Equestria Noire Case #2 (Re-do): The Wonderbolt Case

The former Wonderbolt trainer that was shot by an unknown assailant was named Spectrum Ryder. He was a pretty old looking stallion. Around his late fifties or maybe early sixties. He had a grey coat(which looked even grayer with age now) and a thinning blue mane with a kicked in cloud shape for a cutie mark. From what the doctor told me, he’s in intensive care right now. Fighting for his fucking life. I guess we can just hope for the best.

Anyway, Dash and Myself eventually got Soarin and Spitfire to calm down. We were currently sitting in a family waiting room. This was one of those rooms for certain ponies. That being family members of somepony who is in some type of surgery or something. Emergency or not.

I was currently sitting with Dash on a small sofa, while Soarin and Spitfire sat in two separate chairs that were right next to each other by only a couple centimeters. They were holding hooves for comfort. Good thing they have each other in this situation. With what I’m about to tell them, it’s gonna get even more intense.

“So, why did you wanna talk with us? Did ya find the piece of shit who killed Gust?” Spitfire asked, sounding impatient. Soarin gripped her hoof a little bit. Basically, letting her know that she should calm down a bit.

“Well, there’s been a huge break in the case. And it’s about Corkscrew.” I said to them.

“So, he did it, huh?” Spitfire asked, raising her other hoof at me.

I shook my head at her, causing her to look confused.

“Actually, Miss Spitfire, according to Captain Barrens, the Captain at the Cloudsdale Detention Center, due to a lack of files, DNA matches and even a birth certificate, Corkscrew doesn’t exist.” I said.

Both Soarin and Spitfire looked stunned. With Spitfire looking especially befuddled.

“What are you talking about?! Of course Corkscrew exists. We saw him those few times when we went out partying. Gust was with him. I saw it.” Spitfire exclaimed, now looking extremely unhappy.

Soarin looked pretty cross with me. “I saw it too. I especially saw the times he was making eyes at Spitfire. I saw it too.” He said.

“I’m not saying you guys are entirely wrong, but that pony that was with you guys, and who was in a relationship with Gust, was an alias for somepony else.” I said to them.

They didn’t show it, but I could just tell these two looked freaked out. Could you blame them? Somepony they thought they knew was somepony else literally?

“What are you talking about?” Spitfire asked.

I gave a big sigh. “My pathologist Cadaver found traces of chemicals that are commonly found in coat and mane dye in the sheets where Gust Gale was raped and murdered.” I told them.

Again, they just looked blown away from that statement.

“Now, Miss Spitfire, I’d like to talk with you about your relationship with Skyler Storms.” I said to her.

Spitfire’s eyes widened. “Do you think he did it?” She asked.

“Well, unless DNA proves us otherwise because it hasn’t come back yet, then it could be possible.” I said to her, although I did have a feeling that what I’m thinking right now is exactly what the truth is.

I swore I saw Spitfire shake in her seat a little bit. Soarin rubbed her back with his wing to both comfort her and calm her down. Rainbow Dash even looked uncomfortable too.

“Now, when did Skyler become smitten with you and why do you think he was so attracted to you?” I asked.

Spitfire shuttered. “It was during my freshman year of high school. Me and Soarin weren’t a thing yet, that wouldn’t be until Homecoming during our Sophomore year.” She said.

“That’s right babe.” Soarin said.

She continued. “I guess he was attracted to me because of my look. Because I was a hot and sexy looking mare. I guess that’s why. I have no idea.” She said.

“And how long did this crush last?” I asked.

She snorted in annoyance. “That creepy fucker was still into me when we were seniors. He wouldn’t leave me alone until I finally told the principal when he....when he......” She tried saying but was having trouble getting it out.

“When he groped you?” I asked.

She nodded, looking pissed off.

“Yeah, and I was there too. When I saw it I beat the hell out of that little shithead. Should of done it years before. I got suspended for 4 days because of that. But it was worth it to beat up that creep ass.” Soarin said proudly. Spitfire did smile a little after that.

“Now, from what I’ve heard, Skyler’s mother wasn’t there when he was being punished for his actions. Wasn’t it odd how a rich colt like Skyler wouldn’t have his mother there for him during something like that?” I asked them.

This time Spitfire just shook her head. “That was possibly the ONLY thing I felt sorry for him about. His Dad was dead and his mother didn’t pay attention to him all that much. Hell, when my Mom was there, she even felt bad for him. And my Mom was on me about reporting him for years.” She said.

“And what happened after that incident?” I asked.

“He got community service, spent a while away from school and when he came back, he never bothered me again. It was apart of the deal.” She said.

“Deal?” I asked.

“The deal was after his community service was over, if he ever bothered me again, he’ll be expelled and possibly arrested.” She said.

