Conclusion

by FicFacFlac

Rating: teen
Tags: Vice-Principal Luna, Equestria Girls, Mystery, Suicide / Self Harm, Tragedy, Profanity, Principal Celestia, Death, Sunset Shimmer, Twilight Sparkle, Main 7 (EqG), Sad
Length: 6290

Sunset has just committed suicide. The girls, however, believe otherwise.

Sunset Shimmer was highly known ever since the Fall Formal incident. That is, until she unexpectedly commited suicide, via knife to the chest. They came to the conclusion that it was depression which lead her to take her own life away.

However, not everyone agrees.

Together, the rest of the Mane gather clues and information, in an effort to find the real reason behind her suicide.

That is, if it is suicide to begin with.

Published 2018-12-17 01:20:01 UTC
Last updated 2018-12-23 18:43:42 UTC

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Author's Note

Hey there y’all, so quick reminder before starting to read this. It is my first fanfic, so I’m not so good with the description of things. And I usually leave them like that so the readers can imagine it on their own. That way you can experience it in a different and more open scenario.

So if you want to read this, get your imagination running wild.

Lemme know if you have some ideas or tips for writing fanfics. I really do appreciate and need them, since I’m ass at writing.

Hope y’all enjoy.

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Celestia rubs her temples, as she stares into Luna’s eyes, in full despair and nervousness. She was holding a slip of paper, which was folded to cover the writing inside.

“I-I, just can’t believe it, Luna. Sure, she did horrible things, but she didn’t deserve this. Not like this.”

“I know it’s hard for you, but it is the truth. She did it to herself. She was the one who chose her path. And there’s nothing you can do about it, Celestia. You know that.”

Celestia’s eyes suddenly became blurry, filled with tears. She wipes them off and sits up straight, looking back down at Luna.

“I suppose your right, Now, we have an announcement to deliver.”

Luna nods. And together, they leave the principals office, straight to the Rainboom’s class.

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Back at the classroom, RD opens up her phone under the desk, checking the barrage of texts she sent the last 2 days.

“Hey, do you guys know what happened to Sunset? She hasn’t even seen my messages.”

The other 5 shrugs.

“Mine too. She’s been incognito since Friday last week. Since today’s Monday, that means it has been 3 days now.” Fluttershy replies.

AJ gives a glance at Fluttershy. “Let’s just hope she’s okay. Maybe she’s in a situation or somethin’.”

RD was the first to respond. “If she’s in a situation, then she would’ve called us for help! But this time, it’s nothing. No text, no calls, no nothing. Something’s wrong with her, and we have to find out what.”

Immediately as she says her sentence, Principal Celestia enters the classroom, with Vice Principal Luna beside her. RD quickly hides her phone inside her track’s pocket.

“Good morning, class. Now, I’m only here to give some news, and it’s not long.”

Everybody stares at her, awaiting the news.

“It appears, that one of our students...” she says, as her eyes begin to fill up, again.

“Has left us.”

Shock begins to flood inside the student’s system.

They all couldn’t believe it.

Somebody died.

Somebody. Died.

“And the student, is Sunset Shimmer.”

“Cause of death, suicide.”

“We found her yesterday, at her home.”

For a full second, the Rainbooms were stunned. Their best friend, Sunset Shimmer, the Sunset Shimmer, has left them for good. The one, who had beaten Midnight, the one who had saved Everfree from impending doom, the one, who cared most about them, is dead.

Dead by her own hands.

“The funeral is set at 3 pm, in which all students are dismissed from school. Everybody is allowed to attend.

To her surprise, it was Twilight who shed the first tear.

“You can’t be serious, Principal Celestia! Sunset wouldn’t have committed suicide! I know she wouldn’t!!”

“What Twilight said is right. No way, our friend, our goddamn friend, for fuck’s sake, would have done something like that to herself!” AJ added. The other students look at her in tears.

“I know what you all are handling is har-“ Celestia says, just before Rarity cuts her short.

“Hard!? HARD!? This is a monstrosity! Our friend, just killed herself, mind you, and your calling this HARD?! ARE YOU FUCKING OUT OF YOUR MIND?!”

