Author's Note

I use three stars, (* * *) on flashbacks and the line when switching days or places.

Chapter 1

In manehattan prison there was only one cell, nopony wanted to approach: Solitary confinement cell cast from reinforced concreate with an inch thick iron door, closed inside it was the deadliest murderer Equestria had ever seen. He was known amongst the guards as a violent maniac, every time he was moved from the cell someone got hurt. During the three years he had been in the prison, he had wounded nearly 15 guards. After the incidents, the Manehattan Correctional Institution was given the special permission of keeping him in the room, without yard time. Only times when anyone entered or exited the room, was the monthly clean-up of the cell, and even then, they sent two guards to suppress the inmate. When the prisoner was first brought in, the guards couldn't believe that he had murdered nine ponies. His appearance seemed to radiate innocence, he was thin and tall, his coat was ivory, and his mane was beige, his emerald eyes seemed to sparkle with joy. When he had walked through the doors he had smiled and waved at the nearby guards. When they spoke to him, his personality seemed to be kind and calm instead of violent and threatening. But when one of the guards had walked too close, he had seized the opportunity and bitten her on the neck. The guard was barely saved, and the others had seen this inmate's true colors. In file that held his info, had only one name on it, Kvetch.

He laid on the bed, staring at the clock on the opposite wall. In the room were very few items, his bed, a small table next to the bed, a small chair on the other side of the table, and the clock. From the objects in the room, it was most entertaining to watch. A small hatch in the door slid ajar, "Kvetch, you got a visitor." the hatch closed and after a while the door creaked open. Two guards walked into the room, batons at ready, behind them walked an orange pegasus mare with a white mane and yellow eyes. Under her wing she carried a clipboard. She walked over to the chair and sat down, placing the clipboard on the table. "Good day, my name is Solarspot. I requested for a permission of interviewing you and got lucky, the MCI has generously arranged a small two-hour window every Tuesday so I can talk with you." she smiled at him. "I hope you'll co-operate."
Kvetch sat up with a wide smile, "Interview with me? Am I famous or something?"

Solarspot chuckled nervously, her eyes glancing between him and the guards. "You could say that, but first I'd like to know if you are willing to participate."

Kvetch laughed a little, "Are you kidding me? of course I want to participate!"

"Great! I hope starting tomorrow isn't too soon?" Solarspot asked, smiling widely.

"Not at all, I got nothing but time." Was his answer, the guards and the reporter left his room.

The newspaper Solarspot worked for resided on the third highest floor of a 20-story high-rise, the company had rented it as an office space because it was the only one, they could afford. Tightly packed cubicles filled the floor, leaving only narrow paths between them. She sighed and pushed her way to her own small workspace, just as she was about to sit down, the phone on her desk started to ring. She picked it up, "Solar on the phone."
An angry voice on the other side of the phone half shouted at her, "Get to my office, now!" She hung up and groaned in annoyance. She had just pushed her way to her desk, and now she had to walk to the other side of the room? "Just, fantastic."

Solarspot walked into her boss's private office, and saw her employer shouting into a phone. "I know that we haven't paid yet but I can't magically create more bits! If I could, I wouldn't be talking to you!" He noticed Solarspot and pointed at her, "You! Don't move!" He yelled into the phone for a while longer before finally hanging up, his eyes slowly turned to look at her. "You haven't given us any good stories for a while, I fear we have to let you go."

Solarspot stared at him in shock, "Do you mean that-"

"Yes, that means your fired, we don't need reporters without good stories." He gave her a dismissive gesture, "There's the door, pack your stuff and leave."

Solarspot practically jumped on his desk, "Wait! I have a story, or not yet, but soon!" She dropped the clipboard on the desk. "He already agreed to be interviewed, all I need is time!"

Her boss read through the notes and sighed, "Fine, I'll give you time to finish this interview, but if it sucks, you're out."

She hugged him, "Thank you so much! You'll not regret this!" Solarspot hurried out of the room, leaving her boss yelling at the phones.

Kvetch was yet again staring at the clock, he frowned. The ticking was slowly losing its entertainment value, becoming more irritating. He looked around the room, trying to find something else to observe. The door slowly opened, he watched in surprise as the two guards walked into his room. Behind them walked Solarspot, "Hello, today is the first day of our interview." she walked to the table and placed the clipboard atop of it. She looked at Kvetch, "Mind if I sit?" He shook his head, Solarspot sat down and pulled out one of her feathers. "I brought the ink but forgot my quill, strange, isn't it?"