“He should’ve gone to jail after that. Guys in there probably would’ve liked to grope him and see how he likes it.” Soarin said, looking cross again.

“So, why didn’t he go to jail when he followed you guys to Wonderbolt camp?” I asked them.

She snorted. “Because that was only for when we were still in school. As long as we were still in high school, he couldn’t bother us. Now that we were out, the deal was over.” She said.

“And what can you tell me about what happened the day he was ousted from The Wonderbolts?” I asked. She then looked like she started to think about something. Like she was putting two and two together.

“Spectrum Ryder!” She slightly shouted. She caused Soarin to jump a little bit. Although, he also started to put the pieces together.

“What? What is it?” Rainbow Dash asked, sounding concerned.

“I remember Spectrum Ryder was one of the guys training all of us. He had enough of Skyler’s bullshit and decided to drop him entirely. It MUST be him. Skyler must be pissed off at him, so that’s why he shot him.” Spitfire told us, looking both intense and scared at the same time.

If her tone wasn’t what sold you on her feeling of fear, then this definitely did. She let out a small gasp and I saw a chill run down her spine. Soarin comforting her as best he could.

“If he really did shoot him, then that means....” She trailed off.

“What happened Spitfire? What did you do that could make Skyler angry with you?” I asked her. I already had a feeling what it was, based on what Climate Storms told me, but I needed to hear it from her.

“I told him the brutally honest truth: I will never love you. I will never even like you. And you’ll never amount to anything.” She said, now leaning in closer to my face. She emphasized every word she said next.

“LEAVE. ME. THE. FUCK. ALONE.”

She plopped back in her chair. “I never saw the fucker again after that.” She said.

I started to think about what Spitfire said. It’s all starting to make sense. Granted, unless DNA proves us wrong, then we can’t do shit to him. But, I started to think about it.

Skyler Storms had a somewhat troublesome childhood. His father dies when he was six, which left him in the care of his mother. And even if the father was a mareizing asshole, he still loved him, and probably aspired to be like him. In a way.

After the father dies, Skyler is raised by his mother, who admits she neglected him any love and attention while growing up. I’m sure he must’ve been raised by butlers, nannies, maids and other servants, but he wanted to gain the attention of his mother, but never gave it to him.

That could possibly cause him to develop a wanting to be noticed. To want attention. To have all eyes on him. Like his mother, who is a famous actor on the big screens.

A need for attention and a wanting to be noticed by the masses. A symptom of Narcissistic Personality Disorder.

Also, according to Climate, he wanted to follow in Mommy’s hoof steps. He even acted out scenes around his house(or mansion let’s be honest), while wearing coat and mane dye. Probably becoming these characters as well.

That’s a sign of Dissociative Identity Disorder from what a few psychologists I worked with have told me.

I also haven’t heard Skyler having any friends. His relationship with his mother was not all that good. He also groped Spitfire at one point. A risky move, which could have, and frankly SHOULD have landed him in jail.

Risky behavior and poor relationships. A possible sign of Borderline Personality Disorder.

This Skyler Storms already sounds like a dangerous pony. And the fact that he shot somepony, attempting to murder them, shows that he could be mentally unstable.

All of a sudden I heard my phone ring. I looked at the caller ID, and it showed Cadaver’s name on it. I excused myself and walked a little bit away from them.

“What’s up Cadaver?” I asked.

“Shadow, the DNA results are in. I matched them with both the wineglass and the rape kit. DNA belongs to a Skyler Storms. He’s the one who raped and murdered Gust Gale. And also, Captain Barrens contacted me. Those love letters that were sent to Gust were written by Skyler. His wing DNA was found on the letters. He’s the guy.” He said to me.

I was stunned. I had a feeling that this was going to be the result. So, with the DNA now belonging to Skyler, combined with the chemical traces in coat and mane dye, it now all adds up.

Corkscrew is Skyler Storms.

“Thanks. We’ll go pick him up now.” I said to him, hanging up.

I walked back over to them and told Rainbow we gotta go.

“Who was it? Did the DNA results come in?” She asked.

“Yes.” I said. “Now let’s go.”

We bid farewell to Spitfire and Soarin before we headed out of the hospital. I even told the nurse at the counter to tell me Spectrum’s fate. She agreed to.

When we got outside, Rainbow Dash immediately hooked me in her hooves and flew me with her.

“Where to?” She asked.

“Cloudsdale Clearwater Condo. The DNA results show that it was Skyler who did it. He raped and murdered Gust Gale.” I told her.

She looked stunned at my statement. “So, that means...”

I nodded. “Corkscrew was a disguise that Skyler used to infiltrate the Wonderbolts. I’m thinking he did it to stalk Spitfire.” I said.

