After mourning over the death of Rainbow Dash and Scootaloo, the Mayor sent a letter to the Princess stating what was going down in Ponyville. It was only after 10 minutes of her sending it did she receive a reply note saying…

“This is most unfortunate and a complete disaster. I’m facing my own major crisis here in Canterlot with my sister. But I shall send you special help to find and bring the murderer to justice. The Elements of Harmony will be avenged. And speaking of which, I do believe your murderer is…”

When the Mayor finished reading the letter, she became shocked and surprised at who the murderer was, but she was also not surprised at the same time… if that’s even possible.

“So it’s her… how is that even possible?”

Meanwhile, at the Ponyville Schoolhouse, Cheerilee was inside preparing things and was all ready for some of her students to arrive for some volunteer work that they were going to do that day. But it was only recent that she found out what was going on in town; and when some of the police ponies came to her and told her of what happened she became devastated. They told her of the different murders that occurred, and they mention of some of her students being victims. On top of that, they said that other foals were mysteriously disappearing and nopony knew where they were. After they left, Cheerilee closed the door and began crying down on the floor; upset of her students being killed and that she would never teach them or see them ever again.

“Oh sweet Celestia, this must be a dream! How could this happened; and… and who is responsible! How am I going to fulfill my talent now?! Those poor little foals, they didn’t deserve this.”

But pretty soon, she got up and pull herself together. She decided that she would grieve some more later, but for now the least she could do was go through her stuff that she got from her students and cherish them more than she already was.

“Oh well… I guess I should t-try and finish my business here and… perhaps just imagine that they’re still here with me. Yeah, that’ll make me feel better.”

Poor Cheerilee, she was beginning to be in denial of the students she suddenly lost and was beginning to go through many drawings and works that they gave to her and kept for safe keeping in some drawers. She smiled looking at them; she could remember every time each of her students would come up to her with a bright smile showing her their work, and she would feel proud of them. Then suddenly, she got to a certain stack of drawings that she mostly adored.

“Aw, I remember these,” she said to herself, “These are the drawings from when I told them to draw themselves with the most important pony in their life.” And tears kept filling up with each one that she looked at, “Here’s Apple Bloom… with her sister, Sweetie Belle and… h-her sister, Scootaloo and her number one idol… Rainbow Dash. And here’s Rumble with his brother; Tiara drew her Dad, and Silver Spoon drew Tiara. Heh, I always thought that was cute.”

Cheerilee kept reminiscing over each of them realizing how much value they were to her now. But then at one point… she notice something sticking out in the far back corner of her file cabinet. She pulled it out and held it up to notice that it was a paper with another drawing. But as she looked at it, the others dropped out of her hooves as her body was shaking and her eye slightly twitching.

“What the… how did this get here? I thought I…”

It was the drawing she got from Dinky Hooves; it was a picture of her… and her mother, Derpy Hooves. She thought she got rid of it; she remembered when she received it.

It was more than 3 years ago during class, Dinky came up to her smiling and hopping and then she handed up her paper to her and said…

“Here’s my drawing, Miss Cheerilee!”

“D-D-Dinky…” she said hesitantly, “w-w-what… I-I mean who is this sup-p-posed to be?”

“Don’t be so silly, Miss Cheerilee; you said to draw us and the most important pony in our lives, so I drew me giving my smart mommy a hug!”

“S-s-smart huh? Wow, you must really love your Mother a lot.”

“I sure do! I’m even making a second one for her because she’s so special and because I want you to have this one.”

“Wow, you shouldn’t have Dinky; thank you so much.”

“You’re welcome, best teacher in the world; you’re the best!”

“Yeah… best teacher in the world; th-that’s me.”

After that, she remembers storing it a drawer so she wouldn’t upset Dinky when she gets rid of it. She respected Dinky’s talent, but unfortunately, she knew that she was the offspring Derpy, the pony that she and everyone else despised. It was only a matter of time until her daughter became just like her; and she was already showing signs of it being oblivious to the things that her mother has done; and she even had her own clumsy moments. But to her, those clumsy moments could turn into disasters.