Kvetch shrugged, "Wouldn't know, I never used quills." He slowly walked to his bed and sat on its edge, "So, what do you want to know?"

Solarspot pondered for a moment, "I'd like to know about your family."

Kvetch thought for a while before answering, "My mom had me when she was around 19, my father left her when he heard that she was pregnant, and my brother was born eight years after me."

Solarspot wrote down some notes, "Where's your brother now?"

Kvetch leaned back, resting his head against the wall. "Don't know, we lost contact a long time ago."

Solarspot dropped the feather on the table, "I heard that your mother mistreated you, is that correct?"

His left eye twitched, "Pass, I'm not answering that."

Solar was taken a bit aback at his response, "Oookay, when was the first time you acted violently?"

Kvetch leaned away from the wall, "I think it was when I was ten, and trying to train my dog."

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"Come on Duke, sit." The old dalmatian in front of him tilted its head, "Sit, sit, come on, it's not so hard." Kvetch looked at the dog, he pushed its lower back gently downwards "Sit, you can do it, sit." the dog turned around, about to walk away. "I said sit!" He shouted angrily and kicked the dog, the dalmatian spun around and bit his leg. He yelped from the pain, his horn lit, and he hit the with a stone. He heard the dog wince and try to run away, his magic surrounded the dog's tail and pulled it back. He hit the dog with the rock repeatedly until it stopped howling and whining, Kvetch staggered backwards and stared at the dog in horror. "Oh, oh Celestia what have I done!?"

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Solarspot was speechless, she stared at him in utter shock, mouth hanging open. One of the guards shuddered in disgust. Kvetch sat on his bed, smiling, as if he had told a bedtime story.

"I'm sorry, you beat your dog to death!? Why!?" Solarspot watched him in confusion, as if demanding an explanation.

Kvetch crossed his legs over his chest, "Well, he disobeyed me, and he bit me. There's two good reasons."

Solarspot felt sick, she looked at the clock, only half an hour to go. "Did your family know about what you did?"

His left eye twitched again, "Pass, another question."

Solarspot arched an eyebrow, "Are you, afraid to talk about your family?"

Another eye twitch, "Pass."

Solarspot frowned and placed her front hooves on the table, "What did your mother do to you?"

Kvetch seemed to get angry, his left eye twitched. "Pass."

"You can't just-"

"Pass!"

Solarspot pulled away from him, his voice was loud and commanding, almost like her boss when he was angry.
"Look." She gave him a smile, "She can't hurt you here, you can tell me."

Kvetch calmed down, he looked her in the eyes. "I will tell you next time, if the guards stay outside."

Solar nodded, "Deal."

Solar opened her front door and stepped in, she lived in a surprisingly big apartment. She had three rooms, bedroom living room and a kitchen. Her houses furniture included a living room table, kitchen table, a sofa, few chairs and a bed. Solar looked at the living room and sighed, "What a mess, I should probably clean up." she stared at the tower of empty pizza boxes and tin cans covering the table. "Maybe tomorrow."
Walking towards her bedroom, she passed three portraits, first one was a young orange filly, herself when she was younger. The second portrait depicted her mother, a red pegasus with a black mane and grey eyes. She chuckled a bit, "Others were always scared of mom, she looks so menacing."
The last portrait was torn, barely recognizable. She held back tears and walked past the painting, "If only he had stayed, we could have been happier." A phone ringing interrupted her thoughts, she walked to it and picked it up. "Hello."
an older voice spoke from the other side, "Hi honey, I called in to hear how you're doing."

Solar gulped, "Hi mom, I'm fine, how are things on your end?"

"Everything's great! This town near Cantrelot is so cool, there's always something going on. But I was curious, how are your classes."

Solar froze on the spot, "My...Classes?"

"Yes, in university, you told me you got in. I'm so proud of you."

Solar felt ashamed, she had lied to her mother about getting in the university and forgotten about it. "Oh those classes, they are doing fine, don't worry about them, but listen I'm in a bit of a hurry so..."

"Oh, of course, by honey, I love you."

Solar hung up, she stared at the wall for a moment. Closing the bedroom door, she walked to the bed and slipped under the blanket. "Tomorrows a new day