I felt her shutter. She must be creeped the fuck out with that.

Then instantly, she bore a confident smirk on her face.

“Well, now that we know who it is, let’s get this fucker.” She said, now gaining speed.

I couldn’t help but smile at her confidence. Here, she didn’t come across as arrogant and conceited like before. She knew we were gonna get this guy.

And we’ll do it together.

As friends.

-/- Cloudsdale Clearwater Condo -/-

We made it over here in about 4 minutes tops. As we searched for Condo #316, I realized how small these condos looked. If Skyler had a lot of money, why wouldn’t he live in a bigger place then this? If he’s as Narcissistic as I think he is, wouldn’t he want to stand out and show every pony how rich he is? It just seems odd to me.

Anyway, we made it over to Condo #316. As Me and Dash stood next to the front door, I put my ear directly on it. I didn’t hear the TV on in there. I didn’t hear any voices either. Don’t tell me he’s not home.

I rapped on the door before I called out, “Skyler Storms! Detective Shadow Haze! Come out with your hooves up, or I will have no choice but to use excessive force!”

No answer. Well, looks like I gotta do it.

I motioned for Dash to stand back. I backed up a few steps, then brought both my back hooves back, and finally I slammed them against the door with a BANG.

There the door stood broken in. I damn near kicked it off it’s hinges.

Before we headed inside, I saw Dash squee in delight.

“That was so awesome!” She exclaimed.

Again, I couldn’t help but smirk. “Thanks. Been doing it a long time. Now let’s go.” I told her. She nodded in approval and followed me in.

When we took our first few steps, all we noticed was a bathroom with a bypass door on the left. On the right, was a coat rack. With no coats on them.

It wasn’t until we walked a few more steps into the kitchen when we saw the true nature of this Creepy Motherfucker.

Now, in this kitchen, you had your table, your chairs, your cupboards, your stove with the oven, your refrigerator and freezer, just about everything you’d have in a kitchen.

However, there were a few things in this very kitchen that stood out to me.

First, on the far wall was a picture of Soarin, Spitfire and Fleetfoot. They were standing behind the Wonderbolt logo while putting out each of their right hooves together. As a symbol of Unity. Togetherness. Teamwork.

However, it wasn’t the picture itself that was unsettling to look at. It was what was drawn over it. Soarin was on the left with a bullet hole drawn through his head. There was blood drawn pouring out of that very hole. Right next to that very graphic image was a word that was written in red. Apparently, Blood Red.

Stealer.

Rainbow Dash tried not to show it, but I saw her shaking a little bit. I can’t say I blame her. She just found out that her teammates and friends are apparently being targeted by a mad pony.

Fleetfoot was on the right. She had a wound in her neck. Blood was drawn to depict pouring out of her throat. Like a faucet.

Like Soarin, She also had something written next to that very wound. And that word, also written in Blood Red was....

Fucking Cunt.

Now I just saw Rainbow Dash looking more intense then looking scared. I’m just happy she’s not letting her fear hold her back.

Finally, there was Spitfire. Right in the middle. Now her’s, oh good lord. Her’s might have been the worst.

There were bullet holes drawn in her legs. Blood only shown squirting out of her tendons. I also saw a circle drawn over her flank in pink.

Then, I saw a word written above that very circle where her flank was. It was written in pink.

MINE!!!

I swear I saw Dash forcing herself not to vomit again.

I tilted my head toward the right, motioning Dash to follow me.

We walked right into the living room. On all four walls, there was a big picture of Spitfire. In all these photos, Spitfire was posing, quite seductively. There was one photo of her with half of her Wonderbolt uniform on and half of it off. With the bottom part of her body being clothed. Her eyes were half lidded and she had a sly smile on her face.

I looked and saw Rainbow Dash with her cheeks very pink. Her left hoof rubbing the back of her forehead.

I raised an eyebrow. “Hmm. You seem to like that, don’t cha?” I asked, intentionally teasing her.

She snorted with a red hue on her face. “It’s just reactionary. I like girls more than guys.” She said, looking embarrassed.

I smirked again. “So, you have a thing for your boss?” I asked.

She shook her head. “No. Her and Soarin are a really serious couple. It’s not gonna be long now before he proposes to her.” She said, now crossing her hooves.

“Besides, I’m a bit interested in somepony else.”

“And who would that be?” I asked.

She blushed again. “Nothing you need to know right now. Look, let’s get back to this, okay?” She said, sounding desperate to get out of this awkward situation.

I laughed a little bit. “Okay okay.” I said, now turning back to the photo. “Do you know if Spitfire ever posed for Playcolt magazine? Cause it looks like it to me.” I asked her.

She nodded. “It was about a year ago. She got a pretty good deal for it. The magazines sold like hot cakes.” She said.