“I thought I shredded this,” she thought to herself, “I guess I must have forgotten about it and now it’s here to haunt me.”

She took it over to the shredder that she had in the room and held the paper up over it, but she hesitated a bit, “No wait… maybe I shouldn’t. It’s so well drawn and colorful; and it came from Dinky’s…” Then she shook herself out of it realizing what she was thinking, “No… Dinky… is not here anymore… and neither is her retarded Mother. Keeping this will only bring me more heartache.”

She took a deep breath and calmly sat the drawing on the opening and it was immediately shredded; no longer there for her to witness anymore.

“Whew, well that’s done with,” she said feeling relieved, “Now to deal with more important matters.”

But right at that moment, Cheerilee heard a knock on the entrance door. She groaned and rolled her eyes knowing what that might have meant, “Oh great, probably more morbid news; just what I need.”

After turning the shredder off, she walked over to and opened the door expecting someone to be there, “Who died this time?” But she soon realized that no one was there; there was no sign of anyone in the area, “Huh? Um, h-hello… a-a-anypony there? Hello?”

A chilling sensation began to run down Cheerilee’s spine, and the creepy atmosphere didn’t help her any as she talked to herself. “Okay, heh, you’re beginning to lose it, Cheerilee; you’re starting to hear things that aren’t even there.” She closed the door and began to walk back to her desk, “Maybe I just need to… sit down for a few minutes and calm down; this tragedy is taking a toll on my head.”

But once she got there, she received a little surprise. The very artwork of Dinky that she just shredded was back on her desk in one piece; like it wasn’t shredded at all. She screamed upon seeing it feeling that she really was being haunted. “Ahhhhhhhhhh! Wh-what the… how did… d-d-didn’t I just… shred that? What the hell is going on?”

“Feeling a little on edge… Miss Cheerilee?” said a sudden voice that spoke within the dimmed classroom. Cheerilee looked up and saw a single filly sitting in one of the desk chairs, and it happened to be the one that Dinky used to sit in; in fact, it was Dinky. The creepy filly smirked at her as she stated, “I’ve been looking for you.”

Cheerilee wiped her eyes and was looking at the desk again only to still see Dinky there staring at her. She held her head shaking it feeling that that she was losing her mind, “Sweet Celestia, I must be going crazy. First I’m hearing things, then this drawing magically fixes itself, and now I’m suddenly seeing my former student, Dinky; she’s supposed to be dead and out of my mind.”

Suddenly, Dinky got up and approached Cheerilee while keeping on her creepy smirk, “Trust me, Miss Cheerilee, you’re not going crazy. Everything you’ve been seeing is quite real.”

She then used her magic to pick up her drawing off of Cheerilee’s desk and held it up admiring her work, “I think I did well putting this back together;” she then looked over at Cheerilee as her smirk disappeared and turned into a dark glare, “you know… after you shredded it.”

Dinky’s sudden menacing appearance was making the magenta mare feel a little uneasy and she tried to stay calm, “Um… D-D-Dinky, it’s not what you think it is.”

“Oh sure, it’s absolutely not what I think.” Dinky responded while rolling her eyes feeling annoyed, “After all, I watched you shred it with my own damn eyes!” She then slammed it back in front of Cheerilee as she continued to rant, “This drawing meant a lot to me when I made it, and I gave it to you because I thought you were the best teacher in the world; and then you do this behind my back?! So what’s up, are you going to shred the other drawings too?!”

“U-u-uh… u-um…”

Cheerilee couldn’t answer right away, she was too shaken up from the creepy/awkward moment she suddenly found herself in. But she didn’t need to answer, Dinky already knew her reasons.

“Oh wait, of course you’re not; those other stupid students meant everything to you as if they were all your own. You always enjoyed working hard to make us happy, to get us educated, and to make us proud of ourselves. But you don’t care about me at all, do you? Do you think I’m too stupid to learn anything… like you thought of my Mom?!”

