The Beginning of The Clown...

Canterlot:

Zephyr Breeze’s watching TV at his house. Murray Franklin will start soon... Orchestra started playing his main theme...

From CR Studios in Canterlot,
it’s Live With Murray Franklin! Tonight’s s Guests are:
Sandra Winger, Skip Byron, Yeldon and Chantel.
Joining Murray as always, his orchestra and me, Gene.
And now please welcome...
MURRAY FRANKLIN!

“Welcome, everypony! It’s good to see you all.” - everypony started to cheer, even Zepyr in his room.
“You’ve heard about super-rats harassing our city right? Our current mayor came up with idea! You’re ready for this? ... Super-Cats!” - again everypony started to cheer but this time with laughing in audience.
“So today I don’t want to make fun of our mayor... I want to show you something, well somepony, that’s thinking that if you say some bad jokes and laugh while doing so, it will somehow make you funny. Gene play the tape, check out this Joker...” - as Murray walked of a stage Gene played something...

Zephyr thought he was going to see some idiot making fool of himself... but instead he saw well, himself... It was from that night when he realised that Dark Comedy (a real Dark Comedy) is his destiny. In this video, he was pathetic. Only thing he did was laughing (cause his sickness), and also doing jokes that wasn’t his trail anymore. It made Zephyr angry, very angry but then a knocking came from his door...

“Hello? Is it Mr. Zephyr Breeze? It’s Police we want your help in a case can we come in?” - as he stood up he went to the door.
“Hello, yes of course you can come in, sorry for the mess.” - Zephyr watched as the two entered his house and then he locked his doors.
“So. We’re detectives, that are working in case of that subway murrders. We found out that you have a gun. Is that true?” - one of them asked politely.
“Yes. It’s true I have a gun.” - Zephyr answered calmly.
“Is it legal one? I mean is it registered?” - this time his question was a little bit restless.
“No, It’s illegal. Oh and by the way nopony besides me is getting out of here alive.” - they’ve looked at him as he was joking but he quickly took his gun out of pocket in leather coat that was hanging in hall, and shot them. Then he started to laugh. Good thing, his house was muted.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHhAhaHahahaha... Well... I fucked up... and somehow i feel great!” - Zephyr laugh again.
“How should I celebrate this?” - he didn’t had to wait too long cause his phone ringed.
“Hello, who is this?” - he asked as he picked up phone.
“Hello, it’s Mrs. Sulivan. I’m happy to announce that you’ve been invited at Murray Franklin Show.” - that was quick, he thought to himself.
“I’m not gonna even ask why, I’m in. Can I go there in my suit?” - he quickly responded.
“You could go even naked, but not this time. It will be this friday, is that good with you?” - she asked.
“Yeah, of course see you then, I hope!” - Zephyr happy said.
“Well, Good Luck!” - as she hanged up, he started to move the bodies of murdered detectives to closest window... He didn’t had to care about bodies of ponies being drop out off window. Nopony cared...

Canterlot

Zephyr Breeze house... Friday.

Zephyr was making something on a table, when he finished, he packed it as a present and left it so he could prepare himself. He’ve painted his face in his clown way but this time without black line on mouth. He dressed up himself with red coat, and yellow vest. He left his present at the table and he left happy... In front of his house, there were stairs, so he qucikly started to dance on them... His life... His new life had begun, each step “danced off” made him even more happy, each step got him closer to end of Zephyr and Begining of something new... But first he needed to get to the train so he could be at Murray Franklin Show at the time.

Meanwhile

Police officers that were looking for their missing friends went to Zephyr house to look for the clues...
“Hey, guys look! What is this shit?” - one of them asked as he saw present on table.
“Open it!” - another one said.
“Well, ok hope it’s not a bom...” - he didn’t finished.

Canterlot

Murray Franklin Studio backstage

It’s confirmed, there were no survivors out of hundreds residents. Only proof of who could do that was, Joker cards spread all over the place. Police thinks it was one of Clowns, that wanted to make his point in a cruel way... - Zephyr laught but then Murray Franklin entred the backstage room.

“Murray! It’s great to meet you in person!” - Zephyr stood up.
“It’s Mr. Franklin.” - Gene added.
“Gene, please. Sorry for that... and what’s with the face? Are you part of the protest?” - Murray asked.
“No, it’s part of my act.” - Zephyr quickly added.
“Part of your act? Didn’t you’ve heard? Somepony just blow uped a building, hundreds of ponies are dead!” - Gene always had to be a tough guy.
“Yes, I’ve heard. But I won’t let anypony to take something that I worked my whole life for. It’s real me and I won’t change it.” - Zephyr replied.
“I understand you Zephyr. We’re gonna go with it. But first you will have to know some rules. First no swearing. Second no racist jokes. Is that clear?” - Murray looked at him.
“Yes, of course, but is Dark Comedy good?” - as he asked they looked confused.
“Well, but don’t make any jokes about that bomb ok? We don’t want ponies being angry at you in your show. If you understand everything now, we’re going to leave you for a moment. Somepony will come and get you.” - Murray turned around.
“Oh, Murray one small thing.” - Zephyr quickly stoped him.
“Yeah?” - Murray asked.
“When you bring me out... Can you introduce me as a Joker?” - Zephyr asked.
“Well, if that name suits you we will go with it. But why Joker?” - Murray again asked.
“That’s how you’ve called me on the show, a Joker.” - Zephyr explained.
“Ok then, I don’t remember saying that but if you realy want it, that’s good!” - Murray finaly left the room with Gene.

Zephyr Breeze looked at his reflection in the mirror,
and then he thought about what life will bring him now...
Nothing, because Zephyr Breeze was dead.
In that very moment Joker was born...