After that, we climbed the stairs(or Rainbow Dash floated), and saw inside his bedroom. This was where I thought, wait until I get to the basement, where I thought Skyler’s obsession was at it’s worse.

In here, we saw posters of the Wonderbolt’s. Only this time, every pony who was a current Wonderbolt was on there. High Winds, Misty Fly, Surprise, Sky Stinger, Vapor Trail, Soarin, Spitfire, Fleetfoot and even Rainbow Dash was on here.

Also who was on here was our victim. Gust Gale. What made me instantly point her out was there was a yellow circle drawn around her. All over her body. Like downstairs, there was something written on the circle above her. It read....

Vulnerable. Manipulatable.

Huh. When I looked at this poster, I began to realize that Gust Gale really DID look like Spitfire. And seeing how Skyler is obsessed with Spitfire, maybe he was trying to mold Gust into becoming his own version of Spitfire.

Then maybe he realized that she could never measure up to her in any way. So, he decided to get rid of her.

I turned my head and saw Dash look as if she saw something. Right at the closet. So, she quickly flew over there and looked inside.

“Uh, Shadow? You might wanna see this.” She said, sounding surprised and startled at the same time.

I walked over and before I even was able to look in, Rainbow Dash pulled out what she saw.

“It’s hers. It’s Gust’s.” She said, holding the Wonderbolt uniform by her wings. I looked it over and noticed the tag on the front of it.

Gust Gale

“Well, we found our uniform.” I said, taking it away from Dash’s wings with my magic, and then enclosing it in a bag. This’ll go to evidence later.

After I did that, I noticed a drawer on the left side of his bed(which was a huge King sized bed I may add). I walked over and pulled it open. It was a notepad.

I looked it over and saw all the names on this notepad.

1. Soarin

2. Fleetfoot

3. Stormy Flare

4. High Winds

5. Spectrum Ryder

6. Rainbow Dash

7. Tippy Tappy

8. Mother

9. Spitfire; For you will finally know what it’s like to be satisfied by a REAL man.

I suddenly remembered that High Winds told us that she remembered she saw Corkscrew, Skyler’s alter ego(or one of them), writing down something on a piece of notepad after he got done talking to Surprise one night.

I normally would leave this for the police to gather as evidence, but I decided to pocket this. I think I may have a feeling about what is going on.

And I really hope I’m wrong.

So, Me and Dash walked out of his bedroom. On the left side, we saw another bathroom(This time with a regular door). I peaked inside and saw nothing out of the ordinary.

Well, that was until I turned right and walked into the next room. This one faced Skyler’s room.

We walked inside and saw something that made our hearts drop.

There was pictures of Skyler posing with a Spitfire cardboard cutout. He even had pictures of himself doing lude acts with them. He was kissing the cutout, even using tongue. He had one of him groping her vagina. And then, to top off the crazy list, there was a photo of him literally, and I mean LITERALLY, having sex with the cardboard cutout. Hopefully, the CLB hurt his penis when he did something that was so wrong on so many different levels.

I wanted to get out of here. So, Dash and Myself headed back downstairs. We passed through the living room, went trough the kitchen, and we saw the door.

Now, we did see it when we first broke into his house, but we needed to check the whole perimeter. So, I decided to save the basement for last.

I tapped and put my ear on the door again. Nothing. Not a fucking peep.

Thankfully, the door wasn’t locked. So, I opened it and down we went.

When we made it to the bottom, this was where I knew that Skyler wasn’t just a creep. He was completely fucking insane.

I saw empty slots on the walls. I knew instantly what these slots held when there was something to hold them with.

Guns. Big guns.

Because they were empty, that meant...

“Oh no.” I said. Rainbow Dash looked at me with extreme worry on her face.

“What? What “Oh No”?” She asked.

“That motherfucker took his guns with him. Spectrum’s name was on this list. If he was the one who shot him, then that means....” I told her without finishing.

We both knew what this psychopath was planning. He was gonna “take revenge” on those who wronged him in the past.

He had a kill list. Why he left it behind I don’t know, but that’s not what matters right now.

Before I could get my phone out, Dash scooped me up and flew us out of Skyler’s condo.

I quickly called Captain Barrens. I told him the whole situation. I even gave him all of the names on the kill list. Hopefully, they can find the address quickly and no pony has to die.

“Jesus Christ. I’ll send out a team to find him. Shoot to kill permissions will be granted. Good luck finding him Shadow.” He said, hanging up.

As Dash flew us as fast as she could, I started to desperately hope that no pony that was on his kill list is already done for. If they are, he’s just gonna kill every pony else.

And Spitfire....what is he planning with her? I have a really sick feeling that he has something “special” planned for her.

Sweet Celestia, please don’t make us too late. Please.