“P-p-please, Dinky, calm down,” said Cheerilee as she took a few steps away from the angered filly, ‘’d-d-don’t do anything rational! W-w-want me to go out to the town and g-get you something to make you feel better?”

Cheerilee suddenly jumped as Dinky fired a shot right beside her on the floor. Dinky looked at her lightly growling and staring her down, “You really do think I’m stupid; you’re not going anywhere.” Suddenly, Cheerilee noticed a little smirk appear back on Dinky’s face as she said, “As for doing something too rational, I believe I already did… as you can see the evidence all over me. Figured it out yet?”

Cheerilee didn’t noticed, probably because she was freaking out too much to do so. But now as she looked at Dinky closer, she noticed different red stain marks all over her; and then… she smelled it. The horrible stinky stench of blood, she could smell it in the air as Dinky kept getting closer to her. But then, she gasped and a horrified expression came onto her face as she finally got it.

“D-D-Dinky… you didn’t…”

“Oh yes I did,” said Dinky proudly in a dark tone, “every single one of them. I did with my own hooves; hooves filled with bloody vengeance. They feel a little satisfied with each fresh kill they make, and guess who is next on their slaughter list?”

Cheerilee panicked; tears filling her eyes and her heart rapidly beating, she was suddenly afraid of the now psycho filly, “No… no no no no no; oh dear sweet Celestia, no!” She rushed past Dinky and tried to open the entrance door, but the knob wouldn’t budge and she couldn’t beat it down either, “Get me out of here!”

With no success, Cheerilee turned around and was pressing herself against the door as she saw Dinky approaching her once again with no hint of remorse in her eyes, “There’s no escape, Cheerilee. I’m afraid you can’t leave until I teach you a lesson… your FINAL lesson.”

Her horn started to glow with her stare still fixated on her former teacher just imaging in her twisted mind of what to do to her. But knowing now of about what happened to some of her other students, Cheerilee suddenly asked while still shaking in fear…

“Wh-what… have you done with th-them?”

“What was that?”

“The children, your classmates! Are you planning to kill all of them too… like you did to Apple Bloom and the other foals you killed?!”

Cheerilee sounded very upset despite being frightened, but Dinky just calmly replied, “Calm down, they’re just fine, including Sweetie Belle; I have much different plans for them.”
“Then why do it at all?!” said Cheerilee while tearing up, “Why did those few deserve to die?!”

“You’re kidding right?” said Dinky angrily, “Do you not remember the three of those crusaders voluntarily walk up onto that platform stage and beat up my Mother with sticks… and she couldn’t even defend herself?!!!” Cheerilee suddenly saw Dinky’s magic die down as she suddenly, said, “But Sweetie is not dead because… I just couldn’t do it. Even though she would’ve deserved it, the fact is that… I secretly love her. But after what happened, no matter how angry I got, I couldn’t hate her.” Then another small smirk appeared on her face as she leered back at Cheerilee, “So instead… I made her my mind slave.”

“M-m-mind… slave?” said Cheerilee hesitantly.

“Yeah, I already used her to help betray and kill her own sister; it was so much fun seeing the look on that bitch’s face when she realized what was going on. But there’s nothing she can do to stop me now that she’s dead.”

Cheerilee just sat there feeling shocked and terrified of what this filly had become… and all because she lost her Mother. She couldn’t believe that she could love her this much.

“Apple Bloom and Scootaloo though… once I got past the fact that they used to be my friends, I didn’t have much trouble ending their lives. But murdering Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon was no problem for me. Those little bitches f@#!ed up my life enough as it was, so they had it coming for a long time.”

Dinky was going on and on about what she had done so much that her view was off of Cheerilee for a moment. She used this opportunity to try and sneak out the back way; but when she was about past her desk, she freaked out when she was suddenly enwrapped with Dinky’s magic halting her where she stood. She was then brought up back in front of Dinky’s view as the psycho filly smiling at her terrorized face.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I’m going on too much about those I already killed. How about I bring my attention back to you now.”

