My name is Sunshine.

They said I was a violent, sociopathic madpony.

They're wrong.

I have morals. They're just different from theirs.

They locked me up, bound me to a table, and did all in their power to unlock the secrets of my mind.

It's a shame most secrets are meant to be kept hidden.

They told me they wanted to help me.

To fix me.

You can't fix what's not broken.

Then they put me to sleep.

For years.

Probably threw away the key, too, bastards.

Shame somepony didn't want me to disappear quite yet.

A murderer is on the prowl in Ponyville, the town where all harbor secrets, and I have to find him.

Or her. I don't gender-discriminate.

Aaaaaaand ponies keep trying to be my friends.

Don't they know all friends die in the end?


A side story to Assassin of Kings and Queens