Fluttershy look’s over to Rarity, her eyes already flooding with tears. “C-Calm down, Rarity, let her finish.”

“Thank you, Fluttershy. As I was saying, I know what you all are handling is hard, but it is the truth. There’s nothing you can do about it, girls. It’s already happened.”

The Rainbooms look at each other’s broken faces, hoping whatever Principal Celestia just said, wasn’t true.

Of course it was.

Nonetheless, none of them didn’t believe it.

None of them wanted to.

“D-Did she said goodbye? Like, a note, or something?” said Pinkie Pie.

“Unfortunately, no.”

And, just like that, she left.

Without a saying.

A conclusion without an end.

A formal end.

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It’s now 3 pm.

The funeral.

The girls all wore black outfits, each bringing a white flower, which supposedly meant the flower of purity.

All of them went to funeral, located at the Canterlot Cemetery. They all said their goodbyes and left their flowers and gifts at the grave, as a symbol of goodbye. The last goodbye.

A goodbye Sunset never gave.

Of course, tears flowed through every single person, as they watched the grave which held the remains of Sunset. They gave hugs to each other, and filled some inspiration for the Rainbooms. Sure, it patched up some of the pain, but not fully. They still felt the emptiness inside of their soul. The emptiness that will never leave them. That will always haunt them, no matter where they go, or how attached their friendship becomes.

In a way, her death had became a wake up call to everybody. To respect and treat everybody equally. To always remember, that even if somebody had a bad history, or a bad personality, for that matter, he or she will always deserve life. No matter the negativity.

After the funeral, the Rainbooms had a small talk with each other. Of course, it was small, since none of them wanted to talk.

They were all too broken to talk.

“S-so, y’all got somethin’ to say to Sunset, before, y’know, we leave?” AJ speaks up.

None of them answered. They all had already said their own goodbyes, and, of course, their personal things. They had nothing left to tell. They spilled everything to her.

All except Twilight.

“I do, actually.”

She immediately walks up to the gravestone, and holds it tightly, with her head looking down on the dirt. The girls back up a little, in order to give her some personal space. Her eyes suddenly became a flowing river, with tears dripping out of it.

“Sunset, I know you can’t hear me, but I have something to tell you.” she says, stumbling on her words.

“I-I, I loved you.”

“I loved you more than anything I’ve ever imagined before. You were my guide, and will always be. Ever since you saved me from Midnight, I’ve always been so in to you.”

“You had power, you had passion, and most importantly, you had courage. Courage to move on, and leave your past behind.”

“I even thought to myself, if I can propose you to be my wife. Sure, it is bisexual, but I didn’t care. I was just so in to you.”

“And now, I can’t do anything. I’m so sorry, Sunset. If I was a little early, I would’ve had the chance. Now, I don’t. Just because of my dumb hesitation.”

“You know, I’ve wondered, what caused you to do this to yourself. Was it because of our friendship? Was it because of your fear, whether you wouldn’t meet our expectations or not? Or was it because of your fear, you’ll turn evil again?”

She hesitates.

“Whatever it was, you did what you thought was best.”

“And I’m proud of that.”

She lets go of the gravestone, with a heavy heart.

“Goodbye, Sunset Shimmer.”

“You will never be forgotten.”

She pauses for a second, before continuing.

“You have my word on that.”

Hunch

Author's Note

Oh man, how did anxiety killed me while I was making this shit.

Here’s another chapter for y’all, and in case you’re wondering, yes, I don’t have a schedule for this. Maybe one chapter per 2 days can do.

Godamn, when I was writing this, my anxiety was sky high. I was just hell nervous (and sad cus this chapter is bad af) while writing this.

Enjoy, y’all.

Hunch

Hunch

Thursday, was in fact, a holiday that day, so the Rainbooms had some time on their own, which they put up to good use. RD messaged them about a serious concern she has, and decided to let them know about it.

RD: hey, girls, i think i have something to tell you all.

AJ: alright, i’m listening.

RD: okay then, but i don’t think messaging should be a good way.

Fluttershy: so, you like, wanna meet up or something?