“Please, don’t do this, Dinky,” Cheerilee pleaded, “You can’t kill y-your favorite teacher!”

Dinky’s smile disappeared as she violently slammed Cheerilee through some of the students’ desks and right against the wall behind hers. Cheerilee shouted in pain feeling some wooden splinters from the desks that punctured into her skin, and some blood was slowly leaking out. She was wincing feeling the pain even if she tried to get up, but the splinters were too much on her. Her terror returned when she looked up and saw Dinky right in front of her wearing a pissed expression.

“You never really were being a true teacher to me, Miss Cheerilee. The way I see it… the only pony I truly learned things from is dead; killed, mutilated and murdered in an unfair trial that she couldn’t even control. But knowing how you really felt about my Mother and me sickens me; and to believe that I loved you so much to my heart’s content and felt like you were the 2nd best pony in the world right behind my Mommy!”

Dinky then lifted up two of the desks and slammed them down on Cheerilee’s body so hard they shattered. Cheerilee was now on the ground shaking from fear and the immense pain she was feeling from the sharp splinters buried in her skin. Seeing this sight was making Dinky barely smile again, but just barely.

“But… now I know that it was all a lie, and you have your precious Pegasus filly student to thank for letting me know that.”

“Wh-wh-wh-what?” said Cheerilee weakly.

“That’s right, Scootaloo told me everything; about how you really felt about me and my Mother to trying to keep secrets from me. What kind of teacher keeps secrets from her own students?”

Suddenly, Cheerilee said something to Dinky softly, “I’m sorry.”

Dinky looked at her feeling a bit confused from her words, “What?”

“I said I’m sorry; I know you feel a lot of pain right now, and… you want to take away that pain by getting rid of those that caused it. But… I never meant to truly hurt you. I was only… following what the Mayor told us to do. I might have not cared much about your Mother, but… I still care about you.”

While she was saying all of this, Cheerilee was slowly dragging herself closer to her desk eyeing a certain opened cabinet door.

“And how is that supposed to make me feel any better?” Dinky scoffed as she was watching Cheerilee’s movement carefully, “Honestly, you’re not very good at lying are you? And I guess I was just too dumb to realize it. That’s probably what you really thought of me, isn’t?”

Cheerilee was now at her desk trying not to look troubled as she stuck her hoof in the cabinet and was hesitantly saying, “N-n-n-no, that’s not it at all. Just give me a chance to…”

But as Cheerilee was beginning to pull something out, Dinky realized it and decided to not take any chances by gaining a hold on Cheerilee’s hoof and pulled away whatever she had. Dinky looked at the item closely, and then her teeth gritted and her eyes narrowed as she recognized that it was the same instrument that police pony who was protecting Rarity used to cut off her unicorn magic; and she wouldn’t be able to take it off.

Cheerilee began to sweat and heavily breathe as Dinky leered back over to her and angrily asked, “What… the hell… is this?”

“E-e-e-emergency tool?” Cheerilee tried to claim.

Dinky knew she was lying what the item was. She used her magic to enwrap the tool around Cheerilee’s neck; but since it was only meant to be placed around a unicorn’s horn, it was cutting off Cheerilee’s windpipe choking her and she could barely breathe. Dinky leered at her as she tumbled on the ground and was trying to take the tool off from around her neck, but it was futile. She was gasping for air but wasn’t receiving any and she felt like she was about to give out. While she was gasping from her lack of air, she did her best to finally admit to Dinky as she spoke in a hoarse voice.

“Okay, o-okay; the Mayor gave it to m-me… s-s-s-suggesting that I might have to use it in case you might… you know… act like your Mother… and I agreed.”

Cheerilee felt like she was going to give out right there after using up more of the air she had left. But then she finally had a huge breath of relief when Dinky suddenly shattered the tool choking her neck. She gasped real loud taking in a huge amount of air that she missed and held herself with her hoof despite still being in pain from the wooden splinters.

