The riddle solver who can't solve riddles
"The first mystery is why he was alone in his room,"
Two ponies calmly stood in a room with crimson red wallpaper, flaking here and there. One was a bold stallion. With a yellow mane and custard coat. He wore a simple, smart, black coat that strangely covered one hoof.
The other pony was dear Fluttershy. Her pink mane neatly hanging in a sweet plait, butterfly clips woven into her mane. she wore a simple green dress with white lacing.
The two ponies where discussing a serious matter. A murder. Several murders in fact. The stallion was the proud detective, determined to solve this case. As Fluttershy listened with a stern look, the detective carried on.
"Sitting in his room drinking a bottle of..."
The detective swiftly looked at Fluttershy noting that she looked extremely ashamed and guilty.
"Poisoned wine," said the detective, a slight menacing tone creeping into his voice.
Silently, as the detective carried on droning in front of Fluttershy, she listened to the three armed detective. The detective pulled a strange smile.
"The reason is simple. He was destined to die!" cackled the detective.
"So who is the culprit? You know who it is for you saw it with your own eyes..." The detective started to prance around Fluttershy, taunting her.
"So who is the culprit? Even if you don't answer I still know, for this crime will end," gabbled on the Detective did.
"The second mystery is,"
Fluttershy tried to walk out of the door but the detective stopped her. With a creepy smile and a convincing nod, the detective pushed her back.
"Why did they all fall into the ocean? Where they pushed? Was the culprit really among them?"
Fluttershy gulped nervously but shook all fear away. Rather daringly, she pulled out a knife that was hidden beneath her dress. Yet, stupidly, the detective did not notice and carried on talking.
"The one fatal mistake to my plan, was the other detective tagged along to it," muttered Fluttershy.
Little did she know the all knowing mind of the detective was deceiving the hidden.
The detective muttered those taunting words again,
"So who is the culprit?"
Using the hoof he had covered up, her snatched Fluttershy's last resort away by flicking the knife away.
"So who is the culprit? Come on say the name! Say the name of the pony in front of you!" screeched the detective properly revealing the hoof he had hidden to properly show that it was sodden in a deep crimson blood that stained his yellow fur.
So the murderer was revealed.
The murderer or our detective carried on speaking while Fluttershy carried on shaking.
"You know, I really did not want you to find out, but since I am being merciful than hurry. If you want to get away alive…"
"So who is the culprit? Go! Go quick or my hooves shall kill you!" said the detective his voice cracking as if he was chocking on tears yet his pupils went small as he lost all his sanity.
He grabbed Fluttershy's neck and pressed tighter and tighter.
"So who is the culprit?"
Fluttershy squirmed around as she tried to breath a gasp of air.
"You know! It the sin was done in front of your eyes!" screamed the murderer.
Fluttershy remembered.
The door creaked open. Fluttershy daintily stepped in. She saw what was on the floor and stopped. She saw a body of the host. Lord Goth. His body was lying on the floor as if he was alive. His body in the same position he had died in.
"Shhhhhhhhhh,"
Fluttershy looked ahead of her. It was the detective. Beneath his hooves was a bottle of wine.
"Not a word Flutters… Not a word." The detective spoke, his voice a lot higher than usual.
'Is he drunk?' thought Fluttershy.
She looked at the detectives mouth. There was a knife. Full of crimson blood. Fluttershy gasped and shut her eyes. When she opened them the detective was gone, but the knife was not. Now it was in the Lord Goths back.
"So who is the culprit?" The murderer said the words that Fluttershy had to answer.
"Come on! Say my name! Say my name!" The detective let go of Fluttershy.
"The murderer…" Fluttershy tried to say, but the words tried to stay hidden.
The murderer's eyes widened.
"The murderer is… You. Detective Len,"
Len's eyes shined with glee. He grabbed the knife that he had snatched from Fluttershy. Her eyes widened as he put it to his neck.
A sinner must pay for his sins
And he pulled the knife through as Fluttershy stared.
Goodbye Detective and Murderer Len.
Ever since I was little, my only thoughts were of men in red capes. Dreaming that one day I could be one of them. It was a young and innocent dream and I did not know what it did cause me to do.
After that I did my best to help others like a super hero would. I picked up litter, saved cute little critters that Fluttershy was bawling her eyes out because it was stuck in a tree. I also told bullies to pick on there own size. Like that terrible twosome uh... I forgot their names! Wait it was... Diamond Tiara and Silver Butt or something... No Silver Spoon! I punished silly thieves and always did the right thing!
And just like my Super Hero fantasy man, I shall aim a little higher! I shall administer justice around the world!
And as I see a pony in trouble I will say, not at all embarrassed.
"Leave it to me because I am a super hero!"
I leap down two the thieves and point my hoof at them.
"I won't forgive your petty crimes!" I shout. My voice seemed very superior.
And after fighting so many deadly battles, like trying to fight a bear when it took Apple Jack's "Super Duper Derpy Muffin!" That was made for Derps only, and won the epic battle! I came up with one theory that diminished all other theories into the darkness.
My theory is... That the real evil is not on the streets... It is the Government!
As I think up the greatest plot to over throw the Government it does not really matter if a few innocent lives are lost in the process!
But it is a easy thing to understand! This is all to stop the real enemy!
I know what I am doing is a good thing, as i punch mercilessly through the crowds of royal guards. As I see blood rush up to my eyes it seems like the guards keep reproducing and keep attacking. I carry on kicking and punching at my goal. I realise it is time for retreat and start to run away.
But carry on following me for I am a super hero! It is time for a change in the world.
I don't care whether you call me a murderer! Say I am insane! Hang wanted posters of me across the street. None of these things will back me down! For it is you that is evil! I will mutter those words and rip up the poster.
As the guards grab my arms and try to pull me away they call me a terrorist! But that's insane! I shout words until my throat is hoarse.
"This is stupid! Let me go! Where do you think you are taking me! I am just trying to help!"
I will protect this town, this country, this world! I am a great and noble hero! Tears prick my eyes as I get shut into a world of darkness.
This was not how the television said it would work out! I should defeat this evil and win! All I wanted was to be like an amazing super hero, that was all...
As I sit in my small cell. I know I am not insane. The princess is wrong. And justice is not lost. A new hero that will carry my will, will appear and defeat the true evil.