RD: i guess that could be good.

(Pinkie Pie has joined the chat room)

Pinkie Pie: hey girls! whatcha talking about?

AJ: RD got somethin she wanna discuss.

RD: so, like I was saying, maybe the cafe sounds nice? 2 pm.

Fluttershy: i guess i can go there in time.

AJ: same as me.

Pinkie Pie: okie dokie!

RD: alright then! meet you guys there!

AJ: wait a sec. how bout twilight and rarity? we cant just leave them hangin just like that.

RD: do you guys have their number? maybe we can tell her bout it.

Pinkie Pie: i do! i have all of our numbers, just in case i wanna do a party.

RD: we’ll leave you up to that, Pinkie. seeya!

Once Pinkie Pie had told them about the meet up, they immediately went to Sugarcube Cafe, right around the time of 2 pm. Coincidentally, all of them went ahead to the cemetery to see Sunset, and met with each other there. They talked about the good times while on the way to the cafe.

Of course, the good times were the past.

This is the present.

The bitter black present.

Once arrived, they picked a table and talked about RD’s problem.

“So, RD, whatcha wanna say again?” AJ asks.

“I-Ive been thinking lately, about Sunset.” RD says, and immediately the girls turn their heads over to her, obviously interested.

“Specifically how she died.”

“It doesn’t make any sense. What’s her motive to leave us like that? There’s just no reason whatsoever. It doesn’t make any sense.”

Rarity, who was still sipping her tea that she ordered, was the most intrigued.

“Darling, you have to understand. She’s dead. There’s no way we can bring her back.”

“She’s right. And I doubt Equestrian magic is gonna do any good.” Pinkie adds.

“That’s not what I’m trying to say.” RD contemplates.

“Then, what are you trying to say, dear?”

“I’m trying to say, that this isn’t suicide we’re dealing with.”

She continues.

“It’s murder.”

The others gasp in shock, as they try to make any sense out of her saying.

Out of the others, Twilight was the first to respond.

“She’s right. There’s just simply no way she would leave us.”

Fluttershy doesn’t side. “What if it was depression? She did do some bad things before the Fall Formal, not to mention the Fall Formal itself.”

“She’s already paid of her debt. Just think of it. How many times did she saved us, or at least, tried to? Nobody in the school holds a grudge on her anymore.” She responds, whilst launching herself of her seat, balling up her fists, in anger.

AJ retaliates. “But, Twilight, what if she doesn’t want to hurt us? She turned to a ragin’ demon once, I bet she doesn’t wanna do it agai-“

“IF she can turn to a demon, then she would have trusted us to defeat her, GODDAMNIT!” she screamed, in an outrage.

All of the girls turn to a sudden silence.

They, without intention, broke her.

Broke the very essence of Twilight.

“SHE DID EVERYTHING FOR US, AND YOU THINK SHE WOULDN’T GIVE A SHIT?! OF COURSE SHE FUCKING DOES! SHE TRUSTED US WITH HER GODAMN LIFE, AND WE DID TOO. SO WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TO THINK SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW IF WE CAN BEAT HER?!”

She stopped, only to sit back down and began crying.

She immediately looks over to the other 5, and guilt begins to fill her system.

She had no right to do that to her friends.

But yet she did.

And she regrets it. A lot.

She faces over to AJ, holding her arms.

“I-I’m so sorry, AJ. I didn’t know what happened to me. All of a sudden I became a godamn cunt, and hurt your feelings. Even thought you did absolutely nothing to me. I feel like such a bitch.”

AJ, even though her eyes were filled with tears, had the strength to speak up.

“I know you didn’t mean it. You were, just, out of ‘ya mind, y’know? No need to apologise.”

“Thanks AJ.”

“Don’t mention it, Twilight.”

“It’s just that, ever since Sunset was gone, things were starting to get tough. I just can’t get her out of my head. Even though I should, but, I just. Can’t.” Twilight says, her head looking down to the ground, in bitter sadness.

Rarity was the first to respond, with Pinkie Pie afterwards.

