Murders of Canterlot

Canterlot. The capital of Equestia, homeland of the Pony race.

It's the place of ponies' dreams coming true, where one may find luck of starting a business, meeting royalty or even meeting one's true love. Be it night or day, the city contains all one would desire.

Tonight was a cold night, clear sky and small breeze throughout the city. Where one mare was walking home from a night of partying.

This mare was a mid-class unicorn with a pretty pink dress. Her blue coat and amber mane and tail would attract almost all the stallions, especially if one gets lucky enough to stare into her ruby eyes. Now she had a bit too much to drink and thus she'd managed somehow to find herself lost in a small alleyway one might use to get from the marketing square and into the highest of noble sociality. She swayed a bit, creating enough noise to scare an alley cat from out of a bin. She stopped for second to think straight.

"Come on, Bell Ring" The mare said as she shook her head quickly. "You don't live with those stuck up nobles, and you most certainly don't go down a dirty old alleyway"

She chuckled at her stupidity and turned away, heading back out of the alleyway. She would of moved on if she didn't felt like something was wrong, as if she was being watched and what creeps her the most, being followed. She turned her head slowly to see what is standing behind her. She didn't want to, but she felt like she must, like she didn't have a choice. She turned and turned her head until...

Until she saw nothing. There was nothing out of the normal bins and dirt. She sighed happily, knowing it was just her mind playing tricks. She then once again walked out of the alleyway, about to sing a little tune when...

"Pardon me" a voice was heard from behind the mare. She stopped dead from her walking, eyes widening from hearing the voice. "But I request some help, would you be a dear and help?" The voice sounded male and in a friendly tone. The mare didn't turn her head, nor does she wanted to anyway. She just swallowed nervously.

"And w-what help might that be, sir?" The mare asked nervously, frightened from the sudden voice from behind.

"Just some questions, that's all my dear" the voice replied, in the same friendly tone as before. "Like are you a unicorn? My eyes are just terrible" the voice chuckled warmly.

"Y-yes I am" the mare chuckled with the voice, unsure if chuckling with the voice would keep her safe.

"The other one is why are you doing here alone in the night? Don't you have a friend?" The voice asked, concerned on the mare's safety.

"Well I... I just came out of a party and now I'm heading home" the mare said as she tried to slowly walk away without the voice noticing her action.

"Ah good, good" the voice warmly said. "Just one more question, my dear" the mare was overjoyed in her mind when she heard the voice requesting one last question. She wonder what it could be.

"Won't you please turn around?"

The mare's face dropped. She began to sweat. She didn't want to, in the back of her mind she wanted to leg it, run as fast as she can. But the voice was being friendly and innocent, all he wanted to know is if she okay and what race she was. She did what the voice said and turned her head slowly, sweating still as her mind began to wonder who it is. She turned her head to face where the voice was coming from. What she saw made her skin pale.

"That's a good unicorn"

Morning arrived and the city of Canterlot was in shock.

Murder, there was a murder in this fair city and it happened over night. Early morning was when the body was found and where guards arrived to settle down the panicking city ponies. It was only eight o'clock when the detectives arrived at the scene of the crime.

Detective Glowing Fact, a orange coat unicorn mare wearing a grey coat that covered most of her body. With her was her assistant Detective Glare Fair, a yellow coat earth pony stallion carrying a notebook in his bag that was on his back. They got past the local guards with their badges and went in the alleyway with some ponies watching them, concerned on what had happened in that alley.

Already inside was a group of ponies wearing masks over their snorts and was analysing everything that happened in the alleyway. One of them- a green earth pony mare- was analysing the corpse that was laying flat on her back with stab wounds in her chest and a half broken horn. Her eyes was still open, showing nothing but dread and fear in this once beautiful pony.

"Greeting" Detective Fact called the mare as she showed her badge. "I'm Detective Glowing Fact and this is my assistant; Detective Glare Fair. I take it that you are in charge of your little group?"

"That I am" The mare answered with a nod. "I'm Heart Dawn"

"Give us what you know so far" Fact said with a serious tone as Glare Fair got out his notebook and begins to write.

"Well" Heart Dawn began as she went back at the body. "The attack happened late in yesterday's night, around one or two o'clock. Victim we believe is one miss Bell Ring, local worker of the Tea Rest Café in the marketing square"

"Cause of death?" Glowing Fact asked as she raised an eyebrow whilst Glare continued writing.

"Multiple stab wounds indicates that it was a quick but painful killing, although she might of struggle or dodged a lot that'll explain why her horn got broken off" Dawn examined the body even more as well as close the mare's eyes.

"Multiple stabbing and killing quickly" Glare said as he finished writing. "What you think Fact, magic or physical?"

"Let me see" the detective replied with her horn glowing a crimson red, scanning the area for any glue on who the killer could be. She scanned and scanned, but couldn't find anything.

"Strange..." Fact muttered as she put a hoof on her chin.

"What is it?" Her assistant asked.

"Nothing" Fact answered in confusion. "I got nothing, no magical trace. It's like, nothing happened here"

"But that's impossible" Glare looked through his notebook. "Every living thing has a magical trace. Ponies, Griffins, heck even stones and sticks has got one"

"Umm, detectives?" Called Heart Dawn. "You may wanna see this"

The detectives headed towards Dawn, who was waiting for them to see what she spotted. She pointed at the corpse's neck, where she and the detectives saw it. There was what looked like someone tried to strangle the life out of the mare. Bruises and cut mark was all over the neck, barbarically to say the least.

"What are we looking at, Dawn?" Glare asked with a worry yet serious tone in his voice.

"The victim's throat seemed to be the most brutal beside the stab wounds, meaning that the killer went for the throat first before anything else, probably to cut off oxygen and to provide her from calling for help"

As the two chatted. Glowing Fact decided to scan the corpse, trying to get enough information before investigating. She scanned the body... Nothing. She scanned twice to make sure she wasn't dreaming or making a mistake. The result was the same. This was serious, more than they realised.

"Detective Glare" Fact said with the most serious voice she could muster. "She doesn't have a trace on her neither"

"What?" Fair gasped in disbelief. "That's impossible, that completely breaks all the rules of magic"

"Which is why we need to see the princesses at once" Fact said as she and Glare headed out of the alleyway. "For whatever that thing is, is something that even Tartarus wouldn't even want in its cells"