have brought none of them anything, Twilight would stay dead either way.

When they returned from their hunt, Twilights body had vanished. None had taken her away, and not even the princesses could do anything to find her.

Discord was innocent in this regard. Even if he smiled from all the chaos, he had some honour left, and he would never dare to lay hands on a friend of Fluttershys. He liked her, just as he liked Ignis.

Fluttershy went home, mourning over her friends death and disappearance. The light went unnoticed towards the library.

The next day, Fluttershy went to the library again, carrying a bouquet of purple flowers. She knocked at the door. She didn't know why, it just felt right. And it was right, then a purple alicorn opened the door. Behind her were the princesses.

"Hey, Fluttershy. Come in, we were discussing what happened recently.", Twilight said, grinning and slightly blushing. She was happy to see her friend, obviously, but also embarassed that she stood there when she was supposed to be dead.

Fluttershy, confused on how in Equestria Twilight could be standing there, lost her composure, and jumped straight forward, lifting her hooves around Twilights neck, smiling while tears were running down her cheeks.

At the same time, Iwas sitting on my bed. I had just awoken, and noticed that it was just one day after I was killed. I haven't gotten any older, physically, but my mind was burdened by what I did just moments ago. Or was it years already?

I wasn't interested in knowing. I simply walked into the bathroom, and as I saw his face, a strong urge to simply throw up grew inside me. I hated myself for what I did. Not the killing part, but being a traitor is even worse than being a liar, and I despise liars.

I washed myself, and noticed after a while that my focus seemed to wander to the razor from time to time. I took it, and thought 'killing me now wouldn't bring her back as it brought me home killing her, does it?' Well, it did, on the day after she was killed. What I didn't know at that moment was the fact that the grin knew all along that it would be a burden I couldn't handle.

But not at this very day. I put the razor back, and went on to work. At the end of the week, it should be the time I did it, but the grin was patient.