“We’re all like that, darling. Sure, she’s gone, but that doesn’t mean we need to forget her.”

“What she said. I even have her phone number, still.”

Twilight immediately wipes off her tears, and continue to speak.

“Principal Celestia told me yesterday, about Sunset’s keys. She said that she would give it to me tomorrow, because of her meeting this Monday. And since the police crossed her death off as suicide, the crime scene hasn’t been cleaned up yet. She was hoping for me to wait until they come, and then give them the keys.”

“So, the police is gonna come at Monday?” Fluttershy asks.

Twilight immediately answers her short question. “Yes.”

“I guess that means you wanna take matters to your hands, then?” RD contemplates, with her hands crossed together, topped off with a grin smile. Twilight’s cheeks suddenly turn dark crimson, blushing over RD’s words.

“Yes, I do. Look, I know not all of you want to agree with this, and I don’t give a damn. This is a dark road I’m going, and I’m not bringing you all down with me.”

For a second, the cafe was silent.

Until they stood up to her words.

“Who says your bringing us down?” Pinkie exclaims.

Fluttershy was quick to speak. “We’re volunteering.”

“Your not going alone.” Rarity adds.

“Not to mention, we’ll be way more awesome if we catch this killer!” RD says.

Twilight, still in shock, and self proud, looks over to the 5 again. But this time, guilt wasn’t present.

Hope was.

“I don’t care about fame, or name, or anything, really.”

She continues.

“All I want is vengeance. To make it up to Sunset.”

“Even if this is a murder, I wanna make her proud.”

“She helped us before, in amounts we can’t even count. If we catch this criminal, we’ll pay it off.”

“For Sunset.” Twilight says.

The others nod in agreement, before exclaiming in unison.

“For Sunset.”

Fact

Author's Note

Hell, did this took a while.

Just be prepared for the next chapter. No guarantees on date, but it’s sure to be a fucking unexpected plot reveal.

Take care, y’all.

Fact

Fact

“So, Twilight, you sure about this? If your not, I can give it to your friends.” Celestia asks, holding Sunset’s keys firmly on her hand. They met up at the school’s faculty lot, where Twilight was waiting after school.

Twilight was fast to react. “Yes, Principal Celestia. I’m sure about it.”

“Good. I hope you can give this to the police next week. Make sure you don’t do anything inside there, thought, you can be charged if your not careful.”

“I understand.”

“Well, it’s evening now, and I better get going. Here’s the keys, and oh! I forgot to tell you, the police will be there by Monday evening, so make sure you’re there when they arrive.”

Twilight nods over to the principal.

“See you later, Principal Celestia!” she says, while waving her hand over to her, as she walks to her car.

Immediately, she grins.

Now, they can begin.

Without hesitation, she rushes over to her friends, which were waiting at the statue-less podium. She smiles at them and raises the keys she was holding sky high.

“Got it.” she says. The others didn’t laugh, instead, they just smiled at Twilight, making her quite concern about the situation.

“I-Is there something that you guys mind? If you do, I don’t.”. Of course there were some things here and there they find uncomfortable, but right now, they don’t care. No matter what happens, their in.

One way or another.

“Let me get this straight. You wanna go to her house, use the key, get inside, find the evidence, and crack this case?” Pinkie Pie asks.

Twilight looks over at her with a glance. “In a straight forward way, yes.”

“Okie dokie!”

“C’mon now. We have a scene to investigate.”

The others cry in unison, as they make their way to Sunset’s condominium. Fortunately, It wasn’t that long of a walk, so they had time to make it, right before twilight.

While walking, Twilight had some thoughts. What if this is rather suicide, and not murder? If that’s the case, then why bother? What if this ‘killer’ catches us, too?

For a moment, she forces her mind to stop to a holt.

No.

There’s no way that’s going to happen. If it is suicide, then consider it as trying. They did do their best, and there’s nothing wrong with that. There shouldn’t be anything wrong with that. If it were to be considered, it might be possible to be justice as it is.

“Twilight, you okay there? You just, kinda stopped.” Applejack exclaimed. Twilight didn’t realize it immediately, but she had stopped on the sidewalk, all while deep in her thoughts. She blushes over to Applejack, and keeps her head down.

