You sit in your chair. Staring at the little screen, now displaying nothing but static. Twilight pushes a button on her dashboard and the static turns to black.

"How... could you even stand doing these to your friends"

"I couldn't. But I learned to. Science is important. We kill one to save thousands. It just works that way"

"That's not how it works! It just isn't right!"

"Tell me, Mr. Neptune, if you had to be killed in the most gruesome way possible for the entire Equestria to survive, would you accept?"

"Of course!"

"Looks like we have a hero here. But here's where it gets hard. Would you sacrifice one of your children, or your wife, or anyone immensely dear to you to save the entire world? But if you didn't sacrifice them, you and a handful of people you hold dear will survive, but the rest of the world dies in that gruesome way..."

"I-I-I don't know!"

"Precisely. Only a true hero would sacrifice someone dear to them for the world. No matter how hard it would be for them. You may be a hero in your own way, but unless you can do that, you will never be a 'true hero'. I am a true hero... Anyway, next telegram please."

You pick up the third telegram, but from the starting paragraph, you can already tell who the victim is.

This isn't working. I need someone who won't fight back, or at least can't. Rainbow Dash was too strong. I was thinking on maybe searching for Applejack, but after my experience with Rainbow, I figured that she would kill me in an instant. Plus, her disappearance years ago caused her to be presumed dead, so for all I know, she isn't even alive. I need someone timid. Which is why I've decided to pay a visit to Fluttershy in Manehatten.

"How is she going to help? I thought you needed someone strong?", you inquire.

"I've gone back to my original plan, to test the serum instead. Obviously, Pinkie had an allergic reaction which caused her to die, but if Fluttershy doesn't react to the allergic reaction, I could safely test it on her".

"Alright...", you agree.

I've decided to conduct the test in the local lab of Manehatten. Fluttershy followed me into the lab, unknowingly of course. We waited until the lab was shut down at night and we hid in the most well-equipped lab belonging to a man named Father Pluto.

"Father Pluto? You broke into my grand-uncle's lab?", you ask shocked.

"Interesting", Twilight says blatantly, "Perhaps it was fate that brought you here, Mr. Neptune. Your grand-uncle was a great man. They say he was the Father of Equestrian Cloning. He was the first to clone a dragon."

"He was a great man, wasn't he"

"His son, on the other hand..."

"He was a trouble-maker, that one. He got my grand-uncle arrested somehow".

"And his son? How old was he? Occupation?"

"By do you want to know about my cousin", you ask confusedly, "My family, for that matter".

"Because I heard that Pinkie was married to a cardiologist"

"That's... my cousin."

"Hmm... thought so. How come he didn't help her out of poverty"

"They divorced for... some reason, I don't know. But she was always like a sister to me", you laugh and then say, "My kids loved her. They always went to the cupcake stall to eat cupcakes and play around with her son".

"Interesting", Twilight says, "Alright, enough chatting, continue with the telegram".

Fluttershy was afraid. I tried my best to keep her calm but she was terrified. In the end, I managed to strap her to the table. It took me a while to learn about Father Pluto's equipment. In the end, I tested for the enzyme. Sadly, she did have the enzyme. But I couldn't let her go now. I'd get arrested! If not for experimenting on somebody, I'd be arrested for breaking into the lab!

It took me a lot of stress, but eventually, I came to the conclusion that I would "get rid of" Fluttershy. Dispose of her, basically. Luckily, Father Pluto had some poison that would kill her slowly.

I'm so sorry. I had to.

You squint your eyes in disgust and disbelief at the rest of the paragraph. You notice that the paper is crinkled here and there, signifying that it had been stained by tears.

Look, I know I said I'd do it painlessly, but this was the best chance I had at testing my serum. Well the one farmed with the enzyme. The poison one. It was the perfect opportunity! I couldn't let such an opportunity to waste! The following paragraphs describe how the serum 1, which is the name I gave the current one, affected the body.

You look at Twilight. At this point you aren't surprised at the fact that she'd do such a thing, "That is unnecessary".

Twilight glares at you and answers slightly defensively, "I was a young scientist trying out new things. It was a great opportunity".

The enzyme seems to react with the anesthetic when in a nutritious environment. That nutritious environment being the blood. The reaction apparently needs nutrients to function, which is why in order to contain it, I've isolated it. Sort of like a virus outside of a body. Once injected into a body, it uses the nutrients to function and reacts with the blood. Because Fluttershy had the enzyme in her already, the serum seemed to react quickly causing some sort of manifestation in the blood cells. Something very interesting about this reaction is that the red blood cells seem to be attracted to it. Sort of like how red blood cells are more attracted to Carbon Monoxide than Carbon Dioxide.

I've noticed that the reaction also seems to release some sort of gas. I'm unable to test the gas as of now, since I couldn't organize the equipment fast enough, but if I get another chance, I will most definitely try to test it. Her veins began to swell because of the gas and well, such danger is unavoidable... for her

... with me.

But nonetheless it was an interesting and spectacular sight to witness the reaction between the two materials and the manifestation and attraction of the blood cells to that particular manifestation.

Your place your palm on your forehead and let out a deep sigh. Spectacular? There's nothing spectacular watching your friend die. Even if it means witnessing cellular manifestation... right?

"Are all of these telegrams about you experimenting on your victims? Are none of these actual valuable letters to your parents that actually showed emotion? At all?".

"..."

"Say something".

"That telegram was full of emotion".

"No. It wasn't".

"I was saddened. Didn't you notice?"

"No".

"That's probably because I was overcome with happiness".

You cringe at the fact that she was 'overcome with happiness', "I'm going to start the next telegram now. I just want to get over with this"

Author's Note

I'm pretty sure this one is a lot shorter than the others, but I hope it's enough.

-frostbitethepegasus