However, it wasn’t over; Dinky was furious. She was so furious in fact that while staring intensely at Cheeriee, she used her magic to gain a hold on every splinter in the magenta mare’s body and slowly forced them even deeper into her. Cheerilee literally cried and screamed as she felt the pain increase. Blood was oozing out of her wounds and was running all down her coat; and once Dinky was done, Cheerilee was on her back sobbing and was taking in all of the painful feelings.

Dinky walked over to her still with no smile staring at her with no regrets of her actions, “I should’ve known; you were never on my side to begin with. And let me guess, it was for the sake of Ponyville, right?” She then picked up Cheerilee’s huge desk and held it over the wounded mare, “Right?!”

Then Cheerilee helplessly watched as her desk was slammed down upon her. She didn’t screamed, but she was groaning in immense pain not being able to barely move as more of her blood was leaving her as she laid there all hurt and broken. When she finally had the strength to look up, she noticed Dinky standing on the far side of the room, and she appeared to be… drawing something on paper. This sparked Cheerilee’s curiosity a bit.

“Wh-wh-what are you… d-doing?” she questioned weakly.

“I know just how much you love my drawings,” said Dinky in a slightly sarcastic tone, “so… I decided to make you another… for old time’s sake.”

Cheerilee was almost afraid of what Dinky was talking about, but how could a drawing harm her. But soon enough, Dinky floated and laid her drawing on Cheerilee face down.

“What do you think? I really tried to imagine the terror in your eyes.”

Cheerilee cautiously grabbed the paper and held it up to where she could see the drawing. But much to her horror, her heart became filled with fear again as saw the picture was a drawing of Dinky slamming an axe into her body; and she even noticed that Dinky used red crayon for drawing in the blood effect. Her hooves were shaking again at the possible thought o that happening.

“Wh-wh-wh-wh-what is this? What kind of joke are you playing?”

But when Cheerilee held the paper down and looked in front of her, she suddenly saw Dinky standing over with a menacing grin… and holding up a giant axe I an attempt to live out her newest drawing, “Oh it’s no joke, it’s your fate.”

Cheerilee screamed as Dinky held the axe back; but despite her injuries, Cheerilee somehow managed to just dodge to the side when Dinky slammed the axe down in front of her. Cheerilee tried to get away, but feeling impatient Dinky used her magic to gain a hold of her and held her down to get a clean shot.

“Please, Dinky,” Cheerilee pleaded with tears, “j-j-j-just give me another chance; please?!”

But Dinky didn’t feel like falling for more of Cheerilee’s heart feeling lies as she down at her, “Sorry, Cheerilee… but unfortunately for you… you failed.”

Dinky once again swung the axe back; but when she was about to swing down, the entrance door was suddenly kicked down, and a large group of police pony stormed in holding their weapons out in front of them… including the Chief.

“Frezee! Place your hooves where we can see them!”

But suddenly, as Dinky tilted her head towards them with an expressionless face, one of the ponies recognized her, “W-w-w-what the… it’s the foal of that Pegasus mare; it’s D-Dinky!”

“What, are you sure?!” questioned the chief.

“That is her, sir, without a doubt; and she’s about to gut that mare with an axe!”

All of them suddenly pointed their weapons at Dinky ready to use them if necessary, which was very likely. But Dinky wasn’t worried, she still had the upper hoof here and she knew it. She just slightly smiled at them while stating…

“Think real carefully about what you do next, fellas. Do you feel lucky?”

Most of the police ponies there were faulting a bit from Dinky’s creepy demeanor not sure of what could happen if they attack; after all, they already heard about everything she has done so far.

“J-j-j-just let the mare go, young filly,” said the Chief, You’ve caused too many deaths already! Just… just let her go!”

Cheerilee was quite relived that they were here and that she had a possible chance to live, but then she started thinking about her students that were already killed by Dinky and suddenly felt that was more important to her.

“F-f-forget about me,” she suddenly spoke out, “just go; find and protect the children!”