“Y-Yeah, I’m okay. Got carried away there for a second.”

Applejack smiles over to Twilight, obviously relieved. “Glad to hear that.”

The continue walking, which might’ve taken them roughly 10 minutes. They were quick to realize that it was approaching twilight already, and they have to get there in time.

They stopped over Sunset’s condo, which was painted in full red. The lights were all closed out, and the door was locked shut. Good thing they had the key, or else they had nothing to do. The 6 glances over at her house, with Twilight being right in front of the door. She exhales her breath, as she begins to put the key in the slot.

Rarity however, was quite concerned.

“Your sure you want to do this, darling?”

She stutters for a second, before picking up where she left of.

“I mean, we did establish this plan, but it looks like your not quite, ready yet, dear.”

This, made Twilight pissed.

‘Just who the fuck did she think she is, telling me that I’m isn’t ‘ready’ to face of our soon to be captured criminal?’

‘Of course I am, bitch! I was the one

She calmed herself down, believing that anger is just going to make this a hell of a lot of ruckus. Instead, she decided to plays it slow and steady. She holds a deep breath in, and exhales it out, topping it off with a fake smile.

“Yes. Yes I am.”

And she opens the now unlocked door.

Inside was quite spacious, considering her condo was smaller than any other in the streets. However, the house was in a complete mess. Board game pieces scattered along the tiles of the floor, the fridge being opened, with it’s groceries being outside. But something seems to be off.

The body.

The blood.

It isn’t here.

That can only mean one thing.

Upstairs.

They glance over the stairs, which lead to Sunset’s bed. They knew that they would find the body sooner or later, but right now, all of their mental preparation was useless. Nobody wanted to go upstairs. They were just too mortified to find their friend’s laying corpse.

They faced death already, and now, the remnants of death.

“Ma guess she’s up there.” Applejack says, her gaze moving over to Twilight. Ever since the Sugarcube Cafe outburst, they all made Twilight as the head of the plan. Just because they didn’t know what’s ahead.

They didn’t want to know what’s ahead.

But of course, this is for Sunset.

How can they not accept it?

Rainbow Dash looks at the other 5, questioning them.

“Soooo, who’s gonna go?”

Immediately they look over to Twilight.

“Godamnit, just because I was close to her, doesn’t mean I need to do this!”

They remained their gaze, obviously putting pressure on her. Finally, after about a minute of silence, she sighs, ang agrees.

“A-Alright. I’ll do it.”

And with that, she sets foot on the stairs, making her way up.

The first thing she saw was her bed, along with a journal, located near the bed itself. Surprisingly, the bed nor the journal was scattered. Everything else, however, did.

Upon arrival upstairs, she screamed.

There, laid Sunset’s body, with a knife held limply on her arms. There seems to be a stab wound, located on the stomach. Blood was everywhere, spattered in ways Twilight can’t even bear. With that, her vision turns black, as she hears her friends rushing up to her.

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She opens her eyes, as she begins to comprehend what just happened. Why was she on the sofa? Wasn’t she upstairs?

Oh, right. She passed out.

She quickly rushes over to her friends, who were still gazing over Sunset’s dead body.

“Girls, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mea-“

“It’s alright, Twilight. Besides, we kinda knew that would happen.” RD stutters, as she speaks to Twilight. Her voice tells it all. Even the RD she knows, the one who was always in her A-game, the one who was the most unintimidated, was scared. Shocked, even. To see their friend, being limp and lifeless as possible.

Twilight rushes over to Sunset’s hand, all while putting on her gloves that she was carrying inside her pockets. She gently grabs over the knife that was on the hand, and pulled it over.

“I can bring this over for autopsy later. Does somebody have a Ziplock bag, or something?”

“I-I do.” Fluttershy says, while giving her a bag that she brought over, including a box full of it inside her school backpack.

“Thanks.”

She places the knife gently inside, and orders the others.

“I suggest we take photos of this. When the police arrives, they will tear this place apart, and the scene goes with it, too.”

They agree, before Pinkie interrupts them.

“That’s all good, but what is that?”

She points her finger to the blood next to the body, which looked like a sribble of some sort. To them, of course.

But Twilight knows this all to well.

“That’s....Old Ponish.”

And with that, they knew Sunset had a message to tell.

The conclusion that they were hoping for.

The conclusion, which will bring on another story.

A story of vengeance.

Release

Author's Note

Welp, I did it.

Enjoy, y’all.

Release

Applejack was the first to question Twilight, with RD following her.

“Whatdaya mean, Old Ponish?”

“Never heard of it before.”

“Sunset told me about this once. She usually used this kind of writing to share personal information with Princess Twilight, on her journal.”

Twilight stutters on her words, probably still shocked and broken by the body of her loved one, but continued her sentence.

“To us, it looks like gibberish. But to the ponies of Equestria...”

Rarity came in just at the right moment, finishing Twilight’s sentence.

“..it’s their language.”

“Exactly.”

Pinkie Pie looks over to Twilight, her eyes in full excitement.

Well, it’s not really excitement, due to the body in front of them.

“Well then, what are we waiting for? Lead the way, Twilight!”

She stops for a moment, and took some time to tell the girls the news.

“I-I can’t. I only know what Old Ponish is, but I don’t know how to decode it. If I would have done it on my own, it would take a very long time.”

Applejack gave out a little sigh. “Guess we have to find another way.”

They all look down in utter despair. The last words, or rather, the last message of Sunset, just laying right there, open wide, and yet, they can’t do shit about it.

Unless, of course, a price is paid.

Suddenly, Twilight had a bright idea. She immediately ran towards the bed, being careful not to ruin it, and picked up Sunset’s journal, lying on one top. She scooped it up, and brought it back to the girls, which were already downstairs. Guess they didn’t want to look at the corpse no longer.

And Twilight doesn’t blame them. Hell, why would she?

She rushed back downstairs, her face with a full smile.

She raises the journal sky high, practically making sure all of her friends know her scheme. And they did. But instead of agreeing, they were hesitant. RD to be exact.

“You sure about this Twilight?”

Twilight made a shocked face at RD.

“Of course I am! We can contact the princess about the symbols, let her come over and decode it for us!!” It was clear that she had a plan, but she didn’t really think about it that much. There was one major thing that stopped the other 5 girls to do this, and Fluttershy was quick to announce.

“But, that would also mean.....” she trailed off. She didn’t have to say the full sentence. There was just simply no need. Just those few words, and it got Twilight to realise her mistake.

‘Oof. Fucked this one up, Twiligth.’ she thought.

But to her surprise, the others decided to support her cause.

“Twilight’s right. I bet we won’t get close to getting this killer, unless we know what this...Old Ponish says.” Applejack exclaims.

“Yeah, she’s right! Maybe it could be something reallyyyyy important! Who knows!” Pinkie says.

RD however, just did a shrug, signalling her existence on both sides.

Rarity decided to speak up.

“I don’t know, darling. It just seems like a burden to handle. Especially for Twilight.”

It was a 3 on 3 situation.

3 wanted to decode it.

3 say otherwise.

All until RD began to claim her side.

“But, Rarity, just think about it. One way or another, she would have eventually caught up with the scenario. And besides, we can’t leave her hangin’ without Sunset ever saying anything to her.”

She was right. They can’t just leave her with the journal, all by herself, writing to somebody that will never reply back.

The tides have changed.

And it was for the better.

Suddenly, the journal Twilight was holding started shaking. She gasped, and accidentally dropped it down on the ground. A purple light emits from the book, as it continue to shake violently. Once it stopped, Twilight picked up he journal, and decided to check the pages. Inside where words, writted out by the princess herself.

‘Sunset? Are you there?’

‘Sunset, you haven’t been replying to my writings since the last 3 days, and I’m starting to get really worried. Hope your okay.’

‘Reply if you see this, okay? Just a reminder that your fine.’

She looked down, only to see the last words, carved out on the page itself, which in fact, broke Twilight’s heart out.

‘I miss you.’