The others were kinda shocked at her and were worried for her well- being, “Huh, but what about…”

“I said go!” Cheerilee shouted even louder feeling desperate, “Those children’s lives are more valuable than mine. Find them and protect them from this freakish psycho!”

Suddenly, Dinky turned her intense glare back at the pleading mare… and her smile was completely gone. Cheerilee didn’t mean to say that out loud, but she was too panicked and said without thinking. She suddenly gasped and covered her mouth while looking into Dinky’s angered eyes.

“I-I-I-I’m so sorry, Dinky; I didn’t mean that! Honestly, I didn’t!”

But Dinky had enough, she quickly took the axe she still had and slammed it into Cheerilee’s chest with blood spurting out from her flesh; and a huge blood-curdling scream was heard from her afterwards.

“Damnit,” the Chief dreadfully shouted, “get her!”

All of the police ponies started to shoot continuously at the murderer filly, but all shot kept dissipating at near contact of her. But that was only a distraction as some low-class unicorns launched some of the ring tools at her to cease her magic. Unfortunately, Dinky sensed those too and lifted the axe out of Cheerilee to slash them down.

“Holy s#!t,” muttered on of the ponies in horror.

Dinky then completely turned to them and began shooting down some of the group while others she just lifted in the air and slammed them into random corners of the schoolhouse. Dinky was able to take out that whole group in mere seconds, but all of them were still alive; badly bruised and shot, but still alive.

“Sh-sh-she… didn’t kill us,” groaned the Chief, “But… wh-why…”

“You idiot weaklings couldn’t even listen to single order Cheerliee said,” Dinky scoffed, “None of you are worth slaughtering… at least for now.” She then around back to Cheerilee who was coughing up blood and feeling endless pain in her body, “But she is.”

The last thing Cheerilee saw was the sharp axe floating over her once again and the demented filly grinning evilly at her. She couldn’t take her pain anymore; she wanted to be released from it and no longer suffer. But then, her wish was fulfilled when Dinky slammed the axe’s blade into her body once more. She felt a quick two second jolt of pain, and then… her breath left her.

Afterwards, Dinky nonchalantly walked up to Cheerilee’s body and then laid her drawing on top of her face, “Class dismissed, bitch.”

The others couldn’t believe that they couldn’t save her, this filly became too strong within the two years she was away from Ponyville. They all watched as she calmly went by all of them and stood in the entrance way and told them, “By the way, you can go ahead and protect the remaining Element bearers all you want, but it won’t make any difference. And tell the Mayor… I’m coming for her.”

Then in a flash, she disappeared. The police ponies were still badly wounded not knowing what to do from here, but then the Mayor suddenly rushed in and saw all of the wounded ponies around her.

“What the hell is going on here?!” she shouted

Suddenly, she looked in front of her and saw the horrifying sight of Cheerilee’s dead body with an axe stuck inside it. She walked over to it trembling a bit and looked at the drawing on Cheerilee’s face. Just looking at it frighten her, but also boiled her up inside.

“We tried to stop her,” said one of the other ponies, “but she… sh-sh-she was too quick and t-too strong. It was…”

“I know who it is,” the Mayor responded as she idly walked away from the body being careful not to step in any blood puddles surrounding her.

“Huh?”

The Mayor then told them her reasons, “After everything that has happened and all of the possible scenarios, it all makes sense now. The only thing that shocks me now is how she became so deadly, and why she had the gall to show her face back here… just to do this.”

“Sh-she says that… sh-she’s coming for you too,” said the Chief.

A small chill went down the Mayor’s spine upon hearing what the Chief pony said. But then she shook off refusing to tremble before a psycho. She looked at them with a small angered glare, “Then let her come; I’ve prepared for her thanks to Princess Celestia’s help.”

After seeing her good friend, Cheerilee dead, the Mayor lost any little bit of sympathy she had for the murderer filly and was planning to end her.

“In hindsight I hate to do this to a foal,” she said in a pissed-off manner and then shifted her glasses, “but… when she does finds me… she’s as good as dead.”

Author's Note

Next time, see how this Dinky came to be.