It wasn’t because of her princess counterpart might be in love with Sunset, but she approached it as a friend, worried and in need of her significant other. Tears fall down her cheeks as she comprehends those last words.

‘I’m sorry, princess. We failed her.’ she thought.

She wipes off the remains of her tears and looked straight at her worried friends.

“Give me a pencil.”

“Now.”

She expected her announcement to the counterpart is going to be harder than it sounds.

Hell yeah, she was correct.

Maybe even underestimated it.

She sat down on one of the sofas, as her mind begans racing with ideas.

“What should I write to her? It must be simple, but I can’t be to flat about it. I can’t be dramatic, then it’ll break her. Ughh, for fuck’s sake, this is hard!!”

Then, and only then, she knew it.

Her heart.

The only way to express it is what seems best. Follow her heart. Let the emotions flow, even if it means tearing her, or maybe even both of them apart. She holds a steady breath, as she tries to take back the tears that were already beginning to pop out of her eyes. She wipes them before letting anyone noticing, and began to write.

‘Dear Princess Twilight Sparkle...’

‘I’m sorry to say this, but this is not Sunset. This is the human Twilight. We had to take her journal to tell you some important news.’

‘Sunset, is dead.’

‘It was announced right about last week, by Principal Celestia. She said it was suicide, but it wasn’t. Right now, we are in her house, looking for clues that would lead us to the killer.’

‘Recently, we found some scribbles made out of Sunset’s blood, and we assumed it as her writing. We believe that it is Old Ponish, but none of us can decode it.’

‘Except you.’

‘Ahead of you, is two roads, princess. One road is to leave this behind, and pretend like none of this even happened, and continue on.’

‘The other, is to join us.’

‘Join us on this case, this case which will serve as vengeance to Sunset. Help us decode this sentence, and we will take it from there. You may not fret, princess. We will catch this criminal.’

‘But, that’s only feasible with your help.’

‘I will not strain nor stress you with the choice which is laid upon you. It is your desicion.’

‘Follow your heart.’

As she finishes of with her writing, she felt the page being wet. It wasn’t the whold page, just one small circle. Then came another circle. And another. Soon after, the whole page was damp and wet.

Twilight, wasn’t surprised.

It was just the princess.

Letting go every last bit of sadness.

Supposedly the tears that come with it, too.

It wasn’t long before the princess replied.

‘I’m in.’

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Author's Note

Alright, so this was done roughly around 2 to 6 am. So sorry if it’s ass. Okay?

Okay.

Enjoy, y’all.

Narrow

They all squeaked in unison when the princess arrived. RD and AJ had just picked her up from the podium, right at the front of Canterlot High School. The greeted her with the upmost welcome, but they had to act fast. It was already nighttime, and they have to leave sooner or later. Twilight checks her watch, hoping that they weren’t that far off into the night.

9 PM.

Fuck.

They were late. Sure, picking up Princess Twilight was one thing, but the amount of time they took, casually walking up to scene, with no intent on rushing in order to save time, was stupid to begin with. And now, it had it’s visible toll.

2 hours.

They had 2 hours left. 2 hours to at least get a lead on something, becuase right now, they got nothing.

All except their broken friend and the weapon of choice, ready to go for full autopsy tommorow.

Twilight rushes over to the 6, before exclaiming them the news.

“All right girls, I know that we haven’t met up in a long time, but we have to hurry. It’s already 9.”

The others didn’t say anything, but instead, just nod. The princess walks up to her counterpart, asking her the fable question she was hoping for.

“Where’s the writing?”

“It’s upstairs. But it made quite the mess.”

RD casually interupted their speech, since they don’t want the princess to go any closer to Sunset’s body. Besides, it would be a waste of time if she passes out, too.

“Y-You don’t need to go there! I have a photo of it right here!” She says, all while lifting up her phone from the left pocket, swiping it to the picture of the Old Ponish symbols. She zoomed the picture, making sure not to let her see any part of Sunset. Twilight gives RD a small ‘Thanks’ wink and walked off.

Princess Twilight squints her eye, as she tried to read of the symbols. It did take quite the while, since it was all covered in splattered blood. After a full solid 5 minutes of waiting, and anticipation, she got it.

“Girls, I think I can read this.”

Instantly, all the other girls jumped up and rushed over to the princess, obviously waiting to know the sentence.

“What is it? What is it?” Pinkie Pie asks, as she jumps around, like somebody on a full on sugar rush.

“Well, her it goes.”

They wait.

And Princess Twilight announces the word.

“C.”

“H.”

“S.”

She makes a questioned face for a moment, before looking over at the girls, who’s faces are slightly shocked, and dazed.

“What does that mean? And, are you guys okay?”

Applejack was the first to respond.

“CHS.”

Immediately, the princess looks down, now knowing the full meaning behind those three letters. Guilt rushes over her system, as she blames herself for telling them the sad truth.

“I-I can’t believe it. Somebody, at our school, for fuck’s sake, did this jackshit. I just- ARRGH!” RD shouts, and as soon as her sentence was finished, she punched the nearest thing to her, albeit a valuable object or not. Her hand smashes through the glass countertop, as it cracks, and luckily, stays that way.

Fluttershy goes over to the mad RD, trying to calm her down. Even though deep inside, Fluttershy is at the same level of anger right now. “There, there, RD. Calm down.”

She took a few deep breaths, and soon, her temper was back to normal.

“Well, this narrows it down.” Applejack exclaims.

Even though the thought was infuriating, it was the truth.

They had nothing to do now. Sure, they found the body, got the knife, found some evidence here and there, but that was it for today.

Or maybe so.

There was one thing left to do.

The autopsy.

“Wait a second, the knife!” she squeaked. Instantly, she goes over to the counter, where the knife was placed. She grabs it, and the Ziplock bag covering the knife, and yelped to her friends.

“I can probably find some fingerprints here! Sure, it might not be a full autopsy, but it still gets the job done!”

At this point, they were baffled. Surely an autopsy would be done to recover something else than just fingerprints, right?

But at that point, they didn’t give a damn. The most important thing is to find the fingerprints, and that was about it.

“How about we do it like this. Rarity and Twilight will go ahead and do the fingerprint- whatever, and the rest of us can do some things on our own.”

They all agree.

And with that, off they go.

Twilight was quick to get the fingerprint session going. She kept constantly asking Rarity for materials that she would need, like a doctor and the nurse. The list of things goes on and on and on. Some of the things that she remembered were flour, brush, talcum powder, and some water, since she was thirsty.

The princess, however, had some other plans. She went ahead and grabbed some red markers from a drawer, which took her quite the time, and she ordered the rest of the girls to write down any possible names that they remembered, which those people are in CHS. And immediately, the cracked tabletop, from now empty, to now filled with names and red smudges.

Once they were sure they had written down every name, they began the process of elimination. They crossed out the people who in no way had no relationship with the murder. This includes their life with Sunset, their alibi, their personal life (as far as the girls know of couse) and some other determined factors. This process was painstakingly long, but it was worth it in the end. They had crossed off quiet a lot of people. The remaining few were only roughly about 20 or so people. Sure, it might seem like a waste of time, since they can have the fingerprint soon, but this is just for information. They don’t know if it’s a single man plan or a group. If it is conducted by a group, they have a general field on who to target.

Finally, after a brutalising 30 minutes of fingerprint finding, and name eliminations, both of them had done it.

All of them were seemingly happy, until Fluttershy asked them a question.

“Uhm, that’s good and all, but what do we do with the fingerprint?”

“We can always check the school data for it.” Pinkie Pie says.

“But the school would never let us do that.”

In a way, she has a point. But nevertheless, her point was easily knocked off the board.

“That doesn’t mean we can’t do it.” RD argues.

“What do you mean, RD?”

“We can always sneak in.”

“And seeing that this fingerprint will get bad the longer it’s in the open, the more it dilutes. I suggest we go tonight.” Twilight briefly mentions.

“All right then.” Fluttershy agrees.

So does the rest of them.

They finally have a lead. They found a fingerprint, limited the suspect count, and has the princess on their side.

Now, it’s about to begin.

The endgame.